Carter, Beth D. - Lawless Hearts (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (13 page)

“That can be arranged,” Garrett told him.

In the next heartbeat, everything shattered.
Scharlie
wasn’t sure what it was that told Cassidy that Cox was going fire his gun, but one minute she was standing, waiting for something to happen, and the next second, Cassidy was diving to the ground with his arms around her. They landed with a hard thud, the sound of guns firing all around.

She heard a body fall next to her, and she opened her eyes and found herself staring into the cold, lifeless eyes of Breaux Cox. In the darkness, she couldn’t see the damage that Garrett’s rifle had caused, but a dark pool of blood was rapidly forming around him.

Cassidy stood and pulled her up, out of the way of the blood. He pressed her face into his chest. “Don’t look,” he said softly.

“Are you both okay?” Garrett demanded, walking over and examining them both.

She felt Cassidy nod and closed her eyes in relief.

Chapter Seventeen

The next few days afforded no peace for
Scharlie
, Cassidy, and Garrett. Their supervisor arrived in the morning, bringing with him a federal marshal and several deputies. When
Scharlie
showed them the photograph of Breaux Cox sitting among his spoils of lawbreaking, Harlow Thorn was called a hero. Tears of happiness came to
Scharlie’s
eyes at hearing this.

The town of
Rock
Ridge was in awe of being the focus of attention, and
Scharlie
was able to resume her duties as schoolteacher right away. Cassidy and Garrett were kept busy, as well, as they dealt with wrapping up the case.

And then finally came the afternoon, after school had let out allowing
Scharlie
to head home for the weekend, that she saw Cassidy and Garrett sitting on her front porch. Each had his hat off, and they watched her bring the wagon around and secure it. Garrett rose and came to help her unhitch the horse.

This was all done in silence. While Garrett evaded her gaze, Cassidy’s light eyes did not miss one detail. Dread coursed through her body because she knew that they had something to say.

Then she couldn’t put it off any longer. She lifted her skirts and made her way into the house, ignoring both of them. Her heart pounded painfully in her chest, and she closed her eyes against the tears building.

She was terrified they were going to say good-bye.

Garrett entered first, followed by Cassidy. She could tell the difference by the way their boots struck against the floor.
Scharlie
took a deep breath, gathering her courage, and turned.

“
Scharlie
—” Cassidy started to say, only to be interrupted by her.

“Are you here to tell me you’re leaving?”

They blinked at her before shooting each other a cautious look. “Is that what you want us to say?”

She groaned. “Oh, for God’s sake, Cassidy, I thought we were past the tiptoeing around subjects.”

“We’re here to ask if you would allow us to stay with you,” Garrett replied.

Her breath caught in her chest. She shot a look back and forth between them. “You mean it? You’ll stay with me?”

“We love you,” he replied, then took a step closer. “I love you. I want to protect you, grow old with you. Have babies with you.”

“Me too,” Cassidy said in gruff tone. “I realize it’s an unconventional life, but I get the impression that your friends and neighbors wouldn’t raise too much of a ruckus.”

“You can marry one of us. That way, any children we have together will be legit,” Garrett offered.

She was speechless for a moment as the conversation sunk in. Happiness flooded her.

“Then I guess I’ll marry you,” she said to Garrett.

She saw Cassidy stiffen.

“Because it’ll be much easier explaining a Chinese baby if you’re my husband rather than why my husband’s baby looks like his best friend,” she quipped, continuing. “And besides, I wouldn’t want to tie Cassidy down to such a rigid, conventional life.”

He frowned at her. “I never said such a thing!”

She laughed and threw her arms around both men. “I love you both so much that I never want to be without you.”

There was a brief moment as they hugged her back, and then Cassidy lifted her up into his arms. He strode to the bedroom rapidly.

“What are you doing?” she asked, a bit breathless.

“This is a celebration,” Cassidy explained, looking over at Garrett. “Isn’t that right? You two just got engaged.”

Scharlie
shook her head. “No, Cassidy. That’s not what I meant.” She wiggled in his arms until he set her on her feet. She placed her hands on her hips and glanced between them. “If the three of us are going into this partnership, then there’s going to be a change.”

Garrett cocked an eyebrow while Cassidy narrowed his gaze.

“We love together,” she said. “I realize there will be times when there’ll be private moments, but if we do this, right now, it’ll be all of us. Can you do that?”

She realized the challenge she was giving him. Though he had relinquished control before, it was his trust she was after now. His trust meant everything. The three of them had to be complete before they could begin to fully share their love.

And then he started undressing before her and Garrett. Layer by layer he took off his clothes, dropping them as he maintained eye contact with her.

“I can strip away everything,
Scharlie
,” he said. “Can you? You’ll be taken in every place a woman can be taken. In your cunt, in your ass, in your mouth. You’ll be everything we need you to be.”

Fire erupted inside, making her legs quiver and chill bumps appear on her skin. She turned to look at Garrett, who glanced at them back and forth.

“Garrett?” she asked.

He walked over to her and began unhooking the buttons on her shirt. And as his fingers deftly divested her of clothing, his mouth possessed hers.

Cassidy moved in behind her, helping Garrett. His lips nuzzled her neck, biting gently at the tender skin. She let go to the sensation of both men worshiping her body. In minutes, her clothes were off and she stood gloriously naked between them. She felt Cassidy’s nakedness against her own, his skin smooth and warm, but Garrett was still fully dressed.

She started tugging at his shirt, needing to feel him against her, skin to skin. All three of them together with nothing between them, all the barriers stripped away.

He took the hint and broke the kiss to strip. Cassidy used the opportunity to swing her up in his arms and take her to the bed, depositing her gently. He dipped his head to kiss her neck, slowly making his way to her breasts.
Scharlie’s
breath became shallow as she waited, anticipating. He took his time, licking the skin, taking little nibbles, kissing the few moles she had on her chest. And then finally, he reached her breasts, taking a nipple into his mouth to roll it around and suck until the tip was turgid. Back and forth he went from each peak until she was thrashing under him, moaning her frustration. As much as she was enjoying the attention,
Scharlie
desperately needed him other places.

But then a different set of hands touched her. Garrett’s fingertips traveled upward on her leg, starting at her ankles and trailing higher until he reached the apex of her thighs. He nudged them apart and found her core, dripping and swollen from excitement.

“You’re so fucking wet,” Garrett murmured, dipping one finger into her channel.

Scharlie’s
hips bucked. “Please,” she gasped. “More.”

In response, Cassidy pulled back from her breasts to straddle her chest and bring his cock eye level.
Scharlie
eyed it, licking her lips. He grabbed his penis and guided it to her mouth, nudging her lips a little until she opened to suck him in. He flexed his hips, burying himself deep into her mouth, touching the back of her throat.

She eagerly sucked in deep, swirling her tongue around the hard shaft in her mouth, pulling back some and plunging forward. Cassidy held onto the back of her head, guiding her, in and out, up and down.

Garrett moved his fingers out of her swollen cunt, angled her hips, and started licking her slit. For several moments, all that could be heard in the room was slurping and moans of pleasure.

The dynamic changed again when Cassidy withdrew his dick and Garrett pulled back from her dripping pussy. She groaned in protest, but then fell silent as the men turned her. Garrett lay on his side, facing her. Cassidy lay down tight behind her.

“You know what comes next?” Garrett murmured, taking small nibbles around her mouth.

She didn’t answer, only lifted one of her legs to drape over his. He held his cock with one hand and pulled her hips in with another. He thrust, pushing into her, making her gasp at the exquisite bliss at having him seated fully within her.

He moved her up and down on his cock, touching her all over in his excitement. She wrapped her arms around his neck, hanging on as his fingers started touching between her thighs, sweeping over her clit. Her arousal intensified as his fingers found her sweet spot and rubbed it in time with his thrusts. Higher and higher she flew, wound tighter than any clock.

“That’s it,” Garrett whispered in her ear. “Let go,
Scharlie
. Come for me.”

She shattered, breaking apart in a thousand pieces. As she soared, she felt Cassidy behind her lapping up her cream and smearing it around her puckered back hole.

“Hold on,
Scharlie
,” Cassidy whispered into her ear. “You wanted us to love together, then your wish is our command.”

She was still high on her climax and did not quite understand his words until she felt his cock edge into her from behind. She tensed because she realized that Garrett was still seated in her pussy.

“How?” she asked in a startled gasp.

“Hold on,” Garrett muttered.

He shifted out of her enough for Cassidy’s cock to slide in. Her climax had softened her muscles enough for his penetration to not hurt, although it was a tight squeeze as he kept pushing, going deeper.
Scharlie
forced herself to relax, breathing shallowly until Cassidy seated himself firmly inside her.

“Oh my god,” Cassidy groaned, his head briefly bending to touch hers.

And then they moved like a well-oiled machine. As Garrett slid in, Cassidy would pull out, and then vice versa. They went slow, allowing her to get used to the feel of them impaling her at one time. Where one ended, the other began, over and over, their increase happening very slowly.

“You’re so tight,” Garrett breathed. “So good. So fucking good.”

Speed built up as the alternated between filling her ass, then pussy, and then back again. Every thrust was in rapid succession to the previous.

Scharlie’s
orgasm rippled over her suddenly, taking her completely by surprise. She lost control, bucking wildly between the two men and throwing their rhythm off as her body broke apart in rapture and stars danced behind her closed eyelids.

“That’s it,” Cassidy muttered. “Come for us,
Scharlie
. Oh, fuck, oh fuck!”

Cassidy’s breath blew out harshly as he grabbed her hips and erupted inside her. She could feel his cock jerk as his hot cream sputtered deep.

Garrett had held still through both orgasms, but as Cassidy’s began to subside, he suddenly started thrusting again, faster and harder than before, now that he didn’t have to go in tandem.

“Garrett!”
Scharlie
gasped, her hips meeting his thrusts.

Cassidy had pulled from her body, and now he reached around her to play with her sensitive nipples, pulling on them and pinching them. The little stabs of pain only heightened the pleasure of Garrett hitting so far inside her.

And then he grunted as every one of his muscles contracted while his climax broke over him, Spurt after spurt filled her, and
Scharlie
wrapped her arms around his big, sweaty body.

He eased off her, and each man cocooned her.
Scharlie
could feel their combined juices running down her legs, but she was too tired to clean up. She was content, wrapped in the arms of her men.

THE END

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