Bend (21 page)
Justin lowered her to the bed, settling her on her back. He came down on her in a smooth move, propping himself on his forearms as his muscular body covered her. “You’re not leaving us.”
Annabelle wished she could give him the answer he wanted, but she had obligations she couldn’t easily dismiss, and the three of them needed time to develop what was growing between them. But she could commit to working towards what he wanted.
“I have to,” Annabelle began, then stopped to grab two handfuls of Justin’s hair when he would have pulled away. “I can’t just leave my job, you should both understand that. But Chance and Rory, even Bo and Max, are willing to help us out. I can come in later in the mornings, and if y’all are able, you and Evan could stay a couple of nights with me in the bunkhouse. We could take a little time to make sure—”
“We’re sure!” Evan and Justin both said loudly enough so that Annabelle’s temper spiked. She glared at Evan first, then Justin as she tightened her hold on his hair until he winced.
“And so am I, but that doesn’t mean we can’t take the time to strengthen our relationship before I move in here with you two.”
Justin’s grin was slow in coming, but it reached his eyes, and the anger she’d seen in their depths turned into that molten look that caused her cunt to cream.
“I’m not running anymore,” Annabelle explained as her heartbeat sped up. “But you and Evan need to respect that I have other responsibilities and I can’t just walk away from them.”
“But you
want
to be with us,” Evan pressed, lying on the bed so that his head was beside hers. He gave her that look, the one that made her gooey inside and want to give him whatever he asked for. “You’ll move in with us soon, make this official?”
Annabelle didn’t know about soon—she was pretty sure their idea of soon would be different from hers—but she’d do it when she thought the time was right, which is what she told them. Both men studied her for a moment, and though they weren’t pleased, they weren’t angry. Annabelle understood their inclination to pin her down and make her commit to moving in with them as soon as possible, and she loved them both for giving her the time she needed even though they wanted more.
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Not that she would tell them she loved them just yet. If she did, they’d do everything they could to convince her to stay with them, and Annabelle was afraid she’d give in despite her other responsibilities. Besides, she needed some time to get used to that revelation herself before she blurted it out.
“Kiss me,” she ordered, not caring which man did it, so long as one of them kept her from talking. Evan groaned and cupped her cheeks, pulling her head around for a kiss that had Annabelle’s eyeballs rolling back in her head. Or maybe that was due to Justin, who was nibbling and kissing his way down her chest. He sucked one sensitive nipple in his mouth as Evan swiped his tongue over the roof of her mouth and Annabelle knew then it was both men driving her closer to the edge she’d just recently tumbled over.
Justin let her nipple go with a lewd pop, then continued trailing a path of kisses down until he reached her clit. He scraped his teeth over the bundle of nerves and Annabelle arched into the touch. Evan’s nimble fingers tugged and rolled her nipples and Annabelle writhed, trying to get a firmer touch on the hot spots her men were tormenting. Justin sucked her clit into his mouth and rolled his tongue over it as Evan bit her bottom lip and gave her taut peaks the attention they needed. Annabelle gasped and thrashed as she came again, her muscles clenching and spasming from the intensity of her climax.
“That’s it, baby, just like that,” Justin crooned. He licked down her slit, delving his tongue into her cunt for a quick fuck, then licked lower as he grasped her thighs and shoved her legs up.
Evan rolled over and Annabelle would have asked what the hell he was doing, stopping now, but Justin’s tongue dragged over her pucker and Annabelle couldn’t think, much less speak. She closed her eyes and grabbed handfuls of the blanket as Justin began eating her ass, priming her for what was soon to come.
“Lift up, honey,” Evan said, but he was further away from her than he’d been and Annabelle knew he wasn’t talking to her. She felt the bed shift as Justin moved, then heard the crinkle of a wrapper being torn open. The sound of skin on skin followed, then a moan against her opening. Annabelle lifted her head and forced her eyes open to find Justin on all fours between her legs, Evan reaching under him to roll on a condom. Justin moaned again as he thrust into Evan’s hand. Evan chuckled and released the thick cock.
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“Ah ah, I think there’s something you want more than my hand.” He popped open the lube and squirted some on his fingers before holding the tube out to Justin. “Do yourself while I get her ready for you.”
Justin buried his tongue in deep one last time before planting a kiss on her hole and sitting up on his knees. He took the lube and began coating his sheathed dick as Evan scooted up to Annabelle’s hip and pressed the tip of one finger to her pucker. He looked at her with an expression of concern as he rubbed at the ring of muscles.
“Have you ever done this before?”
Annabelle tried to speak but only managed to whimper. She settled for a nod.
Evan smiled slyly as he pushed his finger into her ass. “But not like Justin’s gonna do you.”
She didn’t doubt it. The two or three times she’d had anal before hadn’t particularly been memorable. None of the men had been anywhere near as well-endowed as Justin.
Evan turned to watch his finger pumping in and out of her body as Annabelle lay back and closed her eyes. She’d loved to have watched, but it wasn’t comfortable. They needed mirrors, those tacky kinds on the ceiling or something. A burning sensation spread up her rectum from her pucker, and she knew Evan had worked another finger into her.
“Look at you,” she heard Justin mutter, and she made a mental note to ask about mirrors. “Fuck that’s pretty.”
“Gonna be prettier in a minute,” Evan said as the pressure around her pucker increased. The pain was sharper, less a burn and more just hurt, but Annabelle welcomed it.
The first time she’d done this, the guy hadn’t prepared her, and she sure as hell hadn’t known any better. She was lucky he had a dick the size of one of those little canned sausages, or else she might never have tried this again. Annabelle opened her eyes, ready to plead for Justin and Evan to fuck her, but Justin must have read her body’s need.
“That’s enough.” Justin traced his fingers around her opening, still filled with Evan’s digits. With his other hand gripping the back of Evan’s neck, he drew Evan to him for a rough kiss, almost more of a fight for dominance than a show of affection, and it turned Annabelle on more than she’d thought possible.
When Justin ended the kiss, Evan withdrew his fingers from her pucker then sprawled beside her on the bed on his back. He stroked his dick, which Annabelle realised was sheathed. Both of them, then. Oh God, she nearly burst into flames at the thought.
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“Need you, Belle,” Evan whispered.
Annabelle rolled to her side, then carefully straddled Evan’s knees. She bent forward and nuzzled his balls, wishing she’d had the chance to suck his big dick before he put on the condom. Evan grunted and reached for her arms, his eyes laden with desire.
“Belle, please.”
Annabelle scooted up as Justin stroked her back, her hips, her ass. She grasped Evan’s cock, keeping her gaze locked with his, and lined it up with her wet pussy. Evan let go of her arms and clutched her hips, his breath coming in short, rapid bursts. Annabelle smiled and rubbed the fat crown into her juices, then when Evan opened his mouth to plead for more, she slammed herself down, filling her cunt with the thick shaft.
Evan’s howl, the bruising strength of his fingers, only fanned the flames of Annabelle’s arousal. She didn’t give him or herself a minute to adjust, instead riding his dick hard and fast, ramming her ass down, stuffing herself over and over as Evan gasped and moaned, his hips jerking as he matched her frantic rhythm.
Justin moved in behind her, and Annabelle stilled as he clasped her chin, turning her head for a kiss that had her bucking her hips. Justin licked her lips then placed his hand between her shoulder blades and gently pushed her forward until her breasts pressed against Evan’s chest. Evan immediately tangled his fingers in her hair and took over the kissing.
Annabelle moaned into the kiss as she felt Justin pry her butt cheeks apart. The blunt fat crown brushed over her pucker and Annabelle tried to scoot back only to find herself held by Evan’s hands twined in her hair.
When Justin gripped her hip with one hand, Annabelle could have wept with relief. The press of his tip into her tight ring had her eyes burning as much as her ass, but God, she wanted him, them, wanted Evan and Justin for as long as she could have them. Her nails scored Evan’s biceps as Justin pushed in further. Again she tried to rock back into the penetration only to find herself unable to do so.
“You need more?” Justin rasped even as he pressed in deeper.
Annabelle arched her back as much as she could in answer. Justin gripped both hips then plunged forward until his balls slapped against her. Annabelle jerked her lips from Evan’s to shout her pleasure as she was stretched until she felt she’d burst. It hurt, but nowhere near an intolerable level, and really, as Annabelle was learning about herself, she did seem to like a rough bite of pain at times.
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And Justin seemed to know when that was, as did Evan. Giving her a moment to adjust, Justin added his finger bruises to Evan’s on her hips. He ground his groin against her ass, working his dick in deeper, stretching her pucker even wider. Then with a strangled shout he began to fuck her.
Grunts and groans, bodies slapping and flesh sliding as sweat pooled and ran over them. Annabelle couldn’t do more than hold on as Justin pounded into her ass and Evan fucked her pussy in short hard strokes. Her body was suffused with so much pleasure, almost more than she could bear as Justin dropped down over her, catching himself on his hands as he pumped his dick into her. Evan let loose a garbled scream as Justin’s shift in position caused his cock to rub against Evan’s more forcefully through the thin wall separating her entrances. His entire body jerked as Annabelle felt his cum spurt inside her despite the condom.
Evan shivered and Justin wrapped his arms around Annabelle’s body, cupping her breasts as he pulled her up until they were both on their knees. Evan scooted up until his back was braced by the headboard, then he gave her a satisfied smile that seemed to say
now
you’re in for it!
A nudge from Justin had Annabelle dropping back down, her head resting on her folded arms over Evan’s thighs, then her eyes shot wide open as Justin began to fuck her with the strength she’d seen him fuck Evan with. Heat spiralled up from her ass, shooting through her rectum and burning pathways to her extremities. Her spine tingled and her head felt light. Justin slammed into her, his hips slapping her ass, his balls slapping her cunt, and all Annabelle could do was gasp as Justin took her, marking her with the force of his need as surely as if he’d branded her.
One big hand came down to hold the back of her neck as Justin’s used his other hand to flick her clit. Ecstasy coiled in Annabelle’s belly, spreading to her womb. Justin pressedher pearl harder as he ploughed into her, and Annabelle’s climax tore into her and rendered her speechless, breathless, as she quivered and gave herself over to her men.
“That’s it, honey,” Justin ground out, then he speared her deeper than he had yet. His big body stilled as his cock swelled inside her, then he moaned as he came, his thick length pulsing several times as he found his release.
Justin withdrew and tumbled to the bed, dragging Annabelle with him so that she lay between him and Evan. Annabelle cupped each of her lovers’ hands where they rested on BEND
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her belly. Her body ached in a well-used way she wished she could feel forever, but as her neck and lips were nuzzled and kissed, Annabelle knew she’d have a lifetime with Evan and Justin to bask in the warmth of their love.
About the Author
A native Texan, Bailey spends her days spinning stories around in her head, which has contributed to more than one incident of tripping over her own feet. Evenings are resounds for pounding away at the keyboard, as are the early morning hours. Sleep?
Doesn’t happen much. Writing is too much fun, and there are too many characters bouncing about, tapping on Bailey’s brain, demanding to be let out.
Caffeine and chocolate are permanent fixtures in Bailey’s office and are never far from hand at any given time. Removing either of those necessities from Bailey’s presence can result in what is known as A Very, Very Scary Bailey and is not advised under any circumstances.
Bailey loves to hear from readers. You can find her contact information, website and author biography at
http://www.total-e-bound.com
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Also by Bailey Bradford
Southwestern Shifters: Rescued
Southwestern Shifters: Relentless
Southwestern Shifters: Reckless
Southern Spirits: A Subtle Breeze
Southern Spirits: When the Dead Speak
Southern Spirits: All of the Voices
Southern Spirits: Wait Until Dawn
Southern Spirits: Aftermath
Southern Spirits What Remains
Love in Xxchange: Rory’s Last Chance
Love in Xxchange: Miles To Go
