Bailey, Debbie - Stephanie's Homecoming [Men of Kinsey 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

by Debbie Bailey

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  Kane pulled Stephanie in closer, trying to get her to stop squirming. “Stephanie, calm down.” His voice was deep and firm. “You will listen to me, angel eyes.”

  Turning her in his arms so that she faced him, he placed two fingers under her chin to lift her eyes up to his.

  “You, sweet one, will do as you are told when it comes to Jenny. And before you go off on another tangent, I want you to really listen to me.”

  Grabbing a chair out from the table, Kane sat down, pulling Stephanie onto his lap so she was straddling his legs and facing him.

  Placing his hands on either side of her face forced her to look at him. Nodding his head toward the bedroom, he said, “That man lying in there loves you more than life itself, just as I do. None of what Jenny has done is your fault, baby. For ten years you made me wait for you, and for ten years I didn’t see how far Jenny had gone off the deep end. If anyone is to blame, it’s me, Stephanie. There were a lot of times that Jenny would make comments to me or to other members of the club about our ‘wedding day,’ and I just laughed it off like everyone else. None of us saw just how real it was for her, and now you and Turk are paying the price for my stupidity.”

  Kane wrapped his arms around her and just held her. How was he going to keep her safe if he didn’t know where Jenny was? He needed to make sure that Stephanie was always with either him or one of the other men from the club. They were the only people he would trust with her safety now that Turk was out of commission for a while. Dammit, Turk took a bullet that should have been his.

  He could feel Stephanie’s hands stroke through his hair, sending shivers down his back. She was the only woman to ever make him almost bend to her will in the bedroom. If she hadn’t liked his lifestyle, he probably would have given it up for her. He was just glad that wasn’t going to be an option. She was a submissive, through and through.

  “I want you to lean back a little, baby, so that I can get this shirt off you. I need to see what is mine and Turk’s, and I need to see it now.”

  Stephanie did exactly as she was told. She leaned back so that he could unbutton and remove her shirt, revealing the bright-red lace bra she was wearing.

  “Oh…what do we have here? Maybe my angel eyes isn’t so angelic after all.” He smiled as he traced a finger along the edge of her bra before undoing the front closure to let her breasts free.

  And what glorious breasts they were. Soft and round, topped with the most delicious-looking pink nipples he’d ever seen. Leaning forward, he licked the tip of one, reveling in the gasp from Stephanie.

  “You are so beautiful, baby girl. I just want to wrap you up in cotton and make sure you’re always safe.” Kane sucked her nipple into his mouth and then released it with an audible pop. Looking into her eyes, he said, “But I know I can’t do that because you’re strong enough to take care of all of us. Although, right now, I want to play with my little sub for the night, so I suggest you stand up and strip so you can show me what belongs to me and Turk.”

  Stephanie moved quickly and quietly for him, standing and removing her open shirt and bra in one motion. Her hand undid the buttons on her jeans, and she pushed them off but left her red thong panties on.

  She was a goddess.

  Her long, slim legs were made to wrap around him as he drove his cock into her sweet cunt. She had curves where a woman should have them, and the slight rise of her tummy only made his cock grow harder at the thought of one day seeing her round with their child.

  “The panties, too, pet, I want to make sure that you’ve kept your pussy nice and pretty for me.” Kane stepped forward, and after she had removed her panties, he took them from her and tossed them on the kitchen counter and knelt before her.

  By running his hands down her sides and over her hips, he could see that it wouldn’t take much to send her over the edge. Her pussy was dripping with her cream, and he felt like a big cat in need of some. Spreading her legs a little wider, he leaned in and swiped his tongue over her wet cunt.

  “Jesus, you taste sweet, baby.” Her body shivered as he spoke the words against her hot pussy before dipping his tongue inside her.

  Looking up, Kane watched her face as he parted her folds and swiped his tongue through her slit. After a few licks of his tongue, she was on fire for him, and he knew exactly what she wanted. Holding her open, he ate at her, closing his eyes for a moment to savor her sweet taste.

  Kane chuckled as Stephanie trembled uncontrollably, her body jerking every time he touched her.

  With one more swipe of his tongue through her wet slit, Kane stood and kissed her deeply before stepping back to remove his clothes.

  “Please, Kane, I’m so close,” she gasped when he pulled her hard against his naked body.

  Smiling, he easily lifted her up, carrying her into the living room.

  “Wrap your legs around me, angel eyes,” he ordered.

  When she did, he heard her breath stop momentarily when her pussy came in contact with his hard cock.

  “That’s right, baby, I’m going to drive my cock so far into you that you will never forget who you belong to.”

  Kane kissed her deeply, his tongue sweeping through her mouth as he walked with her, wrapped around him, until her back hit the far wall.

  “We’re going to take you on every surface, in every room, and on every piece of furniture in this house.” Kane’s voice was dark and low as he whispered to her what he and Turk were going to do to her.

  “For tonight, though…” he lifted her slightly then impaled her on his hard cock in one smooth stroke.

  With her legs wrapped tightly around him, he pushed her body hard against the wall. Using only his powerful hips and leg muscles, he released his hold on her ass and placed his forearms on either side of her head, leaning in to nuzzle the side of her neck.

  With each stroke inside her, Kane staked his claim. She was his and Turk’s, always.

  Kane clenched his jaw as he pounded into her. He had wanted to go slow, but her response to his touch drove him wild.

  “Kane, it feels so good,” Stephanie cried out as her pussy began to quiver and tighten around his cock.

  “That’s it, baby, come all over my cock. I want you to coat me in your cream,” he panted.

  Kane’s hands slid down to grab hold of her ass again, holding on to get a better angle. “You’re fucking heaven in my arms, Steph.”

  “Kane, my God!”

  Her pussy milked him, her inner muscles quivering and contracting with each deep stroke of his shaft. Her body stiffened and bowed off the wall, involuntarily pushing against his chest as she flew over the edge into paradise.

  Kane growled his release as he threw his head back, his strength the only thing holding her from straightening her legs.

  Burying his face in her neck, Kane breathed in her scent, helping him to settle back to earth again.

  Still trembling with his cock buried deep inside her, he lifted her away from the wall and carried her over to the couch and sat down with her straddling his lap.

  * * * *

  Stephanie’s breath caught at the look of pure possession on Kane’s face. Holding onto him for dear life as he sat with her on the couch, her body felt alive with him still buried inside her.

  Nuzzling her face against his shoulder, she sighed, content to be held in his arms.

  She smiled shakily, feeling a little vulnerable sitting on his lap in the living room, naked.

  “I love you, Kane.” The words came out a little bit more shakily than she wanted them to, but her emotions were still on overdrive.

  “I love you so damned much, angel eyes.” Kane lifted her back from his chest to look into her eyes. “And once Turk is healed, we’re getting married. I want to start a life with you, have babies, and give you all the good things that you deserve.”

  Pulling his head down, she ran her tongue over his bottom lip before she bit down on it. “I want a proper proposal, sir, from both of you, and then
just love me. That’s all I want. I don’t need things from either of you, just love me.”

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  Turk cleared his throat finally.

  “We already do, baby girl,” he said as he came to sit beside them on the couch. “We already do. And what the hell are you two doing sitting naked in the living room?” He laughed, narrowing his eyes at her in a mock glare. “Here I am injured, all alone in bed, and you two are out here just having a good time without me. Tell me, how is that fair? I’m the wounded warrior and all.” Turk couldn’t hold back his smile anymore.

  “Oh for Christ’s sake, Turk, build a bridge and get over it.” Kane laughed. “You’ve had much worse injuries than that damn bullet in the shoulder and didn’t whine nearly as much. The only reason is because you aren’t getting any at the moment.”

  “There you are.” Kane laughed as he deposited Stephanie on Turk’s lap.

  “I’m gonna go have a shower and then start making something to eat. For some reason, I’m exceedingly hungry.” Before leaving, Kane leaned in and kissed her on the shoulder and whispered, “Don’t be too gentle with him. He’s really not hurt that bad.”

  Stephanie carefully straddled Turk’s legs. He was only wearing a pair of flannel boxer pajamas, so, lifting her body up slightly, she was able to pull them down to his knees without too much difficulty.

  His cock sprang free and rested on his body, almost to his navel. Damn, he was a big boy! Slowly leaning in and careful not to grab onto his injured shoulder, she ran her fingers into his hair, pulling his head forward so that she could taste his lips.

  Turk’s good arm went around her waist and grabbed her ass, lifting her body to rub her already-wet pussy against his cock.

  “Guide me inside you, sweetheart. I need to feel your delicious cunt surround my cock,” he said.

  The way these two men spoke drove her desires higher. She loved it when they talked nasty to her.

  Wrapping her small hand around his cock, well, as much as she could of it, Stephanie lowered herself down slowly.

  Both of them sighed as she took all of him into her.

  “Fuck, baby, even after having Kane you’re still tight. You feel incredible, but I don’t think I’m going to last long. Your pussy is already squeezing my cock,” Turk groaned and leaned her back a little so that he could nip at one of her nipples.

  Turk felt his balls drawing up tight against his body and said, “Touch yourself, baby. Let me see you play with that little clit of yours.”

  She did as he asked, and within only a few strokes, Turk heard her scream as her orgasm broke over her in a giant wave. He followed her a heartbeat later.

  Chapter 13

  Jenny paced back and forth on the rug in the living room of her daddy’s cabin. Her parents were on their way to pick her up so that they and their lawyer could go to the sheriff together.

  Smiling, she looked over at the small amount of luggage that she had brought with her. Amazingly, she hadn’t felt uncomfortable while she had been staying at the cabin. She had originally planned to stay only for a few days, but there was a snag in her parents’ travel plans, and they wouldn’t be able to get home for at least six weeks, but it turned out to be a good thing because it was actually quite peaceful.

  It also gave her a lot of time to think. Maybe her dad had a good idea when he mentioned her seeing a therapist when they got her home. She didn’t understand it herself, why she had such a fixation on Kane Bryson. Part of her always knew they would never be together, but this other part just wouldn’t believe it or take no for an answer.

  Hearing a car pull up, she raced to the front door and flung it open, expecting to see only her parents with their attorney, but instead, the sheriff and a deputy accompanied them.

  “Mom…? Dad…?” she said before she burst into tears.

  * * * *

  It had been a few weeks since Turk had been shot. Stephanie was back at the paper full-time and well on her way of making it the kind of newspaper she would be proud of.

  Sitting at her desk on a Friday afternoon, Shayne came barreling in without knocking, his lungs gasping for air

  “Stephanie, Kane and Turk are downstairs, and they said they need you to go down there right now. The sheriff called, and they are bringing Jenny into the station.”

  Shit, this was not what she wanted today. Picking up her phone, she dialed Tabitha Aphrodite’s extension and told her what was happening so that she could grab one of the photographers and head over to the sheriff’s department.

  It didn’t matter whether she wanted it or not. She was part of the story, and she expected her employees to cover it as they would any other story.

  “C’mon, Steph,” Shayne said as he grabbed her bag and almost threw it at her.

  “Dammit, Shayne, what has got your dick twisted about this. We knew they would catch her, so why all the tension. You’re making me crazy.”

  “It’s not Jenny that’s got me moving so fast. It’s those two gigantic men in the lobby. They scare the hell out of me, so when they say jump, hell, I’m just gonna ask how high and then do whatever they want.” They walked downstairs together, and the moment she saw Kane and Turk, all the tension left her body.

  “Here she is safe and sound, so no need to break any bones on my person now is there, Kane?” Shayne asked in a shaky voice.

  “Oh for the love of…you did not threaten my assistant with bodily harm again, did you?” Stephanie asked, her hands resting on her hips.

  “I just told him to go and get you and to make sure you got here safely or else he’d have to deal with me.” Kane mirrored Stephanie’s stance.

  “You have got to stop doing shit like that, Kane.”

  Stephanie turned when she heard Turk snicker.

  “You, too, Turk, you’re both going to have to stop the Neanderthal behavior.” Stepping closer to her men, she grabbed hold of a hand from each of them and said in an almost whispered voice, “If I lose Shayne because you’ve scared him out of the job, both of you will find your balls sitting on my desk upstairs, do you understand me?”

  Kane burst out laughing and looked over at the young man standing with them.

  “Sorry, Shayne, we were just teasing you. You are great for Stephanie, and we are glad that she has you to help her here at the paper and keep her life balanced.” Kane stepped forward, his hand outstretched to the young man.

  Taking the offered hand, Shayne let out the breath he’d been holding and said, “She’s a great boss, and I love working for her. Even though both of you are built like linebackers and could probably break me in two, I still don’t think I would quit.”

  Heading back upstairs, Shayne turned back to them and said, “Now, get out of here so that we can get back to running this paper.”

  “You are such a little shit, Shayne.” Stephanie laughed and followed her men out the door.

  As the three of them walked along the street heading for the Sheriff’s office, they could see that there was already a number of the area’s new outlets waiting out front. Her first thought was to try and find another way into the office, but Turk leaned down and kissed the side of her head and said, “We will face them together, baby girl.”

  And they did. Hand in hand, the three of them walked straight through the throng of reporters and through the doors of the sheriff’s department.

  * * * *

  Jenny had never seen her parents like this before. They weren’t listening to anything she had to say. And the bloody lawyer just kept telling her to keep her mouth shut.

  Who the hell is this guy?

  He wasn’t her parents’ regular lawyer, that was for sure. This guy was a lot younger and prettier than old Mr. Jansen.

  So she sat there and did what he told her to do, even though it irritated the shit out of her.

  There was a commotion at the front door, and then Kane, Turk, and Stephanie stepped into the large room.

  Right away, Jenny could see that although Turk had lost a
little weight, he was still in great shape. She was happy for that.

  Her actions on that day would haunt her forever, but hopefully over the next while she could deal with it all.

  “You little twit,” Kane snarled at her.

  “Do you have any idea what could have happened to Turk that day if your fucking aim hadn’t been so piss-poor.”

  Jenny shrank back in the chair and bowed her head, unable to look at Kane at all.

  “I know, Kane, and I’m sorry,” she said quietly.

  “You’re sorry, Jenny…are you really sorry? Or are you just sorry you got caught?” he snarled.

  Her head snapped up quickly at not only the anger but the fear in Kane’s voice.

  “Yes, Kane. I am truly sorry. Sorry for it all. I have no excuses and no explanation for any of my actions, but I am truly sorry. I would never have wanted to hurt anyone, especially someone as important as Turk is to you.”

  Clearing his throat, Verne Black stepped forward. “Turk, I know that Jenny has caused you pain and suffering, and I would like to apologize to you for that.”

  “It’s not your fault, Mr. Black, so no apologies are necessary,” Turk said.

  “I think that it is more our fault than anyone else’s, including Jen’s,” he said in a sad voice.

  “Could we all sit down, I’m finding this a little more difficult than I thought it would be,” Jenny’s mom said.

  After everyone was sitting, Verne Black placed one hand on the top of the table, and the other grasped his wife’s hand.

  “You have to realize that although Jenny had the best of everything that money could buy, she didn’t have the two of us very much. We got her the best tutors and dance teachers, riding instructors, and language teachers, we gave her everything but what she really needed…time with us.” Verne leaned over and kissed the cheek of his only child.