Soldiers of Pearl 5: Give Love a Chance (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Dixie Lynn Dwyer

  “We need to discuss a few rules.”

  “Rules?” she asked, her voice shaking.

  She was delicate, feminine, and petite. That possessive feeling consumed all thoughts as he cupped her cheeks and kissed her deeply. When he released her lips and stared down into her light blue eyes, he felt his heart race and his desire grow stronger.

  “Rules, baby, set up to protect you.”

  “But I’m fine,” she replied, and he raised one of his eyebrows at her as Merlin took the seat next to Perkins and Karl to the seat on the other side of him. Dugen stood to the side where she could see him, arms crossed and serious. He looked as if he was guarding them.

  “You’re not fine. You weren’t fine tonight. You are no longer working at Delia’s. That is not even up for discussion,” Merlin stated firmly, and she looked frightened with her eyes wide and pulling her lower lip between her teeth. She hesitated answering him.

  “You can’t be serious. I need the money. I just got that job. Tonight I made five hundred dollars.”

  “And look at the price you nearly paid for it,” Karl chimed in then reached over and caressed her bare calf.

  She gulped and held Karl’s gaze.

  “I’ll be more careful.”

  Perkins shook his head. “You’re not working there. If you need the money, although I don’t know why, then we’ll help you find something more suitable.”

  “You don’t have to do that. I can find something.”

  “Let us help you. It’s part of our responsibility as your guardians,” Merlin said to her.

  Perkins saw something flash through her eyes, and then she tried getting up. He pulled her snugger. “No, what are you thinking? What just went through your mind as Merlin said that just now?”

  She exhaled. “I don’t need guardians.”

  Both Perkins and Karl gave her a similar expression.

  “Okay, I needed you tonight. What I mean is that I can take care of myself.”

  “No, you can’t,” Dugen said from across the way.

  She glanced at him as Perkins released her hips.

  “You haven’t been taking good care of yourself. You’ve been staying alone, crying at night, not attending parties, or eating properly. You placed yourself in total danger tonight without even a care or even an inkling of gut instinct warning you to take precautions. You have been resistant to us and our desire to make you our woman and care for you. You’re fighting us every step of the way, and I want to know why.”

  She stared at Dugen, and Perkins could see she had so much to say, and he wished she would just say it, and then she closed up.

  “Let me up please,” she whispered, and she stood. She looked so fucking sexy in only Dugen’s T-shirt. Her breasts pushed out against the top, and she looked nervous, and it didn’t feel right at all. She was holding back. She was hiding something, and he wanted to know what it was.

  “I can’t explain it. Okay?” She turned around as if she were leaving, but Dugen blocked her path. She stepped back as he shook his head, never uncrossing his arms.

  “We care about you. Start talking.”

  “Really? You’re going to act like bullies and try to force me to pour my heart out to you? I hardly know any of you. I can’t trust you. I’ve been down this road before. I know how soldiers are. I know what to expect, and I won’t be clouded by how good you are at seducing me, touching me, and making me want things I can’t want right now. That I can’t ever want,” she said, raising her voice.

  When Dugen touched her shoulders and turned her around, Perkins, Karl, and Merlin stood up.

  “Trust us? What do you mean you can’t trust us, that you don’t know us, and that you know how soldiers really are?”

  She tried pulling away, but Dugen held steady, wrapped her up in his arms, and pulled her against his chest.

  “You’ll hurt me, just like…”

  “Just like who, Cynthia? Who hurt you? Who made you so scared to let us help you and to trust you? Who, Michael?” Dugen pushed.

  Perkins placed his hands on her shoulders from behind.

  “Talk to us. Make us understand.”

  She lowered her forehead to Dugen’s chest.

  “Why can’t you just leave me alone and let me handle things? I can’t do this now. I can’t.”

  “Yes you can, and you are doing this right now. Who made you distrust soldiers? Who made you fearful of getting close?” Karl said, pushing her for answers. Merlin came to stand on the other side of her. They surrounded her.

  “Who didn’t?” she whispered, and Perkins felt her stop fighting as her body went limp.

  Dugen lifted her up into his arms. He hoisted her so that she straddled his hips as he walked. Perkins and the others had a clear view of her ass, crack and all, and that damn sexy string thong she was wearing.

  He carried her up the stairs and to the bedroom. The big bedroom that they hardly ever used.

  * * * *

  Slowly Dugen lay her down on the bed and half covered her with his body. Her green eyes were filled with tears, glassy and red from crying earlier. She felt good underneath him. Her large breasts filled the shirt, and it was lifted to her belly, revealing her whole left thigh.

  He stared at her. “I want the truth. I’ve never lied to you, and I don’t expect to be lied to now by you. Explain why it’s so hard to let us in and let us make you our woman.”

  The tears rolled down her cheeks.

  “I don’t know how to let down my guard. It’s been up forever, Dugen. What don’t you understand?”

  Karl, Perkins, and Merlin joined them on the bed.

  “Start with Michael. I have the feeling a lot of this has to do with him.”

  She looked away, and a stray tear rolled from her eye down her cheek.

  “I loved Michael. He was my brother,” she said, and then her expression changed.

  He caressed her cheek and chin. His heart felt heavy. He didn’t like seeing Cynthia crying and upset, but something was going on. He needed to get her to tell them.

  “But?”

  She looked at him and then at the others, appearing angry. Her lips were in a thin line, and she wouldn’t make eye contact with them. She was stiff and holding back.

  “Cynthia?” Perkins pushed.

  “But I failed to save him. I knew he wasn’t doing well and that he was lying to me.”

  “Lying to you about what?” Perkins asked, caressing the hair from her cheek. She swallowed hard. “He didn’t pay off the mortgage.”

  “What?” Merlin asked.

  “He said he did, but he didn’t.”

  “That’s why you needed to take the job at Delia’s?” Dugen asked.

  She hesitated. A lie. Cynthia was lying.

  “It’s my responsibility to fix the problems he caused.”

  “No it isn’t. We can help you,” Perkins told her.

  She shook her head. “I can’t accept that. I have to handle this alone. I don’t want anyone to know what Michael did. This stays between us, please.”

  She was starting to panic. He could feel her shaking underneath him. Dugen caressed her cheek.

  “It stays between us. It’s fine,” Dugen told her.

  “He was a good soldier. A good man. But he changed. The service and his PTSD changed him, just like it had changed my father.”

  Before they could ask about her statement, she started rambling on.

  “Michael said he would always protect me. He protected me from our father when he lost it. Michael saw what alcohol and drugs do to a man suffering already from PTSD, and yet he bought drugs and used drugs to try and numb the pain. I could have helped him, but he wouldn’t let me. We went through so much together as kids, and then he does this.”

  Dugen felt his chest tighten. He suffered from the same disease. So did Karl, but they had their team members to help them. He started fearing the ability to care for Cynthia and protect her from even himself if he one day lost it. But thinking about not m
aking Cynthia their woman scared him.

  “Not all soldiers who suffer from PTSD or anxiety hurt the ones they love. In fact, we’ve all had our share of it. We didn’t know that your father was in the service,” Perkins said to her as he caressed her hair from her cheek.

  She held his gaze with those gorgeous green eyes of hers.

  “Army. He was a soldier, a sergeant in the Army,” she whispered.

  Dugen leaned a little farther to the left off of her but kept his thigh wedged between her thighs. He ran his hand along her leg then to her hip, which was completely exposed.

  “He was abusive, to you, Michael, and your mom?” Perkins asked.

  She nodded but kept her eyes on Dugen. He ran his thumb under the thin material of her panties, stroking over the very feminine daisy tattoo. She was voluptuous and sexy but also thinner than she’d been a month ago. He could feel her hipbone, and he stroked that, too.

  Her lips parted, and he watched her.

  “That must have been rough. What happened to your parents?” he asked her.

  “The drinking and drugs killed him. Mom died of a heart attack soon after. It was just me at that point. Michael had already left for the Marines. He couldn’t take living at home, working, and going to school. I couldn’t either. Especially when my father hit me and broke my arm. I had enough, too.”

  “Jesus,” Karl said, and Dugen scrunched his eyebrows together then caressed along her belly up between her breasts to her chin.

  “He broke your arm?” He was shocked.

  Her eyes filled with tears. “You see I’m sure he didn’t mean it. Just like Michael didn’t mean to lose control and screw up. But you see, I’m tired of the pain. I’m trying to get over the fears I have and make things right.”

  Perkins tilted her chin toward him.

  “We can help you with that. We’re good men, and we would never lay a hand on you.”

  She shook her head. “I can’t let that guard down right now. Not until I make everything right. I need time to do that. I need to handle things on my own and know I can survive and can correct the wrong.”

  “But we want you,” Merlin whispered.

  “Didn’t it feel good having us touch you, kiss you, and bring you pleasure?” Karl asked.

  She nodded. “But I’ve never let any man get close to me, especially not the kind of men who are similar to those in my past, those that caused me pain.”

  “Just because we’re soldiers doesn’t mean we’ll hurt you like they did,” Merlin told her.

  Dugen stroked along her hipbone again and then under her panties as he held her gaze.

  “We’ll take care of you and make you happy like you deserve to be. Can’t you just let go and feel?” he asked and pressed a finger over her pussy lips.

  She gripped his shoulders and lifted up. “Dugen please. I need slow. I’m not used to this.”

  “I guarantee you’ve never had lovers like the four of us. Whatever relationships you’ve had in the past, forget about them. They don’t exist,” Perkins said to her.

  She shook her head. “That’s easy,” she whispered as Dugen pressed a finger up into her cunt. He lifted up and knelt between her legs. He stroked in and out of her pussy while Perkins lifted her top, revealing her large, full breasts. Kyle leaned over and licked her nipple then suckled more of her breast into his mouth.

  “Oh please. Oh God.” She moaned.

  “Your body knows, Cynthia. You want us like we want you. We’ll be the best lovers you’ve ever had,” Merlin whispered then suckled the skin by her neck.

  “You’d be the only ones,” She said and then moaned softly as she tilted her head back while lifting her pelvis.

  “That’s right. The only men to love this body, possess it, and possess you in every way,” Dugen whispered and increased his finger thrusts.

  “In every hole,” Karl added.

  She moaned her release, and Dugen pulled his fingers from her pussy, tore her panties out of the way, and lowered to his belly to take a taste of her sweet cream. He lifted her thighs up over his wide shoulders, spreading her wider. He licked and suckled then ran a tongue along her anus as she shook and moaned above him. Perkins feasted on one breast while Karl feasted on the other. Merlin kissed her on the mouth from above her head.

  The sensations seemed to make her wild, as she exploded once again.

  Merlin released her lips.

  “You’re so responsive. It fucking turns me on to know we can make you orgasm that many times,” Perkins told her.

  “I’ve never orgasmed before,” she said, panting as Dugen licked along her anus and then back to her pussy. He looked up at her.

  “Never?” Karl asked her.

  She shook her head.

  “Well, baby, I don’t know who you’ve been with, but obviously not the right men,” Perkins said to her.

  She stared at him. “Never been with any men. You’re the first ones.”

  Dugen was shocked, and apparently so were the others as their eyes widened. They all stopped what they were doing and stared at Cynthia.

  “Baby, you’re a virgin?” Dugen asked.

  She lifted up and pulled her shirt down, covering her body. Dugen sat up on his knees and gripped her ankle, stopping her from moving.

  “Cynthia?”

  “It’s no big deal.” She looked down and away from them.

  “I just never trusted any man before to get close to me. It’s not like I’m incapable of being intimate. I’ve chosen not to engage in sex just to do it. I wanted it to be special, and I wanted to feel loved, not like somebody to fuck. If that upsets you or makes you think less of me or like I’m immature, then it’s just another reason why I shouldn’t let you into my heart, never mind into my body.”

  Dugen gripped her ankles and pulled her back down into a lying position. She gasped as he pressed between her legs, cupped her cheeks, and stared into her eyes.

  “Immature? Upset us? Are you out of your mind? You’re so damn special you make me feel like I’m not good enough to possess your innocence and make you mine. You make me feel so many things, Cynthia, and to think that you’ve never had sex before, that you waited for the right men, is so fucking amazing I’m humbled. You’re a sweet, innocent, beautiful soul, a class act, and that’s something to be proud of. The four of us would be honored to be not only your first lovers but your only lovers.”

  “Dugen, how can you say that when you don’t even know if this will work out? You could get tired of me and leave me. Then what? Do you think other men or another man would want me? I would be ruined, destroyed, never mind broken-hearted. I feel so much for the four of you as is, but this can’t happen. Not now. Not with everything going on.”

  “Bullshit,” Perkins said. “We want you, and you want us. Fuck the other shit. It will work out. You’ll deal with it tomorrow. We’ll deal with it tomorrow. But tonight, tonight you’re all ours. Tonight we claim you, this body, officially as ours. We know what we want, and we’re not going anywhere.”

  “And as far as being ruined?” Karl said. “You will be ruined and they’ll never be any other men for you, just like there won’t be any other women for us. We want the whole thing, Cynthia. We want a wife, children, and we want it with you.”

  She gasped and covered her mouth with her hand.

  “It’s true, baby,” Merlin said. “Why do you think I got so angry when I saw you working at Delia’s? I was afraid you would meet some other men and accept their offers of dates. I felt so desperate. I knew we needed to make a move. And to see you in danger tonight? That just solidifies the need to claim you and be your protectors. Say you’ll stay and make love to us. Say you’ll let us be your firsts and your onlys?”

  Her voice cracked as she answered. “Yes. I want that, and I want all of you.”

  Dugen lowered down and kissed her. When he released her lips, he held her gaze. “Condoms?”

  She shook her head. “I’m on the pill,” she whispered.

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sp; They all smiled.

  “Then it’s time to make you all ours,” Dugen whispered then kissed her nose, her lips, and then her jaw before easing lower, trailing kisses along her abdomen, her groin, and finally her pussy.

  * * * *

  Cynthia gasped as Dugen thrust his tongue into her pussy. A moment later Perkins and Karl raised her hands above her head as they removed her top completely. She was lost in all the sensations yet felt that this was right. That she wouldn’t regret making love to them. That twinge of guilt for not telling them about Raul and the debt she owed gnawed at her insides. But there was nothing she could do about it now. She didn’t want to ruin this time with Perkins, Dugen, Karl, and Merlin. She was letting them claim her in every way.

  She would take care of the Raul problem without them knowing, and then everything would work out just fine.

  “I always knew you were sexy, baby, but these curves, these breasts, and that tattoo and piercing are fucking hot,” Karl whispered then licked along the nipple before pulling the tight bud between his teeth.

  Her pussy creamed, and Dugen slurped and suckled it all up.

  Perkins tugged on her nipple and then leaned up and kissed her lips. He whispered against them. “Life is never going to be the same again. You’re never going to be alone. Never struggle to make ends meet. We’re going to take full care of you. You’re ours.”

  He kissed her deeply as she absorbed his words. Never be alone. That was something she had gotten used to. Being alone and fending for herself. Could what they say come true? Could she be happy with them? Would they truly love her fully? All of them?

  “I need you, sugar. Tell me you’re ready,” Dugen said as he lifted up.

  He caressed her thighs wider, and she gasped. In this position her pussy was exposed to all of them.

  Karl reached over and stroked her cunt. “I can see her glistening cream. She’s ready.”

  “Oh.” She softly moaned.

  “Cynthia?”

  “Yes. I need you, too.”

  She thought she would have felt more frightened, considering that she’d never had sex before, and she was giving it up to these four men. Instead she felt calm and ready. Even if her thoughts told her to stay guarded and to not trust them fully, her heart and her body already did.