The Badger City Gang [Bride Train 7] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (7 page)

She played with the last button. He couldn’t move. Couldn’t breathe.

She suddenly flung her shirt open. Small, but full breasts rose and fell with her panting. Large nipples pointed at him.
Please God, let her not be teasing!

“Kiss me,” she demanded.

Zach held up his hand. It shook. “You don’t know what you’re asking,” he croaked.

She worried at her lip with small white teeth. “I want you to touch me. Both of you.”

“If we touch those beauties, you won’t be a virgin for long.” Rusty stuck his hands in his pockets to keep from reaching for her. She blinked at him. His gaze dropped to her nipples. They crinkled as he watched. He groaned in pain and need.

“I want to feel your kisses. All over my body. I want your hands and mouth to make me feel wonderful.”

“What about our cocks?”

She shivered at Zach’s crude question. Crude, but necessary.

“I…I’ve never seen one.”

She stared at Rusty’s crotch, so he unbuttoned his pants, moving slowly and carefully. He lifted it out with a groan of relief and pleasure.

“Oh, my!”

Kate breathed loudly through her open mouth. His balls damn near erupted at the thought of his shaft entering that hot, moist, channel. She walked forward as if in a trance. A drop appeared at his tip. She sank to her knees and reached out her hand. He jerked when she grasped him. He fisted his hands at his sides, fighting for control. He watched the tip of her pink tongue appear.
God, he couldn’t ask her to do that!

She leaned forward and licked him. He closed his eyes to help fight the rush of need, of completion. How many years since a hand other than his own had touched him? He heard a deep groan, and opened his eyes. Zach had offered his cock as well. She took it in her other hand and tasted it.

“If you don’t let go, I’m going to come in your hand.” Zach’s voice sounded as desperate as Rusty felt.

“What’s that mean?”

“My seed will spill on you.”

“Will it help you sleep?”

Rusty trailed his fingers over Kate’s cheek. He smiled to encourage her. “Yep. It’ll make us feel really good,” he murmured. “But we’re so hard we might hurt you without meaning to. So—
oh God!
”

Her hot little mouth sucked his cock in. Her tongue flicked, and her teeth scraped under his cock. Then she was gone. Panting as if he’d run a dozen miles, he opened his eyes to find her sucking Zach’s cock. Another moment and he stared as her plump lips stretched over him. She squeezed his balls, then moved back to engulf Zach again.

Back and forth she went, taking his cock, then Zach’s, then his again. She sucked hard and Rusty couldn’t hold back the white-hot seed erupting from his balls. He pulled away from her mouth just in time. He splashed on the dirt to her right. Zach followed a moment later, to her left.

Zach and Rusty’s chests heaved as if they’d run all the way from the train. And she’d done this to them! They looked down at her as if she held them both in her power!

She smiled, finding her jaw a bit sore. Their cocks weren’t as hard as they had been, but they were still firm, still throbbing from their release. No matter how demanding, how arrogant Zach had been to her, he’d bowed to her touch. She could never have imagined this power. A finger lifted her chin. Rusty smiled sweetly at her.

“Your turn, darlin’.”

“Me?”

He nodded. “You’ll be seeing more stars than the ones up there.”

He pointed up. She looked, surprised to see full night was on them. She shivered, suddenly realizing the chill. Zach knelt beside her. He cupped her breast in a callused hand. Erotic thrills coursed to the ache between her thighs. She arched her back to encourage him. Rusty fell to his knees and did the same. Their cocks twitched and hardened as she watched.

Perhaps a silent signal passed between the men, as they both leaned toward her at the same time. Hot, wet mouths touched her nipples. The chill disappeared in a blaze of heat.

They suckled, sending another jolt of need between her legs. More heat blossomed in return. She pressed forward to demand more. But Zach let go, and then Rusty. Their beards and moustaches scraped her nipples deliciously.

“No! Don’t stop now!”

Rusty’s familiar chuckle sounded forced. “Time to get comfortable.”

“But I’m—”

“He means it’s time we all got naked,” Zach said in a deep growl.

She gulped at the raw need on their faces. A need she recognized in herself. They helped her to her feet.

“We’ll put both blankets under us. Don’t think anyone’s gonna be cold anytime soon.”

Rusty spread the covers beside the fire before stripping. Hands tugged her blouse off her shoulders, and a warm chest pressed against her back. Rusty knelt before her. He rolled down her stockings and took off her boots. Zach undid her buttons and her skirt fell. For the first time in her life, she was naked, outside. It wasn’t her husband touching her, but two men she barely knew. She didn’t care. Her body was on fire and she wanted more.

Zach’s hands caressed her breasts, flicking her nipples with his thumbs. Rusty’s scratchy beard warned her before she felt his lips on her belly. His tongue added to the kisses, as if tasting her. She rested her head against Zach’s chest, closed her eyes, and let them please her.

Rusty’s kisses moved to her knees and started up her thighs. One leg, then the other, he slowly progressed toward the place that ached for his touch. She didn’t know what she wanted, but trusted they’d know, and give it to her. Her life before this moment never existed, nor did tomorrow.

No time. Only pleasure.

She squeaked and opened her eyes when Rusty lifted the backs of her thighs, bending her as if sitting. She flailed, finally putting her hands on his head. He separated her knees and brought his head between them. He inhaled, eyes closed.

Was he going to taste her, the way she had them? Yes! His tongue reached her first, licking the place she had no name for. She quivered, and then spread her knees further apart. Rusty groaned and tasted her again.

“Rusty likes licking your pussy and teasing your clit,” murmured Zach. He nibbled her neck. “Maybe even more than he liked your mouth on his cock. He gets to taste you now, but I’ll be the one sliding my cock in that sweet pussy for the first time.”

That was what she’d been told was a wife’s duty. To lie quietly on her back and take her husband‘s member inside her body for procreation. But this? This was no duty. It was like all the birthday and Christmas presents she’d never had, all rolled into one. This must have been how she was created, before her mother married. With tenderness and passion.

She lay suspended in air. Zach’s hands on her breasts, her back on his chest, and her legs over Rusty’s shoulders, kept her above the ground. Rusty looked up, her dark curls mixing with his beard. His eyes stared into her with an intensity she’d never seen before, on anyone. He pulled his mouth back and trailed his finger between her lower lips. Watching her eyes, he gently pressed his finger inside her. She automatically clenched at the intrusion. A slow smile crept over him.

“That’s it, darlin’. Hold my cock like that when I’m inside you.” He looked up. “I wish I’d brought a razor. Can’t get close enough to Kate’s puss without worrying about scratching her with my beard.”

“Try!” she gasped.

He laughed and dropped his head again.

When the explosion came, it was nothing like she could have ever described. She was reborn into a world with more pleasure than she could have ever imagined. She sagged, thinking it was over when Rusty let her wobbly legs down. He swept her into his arms and held her as Zach lay on their blankets.

“Time to sleep?”

Zach barked a laugh. “Time for you to let loose.”

“There’s more?” She looked to Rusty for confirmation.

“Darlin’, we’ve barely started.” He pointed his chin toward Zach. “You ride a horse so well, you should know how to ride Zach’s cock.”

It rose, hard and proud, above his belly. He held out his arms to her, wiggling his fingers to pull her in. Rusty set her down with her feet either side of Zach’s hips.

“We want you, Miss Katherine Mason,” said Zach, suddenly formal. “But we’ll stop here if you want. A woman only loses her virginity once. After this, you’ll not be a maid, and your husband might be jealous that you’ve given it to another.”

All her life she’d be told that all a woman had was her name and her reputation. No man had touched her, yet her reputation was spoiled long ago. Not because of morality, but because she wanted to see, to do, to feel, and to think, and that made her an unnatural woman.

Not to Zach and Rusty.

“If a man doesn’t want me the way I am, then he’s not the man for me,” she said.

Kate looked down, again in a position of power. These men were proud she rode a horse astride. They argued with her as if her opinion counted, and made her feel like magic. But Zach’s cock was so big. Rusty’s was the same. Perhaps shorter men had smaller parts? If she could master these, any other man would fit.

“We’ll take our time,” said Rusty in a soothing voice. He slid his hand over her bottom and squeezed. “All the time you need. Your release will have relaxed you, but we can give you another one.”

“Hands off Kate. It’s my turn.” Zach glared up at Rusty, then smiled at her. “Come on down, sugar. Sit your hot puss on my belly and give me a nipple to suck on.”

She dropped until her knees touched the blanket either side of his hips. He opened his mouth wide, expectantly. She laughed and leaned over until her nipple was just above his lips. A finger slid into her pussy. She jerked forward in surprise. Zach caught her nipple with his lips and nibbled. She felt Rusty’s tongue between her pussy lips, then another finger.

“I’m gonna stretch you a bit, so Zach’ll fit better,” he said. “Two fingers.”

Rusty kissed her bottom as well as her pussy. She relaxed and let them do what they wished. It wasn’t that she was giving up, or even giving in. It was a giving and accepting, between them.

She was quivering with tension when Rusty tugged on her hips, pulling her backward. She let him guide her and found Zach’s cock between her pussy and his belly.

“Slide back and forth on my cock,” said Zach.

She found her rhythm, pressing down where she wanted, but it wasn’t enough. Rusty had her push far forward. When she moved back to sit on Zach’s belly, she found something hard, and big, waiting for her.

She wiggled as Rusty aimed Zach’s cock into her. She pulsed, pushing down a bit more each time. She felt no pain, only pleasure. Surprised, she looked questioningly at Zach.

“I thought it was supposed to hurt the first time!”

“You rode a horse astride, fast and hard today. It might have broken your uh, barrier, but I don’t mind.” He lightly pinched her nipples. She arched and settled another inch. His smile broadened. “Yep, it’s a good thing.”

If riding a horse would destroy her maidenhead, then she’d lost it when she was seventeen. But she’d won that race!

It was a very good thing to have lost it, she thought a few minutes later as she ground herself against Zach’s belly. There was a spot—right there!—that felt so wonderful. She opened her eyes when she felt hands pressing against her shoulders.

“Sit up, Kate. Time for action.”

“But that felt so good,” she complained.

Zach slid his fingers into the curls where she joined against him. “You mean this?” A shot of fire zinged through her.

“Yes!”

She gasped when he did it again. And again. She wanted more, so lifted herself up and down on Zach’s cock. He kept his finger busy. So did Rusty. He worked her breast, playing with her nipple, with one hand. The other one squeezed her bottom.

Something tightened inside her. She sped up, uncaring of anything but her need. A blinding, hot light hit her right where Zach’s finger and cock connected. Zach held her waist, lifting her and slamming her down. She squeezed him from inside. He roared and jerked, shaking until she collapsed on his chest.

A minute later Rusty lifted her, setting her on her hands and knees beside Zach. He panted almost as hard as she.

“Raise that sweet ass to me, sugar. Show me what you gave Zach and I’ll give you the same back.”

She did as he asked, all wobbly from her explosion. Rusty’s hard cock slid into her pussy from behind. His angle rubbed her in a different way. She moved her knees together to tighten her hold on him.

“Oh, yeah. That’s it, darlin’.”

Rusty held her hips, guiding her back and forth. She leaned on her hands, bending her elbows to change the angle of his cock to suit herself. She slammed herself back against him, needing him deep, hard, and fast.

“Damn, you are so special,” he panted. “Come on, let go again. You can do it. Don’t take me there alone.”

He leaned forward so his chest hair tickled her back. His hand pressed between her belly and thighs. His finger found its way in, teasing what she now knew was her clit. He changed angles, slamming hard and scraping against that spot. She shuddered and released. He groaned and went wild. This explosion was different. Slower, lower, and longer as the hard cock kept working its magic.

A deep groan, and Rusty fell forward. He wrapped his arms around her. She wasn’t sure who kept the other from falling. After a moment he tilted sideways, taking her with him. She blinked as she gasped for breath. Stars circled and pulsed in the dark sky above.

“Oh, sugar,” Rusty groaned. “That was one hell of a ride!”

Kate slumped on the privy seat, groaning in relief that it didn’t move. In her previous life she would never have thought sitting still was wonderful. But that Katherine was gone. Kate of the adventurous spirit had taken her place.

She’d woken to sensuous kisses that eased her into the day after her wild behavior of the night before. They had to help her rise as she was stiff and sore in places she hadn’t realized could hurt that much. Not all of it was from riding her horse. She’d walked it off before breakfast, then gritted her teeth and climbed into the saddle.