Rogue Seduction [Seducing Them 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) Read online

  “Me either. I think I’m going to like the weather here. I’m already adjusting to it. I really like the idea of so much sunshine and so many days with clear blue skies,” said Roland.

  Summer patted his arm, surprising herself by her instinctive action. “Maybe you’ll even be brave enough to go outside without a hat one day.”

  Both men laughed.

  “Not just yet. We haven’t adjusted quite that much,” said Chris.

  Summer leaned back on her elbows as the sky darkened around them. Now the occasional passing vehicle cut a pathway with its headlights on full, and they didn’t bother to move since it was unlikely they’d be seen. She was relaxed and happy with these men, enjoying their company and more than ready for anything that might happen next. Actually, if they didn’t make a move, she might take the first step herself.

  Fortunately she didn’t have to. The men rested on their sides, looking at her for so long her breath began to catch in her throat. Dammit. I want a kiss.

  Finally, Chris touched her forehead very gently, brushing a loose strand of hair off her face. “If I kissed you, would you scream or hit me?” he asked softly.

  “Only if you were really bad at kissing.”

  Roland snorted.

  “You can give me a score in a minute. I’m always happy to improve my skills.” He leaned over her body, placing a hand on the rug at each side of her head, and bent lower and lower, so slowly she was almost ready to grab his shirt and pull him closer. But eventually his lips met hers in a gentle, sweet, light touch that made her hungry for much more than he was offering her right now.

  So she gripped his shoulders and pulled him closer to her, kissing him back with a more definite touch than he was providing her. As if she’d unleashed his senses, he pressed his tongue at the seam of her mouth and waited for her to open up. Instantly she did, wanting a whole lot more from him and needing it right now.

  His tongue explored her mouth, and she reveled in his touch. It was much more definite now that he knew she was onboard with the program, and she tangled her tongue with his, running it along his teeth when he stopped to explore the roof of her mouth. She was disappointed when he broke their connection, but it was time to breathe again.

  Roland tapped her on the shoulder, and she turned to him.

  Of course. It wasn’t just a matter of breathing. They had to be fair to Roland as well. There were three of them here on the rug right now. Roland paced his hands on her back, lifting her up slightly into his arms as he softly kissed the seam of her mouth. Not planning to wait so long this time, she flicked her tongue along his lips, and his tongue was inside her mouth in a heartbeat. Then their tongues were tangling and twirling as Roland teased and touched her mouth everywhere.

  “Did we pass?” asked Chris, his voice filled with laughter.

  Summer pretended to think. “I’ll have to take that under advisement. I might need a second opinion.”

  Roland laughed and pulled her over his body. “Second opinion coming right up.”

  “Well, something’s up.” She rubbed her belly over the hard ridge of his cock. As soon as she did, her panties dampened, and the tingling ache in her nipples turned into a throb. She let her torso relax flat onto Roland’s so he could feel the steely points of her nipples.

  Chris lifted her ponytail off her neck and pressed a row of soft kisses to the tender skin there while Roland concentrated on teasing her nose, eyelids, eyebrows, and forehead with his lips and tongue. It didn’t take Summer long to tire of the game. She gripped Roland’s ears and pressed her lips to his until he kissed her properly, fucking her mouth with his tongue once again. But this time she had the added sensations of Chris’s hands and mouth on her skin as well.

  Chris pushed her T-shirt up and kissed along her lower back, and then his hands rubbed her sides and her belly. By the time Roland broke the kiss and nibbled on one of her ears, Chris was unzipping her jeans. He did it very slowly, giving her plenty of time to object, but stopping him wasn’t on her agenda right now. Her cunt was full of cream, and her nipples ached to be sucked. Four hands on her body felt like the best idea ever.

  Summer craved more. A hell of a lot more. Kissing was good, but some touching would be even better. She let go of Roland’s ears and lifted her body up just a few inches, enough to tug his shirt out of his jeans and push her hands underneath it against his hot, hard chest. Damn he had a lot of muscles there. Tenderly she stroked her palms over his skin, feeling the rippling tension in his body as she did so. She pinched his nipple naughtily, reveling in the way he gave a sexy little hiss at her touch.

  And then she was flipped onto her back and her own T-shirt was covering her face as both men licked and sucked the skin of her belly. Summer laughed with the thrill of being manhandled and then gasped with delight as one set of hands pushed her jeans down and the other set of hands shoved her bra up.

  Damn. Two men absolutely was twice as exciting as one.

  With her T-shirt over her face, she couldn’t see who was touching her where, so she had to listen and think. Both men were leaning over her, and since she’d been rolled over, she’d lost track of who was where. Both sets of hands were big and calloused from outdoor work. That would be from their labor renovating the houses and establishing the gardens.

  Then a mouth sucked her nipple deep inside, and she lost the ability to think logically. But feeling was good, and she loved the sensations blasting through her mind and her body right now.

  She wanted to know whose mouth, but first she forced herself to try to guess. Finally she decided Chris was toying with her belly and kissing her bellybutton and it was Roland who’d sucked her entire areola into his mouth. She wasn’t sure how she’d decided that or whether it was a complete guess. Her hormones were running wild, and her hands were stroking and petting any pieces of man they could reach right now.

  She needed to know, and she needed more. Having made her choice, she pulled her shirt off over her head and then took her bra off as well, leaving them to fall on the shelter floor beside her head.

  Yay me. I was right!

  Now that she could see again, Summer became much more purposeful, tugging Roland’s shirt up higher to pet and stroke his back and running her fingers through Chris’s wavy brown hair.

  The two men crawled higher up her body, and both moved in tandem, licking circles around her nipples and teasing the sensitive undersides of her breasts. Now Summer gripped both their heads and held them to her skin, thrusting her nipples up into their mouths, welcoming the wet suction on her tender flesh.

  “I like that,” she whispered.

  “That’s good to know,” said Roland.

  Chris pushed her jeans down farther, completely exposing her panties. “I’d be really worried if you didn’t like it,” added Chris.

  Roland slid down her body, licking a line drown her sternum and then sucking the skin around her bellybutton while Chris pulled her panties all the way down to her ankles. As with her T-shirt and bra, he didn’t remove them completely, just left them there. But this time she didn’t help them. She wasn’t stopping the action to unlace her boots right now.

  No one had ever nibbled around the edges of her bellybutton before, and Summer was shocked at how arousing the tiny bites were. It’d never occurred to her that such an area could be erotic. Her mind was focused on her cunt. She was aching for one or both of them to insert a finger inside her or to touch her clit. If one of them sucked her clit she knew she’d explode instantly. She was very aroused already.

  But her breasts were still aching and heavy. It’d be nice to have the attention there as well.

  Almost as if she’d spoken aloud, Roland pinched her nipple with one hand while stroking a wet finger along the join between her leg and her torso.

  “A little more to the left,” she said, looking at him.

  He raised laughing brown eyes to her and moved the hand off her nipple and petted the left side of her breast.

  “Not th
ere, dammit.”

  “But that’s what you said.” He pouted at her, but the wicked look in his eyes told her he knew exactly what he was doing.

  “It was your other hand that wasn’t far enough to the left, and you know it,” she grumbled.

  He laughed and then kissed her, possessing her mouth this time with all the passion he’d kept restrained before, slamming his tongue inside and fucking her with it fast and furiously. By the time he lifted his lips from hers, her chest was heaving with the need to breathe and her hips were thrashing up and down trying to force Chris to touch her clit instead of teasing her only a fraction of an inch from where she wanted him.

  “Two men might be twice as good as one, but that’s no help when neither of you are touching me in the right place.”

  “I thought you liked my kisses.” Roland was laughing at her again and simultaneously trying to pout.

  “Oh I do, but my mouth isn’t the only place that likes being kissed.”

  Chris gave her a cheeky look and moved up her body, holding her breast in one hand and licking wet lines over the round globe and then circles, gradually growing closer and closer to her nipple. By the time he sucked it, she was just about ready to scream at him. Fuck! These men had a devastating ability to tease her and drive her insane with need.

  Well, payback was a bitch. Maybe she’d get her hands on them a little later.

  She was just about to offer them some helpful suggestions when two hands petted and stroked their way down her belly again. It was Chris who buried his fingers in her pussy hair and tugged gently on the strands there, adding a bite to his licks and kisses, and Roland who licked his fingers and painted wet lines on the insides of her thighs and then delicately petted her pussy lips.

  By the time Chris slid between her legs and lifted her ass up to place his mouth on her cunt, she was panting with need. The fact that her panties and jeans were trapped at her ankles didn’t seem to bother him at all. Certainly he managed to put his lips exactly where she wanted and needed them.

  “At last. Oh yes.”

  “You like that, do you? What about this? Do you like this as well?” Roland asked. He pushed her breasts together and moved his mouth from one to the other, kissing, licking, sucking and even biting her tender flesh. She held his hair and arched her back so he could reach her breasts more easily.

  But it was damn hard to concentrate because she was lifting her hips into Chris’s touch at the same time. Her brain was frying with the attempt to focus on both men and the delicious things they were doing to different parts of her body simultaneously. It was hopeless. She was being overwhelmed with wonderful, blissful sensations, and all she could do was revel in the experience of four hands and two mouths on her most erotic areas.

  The orgasm burst out of her, blindsiding her with its rapid approach and leaving her shaking in its wake. Chris licked her cream and stroked his tongue in and out of her cunt. “You taste wonderful. I could easily become addicted to you,” he said.

  “I could become addicted to both of you touching me like that.”

  She could hardly speak, thanks to the delightful feelings still racing through her body.

  “Thank you,” she added, trying to remember her manners.

  “No. Thank you.”

  Chris crawled over her and kissed her, letting her taste herself on his lips. Now that really was erotic. She’d licked her fingers once, to see what she tasted like, but it hadn’t done anything for her. Her essence on his lips, however, really was carnal. Far more decadent than she would have expected.

  Next Roland leaned over her and kissed her as well.

  Hell yes. Having two of them touch her was better than she could ever have imagined.

  * * * *

  Chris would have liked to stay up at the lookout all night, cuddling Summer and getting to know her better, but unfortunately, that wasn’t possible. He had a settlement to coordinate, an Alpha to speak to and update, and he also needed to talk to everyone tonight and ensure that all the men were ready to swear allegiance to Wolfric. It didn’t have to be a unanimous decision. Each of them could decide for himself. But Chris thought it would be much easier, and life for the community would be tidier, if they all belonged to the one pack. Tonight was the perfect time to organize that. He and Roland could report back to the others about their hopes for the future and plans for the store, which was looking positive right now, and then talk about pack allegiance.

  He sighed. “We need to get back to Roxburgh. Can we pack the shelter up for you, or should we go and start packing up the tent?”

  “We’ll be back tomorrow, right? Or someone else will? You’re planning to keep watch for a few days, aren’t you?”

  “Yes, I think you made a good point about watching for a week. We might not last that long. It’s going to be as boring as hell. But we definitely need to watch for a few days,” he replied.

  “Well, in that case, we can leave the tent and the shelter here. It’s not like someone is going to come along and steal them. The tent isn’t visible from the road, and anyone who sees it will be on their way to Roxburgh anyway and would mention it’s been abandoned to the townspeople.”

  “Besides, there have never been any visitors at night. In fact, there have been almost no visitors at all. We did have some lost tourists once, but apart from them and you, no one else.”

  Summer gave them both a big grin as she finished getting dressed. “So we leave it. Whoever is on duty can use it for the week.”

  The trip back to the settlement didn’t take long, and as soon as they arrived, Chris hurried inside to check where all his men were. They were seated at the table, still sipping coffee and talking. Great.

  While Roland brought in their trash and refilled their water container, Chris centered himself among his men and said, “I have some good news.”

  “There are enough cars to make the gas station viable?” asked Bryan with a huge grin.

  “I think so. We saw on average one vehicle on at least one of the three roads every ten to fifteen minutes all day long. Also, several of the vehicles that went past in the morning returned at night, which tells us they are relatively local people on a daily commute.”

  “Maybe not daily. Maybe they go somewhere a couple of times a week,” objected James.

  “That’s just as good from our point of view. Stone said locals are often willing to drop in and talk. To hear and share the news. And once they drop in, they’re likely to buy something.”

  “That’s right. If Bryan makes awesome soups, they’ll get known in the area, and people will stop regularly to buy some. They’ll get their gas at your gas station as well. It’s just a matter of getting to know everyone by name and building friendships.”

  Two of the men bumped knuckles. “We can do that.”

  Chris nodded and continued, “So I need to report back to Alpha Wolfric. I’d like to declare allegiance to him. We’ve discussed that a little in the past. What do the rest of you think?”

  He looked down and closed his lips tightly together. He needed everyone to feel free to have their say without trying to win people over. They’d discussed it a few times, but people had to be willing to make the decision themselves. For a wolf, swearing allegiance to an Alpha was a serious matter. The Alpha had the right to request the wolf’s service as, and when, he needed it. A wolf might even be expected to give his life for his Alpha. That almost never happened these days, but it was still a possibility, if they were running as wolves and hunters tried to shoot the Alpha, for example.

  The problem was that their own Alpha was no longer a good leader because he wasn’t answering the needs of his pack. It was quite possible to change packs. Wolves did that when they moved far from home, quite often. Chris felt they’d traveled a far enough distance to make joining a new pack a logical solution from a geographic point of view and not a statement of dissatisfaction with their old Alpha. Even though the need for change was the primary reason for their departure from
Idaho, geography was a face-saver for their old Alpha.

  He sat silently while various men spoke. They were thoughtful, and several of them summed up the pros and cons of joining a new pack very fairly. But he was pleased when it seemed each one was in favor of the change. After all, these were the men who’d taken the huge step of leaving home with him, and they’d bonded even more strongly as they’d worked together to build their new home. Not that it was anywhere near finished, but it was quite livable now, and he thought they were ready for the next step.

  Finally the conversation ran down, and he looked at Roland. “Shall we vote?”

  All around the table people nodded.

  “Okay. Hands off the table, everyone.”

  The men shuffled back. This was their standard manner of voting, and it was a reasonable system that worked for them, making each man responsible for his own choices.

  “Right hand on the table for yes. No hands for no. Three, two, one, vote.”

  There was a multitude of slams against the table, and Chris looked around. Stone, Reuben, Indigo, Summer, and Kevin had stood up and stepped away from the table. The remaining eight men all had their right hand palm down on the woodwork.

  “Thank you. It’s unanimous. I’ll contact Alpha Wolfric tonight with our results and organize how we can join his pack.”

  Roland turned around to the visitors. “How do you usually do it?” he asked.

  “Some people go to Towler and swear allegiance in person. Others do it over Skype,” said Stone.

  “I met a few people at the pack gathering who’d never seen the Alpha in person before,” confirmed Indigo.

  “Since we’re all new it might be good to go. We could talk through any details of our plan about the store and gas station as well. Maybe not for a few weeks though, or even a few months. Not until we’re sure what we plan to do and have everything organized properly,” he said.

  “I think we should have firm arrangements in place for our future when we visit Alpha Wolfric. We do these counting studies and spend more time with Stone and Reuben, learning all we can from them. And then we got to Towler. It’ll be good to see the Alpha’s hometown and maybe we can learn things from that place as well,” said Roland.