Mountain Desire (Wild Mountain Men 3)

She dropped her head and kissed him, all the while showing off her ass, her knees spread wide around Shane’s hips. Pink pussy lips were all but dripping with her desire. They were swollen from fucking and open. I watched as both her holes winked at me as she clenched.

I couldn’t wait a second longer to get back inside her.

I moved up the bed, knelt behind her. Shane bent his knees and spread his legs wide to give me room.

Sliding right back in was easy, and I groaned at the feel. I set my hands on her hips. While she was lean and muscular, she was soft and cushiony beneath my palms. Her moan was stifled by Shane’s mouth.

I worked her at a slow pace, not wanting to stop Shane from enjoying her too. That didn’t keep me from trying out her ass like Shane had. I licked my thumb, then set it over her tight little back entrance. I didn’t push in—I wasn’t fucking stupid—only circled gently.

Her head came up, her hair tossed down her back. “I… I love that.”

I couldn’t help but smile. “We’ll get you ready, sugar, for us to take you there

. Not today, but soon.”

“Give me a turn at her pussy,” Shane said.

I paused, thought about what he wanted, then caught on.

Slowly I pulled out. “Give Shane a turn,” I told her.

Eve looked over her shoulder at me, then back at Shane. She shifted so she hovered over his dick, then lowered down. From behind, I got to watch my friend’s dick disappear inside her.

His hands moved to her hips as he helped her ride him.

“My turn,” I said after a little while.

Eve laughed as she lifted off Shane and stuck her ass out for me. I didn’t wait, just plunged back in.

“You’ve got two dicks to take, Eve,” Shane said. “Who’s going to get you off? Finch from behind or me?”

I gave it to her good, starting slow and picking up the pace as she pushed back, fucking herself on me. Then she leaned forward, came all the way off, then lowered herself onto Shane.

Back and forth she went until she found a rhythm, her breath picking up, her eyes falling closed as she worked herself on both of us. Her hand moved to her clit, her fingers rubbing circles over it as she fucked us both.

I didn’t give a shit if she needed a little extra help to get there. We certainly weren’t skimping. I felt her inner walls clamp down just a second before she came, her head thrown back as she tensed. Cried out.

“Fuck, that’s hot,” Shane said as he watched her come.

I followed right after her. It was impossible to hold off a second longer, not the way she was squeezing me. I gripped her hips hard as I held myself deep, filled the condom.

I pulled out, let Shane take over as he brought her down on top of him, even while she was still coming, worked her through that orgasm and gave her another. Only then did he follow and bust his own nut inside her.

The condoms were a necessity. We hadn’t talked about her being on any kind of birth control, nor did we mention if we were clean. I wasn’t interested in being a dad anytime soon, and I respected Eve, and myself, enough to use protection until we worked it out.

But the idea of coming in her without the latex barrier made my dick start to stir. I wanted to mark her, to make her mine. Body and soul.

We were doing a damned good job with her body. We just had to get through to her soul next.

EVE

I was at my desk, staring out the window at all the fresh snow, probably two feet. It had finally stopped overnight, the clouds moving east. The sun was out, and it was almost blinding to look at. Since my car was sitting in Mac’s shop—he’d picked it up from the side of the road a few hours after I’d called it in—Finch had dropped me off at the station before taking Shane to his post with the forest service. Fortunately I’d be able to use a department SUV until my car was fixed and wouldn’t be reliant on Finch. That was the last thing I wanted, to have to rely on either of them. I was struggling with the no-strings thing, and that would have only made it worse.

Shane had a weapon of his own. Sure, a gun at his hip, but also a uniform. The cliché was true. A guy in uniform was a sight to behold, ruthless for a woman’s panties. I should have guessed it, but I’d been too busy enjoying him naked to think about his work clothes.

“Hey,” Nix said, walking by to hang up his coat. The room was half full, some people wrapping up their night shift, others coming in to start their day. Phones rang and the scent of coffee came from the break room.

I blinked, realized I’d been spacing out, and glanced his way. “Hey.”