Her Double Mountain Outlaws

“Okay, this is just a first round. You can make any changes you—”

“I love it.”

My voice was quiet, my jaw dropped as I stared at the line drawing in front of me. It was perfect—a mix of both of them, and of both their drawings, while at the same time screaming “me.”

The design would wrap around my right hip and thigh, with elements of the vines and flowers delicately teasing down my bikini line with a little blossom covering my badly-outlined cat. Landon’s cat, however, was part of the thigh element of the design—this adorable kitten chasing a falling petal tangled inside flower vines. The whole thing was crazy detailed, with thin, feminine lines, delicate details, and this almost lace-looking effect left me speechless.

“Yes,” I breathed, nodding quickly before my eyes danced back to theirs. “Very, very yes.”

“It’s a big piece, angel,” Caleb growled. “Are you sure you—”

“Entirely, yes.”

Slowly, he grinned. “Well shit, should we do this?”

My brow went up. “We?”

Landon smiled. “We’re both going to work on you. It’s faster and less taxing on the hands, and we’ve got the same style anyways. So, we’ll do it together,” he grinned wickedly at me. “If you think you can take it.”

I bit my lip, the innuendo plain in his words.

“Didn’t I already prove that?”

Caleb chuckled, and Landon growled, his eyes flashing as he leaned in to kiss me slowly.

“You ready?”

“Let’s do this.”

* * *

I shivered as Caleb pulled the stencil away, leaving the design printed across my skin in the purple ink that’d show them where to tattoo. Landon’s hands slid up my bare thigh, sending heat through me as the both of them leaned in close.

“Yeah, that’s perfect, man,” he grunted at Caleb’s positioning work before turning to me. “You ready, angel?”

I nodded. Okay, I was nervous as hell. But seeing the design inked on my skin, curling delicately around my hip and teasing down the outside of my thigh had me excited too.

“Ready.”

Their hands moved over me and I fought the urge to moan. I hadn’t expected it, but there was something almost erotic about what was about to happen. I was sitting in Landon’s tattoo chair in just a shirt, naked from the waist down. At first, I was going to keep my panties on, but the elastic cut across where the tattoo would curl up my hip, so I’d taken them off. Now, I was bare and nude for their eyes as they both hovered right above me.

Caleb rolled me slightly, putting a pillow under my butt to get me in the right position before he nodded again.

“This might sting.”

“I can take it.”

“Good girl,” he growled. His tattoo gun buzzed to life, followed by Landon’s, who was leaning across me from the left. And slowly, the both of them moved in to the stenciled design.

I cried out at the first contact from both needles, but I shook my head when they started to pull away.

“No, keep going.”

They nodded, jaws tight and eyes focused as they leaned in and kept going. There was pain, and heat, but as they started to trace over my skin, this naughty, teasingly erotic feeling slid over me. Two rough, gorgeous men, hovering over me inches away from my bare pussy. It was pain and pleasure, swirling together in this teasing, aching way that had my whole body tingling with something primal and fierce.

Hands slid over my skin, breath teased against me. The pain started to fade, and when it was just this buzzing heat tingling through my skin, I could feel my body reacting.

…And not in the way I’d ever expected.

My skin tingled, and I could feel the heat pulsing deep in my core. Landon’s hand held me fast, his fingers right on the edge on my hip. Caleb’s fingers brushed across my inner thigh, his tattoo gun buzzing over my skin as I bit my bottom lip.

The moan caught in my throat.

God, I was getting turned on. Very, very turned on. I could feel it all buzzing through my body, and when my nipples started to pucker into hard little nubs, it took everything I had not to bring a hand up to tease them. The throbbing buzz inside of me pooled heat between my thighs, and I fought back against the urge to squeeze my legs together.

And I was wet. I could feel it, this slick heat teasing through my pussy as the needles etched across my skin. Both men pulled back for one second, and I took the opportunity to shift, something fluttering inside of me as my core tightened and my pussy clenched. They leaned back over, and I blushed, sure that they could see my wetness glistening on my lips.

But they just kept going, and the heat just kept building inside of me.

Pain mixed with pleasure, my skin burned and yet also yearned for more of their touch. Landon exhaled, his breath teasing across my pubic mound and making me gasp quietly. I knew he saw it, too, but he just kept going, even if I could see the restraint rippling in his jaw, his eyes fighting to stay focused on the tattoo and not the heat from between my legs.