Mountain Delights (Wild Mountain Men 2)

“Please,” I begged, wiggling my hips, then reaching between my parted thighs to touch myself.

Cy stepped close, pushed my hand away. “Did we say you could come?”

I was transfixed by the sight of his cock, bobbing directly in front of my face. The flesh there was darker than the rest of his body, a darker red, stretched taut. The vein that ran up the length bulging with blood, keeping him hard. Pre-cum slipped from him and mixed with my arousal that coated it.

He didn’t say anything more and Lucas didn’t move inside me, making me realize they were waiting for a response.

I tipped my chin back, looking up, way up into Cy’s dark eyes. His gaze was fierce with passion, but his tone was laced with reprimand. He’d been balls deep inside me, and now he was waiting, dick in hand. His control was unnerving.

I shook my head. “No. But I need—”

“We know what you need,” he countered. “We’ll give it to you, but when we say, not you.”

A thrill shot through me at his dominance. At the control he was taking. How had he known it was something I needed? I didn’t have to worry that I’d come. I didn’t have to worry about anything. Not about my knee or my career or even the weather. All I had to do was take their cocks and the pleasure those big beasts were going to give me.

While Lucas was a lover who took control in the bedroom, he’d been indulgent. Sweet, even. It didn’t seem Cy was going to be that way. A thrill shot through me and I got even wetter. I hadn’t realized how much I craved his power.

“You wanted two dicks, sweetheart. You can have them.” Cy shifted his hips, his dick bobbing right in front of me.

I took the crown into my mouth, licked it like an ice cream cone. The flavor of pre-cum and my own juices burst on my tongue.

“Holy fuck,” he growled, his hands settling on my head, then a hand gripped my braid which tilted my head back slightly. “Her mouth’s as hot as her pussy.”

I looked up at him through my lashes, saw his jaw clench, the tendons stand out on his neck.

“You’ll take both of us, won’t you?” he asked.

I couldn’t nod, so I took him deeper. There was no way I’d be able to take all of him—Lucas loved when I sucked him off, but I couldn’t deep throat like a porn star—so I gripped his base and worked him with my hand in tandem with my mouth.

A spank landed on my ass. Not too hard, but enough to make heat flare. Lucas.

“I don’t know if I should be pissed seeing you take another guy’s dick down your throat, doll, or if I’m going to come watching you take both of us.”

I wasn’t ashamed of my sexuality or afraid to talk about it. But telling a guy they weren’t enough was a sensitive subject, even for an alpha guy like Lucas. But he’d been on board with a threesome, and in a permanent way. He’d even said it should be Cy. But I could understand his current thoughts. He’d admitted he’d never done anything like this before. Neither had I. Imagining it was one thing, doing it was another.

And now the woman he’d said he wanted to marry was sucking another guy’s dick. But, he was balls deep in my pussy at the same time. He began to move me, lifting and lowering me, fucking me as he saw fit.

Between the two of them, they took me hard. They weren’t gentle, but both were cautious, not wanting to hurt me or push me too far. I felt their restraint and appreciated them for it. This time, it was enough because I was overwhelmed. I wasn’t used to two men’s voices, feeling two sets of hands, their cocks. Even though it was everything I’d fantasized about, I wasn’t used to it.

And yet it felt so good. Lucas knew exactly where to rub and stroke deep inside me. The feel of Cy’s cock in my mouth, his hand capturing my braid made me feel so… submissive. My bottom even stung from his spanking. God, I could forget everything, think of nothing but them and how they made me feel.

Just imagining what I looked like, naked between the two of them, two dicks in two of my holes. The feel of Lucas fucking me—we’d never done it reverse cowgirl before—and his ability to watch as I sucked his friend off made me even hotter.

And Cy, so big and thick… god. I felt him tense, felt his fingers tighten in my hair. The way their breathing changed, the sounds they made… the sounds we made together… it pushed me higher and higher.

But I couldn’t come. I whimpered, wiggled my hips as best I could. Since Cy had told me I couldn’t touch myself, I cupped my breast, tugged on my nipple wanting more stimulation, needing more, needing something to push me over. I looked up at Cy again through my lashes, begged him with my eyes.

“Lucas, you said you were saving that ass for me,” Cy said. While he spoke to Lucas, he kept his dark eyes on me.

“That’s right.” Lucas didn’t stop fucking me as they talked.

“You might not have fucked it, but did you play wit

h it?”

One of Lucas’s hands slid from my hip to settle low over my back, his thumb resting between my parted cheeks. The pad of it picked up some of my arousal and then brought it to my back entrance. He’d done this before, but not in this position, not when he could see what he was doing so easily, when it was bright as day in the room. When Cy could see from his standing position exactly what Lucas was doing.

“Sure did. She loves it,” Lucas said.