“We plan to go swimming on horseback next week since the weather is predicted to be warmer than usual for September. We’ll follow the creek until it opens up into a small lake deep enough for the horses to swim. They love it.” Devin patted Thor’s neck. It wasn’t lost on Kelsey he didn’t answer her question but instead diverted her from it with that bit of information.
“Am I good enough to go?”
Greg twisted around and eyed her relaxed seat. “If not by then, you can ride with me. Turn here.”
Kelsey pulled the reins to the right, following him down a narrower path for a short distance and then looked around in pleasant surprise as they came to a small copse. Sporting a bed of moss green ground cover and long logs squared off around a fire pit, she could see the gurgling stream just beyond the trees. “Oh, this is a great spot.”
“We like it for the seclusion.” Devin dismounted and before she could follow suit, he came around and plucked her from the saddle, making no move to step back once her feet hit the ground.
Whether by a silent command or on her own, Cleo deserted her for the company of the two larger males a few feet away, leaving Kelsey standing with Devin’s large hands still holding onto her waist as Greg came up behind her. Her breathing quickened as they both stepped close enough their warm breath wafted along her neck as they bent their heads. She slammed her eyes closed against the rapid rise of her senses their nearness evoked.
“Uh, not that I’m complaining, but what’s going on?” she whispered, sucking in a gulp of air as two pairs of lips ghosted over the tender skin of her neck, the teasing kisses and nibbles bringing about a spate of goosebumps.
“You’ve been very clear about wanting what we can give you. You saw enough last night to know what we’re into, and what we expect in return while satisfying more of your curiosity. All that’s left is for you to agree.” Greg nipped her earlobe hard enough for the pleasure-producing sting to pull her nipples into taut buds.
Kelsey’s eyes flew open and she gazed in surprise up into Devin’s sun-weathered face and dark eyes. “But…” Her voice stuttered along with her heart. “You don’t even like me!”
“You’re a pesky handful,” he stated, fisting one hand in her hair and pulling her head back. “But I like you just fine.”
Not exactly a compliment, she thought as his hot mouth covered hers, but she’d take it if it meant putting an end to the rioting sensations plaguing her nonstop. He eased up on her mouth to sink his teeth into her lower lip, her gasp giving him an opening to delve inside with his tongue. Kelsey leaned against his hard frame with a moan of eager surrender, his hands tightening on her hair and hip as her insides heated with each stroke over her tongue. The leisurely exploration along with the smooth glide of their damp lips pressing together got her fired up on all cylinders until the press of Greg’s body against her back reminded her of the one word she hadn’t acknowledged or addressed. We.
“Does this mean yes, little bit?” Greg whispered in her ear before dipping his tongue inside to tease the sensitive dips and canals.
Shivers racked Kelsey’s body as she pulled her mouth from Devin’s to answer. “I can’t think. What do you mean by ‘we’?”
Devin slid his hand from her hip to grip one butt cheek while Greg reached in front of her to palm her right breast and reply, “Just this, both of us most of the time, separate on occasion. Trust us, we know what we’re doing.”
“Here’s a hint, cowboy.” She groaned, quivering inside as she imagined more of these heady feelings from being sandwiched between the two. “Mentioning your past experience is a mood killer.”
“But if we didn’t have experience, we wouldn’t be good at our job as Doms.” Devin squeezed her buttock. “Yes or no, baby?”
She’d always hated it when other guys called her baby, but every time she heard the generic pet name resonating in Devin’s deep, slow drawl, she wanted to melt in a puddle at his feet. “Yes,” she agreed in a breathless rush. She might be unsure about taking on both at the same time, but she was also glad she didn’t have to choose one. “But don’t blame me if you’re disappointed. Unlike you, this is new to me and I was pushing to enlist just one of you to entertain me while I’m here, not both.” She felt it only fair to warn them of her inexperience in this area, but damn, it was hard to think with them so close and touching her.
“We haven’t disappointed anyone or been disappointed by a newbie before, but why don’t we give you an example of what we can do together?” Greg released her breast to pinch her chin and turn her face up to his descending mouth. Devin tugged on her hair again, angling her head just right and holding her there. Between their dual grips, Kelsey had no choice but to open to Greg, and bask in that loss of control.
With a low moan of surrender, she welcomed the invasion of his tongue as she clung to his lips. Lost in their dual possession, she didn’t notice their free hands were on the move until a rough palm slid under her top, up her bare abdomen and quick, deft fingers flicked open her bra. She whimpered, a needy whine as Greg released her mouth, stroked over her still throbbing lower lip and cupped one naked breast.
“Soft, and the perfect handful.” He released her chin to slip that hand under her shirt and cover her other breast.
“Oh, God.” Kelsey couldn’t think of anything else to say as the slight breeze wafted over her exposed lower half when Devin shoved down her jeans and panties to rest at mid-thigh. Her buttocks clenched and her pussy swelled, slickened and grew heavy with need.
For the first time, his lips spread in a full-fledged grin as he pressed his hand between her legs, the scratchy callouses scraping over the tender, delicate skin of her labia. “And just think, this is only a prelude to what we can, and will do to you.” Keeping his eyes on her face, he released her hair and gripped one buttock while slowly working two fingers inside her.
Kelsey shuddered, leaned her head back against Greg’s chest and clutched his thick forearms in a panicked attempt to stay upright. The intoxicating experience of being semi-naked outdoors for the first time, of standing sandwiched between two men for the first time and of enjoying the touch of four hands on her for the first time drove her to the cusp of orgasm within moments. Heat consumed her body as fingers gripped her nipples and tightened while more fingers continued to press deeper and deeper inside her pussy, slowly stretching muscles too tight from neglect. She squeezed her inner walls as he started to pull back, desperate to keep those digits right where they were.
“Loosen up, baby,” Devin growled, the sharp pinch to her butt distracting her from holding the grip. “There you go.”
Basking in Devin’s warm approval, Kelsey arched her neck to give Greg easy access for his nibbling mouth. “That’s a girl,” he murmured in a deep rumble she felt clear to her toes. “Give yourself to us and we’ll take you places you’ve never been before.”
A sharp cry spilled from her throat as Devin pinched her aching clit the same moment Greg added pressure to her already throbbing tips. The tight squeezes switched to light plucks on the three most responsive parts of every woman’s body, that sole focus sending her on an upward spiral of consuming lust that exploded in a mind-numbing orgasm. She tried arching her hips forward, into Devin’s now plunging hand and Greg’s kneading grips, but Devin’s hold on her buttock tightened, shackling her in place for their dual assault. Colors exploded behind her eyes as her body quaked and broke out in a light sheen of perspiration.
Before the smaller contractions ending her climax had abated, Greg released her breasts and Devin pulled his fingers from her still clutching pussy. Moving so fast she couldn’t quite take it in, they formed a bar by clasping each other’s forearms and then pushed her over it. With a squeal, she latched onto their thighs to anchor herself as they began smacking her cheeks in a simultaneous, steady rhythm. The resonating echo of repetitive, bare-flesh slapping bounced around the copse as heat blossomed across her backside, aided and abetted by the brush of warm air and their deep murmurs.
“Don’t stop, Kelsey. Keep coming for us.” Devin slid his hand between her abused, pulsing cheeks to dampen her back entrance with slick fingers.
“One more, little bit.” Greg followed that command by delving inside her pussy with a forceful, three fingered thrust, the barrage of pummeling strokes stretching and filling her long-neglected sheath almost to the point of discomfort.
“I don’t know…” she gasped and stumbled to a stop as Devin breached her anus and screwed one finger inside that virgin orifice.