Nobody's Prey [Liberty Springs Wyoming 5] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) Read online

  “What’s up, baby?”

  Looking straight into his stony eyes, she admitted the truth. “I want more. I want you over me, Beau. I need you to fuck me.”

  * * * *

  Beau’s cock surged even fuller at Connie’s admission. He wanted to pound into her so damn hard and long neither of them would be able to walk for a week. “Whatever you need, baby.”

  He took two steps to the bed and lowered her to it without breaking their union. He scooted her along the damask cover until he could brace himself over her on all fours. He withdrew until just the tip of his cock kissed her cunt, then, looking straight into her spring-colored eyes, he thrust powerfully, burying himself to the root.

  His vision glazed over as pleasure assailed him. Tight, hot, and more welcoming than he’d ever known, sliding inside Connie felt like coming home.

  Her cry filled the cabin, but it wasn’t one of pain. The give-me-more quality rang out loud and clear. Her satiny thighs climbed his flanks, giving him license to take her as hard and fast as he liked, but it was too damn good to rush. He gave her half a dozen slow, decadent thrusts before she tightened on him like a fist and shook in climax. Beau watched in wonder as she came apart beneath him. He hadn’t so much as looked at her clit!

  He held deep until her eyes opened once more. “I’d love to watch you do that another five or six times, but I need you too fucking much.”

  His hips sprang into action, pistoning hard and fast inside her. Sultry flesh squeezed and caressed his shaft every inch of the way. Gasps, curses, and the slap of flesh on flesh filled the air as he hammered into her. Twice more she came beneath him before his control splintered. There was no way he could hold back the groan that rent the air any more than the gush of seed from his cock. On and on his orgasm went, until he was certain his body had expelled every drop of fluid it contained. Shaken and gasping for air, Beau collapsed on top of her heaving chest.

  Slim arms surrounded him, stroking his sweat-slicked back. Connie’s touch was a soothing comfort as they both relearned to breathe.

  “Christ, baby! If I’d known it was going to be this fuckin’ good, I wouldn’t have waited this long.” Beau lifted up and looked down into her green eyes. “Worth waiting for?”

  A smile curled her lips as she reached up and pulled him back down for a kiss. “And then some.”

  Her kiss was sweet, and despite having just come so hard and so long, his dick twitched and strove to rise again. Beau lifted from her mouth regretfully, sliding his cock slowly from her embrace as he watched her strong body writhe. She wanted more as well.

  Colt and Josh waited eagerly, but he knew they wouldn’t press their suit upon Connie without being welcomed. They’d been waiting just as long as he had—they just hadn’t been as secretive about it. He ran his finger over the rise of her breast and watched the nipple bead instantly. How starved for touch she must have been! “You’ve done me in, baby, but Josh and Colt would just love to get their hands on these.” His thumb flicked over a nipple. “All you gotta do is say the word.”

  Doubt swam into her gaze, but the hunger remained. He could almost see the possibilities flash through her mind and instantly knew curiosity would win out. “‘What happens on the mountain stays on the mountain,’ baby. They’ve been telling you that for years. Take a chance on them, Connie. They won’t let you regret it.” He stepped away, leaving her uncovered and vulnerable. Her eyes lingered on his for a long time before she looked to Colt and Josh standing well back on each side of the massive bed.

  She took a deep breath, and then her hands extended to either side in open invitation. “This is your only chance, guys. Don’t make me ask.”

  Neither twin was known to look a gift horse in the mouth.

  Chapter 3

  Colt lifted his gaze to Josh’s over the naked woman on the bed. This was it, what they’d wanted for so damn long. Josh grinned and reached for his jeans, and Colt had to admit he was right there with him. He would have preferred a warmer welcome from Connie, but he’d settle for a chance to show her just how fucking good it could be. He’d pull out all the stops to have her coming back for more.

  Swiftly shucking his jeans, he took her hand and crawled onto the bed. Brushing her hair back from her face, he felt the perspiration lacing her still-damp skin beneath his trembling fingers. Watching her with Beau had been a revelation. Connie liked it hard and fast and as rough as Beau could give it. She was uninhibited in her passion. Loud and demanding, and she burned so damn hot. He’d never seen a woman come so easily and be instantly ready for more.

  Neither he nor Josh had Beau’s endowment, but they’d learned a lot about using what they had to the best advantage. Connie wouldn’t be able to put the experience behind her in an awful hurry.

  They moved as a well-oiled machine. Synchronized hands ran up her rib cage, and each captured a breast. Her nipple hardened beneath his palm, and Colt ached to draw it deep into his mouth but knew anticipation would only lift her higher. Instead, he flicked his tongue over her collarbone and nuzzled into her neck. She arched to give him better access.

  There was a primordial reaction hardwired into most women. When a man kissed and bit at their neck they became putty in his hands. But putty wasn’t in Connie’s makeup. Her fingers twined into his hair, and she lifted his head. The pink tip of her tongue swept her lips, and she strained up toward him. He met her halfway then bore her back down to the bed beneath her. She tasted of mint and woman, of passion and promise. Her tongue licked into his mouth, and the stroke of wet velvet brought a groan from his throat.

  When Connie offered herself up to them he’d expected passivity, not a hunger to match his own.

  She nipped his lips, pulling back from the kiss. “I don’t want the party tricks you perform for other women, Colt. I want the real you, not a rehearsed act.” Her green eyes burned with intensity and desire. She grabbed Josh’s hair, too, lifting his head from where he had given into the hunger and was flicking his tongue over her engorged nipple, tilting his face toward her. Colt had to chuckle when it took a long time for his brother’s eyes to rise and even longer for his tongue to accept it just couldn’t reach her anymore. “That goes for you, too. No act, no polished performance—I want the real Josh and Colt.”

  “Really?” Josh’s grin grew.

  “Really.”

  Connie’s squeal as Josh pounced on her sent joy and anticipation exploding through Colt’s whole being. That sound just couldn’t be reconciled with the no-nonsense Connie he knew. Perhaps they could teach her how to have fun again.

  Josh kissed her deep and long and was grinning like a madman when he lifted his head. “I’ve wanted to do that for so fuckin’ long.”

  Connie looked breathless and smiled back at him. “I noticed a little eagerness there.”

  “Eager doesn’t cover it, baby. Once just ain’t gonna be enough.”

  “What have I done?” Connie groaned, but her grin told another story.

  “Too late to back out now, Con,” Colt assured her, lifting her up to kneel between them. “Josh has been waiting forever to kiss you, but you’ve been telling me to kiss your ass for as long as I can remember. I plan on making good on that.”

  Josh extracted another squeal from Connie as he fell back on the massive bed and pulled her down on top of him. Her legs spread and bent instinctively, tucked in tight to Josh’s hips, leaving her exposed and open to whatever Colt wanted to do. He wanted to do so much.

  He ran his hands down the length of her back, feeling her muscles ripple beneath her fine skin as she arched into his touch. She reminded him of a cat the way she pushed into his hand. A peal of giggles bubbled up but was silenced swiftly. The sounds of enthusiastic kissing drifted up. Colt kneed Josh’s legs a little wider to give him room and palmed Connie’s ass the way he’d wanted to for years. Her silken flesh fit his hands as if made to measure. He kneaded once, twice, letting his thumbs stray toward her pink pussy lips, and then he could resist no longer.
He laid a chaste kiss in one of the entrancing dimples on each side of her lower back, but his lips had a mind of their own.

  The lush cheeks of her ass felt like heaven beneath his mouth. He bestowed wet, suckling kisses all over her silken skin, adding the scrape of teeth every now and then just to hear her moan. His hands settled at the tops of her thighs, the thumbs deliciously wet in her free-running juices as he held her up off Josh’s cock. If his brother felt just how wet and ready she was, his preoccupation with her mouth and breasts would be quickly shattered. Colt wanted to drag this out as long as he could. There was no guarantee Connie would ever give them another chance.

  She squirmed a little whenever he got close to the cleft of her ass. A smile curled his lips when he realized she was almost certainly a virgin in that area. Jake had been too much of a gentle soul to have introduced her to anal play, and the boys she’d bedded since wouldn’t have had the sand. The first time they lured her into their bed wasn’t the time to rectify it, but he meant to broaden her horizons a little. There was enough hard-loving woman in Connie that she might be tempted to sample the dark pleasure she’d been denied.

  The scent of her arousal was driving him crazy, and his thumbs moved of their own accord, massaging the syrupy wetness into her skin. He meant to tease her longer, but she wiggled lower on Josh’s body. Connie may have just been trying to molest Josh’s chest, but she inadvertently presented more of her sodden pussy to Colt’s gaze, and one thumb slid higher, burying to the first knuckle in her molten cunt. He couldn’t resist. He slid it all the way in. Her hungry, wet flesh rippled around his digit and clung with devastating heat. Colt groaned and bit down on her ass cheek as he struggled for control. The way her moan rang out in the passion-spiced air had him digging deep. He hadn’t needed release so badly since he and Josh shared their first woman.

  Connie circled her hips, pushing back for more. He lifted his head before he bit down any harder. She wasn’t complaining, but marring her pale flesh more than momentarily left him cold. He didn’t get off on causing pain.

  Colt withdrew his thumb and gloried in her cry of protest. “You like that, huh?”

  “Mmm. Give it back.” She wiggled her ass, clearly looking for more as she kissed and bit at Josh’s chest and neck.

  “Easy on the teeth there, sweetheart.” Josh was still grinning while he winced. “This isn’t fair, Colt. I’m copping the flak for what you’re doing.”

  “I reckon I can take the bite out of her.” Colt slid three fingers inside her wet sheath and watched Connie’s head nearly touch her spine. Only the knowledge that she had just accommodated Beau gave him the confidence to fill her so roughly.

  “I don’t know what you just did, but she sure likes it.” Josh’s hand came up to tangle in Connie’s midnight hair. “Come down here and show me how much you like it, sweetheart. The way you suck on my tongue makes my dick jealous as hell.”

  Colt began thrusting his fingers inside her at the lazy pace her writhing hips set. Her flesh stretched around him, tight but not painfully so. They wouldn’t have to be gentle, wouldn’t have to hold back both their superior strength and their need to dominate her body. Connie would be able to take everything they could dish out. It had been so long since they’d shared a woman they didn’t have to cosset. Not since the older woman they’d lost their virginity to had they had the opportunity to indulge free of restraint.

  His cock was throbbing, brushing his belly with each beat of his heart, aching to bury itself in the syrupy welcome that coated his fingers. The problem was that he knew his twin was just as hungry for her. Josh’s hips rolled, pushing his cock against the softness of Connie’s belly in a gentle but insistent rhythm.

  There could only be one victor in the race to take Connie first. Anxiety gripped Colt at the thought of Josh sliding in to her first, a possessive panic that had him growling against her spine and sinking his fingers into her hip as he gripped her from within. The supple flesh gave beneath his hands, and a cry from Connie had him releasing her fast, a pang of remorse slicing his heart as he saw the livid marks marring her left hip.

  “Oh, fuck! I’m sorry, Con. I just want you so fuckin’ bad.”

  She looked over her shoulder. He sure wasn’t expecting the heated excitement he saw in her eyes. “Don’t be sorry. I like that you’re not gentle with me. I won’t break, Colt.” Her pink tongue swept her lips, and she reached over and snagged a couple of rubbers from the bowl beside the bed. “Don’t hold back on my account.”

  He took one from her outstretched fingers with an unsteady hand. Her eyes locked on to his dripping fingers as he brought them to his mouth, and he leaned forward and shared the sinful tang of her body in a messy, heated kiss. His chest expanded, ribs almost creaking as he drew breath and tried to steady himself. Lord almighty, he couldn’t remember the last time he was this desperate to bury himself inside a woman!

  Connie reared up, her back branding his chest as she sat back. One hand trailed down Josh’s belly, making his brother’s muscles ripple like a bow wave on deep water, while the other reached back over her head and curled at Colt’s nape. “So, who’s going first?”

  Her sultry drawl had Colt and Josh staring daggers at each other. Colt’s muscles shook, uncharacteristic violence surging through his body with the all the heat of another sun. Josh gave way first, his obsidian eyes softening and a half smile curling his lips. “Colt can, but he’s got to take you right where you are. I want to watch every fucking thing. Besides”—his smile grew positively wicked—“some other day he’ll have to let me go first.”

  Colt was puzzled at his brother’s capitulation until Connie writhed against him, his cock sliding deeper into the crease of her ass. The sly bastard was angling to go where no man had gone before. Well, that was fantasy, this was reality. There was no guarantee Connie would let them anywhere near her after this night.

  Colt tore the packaging open with his mouth and donned the rubber one-handed, hearing more cellophane rip as Josh suited up, too. Colt’s teeth traced the tendons of her neck and nipped at her shoulder. Her head lolled to the side, granting mute permission to sink his teeth a little harder. Her resilient flesh filled his mouth, the briny tang of fresh sweat streaking along his tastebuds.

  “A little harder, Colt. Con likes it rough.” Colt watched as his brother pinched at her elongated nipples and rolled them hard. “Don’t you, baby?”

  “God yes! Don’t be gentle with me.” Her breathiness made Colt’s cock lurch higher and his teeth want to sink into her with the same desperation.

  He licked over the rendering of his teeth in her satin skin. “Say yes, baby. Tell me you want me inside you.” He wanted no recriminations later.

  Rather than answer, her hand disappeared between her thighs and her palm branded his shaft despite the rubber covering it. “I want this inside me, hard, fast and deep.”

  Colt damn near swayed as every drop of blood in his body headed for his dick, but he had enough acumen left to take her up on her offer. His throbbing cock lodged at her entrance, and one hard thrust sent him balls-deep inside her molten cunt. Her cream bathed his shaft and had his balls looking for a way to crawl inside her, too. Fuckin’ hell! A dying groan trickled from his throat. He’d be lucky to last ten seconds.

  “Look at you, baby. So fuckin’ sexy.” Josh’s voice was as rough as his hand was gentle when he reached out and cupped Connie’s face.

  Her head lay back against Colt’s shoulder, her lips parted from the strength of his invasion. Josh was right. Sensual and sultry and so damn alluring he was certain he could spend the rest of his life making love to her and her alone.

  Beneath Colt’s gaze, Josh brushed his thumb over her parted lips. A growl rumbled from both male throats when she lashed it with her tongue and drew it into her mouth. Colt dug his fingers harder into her hip and pulled her tighter against him, his cock trying to crawl deeper inside her.

  A runnel of hot cream slid down his balls. “Oh, fuck!” He heard
the complete capitulation in his words, but Colt was beyond caring. His hips drew back, and he began to hammer into Connie with all the strength in his big body. Connie’s moans rose, spurred on by Josh’s rough entreaties as much as his hard fucking of her body. She’d asked them to lose the polished act, wanted none of the finesse they were famed for, and he was giving her nothing but his base instincts. The primal need to rut upon his woman and let her and the world know his claim of ownership burned like acid through his veins, and Colt didn’t deny it. He rode her harder than he’d ridden any woman, each thrust slapping his pelvic bones against her ass and sending his cock as far and hard inside her as he could. And she pushed back into him for more.

  It was better than any sex he’d ever had, but as the base of his spine tingled and his balls tightened, he realised that despite all her noise, Connie wasn’t half as close to coming as he was. Colt rectified that immediately, his hand relinquishing its grip on her hip and reaching around to cup her mound. Crisp curls slid against his palm, and his fingers found her hot molten core. He choked back a groan when his fingertips reached her stretched cunt lips and his slick shaft pistoning so strongly into her depths. The erotic union beneath his questing fingers had him wishing for the sight of his flesh spearing hers, but this was all about Connie. He slipped his fingers higher, finding her swollen little clit all awash with cream. Her hand rose from Josh’s chest and held his exactly where it was, gripping him with a strength that turned him on even more. With the way his hips were bucking both of their bodies about, a delicate touch was beyond him. Instead, Colt placed two big fingertips fair on top of her seat of pleasure and let their frantic bodies provide the friction. Connie went wild, fucking herself into the touch of his hand faster and faster. Colt followed her lead, his cock slamming into her with such force and speed he expected to see smoke curl from between their bodies.