Anita's Triple Temptation [Men of Montana 4] (Siren Publishing Menage Amour) (38 page)

The knowledge that they were jealous was evident in their reaction to her statement when they each gave a fake laugh before eyeing the handsome man with her. Ray just smiled awkwardly at them before turning back to Anita. “It wasn’t that bad. Will you come back to work for me?”

“No!” came three voices in unison before she could answer.

Ray glanced at them but Anita continued to look at him. “I appreciate the offer, but my boys need me and so do my men.”

The man’s head snapped around so quickly she expected his head to fly off his neck. Surprise registered on his face. “Did you just say, men?”

Anita was getting used to the glances or comments made when speaking about her guys so she wasn’t as self-conscious about it as she had been two months before. “Yes, my men.”

Ray looked at her with curiosity rather than disdain. A smile broke out on his face as if something came together in his head, though Anita had no idea what it was. Then, as if it dawned on him that he was standing there looking goofy, he looked down at her. “Congratulations, honey. I can see that they make you happy.”

He gathered her into a friendly hug for a brief moment before releasing her. “Thank you, Ray.”

“Dinner will be on me tonight.”

“Thank you,” she said quietly, not sure if her men would accept. They didn’t say a word.

“I’ll bring out a pitcher of beer to get you guys started, and some wings.”

“Thanks,” the three cowboys said as Anita sat down next to James.

Ray disappeared into the kitchen and as Anita picked up her menu, she noticed the five cowboys from the last night she worked there. Waving at them, they all got up and made their way over to the table. They greeted Anita and then her men, though they already knew each other.

Danny, Anita remembered him as the well-tipping cowboy from that night, looked at Dave. “You have found a really special woman here, Dave. You’re a lucky man.”

“We’re all lucky,” Dave said as he nodded to his two partners. “She’s all of ours.”

“Really?”

Anita could hear the surprise in his voice. She watched him glance over at his buddies a bit confused before looking back at the four of them sitting before him. The vision of wheels turning within his brain caused her to giggle which she had to stifle quickly as she felt James’s hand on her thigh.

“Yes,” Dave answered proudly.

Danny, along with his friends, Benny, Tyler, Ozzie, and JR, all looked at each of them before glancing at each other, nodding. Anita knew another ménage relationship was going to happen as the light had been turned on within their brains. She smiled proudly that she could show them the way.

The five Lazy R boys congratulated all of them, promising to keep in touch before returning to their table where they began a deep discussion, keeping their voices low.

Ray arrived at their table with a pitcher of beer and four glasses, setting them on the table. “Can I ask you guys some questions?” he asked tentatively.

“Sure,” Dave answered, gesturing for the man to pull up a chair which he did.

For the next half hour, Anita’s men answered Ray’s questions. A tall black-haired waitress brought out their wings and took their order.

She was beautiful, and when she spoke, Anita realized she was a foreigner. There was a magical lilt to her voice which sounded British, perhaps. Anita noticed the way Ray looked at her as if he was interested in her. But the way Ray had reacted to their ménage relationship, she had to wonder if there was another man that was interested in the woman.

Ray eventually left them to their meal. When they were finished, they said their good-byes to him and the Lazy R boys, who were well on their way to getting drunk at that point, and headed out to the pickup. They didn’t have to go far for they ended up at a hotel where they checked into a suite.

Once the door closed behind them and Anita heard the snicker of the lock being put into place, her pulse began to race. Over the past month and a half, her men dropped hints of punishment and the beginning of her training as their submissive besides being their future wife.

James came over, kissed her gently, and then took her small suitcase from her, depositing it into one of the rooms. Anita watched his actions until he returned to stand with his two friends in front of her while she wrung her hands together in…what? Anticipation? Frustration? Trepidation?

“Strip!” demanded Dave.

Excitement surged through her body. Her nipples tightened under her clothes as her pussy leaked liquid. The old Anita would have shrunk back from the men but now she knew she belonged to them and she wanted their dominance.

Three sets of eyes watched her as she slowly lifted the hem of the red sweater she wore up over her torso, over her breasts, and then up over her head, never taking her eyes off of them. Tossing the garment aside, she reached around her back and undid the clasps to her pink lace bra. Slowly, she slid the straps off her shoulders, one by one with as much seduction as she could muster. Shrugging off the material, she let it fall to the floor in what seemed like slow motion as she heard growls emanate from her men.

Their eyes watched her every move, allowing more cream to generate in her nether region, giving her a boost in her sexual psyche. Drawing a breath, she undid the button and then zipper on her jeans. Slowly gyrating her hips seductively, she pushed the waistband down then past her thighs. Once she got to her knees, she realized she hadn’t taken off her boots.

Stopping, she glanced around looking for a chair but shrieked when Dave bent down and pushed his shoulder into her stomach, picking her up in a fireman’s carry. Moving to the sofa, Anita thought he was taking her there to help her remove her boots and jeans. She was wrong.

Dave put her down, turned her, and bent her over the back of the sofa, her head down to the seat. Struggling to get up, Dave put his hand on Anita’s back to keep her still though she still struggled. A smack on her right butt cheek startled her and she shrieked again.

“Quiet!” hissed Dave right before another smack landed on her other cheek and she had to hold back the yelp that wanted to escape.

Kevin squatted down near her head, lifting her face so she was looking at him. James was at his side. Licking her lips, Anita saw how sexy both these men looked, how lustful they looked.

“Do you know why you are being punished, sweetheart?” James asked, rubbing her bare shoulder.

Anita tried to think though things were hazy. She had tried to tempt them all in the past six weeks, trying to get them to let her ride James while Dave and Kevin did other things to her, but they all declined. Was that what this was about? She shook her head.

Another smack stung her ass and this time she yelped. “Words, Anita,” Dave said, emphasizing it with another smack. “Remember, we have to have words.”

Tears had sprung to her eyes from the pain but she also noticed the sting of the hand that rested on her butt was morphing into a warmth, which confused her. As she tried to process this, Kevin and James were watching her intently. She was trying to process everything that was going on including the fact that she was so turned on she was ready to beg them to fuck her.

“Anita, there is a question you need to answer for us,” Kevin said, letting his fingers caress her jaw.

Oh, yes. The question. “No,” she whispered, trying not to let the tears run though unsuccessful.

“James, you have the honor of telling our little sub why she’s being punished,” Dave said from behind her. His hand disappeared from her back for a brief moment while James spoke.

“We told you we would protect you, sweetie. You didn’t listen very well to us when we told you that. You went ballistic with Virgil and got yourself hurt.”

“But he said he was going to take care of you and my boys. You know what he meant,” she cried. “I was afraid he was going to kill you.”

A passing memory appeared on James’s face and she knew he was remembering the fact that he did almost die. When the memory had passed, he was looking at her with concern mingled with love. “We can handle ourselves. We’ll suffer if need be but we can’t see you suffer. You are our responsibility. You put yourself in danger and that is why you are being punished. In the future, you are to let us handle people like Virgil. Do you understand?”

“Yes,” she whispered.

James chuckled for just a second before his face went serious. “It’s ‘yes, sirs.’”

“Yes, sirs.”

“Good girl.” James smiled before letting his lips find hers with a furiousness that surprised her. His tongue invaded her mouth, searching every inch, possessing it. They were both breathless as he pulled his lips from hers.

Taking in large breaths of air, Anita watched James as he looked up at Dave and nodded. She didn’t understand until she heard the whoosh of air before the thud of what felt like many strands of something hit her buttocks. Surprised, she cried out.

The action was repeated over and over as she heard Dave count out her punishment but by the time he got to ten the heat was rising on her ass and in her pussy. Her nipples were hard and elongated, rubbing against the micro-suede of the brown sofa she was draped over. The eroticism was engulfing her in its web and she was beginning to see what Lyndee had been talking about.

After twenty swats, Kevin and James were breathing heavily as if they had run a marathon. A glance at their crotches indicated they were as aroused as she was. Behind her she felt Dave pulling her boots off, then her socks, and then yanked her jeans down the rest of the way until they were off her legs and tossed aside.

James was undressing when Dave picked her up by her waist and carried her around the sofa. By the time they came to the other side, James was sitting in the middle, his cock an angry purple rod rising from the nest of red curls at the junction of his legs. Anita licked her lips at the sight and before she knew it, Dave had set her down to straddle the man.

“Is she wet, James? She smells wet,” Dave asked, anxiety lacing his baritone voice.

A hand snaked down between them and James smiled slyly. “Oh, yes. Seems our sub liked her whipping. Did you like your whipping, sub?”

The flush wasn’t just noticeable to her men. It was felt by her as the heat rose within her. She began to nod but remembered, words. “Yes, sir. I really did like it.”

“Good girl,” James said, his finger sliding through the wetness that coated her labia. Moving upward, they found her clit and began to rub. Letting her head fall back, she savored the tingling feeling that the man was generating deep within her. She heard herself moan and her men chuckle.

Kevin and Dave both stripped rather quickly and as if they knew what each other was doing, James pulled his fingers away, grabbed his cock, and lined up the head to the opening of her pussy. Hands were placed on her shoulders and she sank down, letting the hard shaft fill her up. She gasped as she felt the tip hit her cervix.

From behind, she felt fingers on her tight rosette. They were coated with cold lube though she tried not to react to it, telling herself to relax. James leaned forward and pulled her left nipple into his mouth, sucking hard on it. She found it fascinating how they seemed to be connected to her pussy, for the harder James sucked, the more the muscles contracted.

Lips covered hers, indulging in a dance with her tongue. Amazingly enough she could now tell who was kissing her by how they kissed.

One finger entered her ass and began to stroke in and out. James was already filling her pussy and one finger in her rectum filled her and as another finger joined the first, she moaned into Kevin’s mouth.

“You’re almost ready,” Dave’s raspy voice said from behind her and she felt his fingers begin to scissor, preparing her for his cock.

James moved his mouth over to her other breast as Dave pulled his fingers from her and she felt the bulbous head of his cock at the dark opening. Kevin’s kisses and James’s cock within her pussy along with his mouth on her breast relaxed her enough for her not to focus on her other man as he began to make his way into her until she was so full.

Ripping her mouth from Kevin’s, she groaned as she moved slightly but found herself in a position she didn’t know what to do next. She didn’t have to do anything she found out. Dave pulled back until only his head remained in her ass and then as he pushed back in, James pulled nearly all the out. They alternated back and forth in perfect rhythm and for a brief second, Anita had to wonder where they had learned that, but that was all in the past.

Once Dave and James were a well-oiled machine working together, Anita felt the sofa cushion to her right shift a bit and then she felt the wet tip of Kevin’s cock on her cheek, announcing it wanted attention also.

Not even opening her eyes, she moved her mouth around and felt it slip into her mouth and all the way to the back of her throat. Swallowing around it, she heard Kevin groan. She felt empty when he pulled out but that didn’t last for before she could close her mouth, he was pushing back in.

Kevin fucked her mouth with the same abandon that Dave and James were fucking her, keeping her holes filled, driving her into a sexual frenzy. James’s cock was rubbing her G-spot relentlessly now as Dave and James were both thrusting at the same time, filling her so full she felt her womb would explode. The familiar sensation was building, concentrating on that one spot within her that defined her womanhood.