AVAILABLE: Tuesday, February 25th
[Siren Menage Amour: Menage, Contemporary, Drama, MFM, HEA]
Holly Davenport had been alone since the tragic accident that took her mother and father when she was nine years old. Her godfather, the person that was supposed to take care of her, shipped her off to get her out of his hair. Or so she thought.
Years later, her godfather puts her life in danger with enemy’s he’d made along the way.
Axel Burns and Cruz Hager were assigned to protect her. Both were instantly attracted to the sweet-looking woman until they find out she’s a virgin. Something Cruz swore he’d never deal with again because of his past mistakes.
No matter how much they try, the men can’t let her go.
When the three find out they’d been manipulated by the man that put her in danger in the first place, it tears them apart.
Can they find their way back to each other, or has her godfather done too much damage, and Holly loses the only chance she has at love?
There wasn’t much to see. The girl was wrapped up in a blanket and also had a hoody on over her head. Jesus, he was sweating, and she looked like she was freezing. Her skin was a light tan and her hands tiny.
Axel turned back around.
“I can’t see much. She’s covered from head to toe. She’s on the small side.”
Cruz shrugged. “Maybe she’s not done growing.”
“Maybe.” He undid the tie on the folder the Director had given them and pulled the papers out. He went through them quickly and found the directions to a cabin in the middle of nowhere. GPS couldn’t even find it. They had enough food for a few days, but then one would have to go into the nearest town for supplies. Axel shook the envelope and blocks of twenty-dollar bills fell out. There had to be at least five thousand dollars here.
Cruz glanced over. “Shit. That’ll get us by for a while,” he said sarcastically.
“Yeah, I think so, too.”
“How far do we have to go?”
Axel looked at the map for a bit. “It looks like it’s not far. The cabin is deep into the Shenandoah National Park. About three hours. It’ll take us an hour and a half to get to the park, maybe longer if we’re taking back roads.”
* * * *
Holly started moving around in the back seat when they were within a mile from the cabin.
“Are you waking up?”
Holly was startled by the man’s voice and tried to turn Her ribs reminded her she had to be careful for a few days until she healed. She knew she should be nervous in a car with two men she didn’t know, but the Director told her a little about them, and he trusted them with his life. When she was finally turned and the aching subsided a little, she replied, “I’m fine. Where are we?”
The men jerked at the sound of her voice.
“We’re about at the cabin your godfather sent us to.”
“Could we just call him the Director?”
The men glanced at each other, and then the man in the passenger seat said, “Sure. I’m Axel, and the one driving is Cruz.”
“It’s nice to meet you.”
As Cruz pulled up to the cabin, something inside of Axel cringed. From the outside, it looked like a one-room cabin. The three of them in one room for maybe weeks made his stomach churn. He’d probably have to talk to the girl some, and he wasn’t looking forward to it. He’d been surprised when she asked to refer to her godfather as the Director. Richard had made it sound like they were close, but from her tone, that wasn’t true. But he’d refrained from saying anything about it. It wasn’t his business.
Holly sat up but kept the sweatshirt hood on and the blanket over her shoulders to fight against the chill that was already invading the vehicle.
Cruz got out and started unloading the bags and supplies.
“Do you need help out?” Axel asked.
Holly glanced at him then down. The quick look at the man made her stomach twist in her belly. He was very rugged with chiseled cheekbones and jaw. His nose had been broken at least once, she guessed by the bump on the bridge. He was very tall. Much taller than her own five-foot-six stature. He was muscular, and she caught a glance of tattoos on his arms. With his dark hair, skin, and eyes, she guessed he was of Mexican or Native Indian descent.
“No, thank you.” She took her time and moved slowly, sliding down from the back seat onto the ground. She took a quick look around before following the quiet one up the few stairs into the cabin. She didn’t even take a look around before trying to find the bathroom that she was desperately in need of. She turned at the door. “Is it okay if I shower?”
Cruz looked at Axel, who replied, “From what I scanned in your discharge papers, it’s alright, but remember Cruz will have to bandage your injuries after. I’ll put your bag in the bathroom.”
A shiver coursed down her body when he passed her. His smell was intoxicating. Holly looked over to the quiet, muscular man that stood off to the side. He also looked like he had some Spanish blood, but his skin was a lighter tone. He was a bit shorter than the other guy, but just as muscular. The black T-shirt he wore was stretched tightly over his wide chest and large arms. She figured one wrong move and it would tear. She also caught a tattoo on him and wondered what they looked like. His dark hair was a bit longer than the others, but still military short. His eyes had a hazel look to them from where she was standing. She was curious, and wanted a closer look
“Are you some kind of medic?”
“A bit,” Cruz mumbled and then walked back outside.
Shit, all she needed were more people who treated her like she was nothing. She’d had enough of that growing up. Holly turned without saying anything and closed and locked the bathroom door.
Cruz pinched her nipple, waiting for any sign it was hurting her, but it just seemed to make her hotter. “You like it, don’t you?” He smiled when she nodded and mewled at the same time. “I think Axel should give you more. What do you think?”
Holly’s eye cracked open, and she bit her lip, then nodded slowly. Her back arched off the bed as his large finger pushed all the way in her tight ass and stayed there while she adapted to the sensation. She vaguely felt a twinge to her ribs, but the feelings these men were urging onto her sensitized body overrode any other discomfort.
Axel’s finger pushed in and out slowly until she was withering on the bed. “I think we should try two.”
Cruz chuckled. “I agree.”
Her moans intensified when he pulled out and started to push in two. The burn caught her off guard at first.
Axel saw her stiffen and stopped pushing in. He waited for a few seconds but kept his fingers twisting and scissoring inside her. “You doing okay, sweetness?”
Holly relaxed and nodded. It wasn’t painful, really. Just overwhelming to be taken like this. It made her feel she was giving him control over her to do what he wanted. Giving him her total submission.
“There we go. Good girl. You took both my fingers. How does it feel?”
Both men laughed.
“I’m just going to play with you a bit more…”
Hollys eyes opened. “You’re going to stop?”
Axel looked at Cruz. “I think she’s going to take to anal sex very well.”
Cruz bent down until they were nose to nose. “I think she’s going to love having her pussy and ass filled.” He didn’t give her a chance to respond but dove in, taking her mouth and her whimpers into his own.
When Cruz released her lips, Axel asked, “Holly, do you still want to make love?”
Axel chuckled at the desperate sound of her voice. They gotten her need to rise, but they wanted it a little higher for taking her virginity. “Cruz, I’m going to clean up. Why don’t you start with tasting her pussy?”
Cruz smiled. “Gladly. I’ve wanted to taste this tight little pussy since you walked out of the bathroom that first time.”
Holly snorted. “Wow, that long ago?”
He used his shoulder to push her legs wider for his body. “Do you know what sarcasm gets you?”
She shook her head.
He bent and bit down gently on her clit until she was squirming, demanding more. Oh, he’d give her more. He stabbed his tongue into her juicy cunt several times and would swipe at her clit before going back for more.
She was begging for release by the time Axel got back.
“Jeez, Cruz, you work fast.”
Cruz raised his head and grinned. “You had her primed already. Hand me a condom.”
After passing his friend a condom, Axel laid down beside her and moved the shirt off her chest, so she was fully exposed. “I’m going to play with these while Cruz fucks you, okay?”
“Mmmm,” she agreed.
Axel watched as Cruz rolled on the condom and took a place between her legs.
“Are you sure you’re ready for this, baby?”
Holly nodded her head at Cruz and pulled at his shoulder, while her other hand was held in Axel’s.
“Alright. I’m going to play just a bit to get you revved up again—”
“No, just please make love to me. I want you inside of me.”
Cruz bent down and pressed his lips against hers. “Axel, play with her clit until I get my cock into her.”
“Relax. You’re going to like this very much.”
She had to release Axel’s hand because he needed to play with her, and his other arm was holding him up, so she gripped his bicep and let the feelings take over.
Within a minute, she was withering and begging.
Cruz lifted enough to see the emotions that crossed her face. He started pushing into her slowly and watched her eyes widen, but no pain was present, or she couldn’t feel any because of Axel’s manipulation of her clit. He nodded at Axel to pinch her clit before pushing through her hymen until he could go no further.
The only indication that she was affected by him taking her virginity was her gasp and the way she stiffened for a brief moment and then relaxed. He waited for her to get used to the sensation and then slowly started pumping in and out. He gritted his teeth when his orgasm stayed right below his control. He wanted her to orgasm with him inside. He watched Axel cradle her cheek and murmur to her, praising her and kissing her every once in a while.
“Fuck. Help, Axel. I’m too close.”
Axel chuckled and moved his hand back down where he could play with her clit again and push her over. He watched the sweat break out on both their bodies and their breathing come in puffs and moans. He could tell that Holly was enjoying herself as she tried to make Cruz go faster, pushing her heels into his butt cheeks as her demands grew louder.
Cruz felt her cunt tighten on him, almost like a vice. He could barely move. “That’s it, baby. Come for me,” he roared.