Mountain Man X2: True Love X2

by Love, Frankie

  I take her hand, lacing our fingers together and looking at her straight on. “I get what you’re saying… and I’m not the wordsmith — that’s Pine, he’s a writer. But when I saw you, I felt something stir inside of me and maybe love at first sight is make-believe. But damn, Birdie. What if it’s real?”

  She blinks back tears. “And you’re saying… you’re saying Pine feels this way too?”

  I swallow, nodding. “Which complicates things, don’t you agree?”

  She nods, a tear falling down her cheek, and I wipe it away, longing to do so much more. To cradle her in my arms every damn night, to protect her in ways that my wild heart understands. Completely. Entirely. Because when I do something, I do it all the way or not at all.

  I pull back, knowing it’s the only way.

  “Don’t,” she says. “Please, kiss me. Let me taste you the way I tasted him.”

  I grunt, wanting that so damn bad.

  “Don’t make me beg,” she whispers.

  I look at her, an angel in the flesh, naked save a blanket and some sheets. My sparrow, her innocent eyes and perky tits and God, I want her. All of her.

  But I will take the kiss if that is what she is offering.

  I lean in, taking her face in my hands, and I kiss her not knowing if I will ever get another chance.

  I want this moment to last a goddamn lifetime, and my cock aches for her tight pussy, the relief only she can grant. I feel the warmth of her hands as they press against my chest.

  I want to take her then and there. I want to claim her and make her mine and I want to show her what it means to be cared for by a real man. By me.

  Her lips part and her tongue darts out, finding mine shyly, and I grin though the kiss, loving the way her pure heart peeks through. She is new at this — I can tell from her kiss — and yet she is eager for more.

  So much more.

  But Pine wants more too.

  And I can’t betray him. Not now, not ever.

  With all my willpower, I pull back from the kiss, both of us left panting.

  “There’s a bathroom right through there,” I manage to get out through gritted teeth. Standing, I nod to the doorway. “There’s a shower in there. When you’re done, I’m guessing your clothes will be dry.”

  “But my uncle…” Birdie squeezes her eyes shut.

  “I can’t have you the way I want because I would near betray Pine. But I can protect you from your uncle. And I will. So don’t you worry, sweet sparrow, about Hank. We will take care of you the only way we can.”

  4

  Birdie

  With Pine and Cedar gone, I let out a sob. Is this actually happening? I’ve waited all my life for the warmth of a man against my heart, and now it could happen… and instead of one, it’s two… but as quickly as the moment came, it passed.

  In the bathroom, I step into the shower, wanting to wash the lake water away. I find lavender shampoo on the edge of the tub and I lather my hair, running my soapy hands over my body, feeling the heat of my skin, having memorized both their hands. Pine’s were soft and Cedar’s were calloused, and though they are both burly mountain men with beards, they also are like Prince Charming and the Beast.

  And I want them both in my fairy tale.

  I never dreamed of any sort of happily ever after for myself. How can a girl dream when she spends her whole life surviving?

  But what if there’s more to my story than simply getting by?

  What if I jumped in that boat because Pine and Cedar were the shore my broken-winged heart dreamt of? What if they were the shelter where I could heal?

  What if a girl like me needs two men to help her heal instead of one?

  Is it wrong? Or is it beautiful?

  My shoulders shake with relief, knowing what I need. Who I need. And how.

  I step out of the shower. In the mirror, I am reminded that my body is that of a woman, petite, but curvy. My breasts are full, my nipples aching to be sucked, my pussy longing to be licked. I close my eyes with a craving so deep within me, knowing the two knights in shining armor who can take care of me. Protect me.

  I wrap a fluffy blue towel around my body, dry off, then I see a big terry cloth bathrobe. It must be one of the men’s. I pull it on, cinching the waist, and I breathe in the smell of it. Cedarwood and pine trees and fresh air. My heart swells with longing, and I’m ready to speak my truth, as crazy and unorthodox as it may be.

  But as I walk into their beautiful cabin, I’m startled by what I see.

  Hank is here. And he’s holding a knife.

  Pine

  I may not have been a Boy Scout, but I sure as fuck know how to fight for what is mine.

  Maybe I can’t have her the way my body craves, but I can still vow to protect her the way her fragile heart needs. Entirely. With all that I am. And I will.

  I pull the rifle from the wall and point it at this bastard who had the nerve to enter my home and threaten the woman I love.

  “There she is, a fucking whore,” Hank slurs, drunk and clearly out of his goddamn mind. He points the knife at Birdie and she shrieks, her hair wet, her shoulders shaking. I hate this man before us, this man who is threatening her safety.

  “You better lower your hand,” I shout.

  “Or what? You think you’re a killer? You’re not or you’d have already put a bullet through me.”

  Cedar stalks behind him, catching him unaware, rope in hand. “We don’t need to be killers to take care of you.”

  Cedar grabs Hank’s arm, twisting it back, knocking the knife from his hand, and I dive to grab it. Cedar kicks in the backs of Hank’s knees, forcing him to the ground, his chest on the wooden floorboards and his grunts growing louder.

  I grab my phone and call the cops as Cedar leads Hank from the house, tying him to a tree. “They will be here in five minutes,” I tell Birdie. Then I take her hand. She’s shaking and we walk out to the front porch.

  “Is there anything you need to say to him before he gets locked up?” I ask her, curious as to how the woman I love faces adversity. Cedar has tied Hank’s hands, his feet, and bound him to the tree down the driveway, out of ear shot.

  She looks up at me. “I won’t waste my words on a man like him when I could spend them saying something that matters.”

  “And what would you choose to say, Birdie?”

  She licks her lips as Cedar joins us on the porch. “I wanted to tell you both that I feel the same way.”

  I lift an eyebrow. Terrified of the idea that she would choose Cedar over me, or vice versa. I don’t want to ruin anything with my closest friend. But I also vow to make peace with it if they choose one another. I want both Birdie and Cedar to be happy, even if it means my heart is fucking broken.

  “I don’t know much about relationships. I’ve never given my heart to anyone before. But I do know this — in one conversation, I’ve felt more pure love than I have ever felt in my life. And I understand this is complicated… what you’ve both shared made that clear. But I’m not scared of complicated, Pine, Cedar. I’m only scared of one thing right now — and that is the idea of losing either of you.”

  “So what are you saying?” I ask her, the blare of sirens approaching.

  “I’m saying you don’t have to choose. And neither do I. I’m saying why put this in a box? I’m saying… Or I’m asking…” She licks her lips and lifts her chin. “Will you share me?”

  5

  Cedar

  My adrenaline was already pumping as I tied Hank to the tree in the driveway — that son of a bitch who threatened my Birdie — but now? After she just presented that to Pine and me? My cock is so far fucked it’s not funny.

  I need this girl. Now. And forever.

  The police cars pull into the yard and thought it pains me, we are forced to put the conversation of my life on hold.

  An officer joins us on the porch, another two cuff Hank, and then they ask us to tell them what exactly went down.

  Birdie raises her vo
ice and tells them the truth plainly, from the beginning. Listening to her describe the hell she’s been through with losing her mom and living with her stepdad kills me. It breaks my fucking heart to hear the suffering she’s experienced while Pine and I were just across the lake. We could have been there for her. But hearing it makes me resolute in my commitment to be there for her in the future. To make sure she never feels like her back is up against a wall.

  She may be a small little bird, but she is brave and as she tells the officer about fleeing this morning, it makes me proud of her.

  And when they ask about the knife, about the fact Hank was tied to a tree, it’s time for Pine and me to speak up, and we do. We tell the truth and it isn’t long before they are on their way — with Hank in the back of the cruiser.

  When they leave down the gravel driveway, Pine and I instinctively turn to our Birdie.

  “Do you need to sit? Eat?” I ask, running a hand over her back. “You’ve been through hell, little sparrow.”

  She exhales slowly, dipping her chin and lifting her eyes. “You never answered my question… my proposal.”

  “You sure you want that, what you suggested?” Pine asks. “It’s not just the adrenaline talking? A lot of shit just went down.”

  “It’s not the adrenaline. It’s bigger than that. More real than that… I know we just met, but this is what I want. I want you both.”

  “We don’t do things halfway, Birdie,” I say. “And we’re both twenty-five. We have more years under our belts, more time to decide what we want for our lives, who we want to be.”

  “Cedar’s right,” Pine says, jumping in. “We’re not the sort of men who fuck around. When we commit to something, we go all in. Like living on this stretch of land. It’s where we put down our roots and want to live our lives. I don’t want you to feel trapped.”

  She shakes her head. “I know who I am. What I want. And I love Broken Wing Mountain — it’s just my stepdad I hate. My mom and I lived here long before Hank ever came around.”

  I smile. “I like hearing that because I love this place too.”

  Birdie licks her lips, her pink tongue darting out. “Listen, I get your concern, and it warms my heart knowing how much you care. But believe me when I say I’ve never longed for a flashy life. It’s the simple things I dream about.”

  “Like what?” Pine asks, opening the door, and we all walk inside the living room.

  “A comfortable home. A kitchen I can make good meals in. Enough money coming in that I don’t have to stretch the food every week.”

  “You like to cook?” I ask her, knowing there is so much I want to learn about her.

  She nods shyly. “I love to cook, bake, garden. I know lots of women want to have big careers, but that’s never been my style. I just want to feel safe and make those around me feel secure too.”

  “That’s beautiful, Birdie,” Pine says, wanting to give her that, make her dreams come true. “That is what I want too. A partner, a family, a life here on the lake, in this cabin.”

  She looks to me. “And what do you want?”

  “You,” I say. “I want all that with you. I want that for all three of us.”

  Pine nods, locking eyes with me. I’ve known him so long, so well, that it’s clear we both want the same thing.

  “Then what are we waiting for?” Birdie asks. She takes both of our hands and leads us down the hall.

  Birdie

  My body tingles with anticipation from my head to my toes. This is the moment — the one I have been waiting for all my life. It feels too good to be true.

  But isn’t that the way love stories are usually told? A chemistry so undeniable, a gut feeling you just can’t shake — the impossible becoming possible.

  We’re in the bedroom where I first woke. “Is this an extra room?” I ask them.

  They nod. “Do you like it?” Pine asks. “Because this will be your room.”

  I frown. “You don’t want me to sleep with you?”

  Cedar smiles. “No rush with anything, Birdie. You can sleep here tonight, if you want.”

  My heart deflates. Did I read them wrong? “But I want to sleep with both of you. Now. I don’t want to wait… do you?”

  “Fuck, Birdie, it’s all we want,” Cedar says, stepping toward me. “As long as you are sure.”

  I nod. “I’ve never had sex before. So you’ll need to go slow. But… I want to please you. Thank you for saving my life.”

  Pine’s eyes narrow. “You don’t owe us anything — you understand that, right? We can get you into a hotel right now if you want. There is no pressure, no—”

  I cut him off. “I know,” I say with a soft laugh. “I know you aren’t forcing me into this arrangement. I am asking for it.”

  I see the way their eyes run over me, and even in this thick bathrobe, I know they love the fact I am naked underneath it. They adjust their cocks, inhale through their noses, clench their jaws.

  “So I am asking you, Pine and Cedar, to make me yours.”

  “I know you say you’ve never done this, but it’s new territory for us too,” Cedar says. “We’ve never shared a woman.”

  I smile. “Good, then it’s a first for all of us.”

  6

  Birdie

  “Why don’t you undress and then sit on the edge of the bed?” I suggest, thinking about their mouths, the way they kissed me. How every inch of me felt alive.

  “I like it when you tell me what to do,” Pine says.

  Cedar grins. “I couldn’t agree more, buddy.”

  They slide off their pants, their eyes meeting for just a second as if making the final decision. They want this the same way I do. Yes, it’s unconventional, but if a convention doesn’t make you happy, why abide by it?

  I take them in. They are both strong, towers of mountain men. Their beards thick and their body chiseled to perfection. But as my eyes travel downward… to their cocks… I bite my bottom lip, my pussy wet as I consider their foot-long rods of steel. They are hard and ready, erect as they sit down on the edge of the bed. They begin to stroke themselves as they watch me, the heat in the room intensifying as they wait for me to take off the bathrobe.

  I would feel hesitant about the dimples in my ass cheeks and my lack of a thigh gap, but they’ve already seen me naked. They know what I look like and they liked what they saw. Loved it, even.

  I loosen the belt and let the robe fall to the floor. I catch Pine’s green eyes taking me in, see the grey clouds in Cedar’s fade away — his eyes are darker now, clearer too. And I know these men see me as I am: theirs.

  I step toward them, naked, offering all of myself to them. “Take me as you please,” I say softly, wanting them to touch, caress, lick and stroke me how they see fit. I want to be their plaything, their toy, their darling, their girl. I want them to put a baby in me. I want them to watch my belly grow and my breasts swell. I want to be their lover, always and forever, starting now.

  Cedar stands as I step between Pine’s parted knees. He comes up behind me and cups my breasts, kissing my neck and teasing my nubs. I look down at Pine as he wraps his hands around my waist, pulling me closer. He kisses my belly, squeezes my ass. He kisses my pussy, his tongue warm against my skin.

  I want it all at once, but I know it isn’t possible. For this to work, we must find a rhythm where we can all give, all receive.

  I feel so beautiful between them — these two men who could have anyone are choosing me. “Let’s get onto the bed,” I say, crawling past them onto the mattress, and I stay on my knees.

  Pine reaches around me to hold both of my breasts in his hands. He thumbs my hard nipples while planting kisses along my neck. And Cedar is in front of me, his fingers moving between my legs, touching my pussy. He can feel how badly I want him.

  "You're so wet," he says, looking at me dead on.

  "I'm so wet for both of you," I tell him. "I'm so wet and so ready.”

  "You want to be our girl, forever?” Pine asks
me. I feel his cock grinding into my ass. I whimper a yes. His massive cock is right up against my ass now and I want him inside of me. I want to taste him and ride him and be filled with him.

  "You like that, sparrow?” he asks.

  I smile. “I love it when you both call me that. " Then as they tease me further, I moan, “I want more," I tell him. "I want more and I want it now." My pussy drips with want, overwhelmed with these two perfect cocks, rock-hard for me.

  I reach out to touch Cedar’s. It's so hard and so big, and my tight cunt is going to love the way it feels inside of me. My own fingers never did much anyways.

  "Your body is so perfect, Birdie,” Pine tells me, his voice hushed and reverent.

  I shake my head, blushing at his words. But I love to hear him tell me how beautiful he finds me. This is all so new… but it is also right.

  With Cedar’s fingers pressed against my clit, I sigh in delight, loving the sensation of four hands on my body. Four hands longing to take care of me. I've never felt so loved or so wanted. It is what I’ve been looking for all my life.

  Cedar’s fingers begin to move faster, with a speed that has me gasping, panting for release.

  "Don't make me wait any longer," I tell them. "I need you now.”

  “I need you too, sparrow,” Pine tells me. I nod, wanting him to guide me wherever he wants me to go.

  Pine turns me, then takes my hand in his and guides my fingers around his shaft. I whimper as I touch him, looking down at his cock, then back up into my eyes.

  “God, Birdie, I fucking love you.”

  Pine

  I love you… words I don’t intend on ever taking back.

  “Take her, Pine,” Cedar tells me. “Make our sparrow happy.”

  I groan as I take over finger fucking her. Her pussy is tight and warm, and I want to fill her up the way she needs. Her slick cunt is nice and juicy and I pull her close, easing my cock where it belongs. Her pussy is my home now.