Unbridled and Unjustified [The Double Rider Men's Club 11] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (16 page)

“Is that so?” He chewed on a piece of bacon and watched her intently. “You have obviously spent way too much time with the wrong men.” His clear blue eyes were so engaging she could hardly focus on eating.

“That’s the truth,” she murmured and resumed eating. When she looked up again, he still stared at her very attentively, a bemused smile shaping his beautiful lips.

“Why are you looking at me? Is my hair a mess?” She put her fork down and patted unseen strands of hair in place. “I’m sure I’m a sight.”

“You look amazing. It’s hard for me
not
to look at you.” He nodded once at her plate. “Eat.”

She picked up her fork again and ate several bites of breakfast. The simple fare, in her mind, was extra delicious because he’d cooked and served her food instead of the other way around.

“Do you make breakfast for all the girls you go on the run across state lines and hide out with?”

He laughed out loud. “No. Only you.”

Ava watched him and couldn’t help feeling a little let down. Not because of anything he’d done, but because this cross-country lust fest with two fascinating men was going to end soon. She wasn’t ready for all the fabulous sex to be over quite yet.

Without stripping down and having her wicked way with them every chance she got, she’d have to deal with all the crap coming. Insurance, would she have enough? Rebuilding, did she even want to? Loneliness, the biggest reason she didn’t want this to end. These were upcoming issues that could wait a little longer. She shook off any rational thoughts trying to get inside her mind and instead focused on all the new things she’d learned about herself.

In the darkness of the night before, she discovered a streak of surprise exhibitionism in her soul. She’d loved the idea of strangers watching her have sex with Troy in the backseat of the vehicle. What did that make her, if not slutty? Declan had assured her she wasn’t slutty in his eyes, but doubt still crept in.

“What’s going to happen between us?”

His eyes narrowed. “What do you want to have happen?”

“Not sure yet. But I’m not quite ready for all the backseat lust and out-of-the-way motel sex to end.”

That seductive smile tugged at the corner of his gorgeous mouth. “I’ll let you make that decision. But just so you know, I’m all in.”

“What does that mean?”

“It means I’m not planning to look for an end to all the amazing backseat lust, the sex anywhere you want it, or to us.”

“Us?”

“You, me, and Declan. I think we make a great trio.”

“How could we do that? Stay together as a trio, I mean.” Her voice lowered until she’d actually whispered the last words.

“Easily.” He drilled such a seductive gaze into her eyes that she dropped her fork. It clattered against the plastic of the plate and scattered bits of egg onto the table near her coffee cup.

“You are something else,” she muttered and cleaned up the egg with her paper towel napkin. “The three of us can’t be together. At least not permanently, can we?”

“Why not? Who’s going to tell us what we can or can’t do?”

She didn’t have an answer, but the very wisp of an idea of being able to spend the rest of her life with these two amazing men drove a seed of hope deeply into her needy, lusty soul. If she lived to be a thousand years old, she’d never find another man who made her feel the way that these two already did. They’d saved her life, protected her even when she’d been foolish enough to run away, and taken great lengths to keep her safe during every step of their unexpected journey.

How many other men would have come after her? Certainly none of the losers she’d ever known in her history with asshole men. Most would have simply let her twist in the wind, or worse, turned her in after learning she had a warrant for murder against her. Glancing at Troy only made her pussy clench with joy and a rush of moisture fill her panties. Now that she’d had some rest and some food, it was as if her body was charged up and ready for some more sex.

He chuckled all of a sudden. “You’re thinking about it. Good.”

“You don’t know
what
I’m thinking.” At least she hoped he couldn’t read her mind. Her immediate carnal thoughts were filled with taking advantage of him on the nearest flat surface available in the living room or the bedroom. Then again, having both of them bringing her off had been amazing. But Declan was asleep in the bed. Deservedly so, after guarding them.

“You’re thinking that you really want to have sex with me again, but Declan is hogging the only bed.”

“How did you—” Ava sucked in a quick, sharp breath. Her eyes widened, and she felt a rush of heat fill her face. His eyebrows rose as if in surprise.

“Because it’s the same thing I’m thinking every single damn time I look at you. Like no matter how many times we’re together, I’ll never be able to get enough.”

Ava glanced at her mostly eaten breakfast and then zeroed her gaze deeply into his eyes to convey her desire. Her belly was satisfied, but she wanted more. She wanted Troy naked and pressed against her nude body with the same carnal intent she had.

The air between them fairly crackled with sexual yearning. Keeping her eyes pegged on him, she stood slowly and backed away from the table. She glanced over one shoulder and saw an oval rug in front of a modest fireplace in the far corner of the room. Perfect flat surface. Ava turned back in time to see Troy stand up as well. He dropped his paper towel napkin on his plate and walked all the way into her personal space before stopping.

Their hungry gazes met. Troy’s lips parted. He looked like he wanted to devour her whole. She was not going to stop him.

“We should take a shower together.” He leaned closer. Their lips were mere inches apart.

“Okay. Will we both fit?” Visions of being impaled on his cock so they could both occupy the sure-to-be-tiny shower stall filled her mind with reckless ardor. She would gladly do that. A shiver of longing coursed through her limbs, filling her with acute sexual need.

Speaking barely above a whisper, he said, “Shockingly, this place has a very large shower because it was added on to the house only a few years ago. If fact, once Declan wakes up, he’d also easily fit in there with the two of us. Can you imagine it? All three of us in the shower together. Think of all the audacious, steamy, naked pleasure we could conjure up, just the three of us.”

Her heart thudded against the inside of her chest like it was trying to make an exit hole. In fact, she
could
imagine the three of them together naked in any number of places. She had been thinking about it off and on since the motel. There it was. The other forbidden notion that had taken root in her mind after spending that first night with the two of them. Anal sex. She’d never had it before, nor had she ever wanted to try it. Until now.

When Declan had put his finger between her butt cheeks as he’d fucked her pussy, Ava hadn’t ever felt such an amazing thing in her life. But a finger was one thing. An entire cock pushing inside her virgin derriere was another thing completely.

Her gaze dropped from his eyes to his chest. She resisted the urge to look lower. Would she see his enormous cock swelling? No doubt.

Another prurient thought had also occurred to her. What if they both had sex with her? What if each of their huge cocks filled a space within her? One in her pussy. One in her…ass. Even in the privacy of her own mind, she was a little frightful of this particular desire. Fingers felt amazing, but grizzly-bear cocks? She was unsure.

“We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to right away. We can work up to it.”

She looked up sharply. “Stop reading my mind.”

“Can’t help it. You’re so cute when you puzzle through things.”

She pegged her gaze back on his sumptuous blue eyes. “Oh, yeah? What am I puzzling through right now?”

That cocky half smile appeared. “You’re thinking about how my big cock will feel blazing a dark intrusive path between your tight virgin butt cheeks.”

She sucked in a sharp breath. “You can’t know that.”

His grin widened. “I can. Like reading the pages in a book.”

“How?”

“It’s my job. I’m a very good investigator. A lot of what I do requires that I’m able to read people. What they’re thinking. Why they do certain things.” He shrugged lightly as if she shouldn’t demand he stop doing something that was innate.

Ava tilted her head back. Her mind screamed two words.
Kiss me
.

Troy blinked once then lowered his mouth until he sensuously rubbed his lips over hers. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him close.

They broke apart a few seconds later. The awe in her tone filled her own ears. “So you read my mind and detected the words ‘kiss me’?”

“No. I just couldn’t hold myself back any longer. I’m not
always
reading your mind. Sometimes we just have the same great thoughts.” He kissed her again. Harder. Twisting his tongue inside her mouth with more power. More need. He wrapped his arms around her, squeezed her tight, and lifted her off the ground.

She wound her legs around his waist as he carried her to the lumpy sofa in front of the unlit fireplace. He placed her on her feet and immediately started undressing. She did, too. It didn’t take him long. He wore only three articles of clothing. His T-shirt, jeans, and boxers were stripped off quickly. The sound of paper tearing and he had a condom in place as she shimmied out of her panties. They came together skin to skin as if they’d been apart for ages.

Before she knew it they were both kissing, panting, and writhing around on the rug. Ava’s insatiable need kept her from caring that she’d obviously become wanton after going so long without satisfying her baser needs.

Troy’s hard, wide cock sandwiched between them made her wild with the desire to come together. “Take me,” she managed between devouring kisses. “Take me hard.”

He didn’t speak or respond, he simply flipped her over onto her belly, lifted her hips in the air until her knees ground into the rug, and plunged his cock deeply into her slick pussy. Each thrust was so hard she thought she might split in half with pleasure.

Forearms flat to the edge of the rug, Ava lifted onto her hands to aid his thrusting power. She glanced up and saw a window, and out of the parted curtains and several yards away was a man carrying a fishing rod and tackle, staring into the window, watching them fuck wildly on the floor.

He was too far away for her to see his eyes clearly, but she and Troy definitely had an audience. She should have probably been stricken with disgust, but the knowledge that someone watched them only emboldened her. She
wanted
to be seen.

She rose up carefully until her knees bore her full weight and her bare breasts were facing the window. The man outside didn’t move a muscle. Troy’s hands came around her body, tweaking and teasing her nipples to newfound heights of bliss. All because a stranger watched them.

Ava slid her hand slowly down her body on a journey to the aching space between her thighs. She rubbed her forefinger over her swollen, needy clit. Her moans of delight soon filled the room. Troy kissed the back of her sensitive neck. He then nibbled a sensuous path from one shoulder to the other. All the while she fingered herself, and a man watched them.

She was fast coming to the point of no return. Each flick of her finger sent flashes of pleasure zooming through her body. Troy’s cock strokes sped up. Each thrust was like being slammed with pleasure from the inside out.

The orgasm that tore through her pulled a roar from her throat as wave after wave of sultry gratification rolled over her body. Troy’s groans soon drowned out any further noises. His body stiffened, and he squeezed her tight as he came.

His chest pressed to her shoulder blades, and soon she was bent over on her forearms and facing the floor. When she dared to look out the window again, the man was gone.

Troy whispered, “Did you like putting on a show for that lucky man outside? Because it really sounded like you did.”

“You saw him?”

“Of course. I’m very observant that way. Part of my skill set.” He pulled his cock from her body. She flattened and then rolled to her back. He towered over her like a satisfied sex god. His still-rigid cock jutted away from the dark hair at the base of his shaft.

“My god. Just looking at you makes me want you again.” She put her hands to her face. “And having that stranger watch us like I didn’t care.” She shook her head as a smile surfaced. “I’ve never been such a wanton sex kitten before.”

He laughed. “Well, for the record, I adore that you’re a wanton sex kitten. And if that translates to your enjoyment of being watched during amazing sex, well, that’s even better.”

Ava remained sprawled on her back. “Until meeting you, I’d never even considered it before.”

“Glad I could educate you.”

He strolled away, and she pondered the new changes and desires recently discovered in her personality. When he returned, she hadn’t moved. He knelt beside her and then stretched out alongside her body.

“I’ve been thinking,” she said.

“Hmm…that could be very dangerous.”