Janie's Tempting Submission [The Men of Treasure Cove 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage and More) (23 page)

Thrusting hard back in again, Caleb continued his torture. “Answer me, Janie, ’cause I can go all night like this,” he warned.

“Go faster!” she shouted as Caleb continued his slow assault.

Laying down next to her, pinching and twisting her nipples, Jeff whispered, “That’s not the question he wanted answered, cupcake.”

Confused by his remark, she tried to concentrate, but when Caleb started circling his cock in her cunt, she didn’t care.

Oh wow! That feels, wow!

Then nothing.

“What!” Janie moaned as Caleb withdrew his cock. Looking at both of them, Janie didn’t understand.
Why did they stop?

“What’s wrong?” she asked.

With her legs still spread, Caleb spanked her clit.

The firm slap had Janie arching off the bed. “Oh God!” she screamed. She loved when they did that. The loud slap set her pussy on fire as the burn moved up her pussy into her womb. Jeff pinched harder on her nipples.

The burn was everywhere. She couldn’t concentrate. She could only feel.

“Marry us tomorrow, Janie?” Caleb asked as he flicked her clit.

“Ah!”

Janie was writhing in ecstasy. They aroused her so fast. She was hovering on the cusp as they held her back from flying. She needed the release. Her body was on fire. The flames were getting higher. She burned for them.

Another flick.

“Fuck!” Janie screamed as another wash of burn moved up her body. She felt Caleb’s hands on her thighs and didn’t resist when he pulled her to him. With him kneeling on the bed, Janie’s legs spread over him, lifting her hips up. With Jeff’s help, Janie was now straddling Caleb, as her sensitive nipples pressed into his chest. She felt Jeff move in behind her, cocooning her between their bodies.

She was warm.

Too warm.

Her orgasm was hanging in the balance as she felt Caleb’s cock slide once again into her pussy, and felt Jeff shove his cock deep in her ass.

“Oh God!” Moaning, Janie let her head fall back against Jeff’s chest as she enjoyed the feel of both of them in her body.

But they weren’t moving.

Why weren’t they moving?

“Move, damnit!” Janie shouted, coming out of her lustful haze.

“Answer him,” Jeff growled, biting her neck.

“Yes, God damn it! I’ll marry you tomorrow,” she shouted as they began fucking her hard and fast. “Oh yes! Fuck me. Fuck me hard.”

Jeff grabbed her legs and spread them wider as they both fucked her hard, fast, and deep as her orgasm rolled through her body. Screaming and panting, Janie could still feel their wild thrusts deep in her bottom and pussy as they flooded her with their seed.

When the last spurt of cum was felt, Janie collapsed in their arms.

“Need sleep,” she moaned.

“Go to sleep, cupcake,” Jeff softly said, laying her down and giving her a soft kiss on her lips.

“You belong to us now, Janie. I can’t wait for tomorrow.” Caleb smiled, covering her up.

Janie smiled and drifted off in bliss, for tomorrow she truly would be theirs.

Janie kept her word, and the very next day, she married Jeffery Aaron Hicks at the Treasure Cove Courthouse. She was surrounded by her men and their mother, who wept softly into a handkerchief. Emma and the Quinn brothers insisted on being there, along with Macie. The only people missing were Jeff and Caleb’s sister Annie, and Janie’s own sister, who was still missing.

After the civil ceremony at the courthouse, Janie asked Jeff if he would mind if they began searching for her baby sister. She had always wanted to know what had happened, and now with the extra time Janie was going to have while the town rebuilt the library, she could devote more time to finding her sister. Of course Jeff said yes.

Margaret Hicks stayed long enough to watch her sons devote themselves to Janie in the Binding Ceremony. With so much unresolved, she felt it was best to leave directly after. Although it broke Janie’s heart to see her go, she understood. She never asked Margaret what it was that divided the boys from their only mother, and the boys never told her, either. Janie hoped that someday whatever had caused this rift could be resolved.

As for the town charter, one week after the Binding Ceremony, Janie received the deeds, mineral rights, and water rights to the JC Ranch. Everything had been turned over in her name, causing Caleb to curse and drink himself into oblivion that night while Jeff took a more adult approach. He used the paperwork as target practice. Although Janie insisted on making a copy for Matthew Jenkins, the originals were destroyed.

Life on the ranch settled down after that. With so much time on her hands, Janie offered her services to Matthew in the hopes of finding this underwriter and bringing them to justice, since it was discovered shortly after Janie began working on the charter that the underwriter was siphoning off funds from all the ranches. With this new evidence, Matthew was deciding on whether or not to involve the FBI.

Though many of the ranchers took the hunt’em down and hang’em approach, some were actually siding with Matthew, saying that the FBI could help.

Either way, Janie continued helping and searching. As for married life, Janie was in heaven. She finally had the family she had so longed for. As a member of the community, she had friends she could count on, a mother she could call and chat with, and two husbands that dominated her soul.

THE END

Rebecca Joyce is your typical housewife and mother. The daughter of a retired military service member, Rebecca tries to incorporate the sights, smells, and adventures of her travels, but mainly she writes of the buff, gorgeous men she drooled after in her teen years!
There is just somethin’ about a man in uniform…WOW!

Growing up in the military, Rebecca Joyce, along with her family moved from state to state, enjoying the never ending game of “where are we moving to next?” …which happened every two to three years! After high school, Rebecca met and married her own military service member and now devotes her time to her husband and children.

Her “spawns,” as she lovingly calls them, demand and expect allot of her attention. When she is not catering to the whims of her family, Rebecca spends her quiet time reading or writing.

As an avid reader from an early age, Rebecca decided to try her hand at writing while her husband was away on a deployment to pass the time. Since then, she finds time in her hectic day, to scribble her hopes, wishes, and dreams.

Though her
real
life sometimes interferes with her
imaginative
life, Rebecca tries to balance each with wit, sarcasm, and humor…“Screwing up takes practice…I think I’m well rehearsed!”

Rebecca Joyce currently lives in the United States with her husband of eighteen years and their three children.

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