Unbridled and Unsaddled [The Double Rider Men's Club 9] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (18 page)

Sabrina laughed, but Parker only smiled. He flipped her hand over and kissed the center of her palm. He then looked deeply into her eyes and said, “I do love you, Sabrina, with all my heart and soul. You haven’t pressured us into anything. I’m grateful that you found us and brought us all together.”

“Really?”

He held up three fingers. “Scout’s honor.”

“I love the two of you so much that sometimes I can’t quite believe we’re all here together. I’m the one who’s grateful, because I never would have been able to choose between you. I would have died an old maid. All alone and miserable.”

Drew kissed her cheek. “Speaking of that, the other sad truth is I’m not getting any younger. I’ve wanted a more serious relationship for a while, but just hadn’t found the right girl. Or the right ménage relationship, as it turned out. I always felt like I was missing something. ”

“That’s the truth,” Parker agreed. “Part of me had given up on having a love life until you came along and convinced me be a part of the private DRMC rodeo. Falling in love with you was easy. The unusual lifestyle is just a bonus as far as I’m concerned. And honestly, if it had been anyone else but Drew, I don’t know that I’d even be here.”

Drew laughed. “Ditto.”

“Hey, that’s my word.”

“Get used to it. We’re about to be sharing a lot more than just a
word
between us.”

“I’m okay with that.” Parker kissed her cheek and then leaned his head on her shoulder. Her hand still gripped tightly in his. On her other side, Drew did the same thing.

Drew pulled away. “The thing is, I’m not ready to tell everyone in my life about this. Especially not at work. I don’t know what reaction I’d get. Not that I’m ashamed. And it’s not anyone’s business. But if we could keep it out of the papers, I’d be delighted.”

Sabrina smiled. “That’s my goal as well. Here on the DRMC property is not a problem. There are even some places in town that are owned by club members and where our relationship can be expressed openly. I’m not trying to
out
our unusual relationship. I just want to be together as much as possible. It really shouldn’t be a problem.”

Drew smiled. “Thanks for understanding.”

They stayed nestled together that way on the sofa for a long while just enjoying the quiet ambience of the night and watching the flames dance. The only sound in the room was the snapping and popping of the wood in the fireplace.

Sabrina’s wildest fantasies had come true. When she’d started her diabolical plan to bring the three of them together, she hadn’t expected it to actually work to this degree.

They loved her. She loved them. They were poised to embark on a perfect ménage life together.

Eventually they migrated from the living room and into the bedroom. The haven of the oversized shower became the next venue for their exuberant, double penetration lovemaking.

Sabrina bent to suck Parker’s cock into her mouth as Drew readied her ass for penetration. Her pussy gushed a river as her men touched her intimately. Parker guided her head carefully as he fucked her mouth with his wide cock. She felt Drew slather the space between her ass cheeks with lots of lube. He’d already donned a condom and soon breached her rear hole with the head of his cock. Once he made it past the ring of muscles, he pushed slowly until he’d filled her completely.

Parker’s ragged breath signaled his imminent release. Sabrina was ready for him to come in her mouth, but he suddenly pulled her head off of his cock. He grabbed the condom, tore it open, and quickly rolled it in place as she carefully straightened.

Drew reached around and started fingering her clit and pinching one of her rigid nipples. She lost track of what Parker was doing as ripples of pleasure careened through her body. Drew withdrew and pushed into her ass with small movements as he played with her.

By the time Parker joined them, she was close to screaming in climax.

Once Parker slid his cock deeply into her pussy, the in and out of their thrusts began in earnest. Sabrina touched herself as Drew and Parker watched.

“I have to tell you that when you finger yourself, it makes me so hot I can’t hardly hold my climax in.”

Drew put a chin on her shoulder and looked over. “I agree. It’s so totally sexy to watch her rubbing her own clit and squeezing her pert nipples.”

Each of them, without saying a word began to thrust harder and faster in and out of her slick sensitive body. Sabrina wanted to come. She was close.

Parker closed his eyes and pressed his lips together as if he couldn’t watch her anymore before losing it, and Drew’s breath was coming in ragged gasps.

Sabrina’s orgasm had built slowly and steadily as they’d fucked in the shower. Her men felt so incredibly good, she hated for this moment to end.

She flicked her clit one more time, and a rush of pleasure almost sent her to her knees as it rolled through her overwhelmed body. A scream tore from her throat as her pussy started clamping down hard on Parker’s cock. He stiffened in the next moment and growled in release. Drew also groaned loud and rammed his cock deeply in her ass one last time.

“Fuck, that feels so good,” he whispered over and over several times.

The three of them leaned against the shower wall to gather the strength needed to move.

Sabrina took turns soaping them with a sponge until both of them were sudsy from head to toes. They soon returned the favor. They rinsed and got ready for bed.

She looked forward to sleeping through the night with them. Snuggled in bed, she kissed one and then the other. Tomorrow they would breakfast together here in the cabin and then spend the morning sharing sections of the oversized newspaper in bed before having to leave their cozy private space to face the world.

She took solace in the fact that while it might take some time, eventually they’d all be together in their own cozy cottage forever.

Satisfied with the knowledge that her diabolical plan to create her own ménage relationship from outside of the DRMC had worked beautifully, she sighed in contentment and drifted off to sleep.

In the morning, Sabrina woke sandwiched tightly between her two men. She was smiling before her eyes even opened. She kissed Parker and then Drew before getting out of bed to get breakfast started.

Her good friend Stella had made a breakfast casserole for her to serve this morning. Sabrina had left it at the cabin before meeting Parker and Drew at the Stadium the night before.

Sabrina put the casserole dish in the oven, started the coffee, set the table, and went to fetch the paper. She loved spending Sunday morning with a cup of coffee, a nice breakfast, and a paper chock full of things to read. Those three things made for a perfect lazy day. Now she could share it with Parker and Drew. It was the singular thing that made the experience even better.

Clay told her he’d have the newspaper delivered for her since he knew she’d be at the cabin.

Placed squarely on the doormat as she opened the door, the paper was in a plastic sleeve to prevent any moisture from ruining it.

Sabrina carried it to the kitchen as Drew and Parker shuffled out of the bedroom and seated themselves at the table.

“Whatever you’re cooking smells great.” Drew poured the three of them each a cup of coffee.

“I had a good friend whip something special up for us this morning. I can put food on the table, but I’m not as good at it as Stella is.”

She slid the paper out of the sleeve and sections of the oversized Sunday paper spilled over the table.

“You two aren’t going to fight over the sports page, are you?” she asked.

“Not if he gives it to me first.” Parker and grabbed for it, yanking it from the messy pile.

“I don’t care. Give me the business section. I’ll check my stocks.” Drew grabbed a different section, and they started reading quietly.

Sabrina reached for the local community section and flattened it out before her.

There were two grainy pictures at the top of the page. She didn’t look at them too closely at first. She read the accompanying headline and blanched. Her gaze flew to the pictures. One was of her with Parker at his ranch. The other was of her with Drew at his place of business. They were candid shots likely taken around the time she was trying to convince them to compete in the DRMC rodeo.

Her mouth fell open as if in a silent scream of horror. She read the headline again.

New Rivalry Between Former Local Rodeo Stars

Ignites in Love Triangle.

Clay arrived at his security fortress on the DRMC property early Sunday morning to a pile of mail and the last three days worth of newspapers. He didn’t allow the newspaper company, or any of their employees, to access to the DRMC property. Instead, he arranged a different method to any of the members who wanted a paper. He made the delivery of any newspapers a chore of his security staff.

They didn’t complain about it.
Much
.

Ultimately, the men in his employ all understood his drive and motivation to keep the DRMC property very private and completely safe. That meant some chores, while seemingly miniscule, had great importance to keeping this property secure.

And they could all suck it up if they didn’t like it.

Clay pulled his cell phone out of his suitcase and turned it on. He’d done something rather radical on this recent trip. He had turned off his cellular for the entire journey. And moreover, he hadn’t called the DRMC main gate while he’d been away. He’d only been gone for three days.

The reason for
going dark
during his trip had to do primarily with the cellular reception in the area of Montana where his brother, Kendall, lived. Plus, Clay had competent, trustworthy people working for him. They didn’t need a babysitter.

He expected quite a number of messages. When he looked at the list, he noted that more than half of them had come in during the past couple of hours. Hopefully that didn’t mean a problem had just come up.

Before he’d even finished scanning the rest of list, his phone started buzzing in his hand. Clay looked at the familiar number and inwardly bore up to receive bad news.

“Yes,” he said cautiously.

“Hi, Clay, it’s Stella. Have you by any chance seen this morning’s paper?”

Stella Hunter was married to his good friends, Dominick Hunter and Tyler Wilson. She was not only an excellent cook, but she also catered all of the club’s events involving food.

“Nope. I just got back into town. What’s up?” Clay reached for the newspapers stacked next to the mail as he waited for her to respond. He pushed the two smaller ones aside and pulled the clear plastic sleeve off of the big Sunday paper.

“Oh, that’s right. You were gone. Well, there is a troubling article in there.”

“About the DRMC?”
Fuck
. His first vacation in years and troubling shit happened while he was gone. Circulars and coupon books slid out onto the desk as he flattened the newspaper to read the front page headlines. There was continued war and strife overseas, the flagging economy was trying to make a comeback, and a popular singer had been found dead in a hotel room, but nothing that seemed relevant to the men’s club.

“No. Not exactly.” Her hesitant tone made him continue flipping through the paper searching for anything significant.

Clay quickly scoured the business section next and saw nothing volatile. “What section are you looking at?”

“The local community section. There is a front-page story in there about Sabrina Lancaster. She’s my friend. I hate to see her vilified.”

Clay flipped to the correct section and saw what Stella was upset about. The two pictures of Sabrina caught his eye immediately. One picture was with Parker and the other was with Drew. Then he read the headline.

New Rivalry Between Former Local Rodeo Stars

Ignites in Love Triangle
.

“They are making it sound like she is two-timing both men she’s pictured with, and she’s not.”

Clay scanned the article and shook his head. The author alluded to the love triangle in the title, but the article didn’t say that at all. It was mostly about the two men being rivals from long ago. Plus, a carefully worded sentence speculating over why she’d been seen with each of the men in recent months.

There was a sentence mentioning that Sabrina was the event planner for a coming County Western Day show. The next sentence conjectured whether she had asked the rival men to be a part of the coming event. The article ended on a question wondering whether there would there finally be a contest between the two men in a rodeo venue.

Someone was trying to drum up the rivalry between the two men once more and promote the County Western Day likely, but it was really just blatant sensationalism as far as he was concerned. Mostly it just left Sabrina, Drew, and Parker open to explain themselves in the public eye. He wondered if this would break the three of them apart. He hoped not. If they had already been members of the club, he might have been able to ward some of this off.

Timing was often everything in difficult situations.