Unbridled and Unjustified [The Double Rider Men's Club 11] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (24 page)

“Years. Let’s head to the basement.” Declan led them to a door in the kitchen and down a long flight of stairs all in the dark.

Once in the lower level, which also didn’t smell musty, Declan led them to what he expected was the utility closet. The door closed, and the sound of a pull cord filled the room along with the light from a low-watt bulb. Even ten watts seemed like a lot after walking around in the dark.

Once his eyes adjusted, he saw that it
was
a utility closet. The space was larger than Troy would have expected and not the cramped, tight room he imagined. He’d even bunk in here if need be.

Ava, arms crossed and looking very uneasy, said, “Why are we in
here
?” She eyed an old spiderweb in the corner like it was about to spew forth her worst nightmare.

Declan leaned a shoulder against the door frame. “It’s the only room without any windows in the basement. I know I’m paranoid, and probably no one is even on a nearby property, but I don’t want anyone to know we’ve been here. If at all possible.”

Turning from the corner, she nodded and seemed to calm down. “Okay.”

“It will be fine. We’ll have to shut this light off anytime we leave the room to walk around the basement. But there is a working bathroom around the corner and a bedroom next to that with a king-sized mattress and box spring on the floor. We may be able to block the windows in there.”

She shrugged. “Doesn’t matter. I’m not really sleepy.”

Declan moved closer. “Well, if you aren’t tired, I can think of something else we can do.”

Ava tilted her head to one side as if in disbelief. “You have a head injury. I’m not having sex with you.”

“Fine. Then have sex with Troy, and I’ll watch.”

“Like a little cut on your head would stop you,” Troy said at the exact same time.

No one said anything for several seconds, and then they all laughed uproariously. It felt good, too. Maybe it was an excellent idea to let the tension of the past few hours escape into a rousing bit of hilarity. Or better yet some sexual release.

When they finally settled down, Troy said, “Not that I’m against sex in any form at any time, but I feel like I need to know what happens next. What’s our plan? We should come up with a plan, don’t you think? Because as exciting as it is to live like a mole in the basement with no lights, we can’t stay here forever.”

“Good point.” Declan reached out and braced himself against the wall. “Can we sit down while we plan?”

They turned the light off and moved to the back room where the king bed was. Declan carefully lay down, and they chanced turning the nightstand lamp on so they wouldn’t be in total darkness.

“Let’s assess our situation realistically. We don’t have a phone. The one in the house is disconnected. We have no gas in the van. I might be able to scrounge around in the other outbuildings for a gas can, but I wouldn’t count on finding anything in it after all this time. Even if we found a gallon or two, and it wasn’t old, bad fuel, it’s still not enough to get us to the next town, which is an hour away if I remember correctly.”

“Thank you for that positive rundown, Mr. Gloomy.”

“I’m just telling the truth. This area is mostly prairie and farmland. My family has owned this land for several generations, but not recently. No one has been here in quite a while.”

“What about the bad-boy bootleggers you mentioned?” Ava asked.

Troy smiled, a little jealous of the rich family history he knew Declan had.

“Well, unfortunately they haven’t been around since early to mid last century. I wouldn’t mind having a few gun-toting relatives at the moment to help us out, but I’m afraid we’re on our own.”

Ava glanced at each of their faces and suddenly looked worried again.

Troy huffed. “Clay can figure out where we are, right?”

“Sure. Probably. He knows we don’t have a phone and that we were running low on fuel.”

“Maybe he’ll send Jimmy from Arkansas to us with what we need.”

Declan smiled a bit at the mention of Jimmy, then shrugged. “That’s a great fantasy, but you’re annoyingly correct. We need to come up with a plan if no help arrives.”

“Are there any old trucks hidden around here anywhere? Any self-respecting rancher should have an old pickup truck.”

Declan smiled. “Well, at one time there might have been, but this place has been empty for years.”

“It smells good for being abandoned so long.”

“That’s because it’s for sale. My sister arranged for someone to come and spruce it up so the realtor would actually bring people here to look at the old place.”

“Think. Is there anything we can use for transportation?”

“Like decrepit tractors and ancient farm equipment?”

“Like anything we can drive out of here.”

“Although, come to think of it, there
are
decrepit tractors and various ancient pieces of farm equipment in several of the other outbuildings. We
could
probably siphon enough gas to get us out of here at least to a place with a phone and a gas pump that works.”

“Now
that
sounds like a plan.”

Declan stretched. “I say we take turns showering. Later on, we’ll fuck like bunnies for as long as it takes to feel better on this king mattress. Once it stops raining and storming, we go on a fuel hunt, and try to get out of here before dawn.”

“What about your head?” Ava asked.

“I feel fine. Picturing you in the sexy nurse outfit has helped a lot.” He moved closer and kissed her mouth.

“I have an idea. You can lie back on the bed naked, I’ll crawl between your legs and see if I can’t make you happy with my mouth. Then you can watch Troy fuck me as I suck your cock.”

Ava was settling into the strangest feelings. Spending all this quality time alone with these men sent wild flashes of sexual positions flying repeatedly through her brain. It was like she was sex crazed or something. After her suggested announcement of sex, they’d all agreed readily, but she wanted a shower first after the race from the cabin and to wash off all of Declan’s precious blood. In fact, she made Declan shower first. Then she rewrapped his wound while Troy showered. The cut had finally stopped bleeding, and the strip bandages Troy had found at the “inconvenient” store helped close the wound pretty well.

When it was her turn to shower, she relished it. The water was cold, but it felt good to clean up. She remained naked beneath the thin towel, carrying her folded clothing to the bedroom. They’d already showered and waited for her in the bedroom.

The towel she wore only barely covered her body. Once inside the room she noted that the two of them also sported towels slung sexily around their hips.

Without speaking, Ava sauntered to the bed, tossed her clothing on a dresser as she passed by, and went to her knees before Declan. He lounged on the edge of the bed with a pile of pillows behind his head. One leg was bent casually, the heel caught on the edge of the mattress. The other one was straight out in front of him, heel on the floor. Centered between his legs, Ava parted the towel he wore and stroked his massive cock, which sprang forward the moment she opened the folds.

“My, what a big cock you have,” she exclaimed. Swaying forward, Ava caught his gaze with her own and wrapped her lips around the end of his cock. The moment her tongue grazed his tip, he groaned. His eyes closed briefly, but then his eyes never left her face as she sucked his cockhead deeply into her mouth.

Troy moved behind her. She heard him open a condom package right before he dropped his towel. Seconds later he was on his knees, pressing his body against hers. He pulled her off of Declan’s cock and straightened her up. Still on her knees, he put his chin on her shoulder and brought his hands around to play with her nipples. Soon one hand dove between her thighs to dip into her pussy, gathering the fluid gushing forth and stroking her sensitive clit.

Ava writhed in his arms, but kept her gaze solidly on Declan’s eyes. He watched Troy play with her, stroke her, arouse her, and his cock pulsed every few seconds until he grabbed it as if to tame the wild beast between his legs.

Her mouth fell open as her gaze suddenly shifted to his hand squeezing his own cock. Oddly, she’d never seen a man touch himself before. The surprising visual was exciting and very arousing. A gush of moisture suddenly coated her pussy lips as she watched, mesmerized by his self-stroking.

Declan wrapped his fingers around the base, sliding his hand all the way to the tip. A single squeeze and his hand stroked downward again. His cock seemed to grow with each pass of his fingers up and down. He was massive. The very thought of his size made her pussy walls clench in memory.

Troy’s protected cock slipped between her thighs and rested at the entrance to her body. Her pussy squeezed in anticipation of being filled. Her clit pulsed with need. She wanted sex.

“Stand up,” Troy whispered in her ear.

She rose and let him stroke her body, tease her nipples, and finger her clit. All the while, she watched Declan stroking his cock slowly and methodically.

Troy pushed his cock between her legs again. This time the tip slid into her gushing pussy. She groaned and moved so that he’d enter her more deeply. The sensation still took her breath away.

“Fuck. You’re always so tight. I almost lose it with the first thrust inside.”

Ava bent forward. She placed one hand on Declan’s knee and the other on his thigh. Watching his hand circle the base of his cock, she leaned in until her lips caressed the tip of his firm cockhead.

He held it for her, nudging his dick against her lips then retreating as if teasing himself and her. Aroused almost more than she could stand, Ava suddenly licked his shaft, and he groaned when she sucked him inside her mouth. He practically growled and pushed his cock deeper between her lips.

Behind her, Troy thrust forward, sending his cock all the way inside her pussy. Deep satisfaction at being doubly penetrated by her two men coursed through her very bones.

She loved these men. Leaving them might take away her will to live. But she wouldn’t think of that. For now she’d enjoy them as if this was the way they’d always be forever.

Troy pushed his slick fingers into her ass and slowly fucked her pussy as she sucked on Declan. They found a rhythm, moving almost as one entity, touching, sucking, teasing, fucking until she wasn’t sure where she ended and they began.

Lost in the moment, Ava came screeching back to life when Troy flicked a finger across her swollen clit. She almost came the moment he touched her, but didn’t want to end the satisfying feeling she was enveloped in.

However, Troy was relentless. His cock strokes sped up. He rubbed her clit harder and faster until she had to pull Declan’s cock from her mouth to scream her release.

Panting hard, she gathered her wits and resumed sucking Declan’s cock. Troy was pounding his cock so hard in and out of her body, she had to lock her knees not to be propelled forward onto the bed. His fingers pushed in and out of her ass with unyielding force, and as her last orgasm squeezed him, she wondered if another climax was on the heels of this one.

Troy stiffened and shot his cock deeply into her pussy for one last hard stroke. So sexy. She sucked Declan’s cock all the way inside of her mouth, and he also stiffened and roared as cum shot down her throat.

She swallowed and pulled her mouth from him. Panting hard, Troy pulled away from her, kissed her back, and smacked her ass lightly as he left the room.

Declan sat up from the bed. She stood before him shaking. He looked into her eyes and suddenly smiled. “You want more, don’t you?” She did.

Without waiting for an answer, he leaned forward, grabbed her legs, and buried his face between her thighs. She stepped wider to make it easier for him. His tongue rubbed hard and fast against her greedy clit. She moaned and swayed. Troy came back into the room in time to brace behind her body as Declan continued his oral foray.

Troy slipped his hands to her nipples, plucking and squeezing the sensitive buds as Declan made a meal between her thighs.

He licked her clit then pushed his tongue deeply into her pussy. The sensation was awe-inspiring. He wrapped his lips around her clit and sucked hard and fast. Her arousal built higher and higher. Until Ava came like a rocket headed for the moon.

Pleasure rocked her body as Troy held her up and Declan licked her to epic gratification.

Ava backed away when the feeling became too intense. “That was…that was…I don’t know what that was, but I loved it.”

She bent over and fell onto the bed next to Declan. Troy dipped onto the bed, sandwiching her between them.

Ava fell asleep more content than she probably had a right to be. A life shared with two men was something she needed to consider. Even if she knew it would never work out, it was nice to contemplate a time after this that would actually happen and not fuck up, blow up, or otherwise ruin her flagging hope of a happy future.

* * * *

Declan woke with a start. How long had he been out? He sat up, realizing he’d slept soundly after the rollickingly amazing oral sex with Ava. Troy, often a very light sleeper, also stirred and sat up. He sat on the other side of Ava, rubbing his eyes with the loose-fisted backs of knuckles just like a little kid.