Slave Gold (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Becca Van

  “Oh, I think our baby likes that idea.” Barclay gripped her pelvis and pushed his hips up. His cock was so big and hard she felt him touch the entrance to her womb. That little bit of pain only seemed to enhance her arousal. Her pussy clenched again, and more cream leaked from her body.

  “Suck Gilmore’s cock, sweetheart,” Darby commanded and gently pushed her head toward his brother’s shaft.

  Shannon liked being controlled and let him guide her head. She licked the damp slit in the head of Gilmore’s cock and groaned as she tasted his essence on her tongue. Taking a deep breath, she opened her mouth wide and sank down over him. Gilmore groaned and threaded his fingers through her hair. He didn’t force her onto him but just held her as she began to bob up and down over his hard shaft.

  “Your mouth is so fucking hot, Shannon. You feel like heaven.”

  Just as she got into a nice steady rhythm of advance and retreat, Darby began to pull from her ass. She whimpered around the cock in her mouth but then groaned as he forged back in. As he pressed in, Barclay, who was gripping her hips, lifted her slightly and withdrew almost to the tip of his cock. With each pump and thrust, they increased the pace incrementally while she pleasured Gilmore with her mouth.

  Gilmore groaned and wrapped her hair around his wrist, cupping her cheek with his other hand. Shannon realized she had stopped moving over his dick as she let the sensation of being made love to wash over her.

  “Stay still, Shannon,” Gilmore demanded. “I don’t want to choke you.”

  Gilmore removed his hand from her cheek and wrapped his fist around the base of his cock. Then he began to fuck her mouth. He started off with a slow, easy pace, but as he thrust in and out of her mouth, he picked up speed. Shannon twirled her tongue around the head of his rod and then along the large vein on the underside as he slid back into her mouth. Each time he withdrew to the tip, she suctioned hard, hollowing her cheeks, wanting to give as much pleasure as was being bestowed on her.

  Barclay surged back into her pussy as Darby pulled out. Her internal walls fluttered and began to coil. Tingles of heat permeated her belly and spread out, her womb felt heavy, and her juices leaked from her vagina continuously in copious amounts.

  “She’s close. Hurry,” Barclay gasped. “Don’t come yet, baby. Hold on just a bit longer.”

  Shannon whimpered and then moaned around her mouthful of cock and drew a deep breath in through her nostrils.

  How the hell am I supposed to do that when I am so turned on and have every orifice filled with a penis?

  “Oh fuck! So good,” Darby groaned.

  And then their rhythm changed. Barclay and Darby both surged into her at the same time. Shannon cried out as the tingles grew in intensity and her internal muscles gathered in tighter. The three men pumped into her at the same time, each man’s rhythm in tune with the others’. And then she was there, hovering on the precipice. The pleasure was so great she was almost frightened of its strength.

  Barclay pushed a hand down between his and her bodies, his fingers brushing through the curls of her mound, seeking out the top of her slit.

  “Come for us, baby,” he panted in a growly voice. “Seal the bond with us, Shannon.”

  Her scream was muffled by Gilmore’s cock as he pushed his way into her mouth, almost to the back of her throat. The spring inside her snapped. Wave upon wave of rapture coursed through her, making her whole body tremble. Gilmore’s cock expanded and then she was drinking his cum as it spewed from his dick. She gulped his tasty essence down instinctively so she wouldn’t choke. Darby shouted and gripped her shoulders as he climaxed, filling her ass with his warm seed. Barclay roared and held her hips firmly as he shot load after load of semen into her pussy. White lights formed in front of her eyes, and the climax just kept on and on until she could barely breathe. Her limbs were becoming heavy and the bright electrical pulses before her eyes became tiny dark pinpricks.

  Gilmore withdrew his cock from her mouth, and she slumped down onto Barclay, her body too heavy and replete to hold up any longer. Her heart felt overfull with emotion, and tears leaked from her eyes once more. She felt a deep connection with the three men, almost like they were tethered together with string, her being the anchor in the center.

  “Fuck! Do you feel that?” Barclay asked in a voice filled with awe and emotion.

  If Shannon had been able to sit up, she would have, but she was so satiated and boneless she didn’t have any strength left.

  Yes, she thought. This was what she had been missing all her life. She was surrounded by their love and protection. She could practically see into her men’s hearts and souls, and they loved her. Her. Somebody who had been ignored for most of her life. Shannon felt complete for the first time in her life, and she vowed that nothing and no one was going to stand in the way of loving her three men.

  Chapter Ten

  Darby was humbled that Shannon had trusted them to bond with her. And now that the bonding was complete, he was awed by what he felt. He could feel his brothers through Shannon, and he could also feel what was in her heart. His love for his brothers had never been so intense. Although he loved his brothers, he’d never felt like he did in that moment, and he hoped that the bond with Shannon would bring them even closer together.

  He slowly eased his deflating cock from her ass and smiled at her slight groan. Gilmore grinned at him and then headed to the bathroom to start the shower.

  “Are you all right, little one?” Darby caressed her back and hips and then smoothed his hands over her buttocks.

  “Mmph,” Shannon grunted.

  Darby chuckled and lifted her off of Barclay and carried her into the bathroom. He stepped into the water after checking the temperature and stood cuddling Shannon as the water ran over them. She finally stirred in his arms and lifted her head. Her lips were red and swollen from their kisses, and her cheeks were still pink from their recent passion.

  “I can feel you.”

  Shannon had spoken so quietly he had to bend down slightly to hear her. “I can feel you, too, sweetheart.”

  “You really do love me,” she said with wonder and then looked to Gilmore and Barclay as his brothers entered the large cubicle.

  “Yes we do, baby.”

  “I wasn’t certain. God, I’m so sorry I doubted you. No, not you. I doubted myself, my own feelings. It all happened so fast.”

  Darby let her legs down when she wiggled but kept his hands on her waist to keep her steady. “Branwen knew what she was doing when she sent you to us, sweetheart.”

  “Yes,” she sighed.

  Gilmore rubbed up and down her arms and kissed her shoulder. It was then that Darby’s eyes snagged on her bare upper right arm. He looked to Barclay and saw his brother’s gaze was also on her bare arm, as was Gilmore’s.

  “I don’t think you have to worry over ever being taken from us, sweetheart.” Darby pushed Gilmore’s hand aside and wrapped his around her arm where the slave gold had rested. It was gone, as if it had never been.

  “What do you…” Shannon gasped and looked down at her arm. “It’s gone.”

  “I think now that we have connected in body as well as heart and soul and you are here where you are meant to be, Branwen’s slave gold bracelet has gone to where it is needed next.”

  “Do you really think so?”

  “Barclay’s right, honey.” Gilmore wrapped his arm around her from behind and hugged her against him. “Branwen is the goddess of love and beauty. I think her slave gold has been and will be used over and over, matching up people to the loves of their lives. That slave gold bracelet will travel to universes and eras we have never heard of.”

  Shannon sighed and smiled as she leaned back against Gilmore. “That’s so nice but also sad, too. I wish she’d been able to live and get her happily ever after.”

  “Yes, it would have been nice for her to have lived and loved. But her legacy lives on in that bracelet, so she will never be forgotten.”

  “Let’s
get you cleaned up, sweetheart. I can feel how tired you are. You need to rest.” Darby began to wash her body while Gilmore washed and rinsed her hair.

  “Really, you can feel what I feel?”

  “Yes we can, Shannon. Can’t you feel us?” Barclay queried.

  “I feel connected to you all and the love you have for me, but it’s only faint traces.” She frowned.

  “Don’t worry, Shannon. Maybe it will just take a little time for everything to click into place.”

  “But…”

  “I don’t think our honey is supposed to feel what we feel,” Gilmore interrupted. “As long as we are connected and she feels our love, I think that is enough. We are warriors and are supposed to be able to feel what she does to keep her safe.”

  “Why do you think that?” Darby asked.

  “It could be dangerous for her to feel everything we do. What if one of us sustained an injury? How would you feel if you knew she would suffer pain because one of us did?”

  “That makes sense in a kind of convoluted way,” Barclay said. “If we can feel what she does, then we will be able to see to her needs. You are special and important to us, Shannon. We want to be able to take care of you.”

  Once they were done with their shower, Darby dried Shannon and carried her to bed. He slid in next to her and held her close as his brothers left for the training field. Her clean scent washed over him and his sated cock twitched back to life, but he wasn’t going to do anything about it. Shannon was tired and needed to sleep after the rigors of taking him and his brothers in the bonding. She sighed and rolled over, draping her body across his. One of her legs was slung over both of his, and her arm and hand were on his chest.

  He vowed to make sure Shannon was happy with him and his brothers for the rest of his life. She needed to be content because she was the center of their family unit. If she wasn’t pleased, then how could he and his brothers be happy?

  Darby must have drifted off, because when he opened his eyes, Shannon was leaning on her arm watching him. He reached up, cupped the back of her neck, and pulled her in for a kiss. When he was done, they were both breathing heavily.

  “How are you feeling, sweetheart?”

  “A little sore, but good.”

  “What would you like to do?”

  Shannon tilted her head as if she was thinking. “I would love to learn how to grow vegetables from the other women. I never had the chance to garden back home. I always lived in an apartment and had no yard for a garden.”

  “What else?”

  “Can you teach me how to fight?”

  “Why would you want to do that? We can protect you, little one. There is no need for you to become a warrior. In fact, that is what drew us to you in the first place.”

  “Really?”

  “Yes, we love your body and your softness. We don’t want you training and gaining more muscle. We love you just the way you are.”

  “Sometimes it comes in handy to be able to defend oneself.”

  Darby sighed, because he knew what she said was true. He and his brothers wouldn’t be able to be by her side all the time. It wouldn’t hurt for Shannon to have a few skills in self-defense.

  “All right, but no swords.”

  “Good, let’s go.” Shannon kissed him and then rolled off the bed and got dressed.

  Darby did the same and followed her out to the kitchen.

  “What can I get you, Shannon?” elder woman Swan asked.

  “Umm, do you mind if I call you Rose?”

  “Not at all. I would love it. I have being trying to get Darby and his brothers to call me by my first name for years.” She winked at Shannon. “Did you need something?”

  “Just a drink of water, but don’t stop what you’re doing. I’ll get it.” Shannon quenched her thirst and then grabbed Darby by the hand, leading him from the dwelling. She walked toward the large vegetable garden and then came to an abrupt halt.

  Glancing over her head, Darby saw Tren and his brothers harvesting vegetables and tilling the ground. Garth turned his head and glared at Shannon and then scowled at him. Darby moved in front of Shannon, hiding her from view. “Get back to work, and if I catch you looking at my bond mate again, you will spend the next month working here.”

  Darby clasped Shannon’s hand and led her away from the three warriors. He felt their eyes on him and his woman, but he couldn’t stop them from looking. He’d seen the malevolence in that look Garth had given Shannon and had wanted to pick the bastard up and strangle him with his bare hands, but he would never let his bond mate see how violent he could be where she was concerned.

  “Darby, I can feel your fury. They haven’t done anything to me. Please, just let it go.”

  Darby knew Shannon was right, but Garth’s look had given him the chills.

  “Why don’t you show me some moves?”

  She led him around to the other side of their dwelling, away from prying eyes, and turned to face him.

  “What do you want me to show you?”

  “I don’t know,” she sighed. “Other than a well-placed knee I have no idea what to do to defend myself. I’ve never had to before.”

  “Shannon, I don’t think any of this is necessary. You have us to look after you.” He cupped her cheeks between his hands and then bent down to kiss her on the lips.

  “I just thought it would be a good idea, but I probably wouldn’t have any effect on any of the men on this planet. You’re all so freaking huge and must top me by at least a hundred pounds.”

  “Why don’t I take you to the healer,” he suggested. “He can show you how our data chips work. If you had one, you would have all the knowledge of self-defense you could ever need”

  “Oh, yes. I would love that. Do you think I should get one implanted? Would it hurt if I did?”

  “I’m not sure, but let’s find out. Healer Marrick will know if it’s safe to implant you.”

  Darby guided her to the healer’s dwelling and waited for the door to be answered after knocking.

  “Darby, what brings you here? Is all well?”

  “Yes. Healer Marrick, this is our bond mate, Shannon. She would like to learn about our data chips.”

  “Please enter.” Healer Marrick stepped back and swept his arm out.

  Shannon spent the next hour asking questions, and by the time she was done she looked really excited. It seemed that it would be safe and painless for her to have a data chip embedded into her brain. She wanted to have the procedure done then and there, but Darby asked her to wait. They needed to talk to his brothers before she went ahead.

  They headed back to their dwelling. He listened and smiled as Shannon talked animatedly.

  “Just think of all the knowledge I would gain, Darby. Once the chip is embedded and my nerves connected I will have information on tap whenever I want. I wouldn’t need you to train me to fight. I could use the chip if I needed to. I can’t believe Healer Marrick wouldn’t even have to shave my head. You are all so technically advanced compared to back on Earth.”

  Darby turned toward Shannon and smiled. He caught something moving out of the corner of his eye. Pain exploded in his head and his vision dimmed as he sank to his knees. He tried to hold on, but the last thing he heard as he slipped into unconsciousness was Shannon’s muffled scream.

  * * * *

  A large arm wrapped around Shannon’s waist and a firm, hard hand covered her mouth as Darby sank to the ground. She screamed when she saw the blood on the back of Darby’s head, but the noise was muffled. She kicked and clawed her nails into the arm over her mouth and was satisfied to hear her assailant curse. Tren, one of the warriors who had made her uncomfortable, walked around to her front and smiled maliciously. He reached out and pinched a spot on her shoulder close to her neck. Her vision blurred and she slumped down into oblivion.

  Chapter Eleven

  Barclay raised his sword and blocked his sparring partner. Just as he was about to thrust forward, fear like he’d never kn
own washed over him. He raised his hand and stepped back, looking toward Gilmore. His brother was already hurrying over.

  “Did you feel that?” Gilmore asked.

  “Yes, it’s Shannon.” Barclay let out an angry roar and then he and his brother began organizing his men into search parties. He’d seen Darby and their bond mate walking away from their dwelling from afar a while ago and had been keeping an eye out for their reappearance but hadn’t seen them return. He had intended to give her a kiss and hug, but now his gut was knotted with fear. “Our bond mate is in danger. We have to find her quickly. Spread out and search the village and forests. Gilmore and I will search our dwelling first and then meet up with you. Make sure the horses are ready to go just in case.”

  Barclay turned and ran toward their dwelling, Gilmore on his heels. He had never imagined that being bonded and feeling what Shannon did could be so amazing, nor that he would get used to it so quickly. New though their bond was, losing his connection to Shannon scared him shitless. One minute he could feel her terror through their link and the next there was nothing.

  “What the fuck is going on?” Gilmore literally roared his question.

  “I don’t know,” Barclay answered. “Where the hell is Darby?”

  “We have to find them.” Gilmore burst through the front door of the dwelling. They ran from room to room and then came to a halt in the kitchen. Elder woman Swan stood there frowning at them.

  “Have you seen Darby or Shannon?”

  “Not for a few hours. They were going to go to the gardens I believe.”

  Barclay spun on his heel and bolted. He raced toward the garden, scanning the area the whole time. There was no sight of Shannon or his brother.

  Gilmore stopped beside him. “Has anyone seen our bond mate?”

  One of the elder women looked up. “They were going to practice some defensive moves I believe. The last time I saw Shannon and Darby they were headed to the other side of your dwelling.”

  “Wait!” Barclay placed a hand on Gilmore’s shoulder as he turned away. “Where are Tren Saval and his brothers?”