Obsession (Endurance)

by McClendon, Shayne

  Not a better idea since her ten-year-old twin brothers were far more reckless than Katie ever was. Cam’s eyes went huge and he charged after her.

  We lovingly referred to the younger set of Hydes as the Demon Twins and always wondered what trouble they’d get into next. They were the spitting image of their fathers and already close to my height. Monroe was older by a couple of minutes and orchestrated the most diabolical plans possible. Marshall was quieter but even more cunning at pleading their case when they were caught.

  I didn’t know which of my men planted the seed in my womb and it didn’t matter to any of us. My parents insisted I marry “Jay Hyde” to give my children legitimacy – which I did. They adopted Katie on her first birthday.

  Mom and Dad were almost eighty and I stressed daily about losing them. Their grandchildren were the light of their lives and I think the infusion of devilry kept them young.

  A few years ago, Bianca and Fiaaz had finally come out about their relationship and married in a quiet ceremony in the back garden. Padme and Si lived in the same room but felt no need to marry.

  Robyn was involved with the two men Hyde had trained to back them up.

  After their first “date” she’d cornered me in the upstairs hallway and whispered, “I totally get it now.” It had taken a long time to calm my laughter.

  She trained Katie every single day and the Hydes trained our sons. Some days I worried they’d use their training to try to take over the world but then they’d cry quietly while watching My Dog Skip and I knew everything was going to be fine.

  As the ruckus faded, I stared at my men. They’d recently turned fifty and looked incredible. They weren’t as hard as they’d once been and their blond hair was shot through with silver. I was pushing forty and no longer as toned as I’d been either. I colored the silver in my hair and applied moisturizer like a lunatic to stop as many lines on my face as I could.

  I still felt the stirring in my abdomen every time they looked at me like I hung the moon. I wanted to pet them all the time.

  Jordan reached back, closed the door, and twisted the lock. They crossed the room unconsciously in sync.

  Jonas pulled out my desk chair and sank to his knees in front of me. I smiled, my hand ruffling through his hair. He didn’t take his eyes from mine as he pushed my sundress up my thighs and lifted one leg over the arm of the chair. I watched as he pulled my panties aside and lowered his mouth to my already wet folds.

  My head dropped back on the chair and Jordan stroked my cheek with one hand as the other pulled his cock from his slacks. I sucked it deep and he groaned. “Ellie, your mouth, baby. Feels so fucking good.”

  I hummed around the length and felt his palm circle the back of my neck. He gently held my head still as he stroked slowly in and out of my mouth. I sucked, trying to focus as Jonas ate my pussy.

  Neither of them were in any hurry but I couldn’t hold back my own orgasm as two fingers stroked deep inside me. They lifted me from my chair and cleared the desk to lay me across it. I was naked but they were still dressed and they knew what that did to me.

  Jordan sat in my chair and took over worshipping my pussy while Jonas stood on the other side of the desk and thrust into my mouth. He leaned over to suck and toy with my nipples. “Every inch of you tastes so good, Ellie. Little cherry nipples.” I moaned around his cock as he nibbled me and he hissed. “Your mouth is so hot. I love when you suck me.”

  They had grown more vocal over the years and I knew they’d been worried about offending me. I loved it when they talked dirty and it worked now to push my second climax up and out. As it shot through my body, my body arched and I moved to play with Jonas’s balls, earning a hard suck of my nipple in return.

  With a low growl, his thrusts slowed and he pulled back. “I’m not coming in your mouth this time, baby. I want your ass.” They brought me down and Jordan sat back in the chair. They lifted me over his lap, my legs over the arms.

  “You’re so deep like this, Jordan.”

  “I love when you have no choice but to enjoy the ride, baby.” I grasped the back of the chair as Jonas stepped behind me. His cock was cool and slick with the lube from my desk drawer.

  Lengthy preparation was fun but no longer as necessary as it had been in the beginning. They took my ass regularly so there was no longer any pain.

  Jonas pressed inside carefully, rocking back and forth until he was buried to the hilt. He whispered at my ear, “You have the sweetest ass, Ellie. I never want to leave it.”

  “Then take it hard, baby. Help me make it until bedtime.”

  They grabbed my shoulders and my hips and started to move. I was so open, dead weight, and they took their time, drawing their orgasms out as they slammed me into one after another.

  I was still gasping for breath from my last one when they braced me between them and fucked me hard. Driving into my body at the same time until I was incoherent with my need to come.

  Jordan kissed a line up my neck and over my jaw. “You ready to explode, baby?” I nodded, unable to speak. “That’s good. You come all over my dick while I empty my balls inside the warmest, slickest pussy in the world.” I started to shake and they went still harder.

  “Ellie…oh god…I’m going to soak your fine ass.” I collapsed limply over Jordan as they thrust, hot semen filling me, warming me, driving me crazy in the midst of an orgasm that didn’t stop.

  I don’t remember passing out but was stretched out on my office sofa between them when I opened my eyes.

  “There you are. Nice nap, sweetheart?”

  I grinned up at Jonas. “You fucked me stupid.”

  They laughed and Jordan said, “Funny. You always fuck me brilliant.”

  “I can’t get enough. I can never get enough of you both touching me. Wanting me. I’m obsessed. Even after all this time.”

  They slid to the floor beside me and stroked over my still-naked body. “May your obsession never, ever fade, Ellie. I know for a fact, ours never will.”

  Then my men took me up one more time and it was better than the roller coaster at the fair, all those years ago when I’d realized how much I loved Hyde.

  One of them whispered, “Hang on, Ellie.”

  Then the drop came and I closed my eyes with my hands over my head. This time when I wished it could go on forever…it did.

  For more hot, emotional reads by Shayne McClendon, check out The Great Outdoors series.

  Permission to Come Aboard

  The Great Outdoors – Novella #1

  Shayne McClendon

  When the Harding twins book a group of ex-military men on their deep-sea fishing charter, they never expect to find the two men in all the world willing to understand them, prepared to love them through their pasts.

  Charter captain Dakota Harding has been damaged for most of her life. She refuses to let down her guard and is only close to her brothers as a result. When Gunner Cain steps on her boat with his friends he manages to pierce that tough outer shell and cause a ripple effect throughout her entire life.

  Chaz Harding has made it his life's work to protect his siblings and after a violent lesson in the evil men can do when faced with someone different, he has withdrawn behind a wall of self-imposed isolation. Shawn Clay shows him that some risks are worth taking and some loves are worth fighting for...no matter how hard it can be.

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  Special Delivery

  The Great Outdoors – Novella #2

  Shayne McClendon

  When Spencer meets the woman of his dreams while delivering packages on his bike, he never imagines himself becoming her muse. At 5'7" the last thing he thinks a woman will consider is his looks.

  Shania takes one look at Spencer and her creative side assumes all control. Unable to stop sketching him, painting him, sculpting him - she soon begins to see him as far more than her artistic inspiration.

  Love...real love...can take you places you never thought to go.

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  A Sunny Heart

  The Great Outdoors – Novella #3

  Shayne McClendon

  When Addison Hauser gives her heart to her best friend at fifteen, she never expects him to disappear with it. Working the ranch and caring for her alcoholic father after tragedy strikes, she doesn’t have much time to dwell on the hole he left.

  Twelve years later, Mack returns to claim her and is reminded why bullies ran from his best friend when she was seven. It isn’t going to be easy to get back in her good graces.

  He’s willing to do the work…if he can just keep her from shooting him.

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  Embrace the Wild

  The Great Outdoors – Novella #4

  Shayne McClendon

  When Gina Kahfke takes Knox Simon’s survival course in the mountains of Montana, he finds himself curious about her story. She says she’s a teacher from California but some things just don’t add up. Then she rents the secluded cabin owned by his best friend, forest ranger Wade Overly, and both men are openly shocked at her plans to remain in complete isolation for two years – supposedly to write a book.

  The more they get to know her, the more they want her, and when her secrets are accidentally revealed, they wonder if they will ever have the chance to give her the love she so desperately deserves.

  Sometimes, the best choice…is not to choose at all.

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  No Doubts

  A short story by Shayne McClendon

  Antonia answered her cell on the first ring, thinking it could be Devin. “Toni Hyatt.”

  There was a long pause and Toni glanced at her cell to determine the caller. It wasn’t Devin. She thought she might know who it was but, as she’d learned during debate in college, she remained silent. It was usually the position of power.

  “Toni. How cute.”

  Yup. Exactly who she thought it was. Still, she said nothing.

  “So, I hear you and my husband are quite the pair.”

  Unable to prevent her natural tendency to laugh, Toni did so but still did not verbally respond.

  “Obviously a half-wit. Charming. Do you speak at all or are the reports of your brilliance and charisma as overrated as I think they are?”

  Another chuckle escaped before she could stop it, then Toni replied, “This must be the intelligent, mature, creative genius Devin calls his ex-wife. What a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Emma. I did wonder if we ever would. How can I assist you?”

  Paying for her coffee, Toni tipped the barista and stepped out into the gorgeous panorama that had been her first reason to love Seattle. Devin had been the second. She walked casually, sipping her coffee and waiting for the other woman to speak. There was no rush. She worked from home and had only come out for a coffee from her favorite place. Occasionally, she murmured good morning or excuse me to a fellow pedestrian but other than that, remained silent. It wouldn’t be hard for her to play this game all day.

  “I still love him.”

  Toni moved to the park across from her townhouse and sat on the wide stone wall that surrounded it. By the time she was settled, the shock of the other woman's statement had dulled. “I see.”

  “Do you?”

  Taking another sip of Caffe Vita’s finest, Toni once again held her tongue. There was a funeral taking place at the Catholic church down the street and she itched to take out her camera. She’d never invade the mourner’s privacy but shots that blurred their faces done in black and white would be very moving.

  “Jesus Christ. Aren’t you going to speak?”

  “You called me. I assume that means you have things to say.” Simply a statement, no sarcasm or snarkiness intended…at least, not much.

  “How old are you anyway?” Now that contained some snark.

  “How old are you, Emma?” Toni asked without rancor. She could almost hear the other woman’s teeth grinding. “If it helps, I know your age. We’re less than a year apart.”

  “You…what?”

  “Did you think I was a twenty-something gold-digger? I’m sorry to disappoint you. I even have stretch marks from giving birth to my kids – they’re grown now and off to college.” Contemplating where her darlings probably were right then had Toni zoning out on something positive to maintain her balance but the other woman’s next words brought her back to the moment.

  “Why are you being so calm?”

  “I’m calm because I am rarely not calm. I met Devin years after you left and returned multiple times. Years after that behavior finally resulted in divorce. You haven’t lived together. You still work together – congratulations on the new book, by the way – which seems to be going well. I have no animosity toward you nor do I need Devin to choose between his relationship with me and the one he maintains with you. Truly, why did you call?”

  A sigh followed by, “I’m missing all the things about him that used to drive me crazy.”

  Toni allowed this information to process before replying, “Hmm. That seems to be a pattern in your history with Devin.” Taking another sip of coffee, she added, “This is a conversation you should be having with him, don’t you think?”

  “You want me to tell Devin I still love him?”

  Toni shrugged even though the other woman couldn’t see it, “I don’t really know what you should tell Devin but it seems that any conversations regarding your feelings for him should be discussed with him not me. It’s none of my business. Should he choose to go back to you, Emma…I will survive it. Until a few months ago, I’d lived my entire life without him. It wouldn’t be without substantial pain but I’ve endured quite a lot – I know I can handle it. I don’t own him…he deserves what will make him happiest and you two share a lot of history.”

  She hopped off the wall and crossed back to her townhouse. “Now, I need to get to work but I’m glad we’ve finally spoken. It makes things less awkward, wouldn’t you agree?”

  Unlocking her front door, Toni put her things down on the table as Emma replied, “I suppose. Yes, it does.” A small hesitation then, “I’m sorry I called you a half-wit.”

  “I’m sorry I didn’t give you the fight you were hoping for.” They said goodbye and Toni walked to the kitchen, her hands on the counter as she stared into her small back garden.

  She wanted to cry but she didn’t. She often wished she were dramatic but she wasn’t.

  Whatever choice Devin made would not change the life she’d made for herself but if he chose to return to his ex-wife, he would take one of the happiest parts of it away. Never again would she settle and she didn’t want him to settle either.

  Shaking her head, she got to work on the website she was designing for a new environmental action group. She let the work take her mind off of her earlier conversation and the morning passed quickly into afternoon. Taking a short break, she left her top floor office and made her way down to the kitchen.

  She was contemplating what to make when the sound of her front door slamming made her jump. Peering down the hallway, she watched as Devin headed her way.

  Without a word, he dropped his mouth over hers and kissed her until she couldn’t breathe. Only then did she realize he’d unbuttoned most of her shirt and was in the process of working her jeans over her ass. He broke the kiss and turned her to face the island, pressing her palms to the surface.

  One hand cupped her breast as the other slid beneath her panties. Wet for him the moment she’d realized who was in her house, Toni moaned softly. Her boots prevented her clothes from coming off so Devin simply shoved the panties down with her jeans, leaving them at her hips.

  There was the sound of a zipper and then he was pressing into her, holding her trapped against the island as he worked his way deep. The head of his cock bumped her womb and he stilled. Both of them were breathing hard, his every exhale ruffling the hair at the back of her neck.

  “Never. Again. Do you hear me, Toni? Never again will my ex-wife play mind games with you
. Never again will she make you doubt what I feel for you. Tell me you understand, Antonia.”

  It was too much after the emotional turmoil she’d been in hours before. To her complete mortification, Toni burst into tears.

  “Baby…no, Toni. Don’t cry. Please don’t cry.” His lips kissed behind her ear and she felt him tugging her shirt down her arms. “Sometimes you are too good, Toni. That woman had so many chances with me…she doesn’t get any more…especially not your chance.”

  He cupped her face and pulled it to the side, kissing her again and stopping her tears. When he pulled away enough to see her, his dark eyes held hers without speaking for a long time. “I’ve waited so long for you. I would never step aside willingly for your ex and you aren’t going to do it for mine.” His thumb wiped her tears.

  “Don’t you see, Toni? She only wants me when someone else has me and within months she’s gone again. In you, she sees the end of any opportunities now or in the future and she panicked. What will she do without me as a fallback plan? She’ll have to live with the choices she’s made.” His expression turned firm, “But she has nothing – not one thing ever – to do with our choices, Toni. I belong to you. You belong to me. I think you need to be reminded.”

  The feel of his cock as he started to thrust had her whispering his name. Everything about him affected her – his voice, his intelligence, his personality, his sexuality – until she wanted to crawl inside him and stay forever. He held her hard, his arms crossed over her body as he powered deep with every stroke.

  She began the tightening that signaled her pending climax and he growled, “Yes, Toni. Come for me. Let me feel you.” She did, knowing if he hadn’t held her she would have slid to the floor. It seemed to go on and on as he moved faster and faster, never pausing to let her recover. “Give me another one, baby. Mark me again and I’ll mark you. Mine all mine. I love you. God I just fucking love you, Antonia.”

  Toni came and screamed his name, her own name was shouted back to her as he flooded her with jets of warm seed. “Your mind, your heart, your body are home to me, Toni. I don’t want to live anywhere else. That was my past…you are my future.”