The Battlefield Series 1: Let It Go (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Dixie Lynn Dwyer

  She pulled from his mouth as his fingers curled beneath the tiny fabric and slid into her slick channel.

  “Finnian, oh, God, we have to stop. Oh,” she moaned against his chest and he continued to thrust his fingers into her cunt. She felt tight and wet.

  “I can’t stop, baby. You feel it, too. You know my brothers and I want you. We’re not going to hurt you, baby. Please let go.” He stroked his fingers faster and faster and she tilted up to nip at his mouth and then plunge her tongue in deeply. She kissed him with vigor and he pumped his fingers faster and faster before he slid his other finger over her anus. She moaned into his mouth and came.

  He released her lips and she panted for breath, her cheek against his chest, their breathing both rapid. He slid his fingers from her cunt and squeezed her ass. He massaged it and then looked down into her glistening green eyes.

  “Thank you, Brooklyn. For trusting me, for letting go and admitting to this thing going on between the five of us.” He licked his lips and she lowered her leg to the floor.

  “Why do you want me? Why, when you know what I went through in New York? When I’m in danger and anyone around me could be in danger, too?”

  He cupped her cheek and held her gaze.

  “Because you’re special. You brought my brothers and I together in a way that we could have only dreamed about. To have what our parents have. To love the same woman and cherish her, protect her and support her in all she does. We never wanted another woman like we want you.”

  “I don’t do commitments, Finnian. I don’t know if I can give you guys what you’re asking for.”

  There was a knock at the door and Brooklyn went to step away but he held her firmly. She looked up at him, shocked by his possessive move, but she didn’t resist. She just stared at him as the door opened.

  A glance that way and his brother Jagger entered and closed the door.

  One look and his brother knew things were different.

  “It’s about fucking time,” Jagger said and stomped toward them. Finnian released her and Jagger pulled her into his arms and kissed her deeply. Finnian watched as his brother moved similarly to him. His hand cascaded over her lower back then to her ass. He squeezed her closer and moaned into her mouth. Brooklyn raised her thigh up against his hip and Finnian smiled widely as Jagger wasted no time feeling her and testing the waters by pushing a little deeper. The sounds of her soft moans as Jagger fingered her cunt made Finnian move in behind her and kiss her neck. She cried out her release instantly and he knew she was completely turned on by both of them touching her together. She was going to be their woman. She was going to engage in a ménage relationship with them, and her belief that she couldn’t make a commitment would be out the window in no time.

  * * * *

  It was hard to focus on anything Aero was telling her. She was staring at the muscles in his forearms as he stood by her desk in the office, making her understand the way he and Jesse were going to be laying out the security system in the established part of the restaurant. She lost him a few minutes ago as the scent of his cologne filled her nostrils and thoughts of the multiple times they made out in the office ran havoc on her mind and her body. She was aroused, her nipples hard, and she yearned for his touch. It had started two weeks ago with Finnian and Jagger. A complete shock to her, considering they were quiet men who surely demanded a lot.

  “I think this will work out perfectly if we make separate power boxes for auxiliary power in case the electricity goes out.”

  She was having trouble breathing. The feel of his large presence behind her, his arm over her shoulder as he pointed at details on paper that were blurred by her desires. Holy shit. What did he just say?

  “You’re expanding the generator’s size and capacity anyway, and this won’t take much power to continue and operate in a power outage. The place will remain secure. What do you think?” he asked her, and she felt his other hand move along her bare arm, back and forth. She leaned back and glanced up at him.

  “I have to be honest with you, Aero. I kind of lost you a few minutes ago.”

  He squinted his eyes at her.

  “Why is that?”

  “Oh, I don’t know. I trust your judgment on this,” she said to him, feeling so damn aroused, and he was acting like he wasn’t affected. She swallowed hard, thinking she was feeling something he surely wasn’t. They were taking their time with her, going so damn slow she felt tortured. Perhaps they were waiting for her to make the first move to take these feelings to the next level? Maybe not.

  “Brooklyn, this is your project, your business, and I don’t want you feeling like we’re taking over or telling you what to do,” he scolded with his hands on his hips and that look in his eyes that was forceful, sexy, and so enticing that she felt like she was drooling over him. She stared at him and his brothers so often now that she could pick out the things she liked about each of them and, of course, the many things that turned her on. Her pussy clenched, her breasts tightened. She was desperate. Holy shit.

  Brooklyn stood up and walked toward the door.

  “Where are you going? Are you even listening to me? Brooklyn?” he questioned her. She faced the door, had her hand on the handle and her palm against it. She took a few deep breaths.

  “Brooklyn, what’s wrong? Tell me.”

  “I can’t concentrate. You’re driving me crazy. I’m feeling things, Aero. I’m walking on pins and needles, and I just can’t take it anymore.” She locked the lock on the knob and turned toward him. His eyes widened as he glanced at the door, at what she did, and before he could deny her what she wanted, she stomped toward him, reached up, and pulled him lower and attacked his mouth.

  He kissed her back and immediately lifted her up in his arms and pressed her against the wall. Her ass hit it and her pussy spasmed, she was so turned on by Aero. She straddled his hips with hers and rocked them against his hard cock as he cupped her cheeks and they fought for control of the kiss.

  He pulled from her mouth and suckled against her neck.

  “Fuck, baby, you are filled with surprises. I’ve wanted you for so fucking long. So long.” He suckled against her neck then lower over the cleavage of her blouse. She felt his tongue lick under her bra and against her nipple and she thrust her hips against him.

  “Take me, Aero. Right here, right now. Come on,” she said to him.

  He stopped and stared down into her eyes. “Right here? Are you sure? I don’t want you having regrets or denying what we all feel for you. My brothers will want you, too.”

  “I know, and I want them. I need this. I need you now before I chicken out and deny these out-of-control feelings.”

  “I don’t have any protection on me.” He suckled against her neck and cupped her breasts.

  “I’m on birth control,” she said and he covered her mouth and kissed her. He ran his hands along her body then lowered her feet to the ground to push her panties down. She stepped from them as he pushed his pants and boxers down and then lifted her back up against the wall.

  He stroked his fingers into her cunt and she moaned and gripped his shoulders. “You’re so wet, so fucking beautiful.” He kissed her again and stroked her pussy over and over. She was rocking, moaning, panting when he finally slid his fingers out and replaced them with his cock.

  He held her gaze.

  “This is only the beginning,” he said through clenched teeth and slowly pushed up into her needy, tight cunt.

  She closed her eyes and moaned as he filled her with his thick, hard cock, taking her breath away. He wasn’t even fully inside of her and she was panting, rocking, trying to get him in all the way. It had been so long. “Oh, God, Aero, you’re so big. I can’t,” she said.

  “You can and you will. Forget the past. This is new. This is our beginning.” He pulled slightly back and then thrust into her to the hilt, kissing her at the same time.

  They moaned into one another’s mouths and he held himself in her for a moment. He released her
lips, kissed along her chin and neck.

  “Mine. You’re all mine.”

  His words turned her on and he began to pull out and thrust back in. She ran her fingers through his hair, pressed her breasts to his mouth, and pressed her hips downward. He set a slow, steady pace, but she felt on fire and so damn needy. She gripped his shoulders, grabbed his hair, and countered his thrusts, and he moved faster and faster. He felt it, too, the out of control feeling, that need to scratch that inner itch and reach their destination.

  “Aero. Oh, Aero, oh.”

  “Brooklyn. Jesus, woman, you drive me insane. Fuck, I’m almost there. Holy fuck.” He grunted and then stroked his cock faster and faster and cupped her breast and pinched her nipple. He tugged on both of them and she came.

  She held on to his shoulders and tilted her head back, giving in to the deep, hard thrusts from Aero’s cock. She forced her hips downward to counter his thrusts with a hunger so great she thought she might come again and again.

  He reached down underneath them, squeezing her hips to him so he could stroke even deeper. She lost her breath and then gasped as a finger stroked down the crack of her ass and then into her ass.

  “Aero,” she said in a deep, sexy voice that sounded so unlike her.

  “Holy fuck, woman. Fuck.” He pushed his thick digit in and out of her ass as he stroked his cock into her pussy and he came, grunting against the crook of her neck and filling her with his seed.

  He pulled his finger from her ass and she shivered just thinking about anal sex and the likelihood in a ménage relationship. He cupped her cheeks and kissed her deeply. “Holy shit, that was incredible.”

  She smiled. “Thank you.”

  He chuckled. And then gave her ass a slap.

  “Very funny.”

  She caressed his cheek. “Very perfect.” She leaned closer and kissed him, wondering whether or not she really could commit to four men and if letting go of the fears of them hurting her could be possible at all.

  * * * *

  Brooklyn walked into the kitchen at the restaurant as Dominick was turning everything off and rechecking the place. Jagger had come up with placing a temporary wall on one side of the kitchen where the addition would be going in. She took a seat at the small, long, stainless steel table that was usually covered with cutting boards and an area to do chopping and dicing. Right now, it shined like it did every night.

  She smiled at him.

  “What’s up, boss?” he teased and took a seat across from her.

  She ran her palm along the stainless steel counter and looked around the kitchen. It was in perfect condition. Dominick took really good care of it. She was worried about him after hearing him on a phone call earlier in the day. He seemed upset.

  He reached out and covered her hand.

  “You feeling a little safer with the Cartwright men around?” he asked with concern for her. Why she had a feeling he knew she was hooking up with those men, she didn’t know. After all, her bartender was once Special Forces, a Green Beret, and it was hard to get anything past Dominick.

  She smiled.

  “You know I can take care of myself.”

  “Why should you when those four big-ass men want to?”

  She shrugged her shoulders and he released her hand, leaned back slightly, and crossed his arms in front of his large chest.

  “You like them, they like you, and the chemistry is crazy obvious.”

  She stopped moving her hand and shot her head up to lock gazes with him.

  “Chemistry?”

  “Honey, it’s so damn noticeable we all have bets going as to how long it will take for them to break down those walls of steel around your heart and let them in.”

  “You and the staff are betting on me?” she asked and slammed her hands down on the table.

  He chuckled.

  “Hell yeah, and if that glow to your cheeks I saw this afternoon is any indicator of what was going on in your office with Aero, then I’d say I’m about to win the jackpot.”

  Her face flushed and her mouth gaped open. She gave Dominick a smack on his arm and he chuckled deeply.

  “Hot damn, woman. You have some set on you, and what a way to take the negative vibe out of that office and replace it with something beautiful.”

  She held his gaze. She wouldn’t deny it and he was right. That bad vibe from being attacked in there was definitely replaced with something special, but would it last? Was it just chemistry and lust for something that now had her curiosity going?

  “Whoa, you are definitely thinking too much. I can see it plain as day. Sweetie, forget the past and the shit you went through in New York. Forget the assholes you came in contact with and just let go and live. Chase your dreams, fight for love, give those men a chance to show you they care and they’re the real deal. Hell, if they fuck it all up with your hot body and super gold mine here, you can replace them with younger, sexier versions of your choice. But I don’t think that’s gonna happen.”

  “You sure are confident about this for me. What’s with the push to take chances in my life? How about you?”

  “I haven’t met anyone that makes me want to have sex in my back office,” he said and winked. She chuckled, felt her cheeks warm, and then lowered her eyes. She placed her arms on the table and laid her head on them.

  “Who called you earlier today to make that smile fade for a few minutes?” she asked him.

  He took a deep breath and released it.

  “My brother.”

  “Which one?” she asked, knowing he had three brothers.

  “Shimmy.”

  She lifted her head up, shocked that Shimmy had called him. Dominick worried about his younger brother, who a year ago got out of the service. He had a bad injury, nearly died, and then disappeared for a while.

  “What did he say? How is he?”

  “He sounded down. Still trying to find work.”

  “What’s he been doing?”

  “Cooking, actually, but not liking the places and nothing is steady. He sounds really down. I worry about him.”

  “I know you do. Where is he living?”

  “An hour from Repose. He said he hasn’t had much work and is falling behind on rent, so he may move in with some other guy he knew from the service.”

  “Why doesn’t he come here to Repose? You and your brothers have that big house. You all work and could probably take care of him until he’s back on his feet again.”

  “He won’t accept the help like that. He needs to work and make his own way. He said he thinks this job will last a month more then he’ll have to find something else.”

  “Tell him to come here. If he’s half the cook you are, then he can be the perfect fit for the job. We are going to need to hire a few more cooks with the expansion of the restaurant.”

  His eyes widened.

  “That’s not why I told you about him.”

  She smiled and stood up.

  “I know that. I’m offering it to him, if he can cook. Now, if he can’t and it doesn’t run in the family, then we’ll have to figure out something else.”

  He reached across the narrow table and pulled her into a hug.

  “You are amazing, Brooklyn. Thank you so much.”

  “What’s going on in here?”

  Dominick released her and she turned around to see Zeke standing there in uniform and looking pissed off.

  She smiled wide and walked toward Zeke. “Dominick’s brother may be moving to town and I think I just found the new assistant cook.” She turned and winked at Dominick.

  “You’re a gem,” he said and winked.

  “You take good care of the boss, Zeke. She’s damn special.” Dominick gave him a wink and then reached for his bag and keys.

  “You can lock up and everything?” he asked her.

  “Yes, Zeke is my own personal security guard.”

  “And then some, Brooklyn. He was a Green Beret like me.”

  She looked at Zeke, who stood t
here in uniform with one hand resting on his hip and the other on the butt of his gun. She licked her lower lip and he stared at her.

  “Let me just lock the back door.” She walked over toward it and made sure it was all locked up. The rest of the staff and Ledger would head out toward the front a few hours from now. As she headed back toward Zeke, he grabbed her hand and pulled her against his chest. She stared up into his eyes, felt his utility belt against her belly and hip, and then his hand squeeze her ass.

  “Where’s my hello kiss, baby?” he asked her and she felt her cheeks heat up but then lifted up on tiptoes to kiss Zeke’s lips. He held her close and pressed his tongue between her teeth. He tasted like mint. She held on to his shoulders and felt his hand slide up and down her thigh and then back to her ass again. She felt so sexy and desirable, plus downright horny.

  She pulled her lips from his and exhaled. “We better get the hell out of here,” she said to him.

  “Why?” he asked and she took his hand and started leading him to the door.

  “Because anyone can walk in on us, and apparently the staff has a bet going on when it comes to me, you, and your brothers.”

  “What kind of bet?” he asked her, pulling her back and placing his hand over her ass.

  “What kind of bet do you think, Officer Cartwright?” she asked.

  “If it’s how quickly we have you as our woman and in our bed, then I’d say whoever said ten minutes from now just won the jackpot. Move your ass, sugar, my brothers are waiting at home for us.”

  She was shocked, but then they were heading through the busy bar and dance floor and down the hall to her office. He closed the door and she looked at him.

  “Zeke, I can’t go home with you. I haven’t left Antonia alone all night since she got here.”

  “Text her and tell her you’ll be a few hours.”