Great Celestial Balls of Fire [Celestial Nights 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Rebecca Joyce

  The man at her head was getting the blowjob of his life. Rayne was trying to move her head, which just caused him to be that much more stimulated. He lasted as long as he could and finally his cum shot down her throat.

  Rayne felt the warm cum run down her throat as the dick in her mouth jerked. Now she knew why they wanted her to lay across the bed, so her head could hang over the edge, which opened up her throat as far as it would go. Once her mouth and throat were clear again, she was able to catch her breath.

  As the dark-haired man pulled out of her mouth, his dick still hard like the other man’s, he played with her nipples as he told her he was going to fuck her next, only he told her he wanted her to be on top. Looking forward to having this gorgeous man between her legs, she rolled over on top of him and then got up on her knees over his hard penis. She stroked his cock once or twice, and marveled at his size, wondering if maybe she had bitten off more than she could chew. Then his dick jerked and all thoughts fled as she guided it to her pussy lips. She was full of cum and it slid in easily.

  When she had him inside of her, she rocked her hips slowly as she slid up and down his shaft. It felt so good when he reached up and took a breast in each of her hands. Rayne threw her head back and enjoyed the ride.

  Rayne rocked and rolled on top of her muscle man and worked the muscles of her pussy the best she knew how. She was quickly approaching another orgasm, which surprised her. Normally the second one took quite a bit longer than the first. As she ground her hips into her man and took his shaft as deep into her as she could, she realized she had started an orgasm before but for some reason it had never actually been complete.

  The sudden deep throat and gasping for air had stopped it before it was over and the tingling she was feeling all over her body was the first orgasm coming back. It roared into her loins and she bucked wildly on top of the dark-haired man. This orgasm was stronger than any other she could ever remember. She pounded herself against him as hard and as fast as she could. Her nipples got very hard and she could feel not only her face but her neck and chest flush. He was pinching her nipples now and that made her orgasm even more intense. She let out several screams as she felt her pussy clamp down on the dick inside of her.

  “Oh Goddess, yes!” she screamed as she rode out the waves of pleasure as her strength left her. She lowered herself onto the muscular chest below her, grinning, as she continued to move and grind against him.

  “Someone looks like she ate the cream,” the blond said as the bed moved slightly behind her. Fingers ran up and down the crack of her ass and all the way to her wet pussy. Her legs straddling the man below her had exposed her ass to the one behind her. It didn’t take her long to figure that the blond was using her cum and his to lubricate her ass.

  Once her ass was wet and slick, a finger pushed through her little hole. It came right back out, got some more cum, and made its way back in again. After a couple more trips she felt the bed move again as he climbed on top of her and placed the head of his dick at the entrance to her ass.

  At the same time she tried to keep her pussy as tight as she could, she tried to relax her asshole so the blond could get in with as little pain as possible. Unfortunately, from what she was feeling, the blond was harder than before, and from the feel of his head, he had grown exponentially. It took a few minutes, but once he was all the way in her ass, he lay on top of her and slowly started to move his hips.

  Double penetration had always been one of her triggers, as she liked the way it felt to have two dicks moving in and out of her. She liked the feeling a lot more than giving a blow job at the same time she was being fucked.

  She was able to finally complete her first orgasm, but since there hadn’t been any relief from the stimulation, her second one was already building. She rose up on her elbows so she could use her stomach muscles more. It was a good thing the handsome hunk lying on her back moved back a bit, giving her room to get into a rhythm. Both men were so strong and thick, she felt like there was a rod stuck straight through her pussy and out her ass. She was just sliding back and forth on their cocks as they slid in and out of her pussy and ass at the same pace. Once she found that rhythm, it was only a few minutes before she felt her second orgasm rising.

  As she let out a scream, both men started moving hard at the same time, as fast as they could. Rayne felt the beautiful man below her get harder. She knew it was a sign he was about to come. She tried to speed up the pace of her hips just a little more. She placed her hands on his chest and pinched his nipples. As soon as she pinched them, he let out a loud yell and he rammed his rod into her with all the strength he could muster. She felt his dick spasm and his sperm shooting into her. He thrust himself into her again and again.

  She tightened up her ass and it only took a few seconds before the blond was shooting his load deep into her backside.

  Panting heavily, she laid there between the two strangers on the bed until they moved. She was exhausted, and very pleased with herself. She had needed this in the worst way, and she was tickled that the universe had provided two willing men for her to enjoy. As the three of them untangled on the bed, she said, sitting up, “That was fun, guys.”

  Tomorrow was going to be a big day for her as she met with and started the paperwork for her new firefighters. She couldn’t wait to start their training, and needed a good night’s rest. Thanks to her two bedtime buddies, she was going to sleep like a baby. Now all she needed to do was get them dressed and out of her place.

  “Oh, we’re not quite through yet. Nowhere near done,” the dark-haired man said as he laid Rayne back down on the bed.

  “Okay, one more time, but then you both have to leave.” She chuckled as the dark-haired man took her mouth.

  Chapter Four

  The Crystal Tumbler was one of two places to find a good meal in Celestial. The other was the Best Lay Hotel, but since it only served on the first full moon of the month, the Crystal Tumbler was the place to eat and be seen. Of course, none of that mattered to Rayne. She could care less what people thought or did. All Rayne cared about was meeting the two new firefighters, who were due to arrive today, and to make sure they were reputable. Tomorrow, she figured she would start campaigning.

  Dear Goddess, she thought as she sat at the picnic table, and wondered whom Apollo hired. “Probably hired two clowns from a circus,” she said to herself as she waited. It wasn’t that she didn’t trust Apollo, she did. Oh, who was she kidding? She didn’t trust Apollo as far as she could throw him, because when it came to the health and welfare of the town and its residents, the Greek God was more concerned with how he looked and cared about his investments more. She needed to make sure that the town had someone reliable, someone who cared, and wasn’t as selfish as Apollo, but first she needed to make sure the two firefighters were at least somewhat educated in the basics of fire safety. Hence why she was sitting in the Crystal Tumbler waiting for them to show up, and according to her watch, they were already an hour late.

  “They still haven’t showed,” Dew said, refilling her water glass. Rayne liked the Stevenson Brothers, all three of them. Newcomers to Celestial, the Stevenson Brothers rolled into town over two years ago, looking scary as sin riding their Harleys, and had never left. Identical triplets, the only way anyone could tell the brothers apart was due to the dye in their hair. The oldest, Jude, wore his jet-black hair short and spiked with blond tips. Then there was Dew, who also had jet-black hair with green tips, and then there was the youngest, and sweetest of the bunch, Leo, with his jet-black hair and hot pink tips. There wasn’t anything, any of the brothers wouldn’t do for this town, and Rayne loved them dearly.

  “No,” she replied, looking out the window. “I wish they would hurry up. This doesn’t bode well if there is a fire. At this rate, whatever is burning would have already burnt to the ground.”

  “Maybe they haven’t arrived in town yet?”

  “I got a text this morning from Fairy, and she said they arrived last night.
Even stopped over at the Rainbow Room.” Rayne sighed, looking at her watch again. “But you know what? I was there last night, and I didn’t see anyone new.”

  As soon as the words left her mouth, she froze.

  Oh no!

  No, no, no.

  They couldn’t be?

  “You don’t look too good, Rayne. Are you okay? I’m sure the men will be fine, better than fine. They’re firefighters, right? Look, in the meantime, why don’t you take a look at the sign I made up for the diner for fire safety week? Don’t move. I’ll go get it.”

  Rayne tried to smile as Dew ran off toward the back, but her mind was in chaos. Just then, the bell above the door rang as two men walked in. Turning, Rayne gaped at the tall, muscular man with sunny blond hair. He was everything she remembered, right down to his baby blue eyes and bulging cock stuffed deep into a pair of tight blue jeans. She prayed they wouldn’t remember her, but when they both looked at her and smiled, she knew she was in deep shit. The blond man looked stronger, more confident than he was last night, and she liked that, but the man behind him looked uncertain, almost as if he wanted to flee and run for cover. The quiet one, with dark red hair, was taller, but only by a few inches. He, too, was extremely muscular, almost to the point that if he got any bigger, his muscles looked like they would explode. However, she couldn’t get a good look at his face, because he kept the right side hidden. When he did look her way, Rayne melted, because the sadness within his green eyes told her everything she needed to know. For some reason he was lost, and her heart went out to him.

  For years, the small town of Celestial was a homing beacon to every lost soul on the planet. People from all walks of life, who had wandered around aimlessly with no direction seemed to find themselves in Celestial. In addition, like everyone before them, the town would welcome them with open arms. That was the way the town was, the way she was raised, and as sure as she was sitting at the picnic table, she was positive that she, too, would welcome him.

  By the looks of the tall brooding man, it wasn’t going to be a hardship. The man was pure sex on a stick, with a fine ass and a body that could melt butter. Of course, she would know best, because she sampled his delights last night. It had been such a long time since her libido stood up and paid attention, and thank the Goddess those two men were available to stem her needs. With a good-looking man like him, or both for that matter, either one could easily restart a fire within her and stoke it for hours before she combusted into a ball of searing flames. Just thinking about what they did last night had her face heating all over again.

  “Make yourself at home,” Jude shouted from the kitchen. “I’ll be out there in a minute.”

  “Thanks,” the blond stranger yelled back, sitting across the table from her as he stared directly into her eyes.

  Dew ran back to the picnic table, waving a lime-green sign.

  “I hope this qualifies as fire safety,” Dew said, handing her a green sign. Rayne read it, trying hard not to stare at her midnight lovers, but for some reason, she couldn’t take her eyes away from them. They were both so different, yet, sitting together they seemed at ease with each other, almost as if they had been together for years. The taller one still hadn’t looked directly at her, but she could feel him staring back at her. As for the blond, well, he was blatant about it.

  The sign wasn’t much, just a simple notice on a piece of eight-by-ten green cardboard, but Rayne couldn’t help herself from laughing, as she read, “In case of a fire, don’t panic. Simply flee the building with the same reckless abandon that occurs at the end of each workday.”

  “Nice, huh?” Dew smiled. The sign was simple and to the point, yet funny and did make quite a statement.

  Nodding, Rayne replied, “It’s perfect, Dew.”

  “Thanks. I worked on it for two days,” he said as Rayne handed him back the sign. Dew got up from the picnic table and hung the green sign right by the front door.

  “That sign is going to create havoc if there is ever a fire in this establishment,” the blond stranger said, looking around the Crystal Tumbler. “Not to mention that this place will go up like a roman candle in the meantime.”

  The brooding man next to him elbowed his friend in the ribs, shutting him up.

  Well, that settled it, the blond was a jerk, and the brooding one, was at least civil as he kept quiet. Still, it appalled her that some stranger would come into her town and critique a fine establishment such as the Crystal Tumbler. Never one to hold her tongue, Rayne replied haughtily, “I’ll have you know that I have done all the safety inspections in this place, and it has met all the requirements.”

  “Not likely,” the blond muttered.

  “Excuse me,” Rayne questioned, just as Jude shouted, “Fire!” from the kitchen.

  “Fire!” Leo screamed, running from the back and out the front door.

  “I knew that sign was bad luck!” Dew yelled, quickly following his brother.

  Great. This was just what she needed—her new firefighters busting her balls for the lack of fire safety, and Jude setting his establishment on fire. Damn it, she hadn’t even had them fill out their W-2s yet!

  She and both of the strangers jumped to their feet at the same time, and Rayne rolled her eyes. “You two just sit down, I can handle this.”

  The blond man stopped, his eyebrows arched, as he said, “Are you sure, I am a trained…”

  “Just sit down!” she yelled, and hid the smile that wanted to form when they both immediately plopped back down in their seats. Marching toward the kitchen, she prayed whatever fire Jude was bitching about wasn’t too bad and something she could easily put out.

  * * * *

  Blaze never believed in love at first sight, but when he and Ashe walked into the Crystal Tumbler and he spotted the lusty brunette from last night, well, his heart sped up, his breath hitched, and his cock elongated so much, he felt as if he were walking on three legs.

  The woman was stunning in the morning light.

  Her dark brown hair sparkled with the radiance of fiery embers as the sun beat down upon her. Her creamy caramel skin shimmered with a natural luminosity that glowed around her, but it was her vibrant blue eyes, which were illuminated, making him feel as if he were staring into a sea of blue flames. She was hands down the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.

  When she smiled at him, she gave him hope, something he hadn’t had in years. Too bad Ashe had stuck his foot in his mouth, and now the fiery vixen was angry with them.

  Loud shouts and clanking pots and pans grabbed his attention. Turning, he watched, along with Ashe, as the fireworks began.

  “How did it start?” she shouted.

  “It spontaneously combusted!” a man with blond-tipped hair yelled back. “How do you think it started, Rayne, I was cooking.”

  What a beautiful name, Blaze thought as he watched the drama unfold.

  “Were you watching Moon Goddess through the damn window again?”

  “No. I was getting ready to fry some winter balls.”

  “What?”

  “Winter balls, you know those white fritters I make into balls, and sprinkle them in confectioner’s sugar?”

  “You don’t make those, you get them from Denver.”

  “I know where I get them,” the man shouted as more clanking and banging was heard.

  “Were they frozen before you put them in the grease?”

  “Of course they were frozen. They’re no good warm.”

  Ashe looked at Blaze and asked, “Do you think we should go in there, because the longer they argue, the bigger that fire is going to get?”

  “Nope, she said she had everything under control.”

  Before he could stop her, Rayne grabbed a pitcher of water and threw it on the fry-daddy, and that was all it took before the fire blazed brighter.

  “Can we go in there, now?” Ashe asked.

  “Yep,” Blaze said, getting to his feet.

  Moving quickly, Ashe pushed the large man w
ith jet-black hair and blond tips out of the way and moved to grab Rayne. However, before Ashe could get his hands on her, she grabbed a dishrag and started swatting at the fire. The rag caught, and she yelped as the blaze reached her hand. Rayne threw the rag in the air, and it landed on the stove, which started another fire. She grabbed her hand, yelped, and was currently holding it to her chest when Blaze found a large box of cornstarch and quickly put out both fires. When all was said and done, both fires were out, the cook was sitting on his ass, and Rayne looked mad as hell.

  “What the hell!” she shouted as Blaze ignored her and asked Ashe, “How bad?”

  Blaze continued as he made sure each fire was doused, still worried about Rayne. She was hurt, and he didn’t like it. He had never had such strong, dominant feelings emerge so quickly after meeting someone, but the thought of her being burnt rankled him to no end.

  “Checking now,” Ashe replied, moving swiftly toward Rayne. “Let me see.”

  “Excuse me?” she asked, looking up him.

  “Your hand. Let me see how bad the burn is?”

  “I don’t need you to look at me, I’m fine. I am a licensed paramedic, you know,” Rayne replied, turning so Ashe couldn’t see her hand. Blaze smiled. His vixen had moxie.

  His? Where did that come from?

  He shook off the thought as she said, “I told you two he-men to sit. You could have caused the fire to get out of control. Neither of you are getting paid for this.”

  “Uh, excuse me, little fire starter,” Ashe interrupted. “You made the blaze bigger, by throwing water on a grease fire. Then you tried to swat at it like a fly, and burnt your hand. Without us, this place would be up in flames right now.”

  “Would not!” she said angrily. “I had everything under control.”

  “Uh-huh, so when you threw the flaming rag, was that for dramatic effect?”