Dare to Succeed [The Dare Series 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) Read online

  Caldwell grabbed her shoulders and tuned her toward them.

  “Who the hell is Alvin and when did he say such bullshit to you?” he asked.

  She swallowed hard and looked utterly scared.

  “Ease up, bro,” Monroe told him. He shot him a look. He wondered how Monroe could be so calm after hearing what she just said. What else hadn’t she told them?

  She reached up and cupped Caldwell’s cheek.

  “It’s okay, Caldwell, Alvin is my brother. He thinks I belong with Tony and will do anything he can to get us back together. But Tony’s a controlling, lying cheater, who, like my brother, thinks I can’t survive or succeed without them. They’ve held me down far too long. Besides, I’ve got you, Max, and Monroe in my corner. You won’t hurt me like they did, right?” she asked then hugged Caldwell. Caldwell looked at Monroe.

  “We’ll ask tomorrow,” he whispered and Caldwell nodded. Something wasn’t right. Alicia hadn’t told them everything about her ex or this brother of hers. What was going on? Would they come here looking for her or to cause trouble? He felt his defenses rise and protectiveness overwhelm him. Caldwell lifted her up into his arms as Monroe opened the door to the backseat.

  “Come on, baby, we’re taking you home.”

  * * * *

  Amazingly Alicia awoke without a headache or much of a hangover. She was very thirsty and as her eyes focused on the room she not only saw she was not at her place, but in a very masculine setting and a bedside table that contained one large bottle of new water.

  She eased herself up, noticing she was naked. She reached for the water, unscrewed the top, and began to drink. Once she ensured that her stomach was all right she thought about where she was and how Monroe and Caldwell came to get her at Spencer’s. Then she tried to remember what they talked about on the way here to their house. She looked around the room noticing the king-size bed, the large windows, and the glass door that was currently ajar and sending a gentle breeze into the room. She looked around for her clothes and saw a man’s shirt on the bed. Someone slept next to her last night. Was it Caldwell? She inhaled and caught the faint smell of his cologne. This must be Caldwell’s room.

  She pulled the shirt up and over her head then pulled back the sheets.

  She walked toward the bathroom and freshened up, cleaned her eye makeup off and used her finger as a makeshift toothbrush, adding paste to it and scrubbing them then using mouthwash. Feeling a little bit better she brushed her hair, peeked around the corner to make sure no one was coming, and she used Caldwell’s deodorant. Just in case. She quickly put it back into the drawer and headed back to the bedroom. She gasped when she saw Caldwell standing in the balcony doorway, leaning on the doorframe, shirtless and wearing boxers.

  His arms were crossed in front of his chest and she felt a little ashamed. She never drank like she did last night. Not that she was drunk but she definitely had a good buzz going. Well maybe she was a little drunk considering she couldn’t quite remember all of it.

  “Are you feeling okay?” he asked her but didn’t move toward her. She ran her fingers through her hair and looked down at the rug and how the shirt she wore, his shirt, lay past her knees. She glanced up at him.

  “I’m a bit embarrassed. I don’t ever drink like that. We were having such a good time and Jack and Danny weren’t charging us for the drinks.”

  He uncrossed his arms and stalked toward her.

  “So I should blame Jack and Danny for getting my woman drunk and letting guys hit on you?” he said and she took a retreating step backward until the backs of her thighs hit the bed.

  “No, of course not, and no one was hitting on me. There was no one to blame, we were just letting off some steam.” He reached out and gripped a handful of the shirt. She felt the cool air collide against her pussy under the material and she pulled her bottom lip between her teeth.

  Caldwell’s deep blue eyes bored into hers.

  “We have some things to talk about, but first we need to take care of something.”

  She didn’t know what he meant until he pulled her closer, leaned down, and kissed her deeply. She felt his erection press against her belly and she wrapped her arms around his waist. That kiss grew deeper quickly and soon he was pulling from her mouth, lifting the shirt up over her head, and tossing it to the floor. He stepped out of his boxers, his cock hard and long tapping against his belly as he pressed her down onto the bed.

  He spread her thighs and swiped a finger to her already wet pussy. The man was lethal. A sex god and he wanted her.

  She ran her fingers through his hair as his hot mouth landed on her breast. He suckled and pulled on her nipple and areola as she moaned with every stroke of his fingers. In and out he thrust fingers up into her cunt, arousing her, getting her ready for that thick, long muscle that pressed against her hipbone.

  “You belong to my brothers and me. Last night when I saw those guys hitting on you, touching you, I almost lost it.”

  “No, Caldwell. They weren’t going to do anything. I told them I wasn’t interested.”

  “They saw that you had been drinking. Some guys see that as an opportunity to take advantage of a woman in that state. What if Monroe and I hadn’t gotten there, or if Jack and Danny hadn’t seen? Then what?” he asked very seriously.

  She felt the tears fill her eyes. No one ever cared about her, about her safety or about men bothering her. She cupped his cheeks and held his gaze.

  “But you were there. You stopped them from bothering me. No one has ever done that for me, or protected me.”

  He pulled his fingers from her pussy and he kissed her deeply. She felt his hands maneuver her thighs higher and the bulbous head pressed between her pussy lips. She widened her thighs, letting him in and Caldwell sunk into her pussy, wrapping his arms around her, burying her under his wide shoulders and muscular frame, and made love to her slowly, deeply.

  He released her lips and kissed her neck, then ran his hands along her arms, down to her wrists, and clasped their fingers together as he raised her arms above her head.

  He lifted his hips upward, thrusting, rocking his hips deeply into her, making her moan and gasp he felt so thick and hard.

  Her breasts rocked and swayed as she held his gaze, got lost in the moment, in his blue eyes, and knew she loved him.

  “You’re mine, Alicia. Mine,” he said and then began a series of hard, deep strokes that made her gasp and moan. He remained holding her hands, clasped together, united in body and in soul. She felt her body tighten as she shivered and tried to counterthrust, but Caldwell’s cock was so deep inside of her, and he was so big in comparison that she couldn’t move, she lost her breath and cried out his name.

  “Come with me now. Come with me.” He grunted and tightened up as she came and he did, too. They rocked together three more times and then he lowered over her, hugging her tightly, almost crushing her as he growled and then rolled to the side.

  * * * *

  He stroked her hair from her damp cheeks and then licked his lower lip. Their breathing calmed and he finally got rid of the barbaric feeling of possessiveness and needing to physically claim Alicia and mark her with his scent, his cock, and his cum. It was so carnal and wild but now that he’d made love to her and released his seed inside of her he felt more at ease. There were still questions to be answered and any minute his brothers would arrive to get answers, too. He just hoped that Max didn’t turn it into an interrogation.

  “Tell me about this brother of yours, Alvin?”

  She tightened up and then looked away from him.

  “Alvin?” she asked.

  He placed his pointer and ring finger against her cheek and tilted her face back up toward him so he could look her in the eyes.

  “Yes, Alvin. You mentioned him and your ex Tony last night. You said some things. Things that concerned Monroe, Max, and I.”

  “Max?”

  “That’s right. I want answers, too.”

  Max and Monroe enter
ed the room. Max was in uniform.

  She went to reach for the sheet to cover herself up but Monroe pushed the sheet away.

  “No need for that. This all belongs to us. No one else,” Monroe said and leaned down and kissed her hip bone. He ran a hand along her ass and squeezed it. Caldwell felt ready to claim her with his brothers again. That carnal need was getting worse.

  “I understand you had a good time last night. You don’t look hungover,” Max said and crossed his arms in front of his chest. Yup, his brother was going to interrogate her. Caldwell needed to assist. The poor thing was shaking.

  “I wasn’t hungover because I wasn’t drunk. Just buzzed a little,” she said and looked away.

  “That’s not the way I heard it,” Max said in that tone he used to get his point across.

  “What did you hear?” she asked.

  “That my woman was getting hit on by two men.”

  She lifted up and used her arm to cover her breasts.

  “That’s not fair. It wasn’t my fault. Besides, I had it under control. I told them I wasn’t interested.”

  Max stared at her.

  He looked her body over.

  “You belong to us. We’re supposed to be the ones that protect you and watch over you. You can’t be going out with friends and overdrinking. What if Danny and Jack hadn’t called us? What if you were somewhere else that doesn’t have men from Chance watching over you? Then what?” Max asked.

  She knelt on the bed.

  “Then I would do what I’ve done all my life, and depend on me and no one else.”

  Monroe placed his hand on her shoulder. She turned to look at him.

  “That’s not the case anymore, Alicia. You need to realize something very important. We’re here for you. We’re your protectors. You’re not alone anymore,” Monroe said then leaned forward and kissed her bare shoulder.

  “We’re not the asshole who lied to you, cheated on you, or told you that having sex with other men makes you used goods that no one wants.”

  “What?” she exclaimed.

  “Last night you mentioned a brother, Alvin, and how he believes that you belong with your ex, Tony, and that you shouldn’t be with any other men or Tony won’t take you back because you’ll be used goods.”

  She covered her mouth and looked at Caldwell then tried to get up off the bed.

  Max pulled her toward him and kept his hands on her hips. She knelt in front of him.

  “You need to tell us if you’re still in love with this guy and if he’s going to come here looking to take you back.”

  She shook her head side to side as Max’s words sunk in and Caldwell was processing what Max said.

  “I don’t love him anymore.”

  “Your brother Alvin must think you do since he told you that you’d be used goods and that Tony won’t take you back,” Max pushed, and Caldwell let him. He was worried now, too, that they fell in love with Alicia and that she may still have feelings for her ex.

  “Alvin is Tony’s best friend. My brother has problems and he thinks that Tony is a means to financial freedom. But he also thinks that I belong to Tony and that I can’t live, survive, succeed in anything without them. I don’t love Tony. He hurt me. He lied to me and used me and he cheated on me. He sold the store out from under me.”

  “Then why is your brother trying to get you two back together? Why is he pushing this?” Monroe asked.

  “Because Tony got money when he sold the business and he told us he reinvested it to make more. I haven’t seen a cent of that money and never will. Tony is a liar and Alvin is holding on to him because he wants that money.”

  “Why haven’t you just told them to leave you alone? Why are they still contacting you?” Max asked.

  “Contacting you? Shit, you still talk to your ex and your brother after all that?” Caldwell couldn’t help but to ask. It was like he needed clarification. Why would she talk to these men?

  She lowered her head. “I haven’t spoken to Tony recently. Only once since that day we made love for the first time.”

  “Go on,” Max pushed.

  She was silent as she sat back on her heels and moved her hair around her shoulders so it would cover her breasts.

  “I know I shouldn’t let them get to me. I know I should have told them to go to hell.”

  “But?” Max asked, tilting her chin up toward him so he could look her in the eyes.

  She was crying and sniffling.

  “I believed them,” she said and at first Caldwell hadn’t understood.

  “You believed that you couldn’t survive, work, or succeed without them like they told you?” Monroe asked in a tone that showed how shocked he was.

  “I was weak, vulnerable, and so insistent upon making things right and keeping them happy and just wanting to be loved, that I let them walk all over me and make decisions for me.”

  “And what changed after the day we made love to you for the first time that you decided you wouldn’t talk to them anymore?” Max asked her.

  The tears rolled down her cheeks.

  “The three of you showed me compassion, honesty, trust, and even an equality and worth that I never felt or experienced before. You asked me to trust you. You told me that you cared for me, would protect me and take away any pain and ensure that I would never feel pain again. I believed you.”

  Caldwell felt the shift from anger and confusion to adoration and love. Alicia trusted them with her heart and soul.

  “That’s right, Alicia. We’re not Tony or Alvin. We’re your men, your protectors and lovers. We’re here for you and we’re not going anywhere.”

  Max leaned forward and kissed her deeply. She wrapped her arms around his neck and held on tight.

  His hand slid along her lower back then to her bare ass. Caldwell watched. His cock grew harder at the sight. She was sexy, beautiful, and she needed their love and protection. They had to find out more about these men and if they were coming to Chance.

  “Baby, I need to ask you some more questions and I want honest answers,” Max said.

  She used the back of her arm to wipe her tears.

  “Of course, Max.”

  He smiled.

  “Where are Tony and Alvin right now?”

  “Dallas.”

  “Since you aren’t answering their phone calls would they come looking for you?”

  She shook her head and looked away.

  “Alicia, the truth.

  She took a deep breath then released it.

  “I don’t know. I hope not.”

  Max looked pissed.

  “You’re to promise me, us, that if they contact you, or they show up in Chance that you are to call us, get in touch with one of us or our friends right away. Do you understand me?”

  “Yes, Max. I promise.”

  “Good.”

  Max stepped back and began to undo his tie and then his belt with his gun and handcuffs and things.

  “Now, I’m going to get undressed while you go undress Monroe and ride him. We’re going to make love to you together, because we all need this right now. But know that you’re going to get a nice spanking for being a naughty thing. Now climb on up there.”

  “A spanking?” she asked.

  “Oh yeah, baby, a good one, too. They’ll be no holding back information, or not letting us know that someone has hurt you or is bothering you, and certainly no going out drinking and not having one of us watching over you.”

  Max pulled off his shirt and stepped out of his pants.

  “Don’t keep Monroe waiting.”

  Caldwell looked at Max and he could tell that Max was worried. They would need to talk about this situation and come up with a plan just in case things were worse than Alicia may perceive.

  Caldwell watched her climb up onto a very naked Monroe and kiss him deeply. Monroe maneuvered her around so that her ass was over the edge of the bed as she rode him. Alicia reached under and grabbed a hold of Monroe’s cock and sunk her pussy down
over him.

  “Ahh, Alicia. It’s heaven inside of you, baby.” He pulled her down to kiss her as Max grabbed the lube.

  He ran his hands along her ass and Alicia flinched, expecting her spanking to begin. Max was an expert at dishing out discipline, and it seemed especially the case for Alicia.

  Caldwell ran his hands along his cock and crawled closer to Alicia.

  She gasped the moment Max slapped her ass the first time. He watched as Max massaged where he slapped her ass and then he spanked the other side.

  Alicia gasped again and then wiggled her hips. Monroe gripped her hips and shoved upward so his cock was deep in her pussy. That was when Max slapped her ass again and again then caressed away the burn.

  Alicia moaned and shook.

  “Fuck she’s coming. Our woman likes a nice spanking, Max,” Monroe told their brother.

  “More than a cock in her ass?” Max teased then began to squeeze some lube into her ass before he thrust a finger then a second finger.

  “Oh God, Max, please. Please.”

  Smack, smack, smack.

  “Oh,” she moaned aloud.

  “It’s coming, baby. You want more of this?” Max asked and began to thrust two fingers in and out of her ass as Monroe thrust up and down into her pussy.

  “More. More, Max,” she said and pushed back against his fingers.

  Max leaned forward and nipped her ass cheek. One then the next and she shifted to the side he nipped.

  He ran his hands along her thighs, spreading them wider. Then he pulled his fingers from her ass and leaned over her.

  “You took your spanking like a good girl, now I’ve got your reward.”

  He aligned his cock with her anus and slowly began to push into her ass. Caldwell watched and leaned closer as he brushed her hair from her face and brought his cock to her lips.

  She opened immediately, appearing hungry and needy for more cock.

  Her warm breath hit his sensitive flesh. She moaned as Max thrust balls deep into her ass and then it began. In and out they stroked their cocks into their woman, claiming her, loving her, and conquering that savage need to claim what was rightfully theirs. As she willingly gave all of herself to them and accepted their dominance, he couldn’t help but to feel that they were empowering her, too. They were building her confidence, daring her to succeed in all of her dreams and wishes, because they would back her up, protect her, and ultimately love her because she completed them like no one ever before.