The Sextet Presents... Playing in the Raine [A Toy Story] (Siren Publishing Menage Amour)

by Mellanie Szereto

  “How do you know where she lives?”

  “She told me she’s on the planning commission. I looked her up online like any good little stalker. Last name, address, phone number. Now, get your ass in gear and let’s go. We’ll convince her to take a chance with us, that three heads are better than one.” Leave it to Matty to lighten the mood. He was right. They should convince her they could all live happily together ever after.

  Rafe walked to the rug by the front door to slip on his shoes. “I’m ready. Come on, Vince. Nobody’s taking blame, but we are going to see Raine. She’s the one.”

  * * * *

  Flipping on his turn signal, Matt turned onto Iron Creek Road and followed a curve to the right then to the left before hitting the signal again.

  Vince craned his neck, looking out the passenger side window. “How do you know where you’re going?”

  “I drove out here to find her house after looking up her info. Like I said, I’m a good little stalker. And like Rafe said, she’s the one.”

  A laugh came from the backseat. “There’s nothing little about you, Matty.”

  Rafe had a point. At six foot one and a hundred and ninety pounds, he was larger than the average guy. “I have little patience when it comes to going after what I want.”

  Stopping near the garage of the log home, he spent a minute appreciating the generous proportions of the Cape Cod-style house. It blended in with the mature trees in the front and the heavy woods in the back. Bright yellow dandelions dotted the yard. Homey.

  He pulled on the door handle. “Let’s go.”

  Vin and Rafe followed as he strode up the sidewalk to the wide porch. He lifted his finger to the doorbell. Deep breath.

  Ding-dong. Now, the wait.

  Chapter 9

  Blink, blink, blink. The cursor tapped an imaginary foot at Raine, waiting for her to type something—anything—into the message box of her e-mail. What the hell could she say? I thought I could use a younger man for sex, but I’m too chickenshit of getting hurt? Talking to the personal-ad trio, finding out their interests and passions, she’d developed an attachment of sorts to each of them. She liked them all.

  They wanted her to become part of their arrangement. Maybe.

  Vince, I—

  The doorbell rang, sending her pulse racing. Saved by…an annoying solicitor? Women in avoidance mode couldn’t be choosy. She closed her laptop and pushed away from the desk. After her visitor left and a couple glasses of wine, she might dig up the courage to compose a note to Vince.

  She didn’t bother to hurry downstairs to the foyer. The longer she dragged out this interruption, the better. Stopping for a quick sniff of the gardenia bouquet she’d picked up on her way home, she finally reached for the doorknob as the bell rang a second time. I’m coming, I’m coming. With a single turn, she opened the door.

  “You’re not getting rid of us that easily, Raine Michaels.” Matt’s imposing frame should’ve intimidated her, but his shaggy brown hair ruined the effect. That and his surfer attire—orange tank, baggy beige shorts, worn flip-flops. “We like you. A lot. And you should give us a chance to prove it.”

  Rafe stepped forward. “We’d love for you to take a chance with us. We’re ready to risk our relationship for you.”

  Vince hung back. He shoved his hand through his hair and locked eyes with her. “I didn’t mean to scare you off. You’re a very special woman. We think you’re the one we’re meant to share our lives with. Will you let us show you?”

  Her heart hammered in her chest. The vote had been unanimous. They all wanted to see if she fit into their group. She’d thought writing an e-mail to Vince took courage.

  “May we come in?” Matt’s polite question reminded her of what she’d found so appealing about these men.

  She nodded, gesturing for them to enter. “I was just getting myself a glass of wine. Would you like some? Or something else to drink? Which one of you used what I told you about myself to find me?”

  Matt grinned. “That would be me. Hi, Madame President of the Planning Commission.” He leaned in to kiss her cheek as he walked past. “You were easy to find. Nice house. Seems a shame that you live in something this big by yourself. You need a few guys to keep you company.”

  A laugh bubbled up. “Very subtle.”

  “As a freight train.” Rafe kissed her other cheek. “A pleasure to see you again, Raine.” He joined Matt at the entrance to the living room.

  His smile stole her breath for a moment, and her lips turned upward on their own.

  “And I owe you an apology again.” Vince stood before her, those dark brown eyes revealing every bit of his regret. “I’m sorry if I frightened you. I can only imagine how you feel about making love with three men, but I promise we’d never hurt you.”

  They think I’m scared to have sex with them? “That isn’t why I left.” She took his hand in hers, wanting to reassure him, to say what she’d planned to tell him in the e-mail. “I’m afraid of coming to care for you and then you deciding I’m not the right woman after all.”

  “My instincts are telling me you’re the one. Matty says you’re the one, and Rafe said the same thing. We’re willing to take a leap of faith. How can we ever know without trying?”

  He had a point. She needed to conduct one test, though. Lifting her heels off the floor, she raised high enough to touch her lips to his. Warm, soft, and…tingly. Flutters in her belly. Goose bumps on her arms. A shiver down her spine. “Okay.”

  Rafe wanted to jump up and shout his elation. Raine had agreed to take the one-on-one dates to three-on-one loving. After a night of sharing a bed with Matt and Vince, she’d never be able to change her mind, just like Rafe hadn’t. His lovers were the best, in and out of the sack.

  As he reached for Matty’s hand to pull him over to Vince and Raine for a four-way celebration, Matty slipped his hand into Rafe’s. They joined the pair, gathering in a tight circle to share an embrace.

  His dick hardened with the fullness of her breasts pressing against his chest and the curve of her hip beneath his palm. Behind him, Matt’s stiff cock lay nestled between his ass cheeks. By the look on Vince’s face, he’d similarly positioned himself against Raine’s beautiful butt. Time to move this party to her bedroom.

  “Bedroom.” Her breathy whisper made his balls tighten. “Upstairs.”

  They were all on the same wavelength. She’s the one. Moving as a single unit to the steps, they made their way to her bedroom. A king-size bed. Some other furniture, but he was too distracted by the need to have his hands on her bare skin to register the details.

  Matty worked the buttons of her blouse while Vince unzipped her slim skirt. Rafe loosened the tie in her hair, freeing that silky curtain. A skimpy bra barely held the fullness of her shapely tits. He bent to trace the edge of the satin with his tongue, and her nipple popped out.

  That’s an invitation if I’ve ever seen one. Drawing the puckered tip between his lips, he sucked and licked. Her moans encouraged him. What wonderful ways were his lovers pleasuring her?

  He glanced downward to see Vince on his knees with his face buried in her fiery bush. She’s a natural redhead. Matt was focused on the back side of her. The Romeo loved ass—kissing, tonguing, fucking. He was damn good at it, too.

  “Condommms…in the…mmmm…nightstand drawer.” Raine’s husky words almost sent Rafe’s cock spraying cum everywhere.

  “Lube?” Matt’s intentions were clear.

  She moaned again. “Box…under the bed.”

  Reaching behind her, Rafe flicked open her bra, easing it down her arms as he settled his mouth on hers. He brushed his thumbs over her hard nipples, and she slicked her tongue along the seam of his lips. No way could he resist kissing her deeper, tasting her. Smooth, wet, minty. And passionate. She dove inside, skimming his teeth and searching every inch of his mouth until she cried out and shuddered against him. He wanted to look to see what his lovers had done to make her come, but the expression of sheer
joy on her face mesmerized him.

  “So fucking sexy.” He could only agree with Matt’s hoarse comment. “I want my dick inside her for the next orgasm. Time to switch.”

  Sliding his slippery finger from Raine’s ass, Matt licked her juice from Vin’s lips and chin. “Tasty. Tell me, sweetheart, do you play with the toys in the box often? You’ve got quite a collection.”

  “Men don’t always satisfy me. I’ve played with them a lot this week.” Her wicked smile sent his heart into palpitations.

  “If we don’t satisfy you, I’ll buy you the whole damn store.” Crawling on his hands and knees to the nightstand, he retrieved the box of condoms. “Of course, we might decide to try out a few of these contraptions to spice things up.” He stripped off his clothes and rolled the condom on his aching cock, hoping he lasted long enough to make her come again. Shit, he was going to experience pussy with the only woman he’d ever make love to. Lying on the bed, he crooked his finger at her. “Will you ride me, Raine? Then Rafe can fuck that tight rear of yours. His dick feels absolutely amazing. And I bet Vin would love to have you blow him.”

  She straddled him, gliding her dripping cunt up the length of his erection. “Do you like to suck cock, Matt? I’m guessing you enjoy having one in your butt while you do.”

  Joining them on the bed, Vin kissed her. “He gives great blow jobs. The other night I fantasized you were sucking me off while he went down on me. And he’s a whore when it comes to getting his ass fucked.”

  Rafe appeared behind her. “His favorite position is being in the middle, with his dick in Vince and my dick in him.” His hands cradled her gorgeous tits. “Want to nibble one of these beauties, Matty?”

  “Hell, yeah.” He wanted to touch all of her at the same time. Five years had passed since he last copped a feel on a woman. “Lube her some more while I sample the sweets. I doubt she’s used to having a long dong like yours in that luscious hole.” Levering up on his elbows, he swiped his tongue around the rosy-brown circle surrounding her ripe raspberry. “Yum. Vin, let her suck your balls. I’ll have the perfect view.”

  Raine arched into his mouth and moaned. “That feels so good. Front and back. I might come before you’re inside me, Matt. And you, Rafe. Vince, I want to taste you. No more teasing. Please.”

  Vin stood over Matt, his nuts dangling chin level with Raine. She wasted no time sucking one lightly furred ball between her lips. They all groaned. She switched to its twin as Matt dragged his teeth across her pert nipple, gently nipping at the puckered nub. Reaching a hand around her waist, he stuck out his middle finger.

  “Lube me, Rafe.” Cool jelly coated his skin, and he used his free hand to spread Vin’s cheeks. Rubbing over the tight opening, he eased inside to the first knuckle then the second. “Time to suck him, Raine. I have my finger in Vin’s ass. And time to be fucked. Are you ready for three ways of loving, sweetheart?”

  Instead of answering, she slipped her hand between her thighs and guided him home. The slick glide into her body was similar to being inside his lovers, but different, too. Her firm muscles squeezed and pulsed. Rafe slid in next to him, only a thin wall of tissue separating them.

  “Fuck, that feels good.” Every movement brought wonderful friction, against her core, against the dick in her delectable butt. His eyes wanted to close to savor the sensations, but Matt forced them wide to watch her suck and screw Vin with her mouth. Wiggling his finger, he caressed the sweet spot in Vin’s tight hole.

  Each of Raine’s moans rose an octave, her pussy quivering around him. He fought to hold back his orgasm even as his balls constricted. The pressure from Rafe grew. He was close too.

  Vin started panting the way he always did right before he exploded. “Come with us, sweetheart! Now, Raine! God, now!”

  Her body arched, and her scream was muffled by a mouthful of meat and cream. Matt followed her, his load shooting out of his dick and sending him soaring. Rafe shoved against him, yelling his pleasure.

  They’d come as one. If that didn’t convince Raine of the rightness of this foursome, nothing would.

  Chapter 10

  Sated exhaustion pulled Raine toward the fringes of sleep. She didn’t need to open her eyes to know three handsome men lay around her. Their heat encircled her, the scent of sex and male surrounded her, and their love for each other was palpable. Ah, I wish they could stay with me forever. She’d done it. Their generosity in lovemaking had finally made her heart take the plunge. She had no idea how one woman fell hopelessly in love with a trio of wonderful lovers, but she had.

  One question kept her from succumbing to a long nap. Will they still care for me when they find out how old I am? That insecurity just wouldn’t let go. She’d been dumped too many times by men who preferred younger women.

  Feathering touches on her thigh and stomach sent a shiver through her veins. She turned to see which of her lovers wanted her attention. Her eyelids eased upward. Matty grinned at her and linked his fingers with hers. On her other side, Vince’s lazy smile spoke of the same satisfaction her own body knew. He kissed her shoulder. Near her feet, Rafe stretched his arm toward her.

  She offered him her other hand. “Is sex always that amazing for you guys?”

  Vince’s lips traced her collarbone to her neck. “It’s fantastic, but never as good as this time. You made it even better.”

  “Vin was right about what was missing. Not just a woman. The right woman.” Matt gave her hand a gentle squeeze and nuzzled her hair.

  “The one.” Rafe licked a moist trail up her calf. “We’re complete.”

  A whisper tickled her ear on Matt’s side. “Do you like baths, Raine?”

  She swallowed past the lump in her throat. Since when did she get emotional about sex and pillow talk? “Mm-hm.”

  “I’m going to clean up and run a bubble bath for you.” He kissed her cheek as he pushed up from the bed. “I don’t suppose the tub is big enough for all of us?” His question was evidently rhetorical since he sauntered toward the master bath without pausing.

  Wait until he sees. Five, four, three, two, one.

  “Damn! This thing’s as big as a swimming pool!” He’d found her custom-built whirlpool tub. “I think we have time for another round while it fills.”

  Vince laughed. “Told you he’s a whore. I’m pretty sure he’s joking, though. We don’t want to scare you off our first time together.”

  Scared? They had no clue what her greatest fear was—and it wasn’t sex with three men. She rolled her eyes and grinned. “I can keep up with you.”

  “Is that a challenge, lovely lady?” Rafe’s hand glided up the inside of her thigh. “Of course, you do have a rather extensive collection of toys. Lots of practice?”

  A giggle bubbled up from her chest. “Way too much. Who wants to carry me to my bubble bath?”

  “We’ll give Vince the first turn since he suggested the plan. He’s the brains in this trio. Matty’s the brawn.”

  Vince propped himself on one elbow, looking toward Rafe. “And you’re the beauty, with those gorgeous blue eyes and that heart-stopping smile.”

  She watched as they shared a kiss, struck by the openness of their affection for one another and stung by a stab of emptiness. Not jealousy. They’d been part of a two-year relationship. They lived and loved together. None of her attempts to last longer than a couple months with a man had succeeded. Would her time with Vince, Rafe, and Matt end sooner rather than later?

  * * * *

  Putting every bit of thanks into the kiss, Vince hoped Rafe understood how much his acceptance and participation meant. Rafe had expressed doubts about welcoming someone new into the fold, and Vince had promised him the woman they chose wouldn’t come between them. Somehow, they’d found her. Now they needed to convince her to stay for the long haul, to let a new love blossom and grow.

  Rafe rolled off the bed and to his feet, his long, lean body drawing Vince’s attention. “My turn to clean up. Don’t let Raine go to sleep. She deser
ves some pampering for what she’s given us.”

  “Be there in a minute.” Vince savored the sight of Rafe’s tight ass for a moment before turning his attention to the woman beside him. Her flaming hair spread fire across the pillows. He rubbed several strands between his thumb and fingers. “I wasn’t exaggerating. As much as I love Rafe and Matty, having you with us…I can’t describe the difference. It’s just better than I imagined it could be. Thank you for giving us this chance.”

  She blinked her bright eyes. Tears? He hoped not, but he understood. Her whisper confirmed his suspicions. “Do I have to share my toys?”

  Instead of acknowledging the emotions she had to be feeling, she’d tried to lighten the mood. Self-preservation. He, Matty, and Rafe had a long way to go to convince her they wanted more than sex. “Only if you want to. You can show us how everything works. I can honestly say I have no idea what some of those things do.”

  “You’d be surprised. My carriage, please. I’m ready for my bath.” She was back to the sassy female who’d answered their ads and taken them to her bed.

  Scooping her into his arms, he relished holding her as he sauntered to the bathroom. She couldn’t weigh more than a hundred pounds. Without her heels, she could pass for a naked little forest pixie. Did she have any tricks up her…? Not up her nonexistent sleeve, exactly. If she wasn’t serious about joining their relationship…

  “Climb in.” Matty waved an arm from inside the huge tub. “The water’s not too hot, not too cold.”

  Vince carefully stepped over the ledge. Water lapped at his calves. Settling Raine into a mound of flower-scented bubbles, he sank down next to her and gathered her hair on top of her head.

  Rafe handed him a clip from the counter then climbed in with them. Reaching for a washcloth, he moved closer to their new lover. “Too bad we don’t have a bottle of champagne. I’d make a toast to our partnership.”