Two Geeks and Their Girl (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Tymber Dalton

  “That goes both ways,” he said. “We think you’re beautiful. All we want is the chance for you to let us in and let us know the real you. No walls, no putting up a brave front. Inside and out, we want to be able to be strong with you.”

  He cupped the back of her head and lowered his lips to hers in a crushing kiss that took her breath away and made her clit throb like an electric wire had been hooked to it. When he finally lifted his mouth from hers she dropped to her knees and fumbled with his belt. He had to help her. Then she managed to hook her fingers in his briefs and pull them and his slacks down, freeing his stiff cock.

  His scent, warm and musky, filled her lungs as she engulfed him nearly to the root. His low moan filled the room, twisting her insides in a good way. The feel of his fingers on the back of her head, tangled in her hair. The way he took over, now in control and driving, slowly sliding his cock between her lips and over her tongue while she gently rolled his balls in the palm of her hand.

  She encircled the base of his cock with the fingers of her other hand and closed her eyes, basking in the knowledge he was finally free to feel like he could take control in his life.

  And she was the one who made him feel like that.

  “Jeez, baby,” he hoarsely whispered. “That’s amazing!”

  The awe and wonder and primal need in his voice spurred her on. She’d sit there until her legs went numb to keep him feeling like this.

  His confidence grew. His grip on her head tightened slightly, his fingers pleasantly digging into her scalp while his cock hardened even more in her mouth. She suspected he hadn’t had many blow jobs in his life, and she wanted to make sure he never forgot a single one she gave him.

  She stroked the base of his cock with her other hand while working the tip and glans with her tongue and lips. Salty, tangy pre-cum leaked from the slit, spurring her on even more.

  “You wanna take it, baby?” he murmured.

  In response, she deep-throated him.

  “Shit!” His hips bucked against her face while his cock spasmed and in her hand his balls drew up tight. She swallowed every single drop of hot cum that shot out the tip of his cock, her forehead pressed against his abs even as his whole body went rigid.

  Finally, gasping, he relaxed, stroking her hair even as she kept licking and sucking his softening shaft.

  “That’s so good,” he whispered. “So, so good.”

  When she felt him getting too sensitive, she carefully released him and looked up with a smile.

  He smiled down at her and then surprised her by yanking her to her feet and tossing her onto the bed. She let out a laugh as he shed the rest of his clothes and pounced on her, kissing her deeply before working his way down to her jeans and ridding her of them.

  He honed in on the insides of her thighs, licking and kissing up and down from her knees to her pussy and back again on both legs without ever touching her clit. As her need grew, she tried to urge him up, to relieve the ache in her cunt, but he refused to rush. When she reached down in an attempt to guide his head, he grabbed her wrists and pinned her hands to the mattress.

  Gasping, she begged, pleaded with him to give her relief, and still he lingered. After several long minutes, he lifted his head and met her gaze. “Settle down, baby,” he whispered. “You’re mine tonight.”

  The long, low whine that escaped her startled her at first. “What?”

  He kissed the inside of her left thigh. “Tonight, you’re all mine, and I’m going to do what I want, the way I want, for as long as I want.”

  It felt like she couldn’t breathe, until she realized she was gasping so fast and shallow she was close to hyperventilating. When she tugged on her hands, his fingers clamped down on her wrists. “No,” he said.

  She knew her juices were flowing, flooding her pussy, her clit swollen and throbbing. Never in her life had she ever felt such aching, desperate need. “Please make me come!”

  He grinned. “Oh, I will, believe me. Quite a few times.” He dipped his head and flicked just the tip of his tongue against her clit, making her whine again. “You are taking the night off, however. You are going to sit back and let me be in charge. Okay?”

  She felt herself nodding, unable to speak, even finding swallowing difficult at that point. How had her mild-mannered geek transformed into an uber-Alpha male without her realizing it?

  His smile widened, a chain reaction going off inside her, shattering anything she thought she knew or felt before. The more confidence he gained, the more it melted her, a desperately sexy cycle she hoped they never managed to screw up.

  He nibbled and teased and tormented, sometimes doing no more than breathing on her clit and driving her frenzy through the roof. He finally released her wrists and gently pushed her thighs wider apart, his thumbs sliding along either side of her clit, exposing her completely to him.

  When his lips finally closed on her clit she let out a sob of relief and passion at the sensation. His hot and persistent mouth teased and tormented, not allowing her release until she was practically in tears and begging for it.

  He slid two fingers inside her cunt, slowly stroking them in and out of her pussy as he licked and sucked her clit. Then he rotated them and somehow landed on a sweet spot she never knew she had.

  The world unhinged around her as her orgasm exploded, searing her nerves and sending her to a blissful orbit she never dreamed she’d ever reach. And that was after the bliss she’d already felt with them.

  Relentless, he kept her coming, even when it felt too intense and she tried to squirm away from him. He followed her, staying with her, never stopping, each wave stronger and more powerful than the one before.

  Pleasure this powerful…never before. Ever. Only when she lay there sobbing with how good it felt did he finally relent, resting his cheek against her thigh while she caught her breath.

  He stood. She somehow managed to lift her head on a neck that felt like boneless rubber and watched as he rolled a condom onto his cock. Grabbing her by the ankles, he pulled her to the edge of the bed before sinking his cock deep inside her. They both gasped as he bottomed out. He fell still, leaning over to kiss a trail in the valley between her breasts.

  “You are…so…beautiful.” His reverent whisper tugged at her heart.

  She hooked her legs around his hips, digging her heels into his ass. Then she laced her fingers through his and raised her hands above his head. “Show me,” she whispered back.

  He leaned in, another crushing kiss as he started fucking her, hard and fast and deep and somehow managing to find that sweet spot again inside her cunt. His cock perfectly rubbed against her swollen and sensitive clit with every stroke.

  She never wanted this to stop. The only thing that could make this more perfect…

  I wish Rhys were here, too.

  That thought sent her over the edge into another orgasm. Her back arched with the force of her climax and she clamped down on his hands and held on tight, not wanting to ever let go.

  He pressed his lips against her neck, his teeth grazing her flesh. “One more, baby,” he said, his voice sounding strained. “One more for me.”

  Then he nipped her and she let out a cry as another, smaller orgasm swallowed her whole.

  “That’s it.” He picked up the pace, harder, faster, until he buried his cock deep inside her with a groan as his balls emptied into the condom.

  Both of them panting and breathless, he fell still on top of her and kissed her. Sweet and warm, gentle and tender, and with still more than a hint of the confidence and dominance she’d somehow unleashed inside him.

  He lifted his lips from hers. “I love you,” he whispered.

  She never imagined anything could top what they’d just been through.

  That did.

  “I love you, too.”

  Chapter Eighteen

  Rhys ended the call with Manny and smiled at his phone. Yes, she was a worrywart, to be sure.

  Despite what he’d told her, he didn
’t relish the idea of going to a hotel for the evening. He’d be perfectly safe at the house. The break-in attempts had only happened when no one was home. And as tired as he felt, all he wanted to do was take a swim in his pool, have a hot shower, eat, and fall into his own bed to sleep.

  Although, I have to admit, spending a night with Manny and losing sleep like that is no sacrifice.

  He couldn’t help smiling. He wasn’t jealous of the time Korbin and Manny would spend alone together tonight. He knew they needed it to fully mend fences. There would be plenty of times for them to all three be together, or for him to have his own solo time with her.

  For the sake of our future together, Korbin needs to talk this out with her, without me in the way.

  He changed into a bathing suit and stepped out onto the screened lanai. The large, custom-built pool was great for swimming laps. Twenty-five meters long, Korbin had researched to make sure he could put it in before closing on the house. The house sat in the middle of an oversized lot the size of two standard lots put together. A high wooden stockade fence around the backyard ensured privacy, something else Korbin treasured in addition to the pool.

  He dropped his towel onto one of the loungers before diving into the deep end and first taking a couple of slower warm-up laps before picking up the pace. After thirty laps, he swam to the side of the pool, winded, and rested for a moment. The sun had set while he swam, coating the neighborhood in darkness.

  We could have lots of fun with her out here.

  His cock thickened in his swim trunks at the thought, making him smile.

  Maybe I’ll rub one out in the shower. Not as nice as having his cock buried inside her, but now, at least, he knew it wouldn’t be long before he was with her again.

  Inside the house, he thought he heard something, but as he listened he didn’t hear it again.

  Must have been over at the neighbor’s house.

  She lived in such a tiny apartment. How long would it take to convince her to move in with them? He would do it tomorrow if he could, beg her to join them permanently and let them love the hurt from her soul.

  Out of the corner of his eye he thought he caught a shadow moving inside the house, but when he turned to look he didn’t see anything. He’d left his glasses on the table and everything at a distance was blurry without them.

  Quickly distracted by his thoughts again, he wondered how things were going with her and Korbin, hoped they were having a good time.

  Hoped they would come in to work in the morning ready to take things further between the three of them.

  I don’t want to lose her. Now that I’ve had a taste of how good things can be, I don’t want to lose that.

  He finally climbed out of the pool.

  We need a hot tub.

  Now that would be fun. How many sexy hours could they wile away in one of those?

  He grabbed his towel from the lounger and began drying off as he headed for the slider leading into the dining room.

  That’s when a shadow lunged at him from the kitchen and a blinding pain engulfed his skull. He flailed against the attacker, then realized there were two of them when someone kicked his feet out from under him. He let out a grunt as he hit the tile floor and the impact knocked the wind out of him, stunning him.

  Someone jumped on his back, pinning him to the floor while another held his legs.

  “Get the fuck over here,” a man’s voice gruffly said. “Tie his feet.”

  A third person wrapped what felt like rope around his ankles. Someone yanked something over his head, a pillowcase or something, while they tied his arms.

  “Now what?” a woman’s voice asked.

  The man yelled at her. “Shut up!” Someone shook Rhys and jammed something he suspected was the muzzle of a gun against the back of his head. “Where’s Artemis?”

  “What?”

  Someone roughly slapped his face. “Where the fuck is Artemis?”

  “At work! We don’t bring it home.”

  “When’s your buddy get home?”

  “He’s already gone. He’s not coming back tonight.”

  “Shit!” a second man swore.

  Someone roughly yanked him to his feet. “We get the fuck out of here,” the second man said. “We’ll film the message at the house, bring it back here.”

  The gun painfully jabbed into the back of his head again. “You make any noise,” the first man warned, “and I’ll blow your brains out and wait for your friend to come home and kill him, too.”

  They half-carried, half-dragged him through the house and out the front door where they shoved him into the backseat of a car.

  Still slightly groggy from the initial attack, Rhys didn’t know what else to do but comply.

  I hope I live to tell Manny I was wrong for not going to a hotel.

  Chapter Nineteen

  She awoke and rolled to her side. Korbin lay there, staring at her, his lips curved in amusement.

  “What?” she asked.

  “I just can’t believe how lucky I am. We are. Rhys and I. I’m not going to question this. I just feel damn lucky to have you in our lives.”

  She leaned in for a kiss. “Yeah, well, you haven’t met my parents yet.”

  “You don’t think they’ll like us?”

  “It’s not that they won’t like you guys personally. But let’s face it. It’s not like we have a conventional setup here. That’s what I’m more worried about, them not accepting me having two guys.”

  He rolled on top of her and kissed her. “Are you okay with it if they don’t?”

  “Yeah.” She slipped her arms around him, wishing they didn’t have to go in to work. “It’ll make life easier all the way around if they do, but I won’t stop loving you, or love you any less. I damn sure won’t leave you over it.”

  “Good.” He kissed her again, slowly, sweetly. She felt his simmering desire and knew if she wasn’t careful, they would end up spending all day in bed.

  “What about your parents?” she asked. “And Rhys’ family?”

  He shrugged. “I think Rhys’ family is probably going to be okay with it, overall.” He laughed. “Not like they haven’t had experience with it.”

  “But what about your family?”

  He shrugged. “My parents are divorced. My dad moved out to California several years ago for work. My mom lives over in Orlando.”

  “That doesn’t answer my question.”

  He started nibbling at her neck. “Do you really want to talk about families right now?”

  “I’m serious.”

  He looked at her. “It doesn’t matter to me if she approves or not. Because I want to be happy. If she tries to give me any grief, I’ll remind her that she and Dad got divorced once I graduated high school because she was tired of ‘living her life for everyone but herself.’ And she’s still single while Dad went on to get remarried.”

  “Your brother and sister?”

  “You sound like a woman determined to stall for time.”

  “I…” She shrugged. “I don’t have a big family,” she softly admitted. “It’d be nice to marry into families who’d accept me as one of their own, I guess.”

  His expression softened. “I’m sorry, babe. I didn’t think of it like that.” He pulled her close and held her. It felt right being in his arms, better than she could have ever hoped.

  He let out a wistful sounding sigh a few minutes later. “I guess we should get up, huh?”

  “Yeah. Ormond’s not going to be happy if we call Rhys and tell him to get his butt over here and then all three of us call off work for the day.”

  He couldn’t resist teasing her while in the shower. She gladly returned the favor, taking great pains to slowly stroke his erection with a soapy hand even as he buried his between her legs, his fingers sinking into her pussy.

  “We’re not getting any closer to getting to work like this,” she gasped.

  He wrapped his free arm around her. “Ask me if I give a shit.”
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  With that declaration, she gave in and let him continue. She rested her head against his chest and began stroking his cock in earnest, feeling him harden even more in her hand. All the while, his talented fingers stroked her clit, quickly stirring her passion and making her pussy clench.

  Then, he let go. “Hold on.”

  “What?” she gasped, but he’d already stepped out of the shower. He was back seconds later with a condom, which he quickly rolled onto his shaft. He grabbed her and turned her around, then pushed her over. She braced herself against the shower wall and let out a loud, satisfied moan as his cock sank deep inside her greedy cunt.

  “Yes!”

  He folded his body around hers, his hand returning to her pussy. “You first,” he whispered in her ear. “I want to feel you come around my cock.”

  She closed her eyes, knowing it wouldn’t take long at that rate. Something about the way he felt inside her, the way his cock perfectly hit all the right spots, went a long way toward supercharging the sensation of his fingers playing with her clit.

  She rocked back against him, driving his cock even more deeply inside her, and that’s all it took to push her over the edge. A long, rolling moan escaped her as her cunt muscles pulsed around his cock.

  “That’s it, baby. Fuck my cock.”

  His possessive tone unleashed another round of pleasure inside her. He didn’t stop, his fingers relentlessly keeping her orgasm going and going until she wasn’t sure she could stay standing for much longer.

  It felt like she stood there forever before he was finally satisfied she’d come enough. Then he started moving, grabbing her hips and holding on tightly as his thighs slapped against hers. She took his cock, enjoying every stroke, the sound of his breath rushing through him as he drove hard and deep inside her.

  When he dug his fingers in harder she knew he was close. Then he let out a loud groan as he sank deep inside her and fell still.

  After a moment, he hooked an arm around her waist and pulled her up against him. He nibbled along the side of her neck. “Good?”