Page 26 of The Reluctant Siren (Texas Sirens: Legacy #2)

Niall walked into the yard where Harlow sat with her mom, holding her hand as she talked.

“The sex is incredible. That’s not the problem. The problem is I’m always waiting for it to fall apart,”

Harlow said.

Chase groaned.

“Does she have to talk about the sex? I thought we agreed to never do that.”

Natalie Dawson stood and frowned her husband’s way.

“We agreed that you’re risking losing your daughter. By we, I mean Ben and me.”

Lucas raised a hand.

“I also agreed.”

Nat pointed a finger his way.

“Did you fix things with Jack tonight?”

Lucas suddenly seemed fascinated by the trees around them.

“I’ll be in the car.”

“Coward,”

Chase muttered and then moved toward his daughter. “Harlow…”

She stood up and walked to the man she called Deranged Dad and threw her arms around him.

“I love you, Dad. I wish you would trust me to know what I want.”

A shudder went through Chase Dawson as he hugged his daughter tight.

“I love you, too, baby girl. So fucking much. I’m going to be better. The last thing I want is to make your life harder. If you want those two idiots over there, I’ll make sure it happens.”

Now, see, somehow he managed to make that sound like a threat. But given the fact that Jensen sometimes made poor choices, maybe having a deranged Dawson around wasn’t such a bad idea.

Harlow pulled back with a laugh.

“I think I can handle them, Dad.”

She moved to her papa and hugged him, too.

“Thank you for bringing Mom and Uncle Lucas out here.”

Ben hugged his daughter.

“You’re welcome. We’ll talk some more in the morning. Your dad has already put in his request with the chef.”

Harlow was still smiling as she stepped back.

“Niall is good with breakfast. Maybe we can sit down and talk this all out. Did Jensen fire Uncle Lucas yet?”

“No.”

Niall moved in.

“But he is being stubborn.”

“Then we’ll work on him.”

Harlow took his hand.

He brought it to his chest, placing it right over his heart.

“It’s not going to fall apart, baby. I will do everything I can to make sure it doesn’t.”

She leaned into him.

“Niall, I look forward to getting to know you.”

Nat Dawson was a lovely woman who looked far too young to have two grown daughters. Maybe it was the pink hair or the vibrant smile.

This was the woman who hadn’t thought she deserved the love she was offered.

She did now.

Could Jensen someday smile like that? Look comfortable in his own skin because he trusted his family?

He held her hand for a moment.

“I look forward to it, too.”

She told Jensen the same thing, and Jensen was saying all the right words.

“Come on, Cotton Candy,”

Chase said, taking his wife’s hand.

“You know you want to get to whatever passes for a hotel in this place so you can yell at me.”

Nat gave her husband a grin.

“Nah. I’m just going to point out all the things that housekeeping might have missed, and that can be my revenge.”

Chase’s eyes closed.

“A proper revenge. The only thing worse than public buffets? Public beds.”

Ben snorted.

“Then you can sleep in the car and I’ll play out some hooker fantasies with our wife.”

“Papa,”

Harlow protested.

Ben started to lead their wife away.

“Nope. If you’re going to talk about sex, then we’re free to as well. I’ll tell you all about what your dad and I are going to do to your mom.”

“I’ll be silent,”

Harlow yelled out. She looked to him, a frown on her face.

“He’s supposed to be the nice one.”

She was so freaking adorable. He was madly in love with her. And so scared they were about to lose Jensen. He needed to show Jensen that they were together. They were a team. If he could show Jensen how good it could be, maybe he would be more willing to listen in the morning.

“Princess, I think he just doesn’t want to listen to stories about our sex life,”

Niall pointed out.

“And I do not blame him.”

“Are you okay?”

Jensen seemed to relax when he heard the car doors close and the engine come on.

She put a hand on Jensen’s arm, drawing him close.

“It was good to talk to my mom. I know it’s dangerous, but…”

Jensen’s head shook, and he leaned over to brush a kiss on her forehead.

“I’m glad you got to see her, too. I’m glad they came. It was good to spend time with them, and I’m definitely happy you made up with your dad.”

She sighed and seemed comfortable between them.

“Me, too. But it was stressful, and I’m worried and I’m never getting back to sleep. I should talk to Jack.”

That wasn’t happening.

“He’s already asleep in the guest room. We’ll talk in the morning. For tonight let’s see if we can get you relaxed.”

“Yes, I think we could all use some comfort.”

Jensen’s eyes went soft as he looked down at her. He put his hands on her cheeks.

“I want us to be together tonight. I know we had you earlier, but…”

She nodded.

“I’m fine. Yes. I want you. I’m ready. Take me to bed and let me get in between you both. Talking to my mom gave me some perspective. I’m afraid and I’m not being brave. It’s easy for me to put my life on the line, but my heart is a different story. I’m going to be brave from now on. I promise.”

“You are brave. You are fucking perfect, Harlow. I’ve always known it. You are smart and capable, and you deserve the absolute best life you can have,”

Jensen said.

“The best life is with us.”

Niall wasn’t sure what was up with his best friend, but he had the night and tomorrow to work on him. Without Jack around dangling law enforcement promises in front of him, he might have a chance.

Harlow nodded and turned her lips up.

“All of us.”

Jensen leaned over and kissed her, practically inhaling her sweetness. Niall watched as his partner drugged their girl with kisses. She was soft and pliant as Jensen picked her up and moved for the door. Arousal started to thrum through his system.

They were going to get her between them and then it would be done. Then their pledge would be made, and Jensen wouldn’t be able to back out. He was being paranoid. Like Harlow, he was letting his fear lead him, and he needed to be brave.

This was going to work because he couldn’t imagine a world without these two people.

He wanted to live this life with them.

He jogged to get ahead of them, opening the door and letting them through. Jensen was focused on the bedroom, but Harlow winked at Niall as they strode by.

He followed them, pulling his shirt over his head as he walked through the living room.

Jack opened the bathroom door and started to walk out and then turned and closed it, obviously not willing to witness his cousin being ravished by the two men who loved her more than life itself.

He prayed Jensen loved her more than his own guilt.

Jensen strode through the door that led to the bedroom they had been sharing for days. He set her on her feet and kissed her, his mouth covering hers, hands pulling her against his body.

Niall moved to the other side. What had been awkward at first now felt normal and natural. He let his hands roam the curves of her body as he kissed the nape of her neck. He breathed her in. He was never going to get tired of this. Of being with them. There was something special about being with the two of them that he wasn’t sure he could replicate on his own. Oh, if anything happened to Jensen, Niall would be right there, taking care of their girl. But he would feel his loss, too.

“Your father is irritating,”

Jensen said against her lips.

“And I think he might have been planning on assassinating me. He told me he checked out my apartment building, but I’m pretty sure he did recon on the whole area.”

That made Niall chuckle.

“A sniper’s perch was mentioned.”

Harlow growled, the sound strangely sexy. She was actually a little like her dad, but it was sexy on her.

“He is such a hypocrite. He fears the sniping above all others and yet it’s his first go to.”

Jensen focused on her.

“I don’t care what he thinks of me. You’re all that matters, and you need to remember that. Anything Niall or I do, we’re doing it for you.”

“Which is why we’ll talk out any big decisions.”

Yeah, that didn’t sound good. It sounded like they would be having a big talk in the morning.

“Of course we will,”

Jensen said as though Niall was worrying for nothing.

And he might be. This might be the trauma of the last few years messing with his head and threatening to cause drama where there was none.

He wanted to forget it all and concentrate on what they were about to do.

Make her theirs.

Harlow’s head shook.

“I don’t want to talk about this tonight. Tomorrow we can sit down with my parents and my uncle and we’ll figure this out. For tonight, kiss me. I want to be between you. I want to know what it means to have both of my men.”

The request went straight to his cock, blurring any warning signs and pointing him in one completely undeniable direction. Her head turned enough that he could get his mouth on hers. She was sweet and submissive, and every fucking thing he needed in the whole world.

She turned and he managed to draw her into his arms, hands going to cup her ass and pull her against his hardening cock.

“You’re getting both of us. Right now. Tell me where you want me, princess.”

He growled the command.

“You’ve spent so much time torturing my ass, I think you should take it first, Niall. And I want Jensen in my pussy. I want to watch his face when he feels your cock slide against his while you’re both inside me.”

“Fuck,”

Jensen cursed.

“I don’t know that I can handle it when you start talking dirty.”

She was the sweet, filthy, gorgeous sub. He pulled the tank top over her head, exposing her breasts.

“I love it. Tell me more about how it’s going to feel when we’re both inside you.”

He reached out and cupped one, letting his fingers find her already hard nipple.

Her breath hitched like she knew what was coming next.

“I’ll be so full. I won’t be able to move because I’m trapped between your big, hard bodies. I’ll have to ride one of you while the other gets behind me.”

“I’ll get behind you,”

Niall promised. He had to focus on breathing because all he could think about was how tight her asshole was going to be around his cock. He would have to fight his way in.

He twisted her nipple. Hard.

A gasp came from those lips of hers, and her body shuddered delicately. She bit her bottom lip and continued on.

“I’ll feel Jensen under me, and his cock will stretch my pussy and it’ll be so good.”

Jensen was the one behind her now. His hand wound its way down her torso to the apex of her thighs. One big finger slid over her pussy, parting the petals of her labia before circling her clit and making her gasp again.

“I’ll make sure it feels good. I’ll hold you tight so you won’t be able to wriggle and squirm and fight him. I’ll hold your cheeks apart so he can thrust his cock right in.”

Another hard twist. This time to her other nipple. Her eyes glazed over with pure need.

“He’ll make sure you let me in. I won’t be kept out. Your ass is mine tonight. Your body is ours always.”

Theirs to protect and pleasure and comfort. It was all he wanted to do with the rest of his days. He’d spent so much time trying to tie his life and worth to some career or level of success, but this was it. A man’s life could be wound up in serving his family, in building with them. He loved the gym, and as long as it served his family he would probably run it forever, but they were more important than anything else.

“Yours, Niall. I’m done playing around like I’m not going to forgive you,”

she vowed.

“Deep down I forgave you both quickly, but my pride sometimes gets in the way. I won’t let it come between us.”

He had never heard sweeter words.

“And we’ll get through all of this, princess. We’re going to put our pride aside, too. We’ll do what it takes to keep us together.”

Jensen kissed her shoulder.

“We’ll do what it takes.”

He had to believe his partner. Niall set aside his worry. He wanted to concentrate on being together. Tomorrow was soon enough. He would sit down with Jensen and come up with a plan to deal with her dad. Her mom seemed to be on board, and Ben would likely give them long lectures on how to treat their daughter.

But he did have to figure out how to keep Chase from sniping them.

He dropped to his knees because those pretty nipples needed more. He leaned forward and didn’t care that Jensen’s muscular arm was brushing against his shoulder and he could feel it against his chest since his partner was currently stroking Harlow’s clit. Jensen didn’t move, didn’t seem to feel any of the awkwardness they’d started out with. They were getting this whole team-up play down.

He licked her nipple, eliciting the sweetest groan.

“Wait until we get you back at The Hideout,”

Niall promised.

“Wait until we take you on that main stage and tie your hands and ankles down and fill your every hole with our cocks. And they’ll all be watching. All the Doms will want to be us, but we would never let them touch you because you’re ours.”

“Yours,”

she vowed before he gently bit down on her nipple, and she jerked slightly.

“Damn, she’s wet. Whatever you are doing, keep it up,”

Jensen said.

She was going to come if he let Jensen keep going. He didn’t want that. He wanted her desperate for them.

He kissed her nipple, easing the ache his teeth had caused. He could smell her arousal, loved the way her hips were rolling, trying so hard to get Jensen’s fingers to apply the exact amount of pressure so she could steal an orgasm from them.

He let his head dip back so he could see her face.

“Princess, you’re not allowed to come until we’re both inside you.”

“Sure,”

she said as her hips rolled again.

Jensen huffed and backed up.

“I don’t think she’s listening.”

“Then we’ll have to discipline her.”

He knew exactly what he wanted to do to their gorgeous girl.

It was time for some punishment.