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

by For the Love of Anna

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  Ben headed into the room and stopped short the second reality hit him in the face. His woman was lying there in pain and possibly with permanent injuries because of two New York fucking mobsters. He hoped that the whipping he put on the one asshole had the guy dying. He wouldn’t give the piece of shit a second thought. His focus was on Anna and getting her to wake up.

  He swallowed hard at the sight of her injuries but remained focused before he cried like a fucking sissy. He leaned down low and kissed her neck, the only uninjured part of her skin showing.

  “Anna, you better wake your ass up real fast now, or I’m going to punish you and turn that pretty little ass of yours red as a stop sign. Damn it, I love you, I need you, and I ain’t gonna stand for this nonsense. You are a strong woman, so get your shit together and wake up.” He clenched his teeth and tried real hard not to let the tears loose.

  The heart rate monitor increased, making a louder sound as the rate picked up pace.

  Ben stood up straight as the nurse came in quickly, checking on Anna then the monitor.

  “What did you do?” she asked abruptly.

  He was suddenly feeling guilty for possibly making Anna’s condition worse.

  “Shit!” he exclaimed as he ran his hand through his hair. The nurse touched his forearm.

  “No, sir, it’s not a bad thing. Whatever you did or said seemed to get through to her somehow. Sit here and keep talking to her and doing whatever it was you did. I’m going to call the doctor.”

  “You better get my brothers. They helped, too,” he stated.

  Ben watched the nurse leave, and he was suddenly filled with confidence. He leaned down and whispered all the things he would do to Anna when he got her back home to the Triple C Ranch.

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  Charlie and Wyatt were waiting outside the door of the ICU for Ben. They heard a lot of activity, and then the door opened and the nurse in charge of Anna told them to come back in.

  Wyatt looked at Charlie and knew his brother was scared.

  As they approached the room, there was Ben, leaning close to Anna, whispering to her.

  “Your brother was talking to her and said something that had her heart rate increasing and showing signs that she may awaken. The sooner she does, the better off she will be.”

  Quickly, Wyatt and Charlie entered the room and stood beside their brother. There wasn’t much room for them, but they made do as Ben explained what he did.

  “Son of a bitch! Our woman is lying here with a possible fucking brain injury and you threaten to tan her backside!” Wyatt exclaimed in disbelief.

  Ben smiled a shit-eating grin, then continued to whisper to Anna and caress her hand.

  Wyatt took her other hand, and Charlie caressed her skin as they talked to her and added comments to Ben’s outrageous sexual adventures he explained to participate in with Anna.

  “If that nurse or doctor hears what we’re saying, they’re going to kick us outta here,” Wyatt said then laughed.

  “I don’t care if they hear or not. I love her,” Ben replied.

  Wyatt and Charlie smiled.

  “I love her, too,” they both replied in unison then laughed.

  Ben gently caressed her cheek and whispered. “That’s right, Anna. You got three grown, macho men crying over you. That isn’t an easy thing to accomplish, I’ll have you know. And just for that, I’m going to add an additional spanking. You should realize now that we would do anything for your love and to keep you with us on the Triple C.” He paused a moment then looked at his brothers. “Anything for the love of Anna.”

  “Anything,” Charlie added.

  “Anything,” Wyatt whispered.

  When they looked down toward Anna, her eyes began to flutter open.

  “She’s awake!” Ben called out as the tears ran down his cheeks. There was no stopping them, and he didn’t care. He knew at that moment that his Anna was going to be just fine.

  Chapter 18

  The days had passed with tests, tests, and more tests until, finally, the doctor was certain that Anna did not sustain any permanent damage. She did have a severe concussion, had vomited too many times to count, which lead to more medication and dehydration treatments.

  She suffered from headaches, dizziness, and blurred vision, which the doctor said was normal and could last months following such an injury. He did, however, say that since there was no sign of amnesia that she should recover a hundred percent.

  It had been a long, tiresome three weeks, but finally, she was going to be released from the hospital to go home and remain under the care of Dr. Jones as well as Dr. Charlie Cantrell.

  Her men had remained by her side day and night in shifts, traveling the hour to take the others’ places and still work and care for the ranch. In between, she had visits from Stacy, Eric, and Max as well as Jack and Mary. She had a family now that loved her and she loved them.

  Jake and Vinny were prosecuted for their crimes of attempted murder, aggravated assault, and the murder of Hank Parker. Things had a way of working themselves out. After the beatings that Ben and Wyatt had put on Vinny and Jake, both men suffered broken jaws, broken ribs, and cuts and bruises to their bodies. By the time they got out of the hospital and were incarcerated, they were both murdered during a gang fight in the prison courtyard. The detectives from New York said the investigation into their deaths was still pending. At least now she could sleep at night knowing they could never hurt her or her family again.

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  Anna lay on the bed after taking a hot shower and dressing in Wyatt’s black sheriff’s department T-shirt.

  She loved the feel of being home, on the fluffy comforter in her men’s home. They even placed vases of fresh wildflowers on the bedside tables and opened the windows to let the warm summer air into the room.

  Just as she leaned back and closed her eyes, she heard the footsteps coming up the stairs.

  “Anna!”

  “Up here!” she called back, keeping her eyes closed and loving the sound of Ben calling her in their home and the comfort it gave her.

  He entered the room, kicked off his boots, and slowly crept onto the bed. Then she heard more footsteps as both Wyatt and Charlie came in, with Wyatt still in his sheriff’s uniform. He just left for work about thirty minutes ago, what the heck was going on?

  Anna laughed as Ben slowly spread her legs and plopped his head down in between them.

  “Hey!” she exclaimed as she grabbed his head to stop him although she didn’t want to. She had been waiting for them to make love to her, but they were so afraid of hurting her. The cut on her head would look bad for months, so they should just get over it.

  A look toward the other two and she was pleasantly shocked as they began stripping their clothes off at record speed.

  “We spoke with Dr. Jones today and got the okay,” Ben stated, raising one eyebrow and smiling so wide his dimples winked at her. Then his statement registered just as Ben licked her folds, plunged his tongue inside her channel then nibbled her clit.

  Wyatt climbed onto the bed, his engorged cock bobbing against his stomach as he took her lips into his mouth and sucked them. He put the French in French kiss as he twirled his tongue and pushed deeper, making her hold his head and reciprocate.

  She felt Charlie on her other side as he tapped her cheek and Wyatt released her to suck on her neck and then her breast. Charlie held his cock in his hand, pumping it as he rubbed her other breast.

  “Fuck, baby, you taste so good. I missed these meals,” Ben stated as he sat up and began pulling off his clothes.

  The men moved her to their liking, with Ben stretched out underneath her, pulling her down to straddle his cock. She took him inside, threw her head back, and moaned at the delightful sensation.

  “God, I missed you,” she whispered as he pulled her nipples, causing her to come forward and press against his chest.

  “I missed you, too, baby. You feel so tight and hot. I love yo
u,” Ben said then pulled her down to him for a kiss.

  She felt Wyatt behind her rubbing his fingers over her pussy then through the crevice to the puckered hole. One push inside and he switched from finger to cock, thrusting into her to the hilt.

  Anna screamed and lifted her chest as Ben and Wyatt began to push in and out of her.

  She opened her eyes, seeking out Charlie, grabbed his cock, caressed it then sucked him in deep, feeling just as frisky as her men.

  “Fuck, I love this ass, and I love you, baby!” Wyatt yelled as he pounded in and out of her.

  She moaned against Charlie’s cock, sucking and pulling as her body heated up, prepared to explode at any second.

  Charlie grabbed her hair and pressed forward, speeding up his pace. He was hard as a steel rod, but she kept up with him, her body rocking every which way.

  “I love this fucking mouth, Anna,” he screamed his release and exploded inside of her.

  As he panted, holding Anna’s head, she licked him clean.

  “I love you, baby,” he whispered as she released him then he kissed her mouth.

  Wyatt picked up pace, countering to Ben’s thrust, and she felt herself tighten and coil up inside.

  Smack!

  Anna screamed, shocked at the slap to her ass, which instantly sent her over the edge screaming her release. Then came Wyatt, and last was Ben panting out of breath.

  As they slowly pulled from her body and she remained wrapped in Ben’s arms, he whispered loud enough for his brothers to hear.

  “I win this time, sweetheart,” he teased then caressed the globes of her ass.

  Anna leaned up on one elbow, then slowly glided her hand down his torso to his cock and balls. She gave them a squeeze as she licked his nipple and nibbled, pulling a little harder than he expected.

  “Hey!”

  “It’s on,” she purred then slithered down his body, taking Ben into her mouth. Charlie and Wyatt chuckled.

  “Anna…remember those punishments we mentioned in the hospital…” Ben teased. His focus completely on Anna. She widened her eyes then smiled around Ben’s cock as she continued to suck and raised her ass in the air toward the others.

  “Hot damn, woman!” Charlie yelled.

  “That looks like a challenge to me,” Wyatt exclaimed then took position behind Anna, caressed each globe as he kissed each cheek, prepared to take her from behind.

  Anna moaned.

  “I think she likes that,” Charlie stated.

  “Well, I aim to please, especially when it comes to our Anna,” Wyatt whispered then pushed forward, thrusting into her.

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  Anna smirked as she relished in the sensation of being loved by her men. Whether they knew it or not, they were wrapped around her heart. Anna was grateful for a second chance at life and that they were together, that she finally had a home and a place where she was loved.

  She also knew, since their first night together, that she would do anything for the love of Charlie, Ben, and Wyatt Cantrell. They were her cowboys, and she would love them, cherish them, and tease them every step of the way and especially in the bedroom.

  THE END

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  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  People seem to be more interested in my name than where I get my ideas for my stories from. So I might as well share the story behind my name with all my readers.

  My Momma was born and raised in New Orleans. At the age of twenty she met and fell in love with an Irishman named Patrick Riley Dwyer. Needless to say, the family was a bit taken aback by this as they hoped she would marry a family friend. It was a modern day arranged marriage kind of thing and my Momma downright refused.

  Being that my Momma’s families were descendents of the original English speaking southerners, they wanted the family blood line to stay pure. They were wealthy and my father’s family was poor.

  Despite attempts by my grandpapa to make Patrick leave and destroy the love between them, my parents married. They recently celebrated their Sixtieth wedding anniversary.

  I am one of six children born to Patrick and Lynn Dwyer. I am a combination of both Irish and a true southern belle. With a name like Dixie Lynn Dwyer it’s no wonder why people are curious about my name.

  Just as my parents had a love story of their own I grew up intrigued by the lifestyles of others. My imagination as well as my need to stray from the straight and narrow made me into the woman I am today.

  Also by Dixie Lynn Dwyer

  Were She Belongs

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