Lyndee's Saviors [Men of Montana] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (9 page)

Chuckles came from all three men before Trey looked into her eyes. “And that’s all you remembered?”

Nodding, she wrung her hands in frustration. “I’m sorry. I don’t want to be a burden to you.”

Trey motioned for Austin to take his place. Still rubbing her leg, Austin moved toward her, letting her put her arm around his shoulder along the side of the tub. Trey had moved and was getting out of the tub. As he moved, his muscles bunched in his chiseled ass and thighs, which Lisa found fascinating. She watched the rivulets of water move down his tanned, muscular body as he grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist, hiding his firm ass from her view. He exited the room, leaving her sitting between Storm and Austin, who were both rubbing their hands up and down her legs.

“Your skin is so soft, darlin’,” Storm whispered into her neck, taking nips with his teeth. She felt the goose bumps rise on her skin at the gesture and his hand moved up to her breast, caressing it gently.

“If you were a virgin, little one, have you ever sucked a man’s cock?” Austin looked at her as if he knew the answer.

Shrugging, she let her head drop so they wouldn’t see the tears that had welled up in her eyes. She felt so alone between the two hunks next to her who knew who they were and they were strong to boot. They had each other. They had a family.

* * * *

Storm’s fingers touched her chin and turned her gaze up to his, gasping at the tears within the most beautifully colored eyes he had ever seen. “Please don’t cry. We know you are scared. Hell, we’re afraid of what is waiting out there for you. We are here to protect you, to keep you safe.”

Austin’s heart broke seeing her like this. They should have never made love to her and he had no right to ask if she had even sucked a man before let alone seen a man’s dick. Standing up, he started to exit the tub. “Fuck!”

Before he could get his leg fully over the edge, he felt her hand grab his. “Please don’t go.”

Turning, he looked down at her sad face, embarrassed that his cock was hard, aching for her to hold it, to put her mouth around it. Kneeling before her, still holding her hand, he lifted it to his mouth and kissed the back of it, seeing her shiver at the contact.

“Why are you mad at me? Did I disappoint you in the bedroom? Did I not do it right?” she asked, trepidation filling her.

Shaking his head as he turned her hand over in his so her palm was facing up before he kissed it and then let his tongue slide over the roughness, he said, “No. You did nothing wrong. You were wonderful. I would love to be able to make love to you all day long, but we never should have made love to you. You weren’t ready and we don’t know enough about you to take you like that. I’m so sorry.”

Lisa rose to her knees to be face-to-face with Austin while Storm let his hands rub along her back, nodding his head in agreement with his cousin. She pulled her hand from his and along with her other hand, captured his face in her delicate hands. “Please don’t apologize. I am honored that you shared this part of your life with me. I feel safe with you all and know you wouldn’t do anything to hurt me deliberately. Be patient with me until we find out who I am, please? Apparently I’m new to all this emotion stuff.”

The man’s large hands went to hold her at the waist before turning his head to lay a kiss on one of her hands. “I promise. We will protect you and we will honor your wishes with patience.”

“Thank you,” she said meekly. “I hope I pleased you.”

Storm rose onto his knees behind her and pressed himself to her as Austin tilted her chin up to look at him. “You were absolutely wonderful, sweetheart. I hope you will be able to say that we pleased you with our lovemaking and that we didn’t hurt you or overwhelm you.”

Leaning up, she kissed his lips lightly before turning to do the same to Storm. “You were perfect gentlemen, except for the one part, but that’s expected. I hope Trey isn’t upset with me.”

“No. Actually I hear him on the phone. I’m sure he’ll be right back,” Storm said kissing her shoulder. “But for now, let’s get you cleaned up and get some breakfast in you before you die of starvation. It is our place to make sure you are well provided for.”

Austin picked up a washcloth and some soap and began washing her body from her neck on down, being careful of the bandage on her arm. Gently he washed her breasts, paying a little extra attention to the nipple area, one at a time, before gliding the cloth down her stomach, letting it dip into her navel. She giggled and tried to pull back but bumped into Storm, who let out an amused laugh against her neck. Austin proceeded to move down between her legs, cupping her nude mound, pushing the soapy washcloth between the folds there and cleaning their seed from her body.

Motioning for her to stand, Austin soaped the cloth again and as she stood he began to wash her thighs. When he got down to where the water pooled around her knees, he handed the cloth off to Storm, who started from the bottom and washed the back of her thighs, up to her butt, moving in a slow, circular motion across hemispheres and then between her crack. “Sit,” he commanded, and as she did, he continued up her back and then around her neck and shoulders.

Picking up the spray nozzle, he started the water so it would activate it and then proceeded to rinse off all the soap from her petite body. When that was done, he wet her hair, set the nozzle aside and then lathered shampoo into her long tresses, taking his time to massage her scalp.

* * * *

Giving herself over to these men to bathe her body felt so relaxing and tantalizing she thought she could get used to this treatment. Perhaps, even if they found out who she was, they would still want her. A thrill rushed through her body at the brief thought. Shaking her head of the thought, she knew she would have to take it one day at a time to see what the future would bring.

Little moans escaped from her as she reveled in the care the two men had given her, and she watched them try to keep their arousals under control. She needed time to rest after the morning they had enjoyed. And they all needed nourishment, so she let Storm rinse her hair of the shampoo, apply the conditioner and then rinse that out also, after which he squeezed as much water as he could from the heavy length. When they finished, Austin stood and grabbed two towels, handing one to his cousin, who had stood to help dry her off.

Each man putting out a hand, they helped her to stand and then to step out of the tub onto the plush cream-colored mat in front of it. Storm began to squeeze the towel around her hair, letting the cotton material absorb the remaining water, while Austin dried her body. When they finished, they led her out into the bedroom, and Austin led her to the antique vanity with the triple mirrors on it and sat her on the small bench in front of it. Gently he began to comb her wet hair, starting at the bottom first so there were no snarls to cause her pain.

Never before could she imagine a man so tall and muscular could be so gentle when combing a woman’s hair. Her first thought had been she couldn’t remember a man doing that at all for her, but then she swallowed that thought quickly as she couldn’t remember much of anything. She giggled involuntarily at that, and when the comb stopped briefly, she glanced at Austin in the mirror and lowered her lashes in shyness.

She noticed his hardened cock bob quickly at the glance and tried not to stare at it while he attended to her, though it was hard not to. Did she really have that much power over his body? She could never imagine that.

“I know we said we needed to get breakfast,” Austin said huskily. “If you want to try anything, you’re welcome to it. Or if you have any questions…”

Her eyes flew open to meet dark-brown ones in the mirror, Austin’s gaze smoldering as he held the comb in midair. They moved down to the now-hard cock that seemed to point straight up to his navel. His balls hung low with the weight of them, and she found it fascinating that while Storm had hair down to his pelvic region, Austin did not. His chest was smooth also. Interesting, she thought as she tried to remember Trey’s body.

Turning on the bench, she came face-to-face with the thick length of the dark cock that beckoned her. The tip was purple and a bead of cream topped it. Licking her lips, she leaned forward and licked up the side of it, letting her tongue stop just short of the tip. He groaned.

Putting her hands out, she moved them to his thighs and pulled him toward her so she could capture it in her mouth without moving. Leaning her forehead against his washboard abs, she moved her mouth down to let the tip slip in her sweet cavern without letting it touch her lips just yet.

Her hot breath covered his cock before her lips did, and actually, her lips didn’t surround him until the tip tapped the roof of her mouth and then they gently folded inward. Tasting his pre-cum on her tongue, Lisa moaned before sliding her lips further down his shaft, until her nose touched the junction between cock and groin. Austin’s hand wove into her hair on the back of her head and pulled her back slightly.

“Easy, little one, take it easy. I know this is all new to you so just take your time.”

Her lips came to just under the lip of the mushroom-shaped head where her tongue swept over the tip again, savoring in the taste of this man she trusted with all her heart. Sliding back down, she began to fuck his cock with her hot mouth, mewling in her throat at her newfound talent.

* * * *

Austin’s eyes met Storm’s fascinated ones in the mirror as his cousin sat on the bed watching their woman enjoy sucking cock for the first time. She was enthusiastic with her ministrations, putting her all into it. Austin felt as if he were in heaven as he let his eyes close in the eroticism of it all, letting his head fall back while his other hand threaded through her long wet hair, holding her head still. His hips began to piston against her face as he lost himself in the moment, moving in and out of her hot moist cavern of sin. He felt Lisa’s hands move to his ass and dig her nails into the flesh. A growl emanated from him as his thrusts gained speed, feeling his balls tighten and begin to move up toward his spine. Boiling man-juice shot from his balls as he held himself against her, his cock at the back of her throat. He felt as if his dick exploded down her throat, the stream seemingly never-ending.

When he was spent and he began to deflate in her mouth after she cleaned him with her tongue, he pulled out of her mouth, stumbled backward to sit on the edge of the bed. Looking down at her sitting shyly on the bench in front of the vanity, licking her swollen lips, he smiled. “God, you are wonderful!”

A blush stole up her neck and face as she turned to look back at the mirror. She went to pick up the brush, but her shaking hand stopped right above the object. Staring at her reflection in the mirror her face went from one of well fucked to one of fear within a second’s time.

A heart-wrenching sob ripped from her throat and her body began to shake uncontrollably. Storm was up and off the bed in a heartbeat and kneeling beside her, his hands pulling her into his.

“Baby, what happened?” Storm asked, concern lacing his baritone voice.

Austin had seen the change also and put his hands on both of her shoulders, watching her face in the reflective surface. Tears squeezed from her closed eyes and trickled down her cheeks and he began to worry.

“Lisa, look at me,” Austin ordered. When she didn’t respond, his hands gripped her shoulders tighter and in his strictest Dom voice he said, “Damn it, Lisa! Look. At. Me.”

Her iris-colored eyes flew open and connected with his in the mirror. They were glistening with her tears but the fear he saw there was overwhelming.

Austin stood and knelt down beside her and was pleased that she followed his gaze in the mirror until he was in front of her and then she looked directly at him, though fearful. It killed him that she had to experience the flashes of memory and that they hurt her, but if they were going to help her, she was going to need to be totally open with them and let them help her with her past, no matter where it led them. Moving his hand up, he laid it gently on her cheek, caressing her with his thumb, captivating her total attention.

“You are never to ignore any of us when we speak to you,” he said with authority. “We need you to share your feelings, your thoughts and your wishes with us so we know how to help you, now and in the future. It is for your own well-being and for ours. Do you understand?”

She nodded and swallowed a sob. “Yes, sir.”

“Now, darlin’, what did you remember?” Storm asked, drawing her attention to him.

“Trey must have been mistaken about me not being a prostitute,” she said, sadness filling her voice as she lowered her eyes and bit into her lower lip in frustration.

“Why do you say that? He would know if you had ever had sex before. A woman’s body doesn’t lie about that,” Austin said.

Lifting eyes to look back at Austin, she sighed. “I was thinking about how you have all taken me in ways that I didn’t let other men take me and my pimp was always trying to force himself on me. He thought because I worked for him, that he could take what he wanted from me.”

The three cousins being as close with each other as they were they were able to read each other pretty well. Austin watched as Storm was perplexed over the woman before them. He knew he was certain Trey hadn’t made a mistake, but to Lisa, the images within her mind’s eye seemed very real. Something just wasn’t right.