Collaring Colleen [Tales from the Lyon's Den 2] (Siren Publishing Menage Everlasting)

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by Cara Covington


  “Yes, please, Sir.”

  “We’re just going to lie here for a little while, let you rest with us.” Daniel moved and handed something to Rob.

  “Here, baby. Drink.” He placed the straw on her lips, and she drank. Chilled apple juice slid down her throat. She released the straw and sighed. Maybe the way she felt right now—free, renewed, slightly horny—had something to do with endorphins. But she believed, in that moment, the lion’s share of the credit went to the men cocooning her.

  She nearly dozed but didn’t. She knew time passed but not how much. Then Daniel kissed her shoulder. When she opened her eyes, she encountered Rob’s glittering gaze.

  “What do you want to do now, Colleen?”

  Rob brushed her hair behind her ear. The sting on her ass was easing, but the heat he’d created in her—the heat they’d both created—had changed to a gnawing hunger, a hunger that begged to be filled. She nearly said what she really wanted but, at the last moment, changed the wording slightly.

  “I want what you both promised me. I want you to have sex with me.”

  Daniel kissed her shoulder again. “We’d much rather make love to you, pet.”

  She hadn’t realized she’d held her breath until Daniel’s words set her free. “Me, too. I really need to have you both make love to me.”

  “In that case, you’ll have us both,” Daniel said.

  “We’re going to love you until you can barely walk.” Rob sounded adamant.

  “Yes, please, Sirs.” Colleen thought that was a wonderful plan and could hardly wait to get started. “Please love me until I can barely walk.”

  Chapter Fourteen

  Colleen had barely finished begging when the men moved. Daniel eased away from her while Rob laid her flat. He combed his fingers through her hair, tilting her head back. There was nothing gentle in the movement, and that suited her perfectly.

  She didn’t want gentle. She wanted to feel the force of real men making love to her—a real, earthy woman. Her only desire was for her men, for the giving and the taking of pleasure.

  Rob’s mouth devoured hers. His lips opened hers, and his tongue commanded her own. His flavor became her flavor, and she drank from him, greedily. He drank from her too, as if he were parched. Nothing made her happier than to give everything, to open herself and let these men plunder however they would.

  He lifted his lips from hers, and his gaze seared her.

  Daniel offered her two condoms. “Suit us up, pet.”

  Rob moved back, and when Colleen took the condoms and got on her knees, he laid down in the middle of the large bed. She tore open the first packet then took time smoothing the latex over his hard shaft. She marveled at how that thin layer added so much to the sensation of his hot, hard cock in her hand.

  She licked her lips then turned to Daniel and performed the exact same service for him. The feel of him against her palm sent a shiver of need up her spine.

  “Ride Rob, pet. Pleasure us all.”

  They hadn’t asked if she was wet, likely, she knew, because they could smell her arousal. Colleen felt as if she’d been wet forever. She crawled over to Rob and then straddled him. When he clasped her waist and lifted her, she nearly groaned because the move not only proved how strong he was, it was sexy as hell.

  She grasped his cock and centered that latex-covered beauty right where she needed him. He helped her by lowering her ever so slowly onto him.

  “Oh, yes. You feel so good inside me, Sir.”

  “Hands on the bed, on either side of my head, baby. Fuck me. Make me shoot my cum inside you.”

  The dirty words became gasoline to her already smoldering fires. Bracing herself, she began to move on him, lifting her hips up and down, relishing the feeling of his dick rubbing inside her.

  She wanted all she could have of him and wanted to give them both everything. A hand on her bottom, cool gel-covered fingers caressing over her anus, wrenched a moan from her.

  She looked over her shoulder, saw how Daniel’s cock practically twitched, and licked her lips.

  “Fuck him, pet, and do a good job. The moment he pulls out of you, I’m taking your ass with my cock.”

  Her nipples drew tight, and her pussy practically gushed. She turned back around, her attention on Rob, and ground herself against him. A tiny moan escaped when she brushed her clit against his groin. He reached up and took her nipples between his fingers, squeezing them, increasing the pressure until she cried out, so horny, so needy, she knew they understood what she didn’t have words to say.

  “You like that tiny bite of pain, don’t you, baby? Mmm, yes, fuck me just like that.” Rob thrust back, a sure sign that he was as needy as she.

  Daniel rubbed more lube over her anus and then pressed his finger inside. The burning penetration along with the pinching of her nipples sent electric shocks of pleasure to her clit.

  “Don’t come yet,” Rob said. He released her nipples and cupped her breasts. “Use your muscles to squeeze my cock.”

  His tone drew compliance without her mind’s participation. She practiced her Kegel exercises on him, and his lusty groan of appreciation thrilled her.

  “Again. Fuck me faster. Make me come.”

  She moved, and she squeezed, completely in thrall to the need to give, totally amazed how hot and horny she was. Her orgasm was just there, within reach, and yet she held it off, her entire focus on pleasuring the Dom whose cock was inside her.

  “You’re so hot, fucking him with such joy. You’re ours, pet. You belong to us.”

  “Oh, please!” Every one of Colleen’s senses sent her toward the edge of rapture. The scent, the sound of their voices, the feeling of their hands, and Rob’s cock moving inside her pussy and Daniel’s finger fucking of her ass, it was all one giant turn-on that took her over, heart and mind and body and soul.

  “Yes, I’m coming! Come for me, baby. Come all over my cock.”

  Daniel reamed her ass with his finger, a fast in-and-out fucking, and Colleen screamed as her climax burst over her as wave after wave of pleasure shivered and quivered, dazzling every inch of her, head to toe. The hard clasp of Rob’s hands on her waist, the strength with which he held her down against his pulsating cock, made her orgasm go on and on. Every drop of energy vaporized in the heat of her pleasure. She moaned as Rob lifted her off him and laid her on him, even as her climax began to ebb.

  Daniel’s hands on her hips lifted her bottom. Then he pressed his cock against her anus and slowly, inexorably, entered her there. Burn morphed to pain, but the pain simply carried an acid-edged pleasure to every erogenous zone she possessed.

  “Oh God!” New energy flowed through her as her arousal exploded, the climb fast and furious. As Daniel moved in her, as he fucked her, she whimpered in need, hardly believing she needed to come again so soon.

  “I’m so close, Sir. I don’t know if I can stop it this time!”

  His hands on her ass spread her cheeks open, reigniting the sting from Rob’s spanking, earlier. Daniel thrust into her, hard and fast and deep. The pain eased, and only pure, potent pleasure remained. Dark and dangerous, this pleasure, in that moment, became her everything and her all.

  “Come then, pet.”

  Colleen came, a shivering, body-quaking ecstasy that tore her asunder and built her anew, all in a heartbeat. Each wave held her focus, and each pulse of Daniel’s cock inside her ass, his shout of completion an echo in the air, sent her climax on overload.

  Utterly destroyed, she collapsed on Rob. His arms enfolded her head, and his words soothed her as shivers of aftershock consumed her. The sound of heavy breathing, hers and Daniel’s, echoed in her eardrums. She held his weight on her back for a moment, and then he eased it from her.

  He kissed her shoulder. “Don’t move. I’ll be right back.”

  Colleen sighed. One last little aftershock made her shiver.

  “That good, huh?”

  “Yes, Sir. Most definitely.”

  She heard the amusem
ent in Rob’s voice. In her previous life—was that really just days ago?—she might have taken offense at the tone. That tone told a female professional she wasn’t being taken seriously. But that was out in the world, not here in this sanctuary for lovers.

  Rob enjoyed her, maybe even loved her, at least a little. That tone told her she’d pleased him. And, just like when one of them called her a “good girl,” the sense they approved of her simply made her inner woman beam.

  Daniel returned, a warm damp cloth in hand. He gently cleaned the lube from her, tossed the cloth aside, then joined them in the bed.

  Rob eased her off him, placing her on her side, likely so she could enjoy being between them. The combined heat of their bodies was one of her favorite things, and both men knew that.

  “We’re not finished with you yet.”

  Daniel’s rough whisper in her ear was enough to get her arousal perking up. “Thank you, Sir.”

  His grunt sounded smug. Colleen smiled and tucked another accomplishment away in her internal memory box. She closed her eyes, relaxing into the moment, fully trusting her men to let her know when it was time for round two. She didn’t have to worry about anything. Her only job, right then, was simply to be.

  What an amazing feeling!

  Colleen knew she dozed because she opened her eyes, coming fully aware as Daniel lifted her up and carried her into his master bathroom. Rob was already there, probably having disposed of his condom.

  “Oh, my. This is simply lovely.” The claw foot tub could likely hold all three of them, and the shower had room to spare. In the corner stood a spa tub, something she’d always secretly coveted, even if she doubted that she’d ever get enough use out of one.

  Daniel set her down inside the shower and took the force of the blast of water until it reached the right temperature. That was just one of the many ways they took care of her, and Colleen was most definitely already addicted to their consideration.

  “I’m going to take care of your hair, pet. Turn around so Rob can feel you up with soapy hands.”

  The old-fashioned expression surprised a laugh out of her as she obeyed. She grinned at the lascivious look on Rob’s face as he made bath-gel foam between his hands and eyed her nude body.

  Colleen responded to Daniel’s silent direction and tilted her head back and closed her eyes so that he could wet and then wash her hair. Fingers working on her scalp, hands and fingers massaging her breasts, belly, and, ah, yes, her pussy—was there any better form of pampering than this?

  Daniel seemed focused on his task, rinsing the shampoo from her hair then working in the conditioner. The fragrance—something with citrus—was neither masculine nor feminine. It smelled fresh and clean.

  Daniel squeezed the excess water from her hair. Then he held her shoulders as Rob used the shower wand at his end of the cubicle to rinse her. Rob handed her the bath gel and raised one eyebrow.

  Colleen returned the favor, working a rich foam between her hands and then using her hands on Rob’s body. Her fingers adored his pecs and abs and even teased his nipples, all in the name of getting him clean. A quick glance told her his cock was already at more than half-mast. She added a bit more gel to her hands and then gently cupped his scrotum, fisting his cock and pumping a few times—she needed to be thorough—and then sliding her hands around him to wash his buttocks and run her soapy fingers along the crack of his ass.

  “Fuck, baby. You’re good.”

  Colleen chuckled then accepted the wand from Daniel and rinsed the front of Rob’s body. After Daniel replaced the wand, he leaned forward and nibbled on her ear.

  “On the shelf by Rob’s head, you’ll find a condom. Hand it to me, please. And then bend over and suck Rob off. And while you do that, I’m going to fuck your pussy from behind.

  “Yes, Sir.” She looked over her shoulder at him for just a moment. “You give the best orders, Sir.”

  Daniel barked out a laugh. “Brat. Just do as you’re told.”

  “Yes, Sir!”

  She handed Daniel the condom then turned back to Rob. He let his gaze roam down then back up her body. She knew he was attempting to tease her with that over-done leer. But knowing he liked what he looked at, seeing the way his cock twitched, just filled her with pleasure and pride.

  She’d lived more than thirty-seven years before she finally, finally felt like a woman. Rob raised that eyebrow of his again, and Colleen reacted by fisting his cock, cupping his balls, and bending over. She opened her mouth and sucked his cock right in.

  Rob grabbed her head with both hands at the same time Daniel ran his fingers through the opening of her pussy.

  “You’re so damn responsive.” Daniel’s tone had gone gruff-Dom, and she shivered.

  She’d known she was wet. Around these men, when the possibility of their touching her in any way existed, she was always wet.

  The flavor of Rob’s pre-cum and the sensation of him inside the cavern of her mouth thrilled and pleased on more than just a physical level. When he flexed his hands against her head, when he combed his fingers through her hair, when he shivered, she knew she aroused him. The heat of his cock as it expanded told her all she needed to know about whether or not she was doing things right.

  Daniel gripped her hips and slid his cock into her, filling her to the hilt in one solid thrust, and all thinking ceased.

  “You have a wonderful, fucking mouth, baby.”

  “I love your pussy, pet. So hot and tight and ours. Take what we give you. Take it all.”

  The words, the tremors as her Doms took what she offered, as she accepted what they gave her, was the best turn-on, ever. Emotions essentially female, particularly feral, stirred within her as she sucked Rob’s cock and pressed herself against Daniel’s thrusting hips. Yes, she was aroused and knew if Daniel played with her clit, she’d come. But this was beyond sexual pleasure. This was soul-pleasure. Her soul celebrated this joining, this consummation, and the value of her service in this moment.

  Colleen knew Rob was close to his orgasm. Needing to give him a really good one, she used her thumb to stroke his balls, ran her tongue along his shaft, and sucked hard. He began to move his hips, and she relinquished control of the movement. She formed her lips in an “O” but kept them on his cock, allowing him the freedom and control he demanded.

  Rob fucked her mouth, and Daniel fucked her pussy, and she wondered if she could come just from the act of pleasuring these men, alone. Another time, she’d find out. Just then, Daniel reached around her body and unerringly found her clit. He rubbed it a couple times, sparking her arousal into full flame.

  Then he pinched her clit between his fingers, and she erupted. A symphony of satiation filled her ears, her own muffled scream accompanied by twin male shouts of completion. She came, and she swallowed, and she marveled in the lust and the love that filled her to overflowing.

  Chapter Fifteen

  “Still no results? It’s been days, damn it! Jack, I’m counting on you to get this done!”

  Jack Malone was glad he had his back to the door to his office when Fitz barged in and erupted. It gave him a moment to get his emotions under control. Fitz is just like that bat-shit crazy uncle you keep humoring in the hope he’ll leave his fortune to you—only without the familial bond or the fortune.

  Jack knew those kinds of thoughts weren’t going to help him out at all. Fitz wasn’t just bat-shit crazy. If Jack wasn’t careful, Fitz would be the end of him.

  Dead or in prison amounted to the same thing as far as he was concerned. When it came right down to it, there was no way in hell he was going to pay the ultimate price for Fitzhugh Symington.

  Jack acknowledged he had no one to blame but himself for the mess he was in. When Fitz had ordered him to kill the FDA tech he’d first ordered him to bribe, Jack had put him off. Then the poor bastard had actually been killed in a car accident, and Fitz had congratulated him on his brilliance.

  By that point, Jack had realized his old high school chum real
ly was bat-shit crazy. Jack took one more moment to get himself in the right frame of mind.

  He turned and looked at Fitz. “I have plenty of results to report. There has been no movement on her bank account or her credit cards. No one has tried to activate the GPS in her car, and her social media is filled with lots of people asking her where she is, but she hasn’t responded. The only person to go to her apartment has been her sister, and from what I saw of the look on her face, she’s very upset. As you would expect her to be, with her baby sister missing. I will admit I’m surprised the reporter hasn’t shown herself so far. She’s managed to hide out longer than I thought she would. I’d have thought by now—judging from the amount she generally is on social media—that she wouldn’t have been able to resist the urge to tweet. But no, she’s stayed incommunicado longer than any of us imagined.” When Fitz kept pacing, Jack ran a hand through his hair. “Nothing has changed since the other day, Fitz. You are safe. I’ll keep looking for her, touching base with some of her friends. But until she shows herself, our best move is to wait.” A stray thought occurred to him, and he figured it wouldn’t hurt to voice it. “You know, it’s almost as if she really is missing.”

  “Wait a minute. Last time we met, you said the sister reported her missing? Why haven’t you grabbed the sister? That ought to force the bitch out of hiding.”

  “You want me to kidnap the top trauma surgeon at Houston General? Are you out of your ever-loving mind?”

  Fuck. Maybe it is time for me to disappear. He had means put aside, and he had places he could go, identities he could assume. His gaze swung to Fitz, whose eyes had gone wide and his complexion ashen.

  “What did you say? Her sister is a fucking doctor?”

  “Yes, and since the sister reported her missing, and hasn’t come knocking on your door yet, that should tell you something. If Dr. Duncan knew what her sister had been doing on the day she disappeared, you can bet your ass there would have been cops all over your facility by now. I know I’m not as smart as you are, but I doubt a trauma surgeon even knows about your OTC miracle migraine cure. Making a move on Dr. Colleen Duncan could be the one mistake that would end your joy ride and bring your house of cards tumbling down. You could seriously lose everything and end up in jail, or worse. They have the death penalty in this state, you know.”

 

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