[Siren LoveXtreme Forever: Erotic Romance, Menage, Romantic Suspense, Contemporary, Military, MFMMMM, HEA]
Samira is recovering physically and mentally from her late ex’s abuse. She is building her self-confidence and taking control of her life. She's setting her goals and looking to achieve it all independently. The last thing she wants or thinks she needs is the complications of another relationship. But the Rexler brothers—Andre, Hanz, Fergus, Fonda, and Morton—are quite the insistent force as they show her what real love is. They are older, seasoned and hard core, but when it comes to her they are gentle as could be, and especially hard to resist.
But it’s their past, not her own, that catches up with them, in the form of a soldier gone rogue out to get revenge for his brother, killed by the Rexlers on their most recent mission. And what better way to destroy them than to strike at the woman they love?
Dixie Lynn Dwyer is a Siren-exclusive author.
“It’s nice to see you guys are back, and looking unharmed. How are Andre and Hanz doing?” she asked and she noticed them look a little serious. She knew that Andre was okay, but was something wrong with Hanz? She squinted. “Is Hanz okay?” she asked with concern.
Fergus pulled out the chair for her to sit as the others did.
“He’s good, baby, come sit. What would you like to drink?” Fergus asked in a serious tone she recognized as one that meant to be a good soldier and ask no questions. She knew enough from her friends who were involved with active duty soldiers to not ask. However, it was another indicator of how wrong these men would be for her. She was better off with a non-military type man. The only problem was meeting that type, feeling such an attraction and actually feeling safe enough to explore it. Since it wasn’t an option she was good being single, and making her life perfect.
A glass of chardonnay and she sat back listening to these men all rank on one another and then tell stories. She couldn’t help but to laugh, and also recognize the camaraderie amongst them all. As they got a little explicit in details, then pulled back apologizing to her, she knew their lives had been adventurous and dangerous and she couldn’t help but to be proud of them. She was getting an even better understanding of the men’s capabilities as Coda talked about some mission where Fergus got caught in an explosion in a building with Andre and they all thought they were dead when suddenly the both appeared covered in black soot and carrying two children and two babies each. Her jaw dropped and she looked at Fergus.
“Weren’t you scared? Did you guys get burned, did the children?” she asked.
“We were fine,” he said, seemingly uncomfortable by her question and perhaps his friends telling that story.
“These Rexler brothers are pretty hard core men who run right into danger. They don’t come any tougher, well, except for us. We got them beat,” Frank said and winked at her. He was a flirt and then some.
“Cool it, or we’ll be heading to the training center and showing your asses up again,” Fonda said and they laughed and ranked on each other some more. Fergus ran his palm along her knee under the table while Morton, who sat next to her, kept his arm over the back of her chair. They kept her super close and the heat of their bodies made her feel as if a blanket of warmth covered her.
It was getting late and they all stood up to leave and she watched the guys hug and slap one another’s backs. Their friends took her hand and each kissed the top and were flirty, especially Frank.
“We should exchange numbers. Maybe you can give me a tour of Fayetteville sometime,” he said.
Before she could react, Fonda slid his arm around her waist and pulled her close.
“Keep dreaming, Frank. She knows a player when she sees one.”
“Me?” Frank asked and pointed to his chest and the guys all laughed. Coda gave his shoulder a shove. She was shaking from the feel of Fonda’s thick, solid arm around her waist, his grip on her hip bone, and how affected she was by him and his protectiveness.
“Look at our friends’ eyes. Do you have a death wish? They saw her first. If they screw up, then we’ll make moves,” Coda said, surprising her and obviously Fergus, Fonda and Morton, who shook their heads but looked serious. She went to move and walk as well, but Fonda turned her around and cupped her cheek with one hand while he held her around her waist with his arm.
“You’re so beautiful and sweet. You need looking after, sweetie,” he said to her and went to lower his mouth to hers but she turned and his lips hit the corner of her mouth. He mumbled against her skin.
“I know you feel the attraction. Please don’t fear us,” he said, in that thick, deep voice of his, and pulled slightly back. She stared up at him, her head tilted back as he now stood straighter.
“You were all away, it sounded like an intense mission. You’re all being so instantly possessive, and like we’re involved romantically. I’m…you’re very experienced and I think someone with more experience and ready to just give in is a better option for you. I need to go.”
“Get her up on the bed, we all need a taste,” Andre commanded and they removed their tongues and fingers. Fergus lifted her up and lowered her to the bed only for Morton to press her arms back. They spread her thighs and Andre pulled off his shirt, revealing all his muscles, the light dusting of hair on his chest and the line that led into his jeans. He was a model, a sexy, thick, solid model of a man and he was hers. She lifted her torso up.
“You’re so big and beautiful,” she said.
“Not me. You. Fuck, you’re gorgeous and this sexy body is ours,” he said and lowered down to feast on her pussy. He nipped her clit and Morton fondled her breast, suckled on it. Fonda suckled on her other breast. She locked on to Hanz and Fergus, they were naked and she saw the scars on their bodies, the one red one on Hanz’s arm.
“Hanz?” she questioned.
“No questions. I’m here with you. Say you’re ready to make love to us, and let us claim you fully your men. Say it, baby. We need this, need you,” he said.
“Oh God,” she moaned and Andre suckled and lifted her ass cheeks, hitting her pussy and her asshole with his tongue. He stroked it over and over again.
“Say yes!” Morton demanded.
“Yes, oh God, yes, I want more. I want to taste each of you,” she exclaimed. Andre moved his mouth and lowered her legs. He pressed over her as his brothers released her. He cupped her cheek, his forearm heavy against her much smaller frame and breast.
“Are you sure? There’ll be no turning back, no regrets.”
“I know. I feel it. It has to be real.”
“Oh baby, it is very fucking real,” Fergus said as he undressed and so did his brothers.
“Do we need condoms?” Andre asked.
“No, I have an IUD, but if you’ve been active—”
He squeezed her jaw gently and shook his head.
“It’s been a while. We have never taken a woman together, all of us.”
“Really? I thought...I mean you seem so experienced.”
“We know the difference between fucking and making love. We know what this will be, a commitment to you forever.”
“I know that too. God, I fear so much, but not having more of this with you brings a greater fear. I don’t want you to leave me. I can’t even imagine being here alone tonight.”
“You won’t be. Let’s get this started,” Andre said and lowered down to kiss her.
He could crush her, he was so big, that wasn’t his intention as he kissed her tenderly, took his time exploring her mouth, her neck and breasts. She was shaking, now that she made this decision, and as independent as she was trying to be, the woman in her also had a need to be protected, cared for, and to be loved. She felt so much for each of them already, it was crazy. As Andre rolled to his back, taking her with him, he lifted her by her hips.
“I allow you this control, because I want you to know you come first with us, Samira. This relationship is equal all around.” She nibbled her bottom lip, felt her pussy leak cream as she explored his body.
“Control, huh? That has to be a big deal coming from a Commander,” she said and lowered down to lick his nipple and tug on it.
He gave her ass a slap.
“Watch it. I don’t give over control too often.”
“Understood,” she said and then went lower and lower and then licked his cock. She wanted to be good for him, for all of them. She wanted to let go and feel and she knew this was so different than what she had with Jay. Since she made the decision to have sex with five men, she was going to give it her all and whatever happened by the morning, happened.
She pulled his cock between her lips when she felt a large warm hand on her hip, then another spreading her legs wider.
“God damn, woman, your ass is perfection.” Hanz said and lowered down, massaging it as he licked her cunt and asshole.
“You keep working Andre’s cock into your mouth as I get this started,” Hanz said and she tightened up as she felt the tip of his cock at her pussy from behind.
“Loosen those muscles. Open up for all of us,” Fonda said and caressed her hair and her shoulder.
“She is incredible and all ours,” Fergus said, caressing her other shoulder.
“I get that mouth next,” Morton said and she felt the bed dip and him caress her hair just as Hanz nudged his cock into her cunt from behind. She moaned against Andre’s cock and a moment later Hanz thrust his very thick cock into her cunt and moaned.
“Holy fuck,” he exclaimed and it was on. He moved in and out of her slowly.
“You good, baby? You feel it?” he asked and she nodded her head and he continued to thrust and stroke into her as she sucked on Andre’s cock. Andre caressed her hair and tilted his hips upward.
“Your mouth is incredible. You feel perfect,” Andre said.
“She feels like home,” Hanz said, clenching his teeth, thrusting into her over and over again before he came. He hugged her from behind and she released Andre’s cock. Hanz kissed her on the mouth.
“I need her, big guy,” Andre said and Hanz gave her ass a slap and he pulled out of her cunt, moved but then Andre lifted her up and aligned his cock with her pussy and began to push into her. She gripped his shoulders best she could and sank down over his thick, hard cock. He held her gaze, the veins by his temples pulsated and he was turning red.
“Andre?” she questioned as she tried working his thick dick into her.
“Fuck, fuck,” he said.
“Don’t hold back. Take me. I can take it,” she said, thinking that he was holding back as not to scare her. He didn’t scare her. Now that they were making love she felt it was right and she needed more.
“I don’t want to scare you.”
She cupped his cheeks.
“I’m desperate for each of you. I can take it. Take from me what you need. All of you,” she said and he growled and thrust upward, penetrating her fully.