Van, Becca - Leah's Irish Heroes [Slick Rock 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Becca Van

  “Yes we do, baby. You are the sweetest, kindest person we have ever met. Now, are you still sure you want this? Do you still want us to make love with you?” Connell asked again.

  “Yes, I’m sure. I want, no, need you to make love to me. Both of you,” Leah replied.

  “If we do this, Leah, you will be ours. There’ll be no going back. Do understand, baby?” Connell asked.

  Leah looked at Connell and wondered if he meant for this moment or until their relationship died a natural death. Because she knew it was inevitable that this would not last. She wanted, needed, to experience their love, so she gave a nod of her head in reply.

  Connell shifted and moved her onto her back. He kissed her lightly on the lips and worked his way down her body. He licked and nibbled on her neck, down to her breasts where he took one of her sensitive nipples between his lips and teeth. He sucked and scraped that sensitive little peak until she was writhing beneath him with pleasure. She cried out as Seamus took her other nipple into his mouth, and she wondered if a person could die from too much pleasure.

  Connell moved down her body, nipping and sliding his tongue over the sensitive skin of her belly. She felt him kiss the top of her mound as he used his broad shoulders to spread her legs wide. The first lick of his tongue from her clit to her ass was so good she bucked her hips up into his mouth. She felt him wrap his arm around her upper thighs, and he tilted her hips up more. She was totally exposed to him and wondered why she didn’t feel vulnerable. She realized it was because she loved them. She relaxed back on the pillow and gave her body over to their care.

  Leah moaned as Connell laved on her clit with the tip of his tongue, and she felt him begin to penetrate her cunt with his finger once more. She was beside herself as pleasure consumed her body and senses. He eased that finger in and out of her body, going deeper with every push. She flinched when she felt his digit stretch the thin membrane of skin inside and then moaned as he sucked her clit into his mouth. He held her clit lightly between his teeth and flicked the tip of his tongue over the distended nub.

  She could feel liquid seeping out of her pussy, and the muscles in her womb, belly, and vagina began to coil tight. She knew what was happening but couldn’t prevent her mind from fighting against the pleasure. Seamus must have seen her reaction because he removed his mouth from the tip of her breast and began to speak soothingly into her ear.

  “Don’t fight it, darlin’. Let go. We only want to make you feel good. Let Connell fuck you with his mouth. You are gonna fly so high. Let go, Leah. We’ll catch you,” Seamus crooned.

  Leah thrashed her head from side to side on the pillow. Her body was trembling because she was coiled so tight. She arched her neck and wailed with pleasure as the muscles in her cunt snapped down hard on the finger buried to the hilt in her pussy. Not once did Connell let up from laving her clit until the last ripple and spasm had died.

  Connell lifted his head and looked up the length of her body until she met his eyes. She could see the juices from her pussy glistening on his mouth and chin. She watched as Connell wiped the moisture from his face and licked his fingers clean.

  “You taste so good, baby. I could spend hours eating your sexy little cunt,” Connell stated.

  Chapter Seven

  Connell crawled up over Leah’s supine body and leaned down to kiss her. The knowledge that he was sharing the taste of cunt made his cock bounce and his balls ache. He wanted to bury himself in her hot, tight, wet sheath and pound on her until they were both screaming, but he knew he was going to have to be gentle with her. She’d never been with a man before, and he didn’t want to hurt her. The thought of being her first had him wanting to pound on his chest and declare his own masculinity, but he knew that wasn’t an option. He had never felt possessive of a woman before, but Leah seemed to bring that primitive side of him to the surface.

  He braced himself on his arms as he withdrew his mouth from hers and was glad to see the return of desire in her eyes when she opened them to look up at him. He held her gaze with his as he reached over to the bedside table and withdrew a small foil pack. He tore it open with his teeth and rolled the condom over his erection. He slid a hand beneath her ass, grasped her fleshy buttock in his large palm, and tilted her hips up. He nudged the head of his cock into her hole and groaned as her wet, hot flesh enveloped the head of his rod tighter than his own fist would. Yeah, he was definitely going to take it slow and easy. He was a big man everywhere, and the last thing he wanted was to cause Leah pain.

  Connell held still until she became accustomed to his size and penetration, and he knew she was ready for more when she stopped clenching on him. He eased in more and moaned as her wet warmth surrounded him. He slid back and then moved forward again, gaining more depth with every slow pump of his hips. It was pure heaven to be wrapped in such a tight glove, and hell, too, because he wanted to surge in until his balls were flush with her ass. He took a few deep breaths, tightening the leash on his body’s control, and began to move a little faster and deeper. He bit the inside of his cheek as he felt her cunt grab at his hard dick and then release him once more. He looked up to see Seamus move his head to her tits and suck one of her hard nipples into his mouth. He pumped his hips back and forth until finally he felt his balls touch her ass. She was so tight he was in danger of shooting off way too early.

  Connell moved his hand to the top of her mound again, and began to strum over her clit. He flicked gently and began to surge in and out of her cunt. The wet slurping sounds as his cock slid in and out of her juices only seemed to enhance his desire. When he felt her legs and belly begin to tremble he knew she was close to orgasm. He pumped his hips, sliding his cock in and out of her pussy, pushing down on her clit a little firmer as he massaged the little button faster and faster. He knew he was out of control now, and he couldn’t have stopped if his life depended on it. The sound of his and Leah’s flesh slapping together only added to the carnality of their lovemaking. He saw her face go slack with pleasure, her mouth open as she panted for air, and she shoved her hips back up at him, meeting his every thrust. He was glad to see he wasn’t hurting her and that she seemed to be with him every step of the way.

  Leah screamed as her cunt muscles gripped him so tight he could have sworn she was going to break his cock in half. The sensation of her muscles gripping and releasing as the walls of her pussy rippled along his dick was enough to take him with her. He felt the tingles at the base of his spine travel around to his crotch. His balls drew up tight to his body, and then he was shooting deep into her cunt. He roared as her body milked every last drop from his balls and cock. He felt the prophylactic covering his dick catch his semen, and then he collapsed down on her. He used his elbows to keep most of his weight from her, not wanting to crush her or hurt her in any way. He gave her a slow, easy kiss and smiled as he noted her glazed-over eyes. He eased his now semierect cock from her pussy, careful not to pull out too fast. He stroked his hand over her belly and headed for the bathroom to clean up.

  * * * *

  “How are you feeling, darlin’?” Seamus asked.

  “I feel good,” Leah answered and gave him a smile.

  “Do you think you’re up for some more lovin’?”

  Leah didn’t answer him. Instead she reached up and brought his mouth down to hers. He growled as he thrust his tongue into her mouth. He swept it all over, exploring and finding all her secret pleasures. He was lost. He knew he would never get enough of the loving, sexy woman in his arms. He wanted to keep her by his side and in his bed forever. He wanted to be able to love and protect her for the rest of his life.

  Seamus eased his mouth from hers and nibbled down her neck. When he reached her breasts he suckled on one nipple and pinched the other between his thumb and finger. She responded so well to his touch. She arched her breasts up into his mouth and hand, and he felt her rub her wet pussy onto one of his thighs. It seemed Leah was more than ready for some more loving. He released her nipple with a loud
pop and then made his way down her body until he reached her mound. He wrapped his arms around her thighs and spread her wide as he tilted her hips up and pushed her knees back toward her chest.

  The sight of her flushed, wet labia had him groaning out loud, and he bent his head to taste her. He shoved the tip of his tongue into the wet little hole and used one of his thumbs to lightly rub on her clit. He felt her internal muscles ripple around the tip of his tongue, and she coated his muscle with more of her juices. He lapped and licked, making sure not to waste a single drop of her cream. When he heard her sobbing breaths escalate and her body began to tremble, he knew Leah was on the verge of climax. He withdrew his mouth and sat up between her thighs, reached for a condom, and sheathed his cock. He slid his crotch up close to her, fisted the base of his cock, and aimed for her sweet, wet hole.

  Seamus growled as he watched the head of his cock disappear into Leah’s snatch. It was one of the hottest sights he’d ever seen. He continued to lightly massage her clit, rubbing in circles getting smaller and tighter as he slowly pushed his hard rod into her depths. He stopped when he was buried balls-deep, giving her time to adjust to having his erection in her body. He felt her ripple along the length of his shaft, grasped her pelvis, and began to pump his hips.

  He had never born such pleasure before, and he felt as if they were connected on a higher level as his cock slid in and out of her cunt. He believed he could see into the depths of her soul and knew she didn’t realize he could see the love she felt for him shining from her eyes. He kept his gaze glued to hers and began to love her with everything he had.

  Seamus noticed that Connell had reentered the room and was lying on the bed. He had been so wrapped up in Leah he hadn’t even seen his brother return. He looked over and saw his brother felt the same as he did. There was no way in hell they were ever letting this special, loving woman get away from them. She was theirs, and no one else was going to get the chance to have her.

  Seamus let his control off the tight leash he’d had it on and began to love her in earnest. The sensation of his balls slapping on her ass as he thrust his cock in and out of her wet sheath was nearly more than he could stand. He was in danger of losing his wad way too early. He thrust in and out of her, harder, faster, and deeper. The sounds she made as he loved on her had his spine tingling and his balls drawing up tight. He reached between their bodies, took her clit between his finger and thumb, and gently pinched.

  Leah screamed and arched her hips up into him as her pussy walls clamped down on his hard rod. The feel of her squeezing and releasing on his hard shaft was enough to take him over the edge with her. He plunged one last time, held himself still as he pulled her hips up to him, and yelled with pleasure as he spewed his load into the end of the condom. When the last shudder and convulsion had died, he eased his cock from her tight, dripping hole, being careful to take the condom with him. He flopped down beside her, still breathing heavily as he tried to will strength back into his shaking limbs. He’d never had a woman affect him the way Leah did and knew he was in love for the first time. He looked over at Connell and knew by the look on his brother’s face he felt the same way.

  Chapter Eight

  Leah checked the stew she had cooking and let her mind drift. She had never felt so loved and appreciated. She spent her days taking care of the house, doing the laundry, and cooking meals for her men. And her nights she spent in the arms of the two O’Hara brothers. They were so protective of her, and she soaked up the love and attention. She began to learn to love the shape of her body all over again. Connell and Seamus were always complimenting her, telling how sexy she was and what a delight her body and her uninhibited responses to them were. The weeks passed by so quickly it wasn’t long before the long, hot summer began to die and the nights became cooler and the days shorter. There hadn’t been any more of those dreaded phone calls, and she began to relax, believing it had just been a kid mucking around making random calls.

  Leah had just pulled the big pot of stew off the stove when she heard the sound of horses’ hooves pounding the earth, as she did every night. She hurried out the back door, eager to catch a glimpse of her men and their sexy bodies swaying with the movement of their mounts. It seemed she couldn’t get enough of watching her men and made sure she went out to the wood deck every night to greet them. Just as she reached the timber rail and leaned her hands on the top she heard the sound of a car coming up the long gravel drive.

  Leah turned her head to see who their visitor was and saw a gleaming black sports car pull up close to the barn. She watched with curiosity as a small, svelte woman dressed in designer-label clothes got out of the car and headed toward the barn where her men had disappeared. Curiosity got the better of her, and Leah moved from the deck and down the steps. She stopped just outside the open doors of the barn when she heard the woman talking.

  “Please can you forgive me? Connell, Seamus, I’m sorry for not keeping in contact with you. It was just such a shock to find out you both wanted to share me. I now know I was scared of what I was feeling and that I love you both more than anything.”

  Leah didn’t hang around to hear the rest. She felt pain pierce her heart and had to concentrate on not doubling over with the agony. She knew she should have been warier when she had arrived here. But the two men had worked their way beneath her skin and into her heart so quickly her head was still spinning. She had to get out of here. God, what am I going to do? I don’t have a job and the trailer is five miles away. How the hell am I going to get all my stuff back home? Look on the bright side, Leah, at least you’ll be able to check up on your real home.

  Leah hurried inside to her room and packed up her stuff, not bothering with folding anything. She just threw everything into her bags and zipped them up. She went to the kitchen and called a cab. She grabbed the two small bags, crept out the front door, and took off down the drive. There was no way she could compete in the looks department with such a small, good-looking, sophisticated woman and had no intention of even trying. Leah made sure to keep off to the edge of the drive, knowing the trees along the length would keep her hidden from view. By the time she got to the gate a taxi was just pulling up. She got into the back and didn’t look behind once.

  * * * *

  Leah hadn’t felt well since she had arrived back home. She shifted on the double bed in the small trailer her mom had once occupied and felt every muscle in her body ache as she did. She knew she was getting sick and probably should go see Doc, but she didn’t have the energy to call for a cab, and there was no way she could walk the distance in her current state. She had spent the night crying her eyes out and had hardly slept. She had felt as if her body was on fire, yet she was shivering because she was cold. Her cell phone had rung on and off throughout the night, and when she’d seen the screen displaying Connell’s and Seamus’s names she switched it off. She must be a glutton for punishment because not two hours later she had turned her phone back on. The sight of a restricted phone number displayed had piqued her curiosity, and she had answered. She wished she hadn’t now, but hindsight was a wonderful thing.

  The echo of that low, disguised voice had sent shivers of fear racing up and down her spine.

  “I told you, you aren’t good enough to be living with those men. You are such a slut. You need to die.”

  Leah had no idea who would want to hurt her, and even less an idea of why. But she was too sick at the moment to care. She saw light peeking through the gap in the curtains and closed her eyes for the first time since she’d left Connell and Seamus.

  * * * *

  “Why the fuck would she leave us, Connell? I know she loved us, I could see it in her eyes,” Seamus yelled with frustration.

  “I don’t know. I would have thought she would have come to us if she had a problem. She has before. Fuck it. I can’t stand this. I can’t believe she would just up and leave without telling us or leaving a note. She won’t even answer her phone.” Connell roared with hurt fury. “It
’s too late to do anything now, but first thing in the morning we go looking for her. If she doesn’t want to come back then that’s her decision, but I am not leaving until I have an explanation.”

  Connell watched Seamus move to the bar in the far corner of the living room. His brother poured two glasses of whiskey neat and handed one to him. Connell wanted to get in his truck and go searching for Leah but knew he and his brother needed to calm down before they confronted her. They didn’t want to alienate her any more than it seemed they already had. He still had no idea why she’d left, but he had a huge knot in his gut which wouldn’t let up and knew he and Seamus were somehow the reason for her leaving. He felt sick to his stomach as he thought back over everything he and Seamus had done and said. He couldn’t come up with one reason why Leah would leave them.

  “Connell, did you think to look to see if Leah was waiting for us on the porch like she normally does when we ride into the yard?”

  “No. I was too shocked to see Debbie’s car driving up as we rode into the barn.”

  “That’s it. Don’t you see? Leah would have seen Debbie and maybe the sight of her sent her confidence to rock bottom again. Think about it. What would a woman who had been verbally abused and belittled about her size feel when she saw someone like Debbie? What if she heard what Debbie was saying to us and didn’t hang around to hear what we said in reply? Fuck. She’s gonna be hurting so bad. We have to get to her and explain, Connell,” Seamus said.

  “Yeah, you’re right, let’s go and find her now. We both know where she’s gone. Now that we know what may have sent her running we can go and ask her about it,” Connell stated and downed his whiskey in one gulp. He relished the slow burn the whiskey gave him as it warmed his insides. The knot in his gut let go for the first time since he had found Leah was missing. He pulled his keys from his pocket and was about to head out, but his cell ringing stopped him. Their ranch foreman had just let him know about one of the mares having trouble with birthing. They were going to have to wait until morning before they went after Leah. He sighed with frustration and headed out to the barn, Seamus on his heels.