Elite Dragoons 1: New Recruits (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Becca Van

  “That’s enough, Sara,” Hay rasped. “I don’t want to come yet, sugar. Pull off.”

  Sara pulled back and then released him from her mouth. “I want to make you feel good,” she panted.

  “Oh, honey, you do make me feel good, but I don’t want this to end too soon. I want to be able to come when you do.”

  “I’ve already come,” she said and smiled at each of her men.

  Whit was on his knees between her legs but looked up at her when she spoke. “That was just the beginning, sweetheart. The next time you come will be with all of us inside you.”

  “Turn onto your stomach, honey,” Dalton commanded in a growly voice.

  Sara turned to him. “What are you going to do?”

  “We’re going to prepare you, Sara.” Dalt cupped her cheek. “Do you trust us, honey?”

  “Yes.”

  “Good. We would never do anything you don’t want us to but we want to make love to you at the same time. For that to happen we need to stretch you out.”

  “Have you ever had anal sex before, baby?” Whit rubbed his thumb over her clit, eliciting another groan from her.

  “No,” she breathed out, uncertain about what they wanted to do with her.

  “Please, give us a chance to show you how good it can be, baby. If you ask us to stop then we will immediately.”

  “Okay.” Sara took a deep breath and rolled over onto her belly.

  Firm yet gentle hands gripped her hips and lifted her slightly. A pillow was shoved under her hips, causing her ass to stick up higher into the air. Three sets of hands caressed her back, arms, and legs, helping her to relax and release the tension she hadn’t been aware she was holding.

  Her ass cheeks were spread apart, and she couldn’t help but clench her ass muscles.

  “Relax, darlin’, we’ll make sure you enjoy this,” Dalton reassured her.

  Sara heard a pop, and she figured one of them must have a bottle of personal lubrication. Her summation was confirmed when Hay spoke. “A little cold, honey.”

  Cold fingers connected with her asshole and then rubbed round and round her sensitive pucker in small circles. Sara gasped and then moaned with pleasure. She’d had no idea how sensitive her anus was until now. Hay took his time with her, getting her accustomed to being touched in such a private place, and she began to relax.

  “That’s it, honey. Stay nice and loose for me. I can see your pink ring when you’re open and relaxed like this.”

  More lube was drizzled on and into her pucker and then Hay spoke once more. “One finger, Sara.”

  Sara whimpered when the tip of Hay’s finger penetrated her back entrance. That whimper turned to a moan of pleasure when he pushed past the tight muscles until it was embedded in her anus all the way.

  He began to withdraw, and Sara clamped her muscles tight trying to keep him within.

  “Don’t clench, honey, I don’t want to hurt you.”

  “You won’t,” she panted. “It feels so good. I want more.”

  “Hay, will you give more to our baby?” Whit gasped. “By the time he’s finished stretching you out, you’ll be begging all of us to fuck you.”

  “Yes,” Sara groaned. “That’s what I want.”

  “Not yet, darlin’”—Dalton kissed her shoulder—“but very soon.”

  Another finger was added to her ass, and Sara moaned and whimpered as pleasure washed over her. By the time three fingers were pumping in and out of her bottom hole, she was one massive ache of hunger.

  “Please,” she begged.

  “She’s ready,” Hay finally declared.

  “Thank God,” she sighed, and then she was lifted up from the bed into Whit’s arms.

  He sat down on the edge of the bed and placed her on his lap so that she was straddling his hips facing him. His hands gripped her waist, and with Hay’s help she was lifted again until the tip of Whit’s cock was at her entrance. She was slowly lowered down on his condom-covered cock and she sobbed with relief and pleasure. He was a lot bigger than she’d ever taken before, but so damn good she was in danger of climaxing before he was fully embedded inside her.

  She gripped his shoulders, digging her nails into his skin, and clenched her teeth trying to stave off her orgasm. A sharp slap to her ass startled her, but she was thankful for it. Hay’s hand on her ass had stopped her from tipping over the edge. When Whit was all the way inside her, he lay on the mattress on his back with his legs hanging over the end and his feet on the floor. He gripped her hair, tilted her head up, and began kissing her.

  Sara lost herself in Whit’s mouth and only tensed slightly when she felt Hay’s lubed and condom-covered cock at her ass. Whit swallowed her mewl of pleasure and pain when Hay began to push into her tight rosette. His hips rocked forward and back as he slowly forged his way into her back entrance. When his lower abdomen connected with her ass and lower back she knew he was inside her ass all the way.

  “How do you feel, Sara?” Hay panted.

  “Good. So good,” she sobbed.

  “You’re about to feel a hell of a lot better, honey.”

  Hay wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her into an upright position, so that she was now sitting up on Whit. He drew back, sliding his cock until the tip was all that was inside her anus, and as he pushed back in, Whit slid his dick to the entrance of her pussy. As he pushed back in, Hay once more withdrew, but Sara still wasn’t satisfied. She turned her head, looking for Dalton, and found him waiting for her. He was on his knees on the bed with the base of his dick in his hand but so close. All she had to do was lean a little to the right and wrap her lips around his penis. And she did just that.

  She laved her tongue around the mushroom-shaped head and then pushed down over his hard length. When she drew back up over his shaft, she suctioned firmly and hollowed her cheeks. Dalton moaned with pleasure and cupped her cheek as she sucked him back into the depths of her mouth.

  Sara felt overwhelmed with pleasure but cherished every bit of their loving touch. She felt so adored and special. Like she belonged for the first time in her life. She felt like she was home. She got into a rhythm, keeping pace with Hay and Whit as they stroked their hard cocks in and out of her ass and pussy. With each surge the pleasure grew and the tension in her body coiled tighter and tighter. Her muscles rippled around their surging cocks and her cry was muffled by Hay’s cock as they increased the speed of their thrusting hips.

  Her muscles quivered and grew tauter and tauter until she was sobbing out her pleasure with every exhalation. Dalton moved his hand from her cheek and gripped her hair, and then he began to fuck her face. He didn’t push in too far or too fast but kept up a steady beat.

  “I’m going to come, darlin’,” he gasped. “Pull off if you don’t want to swallow.”

  Sara wanted to taste his essence. She needed every bit he had to give her so she placed her hand on his balls and squeezed gently then rolled and massaged his testicles. Dalton roared and then his semen was shooting out of his dick over her tongue and down the back of her throat. She swallowed quickly, taking everything he had to give. When he was done he slowly withdrew from her mouth and fell onto the bed, breathing heavily as he tried to calm his heartbeat back to a normal pace.

  Whit and Hay were holding her in place as they stroked their cocks in and out of both her holes. Hay was gripping her hips and Whit was holding on to her waist. Her belly jumped, and liquid heat traveled through her bloodstream centering in her pussy. The internal walls of her pussy gathered into a tight spring, and Sara knew she was about to fly to the stars once more. She was only vaguely aware of keening loudly, but then Hay and Whit changed the tempo again.

  They surged into her at the same time and sent her screaming over the edge. White flashes formed behind her closed eyelids, and her body shook as she went careening into rapture. Her pussy clamped down on Whit’s cock and cream dripped from her cunt. The muscles in her ass grabbed at Hay’s cock and then released. Her muscles contracted an
d let go in continuous waves as she flew into the stratosphere. Hay slammed into her ass once more with a shout, and then she felt his cock pulse as he climaxed and filled the condom with his cum. Two strokes later Whit roared as he, too, reached orgasm. He gripped her waist and froze with his dick hilted inside her pussy as he, too, reached his peak.

  Sara was totally boneless after experiencing such a huge orgasm and flopped down onto Whit. Her eyes closed and she smiled when he wrapped his arms around her shoulders and nuzzled his nose into her neck. She groaned when Hay eased his semi-flaccid cock from her ass but didn’t try to move. Sara drifted in between sleep and waking, totally aware of what was going on around her but unable to move or speak. Her men cleaned her up with a warm wet washcloth, and then they tucked her into bed. They surrounded her with their heat. Dalton was at her back, spooning her. She was draped half over Whit’s front, one of her legs slung over his and her head resting on his chest and shoulder.

  Hay must have been draped over the bottom of the bed with one of his hands on her lower leg. Sara gave a sigh of contentment and let sleep claim her.

  Chapter Eight

  Dalton was working in the office three days later when an alarm sounded on one of the laptops. He rushed over to the computer and began tapping away at the keyboard. He cursed when he saw what had set the alarm off.

  “What’s happening?” Whit asked as he entered the office. The sound must have been loud enough for him to hear because he had been in the kitchen getting a cup of coffee.

  “Another woman has been reported missing,” Dalt said without looking up. “This one was taken from Alliance, Nebraska.”

  “Fuck.” Whit came up behind him. “Have you got any details yet?”

  “I’m still working on it. Just give me a couple of minutes.” Dalton accessed the police database in Alliance and brought up the latest details. The woman’s name was Prudence Peters and she also had blonde hair and blue eyes as well as being in her early to mid twenties. “Take a look.”

  “Shit. Another blonde.”

  “Okay. We’d better go and investigate. I’ll inform Tony while you let the rest of the team know what’s going on. We’ll head out ASAP.”

  Dalton sent a text message to the rest of the team and began to prepare for their journey. Hay had taken Sara out for a horse ride, but he knew his brother would arrive as quickly as possible. The thought of leaving Sara, Nicole, and May here by themselves didn’t sit well with him, but duty came first. Maybe they could get the Elite Dragons to keep an eye on the women to make sure they stayed safe. Although he had no reason to believe that anyone knew where their operation was based, he felt better knowing that the women would be protected if there was a need.

  Hay entered the office with Sara right behind him. Her cheeks were flushed from her ride and she was smiling. His heart clenched at the thought of something happening to her, but he pushed those thoughts aside and explained to his brother what was going on. When he finished he looked at Sara and saw her pale face and her frightened eyes. He mentally cursed the fear he had caused her and moved close and then pulled her into his arms.

  “I’m sorry, darlin’, I don’t want to scare you.”

  “It’s not your fault, Dalt, it’s better that I know what’s going on. I can’t go around with my head buried in the sand.” She hugged him back.

  The rest of the team began to enter the office, and Dalton reluctantly released Sara. She walked to the back of the room and leaned against the wall as Whit and he filled the rest of the team in. Then Dalton pushed the button and watched the wall slide back revealing their secret weapons cupboard. Each team member chose their weapons of choice and then hurried out of the room to gather the rest of their things. Once Dalton and his brothers had retrieved their weapons he pushed the button and watched the wall panel slide closed again.

  “Sara, come over here,” Whit demanded. When she was next to Whit he clasped her hand and showed her where the button was to open the hidden cupboard. “I want you to be able to protect yourself if anything ever happens. We don’t think you’ll have any problems while we’re gone but it’s better to be safe than sorry.” Whit showed her where the bullets were and some spare Kevlar vests were stored.

  “Have you ever used a gun before, sugar?” Hay asked as he hugged her from behind.

  “No.”

  Hay picked up a nine millimeter pistol, inserted a clip, and then showed Sara where the safety was and how to take it off. “If you ever need to shoot anyone, point at the largest part of the body which would be the chest and torso. Don’t pull the trigger, squeeze gently. Okay?”

  “Okay,” Sara answered in a shaky voice.

  Hay made sure the safety was back on and handed the weapon to Sara. “Keep the gun within reach at all times. We’ll give you the Elite Dragons’ phone number before you leave. That way you call them for help if you need to. Call us anytime, honey. We don’t care what time it is. If you’re scared then you call right away.”

  “I’ll be fine, Hay.” Sara placed her hand on his forearm and squeezed as if to reassure him.

  “I know you will, honey.” Hay placed the gun on the closest desk and then pulled her into his arms and kissed her. He lifted his head and kissed her forehead. “I love you, Sara.”

  “I love you, too.”

  Hay handed her off to Whit. Whit lifted Sara up into his arms, and she wrapped her arms and legs around his brother and was kissing him as he walked out of the room. Dalton watched Whit devour her mouth until they were both gasping for breath.

  “Love you, baby,” Whit panted and then lowered her to the floor, and then he, too, was walking out of the office.

  “Me, too,” Sara said loud enough for Whit to hear.

  Dalton swept her off her feet and cradled her against his chest. One arm was beneath her knees and the other was supporting her back. He lowered his head and kissed her hungrily. He swept the interior of her mouth with his tongue, sliding it along hers, and then he sucked her lower lip into his mouth. When he released her all he wanted to do was carry her into his room and make love with her, but he had a job to do. A woman was missing and they needed to find her.

  “I love you, darlin’,” he declared and then lowered her to her feet once more.

  “I love you, too, Dalton. Please be careful out there. I have a bad feeling about this.”

  Dalton cupped both her cheeks in his hands and kissed the tip of her nose. “We’ve been trained for this sort of thing, Sara, don’t you worry, darlin’, we’ll be fine.” Dalton lowered his hands and walked toward the door, but turned back before he exited. “I want you, Nicole, and May to stay close to the house. No horse riding or going off by yourselves until we get back. Okay?”

  “Okay.”

  Dalton smiled and then hurried to his bedroom. Since they always kept a bag packed all he had to do was pull it from the closet and he was good to go. When he walked out the back door he was glad to see everyone was ready. Four trucks were pulled up close to the house, and he was just in time to see Ry kissing Nicole. He smiled when his friend and teammate released her. Nicole was looking at Ry with a shocked expression on her face. He glanced to Ry’s brothers and saw the satisfied smiles on their faces. It looked like he and his brothers weren’t the only ones to find a woman they could love.

  Sara came out onto the verandah, her hand in Whit’s as he stopped on the wooden deck. Dalton was already moving toward their truck and got into the passenger seat, since Hay was already in the driver’s seat. Whit said something to Sara which made her smile, and then he got in back.

  “Okay, let’s go. We have a woman to find.”

  Dalton kept Sara in his sight until he couldn’t see her anymore. Then he turned his mind to the upcoming mission.

  It took just over ten and a half hours for them to reach Alliance, Nebraska, and by the time they all had their room keys Dalton was tired. Sitting in a truck for such a long time was more tiring than spending hours going over their training course. He was w
orried about Sara and the other two women but tried to keep his anxiety at the back of his mind. He was going to need all his energy in trying to find the missing woman and hoped they would be able to locate her quickly. It was two a.m., and even though he wanted to begin searching for the missing Prudence he knew that it would have to wait until tomorrow. A few hours’ sleep would be enough to rejuvenate him in mind as well as body. He and the rest of the team were used to getting by on a few hours’ sleep since they had already served overseas, and tonight was no different. He would be raring to go first thing and was glad that Alliance was such a small town with a population of less than nine thousand people.

  Once they visited the local sheriff—who was aware that they were coming thanks to Tony—the Elite Dragoons would spend the day scouting the town with their mental walls lowered. Hopefully they would have the same success they did with Sara and find something they could use to connect them with the missing woman. If not he didn’t want to think of the consequences. Dalton dumped his bag in the closet and stripped out of his clothes. Whit was taking a shower, and Hay was already in bed and by his breathing he was well on his way to sleep. He sighed and slid beneath the covers, concentrating on releasing the tension in his muscles and relaxing his body. He was only vaguely aware when Whit entered the room and got into bed, too.

  Dalton’s last thought as he slipped into sleep was Sara.

  * * * *

  Whit shook hands with John Partridge, the sheriff of Alliance, and then he followed the man into his office with Hay and Dalton on his heels. They each took a seat as the sheriff sat behind his desk.

  “What can you tell us about Prudence?” Whit asked.

  “She was reported missing yesterday but we believe she has been missing for almost a week. Prudence Peters has no known living relatives and when she didn’t turn up to work three days in a row, her employer contacted her next of kin on her employment form. Her friend, Yvonne Butters, went around to Prue’s apartment but no one was home. The last time anyone sighted Prudence was Sunday just gone, when Yvonne and Prue met for lunch.”