Van, Becca - Re-awaken Me (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (3 page)

“Well, hell, baby. Have you seen anyone about these nightmares? Have you had any professional help at all?” Mason asked, concern evident in the frown on his face.

“Yes. Aunt Penny had me in counseling for twelve months, but nothing seems to help. I’ve just learned to live with them.” Pip gave a shrug of her shoulders.

“Here you go, baby,” Mason said as he placed a cup of steaming chamomile tea in front of her.

“Thanks.”

“Are you sure you’re all right, sugar?” Randy asked.

“Yes, thanks.”

“Do you want one of us to stay here with you, darlin’?” Chip asked.

“No,” Pip replied. “What do you know about Alex White?”

“Not that much. Why?” asked Mason.

“I don’t know, really. He came over to introduce himself earlier tonight. I don’t know what it is about him, but he gives me the creeps.”

“Do you want us to check him out for you?” Randy asked.

“No. You can’t do that. I don’t want to get you into trouble. I know very well you can’t go checking into people’s lives unless you have a good reason to. It’s just a feeling. Where does he work?”

“The newspaper,” Chip replied.

“Well, shit. Looks like I’m going to have to get over whatever it is that makes me so uncomfortable around him,” Pip replied, placing her hands over her face to hide her embarrassment at her outburst and hoping she wasn’t jumping to conclusions. She normally wasn’t embarrassed about her feelings and listened to her intuition all the time. It hadn’t let her down yet, but she felt a little foolish, especially with three sets of eyes staring at her.

“Hey, you have nothing to be ashamed of, sugar,” Randy said, taking her hands in his and pulling them down from her face. He didn’t let go. Instead he used them to pull her from her seat and over into his lap. He gently tilted her up head to his. “Never dismiss a gut instinct. Your first instincts are usually correct.”

Pip pulled her head to the side, away from Randy’s finger. She could feel her cunt clenching and releasing, juices dripping from her pussy, dampening her panties. She moved slightly then froze as she felt Randy’s cock hardening beneath her, nudging her bottom. She kept her eyelids lowered, not wanting to look into his face, knowing he would see the red hue tingeing her cheeks. She could feel three sets of male eyes on her face and wanted to jump from his lap and hide in her bedroom. She’d never had so much male attention in her life. Sure, she’d had the occasional outing through college, but she’d actually never been out on a date, per se. When she had gone out, it was usually in a group, a mixture of males and females, but never with one male exclusively.

“Look at me, baby!” Mason demanded from across the table.

Pip finally looked up. The heat she saw in Mason’s eyes could have singed her eyebrows. She slid her eyes from Mason to Chip and couldn’t help the reflexive loud swallow, which she knew they had to have heard. She didn’t dare lift her eyes up to Randy. She could still feel his engorged cock pulsing against her ass. She lowered her eyelashes once more, trying to conceal her reaction to the three sexy men sitting at her dining table. They obviously had other ideas.

“Pippa, you can’t hide from what is going on between us, baby. We know you feel it the same as we do. Why are you trying to ignore the heat between us?” asked Mason.

Pippa gulped again, taking a deep, steadying breath. She wiped all expression from her face then lifted her head to glare at Mason.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Don’t you bullshit me, baby. I’ve know you since you were a baby. I know you feel this thing between the four of us, as well. We won’t let you hide from us, Pip. We are going to explore this thing between all of us, and there is nothing you can do to stop it. We won’t let you.”

“Well, who the fuck made you boss?” Pip asked through clenched teeth, pushing up from Randy’s lap and pacing the floor. “I don’t care what you think. You are not going to tell me what to do. Do I make myself clear?”

Pip turned to face three tall, determined-looking males as they stood up. They moved with a lithe, loose-limbed grace. The heat in their eyes was enough to give her pause. She backed up around the kitchen counter and across the floor until her back hit the fridge. The three men kept pace with her, taking a step forward to every backward step she made. They surrounded her on all sides. Mason stopped only a couple of feet in front of her. Randy was on her right and Chip to her left. She couldn’t breathe. She felt as if all the oxygen in the room had suddenly dissipated as she tried to gulp in air to fill her lungs. She felt her nipples tingle and then pucker and harden into tight points, rubbing against the cotton of her T-shirt, abrading them. Her pussy was leaking juices again, saturating her panties. She couldn’t take her eyes away from them, and she didn’t know if she wanted to. As if one of them had spoken, the three Sage brothers moved the last step toward her, the length of their bodies plastered along her own. She couldn’t quite contain the whimper of need that rose in her throat, and she gasped against Mason’s mouth as he bent down to her.

Pippa felt as if she were on fire. The feel of Mason’s lips slanting over her own made her burn from the inside out. She could feel his hard cock against her stomach and couldn’t help the natural inclination of rubbing her body against his. She felt two sets of hands rubbing against her arms, back, and ass and knew Randy and Chip were caressing her, as well. She felt Mason’s hands on her waist, and he picked her up, her feet dangling above the floor as he wrapped one arm around the middle of her body and the palm of his other hand cupped her ass, supporting her weight. She wanted to wrap her legs around his waist, but didn’t want to encourage him further. She was so turned on, yet frightened by her own reactions. She was still a virgin, but they didn’t know that, and she had no intention of telling them.

Pippa mewled in the back of her throat as Mason pleasured her with his mouth while his brothers caressed her body anywhere they could reach. His tongue thrust between her lips and teeth, sliding along hers, tangling around her own. He didn’t leave one bit of her mouth unexplored. He ran his tongue over the inside of her cheeks, over her teeth, and tickled the sensitive roof of her mouth. She whimpered and pulled back from Mason, the need for more oxygen a close second to having his mouth on hers.

“What are you doing to me?” Pip panted out.

“This,” Mason replied, walking out of the kitchen, carrying her to a bedroom. He sat down on the side of the bed, taking her with him so she was straddling his lap. He pulled her tight into his groin, thrusting his hard cock up into the junction of her thighs. “You’re wet for us, baby. I can feel your moisture through your track pants.”

“Oh God. Please?”

“Please what, sugar?” Chip asked from behind her.

“I don’t know,” Pip sobbed out, not really knowing what she wanted, what she was asking for.

“We’ll take care of you, darlin’. We know what you need,” Chip whispered into Pippa’s ear. She shivered as his hot, moist breath caressed her ear canal. He moved closer to her side, wrapped an arm around her waist, and slid the palm of his hand up her torso until he palmed her breast.. He gave a growl of appreciation as Pip arched into his touch.

Pippa couldn’t believe what she was letting her best friends do to her. She wanted to get them naked, wanted to be nude, as well. She wanted to feel their glorious skin sliding over hers, their hands and mouths caressing her body. She cried out with frustration when Chip pulled his hand away from her breast, but then she felt his hands on the hem of her sweater. He pulled it up and off over her head. Then his hands were on her large T-shirt, and he whipped that up and over her head, too. She was totally naked from the waist up. She instinctively raised her hands and arms to cover her naked breasts, only to have her wrists clasped in two large, warm hands.

“Never, ever, cover yourself to us, baby. You are so sexy. Your little body is so exquisite,” Mason growled out.

Pippa didn’t know what to say, so she didn’t say anything at all. She just stared at him as he stared back at her with hunger in his eyes. Her nipples were hard, pointed tips, reaching out for their hands and mouths. Mason moved his head in toward her and took her mouth with his. The kiss was so carnal she felt her juices dripping from her pussy. She was in way over her head and didn’t know if she wanted to stop.

Chapter Three

Pippa felt as if she were on fire. Liquid heat traveled throughout her blood, making her body and limbs feel heavy, languid. She had to rely on Mason and Chip to keep her from falling to the floor like a blob of jelly. She knew she should stop them before things got totally out of hand, but the pleasure her three friends were giving her was so decadent, so erotically carnal and exquisite, she didn’t know if she had the strength, or even wanted, to call a halt to their lovemaking.

She watched through heavy-lidded eyes as Mason moved his head forward. She couldn’t help but cry out with delight as he sucked one of her hard nipples into the warm depths of his mouth. She arched her spine, pushing her breast into his mouth as he suckled and laved her turgid peak. She closed her eyes at the electric shards of pleasure shooting from the tip of her breast down her torso and abdomen to the heat of her cunt. Her pussy pulsed and clenched, her clit an aching throb she needed eased before she went crazy with desire. She could feel her juices slicking her pussy lips with her arousal, making her panties wet with her need.

She whimpered in the back of her throat as she felt one of Chip’s hands slide down over her sensitive stomach to beneath the waistband of her sweats. She moaned as she rocked her pelvis, realizing she was asking for more without words. He slid his large fingers through her hot, wet flesh, and she bucked hard, trying to get him to touch her where she needed it the most. The first flick of his warm, callused fingertip sent her flying to the stars. A scream then a primal growl escaped her throat as her body shuddered, her pussy clenching and releasing in an ecstasy so blindingly bright she saw stars.

“You are so fucking hot, baby.” Mason growled as he shifted her onto the bed and leaned over her supine, satiated body.

“I can’t wait to get a taste of that pussy,” Randy stated as he crawled up beside Pip. “I’m gonna make you come so hard you’ll see stars.”

“What? Oh my God. What are you doing to me? How did we get in here? Let me up. Oh no, I’m half-naked, for goodness’ sake,” Pip wailed as she scrambled to the other side of the bed, trying to pull the comforter with her to cover her breasts.

Pippa froze as she took in the sight of her parents’ bedroom for the second time since she had returned home. Memories slammed into her, knocking the breath out of her lungs as she saw the all-too-familiar room. She remembered getting into her parents’ bed as a small child, climbing in between them in the morning as she soaked up their love and comfort. She could have sworn the scent of her mom’s perfume and her dad’s cologne still lingered in the air.

She could feel the pain and rage of their loss building up in her chest, as if it had been only yesterday Sheriff Jackson had broken the bad news to the twelve-year-old Pip. Her eyes wandered to every surface in the room. Her mom’s jewelry box was still sitting on the wooden dressing table, as if waiting for her to walk back in the room to make a selection. Her mom’s hairbrush was lying beside the jewelry box, strands of hair snared in the bristles. A pair of her dad’s cuff links was sitting on the dresser, as if they had been nonchalantly discarded the previous evening. His comb was beside her mom’s hairbrush. Her eyes stopped on two rings lying side by side, nestled in a padded jewelry case. One of the men moved as if to comfort her. She caught the movement in her peripheral vision and was thankful for the distraction. She faced them then, making sure her face was devoid of all emotion as she held the large comforter in front of her half-naked body.

“I don’t know what you think you were trying to prove. I am not someone you can just fuck to relieve your physical needs. I don’t want you to think that because I let you kiss me that I am willing to have a relationship with you. I am not into one-night stands or even two-night stands. I am not interested in a relationship with any of you or anyone else, now or in the near future. I came back home to work at the newspaper and am only interested in furthering my career. I would like you all to leave. Now, please.”

“Darlin’, we’re not…” Randy began, but hesitated when Pip held up a hand.

“I don’t want to hear any excuses. I’m tired and want to crawl into my bed, alone, to sleep. I will always be your friend, but that is all we can ever be. I want you to respect my wishes. Now, please go home so I can go to bed.”

Pip watched as the three Sage brothers looked to each other and then to her. She was sure they were communicating with their eyes and had reached some sort of agreement. She could see the concern for her in their eyes, as well as their frustration. What she couldn’t tell was whether their frustration was because they hadn’t gotten their rocks off, or if it was because she had told them she wasn’t interested in a relationship with them. Randy left the room first with Chip close on his heels. Mason was at the door of her parents’ room when he stopped to look back at her over his shoulder.

“Don’t forget to lock up, baby,” he stated, and then he was gone.

Pip waited until she heard the front door close and the sound of their car engine turning over before she moved to the door. She locked up and stopped in her parent’s bedroom to pick up her discarded clothes. She started the shower and had nearly finished washing, trying to erase their touch from her mind and body, when the first sob hit. How long she stood in the shower sobbing before her legs gave out and she slid to the shower floor, she had no idea. She only became aware of her surroundings when the water in the shower eventually ran cold. She turned off the faucets and stepped out onto the bath mat.