Crossroads 6: Love Undercover (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Dixie Lynn Dwyer

  “My God, baby girl. You scared me.” He cupped her cheeks, and tears filled her eyes.

  “Didn’t you think I would make it out alive?” she asked.

  “I hoped so.”

  “Come on, Dad, you taught me so much. I couldn’t fail you and Franco.” He smiled. “Never. You’re one tough Marine, but remember, you’re my baby girl, too.”

  She hugged him again, and he looked at Damien, Toro, and Elwood. He swallowed hard and gave each of them a firm expression. Sacha pulled back. She looked at them and then her dad.

  “Dad, you remember Damien, Toro, and Elwood Vancouver?”

  “Of course. Thank you for keeping her safe.” He shook each of their hands. Franco hugged her, and they smiled at the Vancouver men.

  “So, would someone like to explain exactly what the hell went down here tonight?” he asked.

  “It’s a long story, Dad. Got any beer?” Franco asked, and they chuckled.

  He looked at the three men and then at Sacha as she went to stand with them.

  “Something tells me I’m going to need a few in me as you explain what else is going on in your life, little lady, and exactly what you Vancouver brothers have in mind for my daughter.”

  “Dad,” she scolded, and her cheeks turned a nice shade of red.

  “Well, sir, we love her. We don’t want her going on any more of these dangerous missions, and we intend to spend the next several weeks convincing her to move in with us, be our woman, and maybe even start a family,” Damien told him, and Devan was shocked. But not as shocked as Sacha, who turned a nice shade of red and looked incredible happy and totally in love.

  “You guys are going to need some heavy artillery and major backup. Let’s talk,” he said, and they all laughed.

  Sacha stood there wide eyed, and they headed into the living room while the agents and police took care of getting Dupree to the emergency room. They would then question him and hopefully charge him with so many things he wouldn’t ever see anything but bars around him for the rest of his life.

  Epilogue

  They hadn’t even made it through the garage and up the stairs before Elwood began to remove Sacha’s clothing. They were all stripping and tossing underwear, her bra, and shoes as she backed up and Elwood pressed her against the hallway wall. He covered her mouth and kissed her then lifted her up and carried her down the hallway. She ran her fingers through his hair, and he felt the tingling sensations travel under his skin. He fell to the bed with her underneath him as he continued to feast on her. She wrapped her legs around him and thrust against his very hard cock. As Elwood eased from her lips, he stared down into her eyes.

  “I need you so badly. I thought we would never make it home.”

  “So do we,” Toro said as he lay on the bed naked, his legs hanging off the edge.

  “I’ve got the lube,” Damien said, naked and tapping the tube against his palm.

  Elwood cupped her breasts, squeezing them, tugging on them as he rose up and stood.

  “Come here, baby. Now,” Toro ordered, and she immediately rolled over and then straddled his hips.

  She sank down on Toro, and they both moaned.

  “Sweet mother, I missed you. Fuck, baby, I won’t last. This is going to be a quick one.”

  She began to ride Toro, thrusting up and down on his lap and moaning as she gripped his shoulders and pressed her ass back.

  “Here,” Damien said to Elwood, handing him the lube as he climbed up on the bed and gently took Sacha’s face between his hands and kissed her.

  She reached for his cock and stroked him until it was too much. He pulled from her lips and then he fed her his cock. Sacha sucked Damien’s dick into her mouth, and Damien caressed her hair, staring at her with love and passion in his eyes, and Elwood felt his chest tighten with love for her.

  He eased some lube into her tight ass and worked his fingers in there. As he pumped and rotated, she shifted back, and he knew she wanted his cock in there now. He made sure she was well lubricated as she rode Toro and sucked on Damien’s cock, waiting for him to join them.

  “You’re all ours, Sacha. We’re going to spend every hour, every day, loving you and loving this sexy body.”

  He eased his fingers out and then replaced them with his cock. As he slid slowly into her ass, he felt his entire body shiver with desire and love for her and for his brothers. There was nothing in this world like making love to Sacha together. It bound them all, hearts and souls, and made a love that could survive anything. He started to move, felt the plop as he sank his cock all the way in, balls deep. That was it. The fears he had all this time came to surface. The worry that she could have died, the sight of her leaping the fence and tackling Mahem, a terrorist killer, was all too much to recall as he fucked her faster. Harder, deeper, he sank in and out of her, trying to absorb the fact that she was indeed safe, that she had survived, and that she was his and his brothers’ woman to protect and love forever.

  “I love you, baby,” he said to her as he began a relentless fast pace, along with his brothers as they made love to her.

  Damien came first and then eased out of her mouth and kissed her cheeks and head. Toro followed, and Elwood came last. They remained close to her, kissing her, loving her, and relishing the aftermath of their lovemaking until they did it all over again. It was a hell of a night and would be a hell of a life with Sacha.

  * * * *

  “So what do you think?” Damien asked Sacha as they walked into Crossroads and took a seat at the bar. Outside the snow was falling, and it added to the Adirondack feel of the place and this beautiful town called Wellington.

  “I love it. There are so many people here, and they know you guys, too.”

  Toro pressed up against her back and kissed her neck. “They’re friends of ours. For the most part these are locals,” he told her.

  “Hey, to what do we owe this pleasure of seeing the Vancouver brothers out and about?” one man asked as he joined them with a woman and a few other men.

  “Chief Cummings we’d like you to meet Sacha.”

  The chief widened his eyes, and the woman next to him smiled.

  “Seriously? Oh my God, where have you been hiding her? She’s gorgeous,” the woman said and then came closer and reached out her hand. “I’m Bethany, and these men are Chancellor and Collin, the chief’s brothers.”

  “And this is our woman,” Collin said as he wrapped an arm around Bethany’s waist and kissed her shoulder. She laughed, and the guys all shook hands and then the brothers shook her hand in greeting.

  “It’s so nice to meet you,” Sacha said to them, and soon other people came over. They were buying them drinks, and Sacha was meeting all their friends and their friends’ women. It looked as though Wellington had a lot of ménage relationships.

  “So what do you do, Sacha?” Chief Cummings asked.

  “She’s a Marine.” Elwood told him.

  The men widened their eyes and looked her over.

  “Nice. Should have figured it would take a Marine to settle you three down,” Collin said to them.

  “Who said we were settled down?” Elwood asked.

  Everyone chuckled.

  “In that case, you’re still available if we need you for tracking and some special missions in Wellington and the surrounding areas?” Riley asked as he took a slug from his beer.

  “Hell yeah, and since we’ve been trying to talk Sacha into retiring from the Corps and working with us, you can add another valuable tracker and hunter to your list.”

  “Damn, you lucky bastards,” the bartender said from behind the bar, and they all laughed.

  Sacha leaned back against Damien as their friends joined them and talked about the upcoming holidays, the tourists, and hikers that often got lost and needed rescuing, and all the fun things that Wellington had to offer. She couldn’t help but to smile and wonder if she really could retire from the Corps and live a normal life with her three Marines. Was she really ready for that?


  “Hey, I love you, no matter what you decide in a few weeks. We’ll always be here for you, Sacha. Believe me, Wellington is not a boring place to live. There’s always an adventure or two popping up and the need for good soldiers, well trained and able to do more than typical civilians.” Damien told her.

  Riley’s cell phone went off, and he answered it and then cursed.

  “Hey, guys. We got two hikers, boyfriend and girlfriend, who have been lost for several hours. Last word was that they were somewhere maybe between Spook Rock and Devil’s Peak. Up for helping us out?”

  Toro looked at Sacha. “What do ya say, beautiful?”

  She smiled wide. “I’m in if you have the gear.”

  Toro and Elwood smiled.

  As the men got the details, Sacha took in her surroundings and watched as everyone volunteered to do their part in helping. Two other men Doc and Stitch, Damien had mentioned as they arrived started making thermoses of hot coffee and some food, and others organized radio contact. She and her men headed out to the SUV.

  If she was going to retire and try to live a normal life with her three Marines, this place seemed absolutely perfect. She wouldn’t have a worry about putting them in danger for a mission gone wrong. She wouldn’t have to remain their lover under cover, and hide her true feelings and the love she really had for them. She could finally be free, have friends, enjoy the simple things, and maybe even add some more pictures to that wall in their house filled with fond memories of friends, family, and what was yet to come.

  As they got into the SUV and they explained their plan of action, she felt encouraged and part of something special. They would find the lost hikers. They would help this community, and it would be a beginning of her new life in Wellington, where anything was possible. She smiled wide.

  “What’s that grin about?” Toro asked her.

  “Just thinking how right Charro was. I’ll never forget him,” she said.

  “None of us will, ever,” Elwood told her as he took her hand, kissed the top, and smiled.

  THE END

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  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  People seem to be more interested in my name than where I get my ideas for my stories from. So I might as well share the story behind my name with all my readers.

  My momma was born and raised in New Orleans. At the age of twenty, she met and fell in love with an Irishman named Patrick Riley Dwyer. Needless to say, the family was a bit taken aback by this as they hoped she would marry a family friend. It was a modern day arranged marriage kind of thing and my momma downright refused.

  Being that my momma’s families were descendants of the original English speaking Southerners, they wanted the family blood line to stay pure. They were wealthy and my father’s family was poor.

  Despite attempts by my grandpapa to make Patrick leave and destroy the love between them, my parents married. They recently celebrated their sixtieth wedding anniversary.

  I am one of six children born to Patrick and Lynn Dwyer. I am a combination of both Irish and a true Southern belle. With a name like Dixie Lynn Dwyer it’s no wonder why people are curious about my name.

  Just as my parents had a love story of their own, I grew up intrigued by the lifestyles of others. My imagination as well as my need to stray from the straight and narrow made me into the woman I am today.

  Enjoy Crossroads 6: Love Undercover and allow your imagination to soar freely.

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