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by Dawn Ryder


  Cambria stopped and stared at her reflection in the bathroom mirror.

  “Oh Lord, girl…you’re in it now.”

  But the sight of her mud-covered face made her laugh. Dirt was swirled through her hair. It coated almost every inch of her skin and it was caked to the pair of shorts and tee shirt she was wearing. There was probably mud in places where mud just didn’t belong. But all the sight of her filthy body did was reinforce how much she enjoyed Dack and Logan. There wasn’t another pair of guys she could imagine playing with and then sharing passion with so completely.

  She was still in it deep though.

  In the shower, her mind turned it over and over but there was just no way to really think clearly about Dack or Logan. Bundle them together and she was lost. But just maybe that was all right.

  Yeah, it really was all right. After all, there was one thing that she’d learned from her mother and that was to savor love. Reaching for the soap, she started cleaning the mud off her skin because the night was young and she intended to get on with savoring Dack and Logan.

  * * * * *

  He was sweating.

  But Dack still smiled. A nervous little quiver raced through his body. Even the chilled water coming from the hose wasn’t enough to cool his cock down. The thing stubbornly stood at attention. The idea that Cambria was in his house flowed through his bloodstream, intoxicating him. He’d been ignoring his hard-on all afternoon because his heart had been captivated by the sight of her playing.

  “I know how you feel.”

  Logan’s voice was too low. Dack knew the tone. It was the same one the man used when they were fighting for their lives. He was serious and focused, the only difference was the target in question. In this case it was Cambria.

  “Yeah.”

  They stared at each other for a long moment, each adjusting to the natural instinct to fight over her. But the tension eased as there was a snap and crunch of gravel. Robyn walked down the front steps, ignoring them on her way to the cabin she shared with Jace and Nash. There was a happy lift to her shoulders and a smile on her face as she headed home for the evening.

  It wasn’t impossible. Dack felt that idea wash over him as he reached out to turn the hose off. They were both buck naked, their clothing tossed over the railing to drip-dry. The night air felt good against his skin. Clothing sounded like torture at the moment. He wanted to be pressed against Cambria, their skin sliding together as he sank his cock back inside her.

  “I’m going to bed early.” Logan announced his plan as he wiped the water off his head. He looked at the soap bar they kept on the railing for cleaning up after sliding and frowned. “We need to change the setup a little around here since we’ve got women here now.”

  Dack nodded as he began climbing the steps that led to the front door of his cabin. Most of his men didn’t give a rat’s ass over showering in the open. Robyn just didn’t watch. “I guess we know what we’re doing tomorrow morning.” He didn’t mind the work detail. In fact, it set a smile on his lips as he anticipated changing his mountaintop home to accommodate Cambria. He wanted to keep her. Use every possible way his mind could contrive to intertwine their lives so that she’d forget where they separated.

  The scent of food hit him as he opened the door and stepped into his office living room. There was a pop and sizzle from the kitchen along with music. It shocked him, because it had been a really long time since he’d turned the radio on. In fact he couldn’t recall the last time.

  “I’ve died and somehow made it to heaven. My mother will never believe I escaped hell.” Logan crossed himself before hurrying across the floor to cast puppy-dog eyes at Cambria.

  Sweet, going-to-drive-him-insane, Cambria. Wearing only a lace bra, matching thong and fuck-me pumps. Her body was rotating and swaying to the rhythm of some blues tune as she tended something frying in a large skillet.

  “Your spice collection stinks.” She purred her criticism as she rotated her hips around like a Tahitian native dancer.

  “I’ll fix that,” Logan answered as he reached for one of the two longneck beers that were waiting on the breakfast bar. Cambria turned her head and fluttered her eyelashes at him.

  “So sweet of you, baby.”

  She dished up two plates, serving them on the bar that connected with the kitchen. She eyed her two guests as they tucked into her cooking. The music kept her moving as Dack and Logan cleared their plates in a hurry. A naughty smile decorated her lips as she turned around to let them watch her wriggling backside.

  “Anyone craving dessert?” She pegged them with a long stare before sweeping Dack with her gaze.

  “Absolutely.” His voice had slipped into that Southern drawl again.

  “So sweet of you, to say you enjoy my cooking, baby.”

  He stood up, moving around into the kitchen. Cambria felt her body heat up as she looked at his cock again. Every inch of him was perfection. Hard and ultra-male. It was far more enticing than dinner. Dack moved with determination, his fingers brushing across her lower back until they found the clasp of her bra. With a snap, he separated the hooks and dragged it down her arms. He cupped each mound in his hands. Lifting her chin, she sighed as sensation raced through her.

  “There’s plenty of dessert right here.” Leaning over, he captured one hard nipple between his lips. Sucking it deep into his mouth, the tip of his tongue flickered across it as he cupped the rest of the breast, keeping it steady for his greedy mouth. “Hmm, just the way I like it.”

  He hooked an arm under her knees and swung her up against his chest. The hallway passed in a blur as Dack carried her to the large bed she’d blushed over. Logan followed them into the room, sending her into a firestorm of need.

  “Are you both staying?” She needed to know. Maybe it was because she’d thought about it so much, but the idea made her dizzy with anticipation.

  Dack placed her in the middle of the bed, his lips hovering an inch above her own. “That’s right, baby. Both of us. Think you can handle it?”

  Challenge coated his voice as the bed rocked with Logan’s body weight. Her second lover stroked her back, letting his fingers fan out over her shoulder blades. Reaching for Dack’s cock, she curled her fingers around the swollen length. He sucked in a harsh breath as their eyes remained locked together.

  “Bring…it…on.”

  She rose onto her knees to accept his challenge, pressing her body against his while Logan bumped up against her back. Keeping a hold of Dack’s cock, she worked her hand up and down it while his hands captured the back of her head. Tilting his head, he pressed his mouth tightly against hers, kissing her hard. He pressed her jaw open with the force of his kiss, thrusting his tongue into her mouth. Logan’s hands slipped around her body to cup each breast. There was a second cock behind her, bumping up against her bottom. Even though her clit burned with need, she felt the unmistakable need coming from her bottom to be penetrated as well.

  She didn’t bother to think about anything. Hunger and heat swirled through her as Dack broke their kiss. Pushing his chest away, she leaned down, and in the moment when he was trying to figure out what she was attempting to do. Cambria opened her mouth and sucked the head of his cock between her lips before he knew what was coming.

  “Oh Christ, Cambria. I’ll come in your mouth.”

  Releasing him, she leaned her head to the side to look at him. Her fingers kept working up and down his length. “Can’t a girl get a full meal in this place? I didn’t come here for a little blowjob appetizer. Guess I should have packed my toys.”

  Dismissing him, she opened her mouth and took his cock back inside, teasing it with her tongue. A gasp broke through her lips as Logan hooked her thighs and separated them. He placed her on her knees, but spread them wide. The bed rocked as he flipped over onto his back, placing his head between her open thighs.

  “I’m all the plaything you need, baby.”

  She gasped and lost her grip on Dack’s length as Logan cupped both sides
of her ass and pulled her down onto his mouth. The tip of his tongue found her slit, licking a path from her pussy opening to her clit. Pleasure spiked through her as his lips closed around her clit.

  “You seem to have lost your focus, baby.” Dack’s voice was gently mocking as he cupped the back of her neck. With gentle pressure, he urged her mouth back onto his cock. “We’ll see who loses the battle and comes first.”

  She growled around the head of his cock as she became determined to outlast him. The firm pressure around her clit was going to make that a hard goal to achieve. Opening her mouth, she renewed her attention on the hard flesh in her hands, licking the underside of the head as she worked the staff with her hands. Between her spread thighs, Logan steadily drove her insane with teasing flicks of his tongue over her clit. He didn’t rush her towards climax. It wouldn’t have been too hard to apply enough pressure to make her come.

  Instead he played with her. Teasing her clit first with the tip of his tongue and then lapping her with the flat portion. Sweat dotted her forehead as she resisted the urge to clamp his head between her thighs to increase the pressure. Pulling her head up, she gasped for a few deep breaths to steady her racing heart before sucking Dack’s cock back between her lips. He gasped above her, distracting her for a slim second.

  Logan left her clit and drew his tongue through the center of her slit, triggering a rush of need through her pussy. She was acutely conscious of how empty her sheath was. The tender opening begging for the touch of that velvet tip long before he arrived. A ragged groan made it past the cock in her mouth as Logan thrust his tongue up into her body. Need so strong, it sent a shiver along her legs, bit into her. But Dack shuddered as the sound waves rippled over his cock. She let another groan escape her throat as Logan continued to taunt her with the tip of his tongue. The hand on the back of her head gripped tighter as she dipped down to encase more of Dack’s length inside her mouth, her fingers working it faster.

  “That’s right, baby. Take me.” Dack’s voice was harsh and dangerous as his cock jerked in her mouth. His hips began small, tightly controlled thrusts towards her face as his cock began to pump hot seed into her mouth. She sucked harder, pulling it from his body as she listened to his harsh groans. The hand in her hair shook slightly as it began massaging her neck once his climax passed.

  “I haven’t come that fast since I was twenty.” He sounded almost angry that she’d succeeded in reducing him to ejaculation so fast. Raising her head, she stroked his cock a few last times before shivering as Logan renewed his assault on her spread slit. His tongue speared up into her pussy, tormenting her with a hint of what she craved. But it wasn’t nearly thick enough or long enough to pleasure her completely. Instead she whimpered, yearning for more but enjoying the stabbing, velvet penetration.

  The grip on her bottom released and a moment later, Logan flipped her onto her back in the center of the bed. Pushing her thighs wide, he looked up her body to lock stares with her.

  “Best part of being a team, means no one gets the jump on one of us, without the other dishing out payback in kind.” He thrust two thick fingers into her pussy as his eyes shimmered with determination. Dack pressed her shoulders back flat onto the mattress when she tried to sit up. She heard the faint, wet sound of her pussy being worked, as Logan smiled at her. “Now I’m going to eat your cream up, baby.”

  A hard shiver racked her body as he trailed his finger up her slit to her clit. The little button was pulsing with need, burning with desperation to be stroked hard enough to release the tension. Dack reached down to cup one of her breasts, adding the soft pinch of a nipple to the stimulation Logan applied to her clit. Her eyes closed tight as sensation began to rule her every thought. Her spine arched as she offered her hips to Logan. His hand slid back through her slick folds to her pussy, entering her body in quick thrusts. She worked her hips in time with his fingers, delight rising up into her belly.

  “That’s it, baby, work my fingers. Fuck them.”

  Hard demand coated his voice but she didn’t care. She needed to move. Needed to fall into the rhythm that would feed the need clawing away at her insides. Another pinch on her nipple and she cried out in desperation, unable to keep the sound sealed behind her lips.

  “Now give me your cream to eat.” Her growled softly, directly over her clit so that his breath grazed across the overstimulated nerve endings. Her belly quivered as another cry left her lips. She was gasping for every breath, pressing her lower body against his fingers, fucking his hand.

  His lips closed around her clit and she came. The climax was hard, biting into her and twisting her like a wet towel. It raced up into her pussy, the sheath contracting around his fingers as she strained upward, off the bed.

  “That’s a good girl.”

  She snarled at his mocking tone, baring her teeth at his smirking face. The look in his eyes was stone hard. Determination glittered there, promising her a hard ride from his unsatisfied cock. He liked it that way though. She witnessed that fact in his eyes. His fingers were still inside her body, just resting for the moment as he locked stares with her.

  Removing his fingers from her body, he pushed back onto his haunches, his cock springing up swollen and stiff with demand. “Now, I’m going to take you.”

  As much as she detested the arrogant tone of his voice, she craved his touch as well as Dack’s. In a fashion, she wasn’t complete without both of them. “I agree.”

  Dack turned her head, his eyes glossy with emotion. Her heart filled in that moment as he leaned down to kiss her. It wasn’t hard. He pressed his mouth against hers in a soft merging of lips that send a warm flow of contentment through her. The bed moved as Logan stood up and Dack raised his head. Heat filled his eyes as he stroked her cheek. “I don’t give a damn how politically incorrect it is. Watching Logan eat you out turns me on.”

  She shivered in response as her eyes traveled away from his face to his cock. It stood at attention, swollen and promising. He gripped her shoulder and pushed her over onto her belly. Cupping her chin, Dack raised her up until she was perched on all fours. Dack’s eyes flickered with hard determination. “This time, I’m going to enjoy a long fuck inside your sweet pussy before I let you take command of me again.”

  “We’ll just see about that.”

  Dack laughed at her. He followed her into the center of the bed, flopping onto his back so that he could get beneath her body and cup her breasts. “I love your tits.” Working his fingers around the twin globes, he stretched his neck up to suck one nipple.

  Pleasure moved across her skin as Logan’s hands cupped each of her hips. He placed a hard kiss against her neck as she felt the thrust of his cock against her bottom. The head of it was already slick, telling her that he donned a lubricated condom.

  “I’m going to fuck your ass again.” Logan’s words were low and primal, touching off a hard jolt of need. Her pussy was still unsatisfied, her first climax only releasing the tension in her clit. She craved penetration and hard male flesh stretching her completely. She wanted to be full.

  “Talk…talk…talk.” She gasped when Logan bit her, a sharp little pain zipping down to fuel the fire burning in her bottom. But she wasn’t impressed by his reprimand. Tossing her head, she rotated her bottom, pressing it against his cock.

  “You’re worse than an old woman with all your gabbing.”

  A hard smack landed on her bottom. She gasped and snarled, bringing her hands up to push them both away from her.

  “No one spanks me!”

  Dack grabbed her arms as he sat up and pulled her across his thighs in response. “You need to remember who your true masters are, baby.”

  “You two are full of shit!” She cussed as Logan hooked an arm around her hips and delivered another slap to her ass. She sucked in a hard breath as the sharp sting raced into her bottom, flaring up the need eating her. The hard bodies holding her prisoner turned up the heat, triggering some primitive enjoyment that was lurking deep inside her b
rain.

  “Oh now, was that a ripple of enjoyment?” Logan was smirking behind her. She could hear it in his voice. “I must admit, I love smacking this ass. Almost as much as I enjoy sinking my cock into it.” His hand descended half a dozen times, raining fire across her skin and need inside her belly. A moan pushed past her lips in spite of her pride’s attempt to contain it.

  Logan smacked her ass in response. “That’s right, baby. You hate it but your body loves the way I take it.” Another pair of smacks drew a whimper from her as the need for penetration became so pressing she wasn’t sure her heart could take the strain of waiting much longer.

  “Get on with the fucking—if you’ve got the cock for it, that is!”

  “We’ve got all the cock you need.” Dack snarled at her as he released her and reached for a condom. At the same time, she felt the smooth glide of lubricant against her bottom. Logan pressed the tube right against her back entrance and squeezed the slick gel into her ass. She shivered as sensation tore through her. The edge of domination made her even more needy. Almost as if she couldn’t give up anal sex to any man who didn’t prove himself to her first. It wasn’t something she thought about, it was something she felt in her gut.

  Logan thrust two thick fingers into her bottom and she groaned as it triggered a rush of sensation that raised gooseflesh along her arms and legs. She trembled, her knees slipping as she fought to maintain her balance.

  “That’s it, isn’t it?” He pumped his fingers in and out of her ass, making sure the gel was completely spread over the tender skin.

  “No it isn’t. I want a whole lot more.” Her voice was husky with the demand. Dack cupped her chin and stared into her eyes.

  “So ask him to fuck you.”

  She snarled at him instead. “If you’re not man enough to take it, forget it.” She meant it too. “Begging is for submissives. I’m not that kind of girl.”

  Logan grasped her hips and pressed the head of his cock against her back entrance. “No, you’re not. That’s what I love about you.” He pressed forward, his thick erection stretching her. He was almost too much for her to take, the skin smarting as it was separated by his cock. But her belly twisted with excitement as she took a deep breath, forcing her body to relax.

 

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