The Art of Love [Hedon Falls 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (19 page)

He laughed as he pulled his fingers out of her. He held them to her mouth and she sucked her juices off of them. “I’d rather suck something else,” she said as she took her mouth away.

David’s smile faded, and he stood, hurriedly stripping until he was naked before her. Melanie smiled at the way his cock stood straight out. She wrapped her hand around it and squeezed, which elicited a groan from him. Her smile widened. She loved the way she affected him. She pushed him back toward the bed.

“Lie down,” she instructed him. When he was settled, she climbed up beside him and lowered her mouth to his throbbing cock. She could feel the pulse beneath her fingers as she licked the smooth head. His skin was like velvet over steel. She sucked the tip and began to work her head up and down, each time taking more of his length into her mouth. She enjoyed the sound of his moans as she worked her tongue and lips over his shaft.

“Melanie,” he gasped. “Bring your pussy up here and let me lick you while you suck my cock.”

Her pussy liked that idea, and it quivered in anticipation as she turned herself around and straddled his head. He wrapped his arms around her legs and pulled her down to his mouth. Melanie cried out as his tongue flicked over her clit. She ground down against his face, moaning as his sexy chuckle vibrated against her. She began to suck him again while he lapped at her cunt. She tried to keep up a steady rhythm with her mouth but had difficulty concentrating. His tongue was teasing her closer to orgasm. He pushed his fingers into her again and she moaned as he stroked her. She could feel the pressure within her building and knew she was close. When he dipped his other hand into her pussy and spread the slippery fluid against the tight pucker of her anus it pushed her over the brink and she screamed as the orgasm shook her entire body. Her arms gave out and she rolled off him, panting and gasping while the spasms receded. He stroked her leg until her body had returned to normal.

Melanie sat up and looked into his dark-brown eyes. He was smiling, and her pussy juice covered his face. She returned the smile as she took his cock in her hand. She straddled his hips and slid his head between her lips until it began to sink into her pussy. She moaned as she lowered herself onto him and he filled her.

“Melanie,” he said with a groan. “There are condoms in the night stand.”

She lowered her mouth to his and kissed him gently. “You guys stocked the place well, didn’t you?” He grunted against her lips in what she assumed was agreement. “We don’t need them anymore. The birth control has kicked in.”

“Fuck,” he said as he grabbed her hips and thrust upward into her. “I’m happy to hear that. You feel amazing on my cock.”

She looked down into his eyes. “I love you.”

“I love you, too,” he said as he began moving within her.

“Mind if we join in?” asked a voice from the doorway.

Melanie glanced over her shoulder to see Garrett and Justin standing there. She glanced back at David and raised her eyebrows in question.

“Come on over,” David said.

Melanie felt as though she might burst from happiness. She took his face between her hands and kissed him again. His hands slid up and cupped her breasts, and she gasped when he pulled on her nipples. She felt hands sliding over her ass and turned to see Justin grinning at her. She smiled back as his fingers began exploring around her asshole. She saw Garrett hand Justin a bottle of lube, and then the older man gently touched her cheek before bending down to kiss her. She moaned into his mouth as Justin began massaging the lube around her anus.

Garrett pulled away and looked at David. “Thank you.”

“No problem,” David replied with a gasp. “But I’m not going to last much longer, and she wants to do all of us at once.”

Melanie cried out again as Justin pressed his fingers into her ass, stretching her in preparation for his cock. She loved the sensation of having her ass and pussy filled by two cocks. A moment later, Justin slid into her well-lubed hole, and a loud keening wail came from her lips as he buried himself inside her. He leaned forward and kissed her shoulder.

“I have missed this,
ma chérie
,” he whispered into her ear.

“I missed you, too,” she replied.

Justin and David began to move within her, slowly at first, thrusting in time with each other. Melanie groaned with pleasure, and her cries grew louder as the men increased their tempo. She looked up when she felt a touch on her cheek and saw Garrett standing on the bed beside them, his large cock fully erect. She smiled and opened her mouth. He grabbed the back of her head and thrust between her lips with a loud groan. At last, Melanie had all three of her men inside her at once and her happiness grew along with the pleasurable feelings within her. The sounds of their love filled the room. Moans, cries, and wet thrusting were everywhere as the four of them moved ever closer to their final climax.

David was the first to go and he groaned loudly as his hot cum shot up inside Melanie’s pussy. That was enough to push her over the edge as well and her pelvic muscles began to contract wildly around the cock in her ass and the one in her pussy. Justin gasped in response, his own load filling her. As they held still within her, she sucked even harder on Garrett’s cock until she was rewarded with his moan, and a stream of semen shot down her throat. She swallowed every last bit of it and licked the tip of him.

Garrett bent down and kissed her deeply. After he pulled away, Melanie leaned down to kiss David while Justin withdrew from inside her and went into the bathroom. She lifted herself off David and slid to the bed beside him, throwing one leg over his and her arm across his chest. Justin returned from the bathroom with a wet cloth and cleaned her up. When he was finished, he snuggled up behind her and she turned her head to kiss him as well. Garrett had grabbed a duvet from the closet and spread it out over the three of them before he crawled in behind Justin, his arm draped over the youngest man and his hand resting on Melanie’s breast.

Melanie sighed happily. “I love you guys.”

They each murmured, “I love you, too.” And they drifted off to sleep.

In the morning, Melanie was awakened by the ringing of a cell phone. She lifted her head to look around the room and realized the sound was coming from her purse on the floor near the bedroom door. She carefully disentangled herself from David’s embrace and picked up the purse.

“Hello?” she said when she had extracted and answered the phone.

“Melanie, it’s Liam. Serena’s gone into labour and we need someone to watch Sam and the twins. Can you come over?”

Melanie smiled. At last she would get to meet the babies! “I can come over. Give me ten minutes.”

“Thank you. See you soon,” Liam said before hanging up.

Melanie glanced around the room and realized that the only clothes she had here were the lingerie and dress from last night. She’d have to stop at her cottage to grab some clothes. She decided to skip the underwear completely and began to pull on the dress when Garrett lifted his head off the pillow.

“What’s up?” he asked sleepily.

“Serena is in labour and they need me to watch the other kids,” Melanie told him. “Did you drive last night? I need a ride back to my house.”

“I have a car here,” he said. “Let me get dressed, too.”

As Garrett climbed out of the bed, Justin and David both woke up. Melanie explained the situation and they got up to dress as well. Melanie laughed as she looked at herself and the three men. They all had serious bed head and looked half asleep, but they were wearing their formal clothes. It was a study in contrasts. They agreed that all of them would go to Serena’s house, but David would take Justin and they would change first. Garrett would drive Melanie and then go to change himself.

When they arrived at her cottage, Melanie kissed Garrett good-bye and ran into the little house. She quickly stripped out of her dress and threw on jeans and a sweater. She grabbed her hairbrush to take with her. Maybe Sam could help her pull all the bobby pins out of her hair. She walked quickly over to the big house and knocked on the front door. Liam must have been standing right there because it opened almost immediately.

“Thank you so much for coming,” he said. “We would have asked Lisa, but she had to go to Toronto. We’ve called Serena’s parents but it will still be at least an hour before they get here.”

“It’s not a problem,” Melanie said. She turned at the sound of a loud moan from the living room. She could see Serena leaning against the wall while Lance massaged her back. Melanie went over to her and gave her a quick hug. “I’m here, sweetie,” she said. “You go have those babies, okay?”

“Thank you,” Serena said softly. “We’ll call you when they get here.”

Melanie hugged her again and then watched as Serena’s husbands escorted her carefully out the door and into the car. She closed the door and went into the family room at the back of the house where she found Sam playing with his younger brother and sister.

“Hey, kiddo,” she said to him. “Are you excited?”

Sam shrugged his shoulders. “I guess. It’ll be weird having so many girls around here though.”

Melanie laughed. “It won’t be that bad. At least you get your own room.”

“I guess,” Sam said again. Then his expression brightened. “Hey, do you think you could show me how to use the paints I got from my cousin?”

“You got paints? That’s cool,” Melanie said. “When was this?”

“We had a big family party last weekend and the kids all do a gift exchange,” he said.

“I’d love to show you how to use them,” Melanie replied. “Justin, Garrett, and David are coming over. Maybe when they get here, they can watch Logan and Savannah and you and I can go paint.”

“That would be sick,” Sam said. “But who are those guys?”

Melanie’s grin grew. “They’re my boyfriends,” she said happily. “They’re all artists. Two of them came here once before.”

“Right, I remember now. Do they know anything about looking after little kids?” Sam asked with a frown. “Because the twins can be a handful.”

“I think they’ll be okay,” Melanie replied with a laugh. “Go get your stuff and take it to the sunroom. The light in there is the best.”

Sam ran off and Melanie sat down beside the twins. They had a pile of blocks between them. Logan was concentrating very hard on stacking them on top of each other. Savannah watched, and when the tower had grown to four blocks, she reached out and knocked it down. She laughed excitedly while Logan cried out at her in displeasure. He began to stack them again. Once again, Savannah knocked them down. Melanie scooped the little girl up and hugged her.

“Stop bugging your brother,” she said. “He’s working hard.”

“Okay, Mellie,” Savannah gurgled at her. Peals of laughter rang out again as Melanie blew a raspberry on her stomach. She put the youngster down and tried to interest her in a riding toy so she would leave Logan in peace. She watched the two of them and wondered what it would be like to have her own children.
Maybe someday. But it can wait.
In the meantime, she could live vicariously through her friends.

The doorbell rang, and from the sunroom, Sam shouted, “I’ll get it!” Melanie heard his footsteps pound through the house to the front door. She could hear voices, and then the footsteps approached the family room.

Justin and David walked through the door. They both held takeout coffee cups and David passed one to Melanie. She kissed him then turned and kissed Justin. “You two are on baby duty while I go show this young man how to paint,” she said.

Justin got right down on the floor with the twins, but David stood frozen, with a look of uncertainty on his face. “Are you sure about that?” he asked. “I’ve never really been around kids before.”

“Melanie—” Sam began, but Melanie held up a hand to cut him off.

“It’s okay, Sam,” she said. “David, if you need anything, we’ll be over in the sunroom. If you want to be a father someday, you’ll need some practice.”

She led Sam out of the room while David gaped at her. Once in the sunroom, she saw that Sam had a package of paper, a box of watercolor paints, a palette, and a couple of brushes laid out on a table. She sent him for a bowl of water and began opening everything up. She squeezed a bit of paint onto the palette as Sam returned. She picked up a brush and showed him how to hold it.

“With watercolors, there are a couple of different ways to use them,” she began. She helped him experiment with varying amounts of paint and water, mixing the paints, and using different brush strokes.

Sam sat back and looked at his paper, which was full of random marks. “It’s not a picture of anything,” he said.

“That’s what we call nonobjective art,” Melanie told him.

“I want to paint a picture of something though,” he said.

Melanie looked around the room and then picked up a potted plant with a bright-red flower on it. She set it in front of Sam. “Try that,” she said. “And don’t worry about getting it exact. If you want that, use a camera.”

Sam began examining the plant, and then brushed some paint onto the paper. He paused, looked at the plant, and added a few more brushstrokes. Melanie watched him and remembered the joy she had gotten from painting when she was a child. She picked up a sheet of the watercolor paper and began her own painting of Sam. The two of them painted in silence, each engrossed in their own work.