With nothing left but the fiery burn of naked need ruling their actions, Slone repeatedly plundered the sweet, moist depths of her mouth until she jerked and bucked in his arms. The motions mimicked what Alex was doing down below and she felt the need to come running over her.
Alex wanted to give it to her, to push her over that edge and watch her completely lose control, to hear her climax, feel it as it flowed into his mouth. His hand spanned over her ass, bouncing her up with his mouth faster and faster until she tore her mouth away from Slone to pant out moans of her escalating pleasure.
Her arms twined around Slone’s shoulders, her nails digging into his muscles. She clung to him even as her hips lifted under Alex’s prodding, leaving Slone’s hand just enough room to slide along the seam of her ass and discover her hot desire as Alex leaned back and grinned not letting her go, instead holding her open for Slone “Your pussy is so soft, so hot, so wet. It begs for my touch,” Slone whispered to her.
Slone slid his finger upward, through the thick river of her cream to the opening from which it wept. At just the brush of his fingertip, he felt the tiny opening contract and gasp in a silent plea to be filled. He answered the plea with a deep thrust of three fingers, deep into her clenching sheath.
Then she fell over the edge, screamed her release, and sank back to the bed. Slone and Alex looked at each other and smiled.
“You are amazing, sweetheart,” Alex said.
For a second, Sable thought she might actually crumble to the floor. The hard male body she’d been leaning against shifted.
Clenched on the second overwhelming wave of pleasure, Sable’s world split wide as a scream shot from the depths of her very soul at the feel of a soft tongue licking straight up her slit.
“Mine,” Alex growled and they switched places again.
The word growled out against her tender folds, tickling her swollen flesh with its barely human sound.
Lured by the slow, sensual discovery of her pussy, her head rolled across the hard bone of a man’s shoulder. When her forehead bumped into a rigid jawline, her eyes fluttered open. She was trapped, pinned between two men, and completely at their mercy. Sable knew they’d have none. Silently, she rejoiced in that fact, eagerly rousing to the primitive need for her men.
Her desperation whimpered out of her as Alex lifted his hands to capture her breasts in his rough grip. The slow, sultry dance of their lips turned her body to jelly, with his intimate kiss becoming ravaged and desperate with a mere pinching tug on her breasts at the same moment the hard edge of her other man’s teeth scraped over her clit.
The tiny assaults electrified her, making her jerk out of rhythm. The two large, callus-tipped hands on her breasts jerked her back into the solid warmth of her mate’s strength, while Alex’s kiss disintegrated from a sweet exploration to a ravenous devouring.
Relentlessly Slone toyed with her clit, licking, nibbling, and sucking on the little bundle of nerves until she cried out, blindly fighting the hold of the man behind her as her body erupted into wracking shudders. She could hear the incoherent words tumbling out of her lips as she tried to beg, plead, to say anything that would bring the moment to a head and release her from the bone-crushing tension spiraling out of her womb.
“I’m going to own your body, your soul, and this pussy will call me master forever after,” Slone growled out that pledge, taking possession of her weeping folds with his hand.
Sliding his palm around the voluptuous curve of her ass, he sent his fingers down to discover the already lubricated entrance to her backside, from her own juices.
“Please,” Sable shuddered, convulsing with her need. Slone could feel every one of her tight muscles trembling under the strain as she clawed at Alex, constantly begging for more.
“More what?” Alex growled against her ear, making her cry out in denial as his hand abandoned her ass, and turned her so her back was against him.
“No. No, don’t stop!”
Heedless of her plea, Alex ground his erection along the sweet trail that divided them. “You sure this isn’t want you want?”
“Oh, God, yes,” Sable panted. Her muscles tensed, clamping down until her ass clung to his hard length in a tempting offer.
“Then that’s what you’ll have,” Alex vowed. “I’ll feed you every inch of me until you’re so packed full of cock you don’t know where we end and you begin.”
“Yes,” Sable whispered back with such strained hope that Slone actually found a smile.
“You know how much we love you right?” Slone whispered into her ear, as he drew up the other side of her.
“God yes, I love you, too, both of you, stop teasing me,” Sable whimpered, twining her fingers in Slone’s hair to tug on his head. “Kiss me again.”
“We will give you all that you want. We just have to ask one question… Alex and I were wondering if you want to make this permanent?” Slone asked.
She held him breathless for a long pause before her answer slipped out, a barely there sound. “Yes,” she said, not really comprehending what they were asking.
The second the word fell from her lips, ripped from the heat and hardness that kept her caged, Sable swayed between the two sets of hands that had settled on her hips, both men moved around the bed until they were situated—Slone below her and Alex behind. Their fingers bit painfully into her flesh, holding her up as she swayed and cried out at the indecent decadence they forced on her.
Her men, though, weighted her down, anchoring her to reality, where she drifted downward instead of up. Pulled by gravity and directed by strong, callused hands, Sable felt herself sinking directly onto the harder, thick shaft of a cock.
Her thighs shifted, instinctively making room for the hard cock that brushed over her pussy. It pressed against her clit, sending a shower of almost painful sparks of pleasure through her pussy. Sable didn’t know if she could endure any more, but she knew she couldn’t deny her body’s thirst to be owned by them.
With a little push and a sigh, she caved, melting down over him until she’d collapsed against his chest. The slow motion settled the hard cock, stretching her wide that tiny bit further into her pussy, making her moan at the warmth spreading out of her.
The sizzling tingles buzzing out of her pussy were driving her crazy, and her hips rolled, flexed, chasing after each mind-blowing rivulet as she rolled the heated cock filling her over the ultrasensitive walls of her pussy.
A second set of hands palming her backside made her gasp in anticipation. Sable’s eyes fluttered open as her mouth went slack. For a moment, every single one of her inhibitions raced through her, tensing her body with fear for the first time instead of pleasure.
Sable couldn’t help the heavy pants that started to roll from her body as she rocked her hips, loving the wicked feeling of a cock grinding against her pussy with a finger rubbing her back entrance. All that friction sent delightful swells of bliss rolling up her spine.
The thick, hard cock that replaced the finger pressed against the tight ring of muscles and finally pushed through. In that blinding second, she forgot all about anything but trying to breathe as the pressure of taking in two cocks at once almost overwhelmed her.
Then they shifted, rubbing against each other and trapping the thin wall that separated them in a grinding motion that sent a fireball of pleasure ricocheting through Sable. Gasping out a deep-throated pant, she jerked under the exhilarating blast. Her whole body pulsed with it, tensing, then relaxing, and letting that one delicious inch of cock slip back until her ass felt on fire with the pressure of his cock head stretching her open again.
Her men were going to do this their way, at their speed, and in that moment, it felt like an injustice to Sable. She’d given them her pledge, given them her body, and all they did was take care of her.
The woman wanted to rile at them, demand that they stop tormenting her with this slow, teasing penetration, but they would not allow it. With one single thrust, the cock behind her impaled
her ass with its full length and sent a lance of pained ecstasy searing up her spine. Sable arched under the impact, releasing a howl at bearing the pressure of two fully engorged cocks filling her body.
“Oh, God, baby. So damn tight.”
Too damn tight, Sable was sure she’d burst with even the slightest amount of motion. That didn’t stop her body from shifting with a feral need to test the limits of this pleasure. The small motion unleashed a rolling cluster of sparkling bubbles that boiled up her spine, popping all the way and releasing waves of rapture that rushed back down toward her pelvis and had her jerking anew.
“Hold still, baby,” Alex grounded out.
Sable found her motions stopped short by a rough set of hands clamping down on her hips to enforce his demand. Letting her hips go lax, she fooled him into loosening his hold. With a quick twist and pull, she found the freedom to chase after those euphoric little detonations. The man behind her growled. This time his arm fastened around her waist.
“Damn it, woman, be still. I’m trying to be considerate here,” Alex said.
“That must be quite difficult for you.” Sable dared him with one look.
“You don’t know the half of it. If you don’t stop wiggling,” the arm tightened around her stomach, “you aren’t going to be able to sit for a week.”
For a moment, she thought she had gained an advantage when his arm slipped. A second later a warm palm was fitting between the top of her mound and the pelvis pressing into it. One lone, callused fingertip wormed its way down to cover her clit.
Oh, God.
Sable collapsed against the man’s chest in total submission as he began to rub her sensitive little bud around. Quivers turned to ripples and wound into sharp lashes of pleasure as her body began to tremble and writhe beneath the onslaught.
Her hips shifted, lifting fractions off the cock filling her from behind only to grind the cock in her pussy that little distance deeper. Small as the motion was, it set off a magnificent shower of pleasure that spider-webbed across her body with a greedy demand for more.
An inch this time, but not nearly enough. She chased the need filling her every motion, driving her to thrust and buck between the two men. They grunted under her motions, finally releasing her to chase the frantic rhythm set by one lone finger circling her clit. Then it snapped out of existence and sent her spiraling further in an uncharted rampage.
He slammed his hips upward, meeting her downward glide with a savage thrust that embedded him hard and deep into her. The motion snapped the leash holding in her last climactic detonation. They boomed one right after another, gaining in speed and intensity as the men began to actively fuck her back as she bucked between them.
With a sonic boom, Sable shot right out of her own body. She could hear the shattered fragments of reality tinkling down around her, as she burned past—past the bright, colorful world into the soothing abyss of space, she sank into the blackness with a sigh.
Chapter Seventeen
Slone and Alex walked to the fence and each of them braced their foot on the bottom rail, and then rested their arms on the top one. If anyone were to look at them, they would have thought the two men were brothers they looked so much alike.
“She says that it was said in the heat of the moment, we have to talk about it more,” Slone said lowly. The cattle were coming today, as well as the horses. The delivery was set to be here in an hour. All the men were preparing the pens for the animals.
“Damn it, I knew we should have asked her later. I just thought...” Alex said.
“So did I, it seemed like a good idea at the time. I guess we have to think like a girl to understand them,” Slone said.
“Right, you think like the girl, I will continue to think like a Neanderthal.” Alex scoffed.
Slone laughed and said, “Fine, I will channel my inner chick and see where that leads us. In the meantime, we need to set aside a few hours tomorrow to take Sable into town and get her outfitted to ride.”
“Agreed, maybe at the same time we can convince the little vixen that she belongs to us,” Alex said.
Sable called to them from the back door and they turned, “Hey, Desire and her husbands are going to be bringing over brisket and pulled pork for dinner. I am running into town with Louise to pick up the stuff for potato salad and pasta salad.”
Slone waved and nodded and Alex said under his voice before he waved, “They will be okay?”
“Take Timothy with you,” Slone called and Sable stepped out onto the porch, put her hands on her hips, and frowned.
“Why?” Sable yelled.
“Shit,” Alex said and then he called to her, “We need some other supplies for the cattle, he has a list and was going to go later, this way we will be set.”
“Oh, well, okay,” Sable said grudgingly and then nodded and waved.
“She is going to be the death of me,” Slone said. “I just want to protect her, you know, she doesn’t know the roads yet.”
“I know, but for Sable that is like waving a red flag in the face of a bull.” Alex laughed.
“You got that right, the contrary woman. I am all twisted up inside. Let’s go and tell Timothy we threw him to the wolves and he has to go into town now,” Slone said.
“Got it, when are the new men arriving?” Alex asked as they walked toward the barn.
“End of the week Thane said. We will be okay until then. The animals need to be checked by the vet, before we pasture them. The horses need to be groomed too, so the next few days will be hard work. Tomorrow though we take a break and we go into town,” Slone said.
“Deal,” Alex said and they went to find Timothy.
The men were all busy getting the tack room ready for the horses, and food prepared for the cattle. They had all learned so much over the last months and they were ready to become a working ranch. Already, they could feel the excitement in the air; it reminded Alex a little bit of the excitement tension they would feel before a mission.
He shook his head, trying not to equate the past with the present. It was one of the things the men decided in their weekly meetings. They were still going good. Slone found Timothy and let him in on their worries. The older man was nodding and Alex knew he was going to go into town with the women.
Alex saw his friends and teammates talking and working, even this relatively short time they had been gone from the military each of them had embraced their new life. They wore jeans and cowboy boots, hell, they were even wearing plaid shirts. Something he could have sworn a year ago he would never wear.
Life was good, and finally he was seeing the light at the end of the tunnel, even if he did see dead people. Frank and the others stood in the background watching their friends and talking about them with a serious expression. Alex frowned and looked at Frank, what was their problem?
Alex walked over to where his dead friends were standing away from the others and leaned against the wall easily and said quietly, “What’s up?”
Frank pointed to the others and said loudly, “They are forgetting about us.”
“No, they are definitely not forgetting about you. While we are working, it is good to have something else to focus on, man. If we didn’t, I can guarantee one or more of us would be looking down a barrel. We can’t and won’t forget about you,” Alex said quietly and the ghosts shifted uncomfortably.
“We just want to move on, and we can’t until we complete some things. I hate we have to stay around and remind you of something so shitty, but that is the way we all agreed to handle things. We are being patient, buddy,” Clipper said.
“I know and I appreciate it, too. When are you going to be able to show yourselves to more than just me though?” Alex asked. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to have a connection with his teammates; he would always have a connection. But some of the others were more than ready to put this stuff behind them.
“Can’t, not until Frank is done, we have to move on one at a time, when the fates allow us. It's not time fo
r us yet,” Dagwood said.
Alex rolled his eyes. “More fucking rules.”
“Yep, you can’t avoid them.” Frank laughed.
“I just want to move on,” Alex said quietly.
“And you will. It is almost time. I promise you just have to have a little patience,” Frank said cryptically.
Alex shook his head and then turned and flipped off his friends who were laughing. “Cloak and dagger shit, is driving me nuts. If you just said, hey man, you have to go here and do this, then I would be able to deal,” Alex growled.
“Where would the lesson be learned in that? I am assured that this whole thing has a purpose. You will be able to lay some shit down when I leave, you won't be able to forget my ugly mug, but you will be able to feel some peace,” Frank said and then looked at the watch that rested on his wrist. “Like I said, almost time, things are being moved into place as we speak.”
“Great,” Alex said and walked back to where the others were standing and began to help them out. He needed to work off some of his frustration.
Sable gathered her purse together. When she answered the phone to Desire, Sable had been thrilled to here from the woman. She was sure that when she didn’t hear from Desire, the woman had just been being polite. It kinda hurt Sable at first, she had really been hoping that she would make friends.
Her day was looking up, especially after she had actually spoken to Desire, the woman was a hoot, and she was going to love getting to know her better. Sable was ready to have her first cowboy cookout. That is what Louise called them, they were making beans and salads the rest of the day, so they were going to hurry.
Louise and Timothy appeared and told her they were ready. Sable grinned, feeling lighthearted and happy. After this morning how could she feel anything but, except the conversation she had with the guys had been a little awkward. They actually were going to hold her to the fact she said yes to the so-called proposal. Yeah, what every woman dreams of, being proposed to right in the middle of sex. She was certain they were not serious, and if they were, they needed a lesson or two in romance.