Page 28 of The Reluctant Siren (Texas Sirens: Legacy #2)

Harlow could barely breathe she was so aroused. She licked her lips, taking in the last of what Jensen had given her before leaning over and licking the head of Niall’s cock.

His hand came out, stroking back her hair. He looked down at her with those gorgeous eyes of his. They were warm and filled with affection. How had she thought for an instant he’d played her? Niall was open and honest about how he felt. Not so honest about how he got there, but she trusted him now.

And Jensen. It might be a mistake, but she loved him. She’d loved him from the moment she met him, but now she realized it wouldn’t have worked in the long run. They needed Niall to ground them and bring them together when they got stubborn. Niall was the bridge between them.

She swiped at it again, feeling her power over this man. She would never abuse it. She would give him everything she had.

Her jaw might ache, but she was here for it. Somehow she thought they would all be better in the morning. Better for committing to each other fully tonight.

That’s what this whole thing was. They still had hurdles to jump, but they would do it together. She wouldn’t talk about leaving them again.

Being around her mom made her admit what she wanted. She didn’t want to compromise. She wanted all the love they could give her, and damn the world if it couldn’t accept them. The good news was her parents and their family and friends had built a whole lovely world where no one would bat an eye.

Her friends would ask her questions, want to know that she knew what she was doing, and then they would get on board. Oh, she had no doubt the guys—and Kala Taggart—would have a deep, serious discussion about what would happen if they hurt her, but these guys could handle it.

She licked at Niall’s cock, playful swipes of her tongue as she adjusted to the position. If she didn’t keep that damn plug in they might make her start all over, and she was so close. Jensen’s tongue had felt like heaven, and she’d been desperate to ride that wave, but no, her Masters had to be nasty about it.

“Buddy, is this what she did to you?”

Niall asked in a deadpan tone.

She glanced up and Jensen stood right beside Niall. Like their shoulders were touching. These men, who had been awkward as hell about sharing her sexually, stood there like decadent gods staring down at her. If there was any hesitation at watching each other’s dicks, she did not sense it. They were all about the sex and the intimacy, and their past worries about masculinity had no place here. They were all masculine. Oozing with male authority, and none of the insecurity they had before.

These men knew she was theirs and didn’t doubt it for an instant.

“No. She went all in. She sucked me until I couldn’t take another second of it. I was worried, but she’s so fucking sexy I’m already springing back to life,”

Jensen said as he palmed that big cock of his, and sure enough, he was getting hard again.

“Yeah, that was my impression. I think she might need some encouragement to do the same for me,”

Niall observed.

She shook her head.

“No, Master, I can do it.”

She used her sweetest, subbiest voice because they were playing and she wanted whatever they were going to give her.

Niall stroked her hair.

“But you didn’t. Let’s see if you can do better now.”

Jensen moved and she lost sight of him, but she was pretty sure what he was going to do.

She licked Niall again because if she was getting a spanking, she wanted to deserve it. Niall couldn’t stop the smile that crossed his face. He was never going to be the hard-ass Dom. He loved how bratty she could be, and it was hard for him not to show it. He managed to get his affectionate expression under control and look a bit intimidating as he glanced behind her.

“She’s a brat who needs some punishment, brother,” he said.

She braced herself, and sure enough, the sound of her flesh being spanked hit her before the pain did. The sound cracked through the air, and she clenched tight right before the sweetest ache hit. It made her check her breath before becoming heat that flooded her system.

“Try again,”

Jensen commanded.

“You make him moan. You take him deep or I’ll replace that nice plug he gave you with one that’s lubed up a little differently.”

Oh, he was mean. He wasn’t talking about simply re-lubing up the piece of plastic she had shoved up her ass in place of a warm cock. He was talking about ginger lube or worse. Something that would make her burn and squirm, and Niall wouldn’t care because he would be wearing a condom so it wouldn’t affect him.

She decided to take the threat seriously, and when she took Niall’s cock into her mouth this time, she wasn’t playing. She sucked his cockhead behind her lips, grazing him gently with her teeth and sending a shudder through her Dom. Jensen’s hands went soft on her skin, rubbing where he’d spanked, and then she felt him laying kisses on the curve of her lower back.

She concentrated on Niall. She loved the fact that she could still taste Jensen on her tongue even while she worked it over Niall’s dick. She settled in, whirling her tongue around and not leaving a centimeter of his cock left untended. She explored, learning how he was built, what parts were particularly sensitive. He moaned every time she lapped at the slight dent under his head, and his whole body went tense when she gently sucked at his slit, drawing that salty arousal onto her tongue.

“That’s better. That’s what I need.”

The words came out of Niall’s mouth on a low groan, and she felt him touch her hair, fisting it in his hand. He pumped his hips, filling her mouth with cock while Jensen kissed her back, and she could feel him get hard again. The evidence was there against her thighs as his hands moved under her torso to cup her breasts.

It was all she could do to not cry out when he twisted her nipples. Instead, she let out a groan that resounded around Niall’s flesh and made him curse.

He pulled away, his body flush with need.

“I can’t. I’ll come if she touches me with that tongue of hers again, and I want to be deep inside her ass when I do that. Get her ready for me.”

Oh, she was ready. She was so ready. She could feel how wet her pussy was, how her nipples were tight and desperate.

Jensen laid down on the bed, holding a hand out. He was so gorgeous, every inch of him muscled and covered in smooth golden skin. His cock was erect again, brushing up against his abs, and there was a pearl of arousal there like she hadn’t recently swallowed him down. His eyes were hot on her as he waited.

“Come on, baby, I want you to ride me.”

There was nothing she wanted more. She moved carefully, not wanting to lose the plug.

She slid her pussy over his cock, letting it get wet from her own arousal. Jensen’s jaw was clenched as Niall passed him the condom. She leaned back and watched him stroke himself and slide the condom on, rolling it over his cock. Then his hands were on her hips, gripping them and guiding her down.

She sank onto his dick, loving the way it felt as he filled her.

With the plug she felt full, but she was still missing something. Niall. She needed them both. In bed. In life. Always. She was in love with both men, and she didn’t want to pretend or play around anymore. She wanted this for the rest of her days.

Jensen held her hips even as he rocked his up, thrusting further and then pulling back, rubbing that glorious spot deep inside her.

“Ease down, princess,”

Niall commanded. His big hand was on her back, and he gently pressed her down until her breasts were against Jensen’s chest and their mouths close together.

Jensen’s hands came up to cup her face and bring her down so he could kiss her long and slow. His tongue invaded, lazily rubbing against hers while his cock twitched inside her.

She felt Niall pull the plug from her, but she couldn’t tense up because Jensen was distracting her. Over and over with kisses and strokes. He lit her body up, and all she could do was whimper when she felt Niall move in behind her, heard him rip open the condom wrapper.

She heard his low groan and then let out one of her own when she felt him start to press his cock against her. Pressure sparked but she held herself still, letting him rim her and then start to breach. She whimpered, and Jensen ran his tongue over her bottom lip.

“Relax, baby. Let him in. Let him in so we can fuck you together,”

Jensen whispered.

“So your men can love you properly.”

Together. All three of them. She kissed Jensen again and pressed her pelvis out.

She felt the sharp pleasure of Niall’s cock sliding inside.

Jensen’s head fell back, and his jaw tightened.

“That feels so good.”

It felt… She wasn’t even sure what she was feeling. It was a jangly sensation that sizzled through her, moving from heat to light pain to pleasure. She felt so alive in the moment, so connected to them.

Niall growled behind her, one hand running up her side to cup a breast.

“You feel like fucking heaven.”

“I think you should move this train along,”

Jensen said with a chuckle.

“I’m not going to last, and she’s on the edge. Her pussy is clamped down so hard on me.”

“You should feel her ass,”

Niall muttered.

“Let’s give her what she needs because I’m already close to the edge.”

Niall pulled back, and Jensen shifted his hips up. The twin sensations sent her reeling. She gave over to them, holding on while they moved her body, riding her and taking her higher and higher with each stroke. They seemed to find the perfect rhythm and she moved between them, rocking to the music their bodies made.

She wanted to stay here, to forget the world outside and never leave this place where she was safe and happy and connected to them. But the feeling couldn’t last. Niall seemed to find some spot deep inside her that sent her over the edge. She felt her muscles stiffen and relax as the orgasm hit. It sent her men over the edge, too, each holding her as they found their own pleasure.

She felt drugged as she lay on Jensen’s body. Niall slipped out of her and kissed the back of her neck before he headed to the bathroom.

“Love you,”

Jensen whispered.

“Don’t ever want to let you go.”

She smiled and kissed him, settling in even as Niall eased back into bed.

“Love you, too. Both of you.”

Niall cuddled behind her, keeping them all close.

“Remind your dad of that in the morning. I’m worried he’s still got the sniper plan in mind.”

He chuckled and nuzzled the back of her neck.

“Remind him how much we love you. But maybe don’t mention this part.”

It was her turn to laugh because this moment was perfect.

And she was going to make sure it stayed that way.