Elite Dragoons 4: Tabby's Rescuers (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Becca Van

  “I can’t wait anymore, kitten. I need to taste you.” Cal slowly turned her until she was facing him then picked her up until she was eye-level with him. “Put your arms and legs around me, Tabby cat.”

  The demanding tone of his voice went straight to her cunt and breasts. She gasped with pleasure as her lace-and-cloth-covered nipples brushed against the Kevlar vest, but she did as ordered and wrapped herself around him.

  He stared deeply into her eyes as if looking for acceptance, and she let him see how famished she was for his kiss. Cal lowered his head and covered her mouth with his. She moaned with delight and arousal as his tongue glided along hers and his lips moved over hers. The kiss was a hot, wet, carnal act, and her body began to burn up from the inside out.

  She felt him moving but was so intent on the sensations and need he provoked in her she didn’t care where he was taking her. Again and again his mouth and tongue moved over and into hers.

  He sat down on something, and she ended up straddling his hips, her pussy so close to the heat of his crotch. And then his hands gripped the globes of her ass and brought her jean-covered vagina into contact with the hard ridge of his erection.

  Tabby whimpered and threaded her fingers into his hair then caressed her way down over his lightly stubbled cheeks to his neck and over his shoulders. She groaned with frustration because the Kevlar vest was impeding her exploration and she wanted, needed to feel his heat and skin.

  Another set of hands landed on her shoulders, and she sighed into Cal’s kiss when she realized that Fletcher was behind her. She could tell by his unique scent of citrus cologne that it was him. His hands pushed in between her and Cal’s chest, and then she heard a ripping sound as he tugged the fastenings of her Kevlar vest open. Not once did Cal lift his mouth from hers as Fletch divested her of the cumbersome weight of the protective jacket.

  Tabby was so hot and hungry she never wanted the kiss to end, but she was becoming a little lightheaded from lack of air and gasped in great lungfuls when Cal finally broke the kiss.

  He leaned back a little, and then his hands went to the fastenings on his own vest. Without taking his eyes from hers, he opened the vest and took it off.

  Law and Fletcher also removed their Kevlar, the sounds of more ripping and rustling let her know what was happening without her having to look behind her. Law and Fletch moved in close to her, both of their thighs now touching her sides. Being surrounded by their heat, masculinity, and scent was a huge turn-on, but it was almost too much pleasure to bear, and they weren’t even touching her in a sexual way. At least not yet.

  Cal reached up for the first button on her shirt and fiddled with it as he locked his gaze with hers. “We want to make you feel good, kitten. Will you let us?” The deep, raspy note of his voice when he spoke caused her body to react. Her pussy clenched again and juices leaked out onto her already wet panties. Her nipples tingled as if in preparation for their touch.

  Tabby turned to look over her shoulder, first at Law and then at Fletch. They looked so damn ravenous, and seeing that starvation increased her own. But before she answered she needed to know that one of the ranch hands wouldn’t walk in and see them. She glanced toward the barn doors and then back to Cal when he palmed her face and turned her head so that she once more met his gaze. He gave her that crooked smile she loved so much and held her breath as her arousal ramped up even more.

  “No one will come in, kitten. Law locked the side door after we came in, and if you’ll look at the double barn doors, you’ll see that Fletch put the wooden slats in place so they can’t be opened.”

  “There is no way we would ever let anyone but us see your beautiful, sexy body, love,” Law said in a slightly hoarse voice, which elicited another shiver to traverse her spine.

  Tabby took a deep breath then nodded her head. Cal’s nostrils flared, and he continued to look at her as he slowly slipped the button from the hole on her shirt. His fingers moved quickly, opening the shirt one button at a time until he finally released the last one. He didn’t immediately push her borrowed shirt off like she thought he would, but instead moved his hands back to the top of her thighs on the outside, holding her with his big hands. It was all she could do not to beg him to touch her and relieve all the aches caused by her desire. Then his hand moved up over her hip, and while he held her still, his other hand moved to her lower belly just above the waistband of her borrowed jeans.

  She inhaled raggedly and then held her breath, waiting to see what he would do and touch next.

  And then his hand began to move, lightly caressing the skin of her belly and moving up her torso to ribs. He stopped just beneath her lace-covered breast, and his thumb began to move back and forth, caressing the underside of her needy globe.

  “You are so fucking soft. I want to touch every part of you.” Cal leaned down and started kissing her again, his tongue sliding and twining with hers as he finally moved his hand the last couple of inches and his large palm enveloped her whole breast.

  Tabby mewed and arched further into his hand, silently begging for more of the exquisite sensations he was causing.

  Fletch and Law moved away from her and she immediately missed their body heat, but when she felt their hands on her shoulders and arms, pushing the shirt from her body, she moaned in appreciation and let them move her limbs anyway they wanted so they could get her shirt off. Her bra quickly followed, and she moaned when her achy nipples brushed against the cotton covering Cal’s muscular chest.

  He slowed the kiss down and then kissed his way across her jaw and down her neck before lifting his head and staring down at her breasts. “You are so fucking stunning, kitten. I can’t wait to taste those ripe little berries.”

  Cal eased her upper body away from him but shifted his hand from her hip to her ass to keep her crotch pressed against his hard cock.

  Fletch moved in close to her again then clasped her bare shoulders with his hands and drew her back to rest against his upper thighs. She was totally exposed to three pairs of eyes, and when she tilted her head back, she saw that Law and Fletch were staring at her breasts as if they had never seen a pair before. Their ravenous expressions turned her body into one big, aching mass of need, and if they didn’t do something to appease her starvation soon, she was going to make a fool of herself and end up begging.

  Tabby cried out and arched her chest up when Cal licked across one tip, and she nearly screamed in joy when his hot, wet mouth drew her nipple in. He suckled strongly at her breast, and each pull of his mouth sent flashes of fire straight down to her throbbing, clenching pussy. She was so damn wet she felt like the crotch of her jeans were damp, too.

  “Hmm, I knew you would taste good, kitten,” Cal rasped after releasing her nipple from his mouth with a pop. “So fucking sweet. I can’t get enough of you.”

  Cal leaned over and took the other nipple into his mouth. When he scraped the edge of his teeth across the hard peak, she keened loudly and pressed her chest toward him. And then she whimpered with frustration when he removed his mouth from her again and pulled her upper body into his. He stood up, turned around, and looked down at her.

  She caught movement in her peripheral vision then watched in fascination as Law whipped his T-shirt up over his head and spread it out before placing it down on the bale of hay Cal had been sitting on.

  Cal lowered her to her feet, holding her waist until she was steady, and then Fletch moved closer and cupped her face in between his hands. “You are so sexy, love. I need to kiss you, too.”

  Fletch didn’t give her a chance to respond, not that she would have, but he bent down and slanted his mouth over hers. His hands caressed up her side until they were touching the outside of her breasts, and she moaned into his mouth when he cupped them both and began to knead them. He shifted again, and she felt his fingers on the button of her jeans as he opened it. Tabby whimpered when his fingers brushed against her skin as he lowered the zipper, and then another set of hands was tugging her jeans down
over her hips.

  Not once did he stop kissing her as both her feet were lifted from the ground by his arm around her waist, and then her jeans and panties were pulled from her body. Fletch weaned his mouth from hers, and she clutched at his shoulders. He took the couple of steps to the hay bale, and she was lowered to her ass onto the soft cotton of Law’s T-shirt.

  Fletch stepped back and his brothers moved to stand beside him. They all perused her naked body, running their gazes from the top of her head down to her toes and back up again.

  “She looks like a sex goddess, doesn’t she?” Cal asked in a deep, growly voice, which caused her pussy to clamp down and weep more cream.

  “Yeah,” Law replied in a husky voice as he tilted his head to the side while looking her up and down. “A fucking angel, more like.”

  Tabby couldn’t get enough air into her oxygen-starved lungs, and with each breath she took, her breasts jiggled and her nipples ached. She’d never been so aware of her body, not until she’d met these three men.

  Law moved in closer and hunkered down in front of her, his eyes roaming over her nakedness. When his hands landed on her upper thighs, she sighed with relief and wondered if she looked as insatiable as they did.

  His hands glided up and down the skin of her thighs, getting higher and higher with each slide of his palms against her flesh. When he got to her knees, he pressed gently, as if asking her to part them so he could see the very heart of her. Tabby didn’t hesitate and separated her limbs, but it mustn’t have been enough for Law. He shifted his hands up higher on her inner thighs and pressed out until she was wide open to their gazes.

  “Jeezus, I am so fucking hard right now, I’m aching.” Law’s fingers connected with her outer plump lips, and she cried out with need, leaning back on her elbows to steady her trembling body. She was so wet her juices were coating her inner thighs, and now because she was half lying down, they were dripping down onto her ass.

  “You’re very wet, aren’t you, kitten? I can see the cream pooling in your pretty little hole.” Cal knelt down beside Law, and then Fletch knelt down on his other side.

  Law leaned in closer to her pussy and she tensed a moment. When he blew his hot breath on her wet folds, she shuddered and goose bumps rose up over her skin. Her arms collapsed from under her. Tabby was shaking and feeling too weak to hold herself up anymore. She didn’t care that her hair would probably end up with straw in it. All she cared about at the moment was feeling.

  And feel she did.

  At that moment, Law used his thumbs to spread her labia wide and then he licked her pussy from her dripping hole to her clit and back again. But instead of stopping at her entrance he continued on, laving his tongue over her sensitive perineum right to her little pucker.

  “Fucking delicious.” Law had only lifted his head high enough to speak, and Tabby felt every puff of air on her clit and every vibration of his voice deep inside her womb. “I could spend days eating out that pretty pussy and drinking down that yummy, sweet cream, baby.”

  “Oh God.” Tabby gasped, and then she let out a deep, guttural groan when Law opened his mouth wide over her vagina and began eating her out again.

  Her head started thrashing back and forth on the hay bale when Fletch and Cal both took a breast into the palm of their hands and began to knead them. She whimpered and bucked and cried out when they sucked a nipple into each of their mouths.

  Law’s tongue slithered up through her soaked folds, and then he caged her clit gently between his teeth and flicked the sensitive, engorged pearl rapidly with the tip of his tongue. It was almost too much pleasure to endure but also nowhere near enough. He released her labia, wrapped his arms around her legs, lifted her limbs, and spread her wide. One of his arms moved further around her leg, and then he rimmed her pussy hole with the tip of a finger. Round and round, again and again, he circled her cunt until she thought she would go out of her mind with need.

  Then he started to push his finger up inside her. Centimeter by pleasurable, excruciating centimeter, his finger slid along and in, massaging her internal walls. She was breathing so hard now it sounded like she’d just finished running a hundred-yard dash or a two-hour-long marathon.

  She couldn’t stay still. No matter how hard she tried, it was an impossibility, but they held her down so she couldn’t travel too far. Law placed the palm of one hand low on her belly and over the top of her pubic bone. Fletcher put his hand on her ribs just below her breast, and Cal had one of his hands on her hipbone.

  Tabby was effectively being dominated by them, and she loved how helpless and feminine that made her feel, but she also felt powerful. For some reason, these three men holding her down and loving on her made her feel desirable for the first time in…in forever. The knowledge that she turned them on and they wanted, needed, to touch her was a prevailing feeling. It made her want so much more than just the physical. Her heart was already a vested interest, and she knew as time went by that she would begin to care for them more deeply.

  Her thoughts were swept away when Law began to pump his finger in and out of her pussy. The tension inside her grew hotter and brighter until she was sobbing out with pleasure with every breath she took and then expelled.

  Cal released her nipple with a resounding pop, and then he leaned up higher and covered her mouth with his. The kiss that followed was open-mouth rapaciousness, a hungry, wild, wet meeting of lips, tongue, and teeth, and only made the inferno inside her burn hotter.

  When Law pushed two fingers into her, her cry was muffled by Cal’s mouth, and she felt her juices drip down over her anus. Law began thrusting his fingers into her cunt, faster and deeper, and the warmth that was gathering in her womb spread out to her limbs and body, causing her to shake even more. And then the pad of his fingers caressed over a really sensitive spot inside her, and she was done for.

  Tabby threw her head back, breaking the kiss with Cal, gasped for a breath, and screamed. Her whole body shook and shuddered as orgasmic waves of nirvana swept over her. The internal walls of her pussy clamped down and released, clung and let go, and just as she thought she couldn’t take any more of the rapture, Law sucked her clit into his mouth and she went flying up to the heavens again.

  Her mouth opened on a silent scream and cream gushed from her pussy in a great spurt of rhapsody, sending her body into more paroxysms of ecstasy.

  Law slurped and sucked up all her cum, and as the last quake left her feeling like a boneless pile of goo, she became aware of Cal and Fletcher crooning to her and caressing her as if they were trying to ease her down from her climactic high, slowly, gently.

  “Fucking beautiful,” Cal rasped before kissing her on the cheek.

  “Aphrodite had nothing on you, love,” Fletcher panted.

  Tabby groaned when Law gently withdrew his fingers from her pussy and gave her one last lick. “I knew you were a sex goddess, baby.”

  She was too stunned to reply and wondered if she looked as dazed as she felt. Cal lifted her into his arms and held her while Law cleaned her up with his T-shirt after giving it a shake and making sure there was no straw stuck to it.

  The three men helped her to dress, and after they all donned their Kevlar vests, they headed back to the house.

  She fell a little more for the three men. She had expected them to make love to her after making her come. She’d seen the hard bulges in their pants and knew they had to be hurting as much as she had been. But they had taken care of her needs and ignored their own.

  Tabby just hoped that the men after the Elite Dragoons didn’t succeed, because if they did she didn’t know if her heart could bear the loss.

  Chapter Seven

  Cal loved waking up in bed with Tabby every morning, but he loved being able to hold her in his arms throughout the night more. He and his brothers took turns sleeping beside her and snuggling up next to her each night. And Tabby seemed to like being surrounded by them, too. Whenever one of them shifted in bed, she always shifted with them an
d made sure she pressed up tight against them. She’d even started reaching out with her foot to whichever one of them was lying across the bottom of the mattress. Their Tabby cat was a very tactile woman, and Cal didn’t even think she knew how often she touched them.

  None of them had made another move on her since that day in the barn. It wasn’t because they didn’t want to, but because he and his brothers were giving her time to get used to them. But from the sultry looks and the soft touches they gave her and she accepted, Cal thought that just maybe it was time for the next step in their relationship.

  He’d watched her interacting with the other women and saw how well she got along with them. She fit in with everyone like she had known them for years and their meeting had been fated.

  Cal had never believed in fate or kismet or whatever one wanted to call it, but the more he fell for Tabitha Carey, the more he believed that just maybe some things were destined to be.

  He glanced up when Tabby walked into the living room after helping the other women clean up the kitchen after supper and patted the cushion on the sofa next to him. There wasn’t much room between him and Fletch, but she was such a tiny little thing he knew she would fit perfectly. Fletch gave him a wink when Tabby sat down squeezing her pert little bottom and slim yet curvaceous hips between them. The sides of her ass and hips bumped against their thighs and hips, and then gravity pulled her body in tight between them.

  Law had disappeared for a moment, but when he came back into the living room, his gaze zeroed in on Tabby. He stalked over to the sofa, sat down in front of her, and leaned his back against her shins. Cal expected Tabby to tell Law to move, but she didn’t. She spread her knees apart and shivered when Law scooted back between her legs and hung his arms over the top of her knees. When his brother looked back over his shoulder at her, Tabby gave him a smile and a saucy wink.