Tymber Dalton's Special Collection, Volume 2 (MMF)
In Stoneface, Gwen has a cheating ex, ultra-religious parents…and is a successful erotica writer. Forced to fly to Rapid City in search of her sister, she doesn’t realize her internet buddy, Tim, lives there with his detective boyfriend, Jack. The hunks steal her heart, but can she find true love with them?
In Hernando Heat, Katie Dorchester's heart died with her husband. Worse, her ex-father-in-law would kill to steal her property. Enter Joe Lansing and his cousin, Deputy Mason Carlisle. They have heartache of their own but know Katie is the one for them. Can they keep her safe in the deadly Hernando Heat?
In Contractual Obligation, Harper thinks hiring Doug is the answer to her problem and will get her father off her back. Going to work for Harper is the answer to Doug’s prayer of saving his parents’ home. But neither figured on Tate wanting to turn Doug’s contract into a two-hunk deal for Harper.
A Siren Erotic Romance
Tymber Dalton is a Siren-exclusive author.
Tim stretched out in bed next to her and started kissing her as Jack’s fingers slowly started massaging her rim again. He gently pressed for entrance with one finger and spent several long, achingly slow minutes stretching her.
Her cunt throbbed, desperate to feel a cock inside her. Tim reached up and cupped one of her breasts, teasing the nipple with his thumb. She thought the sensation would drive her mad with need.
“Please,” she gasped. If they kept this up, she’d spend all night coming. And it’d been years since she’d had two orgasms in the space of twenty-four hours.
Both of them self-induced.
How sad am I?
She shoved that thought out of her brain and tried to relax as the men refused to rush.
“No, I like hearing you beg,” Jack teased. “The longing in your voice. That just really gets me revved up.”
Tim chuckled. “He’s not kidding. I can’t tell you how many times he’s made me beg.”
“Please!” She had no shame. That point had long passed and was miles away in her rearview mirror.
“Please what, baby?”
She wiggled her hips. “Please fuck me!”
He added more lube and a second finger to her tight ass, slowly fucking her with his hand. “Oh, I will fuck you, baby. All night long. So will Tim. You’re just dying to feel what it’s really like to have two cocks inside you at the same time, aren’t you?”
Her body trembled with need. “Yes!” she gasped.
Tim sat up and held up a condom wrapper. “I think I’d like to slide my cock inside that sweet pussy of yours.”
She swallowed hard and eagerly nodded. He took his time sheathing his cock in the condom, frequently shooting her looks that told her he was enjoying torturing her with the wait every bit as much as Jack was.
He lay back and rolled her on top of him, Jack never relinquishing his hold on her ass. In fact, before Tim could enter her, Jack added a third finger, stretching her even more, making her gasp.
Jack stopped moving. She heard the concern in his voice. “You okay?”
She nodded. “Hell, yes! Please don’t stop?”
Both men laughed. “Don’t worry,” Tim said, grabbing her hips. “We won’t.” He positioned her above his cock and she moaned as she impaled herself on him.
“Oh, yes!” She wanted to start riding him, the delicious feeling of Jack’s fingers in her ass stoking her desire to furnace intensity. But the men wouldn’t let her, holding her still while Jack kept up his sweet torture.
“Not yet, baby,” Jack crooned. “When we’re ready.”
She wiggled and squirmed, but Tim wrapped his arms around her and pulled her down to his chest, holding her still while he deeply kissed her. Finally, after what felt like forever, Jack withdrew his hand and disappeared for a moment. Then she heard him return and the sound of a condom wrapper being ripped open.
After a long, agonizing moment, she felt him kneel behind her and even more lube drizzled down the seam of her ass. “Relax, baby. We’ll be here a while.”
At first, she wasn’t sure she could take him despite the careful preparation. But he did go slow, every little bit of forward motion filling her deeper, stretching her with an erotically charged ache she both loved and wasn’t sure she could take another second.
When he was finally seated deep in her ass, he pulled her up, her back pressed against his chest. Tim’s eager hands immediately went to her breasts, pulling and tugging on her nipples as Jack nibbled on her shoulder.
“How’s that feel?”
Better than great, even better than she thought it ever could. Never in her perviest dreams had she ever thought it could be that good. She nodded. “Great!”
He nipped her. “Better than you imagined?”
She tried to wiggle and move to rub her clit against Tim’s body, but Jack held her still in his firm embrace. “Yes!”
Tim laughed. “Oh, baby, you ain’t seen nothing yet.” He dropped one hand to her swollen, throbbing clit and started rubbing.
Gwen’s orgasm immediately exploded, rolling through her body, intensified by the feeling of the two cocks buried deeply inside her. She gave all control over to Jack as he held her, whispering dirty things in her ear as Tim relentlessly kept her coming. Just when she thought she couldn’t take it anymore, Jack lowered her on top of Tim and both men started moving. They fucked her slowly at first, getting their rhythm down, seesawing their cocks back and forth into her as she trembled with each wave of pleasure rolling through her.
Who needs a vibrator? she thought as another climax had her muscles squeezing both cocks and only intensifying the sensations within her.
“Jesus, that’s beautiful!” Tim gasped as his hands clamped down on her hips again. “Holy crap, I’ve never felt anything like this!”
Jack’s hands grasped her shoulders as he slowly thrust, withdrawing almost all the way before pushing deep within her. Tim’s cock hit her clit with each stroke, and she gave up trying to think as pure lust and passion assaulted her senses.
She heard footsteps down the hall before sensing Joe in the doorway. He chuckled. “Mmm, that’s a beautiful sight.” She didn’t stop what she was doing as he walked across the room to the bed. She felt the bed shift behind her as Joe knelt on the mattress. Then his hands caressed her ass, stroking her rounded cheeks, his fingers pausing to brush against her mound.
That made her moan with pleasure, which in turn drew another moan out of Mason.
Joe chuckled. “Hmm, that’s an interesting reaction.” He stroked her again, making her moan around Mason’s cock again, and drawing yet another moan from his cousin.
She started to lift her head from Mason’s cock, but Joe gently rested a hand on the top of her head, holding her in place. “No, I think I like seeing you just like that. Plus it gives me perfect access to do what I want.”
She wondered what that was until she felt his lips and tongue between her legs, making her moan again. Every sound Joe pulled from her was echoed by Mason as the vibrations flowed from her throat to his cock. Joe licked and explored her pussy then drew her complete attention when he used his hands to hold her ass cheeks apart and his tongue slipped between them.
Katie nearly came from the new sensation as he circled her virgin rosebud with his tongue.
“Jesus,” Mason gasped. “What the hell are you doing to her, Joe? It sounds like you’re driving her out of her head!”
He sat up and chuckled, making her whine at the loss. “Nothing compared to what I’m about to do to her.” She sensed him reach for something but kept her eyes closed as she slowly sucked Mason’s cock. Then she felt something cool and slippery on her rim, followed by one finger carefully massaging the tight hole.
She shivered and spread her legs, giving Joe even better access to her ass. First one finger slipped inside her, then a second, nearly driving her out of her mind with need but not quite enough to push her over the edge. She desperately wished for a finger or tongue or even a cock to rub her clit and help her jump the final hurdle, but the men were content to keep her on the edge.
Finally, Joe withdrew his fingers, and then she felt him change position. “Relax, baby. Breathe through it.” The hard head of his cock pressed against her ass, and she felt stretched, not sure if she could take it. Then Joe reached between her legs and lightly stroked her clit with his finger.
She gasped around Mason’s cock. Joe didn’t tease her enough to make her orgasm, but the distraction from the stiff rod now plunging deep into her ass was enough to make her beg for them to make her come.
Both men laughed. Once she felt Joe’s thighs pressing against her ass, he slowly withdrew before sliding deep inside her again. It was an exquisite, filling sensation, different from their cocks in her pussy, strange and yet as right as everything else they’d done to her.
Then Joe reached around her and made her sit up against him. “Mason,” he hoarsely said, “I can’t hold it long. Let’s show this little lady who she belongs to.”
“Gladly.” With a sinful smile, Mason slid into position between her legs and helped Joe lower her down until his cock was poised at the entrance to her gushing pussy. “You belong to us,” Mason said as he grabbed her hips and thrust up into her.
She cried out with pleasure at the incredible fullness within her. Then they started moving together, slowly at first, gaining speed and thrusting harder until they found a seesaw rhythm that had both cocks slamming into her. Mason reached up and rolled her nipples between his fingers while Joe’s fingers found her clit again.
“Come for us, Katie,” Joe said, his voice deep and full of heat. “Show us who you belong to.”
She cried out when her orgasm hit, the hardest she’d ever felt in her life, the pleasure-pain of the hard and fast fucking keeping her release rolling through her like a runaway coach. She sobbed as it didn’t stop, the explosion bouncing around inside her and taking away all will.
“Yes!” she cried.
“Who do you belong to?” Joe commanded. “Tell us. Say it.”
“I belong to both of you,” she sobbed.
“That’s it,” Mason encouraged as he grabbed her hips and thrust hard and deep up into her. “You belong to us and you’re never gonna leave us, are you?”
“No!” she cried out.
“We feel you, baby,” Joe said, his hands now around her waist as his balls slapped against her flesh with every stroke. “You can’t lie to us that you love this. We feel your pussy begging us for more, don’t we?”
“Please don’t stop!” she begged. Despite worrying the pleasure might kill her, she never wanted it to end. It felt like her heart would burst from her chest.
“Tell us what you want, Katie,” Mason ordered. “Tell us you want us to fuck you hard.”
“Please…please fuck me.” She could barely gasp the words. Pleasure the likes of which she’d never felt before threatened to take her very breath away.
“That’s our good girl,” Mason said. “I’m going to give you exactly what you want.” She felt his cock swell inside her cunt, triggering another orgasm in her. In her ass, Joe fucked her even harder, the whole bed now shaking with his efforts.
“I’m going to come,” Joe said. “You’re going to be filled with us, and you’re going to wake up knowing you belong to us, aren’t you?”
“Yes! Please, do it!”
After dinner they made her wait until they’d cleaned everything up and the dishes were done and put away. Then Doug reached over and gave her a gentle slap on the ass. “Upstairs, young lady,” he teased. “March.”
She wondered for all of a second if scrambling full speed for the stairs counted as marching. Harper was already naked in the middle of the bed by the time the men made it upstairs and to the bedroom doorway.
“Hmm, she sure seems eager, doesn’t she?” Tate asked.
“Yep. She sure does,” Doug replied with a grin.
They advanced on her as they stripped, naked by the time they joined her in bed. She was ready for more than a show from them tonight. She wanted to go to sleep well fucked, and the doctor had cleared her to do it as long as nothing hurt.
Tate lay on his back, rolling her over on top of him. He kissed her, a firm fist in her hair holding her in place as she squirmed against him and tried to play Pin the Pussy with his cock. She was vaguely aware of Doug reaching for something before he returned to kneel behind them.
Then she heard the unmistakable sound of a condom pouch being ripped open. Doug delivered another playful slap to her backside. “Stop squirming. I can’t see what I’m doing.”
She reluctantly fell still as Tate distracted her with his tongue in her mouth. She felt Doug reach between her legs and realized he was rolling a condom onto Tate’s cock.
“Okay, now you can ride the pony, baby,” Doug joked. She felt him position the head of Tate’s cock at the entrance to her pussy. She slid him deep inside her with a happy moan. When she tried to ride him, Doug pressed one hand on the flat of her back. “Hold on, not yet. Just sit there and look pretty.”
Beneath her, Tate chuckled even as they still kissed. She finally lifted her head enough to talk without his tongue in the way. “Hurry up,” she whined.
“I’m hurrying.” She heard another condom pouch open before feeling cool lube drizzling down the seam of her ass.
She relaxed, her head on Tate’s chest, his heartbeat thrumming under her ear. It was finally going to happen. He slowly loosened her with two fingers. Both of them had done a lot of playing with her ass over the past few days. Her body had already learned to respond, her clit throbbing and cunt growing wet anytime they played with her there, knowing it would feel good and soon end with an orgasm one way or another.
Doug withdrew his fingers and grabbed her hips. “Hold on, baby. Tell me to stop if it hurts.” She felt the head of his cock press for entrance and relaxed, enjoying the suddenly full sensation of both their sweet cocks stretching her at the same time. It was a sweet, delicious, momentary burn that soon turned into waves of pleasure as the men slowly began to move inside her.
She rose up a little on her arms, the sudden change in angle allowing both cocks to hit all her sweet spots at the same time.
“Oooh, yeesss!” she hissed.
Tate reached up and gently rolled her nipples between his fingers, adding to the pleasure. “You think you can come like this for us, baby?”
Before the sound of the question even died in the air, she felt the first orgasm swamp her from the way his cock stroked against her clit. She cried out, trying to thrust harder, deeper, but Doug wouldn’t let her.
“I think that’s a yes,” Doug said.
“I’d say so,” Tate agreed.
She came three more times, between Tate’s cock against her clit and hitting her G-spot deep inside, before Doug turned her hips loose. He grabbed her shoulders as he grunted. “Okay, baby. Time for us to let loose.”
She let them take total control, giving up trying to maintain any kind of rhythm as Tate and Doug fucked her. It wasn’t more than a few seconds before she felt both of their cocks grow harder and thicker inside her. Then the men came nearly simultaneously.
As they lay there in a sweaty, sated pile, Harper smiled. “I love both of you,” she whispered.
Doug kissed the back of her neck. “We love you, too, baby. Don’t worry, you’re stuck with us no matter what.”
She looked down into Tate’s smiling blue gaze. He nodded. “No matter what. We love you and you’ll never get rid of us. So put that into your contract.”
Harper laughed. “I might write a clause in there that I have the right to hunt either of you down if you try to leave.”
Doug nipped the back of her neck. “Maybe we’ll write a clause in there that you have to get our names tattooed on your ass.” He sat up and marked out two spaces on her ass cheeks. “There, and there. ‘Property of Doug and Tate.’”
She wiggled her butt at him. “Maybe I need to get you two tattooed.”
Doug carefully withdrew, but rolled her off Tate and onto her back. He grabbed her wrists and pinned them over her head. He liked to do that a lot, she’d noticed.
She loved it.
“Maybe,” he growled, “I’ll make you get a clit hood piercing so when you’re sitting in a meeting you’ll feel it and think of how well-fucked we’re going to keep you for the rest of your life.”
Her breath caught. She knew he was teasing, but the fantasy of it was enough to send another gush of juices into her already-swollen pussy.
“You’d like that, wouldn’t you, baby?” He nipped her below her ear. She was vaguely aware of Tate getting up and doing something, but Doug had her full attention. “We’d take you to the piercing parlor,” he rumbled in her ear, “and put you up on the table. Tell the guy you’re our girl. Tate would hold one of your hands over your head, and I’d hold the other.” He reached down and pinched one of her nipples. “Maybe get these done, too. Have a chain connecting all three to lead you around by at home.”
She whimpered and squirmed, trying to get traction against his thigh to rub her clit, but he wouldn’t let her move.
“Would you like that, baby? To know under your clothes you were wearing our piercings?”
Harper couldn’t respond, her brain totally disengaged by all her available blood flow pooling between her legs and not her ears.
He chuckled as Tate came back. He kept her arms and shoulders pinned to the bed, but shifted his lower body enough so Tate could get between her legs.
Then she heard the unmistakable sound of the Hitachi being switched on.