Rainier, Heather - Their Divine Doctor, A Holiday Ménage [Divine Creek Ranch 9] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Heather Rainier

  To Emma, Gage whispered, “You have the most beautiful pussy I’ve ever seen, angel. There’s nothing more gorgeous in this world than you spread open for us like this.”

  By this point she was flat on her back, and she reached for his hand to hold. He entwined their fingers and stroked her arm gently, knowing exactly when she crested the wave of her orgasm because she gripped his hand hard and muffled a wail behind her other hand.

  “Oh, Duke,” she exhaled as he fingered her through each pulsing convulsion of her wet cunt.

  Duke looked very satisfied with his efforts and licked her clean with gusto before sitting up and smiling at her where she lay on the picnic table. He signaled to Gage to take his place just as they’d agreed during the week, taking turns to pleasure her even if it meant holding off their own orgasm. They owed her that much for her trust in taking them both on. There would be plenty of time for give and take later. Right now they wanted to make her happy and feel no regrets.

  Gage leaned over her, bracing a hand on either side of her. Emma looked beautiful, flushed, and sated. She smiled up at him, and he asked, “Ready for my cock, angel?”

  “Mmm-hmm. Where do you want me?”

  “This table is just the right height, I think. But let’s move to the end so the bench isn’t in the way, though.” He helped her as she sat up and assisted her when she wobbled a bit. He moved the towel to the end of the table, glad she’d packed it because splinters would have rendered this experience less pleasant. Duke helped her to sit on the table once more and held her feet as she scooted as close as she could to the edge. Gage rolled a condom onto his weeping shaft, gritting his teeth at the stimulation.

  The sun shone through the branches, illuminating her flushed face and torso as she watched him. Duke sat beside her on the picnic table, and she smiled up at him and took the hand he offered as Gage lifted her long, satiny legs and wrapped them loosely around his waist and held them there.

  Emma moaned as he maneuvered his cock to her cunt, pressed slightly, and just barely breached her opening. She wiggled against him and said, “I wanted you both so much this week, while you were gone.”

  Gage gritted his teeth, fighting the urge to come before he’d even gotten started because Emma’s slick entrance felt so good. His cock slid into her tight, engulfing heat, and he had to pause and concentrate on not losing it. “I missed you too, angel. I thought about last Sunday night constantly. God, you feel good.”

  He groaned when she clenched her pussy muscles to tug on him as he pulled out. She moaned low in agreement and did it over and over again with each thrust and retreat until he’d broken out into a sweat. He wished he could last all night because what she did to him with that little pussy was addicting.

  Emma practically purred as she said, “My pussy loves you and doesn’t want you to leave. Fuck me, Gage.”

  She reached down to finger her clit, but Duke removed her hand and held something up for her to see. “I got you a little something new for your collection, Em.”

  “Oh!” she gasped as Gage gave her every long, hard inch, and said, “A present for me. You’re so sweet.”

  “I’m going to try it out.”

  Gage slid home, and Duke applied the little clit stimulator to her swollen bundle of nerves at the same time.

  “Oh, yes!” Her pussy clenched hard, and Gage growled in pleasure as her pussy grew tighter and tighter with each stroke until it felt like she ruthlessly fisted him. The muscles in her legs tightened up, her back arched off the table, and Duke leaned down to catch her cries with his kiss as she came violently undone.

  Her pussy muscles rippled and clenched in rhythmic pulses on Gage’s cock. He pistoned faster until he thought he’d scream as a bolt of heat shot down his spine and his whole body clenched in orgasm. Cum jetted from him in searing streams inside her hot, silky cunt. He grasped her hips and leaned forward to rest over her for a moment, needing to feel her skin on his.

  She slid her arms around his neck and pressed soft kisses to his throat as he caught his breath and shuddered with satisfaction.

  The sounds of birds and the river beyond the trees came to him, and he remembered that the three of them were outside, naked, fucking in broad daylight. He glanced up at his cousin, and Duke smiled at him.

  It occurred to Gage that though he had no problems with lovemaking at all, he generally preferred to do it in a dark or dimly lit room. He was self-conscious of the scars his father had inflicted on him as an infant and a toddler. They covered his body, and he hated to make his lovers uncomfortable by revealing them under brighter light. Many times they’d never even known. But Emma knew.

  She lay beneath him kissing the burn scar on his pectoral that Roger Randall had gifted him with, probably for doing nothing more than making too much noise.

  With Emma, none of that seemed to matter. He didn’t talk about what had happened to him to very many people. Even on the night they’d met at the Campbell Lake campground, he hadn’t felt like that was a part of himself he needed to hide from her. He recalled the way she’d laid her hand on his back that night and reassured him, and the gentle way she’d stroked his ass as he’d told her what had happened. She hadn’t felt sorry for him in a way that made him feel pitiful. And she’d let it go after he’d offered an explanation, accepting it as fact and moving on. It hadn’t changed the way she responded to him like it did with others who had found out.

  Here lay the woman he loved, kissing his scars. He let out a shuddering breath realizing that was true. He loved her. He loved her self-conscious little habits, the warmth of her smile, the way she squealed as they’d jumped from the plane, and the way she crooned to him softly as she allowed him to draw close to her beautiful body.

  Maybe it was the fact that they were on this bucket-list quest to live with no regrets, to stop hiding from life and live it to its fullest. Gage was willing to take his life in his own hands that morning and jump out of an airplane for the first time, so he decided to stop hiding from love as well.

  He kissed her and murmured, “I love you, angel.”

  * * * *

  Emma’s heart lurched at his words. She looked up into his green eyes and saw such vulnerability there. She wouldn’t let them make love to her if she wasn’t certain that they felt something for her, but she never expected him to make such a declaration so soon. It felt good to hear him say it prior to her own declaration of love. She didn’t have to wonder if he was saying it just because she’d declared herself first.

  He smiled at her and kissed the tip of her nose. “I know it’s soon but there was no point in holding it back if I knew it was true. I probably could’ve picked a more romantic spot, though, couldn’t I?” he said with a chuckle. Gage tended to be more serious minded than Duke, although Duke had his serious moments as well.

  “I’d rather that you say what’s on your mind than wait for the perfect location, Gage. I love you, too.”

  Gage’s eyebrows knit together for a second. “You don’t have to tell me until you’re sure.”

  “I was sure an hour ago when I was running to you after landing on the ground. I love you both and if I was following your example, I would have told you then. I’m positive that I love you, both of you.” Gage pulled out and removed the condom, and Duke helped her to rise to a sitting position. “Duke, don’t say anything you’re not feeling, okay?” She could see it in his eyes that he was about to speak and needed him to know she wasn’t expecting simultaneous declarations. She hadn’t expected to do more than to check skydiving off her bucket list when they’d picked her up that morning.

  Duke slid an arm around her back and pulled her so her upper body was pressed close to his. “My way of thinking is that I’ve got you both beat.”

  “Huh?” both Gage and Emma replied simultaneously.

  A sheepish grin crossed Duke’s face, and his crooked smile curled up as he glanced at Gage and then looked her in the eye. She looked at him in confusion at his cryptic words.
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  He gently stroked her shoulders and said, “I have a confession to make.” He almost looked pained by what he had to say.

  Emma couldn’t imagine what would cause him to look so guilty. “What do you need to confess?”

  “That I’ve been in love with you since the moment I laid eyes on you.”

  Emma frowned and said, “Really? At the lake? I looked like crap after a long day. I was windblown and someone had an arrow in their ass as I recall.” She glanced at Gage and schooled her grin. “I thought it was a gorgeous ass, by the way.” She made squeezing gestures with both hands. “Nice, tight buns. Hard muscles…”

  “Em—”

  “Sorry,” she said with a chuckle as she put her hands to her cheeks. “I was having a moment. So you fell in love with me then?”

  “Not exactly.” Duke looked down and bit his lip as though he were forming his words carefully. “I’ve seen you before then.”

  “Where?”

  “At Discretion.”

  “I never saw you at Discretion. I only saw Summer that day. I’ve only been out there one time—” She clapped her hands on her mouth and slammed her eyes shut. She curled up into a tight little ball on the end of the picnic table and hid her face.

  Duke caressed her knees. “Someone had set the shop on fire, and broken in, and assaulted Summer. Gage and I were tasked with keeping an eye on the interior during business hours. We kept an eye on the ladies too, for their own safety. That’s all.”

  “I’m so embarrassed.”

  “Why? I couldn’t take my eyes off of you. Actually neither of us could.”

  Emma looked at Gage, and he nodded. “Where were you?”

  “In the landscaping van parked next to you. It was from there that we monitored the cameras in the store. I know it was wrong but I turned up the volume on the monitor so I could hear you. You giggled at something Summer said and…” She looked up and saw the distant smile on Duke’s face as he reminisced.

  “You had a crush on me?”

  Duke rolled his eyes and grinned. “It was more than that, Em. More grown up. I asked about you one day and Summer must’ve clued in to my interest. She hinted to me that you might be at that particular campground out at Campbell Lake two weekends ago.”

  “I thought she took a lot of interest in which campground I chose for that weekend, when I mentioned it to her. We got set up!”

  “Kind of.”

  Heat filled her cheeks as she remembered reacting to the “Instant Threesome” the first time she saw it. “And you probably saw what I bought at Discretion, didn’t you? You must have thought I was a pervert. Oh! Is that the reason why you both came after me? You thought I’d be interested in a little threesome action?” Duke looked at her as though she’d grown another head, and her shoulders slumped. “That was hypocritical.”

  “We ‘went after you’ because we were attracted to you, Em. Lots of women have threesome fantasies. I didn’t fall for you at first sight because you have a ménage fetish—” He dodged successfully when she tried to punch him and chuckled. “I fell in love with you at first sight because you were concerned about Summer, you had a great sense of humor, you’re gorgeous, and I love the sound of your voice. The fact that you’re a pervert is just an added bonus.” He dodged her again, and this time she laughed.

  “My name is Emma and I’m a pervert.”

  They drew near to her as they laughed, and Gage kissed her temple. “Then it’s good that the three of us are all on the same page. I felt guilty about watching you in the store but we couldn’t help ourselves once we got a good look at you.”

  The timing of their love declarations really didn’t matter. The truth was that she loved them and they loved her, despite her perverted fantasies. Her stomach suddenly growled loud enough for all of them to hear, and she laughed.

  A chuckle rumbled in Gage’s chest. “We’d better get food in this girl if we want her to have energy for tonight.”

  “What about my ass?” she asked cheekily, even though she was secretly a little nervous about the first time.

  Duke chuckled and kissed her. “Food for you first, Em.”

  She smiled a little shamefacedly. “I ruined the mood overreacting, didn’t I?”

  Gage replied, “Actually, I was a little worried that you would be really pissed off at us when you found out we were watching you that day.”

  “You’re not making fun of me or trying to make me feel bad for what I bought. Why would I be mad? With that said, don’t eavesdrop on my visits to Discretion anymore. That place is a sanctuary for me.”

  “Where you can be your perverted self?” Gage asked.

  “Exactly,” she said with a giggle. She knew there would be more visits to Discretion. Soon.

  “So, are you going to include us when you play with your toy some time? What was his name? Enrique?”

  “It was, but I changed it to Danté. Enrique was not a good fit for me,” she said, then snickered. “For some reason, I just like Danté better. And of course I’ll let you play, the next time I get Danté out, but I was hoping the two of you would sort of make him obsolete.”

  Gage chuckled lustfully. “Oh, no. Danté just adds to the variety and viewing pleasure.” His cock bobbed, showing his excitement at the thought.

  Her cheeks grew hot at the thought of them watching her pleasure herself. Just then her stomach growled again, and Duke patted her on the derriere. “Why don’t we eat and then we’ll see about your ass.”

  “Can we eat naked?” she asked as she stroked a finger along his still rigid length.

  Duke’s eyes glittered, and he said, “Just for teasing me, you’re sucking my cock first.”

  Emma giggled and climbed down from the table as she said, “Yum. Teasing gets me what I want! I’ll remember that.” Becoming more serious for a moment, she kissed them and said, “I love you both and I’m so glad I told you.” Maybe that was the biggest item that should have been on her bucket list.

  Emma did suck his cock for him a little while later, experimenting on him and Gage both on the dappled shade of the picnic table, trying to discover what they liked, which was pretty much anything she chose to do to them. She sucked Gage until he climaxed and got her first taste of his cum as she swallowed him down. Duke, however, had plans involving her ass. After asking her again if she preferred the greater privacy of the tent, she assured him she was thoroughly enjoying their “al fresco” afternoon.

  “Lay on the towel, where you were before, Em,” Duke said and then kissed her while holding her as though she were the most delicate piece of porcelain china. His fingertips grazed over the upper swells of her ass, and she shuddered with delight. His gentle touch communicated passion but also tenderness and caring.

  Gage brought several towels and laid them over the towel she’d used earlier. At her inquiring look, Gage said, “A little extra cushion for you, angel, and also in case company shows up.”

  That made sense. The longer they were out in the open the greater their chances of discovery. The thought sent a thrill through her cunt, and she bit her lip and looked at him naughtily.

  Duke and Gage must’ve caught on because Duke said, “You naughty girl. You like the thought of getting caught, don’t you?”

  She imagined someone sneaking up and peeking through the trees, and her pussy lips swelled a bit more. Nodding cheekily, she turned and lay facedown over the soft pallet, balancing on her tiptoes with her legs close together.

  “Pretty,” Gage said, and she looked behind her and saw him lean down to kiss her ass cheek.

  Chortling at the sweet gesture, she said, “Damn! I could’ve had ‘getting my ass kissed’ on my bucket list!”

  Duke smiled at Gage as he stroked her ass with lazy touches and said, “What do you think, Gage? Should we let her add to her list?”

  She and Gage nodded eagerly, and Duke laughed. “Ass kissed. Check! Anything else?” he asked suggestively as he squeezed her ass cheeks firmly.

 
“Oh,” she murmured shakily, loving the strength in his hands. “There is this one other thing. Um…since you already know I’m a perv…” She never knew that about herself but found she was just fine with it. Perviness was in the eye of the beholder.

  Chapter Eight

  “What, Em?” Duke’s hands were enthralling her as he worked her ass cheeks until they tingled.

  “Spank me?”

  “Oh, hell yes, angel,” Gage muttered with a heartfelt tone as he laid his palm down on her lower back and stroked gently. “You like to be spanked?”

  “I’ve never been spanked. Why don’t we try it and see what I think.” She wiggled her ass enticingly at him.

  Duke groaned and said, “I’m loving this ‘add to the bucket list’ idea more and more.”

  When the first pop landed, she lifted her head from the soft cushion of the towels and sucked in a breath of air. It hardly even stung but definitely got her attention. She waited long seconds before the next pop landed on the fleshiest part of the other cheek. A wave of gooseflesh traveled down the backs of her thighs as Duke gently stroked the areas he’d applied his hand to.

  “Doing okay, angel?” Gage asked as he trailed his fingertips up her back.

  “Yes. Keep going. Please don’t stop yet.”

  The next pop landed in a different place on the same cheek as the first one. Duke continued on, letting Gage take turns, evenly placing the licks until her ass felt like it was on fire. One pop jarred her mound against the towel, and she moaned as the vibration and heat seeped into her pussy. She squirmed against Duke’s hand as he kneaded her red-hot ass and felt her juices leaking down her inner thighs.

  “Emma,” Duke groaned. “Did you like your spanking?”

  “Mmm-hmm.” She squirmed again and moaned when she felt gentle fingers, she wasn’t sure whose, at her pussy, stroking the slick moisture that was seeping from her slit. Those same fingers slid back to her asshole and gently massaged until every nerve ending there was lit on fire. More gooseflesh raced up and down her back.