Mountain Delights

by Vanessa Vale

  “She is,” Cy explained.

  Mac paused, glanced between the two of us, the way Cy was holding me in a blatantly possessive way. “Both of you? Totally works for me.” He grinned, then nodded, as if that was that. “I’ve got to order the alternator, so it will be a few days. I’ve got your number when I have an update.”

  “Thanks,” I replied, not sure what else to say. Mac didn’t require more of an explanation, and if he did, what would I say? It was fun fucking two guys at once? I loved getting double the dick?

  He and Cy said their goodbyes, and Mac went out into the service bay, leaving us alone in the waiting area.

  Cy leaned down, set his hands on my shoulders so we were eye level. “I’m so fucking sorry, sweetheart.”

  I frowned at him, confused. “For what? It wasn’t your fault my car broke down.”

  “Good thing you’ve got Lucas, too, because I was a dipshit. I didn’t even think to give you my number. You were out there alone... fuck.” He leaned forward, setting his forehead to mine. “There is a killer on the loose,” he snapped, but the tone didn’t faze me. He wasn’t mad at me. He was mad at himself.

  I hadn’t thought of that. I should have, because of Lucas. And Cy. God, it should have been in the front of my mind all the time. Hell, I’d gotten in a tow truck with a stranger who could be a murderer. Anyone in town could have done it, and I hadn’t even thought about my safety for one second. But Cy had. Lucas, too, by ensuring Cy was with me while he was gone.

  “Hey,” I murmured. When he didn’t meet my gaze, I set my hands on his forearms. “Cy, I’m okay. I wasn’t out there long.”

  “You shouldn’t have been stuck out there at all. It’s my job to keep you safe, and I didn’t do it.”

  He meant what he said. Deep down. Like… a core belief of his that it was now his job to protect me. God, was it because of his dad, how he’d ditched his mom? Something broke for him inside me. I longed to take away his hurt.

  “I wasn’t there for you.”

  “You’re here now,” I said. “The second you heard, you came.”

  He nodded, rubbing the pad of his thumb back and forth over my lower lip.

  Grabbing his face, I pulled him in for a kiss. Screw the thumb brush thing. It was gentle at first, soothing him and proving that I was fine. Then it turned fierce, because I wanted to show him how much I appreciated his concern, but also so he knew I was fine. That I was in front of him, kissing him. I felt instantly at ease knowing he was there for me, that it seemed, he always would be. I felt I could trust him, and not just with my body. I couldn’t avoid it any longer. My heart was involved now, too. That quickly, just one day, and I was in love with two men.

  Shit. How was I going to leave them? How would I survive when they were done with me?

  A door opened behind me and a throat cleared. I pulled back, blushed furiously.

  Mac grinned at us, a mix of sheepish and sly at catching us. “Sorry, needed to get some paperwork.”

  He grabbed it off the counter and left us alone once again.

  We’d been caught. God, tongues had been involved and lots of groping, Cy’s hand was still on my ass.

  I licked my lips. I tried to catch my breath, but all I wanted to do was climb him like a tree. We’d just been blatantly reminded we were in an auto shop, not his bedroom.

  “You’re blushing,” Cy murmured. He didn’t seem the least bit bothered by being caught out. We weren’t sixteen, but still… “You’ve got two men fucking you and you’re a little embarrassed by Mac seeing us together?”

  I frowned. “It doesn’t bother you that Mac saw us?”

  “Me, kissing you? Fine.” He spanked my ass, not hard, but a reminder. “He knows you’re off limits. But naked? Hell, no. Hearing you come? Hell, no. I have to admit my inner caveman liked showing you off.”

  I had to admit I wanted him to grab me by the hair and drag me back to his cave.

  “Let’s get out of here,” he said, reaching down for my hand and leading me out to his truck. “I have plans for you. Without Mac watching.”

  Worked for me.

  9

  CY

  * * *

  “This feels so good,” she moaned.

  Fuck, that kind of sound, and those words, should have been because I was balls deep inside her. But no, I wasn’t even touching her. She was naked and she was turning me the fuck on.

  “I figured you might be a little sore,” I replied, climbing into the hot tub and settling next to her. It was dark and I had no outdoor lights on, only the light of the moon brightened my back deck.

  I’d driven her back to the ranch and suggested a dip in the spa I’d put in two years earlier. It was off the back deck with nothing but the prairie beyond. No other houses were around for miles. The sky was pitch black without any light pollution and the stars were a spray of light. I hadn’t shared it with anyone, until now.

  She opened her eyes and gave me a satisfied smile. Fuck, I loved having a wet, sexy, naked woman in here with me. Specifically, Hailey. Her hair, pulled up in a sloppy bun, curled from the humidity. Her cheeks were flushed and her tits bobbed along the surface. I was hard just looking at her. And that kiss earlier… I’d been good and restrained myself. I wasn’t kidding about her possibly being sore. Neither Lucas nor I had small dicks. We had plenty to keep Hailey satisfied, but until she got used to it, no doubt she needed a little break.

  A little one, because the second she said she was good to go, I’d be right back in her. Her pussy was my new favorite place.

  “I am,” she admitted. “When I imagined being with two men, I didn’t consider how voracious you’d be.”

  “Us?” I asked, settling my arms along the side of the tub. “You’ve come the most out of all of us.”

  She didn’t reply, just closed her eyes again and settled into the hot water. I just looked at her. Even in the moonlight, I saw the freckles on her nose, the little scar by her eyebrow, her full lips.

  I ran my hand over the back of my neck, remembering the way they’d stretched wide around my cock. I wasn’t fucking her in the hot tub. It was way too hot. My dick didn’t agree, but he wasn’t in charge.

  Neither was Hailey.

  “Did you always want two men?” I asked.

  She didn’t open her eyes when she answered, but the water stirred when she lifted a shoulder. “I love reading romance books with two heroes. I guess that was a sign, getting hot for the books I read. I never imagined that happening to me in real life. Until Lucas.”

  “He just outright said he wanted to share you with me?”

  Now she looked my way. Those blue eyes were soft, relaxed. Good.

  “Lucas is a little kinky,” she said. “So am I. We found that out pretty fast, our fucking getting wilder each time.”

  “Go on,” I prodded when she got quiet.

  “One time, he fucked me and played with my ass at the same time.”

  My dick was so hard right now, it was almost impossible not to lift her onto the edge of the hot tub, part her thighs and sink into her.

  But no. Instead, I asked, “What, he finger fucked that tight hole?”

  She nodded. A tendril of hair slipped from her bun and the end floated on the water. “He asked if I ever thought about having two cocks in me at the same time. I couldn’t hide my interest in his question.”

  “You mean you got wet all over him.”

  “Oh yeah. After, well, we talked about it. I admitted the idea made me really hot. He’d said if I wanted, he’d share me with his best friend.”

  “Me.”

  She slid across the hot tub’s bench seat to be closer. “You know the rest.”

  “Did Lucas know you needed to submit?”

  She looked down into the water. Clearly, this was something new for her. I’d brought out a kink she may not have known she had, or perhaps thought about but had never done.

  “Look at me, sweetheart.”

  Her eyes met mine.


  “Lucas will fuck you good and hard, but he won’t be able to dominate you like I can. He won’t get you on your knees at the door waiting for him when he comes home from a trip. He won’t get your ass lit up in punishment, or even for the hell of it. He’s just too damned nice.”

  When she opened her mouth to reply, I cut her off. “That’s why he wanted me in the mix, because I can give you what he can’t. I can give you what you’ve been missing, what you need.”

  I was learning pretty quickly what that was and it filled something in me, too. While she beautifully handed over her power to me, I took it as a gift. I dominated her only because she chose to submit, and it was a beautiful thing. I needed that control, that power exchange, because when my life was spinning out of control, it was one thing I could count on. I could be there for Hailey, give her what she needed even when she might not realize she needed something. For as long as she’d be around.

  She turned so she was on her knees facing me. Her breasts came out of the water, dripping with water. The nipples were soft, plump tips from the heat.

  I groaned.

  “I need right now,” she said, her voice breathy and like a fucking porn star.

  “You’re not sore?”

  Biting her lip, she shook her head. “I… I ache.”

  Oh shit.

  “You have a greedy pussy, don’t you?”

  “Oh yes,” she quickly agreed.

  “Who’s in charge of that pussy, sweetheart? Do you decide when it gets fucked?”

  When she shook her head, the tendril of hair clung to her long neck. “No.”

  “No, what?” I asked, making my voice have that edge of stern authority so she knew we were playing.

  She blinked, wet her lips, then said, “No, sir.”

  Oh fuck. Why did that sound so damned good?”

  “Yet you’re so desperate for my dick that you’ll beg anyway.”

  This was all foreplay. Talking dirty with her, starting things off so she knew I wasn’t going to be gentle with her. I wasn’t Lucas. Right now, she didn’t want him. She wanted me.

  “Please,” she whispered.

  I looked her over, took in the hooded eyes, the flushed cheeks, the wild hair. Her fucking luscious nipples. I almost gave in. But then I’d get what I wanted and not what she needed.

  Hailey came first. Always.

  “All right. You’ll get me inside you, but after your spanking. Naughty girls who beg get fucked with a red, sore ass. Go to my bedroom and lean over the bed, feet on the floor.”

  She looked at me for a moment, then stood, the water sluicing down her toned, firm body.

  Fuck, I could come from just looking at her. Now I had to spank her ass before I took her. My dick would have to deal.

  Climbing out, she took two steps, then screamed.

  Panicked, I stood up in the tub, looked for what freaked her out. My rifle was by the front door, dammit. I had a second to process the possibilities. She stepped on a nail. She kicked a loose deck board and hurt her foot. Someone was in the house.

  It was none of that.

  It was a fucking skunk, just off the deck and in the grass. Less than ten feet from Hailey. I was only a few feet farther away.

  “A skunk!” she said, freaking out, backing up slowly, as if seeing a bear or something fierce.

  The black and white bugger was just as surprised to see us as we were to see him. I’d never seen one this close to the house before, but Jesus, this was bad. In a way, I’d rather see a bear.

  I hopped out of the tub and pulled her into me. “Quiet, we don’t want to get—”

  The sentence wasn’t finished before the skunk sprayed. Hailey screamed, I shouted and we both ran away from the animal. It was too late.

  We were both swearing, gasping. When I was a kid, one of my grandparents’ dogs got sprayed by a skunk, a direct hit. We weren’t covered, but the smell, fuck. It was in my nostrils, in my mouth. I watched as the skunk ran off, but the damage was done.

  Holy. Fuck.

  “Don’t go inside!” I shouted, not wanting Hailey to take the stench into the house.

  “Cy, we’re naked and wet and we smeeeeeelllll!” she screeched.

  At least we’d been in the hot tub long enough so we weren’t cold. But we soon would be.

  “Come with me,” I said, taking her hand again and trying not to gag at the stench of us, hoping she really wouldn’t puke, because if she did, I would. I led her around the house—away from the skunk—and to the garage, which wasn’t attached to the house. I opened the side door, which was never locked, and went inside. I found a clean horse blanket and gave it to Hailey.

  “Okay, we need to go inside and at least get a phone so we can look up what to use to get rid of the smell.”

  She nodded, wild-eyed. Any thoughts of fucking were long gone. From now on, if I needed to will a hard-on away, I’d think of a skunk.

  “We might puke, but we’ll get through this. Together.”

  With her wrapped in a blanket—one that I’d be sure to throw out once we started getting cleaned up—we headed to the laundry room door. Thank fuck, my grandmother had been smart enough to put an outside entry into the room so that after a long day working the land, my grandfather wouldn’t have to traipse through the house all muddy and smelling like cows with his dirty clothes.

  I dashed into the kitchen, grabbed my phone and returned, shutting the door to the laundry room behind me to keep our stench in, then did a search as Hailey tried to scrub her hands and arms with the soap at the utility sink.

  “It says to use hydrogen peroxide, baking soda and dish soap,” I said, reading the small screen. “I’ve got all that. Thank fuck.”

  Hailey looked up at me. Miserable. We smelled so fucking bad. “I’m never going outside again,” she moaned.

  As I looked in the under-sink cabinet for the hydrogen peroxide, I had to agree with her. This was not how I’d imagined the two of us getting to know each other. I’d wanted her naked and wet, but not like this.

  LUCAS

  * * *

  I pulled up in front of Cy’s house, weary as hell. I smelled, needed a shave and eight hours of sleep in an actual bed. One that had Hailey in it. Naked would be preferable.

  But I didn’t see her old SUV. She’d been living with me while being in Cutthroat, and I’d driven by my place first. I’d assumed she’d be here with Cy, but I wasn’t driving back to town now. I’d crash in one of the empty bedrooms here at the ranch.

  The group I’d led had been up at dawn to hike out, and by the time everyone had left the warehouse, a successful trip done, it was after ten. Maybe Cy and Hailey had gone out for breakfast, but I couldn’t imagine Cy letting Hailey drive her SUV. As if.

  I went inside, paused. All was quiet. I went down the hall to Cy’s room to see if they were sleeping in, but the bed was empty. Where the hell were they? The kitchen window over the sink was open, even though the morning air still had a sharp bite to it. The faint scent of skunk lingered, so I had to wonder if they’d opened it in the middle of the night to get fresh air and forgot about it.

  Whatever. I went to the window, closed it.

  I trudged to the bathroom Cy used on the main floor, stripped and took a Navy shower, soaped, rinsed and out in two minutes, too tired to stay in longer, even though the hot water felt fabulous.

  I grabbed clean boxers from my bag and went upstairs to one of the empty bedrooms. I stopped in my tracks just inside the doorway. Cy and Hailey were in the bed, out cold, the sheets a tangle about them. Hailey’s hair was a wild snarl around her head and she wore one of Cy’s t-shirts. Cy was in boxers.

  Why were they up here and not in Cy’s room?

  If they were sleeping this late, I had to wonder what they did all night. My dick hardened and tented my boxers. Cy had done Hailey, I knew that. How many times though to make them this worn out was the question. Had they broken his bed?

  Lucky fucker.

  I stepped up to the bed, tap
ped Cy on the foot. When he didn’t stir, I did it harder.

  He snorted, then turned his head to look at me. “Dude,” he groaned.

  “Wild night?”

  He sniffed, scratched his balls through his boxers, then turned on his side to face Hailey. “You have no idea.”

  “Yeah, I have some idea,” I countered, thinking of all the things they could do together.

  He pushed up on his elbow, rubbed his eyes. “No, you have no fucking idea.”

  Hailey woke, then sat bolt upright. She blinked, looked around. Her hair stood out every which way. “I still smell it.”

  I frowned. “What, the skunk? I smelled it downstairs. The critter’s long gone now.”

  Hailey turned her head, looked to Cy, clearly not amused, still half-asleep. “I think my nose is broken.”

  “Yeah. I know, sweetheart,” Cy murmured, his voice taking on a quality I hadn’t heard before. Somewhat… cherishing?

  “Lucas, do we smell?” she asked.

  “If you’re wondering if I can smell sex all over you two, no.”

  “Get your head out of the fucking gutter, asshole,” Cy said. “Do we smell like skunk?”

  This was a weird-ass conversation. “Why would you smell like skunk?”

  “Because we got sprayed last night!” Hailey yelled. “Naked.”

  She burst into tears, Cy pulling her into his arms to hold her as she cried. Jesus, I’d never seen her like this before. Hell, I’d never seen Cy comfort a woman before either.

  I just stared at them, wide-eyed. “You got sprayed by a skunk?”

  “Naked,” she repeated on a wail.

  Cy wasn’t rolling his eyes or challenging the words, only pulled her in closer, stroked up and down her back.

  “Holy shit,” I murmured. How had they been sprayed by a skunk… without clothes?

  “I’m so fucking tired,” he muttered. “Dude, we were up all night getting the scent off us. We came up here so we don’t get the smell into my room, on my bed. This bed we can burn if we have to.”

  “I think I’m going to have a bald spot,” Hailey said into Cy’s bare chest, lifting her hand to her head.