Monroe, Melody S. - Fantasy Ranch [Fantasy Resort 5] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Melody Snow Monroe

  When the clock ticked over and read 5:00 a.m., he got up, ready to do some manual labor to burn off steam. He needed something to get his mind off Christina. He made some extra-strong coffee along with a quick breakfast, wanting to get out of the house before anyone else got up. He ran through a mental checklist of the chores. While he’d assigned Travis and Cliff to mend the broken fences, he figured it wouldn’t hurt to ride the perimeter, looking for strays, making sure no one had squatted on his land. He didn’t have to do this, but he had to have something to occupy his mind for the next few days until she departed, or he’d lose his mind for sure. He sure as hell didn’t need her sweet smell around him. No telling what he might do if she came sniffing around him again.

  He’d spotted a butt plug in the box Rod had sent over and his balls had turned rock hard. The idea of coming in from behind nearly dissolved his resolve. Dreams like that would only cripple him. Besides, Brett loved that end. His way of making love involved slow seduction and ropes.

  After he packed a lunch, he headed out. The day was crisp, but he’d be warm in no time. He took extra time checking out the property, not wanting to get back to the house and run into Christina. By the time he did get home, no one was there. He wasn’t sure where she was hiding, but he was happy she wasn’t around. His brothers probably expected him to cook since, in theory, he was the only one who lived here, but he was tired of taking care of them. He had needs, too.

  Feeling in the mood to go to town and let loose some of the week’s frustrations, he showered and dressed. He told himself he wasn’t avoiding Christina, but he knew it was a lie. In case Brett or Deke wondered where he was, he jotted them a note. Given where he was headed, they’d understand he wanted to be left alone. Furthermore, they wouldn’t care if big brother were gone for the night. It would mean more Christina time for them.

  Damn, he should have located the toy box and removed those glass butt plugs, given Brett’s affinity for the rear door. Christina was not the type of woman to give in to that novel idea. It would take months to convince her how sweet her life could be with all of them in her at once. His cock nearly cracked thinking about it.

  Logan’s Bar had the usual suspects present, but he wasn’t in the mood to do anything but drink. Two of his men were there, but they were smart enough to keep away. His black moods were legendary.

  Tammy wended her way to his table. “Hi, sugar. Wanna dance?”

  He liked Tammy, had even taken her to dinner a time or two, but she didn’t do anything for him now. “I’m kinda here to think. Another time maybe?” He patted her butt so she wouldn’t sulk.

  “Sure. Just let me know. I’m always free.”

  He bet she was. Bart brought over his beer and he nursed the drink, wondering how Christina had gotten under his skin so easily. She was beautiful and smart, which was a good combination, but the easy way she fit in with all of them got to him. He couldn’t recall a woman they all liked. She seemed able to balance all three at the same time, a rare trait indeed.

  After two hours he called it quits. Between the cigarette smoke and the flat beer, he’d had enough. He slapped his money on the table, along with a generous tip, and hightailed it out of there. When he arrived home, he wanted to shower and fall into bed without having to be fussed at by Christina or his brothers. Fortunately, he made it inside without notice.

  After he showered, he grabbed his novel and slid under the cool sheets. Finally, he’d be able to get his mind off the sexy siren down the hall with a good murder mystery. He was about a chapter in when there was a small knock on his door. He debated whether to answer it as he knew who it was, but before he could throw off the sheet, Christina poked her head in.

  “May I talk to you?”

  Dressed in a lightweight T-shirt, in which her bare nipples stood proudly at attention, and a pair of butt-hugging shorts, Christina looked ready for action, action he couldn’t give her and keep his sanity.

  Since she had asked to come in so nicely, he had no reason to say no. “What’s on your mind?” Good. His tone came out calm and in control.

  She better not be here to complain about his brothers. She seemed in total agreement with the electronic devices.

  She twisted her hands together. “While all three of you have done an admirable job at teaching me to understand my body, I’ve had no instructions on how to please a man.”

  Oh, shit.

  Chapter Seven

  Zach’s throat constricted. “What, ah, exactly are we talking about?” If all she wanted was to get a man excited, her mere presence was good enough. He slowly scooted his feet closer to his butt to raise the sheet in order to remove evidence of his erection.

  “I want to learn to how to seduce a man.” His heart stopped. “I need to learn how to undress him, and maybe even give him a blow job. You know, that sort of thing.”

  Her desire was any man’s wet dream come true, but he was naked here. If he let her touch his cock, it might explode in seconds. He didn’t need to prove to himself this woman turned him on more than anyone he’d ever known. Touching him and teasing him would break the thin thread of sanity he’d been holding on to since she’d arrived.

  “I’m not in the mood. Go ask Deke. I bet he’ll oblige. Or Brett will for sure.” He opened his book wider and pretended to read.

  She stood as still as a fence post, and just as rigid. “You’re saying you wouldn’t find a blow job stimulating?”

  He didn’t want to be cruel, but it was the only way to make her understand he couldn’t be near her. “I like my women more experienced. Good night.”

  Her mouth opened then shut. “Fine.”

  She left with a slam to the door. His first instinct was to toss on his jeans, run after her, and fold her into his arms. He’d kiss her, protect her, then tell her she’d turned his world upside down, that she’d already wormed her way into his cold heart, but any more attention on her part and he’d never survive.

  * * * *

  Brett and he were in the middle of discussing how they were going to convince Christina to stay after her week was up when she knocked. He knew it was her. Zach would have burst in, but Christina’s knock was soft and gentle.

  Brett smiled. “I’ll get it.” He pulled open the door. “Well, well, to what do we owe the pleasure, darlin’? Shouldn’t you be in bed?”

  Deke inwardly moaned at the double meaning. When she walked past Brett, he could see she’d been crying. “What’s wrong, hon?”

  “Zach’s an ass.”

  He chuckled. “Tell us something we don’t know.” That wasn’t fair. “Actually, he’s a real good guy. He has some emotional issues he’s working through right now. I think you caught him at a bad time.”

  “I know, but still. What man turns down a blowjob?”

  He nearly choked “What?” He and Brett just might have lost the bet. “Can you be more specific?”

  She told them about her need to learn how to seduce a man.

  Deke stood, wrapped an arm around her shoulder, and led her to the bed. “I wish you’d come to us first. We’ll never turn you down.” He cupped her cheek. “I’m always up for teaching. You want to do a trial run on me?”

  Brett laughed. “What makes you think she wants you?”

  A small jolt shot to his stomach. “She’s in my room, isn’t she?”

  He didn’t want to know why she’d turned to Zach first or if she preferred Brett. The fact she seemed to give her time equally to all three brothers was good enough for him. He leaned over and kissed her tear-stained cheeks. “You go right ahead and try to seduce me.”

  She glanced over at Brett. “Do you mind? You can watch and give me hints, too.”

  “One of my pleasures in life is watching you enjoy yourself. Deke’s my big brother. There isn’t anything we haven’t shared before.”

  Deke was a little taken aback by the sincerity in his tone. Brett liked to act like he was Mr. Cool, but deep inside he wanted to be loved like they all did.


  “Okay.” She inhaled. “Deke, stand over here.” He moved to the small rug by the side of the bed. “I want you to stand absolutely still. No touching. Understand?”

  “I’ll do anything you say.” He meant anything.

  “I think I’d like it if neither of you talked either. I want this to be intense.”

  “I’m game, hon.” At least she said nothing about groaning.

  She reached up and ran her hands through his hair, gently fingering the ends. Her gaze remained upward, like she was studying everything about him. His cock thickened. She leaned in closer and trailed her fingers along his face. He wanted to suck on her fingers when she moved over his lips, but he inhaled instead. This was her exploration, not his.

  When she reached his chin, she stood on her tiptoes and kissed him lightly. He couldn’t help but kiss back.

  “I like the way you kiss,” she said with a sigh.

  He smiled to show his response, but inside he was dying. He wanted to touch her and taste her, but for her, he’d remain still. He expected Brett to throw out a retort, but thankfully, his little brother kept quiet, respecting her request.

  Christina closed her eyes and dragged her hands up and down his arms. She acted like she’d never been allowed to touch a man before and that this was special. Her small smile lit a fire so deep within him, he was sure it would never go out. She opened her eyes a moment and lifted his T-shirt over his head.

  “My God. You are beautiful.” Her smile broadened, and he couldn’t help but puff out his chest a little. “I love that you don’t have a lot of hair either.” She explored his chest, taking time to slowly go over his abs. “I really like that I can see your bulging muscles.”

  There was another bulging muscle he really wanted her to see and definitely to touch, but he’d wait for when she was ready.

  When she unsnapped the top button on his jeans, he thought he’d explode. The waiting was killing him, which he guessed was the point of her seduction. This little lady did not need any help from any of the brothers about how to make a man come too soon.

  “Can you take off your boots?”

  “Sure.”

  In a flash, the boots were history, as were the socks. She knelt on the small rug in front of him and lowered his jeans. She sucked in a breath. “No boxers?” She glanced up.

  “No need.” He knew she didn’t want him to talk, but she had asked a question.

  She lowered his pants to knee level, reached in, and cupped his balls. His hands fisted from the intense powerful jolt that shot through him.

  “You’re huge.” The awe in her voice caused some cum to leak out.

  This was the most erotic experience he’d ever had. Though playing with Christina came close.

  She ran her finger across the liquid then rubbed her thumb and forefinger together. “I bet you taste good.” She licked her finger. “Mmm. All man for sure.”

  Now he moaned. He was dying here. The thought of her mouth on him made his nads harden into bowling balls.

  She licked his mushroom head and his breath caught. Her tongue swept across his cock so lightly, it was as if she was unsure how much pressure to apply. What she did was so amazing he had no thoughts left in his head other than the pleasure she wrought from him. Rod claimed she wasn’t a virgin, but she acted like touching him was new to her. That fact excited him even further.

  “Suck it.” Okay, that slipped out.

  She glanced up, opened her mouth, and slid down over him. Her tongue tickled his cock, causing pulses to race up and down. Blood rushed through him at every flick of her tongue. He needed to stop her before he shot into her mouth.

  He clamped down his jaw. Control it.

  Christina might claim she didn’t know anything about giving a man this kind of pleasure, but she’d be lying. The way she massaged his balls and sucked on his cock implied she was highly skilled. With each thrust, the pressure built inside his too-hard member.

  He couldn’t take any more and pulled her shoulders upward.

  “What’s wrong?” How could she look so innocent and be such a tease?

  “I didn’t want to come in your mouth.” He glanced over at Brett, who had his hand on his cock, which was thankfully hidden under his jeans. “I know this is against all rules, but I need you so bad. I’ll die if I don’t have your pussy. Please?”

  He sounded pathetic, but right now, he didn’t care.

  “You’re willing to have sex with me?”

  “Willing? My God, it’s all I’ve thought about.”

  She looked over at Brett then back up at Deke. “What about him?”

  “How about I come from behind?”

  Her eyes widened. “I’ve never done something like that before.”

  Damn, Brett.

  “Okay, hon, here’s what we’ll do. Remember how much you liked that vibrator yesterday?”

  “Yes.”

  “Well, we have another toy to get your sweet behind ready.”

  She sucked in her bottom lip and he nearly lost it. Please say yes.

  “I don’t know.”

  Brett stepped up behind her. “Can I try? If you don’t like it, I promise I’ll stop. I’ll only use the toy. It will take a few days to stretch you out anyway. Your tight little butt couldn’t handle me.”

  She glanced at his crotch then back up at Deke. “You think it’s okay?”

  “Yes.” His voice came out strangled. “While Brett satisfies you from behind, would you mind putting me out of my misery?” He patted his cock.

  “You want me to sit on you while Brett uses the toy on me?”

  That’s not what he meant. He would have been content with her finishing the blowjob, but if she was willing to have him, then yes. He felt like he’d just won the lottery.

  “Yes.” Deke pulled her to a standing position and rubbed his hands over her tits. He needed to touch her more than he needed to breathe. Brett moved behind her, reached around, unzipped her shorts, and pulled them down.

  “You came without panties. I think I love you.”

  She giggled. The adorable sound made his heart swell. With fingers that weren’t very steady, he unbuttoned the two buttons on her blouse then untied the knot under her breasts. He pulled open the top and slid the flimsy material off her delicate shoulders. It dropped to the ground.

  “I could look at you forever. No, I could look then taste you forever.” He sucked on each nipple.

  Naked, he picked her up and placed her on the bed, before lying down next to her. “Can you lie on your back?”

  Brett moved in behind her. Deke spread her legs wide and dipped his finger in her opening. She twitched when he pressed on her ribbed wall.

  “That feels good.”

  With his other hand, he grabbed a condom from the side drawer and slipped it on. “I want to eat your pussy before you fuck me.”

  She flinched, probably at his harsh word.

  “I mean make love to you.”

  A small smile lifted her lips. “Okay.”

  He could smell her arousal, which ratcheted up his desire. He moved between her legs and licked her pussy up and down, flicking his tongue into her soft folds. She moaned, and her mewlings urged him on. He needed to feel her rippled, slick walls, so he dipped a finger into her. She clenched down on him and her back arched. “Don’t come. Hold on until I’m in you.”

  Lust clouded his brain.

  “I can’t. It’s too intense.” She almost cried out her response.

  No way would he last long either. He had to have her now. He added another finger to stretch her out, and when her juices began to flow in earnest, he pulled out. “Easy, hon.” He looked down and saw the white film coating his knuckles. She was ready.

  Brett had his eyes closed. Deke could tell he was waiting for him to drive her, to get her worked up and distract her before he had the pleasure of easing in the plug. This was the moment they’d been waiting for all week. Hell, they’d been ready for this for a lifetime. Yes, they�
��d shared before, but never with someone so special. Deke kissed her hard and dragged her on top of him so that she straddled him.

  “I want you inside me so bad I’m about to explode,” she said. “Take it easy on me.”

  She smiled, lifted up, and slid down on his cock so slow he thought he would come right there.

  “God.” She rolled her eyes back then squeezed them shut.

  He pulled her shoulders forward to give Brett access to her sweet ass.

  She jerked a little when Brett rubbed the lubricant over her puckered hole.

  “Stay loose, darlin’. That way the glass cock will go in easier, okay?”

  She opened her eyes. “Yes.” Then she glanced down at him, and he smiled to reassure her.

  “I want to stretch you with my finger first,” Brett said.

  With patience, he slipped his finger into her bottom. He’d watched Brett work his magic before, and he didn’t recall his brother taking such care. She wiggled her butt, and Brett added a second finger.

  “Ooh, that’s a lot.” Her respirations increased.

  Brett kept moving the fingers in and out, and even scissored them back and forth.

  “I think you’re ready for the plug.”

  Christina stiffened the moment Brett started to put the plug into her ass. She looked a little frightened, almost like a newborn calf awakening to the new world, but she didn’t tell him to stop.

  Brett rubbed her back. “Darlin’, you have to relax or I can’t work it in. I promise, you’ll love it. It’s going to fill you up so much, you’ll feel like you might burst from the excitement.”

  Deke wanted to return her attention to what he was doing. If he could make love to her in the slow way he wanted, she might forget about Brett. Deke steadied her hips and bucked up into her instead of having her pump up and down. This would give Brett a chance to fill her with the plug.

  Her eyes widened when he pressed it in farther. “Oh, it’s so big.”