Elite Dragoons 1: New Recruits (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)
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“Don’t start without us,” Dalton stated in a growly voice as he followed Whit into the bathroom.
Sara moaned with the first swipe of Hay’s tongue through her wet pussy lips. She sobbed when he flicked his tongue back and forth over her clit rapidly. Just as she thought she was about to climax, he stopped.
“You taste so fucking sweet, honey. I can’t get enough of your cream.”
“Move over, brother, I want a taste.”
Sara opened her eyes to see Dalton still dripping water from his shower. It looked like he hadn’t bothered to take the time to dry off. Hay scooted up the bed until he was beside her. He leaned down and kissed her. His tongue slid in between her lips and teeth and he explored every inch of her mouth before coming back to tangle his tongue with hers again.
Sara whimpered when Hay’s mouth opened wide over her pussy and he used his tongue and lips to pleasure her. It seemed that all her men weren’t about to let her come until they were buried inside her body, because just as she thought she was about to go over the edge, Dalton pulled away and Hay lifted his mouth from her cunt.
“Look at me, baby,” Whit said from her other side. She had been so caught up in kissing Dalton and what Hay had been doing to her she hadn’t felt him get on the bed.
Sara didn’t wait for Whit to kiss her. She was so horny she was aching from head to toe. She reached up and gripped his hair and pulled him down to her mouth and kissed him. He growled into her mouth and took over control. His tongue plundered in and out of her mouth in mimicry of the act of lovemaking, and she only got hotter. She couldn’t take any more. She had to have her men and she had to have them now.
Sara turned her head and gasped for air. When she was capable of speaking she practically screamed. “Fuck me. Please. Fuck me now.”
“Shit,” Dalton growled and then he was on his knees between her thighs. She looked down the length of her body and stared as he gripped the base of his condom-covered cock. She hadn’t been aware of him putting the condom on, and even though she was appreciative of his thoughtfulness in protecting her, she wanted to feel him flesh to flesh.
“I’m clean and I’m on the pill.”
“We’re clean, too, darlin’,” Dalton rasped.
“Good to know. Lose the condom and fuck me.”
“Are you sure, baby?” Whit asked.
“I’ve never been so sure of anything in my life.”
“Christ, Sara, you make me burn so hot,” Dalton panted.
“You’re not the only one, Dalt. I can feel her passion singeing me from here,” Hay huffed out.
“I’m on fire for you, baby,” Whit said breathlessly.
“Good, then maybe we can put all these fires out at the same time.” Sara gulped.
“Oh, fuck yeah,” Dalton growled. He quickly removed the condom and flung it aside, and then his cock was pushing inside her.
“Oh,” Sara sobbed with pleasure. “Oh god, I need more. Please.”
“We’ll give you everything you want, honey,” Hay said just before he sucked one of her nipples into his mouth and Whit began to suck on her other one.
Sara mewled and then she cried out when Dalton shoved his cock into her as far as it would go. Hay and Whit moved aside just before Dalton covered her with his body and hugged her close. Then he rolled them both until he was on his back and she was draped over him. Then he shimmied up the bed until he sat with his back up against the headboard.
“A little cold, baby,” Whit warned right before his cold, wet finger rubbed over her ass.
Sara moaned and rested her head on Dalton’s shoulder, but she kept her body relaxed as he stretched her anus.
“Look at me, darlin’,” Dalt commanded as she felt Whit’s hot, hard cock begin to push into her.
Sara groaned when the slight burning pain added to her pleasure as Whit slowly eased into her back entrance. Nothing felt so good as having her three men inside her body, pleasuring her and her returning that pleasure, and nothing ever would. She gasped in air and then exhaled with relief when Whit’s pelvis met her ass.
Sara turned her head, opened her mouth, and sucked the head of Hay’s cock in as far as she could. She looked up at him from beneath her eyelashes and almost smiled when he placed his hand on the wall to steady himself. He was standing on the mattress and his legs trembled as she bobbed her head up and down over his hard dick, sucking and laving his shaft and the sensitive underside of his cock when she withdrew to the tip.
Sara mewled when Whit and Dalton began to surge in and out of her ass and pussy. At first they started off slow and gradually increased the pace with every pump of their hips. Sara was already on the edge of coming, but she held off, determined to orgasm at the same time as her men.
“Fuck, your mouth is wicked, honey. I’m so close.”
“Me, too,” Whit and Dalton gasped.
“Send her over,” Hay rasped.
Sara sobbed when Dalton slid a hand down between their bodies and caressed her clit. She inhaled through her nose just at the right time. “I’m coming, Sara. Swallow me, honey.”
Sara gulped and swallowed around Hay’s cock just as he began to release. His shaft jerked and pulsed, and her walls rippled. She would have cried out if she had been able to, but she drank all of Hay’s cum. Her body shook and jerked as orgasm washed over her, and Dalton and Whit both yelled and surged forward, their cocks embedded as deeply as they could get, and then they held still. They, too, jerked and ground their crotches into her as they climaxed.
Hay withdrew from her mouth and sank to his knees beside her. Sara rested her head on Dalton’s shoulder and panted for air.
“God, I love you guys so much.”
“Good thing since we want you to marry us,” Whit panted out behind her.
“What did you say?” Sara sat up and looked over her shoulder.
Whit pulled her back up against his front and gently tilted her head back. The back of her head was supported by his pectoral muscle.
“Will you marry us, Sara?” Whit asked.
Sara’s eyes filled with tears of happiness, and she smiled so wide her mouth ached.
“I would be honored to marry all of you. I can’t imagine living without any of you by my side.”
Dalton reached under his pillow and pulled out a small box. “This was our momma’s ring, baby, and she gave it to Whit to give to his wife. She died before we knew we wanted to share a woman, but we know she would be happy that we gave it to the woman we love.”
“Oh, it’s beautiful. Thank you for trusting me with your momma’s ring.”
“Of course we trust you, honey,” Hay said and pulled the ring from the box and slipped it onto her finger. Sara watched the way the light made the facets in the solitaire diamond sparkle until Hay leaned over and planted a quick kiss on her lips.
“We all love you so much, baby,” Whit said and gently eased his flaccid dick from her ass and lifted her off of Dalton. Hay hurried to the bathroom and was back in a moment with a warm, damp washcloth and cleaned her up.
“Now, I owe you a spanking, Sara Cantor.” Dalton took her from Whit and sat down on the edge of the bed, and before she could blink he had her face down over his lap.
“Hey, what the hell do you think you’re doing?”
“The next time I ask you why there is a medic in our house, I expect you to answer truthfully.”
Smack.
“Ouch. What? Are you serious?”
“Very,” Dalton replied.
Smack.
“Hey, that hurt,” Sara said, and even though it did hurt it was also turning her on again.
Smack.
“It’s supposed to hurt, darlin’.”
Smack.
“Maybe next time I ask you a question you’ll remember this spanking and answer truthfully.
Smack.
Sara wouldn’t bet on it. She’d just learned something new about herself and couldn’t wait to discover more with the loves of her life by her
side.
“I think our fiancée likes to be spanked,” Hay’s voice sounded from near her feet. “Her pussy is dripping wet.”
“Oh, you are going to keep us on our toes, aren’t you, baby?” Whit asked as he helped her up and held her until she was steady.
Sara looked at each of her men and gave them a saucy smile.
“Bring it on, boys,” she goaded just before she jumped back on the bed and spread her legs wide.
THE END
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My name is Becca Van. I live in Australia with my wonderful hubby of many years, as well as my two children.
I read my first romance, which I found in the school library, at the age of thirteen and haven’t stopped reading them since. It is so wonderful to know that love is still alive and strong when there seems to be so much conflict in the world.
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Table of Contents
Title Page
Copyright Page
Prologue
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
About the Author