Second Chances (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) Page 2

  “This is Kendal…He would like to have a drink with us,” Jariko murmured against her ear.

  Mag’s eyes devoured the young hottie. Goodness, he was old enough to be her daughter’s boyfriend! He offered a shy smile. Her heart nearly melted. She peeked up at Dark and Handsome, unsure of what was happening here.

  He smiled, lips brushing hers ever so softly. “Sit, have a drink,” he ordered.

  She found herself sliding in next to Kendal, heart leaping as Sexy followed, sandwiching her in between them. Kendal draped his arm over the back of the booth. Her legs shot together as Sexy placed a large hand over her thigh, his fingers inching between her clenched legs.

  “Did he tell you his name yet?” Kendal asked as Jariko ordered a bottle of wine, a platter of fruit, and a slice of strawberry cheesecake. He wondered if Jariko had his face between her long legs when he did introduce himself to their sweet goddess.

  Mag shook her head, and Kendal melted her heart further with yet another devastatingly handsome smile. “Jariko...should have seen how he gave me his name. He’s bossy,” he warned.

  Mag glanced back at Jariko. He was staring right at her. “No…Pup just has a hard time following orders,” he remarked smoothly, sneaky fingers finding the hem of her dress, delving and caressing her flesh. She licked her lips. What the hell had she gotten herself into?

  Jariko felt her tremble. She was obviously troubled. He dipped, nuzzling her neck. “I like you…I like Kendal…Kendal is a pup still learning. Wish to join me in teaching him a few manners?” he hummed, lips nipping her neck.

  Mag highly doubted she could teach the young pup anything! She cleared her throat and inched away from him only to push up closer to the solidness of Kendal. She froze and her eyes fluttered closed. Get your shit together, Magan! You have two handsome men, one on each side of you. Hot, hard bodies…handsome…virile oh, pussy dripping again. Cocks, do they have big cocks? Her eyes shot wide open. Would they suck each other off and let her watch?

  Both men laughed as if hearing her thoughts. Jariko caressed her bare arm. Warmth seared from that one caress throughout all of her. Kendal twirled a strand of her hair.

  She swallowed nervously. “I think you two have gotten the wrong idea,” she whispered.

  Kendal smirked.

  Jariko shook his head. “Nope…I think you’re just losing your backbone.”

  Mag stiffened at that comment. She glared at him. “You’re an ass,” she snapped, only to be annoyed further by his laughter.

  Jariko licked her ear.

  She whimpered, and hell if she didn’t open her legs to his straying hand. His laughter vibrated along her neck. A squeak escaped her as Kendal’s lips brushed the top of her breast.

  Jariko grunted. “See, young pup…just goes for the gusto,” he replied dryly, backing away and nodding to the waiter as he laid out the platter, glasses, and a bottle of wine. Then out of nowhere the slice of cake.

  Mag’s tummy grumbled. She should have eaten something. Her tummy clenched as Kendal’s big hand caressed across it, fingers tiptoeing and sending shivers of delight soaring through her. She sighed, eyes closing. When she opened them a gauze cover was draped over the opening of their booth. She swallowed. “I should go,” she whispered. She shouldn’t be here. She didn’t make a move.

  Jariko shook his head. “Nope, you promised me a drink,” he reminded her.

  She shook her head in protest. “No…I said a drink—there was no I promise to have a drink with you,” she uttered.

  Kendal’s hand stole her breath away as it slid up her thigh, fingers grazing her damp panties. The man growled against her neck. Hot breath kissed her and caressed its way to her breasts, and her nipples tightened to hard peaks and jutted against the flimsy fabric of her dress.

  Jariko poured each of them a drink, handing one to Kendal to stop at least one straying hand. The young pup was going to bring her to satisfaction before he needed to. She deserved so much more than a quick wham-bam thank you ma’am! She deserved their full attention and at a good, slow, pleasurable pace.

  Kendal took the drink and relaxed back, hands leaving her completely. He got it, Big and Tough wanted him to back off. His lip twitched in annoyance. He wanted her to whimper some more. It was music to his ears.

  Jariko caressed her cheek as he watched her hold the glass in trembling hands. “You need to relax…Shit, pardon my rudeness. Name, sweetheart,” he hummed.

  Kendal chuckled.

  Jariko shot him a dirty look, shutting him up. “If you’re going to be a problem you can leave anytime,” he offered.

  Kendal held his hands up in surrender. “No trouble Sir.”

  Jariko’s jaw tensed. He preferred Master when it came to unruly youths like Kendal.

  Mag stared at the two. “You guys don’t know each other?” she rasped, taking a quick sip to wet her parched throat. Obviously her fluids were all rushing down south. She squirmed and wished she hadn’t. Swollen pussy lips rubbed her engorged clit and sent shivers tumbling through her. How the hell had she managed to go this long through life without once being this turned on? God, even in her youth she had not gotten this aroused.

  Jariko grunted. “No…spotted him at the social,” he murmured, plucking up a grape and popping it in his mouth.

  Mag considered him for a moment, watching the muscles in his face flex as he chewed. He was handsome even doing that. She wondered how old he was. She glanced at Kendal. He was definitely pup, early twenties. She furrowed her brow, not sure if she could do what they wanted. Obviously they wanted to do some sort of three-way.

  Kendal slumped at the look in her deep, brown eyes. “You don’t like younger men,” he commented.

  Guilt rushed through Mag. She hadn’t even said anything and hurt his damn feelings! And goodness if she didn’t want to kiss him better. She rolled her eyes.

  Jariko caught the eye rolling. She did that a lot. “No, she just hasn’t ever had a younger man,” he supplied.

  Mag’s eyes darted to his. “You sure are confident of yourself!” she replied, plucking up a strawberry, nibbling, and then sucking it.

  Both men inhaled sharp breaths at the sight of succulent lips loving up the piece of fruit.

  She peeked at Jariko first then Kendal, and her heart fluttered. She had never seen that look from any man in her life. They both looked ready to eat her…alive. She groaned as her thoughts wandered. Tongues licking, mouths sucking, and cries of lust tearing from her lips as both men worked at her. She swallowed the chunk of strawberry and nearly choked as it lodged in her throat. She grabbed her wine, gulping.

  Kendal rubbed her back. Jariko rubbed her throat, and shit if she didn’t tilt her head to give him more room.

  Jariko looked at Kendal, giving a nod. Jariko took her mouth as Kendal buried his face in her breasts. Their hands met between her legs. Kendal shot straight for her clit, hand slipping into her silky panties. Jariko delved his finger into her pussy.

  Mag moaned at the sudden assault. Jariko’s mouth overtook hers, strong, powerful, and hungry. She was vaguely aware of the zipper on the back of her dress lowering, her front dipping. She was very aware of Kendal’s hot mouth on her nipple, teeth biting. Exquisite pain shot through her, and his tongue twirled, laved, and brought relief. His hand groped.

  Jariko released her mouth and she gulped back a breath of air, eyes darting open to be greeted by the darkest emerald eyes she had ever seen. She moaned in abandonment and leaned up to him for more. A squeak entered his mouth as his finger turned into two and thrust into her. She whimpered and ripped her mouth away from his, her head falling back, and she panted as Kendal meticulously played her clit and Jariko fucked her vigorously with his finger.

  She shuddered. They would get bored shortly when nothing happened, she had never had an orgasm. It had been a long-sought enigma with her and her ex. He had tried his damndest all those years. Long, hard nights of petting and playing to no avail, nothing. Mind you he had never used two finge
rs…Oh hell how Jariko’s fingers filled her.

  Kendal sucked on her neck as Jariko dipped and took a nipple into his mouth, his turn to taste this sweetness. Kendal’s mouth caressed hers. Surprise jolted him when Jariko pushed Mag onto him and the both of them fell back onto the bench seat.

  Kendal grunted as Mag fell onto his cock.

  Mag released a yelp at the sudden movement, her brain registering what was happening. She hefted herself up, hands planted on Kendal’s chest, her breasts hanging out and her ass in the air. Her legs were spread and straddled Kendal’s hips. A squeak escaped her.

  Jariko groaned. “Such a beautiful picture.” He growled, lifting her skirt up over her lush, round ass. He growled. His teeth scraped along a firm round cheek. He groped her ass with both hands, thumbs caressing her crease.

  He followed the rim of her light-pink panties. He didn’t take her as the light-pink type, and shit, was that a teddy bear in the middle of her ass? He grinned, dipping and kissing that teddy bear. Her ass clenched and he groaned, pushing her panties up till they squished into the crack of her ass, and she yelped. He bit an ass cheek.

  Kendal groaned. “I want a bite,” he whined. It grated Jariko’s nerves. He shrugged it off, laying kisses over each cheek.

  Chapter Three

  Mag’s breath ripped from her. Kendal had his hand down her panties. Jariko was kissing her ass. He pulled on her panties, tugging them higher up her ass. She moaned at the sensation of having her bunched panties rubbed against her asshole.

  She shivered when his fingers traced the butterfly tattoo just below her butt cheek that she had gotten on a dare. His lips caressed. His tongue traced the outline of her pet.

  “Butter,” she whispered, shaking her head. Shit, why had she said that?

  Jariko chuckled. “It has a name?” he asked, tongue flattening out, licking the whole butterfly.

  Mag panted, rocking now. Oh shit, since when did she rock?

  Kendal brushed his lips across hers. She dipped, her mouth taking his hungrily. Her hands slid up and buried into his neatly done hair, sighing when she didn’t feel heavy product. She hated that, when men used heavy product, making their hair stiff and untouchable.

  Jariko sighed, tugged her panties down, and parted her cheeks. He felt her resist, and heard her whimper. His tongue trailed from asshole to slit. His tongue thrust in, tasting her cream. He sighed with contentment, dipped, and licked Kendal’s fingers, and then was back up lapping up her cream. His finger teased her asshole.

  Mag shot forward when his finger slid into her ass. A sweet squeal escaped her.

  Kendal chuckled. “Hello, sweet asshole,” he murmured.

  Mag grunted. “Asshole is right!” she snipped, glancing back at Jariko.

  He smirked at her.

  Her cheeks flushed. She never had a man shove anything up her ass. And right now she stared into the deepest green eyes of a man who had his finger in her ass. “Oh don’t play coy with me woman…I know a well-used asshole.” He purred, his finger thrusting.

  Her cheeks flushed. He knew she played with her ass! Shit, she wanted him to kiss her, wanted his mouth on hers, taking her mouth hungrily. She slid her tongue over her lips.

  Jariko sighed. His finger in her ass, he leaned forward, mouth capturing hers.

  Kendal suckled at her breasts.

  Jariko pulled her up until she knelt over Kendal. Kendal pushed her arms up and guided her hands around Jariko’s neck. His fingers trailed fiery trails, followed by goose bumps down her torso. His face was buried in her breasts. His hand returned to strum her clit.

  Foreign tremors rolled through Mag. Her mind flew away as waves of unknown swells grew and overflowed.

  Jariko moaned into her mouth. He pulled his finger out, inserting two, and she easily took him. Shit, what had she been playing with! Obviously not a man. This was virgin to a man’s touch, and she would not have jerked so much, but he entered her with ease. Fuck, he wanted to shove his dick in and pound her ass vigorously. “Give me your name, woman,” he demanded.

  Mag rolled her hips, hands tangled into Jariko’s shoulder-length hair, and pulled. “Magan,” she gushed. Her hips rolled harder, her breath caught in her throat.

  “Let us fuck you, Magan,” he ordered.

  Mag’s mind reeled. Did he just demand to fuck her? What the hell where they doing right now!

  Kendal shifted beneath her, and out of nowhere appeared two condoms on the table.

  Jariko nibbled her ear. “Say it, Magan…tell us you want us to fuck you…right here, right now,” he demanded.

  Magan whimpered. Oh shit, she wanted him, them, to do that right now. She nodded.

  Jariko bit her ear and she cried out at the sting. “Say it, Magan…Jariko and Kendal, I want you both to fuck me!” he ordered, his deep voice hard and thick. His hand circled her, cupping her breast. The loss of Kendal’s warm mouth was agony.

  Mag shivered. “I…Jariko and Kendal…” Oh for fuck sake, what had he told her to say next? She panted, eyes squeezing shut as rolls of excitement and what felt like a tidal wave of electricity rolled through her. Jariko pinched her nipple painfully. She tensed. Kendal was quick to relieve the pain with a warm kiss.

  “Fuck me…please,” she pleaded.

  Her pussy wept to be filled. Too long she had gone. Her ass wept to be filled not by a stupid butt plug, but by this man who had his fingers shoved up her ass. Said finger disappeared and both men shifted. Kendal’s lips still teased and tasted her. She could not feel Jariko anymore and she whimpered.

  Mag jerked at the cold feeling in the crease of her ass. Her head whipped around and Jariko dribbled lube down the crack of her ass.

  His eyes met hers. “You will feel me,” he replied deeply.

  Mag’s eyes darted lower and widened. Oh goodness. That wasn’t going to fit. She squirmed away.

  Kendal caught her hips, holding her in place. “Magan,” he said whispering her name. She looked down at him. He offered her a melt-your-heart smile and she relaxed. “Let me free,” he urged.

  Magan looked down between them, not that she could see anything past her heaving breasts. She rose slightly, reaching down, and started on Kendal’s pants. A yelp squeaked past her lips when they were tugged out of her grasp. She felt Jariko’s hands wrapped around Kendal’s cock. Her eyes darted to Kendal’s then back at Jariko’s.

  She swallowed. She was actually going to do this! She was going to have sex with these two strange men! Her heart thudded. Her hand tugged down as Jariko wrapped it around Kendal’s thick shaft.

  Jariko squeezed his hand over hers. “Him or me in your ass?” he asked.

  Mag whimpered. “Someone in my ass,” she whined.

  Jariko’s heartstrings pulled at the whine. Shit, she had never had a man in her ass and obviously had wanted it. He leaned over her, his body hugging hers. With his mouth on her ear, his hot breath caressed her. “If I’m too much, tell me,” he ordered.

  She nodded.

  Jariko dipped low, lips caressing Kendal’s. “Patience Ken…doll, let me in her first,” he ordered.

  Kendal swallowed. His balls ached and his dick throbbed, and he wanted Mag’s sweet sheath hugging his dick. He gave a curt nod. “Clutch the base of my dick, Magan,” he ordered and sighed in contentment as she listened. He felt her tense as Jariko’s thick head penetrated the entrance of her ass.

  “Relax, sweetheart,” Jariko ordered, the head of his dick rubbing, teasing her asshole.

  She shivered, Kendal’s mouth capturing hers. She moaned as his tongue swept into her mouth, stealing her breath and any thoughts that seemed existent. Her body tensed as Jariko eased into her tight ass, groaning. He slipped past the two rims and slid easily into her. Mag sighed at the sweet burn, if such a thing was possible. Her hand eased off of Kendal’s dick.

  Jariko pushed her closer to Kendal. “Ready for our doll, sweetheart?” he asked.

  Mag nodded. She could do this. She laughed. She was already doing thi
s!

  Kendal moaned as she guided him to her pussy, her hips circling, her cream coating the head of his dick.

  Jariko groaned, his hands grasping her hips. What the hell was she doing? “Magan!” he rasped. She chuckled. Sweet heavens, music to his ears. Then he felt Kendal. Both men groaned.

  Magan whimpered, pussy and ass crying out, tightening…her breath tore from her throat, and she shifted down on Kendal. Jariko’s dick thrust deeper into her. She clutched Kendal’s shoulders. All three panted together.

  Kendal’s gaze darted between Magan’s and Jariko’s. He gave a nod and Jariko moved.

  Mag reeled Jariko slid, stroked, and brought forth the hottest fire she had ever felt in her life. She shook her head, unsure of what was happening.

  Jariko shushed her. “You want this, Magan…” he assured her.

  She nodded, damn right she wanted this! She shuddered, inhaling sharp breaths. “What’s…? Happening?” Her eyes squeezed shut as her body jittered between the two.

  Kendal moaned, hands covering Jariko’s, and the both of them moved her as her orgasm swept through her. Her cream gushed over Kendal and her ass clenched and hugged Jariko.

  Jariko beamed as she screamed, hands clawing at Kendal. He pounded her ass. Kendal’s knees came up and Jariko thrust faster. Her body moved with his and her pussy clenched around Kendal.

  Kendal clutched her tightly. “Shit, shit, shit!” He growled.

  Magan whimpered, pussy contracting. Her eyes shot open. Oh God, she could feel him pulsing in her! The walls of her pussy clamped, and Kendal thrust up hard. She screamed as yet another orgasm slammed her. Her ass tightened around Jariko, and he clutched her hips painfully as he jerked mercilessly into her ass. Each stroke brought wave after wave of new pleasure ripping through her.

  The three tumbled in a heap of sweat and moans. All three lay a moment. Kendal’s arms hugged her close, and Jariko’s whole body hugged her.