The Claiming of Sasha [Panther Cove 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (9 page)

She grinned. “I’ll be quick.”

She got on her knees in a flash and leaned over. The moment her mouth descended, she knew she wouldn’t be stopping soon. His thickness thrilled her. One hard suck, and pre-cum surfaced. When she slurped it up, he emitted a growl that sounded so catlike.

She lifted off. “Grr to you, too.” Then she laughed.

“Okay, you’ve had your fun. It’s my turn.”

“I barely got to enjoy him.” Why couldn’t shifters come ten times in a row like a woman could?

He was on her once more, pressing her back against the mattress. His lips descended on her mouth, and she cupped his face to seal their mouths together. While he supported himself on his elbows, she loved how his body molded so well with hers. With every breath, his hard pecs pressed on her swollen nipples, causing shards of delight to prick her.

She opened up to taste him. This time, she went on the attack, not able to get enough of him. Her breaths got faster, and her pussy ached and throbbed. Their tongues dueled. First, she’d swipe his mouth then he’d return the favor.

They broke for air, and she tried to take advantage of their haze by reaching for his cock that was snuggled between them. He was too quick and pressed his hips tight against her body.

“I caught you, darlin’. No cheating. I’m about to take the plunge and fuck you hard. Don’t ruin it.”

She did love his twang and swore his Texan accent thickened on her account. His charm probably got him far in life, but underneath his supposed innocence was a sharp mind.

“I wouldn’t dream of it, but cowboy, you’re all talk and little action.”

Danny did seem to like a dare. “Remember what happened last time you challenged me?”

Boy, did she. “Refresh my memory.”

He claimed her so fast she lost her breath. The kiss was hard, demanding, and just as delicious.

He jumped off the bed, grabbed the foil packet, and tore it open. “I hope you’re ready to be ridden, darlin’.”

She loved how he put so much joy into making love. It wasn’t just about him. It was about them. “Bring it on.” She wiggled her fingers. “Can I put it on?”

He laughed. “Fool me once, but not twice.”

“Someday, I’m going to crawl into your bed, tie you down, and have my way with you.”

He tapped her nose. “That I’d like to see.”

Danny got back onto the bed and knelt between her thighs. He lifted both of her legs and wrapped them around his shoulders. She immediately tightened her muscles to drawn him near, but he didn’t budge.

He wagged a finger at her. “There’s something you need learn, little girl. I’m the one in control. Not you.”

“Ooh, Mr. Tough Man.” God, did she love that act.

Instead of fucking her, he cupped her ass and lifted it. When he bent down and nibbled on her pussy, she nearly came. Good thing he wasn’t in familiar surroundings and had a rope or two lying around or he might have tied her down. Since her hands were free, she grabbed his shoulders and dug her nails into his skin.

Each lick brought her higher and higher until her own feral desires started to spiral out of control. “I need you now.”

He stopped. “Patience. You taste so fucking good. I can’t get enough of you.”

“Later. Please.”

He sat back and grinned. Once more she expected him to drive into her, but did he? No. Three fingers plunged into her pussy, and she had to stifle her scream. In fact, when he pulled them out and drove them in again, she had to clamp a hand over her mouth. The last thing she needed was to wake up Greg.

“I’m really serious now. Do me.”

“Just waiting for you to ask, darlin’.”

She swatted his shoulder, but she suspected it hurt her more. She’d been begging for minutes, and yet he seemed to like torturing her with pleasure. Danny leaned forward and nudged open her pussy. Then he had the nerve to stop and grin.

She wasn’t sure what she’d do to pay him back, but she’d think of something. “Go.”

In one steady thrust, he impaled her, and her world spun out of control. She dropped her hands to the bed and bunched the sheet in her fist.

Danny’s eyes shut as he pounded into her. She swore his cock got larger just as she was about to be swept into oblivion.

“I need your tits.”

He dropped her legs to the mattress and flipped her over before she could understand what was happening. Only seconds elapsed before he was securely ensconced in her once more. When his palms grabbed her tits, she knew she was in heaven. “Yes, yes, yes.”

He pinched the tips so hard the pain lodged in her throat and she just had to milk his cock.

“Don’t do that, darlin’.” His grip tightened on her nipples.

She loved his tone of desperation. It meant she did have some control. Three more times she clamped down on him.

“Fuck.” That expletive was followed by a growl that seemed to start low in his chest and grew louder as he pounded into her.

His relentless thrusts caused wicked flames to lick her insides. She wanted more. She wanted it faster. And she wanted it now. “I’m going to come!”

His next entry beat against the end and seemed to reach her belly. Her pussy walls convulsed, and her climax shook her hard, robbing her of all thought. She stifled the scream lodged in her throat and dropped onto her elbows to bury her face in her hands as wave upon wave of erotic lust grabbed hold.

Never had she experienced anything like that. Just then, Danny’s cock pulsed and throbbed as he exploded. Heat from his hot jism seeped through the condom and nearly burned her. His grip tightened on her ass as he held her still.

After a long minute, he dropped his head on her back and wrapped his arms around her waist. Though his grasp tightened, she could tell he was trying not to the squeeze her too hard.

They must have stayed like that forever. Her legs grew weak, and finally her stomach hit the mattress.

“Darlin’, I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to recover. That was better than riding the fastest steed.”

She didn’t particularly like being compared to a horse, but given he was a cowboy, she figured he thought it a compliment. “Thank you.”

After he kissed her shoulder, he withdrew with a pop. “Damn.”

“What?”

“Gotta hightail it across the hall, and I’m naked.”

“Just be quiet.” The clock read 2:03 a.m., so she figured no one would be about.

“Be right back.”

When he returned seconds later, she hadn’t even heard the door open. He rolled her over and wiped her clean.

His tender care really spoke volumes for the type of man he was. It was his brother that still had her confused. “Are you going to tell Trace what we did?” She wasn’t even sure what answer she hoped for.

“Don’t think I’ll have to say anything. He’ll know.”

That didn’t help. “I want to know how he reacts.”

Danny shrugged. “You’ve got to understand that Trace is a very faithful guy.”

“I like faithful.” She didn’t see the problem. In fact, that was an admirable trait.
Oh, shit
. “He has a girlfriend back home, doesn’t he?”

“No one steady. His mistress is the ranch. He feels he owes it to the people who raised us to take charge of the spread and all the horses.”

“Didn’t you say they have two sons?”

“Yes, but they’re only twenty-two and twenty-three.”

She chuckled. “They’re not much younger than you two.”

Danny rolled down next to her, gathered her against his broad chest, and kissed the top of her head. “Maybe they’ll be ready soon. But I’m thinking if we put our heads together, we might be able to change Trace’s priorities.”

She looked up and smiled. Her night had gotten just that much better.

Sasha fell asleep in Danny’s arms and probably had the best night’s sleep in her life. When she cracked open her eyes, her back was cold and the sun was peeking through the window. She jackknifed up and looked around.
Damn
. He was gone.

Noise sounded in another room, and she recognized the need to get up. The last thing she wanted to do was overstay her visit with Greg. Fortunately, she’d spread out her clothes on the dresser and they were now dry if not a little stiff. Once dressed, she saw that Greg’s bedroom door was open, making it safe to use his bathroom.

By the time she got to the kitchen, only Danny was there. “Where is everyone?”

“When I got up, Trace was gone. I suspect he’s checking on the horses.”

“And Greg?”

“He left a note saying he had an early appointment in town.”

She doubted that. Maybe he just wanted to give them some privacy. She wouldn’t have thought he’d have been so good about her coming here.

“You ready to ride back and chow?” She wasn’t going to use any of Greg’s food.

“Did our sex rock last night?”

She laughed at his comeback. “Let me grab my jacket.”

Sure enough, when they arrived at the barn, Trace had brushed and saddled all three horses. She held her breath, wondering how he’d respond if he did know what she and his twin had done last night.

When Trace grinned, the tension eased out of her body. He walked Sandblaster toward her. “Sleep well?” He winked.

“Very. You?” She decided to toss the comment right back at him.

“Soundly. Didn’t hear a thing.” He handed her the reins.

Since the two bedrooms were next to each other, she guessed he’d heard at least a portion of her moans. She looked away forcing down the blush that was sure to follow. “Anyone ready to go find some breakfast?”

Danny whistled for Scotsman’s Pride, and the horse obeyed. She’d never seen that horse behave like that. “I’m thinking it’ll be closer to lunch by the time we get back.”

“I agree, so we better get going.”

All three mounted and trotted off. She’d have to remember to do something nice for Greg. Without his generosity, she’d have spent a cold night in the barn and wouldn’t have enjoyed the wonders of Danny Sanders.

* * * *

Trace was conflicted. He hadn’t slept a wink last night listening to Sasha and Danny make love. He wasn’t jealous. He knew he could have gone next door, and she probably would have welcomed him into her arms. The problem he saw was that if his cock got to sample her pussy or her mouth, he’d never be able to get her out of his system.

He had it bad, and he knew it. Danny and he would be going back to Texas soon, and the withdrawal would cause a lot of sleepless nights. As it was, he opted to ride in front of Sasha so that he wouldn’t see her hair swing or her legs hug her horse’s flanks. He didn’t need to imagine her legs wrapping around him like that. It would be close to torture to be around her for another few days, but his brother had purchased nonrefundable tickets, and even if he’d volunteered to pay for new ones so they could have left earlier, Danny would have said no.

Trace already feared that his brother might go home just to pack and return right away. The loss would devastate him, but Danny seemed happier here than he’d ever been in his life.

Right now, Trace needed to focus on anything other than Sasha. If only his damn body would stop reacting every time she got near, he might survive.

The trip took only a little more than an hour to get to Panther Cove. Had they been able to ride full out, they would have arrived in half the time. The horses’ legs were covered in mud from all the rain puddling in the path, and it would take time to clean them.

They dismounted and walked their steads into the barn. When Trace spotted the brushes hanging on the wall, he took off the saddle and brushed down his mount.

“You don’t have to do that,” Sasha said.

“They need tending.”

“We hire a boy who does that.”

“He can’t be the only one to tend to the horses.” Besides, it would keep his mind off of the delightful woman in front of him.

She shrugged. “Pretty much.”

What a shame. Gordon had some of the finest stock he’d seen in a long time. What he would give to be able to breed some of his own horses with Gordon’s. “Well, the kid’s not here, and I want to make sure Knightsbridge is treated well.” He patted the horse’s muzzle. “Isn’t that so?”

When his horse snorted, she grinned. “Fine.”

“Darlin’, you can go say hello to your granddad. Me and Trace can take care of Sugarcane.”

She laughed. “It’s Sandblaster.”

“If you say so.”

Danny had it bad if he was resorting to that juvenile tactic.

“Okay. I should let the old man know that we are back. Thanks.”

Trace didn’t want to watch her leave, but it was like she was this magnet and he was made of steel. As soon as she was out of view, he exhaled.

Danny grabbed a second brush and took care of his horse. “So what are you going to do?”

Trace didn’t even look up. “Do?”

“You want her. I can see that. Are you going to get some satisfaction before we leave?”