Lena's Happily Ever After [The Town of Pearl 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Dixie Lynn Dwyer

  She ran her fingernails along the ridges of his shoulders and thick neck muscles. She traced along the intricate tattoo and wondered what exactly it was of. It extended over the muscles of his thick arms and had the words “Armor Of God” in bold at the bottom of it. Behind the design was the American flag appearing as if it waved toward his back and shoulder.

  Bryant pulled her nipple a little harder than she expected.

  “Hey!”

  “Hey yourself. You got awfully quiet. I was wondering if I was boring you.” He held her gaze then crawled lower down her body.

  His large hands held her hip bones and squeezed.

  “I want to see all of you.”

  “Kiss me again,” she told him, and he smiled then lifted up and kissed her on the lips. He lay beside her as he continued to kiss her deeply while his fingers pressed over her belly, down under the waist of her shorts, and straight to her pussy.

  She moaned in his mouth as she tilted her hips up against his fingers. His kiss grew deeper and wilder as he pressed a finger up into her cunt. He released her lips. His warm, raspy, breath revealed that the kiss had affected him as much as it had her.

  “Open for me, Lena,” he demanded, and she immediately responded, slightly parting her thighs as he added a second digit to her cunt.

  In and out he fingered her, drawing out more juices and moans of pleasure.

  “Oh, Bryant.” He leaned up on his other elbow and watched her.

  “Look at me.” He sounded as if he was scolding her for keeping her eyes closed. She locked gazes with his eyes and instantly felt the flutter of fluid lubricate his thrusts.

  “You look so beautiful when you’re coming sweetheart. More beautiful than I imagined.” He thrust harder and faster, and she reached for his wrist.

  “Let go of my wrist,” he ordered. She released her hold. He pressed deeper. His knuckles rubbed along her pubic bone.

  “Oh God!” she moaned again.

  “Look at me, Lena. Put your arms above your head,” he commanded, and she did it, without a thought and without a fight. His tone of voice, his tattoos and muscles turned her on.

  “That’s it, baby. This body is mine.” He grunted then lifted up to his knees above her. He caressed her breast with his free hand then trailed his nail gently over her nipple, down her belly, and then to her mound. He pulled her shorts off of her to her ankles.

  “Open wide for me, baby. I want to see your cream all over my fingers.”

  “Oh!” she moaned and tilted her pelvis up, feeling her entire body tighten.

  “I’m gonna come, Bryant. I can’t take it, it’s too much.” She panted for breath.

  “Not too much. You don’t come until I tell you.”

  “Oh God, you, too?” she squealed, rolling her head side to side as she thrust her pussy against his fingers. Bryant leaned down and licked her breast then across her belly.

  He maneuvered his body between her legs and fell between her splayed thighs.

  When she felt his tongue lick where his fingers were, she began to shake.

  He thrust his fingers in and out of her pussy.

  “Don’t you come until I tell you to.” He licked again and again then pulled his fingers from her cunt and ate at her cream.

  “Bryant!” she screamed and shook, trying not to explode. She was perspiring now and felt about to lose it.

  He lifted her thighs higher, gently spread her pussy lips with his fingers, and nibbled on her clit.

  “Bryant, please, damn you!” she yelled.

  He pressed a digit into her. “Come for me, Lena, now,” he demanded as he lightly sucked her inner groin near her pussy.

  “Bryant!” she shook beneath his mouth and tongue. The orgasm that hit her went on and on. She hardly felt Bryant kiss along her groin and against her pussy, making his way up her body with his mouth.

  “So delicious. You’re beautiful and responsive.” He kissed her on the mouth then pulled her against him.

  Lena could feel his erection hard against her side.

  “That was incredible.” She rolled to her side and ran her fingers down his chest.

  “I want to taste you, too, Bryant.” She kissed his chest, then his nipple, nibbling slowly on him. He stirred beside her as he caressed her hair.

  She slowly licked along his shoulder to where his tattoo was.

  “You’ll have to explain it to me. It’s beautiful.” She pushed her hands down beneath the elastic of his shorts and gripped his cock.

  “Oh fuck, Lena.”

  She pulled the thick, long cock between the palms of her hands and stared at it. He was bigger and thicker than his brothers. She licked the tip and felt his hand on her head. He caressed her hair.

  “Nice and easy, Lena.”

  She held his gaze. “Your brothers taught me.”

  His eyes looked darker and hungrier than a moment ago.

  “Is that so?”

  “Oh yeah,” she said then licked him from balls to tip.

  He tightened his hold on her hair.

  “Did they enjoy it?” he whispered, sounding as if talking was difficult.

  “You be the judge,” she told him then lowered her mouth over his cock, taking him inch by inch down her throat. She began to set a pace to her liking and ability. She didn’t want to gag, and he was very large.

  “Lena, that feels so good,” he told her as he caressed her cheek then pushed her hair aside so he could obviously watch her.

  “I could come just from watching you suck me down.”

  She adjusted her position and began to increase the speed. When she gripped his balls and began to play with them, he groaned and hollered.

  “Oh shit, I’m there, Lena, I’m fucking there,” he nearly shouted.

  She sucked harder then lightly pinched his balls, and he held her head in place as he exploded inside of her.

  Lena licked him clean then leaned up on her elbow and across his chest to look at him.

  When he turned toward her, he looked so relaxed and happy, and then he pulled her on top of him so they were face-to-face.

  “You’re mine, woman, and I ain’t never gonna let you go.” Then he kissed her.

  Chapter 12

  Lena was in Bryant’s kitchen cooking some breakfast as he sat in the chair watching her.

  “You left me this morning,” he reprimanded her for the tenth time.

  She shook her head.

  “I needed to go home to shower and change, Bryant.”

  “I was pissed when I woke up alone.”

  “You woke up after you heard me come back through the front door.”

  She flipped the pancakes and then the bacon.

  They heard the knock at the door, and she looked at him. He had a scowl on his face, and she raised her eyebrows at him.

  “I see you’re going to push my limits real fast, Detroit.”

  She chuckled as he slowly got up to answer the front door.

  As she added more batter to the griddle, she pulled out strips of bacon. She could hear the male voices and then she felt a solid arm wrap around her waist.

  “Hey, good looking,” Kenny teased as he kissed her on the cheek then copped a feel of her breast.

  “Kenny!” she reprimanded as the others filed in.

  Kenny released her to Blake who kissed her deeply on the lips as he held her in his arms and caressed her ass in front of Bryant. When he released her lips, she saw Bryant’s facial expression and his red face.

  “Get used to it, Bryant. She belongs to us, too,” Quinn challenged as Blake released her to Quinn who cupped her head and kissed her so deeply and thoroughly that Kenny took the spatula from her hand and continued cooking.

  “Good morning to you, too,” she stated as she fanned herself.

  Before she could take the spatula from Kenny, Bryant pulled her onto his lap, dipped her across his knees and kissed her. She held on to his neck, and he caressed her body, thumbing her breast, then her belly and over the V b
etween her legs.

  “Damn it, Bryant!” she slapped his hand and tried to get up. Bryant looked at his brothers and she looked, too. They appeared as if they were smirking.

  “This is not a contest!” she exclaimed as she got up and reached for the spatula.

  “Ouch!” she squealed after Bryant slapped her on the ass.

  She felt the heat and the blush cover her body. Her nipples hardened, and damn it she was so aroused she felt unsteady as she took the spatula from Kenny.

  “Got enough for us, darling?” Kenny asked.

  “Only if you get the plates and set the table,” she scolded. She was grateful that they couldn’t see her face. She was thrilled that they were trying and no one had thrown any fists.

  * * * *

  Lena turned off the stove after making what seemed like dozens upon dozens of flapjacks and bacon strips. She knew they were big men with hearty appetites, but damn they sure did eat a lot. She began to place the pans into the sink when she heard them whispering behind her, and then someone pulled her by her hips back toward the table.

  It was Blake, and despite the fact that he ate about twelve pancakes he looked hungry.

  “You like syrup, Lena?” Bryant asked as he held the bottle in his hands. His eyes looked dark and filled with lust as he popped the top open.

  “Yes,” she whispered, wondering why her voice was shaking.

  “I have an idea, Lena. You look so damn delicious, and I don’t think I had enough for breakfast,” Bryant exclaimed.

  “What? You had like fourteen pancakes and probably a pound of bacon yourself.”

  Blake turned her around and covered her mouth with his own. He pressed his tongue into her mouth, drawing her under his spell as he caressed her lower back and pushed it against his crotch. She felt his hard cock beneath the jeans as she moaned.

  His hands continued to roam over her body then under her shorts to her ass cheeks. Heavy, large hands warmed her instantly and she felt herself lean closer against him.

  When he began to push her panties and shorts down, she realized what they had in mind.

  Blake released her lips.

  “Get up on the table, Lena,” he told her firmly. Oh God, now Blake is giving orders.

  They cleared the table probably while Blake was seducing her and making love to her mouth. She stepped out of her shorts and panties and heard their intake of breaths.

  “She’s got a great ass, huh, Bryant?” Blake stated knowingly. Lena swallowed hard and Kenny touched her belly where she stood.

  “All clothes off. This is going to get sticky.”

  “Oh my Lord,” she whispered as Kenny and Quinn lifted her shirt up and off of her. Blake pressed her closer to the table as Bryant unclipped her bra then reached under her arms from behind her to cup her breast. She felt the fluid leak from her pussy, and her legs nearly gave out.

  “Love these big tits, woman,” Bryant whispered against her ear as he pinched her nipples, pulled them out slightly then pulled her bra from her body.

  She was completely naked before them, and Blake lifted her up and gently laid her on the long oak table.

  Kenny took her wrist, kissed it, then held it above her head. Quinn took her other wrist, kissed it, then held it above her head, too. Bryant ran his hands up her left thigh as Blake ran his hand up her right thigh. She was shaking beneath their touches.

  “Oh God, I can’t take this.”

  “You will,” Blake scolded as his blue eyes zoned in on her pussy and he licked his lips.

  She was busy watching Blake and waiting for him to touch her pussy or lick her or something when she felt the drops of syrup hit her pussy lips, her belly, and then her breasts. She tried to move but their holds were firm.

  “Lie still, baby, your men are hungry for this body,” Blake stated as Bryant dripped more syrup along her breasts, hitting her nipples before dripping some along her neck. He trailed a line down her belly then over her groin on either side and directly over her pussy lips again.

  “I love syrup,” he whispered, and she felt her body begin to shake with anticipation. This was hot. Never in her wildest imagination would she ever come up with something like this.

  He placed the bottle down and they all looked at one another then at Bryant.

  “Dig in,” he whispered deeply, and a moment later four sets of mouths were licking, sucking, and nibbling on her body. Quinn rolled his tongue along the outer and underside of her breast first and then took the nipple between his lips. He sucked her hard. Kenny licked her nipple, pulled and nipped at it before licking and sucking her breast, being sure to lap up all the syrup he could.

  She shook and wiggled as Blake licked her slit then pussy lips, being thorough as he sucked her clit and ramming his tongue in and out of her pussy while Bryant licked across her belly, down her hip bones, to her inner groin.

  She felt her entire body burn up, tighten, and then explode.

  She shook and screamed from their relentless ministrations.

  Her pussy was on fire with need. She thrust upward, feeling out of control and hungry for more.

  “Baby, you taste so fucking delicious,” Blake stated as she rolled her head side to side.

  “Help me, Blake. I need more,” she pleaded, and they all looked at one another.

  Bryant laid his hand against her belly and held her gaze.

  “You ready for us to make love to you?” he asked, and she nodded her head.

  They exchanged glances and some unspoken words, and she felt as if it was the connection they had as brothers.

  They released her arms, and Bryant picked her up and began to carry her out of the room. She felt so weak and out of control with need.

  “Do something, Bryant. It feels so tight and I can’t get it to stop.”

  He rubbed her back as he carried her up the stairs to his bedroom.

  “Shh, baby, we’re going to take care of that for you. When we make love to you for the first time, it’s not going to be on the kitchen table. We’ll save that for another day,” he teased.

  Bryant laid her gently on the edge of the bed then fell to his knees and began to caress her thighs.

  “Lie back, honey, and feel, just feel all of us loving you.”

  She did as he said.

  She felt the bed dip on her left and Quinn was lying next to her, naked with his cock fisted in his hand. The bed dipped on her right and there was Kenny, naked and holding his cock.

  “Oh,” she moaned as Bryant licked across her pussy. She opened her eyes to seek out Blake through over sexually stimulated eyes and caught sight of him. He was undressing and rummaging through dresser draws.

  “You got about a dozen new ones,” Blake stated as he tossed the foil wraps onto the dresser.

  She was going to do this. She was going to make love with four brothers.

  * * * *

  Bryant released her pussy and stood up. He pulled off his lounge pants, tossed off his shirt, and reached for the condom.

  “You sure, Lena?” he asked her as he held her gaze.

  “I’m sure. I want all of you.”

  Quinn reached over and caressed her left breast as Kenny caressed her right breast. Bryant rubbed his hands along her thighs then lined his cock up with the entrance to her pussy. He held her gaze then slowly pushed forward as she closed her eyes.

  “Open your eyes, Lena. Look at me when I make love to you,” he demanded, and she immediately opened her eyes and held his.

  “So tight and so beautiful, Lena,” he stated as he pushed further through the tight vaginal muscles. She reached for his forearms and held them as he hovered over her and pressed deeper.

  “Please, Bryant,” she pleaded, and he couldn’t hold out. His cock was so hard and her pussy wet and tight. He shoved further until his balls reached her ass and they both moaned.

  “Fucking incredible, baby,” he panted. He was home. Inside of Lena felt like home to him. He began to thrust his hips and set a rhythm as his brothe
rs gave him space. He rocked his hips against hers and they held one another, their lips meeting and kissing. He licked along the seam of her lips then plunged his tongue in and out of her hot, wet mouth. They both seemed to want to devour one another.

  He pulled away from her lips to lick her nipple then suck a bit of her breast into his mouth. She reached for his nipples and pinched the pink, protruding flesh.

  “Fuck, Lena, I won’t last if you keep that up,” he scolded, and she did it again. He pulled back and thrust forward hard, sending his cock deep into her channel.

  “Bryant!” she yelled, and he lifted her thighs against his hips and thrust back and forth into her until he reached his peak. He poured himself into her. The aftershocks rocked his body and caused him to lose his breath. He reached up to touch her cheek, and she turned her head to kiss the palm of his hand.

  “Beautiful,” he told her as he slowly pulled from her body.

  * * * *

  Blake took Bryant’s place. He held Lena’s gaze and smiled down at her.

  “Baby, watching you lie there all naked and smelling like syrup is making my imagination run wild with fucking crazy adventures with you. But right now, my cock is so fucking hard, I ain’t gonna last. Tell me you want me, Lena.” He waited as he rubbed his cock up and down against her pussy lips.

  “I want you. Please stop teasing me, Blake.”

  He smiled wide then pushed the head of his cock through her tight little pussy. His heart soared and he actually felt relief at finally being inside of Lena, making love to her, and claiming her as his woman. She reached for his arms, and he lowered himself to her chest. Her breasts were full and round and way bigger than he had expected when he first laid eyes on her. She didn’t like to flaunt her assets, and he hadn’t realized that working at Rocky’s wearing that damn outfit was even more upsetting to her. She was sweet and she was theirs.

  “Like heaven, Lena. You feel like heaven,” he told her then kissed her on the mouth as he thrust his hips against her. In and out he tried to scratch that itch inside of him, the need so deep to claim his woman. He lifted her thighs and brought her to the edge of the bed then stood. Her legs were up against his shoulder and her ass off the bed as he fucked her with long, deep strokes.