Dark Desire in Elk's Crossing [Sequel to Ecstasy in Elk's Crossing] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (6 page)

“Every last part of you,” Sven said in a husky whisper, his gaze on her glistening, feminine slit, “is beautiful.”

* * * *

Annika watched as two large, long-fingered hands encircled her wrists then pulled her arms outward. It took several moments for Annika’s passion-addled brain to comprehend that it was Joshua, standing directly behind her, who had taken her by the wrists and spread her arms so that she was defenseless and the entire front of her body was available to the gorgeous Norwegian kneeling before her.

This can’t be happening to me.

It was a very sane, very rational thought for Annika to have. She thought it obvious that she was having a dream of some sort, or maybe a nightmare. After all, she hadn’t been sexually involved with a man in literally years, so that made it virtually impossible for her to suddenly be the central character in a
ménage à trois
with two men she’d never even gone out on a
date
with much less
fucked
.

The single, coarse word was jolting to Annika’s senses. Fucked? She hadn’t exactly been virginal her entire life, but she certainly wasn’t one to indulge willy-nilly in sport fucking.

She was thinking about how utterly absurd it was that she should be in semi-bondage to a powerfully-built cowboy from North Dakota when Sven’s warm, moist lips came in contact with the entrance to her slit. And a moment later, when his tongue slipped between her sex lips to tantalize nerve endings already over-sensitized to stimulation, a strangled gasp worked its way out of her passion-constricted throat. The sound was an odd mixture of rapturous ecstasy and shame-laced embarrassment.

The hands surrounding her wrists were so powerful they might just as well have been stainless steel handcuffs instead of human flesh and bone. She was shackled by Joshua’s strength, held in bondage in a way that caused her clit to pulse wantonly with lust and submissive acceptance. And to feel Sven’s large hands cupping the naked cheeks of her ass, holding her hips nearly motionless as he feasted on her pussy, licking the lips of her cunt and sucking on her engorged clit, added immeasurably to her libidinous surrender.

He’s the one who is beautiful, not me.

It was a discordant thought for Annika to have, especially since the man she was thinking about currently had his mouth pressed snugly to her pussy as his head moved slowly, working his stiffened tongue up and down through the tight cleavage of her slit.

When Sven looked up, Annika saw in his eyes a feral hunger unlike anything she’d ever seen before from him. She realized, in that instant, that he had been keeping his desire for her, his base lust and romantic passion constantly in check because he didn’t want to take advantage of a power differential always inherent in employer-employee relationships.

At that moment, Sven could have asked anything of Annika, and she would have gladly complied. There was nothing he could have requested, sexually or otherwise, that she would not have willingly performed.

“More,” Sven said then, suddenly rising to his feet as he unbuckled his belt and opened his trousers. “I need more than just a taste of you.”

He opened his slacks, and an instant later, his erection was released, long and thick and frighteningly rigid in the pale starlight. The crown of his cock seemed as large as a plum.

Sven cupped Annika’s chin in his palm, lifting her face so that she had no choice but to look up into his eyes.

“Kiss me,” he commanded, bending at the waist to accommodate Annika’s much shorter stature. “Taste your own pussy on my lips.”

A thousand conflicting emotions went through Annika in the following moments. She distinctly felt each of the strong fingers that encircled her wrists. She felt the urge to scream for help, for surely some of the cowboys in the bunkhouse would come running to her rescue. But did she really want to be rescued? Every nerve in her body was at a tinder pitch, ready to literally burst into flames at any second.

She’d never before experienced anything quite like this. She was utterly vulnerable, completely helpless, totally engulfed by sensations more powerful than she’d ever thought possible. She
wanted.
She wanted with a desperation that was frightening. But she didn’t have any certainty on just exactly what it was she wanted. To be left alone? Yes. Well, maybe and maybe not. The most recent orgasms, skillfully provided by one of the two men she was with, just happened to be the most powerful and satisfying ones of her life. So why rush to be alone?

Because she was behaving in a way that simply wasn’t like her. Not even
remotely
like her. She was smart, sensible, and most of all, a planner. She had her life mapped out, and there was no reason in the world she should deviate from that plan.

“Stick your tongue out.”

The sound of the male voice pulled Annika out of her chaotic, rambling thoughts.

Though Annika’s eyes were closed, Sven was so close that she felt his breath on her face when he repeated, “Stick your tongue out for me.”

Her lips parted against her better judgment, but she did not stick her tongue out.

“If you don’t follow my orders, you’ll only deny yourself pleasure. What’s the use in that?”

His logic was irrefutable, Annika decided, a second before it became quite clear to her that he was the devil incarnate and that she mustn’t ever listen to anything he had to say, and certainly not follow any instructions he had for her.

But she stuck her tongue out between her lips anyway, and a moment later, when he had moved low enough so that his lips touched the tip of her tongue, she did indeed taste and smell the feminine cream of her own passion. She kept her eyes closed as he moved slowly, sliding his lips along the very tip of her tongue. She felt herself losing what little control over her senses that she had gained since her last orgasm.

When Sven pressed his mouth securely over hers in a commanding kiss, Annika opened her lips to invite his more intimate exploration. The soulful, feminine moan she heard a moment later was testimony to her own lusty acceptance of what Joshua and Sven were doing to her.

Though her feet were close together, Sven slipped his hand between her naked thighs. When the tip of his finger caressed her clit, Annika moaned again into his mouth. It seemed to Annika that these men had given her a fever or had done some mind trick like a hypnosis of some sort, because she was not the kind of woman who behaved this way. But when the tip of Sven’s finger separated the lips of her sex, it did so easily because she was so wet and ready for penetration.

Sven straightened, ending the kiss, and for a moment Annika just stood quietly, blinking her eyes as she tried to orient her senses to her surroundings. Sven’s long-fingered hands slipped around her hips to cup her buns as he eased his hips forward. Now that he was so close to her and standing straight, Annika was made more intimately aware of just how large a man he was. And a moment later, when his unyielding erection slipped between her naked thighs, the shaft sliding briefly against the moist lips of her pussy, Annika uttered a soft exclamation and very nearly climaxed.

When Sven’s hips came in contact with Annika, the forward moment forced Joshua to take a staggering step backward, not stopping until his back was against the corral fence.

“Oh, God,” Annika whispered, trembling as she felt the thick cock sliding between her thighs.

She wanted to take his throbbing cock in her hand to guide him, but Annika also enjoyed the sensation of bondage with her wrists still trapped securely in Joshua’s tight, unyielding grasp. With both men standing straight, they towered over Annika, making her feel small and vulnerable in a way that did not cause fear.

The plump head of Sven’s cock rubbed against her tingling clit, then moved downward to her slit. When he straightened his knees, Annika gasped as she felt delicate tissue separating, yielding to powerful virility. Sven had not yet thrust the entire length of his cock into Annika before she started climaxing, her senses too susceptible to ecstasy for her to not tumble headlong into the abyss.

The orgasmic spasms, five in all, left Annika feeling too weak to stand. But falling to her knees was an impossibility because she was pinned between two of the most intimidating and physically fit men she’d ever encountered. She was dizzy and light-headed in the afterglow of her climax as she felt the long, thick column of Sven’s erection sliding out between the lips of her pussy. He retreated until only the tip of his crown still separated her lips then began another long, slow, forceful plunge.

“So wet,” Sven said through clenched teeth as he straightened his legs, burying the final inch of his shaft inside Annika. “I have dreamed of being inside you.”

Annika kissed Sven’s chest, pressing her lips against his shirtfront as his cock pulsed deep inside her. She tried to spread her feet a little wider apart to give Sven more room, but her panties made that impossible. With Joshua still holding her arms outstretched, Annika had the awareness of being in physical bondage, and when Sven’s cock reached full-insertion on his next invasion, Annika climaxed once again as she surrendered herself to their strength and domination.

Even as she was buffeted by Sven’s relentless thrusts, a faintly rational part of Annika’s consciousness knew that she would never again experience anything quite like this. Standing erect with her slacks pushed down to the middle of her thighs, she was pinned between two men who towered over her while one of the two thrust his cock into her with ever-increasing force.

Sven pumped hard into Annika, slamming her backward against Joshua, and with his cock buried to the hilt, he let out a long, low groan of satisfaction. Annika knew he was releasing his passion, flooding her with his cum, and she let out her own low sigh of pleasure.

“My God,” Annika said, breathing deeply as Sven took a step backward. She felt his erection slide out of her pussy, and she let out a soft, satiated sigh. “I never knew sensations like that were possible. What the hell did I just do?”

“You started something special,” Joshua said, pulling her wrists behind her back so that her hands were against the prominent bulge in his jeans. “But don’t for a second think you’re finished.”

Joshua curled one hand around Annika’s hip and put the other on her shoulder. In a slow but forceful manner that whispered without words that he was an alpha male who would not be denied, he held Annika securely as he pushed at her shoulder, bending her over at the waist.

“Hold her,” she heard Joshua say to the man whose cock had only moments earlier been inside her pussy and given her such exquisite satisfaction. With a mystification in his tone, he added, “Damned woman’s my addiction, and I’ve just met her.”

Annika looped her arms around Sven’s waist, pressing her cheek against his stomach. Only a few inches below her face, having lost just a little of its vigor, was his cock, which glistened in the moonlight with her cream and his sperm. A moment later she felt the bulbous crown of Joshua’s cock pressing against her pussy’s entrance then slipping inside, its passage smooth despite his size.

“Oh, fuck,” Annika whispered as she felt her cunt opening in acceptance of yet another virile man’s desire for her. “Fuck me.” The words echoed in her brain, her word choice and behavior nearly too shocking for her to fully comprehend. “Fuck me hard.”

Annika had known that saying such things to Joshua was dangerous. She’d anticipated drawing a forceful reaction from him. Still, when he tightened his hands on her hips and began churning his own, working the long, thick length of his lusty cock between her delicate sex lips, Annika knew that she’d never been impaled so deeply or with such force in all her life. The sounds of an almost violent coupling mingled with the scent of sensuality, tantalizing Annika’s senses.

I’m going to come again.

She tried to say the words, but Joshua was pummeling her so hard and fast that all she could do was gasp each time his pelvis collided with her buns, and his unyielding cock was buried full-length inside her slick sheath.

It was everything she had wanted, even if she hadn’t known it until that very moment. Her dashing and elegant employer had pleasured her into climaxing several times, and now, only moments later, she had an honest-to-goodness American cowboy, driven half-mad with desire for her, doing the same to her but with the intensity of a barbarian.

It was a bizarre combination of physicality that held elements of both making love and getting fucked, and it was much more than Annika could withstand.

The keening cry of ecstasy cut through the North Dakota night air as her insides contracted and her pussy clenched around the thrusting cock that filled it. Annika was just descending from the golden heights of her climax when Joshua growled, and she knew that he was releasing his lust deep inside her.

Breathing deeply, gulping in air, Annika continued to hold onto Sven, quite certain that she would fall facedown in the grass if he wasn’t there for her. Now that Joshua was no longer thrashing behind her, she could hear him breathing and feel his powerful hands on her hips. When he withdrew his sated cock from her, she moaned her disapproval softly.

“Are you okay?” the American asked.

Annika nodded, her face still pressed against Sven’s stomach. After a moment, she whispered, “Yes. I think so, anyway.” She groaned softly and let Sven help pull her to a standing position. “I cannot believe what I just let happen.”

“Let’s go inside,” Joshua said from behind her. “I think we all need a drink and to make some sense out of what just happened.”

Annika tried to pull up her slacks and only then remembered that her panties were wrapped tightly around her thighs.

“Let me help,” Sven said, getting down on his knees in front of her.

“Me, too,” Joshua said as he sank to his knees behind Annika.

Annika closed her eyes as she felt the two men working together to unknot her panties. In a whisper, she said, “Isn’t that how this whole thing got started?”