A New Beginning [Liberty, Wyoming] (Siren Publishing Menage Amour)

by Lara Jones

  His smile grew when he saw Jake trying to not laugh out loud.

  Jake schooled his features and threw her on the bed, interrupting her tirade. She bounced a few times but came up on her hands and knees, her head spinning, and faced them, glaring.

  “This is not fair, and I’m not going to allowing you to spank my ass like I’m a child. I will…” Sara’s mouth shut and her heartbeat fluttered at the looks on their faces.

  Both men looked at each other with raised eyebrows. Grant couldn’t hold back his smile. “Allow us? Oh, baby, you are truly in for it now.” He crossed his arms over his chest and tried to scowl, only to smirk and snort when that set her off again.

  Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Jake taking off his clothes. His lips twitched when she started to move away from them as she shrieked insults at them.

  Sara’s eyes widened. She licked her lips nervously and watched Jake start to undress. “Jake, you are not touching me with your cock or any other part of your body. You can just put that thing away.”

  She screamed and tried to fling herself off the bed when Jake laughed and lunged, grabbing her ankle, and pulling her back into the center of the bed. When she tried hitting and kicking him, he grabbed her hands and held them above her head and threw one of his legs over hers, pinning her down. He made sure not to put all his weight on her and he wasn’t hurting her in any way before he slammed his mouth down on hers when she continued to scream at him. He growled when she tried to bite him.

  Jake laughed. “You are really pushing your luck tonight.” His voice softly caressed before he pressed his mouth gently against hers. It only took a minute when he felt her calm and open herself up to him and start kissing him back. They both groaned as his tongue tangled with hers.

  He deepened the kiss. Damn, she tasted like warm honey. Every taste making him hungry for more. He pulled away when his control started slipping. Jesus, he thought, all I can think about is her tight, wet pussy clenched around my cock. I need to back off and settle down or I’ll be in her before she’s ready.

  He moved his leg when he felt Grant pulling her dress up and over her head, leaving her in just her bra. Jake ran his hand down her body. Her skin felt like silk. So pale against his much darker hand. One of these days he would spend hours learning every centimeter of her body. What she liked and what drove her crazy.

  They didn’t allow her to wear panties anymore. In fact, all her panties had disappeared shortly after they moved into the master bedroom.

  Jake rolled her onto her side, which allowed Grant to take her bra off, baring her beautiful breasts and pink rigid nipples to them.

  Jake lifted his head and looked at Grant. He smiled and flipped her over onto her stomach.

  Grant pushed her hair to the side so they were able to see her expressions. Arousal turned into dismay then fury when she realized what they were going to do. She instantly started fighting again when Grant landed the first smack to her ass.

  “Why are you getting punished, baby?” He ignored her screams.

  Sara pushed against them, panting, partly in arousal and partly in anger. “Because you’re both assholes?”

  Jake snorted and slid his hand higher on her thigh, one finger parting her folds.

  Grant grinned and placed careful smacks on her ass, never getting the same spot twice. “Wrong answer.”

  “Dickwads?” Sara asked sarcastically as she tried turning her head to bite the first available male body part.

  More smacks rained down. “No, that’s not it,” he said reasonably.

  Sara gasped and stilled as a large, blunt finger slid into her wet heat. Her focus turned inward to the tight penetration.

  “Sara?”

  A sweet buzzing sound blared in her ears, making it impossible to hear much less understand what they were saying. A whimper slid from her throat when the finger withdrew, leaving her empty and aching.

  Grant’s hand stroked the deep blush of her ass. “Tell us, baby, and we’ll give you what you need.”

  She took a quick breath and looked from one to the other. A little of the tension fled her body, leaving her limp and still. “I didn’t come to you with my problems.” Her voice was muffled against the bed.

  Jake slid his hand back up her thigh just grazing the plump lips of her pussy. He groaned at the abundance of wetness he found. “And?”

  Sara lifted her ass, trying to push the finger into her, giving her some relief from the ache they were causing. “I said I’d leave if it didn’t work out for us.” She jerked and groaned when the finger pushed forcefully into her. Sara whimpered when she knew it wasn’t going to be enough. “Please. More. I need more.”

  Jake pulled his finger out of her tight clasp only to replace it with two, pushing against her natural resistance to go as deep as he could. “That’s good baby. Real good. Now tell us what you’ll do in the future.”

  Sara’s hands tightened on the bedspread under her as she inhaled raggedly. A sharp blade of desire ran down her body, making the already bright, blaring ache turn to a harsh tightening of her womb. “Oh God. Please,” she panted.

  Grant’s breath slid across her cheek as his hand on her back held her steady, controlling her movements. “Answer him, baby, so we can help ease you.”

  Sara gritted her teeth. “I come to you, always and for everything.”

  Grants hand cupped her face. “That’s right. Now tell us who you belong to?”

  Sara made a sound of frustration deep in her throat. “You two!” Her voice showed her impatience.

  Jake decided to ignore her tone of voice because he knew how desperately heated they were making her. “And who do you need,” Jake’s gravelly voice rasped against her senses as his broad fingers slid in and out of her tight sheath.

  “I need you. Please,” she managed to say as another wave of heat coursed through her body.

  Grant bent and pressed his mouth against her temple. “That’s good, baby. Because you’re about to get us in every way imaginable.”

  Sara stopped fighting after the first few smacks. Heat was running up and down her body. She let herself go, relaxing into the mattress as she answered their questions. She moaned when she felt a large hand slide under her and start stroking her clit. She spread her legs and lifted her hips, giving them better access. Her breath sawed in and out of her lungs. She couldn’t stop the shivers that raced across her body. The heat from the spanking and the large fingers pushing deep into her pussy were hurling her body toward an orgasm.

  Sara growled in agony when both hands stopped. She was unable to move for a moment. Her muscles were so weak, and her body wouldn’t stop throbbing. “God, please don’t stop.” She tried to turn over, tried to move, but they prevented it, making her anger rise again. “Fuck me, dammit.” Two more smacks came down on her already sensitive ass instantly driving her desire higher and push her anger out. “I’m sorry.” She tried softening her tone when they didn’t move. “Please.”

  “Please what, baby?” Grant said against her ear, biting down on her earlobe. Grant bit back a groan and swallowed hard as he tried to tamp down his need for her.

  She groaned and tilted her head, giving him better access at the same time pushing her hips up and back. “I’m sorry. I’ll be good. Please, I need to come. Please, Grant. This is killing me, I ache. I’m so close.”

  She stiffened with distress when Jake laughed and felt a hard smack to her already tender ass.

  “How much time do we have?” She frowned when Jake asked Grant, without looking away from her. He studied her features, watching every emotion that branded on her face. He liked seeing the passion and heat but the spark of nerves and apprehension of what was going to happen next brought a smug smile to his face. They needed to keep her off balance to keep a step ahead of her. “Royce and Clay are picking Callie up and are taking her to Gina’s.”

  Sara got tears in her eyes at the look on Grant’s face. She had never seen someone look at her with so much love. She re
ached up, placing her palm on his cheek. “I love you both so much. Please don’t ever doubt that.”

  Grant held her hand to his cheek and turned his head to place a kiss on her palm. “I know, baby. We love you, too. You’re our world now and we’ll do whatever is necessary to keep you with us.”

  Jake lightly bit her shoulder and ran his hand down her back to her ass, squeezing gently. “The thought of you leaving us makes me crazy. Look at me, baby.” He gritted his teeth against the overwhelming fear of losing her.

  Sara lifted and turned her head to focus on him. Any hurt he had caused blew away with the look of in his eyes.

  Jake cupped her chin. “Everything Grant said is true, but I still don’t think you understand how deeply we feel about taking care of you. We not only demand you to let us take care of you, we have a deep-seated need to. It’s one way of showing our love. Do you understand that?”

  She just nodded. “So, you’re going to let us take care of you and everything that has to do with you?” he asked in a level voice.

  She was getting distracted by the hands running over her body, keeping her at a sharp level of lust. She needed to concentrate, she thought, taking a deep breath. I need to make a point before they totally take over. She reached out to take Jake’s hand, needing to connect with him physically, wanting them to really listen to her and understand her. “I understand what you are saying, I really do, but I need to have some say in important things that have to do with me.”

  Jake shot a look over her shoulder at Grant and then back down at her, running his fingers through her long hair. “We can deal with that. But know this, when it comes to your health and safety, that’s our job and there’s no negotiation with that rule.”

  She jerked when she felt a lubed finger breach her ass, pushing in deep. Sara mewled and her eyes widened more when a second finger slid in, stretching her.

  Jake smiled at the reactions crossing her face. He was in the perfect position. He could see what Grant was doing to her and watch her expressions at the same time.

  Sara lifted her ass up, wanting, needing more. She whimpered when a third finger pushed into her, making the burn more severe but at the same time making the cravings intensify. She gasped, startled when Grant lifted her by the hips so Jake could slide in under her. She latched onto him, grabbing his face, and kissing everywhere she could reach.

  Jake laughed and grasped her hair, holding her face where he wanted it. His lips covered hers hungrily, his tongue going in deep, tasting her.

  Grant arranged her legs on either side of Jake’s hips, tucking her knees up on either side of Jake’s chest, opening her up to his touch. He leaned back, giving Jake space to slide into her pussy. When Jake was all the way in her, he pressed her to Jake’s chest.

  Grant leaned into her and held his lubed cockhead against her sensitive puckered opening. Slowly he pressed forward, not pausing until he was as deep as he could go. They all froze, savoring the feeling of closeness that only this position could provide.

  Sara cried out, moaning at the feeling of him stretching her completely. She tossed her head and started moving, trying to impale herself further onto them and get them to move faster.

  Grant grasped her hips and started pulling out of her ass. He stopped when only his cockhead was in her and started pushing in when he felt Jake pulling out.

  Sara gripped Jake’s shoulders tightly, trying to find something solid to hold to help take away the feeling she might fly apart.

  They set up a slow dance of one of them always pushing into her and one pulling out. She started bucking against them, the heat overwhelming her, needing them to go faster, crying out and pleading with them for more. Her clit was on fire and moisture was sliding out of her when Jake pulled out of her. They held her at such a high level of arousal, it felt like she was losing her sanity. Fear crept into her senses. The control they had over body made her start to panic.

  Both men felt her stiffen up against them and stopped thrusting. They soothed her with touches and words.

  “We’ve got you, baby. You’re okay. Let us take care of you,” Jake murmured softly against her neck.

  After a few minutes, she relaxed. She needed to get used to these overbearing men. She settled down knowing they would take care of her.

  They started fucking her again. It wasn’t long before the need was so high they all started groaning and demanding a deeper, harder, touch.

  A scream tore from Sara’s throat as she came, followed shortly by Grant’s and then Jake’s groans. Their thrusts came slower, then shallower, drawing out the feeling. The abundant sweat that covered them fused their bodies together. They moved themselves and Sara to their sides, squeezing Sara in between them on the mattress. Long seconds passed as they caught their breath while their hands, and sweet words of love, soothed her.

  After a few minutes, Grant rolled away to clean himself and then take care of Sara so they would both be comfortable. Grant came back to the bed with a wet cloth. Jake helped raise her leg to give Grant a better angle to clean her more thoroughly. When he came back to bed, he heard Jake whispering softly to her. Grant covered them with a blanket, pressing against her back, wrapping an arm around her waist. He smiled when he realized Sara was asleep and couldn’t hear what Jake was saying.

  Jake looked over her head at his brother with worry, keeping his voice low. “We need to put a ring on her finger and marry her. I think she’s feeling insecure about the relationship and that’s why she feels she can’t sell her house. What do you think?” His hand was never still, running over every bit of skin he could reach.

  “I think we should have put a ring on her finger weeks ago.” Grant nuzzled Sara’s hair while his hand rubbed slow circles on her stomach. “I want to give her Grandmother’s ring.” He looked up wanting to see Jake’s reaction.

  They had never thought of giving Christy the ring. It was a family heirloom that passed through several Collins generations. The thought of it on her hand nauseated him now. He could only see the ring on Sara’s hand and if he had his way they would be engaged by the end of the night.

  Jake nodded and tenderly smiled down at Sara’s sleeping so perfectly between them. “That’s a great idea. When should we tell her?”

  Grant snorted out a laugh. “You’re such an ass. First, I think we should ask, not tell her. It’s more romantic and I think we need to do it now.”

  Jake smiled and silently slid from the bed, not wanting to disturb Sara’s rest and pulled on his jeans. “I’ll go get it out of the safe and we’ll put it on her finger before she wakes up.”

  Grant chuckled and watched Jake leave the room. He pulled Sara tighter against him and soothed her when she mumbled in her sleep. He was just sliding into sleep when Jake came back with the small velvet box that held the ring.

  Jake wasted no time putting the ring on her finger. He released a breath when he found it fit perfectly. He slid back into bed and pulled her back into his arms, making Grant grunt and grumble.

  Grant lifted the hand Jake had put the ring on and realized how perfect it looked there. It never would have felt right on anyone else’s hand. It was meant only for Sara. Both men settled knowing they would wake when Sara started moving.

  Chapter 22

  Sara slowly came awake when her back started aching from being in one position for so long. She tried stretching but realized the men surrounding her prevented her from moving too much. Both men awoke slowly, running their hands over her before they were fully awake.

  “Guys, we really need to get up,” she whispered sleepily and yawned. “Callie will be home soon.”

  “Not yet,” Jake grumbled and slid his hand around the back of her head, cradling it and lowering his head, taking her lips in a long, possessive kiss.

  When Jake broke off the kiss, he ran his hand down her side, making her shiver. “Baby, we have something to tell you.”

  He looked so serious it made her heart clench from worry. She relaxed when she heard
Grant chuckle.

  Grant snorted. “Ask, asshole, not tell. Remember?”

  Jake scowled at his brother and flipped him his middle finger.

  Grant rolled Sara onto her back so they could both see her face. He placed a hand on her stomach, rubbing lightly. “Baby, you know we love you very much, right?”

  Sara nodded then swallowed, looking back and forth. She whimpered and spread her legs automatically when she felt fingers sink into her slit, lightly circling her clit, distracting her from the conversation.

  “Jake and I want you to live here for the rest of your life. We never want you to feel insecure about your place in our lives and we love you more than we ever thought we could love anyone. You’re our whole life, baby, and we want you—”

  Jake interrupted him impatiently. “You’re going to marry us.” At the same time pushing two large fingers deep into her pussy, stretching her and making her gasp and her body quiver.

  Grant scowled at his brother. “Jesus Christ, Jake. You’re going to fuck this up. Let me do the talking…”

  “Fuck off, Grant. You’re giving her a chance to say no, a choice. If we tell her she can’t say no.” Jake pulled his fingers out of her, placing his hand on her thigh, pushing her legs farther apart before thrusting back into her.

  “Guys, I’m right he—”

  Grant grunted. “That is one fucked up philosophy and you’re just going to piss her off again.”

  Sara drew in a deep breath and tried to mentally push away the sensations Jake were causing with his fingers. “Guys…” She realized it sounded more like a whimper than irritation.

  “Bullshi—”

  Aroused and confused, she was getting pissed as her heart beat heavily against her breastbone. “Guys, please stop.” Neither had noticed her trying to get their attention until she raised her voice. “What is going on…what the hell is that?” she screeched, eyes wide when she noticed the ring they’d put on her finger. She was speechless, holding her hand up, staring at her hand that she had raised above her.