With squishy knees and a fluttering pulse, Rebecca slid into his arms. He pulled her tight and they began to sway. She tucked her head against his shoulder and felt the reassuring, solid thud of his heart. He was truly okay.
She closed her eyes and softened into him, her arms wrapped around his waist.
Seconds later, a warm, hard body flattened along her backside. She tipped her head and smiled up at Tag. “Hi.”
“Hi yourself, beautiful.” He kissed the top of her head.
Tears stung her eyes at the absolute bliss filling her. She never imagined her trip to Texas would have gifted her with such bountiful happiness.
The song ended and the men stopped moving but kept her between them. She wiggled and sighed in contentment.
“Darlin? You ready for the next act?” Tag asked.
Wade disentangled himself and stepped away at the same time Tag did. She felt bereft. Until Wade started unbuttoning his shirt.
His grin was as wide as the Freedom sky. “You’re falling behind, Bex. Strip down and show us your beautiful body.”
She looked over her shoulder and found Tag peeling his pants off. His furry chest and abdomen made her fingers tingle with the urge to stroke him. She hastily reached for the hem of her shirt and raked it over her head.
“Oh damn, she’s wearing the red bra,” Tag said.
“I know,” Wade replied. “I love that bra.”
She shook her head as she shimmied her pants down. They hung at the cuff of her boots and refused to go any further.
She tried to pull her pants back up, but they were caught good. “Crap on a cracker,” she muttered and hobbled to the chair.
“What’s wrong?” Tag asked, moving to stand in front of her with Wade at his side.
Both naked men sported high, belly-slapping erections. Her mouth watered.
“Bex? What’s wrong?” Tag repeated.
“Oh.” She lifted her feet. “I’m stuck.”
As one, they knelt in front of her and took a boot heel in hand. Wade got his off first, with Tag close behind.
She didn’t even have the chance to reach for her pants before they tugged them off, nearly pulling her from the chair.
Rebecca laughed. “Thanks.”
Wade held out his hand. “Anything for you, Bex.”
He folded her fingers in his and pulled her from the chair.
Tag’s heavy hand settled on her shoulder while his other gripped the base of his cock.
“Down on your knees, Bex.”
She licked her lips and slid to a kneeling position. They immediately crowded her. Her air became filled with a musky, sensual, male aroma that had her dripping instantly.
Hands on her thighs, she looked up at them. “Now what?”
Wade chuckled and pushed his hard dick close to her mouth. “Now, you suck our cocks until we tell you to stop.”
They didn’t have to tell her twice. Rebecca wrapped her fingers around Wade’s rigid shaft and pulled him into her mouth.
He groaned and cupped her head, urging her to take him deeper. Rebecca relaxed her jaw and slid her tongue along the bottom of his cock.
“Sweet mercy,” he muttered.
She hollowed her cheeks and sucked hard, letting her lips slide all the way to his hot tip. She looked up at them and winked.
Tag growled and eased forward. He caressed her cheek with the slick head of his dick and she shivered in response. The velvet crown felt incredibly sensuous on her skin. She popped Wade from her mouth and took Tag deep inside.
“Mmm,” he said softly. “I do love the way you look with a mouth full of cock.”
She sucked him deep and hard, alternating the speed and force of her mouth. His hips bucked and swayed while his cock swelled, forcing her lips wider.
The ecstatic look on his face filled her with a sense of power. She knew she could make him come with just a few more swipes and suckles. Instead, she withdrew and latched back onto Wade, who immediately groaned.
Rebecca grinned around his erection, thoroughly enjoying herself. She’d been at their mercy for the whole time she’d been in Freedom. Dealing them pleasure on her terms made her feel incredible.
She scooted a little to her left so she was dead center between them. She gripped both men’s dicks and squeezed then alternated her oral strokes. First Wade, then Tag, back to Wade, and Tag once more.
“Damn it,” Tag gritted out. “Enough!” He moved out of range of her mouth. “Get up and come to the bed,” he ordered.
Wade helped her up then nudged her toward the bed.
Only as she climbed onto the luxurious mattress did she realize a strange, long instrument with a wide bulb was draped over the pillow. She stilled. “What’s that?”
Tag’s big hand smacked her butt. “Move to the center of the bed and you’ll find out.”
She scooted to the middle and looked back at him with one raised brow. “Now what?”
Wade reached out and snagged a small bottle from beside the bulbous instrument then disappeared from view. She twisted around to see what he was doing.
“Don’t worry about me,” he said as he delivered a smack to her butt. “Pay attention to Tag.”
She heaved an exaggerated sigh then ruined it with a giggle before turning back to look for her handsome sheriff.
He settled onto the bed next to her and stroked her back. She heard the telltale snap of the plastic lube bottle and tensed.
“Easy, sweetheart,” Tag said. He picked up the strange implement and held it up. “This is a violet wand. Ever played with one before?”
“No,” she whispered.
Her entire focus was on her ass and Wade’s warm fingers now wandering around her skin. Her butt danced with every light touch.
Tag upended the wand and clicked a switch. A light hum filled her ears. She studied the long, opaque tube. “What’s it do?”
“Remember that battery I asked you about?”
Her eyes widened just as Wade pulled her ass cheeks apart and circled a lubed finger over her rosebud.
“Yeah,” she replied and drew in a deep breath.
Tag tapped the bulb end and streaks of purple jolted through it.
“Holy crap,” she said. “What are you going to do with that?”
Tag twisted and looked behind him then turned to her with a grin. “Distract you.”
Wade’s finger delved deeper into her ass. The wide, blunt tip pushed aside her tight ring and she caught her breath.
She heard the hum grow louder seconds before Tag touched the wand to her shoulder. She jerked away more from instinct than pain.
“Did that hurt?” he asked.
Wade’s finger slowly pumped in and out of her ass, making rational thought incredibly difficult. He was sending all sorts of tingles of a different kind through her body, most of which were centered on her clit.
“No,” she murmured. “Feels good.”
Wade’s motion increased and his other hand dug into her hip. “Wonder which one she’s talking about.”
Tag grinned down at her and brought the wand closer. He slid his arm over her shoulders. “Hold still,” he told her.
As if.
The buzz and zap of the wand again grew louder as he settled it to her side. She twitched but stayed put, absorbing the odd sensation.
“Feels like ants,” she said.
“Ants, huh?”
Wade withdrew his finger and she moaned in disappointment.
“Don’t worry, darlin’, I’m just getting more lube,” Wade said.
Tag pulled the wand away and upended it before bringing it to her side again. The snap and crackle was much louder.
She swallowed hard.
Her butt cheeks opened again and the cold slickness of the lube touched her hot hole. She clenched and Wade slapped her ass lightly. “Relax.”
“Easy for you to say,” she replied. “It’s been a long time.”
“You gonna help me out here, Tag?”
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��Yep. Arch your back, Bex.”
She fisted the comforter and lifted her chest upward. She had a feeling what was coming and took a deep breath in preparation.
Wade slid his finger back into her asshole then inserted another. She clamped down hard on him just as Tag slid the violet wand over her nipple.
She yelped and nearly collapsed but Tag’s grip on her shoulders held her upright. The ants had morphed into a marauding band of tiny, pinching critters that created waves of intense pain-tinged pleasure to her nipple.
Only when Tag pulled the wand away did she realize Wade had both fingers fully embedded in her ass. He fucked her slowly, invading her tight hole deeper with each stroke.
Her pussy throbbed and gaped in time with his motions.
“Lift up more so I can get your other tit,” Tag said.
She bit her lip and tried to concentrate just on the delicious agony Wade’s talented fingers were bestowing on her ass, but Tag wouldn’t let her off that easily.
He grabbed her right breast and squeezed hard. “Give me your other tit,” he ordered.
She managed to twist her body enough to give him what he demanded without losing any of the incredible sensation of Wade’s fingers.
“Good girl,” Tag murmured. He cupped her flesh and brought the wand to the nipple but didn’t touch her yet. He looked back at Wade. “More?”
More lube dribbled over her sensitive flesh and she whimpered and rocked forward.
“Take a deep breath, Bex,” Wade said.
She squeezed her eyes shut and inhaled.
Wade pushed a third finger into her ass and she went from pleasure to past full in the span of a second. She danced on his hand. “Damn. Damn. Damn!”
He didn’t move in or out but he patted her butt with his other hand. “Now would be good, Tag.”
The burn of her ass started to lessen just as Tag flared the wand into life and pressed it to her nipple. She jerked backward, further impaling herself on Wade’s hand.
“Oh, my God,” she whispered. The dueling sensations pushed her toward an orgasm. Her pussy throbbed unbearably. “Please, someone fuck me.”
Wade wiggled his fingers, pulled them out, then sent them back in. Rebecca could feel herself loosening up and her excitement peaked higher in anticipation.
Tag set the wand aside as Wade withdrew from her body, leaving her feeling empty and unsatisfied.
She hung her head and breathed deeply to regain some equilibrium. Her racing heart and greedy lower body weren’t cooperating and she swayed and rolled her hips in the air, hoping to entice them.
“Scoot over a minute,” Tag told her.
She edged toward the head of the bed as he stretched out on his back. His long, strong legs hung over the edge and flattened to the floor. Rebecca reached out and caressed his hard cock.
“Mm, I love the feel of your hand, darlin’, but I want your wet pussy on me. Come on, cowgirl up.”
She clambered to him and braced herself on his shoulders before carefully straddling his lean hips.
He cupped the back of her neck and pulled her mouth to his. He kissed her with sweet passion. Soft, gentle caresses that warmed her through her entire body.
“I love you, Rebecca,” he whispered. His green eyes were backlit by such strong assurance, tears filled her eyes. He frowned and wiped a trickle away. “Hey, there’s no crying in sex.”
She laughed and buried her head into the crook of his neck while she attempted to gather her control. “I know, but hearing you say that makes me all gooey inside.”
Tag slid his hand between them and cupped her pussy. “You’re pretty gooey down here, too. Perfect for taking my cock.”
She raised her head and smiled down at him. “I agree.”
He rubbed the head of his dick along her dripping slit and each pass was like a jolt from the wand. Sharp, intense, and leaving her wanting more.
“Now, that’s an interesting look,” Tag said. “Wade, I think our girl is getting impatient.”
Wade immediately slapped her butt and she lurched.
“Tell us what you want, Bex,” Tag said.
She ground along his cock, trapping his length between her thighs. His heated dick throbbed against her lower lips and she wanted him deep inside her. She looked him full in the face. A sense of sensual elation swept over her, giving her the confidence to say exactly what was on her mind. “I want your hard cock in my pussy, Taggart Cain.” She dropped a fast kiss on his lips then turned and looked at Wade. “And I want you to lube your big dick and fuck my ass, Wade Merritt.”
“Damn,” Wade said. “I love a woman who speaks her mind.”
“Yeah, it’s sexy as hell,” Tag agreed. “Spread your legs a little more, Rebecca.”
She inched her thighs outward and wiggled her butt. “I’m waiting.”
Wade’s warm chuckle was in direct opposition to the chilled lube he poured over her ass. “Pushy wench.”
Tag tugged on her nipples. “Ready?”
She nodded.
Wade pulled apart her cheeks and the soft, hot head of his slick dick pressed against her asshole. Tiny, tearing pains skittered along the nerves as he pushed inexorably inward. He stopped for a second and she panted through the sensuous pain.
“Doing okay?” he asked.
“Yes,” she gritted out. “Keep going.”
His hands settled on her hips, and he drove further in. She felt stretched beyond all measure but aside from the burn it didn’t really hurt. He’d definitely loosened her up by finger-fucking her ass. Nothing but pleasure radiated from her ass. She started to sway and push back at him.
Suddenly, the head flared and spread her so wide she squeaked in surprise, then he slid deep inside her.
“Fuck, you’re hot and tight,” Wade muttered. His fingers clenched on her hips and drew her backward. “Okay?”
“Yes, yes. God, yes.”
She felt full and wild and on the edge of orgasm.
Wade drilled all the way into her ass until his balls smacked against her wet pussy. She moaned at the dual sensation.
He started to fuck her with slow, measured strokes that bounced from her ass to her pussy and pooled in her tummy in a wave of white-hot pleasure.
Then he stopped, the head of his dick spreading her ass wide.
She nearly collapsed on Tag’s chest.
“Easy darlin’, just setting up for the next part,” Tag said.
He fitted his cock to her pussy and pushed upward.
They both groaned at the contact. She clenched around him immediately, trying to milk him with her inner muscles.
“Christ, Bex,” he said with a loud gasp. He held her tits and squeezed lightly. “Ride me, sweetheart.”
Gingerly, she lifted her hips. The movement pushed Wade further into her body and she froze, suddenly impaled by two very hard, very large cocks.
Her mind threatened to explode with the sensual overload. She sank back down until she circled Tag’s entire cock with her pussy then rose again.
The slow rhythm kept her at the edge of orgasm. Tiny balls of pleasure pelted her insides.
Wade caressed her lower back before grabbing hold of her hips again. Tag circled her ribs with his strong hands.
He smiled up at her. “Ready to come?”
“God, yes!”
Both men laughed.
Tag held her at the base of his cock as Wade slowly pushed into her ass. She arched her back at the absolute fullness of being stuffed by both men.
“Incredible,” she moaned.
Wade pulled back, then Tag did and they began an alternating motion with one cock in her body at all times. The friction of Wade’s dick in her ass burned through her while the sweet slap of Tag’s body against her clit and pussy drove her higher and higher.
She gripped Tag’s shoulders and closed her eyes, absorbing every bit of their incredible lovemaking.
Her pussy spasmed and clenched.
Tag gasped and his hands tightene
d on her ribs. He picked up the speed of his thrusts, which made her shudder with the rising pleasure.
“More, more, more,” she said in time to their thrusts.
Wade started driving hard and fast into her ass, and her entire body began to shake. She couldn’t catch her breath, her legs quivered, and her pussy and ass felt like they were about to explode.
“Oh, God,” she cried. “I’m going to come. Yes, keep fucking me.”
She drove her hips down and back, down and back, seeking greater pressure, harder thrusts, more pleasure.
She was so close.
Wade’s dick swelled inside her ass.
“Here it comes!” he yelled. He slammed into her hard and deep. His cock jerked as he came inside her.
The heat of his cum tripped her own orgasm, and she threw her head back and came just as hard as he did, squeezing his dick with her ass and Tag’s with her pussy.
“That’s it, Bex. Come. Come hard. Yeah, squeeze my cock,” Tag urged her. “Squeeze it, baby. Make me come. Suck me with your pretty pussy.”
She shuddered and grasped him as hard as she could with her muscles.
“Oh, fuck, yeah.” Tag’s fingers dug into her sides as he pumped in and out of her. “Take it, Bex.”
He jerked her down hard and stilled. His dick throbbed as he pumped his seed deep into her pussy.
Once more the wave of warmth set her off. She writhed on Tag’s cock, riding out her orgasm along his hard body.
Finally, she collapsed against him, her arms and legs no longer able to support her.
Wade’s cock popped from her ass with another delicious tingle, and he groaned as he dropped to the bed, one arm flung over his eyes. His chest heaved as wildly as her heart pumped.
Beneath her, Tag’s sweat-slickened body pounded just as hard.
She lifted her hips and moaned as he slid wetly out then managed to fall to the mattress in between the two men.
“I think you destroyed me,” she said. Her weak grin felt as wobbly as the rest of her body.
Tag turned his head and grinned back at her. “Mission accomplished, then.”
He shifted onto his side and propped his head up on his hand. He traced a vein in her breast.
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