Anita's Triple Temptation [Men of Montana 4] (Siren Publishing Menage Amour) (17 page)

“Hey, guys,” he exclaimed. “Give her one kiss and then help get all this stuff in the house. Lyndee can’t do it all herself.”

The light on the porch didn’t do justice to the blush on Anita’s face. He wasn’t sure if it was from the attention the two men were giving her or the fact that even she wasn’t helping out.

James covered her mouth with his, giving her a lustful kiss before pulling away. Patting her on the butt, he made his way down to the truck. Kevin followed suit before nabbing bags from the backseat of the double cab pickup.

Dave stepped up to Anita, placed his hand under her chin, and lifted it up so she looked into his eyes. Taking in her kiss-swollen mouth, he licked his lips in anticipation. He noticed the bruising on the one side of her face was fading though he noticed the path gravity was pulling it. She wasn’t going to be fully recovered for a couple of weeks and he didn’t know if he and the guys would be able to forego making love to her until then.

He noticed her eyes lower. “What is it, Anita?” The shiver that ran through her concerned him and he knew he had to be a bit more demanding to get her to answer him. “Anita?”

Another shiver ran through her but she raised her gaze to look directly at him, a thrust of her chin belying brevity he knew she was trying hard to project but failing. She shifted from one foot to another as Lyndee passed by her on the way to the truck and James and Kevin were on their way in. A deep breath escaped her. “I’m really sorry, but I think I might have spent too much of your money.”

Wide eyes seemed to overtake her face as he began to laugh. She continued to stare at him with her mouth hanging open as it took a moment before he was able to stop. By the time he did, James, Kevin, and Lyndee had all stopped to watch the duo.

“Oh, darling,” he said, putting his hand up to her cheek and caressing it. “We don’t care how much you spend. We want you to be happy and we want you to fill this house with your love and if buying stuff helps you with that then we’re happy. Never, ever, think we are going to be mad about something as trivial as money. The only time we will be upset with you is if you put yourself in danger as you did at the bar the other night.”

Leaning down, he covered her mouth with his, tasting cherry lip balm on her lips. He felt her relax as she opened her mouth before he requested it with his tongue. A groan emanated from deep within his chest which must have turned her on even more. Her tongue brazenly licked across his lips, demanding entrance, causing him to smile.

Opening and letting her tongue enter, he allowed his woman to explore his inner depths. Headiness overcame him as he experienced love and lust warming his life’s muscle along with what flowed through it. Blood began to surge into his cock, which swelled behind the fly of his jeans and it sent a message to his brain to pick her up, carry her into her bedroom, and thrust himself deep into her cunt. The desire was cut short when a sharp intake of breath for her when her mouth moved, opening wider to gain better depth to dual with his tongue.

With great hesitation Dave pulled back on the kiss, letting his lips close over hers. Peppering a couple of small kisses upon her swollen mouth, he pulled back, letting his eyes gaze upon her tranquil face.

Anita’s face was peaceful, almost angelic within the light of the porch light. With lips swollen along with a rosy hue to her fair skin, he found she was sexy as hell. Her green eyes were downcast which he wasn’t sure why while small breaths lifted her chest as she tried to calm herself after her attempt at seduction.

Leaning his forehead against hers tenderly, his nose aligned with hers. “Are you all right?” he whispered. He felt her slight nod. “Are you sure?”

“Yes,” she whispered back as a small lift of her lips appeared. “I forget about my face hurting sometimes. I’m sorry.”

Letting his left hand rise from her chin to her cheek, he caressed the flesh there, admiring how soft it was. “There is no need to apologize, darlin’. That is why we want to wait before we make love to you.”

The rosy hue practically turned red at his words. Her crystal-blue eyes lifted slightly and he found them lust filled, causing his member to pound against the zipper in his jeans. It wanted her right now, injury or not. Lowering his own eyes, he could see down the front of her shirt and found two hard points begging to be free.

He groaned. Then, her next words were like an explosion to his libido. “But, I don’t want to wait.”

Looking up he found Kevin and James standing off to the side, watching him with baited breath. Lyndee was climbing into the driver’s seat of the black pickup. Dave could make out the sly smile on her face as she called out, “I’ll bring the rest over in the morning!”

Closing the door quickly, she sped off, gravel spewing up behind the vehicle. Dave had to chuckle at the woman’s haste to exit the scene.

Bending at the knees, Dave lowered himself so his shoulder was at the same height as her stomach before throwing his arms around the back of her legs, picking her up and slinging her over his shoulder. Glancing back he saw the lust in his partners eyes before turning and heading into the house.

A girlish squeal erupted at his back as she began to giggle. Her arms were dangling down and he felt her cold hands slip beneath his belt before finding their way to his ass. Her hands kneaded the flesh there and, for the first time in his life, he was happy he had gone commando. When her nails dug in, he smacked her butt with his free hand, causing her to cry out. The grasp loosened, though her hands remained.

Dave didn’t have to check to see if James and Kevin followed him. Heavy boots on the hardwood floor was the evidence right before the front door was slammed behind them all. As he stepped into the bedroom, he heard the snick of the lock and the other two men following suit.

Not bothering to close the door to the bedroom, Dave strode over to the large bed, knelt on it, and slung Anita down onto the soft mattress. A squeal emanated as she bounced once. She tried to move but her eyes met his and she stopped where she was.

James and Kevin removed blankets from the bed and were hanging them over the windows in the room providing them the privacy they were going to need tonight. Once that was done, Kevin turned on the gas fireplace, letting the bluish-orange flame jump to life.

Dave was proud of Anita as not once while James and Kevin moved around the room did she tear her eyes from his. Holding the gaze, Dave licked his lips before letting his hand slide down to his crotch, readjusting the monster begging to be released.

He watched her lips part to allow a gasp to escape as she lay before him, her legs spread while her disheveled brown shirt showed part of her left breast, a touch of pink lace showing. Hard stones seemed to press up from her chest, demanding attention, moving with each ragged breath she took.

Footfalls announced the arrival of the other two men to the bedside, though Anita’s eyes remained locked on Dave’s. Trying to find his voice, Dave had to clear his voice before he was able to speak. “Strip her down, boys!”

Anita gasped at his harsh command, remaining still as James moved to kneel next to her near her chest and head and Kevin knelt near knee level on her. Both men’s hands were trembling as they began to undress her, their breath as ragged as hers had become.

The eroticism of watching his friends undress their woman was overwhelming for Dave but it was the sexiest thing he had ever seen. James slowly unbuttoned the shirt she wore, fumbling with the buttons briefly with his thick fingers. Once the last button was freed of its hole, he slowly pulled the left side over to rest on her outstretched arm, revealing one side of the lacy garment that at that point was barely covering her breast. The puckered areola was peeking out from beneath pink lace while the hard peak of her nipple raised the material up. Following suit with the sister side of the shirt, he gingerly pushed the material over since he had to reach across her to lay it across her arm.

Dave noticed her eyes dart to the form briefly hunched over her, her eyes glancing to the bulge in the man’s jeans.

This moment was a test of unspoken discipline for her and Dave had to lay down the law. “Do not move your eyes from me until you are given permission, Anita.”

* * * *

Dave’s words caused her heart to pound harder within her ribcage. Anita felt like it was pounding against the wall of her chest to escape its confines trying to break free.

All afternoon she had been anticipating going home and being with her men. She had hoped she could seduce them after they ate supper but this was happening better than she had worked it out in her mind.

Snapping her eyes back to look at Dave, the look of lust she saw there sent liquid heat to her pussy and she was certain there would be a wet patch on her new panties. Out of the corner of her eye, movement from Kevin intrigued her.

A masculine hand moved up her left thigh, inching toward the apex of her legs, heating the flesh beneath the black jeans she wore. A moan escaped her as his fingers grazed the crease where the jeans dug in between her pussy lips and her cunt clenched together. Kevin let out a chuckle, indicating he had felt her reaction. His fingers continued up the fly until he reached the button at the waistband.

Not moving her eyes from Dave’s, her body was on high alert. Her stomach contracted as his callused fingertips grazed her skin before popping the button there. She could feel the zipper being lowered before the man moved down the bed to her ankles, his hands moving agonizingly slow again, sending shivers throughout her body.

Dave’s eyes became dark emeralds as his arousal was evident within their depths, while his jaw was clenched tightly as he fought for control of his body. Peripheral sight was amazing for she could see the small things that mattered at the moment. His cock was large within his jeans, the bulge looking unbearable. Right now, she wanted this encounter to take place so badly, and she could tell he did also. Their uncomfortable desire was evident on both of them.

Anita could only guess what thoughts were swirling around in his mind but the control he was showing along with James and Kevin was amazing. The past four months had proven these three were patient in their desire and at some point this was going to happen. After four months, she felt as if the invisible pull that existed between the four of them had grown so taut that there was no separating them and she belonged to them even though it took so long for them to reach this moment in time.

As Kevin began to remove her boots and socks, it finally dawned on Dave that there were some missing people in the house. His voice was husky and breathy as he asked, “Where are the boys, darlin’?”

The question confused Anita for a moment. It was if the men manipulating her body also short-circuited her brain which caused her mouth to cease functioning as well. Looking at the man kneeling next to her on her right, she watched concern cross his face briefly.

“Anita, answer me,” he ground out between clenched teeth.

Giving a slight shake of her head, she cleared out a bit of the erotic fog that had settled within her brain. “M–my mother is going to keep them during the week, so–so it’s easier for them with school until we get them transferred to the new school.”

A smile touched his lips before he patted her thigh. “Good girl.”

Not sure what to say or do, she continued to stare at him which seemed to please him. Cold air swept against her naked feet once Kevin had finished removing her socks and boots. She felt his body shift and then each hand was on her ankles, caressing briefly before he grasped the hem of her jeans. Pulling up on the material caused her legs to rise in the air, pulling her butt up with them. Briefly she lost eye connection with Dave as Kevin pulled the material encasing her legs from her body, leaving her clad only in her lacy undergarments.

Her legs flopped back down on the bed, a slight bounce occurring. She had to stifle the giggle that threatened to escape.

Now, all three men were staring down at her near naked body, her breasts rising and falling with her rapid breaths. She feared the wet spot was visible on the crotch of her panties for she felt it against her skin.

Dave’s eyes moved to glance at Kevin and then James in silent communication. Kevin’s hands were back on her body, grazing her hips before hooking his fingers in the sides of her panties. The bed shifted as James rose off the bed, disappearing to the bathroom from what she could gather from his footfalls, before returning. By the time he took his place again on the bed, Kevin had her panties in his hand, holding them up to his nose, smelling her arousal.

Viewing the erotic action caused a hiss to escape her lips as she felt moisture release to leak down between her butt cheeks and she thought just the brief sound would cause her to be in trouble but the look in Dave’s eyes as he watched her was ecstasy for her.

James moved swiftly as he climbed between her legs. Kevin grabbed one ankle while Dave grabbed the other, both opening her wide, and held them up in the air. Anticipation ran through her bloodstream, filling her clit with fluid along with her breasts, her heart, and her brain. Even in this position she continued to gaze at Dave, fearing if she looked away she would be disciplined as he had threatened on many occasions, though she found their form of discipline did wondrous things to her libido.

A towel was tucked under her butt which confused her. She thought James was going to make love to her now, but apparently not. A snipping sound reached her ears as she felt her pubic hair being pulled up. Was he cutting her pubic hair?