Plenty to Believe [Plenty, FL 5] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Lara Valentine

  Linc’s cock was pressing her lips for entry and she opened wide to let him all the way in. He was big and her mouth was small but she stretched her jaws wide to take as much as she could. He patted her cheek.

  “Easy. Don’t try and take it all.”

  His fingers wound through her thick hair, anchoring her head into place. His other hand cupped her jaw gently, but firmly, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear. Justin’s hands were gripping her hips, starting to take shallow thrusts. She loved the feeling of being under their control, her honey dripping from her pussy in response. She had so many things she’d read about she was going to want to try. Tonight was only the beginning. She was going to talk to them about tying her up next time.

  Linc had taken control and was thrusting slowly in and out of her mouth, the ridges of his cock running over her tongue. She relaxed her jaw and tried to take him deeper, the head of his cock bumping the back of her throat. She swallowed on him, dragging a groan from his lips.

  One glance up and she could see he was deep in the pleasure zone, his head thrown back, his teeth bared, the cords of his neck standing out. It was unbearably sexy to be watching him this way while she sucked on his thick cock. Every time she flicked her tongue on the underside of his dick, she could see his reaction in his expression.

  Smack!

  She jumped when Justin’s hand came down on her ass cheek, sending a streak of heat straight to her cunt. His cock was stroking deeper into her pussy and she pressed back with each thrust, trying to take him as deeply as she could.

  She was being fucked hard from both ends and her arousal rose with every stroke of their hard cocks. It was dirty, raunchy, and she wanted to experience it every day for the rest of her life. She’d never felt so much pleasure at one time. Making love to both her men made her feel complete.

  Justin was spanking her hard and she kept arching her back, inviting his punishment. This was what she had fantasized about so many times. It was a million trillion times better in reality. She wanted him to spank her harder and faster. Each time his hand came down on her bottom, her whole body tingled and quaked.

  Linc’s fingers tightened in her hair. “I’m ready to blow, baby.”

  She tightened her lips around his cock and flitted her tongue back and forth, giving him butterfly kisses on his dick. He groaned her name and she could feel him swell inside her mouth as his cum jetted into her throat. She drank every hot drop until he had nothing left to give her. He leaned back and reached under her, playing with her nipples, twisting them and giving her a bite of pain.

  “Like that, baby? Do you want me to stop?”

  She could barely breathe, let alone speak, but she couldn’t let him stop what he was doing. She shook her head as Justin pounded her pussy hard and fast, her ass on fire from her spanking. She was so close to coming she wanted to scream. Linc seem to recognize her frustration and slid a hand down to her clit, rubbing circles around the swollen nub.

  She went off like a firecracker on the Fourth of July.

  Her entire body shattered, pieces of her soul flying everywhere. She screamed as the pleasure grew so strong it was almost painful. It battered at her body, giving her no quarter. Her pussy tightened on Justin’s cock and it triggered his climax. He rammed into her one last time, his cock jerking as he came, expletives falling from his lips. They all fell into a heap on the bed, breathing ragged, sticky with sweat and her honey.

  Finally, Justin extricated himself from the tangle of arms and legs, heading to the bathroom to take care of the condom. She rolled over so she was tucked into Linc’s arms. He stroked her back and ran his fingers through her hair.

  “I’ve dreamed about all of us together. Thank you for giving me a chance, Leah.”

  “Thank you for telling me the truth. When are you going to tell Justin?”

  His fingers moved down to her bottom, rubbing the sore, hot cheeks.

  “I’ll tell him tomorrow. He’s going to be pissed as hell that I kept this from him.”

  “He’s going to be hurt more than angry. He may not like you very much for a while.”

  “That’s his right. I can’t blame him. I’ll let him take a swing at me if it will help.”

  Leah giggled. “You sound like my brother, Gabe. He said he’d let my cousin, Jason, punch him. I’m not really sure what it solves though.”

  “Doesn’t solve anything, but it makes everyone feel better. Sounds like your brother and cousin have some history.”

  “They have some things to work out. They will though. Despite their ups and downs, they’re as close as brothers. Just like you and Justin.”

  She could hear the padding of Justin’s feet as he returned to the bedroom. He slid in beside her and she luxuriated in having both her men beside her as she slept. She relaxed and let sleep overtake her, feeling safe and warm in their arms.

  * * * *

  Leah was sleeping deeply between them, her breathing slow, her face serene. Justin reached over and nudged Linc’s shoulder. He knew Linc wasn’t asleep yet. He lifted his head.

  “What?” Linc’s voice soft, barely a whisper, to keep from waking up Leah.

  “What did you say to Leah to get her to forgive you? You did apologize for hurting her, didn’t you?”

  Justin didn’t want this to be a temporary reconciliation between the two. He wanted the air to be well and truly cleared.

  Linc’s lips twisted. “Of course. Several times. She accepted my apology. I told her the truth. I told her why I’d been holding back.”

  Justin shifted so Leah was leaning back against his chest. “Are you planning to tell me why or is it going to be one of those mysteries of the universe?”

  Linc didn’t answer for a minute. “I’m going to tell you, but not right now. You’re probably going to be angry with me when I do and I don’t want Leah in between us.”

  “The only thing I care about is that we’re all three together.” He didn’t want to ask, but he couldn’t stop himself.

  “Is it another woman? Have you been involved with someone else?”

  “Fuck no. The last time I slept with a woman was the last time you slept with a woman, and that was months ago. No, this is about me.”

  Justin couldn’t honestly think of anything Linc could say that would make him angry. Linc was more than a brother to him. Whatever he had to say, Justin would have to learn to deal with one way or another. There wasn’t a choice. Not having Linc in his life wasn’t an option. He’d grown accustomed to Linc’s ugly mug and off-key singing voice.

  “You don’t have to tell me. I don’t really care what it was about. It doesn’t matter now anyway.”

  The moonlight spilled in through the window and threw shadows along the walls. He saw Linc’s shadow move before he actually saw Linc sit up. “You need to know this. It does matter. I should have told you years ago. I shouldn’t have kept it a secret from you.”

  Justin shrugged even though no one could see the motion. “If this is something from the past, then it really doesn’t matter. If it hasn’t mattered all these years, then it doesn’t matter at all now.”

  He heard Linc’s chuckle. “I’m going to remind you of this conversation tomorrow when you want to kick my ass all over Plenty.”

  Justin closed his eyes. “I told you it doesn’t matter. I trust you. Now that whatever it was is behind us, we can move forward. Isn’t Leah amazing? I’m falling for her, Linc.”

  “She is amazing. I’ve only had one night with her but my feelings are strong. I can see she’s the type of woman we’ve been waiting for. I promise I won’t fuck up again.”

  Leah stirred in her sleep and they both quieted immediately. She settled again, and Justin let pictures of the future dance in his head. He smiled. He knew this mood well. He would be up all night writing lyrics to a new song. A song for Leah.

  Chapter Ten

  The smell of garlic and tomato sauce from Charlie’s kitchen filled the air and Leah breathed in the heavenly sc
ent. She was totally starving. She and her men had spent the last few hours working up an appetite by doing naughty and salacious things in their bedroom. They’d made her come so many times she thought her pussy might fall out of her body at one point. Luckily, she was completely intact and ready for another round after their date tonight.

  They’d gotten into the habit of going to Charlie’s on Friday nights before heading to bingo, and then on to their nightclub. The last three weeks has been the best in her life, hands down. Even Linc, with his normally serious attitude, had lightened up. He smiled much more easily now and seemed more relaxed, less on edge. She knew he wasn’t worried about everyone finding out about his reading problem. He’d told Justin, and Justin had gone through several emotions, including disbelief, anger, and hurt, before getting to reconciliation. He’d immediately arranged for a specialist in Jacksonville to evaluate Linc for a reading disability.

  The verdict had been severe dyslexia. He had both a phonological deficiency paired with deficient naming speed. It made reading incredibly difficult for him and the doctor had told them that in most undiagnosed cases the child would give up trying to learn. Most mainstream teaching methods simply weren’t effective in these cases. Linc needed alternative methods to learn to read better.

  Linc worked with the doctor and found strategies which helped him. Leah learned the strategies and now they worked together three to four days a week. His reading had already improved a great deal and he was starting to write her notes, too. It had boosted his confidence, but he kept telling her learning to read wasn’t what made him feel good about himself. What made it was how she didn’t care if he could read or not.

  “I’m hungry. You’re wearing me out, honey.” Justin had a teasing smile on his face as he perused the menu. It was really a formality. They always ordered the same thing.

  “You’ve got nerve. I could swear the last time was your idea, and the time before that, Linc’s.”

  Linc raised his eyebrows. “And you were just lying there thinking about being a good girl? I don’t think so. You were being naughty so we would spank you.”

  She pouted. “You didn’t, though. I love it when you spank me.” She leaned forward. “Can we do it tonight? You know, the other stuff I want to do?”

  She kept her voice down even though the restaurant was loud and the jukebox was rocking in the corner. Justin and Linc exchanged a glance.

  Linc put down the menu. “We’ll do anything within reason to make you happy. Are you sure about this?”

  Leah nodded. She’d been thinking about it for a couple of weeks. “I’m very sure. Does it not turn you on?”

  Justin laughed. “It turns us on, all right. Very on. My dick got hard as a brick when I read that book you gave me. Then I got turned on all over again when I ordered what we needed online. I can’t wait to see you cuffed to the bed. We’re going to tie you up and spank you tonight.”

  She shivered with excitement. She trusted them to take good care of her, and of course, bring all her fantasies to life. After all, they were fantasy men.

  Linc waved to someone over her shoulder and she twisted in her chair to see who it was. Two tall men with broad shoulders were smiling and heading toward their table. Both were handsome, muscular, and garnering more than their share of attention. Every female head in the place swiveled to follow their trek across the restaurant. Leah couldn’t help but be glad there were two new men in town who could keep some of the women who used to chase Justin and Linc busy.

  Justin pulled another chair from an adjoining table. “Sit down and join us. Hell, Logan, Meyer, what are you doing in Plenty? I thought you never left Los Angeles? It’s been forever since we’ve seen you, man.”

  The dark-haired man with the ponytail smiled, a dimple appearing on his right cheek. “It was a year and a half ago. You were playing the Palladium in London. We did the background checks for the security team and the press.”

  Justin shook his head. “Man, time flies. I’ll ask the question again. What the hell brings you to Plenty?”

  The man pointed at Linc. “We’re doing some work for Linc. He didn’t tell you about it?”

  Justin quirked an eyebrow. “Linc is full of surprises lately.” He put his arm around Leah. “Hey, first I want you to meet our girlfriend, Leah.” He pointed to the man with the ponytail. “That’s Logan Farraday.” Justin pointed to the quiet, unsmiling man with short dark hair and intense blue eyes. “That’s Meyer Smith, his partner. This is Leah Holt. She owns the bookstore in town.”

  Leah smiled at both of them. “It’s very nice to meet you. Welcome to Plenty. I hope you enjoy your stay.”

  Logan grinned. “Our girlfriend, huh? I see you finally got what you wanted when you moved here. I remember both of you talking about it.”

  Linc sipped his drink. “Quietly talking about it, you mean. The only reason we told you is because you told us first.”

  Logan chuckled. “I believe we were doing tequila shots after the concert, celebrating the end of another successful tour. Damn, that stuff should be outlawed. It’s like truth serum in a bottle.” He turned to Leah. “We admitted to them we had always wanted a woman in our life.” He put his arm around Meyer and gave the man a loving look. “Meyer and I are partners in all ways, but we still enjoy female company.”

  Leah had seen way too many alternate-lifestyle relationships growing up in Plenty to be shocked.

  “You came to the right town. One of my friends married and recently had a son with her two men. They were a couple for fifteen years before they found her. They’re all very happy.”

  Meyer finally gave her a tentative smile. “Most people aren’t as open-minded as you seem.”

  “Plenty’s a very open-minded town. We try not to judge people. Besides, I’m dating two men. I don’t have much room to talk. My parents were in a ménage and so are many people in this town. To me it’s normal.”

  The two men ordered beers from the passing waitress. Meyer turned back to her, a serious expression on his face. “Please don’t think I’m being nosy, but poly relationships aren’t the norm in LA. We’ve never actually seen a successful relationship with two bisexual men and one woman. You say your friends are in this sort of a relationship. It’s working? Are they happy? Do they argue or get jealous?”

  Logan frowned. “Don’t put her on the spot, babe.”

  Leah shook her head. “No, it’s okay. I don’t think Becca, Mark, and Travis would mind me saying how freakin’ deliriously happy they are. Mark and Travis look at her like she hung the moon. They’re so proud of their newborn son, Noah. Becca adores both her husbands. Everyone brings something different to the relationship.” She nodded at Justin and Linc. “Just like in our relationship. But the dynamic is different.” She laughed as Meyer’s face lit up. He was an extremely handsome man. They both were.

  “I’d love to meet them while we’re here. Do you think they would mind talking about things with us?”

  “I can ask, if you like.”

  Meyer and Logan both nodded excitedly, grins on their faces. They both looked very happy and she was glad she’d been able to assure them their relationship desires, while not common, weren’t unheard of. She wondered if they were going to try and live a ménage in Los Angeles. How ménage friendly the city was she didn’t know.

  Linc pushed his empty beer bottle away. “Let’s get down to business. What brings you here and how in the hell did you find us tonight?” He laughed. “I know you guys are good, but fuck, do you have us under surveillance?”

  Logan thanked the waitress for the beer before turning back to Linc. “We found out a few things about your Bobbi Blackwell. We were in Palm Beach visiting Meyer’s parents and decided to stop off here to talk to you about what we’ve found so far. It’s been too long since we’ve hung out. As for finding you tonight, that was easy. We went to your new nightclub and the people there were more than happy to tell us that Friday night was date night. Charlie’s for pizza, bingo, then back
to the club.”

  Justin sipped his ice water. He was the designated driver tonight. “Are you going to give us a rash about bingo? It’s not very LA, I suppose.”

  Meyer looked around. “Fuck no. I think this little town is great. It’s nice to get out of La La Land. I get tired of the West Coast, personally. Good to have a break now and then. Maybe we can join you at bingo later.”

  The waitress came up to the table for their order and the conversation paused. After she left, Linc asked, “So, what have you found out about Bobbi?”

  Logan leaned back in his chair. “She’s broke. Busted. Her husband of a couple of months cleaned her out and ran off with his secretary.”

  Leah didn’t know who Bobbi was but her men looked shocked. “Who’s Bobbi?”

  “Bobbi is a concert promoter who’s trying to get me to come out of retirement for some big tour,” Justin explained.

  “Are you going to do it?” The thought of him being gone for months made her heart clench.

  “Hell to the no. I’m fucking retired and intend to stay that way. Mr. Suspicious here”—Justin elbowed Linc—“decided to have her investigated when she didn’t take no for an answer. I guess now we know why.”

  Linc played with the silverware. “Are you sure she’s broke? When we saw her she didn’t look or act broke. Quite the opposite, in fact.”

  Meyer answered this time. “Very sure. She’s dripping in the red. I daresay she’s living off whatever credit hasn’t been cut off. She’s millions in debt and desperate. I talked to some of her so-called friends. She’s desperate to hold on to her high-flying lifestyle. That’s where you come in, Justin.”

  “Me? What do I have to do with anything?”

  “She needs you to get the sponsors on board. She can’t bankroll this thing herself. She needs to be completely underwritten. According to reliable sources, the sponsors won’t sign on without you. They don’t care what other bands she gets. They want Justin Reynolds, rock star and golden boy.”

  Justin was really scowling now. “Fuck, I hate it when people call me a golden boy.”