[LoveXtreme Forever: Erotic Contemporary Romantic Suspense Romance, M/F/M/M/M, reverse harem, HEA]
Casey feels broken down and as if she just isn't meant to achieve success, and happiness, never mind love. Until she winds up in the arms of four very special men. She has low self-esteem and when her abusive family begins to mentally break her down and convince her that someone else is better for her, someone who will accept her faults and all. She weakens and makes the wrong decision that ultimately threatens her safety and her life.
Dixie Lynn Dwyer is a Siren-exclusive author.
At first Casey thought she might have a heart attack. What were the chances of her meeting Ice’s other brothers tonight? She was still processing her thoughts about Ice kissing her and where this could lead. Then she thought about Theo and her family and the nonsense going on with them, which made her feel like she wasn’t good enough for Ice. Now here she was engaging in conversation, and they were pretty easy to talk to. Plus, she enjoyed listening to them teasing one another.
She couldn’t help but to smile and be envious. They were brothers. It was obvious that they were close. It made her wish she was closer to her brother and that their upbringing hadn’t been so violent and surrounded by abuse.
“You should come by and see the piece in person. Well, if Frankie allows you to. He’s all hush-hush about his piece of artwork.” Ranger took another bite from his burger.
She panicked a moment. She couldn’t imagine being alone with them at their home. No, that would be a mistake. She didn’t really know Ice’s intentions, and to assume that all the brothers were attracted to her was being stupid. They knew about Lionel and the incident. It embarrassed her.
“It’s late, and I have an early class tomorrow then work.” She said took a fry and ate a small bite from it.
“The self-defense class at the Y?” Ice asked her, and she felt Roman’s and Ranger’s eyes on her as she glanced at Frankie, who squinted at her looking concerned and maybe angry.
She swallowed hard. “Yes, at the Y. Then I have something else to do.”
“How about in the afternoon? I have a few clients but am finished around five. Dinner maybe?” Ice asked her.
“At your house?” she asked.
“Yeah, we can cook on the grill, do something easy, and just relax out on the patio,” Ice suggested then took a sip from his drink.
The others were very quiet. She wasn’t sure if they wanted her to come over or if it was just Ice’s idea. She could see this turning into a situation where his brothers got annoyed if she came over and ruined their time together.
“It’s a good idea, unless you don’t want to,” he said to her. She pushed a strand of hair behind her ear.
“I guess I could come by,” she told Frankie, and he gave a small smile.
“Bring some pictures of the dresser you’re working on, and I can see if they have anything that can fit it that you were looking for. I’m going to the barnhouse next week sometime.”
“Oh, is that the place Ice mentioned where you can find accent furniture pieces and things?” she asked.
“Sure is,” Ice said to her, his eyes never leaving her face.
“I’m supposed to stop by Dion’s class tomorrow. He got me some of his cousin’s barbecue sauce. Maybe we can use it on some ribs, if Ice is up to some prep work,” Roman teased.
“Me? If you want to do that, then you have the lighter schedule tomorrow. Wait, do you like ribs, Casey?” Ice asked.
“I haven’t had them in a while, but yes.”
“Okay, we can make salad and maybe some chicken, too, just in case,” Ice added.
“In case what?” Roman asked.
“In case you screw up the ribs,” Ranger said, and they laughed.
“Better than your baked-beans situation a few months back,” Roman said to him.
“Hey, that wasn’t my fault. I got sidetracked, and they burned,” Ranger replied.
“Sidetracked by watching old footage of football games and classic plays.”
“Who wouldn’t have got caught up in watching that?”
They all laughed, and Casey hoped that she wasn’t making a mistake here. She really liked hanging out with the guys, and they didn’t make her feel on edge or like she was doing something wrong and waiting to get reprimanded. Maybe she would have time to make some homemade brownies for dessert and surprise them? She was suddenly feeling excited about having dinner with the four men who had truly intimated her in so many ways.
“You like working at the boutique?” Ice asked, and Roman began to stroke her knee and under the material of her dress. She leaned back to look at Ice as she spoke.
“It’s okay, but I would really like to have my own place one day. You know sell things I’ve made, like furniture and other things,” she said as Ice leaned closer.
“You can do anything you want to set your mind to Casey.” He then pressed his lips to hers.
“With the right support too,” Roman added, and his palm slid under her dress and over her thighs where they met.
He gave them a tap, and she knew he wanted to do some exploring. She uncrossed her legs and then heard things moving, but Ice was kissing her and Roman was adjusting her body on the couch. She slid lower, felt Roman lower off the couch then slide her panties down. Her breath hitched, and she moaned as Ice cupped her cheek with one hand before Roman slid his fingers into her wet, needy cunt. She moaned louder, and Ice released her lips to kiss along her jaw.
“Nice and easy, baby. Not too much. Just getting you used to us.” Ice encouraged.
She looked at him, lips parted, eyes holding his greedy ones. “It’s too soon.” She panted as Roman thrust his fingers a little faster then slid his palm under her ass and lifted her ass and pussy off the couch. His head lowered, and then his mouth replaced his fingers.
“Roman.” She squealed and reached for his head. She didn’t want him off of her. She wanted his mouth firmer over her cunt. She tilted her hips upward, and then Ice kissed her again. She felt the couch cushion dip, and when Ice released her lips, Frankie was there to cup her cheek and kiss her.
“So delicious and giving. She’s coming like a faucet. Taste her, Ice. Fucking taste our Casey’s sweet cream,” Roman said, and Ice got up and took his place. They were breaking down her defenses, making her want things and desire things she thought she didn’t deserve or would never have. When Ice was between her legs, she felt his bearded skin and the thrust of his tongue into her cunt. She felt it slide along her pussy then her asshole.
She pulled from Frankie’s mouth. Ice released her cunt.
“She has a nice tight bud, Ranger,” he said to his brother.
“Incredible. Let me see and feel for myself,” Ranger said, and he switched places with Ice. Ranger explored her next. Stroked her cunt then licked her from pussy to asshole. Back and forth he stroked her, and she moaned and came.
“Beautiful,” Frankie said to her and held her gaze. “Your eyes are amazing, Casey. You’re so lovely, so perfect.”
She was going to tell him that he was wrong. That he was the perfect one and then she felt Ranger’s thick, hard finger slide right into her asshole.
“Oh!” She gripped onto Frankie and Roman. “Oh God, Ranger. Ranger, what are you doing? Oh.” She rocked her hips and ass. She felt the burning sensation and then started panting.
“Ever have a cock in your ass, baby?” Ranger asked her, holding her gaze as he pumped fingers into her cunt and asshole. She shook her head.