Hearts on Fire 9: Her Shadows of Light (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Dixie Lynn Dwyer

  “I believe you. So do Pat and the others.”

  She shook her head. “I just feel so guilty about it all.”

  He pulled his fingers away from her pussy and ass and fixed her skirt. He pressed the material down and then placed a hand over her shoulder and one on her hip, caging her in against the wall.

  She watched him pull his lower lip between his teeth as he stared into her eyes then lower, over her lips and breasts, then back up again.

  “You shouldn’t feel guilty because that night happened for a reason. It brought us together. Even meeting Pat and me the way you did was meant to be. Can’t you just see it that way instead of analyzing it? We all make mistakes, but sometimes what we think might have been mistakes turn out to be choices, the right ones, and it all works out.”

  He cupped her cheek and his forearm leaned against her chest and shoulder. She reached up and held on to him. She stared up into his eyes. He was big and muscular, sexy, and smelled so good she inhaled just to keep smelling him and feeling his presence.

  “I’m trying to.”

  He took a small breath and released it. “How about this? How about you just follow your heart, your body, and it will work out.”

  She gave a soft smile. “If I do that, then I’ll be in your bed tonight.”

  He gave a soft smile, the first one she’d seen him give her, give anyone. He wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her tightly as he pressed her back against the wall, pinning her there.

  “Sounds like the perfect way to handle this.” He suckled her neck, explored her skin with his mouth until she was tilting her head back and pushing her breasts up against his mouth. His tongue snuck into the cleavage of her breasts. Her pussy leaked and throbbed.

  “Tobin, please. We should slow down. I don’t want to screw this up.”

  He held her by her hips, and she pressed her hands to his chest as he looked into her eyes.

  “You can’t screw up something this perfect. Come on. Let’s head back inside where I have backup to help get you to come home with us.”

  She tilted her head sideways at him, giving him a sassy look.

  He pulled her closer as they began to walk, and then she felt the smack to her ass.

  “Tobin.”

  “I know that turns you on. I can tell you’re a naughty little thing. Come home with me tonight, and I guarantee you won’t regret it.”

  Holy God, how can I say no to that?

  * * * *

  Pat watched Tobin return from the back hall with Brighid. She was hugging his arm, and he was walking like a man on a mission. Well, Pat was on a mission, too.

  “There you are. We thought maybe you took off,” Rusty teased her as he pulled her into his arms, hugged her close, and kissed her. His hand immediately went over her ass and squeezed for all to see. Brighid pressed her hands against Rusty’s chest, and he released her lips.

  “Rusty,” she reprimanded. He held her gaze with a serious expression.

  “I missed you, and this body,” he said, and her cheeks turned a nice shade of red.

  “I hope Tobin convinced you to come home with us when he had you all to himself,” Reece said to her as he stepped closer and caressed her hair.

  She lowered her eyes, and her cheeks turned a nice shade of red, and he thought she looked a bit intimidated.

  “I’m still working on her. She has some reservations,” Tobin said.

  “I wonder what we can do to convince her. I mean I’m ready to get out the big guns if need be,” Rusty said.

  “Oh really? Like what?” she asked.

  Pat placed the bottle of tequila down onto the bar right next to her.

  “Whatever it takes.”

  She gasped and placed her hands on her hips. “Really now?”

  He started laughing and winked. But before she could say more, Jenny walked up to her in a hurry.

  “I need the key to your place. We’ve got plans with these guys we met and are headed to another place.”

  Brighid blinked her eyes and looked a little shocked, and then her eyes went to her friends and a group of guys surrounding them. They looked to be having a good time, and her friends were feeling the alcohol they’d drunk.

  “But I should come with you so I can help get you guys back to the condo.”

  “Are you kidding me? You stay here with the guys. Worry about you for once and what makes you happy. We’ll be fine. Keys now please.”

  Pat watched Brighid reach into her small purse and pull out a keychain with a dragonfly charm on it attached to two keys. “Be careful,” she said to Jenny.

  “You be wild and go after what you deserve,” Jenny said and hugged her. Then Jenny looked at Pat and the guys.

  “You take care of my best girl or else.” She then turned around and headed toward the group of friends and guys, who waved and said goodbye and headed out.

  Pat pulled her toward him by wrapping her arm around her waist and pulling her back against his front. He kissed her neck and then whispered into her ear. “Sounds like we get to spend the rest of the night with you.”

  She held his gaze. “I want to do this right. That night with Reece and Rusty was amazing, but I did drink a lot, and if my head had been clear I probably wouldn’t have done such a thing. The way all this is happening is just hard to process.”

  “Baby, what happened between us that night was meant to be,” Rusty said. “The tequila, the good time, just made it easier to accept and not overanalyze it. Look how we found one another. We were looking for you, hoping to see you again. Every woman we would have met since we would have compared them to you.”

  Pat hugged her tight and kissed her cheek

  Rusty ran his finger along her chin and pressed his hand against her lower back. “Come home with us because you feel what we feel.”

  She looked at Tobin then Reece and Pat.

  “I was only teasing about the tequila,” Pat said to her.

  She tilted her head to the side so she could look at him. “Good, because this time I want to remember it all, and I expect breakfast in bed.”

  Pat felt like cheering aloud. Brighid was coming home with them to share, to make love together.

  Rusty kissed the top of her head and squeezed her shoulders, and then he reached up and ran his pointer along her jaw, tilting her chin upward so he could lock gazes with her.

  “Baby, you’re going to be our breakfast in bed.” He leaned closer and kissed her, and Pat looked at Tobin and Reece, who looked just as happy as Pat felt. Tonight was a big night. He and his brothers were about to claim their woman as theirs to share, and no other men would ever share her bed or get to touch her body but the McQuinn brothers.

  * * * *

  Brighid’s heart was racing, her hands were sweating, and her body was so oversensitive even the feel of Pat’s leg against her thigh was making her feel on fire. She didn’t know how this was going to go down. As she started to wonder what would happen first, who would touch her first, undress her, and fuck her first, she became more aroused and needy.

  They were all in the truck, and Tobin had just pulled onto the main road when Rusty turned in his seat.

  “I need you so badly it aches,” he said in a deep, rough voice that seemed to significantly affect her body. He grabbed her hips, lifted her up, shoved her skirt to her hips, and pulled her onto his lap. “Fuck slow. I need you.”

  She needed him, too, as she pressed her lips to his. She lifted up and felt his hard, large hands move along her bare thighs to her panties. She gripped onto his shoulders, ran her fingers through his hair, plunged her tongue into his mouth, savoring his taste, and then jerked as her panties were torn from her body.

  A moment later, fingers thrust up into her cunt, and she widened her thighs and began to ride them. Pat was leaning in behind her, thrusting, stroking her cunt as Rusty unbuttoned her blouse. Pat’s thick, hard fingers grazed the crack of her ass as he pulled them from her pussy and stroked over the sensitive spot. Then h
is fingers plunged back into her cunt as his teeth trailed along her back. Together, they undid the top and even her bra. Rusty released her lips and then pulled her clothing up over her head and tossed it to the side. He cupped her breasts.

  “Holy fuck, baby, you’re gorgeous. I love these big tits. I dreamt of them since our first night together.” He opened his mouth, and she watched it descend onto her nipple and breast, where he suckled hard. Her body convulsed, and cream poured from her pussy.

  “Fuck, yeah, she’s coming, Rusty, all over my fucking fingers,” Pat said, and Rusty pulled from her breast. Pat pulled his fingers out and trailed them over her ass. He applied a little pressure to her anus, and she gasped and rocked back.

  “I need you now. Help me,” he said to her.

  She felt Pat’s fingers leave her pussy, and then she began to undo Rusty’s pants with him. As he pushed them down, he lifted his hips and shoved his pants from one leg. Pat pulled her to him and covered her mouth and kissed her deeply. His hand came around her side under her arm and cupped her breast. When he pulled back, he looked so carnal. He licked his fingers.

  “You’re fucking delicious.”

  He then pressed his fingers to her mouth. She didn’t know how to react, but they had her feeling like some sexual goddess, so she played the part naturally. She held his gaze, slowly moved closer to his wet fingers, and licked her own cream from them.

  Rusty grabbed her hips and lifted her up. He gave her a shake, and she focused on him.

  “You’re on the pill, right? I mean we didn’t use any protection the first time and you’re good, right?”

  “Yes,” she said, and he smiled.

  He reached under her, aligned his cock with her pussy, and pushed her down as he thrust up.

  “Oh.” She gasped, tilted her head back, and felt his cock push deeper. He lifted her slightly and then shoved back up again until he fully penetrated her cunt.

  “Fuck, I missed this pussy, this body. Fuck.”

  He grunted, and then they both began to fulfill their needs. With every thrust up and down, she felt her pussy tighten and Rusty’s cock harden. Her breasts bounced up and down, and she used her thigh muscles to lift up and down along with his counter-thrusts. She wanted to feel more of his body and those sexy muscles. As he thrust upward, gripping her hips tightly, she lifted his shirt and pulled it up over his head.

  He was so fine her heart skipped a beat. He had tattoos along his arms and one on his wrist. His pectoral muscles contracted and moved with each thrust he made.

  “You’re gorgeous,” she said and lowered to lick his skin and then suckle his neck.

  He squeezed her ass as he wrapped his arms around her, and they moved at record speed. He pressed her ass cheeks apart, and she felt the cool air against her overly warm body. Her anus clenched with need and the thought that she would have anal sex tonight aroused some deep inner need.

  The truck stopped. She heard car doors open and close, and then he was lifting her up and placing her along the empty back seat. Pat had disappeared for a moment, and she looked for him, but Rusty began to thrust harder, faster into her.

  He was relentless with his strokes. The leather in the back seat chafed her skin slightly, but she didn’t care. Rusty had a thick, hard cock, and she was coming closer to orgasming once again.

  He lifted her thigh higher. Her knee hit the leather seat, and she used it as leverage to get him to fuck her harder.

  “Harder, Rusty. I’m almost there. I feel it.”

  He rocked faster, deeper. Her hair hung over the seat of the open passenger door. The cool evening air was a sharp contrast to her perspiring skin. She squeezed his arms, tilted her head back, and moaned.

  “Rusty, oh God, Rusty, faster, I’m almost there.”

  He grunted and thrust, pulled her thighs tighter, his heavy body wedged between her legs so tightly she felt the deep pull, and he fucked her so hard she lost her breath as she came. He followed suit, moving in and out of her cunt and then holding his cock deeply in her as he sought his release then came inside of her. She could feel the cool caress of a breeze by the open side door, and there was Pat with his hands on his hips, smiling.

  Rusty began kissing her throat, her breasts, and then her belly as he slid slowly out of her. He reached for his shirt and wiped between her legs with it.

  “You are something else, Brighid. I’ll never get enough of you.” He kissed her deeply, and then he offered his hand to help her get up.

  He had no qualms about standing in the driveway with only one leg in his pants around his ankle. She hadn’t even realized they were at their place already.

  But before she could feel out of sorts and shy, Pat was lifting her up into his arms and pulling her close, as if covering her body from anyone else’s’ view, and they all headed into their great big house.

  * * * *

  Pat’s cock was so hard he was finding it painful to walk.

  He somehow got Brighid up the stairs to the bedroom and set her feet down on the rug.

  He took in the sight of her.

  “You are a ten and then some, sweet baby. My God.” He cupped her breast. He looked at them and absorbed how large, how plump and delicious they looked. Tobin moved in behind her, and as he unzipped her skirt, Pat feasted on her breasts. He licked one nipple and then the other. He suckled hard, and she moaned. Her skirt fell to the rug.

  Pat felt her hands move along the waist of his jeans. She undid his button and zipper then shoved his pants down and stroked his cock.

  He pulled from her breast. “God, your hands feel amazing. You’re one sexy woman.”

  She smiled.

  “That’s a real sweet and feminine tattoo on your hip too, baby. I guess you have a thing for dragonflies?” Tobin asked as he lowered behind her and kissed along her tattoo.

  Pat took her wrist and hand into his and brought her wrist to his lips.

  “A really dainty one here, too. I like it.” He licked along the tattoo on her wrist and then pulled her hand down over his cock. “Feel what you do to me? What watching you fuck my brother in the backseat of a truck has done to me, to us?”

  She held his gaze with a very serious, aroused expression and gently massaged his cock and balls in her hand.

  “I want to see all of you too,” she said, and he took an unsteady breath, stepped his legs apart, and went to lift the hem of his shirt up to discard it as she shoved his pants down. Before he got it off, he felt her mouth on his cock, sucking him, licking him, and he tightened up, ready to come.

  Her hot, wet mouth did a number to his cock in no time. He gripped her hair and rocked into her mouth until Tobin began to give orders.

  “Reece, get the lube.”

  Brighid began to bend lower, and Pat moved onto the bed. She fell to her knees, spread his thighs, and then sucked on him faster.

  Tobin caressed her back and played with her ass.

  “I’m going to get this ass ready for my cock, baby. It’s going to be nice and slick by the time we’re ready to fuck you together. You be a good girl now and keep sucking Pat’s cock,” Tobin whispered against her ear and neck as he pressed against her back. Pat locked gazes with him, and Tobin winked.

  But then she pushed her ass back, tapped Tobin’s cock, and Tobin looked as though he was losing his mind.

  “Fuck.” He then widened her thighs and entered her pussy from behind in one quick stroke.

  Pat felt his cock grow thicker and harder from her sucking him so hard at that moment. She drove them insane. He ran his hands along her shoulders and back. She was bent over him, sucking his cock and moving her hands up and down his thighs as Tobin stroked into her pussy from behind.

  Tobin grabbed onto her shoulders and thrust his hips.

  Pat sat there on the edge of the bed as she worked his cock and Tobin grunted and moaned. Then he saw Reece standing there with the tube of lube, smacking it against the palm of his hand and waiting for his turn.

  Smack, smack, sm
ack.

  The feel of her jerking and moaning while Turbo fucked her pussy and smacked her ass was making it hard to hold back and not come. But he wanted to be inside her pussy when he came just as it seemed Tobin wanted.

  “God damn, she’s so tight. Fuck I’m there. I’m there, Brighid. Come for me,” Tobin demanded. He pulled her hands behind her back, causing her shoulders to hit Pat’s thighs as she continued to suck him down.

  He saw the sexy tattoo on her wrist, and the way Tobin restrained her had them all complimenting the scene.

  “Fuck, she likes being restrained. Holy fucking shit, she looks sexy, like our own little sex goddess,” Reece said.

  Tobin stroked her relentlessly, and then Pat felt her shake as if she was coming just as Tobin grunted aloud that he was coming as he shot his seed into her pussy.

  They were all breathing heavy, but Pat was feeling crazy, as if he could lose his mind if he didn’t come soon.

  He gripped her hair just as Reece lowered to his knees and squirted lube to her ass.

  She gasped and lifted up, and Pat pulled her higher.

  “Fuck me while Reece gets that ass ready for his cock. Come on now, baby. You need to take us all together,” he said to her, and he saw Rusty return from the bathroom with a towel and wash his cock off. Brighid lowered over Pat’s cock and began to ride him.

  “Oh God, that feels so weird, Reece. You’re so hard, Pat.” She continued to rock slowly on his cock. Pat could see Brighid’s eyes widen, and then an aroused expression filled her face. He knew that Reece was getting her prepared for them. “How does that feel, baby? Are you ready for all of us? He felt the pressure against his cock.

  “Yes. Oh God, yes.”

  “I won’t last long, bud. You need to fuck that ass now,” Pat told Reece.

  “Oh Please. Please, Reece, more,” she begged and rocked her hips as she lay her cheek against Pat’s chest. Her ass was lifted slightly, and then Pat heard the smacks to her ass. She moaned and then cried out again.