Forrest, Dawn - Sweet Water Wedding: Sharing Shannon (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (45 page)

“Shannon,” Luke said sounding serious, “tonight is not about swinging from the chandeliers and only hot, kinky sex. We want this to be about the three of us, together, us sharing and loving you, you taking whatever you need from us and giving us your love in return.”

“It’s about bonding and developing our little love triangle, baby,” James said cheerily, as if the thought gave him joy.

It all sounded very committed and serious to Shannon.
Her last boyfriend had disappointed her, she had been hurt and angry, but in truth those feelings hadn’t lasted long. It would be different with James and Luke because the hope factor was already far greater than any she had experienced. When she thought of them a heat radiated out from within her chest and she was glad for the prison of her ribs containing her full heart. Her body trembled for the want of them and she knew there was no turning back; she was hurtling down relationship road with no stop signs in sight.

They began to gently love her. It was different from the flash fire passion in the limo and almost every other occasion they’d all fucked together. James and Luke moved slowly and carefully as if performing a sacred ritual. Caresses and kisses settled on her skin. Whispered words of delights diffused into her mind. They played her body like master musicians, and very soon she was crying climatic notes.

“Look how her swollen clit pulsates in time with the contractions of her cunt,” Luke marveled.

Both men were positioned with their heads between her legs. Their fingers and tongues had touched, licked, and sucked her on to heaven.

“I think she’s ready for us,” James said as he crawled up the bed, a master of understatement.

Her two gorgeous men knelt next to her. She shifted to sit up a little against the pillows, regained her composure and slowed her breathing—passing out by hyperventilating would not be a clever move. It was then that she looked at them, really she looked at them.
Oh, my God, they’re never going to both fit.

“We’ll fit.” Luke must have noticed the look of apprehension on her face.

“But you’re both so big.” She gulped.

James nodded, “We’ve a lot of cock to pack into you and it’ll be tight, there’s no denying it, but we’ll make it so good for you, baby.”

He kissed her and her apprehension was soon overtaken by desire.

“James is gonna sit back against the pillows and headboard and let you mount up and ride him reverse cowgirl. It’ll be easier to take the tightest place first, little darlin’.” Luke’s voice took on that rolling, sexy Texan timbre that would have her agreeing to anything.

They must have given tonight some thought because James took over and continued to explain the scene.

“When you’re settled and leaning back in my arms, Luke will carefully give your pussy his cock, one slow inch at a time. If you need him to go slower or stop just say the words and he will. Once we’re both in and you’re comfortable, then we’ll rock us all to paradise.”

“And, darlin’, feel free to move, add your own rhythm if you need to,” Luke added.

“Okay.” That seemed a bit inadequate and lame, so she added, “I trust and love you both.”

The guys kissed her again, making her chuckle and moan as they competed for her lips. James plumped the pillows against the headboard and sat up, leaning back. His thick unsheathed cock stood to full attention as he applied a clear gel. When sufficiently coated, he opened out his arms in invitation. She sat in his lap with her back to his chest and positioned her legs on the outside of his. She raised herself up on her knees and leaned forward, taking most of her weight on her arms resting on his thighs. Luke swooped in for another kiss while James slid a well-lubricated finger around and then into her twitching ring. She moaned and rocked back slightly.

“Yeah, honey, that’s good. Now move back a little more,” James coaxed.

She felt the press of his fat, warm cockhead against her sensitive skin.

“C’mon, girl,” James encouraged gently. “Just push back and relax.”

She did. Slowly her flesh gave and she pushed her ass onto him. She was in control as James stayed still. His hands gently rubbed and squeezed her hips. With small movements designed to tease she rocked back and forth along his length.

He groaned. “Lord above, she’s hot and snug.”

Shannon felt full but comfortable and enjoyed the stretch and pull of her bottom around the thick girth of his cock.

“Woo wee.” Luke whistled. “If that isn’t one sexy sight. Take a look, lover.” He pinched and rolled her nipples between his fingers.

She craned her neck forward. She could see her bare pussy looking moist and swollen. James’s big balls were hanging under her butt like some ripe fruit. The erotic vision set off a series of little contractions in her pelvic area. She moaned along with James’s deeper groan.

“Now lean back a little against James.”

Shannon rested back and planted her feet firmly on the bed, outside of James’s spread thighs. His arms enfolded her in an embrace and he took over playing with her breasts. He bent his legs and opened them wider, which splayed her further open for Luke.

“I’ve just gonna have another quick taste,” Luke said as he dipped his head between their legs.

“Luke, I can feel all these little contractions going on, man.” James warned after a few minutes.

So could she, wonderful, fluttering spasms and pre-orgasmic tremors.

Luke raised himself up on his knees in front of her. With one hand gripping his cock, he rubbed it against her dripping slit and around her clit. Soon she was squirming against James and clenching her muscles and she heard him groan about how hot and tight she was. Tight? He should feel it from her end, every solid inch of his long length and wide girth. Still, she wanted more, she needed Luke inside. It was a biological imperative. She didn’t have a choice because in nature there was no free will.

“D’ya want Luke’s cock in your little cunt now, Shannon?” James whispered in her ear after a few minutes of teasing.

“Yes,” she hissed.

Luke continued to rub her with his cock.

“Please. Please,” she begged.

“You’d better mount up,” James ground out. “She’s killing me back here.”

Luke reached past James and gripped the headboard to provide some stability. He then slowly pushed into her pussy.

“Fuck, you’re hogging all the space, partner,” he groaned in frustration.

Shannon could feel Luke push harder. It was uncomfortable yet erotic. Her muscles began to give and he commenced a sinful slide in and up.

Shannon mewed as she experienced the intense friction and stretch of Luke’s cock forging through her unoccupied yet crammed tight channel.

“Ohhhhh fuck, I can’t, I—”

“You can, baby,” growled Luke. “I’m in.”

“Fucking hell.” James cursed and moaned. “I felt you slide by.”

Luke glanced at James and then concentrated on her. “You okay?”

She was stuffed full of cock. She had taken the two men whom she loved inside and it felt decadently divine. She gulped and gave a single nod. Luke touched his forehead to hers and nuzzled her nose to nose. It was an intimate and yet chaste gesture, considering that she was impaled on his shaft.

“Darlin’, are you ready to ride?” James’s voice sounded strained.

“Let’s move out,” she gasped.

They did, slowly. They moved out, and in, and out, in time with each other. The pleasure brewed slowly like an ancient mystic spell, gathering strength, seeping through her cells with every gentle push and slide. Soon she needed more.

“Faster, boys.”

Luke thrust harder, which sent her higher up James’s cock and when he pulled back she dropped down more onto James. James accentuated the action by flexing his hips and she helped by pushing up from her feet. The bed rocked under the weight and momentum of their combined thrust and fall. Shannon was dimly aware of the cacophony of noise they made; headboard banging, flesh smacking flesh, grunts, moans, and groans. It occurred to her that Luke’s balls must have been slapping against James’s. The thought didn’t turn her off, on the contrary. It wasn’t long before her orgasm built until she could stand it no longer. She had to come.

“Touch your clit, Shannon,” Luke ground out between kissing her lips and her nipples. It shouldn’t still surprise her that he knew her needs.

She licked her finger and shoved her hand between her and Luke. He moved back a little to give her fingers more space to work on her clit and palmed her breast with his free hand. She felt like bursting, filled to overflowing with emotion and sensation. It was too much, but now she would always want it. A sob escaped and then she looked into Luke’s eyes; he was with her, supporting her, the eye of the storm, and so she remembered to simply relax, to stop trying to hold on to it, to let it soak through her like summer rain.

Seconds later she screamed, jerked, and stiffened. Her core muscles contracted and clamped down on the two large cocks lodged within her. Both men lost their steady rhythm and frantically pumped into her, shouting her name as they came.

James wrapped his arms around her and Luke pressed closer. All of them were panting and covered in a slick sheen of sweat. She felt euphoric, high on endorphins and love.
She never would have thought it in a million years, but the peace that followed such a frenzied lovemaking and endless ecstasy was in itself a joy. There was pleasure in lying with her lovers, breathing and simply reveling in the respite.

“Well, fuck me,” Shannon chuckled with a moan.

“Just give us a few minutes to recover, will ya?” James joked while Luke nearly choked laughing and trying to get his breath back.

Chapter 25

Shannon was first aware of deep, low male voices, murmuring softly over her head. She wasn’t disorientated as she began to waken. There was no misty, vague memory of what had happened before she had finally gone to sleep. There was complete clarity. The long loving they had given her had been down and dirty, real and unforgettable. They had made love with her for hours; slow, fast, hard, and gentle, they’d done it all.

Warm fingertips were absently caressing her hip and shoulder. She slowly opened her eyes and rolled onto her back. James and Luke were sat alongside her drinking what smelled like coffee.

“Good morning, lads.”

“Mornin’, darlin’,” Luke said as he leaned over to kiss her softly on the lips.

“Mornin’, sweetheart.” James kissed her nipple.

“What time is it? Have you guys been up long?”

“Eleven. We just went out to check that the animals were okay. Phil drew the short straw for working this morning and he’s up and about.” James answered. “Want a coffee?”

“Is the pope Catholic?” she answered.

“I’ll be back in a minute.”

James leapt off the bed with far too much energy for someone who had been up, in every sense, for most of the night.

She shuffled to sit up. Luke repositioned her pillows behind her and she leaned back next to him.

“How are you feeling this morning?” she asked him.

“Happy. How about you?”

“Well loved.”

James strolled back in the room with a mug of coffee that she gratefully accepted. He sat on the end of the bed.

“It was a fantastic wedding. I think that everyone enjoyed themselves, and most importantly Rachael and Joshua seemed to have a great time.” She sipped at the hot drink with a sigh of appreciation.