Adams, Eve - Trio [Gideon's Ring 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (14 page)

He lifted her and brought her back down, burying his cock to the hilt inside her pussy. She whimpered
and then
cried when he did it again
, and then
screamed when he lifted her and thrust hard, fast.

“Let it out, baby. That’s it. Scream for me, Sarah.”

And she did. He’d set them into a rhythm that had pleasure rushing through her so intense it hurt. His hips pumped, keeping in perfect time with the way he lifted and lowered her back down, burying his thick erection inside her slick pussy.

Flames, hot and turbulent, started to build inside her, twisting around her womb and biting at the center of her core. Her body convulsed as her orgasm grew like a wildfire.

“Oh, God. Oh, Chris. I can’t stand it. I’m going to come.”

“That’s it,” he growled as his thrusts became faster, stronger, more intense. “Come for me, Sarah. Let me feel your pussy squeeze my cock. Yeah. Squeeze me, baby. Oh, Jesus. That’s it. Let me have you. All of you. Take me. Come on. Fuck me, baby. Come on. Come for me.”

“Chris!” Her orgasm detonated like an atomic bomb, mushrooming inside her and destroying everything. She screamed until her throat hurt as every bone in her body shattered.

He pumped one last time and stiffened as he spilled his life. “Sarah…”

“I’m right here. Right here, baby.” She kissed him and swallowed his moans as he continued to move and keep them both at the peak of pleasure.

Only after the last of the waves ebbed did he gently lay her down on the blanket and excuse himself to remove the condom. She turned to see Barrett’s heated gaze on her, his hand still stroking his cock.

“
Would you like me to take care of that?
”

He curled his sexy lips into a crooked grin.
“
Not right now.
”

She frowned and dropped her gaze to the engorged flesh in his hands.
“
But, don’t you want to, you know.
”

“
Come? More than anything, but I
’
m holding back. I would like nothing more than to bury my cock deep inside your tight little pussy.
”

Oh, God. She wanted the same. These two hot cowboys had released some sort of wild sex maniac she didn’t even know existed within her.
“
Then why don
’
t you?
”

“
Control, my sweet Sarah.
”

Chris returned and grabbed his clothes.
“
Now you may get dressed, Sarah.
”

She didn’t want it to be over. This night had been the best experience of her life, and she didn’t want it to ever end. The vibrating toy in her rear refused to allow her libido time to recover. She wanted more. She needed more.

Barrett stood and released his erection. His enormous cock, glistening and hard, bobbed right at lip level. “We have to save some of this energy—Holy shit!”

Wrapping her lips around his dick, she sucked with purpose and had him trapped within the confines of her mouth. She reached up and gently caressed his balls and swirled her tongue around the mushroomed head.

“Sarah,” he groaned out in protest, even though he’d already started to rock his hips, fucking her lips as he fisted her hair. “Jesus. Oh, shit. Yeah, just like that.”

She bobbed up and down, milking his cock with her mouth. He directed her pace with his hand and hips, pushing his flesh between her lips and to the back of her throat. She pulled back and went down again, taking him even deeper.

“Jesus, fuck. You have such a hot mouth, Sarah. Keep fucking me. Oh, baby. Yeah.” He started to drive faster, rocking his dick in and out of her mouth faster and faster.

And then he did something she would have never guessed he’d do—he stopped her and lay on his back, at the same time directing her upside down so her pussy hovered right above his lips, her mouth still on his cock.

“Come here, baby. Let me taste that sweet pussy again. Jesus, Sarah. You’re drenched already.”

She lowered down, and when his tongue stabbed into the depths of her damp hole, she bit down in surprise. When she realized what she’d done, she softened her hold and slowly rose and lowered to apologize.

He tensed and held her still. “Fuck me. Do that again.”

“You want me to bite your dick?”

“No. Squeeze my balls. Just…like…that. Jesus!”

He attacked her pussy with his tongue, taking no prisoners as he drove them both ever closer to release. The vibrations added to her pleasure and had her on the verge of another orgasm.

She followed his pace, and soon they were both in a frenzy to reach that climax and break the tension coiling around them.

Sarah stiffened a split second before her orgasm slammed into her, liquefying her body and splintering her control. She was about to scream out when the first of several bursts of hot semen jetted into her mouth. She sucked and swallowed until they were both barely moving.

With every effort she had left, she rolled off of Barrett and fell onto the blanket beside him, panting hard. “Now…get this thing out of me.”

“I don’t think so,” Chris answered, fully clothed.

She rolled her head to look up at him, shock and a bit of fear now coursing through her. “Excuse me?”

His gaze, still dark from the events of the night and from the show she and Barrett had just put on, looked almost savage as he raked it over her body, leaving a trail of chills wherever it touched. “We pinned you, remember? You belong to us for the weekend.”

Alarm held her speechless as she searched his gaze. Surely he had to be joking. When he watched her, his expression intense and unyielding, he’d never looked like more of a Dom than at that moment. A sexy, brooding Dom.

And damn if she didn’t want to belong to him, to do whatever he commanded. She sat up and glanced between Barrett and Chris. “So I have to leave the plug in? What if I need to, you know…”

Chris clicked off the vibrations. Thank God. She just might be able to walk again. He
turned
his back to her.

“You may remove it to relieve yourself, but you will replace it once you are done.” He looked over his shoulder at her. “This isn’t up for negotiation. As long as you wear our pin, you belong to us. As your Masters, you will obey us.”

“Don’t I get a say in this?”

“Of course.” Barrett walked over to his clothes. “You could always say no. We’re never going to make you do anything you don’t want to do, Sarah.”

She moved up to her knees and had to pause and wait for the clenching of her pussy to pass. The plug already had her ready to go another round. “And if I refuse?”

Chris pulled her to her feet. She didn’t think she’d be able to stand on her own and held on to his arms for support. The butt plug did exactly as he’d promised and kept her desire piqued.

“Then you are free to return our pins and find another suitable partnership.” He then cupped her cheek and brushed his lips against hers. “We want you, Sarah Emerson. We don’t want anyone else. Please, for us. Do this for us, baby.”

She reached up and cupped his cheek in return. Barrett moved up behind her
,
and with her other hand, she reached behind her and combed her fingers through his hair. Touching these two men, knowing they were hers for the weekend
—
and she was theirs
—
had her ready to agree to anything.

“For another night like this, I’ll do whatever you want.”

“Weather report says we are expecting another foot by this time tomorrow.” Michael adjusted his glasses as he leaned forward to read the screen on his iPad.

Matt
closed his clamshell cell phone. “Gus said he has to plow all the main roads first, but then he can plow the ranch’s driveway so we can start getting the guests out. He’ll call back as soon as he can get out here.”

“Come on,”
Wyatt
stated easily and slid down into one of the chairs in the den. “Why are we rushing this? The guests are having a good time. Why cut their stay short?”

“Because if we don’t get them out while we can, it could cost us a fortune,”
Matt
argued.

Michael set his glasses down on the barista table and rubbed his eyes. “It’s already costing us a fortune. We can’t get outside to do any of the excursions the guests have prepaid for. Einstein here has already told everyone they’ll receive a full refund for any service they didn’t receive.”

Barrett growled. “It’s in the contract, asshole. Besides, it’s the right thing to do.”

“Yeah, so is not going out of business.” Michael stood and turned to the eldest Gideon. “Barrett, come on. Can’t we at least charge a percentage? It isn’t our fault Mother Nature decided to fuck us with this blizzard. Even the airlines don’t give refunds when it’s an act of God.”

“You’re talking to the wind, my dear brother.” Matt walked over and patted his twin on the shoulder. Besides the permanent grin on Matt’s face and the permanent scowl on Michael’s, Barrett still had a hell of a time telling the two apart.

The twins loved to make it a game growing up. Only their mother and GG knew how to tell them apart.

“And why is that?” Michael looked at his twin.

“With the help of Chris, our surly brother pinned Sarah Emerson last night.”

Wyatt joined in. “From the noises coming from the kitchen, I’d say they did more than pin her last night. She’s a screamer, that one.”

“So?” Michael shrugged.

Matt went on to explain his bullshit. “Don’t you see it? With Chris here, Barrett finally has someone worthy to share his woman with. Our big brother is actually happy right now. He wouldn’t give a shit if he refunded everyone’s money and sent the rest of the guests away, as long as Chris and their little sub sticks around.”

That’s where Matt was wrong. Yes, Barrett wanted Sarah to stick around, for how long he didn’t know
, and he loved having Chris at the ranch
. But the guests’ safety was his priority, and everything else took a backseat, including his time with Sarah
and Chris
.

Barrett turned away and stared out the window at the complete whiteout outside, even at eight in the morning. In a matter of twelve hours
,
it had snowed almost a foot. He worried about Chris being out there in this shit, but they’d all grown up in Montana and knew how to traverse the weather. Still didn’t mean he had to like that his cousin was out there as the relentless snow continued to fall.

If he’d been less concerned about burying his cock deep between Sarah’s thighs and more concerned about the weather, he would have already cleared the ranch and talked Chris out of running errands
for the ranch
. The weather report didn’t sound promising
,
and Wyatt was right. If they didn’t get the guests out of there now, they’d have to wait until a break in the storm, which could be days.