Butterfly Madness [Loving in Silver 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (18 page)

Marley didn’t know when it was that she had felt so good, so cared for. She was cradled against Grayson’s large body, her cheek against his chest, while Roarke was against her back.

“Is anyone thinking about sleeping tonight?” she mumbled, her lids heavy. She yawned and snuggled closer.

“Tired, baby?”

“A little. It’s been a long day.”

“I bet it has.” Grayson stroked her hair. He kissed her forehead again. “Go to sleep, baby. I’ll make sure Roarke doesn’t go butterfly hunting while you’re sleeping.”

“Thank you.” Marley yawned even as the bed moved. Roarke turned out the light. “Night, guys. See you in the morning.”

“You, too. Baby?”

“Mmm?”

“Thank you for not laughing.”

“You’re welcome, sheriff.”

* * * *

Roarke stared at Gray across the kitchen counter where his lover was seated on a barstool, snapping and snarling at the world. The black eyes were ten times worse than they had been the night before. He was trying to convince the man to stay home from work, telling him that no one would take him seriously with two shiners and a goose egg on his forehead. Now, that had reduced in size, but he still couldn’t get his hat to fit.

He was trying not to laugh. It wasn’t really funny. Well, it was, but still, he couldn’t laugh. That just wouldn’t have been nice.

“Stay home for a couple of days, babe,” he told Gray in a soothing voice. There was no telling what would set the man off. He was so irritable this morning. “You’ve got plenty of sick time coming. Tim’s more than capable of taking care of things.”

Before Gray could respond to a suggestion he obviously didn’t care for, they heard a horrible, bloodcurdling howling coming from upstairs. Only one beast they knew of could produce that sound.

“Dammit, Chug!” Both men headed for the stairs as Chug’s howl faded off then began again. “Stop that infernal racket!”

The bulldog was sitting outside the door to Marley’s bedroom, obviously distressed that the object of his devoted puppy love was on the other side and out of his reach.

The door opened just as they reached him. Gray grabbed hold of his thick collar as his fat body began wiggling excitedly. His tongue flopped out and he yapped happily as a scowling Marley looked down at him. Her dark hair was a bushy, tangled cloud around her head and shoulders, long strands curling around her nipples. She was a beautiful mess. Then she pinned them with a gaze that was not exactly filled with sunshine and flowers.

“Did that noise come out of him?”

“Afraid so,” Gray admitted ruefully. “You should have been here when we first got him. Getting him to sleep in a crate was an experience I never want to go through again.”

“Baby, you have nice tits,” Roarke told her, then grunted as Gray elbowed him in the gut. “Well, she does. Women like to hear compliments. Don’t they, Marley?”

“I’m going back to bed, Roarke. I’ll let you know when I wake up. And Grayson, you really should stay home from work today. You look terrible. Your head must still hurt like hell.”

“It does. If you think I should stay home, then I will.”

Roarke looked at him, not knowing whether to be amused or irritated that he had taken her advice but not his. And it had been the very same. He went with amused.

“Good. If you want to get some more rest, you can come back to bed with me. Roarke can babysit dogs.”

She opened the door further and called the two Great Danes. They came trotting out, each poking Chug before heading for the stairs. Roarke knew when he was beat. He laughed, shook his head, and then followed the dogs down the stairs.

So, their woman wasn’t a morning person. Or maybe it was just being woken by a dog sounding as if he was being tortured in a medieval dungeon. That was probably it, he decided as he took all the dogs out and put them in the large run. As he watched and waited he wasn’t so sure he wanted to do the yard cleanup. Marley’s dogs sure knew how to produce. Even Chug seemed impressed as he stared at one of the mountains left behind. Maybe he could “forget” about it and Gray would take care of it later.

Having a plan he could live with, Roarke called the dogs in when they had finished their business. He fed each of the Great Danes in their raised dishes, and then went to get his laptop from the den. Since he was officially “out” he decided he would do a little online shopping as Gray had suggested. He hadn’t been keeping his secret long. In fact, it had only been a few months. He had been looking at a men’s magazine, admiring gorgeous women, when he had taken note of a particularly sexy pair of legs in white stockings, a garter belt, and shoes with mile-high heels. His cock had gotten as hard as stone, but not for the usual reasons. He had suddenly imagined himself wearing them.

His hidden desire had only gotten stronger after that. A half hour later he had what he wanted in the site’s cart. He put in the appropriate information and clicked submit, feeling as if he had finally gotten over a huge hurdle.

Well, soon he would have to go over another, but Roarke was hopeful Gray would truly accept this part of him. He didn’t know what he would do if his lover laughed or treated him with disdain. Hell, once he tried it, he might decide he didn’t like it. But there was only one way to find out and he was about to.

Closing the gate between the living room and kitchen, he decided to go upstairs. There was a smile on his face as he went. Maybe he’d join Marley and Gray in bed. Another hour of sleep would be nice. His days usually started early, but he had taken two days off in a row this week, leaving his dad to run the store. It wasn’t like the man didn’t have experience. And if the rumor was true, his grandparents were coming for a visit. That meant his father and grandfather would soon be up to their ears in dolls and train tracks as they planned the upcoming shopping season.

When Roarke opened the door to Marley’s room he was shocked to see her on all fours on the bed with Gray ramming the length of his huge cock into her pussy. The sight had him as hard as nails in less than three point five seconds.

Marley’s wild mass of dark hair was hiding her face. She appeared raw and untamed as she thrust back against Gray with the man’s every forward thrust as he held her slim hips in his hands. The sounds coming from both were exciting, but hers in particular were. They were uninhibited, low moans and grunts, a keening cry when a thrust obviously hit something inside her vagina just right.

Yanking his shirt over his head he threw it aside. His shoes and jeans came next. He only just remembered to take his socks off as he got to the bed and joined them. Socks and sex were definitely not a turn-on to a woman.

The moment he was sprawled on the bed the wild woman split her attention between Gray and him. Roarke shouted his pleasure as her mouth swooped down onto his cock, sliding along its length until the head hit the back of her throat. One hand was braced beside him on the bed. The other began caressing his balls, playing with them, stroking as her mouth slid up and down the length of his cock.

“That’s it, baby, suck Roarke’s cock. Suck it right down,” Gray growled as he fucked their woman as if there was no tomorrow.

The bed shook and skin slapped together. Roarke imagined the other man’s heavy balls swinging, slamming into her clit. Next time he would watch where they were connected. Fuck, they needed a mirror.

It was a gorgeous sight as he looked down the length of Marley’s golden body to see the powerful god thrusting his cock in and out of her pussy, the cleft of her heart-shaped ass appearing much as a sight on a gun, perfectly aligned with the target, her pussy.

A large hand connected unexpectedly with her ass, causing her to jerk her mouth up along his rigid flesh. He winced as the edge of her teeth scraped him, but bit back his protest. Fuck, he wasn’t stupid. He wasn’t going to ruin the mood. And right then the mood was wild and dirty.

“Suck Roarke’s cock until he comes. Then I want you to lick him clean.”

Marley moaned around his cock again. The sound vibrated. Her wet lips slid over him again and again. Her tongue rubbed and twirled, teasing and dipping, until his hips began bucking. Obviously she enjoyed Gray’s dominance as much as he did. Smiling, he slid his hands into the cloud of dark silk, holding her head as he began fucking her mouth until they were both moaning with unrestrained pleasure.

Roarke’s gaze locked with Gray’s. There was so much heat in those gorgeous green eyes. The man was as excited by what he was seeing from his position as Roarke was from his. Their woman was between them, being pleasured and giving it at the same time.

When a slender finger worked its way into his asshole he lost it. With his balls clenching, his fingers wrapped tightly into the wild dark hair as streams of hot cum jetted to the back of Marley’s throat. The muscles there clenched on the head of his cock each time she swallowed. His body arched and his eyes rolled back into his head as he groaned as if being tortured, the pleasure so great, so unique, it was very nearly pain.

Roarke collapsed against the headboard, panting, the grip he had on her hair relaxing somewhat as she began following Gray’s instruction to the letter. His cock slipped from between her lips even as she began to lick away any traces of lost cum from his soft flesh, then worked her way down his balls, loving each one, sucking them, lapping at the orbs which were still drawn up against his body.

There wasn’t a part of him which wasn’t enjoying a hot afterglow. “You’re so beautiful, baby. I love the feel of your mouth on me.”

Gray, the beast, was still fucking Marley. He had an amazing ability to last. But Roarke could see the tight control beginning to loosen.

A large hand slapped her ass over and over. Marley hadn’t come yet and their lover was definitely intent upon pushing her over the edge.

“Suck his cock. Get him hard again.” Warm, swollen lips wrapped around his cock. It was already recovering so her task wasn’t as difficult as it might have been. “You’re going to be our sex slave for the day. You’re going to be here for our pleasure, you’ll do everything you’re told. If you don’t, you’ll be punished.” There was another hard slap to her ass. She was moaning again now, her body wild as she fucked herself on Gray’s cock. “Come for me now. I want to hear you scream.”

Marley’s scream of pleasure was one of the sexiest sounds he had ever heard. The expression of pure, raw bliss on her beautiful face was something he would never forget. Small, strong hands gripped his thighs as her back arched and her head was thrown back, all that hair falling over her shoulders and back. Leaning forward he bit her neck, his teeth latching onto the soft flesh until she screamed again.

Gray’s shout of release was more of a roar as the beast found his release. Roarke watched in awe as their lover’s powerful body jerked several times as he spilled his seed into her willing pussy. It was fucking erotic, being connected to Gray in this way. It was almost as if he could feel that huge cock swelling inside him as she would be feeling it now. Releasing his hold on her neck, he licked and kissed the stinging flesh. Marley rubbed her face against his in a sign of affection, and then collapsed onto his chest.

“No, none of that,” Gray said, his hands grasping her around the waist so he could lift her over Roarke’s lap. In one smooth move she was impaled on his cock, Gray’s cum making his entrance slick. “Ride him until he comes again. Don’t stop for any reason, or you’ll be punished.”

Silky hair brushed against his hands as he held Marley by the waist, holding her, guiding her, as she rode his very, very happy cock. Her swollen tissues were clinging to his cock. Gray’s semen was making the ride a slick one. They moaned together as they looked one another in the eye as she lifted and lowered on his length. Her hands were on his shoulders. The hard points of her nipples rubbed against his pecs as her full, firm breasts bounced.

Looking down between them he watched the blue butterfly riding his cock. It was a beautiful, erotic sight. “Look, baby. See your beautiful butterfly?”

Marley looked down to where their two bodies were joined. The smell of their combined sex juices was a heady scent. He inhaled, filling his nostrils with it, memorizing it.

“Do you want Roarke to fill you with his cum?” Gray asked, kneeling behind her and between Roarke’s legs. She nodded. “Then ride him hard. Fuck him into tomorrow.”

The woman certainly knew how to take instruction. Not only did she ride his cock as if there was no tomorrow, Marley took him to a place he had only ever been to with Gray. When she did so he saw it as a sign that she was the one for them.

With his hands cupping the globes of her firm ass, he assisted her in riding the length of his cock, their sweat-covered bodies sliding against one another, her breasts crushed as she wrapped her slender arms around his neck and held on tightly.

Roarke willingly gave up the hearing in his left ear as Marley cried out her pleasure. He bit her again, sucking hard on the flesh between her neck and shoulder. She cried out once more, humping him hard, her body bouncing up and down on his cock until he was pulling her down tightly onto it, his semen mixing with her creamy juices and Gray’s.

The heat, the scents, the feel of her supple flesh in his hands, all gave Roarke a sense of peace. Whether any of them were willing to admit it out loud yet or not, she was theirs.

When Gray pulled Marley away with gentle hands, he placed her on the bed beside Roarke. They stretched out on either side of her.