Her Colorado Wishes [Spirit, Colorado 3] Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting

by Peyton Elizabeth

  “It’s time to head out to the cabin. We’ve got some hands to take care of the ranch for the weekend, and we know that Doc Shep has everything covered at the clinic,” Wyatt informed her, and Hannah wished she had Shep within kicking distance. “We’ll follow you to your dad’s ranch and then take you to our house. We’ll take the horses from there.”

  “You won’t need to pack anything,” Austin said, chiming in.

  Hannah’s heart skipped a beat at the mere mention of their cabin. Ever since she was a teenager, she had wanted them to take her there and show her all the naughty things she craved. Now here they were, like a dream come true, offering her the very fantasy she always dreamed of. Regrettably, Hannah knew that if she continued on this course, it would be harder to walk away from them in the end.

  “You’ve been avoiding us again, Hannah,” Wyatt said, taking his gloves off. He came to stand in front of her, taking the bag from her hands before she could protest. Using his other hand, he cupped her cheek. Did he have hypnotic powers? “Come to the cabin with us. Let us love you like you deserve. We’ll deal with reality on Monday.”

  The longing that washed over her was like nothing Hannah had ever experienced before. Her chest felt like it was about ready to burst from the anticipation of having them truly love her, even if it was for just a weekend. Should she go with them, at least to carry the memory of them loving her together?

  “But your reality and my reality are two different versions,” Hannah whispered.

  “We’ll find a way to merge them. Let us show you that you are the one we want to share our lives with. You are the one we’ve been waiting for.”

  His brown eyes seemed to deepen into a rich batch of brownie mix that always tempted her to lick the spoon and bowl before baking the delicious batter. Her pussy started to contract, telling her that it wasn’t done having its dessert. His lips seemed to be inches from hers, the whiskers on his chin having grown just a bit since his morning shaving. What was it about these men that seemed to make her soul long for something it knew it couldn’t have? Was it just physical?

  “And what if they can’t be fused together, Wyatt? Will one weekend be enough for you and Austin?”

  “We aren’t going to stand here talking about what might or might not happen,” Wyatt said, brushing his thumb against her cheek. It was such a sensual movement, she wanted to close her eyes and savor the moment. She didn’t, because that would mean she might miss some emotion flickering over his face. “You know where we stand. For some reason, you’re holding yourself back. Let’s take this weekend and just enjoy each other.”

  Hannah would never admit that she wasn’t able to bear them children. Family, to them, was everything. It was life. And she wouldn’t be the one to carry on their legacy, no matter how much she wanted to. She was only half a woman, and she refused to have them settle with her knowing they would regret that decision later in life. She also wouldn’t tell them the real reason, knowing she couldn’t withstand seeing the pity in their eyes. Before she could tell them no, that she wasn’t going to the cabin with them, Wyatt leaned in and kissed her.

  His lips were warm and inviting, as she knew the cabin would be if she were going. She’d heard enough stories to know that once a girl went to their cabin, she never wanted to leave. His moist tongue trailed the outline of her mouth, causing a small gasp to escape her lips. He took advantage of the opening and slipped his tongue inside, letting her get a taste of him. Mint and coffee mingled together, and she couldn’t get enough. Tilting her head more, she let him have full access.

  Hannah had been so engrossed in the sensations that Wyatt was creating, she didn’t realize that Austin had moved from the doorway until she felt his body pressed against her back. He pulled back her hair from her neck and leaned in. His hot breath teased her skin as he whispered, “Come to the cabin with us, baby doll.”

  “Oh, for God’s sake, put them out of their misery,” Casey said, her voice breaking up the moment.

  Hannah abruptly pulled away, immediately regretting the loss of heat the men provided. Casey had come out from the back of the store and was now behind the register. Austin and Wyatt each took one of her hands, pulling her toward the door. What the hell? Her body was so physically tied up in knots, wanting nothing more than to be loved by both of them. Who was she to deny it? She should have known a vibrator wasn’t going to get the job done. Her body needed this more than she ever thought possible, and for once, Hannah would allow it the experience it craved.

  Chapter Seven

  It was evening by the time they reached the cabin and snow had started to fall in earnest. Hannah wondered briefly if they were supposed to get any accumulation, remembering a conversation that Shep and Darla had earlier that afternoon, but then decided it really didn’t matter. She was going to enjoy the rest of this night and the next two days, without thinking of the future.

  Wyatt slid off of his horse and then reached for her reins. Hannah handed them to him while lifting one leg up and over the saddle. Hopping to the ground, Hannah couldn’t help but appreciate the landscape. A blanket of snow covered the earth, hiding its beauty within but permitting the moon to showcase the splendor of the countryside. The clouds were gathering together, bidding the moon a goodnight. Hannah inhaled the frigid air, hoping it would calm her nerves for what was about to happen.

  “You and I will head on into the cabin. Wyatt will corral the horses for the evening, making sure they have enough food and water.”

  Austin grabbed their duffels and led the way to the cabin door. With the flurries dancing in the air, the cabin seemed almost surreal. Wanting to get out of the cold, Hannah hurried along behind him. Inside, Austin turned the lights on. The dim glow lit a place that Hannah knew would stay in her memories forever. In the middle of the room sat a four-poster bed, its frame made of black steel. Her heart skipped a beat at the fur-lined leather restraints on each post, representing what Hannah knew to be their kinkier side. The insides of her wrists started to tingle in anticipation.

  Hannah quickly scanned the rest of the room while Austin laid their duffel bags on the floor. He shed his jacket, gloves, and hat. There was a quaint kitchen in one corner, one door that obviously led to a bathroom, and the entire far wall was a stone fireplace. While Hannah took off her cold-weather gear, Austin made quick use of the wood that had been set aside in a log holder. Within minutes, he had a nice-size fire going. She wasn’t sure that was such a good idea, seeing as how her inner body temperature seemed to be set on scorching.

  “You know, I’ve been doing a lot of thinking since you’ve been back in town,” Austin said, using the poker to stoke the already blazing fire. He was staring into the flames. “You’re holding something back from us.”

  For a moment, she was speechless. Hannah really thought she had covered her bases with saying that she didn’t want to get involved with men who liked to play the field. She thought she had done well covering up the fact that she couldn’t give them what they most wanted out of life—children. Wyatt chose that moment to enter the cabin behind her, bringing in a draft of cold air.

  “Wow, the wind is really picking up out there,” Wyatt said, stomping the snow off of his boots. She watched as he removed his gloves and leaned down to loosen up his laces. He slipped them off and then proceeded to take off his outer layer. “It’s a good thing we grabbed a bite to eat with your dad, Hannah. That ride took longer than I thought it would.”

  “Dad was glad for the company,” Hannah said, walking over to where her duffel was. “He seems to have taken a fancy to Darla, the way he kept mentioning her at dinner.”

  She pulled out her toiletry bag and made her way to the only other door. The bathroom was small, but did have a tub, which she would definitely use to soak her muscles. It had been a while since she’d been on horseback.

  “Darla? Wow, they would make an interesting couple. I don’t know if Spirit could take a cheerier Darla, although it would be nice to see your dad hap
py,” Wyatt said. Her breath quickened as she walked back into the room, seeing Wyatt with his arms crossed as he leaned against the black post. “And I don’t want to talk about any other pairings in town until we get ourselves settled first.”

  Hannah had yet to look back at Austin, knowing he probably wanted to continue their earlier conversation. She’d much rather be doing what Wyatt was suggesting. Taking the initiative and wanting to show them that they weren’t always the ones in charge, Hannah reached for the hem of her green sweater. Pulling it up slowly, she made sure her breasts were thrust forward as she shimmied out of the material. Meeting his gaze, his brown eyes seemed to burn her skin as they raked over her upper body.

  “Like what you see?”

  “I think we need to see more,” Wyatt drawled, not moving a muscle from where he stood.

  “Take off your bra,” Austin ordered in a low voice, startling her from behind. She would have turned around, but he prevented her by placing his hands on her hips. “There are a few rules that we need to go over.”

  “Rules?” Hannah prided herself on the fact that her voice didn’t shake. So much for that control she wanted to maintain.

  “One, we are in charge when we’re at the cabin.” Hannah saw Wyatt smile at Austin’s words. “Well, technically, we like to be in charge all the time, but the cabin most especially.”

  Hannah reached behind her and unclasped her bra. The air did nothing to her nipples that his voice hadn’t already done. They had turned into tiny, hard pebbles, begging to be touched. Austin worked on the button and zipper of her jeans, removing them from her as she lifted her feet, one by one. Her panties followed. In seconds, she found herself standing naked in front of them, while they remained fully dressed. This was becoming a habit.

  “What’s the second rule?”

  “The rest don’t apply to you,” Wyatt said. “Austin, have you ever seen anything so beautiful in your life? Look at how the fire highlights her curves.”

  “You should see her ass,” Austin replied, lightly brushing his fingertips over the right side of her buttocks. “It’s like a ripe apple, waiting to be eaten.”

  “What do you mean, they don’t apply to me?” Hannah asked. She didn’t want to contemplate why her body responded even more when they spoke of her as if she wasn’t in the room. Having them tell her she was pretty to her face was one thing, but hearing them discuss her seemed to validate their words. They truly thought she was beautiful.

  “The rest of the rules are for us,” Austin said, guiding her toward the bed. “Nothing you need to worry about.”

  “Place your hands on the bed,” Wyatt ordered, walking to the end of the bed. Leaning down, he pulled out a small chest that had been hidden. When she waited for him to open it and see what was inside, Austin gave her a gentle push.

  “Do as he says, baby doll.”

  If Hannah did as they requested, she would be exposed. She wasn’t sure that she liked that, but quickly changed her mind as Austin positioned her the way they wanted. She was bent forward, with her hands now on the side of the bed and her feet shoulder-width apart. The warm air from the fireplace hit her pussy, making her aware of the juices that were now starting to flow freely.

  She heard rustling and tried to peek over her shoulder. Austin lightly tapped her ass, causing her to give a startled yelp. “If we wanted you to look, we’d have told you. Wyatt, I think we need that blindfold as well.”

  “Blindfold?” Hannah squeaked.

  Within seconds, a soft, silky blindfold was placed over her eyes. Her hearing became more acute, while her skin became more sensitive. Her breathing seemed loud, although she was still able to make out every little sound they made. Wyatt had yet to move from the trunk, while Austin remained behind her.

  “Think we should start small?”

  “Small?” Hannah asked, wondering what they were talking about.

  “Yes, definitely. You should see how tight her hole is.” Before her mind could comprehend what Austin was referring to, she felt his finger brush that area that she had always thought of as forbidden. Hannah would have shot straight up, had it not been for his hand in the middle of her back, keeping her in place. “We need to stretch you out, baby doll. We want to both claim you before the weekend is over, and to do that, you need to be loosened up.”

  Well, that answered her question. His answer had her anus puckering up, and she wondered what it would feel like to have something fill it up. Would she feel full? Would it burn? Would it hurt? Would it feel good? All these questions ran through her mind.

  “This is going to be a little cool,” Austin said, right before the lubricant was dripped into her crack. “But let’s see how quickly we can warm you up.”

  Immediately, Hannah thought. She never realized how many nerve endings were in that area, always too afraid to explore there herself. If she’d known how her body would have reacted, she’d have used her smaller dildo to give herself pleasure, while working over her clit.

  “While you take care of Hannah there, I want to feel her mouth on my cock,” Wyatt announced. Hannah felt the bed dip and lifted her head. She imagined him kneeling on the brown comforter in front of her. His image was the hottest thing she’d ever laid eyes on, and she knew he’d be that way in reality. She fantasized that Wyatt’s cock was thick, with a tip that seemed wider than she’d be able to accept, either in her pussy or mouth. Her mouth salivated, wanting to taste that drop of pre-cum that she imagined had slipped out of his opening. Would her descriptions be accurate? “Open your mouth, Hannah.”

  Who would have thought Wyatt’s command could make her any more aroused than she already was? But it did. His voice had deepened into an authoritative tone, causing a tingle to travel over her skin. She instinctively did as he asked, opening her mouth as wide as she could to accept his cock. His fingers tangled into her hair, pulling her forward.

  Hannah’s elbows bent, giving her the leverage she needed not to fall onto the bed. But she didn’t need to worry, because the grip that Wyatt had on her head kept her stable. The minute Wyatt inserted his cock into her mouth, Austin’s thumb broke through her muscle ring. Her body had not been expecting that intrusion, so her anus accepted his digit. There was a slight sting, but the sensation was overridden by the fullness he was creating by plunging in and out.

  Wyatt pushed a little farther into her mouth, and his pre-cum landed on her taste buds, exploding them with flavor. He had a salty, rich taste that she wanted more of. She went to lean forward but found she was held in between the men. Austin had a hold of her hip, while Wyatt had a hold of her head. Thus, they kept her from doing what she most wanted, which was to rotate her lower body on Austin’s finger and take Wyatt deeper into her throat.

  “This is the one place where we control your pleasure, baby doll,” Austin said. “This is our playground.”

  Hannah almost cried with relief when he pushed his thumb farther inside. She needed something more in that area but didn’t know what. Her pussy felt empty, wide open to accept whatever he wanted to give her. She would let him play with her ass all he wanted, if only he would fill up her pussy.

  Hannah used her tongue to bathe Wyatt’s cock. He was only allowing her half, when she craved it all. Another leak provided her with more of his flavor. She lapped it up, straining for extra. His grip tightened, causing her eyes to sting with tears as her hair was pulled. The feeling of such authority was a rush, and she couldn’t wait to see what else they had planned.

  “Do you want more of me?” Wyatt asked.

  Hannah hummed her answer, hoping he would recognize her desperation. There was something about these two men that she couldn’t get enough of. Maybe this weekend would satisfy her need.

  “Why don’t we both give her more?” Austin suggested.

  It took a second for Hannah to comprehend exactly what he meant. The minute Wyatt drove more of his cock into her mouth, Austin removed his thumb and replaced it with two fingers. The bite of pain was almost
too much, but with the distraction of Wyatt’s tip hitting her throat, it quickly turned into pleasure.

  “That’s right. Let me in.”

  His words washed over her, giving her a sense of accomplishment. His approval meant she was giving them what they wanted. She tried to open her throat to Wyatt’s tip, but he was so large, she had no control over him. She felt satisfaction that she was right in terms of how Wyatt’s cock was shaped. It matched his physique. She could only take what he gave and would have panicked, but his voice calmed her.

  “Breathe through your nose, Hannah.” Wyatt continued to push in a little farther. “Swallow around me. I want to feel you.”

  Hannah didn’t have a choice but to swallow. He pulled away, only to push back. They got into a rhythm, but Hannah had yet to learn to breathe through her nose. He must have known that though, for he only remained that far inside of her mouth until she swallowed around him. She almost bit him when Austin pulled out his fingers in order to be replaced by something hard.

  “Push back against the plug. It will slide into you easier if you open yourself up,” Austin explained.

  The strain in Austin’s voice made her aware that he wasn’t unaffected by all that was taking place. It was amazing all the little indications she got from just hearing their voices. Wyatt pulled all the way out of her mouth. She hadn’t realized what a distraction his cock was, for now that she didn’t have it, the sharp pain of the butt plug was almost overwhelming.

  “Wait,” Hannah pleaded, lowering her head. Wyatt’s fingers were still entwined with her long strands, but she was able to move. “It’s too big.”

  “Baby doll, this is nothing compared to the size of our cocks,” Austin stated, more as a matter of fact than bragging. “This is the smallest plug that is made. Trust us, if you push back, it will slip right in.”

  “Trust me, that thing feels like a baseball bat,” Hannah said, irritated that they weren’t listening to her. “I don’t think I can do this.”