Protecting Their Mate [Panther Cove 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Melody Snow Monroe

  He came up for air and leaned back. “How about letting me see you naked?”

  He’d already unbuttoned her blouse and had his hand down her pants. He really didn’t need to ask. Then she understood his request. “You want me to do a striptease?”

  His laugh came out full and lustful. “Now that you mention it, I’d love to see you try to entice me, not that I need much, but I was thinking you might like to try the pole.” He nodded to the floor-to-ceiling metal rod near the far corner. “I can put on some slow music and you can dance for me.”

  She dropped back her head and laughed, trying to sound sophisticated and self-confident. Somehow, she didn’t think she succeeded. “I’ve never done anything like that before.”

  If possible, his eyes glazed over even more as he dragged his hands behind her back. “There always has to be a first time.”

  You are a reporter. Here for a job. You can do this.

  Liar. You want to do this for this man.

  “Turn it on.” With as much of a swagger as she could muster, she sashayed over to the pole, hoping he bought her act.

  She tried to tell herself again that she was doing this for the job, but deep in her heart, she wanted these men. It was too soon to fall in love, but try telling her heart that. Sure, they were rich, handsome, kind, sexy, and a litany of other fabulous traits, but until she knew their dreams and their passions, she’d try to keep from getting hurt. Yeah, right.

  A sexy beat blasted out of the speakers. Her stomach fluttered as she turned around and saw that Hunter was sitting on a bench with a big grin on his face. She grabbed the pole with one hand and rubbed her leg up and down the metal rod feeling a little silly.

  “Go, Jennifer!”

  With that encouragement, she kicked off her sandals and turned her back to him. He’d already unzipped her jeans so all she had to do was take them off. As slow as she could, she lowered the material over her ass and wiggled her butt. That brought more cheers. She couldn’t do much pole work wearing the jeans, so she stepped out of them. At the last minute, she decided to twirl them over her head and let them fly. They flopped to the ground two feet in front of her. So much for showing some class.

  Since her blouse was undone, she stepped to the beat of the music, slid the translucent material over her shoulders, and let the top drop to the floor. Wearing only her bra and undies, she hugged the pole. She’d seen women do their dance by hanging upside down then stretching their legs wide.

  She grabbed the pole high and lifted her knees, expecting to grab the pole above her head with her feet. Her stomach strained to raise her feet, but the body was not willing, and she let go. Poor Hunter. He wasn’t going to get a great show.

  “I’m sorry.” She had to catch her breath from the effort.

  He stood and strode over to her. She could tell by the way his lips kept tugging upward that he was working hard not to smile.

  “A weakling, huh?”

  “I’m afraid so.”

  “I see I need to set up a training session for you.”

  For a moment she couldn’t tell if he was serious. Then she realized he wasn’t. Before she could continue undressing, he slid the bra straps down her shoulders, but then held up a finger. “We need different music.”

  He jogged over to the stereo, pressed a button, and the music switched to soft and lilting. She swore the lights dimmed, too. When he returned, he dragged down the other strap. The material sitting on her arms confined her and made her think of other things he could use to tie her down. Her thoughts instantly left that realm when he cupped her ass.

  “Would you like me to get you hot and bothered?”

  She wasn’t sure what that entailed, but right now since her pussy was throbbing so hard, she’d say yes to anything. “Uh-huh.”

  His grin was her reward. He led her over to the spanking bench and her insides clenched. She straightened. “You’ll be gentle, right?” Conflicting emotions swamped her. She wanted this, but at the same time wasn’t sure if she could handle it.

  “You can stop me at any time.”

  “I’m yours, then.” His cock seemed to jerk against his fly. Then a drop of blood dripped down his lip, causing her to suck in a breath. “You’re bleeding.”

  His eyes turned black, and he swiped his lip. His smile appeared forced. “I bit it when you were stripping for me. I got excited.”

  The tension washed away. He moved closer and kissed her so tenderly that all thoughts of being spanked left her brain. He slid his hands down her rear, and as he rubbed her ass, pulses of desire made her pussy cramp with need. He leaned back, dropped to his knees, and lowered her panties. Now his loving mouth was so close to her pussy that she could feel his breath trickle over her.

  He wove his hand between her ankles and spread her legs. “Let me eat you first.”

  Her heart lurched. She grabbed his muscular shoulders for support. Her gaze swept the back wall and she almost wished he’d tie her up and demand she ride him. Tonight that wasn’t going to happen, but she hoped there would be other nights and other opportunities.

  His tongue cut a path between her folds that made her lose her focus on the future. When he slipped his tongue into her opening, he had her reeling in seconds.

  “Oh, my fucking God.”

  He leaned back and grinned. “I’m glad this excites you.”

  How could it not? His finger found its way into her cunt, and she clenched. Her breath whooshed out of her. She wasn’t sure she could last much longer. “I’m so close.” Her words came out between breaths.

  “Whatever you do, don’t come.”

  What? His stern command had her reeling. Being told not to come excited her even more.

  He stood, and the vacancy left her wanting. She reached up her arms to wrap them about his neck when he pinched the back of her bra and lowered it. Her nipples ached to be sucked. Yes, Derek had just devoured them to a point where they were achy and needy, but being with Hunter made her yearn for more.

  “Did I do something wrong?”

  “Yes. You were being too sexy. I’m only human. Your scent makes me want to fuck you so bad, but I know you need to rest.”

  He stepped out of the way and had her bend over the padded tabletop. Her breasts pressed into the leather, which further excited her. He widened her legs with his feet.

  “Don’t move. Head down.”

  As she obeyed, her juices flowed down her thigh. The first slap wasn’t much, but her ass tingled. “Harder.”

  What had possessed her to say that, she didn’t know, except that it felt good.

  He delivered a blow that stung at first but then dissipated quickly. He rubbed her rear then kissed each cheek. “You’re starting to turn pink.”

  She almost laughed. All she could think of was being compared to a steak. The next slap packed a wallop but she didn’t whimper. It hurt but soon transformed into something wonderful. Hunter stepped in front of her and reached under the padded top. Metal clanged and most of the bench dropped down. Only her stomach supported her.

  “Whoa.”

  “I wanted to touch those titties. I think I forgot before.”

  “I want that.”

  The door behind her creaked open. “Now that’s a fine sight to see.”

  Derek.

  Chapter Seven

  Jen closed her legs, though why she thought that would prevent Derek from seeing her with Hunter, she didn’t know. “I got lost.” The explanation sounded lame even to her.

  Derek stepped between her legs and rubbed her ass. “So pretty.”

  “You’re not mad?”

  “Mad? Hell, no. I’m thrilled. Hunter and I share everything.”

  Her mind almost blanked, thinking about fucking two men at the same time. She must have tensed because Hunter reached under her and rubbed her tits while Derek massaged her ass. Their tender ministrations helped calm her.

  Hunter leaned close to her ear. “Derek is going to spank you until your pussy drips. I
’d love for you to suck my cock while he does.”

  She didn’t hesitate. “Oh, yes.” She watched Hunter step back, toe off his shoes, and drop his pants. He wasn’t wearing any underwear. “Holy cock on a stick.”

  Derek had been huge, but seeing Hunter’s cock in the light and close up was different. She didn’t know if Derek was upset, but the blow to her ass was a lot harder than anything Hunter had delivered.

  “Ouch.”

  Derek leaned over her and kissed her shoulders then trailed his lips down to her ass. “I love your ass.” She clenched. “We can’t have that.”

  Three more slaps came in rapid succession. Tears brimmed on her lashes, but then a miracle occurred. The intensity of the pain swept between her legs, and she nearly climaxed. “Oh, oh, oh.”

  “I think she likes it,” Derek said.

  Hunter stepped closer. “Do you think she’s ready?”

  “Most definitely.”

  She tensed. They were talking about her as if she didn’t exist. “Ready for what?”

  Another slap came down on her butt. “From now on, no speaking unless spoken to.”

  Where had Derek’s commanding presence come from? When they were by the water, he was so sweet. Not that she minded. In fact, his authoritarian attitude turned her on even more.

  Hunter pressed his cock to her lips and she opened up. When she reached out and grabbed his weighty sac, his breath caught. So he wasn’t made of stone. Not wanting him to come too soon, she licked the outside of his shaft, loving how the purple vein throbbed.

  “Suck it, woman.” His comment sounded harsh, but she knew he was playing with her.

  Lightly she rimmed the edge with her tongue and was rewarded with another gasp. She stilled. Something sweet perfumed the air.

  Derek returned behind her. “I’d love to stretch out your ass.”

  She hesitated, not sure if she could handle a cock his size. “I’ve never had anything in my ass before.”

  “Don’t worry, darlin’. I’ve got something more your size. It’s a very small dildo that will get you used to having a cock in your ass.”

  When he put it that way, she guessed she’d give it a try. Both men had been wonderful so far. “I’m willing to try anything once.”

  “You are the best, darlin’.”

  Hunter pressed gently on her head to continue. “Hurry, D. I’m dying here.”

  She smiled and lightly drew Hunter back into her mouth. Just as she was lowering her lips, a blast of cold goo pressed against her anus. Even though she knew full well what the lubricant was for, she still lifted her back from the surprise.

  “Jennifer! What did we say about moving and getting distracted?” Hunter pressed lightly on her back so she would go back to sucking on him.

  She smiled and returned to drive him crazy. With deliberation, she drew him into her mouth as she rubbed his balls. The moment Derek eased a finger into her ass, her mouth clamped down on Hunter’s cock so hard that pre-cum oozed into her mouth. Encouraged by her effect on him, she used her other hand and clasped the base while she shimmied her mouth up and down him.

  “That’s it, Jennifer.” Hunter threaded his fingers through her hair and tugged. “You’re doing great.”

  Derek wiggled his finger in her ass, and unexpected pleasure dampened her slit. As he added another finger, her breath caught, but the tension eased as he pressed down on her clit. The triple whammy of sensory overload nearly made her come. She kept her lips sealed tight and sucked hard on Hunter, wanting him to lose total control.

  In a flash, Derek’s fingers disappeared only to be replaced with his tiny dildo. More strawberry-scented lube tinged the air, and he pressed the hard, fake cock against her back hole. The head alone seemed to be bigger than any cock, including his. He leaned over and kissed the middle of her back.

  “I hope you’re ready for the surprise.”

  “Mmm.” With Hunter’s cock in her mouth, it was all she could say, though she did nod.

  Simultaneously, Derek pressed two fingers up her pussy and twisted the big-ass cock into her. Since the spanking had made her cheeks so relaxed, it only took a few false starts to get it past the tight ring. It probably wasn’t in more than an inch when she realized Derek would never, ever fit.

  Hunter grabbed her wrist and pumped her hand up and down either as a way to distract her or to help him come. She’d been so involved in what that dildo was doing to her ass that she almost forgot about him. Determined to make him climax, she swirled her tongue around his cock and bobbed her head up and down.

  By refocusing on him, her ass released its tension, and Derek was able to thrust in the dildo. As she pumped away on Hunter, Derek pistoned the dildo in and out of her. He hit nerve after nerve, inflaming her passion to new heights. When he added a third finger to her pussy, she lost it.

  Hunter might have said not to come, but nothing could stop the overwhelming ecstasy from slamming into her. She squeezed Hunter’s cock just as he pulled hard on her hair. Her moan was so loud it almost sounded like a scream.

  “I’m coming, kitten.” A huge blast of hot jism spurted to the back of her throat.

  Had he not pulled off her when he did, she might have drowned. She swallowed his tangy brew and inhaled to catch her breath.

  Derek stopped and popped out the dildo, but pressed her clit a few times after he withdrew his fingers. Hunter stepped back and she hung limp over the spanking bench. Both men hovered near and rubbed her back and ass.

  “You okay, darlin’? Was it too much?”

  She shook her head.

  Derek leaned her back and scooped her up into his arms as Hunter jogged out of the room. She would have asked where he was going, but she was too tired. In fact, her eyelids closed and she leaned her head against Derek’s chest. Next thing she knew, he’d placed her in his bed on the cool, refreshing sheets.

  He opened her legs and cleaned her pussy and her ass. Getting the lube all over the sheets would have resulted in a sticky mess.

  He undressed and climbed into bed. “Why don’t we shower in the morning? You look beat.”

  “’K.”

  Some noise sounded in his bathroom. It must be Hunter. A second later Hunter slipped in behind her and pulled her tight against his chest. Adrenaline streamed through her veins and she pushed up on her elbows. She glanced from one to the other.

  “You’re both sleeping here?” She’d never slept with two men at one time.

  Derek nuzzled her neck while Hunter rubbed her already-tender nipples. “Is that okay, baby?” Hunter asked.

  The thought of being cocooned between them seemed right. “Yes, but no hanky-panky. I need my sleep.”

  They both chuckled. Derek rolled on to his back, exposing a huge hard-on.

  Her eyes must have widened because he grabbed his cock. “Don’t worry. You need to rest.”

  Amen to that. She thought she wouldn’t fall asleep with all that had happened, but after being thoroughly made love to, she dozed off without a problem.

  * * * *

  Hunter shook her awake about 6:30 a.m. “Get up, sleepyhead.”

  She cracked open an eye. Her pussy and ass throbbed. She was such a lightweight. “Hey.” She looked to her right, but Derek had already gotten up.

  “Toothbrush, toothpaste, and other whatnots are in the bathroom for you. Help yourself. Breakfast in fifteen.” He winked and strode out, looking devilishly handsome in his low-riding jeans and white button-down shirt.

  Yikes. She hustled in to the bathroom. Its opulence stopped her. It truly was larger than her whole efficiency. The shower alone could probably fit five, and the Jacuzzi tub by the window took luxury to a new level. “Oh, my.”

  Someone had neatly folded her clothes on the counter. No two men could have been more considerate. Not wanting to hold them up, she stepped in the shower and washed as fast as she could. As she dragged her hands over her body, she closed her eyes, dreaming about making love to them in here.

 
Move.

  She turned off the shower, stepped off, and quickly towel dried. After she put on her clothes, which would not be appropriate for work, she only glanced in the mirror. Her lack of makeup made her look like a ghost. “Yikes.”

  After brushing her teeth, she rushed into the room, hoping the men had brought up her purse. She spotted it on the dresser. Yes. They were something else. Inside was some blush and lipstick, which she carefully applied. When nothing more could be done, she went downstairs. Had she not remembered which way to turn in the behemoth home, the dining room would have been easy to find. The smell of bacon and eggs was unmistakable and as she approached, her stomach grumbled.

  Derek was seated and three places were set. He jumped up and pulled out her chair. “Such a gentleman. Thank you!”

  “My pleasure, darlin’.”

  The kitchen doors opened. This time she caught a glance inside but saw no one. Hunter carried out a tray. She would have asked where the staff was, but perhaps they only had cooks for the afternoon and dinner meal. He placed a pile of scrambled eggs, bacon, and toast on the table.

  “Dig in.”

  If she ate like this every day, she’d weigh a ton. The food was delicious, and her plate was empty in no time. Somehow the men gobbled their food faster.

  “Do you think I could hitch a ride in to town with one of you?”

  They both jumped up. “I’ll take you,” they said in unison.

  She laughed. “How about if you both come?”

  Derek nodded. “We have to go into town anyway. Tuesday is the night we help in the soup kitchen.”

  Seriously? Her boss said they did philanthropic work, but she didn’t think it extended to feeding the homeless. “That’s great.”

  Hunter walked over to her side of the table. “Say, would you like to join us? It will give you a chance to meet some of the locals and do good for the community.”

  Any excuse to have been with her men worked for her. “Sure.” My men? When had that happened?