Rainier, Heather - Maya's Triple Dare [Divine Creek Ranch 6] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Heather Rainier

  She turned it off and wrapped her left hand around the clear glass tube. Then she flipped the power switch and released the handle, turning to her men.

  “If you have metal snaps on your shirt you might want to slip out of it. Don’t want you to have any surprises.” Richard slipped his shirt off and stood still for her with the others. His trust was a wonderful thing.

  Because Boone was the kinkiest of the three, she approached him first. He watched her hand as she reached with palm out and made gentle, full contact with his chest. He reacted slightly to the small zap he received, but he was completely attentive as she slid her hand in a solid stroke over his thickly muscled pectorals. She maintained constant contact with all fingers and her palm as she stroked him.

  “How does it feel?” she asked as she smiled up at him. She could already read the answer in his eyes. She’d be willing to bet he also sported an instant erection from the sensation.

  “It feels like your touch is alive, vibrating under my skin. I feel it traveling all over my body, in my hair, in my muscles, even in my cock and my ass.”

  Maya nodded, knowing the sensation well. “Lots of nerve endings there.” She stroked her fingers up into the hair at the nape of his neck and felt him shudder with pleasure.

  Kendall and Boone looked like they wanted their turn, too, and Maya wondered if they had time for what was probably going to result from this little experiment. It was important to her they were all on the same page regarding the way she liked to play, and now was as good a time as any to find out.

  She stroked her hand over Boone’s shoulder and down his arm in a long, slow glide until she lost contact at his fingertips with a light crackle and zing. A delightful shiver shot up her spine at the transition, but also from the look in Boone’s eyes.

  Boone said, “Now I understand the attraction for a toy like that. I’d only ever seen one used as a device to torment and tease.”

  Maya nodded and smiled. “It has other uses. Morgan would have me strip and lie down on my padded bench and stroke me all over with the different attachments. Sometimes I would hold the electrode and he could stroke me hands free. When he was done I would feel like I’d had a massage, just from a light, full-handed stroke all over.”

  “All over?” Richard asked, looking a little concerned.

  Maya nodded, knowing he’d be the one concerned about that. She pointed at the differently-shaped, pretty glass tubes in the padded case.

  “Yes, all over, even between my legs. You have to make sure to maintain full contact though. I do not like having my pussy shocked.” She made crackling contact with Richard, who never moved a muscle. After a moment he groaned and his eyelids slid closed as she caressed his chest slowly then worked her hand down over his abdomen. She slid her hand up behind his neck and pulled him down for a wet, tingling kiss.

  He sighed deeply and whispered, “Baby.”

  “Good?”

  “Yeah. I like it. A lot.”

  “I thought you might. Who wants to undo their fly for me?”

  Belts and denims hit the tile floor with a clanking echo.

  * * * *

  Two hours later, Kendall was still feeling a satisfied tingle in his cock as they helped Maya pack up the rest of her valuables and necessities.

  “Babydoll, where are your car keys? We’ll pull the car out of the garage.”

  Maya brought a set of car keys to him. Boone and Richard followed him as he went through the kitchen to the garage door.

  Kendall hit the light and Boone whistled appreciatively. “That is a fine automobile.”

  Kendall pressed the garage door opener remote, and more light spilled into the neat garage interior which was currently occupied by Maya’s silver Cadillac CTS Coupe.

  Boone held out his hand and said, “Rock, paper, scissors?”

  Richard rolled his eyes. “What? Are we nine years old again?”

  Boone replied nonchalantly, “Fine, I’ll drive it home.”

  Kendall laughed when Richard said, “Wait, I didn’t say I didn’t want to drive it.”

  Maya found them a few minutes later, right as Boone beat Richard in an arm wrestling match, which felt much more manly to be caught participating in than rock, paper, scissors would have been.

  Her laughter at their silly antics was cut off by an angry voice echoing through the large garage. “Maya! What the hell is going on here?”

  Maya was startled, and the four of them turned to find Frank Reeves standing in the garage door opening. Kendall had a fleeting, yet satisfying image of the door collapsing on him.

  “Frank—”

  “I said what the hell is going on here?” Reeves’s ruddy face was splotchy with anger, and Kendall and his brothers responded as a unit, forming a wall between her and Frank as he walked into the garage uninvited.

  Maya patted Kendall’s shoulder and said, “Let me talk to him.” She didn’t sound thrilled that Frank was there, and Kendall was reluctant to give Reeves greater access to her, especially since he had a history of not keeping his hands to himself.

  Maya stepped between the men and walked up to Reeves boldly. “What does it look like, Frank? I’m packing and moving. The house is going on the market.”

  “Where are you going? What the fuck is going on here?”

  Boone growled. “Hold on a second! You’re not going to talk to her like that!” Kendall was counting down until the ass-whooping started.

  Maya held a conciliatory hand to stop them and looked up at Frank as she put her hands on her hips and adopted an “I’m not taking any shit from you” posture.

  “Frank, I am moving on with my life. I think you should do the same. You have to stop texting me and e-mailing me. I told you we were through.”

  Frank struck his chest with his thumb and harshly said, “I’m the one who’s been here for you for the last year. I was the one who helped you pick up the pieces. I think you owe me—”

  Kendall would’ve responded to that remark, but Maya beat him to the punch.

  “I owe you nada! I put up with your whining about money and your heavy-handed attempts at romance so you could get to my bank accounts. You were Morgan’s friend, and I hoped you’d get over it and move on. Don’t look so surprised, Frank. I know about your difficulties with your ‘bill collectors.’” She even used air quotes around the last two words.

  Frank’s face turned an ugly shade of red, and Kendall moved closer so he could put some distance between Frank and Maya if need be.

  “Maya, you and I belong together, I love you and—”

  Maya held up a hand and cut him off. “You love the zeroes in my bank account, Frank. Maybe you cared about me in some way, but you’re too pushy and demanding.” In a milder tone she said, “I’m moving on and I want you to do the same.”

  Kendall noted Boone and Richard both let out a muted sigh of relief when Maya stepped back over to them. Reeves didn’t look like a man with a broken heart. He looked ready to kill someone.

  “Maya, you’re making a big mistake.” There was no pleading in his tone. It sent a cold chill down Kendall’s spine.

  “No, Frank. You’ve made a mistake. Go home and cool off. We’re done.”

  “You’re going to regret this.”

  Clearly unable to let the veiled threat pass, Boone stepped up and said, “Mister, you’re going to be the one with regrets if you don’t do as the lady asked.” Boone looked ready to kick his ungracefully aging, preppy ass.

  Kendall noted with satisfaction that Maya stalked back through the door leading into the kitchen, punctuating the end of their conversation with her absence.

  Kendall and Richard joined Boone and closed in on Reeves, who cast them an infuriated glance and stalked down the driveway to his Jaguar. He laid a strip of rubber on the white concrete driveway to match the one he’d left the week before on the street out front.

  “Asshole,” Boone said with disgust.

  “He’s not the type to just back off,” Kendall said
. “We haven’t seen the last of him. I wonder who he has after him that he needs Maya’s money so badly.”

  “What was he going to do? Make her marry him?”

  “I don’t know. We need to ask Jack about having Ace and his buddy look into this.”

  Without any further interruptions, her valuables and necessities were loaded into the back of Kendall’s pickup in boxes, along with her full suitcases. The furniture from her playroom was all carefully padded and loaded into the U-Haul trailer they’d brought with them. Boone would be following them, driving Maya’s silver Cadillac. They were putting off the trip to the bank where the safe-deposit box was because the bank was closed on the weekend.

  Maya got into contact with her real estate agent friend and made arrangements to list the house for sale. After that was taken care of, she called several other friends to let them know she was back in town but only temporarily. Several of them banded together and talked her and the men into having an early supper with them before they headed out.

  Maya told her friends she saw no need in hiding her relationship status from them and explained to them her situation. Kendall watched her friends’ faces with enjoyment as they wrapped their minds around her loving three men.

  One of the women, Sheryl, kept glancing at him and his brothers and blushing, while Linna asked Maya if that was common in Divine and might they know of other men looking for a similar arrangement.

  The third friend, Trina, sighed and said, “Lucky wench. You make me sick.”

  It was nine o’clock and they were halfway to Divine when they got a text from Jack. “Call when you get this.”

  * * * *

  Along with the others, Maya watched the grainy video of her and Boone dancing together the previous evening. She glanced at Boone across the marble countertop in the kitchen of the Divine Creek Ranch house. He looked furious. All the men did, but he did in particular. She turned her gaze back to the laptop monitor. The audio was of poor quality with lots of conversation and background noise over the loud music.

  The video had recently been posted to the Divine Morality blog site. There was also a clip of the girls dancing together. It was a violation to be singled out like that, but she couldn’t say she was surprised by it. Realizing she’d forgotten about the note again, she reached into her purse and pulled out the plastic bag.

  “There’s something else you need to know about,” she murmured.

  Grace and her men, and her men looked up at Maya, and she felt a wee bit foolish for forgetting about the note so many times. She laid the bag on the table. The note was open so it could be read without removing it.

  After reading it Grace asked, “When did you get this?”

  “Monday afternoon.” She explained its appearance on her car window and the circumstances surrounding it. “I forgot all about it, until Wednesday night. Kendall, I was going to give it to you Thursday morning because I didn’t want to ruin our evening out. The guys got home and I forgot again.”

  Kendall put his hand over hers in a reassuring gesture which told her she must’ve looked embarrassed for forgetting such an important piece of information.

  Jack said, “It’s a good thing Ace and Kemp are back in town. The blog is in serious infringement of libel laws. They’re using the girls’ names, and now ours as well, and putting a really dark slant on what’s in the videos. They make it sound like y’all were inciting a riot or an orgy or something. I’m not happy at all that whoever had the camera was that close to Grace and the others. They even promise to add more videos down the road.”

  “That’s our opportunity, then,” Ethan murmured, his arms around Grace’s shoulders as she stood with him. “We’ll plan an event at the club and advertise it. It’ll draw this person, or persons, out and perhaps we can catch them at it.”

  “But it’s not against the law to shoot videos,” Grace replied. “People do it all the time.”

  Ethan replied, “It’ll link them to the blog. Then at least we’ll know who is behind it. We could let Ace and Kemp deal with it from there. That’s their specialty.”

  Maya noticed that Ethan’s response seemed to satisfy Grace, and she wondered what this Ace and Kemp were like. Mobster types?

  They said goodnight and continued down the driveway to the foreman’s house and decided to wait until morning to unload everything, since it was after midnight.

  Even after such a long day, Maya was surprised she was unable to fall asleep. She tossed and turned until Boone wrapped his arm around her and drew her back against his chest. He whispered in her ear, “I’ll bet I know what would help you sleep.”

  Chapter Twenty-four

  Maya gave a long, quiet moan of delight and pressed her ass against the hot erection developing between them. Boone groaned, and the sound sent a rivulet of desire straight to her pussy. Richard and Kendall stirred with her movement and sounds, and both of them reached out for her.

  Richard languorously took a peaked nipple in his mouth, which sent a bolt of sensation straight to her clit as Kendall asked, “Can’t sleep, babydoll?”

  “No. Too much on my mind.”

  “I think Maya needs distraction,” Boone said before nipping at her earlobe, which sent a flurry of shivers down her spine and made her hips flex against him. The movement pressed her ass against his cock again, and her juices leaked from her slit. His cock slid through them, which he must not have expected because he groaned and thrust against her. “You’re wet, aren’t you, baby?”

  Maya nodded and wiggled against him while at the same time she pressed her breast against Richard’s warm, suckling mouth.

  The image they made must be hotter than hell, which brought to mind the image she’d seen on the video clip earlier. Why would someone do that? Seek to hurt other people that way, in the name of morality or religion?

  “You’re thinking again, Maya,” Boone whispered in her ear.

  “Sorry.”

  Richard released her nipple and switched to the other one as his hand strayed over her hip. She faced him, and his callused fingertips stroked through her copiously wet cunt. One fingertip unerringly found her clit and strummed it. His touch was so gentle and such a nice counterpoint to the man demanding attention behind her.

  Even though they’d been sound asleep after a strenuous day and long drive, they now gave her their love. Happiness oozed from her pores at the attention and devotion they paid to her. A week and a half was all it had taken for them to come together so beautifully. She hoped that blog didn’t ruin everything and wondered again about the two mysterious men, Ace and Kemp, that everyone kept talking about. They were spoken about as though they could handle any situation.

  She was startled by a stinging pop on her ass but sighed at the blooming heat that followed. Boone said, “You’re still distracted. I’ll be right back.”

  Maya missed his heat behind her and watched as he went into her bathroom and returned with a package that she couldn’t identify in the dark.

  “Maya needs a little ‘something extra’ tonight. Since we didn’t unload her stuff before coming to bed, we’re going to improvise.”

  Her pussy clenched at the steely edge to his voice and wondered what he was up to as she heard cardboard packaging rip open. Kendall removed condoms from the bedside table drawer and tossed them on the bed with the lubricant.

  The whole time, Richard was relentless with his fingers and mouth, content to let the others handle the specifics of whatever this improvisation entailed.

  Boone said, “Maya, Kendall’s cock looks really hard. I’ll bet he’d love to feel your hot little mouth on him right now.”

  Maya smiled up at Kendall in the light cast by the moon through the window and opened her lips as he held his cock for her to lick and suckle. Her body reacted to his groan of pleasure, sending another rush of moisture to wet Richard’s fingers.

  She loved the way Kendall tasted, manly but clean from his recent shower, and she sucked him down. Her hips found a rhythm of th
eir own, moving on Richard’s caressing fingers, and she knew if he kept it up she’d come just from his touch.

  She was vaguely aware of Boone sheathing his cock in a condom before he tilted her onto her back. Richard shifted and never lost her nipple as his fingers shifted upward and he played with the other one. Her breasts felt engorged at his persistent attention, but she missed his finger at her pussy.

  Or at least she did until Boone’s hot mouth lapped in lazy, wet strokes, flicking her clit with the tip of his tongue before delving into her opening. She stroked a hand over Kendall’s abdomen as he knelt beside her and enjoyed her loving attention. He hardened further and thrust in counterpoint to her rhythm as a groan escaped from his throat. She teased the underside of his head with the tip of her tongue and gradually allowed the suction to build around his cock with each tug of her wet mouth.

  “I’m going to come soon, babydoll. Get ready.”

  Kendall’s thrusts became more urgent, and she suckled vigorously until he froze and groaned, his cum pouring in hot streams into her mouth. She swallowed and he cried out, holding her head gently at the nape as each pulse was followed by another. She swallowed every drop before releasing him.

  Kendall hummed in bliss and slid his fingers over her cheekbone in a loving caress. “I love you so much, Maya.”

  She sighed in nonverbal affirmation. She loved him, too.

  Maya heard a small pop and a high-pitched whirring sound and squealed a bit when Boone suckled at her clit then flicked it with his tongue several times. She gripped Richard’s shoulders in anticipation as he pressed her fully to her back now that Kendall was finished.