[LoveXtreme Forever: Contemporary Menage Romantic Suspense Romance, MFMMMM, reverse harem, light spanking, HEA]
Amber is a survivor and trying to resist an attraction to five superior, older soldiers. Her scars run deep, and it takes a special connection to pull down those walls and let them all show vulnerability to take this chance. That's easier said than done when Amber was a victim of sexual assault, held against her will, and left to die at the hands of a madman. Her brother and his team of soldiers promised to save her, but they never did. So she doesn't count on promises, or anyone but herself, or trusts anyone too much. Those scars and her fears could put a damper on trying to date again. Their superior ways and dominant attitudes could definitely put her on edge, makes them question if she's playing some kind of game, and challenge each of them to take a chance because together feels so good and so right.
Ultimately they are all looking for that road to happiness. That could be right in front of them if they could just take a chance and let go.
Dixie Lynn Dwyer is a Siren-exclusive author.
Amber held the little boy’s hand as Dr. Ford finished applying burn cream to his arm. The poor kid fell while in the backyard and knocked into a charcoal grill that tumbled over and burned him. The parents got him to urgent care quickly, and Dr. Ford felt that he would be okay.
“There you go, kiddo. We’ll wrap this up, and I’ll give your mom and dad a prescription for some antibiotic cream.” He then looked at the parents.
“Twice a day for the first few days. Keep this covered gently so it doesn’t get infected. Also, he can have some ibuprofen for the ache, and plenty of ice cream, too,” he added, and the little boy’s frown turned into a smile.
“Thank you so much, Dr. Ford,” the dad said, and Amber began to escort them out of the room when she noticed two large men by the admissions counter talking to Cindy. Amber recognized them immediately. That was Cliff and Ace Flemming, Joanna’s brothers. She could see that Cliff looked pale and was holding a towel around his forearm.
Cindy was tongue-tied staring at the two good-looking soldiers, and she couldn’t blame her. They were both super hot. Both had blondish-brown hair, military styles, tattoos on their arms, muscles galore, and were about six feet four or so. She immediately walked over as Ace was giving some information.
“What do you mean wait?” Cliff asked with attitude. It was a little busy in the waiting room but for minor things. This looked more serious. As intimidated as she was by these men, she needed to do her job and they were Jo’s brothers.
“Cliff, Ace, what’s going on?” She approached and immediately both men looked at her and just stared. She almost stopped short. Ace looked pissed, and Cliff widened his eyes, then quickly shook his head and turned away. Was he embarrassed, or was he annoyed at seeing her?
“Amber, you work here?” Ace asked as she placed her hand on Cliff’s shoulder and took his hand where the towel was wrapped around his forearm.
“Yes, what happened?”
“Got a little crazy chopping wood. A piece came up and cut through my skin. I need stitches,” Cliff said, and she slid her arm around his waist.
“You look like you’re going to pass out.” She gripped him tight, could feel the muscles and smell his cologne.
“He didn’t tell any of us. He was trying to stop the bleeding himself,” Ace told her, staring into her eyes.
“Amber, these are friends of yours?” Cindy asked.
She tore her eyes from Ace’s and spoke to Cindy, making sure that Cliff was treated right away.
“Yes, very good friends. I’m going to take them to room three.”
“There’s a wait.”
“Not for them,” she snapped back and started to bring Cliff along with her.
“Ace can stay and handle the paperwork. Then he can come back to room three.” She gave the orders, and Cindy nodded and then smiled at Ace.
“I love your name. It’s very cool,” Cindy flirted, and Amber felt annoyed. She shouldn’t feel annoyed at all.
“Hey, I can walk. You don’t need to hold on to me,” Cliff said to her in a hard tone. She didn’t take offense to it. Guys were always trying to be tough when they came in here with wounds like this. Usually they were embarrassed.
“I just don’t want you to pass out. Your coloring is off, Cliff.”
“I’m fine.” He inhaled and then inhaled again.
Was he sniffing her hair? She felt the attraction, and she immediately got scared. She opened the door and released him as he sat down on the examination table, and she started to unwrap his arm.
“I didn’t know you worked here. You’re a nurse?”
“Yes, and medical technician. I do X-rays, and MRIs and things, too, when needed.” She unwrapped the towel and saw the gash.
“Nice one. You are definitely going to need stitches, and unfortunately a tetanus shot if you haven’t had one in a while.”
“Up to date on those. Work ensures we get every kind of shot there is for our protection.”
She held his gaze, and those blue eyes bored into hers.
“How have you been?” he asked her, and she heard the door open.
She glanced over her shoulder as Ace came into the room. He towered over her and walked right up to the table. She felt his hand on her hip. She gasped and turned to look up at him.
“Thanks for using your pull to get us in here. Cliff would be bitching some more if he had to wait in the waiting room. He’s such a baby.”
“Not a baby. I’m actually feeling a lot better having Amber take care of me. Something about her touch is healing,” Cliff said, and she looked at him and snickered.
“Nice one, Cliff.” She stepped away from Ace and him and went to the phone on the wall.
“Dr. Ford, room three,” she said and then went about gathering the things she would need.
“How long have you worked here?” Ace asked her.
“For about a year,” she said and then brought items over to the table where Cliff sat.
She was overwhelmed right now. So much was going through her head. She felt fearful being in a room alone with two large men she really didn’t know. Two capable, badass military men who intimidated the hell out of her. They were good-looking and filled with muscles, and they were flirting. Hell, they were inhaling like she smelled or something. She started to clean away the blood on his arm and then gently held bandages to the cut.
“Your eyes are gorgeous, Amber. I think I told you that a couple of weeks ago at the BBQ,” Cliff said softly.
“Did you?” she asked nonchalantly and looked away as the door opened.
“What do we have here?” he asked.
“Got into a battle with some wood I was chopping,” Cliff, said and Amber stepped aside.
She felt Ace place his hand on her hip again, and she quickly moved away, locked gazes with him, and those dark blue eyes squinted like something was wrong with her. Like he expected her to be all smiley and in a daze because the hot, sexy soldier touched her. She got her guard up immediately despite the things running through her head. The attraction she felt, and wondered why? How? What made these men different from others out for sex? Out to play games?
At the end of the evening, Corona went in her car, and they all followed her home. When they got there, she was nervous, but then Corona pulled her into his arms and hugged her. “You looked so beautiful tonight. You were being very quiet. Are you feeling okay?” he asked. He kissed along her neck, and she tilted back, keeping her palms against his chest while his whiskers tickled her throat.
“I’m okay.” She felt the second set of hands on her shoulders.
“I hope you understand our concern from earlier in the evening. That we were jealous seeing those guys talking to you and the one guy touch you,” Ace said.
She opened her eyes and looked over her shoulder at him as Cliff continued to kiss along her shoulder, causing her strap to her bra and tank top to fall.
“I knew you were angry with me.”
He shook his head, and Ace held her gaze. “Not angry with you, but with them to think they can just touch a woman. Touch our woman.”
“I didn’t cause it, Ace. I swear I did nothing to make them flirt. I even said I was meeting someone.” She tightened up, and her mind had flashbacks of Charles and his demands. How he would yell at her and shove her around after a party or event where he accused her of flirting and getting too much attention. She was upset and confused.
He cupped her cheek. “Hey, I’m not angry with you.”
She squinted. “You’re not?”
“Hell no, baby. You belong to us. We want you with us all the time, and we’ve been taking things slow like you asked. Are you feeling more comfortable? Feeling up for a little more?” he asked and stroked her cheek as Cliff lowered her top and stroked a thumb along her breast before lowering his mouth to lick her skin there.
“Oh.” She moaned. Ace eased his palms to her cheeks and pressed his lips to hers. She sensed the others moving around, maybe walking toward her living room and the couches. The fact that they watched had her moaning into Ace’s mouth and not even caring that her bra strap was unclipped and now her top was being lifted by Cliff. Ace released her lips, and Cliff lifted her top up and off her.
“Holy God, baby. Jesus,” Cliff said and lowered his mouth to one breast to suck on the nipple and massage the large mound. Ace cupped the other one as he slid his palm down her arm and placed it behind her. They were feasting on her in front of their brothers. She focused on them. On Danny, Corona, and Briar, who were leaning back against the couches, legs spread, looking sexy and lethal.
“You’re so incredible, Amber. Let us pleasure you tonight. Let us make you come,” Corona said.
Cliff and Ace began to push her skirt and panties down her legs. She shivered and held onto their shoulders as they released her breasts. “Oh God, maybe this is too much.”
Ace lifted her naked body up into his arms like she was light as a feather. His forearm was under her ass, her hands on his shoulder, her breasts in his face, and he shook his head.
“Tonight we get this body used to our touches, to our tongues and lips. We go only as far as you want and desire,” he said and lowered her to the couch between his brothers.
Ace knelt on the floor, fully clothed, his muscles stretched against the material of his shirt, the buttons undone, and she reached for his head as he lowered his mouth to her breast for another taste.
“Ace.” She exhaled, and then Briar leaned over.
“I’m shaking, you’re so damn beautiful, Amber. My God, say you want us. Say you’ll let each of us explore this sexy body. Say yes, baby.”
“Yes, oh God, Briar, I feel it too. I’m scared. I’m—”
“Shhh, no fears. Feel, and if it gets to be too much, we’ll slow things down,” Danny told her.
She nodded her head and held his gaze as Ace used his mouth to explore her lower and lower. The gruff along his chin and cheeks chaffed her skin. She gripped onto his shoulders and pushed her fears from the past away despite the images trying to invade her mind. He used his tongue, lashed out at her pussy. A clean-shaven, well-groomed pussy, as she went to the spa for the works yesterday because she truly wanted to let her guard down and give this a try. To let them in.
“Oh, oh, Ace.”
He lifted her ass up and readjusted her position on the couch with their help. She was now spread out on the long ottoman with no sides, and they gathered around her. Her ass off the edge, Corona and Cliff took her hands and raised them above her. She tilted her hips upward and moaned as a gush of cream escaped from her cunt.
“Mmm.” Ace moaned, licking her cream, suckling her clit. Then Corona and Cliff began to tease her nipples, to tug on them.
“I love these breasts. Love the scent of your skin. I can’t wait to taste your sweet cream, Amber. To plunge my tongue deep inside and tug on that tiny, sensitive clit and make you scream my name,” Corona said, and she cried out her release.
“Fuck yeah, she likes the dirty talk, Corona. That’s right up your alley,” Danny chimed in, sounding rugged and sexy.
“My turn,” Briar said and moved from his position.
Ace eased his mouth from her pussy and kissed along her belly. “Thank you, Amber,” he said, shocking her.
“I should be thanking you,” she said.
“You can, any way you’d like to,” he replied and winked. She didn’t know if she could do that, could take a taste of his cock without fear.
“Hey, you focus on us, on how we make you feel,” he said to her, and Briar took his place.
“You did this for us, Amber? You got this pussy nice and trimmed for us?” Briar asked, trailing his fingertip along her pussy and groin, while he held her hip with his large, warm hand. They were sexy, commanding, and capable, and they made her forget the past and her fears and made her want to give them all of her.
“Yes,” she admitted, and he smiled, then stroked a finger up into her cunt.
“God damn, that is fucking great,” Corona said, and he leaned down, tilted her chin upward, and kissed her.
She moaned as Danny and raised her arms above her head again, and Briar teased her pussy and clit, making her lose all train of thought and just let go.