Allister, J. Rose - Displaced Cowboys [Lone Wolves of Shay Falls 5] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (29 page)

Nash’s tongue did join in, however, laving over the hot, stinging lashes on her ass to soothe the burn. She gritted her teeth and reached down with her bound hands to grab Connor’s head and try to force his mouth to her throbbing cunt, but Nash pulled back and gave her a much harder smack.

“Get those hands back up on that post, woman,” he said with a growl.

“I’ve got a better idea,” Connor said with obvious strain. “Let’s turn her around and switch roles.”

Connor twisted her body around to face Nash, who was seated on the bed with a cock that looked stiff enough to burst. He grabbed her by the wrist cuffs and tugged her forward until she got on his lap. His eyes were pure gold, and her heart skipped at the sheer lust glowing in them. Once, those eyes had held a similar glow that had scared her. Now, all she wanted was for him to prove how desperately he needed her.

He handed over the crop to Connor, who stood at the foot of the bed and fingered her leash chain invitingly. “Seems like you dig this,” he said. “I’ll bet you’d even love it if I could fuck you with this chain.”

She wriggled against his muscled legs, trying to get closer to his cock. Connor spanked her ass with the crop, hard enough that she heard the whip cutting through the air before it hit. She jerked and gave a little squeal.

“You wait until you’re told,” he said.

“I don’t think I can wait much longer or I’m going to come right on Nash’s thighs.”

Nash tugged her chain. “Not until I say you can come, baby.”

He pulled himself backward slightly so she was sitting farther out by his knees. He took the end of the chain and began winding it evenly, though a bit loosely around the shaft of his straining cock. The chain was long enough that it got it around his girth a few times without Terra having to change her posture any.

“Now,” he said. “Now you can ride me.”

“Like that?” she asked. “Will that work?”

The whoosh of the crop sliced the air before landing on her ass. “You heard the man,” Connor said. “Fuck that luscious, chained-up prick.”

Her ass was hot and throbbing as she scooted up on Nash. Her motions were awkward with her hands bound, but she got into position while he held his chained dick for her.

“Fuck it now,” he ordered.

She sat down. “Oh, God,” she breathed.

What an incredible, bizarre sensation it was, feeling his already thick cock enhanced even further by the rugged, though slender, chain. Cool metal should have tamed the heat inside her dripping cunt, but the sensation fired her even hotter and she began to rock her hips like life depended on it.

Nash set one arm behind him to support himself, but used the other to grab hold of her hair and control her motion so she could meet his wild gaze. “Do you have any idea how bad I’ve wanted to do this?” he asked. “What you unleashed inside of me the night you tied me up and gagged me? You thought you were restrainin’ my passion.” He shook his head. “You had no idea you were really sendin’ my lust for you straight to insanity.”

She lifted her arms so she could circle them around his neck. “Who says I had no idea?”

He growled and thrust his hips up to grind against her.

“The two of you are sendin’ me to insanity,” said Connor. “Lie down before I shoot off right on her sexy back.”

Lying down with Nash on his back was difficult for Terra with the handcuffs on, so Nash compromised by turning onto his side with her facing him. His cock was still buried in her when Connor sandwiched behind and parted her still-warm ass cheeks. His lips feathered her shoulder below where the leather collar was fastened, and he positioned himself so the tip of his pulsing cock was right at her asshole.

“This ain’t gonna hurt,” he murmured. “At least, not my penetratin’ your ass. I might just get a mind to use the crop again, though.”

Despite his assurance, Terra sucked in a breath and held it, lacing her palms together tight between herself and Nash while she waited for him to push inside her. She let out a gasp of surprise when he did, but not because it hurt. She’d never felt anything like being filled by two men, let alone right next to each other.

“Holy damn,” Connor said. “This feels unbelievable.”

Nash, who had waited more or less patiently while Connor fitted himself inside, seemed to unhinge at that. He gripped Terra’s upper thigh and drove his cock into her hard. Connor grunted in obvious passion and thrust more or less in tandem with Nash’s movements. Terra found herself trapped in between them, unable to move and desperate to get her hands on a hard, muscled body. The sensations of pleasure swirled higher, and she wriggled in frustration as she fought against her bonds.

“Wait a minute,” she said at last. “Stop. I mean, freedom.”

The men’s thrusts halted instantly.

“Are you okay?” Nash asked, his voice filled with concern. “Do you want me to pull out?”

“No! Take these damn cuffs off. One of them, anyway.”

He loosened the strap on her wrist until she could pull her hand free. “Thank God,” she said when she was free.

“I’m sorry,” Connor said. “It seemed like you were enjoyin’ things.”

“Don’t get me wrong,” she said. “I just couldn’t do
this
with my hands bound up.”

She raked her nails hard down Nash’s back. He groaned and resumed fucking her. Connor seemed stunned for a moment, but he rallied quickly and shuddered while he pressed his cock deeper.

“Give me the whip,” she said, turning her head sideways to Connor.

The men responded by thrusting faster, but Connor did as she asked. She thanked him by running the end along his long, sinewy leg and then smacking it down on him. He grunted like an animal with each blow and rammed her harder until her breasts were slicked with sweat as they slid along Nash’s chest.

She flipped the crop in her hand and ran the handle over Nash’s flexing buttocks.

“Are you gonna punish me with that crop, my hot darlin’?” he asked.

She reared back and gave him the hardest blow that had landed on any of them thus far. He flinched and grimaced, but she felt his cock jerk inside her with pleasure.

“No,” she said. “I’m going to fuck you with it.”

With that, she dipped the handle between his ass cheeks. It took a little maneuvering, but she felt him tense when she found the right spot and pushed the leather up his asshole.

“God yes, baby,” he said. “Fuck me while we fuck you.”

Oh, and she did just that. Thrusting into him while the hottest, sexiest men she could ever conceive of thrust into her gave her a new sense of womanhood. Every moan belonged to her, and their rapturous expressions brought such power with it. She controlled Nash’s passion—and Connor’s. She owned it. And they owned hers.

“Do you know we love you?” Nash asked. His eyes were closed when he said it, but he opened them when it was out. “That I love you.”

“Yes,” she said, her heart flip-flopping like crazy between the ferocity of their sex and the emotion in his words. “And I love you both enough to qualify me as crazy.”

Connor leaned over and turned her face aside to kiss her breathless.

She was expecting to hear his declaration next, but instead he cried out and tensed. “I’m comin’,” he said, and a hot rush of fluid gushed soon after.

Warm, wet cum slid around them, pushing her right to the edge. “Now,” she breathed. “Please, Nash. I can’t wait.”

“Already there,” he said, and he held her tight while they shouted out together.

“I love you, Terra,” Connor said as she yelled out his name. “Since the moment I saw you drivin’ in the rain.”

All three of them clutched one another while their orgasms finished, which took a surprising amount of time considering Connor kept shoving his still-throbbing cock inside her ass until he brought her off a second time. She rolled over, effectively pulling both dicks out of her, and began covering Connor with kisses.

“Thank you both for this incredible evening,” she said, sucking his nipple into her mouth. “I can’t imagine any girl having mates who can be so sensitive to her needs, and then turn around and fuck her so damn hardcore.”

He pulled her face to his and kissed her. After a moment, he sat up. “We were in such a hurry I think we left the slidin’ door open. I should go check before half the flies in town get in and line up for chow.”

“Fuck that,” she said, grabbing his hand. She took hold of the other half of her cuff, which was still dangling from her wrist, and wrapped the leather around him until they were chained together. “You aren’t going anywhere, cowboy.”

“What, didn’t we fuck you good enough just now?” he said in mock incredulity.

She smiled. “I was fucked fantastically, thank you very much. But it occurs to me that there’s one of us here that I haven’t ever seen get fucked himself.” She turned and gave Nash a wink, and he returned it with a knowing grin.

“That’s an interestin’ point,” Nash said, his eyes sliding over Connor. “And you ain’t lived until you’ve seen him writhin’ around with somethin’ hot and hard inside him.”

“It’s not like we have to do everythin’ in one night,” Connor said, but she saw the way his cock twitched with interest. “We have the rest of our lives together.”

“Birthdays, remember?” She pulled their chained hands down to his pulsing dick and used her free hand to wrap both their palms around the shaft. “I’m still waiting for my third wish to come true.”

Nash picked up the crop and stood over Connor, who turned over and obligingly got on all fours. Terra, who was still happily chained to his wrist, sighed in perfect contentment. She let him put his face between her thighs while her two gorgeously naked mates made that wish come true—the first of many to follow.

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