[Siren Menage Everlasting: Menage, Multiple partners, Sci-Fi, Post-Apocalyptic, Futuristic, MFM, HEA]
Grace wants to feel safe and cared for, but can she trust Hank and Forest to be the men for her? They appear to be strong, but it takes more than strength to assure her of their good intentions. She wants to be happy and loved.
Forest and Hank are instantly attracted to Grace when they meet her. They quickly set about to win her over to them. They want her to go home with them and be their woman, but she’s resistant at first.
Once they have her at home with them, the work has just begun. Now they have to prove they’re good men and will treat her like the treasure she is to them.
Grace soon finds herself falling in love with them, but is that enough to weather the winter and the dangers ahead? She hopes so. Love brings surprises and they have a big one ahead of them.
Marla Monroe is a Siren-exclusive author.
“Come on. I’ll stick close to you until you feel a little easier around them. You’re not alone, Grace. We’re all here with you,” Charlie assured her.
Grace drew in a deep breath and nodded. “Okay. I guess I’m ready.”
Charlie smiled and strode across the room to the door. When she opened it, Grace almost bolted again, but steeled her spine and focused on putting one foot in front of the other until she was standing outside on the front porch.
Everyone was milling around talking, looking relaxed and friendly. Her friends were chatting with several of the men as if they’d known them for years instead of hours. It just showed how different she was from them. She’d always been shy and reserved around the opposite sex. With her friends, she’d always been open and relaxed. Men were different.
Charlie says they won’t hurt me, but how do I know what they’ll do once we’re alone? How can I just go with two of them without really knowing them?
Two men approached her as she stood gripping the railing on the porch. Charlie remained by her side, but Grace felt like she was all alone as they walked up to them.
“Hi. My name’s Hank and this is Forest.”
The man had dark brown hair with a little grey mixed in and equally brown eyes. He looked to be about six feet and was muscular with long strong-looking legs. The one he had introduced as Forest had black hair that was a little shaggy with grey eyes. He was a few inches taller than Hank. Her initial reaction was that they were good-looking men, making heat burn up her neck to her cheeks. Then she let her nerves overwhelm her again and stepped back from the railing.
“Hey, guys. This is Grace,” Charlie said, giving her a little shove in their direction.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Grace,” Hank said with a smile that brightened his face as well as his eyes.
Grace opened her mouth then closed it before finally getting a hi out in a little squeak. Why was she so nervous around them? Yes, men made her wary, but these men, her friend assured her, were good. She had to get hold of herself and show some backbone. She swallowed and tried again.
“Hi. It’s good to meet you, too.”
“I’m going to go see what Jackie is up to,” Charlie said, giving Grace’s shoulder a supporting squeeze before strolling off the porch and across the yard.
“Would you like to sit down?” Hank asked.
“Yeah. That would be nice,” she said, walking over to the chairs on the porch.
She sat gripping the arms of the rocking chair as Hank sat next to her and Forest leaned back against the railing.
“You’re uncomfortable with us,” Forest said, cocking his head to one side.
“It’s been a long time since we’ve been around men other than Denver and Gordon. The only men we’ve seen in years have been men who wanted to take us. I don’t know you,” she said.
“We won’t hurt you, Grace. We just want to get to know you, see if you think you might be interested in being our woman,” Forest said.
“How can anyone make up their mind about something this serious in only a few hours?” Grace asked.
“We’re willing to stay a few days to let you get to know us better,” Hank said.
“A few days. That’s hardly long enough to form an opinion of someone. People used to take months, even years to get to know someone before they got married,” Grace pointed out.
“Times have changed. No one has that luxury anymore. We have to get back soon and get ready for winter. It won’t be long before the snow will come, and there are chores that need doing to prepare for it,” Forest said.
“We were attracted to you the instant we saw you earlier. When you disappeared inside, we were worried you wouldn’t come back out. Are you more interested in someone else?” Hank asked.
“No,” she said. “This is all so sudden to me. Making up my mind about going to live with two men I hardly know is a little frightening.”
“Her pussy is squeezing my fingers like a vise,” Forest said in a husky voice between gritted teeth. “Can’t wait to see how it feels around my dick.”
Forest rolled over on top of her and nipped at her jaw then sucked on her earlobe. His weight felt good on her for some reason. It felt right. When he straddled her body and sat up, she all but moaned in disappointment.
“Grace. Look at me, darling. We need to talk,” he said.
“What?” she asked, unwilling to lose the amazing feelings slipping away.
“I’m going to fuck you now. You understand it’s going to hurt this first time, right?” Forest asked.
She sighed. “I know.”
“We’ll make it as easy as we can,” Forest said.
“How?” she asked, curious as to what they could do to lessen the pain she knew to expect.
“I’ll show you,” Forest said with a smug smile.
He crawled down her body until he was between her legs so that her feet were over his shoulders. She’d read about oral sex but hadn’t for one second believed she’d ever experience it. She started to close her legs to prevent him from going there, but he just shoved his wide shoulders between her legs and dipped his head.
White hot pleasure sang through her pussy as he licked up her slit then around her clit with the tip of his tongue. She’d always assumed the books described it to be much better than it would actually feel like, but now she knew the books hadn’t even come close to capturing the sheer bliss of having a man’s mouth on her pussy.
He inserted one finger into her cunt while he continued to lick and suck and tease with his tongue and lips. He moved that finger in and out of her in short shallow plunges. Then he added a second finger and moved deeper. All the time he kept his mouth busy on her sex, licking and sucking on her clit so that she bucked beneath him. Then his fingers hit a spot inside of her that threatened to kill all the pleasure she was feeling. She stiffened and Forest looked up at her.
“Easy, Grace. Just relax. Let me ease you into this,” he said.
Then Hank was sucking on one breast while pulling on the nipple of her other one. His sudden attack jerked her back to that point where she was on the edge of another climax.
Forest sucked on her pussy lips then moved to her clit. Ecstasy rushed over her as he sucked hard on her clit, and just when she didn’t think it could get any better, he thrust his fingers deep inside her and pain lanced through her.
He removed his fingers and continued sucking on her clit so that the pleasure slowly built again, and the pain slipped away to an uncomfortable memory that her sudden climax pushed away. Grace cried out and arched her back as she soared.
When she slowly came back down, it was to find that Hank had backed off to one side as Forest towered over her. She had a moment to wonder what was going on before Forest lifted one of her legs over his arm and slowly began working his cock inside her swollen channel. She gasped as his thick dick rasped over her delicate pussy walls. He rocked in and out of her until he was fully seated.
She realized that though there had been a little discomfort, it hadn’t hurt for him to push inside of her. He’d prepared her for him, and she couldn’t help but feel thankful for how gentle he and Hank had treated her. They could have just shoved inside her, knowing the first time would hurt no matter what they did, but they’d taken the time to make it as easy as possible.
Now, he rocked in and out of her, her tender pussy walls accepting each thrust without true pain. It wasn’t long before her body began to sing with the possibility of yet another climax. How was that even possible?
“You’re so fucking tight, Grace. I’m not going to last long. So wet and tight,” Forest repeated.
“Please. I’m close,” she whispered as she thrust her hips upward to meet his body.
“Play with that hard, little clit, darling. Make yourself come for me,” he panted out.
“I’ve never. I mean I don’t know how,” she told him, feeling heat crawl up her neck again.
“Just put your finger on it and lightly rub it. You’ll figure out what feels good. Do it, Grace. I’m barely hanging on,” Forest said through clenched teeth.
Grace slid her hand between them and located her clit with her finger. She rubbed it then lightened her touch and tapped it as pleasure began to pour from the little bundle of nerves throughout her body. She gasped out and pumped her hips up into Forest’s as she wrapped her legs around his waist and held on for dear life.