Aubrey waved the thanks away. “Alex and Mason really needed the help, so you’re doing them a favor really.”
Sophie sipped her iced tea. “Right. I’m doing them a favor. If you say so.”
“I say so.” Aubrey raised her eyebrows. “So, what do you think of Alex and Mason McLean? They’re wonderful men, honest and hardworking. They think a lot of you, Soph.”
Sophie’s face turned red. “They do seem to be good men.” She looked around them and lowered her voice. “Do they really do everything together?”
“They do. Trust me when I tell you it’s awesome. Mind-blowing. Once you go ménage, you never go back.”
Sophie shook her head. “I don’t want one man, let alone two. I don’t even know how long I’ll be able to stay. If I have to leave, I promise I’ll keep in touch. Somehow.”
“No way. You’re not letting that asshole run you off. Alex and Mason will protect you, along with my two men. Hell, I’ll get the Baldwins to protect you, too. No one is going to let anything happen to you anymore.” She squeezed Sophie’s hand. “I know life has been tough on you these last years. I wish you had come here earlier. Things are different here. Men really take this protecting women shit seriously. It drives me crazy sometimes, like now, but in a situation like yours, it’s the thing you’ve needed. You’re going to be safe here.”
Sophie shivered. “I don’t feel safe anywhere.”
“Give it time, and give Alex and Mason a chance. I can tell they’re attracted to you. You could do a lot worse.”
The corner of Sophie’s mouth turned up. “I have done a lot worse. What I really need is peace. I just want some peace in my life, Aubrey.”
The waitress placed the fudge pie in front of them with two forks. Aubrey handed one to Sophie.
“The best cure for what ails you. Chocolate. I should know. I’ve eaten a ton of it the last ten years. Those men have been a handful.”
Sophie bit into the rich pie and hummed in appreciation. “What do your men do that’s so bad?”
Aubrey swallowed her bite of chocolate heaven. “After talking to you, I realize my men weren’t bad, just annoying and childish. Comparatively, I’ve had it pretty good. They just didn’t want to grow up. You know, get married, have kids. That kind of stuff. Until recently, they spent quite a bit of time at the Bandit, drinking and playing poker.”
“Do they get drunk a lot?”
Aubrey shook her head. “Rarely, actually, although I know it was tough getting up before dawn and doing ranch work when they’d gotten to bed only a few hours before. Personally, I never felt sorry for them. I figured they brought it on themselves and deserved it. I think they’ve slept more this week than the last six months combined.”
“They probably needed the rest. I know Alex and Mason work hard. I’ve never seen two men work more than they do.”
Aubrey laid down her fork with a sigh. “See, you do like them.”
“I admire their work ethic. It doesn’t mean anything more. Besides, I’ve known them less than a week.”
“McLean men don’t let the grass grow under their feet once they decide something.”
Sophie arched an eyebrow. “How long did you say you’d been dating your men?”
Aubrey rolled her eyes. “Ten years.”
Sophie smiled. “Then I think I have plenty of time to figure things out.”
“Point taken. Just give them a chance, okay?”
“I’ll think about it.” Sophie pointed to the door. “Looks like your cowboy is here to pick you up.”
Noah was loitering outside the door of the pizza parlor trying to look inconspicuous but could be seen clearly through the large front window. Their table was right in front of the restaurant and Aubrey couldn’t stop herself from admiring Noah’s wide shoulders in his heavy coat. Her men were sexy.
But currently cold. Noah’s cheeks were red from walking down Sanctuary Boulevard. He’d parked there before going off to run his errands, which probably included a quick lunch at the cafe.
She rapped on the window with her knuckles, and Noah turned around with surprise and a grin. She held up two fingers as she reached for her coat and purse, laying a few bills down on the check.
Sophie reached inside her purse, but Aubrey stopped her. “It’s my treat. I invited you.”
“It’s not right you should pay for all of us.”
“Once you get settled, you can take me to lunch. Let me. Please.”
Sophie seemed to think about it and then smiled. “Okay, thank you. I’ll call you in a couple of days.”
“If you don’t, I’ll call you. In fact, let’s call each other every day. I don’t want to lose touch with you again.”
“I don’t want to lose touch with you either. This town is the best place we’ve ever lived. I’d hate to have to leave it.”
They both walked out into the cold and Sophie bustled off to meet Alice at the store. Noah grabbed Aubrey’s hand and they started down the street to where the truck was parked.
“Noah, we need to make sure Sophie stays in Sanctuary. We need to make sure she stays safe here. Can you talk to Alex and Mason for me?”
“I will, but I don’t think you need to worry about that, babe. My brothers appear to be extremely protective of your cousin. They’re not going to let anything happen to her. I guarantee it.”
“McLean men in action. You’d lock me in the house if you could.”
Noah leered. “More like we’d tie you to the bed. Speaking of which, let’s get you home so I can finish the chores. We’ve got some fun planned tonight.”
Aubrey felt a zing of pleasure run up her spine. She’d missed being with her men this week and was looking forward to tonight. She was planning on being extra bratty to get a few punishments.
“I have a few things planned, too.”
Noah chuckled as he helped her into the truck. “That’s what I love about you, babe. Your mind.”
Yes, she had a very dirty mind, and today it only had one thing on it.
* * * *
“Hey, I didn’t expect to see you here tonight.” Aaron smiled at Aubrey from behind the bar. The music from the hidden speakers matched her accelerating heartbeat. Her body was already humming with anticipation of what her men had in store for her tonight.
“I’ve made a miraculous recovery.”
“She’s been a very good girl this week. She deserved a night out.” Riley came up behind her and put his arm around her shoulders. She shivered as the warmth and heavy weight sent arrows of arousal straight to her cunt. She was already starting to drip honey onto her bare thighs. Noah hadn’t allowed any panties tonight, so she was bare beneath the black vinyl skirt. She’d originally had on a matching vinyl vest, but Riley had vetoed it and instead put her in a sheer black lace blouse with butterfly sleeves and nothing underneath. She’d been unsure about her round breasts being unfettered but had to admit the freedom felt fantastic. She cursed the underwire in her bras on a daily basis.
“A very good girl,” Noah concurred. He gave her a sexy smile that promised pleasure and sin, and her pussy tingled in response.
“What can I get you? Coke for Aubrey?”
“Three Cokes.” Riley held up three fingers, his gaze roaming over the crowd. “Wow, you’re packed tonight.”
Aaron grinned, lining up the three glasses on the bar. “The temperature gets above freezing and everyone thinks it’s spring.”
Aubrey shivered. “It’s still cold out there.”
Riley laughed. “Agreed. It didn’t feel much warmer today, no matter what the thermostat said.”
Aaron laughed. “Tyler told me today that he wanted to go swimming. I think he’s ready for summer.”
“Summers are pretty short in Montana. Where are you taking him for summer vacation?” Aubrey sipped her soda.
“Disney World.” Aaron groaned at Aubrey’s smile of delight. “I should make you come along and help me deal with his tantrums, the heat, and the crowds.”
“I’d love to go.” Aubrey hadn’t ever been to Disney but had heard so much about it. She’d always wanted to visit.
“Maybe we all can go,” Riley said, and Aubrey almost choked on her drink.
“You? Go to Disney?”
Riley grinned. “It’s supposed to be the happiest place on earth. Why not? It sounds like fun. I know you’ve been wanting to go.”
She’d wanted to go for summer vacation for several years but had let Riley and Noah talk her into camping trips in Yellowstone and Yosemite. They’d also taken several trips to Las Vegas that would live long in her memory. Not for the best of reasons.
“The last time I brought it up you didn’t seem very enthusiastic.”
Riley nodded to Noah. “We’ve changed. We’d love to take you to Disney during your summer vacation.”
Aubrey laughed. “I’m going to take you up on that. I’ll start making reservations before you change your mind.”
“We won’t.” Noah smiled before turning back to Aaron. “Listen, Aaron, we want to apologize again. We’re really sorry, and it shouldn’t have happened.”
“Apology accepted. I got your check and one from Eric and Matt, as well. Although, personally, I thought their friend should have been the one paying. He was the one being a drunk asshole from what I was told.”
“I promise you, that’s the last time we’ll need to apologize to you. We’re reformed,” Riley declared.
“Hey, boss. Thanks for covering for me.” Tom slid behind the bar and gave Aubrey a big smile. “Hey, Aubrey. How are you doing?”
Riley and Noah immediately closed ranks, one on each side of her, with Riley slightly in front. “She’s doing fine.”
She rolled her eyes and peeked out around his large frame. Not greeting Tom would be impolite. She’d been brought up too well to ignore him. “Hi, Tom.”
Tom’s eyes gleamed as he took in her skimpy outfit. “Looking good tonight.”
This time Riley moved completely in front of her, blocking Tom’s view. She was annoyed and relieved at the same time. She wasn’t fond of the way Tom was looking at her, but she didn’t like her men thinking she couldn’t take care of herself. She pushed on Riley’s back.
“Why don’t we go back into the club? Please, Master Riley?”
She felt his muscles relax under her palms. “Good idea, sub. Let’s go.”
She let Riley lead her down the long hallway, past the heavy curtain, and into the bowels of the club. Noah followed closely behind, and she felt almost heady at the sounds and smells curling around her. Noah’s hands closed over her shoulders. “Look at our pretty sub, bro. She’s already starting to head into subspace. The minute we came back here her shoulders relaxed and her breathing slowed down. Such a good girl.”
Noah nuzzled her neck, and she leaned back against him, letting her entire body unkink, the muscles that had been knotted in her neck unfurling. She loved handing them control, letting her mind clear.
Riley winked at her. “I know just how to reward such good behavior. Just a little further.”
Her heart began to accelerate, and her pussy clenched as she realized where they were headed. Riley bounded up the three steps to the small dais in the back corner and dropped the toy bag.
“Strip, sub.”
She trembled in anticipation. They were going to use the sex swing tonight, something they hadn’t used in a long time. Her fingers plucked at the buttons of her blouse, stripping it quickly before pushing her short skirt down her shaking legs. She placed her clothes in Riley’s outstretched hand and let Noah guide her to the swing he’d lowered into position. She sat down, and Noah pressed her back so she was lying in the swing looking up at the ceiling. Noah fastened her ankles into place, wrapping padding around her sore ankle, while Riley worked on her wrists. In moments, she was helpless, her legs in the air and spread wide, her pussy on display.
Noah’s callused finger traced the folds of her cunt before pressing inside of her, wrenching a moan from her lips. “She’s already soaking wet for us. She wants to be fucked badly. Don’t you, sub?”
“Yes, Master Noah. Please fuck me.”
“Don’t worry we will. You’re such a good girl. Not yet, though. We have other things planned first.”
Those other things were clear as Riley folded back the portion of the swing supporting her head so she was looking at him, but upside down. He unbuttoned his fly, and his thick cock sprung free, already red and leaking pre-cum. She licked her lips and opened her mouth as Noah adjusted the height on the swing so Riley’s cock slid into her mouth and down her throat effortlessly. He fucked her slowly, his cock sliding over her tongue. She tightened her lips, but he pulled back, his cock hovering over her hungry mouth. If she tried, she could almost stretch out her tongue and lick him.
“Easy, baby. This is just foreplay, not the main event. I’m going to come in your hot pussy tonight. Noah, show our girl this is only an appetizer.”
“Love to.”
She groaned and shuddered as Noah’s tongue flicked over her swollen clit but then danced off before returning, never giving her enough to go over. She grabbed the swing ropes with her hands, her grip tightening in frustration. Begging crossed her mind, but her men were in a playful mood. They might keep her on the edge all night if she opened her mouth to plead her case. She steeled herself for the onslaught on her senses. Noah’s silky hair was brushing the sensitive skin on the inside of her thighs, the air filled with the smell of leather, rope, and sex. She wanted to reach out and run her hands over his hair and skin, but her wrists were firmly fastened to the swing.
Her lips were pressed together to keep from begging, but Riley’s cock pushed against them for entrance and she opened gratefully, letting his huge cock keep her silent. He reached down and played with her nipples, getting them hard and taut with his rough fingers. She hovered on the edge of orgasm, waiting, drifting on a silvery cloud of pleasure.
Riley pulled from her mouth just as Noah’s lips closed over her clit, his teeth rough. She screamed their names as her climax rolled through her, upending her and sending her reeling through the heavens. Panting, she came back to earth reluctantly, wanting to stay in her own special world. Noah kissed her inner thigh.
“Good girl. You came hard for us. How about another reward?”
Riley had rolled the swing material back under her head so her neck was supported, and she relaxed into the restraints. She didn’t have anything to think about at the moment. No decisions to make, nothing to worry about. She could let her mind empty and simply feel the pleasure her men brought her.
Noah disappeared from her sight for a moment and came back holding her favorite deerskin flogger. He gave her an evil grin.
“Do you want this, baby? Ask for it, if you do.”
“Oh God, please, please.”
Riley chuckled, leaning over her head, his hands playing with her nipples.
“You can just call us Master, baby. No need to call us God.”
She would have laughed, but Noah was swishing the flogger all over her quivering flesh, sending tingles straight to her clit and starting her on another climb to release. Riley leaned back and Noah brushed the strands over her breasts and Aubrey arched her back as much as she could to invite more teasing. Noah granted her wish and teased her taut nipples until she thrashed her head back and forth, pulling at the restraints.
He stopped her movements with a flick of his wrist, snapping the flogger on her tender inner thigh. She yelped as he quickly repeated the motion up and down both thighs, a few strands smacking her swollen cunt and clit. Her pussy tightened, and she could feel her blood pulsing through her body as he moved the flogger up to her belly and breasts. The mop-like strands snapped her skin hard enough to make it pink but not hard enough to cause any real pain. Noah was like an artist, the flogger his paintbrush. Her skin was his willing canvas, and her moans and sighs urged him to continue until she was trembling on the brink of orgasm, begging for his cock thr
ough dry lips.
He dropped the flogger, unzipped his fly, and reached for a condom, rolling it over his reddish-purple mushroom head and down the shaft while Riley adjusted the height of the swing. Her pussy was lined up perfectly with Noah’s cock, and he pressed in slowly, his eyes a dark blue, almost black with passion. His gaze caught hers and never let go as he slowly, inexorably filled her cunt with his cock until he bumped her cervix. She groaned in response to the arrow of pleasure that shot straight to her clit.
“We’re going to take this slow, babe. No hurry tonight. I’m in control, sub. I’ll do this just as I want, how I want. You have nothing to do but lie back and take my cock.”
Noah started moving, slow, controlled thrusts that made her want to scream with pleasure and frustration. Each time he filled her, he rubbed against her clit, sending spasms of arousal straight to her fingers and toes. Riley plucked at her nipples and nibbled at her lips, jaw, and ear as Noah’s cock rubbed her G-spot as steadily as a metronome. She bit down on her lip, determined to submit to Noah’s will. If he wanted to make them both wait, she would damn well take it. He had to be in as much pain or more than she was. His face was a mask of intensity, his eyes never leaving hers. When Noah was in Master mode, he was formidable and hot as hell.
He picked up speed, his breathing ragged, his hands tightening on her hips. His head fell back, the veins on his neck in stark relief, his teeth gritted as he fought for control over his body. She marveled as his spirit won each battle but knew his body would win the war in the end.
Her name fell from his lips, and his cock swelled inside her when he finally gave in to the pleasure. He ground his groin against her clit, and she shot over the precipice with him, her body shaking in the restraints as wave after wave hit her. He leaned over and captured her lips with his in a searing kiss that seemed to go on forever. When he finally pulled away she wanted to protest, but Riley was there thrusting into her before she had a chance to catch her breath.
“Did you like it slow, babe? We’re going fast and hard here. I’m going to ride this pussy, and you’re going to love every minute of it. I know I’m going to.”
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