Dania's Destiny (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

by Dace Everan

  Link peeked into the room. Dania was snuggled in the middle of their bed, no longer sobbing. He closed the door till only a crack remained. He returned downstairs and joined Tank on the back deck. “She needed to hear it all,” he offered. He knew Tank hurt at having scared Dania like he had.

  Tank grunted, taking a swig of his beer. “Pisses me off that she had been threatened at work and we’re just finding out… shit, she should have come to us, Link,” he uttered.

  Link ran his hand down the length of Tank’s back. “Yes, I agree.” His body hugged Tank. He placed a hand over his heart. “We need to find out more.”

  Tank nodded. “I handed everything over. They’re working on it,” he assured. He hoped to fuck they were working on it. He understood how things got piled up. But this was huge. They would be on it, he was sure of it.

  Link rested his cheek against Tank’s back. “I’ll get off early, pick her up from work so she doesn’t have to walk.”

  Tank grunted. He should be the one to do that. Shit, he got off earlier normally.

  Link interlocked his fingers with Tank’s. “You can’t be everywhere, babes,” he hummed.

  Tank nodded. He knew that, he just wanted to be. “Maybe we can talk to Keenan and see if he can bring her home?” Shit, he didn’t know. All he knew was if they started showing up to pick her up from work she would resent them.

  Link nodded. “I’ll arrange a lunch with him and make arrangements… I don’t know if it will work?”

  Tank nodded. After hearing how frigid the man was he had his doubts too. “Fuck… maybe if we get her her own wheels?”

  Link shook his head. “He could get her while she’s getting into the car.”

  Tank furrowed his brow. “What if we get her a motorcycle? Dan would make sure she had her helmet on before she left the shop. He could escort her out? Shit, he has cameras all over that place. She could just hop on and drive away.”

  Link sighed, thumb stroking Tank’s chest. “We’ll ask her what she thinks of motorcycles,” he decided. If it meant Dania getting home more quickly and not being on foot alone he would go for it.

  * * * *

  Dania stared at the crotch rocket of a machine. Her gaze darted to Link then Tank. “You two actually want me to get on that and ride it?” she uttered.

  Tank nodded.

  Link offered an unamused look. She would soon have no choice.

  Dania shook her head. “That thing is bigger than me,” she uttered, stepping toward it. She tried to get on, straddling the seat and hoping to God she could keep her balance.

  “That alone is worth the money,” Link hummed next to Tank.

  Tank nodded, smile coming to his lips. Their little Tiny straddling the machine, legs bent and rounded ass hugged by her jeans, her pink panties peeking out. Shit, he would have to get her one of those riding suites. Sexy came to mind.

  Dania looked at the two. “You guys aren’t listening to me,” she whined.

  Link stepped forward, clearing his thoughts. “Yes we are. We want you safe and we know you would be pissed if we came to get you every day. So we did the next best thing.”

  Dania sighed, looking at the two, then the bike. “You guys know I don’t like bikes,” she mumbled. They’d talked about it the week before and she had simply said nope.

  Tank raised a brow. “Since when do you not like bikes?” he grumbled. So what if she said no last week, surely she had been joking.

  Dania slid from the machine. “They aren’t safe,” she argued.

  Tank clenched his fists. Everything the last week had been an argument with them. It didn’t matter what it was. Everything was not fair, not safe, not to her liking, and he and Link were wrong about everything!

  Link released a breath. “Dania, you need a ride. Unless you want us picking you up you need to figure something out.”

  Dania looked at the two men. She wanted them to pick her up. She was safe with them. She grunted, turned on her heel, and walked away.

  Tank grunted. “Well that went fucking great,” he grumbled.

  Link rubbed his thick shoulder. “I’ll take her for a spin later,” he offered. Maybe she would feel better once she got the feel of it under her.

  Tank nodded. Good, he hated to admit it, but he was sure he was way too big for the little bike.

  Dania stormed to her room. She couldn’t believe they had gotten her a friggen crotch rocket! She grunted, slamming her door. She could just stay home all day and they wouldn’t have to worry about her at all! Oh wait, they would have to get her a babysitter, can’t leave Tiny at home all alone!

  She threw herself onto the bed and groaned into the pillow. Maybe she should just return to that big house she had come from and tell them they couldn’t be doing this to her! Let them know she’s all grown up and they owe that man and not her! She rolled her eyes. That was just stupid. Tank would kill her… then Link would after he brought her back to life.

  “You need to come to our room, Tiny… Your bed is way too tiny for the two of us to snuggle with you.” Tank voiced from the door way.

  Dania shook her head, holding the pillow tighter.

  She squealed when his big hands scooped her up and hauled her over his shoulder. “Tank…! I’m trying to have alone time!” she squealed.

  Tank patted her bottom. “You know you still owe me like two spankings right.”

  Her whole body stiffened. “I owe you nothing of the sort!”

  Tank laughed, rubbing her little ass. “Here I’ll warm you up if you like. You should know better than to keep secrets from me and Link. We love you, Dania.”

  Dania clenched her legs together. Tank was touching her ass and it was doing wondrous things to her pussy. She grasped the back of his shirt and held on. Did Tank just say he loved her? It didn’t sound like the normal I love you but a different I love you.

  Tank put her down across Link’s lap. “I was just telling Dania that she owes me spankings,” he grumbled, rounding the bed.

  Dania shook her head, looking over her shoulder at Link. “You can’t spank me! I’m not a child,” she argued. There was no way they were spanking her! What crazy person would actually enjoy this treatment?

  Link’s smile was near devious. His hand now rubbed her bottom. “Ah, but you have been acting like a child so I do believe Tank is right, very fitting for the situation.”

  Dania shook her head. Butt clenching under Link’s hand. If she tensed she wouldn’t feel it as bad, right?

  “Ah you don’t want to do that. It will make it worse.” He placed a hand on the small of her back and rubbed his other hand over her ass. A finger slid along the crease of her jeans.

  Her eyes widened. Link should not be touching her there!

  Tank chuckled. “Should see her eyes, Link,” he hummed, crouching, his finger tucking under her chin to make her look at him. His lips crossed hers and she stopped breathing.

  Her gaze glued to Tank’s as Link caressed her ass and the back of her thighs. Her mind was a blank and she was sure her heart was ready to leap from her throbbing chest.

  “Deeper,” Link whispered.

  Tank pressed his lips closer and Dania’s eyes slowly closed as Tank coaxed her lips open, his tongue swept through her mouth.

  Dania moaned and arched to him. More, she wanted more. His musky taste exploded on her tongue and oh how good he tasted.

  “Get ready,” Link whispered.

  His words faintly registered in her thoughts. Tank’s warm mouth devoured hers. Her pussy dripped.

  Smack!

  She near careened off Link’s lap except the ass who just smacked her ass held her down.

  “You will count these for me, Dania. We have decided twelve for keeping secrets. If you don’t count I will be adding five more for every one you miss,” he threatened.

  Dania shook her head. Disbelief reared through her. Link just spanked her! She released a huff of breath, her ass stinging. She glared at Tank for distracting her and giving Link
the opportunity to spank her like that.

  Tank held her jaw in place. “This is when you say yes, Sir or yes, Link,” he supplied.

  Dania looked at him with outrage.

  Tank grinned. “He and I could switch places. I do like the thought of spanking your ass.”

  Dania shook her head. He had bigger hands! They would hurt more.

  Link smiled. She should have opted for Tank. He would have been easier on her. She squirmed and Link held her steady. “Count, Dania,” he ordered.

  Dania huffed at the slap on her right butt cheek. “Two!” she growled.

  Tank chuckled. “Nope that would be one for you, Tiny,” he corrected.

  Dania grunted. “One…” she grumbled, grasping his pant leg in tight fists.

  Link swatted her again.

  “Two.”

  “Three.”

  “Four,” she strained and held her breath.

  “Breathe, little one,” Link hummed, rubbing her bottom.

  Dania let out a ragged breath. “Five.” Her body jolted forward from the force of that one.

  Tank held her hand and Link continued his assault. By ten she was panting.

  “Eleven,” she whispered, body feeling like a limp noodle. What in the hell was happening to her? Her ass throbbed. She was sure she could feel sweat on her shoulders, but she felt so exhausted, so safe and warm.

  Link gave the final swat and she shivered.

  “Twelve,” she hummed, her body a dead weight over his lap.

  Link smiled. “There we go… all better,” he hummed, rubbing her heated bottom. “Next time we take the pants off, Dania.”

  If she could she would have hopped up and stripped right then and there for him. She tried in vain to lift her head only to huff out an exhausted breath and sink further into his lap.

  Link lifted her and straddled her in his lap, her forehead banging into his shoulder.

  Dania groaned, daring to look at him.

  He ran a finger along her jaw. “Better?” he asked.

  She nodded. “Thank you,” she whispered, not sure what she was thanking him for. Motherfucker just spanked her ass and she was sure it was a screaming red. It felt that way.

  Tank smirked, kneeling behind and her mashing her between the two. He nuzzled her neck.

  Dania shivered at the heat engulfing her. Waves of desire surged through her as Tank’s hands floated up her sides.

  “Kiss Link, Dania,” he ordered.

  Dania licked her lips and her gaze fell on Link’s lips. How many times she had pictured kissing his lips. She leaned forward and pressed her lips to his.

  His tongue swept into her mouth and swirled around hers. She moaned into his mouth and a squeak escaped her as Tank’s hands cupped her tiny breasts.

  Link grasped her hips, grinding her pussy against his hard cock already weeping to get inside of her. He deepened their kiss.

  Tank laid kisses along her neck, her cheek, and before she knew it Tank and Link were kissing passionately, their big hands roaming all over her.

  Chapter Thirteen

  Dania stared in awe as their mouths devoured each other. Their bodies mashed her between them and she jolted to life. She whimpered at the feel of Tank’s erection against her backside and Link’s pressed against her pussy.

  They parted breathless and turned their attention to her. Tank’s hands slipped beneath her shirt and his warm hands branded her soft flesh.

  Link cupped her face. “We need you to be honest with us, Dania.” he started, thumb caressing her pouty lower lip. “You and Keenan…?”

  Dania shook her head before he got anymore out. “We aren’t dating. We’re just friends,” she mumbled in a rush. Link and Tank were both loyal people and she knew that. They would never continue what they were doing if she and Keenan were a couple. Shit, she wouldn’t if they were.

  Tank nipped her neck and it sent a jolt of pleasure through her.

  Link studied her. “Do you want to continue?”

  Dania nodded. She wanted nothing more than for them to continue what they were doing.

  Link smiled, giving a slight nod. He watched as Tank tugged at her shirt, as she lifted her arms giving him leeway to remove it. “This isn’t just a fling, Dania… You will belong with us,” he whispered against her lips.

  Dania’s eyes closed at the caress of his lips. She nodded, not sure if her voice would work for her.

  Tank’s large hand grazed over her breasts, bringing her already aching nipples to a tighter knot. She arched, her gaze meeting Link’s. Tank pinched and a moan escaped her and her eyes fluttered closed.

  Link glanced at Tank. He hoped they knew what they were doing. He tapped her thigh. “Stand, Dania,” he ordered, Tank already in the motion of lifting her to her feet.

  She watched as Link’s hands easily undid her pants as both of them tugged them down. She stepped out of one pant leg, Tank offering her balance. She chewed her lower lip nervously as Link gazed at her.

  Tank’s hand warmed her backside, making circular motions. “Turn for Link, Dania… show him his handiwork,” he urged, hands on her hips and already turning her.

  Link smiled. It was a lazy smile. His hand caressed her tiny ass. He leaned forward, kissing each cheek. “Very pretty,” he praised, rubbing his cheek against hers.

  Dania stiffened, how utterly weird to have Link nuzzle her ass. She glanced at the top of Tank’s head. When had he got to his knees?

  Tank dragged his finger along her bare pussy lips. “Shit, Dania…” he hummed, dipping his tongue, delving between puffy lips, and caressing her clit.

  She groaned, hands grasping his shoulders.

  Link chuckled. “I think Tank has too much clothing on… Don’t you agree, Dania?” he asked pulling her down till she knelt between the two of them.

  Dania nodded, her eyes already undressing Tank.

  Link whispered kisses along her neck. “Help him, Dania,” he ordered.

  She reached for his shirt, tugging it from his jeans. He lifted his arms as she pushed his shirt up his muscled torso and she had to stand to pull it from him. She giggled and tossed it aside. Her hands ran over his shoulders, down his muscled chest till she sat back in Link’s lap. Tank’s muscles tightened under her caress. Her eyes were big and round and Tank loved it.

  His gaze met Link’s and his lover had a hunger in his eyes that he loved seeing there.

  “Pants, Dania… you need to associate yourself with Tank’s body,” he hummed.

  Dania looked over her shoulder at Link, confusion in her eyes.

  He placed a kiss on her cheek. “He’s too big for your ass,” he shared.

  Her cheeks flamed. She’d never thought about that part. She assumed only one of them at a time. Could they really be one with her at the same time?

  Tank chuckled, catching her blush. His finger caressed her heated cheek. “So beautiful,” he praised.

  Dania reached for his top button, her breath accelerating. Her gaze darted to his and his green eyes softened. She inhaled a steady breath and fumbled with the remainder of the buttons, very aware of Link’s grip on her hips.

  She shoved his pants down and his thick erection poked out at her. She stared in awe at the thick-veined apparatus. She giggled. Shit, she just called it an apparatus. Her eyes darted to Tank’s, her cheeks flaming that she had giggled. “I… oh God I’m sorry,” she mumbled.

  Link hugged her back against his chest. “Meany, not looking at mine, you’ll burst out in friggen laughter,” he growled.

  Dania shook her head. “No, I was thinking! I called it an apparatus!” she defended herself.

  Tank chuckled, washing his hands down his face. “Silly Dania…”

  She blushed and reached for his dick, her hand barely circling him. . Her eyes went wide and her imagination flew. Was he going to fit in her? That was a lot of flesh. She looked at him.

  Tank offered a soft smile.

  Link reached out and his hand guided hers along Tank’s th
ick shaft. Thumb grazing over his tip, circling. Tank groaned.

  Dania looked at him. His eyes were heavy lidded and his mouth open just slightly. His chest rose and fell. She leaned closer and kissed him. Link guided her hand as her mouth tasted Tank.

  She pulled back and stared at Tank. “You just gave me the awesomest idea for a tattoo!” she uttered. Shit, she was so getting a tattoo of her and him. Tank standing, her legs spread, and his missile of a penis buried deep in her. “Ah shit, Tank!” she uttered.

  No wonder Link called him that. She giggled. Tank was a tank and he had the equipment to pull it off.

  Link chuckled. “Stop thinking, Dania!” he ordered.

  She giggled, shaking her head. “No way, are you friggen kidding me!”

  Tank chuckled, grabbing her by the middle, hauling her up, and flattening her to the bed. “Maybe we should distract her,” he offered, mouth capturing hers in a hungry kiss. The thought of her making a tattoo based on him propelled his want of her even further.

  Link chuckled, tugging Tank’s pants down, the two working with each other to get the pants off.

  Tank held his weight off of her, his mouth tearing away from Dania’s. He gazed into her eyes and smiled. Her legs curled around his waist, her slick pussy brushing against his dick. He glanced over his shoulder at Link. “Eager,” he hummed.

  Link grinned, nodding and tossing his shirt into the growing pile of clothes on the floor.

  Dania glanced over Tank’s broad shoulder and watched Link as he slowly undressed, his eyes on them. “Did Link ever tell you what he did in college, Dania?” Tank asked.

  Dania shook her head. “Learn?” she asked eyes, drinking up every inch of Link.

  Link smirked.

  Tank lay next to her hand, caressing her tummy. “Yes he learned… He was a dancer, too,” he offered.

  Dania looked at Tank, a frown on her face. “Seriously, Link dances?” she uttered. For some odd reason she could not imagine him dancing.

  Link chuckled, crawling on the bed and settling on the other side of her, finger trailing from navel to throat. “Stripper,” he filled in.

  Dania’s eyes widened and her jaw fell open.