by Zoe Dakota
When she had, Hudson flicked her tongue across her clit again, and Lydia suddenly felt herself explode, pleasure rocketing through her with not much warning. Her hands closed around Hudson’s hair, hard, pulling at it, but the big man didn’t react, just kept licking until she was finished, rocking back and forth on Bryce’s cock, moaning like a lunatic. She came so hard she thought she might pass out, moaning and shouting, feeling as though lava was flowing up and through her.
Finally, he came up for air. He seemed about to say something, but instead Lydia reached forward and grabbed his cock with both hands, squeezing and pulling, working the length as best she could.
Hudson moaned and closed his eyes, his head back. He stepped toward her.
Lydia took his cock in her mouth, not thinking, wanting only to get as much of him as possible inside her, cramming him into her mouth until the head of his cock was at the back of her throat, pushing down on it, then pulling out, his shaft coming in and out of her mouth. She felt Bryce harden even more in her cunt, his rocking back and forth take on a new note of desperation.
She hoped he enjoyed watching.
Hudson leaked salty precum, Lydia licked it from the tip of his cock before wrapping her mouth around it again, hungrily.
Then, Bryce spoke up.
“I’m gonna cum just watching this,” he said.
Hudson stepped back, leaving Lydia’s mouth empty. Bryce lifted her and her cunt was suddenly a void, unfilled. For a moment, she didn’t know what was happening.
“Get back on the bed,” Bryce said.
She did. She’d have done nearly anything they said right then, and crawled onto the bed. Right away, she felt Hudson behind her, his hands gripping her thighs, his thumbs pressing into the soft flesh of her ass cheeks. She wasn’t sated yet, not at all, and she ached to be filled yet again, ached for pleasure to overtake her again.
“Fuck me,” she sighed.
He bent and kissed her between her shoulder blades, and then she felt him at her entrance, then inside her, slowly, almost hesitatingly. He was a little bigger than the other man, but also just felt so, so right — she was totally, completely filled, the pleasure so mind-bending she could barely think.
Where she’d sunk all of Bryce into her in one motion, Hudson went slowly, gradually, going further in with every thrust. Lydia felt like he was teasing her and she moved back against him, desperate to take him all in, to feel that full thickness again.
Then Bryce was there, kneeling in front of her on the bed, and without missing a beat, she reached for his cock and put it in her mouth. She moved back and forth between the two men, alternating filling her mouth and her cunt, between two rock-hard men. Bryce was leaking precum, the salty, musky taste delicious in her mouth.
“I’ve wanted to do this since you first came here,” Hudson groaned, behind her. He thrust into her hard, pushing her a little bit forward, her mouth full of Bryce. Bryce’s hand was on her head, gently, fingers in her hair.
“I can’t hold on for much longer,” Bryce said.
“Then come on back here,” Hudson said.
As Bryce pulled out, Lydia felt Hudson’s hand on her clit again, the little nub of flesh hard and ready, aching to be touched. As he did, she gasped, pressing herself back into him.
“Don’t stop,” she said. “I want to cum with you in me too.”
Hudson gripped her shoulder hard and rubbed her clit furiously, faster and faster, and in only a few seconds Lydia was coming again, feeling lightheaded, seeing stars as she screamed into the comforter on top of the bed. He grunted, driving himself into her.
“You better hurry up,” he said to Bryce, who was opened a drawer, spreading something on his own cock. “I can’t last long like this. She feels even better than I hoped.”
Without saying anything, Bryce positioned himself at Hudson’s back entrance, his tip seeking entry, and he pressed himself forward. Hudson had long years of practice and relaxed, letting the other man through, until Bryce was sunk balls-deep inside him.
“That good enough for you?” Bryce whispered into his ear.
Hudson just groaned, and began to thrust in and out of Lydia again.
Lydia had felt Hudson’s cock get even harder inside her, even as her cunt throbbed around him, ready to burst yet again. Then, slowly, he began fucking her, gently at first and then harder and harder. She looked over her shoulder at him, only to see Bryce’s head right over his shoulder, clearly fucking Hudson even as Hudson fucked her. She bit her lip and nearly came at the sight.
“I can’t last long like this,” moaned Hudson, the dual sensation of filling and being filled making him lightheaded, almost more pleasure than he could handle flooding through his body.
“Fuck me slow,” he gasped.
Bryce snaked one arm around the other man, holding them tight together.
“I’ll fuck you how I want,” he whispered.
Lydia heard him and swallowed. Every time Hudson thrust into her, there was an extra push when Bryce thrust into him in turn, almost like being fucked by both of them at once. She gripped the bed tight in both hands and tried to hold out, tried to make it last just a little bit longer, this mind-blowing pleasure.
Then she felt Bryce’s hand close around her hip, holding himself tight to Hudson and Hudson tight to her, grinding back and forth on her cunt, and she heard Bryce moan, an ecstatic sound unlike any she’d ever heard before.
“Oh,” she whispered, and then she came so hard she nearly blacked out. For long seconds Lydia knew nothing except for an explosion of pure color behind her eyes, and there was nothing in the universe besides her cunt and its double-fucked feeling as she felt each man thrust, one into her, one into the other man. She was coming too hard to move, even to think or speak, pure waves of pleasure washing over her entire body.
As soon as Lydia started coming, her cunt spasmed around Hudson, the muscles gripping him hard and sending him over the edge as well. “I’m coming,” he gasped, his hands digging into her as he emptied himself into the girl for so long he thought he might never stop. Then, he felt teeth on his shoulder and a big hand gripping his side as Bryce’s cock spasmed in his own ass, shooting its seed deep inside him.
Bryce couldn’t control himself: it felt so good he lost a sense of time or of how hard he was gripping Hudson. He thought he might wash away with pleasure and never come back down to earth.
Finally, after long moments, they separated. Lydia crawled the rest of the way onto the bed and the two men flopped on either side of her. She felt completely spent, like she might never be able to move again.
Lazily, Bryce put one hand on her stomach and let it lay there for long time. Then, he turned his head toward her.
“Don’t go,” he said. “I’m sorry.”
Lydia put her hand on his, rubbed it, and nodded.
Chapter Ten
When she woke up the next morning, she was snuggled in the center of the huge bed, naked between the two men. They were also naked, and the three were in a lazy pile of limbs, arms and legs casually thrown over one another. Neither of them looked awake yet, so she lay there, warm and happy, and watched the sun rise over the Front Range.
Slowly, the two men began stirring.
“Mmf,” said Hudson, burying his face in her neck. Bryce said nothing at all, just wrapped his arms around her, harder.
Lydia couldn’t remember the last time she’d felt this content. She wasn’t going to leave, that much was obvious, and it seemed like Bryce had calmed down a little bit. They were both adults, they could figure something out.
She stretched a little, the down comforter warm and heavy on her. Was she really getting so used to life at the ranch that she was awake before both of these cowboys?
Hudson slid one eye open and looked at her, tiredly.
They worked together a sleepy plan? Bryce and Hudson would go down to breakfast together, and distract Cecilia long enough for Lydia to sneak back into her room without arousing suspicion.
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Cecilia, obviously, knew the men were long-time lovers. She didn’t know that they were also both bisexual and pretty open-minded.
“So, it is an open secret that you’re together,” she said, watching Bryce pull on his jeans in the morning sunlight.
“It’s not that open,” he said.
“It’s only open-ish,” interjected Hudson.
“It’s definitely a secret that we had sex with you,” Bryce said.
Lydia understood, perfectly.
“See you again in ten minutes,” she said, swinging one leg out of the bed.
The floor in the bedroom was warm. A heated bedroom floor, she thought. This is the most amazing place I’ve ever been.
“Floor’s nice, huh,” said Hudson, watching her wiggle her toes against it.
Lydia just nodded.
When she got to breakfast, Hudson and Bryce were already sitting, just starting in on their breakfast.
“Late,” admonished Cecilia as Lydia poured herself some coffee. Cecilia handed her the cream, patting the girl on the arm.
“Sorry,” Lydia said. “I’m still not a morning person.”
She sat down at the table, looking at the two men, trying not to smile. Cecilia didn’t seem to have any suspicions. She put a plate down, piled with bacon and eggs and biscuits.
“You’re staying, yes?” she asked Lydia. “I heard you were thinking about leaving.”
“I’m staying,” said Lydia. “We worked it out.”
Cecilia beamed, patted her arm, and went back to the kitchen.
Bryce and Hudson exchanged a look with each other, and then with Lydia.
They both looked very, very pleased.
BONUS EXCERPT
West Texas Passion
Roxie Noir
“Okay,” Daniel said, his lips no more than a few inches from her ear. “Open.”
He took his hand away and Zoe blinked.
The view here was even more beautiful than the one from the office. They were up higher, for one thing, and she’d spent so long at the house that it was late afternoon, so the entire flat country was gold in the slanted sunlight, all the way to the horizon.
“It’s clear today,” he murmured, still close to her ear. “But you can see lightning from fifty miles away up here.”
“I bet it’s nice to snuggle down in bed and drink hot chocolate while it rains,” she said, turning her head a little toward his. Off to their left, behind them, was a massive all-white bed. Zoe couldn’t tell from where she was, but she was sure the bedding was exquisite.
“It’s very nice,” he said. Now he rested his chin on her shoulder and used his other hand to brush her hair away from her neck, his slight stubble scratching her.
I’m in his bedroom and we’re going to fuck, Zoe realized.
“Tell me about the stained glass,” she said, leaning back into him, just a little bit. It made up the upper parts of the windows, and the purple snowcapped mountains in the glass reflected their light all across the room.
“I’ve always loved the mountains,” he said. “But I didn’t end up there, so I settled for some stained glass.”
“I’m surprised you couldn’t get someone to just build you a mountain range out there,” Zoe said, gesturing.
Then there was a hand on her hip, its warmth permeating through her professional black pants. “There are limits to even a billion dollars,” he said. “And, believe it or not, Texas does have environmental regulations.”
She moved her face against his.
“Besides, I’ve got a place in Colorado, too,” he said.
“Of course you do,” she teased, and turned to face him.
Then, without warning, his mouth was on hers, warm and firm and needy, his hand on the back of her head, pressing her against him.
Zoe turned in his embrace so they were facing each other and, without even meaning to, clutched at the side of his torso, pulling him to her. His tongue was in her mouth, slipping through her lips and questing after hers. She met it, snaking their tongues together, her mind totally emptied of everything besides her pure, physical need, the heat between her legs.
He pulled back, breathing hard, his hand pressing her hard in the small of the back.
“We shouldn’t,” Zoe gasped. She made no move to leave.
“No,” he said. She felt his hand wrap itself in her hair. “Stay, though. I’ve never wanted someone like this.”
She swallowed and ran her hand down his torso, feeling the hard muscles even though his button-down shirt and below it, a massive erection straining at the material of his pants. A tiny voice in her head said he uses that line on everyone, I bet, but the rest of her didn’t give a damn.
Without answering, she undid the top button of his shirt, then the next, her fingers fumbling, until finally he let her go and tore the shirt open himself, buttons flying off at every angle.
Zoe gasped and stared. Suddenly, the area between her legs pounded and ached, and she felt herself go wet instantly as he shrugged off his shirt like it was nothing. Wordlessly, she caressed his chest, also covered in tattoos, the gears giving way to vines and wildlife, his body a canvas.
He tugged her shirt off, over her head, and Zoe undid her own bra without waiting, standing topless in front of him in a matter of seconds.
“You still think we shouldn’t?” he said, smiling and reaching down to caress one breast, pulling her to him with his other hand.
“Of course we shouldn’t,” said Zoe. She kissed a leaf on his chest, and he smelled warm and manly, just a hint of nice cologne. “This is wildly unethical.”
He slid one hand between her legs, outside her pants, just a little roughly, and then squeezed. Zoe let a small, involuntary moan. “Do you get especially wet when you do things you shouldn’t?” he asked.
“Find out,” Zoe said.
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