Page 22 of The Reluctant Siren (Texas Sirens: Legacy #2)

Harlow wasn’t sure what they were moving on to, but her whole body was humming with a pleasant arousal.

No future. No past. Just tonight.

She could handle that, but the thought of Jensen working with her played around in the back of her mind.

Was he ready this time?

She could accept that he was a dumbass who thought he was saving her. She could accept that Niall was a dumbass who thought he was helping a friend and got caught up in a trap she had not laid out for him.

Actually, now that she thought about it, Jensen was the one who laid the trap, but he did it in a dumbass way, and now they might all be trapped.

“I wouldn’t like what you’re thinking right now, would I?”

Niall asked, and he was holding a big old anal plug. She was fairly certain it was also a vibrator.

“Not at all, Sir. I was thinking about how nice my spanking was and how we all understand that I have never actually had anal sex, so we should start small,”

she said in her sweetest voice.

He snorted, but he put that large plug away.

“I have a starter. I bought it for you.”

“Where?”

Jensen asked.

“It’s not like there’s a toy store out here.”

Niall shrugged.

“I’m an optimist.”

Jensen’s eyes narrowed.

“Sure you are. Let’s move this to the bedroom. Don’t forget to bring the lube.”

She gasped as Jensen’s big arms went around her waist and he lifted her up.

No one carried her around. No one except him and Niall.

All of this anger is justified, but I also want you to feel okay forgiving them if you want. I will do whatever you need, sister. I will hate them both or I will welcome them as my brothers and try to protect them from Dad.

Her sister’s words whispered through her head. She didn’t have to be stubborn. She didn’t have to be completely unyielding so she looked tough. Her mom would welcome them. Her papa could be softened up. Her dad could be blackmailed.

Her friends…

Her friends would love and support her, and if they thought she was stupid then she would prove them wrong or not care about their opinions.

Was she thinking about this? She’d thought when Greer and Gigi and Ruby showed up that they would bolster her belief that she’d been treated poorly and could use Niall and Jensen and toss them away like trash. They’d listened to her and agreed with her, and somehow she was still here because she also knew they loved her and would stand by her.

And they would love the Niall and Jensen she knew. The Niall who took care of the people around him and the Jensen who loved so fiercely it was hard for him to ever let go.

But they hurt her.

“Baby, I meant it.”

Jensen lowered her down.

“You don’t have to think tonight. You don’t have to make a single decision beyond whether or not you want us. You decide you don’t want sex, we’ll watch some TV or play a game or something. I think there’s an old copy of Clue around here somewhere.”

He could be so sweet. She’d forgotten how sweet he could be. Somehow she’d reduced their entire relationship to sex and a one-sided love and had totally forgotten how he’d loved her. Fiercely and holding nothing back. It made for some passionate fights, but somehow Niall being here with them cooled off the hottest of the fires that burned between them.

Was this the way it was with her parents?

Eww. She thought about her parents and she was naked.

Jensen stared down at her.

“We can do whatever you want, baby.”

“I need you to be a rough as fuck Dom right now because I just wondered if this is how it was for my parents and if you don’t get that image out of my head, I might never have sex again.”

His whole demeanor changed. His eyes got hard, and his shoulders seemed broader than they were before.

“Bend over the bed, Harlow. Right fucking now.”

She did as he commanded and then fought to breathe because he was right back to smacking her ass. And he wasn’t holding back.

“Niall, you want to take care of her mouth while I handle her little asshole?”

Jensen asked when he was done setting her ass on fire.

But she wasn’t thinking about anything but them now.

She felt the bed move underneath her and then Niall was in front of her. At some point he chucked his clothes, and she got to stare at his masculine perfection.

“I think I can handle her mouth. Do you have any idea how long I’ve waited to feel those gorgeous lips of yours wrapped around my cock?”

Niall’s voice had gone low and deep. His hand was on that cock, stroking himself until he was long and hard and impossibly sexy.

How long had she thought about sucking him off? Definitely the last couple of months. She’d had visions of getting on her knees in front of this man, of being his good girl.

Jensen was going to make it hard on her though. She could feel him moving behind her, prepping to play with her ass. Play with it? He was going to work a damn plug in there so she would be ready to take both of them.

Both her men. Her temporary men.

She shoved the thought out. Jensen was right. She didn’t have to think about that tonight. All that mattered tonight was pleasing these two Masters.

“I will do my best, Sir,”

she promised.

“It’s been a while for me. I haven’t…not since…”

“She’ll be fine,”

Jensen replied with a chuckle.

“She used to make my eyes roll to the back of my head. You’ll struggle to make it last, her mouth is so fucking hot.”

That was what she needed to hear. Being around Jensen in this place where he grew up was reminding her of all the good parts of their relationship. And she was discovering how nice it was to belong to Master Niall.

A D/s relationship might work.

Nope. She wasn’t going there. She was focusing on the issue at hand, and that was making Niall’s mind go wonky like he’d done to hers the previous night. That man had eaten her pussy like it was his damn job, and she was going to return the favor.

She leaned forward. It was difficult because she couldn’t use her hands. She had to hold on to the footboard of the bed to balance against Jensen’s work. It was a challenge.

She liked a challenge.

Niall’s cock was thick and long, and she couldn’t wait to get her tongue on the pearly fluid peeking out of the slit. She went right for it, swiping her tongue across it and reveling in the taste of his arousal. A low groan came from her Master’s throat, and she could see the way the muscles of his thighs tightened and his hand gripped his cock.

“You’re going to make me crazy, princess. Do it again,”

he ordered, his voice going to that dark, deep place it only went to when they were playing.

It only went to for her.

It struck her that neither of these men were in the lifestyle before her. She was the only sub they’d really played with. Oh, they might have run some scenes, but it was all for work or training. She was the only sub either one of them had prepared and planned for, had known they would take to bed and be there for her in the morning.

She rolled her tongue around the head of Niall’s cock. The skin there was silky and smooth, and her tongue found the groove under the head and worked it.

Behind her she felt Jensen’s hand on the small of her back. He moved between her legs, making a place for himself there. She licked and sucked Niall’s cock and whimpered when she felt Jensen part the cheeks of her ass.

Niall’s hand found her hair and gripped her there. Hard. The edge of pain was enough to get her going. Her nipples peaked and her whole body went on alert.

“Don’t stop. You stop and we’ll have to start all over again, and this time I’ll tie you up and we’ll move to the bigger plug.”

She didn’t want that. Not at all. But Jensen was right, and the threat of punishment during play made her pussy tighten in anticipation.

They knew exactly what she needed.

She managed to not squirm when she felt the cool lube start to coat her tender flesh. It made her breath hitch, but she concentrated on the big cock in her mouth. Niall had her hair in a tight grip, moving her on and off his dick. Her scalp felt lit up, every slight pain pushing her higher.

And Jensen was working, too. She gasped around the cock in her mouth as she felt the first press of fingers against her. Pressure and heat mixed with the arousal flooding her system.

She was caught between them, and there was nothing she could do but ride out whatever they intended to give her. It was a hot fantasy in her head that fed her soul, and yet she knew it was only possible because she trusted them, because she knew damn well they would give her nothing but pleasure. So it was safe to play out fantasies and explore the boundaries of her sexuality because they wouldn’t take more than she had to give. They would honor her boundaries fully. It was easy to give over to the idea that they had her captive and she couldn’t get away. She would be forced to give these men everything she had, her body, her mind, her soul.

Her heart.

Jensen was definitely giving her a couple of fingers. She couldn’t help the moan that came from her throat as he breached her and rimmed her, massaging the lube in before replacing warm fingers with the cool, hard feel of the plug.

“Fuck, I’m not going to last,”

Niall said, his tone low. His hands tightened again, lighting up her scalp.

“Suck me hard, princess. Let me fill that mouth up.”

She wanted nothing more than to be filled with them. She could feel the warmth of Jensen’s skin against her backside and knew he’d shed his clothes at some point. He was likely going to give her exactly what she wanted as soon as he was satisfied she’d taken the plug.

She tried to relax because while sucking Niall’s cock was exciting, she wanted Jensen’s deep inside her pussy, wanted to feel how tight he would be with the plug in her ass. It would be a preview of what was to come.

What she wanted. Both of them, and then even if it didn’t work, she could hold on to the memory forever.

She felt a low groan go through Niall and the spurt of his orgasm on her tongue. He held her head there, pumping into her. He wasn’t treating her like a fragile doll. He was treating her like a sex toy, there for his pleasure, and it did something for her.

She felt the plug slide home, felt the way it held her open and how she tightened around it.

As she licked the last of Niall’s arousal off his cock, she heard the sound of a condom wrapper being torn open, and she had to bite back a cry of anticipation.

“That’s right, princess,”

Niall said soothingly. His hand stroked her hair now, easing it back. He sat there, his cock still on full display. He took her hands and put them around his hips.

“Hold on to me while he fucks you. Tell me what it feels like. I want to know how tight you are, how wet you are.”

“She’s so fucking wet,”

Jensen said with a groan as he pressed his cock to her pussy.

She could feel the plug riding hard inside her. Like Niall was there. Like they were all together and would be that way for the rest of their lives.

He thrust up inside her and she felt Niall’s hands on her body, holding her and giving her something to balance against.

“Tell me how it feels.”

“So good,”

she managed to get out.

“I love how big his cock is, how it fills me up, and it’s the right side of pain.”

Jensen’s hands gripped her hips, and he slid his cock in and out.

“She feels like heaven, but you know that.”

“And the plug?”

Niall asked.

“Makes her so tight I can barely hold it together,”

Jensen admitted even as he worked his cock inside again.

“I don’t know how we’ll manage when she’s between us and we can… We’ll be able to feel each other…fucking her.”

“Fuck,”

Niall cursed.

“I’m hard again. Hold on, princess. Let him have you and then I’ll get my chance. I love your mouth, but nothing feels as good as your pussy. I can’t wait until I’m the one fucking you. Do you have any idea how gorgeous you are right now?”

She held on to him as Jensen worked his magic, each thrust taking her higher and higher. She fought to breathe but Niall was right there, giving her tender words while she enjoyed the primal pleasure of Jensen’s cock.

It was overwhelming, and she couldn’t deny that this was a place she’d never been to before. She’d never felt this level of intimacy and worried nothing would ever be as good as being between these two men.

“So fucking gorgeous.”

Niall leaned over and brushed his lips across her forehead even as Jensen’s thrusts moved her back and forth. The tender gesture sent her right over the edge. Jensen’s cock hit her sweet spot, and the pleasure was overwhelming.

“That’s right,”

Niall encouraged.

“Let it all go. Take everything he has to give you.”

She heard Jensen groan and then felt him stiffen behind her. His fingers gripped her hips as he lost his rhythm and fucked her with abandon.

She held onto Niall and rode out the rest of the orgasm. She felt Jensen slip from her pussy and kiss her neck before pulling away.

“I’m going to get the shower ready,”

he said.

“Bring her in there when you’re done and I’ll clean her up.”

Niall chuckled.

“You won’t. You’ll fuck her again.”

A low laugh huffed from Jensen.

“Probably.”

Niall hauled her on the bed.

“Well, you’re mine for now. Squeeze that plug tight. I want to feel it.”

He kissed her and started the process all over again.