[Siren Publishing Menage Everlasting: Erotic Romance, Menage, Romantic Suspense, Reverse Harem, Western, Cowboy, MC, Men in Uniform, Contemporary, MFMM, HEA]
Terri O’Brien is trapped in a life she never chose. Numerous escape attempts result in punitive abuse, she tries to survive while biding her time. Being the daughter of the president of a notorious motorcycle gang, Terri doesn’t think she’ll ever be free.
Draven, Kyden and Langston Reeve, three of the many deputies and men of the small rural town, line the streets of Slick Rock with the intent of protecting the businesses and innocent citizens after hearing the notorious biker gang is heading their way.
When Terri stumbles on the street walking toward the diner, Ky saves her from a nasty fall. When their gazes connect and he sees the fear in her eyes, he realizes she needs help.
After managing to get a hidden message to Terri, Ky and his brothers try everything they can to rescue her from a life she doesn’t want.
When she isn’t sure the men will be able to save her in time, Terri decides to take matters into her own hands.
Becca Van is a Siren-exclusive author.
When Ozzy moved away from her, turning his back, she breathed a sigh of relief, climbed off the bike, removed her helmet, and combed her fingers through her hair. She hated having helmet hair and though she could’ve put her tresses up into a braid this morning, she’d been too angry to care how she looked. She turned to see that the gang were already walking toward the street where the diner was and though she knew she should follow, she gave herself a few more moments to just breathe while trying to get her fear under wraps.
When she was ready—not that she’d ever be ready for what her asshole father and his herd did—she started moving after the pack. She was highly aware of the three tense deputies standing on the pavement close to the curb staring at many of the gang as they sauntered passed. Terri wondered if they were memorizing faces so they could check up whether there were outstanding warrants for the members. When she saw another man further down the street holding his cell phone up, she wondered if he was filming the gang members. While she hoped that was the case, if her father or the others noticed there would be hell to pay. Thankfully, her dad and his men were too busy talking and laughing to take much noticed of the man. Maybe they were deliberately ignoring him. The guy with the phone never once looked up from his screen, so she figured she’d guessed wrong
However, she hoped they were memorizing faces because about ten of the guys in the club were wanted by the police for various felonies. Most of them for violence against women, dealing drugs and other stuff she couldn’t remember off the top of her head.
One of the three men turned to gaze at her over his shoulder. His eyes widened and his lips parted as he stared at her. She glanced away, her cheeks heating with discomfort but she couldn’t stop herself from looking at him again. When she noticed he was eying her body over, another blast of heat seared her face and though she hoped her cheeks weren’t pink with embarrassment, she knew otherwise.
The deputy lifted his gaze to hers again, his blue orbs connecting with hers. She felt the attraction between them, forced herself to remove her eyes from his and promptly tripped over a crack or something else on the sidewalk. She gasped as she started to fall, her hands out in front of her to catch herself from planting face first into the concrete, but a firm hand grasped her upper arm just before a muscular arm snagged her around the waist.
A warm, hard body pressed against hers and she blushed profusely as she stared up into those masculine blue eyes. “Are you all right, miss? Are you hurt?” the deputy asked, the deep timbre of his voice washing over and through her, causing goosebumps to break out over her skin. Terri was glad she still had her leather jacket on even though she’d unzipped it, but suddenly she was so overheated she started to perspire.
“Get your hands off her pig,” one of the women walking behind her sneered with attitude.
Terri was surprised when the officer ignored the bitch. She’d also been hoping to be left behind so she could run, but there was always someone who hung back keeping an eye on her. She’d bet that he’d ordered the bitch to watch over her. From the corner of her eye she saw the slut hurrying along the street and knew she was going for reinforcements. Terri needed to move away from him and the other guys quickly or there was going to be trouble. “I’m okay. Thank you for saving me.”
“Terri, what the fuck do you think you’re doing?” Ozzy shouted.
Terri shuddered with fear and revulsion and she knew the deputy felt her reaction when she tensed.
“Are you sure you’re okay?” he asked again.
Terri shook her head but quickly changed the motion to a nod. The last thing she needed, wanted was to cause conflict and start an all-out war. So she nodded again, stepped back, and said, “Thanks for helping me.”
“I’m going to give you control, baby. That way if it hurts you can stop any time you want. Okay?” He grasped her arms, pulled her onto his lap, held her against him, turned then lay down on his back.
“I don’t know what to do,” she said.
“Do whatever comes naturally, honey.” Ky caressed a hand down her back.
“There’s no right or wrong between consenting adults, sweetheart,” Lang said.
“My brothers are right, baby. You do whatever feels good for you,” Draven said.
“What about what feels good for you?” She frowned.
“Anything you do to me will feel good, Terri.”
“Will you tell me if it doesn’t?”
“I promise, baby.”
She bent over, kissed him ravenously, then braced her hands on his chest, shifted her knees to the sides of his hips, straddling his thighs. When she looked at his cock, licking her lips, he couldn’t stop himself from growling and closing his eyes.
He opened them again when she gripped the base of his cock, jacking him a few times. She lifted higher onto her knees, knee-walked up his body, then pressed the head to her cunt. Staring into his eyes, she lowered herself down onto him, taking the head into her wet, hot body.
He smoothed his hands from her hips over her ribs, palming her breasts, kneading them then rolling and plucking at her nipples. She moaned, her eyelids drooping with passion, before she sank down further onto him. She stopped, circled her hips, gasped then dropped down hard and fast, impaling her pussy onto his dick then froze.
“You okay, Terri? I can get some lube if you need it.”
“I think I’m wet enough,” she said breathlessly. “I can feel it dripping from me.”
Just as she finished speaking he felt some of her honey drip onto his balls.
She closed her eyes, pressed her hands harder against his chest, then raised up and sank onto him again. She moaned and he grunted.
Draven had never felt so fucking much in his life. His heart was so full he wasn’t sure he could hold any more emotions without it bursting from his chest.
Being with her like this was the most poignant, special moment in his life. He didn’t think anything she did would ever surpass their first moment together.
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Terri was glad that Draven had given her control, even though she wasn’t sure what she was doing. When he’d first breached her pussy, she’d felt her barrier tear and it had stung so fiercely she’d almost been brought to tears. The pain had stopped and when he’d entered her further, she’d been about to ask him to stop, but he’d pulled out before she could.
After he’d withdrawn the hurt had begun to fade and even though she’d expected it to return when she’d taken him back inside of her, it hadn’t. Staring at his cock had brought her arousal to blazing life again and all she could think about was having his dick filling her to the brim.
She’d been cautious at first but when there was no more pain, she’d decided to take the bull by the horns and just get any and all other hurting over at once. His cock was so thick, he was stretching her gloriously.
Terri raised up until the head was left inside of her, then she slammed back down onto him and moaned. The heated friction of his dick gliding and massaging along her inner walls was so amazing, she did it again and again. Each time she moved she gradually increased the pace, moving faster, taking him back inside of her harder until their flesh was slapping together.
Draven was watching her through hooded eyes, his hands kneading her breasts, his fingers pinching her hard, sensitive nipples.
When she accidentally moved back then forward as she shifted her knees while moving up and down at the same time, she gasped. When she’d done that, the head of his cock had rubbed against a highly sensitive spot inside of her, making her jerk and her inner walls to clench. Closing her eyes, tipping her head back and undulating to a beat only she could hear, she sped up. The base of his dick rubbed against her clit and she could already feel the pressure building.
He was groaning and panting so she knew he liked what she was doing. He moved his hands from her boobs to her hips and then he was helping her to move.
She opened her eyes when the bed dipped near her knee to see Lang getting up onto his knees beside her. He cupped a breast, swirled his tongue around the areola, sucked the tip into his mouth then drew on it firmly.
“Yes!” she cried out.