[Siren LoveXtreme Forever: Contemporary, Menage, Romantic Suspense, MFMMM, HEA]
Francesca Pouquet is a victim of abuse, but the one love that helped her through it all has been playing the fiddle. She gets lost in the music and the sounds and uses it to cope with the pain.
When she is finally free from her ex's control, it's in her music she finds therapy as she regains her strength and self-confidence and begins to work and make new friends.
It isn't easy and the last thing she expects is to have feelings for four, much older men. The Buristoff brothers, Sodo, Track, Gordon, and Century, know her pain and her case, because they were part of the team investigating. They gain her trust and her love, but she isn't out of danger yet.
She is the center of a federal investigation and ultimately a sacrificial lamb, but Francesca and the Bursitoffs don't figure that out until it's too late.
Dixie Lynn Dwyer is a Siren-exclusive author.
“Hello,” Gordon said to her and she stared way up at him, her head back nearly to her shoulders. They towered over her and especially Gordon who was six feet five.
“Hi,” she whispered and her voice cracked.
“This is Gordon,” he told her and she nodded. He reached his hand out for her to shake, and when their hands touched Sodo saw Gordon squint and Francesca pulled her hand away and rubbed her neck.
“Can I get you something to drink?”
“Water is fine,” he said to her.
“Okay. I’ll take care of that for you guys and then be back to take your food order,” she said but then she went to turn around and then turned back. Gordon hadn’t moved to sit yet. His eyes were on Francesca.
“I… uhm, thank you, for getting back my fiddle for me,” she said to him.
“I’m glad I was able to get it. Have you been playing?”
“Good,” he said and just stared at her,
Sodo watched her and she shyly nodded and excused herself to get their drinks. Gordon and Century watched her and Gordon sat down and exhaled.
“She looks good, a little thin still, but good.”
“Definitely, but Vander and the guys say she is making progress each day. She told us a waitress got sick so she was filling in,” Sodo told him.
“She looks comfortable,” Century said.
“It’s so strange,” Gordon said to them.
“What is?” Century asked.
“Seeing Francesca. Like you know coming into a scene like what we did, her all battered and unconscious while Angelina fought off that scum bag ex of hers. Just so crazy to live in the same town as a victim, a woman who was part of an investigation.”
“It is, yet it’s kind of nice to be able to see her progress. To know she’s getting a new start. She’s young, and very attractive. She’ll be fine,” Sodo added, but it was so strange, because he felt like this conversation was different and like Gordon and Century weren’t saying what was on their mind, or like maybe they were feeling what Sodo was. An attraction to Francesca, which was not good. She was way too young. She had been a victim of abuse for three years. He didn’t even know the details of that abuse, and all he had to go by were her injuries that day when they all went to find her and Angelina. Then afterwards as they continued to help search for Zane, they entered the mansion, and saw the upscale way Francesca had been living, but further searching and they came across the bedroom and one tall locked closet that contained training devices, restraints, and other things that made them all assume that Zane was a masochist.
When Francesca retuned with their drinks, he watched her demeanor. How shy, reserved, and accommodating, almost apologetic for speaking, or suggesting. There was little confidence. They told her what they wanted to eat and she wrote it down, went over it twice, and asked if they needed anything at all. When she walked away, he felt this overwhelming urge to protect her, and for the remainder of the time they were there they watched, his brothers did too as if they felt what he felt until Angelina arrived. Although you could tell immediately that they were sisters, with the same color hair, same green eyes, Angelina’s body was in superb condition, muscular without an ounce of fat on her, full breasts, round, perfect ass, and obvious physical trainer and martial artist’s body. He could imagine Francesca having that same figure if she did the same routine as Angelina, but instead she was thin all over. Her fingers were long, her wrists tiny, and even when Gordon touched her earlier by placing his hand on her wrist, he encased it easily with thumb and pinky with room still between.
She looked delicate, like a porcelain doll you needed to be gentle with, yet there was this feeling he had inside telling him she wasn’t weak. Perhaps that came from knowing she was a survivor.
“Hello, Angelina,” Gordon greeted Angelina, standing up and giving her a kiss and hug hello. Sodo and Century followed.
“Want to join us?” Sodo asked.
“I can sit for a few minutes. I think Fredo is in town and stopping in. I wanted to see how Francesca was doing.”
“She looks great and really seems to fit in with waitressing here,” Century told her. Angelina smiled.
“I was a bit worried, but I have to agree, Century. She does look comfortable. I mean I know she can waitress, we both did that for our family’s café they owned. It’s just, you know, I want her to feel strong.”
“She will get there,” Century said and she nodded.
“She still looks pretty thin. How are things with the counseling?” Gordon asked her and Sodo was surprised that he did. Angelina smiled.
“She’s doing very well with the counseling, and as far as her appetite I think once I can get her to take a few classes at the studio then she’ll gain that appetite back and look and feel healthier.”
“What’s holding her up on the classes?” Sodo asked with concern.
“Ahh, a combination of things. She really isn’t saying and I’m trying to let her work it all out. We’ll see what happens. So are you all coming over tonight for the game still?” she asked.
“That’s the plan,” Sodo told her. She smiled, and then looked up behind Sodo.
“What’s going on over here?” Fredo asked and of course Century placed his arm over Angelina’s chair and leaned closer.
“Just enjoying this gorgeous woman’s company. What is wrong with you and your brothers?” he asked.
“What?” Fredo asked.
“Leaving this woman to walk around town on her own and even come to a nice place like this. You’re out of your minds,” Century teased. Fredo snorted.
“She is not going to fall for your flirtatious crap, bro, and don’t forget how well trained my woman is,” Fredo said and Angelina stood up and gave Century and little tap on his arm.
“You need a girlfriend. I know a few women,” she said.
“No, no, no, don’t need more aggravation. It was hard enough to get rid of the last one,” he said and Gordon laughed. “How many more guys are coming over tonight?” Century asked.
“Just a few of the guys,” Fredo said as Angelina got up and Fredo placed his arm around her waist and pulled her close to him.
“Well I think it’s turned into a few more of your friends. I’m hitting the store when I leave here and then helping the guys cook. So be sure to come hungry,” she told them.
The guys said a few more things, and Sodo thought about Ally and how that hadn’t worked out. She actually cheated on them. She was young and looking for a good time. They were too experienced in everything for someone like that. He sought out Francesca again, and a few guys at a table were smiling and eyeing her over and she was trying to take their order. When the one guy placed his hand on her hip and gave her apron a tug he almost got up, but then Bella’s brother Frederick came over and it was obvious Francesca had Bella’s brothers watching over her as well. Instead of feeling completely relieved, Sodo felt a twinge of jealousy just thinking that maybe Bella’s brother or brothers were interested in Francesca in a romantic way. He really needed to get his mind off of this. They were too old, too hard core, too much of men to even think they could provide for such a delicate, feminine woman like Francesca.
“She is wet and ready,” Century said.
She released Sodo’s lips and held his gaze. His green eyes sparkled and that scruff along his cheeks made him look so carnal and wild.
“Your pace. You’re in control,” he said to her and she nodded and kissed and licked her way down his belly to his cock. They had pushed off their shorts and even took off their shirts. They were gods with all their muscles and tattoos. She lowered her mouth over Sodo’s cock and began to suck him down. Sodo hissed and she felt fingers leave her cunt and then Track bent down and licked her and ate at her cream.
Century squeezed her ass cheek.
“Look at this ass, it’s perfect,” he said and she felt the nip to it. As Track stroked her, she moaned and came, and sucked Sodo faster and with vigor. He grunted. “My God, baby, your mouth is incredible. I’ve needed you, fantasized about you doing this to me,” he admitted and it encouraged her to continue, to know they fantasized about her and wanted her as much as she fantasized about them. She felt his cock thicken right before he grunted and came. As she eased her mouth from his cock Track lifted her up into his arms and then kissed her on the mouth as he lowered her to the bed. He kissed along her neck, her breasts, sucking on each tit, making her pussy need, and she contemplated letting them make love to her. How could she do that? They hadn’t known one another that long, hadn’t dated or even discussed things fully. She couldn’t make the same mistake she did with Zane and just go by an attraction, even though this felt more like a combustion. This was outrageously delicious and amazing. She moaned and lifted her torso and he ran his palm down her breast and belly to her pussy. “Open for me, for us,” he said to her. She popped her eyes open, and she did, just as she raised her arms above her head, causing her breasts to lift.
“Holy fuck, I’m going to come before I even get to feel that mouth on me,” Century admitted. She chuckled and then Track began to feast on her pussy, to plunge his tongue in and out of her until he got his fill and was stroking his own cock.
“Let me,” she said to him and he climbed up her body, lifted above her, and she sucked on him just like that. She didn’t panic that he was completely above her, covering her where all he had to do was lower that thick, heavy body over her and suffocate her. She panicked slightly, but Century, Sodo, and Gordon were there to ease her mind and make her want more.
“Holy crap, Francesca, you look so hot, so sexy as you trust Track to fuck your mouth like that.”
“She sure does, bro. Put your arms by your sides. Let him have full control. Show Track you trust him completely,” Gordon said and she was shocked by this, but also turned on by it. She lowered her arms and continued to suck on Track who gently stroked into her mouth. Century and Sodo pinched her nipples and she couldn’t resist lifting her hands up to cup Track’s tight, muscular ass as he ricked into her mouth. “I’m there,” he said and she prepared for the gush of cum just as it hit the back of her throat and she swallowed. He eased out and lowered down to kiss her as he cupped her cheeks, straddled her waist, but somehow kept his weight off of her. “Thank you,” he said and eased off of her only for Century to pull her into his arms and kiss her next. He lowered her to her back and feasted on her, taking his time to suckle each breast, to stroke her very swollen needy cunt and then take another taste of her cream. She held his head, spread her thighs, and lifted and lowered to the bed.
“So fucking delicious, I could eat you out for hours, sexy. Fuck,” he said and lifted up and grunted as he held his cock.
“Let me taste you, pleasure you too, Century,” she said and started to get up. She ran her hands over him, helped him as he eased to his back, spread his thighs, and she took in the sight. All those dips and ridges of muscles, the tattoos, the seasoned expression. She had herself four older, sexy men, and she was completely turned on by that. She eased over him and kissed his lips. As she ran her hands through his hair and they made out, he squeezed her ass and widened her ass cheeks. Someone dipped a finger into her cunt and then rubbed the cream over her asshole.
“She likes this a lot,” Sodo said, giving away that it was him.
“I like watching that a lot,” Gordon said and chuckled.
“Crazy,” Track added and then she kissed down Century’s chest as he eased his fingers through her hair but then quickly released his hold and raised his arms up as if remembering Gordon’s orders. She looked up at him. “It’s okay. I’m okay, Century,” she said.
“You sure are because you know you’re safe with us,” he said to her and she nodded, continued the path with her mouth to his cock as Sodo and Track kissed and licked her spine and her ass. Just as she started to suck on Century’s cock, she felt a tongue slide over her pussy and asshole and the fingers slide into both holes. She moaned loudly. Century grunted in pleasure and Sodo, Track, and Gordon egged her on, encouraged by strokes, by mouths, and by words.