Double Her Pleasure (14 page)

Garret laughed. “Good girl.”

She had to figure out how to tell them what
her plans were, but first, she needed them one last time. She
reached behind her, under her T-shirt, and unfastened her bra. “The
truth is, I’ve forgotten which of you I like better.” Sliding her
hand up into her sleeve, she pulled her bra strap out and snuck her
other hand through it.

Trey’s mouth cocked in a grin. “You trying to
distract us, woman?”

She slid her other hand up the opposite shirt
sleeve and pulled her bra out the hole. “Can you blame me?”

Garret’s eyes opened wide. “Uh uh.” He
reached over his head, grabbed a fistful of his T-shirt, and tugged
it off. “You can distract the hell out of me any time, baby.”

Megan laid back on the bed and unfastened the
button on her shorts, then slowly eased the zipper down. “How about
you, cowboy? Up for a little distraction?”

“Shit.” Trey had his shirt off, and both men
were out of their boots and jeans before she’d shimmied out of her
shorts and panties.

With one knee on the bed next to her, Trey
pulled her shirt up to reveal her breasts. He leaned down and
suckled her nipple into his mouth, then let it go with a pop. “But
when we’re done, we’re gonna talk.” He plucked at her other nipple
as he kissed his way up her neck.

Rivers of need flowed from her breast to her
core. She couldn’t think of the impending talk, the packing, and
the leaving. Didn’t want it to spoil the moment. “I want you both.
Fast and hard.”

Garret came toward her with a handful of
condoms and lubricant. “That’ll be tough for gentlemen like my
brother and me.” He grinned. “But we’ll give it a shot.” His cock
bobbed hard and thick as it stood out from his hips.

Trey turned her on her side facing away from
him, and Garret lay facing her. The men looked at each other for a
minute.

Her belly jittered and slick moisture
gathered between her thighs. She loved it when Garret and Trey
silently decided how to take her, what naughty pleasures they would
treat her to, what creative position would make the three of them
come and scream in ecstasy.

Garret nodded and leaned down, kissing her
softly while taking her breast in his big hand and massaging
gently. When his thumb and finger pulled at her nipple, his kiss
deepened, his tongue possessing every space in her mouth.

Behind her, Trey gripped her ass cheek and
bit gently on her shoulder. His breath sped as his fingers slid
between her cheeks, rubbing along her crack, stopping to circle her
anal opening.

Megan tipped her hips back, giving herself to
Trey as tingles swirled from her anus to her belly.

“Hard and fast, right?” Her cowboy’s voice
rumbled slow and sexy.

She reached back and gripped his hot cock. “I
want this deep in my ass.” Nipping at Garret’s lips, she gave him
her most wicked smile. “And what do you want, hotshot?”

Garret’s hand slid from her breast over her
ribs and down her belly. “I want to eat you.” He licked her lips as
a sample of what he’d do to her pussy. When his fingers pressed
between her legs, touching just the outside of her slit, she
shivered, making her nipples ache for the suck of his lips.

Their gazes locked. The pad of one of
Garret’s fingers found her clit and pressed it, vibrating it
quickly.

She melted into the heat of his gaze, and as
his eyes darkened, her lids drooped. “Yes.” Sucking in a choppy
breath, she let contractions quiver from her clit all the way up
her spine.

Trey’s finger at her anus pushed inside,
breaching her hole and circling to loosen her, expand her for the
invasion of his huge cock. “Little brother, I think she’s gonna
come.”

She squeaked as the rush of pleasure filled
her mind with warm, delicious vertigo.

Garret’s finger stopped, and so did
Trey’s.

“No. No, no, no.” The words flew from her
mouth as the climax that felt so close skittered away.

“Yes.” Trey’s arms wrapped around her and he
rolled onto his back, bringing her with to rest face-up on his
body. Between her legs, his hot cock pulsed and beat a wild rhythm
against her pussy. “I wanna be inside you when you come.”

As Trey eased her into a sitting position,
Garret ran his hand down her leg and folded her calf under her. She
did the same with her other leg, and sat reverse-cowgirl on Trey’s
belly, his cock poking up between her thighs.

She grasped his shaft and he jerked.

“Easy there, sweetheart. Don’t want to pop
the cork right away.”

Garret handed her a condom and stroked his
own cock. “Suit him up, baby.” His gravelly voice matched his
gritted teeth, as if he couldn’t hold off much longer himself.

Megan rolled on the condom, accepted the
bottle of lube from Trey, and liberally coated his head and shaft
with gel. “I need this hard prick pumping into my ass, cowboy.”

His body jerked and his cock filled and
thickened. “You ride me, cowgirl, however you want. It’s your
rodeo.”

Her heart double-pumped at the power she’d
been given. Gripping his cock in one hand, she lifted her hips,
centering the knob of his staff at her tight anal rosebud. Megan’s
body shuddered at the touch, and as she pressed down, his cock head
stretched her and popped into her hole.

Trey groaned and gripped her hips
tightly.

The sexy ache at her anus had cream slicking
her pussy. The rim of his head pulsed and swelled just inside her
tight muscles.

“Fuck.” Garret sat watching, his hand wrapped
around the base of his shaft. “Fuck, I want you too, baby.”

Trey moved his hips slightly, the rim of his
shaft catching and teasing her ring of muscles. Tugging her hips
down just an inch, he invited her to take more of him. “Take your
time, Megan.” His words didn’t match the press of his cock sliding
in further, his hands holding her hips tighter.

With a long exhale, she relaxed her sphincter
and slowly dropped herself onto his cock, impaling herself fully
until her ass cheeks pressed against his hips.

“Yeah. Aw, sweetheart.” Trey pulled her down
as he lifted his hips and gained another inch inside her. “You
doin’ okay?”

The fullness in her core, the heat of him
deep inside her, shot her closer to that sweet orgasm that hovered
just beyond her reach. “Uh huh.”

The bed shook. Garret knelt beside her. “My
turn.” He climbed on all fours over her as Trey’s hands gripped her
shoulders and pulled her backward a few inches.

The stretch of his hard cock in her anus
intensified and she burned with the heat radiating from her
belly.

Garret pressed his mouth to her mound. “Baby,
you’re gonna like this.”

There was nothing either of them ever did
that she didn’t like, but this was a new position for the three of
them, and she closed her eyes and let sensation take over.

His tongue snuck under her hood and tweaked
her clit.

Her pussy contracted, making Trey moan.

Garret lapped at her clit, sucked at her
pussy lips, and pressed kisses all along her dripping slit.

“Make me come, hotshot.” She wanted to fly,
wanted the right pressure in the right places.

“Not yet.” He nibbled along her thighs, blew
hot breaths over her swelling cunt, and finally locked his lips on
her clit.

“Now?” Her voice sounded childish.

Garret chuckled. “No, Megan. This is just the
warm-up. You aren’t gonna come until I’m inside your sweet
pussy.”

Her eyes popped open. “Really?”

Trey laughed. “Yeah, really. Trust us?”

She ran her fingers through the soft waves of
Garret’s hair. “I do. With everything and anything.”

Garret looked at her, his brow furrowed, his
eyes intense. “Baby.” Within seconds, he’d sheathed himself in a
condom, and climbed closer to her, close enough that his cock
touched her slit. “Tell me if this gets to be too much.”

Trey braced her from behind, and Megan held
on to Garret’s shoulders. He palmed his shaft and guided it to
where her slick canal pulsed for him.

With a slow push, he entered her channel and
drove his cock all the way inside her. His head tipped back and he
let out a yell.

Beneath her, Trey’s body shook. “Yeah. Fuck
yeah.”

The sensation of exquisite fullness radiated
like heat waves through her core, her belly, shimmering upward and
spiking in her nipples. Her mind began to fade from reality as
pleasure rose to overwhelm her.

Garret wrapped an arm around her, bracing his
other hand on the bed. Trey gripped her hips again, and they lifted
her off their hard cocks and let her slide down onto them
again.

The friction and the feeling of complete
wholeness washed through her.

They raised her, and she used her shaky leg
muscles to help, then let herself fall onto them, plunging them
both deeper inside her. She took over, hanging onto Garret’s
shoulders, sliding up and off their stiff shafts and back down,
increasing the tempo, increasing the friction.

When the intensity of the pleasure sent
sparks upward, along her spine, to sizzle in her brain, Garret
moved his hand from her back to her clit and rubbed.

Her whole body overheated as her mind flared
into climax, and white-hot flashes snapped behind her eyelids.

As her orgasm shot her over the edge, two
masculine roars echoed in stereo.

Hands helped her continue the sensual slide,
pounding down onto the hard cocks that she craved and needed
and...“Love.” Ah, shit, did she say that aloud?

Trey slowed first, his cock pumping into her
to the rhythm of his panting breaths.

Garret grunted with each stroke until he
claimed her mouth with his, tangling their tongues in a kiss that
shared his breath with her, and hers with him. “Megan.” He ran his
fingers into her hair, along her scalp, and stared into her eyes.
“It’s never been like this.”

Lovely warmth surrounded her heart. “Garret.”
She couldn’t respond with the words that ached to tumble from her
lips, not with her impending departure looming over them all.

Her movie star slid his hard cock out of her
quivering pussy, helped her off Trey’s thick staff, and eased her
to lay on her back on the bed. He lay on the other side of her.

Trey grabbed a box of tissue and dealt with
the condom, then tossed the box to Garret, who did the same.

The three of them lay staring at the ceiling,
panting. She grasped both of their hands. This was as good a time
as any. “I’m leaving.”

Megan lay between her men on Trey’s huge bed,
staring at the ceiling. Telling them she was walking away would be
just as hard as actually going.

Garret laughed. “Were we that bad?”

Trey rolled onto his side and looked down at
her. “You’re what?”

It hurt to even think about it. “I need to
go. Back to Canada.”

“You’re shitting us, right?” Garret sat up,
taking her hand between both of his, holding tight as if he could
physically keep her there. “You can’t leave.”

She squeezed his fingers. “I’m dangerous to
you, to the ranch, the people who work here, your parents,
your—”

“No.” Trey grabbed her chin and turned her to
face him. “You’re not a danger, and you’re not
in
danger
here. We’ve got security at the maximum.”

Garret leaned over her. “As long as you’re
here on the Silver Spur, you’re safe.” He cocked his head toward
the windows. “Up in Canada, or wherever you’re thinking of going to
hide, you’ll be an easy target for him.”

She let go of their hands and slid off the
bed and turned to look at them. Her gorgeous, sexy, wonderful men.
“If I return to Canada, he’ll leave me alone.”

“That’s bullshit.” Garret’s brows
dropped.

Trey sat up and muscled himself off the bed.
“You don’t know what the fuck he’ll do next, Megan. You can’t go
out there alone.” He took a step toward her.

She held up her hands. “Let me try it my way.
I’ll go back home, keep my security system on, I’ll ask the
neighbors to—”

“You’d be living like a prisoner.” Trey set
his palm on her shoulder. “You’d be frightened all the time.”

He was right. Just the thought of the dark
nights alone made her queasy. “I can’t let you risk things
escalating. He might try something here at the ranch, or when
you’re in town.”

Garret leaned back, bracing his arms on the
bed. “Or we might catch him. We’ve got local law searching for him,
the Rangers are on it.”

Trey turned her to face him, ducking his head
until he was at her eye level. “And Dad is on it. He’ll figure this
out before anyone else can.”

“Trey, I just can’t let your parents get
involved in this, too.”

Garret slid to the edge of the bed and
planted his feet on the floor. “Is this about what Mom asked you
before? About which of us you came to claim?”

She shook her head, but then nodded.
“Partially, I guess. This thing between the three of us isn’t
something you’d ever tell your parents about.” She looked down. “I
don’t want to be the secret you two have to hide.” A bubble of
sorrow swelled and choked her, moistening her eyes.

“Aw, baby.” Garret stood and padded over to
her, pulling her into his arms. “You’re not a secret. We just
haven’t told them.”

Trey paced away, then back. “I think Mom
knows.”

“What?” Megan turned, leaving the security of
Garret’s arms.

“How?” Garret stroked his hand along her
back.

“She gets all the tabloids, ‘cause she has to
keep track of her baby boy’s fancy LA life.”

Garret huffed his disapproval.

“She saw the one with Megan and us.” Trey
took her hand. “She recognized you last night, and asked me this
morning if the rumors were true. That her boys like to share.”

“Holy shit.” Garret tensed. “Was she upset?
Pissed?”

“She seemed nervous, but I neither confirmed
nor denied the charges.” Trey grinned. “She said she’s okay with
any arrangement as long as it gets both her boys on the ranch.
Permanently.”