Covington, Cara - Love Under Two Lawmen [The Lost Collection] (Siren Menage Everlasting) (16 page)

“Revenge is thirsty work.” Bodine punctuated that statement by chugging the booze in the shot glass. Then he poured another. “We rode faster ‘n them. We will again. When we leave tomorrow. Any idea where they’re headed?”

“Not completely. Stable hand at the livery figured Arkansas or Indian Territory.”

“Be better if we knew for certain.”

The last thing Colin needed was criticism from this asshole. He nodded and got to his feet. Since they weren’t leaving until morning, he might as well pay a visit to Cora’s.

He had a lot of anger and aggression to work off. He only had to ask once to be directed to Cora’s. The solid structure was one of only a few on this street. The other business owners seemed content to use tents to house their establishments.

He was greeted at the door by a woman who took his hat and escorted him into a parlor. “You’re from the South,” the woman said. She cocked her head to one side. “Atlanta?”

“Richmond.” Colin liked the look of the place. The furnishings seemed comfortable, and the hostess, if she could be called that, deferential.

“We have several fine ladies who would be pleased to entertain you this evening. One, I believe, is from Richmond. Her name is Janine, and I have it on good authority she’s very talented.”

Colin wondered at the coincidence. He also wondered if the Dupree woman might not have known this Janine. He nodded to the hostess. “Yes, I think I would like Janine.”

Some minutes later, he was met by a young woman, blond ringlets piled atop her head, her pretty face painted appropriately. On a hunch, he said, “Imagine my finding someone from my home town right here in Denison. I wonder what the odds are on that?”

Janine smiled. “Maybe not as big as you think. Seems there’re plenty of folks from Richmond passing through here lately.”

“Really? Well, perhaps once we’re in your bed you can tell me all about it.”

Colin followed the whore up the stairs, his eyes taking in the tight fit of her gown and the lovely length of leg showing beneath it. Fortune was certainly smiling upon him in this venture.

First, he’d fuck the whore, then he’d see if she could do anything else with that mouth of her besides suck cock. Like tell him where that other whore was headed and when she planned to get there.

Chapter 14

This was the moment after a long day of anticipation. Amanda felt her arousal kindle just from thinking about what would come next.

“Do you know what we want to do to you tonight?”

A fine shiver coursed down her spine, Adam’s words tickling her skin and drawing moisture to her cunny.

“You said you were going to ravish me.” Amanda marveled that breathy, teasing voice could be hers. She’d seen women flirting with men, coquettes who teased but held out for a ring, and others who held out only for the right price. She’d scoffed at their flirtatious ways, somehow thinking if she ever desired a man she’d just come right out and say so. And while she did—and she had—she couldn’t deny this quivery sense deep inside her that dared her to tease and to flirt.

“Well, now, there are many different forms of ravishment, my dear.” Adam’s words brushed her ear, the front of his body braced her back, and his heat became hers.

“What we’ve been waiting and wanting to do is share you properly.”

“Now, Captain Kendall, you have to know there’s absolutely nothing proper about sharing me, delightful though that prospect seems to me.”

“True. Perhaps I should rephrase. Or better yet, let the man whose tools are words clarify our intentions.” Adam rested his hands on her shoulders and squeezed them, sending a wonderful wave of warmth through her.

Warren had been watching them from his position next to the fire. Now he approached, stopping just short of their sleeping pallet, the gleam in his eye telling her exactly how much he wanted her. Amanda felt her toes curl and her belly flutter.

My God, they’re both so damn gorgeous
.

“I’m delighted to clarify our intentions.” He’d stopped with only inches separating them. He reached forward and with one hand began to open the buttons of her shirt. “We’re both going to fuck you at the same time and see if we can feel each other’s cock inside you.”

Amanda groaned. Warren’s words, hot and provocative, made her want to rub her legs together. The delicious sensations coursing through her would lead to heaven and she very much wanted to go there again and again with these two men.

“Is that even possible?” She heard the note of excitement in her voice and didn’t care if it betrayed her most base desires. When they were together, like this, when Adam reached around and began to unbutton her trousers, there could be no pretense between them.

Her shirt and pants both surrendered to the will of her lovers. The fire, banked high, cast warmth and an orange glow on the tips of her breasts and, she imagined, on the rest of her naked body.

“Both of us fucking you at the same time? Oh, yes.” Warren flashed a wide grin, then leaned forward to give her a quick, chaste kiss. “A woman’s body is extraordinarily accommodating. One of us will slide his cock into your cunt. The other will slide into your ass. Whether or not we’ll feel each other? I don’t know. This is a first for all of us.”

“It’s going to hurt some when I begin to fuck your ass,” Adam said. He feathered kisses on her ear, then reached around with one hand to cup a breast and pull and pinch her nipple. “I’ll be careful. I’ll stop if you give me the word.”

“I won’t want you to stop.”

“We appreciate your enthusiasm.” Warren tailed one hand down her belly until his fingers combed through the hair that shielded her pussy. “However, we don’t want to hurt you unduly. It might take a few tries for us to get where we want to be, physically. Where we all want to be. The same place we are right now—spiritually.”

“Connected,” Amanda said, because it was true and she’d felt it almost from that first moment standing on the train platform in Waco.

“Connected,” Adam said.

“I only have one question.” Amanda’s nipples had peaked into hard buttons, and her cunny yearned to be filled. Their words had done nothing to diminish her arousal, and all she wanted was for the loving to begin.

“And that would be?” Warren bent down just long enough to take her other nipple into his mouth and give it a tiny nip and suck. Then he straightened, his smile dazzling in its devilry.

“How are y’all going to manage to fuck me if you’re still dressed?”

“Good question.” Adam didn’t move away from her as he began to peel out of his clothes. She could feel the motions happening behind her that she saw taking place right in front of her.

They moved in tandem, quickly. Adam only stepped back from her long enough to take off his boots and peel out of his socks. When he returned to her and brushed against her, she felt his hot, hard cock against the crack of her ass.

He combed his fingers through her hair, then tilted her head back. She opened her mouth to him, needing his flavor, the sensation of his tongue in her mouth. She needed him and Warren and this connection between them like she needed to breathe. How could her body have so quickly decided that these two men and what they gave her, what they took from her, was necessary to her very existence?

Warren brought his body close to hers, close enough that she felt his cock brush against her belly. When Adam released her mouth, she sought Warren’s. The sensation of his kiss, the press of two aroused male bodies at her front and back spiked her own arousal. Here, with no one within miles, she freely let loose the groan of greed, the whimper of need. It didn’t matter if her lovers heard desperation in the sounds she made. They would never use her vulnerability against her.

Warren broke their kiss. His eyes glittered as he looked down at her breasts, then up at their lover, whose chin rested on her shoulder. When Warren leaned in and mated his lips to Adam’s, such love filled Amanda that she didn’t know if she could hold it.

“I never knew I could feel this way.” Warren’s whispered confession told her they truly were connected, for he’d expressed her very thoughts.

“Complete. Whole.” Adam echoed the same sentiments.

Amanda stroked Warren’s face. No matter what happened in the future, she would be forever grateful she’d had this experience, this time to touch and be touched. A woman could live all the rest of her years alone, she thought, if she had a box of such memories as these to hold in her heart forever.

“It’s the same for me,” she said. “I love you.” She tilted her head to the side so she could see Adam. “I love you both.”

“Mandy.” Warren bent to take one nipple in his mouth while Adam caressed and played with her other.

How easy to reach out and down to grasp a cock in each hand. She stroked them the way she’d learned they loved to be stroked, her grasp firm, the motion slow and rhythmic.

She felt fingers on her cunny, and in it, and fingers caressing across the tight pucker of her ass. Moisture came out of her and she groaned, the sound so needy, she wondered anew she didn’t feel diminished even as she begged.

“Please.” She whispered that plea and knew she was safe to do so, that she could reveal her deepest need or her slightest insecurity to these men and they would never think less of her or play her false.

“Yes.” Warren stepped back and then laid down on their pallet, his back flat on the blankets, his cock rigid and rising above him. “Come here, sweetheart. Slide that hot cunt onto my cock. Take me inside you, let me feel you hot and wet around me.”

Adam’s hands returned to her shoulders, turned her, so that it felt as if he directed her, as if he offered her to their lover. The thought was a thrilling one, and she went willingly, eager to feel Warren’s cock inside her. Adam’s hands guided her so that she straddled Warren. Adam got down on his knees beside them. He reached out, stroked Warren’s hard cock, then brought it to the opening of her body.

Lifting up slightly, she felt Adam’s hand and Warren’s cock together against her dewy folds, and the combination sent a shiver through her. She sank down slowly, relishing the hot, wonderful glide of male flesh into her pussy.

“Lean over him, baby. Place your hands on the ground on either side of his head.”

Amanda complied, a humming sound of pleasure escaping her as that action changed the angle of Warren’s cock inside her. The movement brought her clit to rub against the hair that nested his shaft while his flesh nudged deeply.

“Taste me, Mandy. It’ll be easier if you get me wet first.” Adam, still beside her, thrust his hips toward her, his cock mouth-wateringly close. She opened for him, taking his hot flesh deep into her mouth. She loved this, loved feeling the two of them in her at the same time and could barely contain her excitement. As she moved her head up and down on Adam’s shaft, she played her tongue along his flesh and sucked gently.

“That makes me hot, watching you suck my lover’s cock,” Warren whispered.

Adam drew back from her, and she felt Warren open his legs, then Adam moved until he knelt behind her. The heat of his body warmed her, thrilled her. She looked over her shoulder and met his gaze.

Lust shone from his eyes. That look quickened her heart and deepened her arousal. Warren reached up and cupped one of her breasts at the same instant he surged his cock up and into her, his stroke powerful and sure.

“You feel mighty fine around my cock, Miss Dupree.”

Amanda moaned and laughed at the same time. “Lawyer Jessop, I do like the way you’ve mastered that rod of yours.”

Adam stroked a hand down her back, pushing slightly, and she followed his cue and laid her head and chest on Warren, leaving her ass pointing skyward.

His hands came to rest on the globes of her ass, and he spread them. Then she felt heat and…
Oh God
…she shivered as he laved his tongue back and forth across her anus. The tingling excitement that had been building inside her stretched higher, and she couldn’t hold back her gasp.

“Hold on, sweetheart.”

The whispered warning preceded the sensation of his cock, big and hot and hard, pressing against her opening.

Incredible pressure built, sliding into a burning discomfort that slowly grew. She felt her anus stretch, inch by inch, felt Adam pressing forward, and bit her lip to remain silent. It hurt but felt good at the same time, and she didn’t want him to stop.

“All right?”

She could only let a tiny sound out and gave him his answer by pushing back against him.

Warren had wrapped his arms around her, one hand stroking her back up and down, a kind of comforting gesture on his part. Now, that hand caressed across and around until he slid it between their joined bodies. With unerring accuracy, he found her clit and began to stroke it back and forth.

“Oh, yes.” Pleasure overrode discomfort, and the intrusion in her bottom began to feed the arousal swirling up from her clit and deep inside her cunt where Warren’s cock continued to give her tiny strokes.

“All right, sweetheart. Take more when you’re ready. You’re in control of us both. Fuck us, Amanda.”