Marcel, Zoey - Sin Wore a Stetson [Winchester, Arizona] (Siren Publishing Ménage and More)

by Zoey Marcel

  She gasped and struggled to learn the art of breathing again when Kellan released her mouth from the steamy prison of his.

  Bane cleaned up the mess he’d helped create all over her cunt, and Doc caressed away the after burn left behind on her butt from the spontaneous spanking he gave her.

  “Oh my God, I’m going to die if we don’t stop now,” she said with a breathless giggle.

  Kellan shook his head and climbed onto the bed near the headboard. “Nope. You’ve got three dicks to repay.”

  “Do you mean you guys or your cocks?” she teased and blew him a coquettish kiss when he frowned at her and then grinned.

  Doc stuck his lube-coated fingers into her ass, preparing her for his inevitable invasion. “You’ve got a sassy woman there, Bane. A pistol like that needs more than one man to keep her in line.”

  “I’ve been shot at overseas and done plenty of shooting myself,” Bane replied coolly. “I think I can handle it.”

  “Yes, but I’m assuming those were terrorists. Battling feminists on the home front is a whole different challenge,” Doc teased.

  “Hey!” Jade reached around and tried in vain to slap him, but he answered her with a startling swat on her fanny.

  “I bet the three of us could whip her into shape in no time.” Doc planted a kiss on her shoulder blade and continued to finger-fuck her ass.

  “Well, maybe I’m up for a lifelong challenge,” Bane retorted. He inched away so he put more space between the top of his head and Kellan’s knees. “Kellan, what the hell is this?”

  “It’s how we’re going to fuck her,” Kellan explained. “One cock in each hole. It’s going to be great. You’ll see.”

  Jade moved down Bane’s body, groaning her elation at the way the movement lodged Doc’s fingers deeper into her ass. She pecked Bane’s lips with hers. “Take your shirt off.”

  He winced and his face twisted. “That would be weird.”

  Kellan laughed.

  Doc sounded like he wore a grin from behind her. “Yes, leaving your shirt on maintains your status as a saint. Hell, you can get away with murder as long as your shirt stays on. That’s the measure of every sin. Never commit a crime without your clothes on.”

  Bane rolled his eyes. “Oh, for Christ’s sake.”

  Jade’s stomach did happy somersaults when he sat up and yanked his shirt off. The swift, annoyed way he threw it across the room made her pussy dampen. He was quite hot when he was irritated.

  She kissed a humid trail down the solid plane of muscle and lowered his briefs. She pulled them off and tossed them aside before covering his hairy balls with kisses.

  Bane moaned loudly and lifted his pelvis as he pushed her head down.

  “Right idea, but wrong man, honey.” Kellan snapped his fingers. “He gets your pussy. I get your mouth.”

  “If you get him off and jeopardize our only chance to triple penetrate you, I’m going to spank you,” Doc murmured just before he dragged his warm, wet tongue up the length of her spine.

  Her back arched and her head went back with a titillated gasp. “Oh God, I really can’t take any more.”

  “You’ll take everything we have to offer,” Doc whispered before tossing a sealed condom to Bane.

  “Thanks.”

  Jade took it from him, ripped it open, and prepared his dick for her. His erection bulged with need for her, and the way the tip blushed at the devilish secrets between them made her pussy weep in response.

  She needed to get back on the pill so she could take him inside her without a barrier. He’d been a virgin before her, so he was clean.

  “You first, Bane,” said Doc.

  Apparently he was a take-charge kind of man in the bedroom.

  Bane matched the tip of his rubber-clad penis to her vagina and shoved inside with a forceful thrust upward of his hips. Their euphoric sounds combined into one, and she gave a slight push to take the rest of his cock inside of her. Feeling his genitals matched up against hers was stirring. His wiry pubic hair nestled against her perineum, creating a soft nest against her private flesh that thrilled her.

  She felt a slight draft when Doc spread her ass cheeks and lined his cockhead up to her anus.

  “Are you ready, darlin’?”

  She nodded. “I’m ready.”

  Jade took a deep breath and let it out as she pushed out and relaxed her anal muscles. Doc wiggled in and then went for it, stealing a sharp, pained outcry from her.

  “Are you all right?” Bane looked concerned as he rubbed her arm.

  She nodded, trying to take deep breaths through her nose. “I’m too full. It feels good, though. It’s just overwhelming.”

  “Do you want us to stop?” Bane asked.

  “No. I want this. Please.”

  He nodded his permission.

  Kellan took his cock by the root and twirled it like a lasso while he made a sound that resembled the crack of a whip.

  Jade laughed and then cried out at the way her ass and vagina constricted against the inserted erections. “Oh, don’t make me laugh. It’s too much.”

  Doc groaned with evident pleasure. “Nonsense. Keep doing what you’re doing. It felt phenomenal.”

  “I would, but I kind of want in on the action, too.” Kellan caressed her cheek with a warm glow in his blue eyes just before he guided his cock to her lips.

  She opened for him and he fed his length to her, throwing his head back in rapture when she swallowed down around his pulsating dick.

  “So, Bane, you can thrust while I retreat and vice versa,” Doc explained. “That way it’s more comfortable for everyone and we’re able to get in as far as we can.”

  “Sounds good,” Bane agreed through gritted teeth, as though he tried to hold back from climaxing too early.

  The men each started a gradual assault into the hole they filled. One cock advanced while another retreated. In and out they moved in her, creating a too-good friction on her G-spot and in her rectum. Her ass pinched and burned, enveloping her with chills and hot flashes whenever Doc sank deeper into her body. Her pussy ached in a good way as it pounded and throbbed from all the stimulation. Her clit pulsed and swelled with blood the longer they fucked her.

  Their sounds drove her crazy, and she felt spittle run down her face as she slobbered on Kellan’s cock while she sucked him. He was too wide to prevent the excess flow of saliva and too long to prevent gagging, but he did his best to ease up whenever she gagged on his overzealous penis.

  Her blood became molten magma in her veins the more her body heated with use. Her mind seemed out to lunch as it became replaced by the knowledge and all-encompassing feelings of pleasure.

  She screamed when Doc occasionally slapped her bottom while he pummeled her ass. He dominated her backside while Bane refused to let her G-spot escape the encounter unscathed. Kellan drowned out her screams and triggered the gag reflex with his generous dick.

  They owned her, possessed her. She couldn’t escape their hands and cocks even if she wanted to. But seriously, why the hell would she ever want to?

  If she could freeze time, this would be the perfect moment to preserve.

  Jade tasted the salty essence of Kellan’s pre-cum, heard the occasional squeaking of condoms, and smelled the addicting scent of sex in the air. Sweat poured from her, and she felt the beads of perspiration on Bane’s groin, on Doc’s torso, and on Kellan’s thighs when she fondled them.

  Sweating was considered dirty and undesirable, but in this captivating moment, she relished the wet, gritty feeling of four formerly clean bodies writhing against each other into a sweaty, filthy mess as they committed a raunchy bedroom act together.

  She wasn’t even fully aware of who came first. The sounds all converged into one boom of sexual torment as they all came long and hard.

  Jade screamed like a banshee on Kellan’s cock when her holes clamped down hard and furious on the cocks inside her. They wouldn’t let her contract fully. Even in the throes of abandon the men took
control of her. She could orgasm for them, but she couldn’t escape their erections. They would remind her that they surrounded her and wouldn’t let her get away from them.

  Chapter Fourteen

  Jade watched Bane load his suitcase into his car. She couldn’t lose him. He was the key to her past. “Do you have to go?”

  He nodded and closed the trunk. “Somebody’s got to track down the ass face that’s after you, and it’s going to be me. The Brookses will protect you while I’m gone. You have my cell phone number, and you may not know this, but eventually you and I will be able to communicate telepathically with each other.”

  The idea excited her. “Really?”

  “Yeah. True mates share a special bond that links them together even over great distances. Sometimes it falls into place right away, and sometimes it happens gradually over time.” He smiled. “I’m looking forward to it.”

  “Me too. That would be fun.” Did that mean she and Kellan would also be able to communicate through their minds with each other?

  The sun was coming up, sending a vibrant array of colors splashing all across the horizon. Bane looked like a living masterpiece beneath the subdued glow of dawn. With his green army jacket, his worn jeans, and hiking boots, he looked every inch like the soldier who must have captured her heart.

  “I don’t want you to risk your life on account of me,” she told him, running her hand over the soft stubble on his face when he stood in front of her.

  “You are my life,” he said softly before kissing her fingertips. “Without you the rest doesn’t mean shit.” He glanced over her shoulder at the house and then down at her again. “If you like, I can buy a cowboy hat while I’m away. I’m sure I could pull off the Western look if you wanted me to.”

  His words made her chest hurt. She stood on her tiptoes, and he knelt so she could kiss his lips. “I don’t want you to be anyone but yourself, Bane. I fell in love with you for a reason. I’m sorry about all this.”

  “Don’t be. It’s my fault. If I hadn’t turned you into a werewolf, you never would have claimed Kellan or felt any mating heat toward the others.”

  Her cheeks warmed at his keen perception. “I’m sorry.”

  “Don’t be sorry. You do whatever you have to do while I’m gone.” He lifted her chin and gazed at her seriously. “Fuck them all if you have to. Live out your wildest playgirl fantasies and get them out of your system, but know this, when we’re married, it’s just going to be the two of us. Understand?”

  Jade nodded. “Yes. I won’t sleep with them if you don’t want me to. It’s just whenever I’m around them, their scent—”

  “Shh.” He pressed his finger to her lips to shush her. “It’s all right. I get it. You have five mates, and you already claimed one of them and were claimed by another of them. I don’t know if I can share you permanently. I want to be with you, Jade, but I need you to remember why you fell in love with me.” His green eyes glistened with adoration and sorrow. “Somehow I’m going to find a way to make you remember or at least remind you why we’re so perfect together. And if I can’t, well then, you’re free to be with whoever you want.”

  She caressed his face as a memory of doing so before while they kissed on a beach floated to the forefront of her mind. “I’m going to miss you.”

  He ran his fingers through her hair with a warm, loving gaze. “I’ll miss you, too. There’s a chance that you might never remember me, and if it comes to that…” His eyes misted as he looked off into the horizon. “I need to be prepared to let you go.”

  “Bane—”

  “I have to do this, Jade. I have to find your ex and stop him. And I have to see if I can live without you…if I ever have to.”

  Her eyes watered. “I love you.”

  His eyes were sad, but he gave her a weak half smile. “You did once. I should have protected you better. I’m sorry I let you down and ruined our future together.”

  “You didn’t ruin anything. You’ve been nothing but wonderful.” She grabbed him by the face and plastered her mouth to his in a searing, passionate union.

  After a moment, Bane pulled away slowly with a tiny smile. “You take care of yourself.”

  “You, too. Thank you for everything.”

  “Thank you.” He smiled slightly before becoming solemn. “I want you to find yourself, Jade, even if it’s not with me.”

  “You, too.” Jade watched him get in his car. “Bane!”

  His head jerked to her direction. “Yeah?”

  “It is with you. Promise me you’re coming back.”

  His face was saturated with love and sincerity. “I promise. That is, if you don’t mind waiting for a soldier.”

  She smiled. “I don’t mind.”

  He blew her a kiss and waved good-bye to her. She emulated his gestures and watched the car grow smaller and smaller in the vibrant mural of early morning. Her soldier.

  * * * *

  Sawyer walked down the hall and noticed the way Ivy was hiding and watching something. He crept closer and saw that Jade’s bedroom door was partly open and she’d apparently just gotten out of the shower. She had a towel wrapped around her as she rummaged through a drawer for some panties. She let the towel drop, and he had to remind himself not to become distracted by the lush body with killer curves.

  He saw the way Ivy cupped her own breast and stuck her hand down her jeans. Well, well. As much as the scene turned him on, he just couldn’t keep this little secret to himself.

  * * * *

  Stetson sat at the kitchen table and looked up from his paperwork when Sawyer came in with a hand clamped down on Ivy’s arm.

  “Fellas, it looks like we have ourselves a little lesbian in our midst,” Sawyer announced.

  Ivy blushed and tried in vain to pull away from him. “Let me go! I’m not a lesbian.”

  “No? Then what in the hell was that business in the hall with you groping your tit and playing with your pussy while you watched Jade dressing?”

  Jade walked in just then in a satin half robe. “What?”

  Stetson felt a bolt of lust rush through him when he saw her. Shit, no wonder Ivy was touching herself. “Let her go, Sawyer. Jade, put some fucking clothes on.”

  She blinked at him. “What’s wrong with what I’m wearing?”

  Sawyer let go of Ivy’s arm. “So you were just roommates with Jade?”

  “Yes,” Ivy snapped.

  He folded his arms. His countenance was littered with skepticism. “Is that a fact, small fry?”

  Doc smirked from over in the corner and took a drink from his flask. “I could have told y’all she was a lesbian.”

  Kellan looked up from the saddle he was cleaning. “Well, why didn’t you?”

  Doc shrugged and coughed slightly. “I thought it might be more fun to see how long it took you clueless morons to figure it out.”

  Kellan shook his head, appearing disgusted. “So all this time you pretended to be Jade’s friend and you really just wanted to get into her pants?”

  Sawyer grinned. “Don’t we all?”

  Stetson stood. “That’s enough out of you assholes. I assume you’re leaving, Miss Covington?”

  Ivy nodded, looking like she might cry.

  “I’ll drive you into town.” Stetson got his brown cowboy hat and headed out with her after she grabbed her suitcase.

  Jade looked shocked. “Ivy—”

  Ivy held up her hand, voice cracking with grief and humiliation. “You don’t have to say anything. I’m just a stupid girl with a secret crush that I never told you about. You’re straight now. I get that.”

  * * * *

  Ivy stared out the window on the drive to Winchester. It was too dark to see the tears that were probably rolling down her cheeks, but Stetson could tell she was crying from the occasional sniffles and squeaks of anguish.

  “I’m sorry about my dick brothers back there. Sometimes their heads are shoved so far up their asses they can’t see anyone’s point of view
but theirs.”

  Ivy shook and sniffled, still facing the passenger’s side window. “It’s okay. It’s not your fault. I appreciate the ride.”

  He nodded once. “Can I ask you a question?”

  “I guess.”

  “You and Jade were lovers, weren’t you?” He saw her eyes close, and she nodded. From what he could see of her expression, she was in agony.

  “Yes, we were. How did you know? I said it was just a crush I never told her about.”

  “You also said you understood that she was straight now, implying that there was a time when she wasn’t.”

  She heaved a heavy, tormented exhale and rolled the window down, letting the smells and sounds of the desert night air flood into the truck. “We were both virgins when we became roommates. Well, she kind of was. I fell for her first, and she came around later on. For a while there, it was so good. I thought it would always be like that.”

  “What happened?”

  “Jade met someone online. She told me she had been corresponding with him for a while and tried to stop, but she couldn’t. She said she met him for coffee once, but that was it. She moved out, and I didn’t see or hear from her again until the other day when she showed up on my doorstep.”

  “I’m sorry,” Stetson said quietly, recalling the similar pain of his own past.

  Ivy wiped her eyes. “Look at me blubbering like an idiot. She’s happy and engaged. I should be moving on, too, but I can’t. You probably think I’m a sappy fool.”

  “No, I don’t. I was like you once. In love, and then I got my heart ripped out.”

  “I’m sorry.” She placed a comforting hand on his thigh for a second before removing it.

  Stetson was glad her touch did nothing for him, as cute as this pretty little thing was, but that meant his body’s response to Jade’s presence wasn’t simply desperation.

  Oh shit, I like Jade. I don’t want to take her away from Bane or Kellan. And I sure as hell ain’t sharing her with them. Sawyer’s the token family pervert, not me.