Ellena [Orchidea: Love on the Bayou 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

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by Dixie Lynn Dwyer


  “Let me help,” Mack said as he knelt down on the floor. Leon pulled his finger from her pussy, and Mack began to torment her.

  “So sweet and juicy. You like a sexy little crawfish, need sucking to get to all the good juicy stuff.”

  “Oh God,” Ellena said as Mack latched onto her pussy with his mouth and began to lick, suck, and torment her. She didn’t know what was more erotic and arousing, his words, his talented tongue, or the fact that they had an audience.

  She found herself tightening up and exploding again as Mack slurped at her pussy.

  “Me next,” Troy stated.

  “No, no more. It’s too much.”

  “Never too much, amour. You always gonna be ours,” Troy said as Mack stood up and Troy took his place.

  Troy went in a completely different direction. He stroked her pussy with his fingers, pumping and adding a second and third digit then replacing them with his tongue. Just as she thought she couldn’t take his thrusts, he pulled from her and switched it up again. He was relentless, and she was losing her strength.

  “Enough of this. I want my woman, now,” Leon said, and Troy kissed her mound as he stood up, smiling and looking like the cat that swallowed the canary.

  In a swift motion Leon pressed her over the table then leaned down over her back.

  “I want inside of you, chère. You let me in?”

  “Oh God, yes, do it.”

  She heard the zipper fall and then his pants. A moment later his cock was at her entrance and her body tightened in anticipation. They had her pussy so swollen and needy she wanted to touch herself or tell them to fuck her hard and fast. But she still couldn’t be so naughty and demanding. Sex was new to her, although the Rue men were breaking her in quickly.

  “This is going to be fast,” Leon said then shoved into her pussy from behind. Ellena gasped as she grabbed onto the table and thrust her ass back at Leon.

  “Damn, woman.” He pulled out and thrust back into her. He was going too damn slow. She had a feeling Leon knew exactly what he was doing. He wanted her to beg for more, and damn it, now her ass was needy, too. She was craving cock everywhere.

  After a tap to her cheek, there was Roy holding his cock in his hand, and she knew what he wanted to do. She opened up as Leon began to increase his thrusts.

  “Hot damn that looks fucking hot, chère, you taking Roy’s cock into that pretty little mouth. You suck him good,” Leon said then grabbed her hips and pounded into her again and again.

  “Mack, grab the lube in the drawer. I want her ass next,” Roy said as she sucked faster, keeping up with Leon’s strokes.

  A few moments later she felt the cool liquid to her anus. Leon pressed his finger through the tight rings.

  “I’m coming, baby. You look so fucking hot lying bent over the table with my cock in your pussy and my finger in your ass.”

  She felt Leon pull out his finger then grab her hips with both large hands and pump into her fast before he exploded inside of her. He was gasping for air, and she was getting used to sucking Roy’s cock.

  Roy stroked her cheek.

  “You done good, amour, but I want inside of you.” He slowly pulled from her mouth, and she licked her lips and tried to calm her breathing.

  She felt Leon pull from her body as he caressed her ass cheeks and leaned down to kiss her spine.

  “So perfect,” he told her as he leaned down and kissed her on the mouth.

  A moment later, Roy’s hands were on her hips, and his cock was pushing against her puckered hole.

  “You mine now, woman,” he said through clenched teeth then pushed slowly through the tight rings. In an instant her body felt ready to burst and now her pussy felt swollen and needy.

  “Please, Roy.”

  He knew what to do, and he pulled her back, so he had better access to the lower part of her body. He used his finger to stroke her pussy as he thrust into her ass.

  “That’s it, baby. Hold on for me, just a few more strokes. Tell me that you’re mine, sugar? Tell me that you belong to me and my brothers,” Roy told her as he lifted her hips and used his muscles to keep her lower half off the table and occupied by his fingers and his cock.

  “Yes, Roy. Yes, I’m yours and your brothers. Oh God please, Roy, harder.” Her breasts were pressed against the table, and she felt the orgasm approach just as he pressed his finger to her clit.

  “Roy!” she screamed as he pulled his finger from her pussy and thrust into her ass two more times before releasing his seed. “Fuck!” he roared then hugged her as he practically lay over her on the table. She felt the perspiration on his brow as he kissed her cheeks and shoulder.

  “Je t’aime.”

  “I love you, too,” she whispered.

  * * * *

  It felt so good to be back to work at Aubert’s. Ellena was in the kitchen rolling out the dough as Angelina sautéed the shrimp.

  “This was a great idea about the personal pizzas Cajun style, of course,” Angelina stated.

  “They are a hit,” Illeanna added.

  “Well, I’m glad at least one positive thing came out of my trip to the French Quarter.”

  “I’d say four positive things surely came out of going on that trip,” Angelina teased and Illeanna laughed.

  “Four?” Ellena replied as she set the dough on the pan and placed it into the hot oven to cook.

  “Let’s see, a certain Deputy Leon, a sexy firefighter Roy, a very sophisticated, well-dressed businessman Mack, and a hot-like-spicy-andouille-sausage, without-a-shirt-on electrician Troy.” Angelina counted off on her fingers then fanned herself.

  Ellena blushed. The Rue men were mighty fine specimens.

  Illeanna came up behind Ellena and whispered into her ear.

  “It’s incredible, isn’t it?”

  Ellena turned to look her in the eye as Angelina smiled and continued to prepare the shrimp for the pizza.

  “What is?”

  “The way your body gets all hot and aroused just thinking about them. Or when something so simple, like taking this piece of shrimp, dipping it into this sweet, spicy sauce makes you think of them and their bodies.” Illeanna placed the shrimp into her mouth and sucked it from the shell.

  Ellena stared at her in shock then looked at Angelina who appeared even more surprised and then they laughed as Ellena shook her head.

  “You are crazy, woman, and those Boudoux brothers have turned you into a sex-craving maniac.”

  Illeanna smiled then wiggled her way over to her station. “Whatever, Miss Aubert. You’ll see. It starts off really small. It’s just this tiny tingling sensation somewhere down low, and then it grows stronger as you think about them more and love them more. Soon, just the thought can make you wet your panties.”

  “Illeanna!” Ellena squealed then threw the dish towel at her as Illeanna laughed.

  Ellena found herself tightening her thighs. She had been thinking about the men all day long. She even hoped that one of them would stop in to see her. The first week back they constantly came by and called. Now they’d eased up a bit.

  “Do we need to do a panties check?” Illeanna asked, continuing to harass Ellena.

  Ellena placed her hands on her hips and stared at Illeanna. “Maybe we should do one on you, or perhaps a nipple check, honey, ’cause right now, you should think about putting on a full apron before you walk out front to see your sheriff.” Illeanna looked down at her T-shirt then crossed her arms over her chest. She hurried toward the door and peeked out to see that Johnny and Gustave were in fact there for lunch. A little late, but they were there.

  She looked back at Illeanna.

  “Smart-ass.”

  “Well, I’ve been told that I have a nice ass actually,” Ellena stated then chuckled.

  “I can’t believe the way you two are talking. Is it really that incredible? Sex, I mean?” Angelina asked Ellena and Illeanna. Ellena had a feeling that Angelina was still a virgin. They all pretty much had saved themselves fo
r the right man or men. One of the other kitchen staff took the pizzas out of the oven and served up some of the other orders.

  “Honey, I can tell you in all honesty that it’s worth the wait.” Ellena said, “I came close to giving it up one or two times just to get it over with, but it would have been wrong. I’m glad I waited because it felt right. I think you have to really care for the person you’re going to give your virginity to. It doesn’t mean that the person will be with you forever, ’cause you know shit happens. But, I think it’s just better if there’s a connection and love there.”

  Angelina looked a bit upset.

  “What’s wrong, sista?”

  “I like Tye and Mike, but we haven’t even gone on a date. I mean they haven’t asked me. I think they like me.”

  “Oh, they definitely like you. Look how often they stop in here to see you when they’re in town.”

  “It hasn’t been much and I think it may have something to do with their brothers, Terrance and Lucifer. The four of them don’t get along that great, and well, I think when Terrance and Lucifer saw me, they were disgusted.”

  “Disgusted?”

  “Yeah, I mean you saw them at the opening of Secret Pleasures. The two of them are ginormous men, with lots of prestige and money. They have women throwing themselves at them. Mike and Tye are more down to earth considering that they are just as wealthy. I’m simple, Ellena. I’m not all snobby and into fashion and glamour. I like the basics. I like the meaning behind things and not the fluff, you know?”

  “Hey, you don’t have to change just to snag some guy’s attention. I think they like you and they’re waiting for the right moment. It could have to do with all the chaos that has been going on or even the age difference. It seems us Auberts attract the older, more sophisticated and experienced men.”

  Angelina nibbled her lower lip then took a deep breath before exhaling.

  “I’m getting antsy, Ellena. I want an adventure. I want a change or something. I’m thinking that maybe I should hang out with Elly and Vera a little more and venture out of Orchidea. I’m not looking for a relationship, but I am looking for some companionship you know. Someone to sit and talk with or go to a movie or something. I’ve missed out on the whole teen thing and now I’m in my twenties and I’ve never even gone to a club or out drinking with friends. Sometimes I don’t feel so normal,” Angelina admitted.

  Ellena pulled her into a hug. “Sweetie, you’re perfectly normal. You’re an Aubert and unfortunately, we’ve had to sacrifice a lot of our years and youth to working and surviving. I say if you want to go out and party with your friends, then do it. Just be careful and be smart. It’s really not all it’s cracked up to be anyway.”

  Angelina smiled as she took a step back. “How was the French Quarter? Did you go to any bars or did you just hang out with Frederick?”

  Ellena started to chop up some vegetables for another dish she was preparing for dinnertime.

  “I mostly hung out with Frederick at his restaurant. It was nice visiting with him.”

  “Just nice or did he try hitting on you again?”

  “There’s never been anything between Frederick and I but friendship.”

  “I remember that time he pulled you into his arms and attempted to kiss you. Are you telling me that he didn’t hit on you when you were with him?” Angelina asked, and then they heard someone clear his throat. Angelina and Ellena looked up to see Troy standing by the door to the kitchen with his arms crossed in front of his chest. Ellena’s heart leaped for joy at seeing him, but she blushed for being caught talking about another man.

  “I’m gonna go help Illeanna clean up from the lunch crowd.” Ellena shook her head.

  “Scaredy-cat. Troy doesn’t bite, you know,” Ellena said as Troy held open the kitchen door for Angelina to exit.

  The staff went about cleaning up from lunch in the kitchen and preparing things for dinner tonight. It was a Thursday, so it would be kind of quiet at the restaurant. The evenings were mostly Illeanna’s responsibility in regards to food choices as specials.

  She looked at Troy. “Did you have lunch? I could make you something.” She wiped her hands on the dish towel and held his gaze. Troy looked sexy in his tight blue T-shirt and carpenter jeans. He was still wearing his tool belt, his black shoulder-length hair was pulled back in a low pony and his blue eyes sparkled. He uncrossed his arms and walked closer.

  “What’s this talk about some guy hitting on you?”

  Her cheeks warmed and she swallowed hard.

  “That was nothing. Just some girl talk,” she said, and he closed the space between them.

  He looked her over and placed a hand on her waist.

  “I don’t want to hear about men hitting on my woman.” He tapped her hip with his fingers.

  They stared at one another.

  “It was nothing.”

  “I’m sure.” He pulled her to him, wrapping his arms around her waist and tilting her chin up so he could look down into her eyes. He was so tall and muscular. She couldn’t help but feel aroused just thinking about divesting him of his shirt and enjoying the sight of his muscles. Illeanna’s and Angelina’s comments came to mind.

  “I missed you, amour,” he whispered, and her heart soared at his endearment.

  “I missed you, too.”

  “Show me,” he responded, and she stood up on tiptoes and kissed him.

  He of course took over that kiss as his hands explored her backside and the stretchy jeans she wore. She knew that her staff was present in the kitchen preparing, and she slowly began to pull back. Troy released her lips and raised his eyebrows at her. She glanced around, and despite her concerns, her staff were ignoring her and Troy.

  “I’m going to pick you up and bring you home tonight. What time should I come back here?

  “Eleven should be good.”

  “Great. Now, you got any more of those pizzas of yours? I’m starving.”

  She smiled wide.

  “Sure do, sugar. Just give me about fifteen minutes, okay?”

  “Okay, I’m going to go talk with Johnny and Gustave.”

  He gave her ass a little tap as he exited the kitchen. Ellena smiled. She was finally feeling a bit more at ease and happy to be back in Orchidea. But still, she felt a tinge of worry for her men. Parker was capable of a lot of things, and just thinking that he possibly had the IAD agent in his pocket made matters worse. She was glad that Leon was working back in town with Eloi outside of Orchidea. She would be devastated if something happened to him.

  * * * *

  Leon got a call about having to pick up some papers in the Eighth District. He headed over to the precinct and when he got there, he found out that it was a wasted trip. Walking back to the patrol truck that he parked around the corner, he saw some guy standing there, leaning against the street pole.

  At first he wasn’t certain who it was and then he remembered him. It was Stucky, the guy who tried to assault Mack and Ellena that night when they left the restaurant.

  “I got the goods, are you ready to do the deal?” he asked Leon and Leon placed his hands on his hips and stared at the guy.

  “Are you talking to me?”

  Stucky looked around him and then moved closer. He seemed kind of nervous to Leon and Leon didn’t like it.

  “If I were you, I’d get the hell out of here.”

  “No, not until we do the deal. Here’s the money. Where’s the stuff.”

  Stucky handed over a bag and Leon stepped back. In a matter of seconds the entire situation was out of hand. An unmarked car pulled onto the scene, IAD agents surrounded him, including Agent Quincy, and he was disarmed of his weapon as they shoved him and Stucky against the truck.

  “What the hell is going on?” Leon yelled as another agent opened up the truck and they began to search Leon’s vehicle.

  Stucky was being led away, handcuffed, toward another vehicle and Leon was being read his rights. He was yelling now, trying to figure out what the
hell the agent thought he was doing. Then two agents yelled out that they found something. A quick glance toward his truck and Leon saw the bag. A bag that wasn’t there before. They opened it up and saw the drugs.

  “What the fuck is that?” Leon yelled.

  “Your prison sentence,” Quincy stated.

  Son of a bitch, somebody set me up.

  Chapter 14

  “So, what you’re telling me is that the government is on to Parker’s operations because of this guy Cordero, from New York?” Eloi asked Federal Agent Bryer Jones.”

  “Yes. As I told you a few weeks ago in the midst of Deputy Rue being falsely charged for assault, we were doing surveillance on Parker. He brought in some heavies for financial support of this new endeavor. However, Parker is trying to build this night club as a front for an illegal gambling operation.”

  “How did you find out about this?”

  “We had the place wired. That guy Dexter, who worked for Parker and tried to abduct Ellena Aubert, was singing like a canary when we brought up the possibility of a hefty amount of charges. He tipped us off on the meeting, on some other avenues of income Parker has and about the nightclub and gambling scam. Then of course we got all that on tape.”

  “So you have enough to arrest him and take him off the streets?”

  “Not quite. The district attorney has some sort of investigation going on with another situation in the Eighth District that involves Parker, a few officers, two detectives, and some personnel. He’s asking us to hold off for a little bit as they gather their evidence. They’re making plans for a possible raid on Parker and these people. They’ve got names, phone conversations, video surveillance and a few more people they needed to check out. Either way, Parker and his thugs are going down. Just be patient and keep Leon calm.”

  Eloi chuckled. “You know him now, too. Do you think that’s going to be easy?”

  “Keep him close to that pretty young Aubert woman, and I think she’ll keep him calm.”

 

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