Allister, J. Rose - Discarded Cowboys [Lone Wolves of Shay Falls 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (13 page)

“Shit, you’re so fuckin’ tight,” Russell said. His eyes were shut, but reopened to burn through her. “Your cunt feels incredible, squeezin’ my cock.”

She didn’t answer, and he apparently read the question in her eyes. “Ride me, Tal. Slide your hips and rock on my dick. See how good it feels.”

With a nod, she lifted up and sank back down with a sharp hiss of pleasure as he bottomed out again. “You’re right,” she breathed. “It feels incredible. But when is it going to hurt?”

“It won’t,” Drew said from behind her. His hands came around again to toy with her nipples, and without even thinking, she responded by rocking her hips back and forth on Russell’s thick, hard cock. “Virgin mates only feel pain when they let the wrong man in, so to speak.”

“And you didn’t.” Russell’s tone sounded fevered now, and his hands gripped her hips while he began thrusting his pelvis upward to meet hers. “Not even when your clan tried to marry you off. You waited for this. For
me
.”

He kissed her deeply, desperately, grabbing her hair and pushing his tongue into her mouth. She worked herself against his cock, feeling his tongue plunder in and out much the same way his dick was moving. Drew’s pelvis pressed against her back, which was growing slick with sweat as he ground his rock-hard erection against her. She broke off and tipped her head back against Drew’s belly, rocking her hips back and forth rather than up and down. Her clit rubbed Russell’s pubic hair delightfully this way, and she moaned in pleasure.

Drew came around to the side of the chair and bent over her. “Give me that hot mouth,” he said, and without awaiting a response, he crushed his lips over hers. His tongue was forceful, insistent, and she matched him stroke for stroke. Her hand sought and found his stiff cock, and she rubbed it with her palm. What a delicious feeling! His dick was long, hotter than a summer noon, and somehow satiny soft and iron hard at the same time. He cried out, and she froze her hand.

“Don’t stop,” he said, pushing his cock against her palm. “I want you so bad it hurts.”

“Come here,” Russell said. “I’ll help you with that.”

Drew straightened up, and his cock stuck out near Russell and Talaitha’s faces. He was so erect the head was almost purple, and the shaft pulsed and jerked. To her shock, Russell wet his lips and then took that hard cock right into his mouth. Drew moaned in obvious appreciation, and she felt Russell’s cock throb inside her just like Drew’s was doing. She reached up to finger his hard chest, brushing over his nipples while she wondered if they were as sensitive as her own. His gritted teeth hissing in response seemed to indicate they were. Russell’s head bobbed back and forth as he worked the shaft, and Drew began pumping his hips. Her hand wandered along his hip and down to the balls hanging between his thighs, and she gently ran her fingers across them.

“Shit, that feels so good,” he said.

She wasn’t sure he meant her, but she kept stroking his balls anyway. They were hairy, and the skin beneath was wrinkled, and they felt pleasantly weighty when she cupped them in her palm.

Russell pulled away for a moment, and she couldn’t help herself. She flicked out her tongue and ran it along the side of Drew’s shaft, ending at the swollen bulb at the end. Still holding on to his balls, she licked around the tip of his cock, tasting salty fluid and male musk.

“Fuck, you look hot doin’ that,” Russell said.

Then he joined her, and both their tongues laved Drew’s cock, mingling on occasion as they licked up and down. Drew’s head fell back with a groan that sounded less than human, and Talaitha tried to find a rhythm of riding Russell while pleasuring his alpha. The task was easier said than done, and finally she playfully pushed Russell’s head away from Drew’s cock and plunged her lips over the tip. She eagerly took him deep in her mouth but couldn’t fit him all the way in. She grabbed the base of his dick with one hand while bobbing her head up and down the way she’d seen Russell doing.

Russell grabbed her nipples, tugging on them until her clit’s throb sharpened in warning that climax was approaching. She managed to get a rhythm going, fucking Russell’s cock while fucking Drew with her mouth. The tandem thrusting built a divine pressure in her pelvis.

“Jesus, woman, I’m goin’ to shoot cum down your throat if you don’t stop actin’ like a hot, cock-starved bitch,” Drew said, but he grabbed her hair and rode her mouth nonetheless.

She paused, but Russell let go of one nipple and reached around to deliver a pleasantly sharp slap to her ass. “Don’t you listen to him,” he said. “Keep ridin’ us like you’ll die if you don’t. Don’t you dare fuckin’ stop.”

What was it about that voice, and why was it that the more vulgar his talk, the better she liked it? His words redoubled her need and her efforts, and she sucked Drew deep while pounding her ass down against Russell’s thighs.

“That does it,” Drew said, his eyes flaming a brilliant, red-rimmed gold. “You’re fuckin’ mine.”

He got behind her, lifting her off Russell’s lap. She cried out in surprise and more than a little frustration as his cock slid out of her and Drew stood her up on quivering legs.

“Get on your back, cowboy,” Drew said to Russell, whose cock was slick with Talaitha’s juices and looked stiff enough to burst.

He winced a little upon sliding off the recliner, but complied nonetheless and laid himself down on the rug.

“Now get on him again,” Drew whispered from behind her, his hands on her shoulders. “Sink that cock deep in you until you’re sittin’ on him.”

She needed no further invitation, but Russell gave it to her anyway by holding his arms out to her. She went to him, straddling his waist and gripping the cock that was jumping on his belly. She was aware of Drew messing around by her legs as she drove the shaft back inside herself with a grateful hiss. She glanced down to see the man had shoved their T-shirts under her knees, padding them.

“Thank you,” she said in a hoarse approximation of her voice.

He moved behind her, pushing Russell’s legs apart to get closer to her. “Oh, you’re about to thank me, darlin’. Lean forward a tick.”

He pushed his hand between her shoulder blades, urging her forward. She lowered herself, careful to avoid Russell’s injury.

“Kiss me,” Russell said, his eyes aglow with golden fire.

Their mouths met with a groan, and her clit throbbed with demands that she rub herself against his pelvis. She did, but froze at the feel of Drew’s cock pushing itself between her ass cheeks.

“What are you doing?” she asked over her shoulder, a bit alarmed.

“Claimin’ you.” He ran a hand over one of her arms, which was supporting herself over Russell. “Just relax.”

Between her body’s incessant needs and Drew’s prodding, it was near impossible to do anything of the sort. His cockhead rubbed against her puckered hole, and she realized what he was trying to do.

“You can’t,” she said.

“I won’t hurt you. Trust me.”

Before awaiting a reply, he thrust himself forward. She gave a startled whimper and tensed as she felt his stiff shaft surge up inside her ass, filling her right alongside Russell’s pulsing cock.

Her panic soon turned to surprised relief when the expected flare of pain didn’t happen. In fact, having two men deep inside her felt unbelievably right. Incredible.

“Oh, my,” she said, reveling wide-eyed in the potent sensation of being stretched to the brink with cock.

“I told you, sex won’t hurt with us,” Drew said, pulling back almost to her entrance. “Not in a bad way, anyway. Now, hold still for a minute and just enjoy the ride.”

Her arms quivered from holding herself steady over Russell as Drew began to pump his hips. “Jesus, woman,” he said. “You’re so tight with Russell in you, too, that I can barely move. My cock’s ready to explode already.”

Russell’s face looked pinched, and he clenched his jaw as he circled her breasts with his hands. “I can feel him fuckin’ you,” Russell said through his gritted teeth. “I’m gonna lose it inside you before you have a chance to move again.”

“Go ahead, Tal,” Drew said, his voice also strained. “Fuck him, darlin’. Move with me and show your mates how much you like our cocks in you.”

Her pussy squeezed around Russell’s shaft at the words, and she couldn’t control herself anymore. Unable to restrain herself enough to coordinate her rhythm with Drew’s, she let his cock thrusts push her sheath up and down along Russell, and she began slamming her hips back down with each stroke. Russell growled something that was less than human and pinched her nipples in response. She was so close now—closer than she thought possible to her men, closer than ever to a blinding climax.

“I’m ready,” Drew said, moving her hair aside to lay feverish kisses along her neck and shoulder while his hands grabbed and kneaded her breasts. She rode Russell hard now, feeling his cock piston in and out of her while her clit rubbed against his magnificent body.

“I most definitely fuckin’ acknowledge that you are Russell’s true mate,” Drew went on. “And mine. Tell me you believe it, Tal. Tell me to make it official.”

“Yes,” she said, feeling her body begin a sharp ascent to the top of climax. “I’ve known it since the first time I saw him.”

“Be mine, then,” Russell said, his face contorting as though he, too, were nearing the edge of orgasm. “Let him mark you.”

Drew’s tongue and lips on her shoulder drove her to the brink, and she tipped her head farther to the side to give him access. “I claim you for this pack. Forever.”

The scream that followed was her own, accompanied by the unexpected sensation of white-hot, sharp needles sinking into her shoulder. Searing pain bloomed fierce and fast, then immediately exploded into all-consuming pleasure. Still, a flutter of panic dulled the heady lust.

“No!” she gasped to Russell through gritted teeth. “He’s biting me. I can’t be one of you.”

“You’ll stay human,” he said, grasping her face in his hands. “He’s just makin’ you ours.”

“Oh.” She relaxed. “But I thought I already was.”

She’d barely gotten the last word out when the claim bulldozed over her. All the dreams that whispered she was fated for this man, even the past few days of feeling pulled to his call, faded in comparison to the sense of being taken whole by them both. She hadn’t truly been his until this very moment, and now they were inextricably joined. She had never felt a sense of belonging like this, not with her clan nor even her family. The three of them were bonded now, and she could feel their need for her every bit as strongly as she felt hers for them.

Her cry this time rose louder than her surprised shout of pain, growing into a long moan of pure, erotic bliss. “Fuck me harder,” she said to Russell, barely registering her blunt, base language. “I need you deeper.” She felt Drew’s mouth pulling away, but she grabbed the back of his head. “No. I need your teeth in me, too.”

“I can’t with you gyratin’ like a pole dancer,” he said, his hot breath on her neck. “But I’m right here.” He tugged her hair hard enough to pull her head back. “
Dik mandi
, Talaitha. Look at me while you come.”

Their eyes met, and she wondered whether hers looked as glazed and feral as his. Then she couldn’t think anymore. His searing gaze, and her ass slapping Russell’s thighs with each stroke, all proved too much. She tumbled right over the peak of orgasm, breaking eye contact with Drew as she catapulted somewhere she had never been before. She was barely aware of Drew and Russell stiffening up and shouting their climaxes, clutching her to them as though the universe itself required it.

It was only after several long moments of anguished moans and continued rocking that the waves of orgasm subsided, and their motions stilled until Russell cradled her against his chest, with her listening to the erratic sound of his heart.

Something important about the final moments before she lost herself to heaven niggled at the back of her mind, but she was too fuzzy to put a finger on it. And when Drew suggested a three-way shower, she forgot altogether.