Her Mountain Menage

by Marla Monroe

  “Love these thighs, babe. I bet you’ll squeeze my head like a vise when I make you come with my mouth,” Kyle said, giving her thick thighs a squeeze.

  “You’re killing me. Please, guys. I need more.” Diana ran a hand through Kyle’s hair and scraped her nails lightly against his scalp.

  His swift intake of breath let her know he was sensitive to her touch. She smiled, loving that she could get to him like that. If he did go down on her, she’d use that to her advantage. The more she stimulated him, the faster he’d let her climax.

  Diana needed to come like she never had before. In fact, she was almost positive that nothing she’d ever experienced in her life before would measure up to what these two men had in store for her.

  Kyle stood, and the two men backed her up until her legs hit the bed behind her. Quinn pushed lightly on her shoulders until she sat on the edge of the bed. He had her lay back then climbed up on the bed next to her. He lay on his side and fingered her nipples, tugging on them and pinching them lightly as Kyle knelt down between her legs and buried his nose against her panties just over her clit.

  “Mmmm, you smell delicious,” he said in a gravelly voice.

  Diana felt him lick up the center of her panties before he began to peel them off. She lifted her hips to help him. He brought them to his nose and inhaled once more before throwing them over his shoulder to land somewhere behind him. Diana’s pussy clenched at the decadent feel of her body on display for him.

  Quinn took one nipple into his mouth and sucked hard on it before nipping it with his teeth. He played with the other breast with his hand, sending sharp pulses of pleasure straight to her cunt.

  “So fucking responsive,” Quinn said.

  “You should smell her, man. She’s amazing,” Kyle said.

  Then the man leaned in and licked her slit from bottom to top and back down again. Diana lifted her hips off the bed with the shock of his rough tongue against her sensitive folds. She gasped and dug her fingers into the covers to anchor herself. It was too much and not nearly enough.

  * * * *

  Kyle groaned at the spicy-sweet taste of Diana’s pussy. He wanted to eat her up, but he also wanted to bury himself deep inside her hot, wet cunt. Instead, he licked all around her clit and back down to her dripping clit to gather more of her nectar on his tongue. He’d end up with cavities if he got to eat her out every day for the rest of his life. She was that sweet.

  When he started to lean back, Diana dug her hands into his hair and pulled him back to her wet cunt. He chuckled. She was demanding. He liked that, but he had other plans.

  He turned his head to kiss the palm of one of her hands then slid back on his heels, so he could look at her swollen, soaked folds. They looked like heaven to him, thick, wet, and tasty. Kyle used one hand to hold her leg open as he slid one finger into her depths. She whimpered even as her legs trembled. He pumped it in and out of her hot depths before adding a second finger. She was so fucking tight. He knew he’d go off in a minute if he didn’t take it slow once he got inside of her.

  Kyle leaned in and licked her as he thrust his fingers in and out of her, fucking her with them like how he wanted to bury his dick inside her cunt. She was going to kill him.

  “She’s so sweet and responsive, Quinn. Just wait until you get your mouth on her, man.”

  “I can’t wait to watch her take my cock in her mouth,” Quinn said.

  Diana moaned and thrust her hips upward to meet Kyle’s fingers. He sucked on her pussy lips then teased her clit with his tongue. When he twirled his tongue around it, she moaned again and dug the fingers of one hand in his hair to scrape her nails at his scalp. Fuck yeah, she was perfect for them.

  He couldn’t take it any longer. As much as he wanted to tease her, he needed inside of her. He sucked hard on her bundle of nerves until she was writhing on the bed, pushing her hips upward even as she held his head against her pussy. When she cried out his name, Kyle knew a moment of triumph. He’d given her that pleasure. He and Quinn. He slowly licked around her pussy until she’d quieted and grown still. Well, except for the little tremors from time to time.

  It was all he could do to restrain himself from climbing up and burying himself deep inside her body. First, he kissed the inside of her thighs, telling her how perfect she was. Then he stood and hurried over to the bedside table to grab a condom. Pulling it on proved to be a challenge as his fingers trembled with anticipation of what was to come.

  When he climbed on the edge of the bed to kneel between her still spread thighs, he smiled at the look of lazy satisfaction that was evident in the way her face had gone slack and her eyes dark and heavy-lidded.

  Kyle fit his sheathed cock at her slit and slowly slid inside her hot, wet cunt. Fuck but she was tight even though she’d just come. He pulled back then surged forward once more. It took several tries before he was buried as deep as he could go. Her body opened for him as he thrust in and out of her tight pussy. She felt as if she were sucking him in each time he pushed deeper. The feeling was indescribable. Pleasure and pain all wrapped up into one awesome package. Never had he felt anything this good.

  He finally looked away from where their bodies converged to see Quinn caressing Diana’s cheek as she sucked his dick. The look of rapture on his friend’s face said it all. She was just as perfect there as she was down where his shaft tunneled in and out of her hot, wet cunt.

  “Fuck, baby. You’re so fucking tight. Your pussy is strangling my dick,” he said as he readjusted her legs so that he held them over his arms and delved just a little bit deeper into her cunt.

  “Oh, yes.” Diana’s breathy voice was music to his ears.

  “Just wait until you get this hot mouth on your cock, man. It’s fucking amazing,” Quinn said in a strained voice.

  Kyle watched as his friend face fucked their woman and could tell she was all with it, lifting her head to meet him halfway. She’d reached between his legs and was fondling his balls as her hot little mouth sucked hard until her cheeks hollowed out each time he pushed inside it.

  He was so close he felt his eyes rolling back as he strained to remain in control of his body. She came first. Always. He was sure she had it in her to climax one more time for them. He reached between their joined bodies and located her clit with his fingers. Just when he didn’t think he could last one second more, he pinched the little bud and yelled out as her body squeezed down on him with her orgasm.

  “Holy hellfire,” Kyle shouted then groaned as his balls contracted and cum burned its way up his shaft to empty into the condom.

  Never had he wanted so badly to not be wearing a condom. He wanted to see her round with their child. Nestling their babe inside her body. Nurturing it until she brought it into the world to make them a family. The thought settled him as he slowly came down from the high of having just gotten his rocks off with the most important woman in the world to him.

  He jerked his head up when he heard Quinn’s curse then the hissed-out word “Yes.” Quinn’s face pulled down in a grimace that looked as if it were more pain then pleasure, but Kyle knew better.

  As Quinn slowly pulled out of Diana’s mouth, he all but collapsed against the headboard as he ran his hand over their woman’s cheek in a caress, panting with the effort to regain his breath.

  “Fuck, darling. That was. I can’t even begin to describe it. Your hot little mouth nearly killed me,” Quinn said in a nearly breathless voice.

  “Mmm,” was all she said as she closed her eyes, her mouth stretched wide in a smile.

  Yeah, this was what Kyle liked to see. She was content and sated much as they were. He climbed up the bed and pulled the covers out from under them to cover them all up.

  “You okay, babe?” he asked as he snuggled in next to her.

  “Better than okay. That was…it was incredible,” she finally got out.

  “You’re gorgeous when you come,” Kyle told her.

  “I’ve never done that before,” she whispered.<
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  “Done what?” Quinn asked as he turned toward her.

  “Come twice like that. Actually, I’ve never come other than when I use a vibrator.”

  “Well expect a lot more of those in the future,” Kyle told her.

  “I’m not sure I’ll survive if you make me come like that all the time. I thought I’d died a while ago.” Diane opened her eyes and stared into Kyle’s before turning to look at Quinn.

  “What, honey?” Quinn asked.

  “I’m not sure how to do this,” she said.

  “Do what?” Kyle asked.

  “Be with two men at the same time. I know this is what you want, but it seems too complicated.”

  “Doesn’t have to be,” Quinn told her.

  Kyle could tell she was fighting something inside of her. He didn’t want her to think too hard on there being two of them, but knew it was something that needed to be talked about.

  “But how can a relationship between three people work? Won’t one of you end up jealous of the other one? What if I spend too much time with one of you? I don’t want to have to keep up with that,” she said.

  “You don’t have to, babe. There is no keeping count. It all works out in the end. There will be times that you spend more time with Quinn than you do with me because I’m on a deadline and vice versa. Plus, you have your writing, too,” Kyle told her.

  “It all seems too complicated. I’m not sure I can handle something like this.”

  “Give it time. Wait and see how you feel about us as a unit before you give up on the idea. We both care about you very much, darling. You mean the world to us.” Quinn leaned down and kissed her.

  Kyle gently turned her to her side and spooned against her. He knew Kyle would turn his back so that she could wrap one arm over him. He kissed a line down her neck then lightly nipped her shoulder before kissing the small sting.

  “Get some sleep, babe. We can talk more in the morning. Right now, you need to rest. Everything will work out just fine.” Kyle hoped he was right.

  As he lay there, he admitted to himself that he had fallen in love with her. Honestly, he’d done that just about since the first time he’d met her. She was perfect for him, for them. All they had to do was convince her of that.

  The alternative wasn’t something he was willing to think about. She was theirs—they just needed to prove it to her.

  Chapter Night

  The next morning Diana stretched then realized she couldn’t move enough for a really good one. Kyle’s leg was over one of hers, and Quinn’s arm was across her middle. It all came crashing back to her. The night before, the sex, the amazing climaxes they’d given her. She felt her body burn with what she was sure was a full-on blush.

  “Morning, babe.” Kyle’s voice sounded husky with sleep.

  “Morning,” she whispered.

  “I’m awake,” Quinn said around a yawn.

  “Sorry. I didn’t mean to wake anyone.”

  “I was already awake thinking about what Quinn needs to cook for breakfast,” Kyle said.

  Quinn’s moan had her smothering a laugh.

  “What do you want, honey?” Quinn asked.

  “I’m not picky. I can help,” she said.

  “I want pancakes,” Kyle interjected.

  “Didn’t ask you, asshole,” Quinn said.

  “Just saying,” Kyle said and rolled over to sit up on the edge of the bed.

  Diana couldn’t help but admire the strength of his back and the thick corded muscles of his neck and shoulders. Working with his hands gave him more than sensual calluses, it kept his upper body lean and hard. She licked her lips with the need to taste his sun-kissed skin.

  “You keep looking at him like that, you’re going to find yourself flat on your back again instead of eating pancakes,” Quinn said.

  Her cheeks heated once more. “Like what?”

  “Like he’s an ice cream cone in your favorite flavor and you’re ready to take a long lick,” Quinn said.

  Kyle stood and looked over his shoulder with a knowing smile. “Feel free to lick anywhere you want to, babe.”

  “I need the bathroom,” she said and kicked at the covers until she was free of them.

  “Use the one in here,” Kyle said. “I’ll take the one down the hall.”

  Diana slid to the foot of the bed and padded into the bathroom, picking up her clothes on her way there.

  She decided on a shower before breakfast. Truth be told, she was procrastinating going downstairs where the light of day would illuminate everything they’d done the night before.

  A cold breeze snaked its way into the massive shower just as she started soaping up. She looked over at the opening and found Quinn leaning buck naked against the glass bricks with an indulgent smile on his face.

  “What?” she asked.

  “Just admiring the view. You’re beautiful. Especially with all that soap and water all over you. If I didn’t know that you’d freak out, I’d nail you in the shower before washing you from head to foot,” he said.

  She didn’t know what to say to that, so she remained silent. He laughed at her then turned and walked away. Tiny needles pricked her skin at the thought of him fucking her against the shower wall. Her belly pitched as she gasped for breath. Finally, she had enough control of her body to finish showering. When she stuck her head outside the shower, it was to find the room empty. She sighed and snagged her towel to dry off.

  By the time she made her way downstairs, Quinn had breakfast well underway. She felt a bit guilty at leaving him alone to cook, but she’d needed the extra time to regroup. Both men were very open about their sexuality and what they wanted. While she could appreciate their frankness, it also embarrassed her a little.

  “There you are. Mind setting the table for me?” he asked.

  “Not at all. Point me to the dishes,” she said, glad to have something to do.

  Once she had the table set and Kyle had finally made an appearance, Diana was taking up the bacon while Quinn finished flipping the last of the pancakes.

  They ate while chatting about anything and everything except for what had happened the night before. While she could appreciate the time to relax before they started talking about the night before, she couldn’t help but feel nervous sitting there with them as if nothing was going on.

  Maybe it wasn’t. Maybe she was making more out of it than was needed.

  After loading the dishwasher, Quinn ushered them into the living room. The three of them sat on the couch, and Kyle flipped on the TV, surfing through channels until he found an old black-and-white movie. Naturally it was a war movie.

  “Go ahead, Diana,” Quinn finally said.

  “What?” she asked, pretending not to know what he was talking about.

  “We know you’ve got a lot of questions and worries about what we did last night,” he said.

  “Just so we’re clear,” Kyle began. “What we did was make love. It meant something to us. I hope it did for you, too.”

  “I don’t know what to think or say. It was amazing.”

  “But?” Kyle asked.

  “I didn’t expect that to happen. I mean, not really. I don’t know what to think about it though,” she admitted.

  “We were hoping it would. We’ve wanted you almost since the beginning when we first met you,” Quinn said.

  “I—I was attracted to both of you, as well, but felt weird about it. I mean liking two men like that at the same time is crazy. What if you guys had been friends but didn’t want to share a woman? That would have been a disaster,” she said.

  “But that isn’t the case. We do both want to share you between us. Just us. We want to spoil you and make you happy. Happier than any woman alive,” Kyle said.

  Diana sighed. It all sounded so perfect, but something this crazy couldn’t be that easy. What would the rest of the world think? Cozy?

  “It can’t be that easy. Threesomes aren’t normal, guys. Guys get jealous eventually. It’s just n
atural.”

  “There are other families on the mountain that are in ménage relationships and are doing just fine. Ours wouldn’t be the first and won’t be the last,” Quinn said.

  And what about Cozy? How do the people in town treat the other families? “What are you thinking about in that pretty little head of yours?” Quinn asked. “I can see the thoughts churning on your face.”

  “What about the rest of the world? How do they treat these others that you say live on the mountain?” she asked.

  “The people in Cozy have gotten used to it, for the most part. There are still some who turn up their noses, but they’re the kind of people who do that about anything they don’t agree with. Do you really care what they think? You said yourself that you rarely go out other than to get groceries. Up here you aren’t exposed to them. It’s just when we go down for supplies or if you want to eat out,” Kyle said.

  Diana had to agree. She rarely did go into town. Just for groceries and cat food and the occasional item she couldn’t get online. What did it matter if they looked down on her? But was she really okay with being with two men? Forever?

  “I need to think about this, and Felicity is probably tearing up the house since I left her alone all night. I should be getting home,” she said.

  “We’ll take you, babe. Don’t try and lock us out though. We’re going to be talking to you off and on every day until you’ve had enough time to think. We don’t want to pressure you, but not talking to you will drive us crazy,” Kyle said.

  “You can’t expect us to suffer in silence,” Quinn said with a huge smile.

  “I don’t want you to suffer at all. I just need some time to process all of this, that’s all.”

  “We get it,” Kyle said.

  “What about Felicity? I’m a package deal. Can you handle her living with us?” she asked, thinking about another reason to not make a go of it.

  “She’s welcome. It will be fun watching her get all feral and killing her toy rat,” Quinn said.

  “You won’t think so when she interrupts you writing with her screams,” Diana said.