Commando Cowboys Entice Their Beauty [Wyoming Warriors 6] (24 page)

“I am, too. Feel how hard he is?” He placed her hand around his cock.

“I bet I can make him harder.” Jewel slid down his body and took his cock into her mouth. Her tongue licked all around his wide girth. When he groaned, she cupped his sac and gently moved his balls then sucked on his dick. His fingers slid through her hair.

“Come up here,” he said, his voice low and husky.

She glanced up at his drawn face and blue eyes that flashed with the fire of his desire. Slowly, she slid back up his body. He rolled her under him and took her breast into his mouth. His teeth rubbed lightly across her nipple and he suckled on her lush breast. His fingers separated her lower lips and raked across her sensitive nub. Hot desire spilled into her veins. Then he moved down and sucked on her clit. Her inner contractions sent a flood of moisture out of her pussy. Aleron licked her pussy juices, and his tongue darted into her opening. Her quick orgasm surprised her and shook her body. She screamed out in ecstasy.

Aleron thrust into her wet pussy. He moved fast and hard, sending another flood of joy spiraling through her. He plunged in once more and yelled out his release.

Her pussy quivered in delight and tightened around him, draining him dry.

Holding her in his arms, he rolled where she lay across his chest. Their hearts pounded against each other.

“It just keeps getting better and better,” Aleron said. His eyes glowed with his love for her.

Jewel leaned upward and kissed his mouth. “I’m going to take a quick swim, and then I need to go to bed and rest if we’re going out to dinner. And no, you and Raoul cannot go to bed with me, or I won’t get to sleep.”

“True.” Aleron grinned at her. “You’ve given us a beautiful wedding day. We need to slow down and realize we have each other for the rest of our lives, not just this one day.”

He gathered their things as she swam around in the lake. Then they walked back to the cabin.

“Not a bad start for the next hundred years,” he whispered in her ear and smiled.

They found Raoul stretched out asleep on one of the lounge chairs. Jewel tiptoed upstairs, and Aleron put down their things and lay in the other chair.

Jewel looked over the low wall to her men below. She was so happy and lucky to have found the perfect pair for her. She turned, took two steps, and fell onto the soft bed.

Seven months later

Jewel put the finishing touches on her painting,
Of Love
, as she called it. On the canvas, Raoul’s wolf body stood at attention and stared into the distance. She’d managed to get the color of his smoky eyes just right. Above him on a low limb of the tree, Aleron had his eagle wings spread wide. His dark blue eyes stared in the same direction as Raoul. And at the bottom of the painting, in the corner, she’d painted her little kitten.

She’d tried to catch something of each of their personalities. In Aleron’s eyes she saw his steady calmness and in Raoul’s stance his alert, ready-for-anything personality. She hoped she’d succeeded. Somehow, she had managed to keep them both out of her painting room. This was to be a surprise, well, one of them.

The doctor had given her the good news this afternoon. She was pregnant. And Nick had called to say their house was almost completed. Within the month they could move in. Her heart sang with happiness.

Raoul knocked on her closed door. She slipped out to greet him.

“When do we get to see your painting?”

“Today, as soon as Aleron gets back from flying.”

“I can’t have one little peek?” Raoul nuzzled her neck.

“Behave and be patient. You can go shower and dress. Remember, we’re going out to the restaurant where we ate on our first date.”

He wrinkled his forehead. “Is this an anniversary we forgot?”

“No, go and get ready. Just before we leave I’ll show you the painting.”

“Oh, all right.” He pretended to pout and sauntered off to their bedroom.

She loved the little-boy side of him. He could be such a fierce warrior, a gentle lover, and at times almost childlike in his pleasure regarding surprises. He’d be a wonderful father.

Aleron came through the door, interrupting her thoughts. “You missed a good flight. It was a great day for flying, blue skies, a gentle breeze, and few clouds.”

“I know. Maybe tomorrow you’ll take me up. But I finished my picture.” He started toward the door.

Jewel stepped in front of him. “No, not yet.” She told him what she’d told Raoul.

He cupped her face in his hands and kissed her. “All right, darlin’, if you insist.” Then he headed to the bedroom.

Dressed and ready, her men sat on the bed and watched her put on the finishing touches of her makeup. For some reason this always seemed to fascinate them.

“I don’t understand the necessity for all that work. You’re naturally beautiful,” Raoul said for the hundredth time.

“Thank you, my love, but women like to look their very best on special occasions.”

“I knew it. Did we forget your birthday, what?” Raoul asked.

“I’ll show you why we’re celebrating.” She led them to the front bedroom where she painted. She threw the door open and motioned them inside. While they were getting dressed, she’d positioned the painting to face the door and had placed a light above it.

They stopped right inside the doorway. She squeezed around them to see their expressions. There was a look of awe and a softness in their faces.

Raoul turned to her. “You did this without us modeling for you.”

“You and Aleron are burned into my memory, all your many expressions. Do you like it?”

“I love it. What a beautiful expression of your love for us,” Aleron said. “I especially like the kitty.”

Raoul took her into his arms. “You will never be able to top this gift.”

“I think I might.” She stepped back and faced them. “I have another surprise.”

“This reminds me of our honeymoon, only we were giving you the surprises,” Aleron said.

“So tell us.” Raoul, his usual impatient self, urged her on.

“I went to see the doctor today. He says we’re expecting a baby.”

“Wow!” Raoul picked her up in his arms and hugged and kissed her.

Aleron walked up behind her and lifted her into his arms from Raoul’s. “You’re right, darlin’. Nothing can be better than this. A child is the best gift of all.” He gave her a sweet, gentle kiss. “But no more flying for a while.”

“I asked the doctor. He said it’s perfectly fine as long as I fit into the harness. So you’re not getting out of taking me flying tomorrow.”

“We’ll see.” He sat her down and took her hand. “I guess we’d better feed you and our baby.”

Raoul took her other hand and squeezed it. “What other good news could we get,” he said teasingly.

“Oh, yes. Nick called. We can move into our new home within the month.” She giggled at their faces. “Was that too many surprises?”

“Never.” Raoul swooped her into his arms as they headed out to dinner.

Later that night, Jewel lay between her husbands. She liked to listen to their gentle breaths and enjoy the feel of their warm bodies close to her. A large full moon spilled silver light across the bedroom. She smiled. They’d enticed her right into their life and made hers so much fuller and sweeter. Her cheetah purred deep inside her with satisfaction.

Born in Florida, Paige Cameron’s early dreams included being a movie star. Of course, it didn’t happen. Later, she escaped into daydreams full of fascinating characters. Her friends had to endure her reading her stories to them when she began to put them to paper.

There were detours in her life for marriage, children, and traveling to foreign countries where her husband’s job took her. She continued to be an avid reader and dream of the day she’d have a book published. She finally got started writing and divorce sidetracked her.

Now, happily married to her hero, with grown children, she decided to pursue her dream career, writing.

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