Cowboy Rescue [Men for Hire 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (19 page)

With a flick of the controls, he made the toy rotate and thrust, driving it deep inside her. Then, keeping the toy working, he flattened his tongue against her clit.

She shouted as lust roared through her. “Oh! Oh! Oh!”

“I think she likes it.” Mike moved closer to her head. “But I bet you like this just as much.”

She took his cock, drawing it in with a hard pull. He moaned and leaned over her, putting his hands on the other side of her head.

The hills of his veins raked against her tongue as she wrapped it around him. He tasted wild, spicy, and filled with musk. His balls bumped against her chin whenever he pushed his cock in. She moaned, letting the warmth of her breath flow over him.

Brad turned the vibrator to another setting, one that increased the speed and thrust of the toy. He nibbled at her clit, then sucked on it, before releasing it. The sensations the toy gave her were wonderful, but they couldn’t compare to having the mouths of two sexy men on her at the same time.

If only I had three mouths on me!

Mike worked his hips, keeping up a regular rhythm as she pleasured him. He moaned and dipped his head to send her a look of unbridled love. Even if nothing else was happening to her body, his look of love would’ve brought her desire to an even higher level.

She bucked as Brad pulled out the toy and drank up her juices. The restraints held her as she tugged on them to get free. If she didn’t get to use her hands soon, she’d die.

Mike pulled out and staggered away, fighting to keep himself from coming. Laughing, Jack took his chance and straddled her to push his cock between her tits. With his help, she took his cock into her mouth.

Brad’s noises of lapping her up ended as he came up for air. He kissed the insides of her thighs. “Baby, you’re fantastic. I love drinking your juices, but I want your pussy another way.”

He rose and positioned his cock at the opening of her cunt. She shivered as the breeze flowed over her body. Pushing her legs apart as much as the tape around her ankles would allow, he shoved his dick into her, groaning as he did.

He was bigger than she remembered, and she thrust her hips up to meet his. Circling them, she let him grind his way into her. Her pussy walls ached at the invasion, but the pain was welcomed.

Jack leaned over her, bringing his cock closer so she wouldn’t have to hold her head up any longer. She rocked with the force of Brad’s pummeling and used that motion to slide Jack’s cock in and out. Looking up, another wave of lust-filled heat swept over her as she took in Jack’s hard abs and wide chest.

If only I could skim my hands over them.

Yet with denial came sexual pleasure. Delaying the joy of feeling his hard body under her hands was part of the fun.

She whipped her tongue around his cock, comparing the texture to Mike’s. They were both huge, both lined with purple veins, and both curved at the end. She couldn’t wait for them to use their cocks on the other parts of her body.

But where is Mike?

The sound of footsteps coming closer, then the dip of the bed as he climbed on answered that question. He took hold of her breasts and lavished them with his tongue and fingers. A sharp sting in one nipple and then the other had her wondering if he was pinching them.

“Do you like that, sugar? Those are nipple clamps. Again, toys are fun, but I think they pale in comparison to a man’s hands on your tits.”

The delicious pain of the clamps tight on her nipples spread through her breasts, heightening the sensations she felt on her pussy and in her mouth. What other toys would Mike try?

Jack’s thrusts became more urgent, matching Brad’s hard shoves. They were quickening, growing closer to their releases.

With a sound that was half cry and half protest, Jack pulled his cock out of her mouth and fell to the side. “Aw, bro, move over. I’ve got to be inside her before I blow.”

Without pulling out of her, Brad helped Jack twist her onto her side. A cool substance applied to her butt hole had her jerking away from Jack, but Brad plunged into her pussy, drawing her attention away. That is, until Jack pressed his cock to her anus and eased it inside.

She yanked on the tape, dying to get at her men. Her breasts jiggled, the clamps on them bouncing and causing even more delightful pain. “Please turn me loose.”

Mike sat on the edge of the bed next her and fondled her breasts. “I’ll cut you loose from the bed in a minute, but I don’t want your hands free just yet. I have more surprises planned.”

She gazed into his eyes and saw the excitement there. Nodding, she let the feeling of two cocks inside her take her over. They pounded into her from both sides, driving her body into a frenzy of sexual need that only they could tame.

Sweat formed along Brad’s forehead as his thrusts grew more separated and yet, somehow, more intense. His eyes were closed, his jaw set. With one last push, he shoved into her, paused, then roared his release.

The warm cum filled her and then slid down the crack between her legs. She clenched her pussy, wanting to hold on to his seed, knowing what that could mean.

Jack dug his fingernails into her hip and worked his hips back and forth even as Brad pulled out of her and fell to the bed beside her. Giving her a quick slap on the rump, he pushed her to her stomach, twisting the tape tied to the bed, and shoved into her. She yelped as he spanked her again and lifted her butt higher. Grinding into her, he slapped her butt cheek, shoved into her, then slapped her buttocks again. She cried out, then encouraged him by wiggling her ass and calling out his name.

Yet when he clutched both cheeks, she knew he’d come to the end. He plunged into her, ramming her butt into him, and moaned as he pulled out and shot his cum over her butt and the small of her back.

Panting, she fell onto her stomach. Who would’ve thought getting treated roughly and being tied up could make her feel so powerful? But she knew the truth of it. They were in control of her body, but she controlled their hearts.

“Hey, sugar, you’re not worn out yet, are you? Remember, I’ve got another surprise for you.” Mike yanked the tape free from the bedframe, loosening the hold on her wrists but not untying her hands. He stalked around to the other side and pulled the tape off her ankles.

Jack, who had grabbed a cloth from the picnic basket, returned and cleaned her off. “Damn, bro, why didn’t you tell us about the whip?”

She jerked her head up and half turned to see Mike standing at her feet, holding a bullwhip. “What are you planning on doing with that?”

He took a few steps back as both Jack and Brad cleared out of his way. “This.” Throwing his arm back, he lunged forward, bringing the whip over his head and arcing toward her.

She yelped as the popper hit her butt cheek. The sting, sharper, faster than that of a spank, brought her onto her hands and knees. She stared at Mike. He stared back, the question of whether to stop or not written on his face.

Staying on her hands and feet, she turned to the side so she could see him. “Do it again.”

He grinned then sent another flick of the whip to bite her flesh. She cried out and went to her elbows, lifting her butt higher. “Again.”

He did it again, this time letting the whip strike the other cheek then graze over the rest of her butt as he pulled it back. She repeated her command several times again, and each time was better than the last.

“And I thought spanking her was a kick.” Jack moved closer and slid his hand over her butt. “Her ass is so pretty with those pink marks.”

“Get out of the way, bro.” Mike moved closer, winding the whip up as he did. Then, as he moved on top of the bed, he used the end of the whip to flick against her back, her butt, and the backside of her legs.

Her body tingled with the stings of pain, but she knew the best was yet to come. As he moved behind her, he wrapped the rope around her chest twice, capturing her breasts between the loops. He tugged, pulling her on top of him. She rested her pussy against his crotch and straddled his legs as he took the clamps off her nipples and tossed them aside.

“Ready?”

She mewled, then answered, her voice full of need. “Ready.”

He drove his cock hard and fast into her, clutching her breasts and pinching her nipples. She cried out and laid her head back and to the side as he nibbled on her shoulder. Moving her hips in a circle, she ground against him. The texture of the whip, coarse against her body, felt amazing as she settled against his hard chest and eased into his strong arms. Together they moved as one, forgetting his brothers and the world around them.

Bouncing up and down, she covered his hands with hers. He was hers just as his brothers were, and she was theirs. No one would ever come between them again.

Lifting her gaze to the see the light shining through the trees above them, she let her orgasm go. Mike’s followed on the heels of hers as they cried out their releases, filled with the sound of their love.

Mike’s arm tightened around her as their bodies shuddered out the last of their climaxes. For several moments afterward, he still held her. At last, at the urging of his brothers, he unraveled the whip from around her and laid her down on the bed.

Brad lay beside her on the other side and untied her hands while Jack relaxed at her feet. She felt like a queen with her adoring subjects around her.

“We love you. You know that, right?”

She let the rush of warmth those words gave her take away the chill that had lingered on the fringes of her mind since her rescue. King and all the horror he’d given were gone. “I know.”

“Good.” Brad stretched his arms out and reached to brush a petal from her hair. “And you know we want you to be our woman. To have and to hold for the rest of our lives. One of us can marry you legally if that’s what you want, but we’re all in this together.”

She loved the way Mike played with a strand of her hair, twining his fingers in it. “Maybe. I don’t care much either way. As long as I’m with all of you, I’m good.”

“Does that mean you’d be okay leaving your job?”

That was the one thing that made her unhappy whenever she fantasized about staying with them. But she’d do anything to be with them. “I think so. Providing you guys want children. Do you? And I mean, I want a whole mess of them.”

“Enough to start your own school, huh?”

She laughed at Mike’s idea. “Maybe not that many. But four or five would be great.”

“That’s a done deal as far as we’re concerned.” Brad chewed on a blade of grass.

“And I’d like to help out with Gabriel and your jobs. Now that you’ve brought me onto the ranch, he might be open to bringing other women here. To keep them safe, too.”

Jack snorted. “We can ask, but I think you asking Gabriel might work better. I’m for it, though.”

“With children and my helping out, I don’t think I’d miss anything about my old life.”

“That’s just what we wanted to hear. What we need to know now is if you feel the same way. For all of us.”

“How can you even ask that? Isn’t it obvious?”

“I don’t remember you ever saying so.” Jack checked with his brothers, who shook their heads. “Not flat-out anyway.”

She took his hand. “Then I’ll say it flat-out right now. I do. I love you. All of you.”

“We’re batting a thousand here, brothers. Let’s keep the winning streak going.” Mike sat crossed-legged at her feet.

She dragged in his scent along with his brothers’. They smelled familiar yet with distinct differences, so she could tell them apart. Her life had changed so much since they’d come into her life. She’d gone through a rough time, but in the end, getting where she was right now was worth it.

“So when do you think you’ll start building our new home?” She didn’t bother suppressing her giggle as Brad and Jack sat up and stared at her.

“Does that mean what I think it means? You’ll stay?” Jack flipped onto his stomach, putting his face close to hers.

She sat up, reveling in the breeze kissing her naked body, then tossed her hair over her shoulder. “Well, duh.” Standing, she took off running toward the stream.

“Hey, where you going?”

She laughed and called over her shoulder as she heard them rise and chase after her. “I’m going to see how deep the stream is. If it’s too deep, I might need three sexy cowboys to save me.”

Brad, as usual, was in the lead. “Come on, boys. It’s cowboys to the rescue again.”

THE END

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Jane Jamison has always liked “weird stuff” as her mother called it. From an early age she was fascinated with stories about werewolves, vampires, space, aliens, and whatever was hiding in her bedroom closet. (To this day, she still swears she can hear growls and moans whenever the lights are out.)

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