"Oh, now. You'll make me fall." His knees were weak from them already.
"No falling. I'm working on healing you up."
"I like how you work." He smiled for her, wanting her to know how good it was to have her there.
Look at that sheila go pink. That made him chuckle and lean for another kiss. He did love to kiss. Some blokes didn't, which Packer thought was right odd. Boy or girl, there was something to love about the slide of lips and tongues. Adrian pushed closer, stubble scraping him, tongue sliding into the kiss.
"Oh." The tiny noise escaped him, his hands moving as much as they could, his body swaying.
He had one hand around Calleigh's jeans-clad hip, the other on Adrian's bare skin. Fuck, that was fine. He let them hold him, and hold him up, because he wasn't sure he could do it alone. The tastes of them, the textures, were fucking perfect.
"You want the bed?" Calleigh moaned against his mouth.
"I do. Please." Oh, god, he wanted to be able to do everything, right now. Too bad his body wouldn't let him.
"Come on, Ades. Help me out." Calleigh started moving him, solid as a rock beside him.
They got him back to the bed, got him laid out and comfy, and then set to driving him stark raving. They were like the best kind of tag team. Adrian was teasing his cock, their girl was at his nipple, biting and licking. Packer couldn't seem to make his arms move, and his leg was like lead, so he just let them have at him. He'd pay them back when he could.
He felt Adrian's low moan as the tip of his cock was wrapped in heat. Fuck, yeah.
"Oh, fuck. Chook. Calleigh." His head spun with how good it all felt.
Calleigh headed north, her sweet, swollen lips offered to him for a kiss. Packer smiled against her mouth before he took control of the one thing he could. He was gonna eat her up.
Adrian took him down to the root even as Calleigh opened up to him, gave him her hot little mouth. Packer moaned, kissing her, his hips pushing his prick up into Adrian's lips. It was like the best kind of torture. Adrian's fingers rolled his balls, pushing a little, giving him what he needed. Packer grunted, his injuries pulling a little as he arched and twisted, but goddamn, how could he not? He was dying here.
Calleigh took his hand, brought it to her full, heavy breast. Packer squeezed, loving on her, his fingers finding her nipple. She moaned and Adrian swallowed, finger rubbing behind his balls.
"Oh, fuck. Please." Had he already begged? He gave Calleigh another squeeze, gave Adrian his cock, all the way down. Fuck, yes.
"Come on. Come for us."
Packer gritted his teeth to hold back the shout. Then he did just what Calleigh had asked and shot like there was no tomorrow.
Calleigh chuckled softly, nuzzled into his throat.
"Melted." He tried to pat Adrian's head with his free hand. He couldn't move.
Calleigh chuckled and kissed him again, then moved to tackle Adrian. "What about you, Ades? Are you melted?"
Adrian reached down and grabbed a double handful of ass, just like Packer wished he could. "No, love. I'm rarin' to go."
He did have one Hell of a vantage point, though, with her straddling his Chook like that. Adrian's cock rubbed against her belly, and Packer was mesmerized, watching their skin together. Adrian leaned up and took one of her nipples in his mouth, cheeks hollowing as he sucked. Calleigh scooted closer, one hand cradling Adrian's head. Fuck, it was like watching the best kind of porn. Only he could smell them, could still taste them. And one of Adrian's hands was on his good leg, stroking his skin.
He jumped, his cock trying valiantly to rise again. "Sweet. Both of you."
Calleigh looked over at him, her eyes all dazed and shit. "Pack. Fuck, he's got a sweet mouth." Randy sheila.
"He does, luv. I bet it still tastes like me."
"Tastes like us, now." Her words obviously got Adrian to sucking harder, because Calleigh jerked, a flush climbing up her chest.
"God, Chook." He kept staring at the place where Adrian's mouth met Calleigh's skin. "Sweet girl."
Adrian looked at him, nodded, then switched nipples, the one he left behind hard and dark and shining. Packer reached up to touch it, barely reaching, pinching it between his fingers.
"Oh..." Those sounds drove him wild.
"Mmm." Adrian was making some amazing noises, too, grunting, pushing.
"Want... Fuck, boys..."
"Adrian. Chook. You heard her, huh? She wants you to fuck her." He grinned when they both moaned for him.
"Now. Now would be good."
"Yeah?" Adrian had pulled away from Calleigh's breast. "Okay, baby girl."
Calleigh leaned against his good side. "This okay?"
"This is better than okay."
She turned her head, nuzzled his skin. "Good."
"Sweet luv." She was a doll. Adrian was more of a devil.
Adrian chuckled, bent and nipped at her. Packer felt every move she made, every quiver of her muscles. She was so soft, so different than them.
Adrian moved between her thighs, his cock hard and proud, eyes dragging over the both of them. "Shit."
"Come on, Chook. Give her what for." He grinned, giving Adrian a dare with his eyes.
He got a wild grin, then Adrian took himself in hand, rubbing against her clit.
Calleigh moaned, wiggled. "Ades..."
"That's it. Come on, luv. Ride him good."
"Yes. Ades. Fuck me. Want your cock."
He loved the way Adrian's eyes crossed when she talked dirty to him. Made his own eyes cross a little, too. Packer loved a dirty girl.
Adrian grabbed one of her legs, spread her and then pushed in, filling her in one, quick thrust. The sound of it was amazing, just like the smell of them together.
"Ades. Again." He could see her nails digging into Adrian's shoulder.
"Yeah. Baby girl."
Packer loved how Adrian called her that. Adrian fucked her like he meant it, like he knew she wouldn't break. It was the hottest thing ever. God, if he ever got to see her spank Adrian's ass again he might die.
She gasped, tossed her head, and that long red hair covered his cock.
"Oh, god." Yeah. Death was imminent.
He got his free hand moving, sliding that hair on his skin. Soft, silky, it was perfect on him, around him.
"Boys. Y'all..." Look at her move. She was talking for them, moaning.
"Sweet luv." He was so damned ready to get his body back.
"So fucking hot, baby." Adrian was a fucking machine, driving into her.
Packer was moving with them, Calleigh's hair like an amazing caress.
"Need y'all. I. Damn." Calleigh arched, driving herself down faster.
"Come on, baby girl." Adrian drove into her, hands on her skin, dark against her pale.
She nodded, hair dancing on his skin again and again. "Close."
"Yeah. Yeah, baby." Adrian did something with his hand that made Calleigh cry out, her body shaking. God, look at her come.
Packer groaned, reached out, tugged one nipple. She was so warm, so good against his hand. Adrian's hips moved hard and fast, eyes rolling back into his head as he shook.
"Chook. Look at you." He managed one smack to Adrian's butt before the man finished up, drawing a moan.
"Damn. Damn." Adrian panted, smiled at him.
He was a lucky, lucky man. And he knew it.
***
"
Calleigh! Baby girl? Where the fuck are you?"
Calleigh frowned from the barn where she was feeding cattle. Rob had shown her what to do, how to do it. It wasn't too hard, easier than she remembered.
"In the barn, Ades. What do you want?"
"What are you doing in the barn?" He came in, blinking at the change in the light.
"Working. What's up?" She hefted the feed bag, poured the sweet feed into the bucket.
Ades just stared at her. "You're a nurse."
"I know. Did you hit your head at the last event?"
"No, baby. I just didn't think you knew anything about horses."
"I grew up on a ranch, dork, and Rob showed me how." She chuckled, feed sprinkling everywhere.
"Oh." His face drew up in a frown. "How did I not now that?"
Calleigh shrugged. "It never came up. Mom and Dad are gone. It's a thing." She'd walked away and gone to work.
"It never came up." He blinked again. "That's like me saying it never came up that my dad was a helicopter pilot."
"Ades, it's not like we talked a lot." She put the feed bag down, stumbling under the weight of it a little.
"Shit, baby." Ades righted her. "Why don't you tell me what to do out here and go help Packer do his thing? That was why I came looking. He's like a bear with a sore paw."
"Thank you." She lifted her face for a kiss. "What's wrong with him? Just bored?"
"He hates needing help. And for some reason it makes him rage-y when I'm the one helping." Adrian smiled a little. "He's a guy."
"Yep." She poked his belly, hard. "Kiss me."
Adrian grinned all of a sudden, the expression happy and a little horny. Then he grabbed her by the waist and pulled her close, laying a good one on her.
Oh, yummy. She opened up, tongue sliding against his. Humming, he tugged her closer, lifting her against his chest and hips. He was so warm. Ades kissed her like he meant it, like he wanted her melted and crazy and right there. It was amazing, to feel that again, to know he still needed her.
"Goddamn it, where are you two buggers?" Packer's voice rang out and she giggled, dove back into Adrian's kiss.
Adrian laughed against her lips, squeezing her butt. "He's whipping up a foam."
"He's more bark than bite. You're bitchy, Pack. What's up?" She made sure he could hear her.
"Where the hell is my blue shirt?" He was just bellowing like a bull moose.
She snorted. "Like he's only got one. Boys."
Adrian swatted her butt. "Hey!"
Calleigh cracked up, then kissed his nose. "I better go help before he gets his feelings hurt."
"Yeah. I'll finish up in here, huh?"
"Thanks. Love you." She kissed the side of his mouth, headed out to the thundering cloud. "What're you so pissy about, Pack?"
Packer was teetering on his good leg, his pajamas all askew. "Where did everyone go?"
"I was feeding for you." She scooted under his arm, gave him something to lean on. "Mmm. You smell good."
"I feel like a useless piece of shit, luv." He clumped along, letting her lead him back to the house.
"You need a hobby, honey. Something to do with your hands." She grabbed his shirt on their way through the laundry room.
"How?" He waved his good arm. "The damned collarbone..."
"Are you a reader? I have a Kindle and you can turn pages one handed."
"I like to read." That actually seemed to perk up his interest. "Yeah."
"Cool. Let me delete some books and I'll give it to you." No way was she admitting to reading some of the stuff she had.
"Delete?" He raised a brow, grinning at her now.
She hoped she wasn't blushing too much. "Uh-huh. To, uh, free you some room up."
"Oh, I'll read anything." He was just a shithead. He really was. Pack had to know she was hiding something.
"Let me... I'll grab it." Her fucking cheeks were burning.
"No worries, luv." He kissed her cheek, relenting a bit.
She turned her face and brought their lips together for a second, then went to find her Kindle, delete the more perverse titles. A girl had to keep her secrets, after all.
Packer had managed to get into a pair of sweats by the time she got back, but the shirt was half on, his bad side defeating him. Poor baby.
"Here, let me help." She got him dressed and settled into his chair quick as a flash.
"Thanks, luv." He sighed. "Ready to be better."
"I bet you are." She got her fingers on his neck and started working his muscles, leaning over the soft back of the chair.
"Yeah." He grunted, his head dipping so she could work good. "Thanks."
"Mmmhmm. So tense. You need to relax." She hoped it wasn't her, stressing him out.
"I just hate this." He chuckled reaching back with his good hand to pat her wrist. "You should go on and spend some time with Adrian. I have the books, the remote, huh?"
"As soon as the critters are fed, I'm going to sit on my butt and paint my toenails."
He leaned back, humming. "Can I watch?"
She chuckled. He liked to watch her do all sorts of things. "You can." Perv.
"Brilliant. Go on, do my work."
"Spoiled brat." She kissed the edge of his ear.
"Uh-huh. You just wait until I got both arms and both legs."
"Then you'll have to chase me."