Rescue Party (3 page)

“We’re going to pack some emergency stuff in the truck in case we need to move.” Clay carried a plastic tub toward the door.

Dean followed with another. “If we’re good here, we can take it to the gym tomorrow for people who can’t get back into their homes.”

“Flood waters take forever to clean and dry. A lot of people will be displaced.” Kacy shook her head.

“If they get to the fixes fast, it won’t be so bad. Priority one is everyone’s safety.” Steve nodded. “I’ll throw together some sandwiches. We need to eat and get some rest if we’re going to help people tomorrow. The wind is picking up out there. Get the truck loaded and tie the stuff down.”

“I’ll help with the food.” Kacy stood up.

Steve led the way to the kitchen as the other guys went outside. “You okay, Kacy?”

“Sure. It’s just weird. This kind of weather doesn’t happen in Lucky Springs. And Clay being bisexual? If we weren’t going to be helping people all day tomorrow, I’d ask you to break open a bottle of wine and explain it all.” She opened a loaf of bread.

Steve grabbed lunchmeat and cheese from the fridge. “We’re all bisexual. Dean and I don’t advertise it. It just took Clay longer to figure it out and accept it.”

“He was such a player in high school.” She went to work making sandwiches as if it were the picnic for her family reunion. “Now he’s so different.”

“The Army Reserve helped him mature. When he came back to town, he was a different guy. Still hot,” Steve said. He had seen the way she looked at all of them. “Don’t worry, you’ll be safe.”

“Safe? I’m not in danger with you three.” She laughed, and worked faster on the sandwiches before bagging some. “We should make extra and leave them in the fridge. Take them to the gym tomorrow.”

“Sure. Sounds good.” Steve studied the curve of her neck but got lost every time she flashed her big brown eyes at him. He was glad she felt safe with them. “I always had a crush on you. Dean, too. Don’t worry, we’re gentlemen.”

“I wasn’t worried. Even Clay never pushed himself on anyone in high school, and I’d have heard if he crossed a line. Women talk. All his girl chasing makes sense now. Trying to satisfy his sexual needs in the wrong direction must’ve been so confusing for Clay. You’re all good guys. I’m not worried. Boys never chased me.” She chuckled.

“You were a good girl and opinionated. Guys don’t like to get shot down. Teenagers get their egos wounded easier and handle it worse than adults, and you would have been a challenge. I knew I was into men and crushing on Dean. I also was attracted to smart, strong women. Being bisexual is complicated. We all start somewhere.” Steve stacked the extra sandwiches in the fridge. Steve hadn’t done anything serious with a guy until college, but that didn’t make him less bisexual.

“That must’ve been confusing for you.” She closed the bread up. “Liking both men and women. I can’t even imagine what that’s like. I always wanted men, but when you see a couple bad ones in action, you learn not to be very picky. My mother loved to say make a boy work for your interest because you owe him nothing for his attentions.”

“You projected that perfectly.” He brushed a stray strand of curly black hair from her cheek.

“I was a cold bitch?” she asked.

“No, but you made it clear any guy would have to work hard for your affections.”

“So I wasn’t easy and looked prudish. My sisters told me to loosen up. I just never knew how to do that without going wild. As if it were all or nothing. Why am I thinking about all of this? We’ve got a storm brewing, and we’re adults now. That’s all history. I’m glad my teen years are over.” She wiped her hands on a towel.

“Clay coming back to town brings back some memories and fantasies for all of us. And you weren’t a prude. Maybe some people saw it that way when we were teens, but I work with kids now. Compared to them, we were all prudes. There is something to be said for waiting for the right first date, first love and first time. The right relationship isn’t easy to find, but settling is a bigger mistake.”

“Right, but you get tired of waiting. Though you and Dean are so perfect.” She paused. “It’s none of my business, but you’re adding Clay, so it’s a group?”

Steve studied her curves. He knew the group needed the right woman and wondered if fate had stepped in today. “Dean is my rock. Can’t live without him, but we never denied we liked women, and sharing another guy is fun, too. When you’ve been together that long, you don’t want to get bored or take each other for granted. We both knew we’d find the right woman someday. I think Clay is an unexpected part of the equation. He reminded us what we love about each other.”

“So Clay is just for fun? Helping him out of the closet?” Kacy elbowed Steve playfully. “The way you guys interact, it seems more than that.”

Steve shrugged. “I think he’d figured it out himself already. Dean and I are happy to help him in Lucky Springs. Hot guy in the mix doesn’t hurt. It started as a hook up and grew to something more. But the right woman is essential, long term.”

“I’m sure it’ll all work out. You two are such a great couple.” She kissed his cheek. “Clay is lucky. I just hope he doesn’t freak out and leave or something.”

The power blipped, and they both looked up.

“Let’s get the food into the main room. Grab a bag of chips and the sandwiches. I’ll get drinks.” He went for a case of water in the corner.

“You three are strong. I’m not sure what good I’ll be tomorrow, but I’m glad you’ll be there to help.” She smiled.

He picked up a case of soda with his other hand and led the way out of the kitchen. “They’ll need people to organize and pass out things. We’ll do the lifting and help rescue if they need us. Dean is good for first aid.”

“Damn right, people aren’t much different than dogs and horses.” Dean was back inside and stirring up the fire.

“I filled the truck’s gas tank with the extra from the garage. I put the container in the back, too. Don’t want to be caught without fuel.” Clay rubbed a towel over his head.

“Good thinking, Clay. We’ll be set for the morning.” Steve caught Kacy staring at the other two men’s wet and muscled forms. Not everyone had paid attention to the studious girl in school, but Steve had. She’d always admired the attractive men, but you had to watch her carefully to catch her looking. Their work together at the school gave him ample time to observe her. He liked her cautious and practical approach to life. Maybe the right woman had floated into their lives at just the right time?

The power popped, then nothing but fire lit the room. Kacy froze, and Steve rubbed her shoulders. “Everyone take a seat by the fire. We’ve got food.”

“I’m not sure I can eat. It looks as if the wind is getting worse,” she said.

Dean lit up an old oil lamp and set it on the gray stone of the mantel. “If you eat your sandwich, I’ll go into the kitchen and find stuff for S’mores.”

She tried to hide her smile and picked up a sandwich and a can of soda. “Deal. You better not tease a woman about chocolate!”

“Never.” Steve watched the group settle in, and the tension eased even as nature flourished its power outside the old log cabin.

* * * *

Her chocolate craving satisfied, Kacy still couldn’t sleep. She tossed the blanket aside and rolled over to look at the men five feet away on the other side of the front room near the fire. They were all sprawled together in a sexy tangle. All shirtless and in boxers, they’d kicked off the sheet. She was burning up, and it wasn’t from the small fire still crackling.

They could’ve put her in the guestroom with a candle or spare oil lamp. Instead, they wanted everyone together with the power out. There must have been some camping or emergency logic to it, but she wasn’t totally clueless. Sure, if a window broke or a tree limb flew just right, it could be dangerous, and in this great room they were far from any windows, no doubt a plus. The spark was there in her mind that maybe they wanted to be near her. Arousal tingled through her body just looking at them.

Safe with gentlemen, she fought the urge to be wild for a moment. They knew her. It wasn’t as if they were picking up a stranger. But she’d never be reckless with men she didn’t trust, of course, especially three of them. And when would she ever have a chance like this again? Crawling from her spot, she tucked her hair behind her ears and hoped it wasn’t a mistake.

Dean was the closest, and she snuggled between him and Clay. She inhaled his scent and trailed her fingers down his arm. Finally, she kissed Dean’s shoulder. He stirred and smiled at her.

“Everything okay?” he asked.

“It was a little lonely over there.” She ran her hand over his strong chest, and the curly brown hairs tickled her palm. “Am I in the way?”

“Never.” Clay rolled on his side and pressed to her. He nuzzled her neck and worked up to her lips. “You’re sure you want to?”

She leaned over and kissed Dean full on the mouth, sinking into the feeling as he returned it. Trailing her hand down his side, she slid it under his boxers and stroked him gently. No rejection and no hesitation from Dean made her bolder.

His hands slid under her shirt and teased her as he nudged the fabric up to expose her breasts. Dean’s cock hardened in her palm as he squeezed her tits.

“She looks sure to me.” Steve came around and knelt behind Dean.

She looked around and realized everyone was awake. Clay was staring at her. He rolled her bottoms down and off her feet then kissed his way up her bare legs. Shivering, she anticipated every brush of his lips. When he kissed her ass, she moaned. Clay pinched her bottom, and she flinched. His lips skimmed up her back.

“Just making sure it’s not a dream.” Clay kissed her mouth and dipped a hand between her thighs.

She gasped into his mouth. Wet and needy, she hoped they all really did want to fuck a woman. “I need it.”

“I’ll be right back.” Clay nodded.

The loss of his touch made her pussy throb. She faced the other two and kissed Steve over Dean’s hard body. His mouth was strong, and his tongue took over quickly. How long had it been since they had a woman? Dean sucked one of her breasts while Steve groped the other. She grinned as she slid her tongue down his neck to bite his nipple. Hard muscle and defined abs greeted her.

“You guys could have all the women you want,” she said.

“We’re picky,” Dean replied against her flesh.

She trembled as he flicked his tongue over her breast. Tugging Steve’s thick cock out of his shorts, she teased him and took Dean’s large erection in her other hand. “I hope I’m up to your standards. I’ve never handled more than one at a time.”

“You are perfect. No pressure to multitask. Let us do all the work. You can have anything you want,” Steve said.

“I want all of you.” Her stomach knotted for a second, but the words were out. Damn it, she meant them.

Dean fingered her cunt, and footsteps behind her signaled Clay’s return. She could barely focus as the two men toyed with her body. Clay deposited a strip of condoms and lube packets on the floor next to her. “Ready for anything and everything.”

“Good.” She kissed him and turned to face him. On her knees, she let her tongue slide all the way down his hot body, detouring to trace his ink, but finally heading down to his cock. The scent of him turned her on even more, and she sucked his dick with shameless desire. One night of a fantasy wouldn’t hurt anything.

Dean and Steve weren’t content to watch. Dean slid his head between her legs and licked her cunt. She pressed down and rubbed her juices on his face as her lust took over. Steve sucked her tits then added teeth, scoring her tender flesh, which made her hands shake on Clay’s hips. “More,” she said against his dick.

“If it’s an oral fest, we didn’t really need this stuff. Poor Kacy. Don’t you want to get fucked?” Clay asked.

“God, yes!” She ran her tongue up his dick. “That is, if you guys really want to fuck a woman. I understand if you prefer each other. You’re being very nice to your guest though.”

“I could never resist women. They were my first lust. Don’t worry about that.” Clay pulled her up against him, and his hard cock throbbed to her stomach. “But those two might need pussy even more. I’ve been working them hard the last few weeks, and they don’t get women regularly.”

She grinned and gave Clay a slow kiss. Dean and Steve looked so tempting side-by-side with hard-ons. The idea of them kissing and fucking turned her on, but now she needed their attention on her for her relief.

Sucking Dean’s cock, she teased him. She loved how he lifted for more. She stroked Steve’s dick, and he threaded his fingers in her hair as he pressed close to Dean.

“I can help,” Clay said.

She expected Clay to kneel next to her and suck on Steve. Instead, his darting tongue worked on her pussy folds. Moaning, she pressed back to his face and smiled at her other men. Steve kissed Dean’s mouth, and another jolt of lust hit her.

“Please, Dean. I need it.” She kissed his erection.

Clay passed over protection, and as soon as it was in place, she straddled Dean and sank onto his cock. The stretch and ache of a real dick made her groan, but she was slick enough to take him all. Toys just weren’t the same.

“So good.” Dean’s hands were all over her body until she leaned forward. He braced back on his palms as she rode him, and Steve kissed her mouth and played with her tits.

“I’ve got one hell of a view.” Clay wouldn’t be left out. He kissed her ass cheeks and massaged them.

Her mind flipped to where they might want to fuck her and how many she could take at once. She’d never liked the girls who teased men. Dressing to your body and having your style was one thing, but some women did it specifically to taunt. She’d never been a slut, willing to screw any man, but she’d dreamed of it. Her sex drive was a blessing and a curse.

As Clay licked her asshole, she wanted to explore this trio. Maybe there was something to this ménage life people lived? She gripped Steve’s dick and tugged until he stood up and came closer to her.

Sucking his cock, she ground her pussy on Dean’s dick. When she eased up, he lifted and groaned into her neck.