Unbridled and Unjustified [The Double Rider Men's Club 11] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (19 page)

Above their heads was a skylight over the large tiled shower space. There were two showerheads in the roomy stall, one on either end. Troy had stripped completely naked, dropping clothing like he was leaving a return trail, by the time they got to the bathroom. Ava wore only a cheeky grin as the three of them stepped into the shower.

Troy had both showerheads spraying warm water in no time.

Ava stroked Declan’s cock, grabbing him as he watched her. He couldn’t seem to keep his eyes off her. On a built-in shelf between the showerheads, Declan noticed an accordion of condoms and some lubrication. They’d planned ahead while he slept.

He glanced down at this feisty, beautiful woman who made him feel giddy and in love with a new appreciation. He wanted to show her the world. Wanted to bask in the glow of her affections. Wanted to share her with Troy in a most intimate way. Just as he had since the first moment he’d seen her on her porch brandishing a loaded shotgun.

Troy grabbed the lube and handed it to him.

Declan centered himself and made ready to fill her ass with his cock.

* * * *

Ava could barely contain her excitement as steamy air floated around her and filled the shower stall. She used the strawberry shower gel to get them all soapy from face to feet, and they took turns getting her sparkly clean, as well.

They rinsed her completely, and then a certain lust-filled look came into each set of their luscious eyes. The double-penetration sex she’d been thinking about all day long was about to be a reality.

Declan turned her around to face Troy as he slathered the space between her butt cheeks liberally with lube. His fingers entered her rear channel a couple times, eliciting a squeal in the deepest reaches of her mind. Outwardly, though, she remained as calm as possible. She didn’t want them to change their minds about this. He grabbed a condom package, and she heard him tear it open.

Troy’s cock dented her belly when he reached out, pulled her close, and kissed her almost to distraction. Declan started working his cock into her backside, and her focus then took a completely different path. They broke the kiss as Declan pushed his palm gently into her spine. She bent down to ease his entry. Her mouth lined up with Troy’s cock, so she sucked him between her lips. His low groan of approval sidetracked her momentarily from what Declan did.

He massaged her hips and legs as his cock pushed slowly inside. Ava swallowed her fear and held her breath as Declan pushed the tip of his massive staff past the ring of muscles in her ass.

The dark, burning intrusion panicked her for a second, but as if he read her mind and knew she was nervous, she felt his hand slip between her legs. His finger went unerringly to her clit and stroked repeatedly. Sucking in a deep breath, Ava concentrated on his moving finger and the spike of pleasure each stroke across her clit brought.

Troy put his hands on either side of her head and guided her to his cock again. Another distraction. She sucked his cock into her mouth, and her arousal zoomed quickly upward. Each stroke of Declan’s finger against her clit pushed her to the edge of release.

Behind her, Declan shuddered as his cock made it all the way into her ass. He didn’t stop fingering her. In fact, he sped up.

She pulled her mouth off of Troy’s cock and tried to stand up. Declan helped until she faced Troy with Declan’s cock buried in her ass like a telephone pole stuck in the ground. And all the while, he continued to rub her clit. Troy’s head dipped until he sucked her nipple into his mouth. Her eyes slid shut as someone pinched her other nipple.

Stroke. Stroke. Lick. Lick.

Ava was fast coming to a peak. Troy kissed his way from her breast to her lips. “Don’t come yet,” he whispered. Another hard pinch to her nipple made her almost lose it.

“Oh, god.” She shuddered. “I’m close. So close.”

Declan whispered. “Hold off until Troy is buried in your pussy. Trust me, it will feel so fucking good you’ll be glad you waited.”

“Stop stroking my clit, then.” She squirmed against him, and the full thrust of his cock being buried to the hilt in her ass made a streak of pleasure-filled pain ride up her spine.

“No,” he said in an amused tone. “Find some willpower.” He pushed his hips forward so his cock went just a little bit deeper inside her ass. She felt the tiny movement as if he’d struck a kitchen match and shoved it up her backside. The flare of excitement heightened her already brimming passion.

Troy pinched both of her nipples and then leaned in to kiss her lips with punishing intensity. Lick. Thrust. Suck. Repeat. She could barely keep up. Could barely keep from swooning in bliss. And all the while, Declan rubbed her clit as if his sole intention in life was to make her come as soon as possible. Each stroke sent a pleasure rocket through her body to explode and push her climax ever closer to completion.

A wave of lust-filled arousal rolled across her body. She was ever so much closer to the edge of oblivion, and the bliss that awaited on the other side. She wanted it. Wanted to let loose.

No. Not yet. Hold off. Wait for it.

Because it’s just mind over matter. Mind over steady clit massage.
Mind over big fucking cock shoved up my virgin ass.

Troy broke her limited concentration by opening a condom package. She watched him roll it into place over his massive cock. Good god, he was huge. Finally, he moved into position. He wrapped his own hand around his cock and directed it into her waiting pussy. She felt his cockhead ease barely inside the opening of her pussy lips. He brushed his cock across her lower lips a few times. The sensation made her pussy walls contract and grasp at him. A repetitious chant filled her mind.
Enter. Enter.
Fuck me hard
.

With Declan taking up so much room in her rear channel, she wondered if her pussy even had the capacity for another massive dick. Troy’s hips tilted, and his mighty cock impaled her, immediately demonstrating her able capacity. The sublime sensation as his cock suddenly plunged inside her pussy had her teetering on the rim of a full-blown screaming orgasm.

She inhaled and exhaled, trying to find some calm. Declan never stopped stroking her clit. Troy resumed pinching her nipples. She focused on the blissful feelings of near-nirvana. It was time. Time to climax. Her willpower had held out. She was due. Her arousal climbed higher and higher.

But then just as she was about to let loose and shriek the mist out of the shower stall, their cocks both started moving in and out of her body. The speed of this movement increased with each thrust and retreat.

“Hold on,” Declan whispered urgently. “Just a bit longer.” His labored breathing accompanied his cock pushing rhythmically inside her ass. Indescribable pleasure riddled her insides. Her arousal hit an all-new altitude.

Declan’s body suddenly stiffened against her, and he roared. He shot his cock deep, hard, and fast, driving a scorching thrust inside her ass. She couldn’t hold on any longer. His finger rubbed one more hard brush across her clit, and a commanding rush of ecstasy filled her being. She tilted her head back and screeched her lungs out. She could barely hold on to consciousness as her climax roared fast and hard through her body, vibrating all the way to her bones.

“Fuck. Your pussy’s clamping on me. I can’t stop.” Troy thrust forward and stiffened against her seconds later. “I love you, Ava,” he whispered.

The sudden wide-eyed, surprised look in Ava’s eyes told Troy she’d heard what he said. Her mouth fell open, but he didn’t want her to be upset. He couldn’t tell if she was surprised in a good way or not. He quickly distracted her by kissing her hard on the lips, engaging her tongue for several seconds, and failing to repeat what he considered to be an auspicious phrase even though he truly wanted to say it again. And again. While he meant every single word, he would have to consider carefully ever repeating his vocal love.

Troy hadn’t felt this good for a number of years. Maybe not ever. As if his very soul had found perfection and now wanted to dance with joy. To say he had powerful feelings for Ava was an understatement. He loved her. The sentiment was clear. These were feelings he’d have to take a chance and share with Declan. Even at the risk of his friend’s probable wrath.

They’d never discussed pursuing any sort of permanence when it came to women. While Declan seemed more interested in Ava than any previous woman of their acquaintance, Troy understood the reasons for his cautious attitude toward women. He didn’t blame Declan for his negativity when it came to marriage. However, the idea of ever saying good-bye to Ava made Troy’s heart ache with cold dread. He wanted her to consider staying with them. Permanently.

He’d whispered that he loved her as an orgasm of epic proportions had blasted through his body. Double-penetration sex was the epitome of gratification in his opinion. Sharing that with Ava and Declan forced his feelings to reach an entirely new plane of existence. And he wasn’t ready to give it up simply because Declan hadn’t gotten over what his first wife had done to him and didn’t trust women with his heart anymore.

As they finished showering, it was clear that Declan hadn’t heard Troy’s whispered affection to Ava. They’d been friends for many years and partners in this lifestyle for almost as long. If he’d heard, he would have at the very least given him a disparaging look. And more likely, he’d have rolled his eyes and called him a whipped weakling or made an equally disapproving remark against his manhood.

Ava gave him plenty of engaging looks as they finished showering, toweled off, and climbed in bed together, but she didn’t say anything. Perhaps she wasn’t sure she’d heard him right. The next time they were alone, he’d ensure she understood his feelings. But he’d have to talk to Declan first and explain his feelings for Ava.

For now, he just wanted to spend as much time with her as possible. Once they got to Colorado, it would be easier. They’d be on home turf. And they could truly show her all the aspects of their unique lifestyle. A stadium show lit his imagination with glee. He couldn’t wait until she saw their box at the stadium on the DRMC property.

The bedroom in this cabin was a bit claustrophobic, but the bed was a good size. With Ava sandwiched between them, he looked forward to a satisfying night. During the day tomorrow, they’d sleep and rest up for the coming trip. Tomorrow night, they’d take Ava to the DRMC property. He wasn’t sure what the sleeping arrangements would be once they were ensconced behind Clay’s secure perimeter. He voted for letting her stay at their house.

Would she agree to stay with them at their home? Would she demand a private space? Would Declan insist on her having a private space? Would Clay lock her in a room at his security fortress? He certainly hoped not. He wasn’t ready for their amazing sexual time together to end.

Troy’s early life hadn’t been ideal. Orphaned before he had any memories of his parents, he’d spent his youth bounced from one place to another. At the age of twelve, he’d discovered a memo in his personal file explaining that his parents had died and there was no one to take him.

His only living relative was an elderly aunt residing in a nursing home. When he came of age and exited the system, he tracked his aunt down and visited her.

Shriveled with age and wheelchair-bound due to having polio as a child, his aunt Vera greeted him warmly and told him all about his parents. They’d been young and in love, but their life together had ended in tragedy. As a baby, he’d spent some time in the hospital due to the vehicular accident that claimed his parents, and it was likely the reason he hadn’t been adopted. Her theory, anyway.

Aunt Vera told him she was sorry she hadn’t been able to take him in after his parents were gone and he’d been released from the hospital. She didn’t have the means to care for him. But she’d thought about him often. Most of all, she’d been quite impressed that Troy had been able to find her after so long of a time with only her name as a clue. Thus his love of private investigation had been born, and that profession had become his life.

Troy watched as Declan and Ava started kissing. Stretched out on top of her, Declan threaded his fingers through hers and took time to kiss her thoroughly. His friend certainly looked relaxed when he spent time with her. He was more mellow currently than Troy had ever seen him.

Declan broke the kiss, glanced over at Troy for only long enough to catch his eye before turning back to look deeply into Ava’s eyes. He smiled and said, “You need to know that I love you, too.”

Ava stopped and stared into Declan’s eyes. She then turned a wide-eyed gaze to him for a moment. Troy was elated, until she pulled away from Declan. “Listen. I appreciate how you all feel since we’ve been mostly in bed for the past two days. And you’re both very sweet for saying it, but the thing is, we haven’t known each other very long.”

Troy traded a curious look with Declan. He was so shocked that Declan had declared his love for Ava as well that he couldn’t quite wrap his head around the outrageous news.

“Did you just say what I think you said?”

Declan nodded. “Yes. However, intense situations often speed things along.” He kissed her shoulder, and gave Troy a “so what if I love her” look.

“That may be true.” She paused and looked very uncomfortable. “But I wasn’t exactly looking for a lasting relationship. These past couple of days have been like a roller-coaster ride. Don’t get me wrong. It’s been fun, and eye-opening, and I’ve enjoyed every second of it, but once I feel like I’m safe again, I’m headed back to rebuild my life in Arkansas.”