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  Men of McKenna Downs 4

  Mellie’s Submission

  Melanie "Mellie" Laurie begins her training in BDSM with Diego Sanchez, the O'Neils' friend and hired hand. She can't resist his dark, sinful allure or the way it feels to submit to him. The deeper he takes her the harder she falls and the more she craves to be owned by him.

  Diego can't help falling for the sweet, curvy woman who submits to him. He knows she would be perfect for Greyson O’Neil as well, but his best friend keeps closing off and holding back.

  Through a twist of fate Mellie learns the whereabouts of her daughter and goes to see her.

  The stalker makes another move, but this time one of Mellie’s cowboys is his target. He discovers that they're all connected to each other and to the stalker far more than any of them realized.

  NOTE! You are purchasing Siren's newest serialized imprint, the LoveXtreme Forever Series. This is book 4 of 5 in the Men of McKenna Downs collection. These books are not stand-alone. Each is a continuation of the previous book and must be read in the numbered order. The final book contains a happily forever after for the heroine and all her men.

  Genre: BDSM, Contemporary, Ménage a Trois/Quatre, Western/Cowboys

  Length: 52,941 words

  MELLIE’S SUBMISSION

  Men of McKenna Downs 4

  Zoey Marcel

  LOVEXTREME FOREVER

  Siren Publishing, Inc.

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  MELLIE’S SUBMISSION

  Copyright © 2014 by Zoey Marcel

  E-book ISBN: 978-1-62741-585-9

  First E-book Publication: May 2014

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  DEDICATION

  To Lynn. I’ve really enjoyed our talks. Thank you for your friendship and for your input when I was doing the medical related research for this book.

  Table of Contents

  Title Page

  Copyright Page

  Dedication

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  About the Author

  MELLIE’S SUBMISSION

  Men of McKenna Downs 4

  ZOEY MARCEL

  Copyright © 2014

  Chapter One

  Greyson O’Neil rubbed his eyes as he walked into his bedroom. Another long, hard day of work was over with. The stock had been fed, his brothers were scattered to God only knew where, and now he was alone.

  He toed off his boots and then sat on the edge of the bed. It was quiet—too quiet. Silence was his enemy. It was too loud, too honest.

  He lay back on the bed, flying up when he discovered that part of the sheets were damp.

  What the fuck?

  The spot was clear, thankfully. What the hell was it? Had he not been so exhausted he might have noticed the drawn covers before having lain in the soiled linens. If one of his dick-driven brothers had fucked some floozy in his bed—

  A subtle creak from weight shifting on wood diverted his attention. His best friend and hired hand, Diego Sanchez, stood in the doorway, looking far more enticing than any man had a right to. The Latino was pure sin with his black hair, dark eyes, and his strong six-foot-two frame that was overlaid with bronze skin.

  “You’re retiring rather early,” he remarked in that mesmerizing Spanish accent. His dark brown eyes hinted at mischief.

  “Why the fuck are my sheets wet?” Greyson demanded.

  His pulse spiked with want when Diego entered his room completely and used the heel of his boot to nudge the door closed.

  “It’s too early for that. Get out of here before someone sees you.”

  Diego stalked toward him with a hot, sinful look Greyson never could resist. “I thought you wanted to know who dampened your sheets.”

  “Tell me and get out.” His voice sounded too rough with need to be a deterrent to the other man.

  “We fucked Melanie in your bed, your brothers and I.”

  “What?”

  The audacity of those sons of bitches.

  No, wait. His brothers had the same mother as he did. God rest her soul.

  “You asshole, I don’t want my damned brothers fucking the maid in my bed. Change the sheets and get out.”

  Diego smiled. The jackass smiled at him. “Can you see it in your head, amigo?”

  “It makes me sick.”

  The hot bastard stepped closer, asking to be punched in the face…and fucked hard into the mattress.

  “I think it makes you hard,” Diego said in a lusty murmur.

  “That bed is for me alone. Got that?”

  His lips curved slightly upward in a perverted smile. “It’s strange. I have many memories of that bed not being made just
for you.”

  “It hasn’t had a woman in a long time.”

  “No. Not a woman.” Diego’s whisper sizzled against his lips, making Greyson shiver. God, he wanted that kiss, but the asshole deserved to be spurned.

  Greyson gave the other man a light shove. “Did you all take her at the same time?”

  Diego nodded, eyes guarded and cautious. “You want to know if my junk was rubbing against one of your brothers’ genitals. Does that hurt you, lover—the thought of me touching another man and sharing a woman with him?”

  Something sharp ripped through his chest. He wanted to say it was only anger, but anger didn’t hurt like that.

  “Damn you. I’m not your lover. It better not have been Emmett you were grinding against.”

  Greyson turned his back on the dick and practically tore the bedspread and top sheet off his king-size bed. Now for the bottom one. A jolt of warmth and a suffocating ache washed over him when Diego’s hand came to rest on his arm, stopping him.

  “It wasn’t Emmett. It wasn’t any of them. Melanie sucked my cock. Jake and Hunter were the ones in her ass and cunt.”

  Greyson’s body heated up. “I don’t need a description, you pervert.”

  Diego grinned and threw him a wink. “I think you do. Emmett fucked her hand and then finished inside her pussy with a Hitachi wand. They both came so hard.”

  Damn, his breathing got heavier.

  “What did I say?”

  Greyson flinched when Diego came up behind him and wrapped his arms around him. The stud’s dick strained against his jeans and flirted shamelessly with Greyson’s ass through their clothes.

  If only.

  “How is she at sucking cock?” He pressed ever so slightly back against the other man’s erection, getting stiffer when Diego pushed harder against him.

  “Like a dream,” the cowboy whispered into his ear.

  Greyson shivered and held Diego’s arm tighter around his torso while Diego licked the shell of his ear in between nibbling on his earlobe.

  “I want to see it, amigo.” Diego worked open Greyson’s jeans. “I want to watch her suck your cock and make you come so hard in her mouth.”

  “Go to hell.”

  His breath hitched when the other man shoved him forward onto his stomach on the bed. Greyson moved to lie vertical on the bed, and Diego was on him in a flash, yanking his pants and underwear down to expose his ass.

  “Fuck. Look at you.” Diego ran his hands over the hump of Greyson’s tight buttocks. “This ass was made for fucking.”

  His heart rate picked up and his cock perked with interest beneath him. “No ass play.”

  “It was merely an observation.”

  “Your observations have a habit of becoming nasty deeds.”

  Diego chuckled. “If you had ever seen an ass as nice as the one I’m looking at, you would say the same thing.”

  “I’ve seen nicer.” Greyson looked over his shoulder and offered his best friend a smile. “Now seriously, get the hell out of here before somebody comes back and sees you walk out of my room.”

  “They might just think we were conversing.”

  “Not with the door shut, Einstein.”

  Greyson jumped a little when the flat of Diego’s hand landed suddenly on his right butt cheek. “Did you just fucking spank me?”

  Diego grinned like a devil. “You needed it.”

  “My knuckles would like a word with you.”

  Diego pushed Greyson’s shirt up his back and started feathering a steamy trail of kisses up his spine. “Any part of me in particular?”

  “Your face.”

  He snickered and swatted Greyson’s left ass cheek this time.

  “I’m gonna smack you.”

  Intrigued by the light clack sound, Greyson glanced over his shoulder and saw Diego squirting a bit of lubricant on his fingers. His anus clenched with either apprehension or unbearable need, possibly a confusing union of both.

  “I meant what I said.”

  “Will you relax? This isn’t going in your asshole.” Diego squeezed the plastic bottle and drizzled warm oil into Greyson’s crevice. “I’m going to fuck my dick between your ass cheeks until your cock explodes from all that grinding against the mattress.”

  Greyson moaned and buried his face in one of the pillows. It smelled like Melanie Laurie, the maid. Her delicate female scent and seductive jasmine essence loaded his balls. He wanted her. It didn’t matter, though. She was messing around with his brothers. She claimed to love them, but he just knew it had to be bullshit. How the fuck could she be in love with three men at once? The heart was only capable of romantically loving one person at a time. He should know.

  Melanie was probably just after the family money. Most women were.

  She’d better not ever claim to have feelings for Diego. That man was his.

  “I saw that slave bracelet Hunter got for Melanie. I assume he intends to marry her?” Greyson inquired.

  “He does.”

  “Jake, too?”

  “All your brothers want to marry her, even Emmett.”

  Greyson stiffened with cold anger for a moment before letting it pass. There was another reason not to pursue anything with Melanie. If Emmett was partially responsible for her it wouldn’t be long before he got her killed. Still, he couldn’t believe that any woman had actually won him over. Emmett had bedded beautiful women before, so his attraction to Melanie couldn’t be based solely on her exquisite looks. There must be more to her beyond the tempting surface, something deeper, real.

  “What about you?” he asked.

  “I already told them I won’t marry her…unless you do.”

  Softness moved in over Greyson like a warm blanket. “Thanks, but I want no part of that shitload of men to one woman crapshoot.”

  His breathing turned ragged and desperate as Diego spread the oil around his ass crack.

  “You and I always talked about finding a woman to share together permanently,” Diego reminded him.

  A cloud moved over Greyson, coming between him and the warm sunshine his best friend’s presence always brought him. “That was a long time ago.”

  “I miss it. I miss sharing a woman with you.”

  Greyson hesitated. He felt too vulnerable, too dependent on the other man for everything he needed. He couldn’t obtain happiness on his own, needed his best friend for sexual gratification and some semblance of sanity. Diego was his survival.

  “I miss it, too,” he quietly admitted.

  “We can have that again.”

  A storm of sensation flared from Greyson’s anus when Diego’s fingertip swiped over it. The shocking explosion of feeling and heat suffused through his body. He knew Diego heard the gasp he couldn’t suppress in time.

  A guttural sound rumbled from deep in Diego’s chest. It sounded so carnal and beast-like, it gave Greyson chills.

  “You want it.”

  Greyson’s eyes closed and he couldn’t breathe. He wanted it…far too much to be healthy. He felt a helpless sense of subjugation and hot need splash over him when Diego gradually inserted his long, broad finger into Greyson’s asshole.

  “Let me have you.” Diego’s hush was like a narcotic giving him the ultimate high. “Say you want me.”

  Greyson moaned and laid his face on the pillow as Diego’s finger sank deeper into his anus. It forged past his sphincter and plunged into his rectum, making his eyes cross. He cried out and fisted the sheet when the pad of Diego’s finger nudged his prostate.

  “Damn you,” Diego growled in a harsh breath. He hovered over Greyson, lightly covering part of his body with his. “You like my finger inside you touching your prostate. Imagine how much better my cock would feel screwing into your tight ass.”

  Greyson felt like he was levitating.

  “I think you want me there.”

  “Jesus.” Greyson squirmed and tightened up around Diego’s finger when the man started to lightly rub his prostate. Sparks shot off from
the gland, igniting him with electricity from within.

  “Say you want me.”

  He groaned and began grinding his hard, aching cock against the mattress. The wet spot left over from Melanie’s orgasms made his erection wet. If he hadn’t known what the dampness was it might have repulsed him, but knowing the hot-ass maid had come, apparently all over the damned place in his bed, was a powerful aphrodisiac.

  Diego pulled his digit out of Greyson’s asshole and divided his buttocks. He teased Greyson’s anus with the head of his cock, tearing a masculine wail from him.

  “You want me in your ass. Say it.”

  Greyson got hot and cold over the sudden authority in Diego’s tone, like the man was tired of waiting and would take what he wanted without asking.

  The door was unlocked. Anyone could walk in and catch them in the raunchy act. They would see Diego having his way with him, fucking him into the mattress on the sheets that were soaked with Melanie’s orgasm…because Diego had fucked her with his brothers in Greyson’s bed. Diego had done what he wanted—the hot son of a bitch.

  Greyson felt like he’d combust. This was so risky, so wicked and forbidden it made him crazy with lust.

  “Lock the door so no one sees us.”

  “The door stays unlocked. Perhaps someone will walk in and see us,” Diego taunted, putting pressure on Greyson’s rear entry with his crown. “Would you like that, amigo—to have Melanie or one of your brothers walk in and see you taking it up the ass for a man? Do you want them to see me hold you down and overpower you as I make you inflamed for me?”

  Greyson bit back an outcry of desire as the slit in his cock emitted pre-cum. His bodily fluid joined the sheet…with Melanie’s fluid. He clawed at the pillow, driven mad with need.