Anita's Triple Temptation [Men of Montana 4] (Siren Publishing Menage Amour) (29 page)

She loved that her three men were strong and muscular, not because it made them attractive, but because it was a testament to their hard work and proved they didn’t rely on handouts or force others to toil. Like Virgil.

A shudder ran through her at the thought of that man but she wasn’t going to let it disrupt the time she had together with Dave. Unfortunately, as she gazed into the pools of green, Anita could tell he had seen the reaction and he wasn’t going to let it go. One. Two. Three. Four.

“What just went through your head, darlin’?” he asked, taking a step closer to her. “It wasn’t pleasant by your body’s reaction.”

Knowing she couldn’t hide her emotions from any of the men, she had to be truthful. Wanted to be truthful. Taking a step toward him, she let her hand drift up to his elbow, letting her hand cup the joint. “I was just thinking about how magnificent your bodies are and that you work hard to keep them that way. I also thought about how lucky I was that you guys came into my life when you did. Otherwise I would be fighting off Virgil Cantrell.”

A smile touched Dave’s face as he slipped his hand beneath her hair and cupped the nape of her neck. “I’m glad you are beginning to see that not hiding yourself from us benefits us all, though giving you a spanking once in a while when you’re bad sounds beneficial to us, also.”

Anita smiled at his praise, though she knew he was right about the benefits of a spanking. He continued. “Virgil will not have anything to do with you as long as we are around. Don’t worry about that. Now, let’s leave that idiot behind us. I am going to make love to you now.”

Anita felt the thrill down to her toes at his words. His hand pulled her closer to him and within moments his lips were covering hers, warm, sweet bliss. His lips weren’t as full as Kevin’s or James’s but he knew what to do with them.

Dave’s lips moved gently across her at a sixty degree angle with moderate pressure teasing against her own briefly until they parted slightly. His tongue swiped out and slid across her lips, lightly at first and then with more demand upon each swipe. Opening up to him, his tongue slid in past her teeth and across her tongue, beginning a sensual dance with the two organs.

His hand still held her at the back of her neck with only slight pressure holding her in place. His other wound its way around her waist, drawing her closer to him until she was flush against him. Hard muscle encountered her soft curves, fitting perfectly together due to their difference in height. Anita let her arms curve around his waist, or more like his hips, holding him close.

A hard thick length pressed incessantly against her belly and she could have sworn she felt its pulse. The heady moment urged her on as she let her hands wander a bit. If these were her men, she was going to seize the moment and enjoy herself.

Her hands slid up Dave’s back, reveling in each muscle they encountered. Even though she had seen him naked before, she was still amazed at the hardened mass beneath his skin, more so when she could feel them with her touch and not just her eyes.

Anita felt the tremor within Dave as she let her hands wander. His kiss became harder as both of them struggled for breath as it seemed he didn’t want to break the contact of their mouths. When he finally pulled away, their lungs filling with much needed air, she gazed into his eyes, which seemed to have darkened even more, and saw the lust within their depths.

Dave began to push against her, moving her backward until her legs and butt were against the side of the bed. Within just a moment’s time, he lifted her and let her fall against the soft mattress, her robe opening on its own, revealing her body to his feral gaze.

That was the only way she could describe how he was looking at her. She had seen a tomcat once ready to pounce on female and it had the same look Dave did at the moment.

Feeling wanton and desirable, two things she had never felt before, she let her hands move down and begin to pull at the hem of his shirt. Never before had she wanted to be so close to a man as she did at that moment and she felt no doubt or remorse in her movements.

Dave stopped her hands, causing her to whimper slightly. A growl deep in his throat surprised her just before he pulled his shirt off himself with a speed and passion that impressed Anita. Apparently he was just as anxious to be close to her in the flesh as she was. She watched his muscles flex with each movement and she heard herself sigh as her pussy pulsed, releasing the warm liquid that she knew her men loved.

Dave growled again. Goose bumps populated the surface of her skin that had nothing to do with the temperature in the room. In fact, it was damn near an inferno in the room.

Watching each movement of this magnificent creature before her, she became mesmerized. His hands practically ripped at the buttons on his fly before finally pulling it apart enough for him to move the denim material down his legs. He moved his legs in a stomping fashion so she assumed he was using his feet to get his jeans off from around his ankles. Amazement struck her when she realized he had gone commando for his hardened cock sprang forth as soon as the material had released it and now it bounced against the ridges of his abs.

God, he was a beautiful specimen to look upon.

With the grace of a cat, Dave knelt on the bed before slowly moving up her body so he was hovering over her. The hairs on his legs prickled against her smooth ones, sending shivers through her body. She never would have imagined that just that feeling was erotic to her.

As he leaned up on his arms above her, he smiled down at her with a gentleness she didn’t think he could possess in such a passionate moment. “You are so beautiful, Anita. I am so glad I found you.”

His words were simple but so heartfelt she felt the pinprick of tears in her eyes. Never one to receive compliments so openly, Anita knew she blushed and was uncertain what to say. Letting go of the binds that inhabited her, she heard herself whisper, “I’m so glad I found you, too. You guys are making me so happy.”

Lips smashed against hers in an instant, his tongue mingling with hers. She found that she loved kissing Dave. It was a heady experience and he changed it up so often. She was never sure what she was going to get. Now, it was hot and passionate.

Something was pressing against the lips of her pussy. Something hard, round, and slightly wet. Spreading her legs even more, she provided better access for what she knew was going to invade her depths at any moment. For some reason, she knew this alone time with Dave was going to be swift and hard and not the romantic moment he had intended.

His lips pulled from hers as he drew in a breath and stared down into her eyes. “I’m sorry, sweetheart. I just can’t wait to be inside you.”

Nodding her understanding, Anita felt the tip of his cock move ever so slightly before he plunged balls deep within one movement. She shrieked out at the fullness of the invasion and regretted it when he became still, letting her adjust to him.

He fit perfectly within her even though he was long and thick. It filled her and she could feel every vein in his shaft. Pubic hair tickled the sensitive skin of her labia and she could feel his balls against her perineum. It was a feeling she was going to enjoy from her men. She had never liked sex before, but now, she would openly give her body to her men.

In silence, Anita gave her body to Dave, reassuring him she was all right with what he was doing by wrapping her legs around his hips. She found that with that motion it let his dick spear further into her. She was so full.

The hairs on his chest rubbed against her nipples, puckering them even more than they already were. Her erogenous zones were buzzing against his body, begging for more.

Finally, he began to move. His hips drew back as far as her legs would let him before pushing back down against her pubic bone, driving his cock deep into her. Setting the momentum, he pumped and retreated. Pumped and retreated. Each movement striking that special spot against the top of her vaginal walls, building the climax that she knew would come.

With each thrust of Dave’s hips, he would grind his pubic bone against her clit, driving her closer and closer to that thrilling feeling that had evaded her while married.

Her hands slid up to Dave’s forearms, holding him there. She could feel the sheen of perspiration on his skin as she watched his expression. It was amazing that the man could look so intense but have love mixed in with it. She felt so special to him, so loved.

The walls of her cunt began to pulse even faster now as the impending orgasm blossomed with each stroke of Dave’s cock. His breathing was becoming more ragged and she knew he was close. Propping himself on one arm, he moved his other hand down between their bodies and she felt his thumb and forefinger move to her clit.

When she felt his shaft swell more within her and pulse, she knew he was going to come. He pressed her clit with his digits and sent her flying as he released his hot boiling seed deep within her. She felt the heated liquid hit her womb, which prompted her own creaminess to release and mingle with his as her cunt pulsed and contracted around his hard penis. Her cry of passion seemed to echo around them while Dave’s grunts of satisfaction joined in as they rode out their thunderous climaxes.

As two sets of lungs tried to draw steady deep breaths and two hearts began their descent to a slower pace, Dave wrapped his arms around Anita and turned over, taking her with him. Now, she lay upon his hard body, her ear to his chest. From beneath skin, muscle, and bone, she could hear the tattoo of his heart as its beats resounded within him, marveling that she was the one to make that fist-sized organ pound mercilessly.

Languishing in post-coitus bliss, they remained quiet. No other sounds were heard within the house, giving Anita a moment to think about what her other men and what they were doing. Her hand rubbed absently across his right pec, feeling the perspiration of their strenuous activity on his skin, matting the sparse hair that was sprinkled across the mass that was his chest. The chest that she had come to love, along with the man it was attached to.

When a growl sounded below her right before Dave spoke, she jerked slightly so lost in her own bliss and thoughts she hadn’t realized she was absent from her own mind for a moment.

“What are you thinking about,” he asked.

“Hmm,” she sounded as she rubbed her cheek on his chest. “I like this time alone with you, but I miss James and Kevin. You three have instilled yourselves in our lives as one that it’ll take some getting used to being alone with each of you.” Moving her head up so she could look at him, she gazed into his eyes. “I hope that doesn’t hurt your feelings.”

Rough hands rubbed up and down her spine as he smiled lovingly. “No, darlin’. That doesn’t hurt my feelings at all. We want to love you together, but I do enjoy spending time alone with you. I want you to feel comfortable with us, together or alone. Since each of us has interests outside of the ranch, we all want to do things with you.”

Dropping her head back down to his chest, she peppered kisses on his skin, feeling the shiver that ran through him. “As long as you aren’t upset with me.”

Feeling his lips on her hair, she found it endearing. She loved cuddling with her men.

“We won’t ever be upset with you unless you do something that would put yourself, the boys, or anyone else in danger,” he said against her hair. “If there is danger involved, you will be punished. Is that understood?”

An involuntary shiver ran through her body at the threat and her pussy clenched again. “Yes, sir,” she whispered against his warm skin. “I understand.”

Gathering her in his arms, she felt him sit up, holding her close to him as he pulled her legs out to his side. “We need to get you in the shower.”

“Why? You don’t want me all crusty?”

Dave’s laugh was genuine and loud. Burying his lips against her neck, he kissed her. “No. My woman is not going to be crusty.”

Letting herself go, she laughed at his response, feeling free for the first time in such a long time. He patted her butt cheek. “Up.”

Scooting off his lap, Anita stood and waited for her man to join her. Feeling as if a burden had been lifted from her, she grabbed his hand and began to skip toward the bathroom. Hearing his laugh next to her as she seemed to drag him behind her, she thought how goofy she must look, but she didn’t care.

The feeling of his seed slick against her thighs as it leaked from her body sent her spirits soaring though it was the first time she thought they hadn’t used condoms. Thankfully she was on the pill. She wasn’t ready for more kids yet.

In the bathroom, she reached for the handle but Dave was quicker, turning it for her. He wrapped his arms around her from behind pulling her against him. “When you are with one of us, you will let us tend to you, whether it is turning on the faucet, opening a door, and sometimes feeding you.”

Leaning her head back against his shoulder, she looked up at him. “You’ll spoil me.”

“Yes. We will. And, we’ll enjoy every minute of it,” he said before kissing her forehead. “Now, get in.”

As he released her, she stepped into the large shower and under the very warm water that cascaded down from the large showerhead suspended from the ceiling. Showerheads on all three sides of the tiled walls sprayed her body, massaging her skin, providing her a luxury she had never experienced before. Yes, these men were going to spoil her and her boys.