Soldiers of Pearl 1: Invasion of Hearts (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)
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“We got it covered, Cora. I promise,” Rex told her and she smiled.
This was the right thing to do. Everything was going to be just fine. It had to be.
* * * *
Arabella was walking out of the library in town. She had read up on catering businesses and also ways of printing out business cards. A young woman in the library, Anastasia, who was very quiet yet helpful, gave her some pointers. Millie had recommended that Arabella speak to her because Anastasia was once a resident in Second Chances. The more she learned about this town, the more she wanted to stay here. As she researched and spoke with Anastasia, she could see them becoming friends. Before leaving, she promised to come visit Anastasia again and they talked about hanging out or having coffee together sometime.
Arabella was heading down the road when she saw the deputy patrol car stop. Reno got out, a huge smile on his face. She felt her own smile immediately form and she had to stop herself from running toward him. She didn’t want him to think she was so easy and infatuated with him and his team. But she was. She couldn’t stop thinking about their kitchen and their kisses.
“Hey, beautiful,” he said, and brought his hand under her hair to the base of her head, bringing her closer to him right before he kissed her deeply. He pulled back and she felt her cheeks warm as she blushed and lowered her eyes.
“Hi,” she said, and he chuckled. He used his thumb to caress her cheek where he still held her possessively.
“I heard that you were a great hit at the party. Got some potential jobs, huh?” he said, smiling.
“Oh God, it was crazy.” She started telling him all about it. He stepped back and leaned against his car as she rambled on and on. When she mentioned the business cards and what Mark did, he stood straighter and uncrossed his arms.
“Hey, we can totally help you with that. Brock and Smith have an awesome computer design program. They can come up with something great.” He glanced at his watch. “They should be heading out of the office by the construction site now. How about we call them and maybe I can drop you off and they can help with that?”
“Um, well I kind of…” She started looking around wondering if she should go or not. She liked them so much and she wanted to see where this led, but in their arms safe and secure was such a turn on. She wanted these men.
“Come on, baby, after what we shared, you can’t be scared to be around us.” He wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her close. She inhaled his scent, absorbed his uniform, the gun, the badge, everything about him that made him so damn sexy right now.
“Let’s call them. You even get to ride in the patrol car,” he teased as he raised his eyebrows up and down. She laughed as she swatted his shoulder then caressed where she gave the small smack. She smoothed out the material and absorbed his attire.
“Damn, baby, you keep looking at me like that and I’m going to fake being sick and take you home with me.”
“Reno. Someone might hear you,” she reprimanded and he held her gaze all serious as he placed his hands on her shoulders, lowering to look her in the eyes.
His blue eyes held her. “Baby, let them hear me, and let them know you’re mine.” She gulped and he smirked, looking so sexy and confident. He was definitely flirtier than Rex, Smith, and Brock. Where Brock and Smith had harder, rougher types of looks, and Rex had those striking green eyes and a firmness about him, Reno was magazine-cover gorgeous, with blue eyes that stood out with his tan complexion. Hell, they were all very attractive men and suddenly she felt a twinge of intimidation.
He brushed his thumb along her lower lip. “What was that expression for?”
“Nothing.” She tried stepping back. He took her hand and held her gaze.
“Tsk, tsk.” He made a noise with his mouth. “I thought we discussed this whole holding-back thing and resolved it. I want to know what you were thinking.”
She released a sigh.
“All right, that’s it. You’re coming with me. We’ll drive to the site or wherever else until you confess those thoughts. Come on,” he teased and opened the passenger door to the cruiser.
She got in chuckling and then he closed the door and she watched him tip his hat at one of the people in town, who smiled and winked at her. The older couple seemed to find the little scene interesting. She could imagine the gossip that would go around this town. Maybe just like Reno, she’d like to send the message that Reno, Rex, Smith, and Brock belonged to her. She felt her cheeks warm as she smiled.
“Now you better start talking, beautiful.”
As they drove out of town, Reno asked her about her thoughts and she ignored his push for answers even as he placed his hand on her thigh while he drove with one hand, looking so sexy and powerful. There was definitely something to be said about a good-looking man in uniform, who had tattoos on his arm and a powerful-looking black shotgun within reach. Throw in the echo of the dispatch on the radio, all the high-tech equipment, and yeah, she was feeling pretty turned on.
“You’re killing me, baby. I want inside your head, just for one of your thoughts.”
“Quit it. I’m not saying a word.”
His cell phone rang and he looked down and saw who it was. He smiled and winked at her. “Hey, Brock, I was just about to call you.”
His conversation was one sided and she noticed his expression grow angry and concerned and then he licked his lower lip, turned toward her, and gave a wink. She wasn’t sure what Brock was saying, but Rex seemed concerned.
“Well, she’s right here with me. Yep. I picked her up in town while she was hitchhiking.”
“Reno!” She gave his arm a shove and he half smiled. She almost had a feeling like he was trying to make a joke and lighten up whatever subject matter Brock called him about.
“No, I was only kidding. We’ll be there in two minutes and you’ll see for yourself.”
He disconnected the call, glanced at her, then covered her thigh with his hand again.
“They’re already heading home. I’ll bring you there. They have a lot of cool stuff set up in the home office.”
She swallowed hard.
“Hey, you’re not afraid to be alone with us are you?”
She shook her head and looked out the window.
“Then what is it?”
“I, well, you’re all so good looking and can have your choice of any woman in this town or anywhere. Why are you interested in me?”
He slowed the car down and pulled through the main entrance to their ranch and into the driveway.
Placing the car in park, he took a deep breath, released it, and looked at her.
“Baby, it’s you I want. From the moment I laid eyes on you something inside me came to life. I know it sounds cheesy, but it’s true. Just give us a chance to prove it to you.”
She heard the sincerity in his voice. She sensed his honesty and she nodded her head. He smiled.
“Good girl. Now let’s walk you inside. I can only stay for a little bit. I’m on duty.”
* * * *
“They just pulled up now. Fuck, I can’t believe this. I want to know everything that Rex found out, but he said he was helping Mark and Wyatt with what they discovered. Not knowing is going to drive me crazy,” Smith said.
“You know what? With Arabella coming here with Reno, it’s probably better that we don’t know anything right now. It would feel like we were keeping something from her, and if we want this relationship to work, we sure as shit can’t be keeping secrets.”
“Even if those secrets give us a strategic advantage of keeping her and her family safe? I don’t know about you, but I’m willing to do whatever it takes to protect them and I don’t even know the full details.”
“Hey, no more talking or thinking about it. Let’s focus on Arabella and tonight we’ll talk with Rex.”
They heard the front door open, and Reno announced that they were there. Smith smiled wide as he approach Arabella. She was wearing a different outfit. One he never saw before. It was
a flair skirt in beige that fell right above her knees and a pale pink camisole that only revealed a small amount of cleavage. She seemed to be a very modest dresser and didn’t flaunt her assets except in that damn Rocky’s bar uniform.
“Hey, legs.” He pulled her into his arms, lifting her up and kissing her. She held on to his forearms.
“Smith, put me down,” she said, surprised by his actions.
He held her in the same position and stared down into her gorgeous blue eyes. “Baby, I can’t help myself. I missed you and you look so damn good I could eat you up.” He lowered her and nibbled on her neck and shoulder. She laughed and swatted at him until Brock joined them.
“Where’s my sugar?” he asked. Smith slowly released her but not before caressing her ass.
Brock held her gaze with a firm expression. “Come here, baby,” he whispered. She did without hesitation. Smith smiled then winked at Rex. Brock drew her close, kissed her thoroughly before caressing her ass, and pulled her flush against him.
“Oh God, your kisses should be illegal,” she told them, and Brock chuckled.
“They are illegal to everyone else but you,” Brock said, and she chuckled. “So what are you up to? Reno said he saw you in town coming out of the library.”
She explained about her busy night at Diane’s and about the people asking for business cards.
“Well, we can definitely help you with that,” Smith told her.
“This is where I head back to work. I’ll see you all later for supper,” Reno said and then walked closer to Arabella and kissed her good-bye. Smith watched her smile and then pull her bottom lip between her teeth.
“Arabella is staying for supper, too,” Brock said, and she looked shocked.
“Oh, I don’t know if I can. I’m supposed to head back to the shelter by dinnertime.”
“We can take care of that with one phone call.” Brock picked up his cell phone. Smith took her hand and walked her down the hall and into their office.
* * * *
Arabella was trying to concentrate on the different designs and ideas for the cards, but Smith and Brock kept leaning closer, touching her, and then kissing her shoulder, her neck, and even her knuckles. It was getting late and Rex and Reno were due home shortly. She was feeling so many things. In her mind she thought about what it would be like to give them her virginity and to actually have sex with four men. She knew nothing, only what she read about years ago, and what some of the waitresses at the restaurant and of course at Rocky’s talked about.
She was lost in thought and she couldn’t even concentrate on the images in front of her.
“This feels so right, having you here in our home,” Smith told her as he leaned over the chair from behind her and kissed her neck. The chair was on wheels and tilted back, scaring her a moment. He moved his hand over her shoulder, under her tank top over her breast. “I’ve got you, baby.”
She moaned into his mouth as she felt her breast tingle and her nipple tighten. He was cupping her breast and exploring her mouth with his tongue.
The chair began to move and she felt Brock’s hands on her thighs and he knelt down in front of her.
“I love when you wear skirts. It means this sweet, virgin pussy of yours is completely accessible to us.” She felt his hands caress up her thighs under the skirt, and she moaned into Smith’s mouth. Her pussy clenched and she felt so aroused. As he pressed her thighs wider, she assisted and he chuckled.
“You liked what we did the other day in the kitchen, didn’t you, baby?”
Smith released her lips and moved his mouth down her neck to her breast.
“Yes,” she moaned.
“Good, ’cause I liked it, too. I thought about nothing but tasting your sweet cream and making you come on my face all day,” he said.
“Oh God, Brock, you’re crazy.”
He looked up at her. “Crazy about you, Arabella.”
She felt his warm breath collide with her panties that covered her overstimulated mound. As he began to press her panties aside, he changed his mind and started pulling them down and off of her completely.
She gasped.
“Just taking away any barriers, honey. I want you spread wide so I can really explore this sweet, sexy pussy.”
“And I want a better look at these breasts, baby. Your body is perfect.”
Smith leaned down and unclipped the front of her bra, exposing her breasts from confinement.
He pushed her camisole up and over her head just as Brock stroked a finger up into her cunt.
“Oh,” she moaned and slipped lower. Now her ass and pussy were over the edge of the chair and Brock was on his knees. The sight of him so big and wide kneeling down in front of her was stimulating in itself. He pushed her skirt up to her waist then caressed her thighs wider.
“Oh hell, baby, look at you. Look how wet you are.” Brock licked his lips. She could feel his thumbs caressing her pussy lips open as she wiggled and panted.
Smith licked across her nipple and sucked the tiny, hard bud into his mouth. He swirled his tongue over it and nipped it, making her gasp.
“Oh, Smith,” she moaned then felt Brock’s mouth on her clit, pulling and sucking while he drew circles with his thumbs, spreading her pussy wider. He stroked his tongue in and out of her channel and she started to move back and forth. When he replaced his tongue with two fingers, she moaned and nearly shot off the chair. She was gripping the arms, moving her hips.
“What do we have here?”
She heard Rex’s voice and tilted her head back. The sight of him made her come hard and fast.
“Oh God, Brock, Smith. Oh!” she screamed out and shook from her orgasm.
The sound of someone nearly slamming into the door alerted her to that direction again. Rex chuckled as Reno nearly slammed into him. He held on to Rex and looked at her, Smith, and Brock.
“Now this is what I want to come home to every fucking night,” Reno said, and they all chuckled.
She didn’t even care what she must look like. Spread over the office chair, legs open wide, Brock’s mouth still feasting on her pussy and Smith’s hands and mouth, arousing her breasts, which were fully exposed.
“Appetizers before dinner. I’m in,” Rex said as he rubbed his hands together.
“Let’s get this skirt off of you,” Brock said.
“Oh God, no, I can’t take anymore. Give me a minute,” she said, out of breath. Smith chuckled and Brock stood up, taking Arabella into his arms. She straddled his waist and moaned, the feel of the rough fabric of his jeans against her very swollen, needy pussy felt as if it chaffed the delicate skin.
“Baby,” Brock whispered and kissed her forehead. She hugged him and tilted her head up to look him in the eyes.
“We want to make love to you. We want to be your firsts and your only. But we won’t push you. The decision is yours.”
She felt fear grab hold of her heart. Her chest tightened. “I’ve waited so long for the right man to come along. Life just got in the way, and now God’s blessed me with four perfect men. I want all of you, too. I don’t know what tomorrow will bring, but if I follow my heart, then I say yes to all of you.”
Brock kissed her nose then her lips. Reno approached and cupped her cheek. “Are you certain?” he asked, and she knew they were so empathetic and caring.
She nodded. “I want to feel all of you around me. It’s where I feel…safe and complete. I hope that doesn’t scare you away.”
“Scare us away? Never. It means you feel exactly as we do. Let’s go upstairs. We’re going to make your first time, our first times with you, memorable and special.” Reno leaned forward to kiss her, and then Brock carried her out of the room toward the stairs.
* * * *
Brock was overwhelmed with emotions. His team had never shared a woman before, but they knew this was what they’d always wanted. Arabella was already a part of them whether they were ready to face that fact or not. Tonight was going to be amazing.
Smith ran his hands over her shoulders and down her back while Brock licked his lips before leaning forward to take a taste of her breast.
She was shaking, and he didn’t want her scared. He wanted her pliant and accepting.
“Touch me, Arabella. Take off my shirt, show me what you want.”
Her hands shook as she reached out with her lip between her teeth.
She ran her hands up and down his chest as he tugged on her nipple. “Oh,” she moaned and tightened her thighs together. But Smith must have been caressing her thighs wider because she pressed her palms against Brock firmly for balance.
“Easy, doll, slow and easy. We want to explore what’s ours. You tell us what you like and what you don’t like.” Smith engaged her, probably to help her feel less out of control.
She undid the buttons on his shirt and pressed it apart. He released her breast and let his arms hang at his sides as she pushed the material all the way off. She looked up into his eyes and moaned. Smith had her legs parted in a wide stance and he was stroking his finger in and out of her cunt.
Brock’s dick hardened.
“Damn, baby, you have such beautiful breasts,” Reno whispered. She looked that way and gasped.
Reno and Rex were sitting by the bed, stroking their cocks, and were completely naked.
She shook again and moaned.
“Fuck, she’s flowing like a faucet. I think our Bella likes Reno’s and Rex’s cocks,” Smith teased.
Brock chuckled as he cupped Arabella’s face between his hands and kissed her mouth. He pulled back and gave her directions. “Undo my pants and see what else we have for you, baby.”
Smith continued to stroke her pussy from behind and Arabella continued to moan and move back and forth from the thrusts.