Tangled by Temptation [Doms of Destiny, Colorado 7] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Chloe Lang

  They both lifted her off the floor and onto the bed.

  She trembled as Shane placed his hands on her thighs and Corey feathered his fingers over her taut nipples.

  “God, you smell so good.” Shane’s breath skated over her swollen folds, causing another round of pressure to grow inside her.

  Corey gently massaged her breast while licking the sensitive spots on her neck and shoulders.

  When Shane dragged his tongue over her wet pussy, she fisted the sheets just to try to find some fingerhold on sanity. It didn’t work. “Oh God. Yes.”

  Each swipe of their tongues, each caress of their fingers, each blast of their hot breath drove her mad with want.

  “Sweet. So very sweet.” Shane circled her throbbing clit with his tongue while sending a finger into her channel. “You like me finger fucking you, baby?”

  “Oh God. Please.” She shifted her hips up, trying to find the relief she needed so badly. But none came, only more delirious pressure, building and building and building.

  “What a pretty pussy, so tight, so sweet, so mine.” Shane bathed her pussy with his hot, manly mouth.

  Corey teethed her nipples, sending new sparks throughout her trembling body. Every inch of her—lips, nipples, clit—pulsed hot and hard. She needed to explode, needed relief, needed release.

  “You taste so fucking good.” Shane groaned and continued his oral conquest of her sex. She felt his fingers part her labia. His tongue went up and down every inch of her pussy. She could hear his lusty slurps and that only added to her craze.

  Inching closer to ecstasy, she clawed at Corey, needing to feel his flesh on her fingertips. The sting his greedy mouth gave her aching nipples morphed into sweet bits of pleasure. All she could think was she wanted more. More from her two men. More lovemaking. More everything. More tomorrows with them.

  When Shane captured her clit between his lips, delivering the perfect amount of squeeze, she came with a scream. The immense pressure released into a swarm of sensations that spread out through her body.

  “Drown me in your juices, baby.” Shane drank from her pussy like it was the most precious fountain in the world.

  Tremors shook her from head to toe as her orgasm continued, sending her into a dizzy state of rapture. She closed her eyes, trying to steady anything—her breathing, her body, her heart—but it was impossible. Riding out the sensations, focusing her mind, was proving difficult, though she was aware of Corey and Shane moving her on her side between them.

  Corey was behind her and she could feel him spreading the cheeks of her ass.

  Shane grabbed her hand and sent it between his legs.

  She wrapped her fingers around his monstrous shaft.

  “That’s my baby. Feel my dick.” His lips feathered over her neck. “You understand how we’re going to fuck you tonight, don’t you?”

  She nodded and chewed on her lower lip as the pressure returned with even greater ferocity.

  Corey applied lubricant to her anus.

  “Yes. Oh God. Please. I’ve got to have you inside me.”

  “And you will get your wish, sweetheart.” Corey rimmed her with his slicked up finger, making her tremble like mad. “I am going to claim this sweet ass.” He sent a finger past the tight ring, and she burned with pleasure.

  “More. Please. More.”

  The tip of Shane’s cock pressed on her pussy, driving her crazy.

  Corey ruthlessly fucked her ass with his fingers.

  “Please. Please.” She ached to have their cocks inside her.

  Shane grinned wickedly. “Please what, Belle?”

  “I need you both.”

  “Need us to do what, baby?” His face was hot with lust but his words were so calm and steady.

  His self-control amazed her.

  She was out of her mind with desire. “I want you inside me. I want your cocks inside me. I want it so badly. Please. Please. Please.”

  Shane smiled. “That’s all we wanted to hear, sweetheart.”

  He and Corey kept her sandwiched between them as they rolled her facedown on top of Shane.

  Shane shifted slightly until the head of his cock was positioned perfectly. He groaned and plunged into her pussy, stretching her so nicely. Her body was still oscillating from the orgasms they’d given her already. She wondered if she could manage another, but the intimate, overwhelming connection she felt with her two men spurred her on.

  Feeling the head of Corey’s dick start to push into her ass took her breath away.

  “It’s okay, sweetheart,” Corey whispered. “Relax.”

  She closed her eyes as he inched his massive cock deeper into her ass.

  “Love this sweet, tight ass.” Corey groaned, triggering her to action.

  She shifted back into him, taking more of his dick into her depths. “Oh God. So full. So incredibly full.”

  “You feel so good, baby.” Shane thrust into her.

  “God, you are so hot.” Corey’s tone deepened to a rumble.

  She clawed at Shane’s shoulders as he and Corey thrust into her body. They were stretching her, causing her breaths to divide in half with every plunge. Deliciously dizzy, she felt every nerve ending inside her fire blistering hot.

  Corey reached around her and stroked her clit, sending her over the edge into an orgasm she’d never had known was possible. Her body erupted like a supernova, exploding in every direction. Screaming at the violent and incredible release, she felt Corey stiffen behind her.

  “Fuuck.” He came in her ass.

  Shane groaned, his eyes closing, as he sent his seed into her pussy.

  Completely spent, she trembled and felt tears of joy roll down her cheeks.

  My two Doms.

  Chapter Thirteen

  Belle walked between Shane and Corey into the courthouse. Her sister had been right about the need for a real break. Her heart was theirs, no doubt about it. She felt refreshed, thanks fully to her guys.

  My guys? She was in deep. It felt so surreal.

  They headed down the hallway to Juan’s room. It was late. As expected, when they opened the door they found him fast asleep. Amber was sitting in the chair reading the latest book from Lexi Blake, another of her favorite authors. Her husband Emmett sat in the other chair, reading a magazine.

  Amber looked up and smiled. I know she can tell what happened. She turned to Emmett and whispered, “Do you mind if I have a little talk with my sis before we go?”

  I can’t keep anything from Amber.

  “Sure, sweetheart. Take as long as you like. Shane, Corey, and I can hold down the fort.”

  Her sister stood and walked up to Shane and Corey. “Thank you for finally getting her away from here.”

  Shane smiled. “Our pleasure, Amber.”

  Corey held the door for both of them and they walked out into the hall.

  Dylan and Nicole were guarding Trollinger, so she and Amber headed the other direction, out the door to the back step, the same place this morning her sister had convinced her to take a much-needed break.

  “You look amazing, Belle.” Amber grabbed her hand. “Now tell me everything.”

  “Amber I just rested and got to take a shower.”

  “You’re avoiding the real truth, Sis. I want to hear all about it. Everything.”

  “Okay, nosy.” She laughed. “We had sex. It was amazing. It was different than anything I’ve ever experienced. I only know a little about the BDSM lifestyle, but I think they were trying to introduce me to it. They were in such control, trying to please my every need. I felt things I’ve never felt before, Sis. It was mind-blowing.”

  “I agree with you, Belle. My guys have shown me things I never dreamed possible. Shane and Corey are clearly ready to do the same for you. Did you tell them?”

  She nodded. “They told me it didn’t matter. They even talked about wanting to adopt Juan.”

  Amber put her arm around her shoulder. “Your little sister is quite smart, don’t you think.”<
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  “You are wonderful.” Belle looked up at the mountain peaks that were illuminated by the full moon. They looked much bigger here than they had at the guys’ lookout spot. It had started to snow again. Doubt began to creep out of the shadows of her mind. “I’m still not sure this is the right thing to do. It’s not fair to them.”

  “Belle, please stop. Why do you do this to yourself? They love you. Love is all you need. Love is all any of us need. It will see you through whatever challenges come your way. Don’t you love them?”

  “With all my heart. That’s what’s killing me.” She sighed, and her breath floated out in a fog in the chilly December air. “I want to be with them. I do. They make me so happy. But how can I take away something so precious from them?”

  “Sis, they told you it didn’t matter. Why can’t you accept that?”

  “Even if I can now, what happens after several years pass? How can I look at their beautiful faces and know I’m the reason they were denied children of their own? I can’t bring myself to break it off with them, but I can’t imagine staying either. I’m so confused.”

  “Enough is enough, Belle. Like Mom always said, quit borrowing trouble.”

  “But—”

  They heard footsteps heading their way from the trees off to their left.

  Amber looked the direction of the noise. She whispered. “We better get inside, Sis. No one should be out here at this hour.”

  Belle completely agreed, and they went back inside.

  * * * *

  When Belle and Amber walked back into Juan’s room, Corey could see in both their eyes that something had startled them.

  Emmett and Shane must’ve thought the same thing because they each stood up.

  “What’s wrong, baby?” Emmett wrapped his arms around Amber.

  “We heard a cracking noise in the ice.”

  Corey put his arm around Belle. “You okay?”

  She nodded. “With everything going on with Kip’s sister, we decided it was best to come back inside.”

  “You did the right thing, baby.” Shane grabbed Belle’s hand. “Did you see anyone?”

  “No. The noise came from that cluster of trees near the parking lot.” She sighed. “Maybe our imaginations were getting the better of us. It might have just been an animal.”

  “You did the right thing, girls.” Corey turned to Emmett. “If you’ll stay with Amber and Belle, Shane and I can go check it out.”

  Emmett nodded, opening his coat slightly to reveal to him and Shane that he was armed. No surprise, since most in Destiny never left home without a gun.

  He and Shane walked out the door, the only way into the room.

  Shane turned to Dylan and Nicole. “We might have an intruder outside. Belle and Amber heard something suspicious out back. Corey and I are going to check it out.”

  Dylan nodded. “I’ll check the main courtroom and the front of the building.”

  “Should I notify the rest of the team?” Nicole brought out her ROC.

  “Wait until we know for sure.” Corey pulled his gun out of his holster. “It’s late. No sense in sounding the alarm until we know if there is a threat or not.”

  She nodded. “I’ll stay here. Send me a message as soon as you know.”

  He and Shane headed out the back, weapons drawn. Dylan did the same out the front.

  Cautiously, Corey walked out of the building, scanning in every direction. The snow was coming down in thick, wet flakes.

  Once they got to the trees, they saw several fresh footprints that were quickly being erased by the snow.

  Shane bent down, staring at the tracks. “You follow them that way.” He pointed to the street. “I’ll go this direction.” Without a word, Shane headed to the side of the courthouse.

  Corey followed the vanishing tracks across First Street before losing them completely. Fuck.

  Shane and Dylan met up with him back at the trees. All the tracks they’d discovered were completely wiped out. Even their own.

  “Whoever it was is long gone.” Shane holstered his gun. “It might’ve been a local.”

  “Or it might’ve been someone on Lunceford’s payroll, bro.”

  “Instead of checking the perimeter every hour, it’s time to increase that to every quarter hour.” Dylan pulled out his ROC. “I sent a message to Nicole and the rest of the team with what we found.”

  “Good.” When Corey was first recruited by Black for Shannon’s Elite, he had balked at the idea. But now, he couldn’t imagine being anywhere else. He trusted Dylan and the others with his life. “Until we know for sure whose footprints were in the snow, we’ve got to be on our guard.”

  “Absolutely.” Shane’s face darkened. “I still don’t trust Trollinger.”

  “We’ve ran every search possible and everything about her story pans out,” Dylan stated flatly. “She’s been in Destiny for several weeks and those footprints are the first sign of trouble we’ve had.”

  When they came to the back steps, Shane stopped in his tracks. “Hold up, fellas.”

  Corey looked at his brother, wondering what was on his mind.

  “You have something?” Dylan asked.

  “Only an idea. Come with me.” Shane headed to the parking lot at the back of the courthouse. He walked over to Cindy Trollinger’s car, which was the only one parked there at this hour. He bent down, checking the block heater under the vehicle that had been placed there since the woman’s arrival.

  Corey was stumped. “What are we doing here, bro?”

  “Trollinger made it a point to ask that her car be taken care of. Hell, at least once during her smoke breaks she asks one of us to turn the engine over. Don’t you find it odd that she’s that concerned about her car?”

  “Yes, but everything she’s told us has checked out, Shane.”

  “It’s not like she’s planning on going anywhere, or so she tells us. Kind of suspicious, don’t you think?”

  Dylan nodded. “You are definitely Langley trained, Blue.”

  “Whoever made those footprints might be working with her or coming for her. It doesn’t matter which. Black and Jason have kept their eyes on Silver Spoon Bridge for any cars ever since we learned she was Lunceford’s sister. My bet is the footprint guy either arrived in town the same time Cindy showed up and he’s been here the whole time, hiding out, waiting to pounce once he gets the go-ahead from whoever is pulling his strings. Or he got here walking the shoreline or by boat. Either way, I believe this mystery man is tied to Lunceford.”

  “Your theory makes a whole lot of sense to me.” Corey couldn’t have asked for a better brother, a better friend. “We need to tell Black about what you’ve come up with. I’m sure he’ll want to get some eyes on the shoreline and beach.”

  Shane nodded. “And as a safety net, I think putting a tracker on Trollinger’s car is a must.”

  “Brilliant idea, Blue,” Dylan said.

  “I agree, bro.” They all knew that if the mystery fucker tried to bolt with or without Cindy in her car, they would have him.

  * * * *

  It was 9:00 p.m., nearly twenty-four hours after Belle and her sister had heard the cracking of the ice. Trying to convince Shane and Corey that it only made sense for her to go with Paris into Cindy’s room for the final round was proving difficult.

  Juan had his headphones on and was playing his video games, so they could talk freely.

  “Trollinger isn’t even sick.” Corey’s jaw was locked. The guy had a stubborn streak a mile long.

  “Paris still has to change her sheets. Besides, if I stop going in with Paris, Cindy is going to get suspicious. You still don’t think she’s working with Lunceford, do you?”

  Shane shrugged. “Maybe she gets suspicious or maybe she doesn’t. We still aren’t thrilled with you going in. If you insist, one of us will go in with you.”

  “What do you think Cindy can do to me? Bite me? She doesn’t have any weapons. There’s no way in or out of the room except b
y the door. If you go in with me, that will also tip her off.” Knowing that they both were only trying to protect her, she decided to make her case another way. “Besides, you promised Doc to take care of Paris. Is it safe for her to go into the room alone?”

  Corey sighed. “Damn it, Belle. You’re too smart for your own good. You should’ve been an attorney instead of a nurse. With your talent at arguing I doubt you would’ve lost a single case.”

  “Good. Case closed.”

  Shane pulled her in close. “You will go in with Paris, not alone.”

  Paris walked into the room. “Sorry. Do I need to come back?”

  Belle shook her head. “Your timing couldn’t be more perfect.”

  Corey placed his hand on the back of her neck. “The first sign of trouble, you call in Jonas and Cooper and then you come get us. Understand?”

  “Can you be more overprotective? I don’t think so.” She grinned. “Yes, your majesties, I understand.”

  Shane cupped her chin. “Mock all you want, but if you’re not back in ten minutes, we’re coming to get you.”

  “I don’t doubt that at all.” She kissed both Shane and Corey. “I’ll be fine.”

  Juan looked up from his game.

  She motioned for him to take off his headset.

  “Mom, just ten more minutes. Please.”

  She smiled, happy to see him nearly completely healed. “Put it away. You can watch television but no more video games. They always keep you up too late.”

  He nodded and turned to Shane and Corey. “May I pick the show?”

  “Of course,” they both said in unison.

  She left the room, following her friend out into the hallway.

  Paris stood right in front of her. “That was intense, Belle.”

  “Shane and Corey are the definition of intense. How’s your other patient doing?”

  “Calling Cindy a patient isn’t quite correct, is it? She’s fine, though a little stir-crazy I think. Who wouldn’t be?” She pointed at Jonas Ward and Cooper Ross, who were standing guard for this shift. “It’s like she’s a prisoner.”

  “I think Shannon’s Elite is trying to protect her the best they can.”