Love Under Two Undercover Cops [The Lusty, Texas Collection] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Cara Covington

  “We were never going anywhere, Nancy.” Eli’s words sounded sure. “We’d have stayed here however long it took for you to believe.”

  Nancy grinned. “I believe you.”

  Eli shook his head. “Smart-ass.” Then he lifted her in his arms. It was the most natural thing in the world for her to wrap arms and legs around him. He kissed her again. “Let’s go play in the shower.”

  Nancy laid her head on his shoulder as he carried her up the stairs. Her emotions were bubbling up inside, and she quivered from the power of them.

  “I hope those are happy tears,” Eli said.

  She raised her head off his shoulder as he carried her into the master bathroom. Her gaze landed on the wet spot on his shirt.

  “They are. I can’t seem to get them to stop.”

  He set her down and cupped her face again. “That’s all right, sweetheart.” He kissed her, and this time there was nothing sweet or brief about it.

  Eli’s tongue invaded her mouth, stroking hers as he drank her down. Again and again, his tongue lapped at her so that with each passing moment, her passion grew.

  She whimpered in protest when he released her, then sighed with pleasure when Jeremiah gathered her close and turned her face up to him.

  His kiss devoured her, his heat surrounded her, and both her trembling and her tears tapered. These two men loved her. They loved her unconditionally and no moment before, and no moment after, she was certain, would ever touch the magic of this moment.

  She had questions, of course she did. Nancy never had learned how to balance on a laurel. But for this once, she found she could set all those questions aside. This once, she told her mind to hush, and it did.

  This was not the time to think. It was the time to feel.

  Jeremiah lifted his lips from hers, and she licked her own just so she could have another taste of him. He grinned. “You stopped thinking.”

  She didn’t know how he knew, but she guessed that between the three of them, they were all on the same page.

  “Yeah. I plan on being way too busy over the next few hours to think.”

  “Me, too.” Jeremiah reached for the hem of her T-shirt and lifted.

  Nancy raised her arms, and that shirt went sailing…somewhere. Behind her, Eli’s fingers on the clasp of her bra spiked her arousal. Once it was undone, Jeremiah plucked it from her.

  Eli leaned forward and kissed her shoulder. “You have beautiful breasts.” He reached forward and cupped her right breast in the palm of his hand. His thumb and forefinger stroked her flesh on either side of her nipple. “Your skin here is soft and warm, and your nipples…Lord, woman, your nipples are so damn responsive to us. Does it hurt when they pebble like that?”

  “Right after I climax, they do. When it’s an incredible climax—which, incidentally, every one I’ve enjoyed from you both have been—they tighten right up and it feels…the way I image a nipple clamp might feel.” She gave Eli what she hopped was a coy glance over her shoulder.

  “Mmm…Would you like to wear some, baby? Nipple clamps?”

  Jeremiah’s question fluttered in her stomach. “Maybe. Sometime. But right now, what I want to wear is you.”

  Jeremiah’s gaze turned smoky hot. His expression caused her to flex her inner muscles to try and stem the flow of her juices.

  “Let’s get you naked and wet,” he said.

  “I’m already wet. It happens every time either of you gives me one of those looks.”

  “One of what looks?” Jeremiah asked.

  “One of those looks that says you intend to have me now.”

  Eli chuckled. “That’s damn good to know. And by the way—we do. Intend to have you now.”

  She would have stripped herself, but both men seemed intent on doing that little thing for her. She’d have loved to return the favor and knew she would—some other time. There would be room for finesse and seduction. Someday. Right now, all that mattered was her need to feel their flesh flush with her own.

  They kissed and licked and petted as they rid her of the rest of her clothing. By the time they had her naked, she vibrated with hunger. Nancy could honestly say she’d never been this horny in her life.

  Both men stepped back and began to strip. The sight of their emerging skin was the best eye candy in the world. She licked her lips, not the least bit surprised that she was actually salivating.

  “Hurry.” It was all she could do not to dance from foot to foot.

  “Yes, my love, you’re always in one,” Eli said.

  “One of these days,” Jeremiah said, “We have to teach our woman the beauty of delayed gratification.”

  “Yeah.” Eli clearly liked the sound of that. “But not today.”

  “Hell, no, not today.” Then Jeremiah kissed her. “You’re not the only impatient one today, baby.”

  He stepped into the shower and turned the water on. When he held his hand out to her, she went to him.

  They already know so much about me. The water rained down on her, hot and soothing. Eli joined them, and immediately took over as only Eli could. He turned her so that her back rested against his front. The sensation of his hard cock pressed against the small of her back made her hum with pleasure. Pleasure magnified when four soapy hands landed on her skin and began bathing her.

  Smooth and slow, sweet and seductive, her men took control of her body and she oh, so willingly surrendered it to them. Feeling languid and aroused at the same time, Nancy stretched her arms up, and then wound them around Eli’s neck.

  “Something tells me you’re enjoying this.” Eli’s tone held amusement.

  Nancy didn’t mind that one bit. Really, when it came right down to it, Eli and Jeremiah possessed so many qualities that she recognized for having grown up and seeing them in the men in her life—her fathers, uncles, and grandfathers.

  They’d fit in here just fine.

  That realization brought a stirring of thought, a fleeting question of what the future might hold.

  She pushed it away. Now was for celebrating the wonderful truth that she loved—and was loved in return.

  No longer content to just take, Nancy decided it was time she gave. Reaching over to the high shelf just above her head, she took up the bar of soap.

  “Looks like our woman’s working up quite a lather,” Jeremiah said.

  His half-lidded look conveyed pure sex, and Nancy felt her arousal soar.

  “I wonder which one of us she’s going to torture first,” he said.

  Nancy took a step forward, and then turned so that she stood between them. “Look, gentlemen. Two hands, no waiting.”

  She fisted them both at the same time and began a slow, steady stroking. She guessed she was doing a pretty good job, because both of them hissed, and Jeremiah’s eyes actually crossed. She finished each upstroke with a thumb caress across the very top of their cocks. On each bottom stroke, she managed to use her baby fingers to tease their testicles.

  “Every time y’all touch me, I feel like I’m going to melt into a puddle. I just wanted to return the favor.”

  Both men closed their eyes and appeared to relish the attention Nancy paid them. The sensation of their cocks, covered in silky soap, pressed against the palms of her hands, felt all kinds of wonderful. Her nipples peaked, a sure sign of her arousal.

  Then Eli opened his eyes, and in his gaze she read something that made her heart damn near skip a beat.

  His inner Dom was coming out to play.

  He wrapped his hand around hers, and showed her that he wanted a firmer stroke. And then, so easily, he removed himself from her grasp.

  Reaching up, he took one of the shower wands and used it to rinse her. Then he turned her so that she faced Jeremiah, and handed her the wand.

  His message was clear. Curious as to what he had in mind, she released Jeremiah’s cock, and then rinsed him of the soap.

  Eli took back the wand. “I want you to suck Jeremiah off while I fuck your ass.”

  Oh, yes. E
ach time one of them had played with her ass, her desire for this, to have one of them fuck her ass, had grown. It must be a side effect of being in love with two men. She’d never craved anal sex before, but craving was the exact right word to describe how she felt about that now.

  She looked over her shoulder and watched to see his reaction. “Yes, Eli.”

  Pure pleasure lit his expression, and Nancy decided that she’d do whatever she could from this point on to put that look on his face as often as possible.

  She turned around and faced Jeremiah. Going up on her toes, she kissed him, taking a moment to let her tongue dance with his. When she ended the kiss, and met his gaze, she nearly cried at the look he gave her.

  How could she have ever doubted these men would love her?

  Jeremiah stepped back in the spacious enclosure, and Nancy spread her feet to give herself good balance. She bent from the waist as she fisted him, and wasted no time sucking his hard cock into her mouth.

  She loved this, and that was another surprise. It must have to do with the men, and not the action. These two were not the first cocks she’d ever had in her mouth, but they were the first ones she’d hungered for, the first two that tasted good.

  Nancy used her tongue to slurp the tiny jeweled drop Jeremiah gave her as she bent to him. The water continued to fall, but softer now. Eli had changed the water flow to the “mist” setting. The heat within the glass walls amplified the aromas of the soap—a very light citrus scent—and the mouthwatering scent of the men.

  Jeremiah caught his fingers in her hair and she loved this sensation. It was almost, she thought, as if she was bound, and she nearly grinned at the image that word brought to mind.

  And then she dismissed the thought and put all her focus on the moment. She slid her mouth all the way off his cock, and took a moment to look at it as she pumped his shaft with her fist. The skin had stretched taut, and his cockhead was swollen, purple, and giving her another pearly drip. She took one more second to nuzzle Jeremiah’s balls, the hair covering his scrotum tickling her nose and her appetite.

  His deep growl and the tug on her hair just shot an extra little zing to her arousal. She ran her tongue along his shaft from root to tip, and then sucked his cock into her mouth again.

  “Our woman has a great mouth, doesn’t she?” Eli asked.

  “The best.” Jeremiah sucked in air, and groaned. “That’s it, baby, I love the way you tongue my shaft and suck my cock at the same time.”

  Nancy’s heart soared, not because of the words spoken, but the tone. Now that she believed, she could hear the love in their voices. Whole, jubilant, Nancy gave herself over to pleasuring her men. She sucked and lapped, and rubbed her ass against Eli’s very hot, very hard cock.

  Her wiggle put the shaft of his penis between the cheeks of her ass. The heat of him brushed her anus and she shivered in delight and quivered in need.

  “You’re in a hurry.” Eli delivered a sharp slap to her right ass cheek.

  Nancy moaned around Jeremiah’s cock.

  “I’ll bet that little tap made her pussy gush,” Jeremiah said.

  “Yeah, I bet it did, too. I just need to get ready. Nancy, don’t take him over yet.”

  She only gave a grunt of assent, not wanting to release Jeremiah’s cock even long enough to answer.

  Nancy felt Eli moving, and heard the sound of the condom wrapper tearing. She sucked, moving her head up and down on Jeremiah’s long shaft, sliding her tongue on him and swallowing the tiny droplets as they emerged. It’s not just the flavor, not just the giving that I love. It’s the actual sensation of his cock in my mouth. Nancy didn’t know why, but that sensation made her feel womanly.

  She felt Eli’s fingers slide between her ass cheeks, and pushed against those fingers when he began to spread lube on her rosebud. Silky, sexy, the press of the gel against her anus fired her arousal even higher. Who knew the anus had all those little nerve endings in it?

  Eli pressed and she felt his finger enter her, felt the slide of it, and the swirl as he moved it in and out, around and around.

  The delicious tiny burn just made her even hornier. She hummed her appreciation on Jeremiah’s cock.

  “Easy, baby. Too much of that and I’m going to come. We want to try and go over together.”

  Eli removed his finger but was back before she could protest, with more lube and another finger. This time, the burn increased and she shivered because she loved that burn. Mindful of Jeremiah’s instructions, she slowed her ministrations, and gathered the increased arousal into her, as if she hoarded candy, and loved it.

  “Let him go for a moment, sweetheart. Just until I get inside you.”

  Her body obeyed before she processed the thought. She pulled her mouth off Jeremiah’s cock on the up-suck, and a wet plop echoed in the enclosure.

  Eli pressed his cock to her anus, grasped her hips, and spread her ass cheeks with his thumbs. He pushed, and she felt her body opening to admit him.

  Lovely burn turned to stinging and then to pain in a heartbeat, and she clenched against it—body and teeth—for one moment. Now I know why he wanted me to release Jeremiah’s cock.

  “Relax, baby. Let him in.” Jeremiah ran his hand across her back, soothing her. Still bent over, she wrapped her hands around Jeremiah’s legs and tried her best to do just that.

  Within seconds, the pain changed and she could have sworn her clit vibrated at the sensation. Eli kept the pressure of his cock on her opening steady and relentless. Nancy flexed her inner muscles once, and then sighed as that pain wove itself like a silken cord encasing her arousal.

  “Yeah, that’s it.” Eli’s words made her preen. He sighed in pleasure when her sphincter opened and his cockhead slid into her.

  “Sweet mercy, I’m not going to last. Are you okay, Nancy?”

  “Mmm, I need more.” She began to twitch because her arousal grew so large it took over. “Fuck me, Eli. I need you to fuck me.”

  “Suck my cock into your mouth, baby. We’ll all three of us ride this wave.”

  Nancy sucked Jeremiah’s cock into her mouth, shivering when Eli pushed into her to the hilt. She felt his balls bounce against the bottom of her slit, and damn that felt amazing!

  Eli drew his cock nearly all the way out of her and pushed in again, and Nancy’s thoughts completely evaporated. She sucked and tongued and cupped Jeremiah’s balls while Eli fucked her. Elemental, maybe a little feral, she surrendered to the pleasure, and became a devout fan of Eros.

  Everything merged into raw sex. The sound of the water dripping off their bodies, the groans and grunts, male and female, and the need, the desperation for just one little bit more.

  “Yes!”

  “Oh, God!”

  Her men cried out the exact instant her climax exploded. Hotter, huger, it drowned her in ecstasy so acute, that as she drank Jeremiah’s seed down, she could have sworn she reached a new level of heaven.

  Chapter 21

  “Hot holy hell, batman. We’re going to kill each other.”

  Jeremiah’s words tickled her sense of humor. Nancy giggled, even as she mentally agreed with him. Eli slowly withdrew from her body and kissed her shoulder. “Don’t move, I’ll be right back.”

  He stepped out of the shower. Moments later she heard the sound of water running in the sink.

  He stepped back into the shower, and changed the water setting. She smelled the shower gel, and in the next moment, Eli used the gel and his fingers to gently clean her anus and then rinse her. He turned the water off, and left the enclosure again as Jeremiah helped her to straighten up.

  Nancy turned his assistance into a continuous motion, stepped forward as she put her arms around him.

  “Be a good way to go,” Eli said. His voice was close but sounded like it was in a tunnel. Nancy blinked. If I’m not careful I’m going to fall asleep on my feet.

  Jeremiah grunted what Nancy could only figure was agreement to Eli’s statement. He kept his arms around her a m
oment longer, hugging her tight.

  “Come here, sweetheart.”

  Jeremiah eased back and helped her step out of the shower and into the opened, warmed towel that Eli held for her.

  He wrapped it around her as she slid her arms around his neck. I’m nothing if not an equal-opportunity snuggler.

  “I didn’t hurt you, Nancy?” Eli enfolded her in the towel and moved his hands on her to blot the water.

  Nancy yawned. “No. Was good. Need more. Jeremiah?”

  “After you’ve rested, baby,” Jeremiah said. She could tell from the sound of his voice, and the sound of the terry on flesh, that he was giving himself a quick dry.

  Nancy pouted. Eli must have sensed it because he chuckled. “I wonder if it’s possible to train you to have more patience, sweetheart?”

  “Define train, please.”

  “Later. But I think you know what I mean.”

  “I know how you could do it! Give me a surfeit of lovemaking, so that I have so much all the time that patience will just naturally grow.”

  “Well that’s one way.” Jeremiah practically laughed. “Or we could tie you up and bring you almost to climax. I figure an entire weekend spent that way…”

  Nancy smiled. “Now that sounds like a plan.”

  Eli held her back an inch or two and then kissed her lips—a barely there, far too brief kiss as far as she was concerned. “We’ll talk later. Right now, Miss Almost Asleep on Her Feet, it’s bedtime for you.”

  She hoped they did a hell of a lot more than talk, and sooner rather than later. She wanted it all and yes, she wanted it all right now. But she knew enough to keep those thoughts to herself. These two men believed she needed a rest, and words would not sway them. So I’ll show them. After a half hour or more of lying awake and sighing, they’ll have to admit I’m not tired. Then she’d see about having Jeremiah’s cock in her ass while she sucked Eli off.

  She didn’t feel as if they’d done it right unless she had them both every way she could have them.

  Eli carried her to the bed, and they both climbed in with her between them. He pulled her so that her head was on his shoulder. When Jeremiah spooned her, his heat and aroma combined with Eli’s, made her feel enclosed in their protection, and comforted.