[Menage Amour: Contemporary Menage a Trois Romance, MFM, HEA]
Elisa Carmichael came from a family of lazy, selfish, and destructive women. Her grandmother, aunt, and mother had done nothing right in raising her and her stepsisters. So much harm had been done that Elisa knew she would never take the chance of having a relationship of any kind or bring children into the world. She was terrified she’d end up damaging the child, and she would never forgive herself if that happened.
Damon Wilder and Mack Coleman finally found the woman they’d been looking for. But they also realized there was a lot of emotional damage done that they had to overcome before getting Elisa how they wanted, forever.
Did she have the strength and the trust in herself and the men to move on with her life, or was she going to make them make a choice to take her the way she was or move on?
Elisa waited for the bartender to get her another glass of wine.
One guy after another had stopped her all night asking for some of her time, or to get to know her, and she’d declined them all so far. The only one that had intrigued her was the guy she’d named Vest Guy.
None of the others made her feel anything except irritation and anxiety.
“Here you go,” the guy said and handed the glass to her.
“Thank you,” Elisa said and smiled as she picked up her glass.
The bartender nodded and turned to help another person.
“Hey!” she exclaimed when she turned and someone backed into her, making her spill her wine down the front of her. Thankfully, it was white wine. Unfortunately, it made the white fabric see-through.
“Dammit, I’m sorry, darlin’.”
Elisa paused with her mouth open. This was the second guy that night that had tripped her trigger. This one was tall. An inch or two over six feet, and he looked like he lifted boulders for a living.
The guy grabbed several napkins and started blotting her chest.
“I’ve got it.” She sputtered out a laugh and tried to push his hand away. Elisa tried to hold back any sign of her attraction for him.
“I feel terrible. I’m not usually so klutzy. By the way, my name’s Mack”
Mack’s eyes swept down Elisa. She stood several inches shorter than him. Her dark hair was a little curly and hit just below her shoulders. Her body was slim, but he could see some womanly curves and the definition of muscle in her arms and thighs. What grabbed him the most was her unusual eyes. He’d never seen that color blue before, and they stood out more with her slightly tanned skin.
Her fingers were slim with unpainted nails. He also couldn’t detect a lot of makeup on her face. He disliked it when a woman wore a lot of makeup and it got all over his shirts.
“It really is okay. I can go and change.”
“I really, really hope you don’t,” Mack said and grinned.
Elisa froze at his words and then followed his gaze and noticed how well he could see her nipples through the wet fabric.
She snorted, chuckled, and rolled her eyes. She liked his looks right away, but the fact he could make her laugh was a bonus. He didn’t seem to be one of the obnoxious men that had tried to talk to her or grab at her all tonight.
Elisa shivered when his hand grasped her upper arm to move her out of the way for people.
“What’s your name?”
“What did you do this time?” another voice asked.
Elisa turned and caught her breath when she realized she was standing next to Vest Guy. The one that had helped with Drager. But this time he wasn’t wearing the vest but a button-down shirt and sports jacket.
“I accidentally bumped into her and made her spill her drink.”
Elisa couldn’t seem to take a deep breath. Damn, alone they made her feel hot and needy, but both were wreaking havoc on her whole body.
“I’m Damon, sweetheart.”
She held out a hand. She bit back a hiss from the arousal that seemed to electrify her body.
“It’s very nice to meet you again and under better circumstances.”
Her eyes darted up to his when he wouldn’t release his grip.
“I feel there’s something I’m missing?” Mack asked, looking back and forth.
“I broke up a situation between her and Drager.”
“Oh, hell, what did the asshole do?”
“Elisa didn’t like the way he was treating his sub.”
Mack hooted and turned to her.
“What did you do?”
Elisa scowled at Damon before she turned to Mack.
“Nothing, I gave him my opinion, which he didn’t appreciate. Thankfully, Damon stopped me before I punched his nose.”
Both men threw their heads back and laughed until they had tears in their eyes.
Mack sighed and wiped his eyes.
“Who do you belong to, darlin’?”
Elisa noticed him staring at her neck. She touched the collar Aiden had put on them at the beginning of the night.
“I don’t belong to anyone. I work here.”
Mack’s eyebrows went up.
“At the lodge?”
“For how long?” Damon asked.
“Several months, why?”
“I’ve been here a few times in the last few weeks and haven’t seen you,” Mack told her.
“We’re usually here, and the place is so big it would have been easy to miss each other.”
Damon took off his jacket and draped it over her shoulders when he noticed her trying to cover up her nipples, which were plain to see through the wet fabric.
“Here, this will cover you.”
Elisa grabbed the jacket and held it together over her chest. She could smell Damon’s woodsy scent as the warmth of the coat surrounded her. She felt the heat of a blush cover her face at the looks on the men’s faces.
“I know it probably looks weird. Most of the women here walk around naked or close to it.”
“There’s nothing wrong with being modest, sweetheart,” Damon replied.
“I could just go to my room.”
“It’s up to you,” Damon replied. “But the top will dry pretty quickly. In the meantime, we could check everything out downstairs, if you’re up for it?”
Mack rested his hand on the small of her back.
“What do you say?”
Elisa bit her lip, and both Mack’s and Damon’s natural masculine scents filled her lungs. She wanted to go with them, but the feelings they brought out in her were some she’d never dealt with before and didn’t know if she wanted to put her heart out there. She’d never been this attracted to a man, much less two, in her life.
Elisa's laugh was cut short when Damon pressed her up against a wall and bent to take her mouth in a smoldering kiss that left them both breathless and agonizingly needy.
Mack unbuttoned and pulled off his shirt and then shoes and socks before he went to work on her clothes.
Elisa’s heartbeat spiked when the dress was loosened and thrown off to the side. Mack helped her out of her shoes while Damon pulled off the scrap of sodden fabric that was her panties.
The men groaned when she stood in front of them, naked and ready for them.
Elisa knew they could see how much they were turning her on. Her nipples had never been that hard or achy. Her cream had already coated the inside of her upper thighs, and a flush of desire covered her body.
Mack picked her up and walked to the big bed in the middle of the room. Besides the bed, there was a table with bottled water and some sexual aids they might need like condoms or lube. There was a large chair in the corner, but that was it.
Mack came down on her, nudging her legs apart to make a place for himself. He braced himself on his elbows so he didn’t smash her. Without delay, he bent his head and took her lips, licking and nibbling on them before plunging his tongue into her mouth to duel with hers.
Elisa wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his hips. She pressed and rubbed herself against him, trying to relieve the ache the men caused in her. She ripped her mouth from his.
“Please, Mack. Do something.”
Mack chuckled and smoothed some of her hair off her cheek.
“I am. I’m kissing you.”
Both men chuckled when that made her growl in frustration.
Mack caught sight of Damon. He’d undressed and was sliding onto the mattress. Mack moved to the other side of her, giving Damon access to her body as well.
A gasp burst from Elisa’s mouth as Damon concentrated on her nipples. He pulled and pinched them until they were swollen and red before pulling one into his mouth and sucking vigorously on the bud.
At the same time, Mack was slowly moving downward, starting at her belly button. He nudged her legs farther apart with his shoulders to make enough room for him between her legs. He separated her labia with his thumbs and blew lightly on her swollen clit. He chuckled when a scream tore from her throat.
“I think she likes that. Don’t you, Mack?”
Mack raised his head and grinned at the look on her face.
“I would have to agree with you. Maybe I should do it again just to see.”
Mack bent, blew a puff of air onto her clit, and listened to the sound of need she made.
“I’d have to say yes.”
“Would you both shut up?” Elisa growled.
The men grinned at each other and both bent. Damon bit down on her nipple at the same time Mack bit down on her clit, making her go wild.
“Oh, my God. Please…please,” she begged as her body shook with desire and her hands clenched the blanket.
Mack pushed in a large blunt finger before he slid it out and added another one. He kept thrusting them into her while sucking on her clit, pushing her higher and higher.
“She’s fucking snug,” Mack groaned. “I have to force my fingers into her a bit.”
“Mack, please fuck me. I hurt,” Elisa cried out.
“Enough, get in her,” Damon demanded, at the end of his rope.
Mack sat up and grabbed the condom Damon handed him. He rolled it on and then moved to the end of the bed and pulled her with him. He hooked his arms under her knees and pulled her wide. He set his cock at her entrance and started to push the head in slowly. He gritted his teeth.
“Jesus, she’s too fucking tight.”
Damon played with her nipples as he watched his friend take their woman for the first time. They knew she wasn’t a virgin, but they knew it had been a long time since she’d had sex, and it had only happened a few times in her teens. So, Damon was guessing she was as tight as a virgin was, because Mack had to really work to get his cock into her.
Elisa’s arm wrapped around the arm Damon had over her stomach, and the other still gripped the blanket. She couldn’t get her breathing or heartbeat to slow. The ball of desire that had been in her core since she’d met them expanded into a sphere of agonizing need unlike anything she’d ever dreamed before. Her whole focus was on what the men were doing to her body and how they were making her feel. Her awareness was on those men and nothing else. A bomb could have gone off and she wouldn’t have paid any attention.
Deep groans flew from both Elisa and Mack when he bottomed out inside of her.
Mack studied Elisa’s expression.
“How are you doing, darlin’?”
Elisa gave him a jerky nod.
“It’s…it’s stretching me so much.”
“Are you in pain?” Damon asked her.
Elisa started to nod, stopped, and then shook her head.
“I’m not sure.”
“Do you want me to stop?” Mack asked through gritted teeth.
Elisa shook her head frantically.
“God, no. Please don’t stop. I need…”
Mack started to pull out.
“I know what you need. Just lie back and enjoy it.”
Elisa couldn’t do anything other than lie there and take his thrusts, which started gaining speed and force. A band in her stomach tightened and made her feel like something was going to burst apart inside her.
“Mack…” she pleaded as tears stung her eyes.