Hearts on Fire 2: Michaela (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) Read online

  “Jake, my God, what are you doing to me? I’ve never felt anything like this before. I feel so wild and naughty.”

  He chuckled against her belly. “You are being naughty, and the naughtier you are, the more spankings this tight ass will get.”

  He thrust faster into her ass and pussy as Michaela tossed her head side to side and then screamed out another release.

  Easing his fingers from her ass and cunt, he leaned forward and licked her pussy, plunging his tongue inside for more.

  “Oh, Jake, I can’t take it. It’s too much.”

  She reached for his head, and he gripped her wrist and held them at her sides as he tasted, suckled, licked, and feasted on her pussy until she was wiggling and screaming another release.

  He was overwhelmed with emotion. He cared so much for Michaela already, and every little bit of trust she gave him heightened that arousal and need for her to be theirs.

  He pulled her to him and hugged her. She immediately hugged him back as they both panted.

  “Thank you for trusting me, Michaela.”

  She cupped his cheeks, and he stared into her eyes and saw her excitement.

  “Thank you, for being patient with me.”

  He reached up from his hold on her thigh and hip, caressed up her ribs to her breast, and stared at her beautiful breasts.

  “I can’t wait to make love to you, and I know my brothers can’t either.”

  “I know, Jake. I’m just trying to find the confidence needed to take the chance. It’s hard to explain.”

  He knew she was struggling. He reached up and gently rubbed his thumb along the scarring from the gunshot wound.

  Then he looked up at her and he saw the tears in her eyes.

  “Take as long as you need. We’re not going anywhere. We only want you, and you can trust us to be here for you always.” He leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss over her scar, and then Michaela hugged him tight, stealing his heart and his breath away.

  * * * *

  As Jake was leaving the house, Hal arrived carrying a box. He said hello to Jake and then smiled at Michaela. She was blushing and he wondered what the two of them had been up to before he arrived.

  He squinted at her. “Come over here.”

  She pulled her bottom lip between her teeth and slowly approached.

  He set the box down on the rug and then pulled her into his arms and kissed her. She squeezed him tight and then kept her cheek against his chest. He smiled at Jake.

  “Back to work?”

  “Yep, just stopped by for some appetizers and lunch.” He tipped his hat as he winked.

  Michaela gave his arm a smack.

  “Sorry, baby, but you are too tasty not to share with my brothers. I’ll see you later.”

  Jake left the house, closing the door behind him, and Hal looked down at Michaela.

  “I take it some progress has been made in the trust department?”

  She reached up and placed her hand against his cheek. “Maybe a little.” Hal turned his face into her hand and kissed the palm. “What’s in the box?”

  “A surprise.”

  She stepped from his arms and placed her hand on the railing of the stairs. He watched as she glided her hand along the spindles and of course the empty spot at the end where a fancy wooden finial was missing. The one on the other side was broken. She had been upset about that.

  “The stairs look incredible. I can’t believe how quickly you fixed them. Are you going to restain them soon?”

  “I don’t know. I’m not sure yet.”

  “Well, maybe some inspiration is needed to finish them off.”

  “Inspiration?” she asked.

  “Check that box.”

  She sat down on the bottom of the step and he walked closer, leaning on the spot where the finial was missing. Michaela opened up the box and began undoing the tissue paper. It was old and the last layers wrapped in old newspaper. As she uncovered the very fancy wooden finials, Michaela gasped, covered her mouth, and stared up at him.

  “Hal, how did you? Where did you find this?”

  He knelt down and took the finial from her hand. “Let’s just say, I know people.”

  She looked so excited and happy his heart soared. It was obvious that his gift touched her heart, and she stood up and jumped into his arms, straddling his waist. He stood up straighter, and held her tight as she hugged him.

  “You guys just keep amazing me. You’ll make it so that I can never leave Treasure Town.”

  He cupped her cheek and she stared up into his eyes.

  “We’ll never let you go as is. Now kiss me, and tell me how perfect I am,” he teased.

  “You are perfect, Hollywood. Now how about you help me install these finials and then pick out a stain to use?

  “Putting me to work again?”

  “Of course. Are you complaining?”

  “Well, I could use a little incentive.”

  She stared up into his eyes and then licked her lower lip.

  “How about a little make-out session and then we get to work?”

  He was surprised by her response but he quickly smiled, squeezing her to him. “Sure thing, and how about some of the appetizers you shared with Jake?” He stroked his fingers between the V of her thighs. Michaela turned a nice shade of red.

  But before she could change her mind, he tossed her onto his shoulder and ran with her up the stairs, all while she reprimanded him and then finally started laughing.

  * * * *

  “Michaela, do you have a minute? I’d love for you to meet my family,” Chief Martelli said as she delivered some drinks to a nearby table.

  “Sure thing, Chief. How are you?”

  “I’m doing well. How is the house coming along?”

  “Well, I guess considering that you haven’t had to respond to any more fires at it, I’m making progress.”

  He chuckled. “Thank goodness for that. This is my wife, Angelina, my daughter, Serefina, and my sons.”

  “Oh, we met before. Eddie, Lance, and Tyler, right?” she asked as she pointed to each one and then shook their hands. They all smiled. “Serefina, thank you so much for sending over the bagels and pastries last week. That was very kind of you and the owners of Sullivan’s.”

  Serefina stood up next to Michaela and smiled. “Not a problem. I was happy to hear that the fire was minor and things seem to be going more smoothly now.”

  “Well, I only had a minor run-in with a plumbing issue,” she said and then chuckled.

  “Oh, that doesn’t sound good,” Eddie stated.

  “Well, I’m not made out of paper so I survived it.”

  “Damn, that sounds crazy. One of my boyfriends, Ice, has a friend who is a great plumber,” Serefina stated, and Michaela smiled. The comment about boyfriends in the plural came so naturally out of her mouth, and no one batted an eye at that. Not even her parents, never mind her brothers. The more time she spent around the people in Treasure Town, the more she liked it. Ménage relationships were definitely accepted around here.

  “Hey, beautiful, can you come on over to that table right there and take our drink order?” some guy asked as he placed his hand on her hip. She pushed it down and off of her and smiled.

  “Sure, just give me a moment please.”

  “For you, anything.” He winked and then headed back over to the table with about five guys. They were laughing and having a good time, and they were watching their friend who just approached her.

  “Watch yourself over there, Michaela. Those guys have been drinking a bunch,” Eddie stated. He and his brothers as well as the Chief were giving the guy who came over dirty looks when he approached Michaela.

  “I’ll be fine. I’m really supposed to be behind the bar anyway. Well, back to work. It was nice meeting you, Angelina and Serefina.”

  “Hey, we should hang out sometime. I can show you all the great shopping places in the area. There’s a cute boutique across town,” Serefina said.

>   “Oh, that would be nice. I’ll let you know.” Serefina waved, but then some big guy came up behind her, wrapped his arm around her waist, and kissed her cheek. Serefina smiled wide and turned into the man’s arms.

  “That’s Ace, one of her boyfriends. There’s Bull and Ice over there talking to the sheriff,” the chief told her. She looked at the two men but only briefly as her eyes landed on the sheriff. He was talking to his dad. She would be sure to go over and say hello.

  She said good-bye and then headed to the table of guys.

  They started giving their orders, throwing in flirtatious comments, and she laughed at them but remained professional.

  “Anything else?” she asked, and one of the guys, a tall one, reached for her hair and caressed the ponytail.

  “Is that a belly ring I see?” he asked her.

  “Want to release my hair?”

  “Maybe. Or maybe I’d like to see that move you did on the loser who held you hostage in the sheriff’s department.”

  She was shocked that he brought it up, but then she swallowed her anger and tried to calm the potential situation.

  She gave her head a turn, making the ponytail slide from his fingers. Placing her hands on her hips, she stared up into his eyes.

  “Honey, I’m going to forget that you said that, and I’m going to fill this drink order, and send over the waitress who is working your section. You’re going to be cool, and you’re going to be respectful, and everyone is going to have a good time tonight.”

  The “oohs” and “ahhs” went through the small crowd, drawing attention to them and her.

  He placed his hand on her hip again. “I especially like the way you straddled his hips, and how your skirt was up to your waist revealing these long sexy thighs of yours.” He caressed his hand down her thigh, and she swatted it away.

  When he went to reach for her wrist to grab it, she counter moved, twisted him around and then took his legs out from underneath him. He fell onto the floor on his ass. Before he could get up, Bear was there, as the guy’s friends roared with laughter.

  “Stay down, asshole. It’s all over,” Bear yelled at the guy.

  Michaela smiled at the other guys. “I’ll go get your drinks. Behave now.”

  “Yes, ma’am,” one of them replied, wide eyed, and everyone seemed to go about their business.

  Michaela was filling the order and getting it ready for the other waitress working the floor to handle and deliver. But it was crowded and appeared that she would have to face that jerk again. Maybe he wouldn’t be so stupid.

  “Are you okay?” Burt asked her. She looked at him and raised her eyebrows.

  He chuckled. “Okay, I get it. That was real sweet that move you did.”

  “Thanks. I’m going to go deliver these drinks and then I’ll be back behind the bar.”

  “I could have someone else deliver them.”

  They looked around.

  “It’s too busy. Don’t worry, I got it.” She carried the tray of drinks from behind the bar and walked over to the table. She started handing out the drinks, and the one guy who messed with her was staring at her.

  “Sorry I was a jerk.”

  “That’s okay, we’re all allowed to be jerks every once in a while.” She smiled and then he smiled.

  “Is it true that you’re seeing the McCurrans?”

  She squinted her eyes and then felt the arm move around her midsection. The guy’s eyes widened, and then someone said, “Hello, Bear.”

  She released a sigh of relief and tilted her head to see him standing way above her.

  “Everything okay over here?”

  “Of course,” she replied.

  “Okay, have a good time.”

  They watched her as Bear took her hand and led her back to the bar.

  As she stood next to the entrance to the bar, she turned and crossed her arms in front of her chest. He eyed over her cleavage and knew the top was low, but that was part of getting good tips.

  “Are you happy now? Is word out that I belong to the McCurran men?” she asked, and he gave a sly smiled.

  He looked around them. She did, too, and could see some people watching them.

  “I think so, but I better make it clear, especially with you wearing this top.”

  “What’s wrong with this—”

  He pulled her close and kissed her deeply, cutting off her words and making it clear that she definitely belonged to the McCurran men.

  * * * *

  Bear followed Michaela out of the parking lot of the bar. She had given him a wave the moment she exited the building and grabbed her bike. She spotted him immediately and that calmed his concern. He wasn’t stalking her. He was just worried about some guy trying something.

  After the incident in The Station tonight and the mention of the video, he kept thinking that some guy or guys might try to hurt her or challenge her. He couldn’t leave. Not until he knew she was safely home. She seemed to be able to handle herself, and that was reassuring. But why should she have to? A woman as beautiful and sweet as Michaela shouldn’t always be defending herself against some guy with a gun, or a drunk in a bar challenging her, and preying on her femininity. That shit really pissed him off.

  Bear followed in his truck and watched her pedaling the bike. Those damn short shorts she wore accentuated her ass and her thighs. Every up and down motion she made as she pedaled while standing up gave him a harder cock.

  He imagined what it would be like when she rode him as they made love. He could play with her plump, sexy breasts as he glided in and out of her.

  He gripped the steering wheel tighter as she approached the street to her house. He felt obsessed. His feelings for her were growing every day. He missed her and thought about her at work. To see her tonight, to know how late she would be getting home and that the chances of seeing her were slim, bothered him. He wanted to hold her in his arms, get to know everything about her, and see where this attraction led.

  He parked the truck and got out. She was getting off the bike. His eyes roamed over her ass, and she turned to look at him.

  She crinkled her eyebrows as she placed the bike onto the front porch.

  “Billy, are you okay?”

  He looked her over and felt the need to hold her become overwhelming. Her shirt was slightly lifted, revealing a belly ring and her flat belly. She wasn’t too thin, and had toned arms and great, muscular legs. Probably from all the physical work she did.

  He walked up the steps and met her by the front door.

  “Billy?” she whispered.

  He pulled her into his arms, lifted her up, and pressed her against the front door.

  “Baby, did I tell you how much I missed you today?”

  She began to shake her head, obviously shocked by his move, and he leaned down to kiss her.

  As that kiss instantly grew deeper, he couldn’t seem to get close enough to her. He plastered his hand over her ass, squeezing, massaging, and letting his fingers stroke her pussy from behind. She lifted her hips and allowed him to touch her over the material of the damn jean shorts.

  His cock felt about ready to burst through the damn zipper of his jeans, he was so aroused. And then she ran those damn delicate fingers of hers through his shoulder-length hair, and he lost it.

  Pulling his mouth from hers and kissing along her neck, he squeezed her tighter. “You drive me wild. Let’s go inside.” He continued to kiss and lick her skin.

  She grabbed onto his hair and stared into his eyes. “Billy, we need to slow down.”

  He was disappointed. Hell, he was never in this type of position before. Michaela wasn’t like other women he’d known. She was fearful, resistant to trust, and he needed to put on the breaks and work at gaining that trust, not bulldozing over it.

  He slowly pressed his forehead to hers.

  “Well then, I guess we should say good night.”

  She swallowed hard and looked disappointed. That was a good thing.

 
“Because if I come in your house, I can’t promise to keep my hands off of you.”

  She smiled. “Don’t think for one second that I don’t feel the same way about you. You’re such a good-looking man, Billy. You’re so big and strong and sweet.”

  “Sweet?” he asked, cringing from the wimpy term.

  She chuckled and then tugged his hair in a playful manner. “Sweet is good, Billy. Sweet and compassionate and caring. Those are all great qualities that you and your brothers share. But it is late, and you worked all day, I worked all night, and we both have work again tomorrow. I appreciate that you stayed and followed me home. But I can take care of myself, you know?”

  He cupped her ass and pressed her snugly against the door. “Oh, I know all right. I was there tonight, at The Station, when you knocked that guy on his ass.”

  “And I appreciate that you came over before he decided to do something stupid.”

  “Laying his hands on you was stupid. I was worried, and well, jealous.”

  “Jealous? Why, Billy? I wasn’t flirting. You know I don’t date. Heck, you and your brothers have been very patient and taking your time getting to know me. It’s helping and I don’t want some stupid drunk guy to ruin what we have.”

  “We have something?” he asked and gave a small smile. Michaela smiled wide, and then ran her hands over his shoulders and snuggled closer. Her lips were inches from his.

  “Oh, we have something. A beginning. Now kiss me good night, and get home to bed so you’re in top condition for work tomorrow.”

  “Yes, ma’am.” He kissed her softly, imagining and hoping that one day he and his brothers would share her bed, and come home to Michaela.

  * * * *

  “So what do you think? Are we making progress?” Billy asked Hal as they finished getting dressed after taking showers, after work. It was Thursday night, and every night for the past couple of weeks except for Friday and Saturday when Michaela worked at The Station, they would visit her. Jake would stop in and have lunch with her, and then tell them about their conversations.