[Siren Menage Amour: Erotic Romance, Contemporary, Romantic Suspense, MFM, HEA]
Hanna had lived most of her life in the shadows until a threat that could destroy her life made her run. The men found her and took her home with them. With help from others, she was saved from a fate worse than death. Now, she had to convince herself that she was good enough to be their woman, but it was harder than she thought, and she made mistakes that could cost her their love.
Drake and Calen found Hanna in an unlikely place. They vowed to protect her when they found out what she was running from. It didn’t take them long to decide to claim her for their own because she was everything they’d been looking for in a woman. After the threat was gone, the new challenge was to get Hanna to believe she was worthy of them and to stay with them forever.
Drake pulled the boxes away from the building, squatted, and shined his light on it. “It’s a small window. There’s no way a man or even a teenage boy could fit through there.”
Calen studied it. “Someone has gone in and out. Look at the smudges around the edges and on the sill.”
“Fuck. There’s no way we can get in through here.”
“Let’s go in the back door. The lock is flimsy, and there’s no alarm,” Calen said.
They walked to the door, and Calen pulled out the knife he always carried. He slid it into the crack between the door and the doorjamb.
“Got it,” he said.
Drake nodded and kept his eye out for anything. He followed Calen into the building.
The place was old, but clean. They walked down a hallway and passed an office, a bathroom, and a locked door before getting to the main room.
They would check out the locked room later if they didn’t find anything.
He walked behind the counter where the pharmacist stood during the day and checked all the cupboards that held all the drugs to ensure they were locked. It was a good thing Mr. Franklin was very strict about them. His light went over everything.
Calen got his attention. “Anything?”
Drake shook his head. “No.”
“Shit. It has to be a kid or a small woman, and that worries me. Neither should be on their own like this.”
“I know. Let’s keep looking.”
They walked up and down the aisles looking for any clue.
“I got something,” Calen said.
Drake headed his way. He saw him standing by the checkout counter. “What have you got?”
“There’s a stack of food here.”
“What are you thinking?” Drake asked as he looked over the counter and around the area to check for anyone hiding.
“The person was gathering this, heard us, and hid.”
Drake nodded and studied the pile. It was food, baby wipes, and a few bottles of water. There was also a woman’s magazine. He picked it up. “This tells us something. I doubt a kid would want to read this when I saw a bunch of teen and star magazines.”
Calen nodded. “Where the fuck is she?”
Drake was anxious to find the person, too. “Let’s keep looking.”
They backtracked, looking for any clue.
Calen stopped suddenly and held a hand up. He pointed to the front and mouthed, ‘I heard something.’
Drake nodded, and they both quietly headed that way. He kept one hand on the butt of his gun just in case and walked around the counter. At first, he didn’t see anything, but then a slight movement caught his attention.
Drake pointed his light down. There was a plastic garbage container, and he saw something behind it. He squatted down and pulled it out from under the counter, and he shined his flashlight and saw two startling, fear-filled, beautiful blue eyes.
He grunted and jerked back when a tiny individual tried to push him over; he dropped his flashlight so he could grab the person around the waist as she tried to run by him.
He was careful handling her and ensured the woman wouldn’t hurt herself. “Hey, easy. No one’s going to hurt you. We’re cops.”
Fuck, he shouldn’t have said that because it set her off again. She fought as hard as she could, but she was small and fragile. It didn’t take long for her energy to wane, and she lay in his arms limply.
“You don’t have to be afraid of us, honey.” He thought he heard her say something. “What did you say?”
“All men are bad.”
Drake made sure his grip was firm, but gentle. “No, that’s not true.”
Calen stood off to the side. “Can you tell us your name?”
She shook her head. “No. Just let me go. Please. I’ll leave, I promise. I didn’t hurt anything.”
“I’m sorry, but no,” Calen said. He pointed his flashlight down away from their faces.
Drake loosened his hold a bit and turned her to face him, keeping his hands on her shoulders. There was just enough street light coming in through the window and the light from Calen’s flashlight to see her clearly. Her hair was long and black with a bit of curl and in need of a good washing. She was a foot or so shorter than him and too thin. Not emaciated, but she didn’t look healthy. She looked pale like she hadn’t been out in the sun at all in months. But it was her large, soft blue eyes that got him. They were almost too big for her face. He guessed once she gained weight, her face would fill out. She was beautiful, and his body was already responding to her.
Hell, he hoped she was of age. He saw she had breasts beneath her oversized T-shirt, but that didn’t mean she was full grown, and there was no way he’d cross that line if she were a juvenile.
“Honey,” Drake said. “I swear to you we won’t hurt you. We just want to help.”
He hated the tears that filled her eyes. “No one can help. Just let me go.”
“While you do that, I’m going to get a taste of our baby’s cunt.”
“You what?” she asked, confused when he moved down the bed and then in between her legs. “Hey, wait.” She tried pushing him away, and it was like trying to push a boulder. “Drake, stop.”
He laughed. “No, I’ve wanted a taste of this cunt for days.”
“It’s not sanitary.” A scream burst from her when he separated her pussy lips and blew on her hard clit. She stared up at the ceiling as the most intense sensations raced through her body. This couldn’t be real, right? How could something feel so good and be so gross simultaneously?
She arched off the mattress as her grip tightened on the blanket under her. “Oh, God.”
When Calen came back, he chuckled as he lay down beside her and rested his hand on her stomach to hold her steady for Drake. “I think she likes this, Drake.”
Drake hummed. “I love this. She tastes like peaches and cream.”
“I love peaches. I can’t wait to taste her.”
Calen cupped her face with his hand. “Drake’s making you feel good, isn’t he?”
“Um…I don’t know. It’s so much, and it’s yucky.”
“Oh, baby, there’s nothing yucky about you. We know this is new for you, so we’re going to take this slow.”
She grabbed onto his wrist. “Wait. Does that mean you guys won’t…you know?”
“Fuck you?” Calen asked and then grinned.
“Do you want us to, baby?” Calen asked.
She nodded. “More than anything. I want to feel close to you guys, and we will, won’t we, if we…you know?”
“Yes, baby. You’re not ready for the ultimate bonding between us.”
“Yes, I am,” she said and then cried out when Drake pushed a finger into her cunt.
“I’m talking about one of us in your cunt at the same time the other is in your ass.”
Her eyes widened, and her heart flipped in her chest. “That can’t happen. You’ll tear me apart.”
Calen smiled. “No, we would never do that. We’d have to prepare you first, but I can guarantee you’re going to love it.”
She shook her head. She didn’t see how that was even possible, and then her thoughts splintered. “Ohhhh.”
“What’s Drake doing to you, baby?”
“He’s stretching me.”
“Yes, he’s getting you ready to take his cock. Are you sure that’s what you want?”
She nodded, even though she could feel her fear start to grow.
“Don’t stiffen up. Drake about has you ready.”
“Will he go first?”
Calen nodded. “Yes, he’ll take your virginity, but I’ll get your ass virginity.”
“I’ve never heard of that.”
Calen chuckled. “I think we’re going to teach you a lot.”
Drake pulled out of her and grabbed something, which she assumed was the condom, Calen handed him. Calen kept her attention on him when she wanted to look at Drake.
“No, concentrate on me until he gets ready.”
She nodded and lifted her hand to his hair. Although it was short, it was still soft, and she could run her fingers through it.
“I’m ready,” Drake said.
“Concentrate on Drake, but I’ll be right here. He’ll take good care of you, baby, but this is a once-in-a-lifetime thing, and it will bond you guys together.”
“And you?” she asked.
“Baby, look at me.”
She turned her head to see Drake as he came over her. Calen moved to the side but was still close by. Her arms went around Drake.
“I’m going to take care of you. Just relax.”
She felt something bump against her cunt and then start to push in. Her anxiety rose when the pressure kept getting worse. “I don’t know…”
Drake thrust forward, and the spear of pain that he caused made her cry out and start to sob as she tried to push him off of her.
“Stop. I hate this.”
Drake had his mouth by her ear and tried soothing her, but it took a moment for her to calm enough to hear him.
“Easy. I know that hurt, but it will never hurt again.”
“You promise?” she asked and sniffed.
“Yes, baby. We promise. How does it feel now?”
She still felt tender but didn’t feel any of the throbbing pain she had before. “I…I think I’m okay.”
“Good girl. Tell me if this hurts.” He started thrusting inside of her cunt slowly and carefully until she started lifting her hips and begging.
“That’s it. Take my cock. Take all of me,” Drake said and increased the speed. “Fuck, Calen, she’s tightening up on me, but she needs help to go over.”
She heard them talking but didn’t understand the words because her whole focus was on how Drake was making her feel.
Calen slipped his hand in between them. She had no idea what he was doing until she felt him flicking and pinching her clit. The wave of sensation rolled over her and scared her because it was something she had never imagined, but it wouldn’t be stopped.