Dwyer, Dixie Lynn - For the Love of Anna (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

by For the Love of Anna

  “I’m good, just a bit tired.”

  “I would imagine so. I ain’t never seen Francine’s so crowded. You are an amazing cook,” Stew stated as he walked closer to her. He was a little older than the Cantrells but just as attractive. She heard Beth, one of the waitresses, pining over him.

  She smiled.

  “That’s nice of you to say.” Anna took a seat near the counter. Stew stood next to her and a bit close for her comfort.

  She looked toward the door, hoping that Wyatt would get there soon. She wanted to take a long, hot bath in their fancy tub.

  “So, did you learn how to cook back in New York?” he asked, leaning toward her and brushing a finger over her arm.

  “Yes. I worked at a bunch of places there.” He was making her feel uncomfortable, and she sensed his attraction to her. This wasn’t good.

  “Is it true that you all are staying with Stacy and her men?” he asked, inching closer and touching her arm again.

  “Hey, Stew, can you give me a little space? Are you writing a book or something?” she asked, and his eyebrows crinkled.

  He put his hand on her knee, and when she tried to move, he put pressure there. Anna began to panic.

  “I’m just wondering if you’re fucking all the Cantrells, including Stacy’s men.”

  “That’s enough, Stew. If I were you, I’d hightail it outta here before the sheriff shows up. She’s off limits, and unless you want to wind up in a heap of trouble, you’ll stay clear,” Jack stated as he approached the counter and pointed toward the door.

  Stew stood up then placed his hand against Anna’s cheek.

  “Another time and another place, darling.” He tipped his hat and headed toward the door.

  Just then, the sheriff arrived.

  “Stew.”

  “Sheriff.”

  Anna took a deep breath as she looked at Jack. She hoped he wouldn’t say anything to Wyatt.

  He gave her a wink, and Wyatt approached.

  “He ain’t causin’ no trouble is he, Jack?” Wyatt asked as he tossed a look over his shoulder after Stew.

  “Nahh…just shooten the shit, that’s all.”

  He smiled.

  “How’s my woman?” he asked as he leaned down and gave her a kiss on the lips, pulling her from the seat. Anna cringed at the pain.

  “She did real good. I’m sure you seen how crowded the joint was?”

  “Sure did. They got tons of calls from people unable to find parking spots. Pretty interesting,” Wyatt replied, then winked at Anna.

  She blushed at his dimples. Unlike his brother, he had dimples in both cheeks, and even with the shadow of a beard, he looked lethal. She came to realize it only took until about noontime for Wyatt to start growing whiskers.

  He helped her down, and she tried her hardest to cover the achiness.

  Waving good-bye, they exited the restaurant, and he drove her home in the sheriff’s truck.

  * * * *

  “You all tired, honey?” he asked as he squeezed her hand and held it against his thigh while he drove.

  “Yes,” she replied as she leaned her head back.

  “I have a couple of more hours of work, and Ben and Charlie won’t be in until supper time, so you can lie down if you want.”

  “I think I would love to take a long, hot bath in that delicious tub of yours.”

  “That sounds perfect. Don’t y’all worry about dinner tonight. Stacy and the guys are throwing a little barbeque.”

  Anna smiled.

  * * * *

  Anna got the bath ready, adding some bath salts and bubbles Wyatt got from Stacy. He was so sweet, and she was certain she wasn’t fooling him by hiding her sore ribs.

  Slowly, she got undressed then carefully unwrapped the bandages. One glance in the mirror and she could see how red and bruised they were. The discoloration was fading, but at least she was healing. Today was the first day she was active all day and on her feet. She pushed it too far. Anna was certain after the bath that she would feel better.

  She held the towel around her as she tested the water.

  “Hey, Anna?”

  She smiled as she heard Charlie’s voice.

  “I’m in here.”

  Charlie opened the door with a scowl on his face.

  “Are you okay?”

  She put her hands on her hips and nearly dropped the towel.

  “Wyatt call you?”

  “Should he have called me?”

  Charlie walked closer and placed his hand against her cheek. She closed her eyes and leaned into his hand.

  “You look tired.”

  “Mmmm.”

  “Let me take a look,” he stated, and before she could protest, he pushed the towel away from her body.

  He gently glided the palms of his hands over the bruising and around her waist. It was slow and felt so good.

  “I think you overdid it today.”

  When she opened her mouth to argue, he placed his finger over her lips.

  Charlie leaned down and kissed her lips then drew her naked body against his chest.

  His hands roamed over her backside then squeezed before he tapped her cheeks.

  “Get in the tub, and I’ll help wash you.”

  Anna’s stomach clenched at the thought of Charlie bathing her, especially when he tapped her ass that way. It was light and quick but still potent.

  He helped her into the tub.

  She released a relaxing sigh as the warmth of the water encased her aching body.

  She leaned back and closed her eyes.

  Damn, she was tired. But the longer she lay still, the better she began to feel.

  Anna hadn’t even heard Charlie until she sensed the water moving around her. When she opened her eyes, he was sinking into the tub to join her.

  “Come here, baby. Let me help you relax,” he whispered as he leaned back and gently pulled her toward him. As she moved across the tub, his erection hit her belly before she shifted so that her back wedged against his stomach. She settled in between as Charlie’s legs encased her body.

  * * * *

  Charlie soaped up the washcloth and slowly began massaging Anna’s arms. She had placed her hair up on top of her head in a wild style that would keep it dry during the bath. It left her neck open for his pleasure as he kissed along her collarbone. He liked the texture of her skin and the small freckles along the back of her neck right below the hairline.

  He kissed each one as he cupped her breasts, massaging the soap over each nipple and areola.

  “You have these three tiny freckles back here.”

  “I didn’t know that,” Anna moaned softly.

  “It’s like they’re here just for me to feast on,” he whispered, then nibbled along her neck. Anna giggled. The sound immediately tugged at his heart. She was so petite and feminine. He could crush her if he weren’t careful, and the thought stirred such a protective feeling inside him. After the talk he had with Ben, he felt more protective. He didn’t want Anna to suffer or to keep having nightmares because of New York. They had to get her to open up and share more details so Wyatt could investigate and make some calls. But pushing Anna wouldn’t be smart.

  He couldn’t resist pulling on her nipples, tugging and rubbing, then tweaking, them. Her body arched at his touch, and his cock hardened against her back. He desired her all the time. Even on the ranch today, he missed her and wished she was nearby so he could check on her and of course make love to her.

  He pushed his hand lower, reaching her belly button then lower between her thighs. Immediately, she parted for him, and he smiled triumphantly. His Anna wanted him as much as he wanted her.

  When she parted her thighs and raised her knees above the water, his cock hardened.

  Charlie pressed a finger into her channel, and Anna moaned. Her body arched, and her head tilted back until she reached his lips.

  One look and that was it for both of them. Anna turned around slowly and straddled his hips. They soug
ht the other’s mouth and kissed then locked their bodies together.

  She opened her eyes and began rubbing her hands over his chest hairs, tweaking his nipples before leaning forward to nibble on one.

  “Oh, baby, that feels so good.”

  He felt her trace along his chest, and his stomach tightened. He hated his scars.

  Rougher than he intended, he took her wrists to stop her from tracing the scars.

  “Charlie, tell me how you got those?” Her soft voice eased his mind, but his fear of talking about the war after so many years made him uptight.

  “Naw, baby, you don’t want to hear all the gory details.”

  He released her wrist to rub a hand up her arm over her shoulder, then neck, to pull her down to him for a kiss.

  She held her hands against his chest.

  “Being a soldier is part of who you are, Charlie, and I want to know more about you.”

  He closed his eyes and released a sigh then pressed her head to his chest as he rubbed her back, then her backside, below the water.

  “I served three tours, baby, in Afghanistan and a slew of other desert shitholes. I’m a Marine, honey. A medic and expert sniper by military standards.”

  Anna kissed his chest and rubbed a finger over one of his nipples.

  “I guess you saw a lot of bad things then, huh, Charlie?”

  He rubbed her back as the memories flashed through his mind.

  “I did. I saw things I’ll never talk about, Anna. It was a bad time in my life.”

  “You’re a hero, Charlie.”

  “No, baby.”

  Anna sat up and cupped his face in her hands. Her eyes were glossy as she spoke.

  “You are! Anyone who can serve his country to protect us here at home and ensure our freedom is a hero. You gave up your family, the safety and security of the United States of America, and a shitload of other sacrifices, so you deserve the title.”

  He smirked at her and the intensity of her tone.

  “Too many bad things happened over there that I will never forget. I was in bad shape when I returned. I nearly lost my brothers and control of my own life.”

  Anna caressed his lower lip with her thumb before she spoke.

  “Then we have a lot in common, Charlie.”

  “Yeah?”

  She was silent a moment before she spoke. She was easy to talk to, and she truly empathized with his emotions and need to hold back details. He squeezed her a little tighter. He was falling in love with her.

  He waited for her response.

  “You’re a survivor, Charlie, just like me.”

  It was an intense moment they shared. He pulled her mouth to his and kissed her softly. Before long, that kiss intensified, and all Charlie could think about was making love to his woman.

  Charlie fisted his cock and aligned it with Anna’s pussy as she lifted then took him fully inside of her, obviously needing him as well.

  Their lips separated for a moment as her head fell back. Charlie took the opportunity to suck a nipple into his mouth as Anna rode him.

  He let her start the pace while he rubbed his hands over her back then lower.

  Their gazes locked again, and it was intense. So intense that Charlie felt his chest tighten and his heart soar with appreciation for the woman in his arms. There was no use fighting it, he and his brothers would do anything for the love of Anna.

  Anna wrapped her arms around Charlie’s neck and began licking and biting him then blowing in his ear. Her thrusts grew deeper and faster, causing water to spill over the edge of the tub. His cock was so damn hard he knew he was about to explode.

  “Ride me, baby. Fuck me good,” he ground out through gritted teeth as he squeezed and separated her ass cheeks.

  Rubbing the crevice, then the puckered hole, had Anna fucking him harder, trying to get her release. Their lips locked again for an explosive kiss as he pushed one digit in and began to match the rhythm. They both found their release, moaning into the other’s mouth then panting for air.

  * * * *

  Anna laid her head against Charlie’s neck. Her whole body tingled, and her heart pounded against her chest.

  “Who’s going to clean this mess up?”

  Both of them turned toward Ben, who now stood leaning against the bathroom door, naked.

  Anna felt herself blush as she started to move away from Charlie.

  He wouldn’t let her and pulled her back against him.

  “I’ll take care of it, don’t worry,” Charlie stated then kissed Anna along her temple then forehead.

  “It’s hot in here, too. It’s like a sauna,” he complained as he headed toward them.

  Ben reached out his hand for Anna to take it. She looked at Charlie and smiled.

  “Later,” he whispered.

  “Later,” she replied as Ben lifted her from the tub.

  Ben pulled her to him, and she tilted her head all the way back to lock gazes with him.

  “So, you overdid it, your ribs are sore, and then you ride Charlie in the tub? You’re just asking for a spanking, ain’t ya, baby,” Ben teased as he gave her ass a light tap.

  Anna hugged him, loving the feel of his muscles against her breasts.

  “My turn, honey, but I have to shower first.”

  Ben held Anna’s hand and headed into the shower.

  * * * *

  Charlie watched Anna cross the room. The sight of her bruises made him angry, and it had been very difficult to see them when they made love. If they ever got their hands on the assholes that hurt her, he would be sure to make them regret their actions. He had learned that Anna was a sweet and passionate young woman who had struggled through life just barely making ends meet. She had taken a chance in trusting him and his brothers, and he wouldn’t let her regret that. She put up a tough front, but he knew she was hurting after the long hours on her feet today. She would have to learn to confide in them and not put her health in danger.

  As he dried himself off then began cleaning up the mess around the floor, he smiled. He’d never made love to a woman in a bathtub. It was messy but well worth it.

  As much as he wanted Anna to lean on him and his brothers, he was proud of Anna. She was strong, sexy, beautiful, and a fighter. He may have gone through war in Iraq, but Anna had been through a war right in her own home. Thank God she survived and made it to the Triple C.

  * * * *

  Anna was feeling pretty tired as she leaned against the shower wall and closed her eyes. Ben was washing the shampoo from his hair after they thoroughly cleansed one another’s bodies. She smiled to herself. Ben was so sexual she couldn’t help to think about the many women she was certain he’d had sex with. He was a player, but he was so damn cute and sexy, it didn’t matter, and boy, did he know it. Whether he gave her a wink with his eye or nod of his head to come to him or to acknowledge him, she did it without a second thought. He had sex appeal, and he had a way of bringing out the sexual deviant in her. Never once would she of thought about anal sex. But with Ben, Charlie, and Wyatt, she wanted everything, and she wanted to give them anything she could.

  Despite her crazy first day at work, she was feeling better about her life. Besides Stacy, she had her men to thank for that.

  “What are you thinking about?” Ben asked as he pressed his body against hers.

  Anna wrapped her arms around his neck, stood on her tiptoes to kiss his chin.

  “I was thinking about you and your brothers and how lucky I am to have you.”

  Ben smiled, then squatted a little lower.

  “How about I show you how lucky I feel to have you?”

  He slowly slithered down her body, kissing her skin along the way.

  “The bruises are looking better,” he whispered as he kissed the tender flesh softly before moving lower.

  Ben lifted her leg to balance on his knee as he squatted in front of her.

  He had long, thick fingers, tanned from the sun and rough from all the hard work on the ranch. Th
ey expanded across her toned legs. The way those fingers stroked over her wet skin and the right amount of pressure and show of possession from his fingertips, made her feel needy. Son of a bitch! She really had it bad for Ben. She had it bad for all three of them. As if one wasn’t enough, how the hell was she going to handle three?

  She watched as his eyes, transfixed on her mound, peeked up to wink at her, the sexy bastard, before he stroked the folds with his fingers.

  The warm water sprayed over them, adding to the feelings he drew from her.

  Anna reached back to the wall for support as Ben placed his mouth against her.

  Have mercy! He was deadly, and he had her there in seconds.

  Ben plunged his tongue inside her folds and pumped his finger in and out of her, drawing more juices from her body.

  “Sit back on the bench,” he demanded as he lifted her rear, tilting her pussy closer to his mouth before she had a chance to move.

  Anna forgot about the built-in bench. It was high, obviously custom made for the men because Ben had to help her onto it.

  The bathroom was bigger than the bedroom. They could have a party in the shower, but that thought made her jealous.

  Before she could ponder more about it, Ben rotated his finger then added another digit. When she was nice and wet, he lifted her and turned her body around to face the wall.

  “Bend over the bench and rest your arms on it.”

  Anna did as he said and leaned forward, her ass pointed up in the air toward Ben and her forearms held her in position.

  “Are you okay?” he asked as he leaned over her, reached between her legs, and pushed his fingers into her again.

  “Yes.” She panted.

  He smoothed the palm of his hand over her ass cheeks then kissed and nuzzled her neck and shoulder.

  She felt Ben remove his fingers, and without thought, she pushed back, needing him to touch her again. He chuckled next to her ear, and the vibrations sent chills over her skin.

  “I’m gonna love fucking you from behind, Anna. Your ass is just the right size to hold, baby. You know…” He licked then nibbled her earlobe as he reached under her to pull on her nipples. His warm breath caressed her, and she closed her eyes, waiting for more.