Diane [The Town of Pearl 6] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (18 page)

“You look beautiful tonight, Diane,” Matt told her as he kissed her cheek hello.

“Thank you. This was a great idea, getting together for dinner,” she added, as Quaid and Virgo said hello while Dale shook Lucas’s hand. Mark kissed Sage’s cheek hello and then they all took a seat around the table.

“Well, considering that you two planned this little gathering to talk about New York, I’m sure it’s going to be memorable,” Matt replied as he gave Sage the stare down. Sage lowered her eyes and tried to hide her smirk.

Diane felt her own cheeks warm and then Drake’s hand squeeze her knee under the table.

“Did you really think that we forgot about you leaving us for New York?” he asked.

She opened her mouth to speak and then closed it again. Gathering her thoughts, she looked toward Lucas and Mark, then Sage and smiled.

“Of course not. This is something that I need to do and I thought Sage might enjoy it as well.”

“Her men aren’t too keen on her going off to New York alone with you,” Mark stated.

“We’re not going to be alone. We’re going with Elvira. We’ll have an escort as soon as we land in New York, and a limo driver throughout our stay. Monique has thought of everything.”

“Not everything,” Drake added and then crossed his arms in front of his chest.

“I spoke with her before I came to pick you up,” Mark told her and then nodded toward Matt.

“We both did,” Matt said.

Diane was shocked. “Why would you do that? How did you—”

“You are our responsibility now,” Mark told her.

“As Sage is ours,” Quaid added.

She saw their firm expressions and the reality of their commitment to Sage, and her own men’s commitment to her was becoming clearer. She couldn’t find fault in this. It kind of made her feel aroused for some odd reason. She pretended annoyance until Mark nodded toward Matt. “Want to explain the details?”

Matt held a firm expression and glanced at Sage.

“Monique is changing a few things around. Mark and I made some calls to New York and just so happen to know the owner of the security firm responsible for security of the building you’ll be modeling in and where you’ll be spending most of the time you’re in New York. We expect Sage to keep us abreast of your schedule and where you’ll be at all times,” Matt told them.

“Sage has been briefed on our expectations and what she needs to do to ensure your safety and her own,” Mark added.

“Briefed?” Diane asked, feeling her belly tighten and other parts begin to react to this authoritative side of Mark. That was when she felt Drake’s hand inch between her thighs.

She swallowed hard, straightened her shoulders, and nodded her head.

“Well then, let’s enjoy dinner,” Diane stated and nearly moaned as Drake’s fingers pressed against her mound. She knew her panties were instantly wet, and she prayed she got through dinner. These men were definitely laying down the law in their own special way. Surprisingly, she enjoyed it, and looked forward to what they surely had in store for her once they got her to their place.

* * * *

The scent of her perfume, the sexy little skirt and top she wore, and simply the way her abundant, chocolate locks cascaded down her back was too much for him to resist. Drake lifted her up into his arms before they even reached the truck.

“Drake,” she scolded him as she gripped his shoulders and looked down into his eyes. He surely hoped that she saw the instant desire and the need to be inside of her. Drake didn’t want her to leave New York, but after talking with Matt and Quaid, and their ideas of security for the women, plus their insight into why Diane was so insistent on going, they knew they needed to allow this space.

He cupped her ass cheeks as he thrust upward just as they reached the truck. He pressed her against the side door.

“I can’t wait to be inside of you. I wish I could take you right here against the truck.”

“Oh God, Drake, I wish that, too,” she told him, making his dick even harder.

“Get her in the truck,” Mark ordered.

She shivered in Drake’s arms.

“I think someone likes being ordered around.” He covered her lips and plunged his tongue deeply inside of her mouth. He explored her thoroughly until he felt the light shove against his back. Lucas was getting him back on track.

Drake lifted her into the backseat and climbed right in over her body, causing her to lie down flat across the leather seats. He caressed her thighs, pushing the material of her skirt to her waist.

“I love the color pink,” he told her as his eyes zeroed in on the pink, lace, see-through panties she wore. He heard the door close, the engine start and the truck begin to move.

“These are in the way of dessert.”

Her eyes glistened with desire. He nearly lost all control as Diane gripped the small material and pulled it off her and tossed it to the front seat onto Mark who was driving.

“Diane,” Mark reprimanded with teeth clenched.

Diane smirked at Drake, giving him a wink, the little minx.

He pressed his palms up her thighs and brought his thumbs to her cunt and pressed against her wet pussy lips.

“Oh, baby, you’re nice and wet, and ready for my cock, aren’t you?” he teased.

She nodded her head. He couldn’t stand it. He couldn’t wait to have her. Drake lifted up and undid his belt buckle. He pulled down the zipper and watched Diane spread her thighs wider and then pressed her fingers over her cunt. “Fuck.” He stood up only to bang his head on the inside interior of the roof of the truck. She chuckled, and he clenched his teeth.

“Oh, I’m not going easy on you. I’m taking you hard and fast, baby.” He pulled one leg out of his jeans, nearly falling forward onto her as Mark swerved the truck.

“I need you, Drake,” she whispered. He pulled her closer, aligned his cock with her pussy, and thrust into her to the hilt. They both moaned. He felt that instant, powerful, deep connection that only being inside of Diane gave him. He gripped her hips, raised her legs, and thrust in and out of her channel.

“Yes, oh God, Drake, more, more,” she chanted. He lost all focus, all comprehension of where they were.

“Fucking drive faster, Mark,” Lucas scolded his brother as Drake stroked Diane’s cunt over and over again. He pressed his hands to her ass cheeks, spread them wider, massaged them with every in-and-out thrust of his hips.

“You’re ours, baby. We’re going to take the next five days to show you how much we need you and what you mean to us so no other fucking guy can ever take you away from us,” he told her then suckled against her neck.

“Oh, Drake!” She screamed her release and bucked beneath him. He thrust two more times and growled against her shoulder as he shot his seed into her channel. Drake squeezed her tight and enjoyed the aftermath of their lovemaking until the truck came to an abrupt halt. He heard the doors slam as he tried looking into Diane’s eyes in the darkness of the truck.

“I love you, baby. Know that always.” He kissed her lips and she hugged his head to her chest.

* * * *

Lucas watched his brother Drake climb up off of Diane and out of the truck nearly losing his balance. He grabbed onto him.

“Fuck, I’m dizzy. She’s incredible,” Drake stated, and then stepped to the side, not even bothering to pull up his pants that hung to the ankle on one leg.

Lucas opened his arms to Diane. “Come to me, baby,” he whispered. She lifted up, her beautiful hair was all a mess from the wild bout of lovemaking in the backseat of their truck. His view of the backseat of the truck was forever altered in his mind. In fact, he may just have to make love to her in there, too.

He lifted her up into his arms, and she straddled his waist. His hands covered her bare ass as he rubbed his face slowly between her abundant breasts. The feel of her hands gripping his hair and head made his dick hard and his need to have her greater.

“Let’s get inside,” Mark stated firmly as Lucas felt Diane’s fingers trying to undo his jeans.

“You want it badly don’t you?” Lucas asked her as he pulled back to look into her eyes. Her blouse was opened wider, revealing the deep cleavage of her breasts. She was breathing funny and holding his gaze.

“Take me now,” she whispered, yet even in the moonlit night he could see her cheeks blush. She was shy and trying to be so assertive.

“Fuck it,” Lucas stated and then reached underneath him to undo his jeans as he pressed Diane against the truck.

She started suckling his neck and thrusting her wet pussy down against his hands. He could feel the wetness against his knuckles as he fumbled with the zipper.

“Oh shit.” He growled and then pressed his jeans down and adjusted his stance.

“Open for me,” he told her as he attacked her neck with his tongue and teeth while pressing his cock to her pussy.

Diane thrust downward as he thrust forward and they both gasped. “Diane, holy shit, Diane.” He grunted and then began a series of short, hard thrusts. His cock was so damn hard he thought he might not make it long. She had him so fired up, so wild with desire he wasn’t capable of controlling his body, his reaction to her.

“Harder, Lucas. Please.” She hugged his face to her breasts, rubbed them against his mouth as he licked and nipped her bosom.

“Holy Jesus, she’s a wild woman,” Drake called out from behind them.

In and out Lucas thrust his hips against Diane. He reached under her and squeezed her ass cheeks wider with every thrust.

“I’m coming, baby. You got me so fucking there already.”

“Oh!” She moaned her release and shivered as he exploded inside of her.

She wrapped her arms around his shoulders tight, kissed his neck, ran her tongue along his skin, and then nipped him. Lucas moaned and squeezed her tight.

“I love you so fucking much. You’re mine forever.”

“I love you, too,” she whispered.

* * * *

Mark stood there feeling ready to ignite. All the talk about her leaving for New York, her posing for some magazine as a lingerie model, and seeing the photos that were on the Internet of her already got his blood pumping, and his need to possess her so incredibly strong. He wanted to mark her as their woman so she wouldn’t stray or even think of letting another man touch her. It was asinine and barbaric, and showed his own insecurities he never admitted to or knew he even had. Never had anyone aside from his brothers, meant more to him than Diane.

He watched Lucas pull from her body and Lucas nearly lose his balance from their lovemaking. Their woman was that potent.

“Let me take her now,” Mark said and Lucas kissed her nose and then turned to allow Mark to pull her into his arms. He turned and carried Diane into their house. He walked right upstairs to the bedroom and set her down on her feet. Mark looked down into her eyes. He absorbed her beauty, her plump, well-kissed lips, the red love bites along her shoulder and breasts.

“Undress for me,” he whispered. She pulled her bottom lip between her teeth and he had to hide his reaction. His dick pressed against his dress pants and his heart hammered inside his chest, but he wanted to be in charge.

Slowly, her pink manicured fingers began to undo the buttons on her blouse. She remained holding his gaze and undoing her clothes even as his brothers joined them. She pushed the blouse off her shoulder revealing a pretty lace and silk camisole.

“Keep going,” he whispered. She licked her lip and he squinted his eyes, but remained still.

She lifted the top up and over her head revealing a matching pink bra to the panties she threw at him while he was driving.

He eyed her over in appreciation, his eyes zeroed in on her wet pussy lips, and glistening cream, then up to her large breasts and hard nipples.

“Show me what belongs to me, to us,” he whispered.

She took an uneasy breath and then cupped her breasts. “Your breasts, those pretty pink nipples are ours, right?” he asked.

“Yes,” she whispered.

“Offer them to me.”

She stepped forward, and when he didn’t move, she moved closer and bent slightly. He lowered his mouth as he held her gaze and licked the tip of one nipple.

A small gasp came from her lips, making his cock harden more. He could hear his brothers moving in the seats they took as they watched. It aroused him more. The love they felt for her was immeasurable.

He lifted up and stared down at her, cupping her luscious breasts.

“Show me what else belongs to us.”

He could see the desire in her eyes, the pupils were beginning to dilate and she looked so needy. A glance down at her fingers and hands as she caressed from breasts over her belly to her cunt, tested his patience.

“Open wider and show me what we do to you and what’s all ours, only ours.”

She took a wider stance, and continued to run her fingers down her mound to her cunt and moaned, closing her eyes as she delved two fingers up into her.

“Show me where you want my cock, baby,” he told her as she thrust her fingers in and out of her own pussy. He was feeling wild as he unzipped his pants, stepped from them, and then pulled off his shirt as her moans filled the room.