Forbidden Passions (8 page)

Chapter Nine

A small lantern glowed softly, casting a golden light against the wall of the tent. Ty had spread the sleeping mats on the floor, covering them with two down-filled sleeping bags.

Libby swallowed hard, reaching for the buttons of her shirt. Ty brushed her fingers away.

“Let me.” His voice was husky, thick with longing. “You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting for the opportunity to strip you out of your clothes, darlin’. One piece at a time. Looking at you, touching you.”

She shivered as the soft material parted, and he pushed it off her shoulders. Behind her, Bodie took it and tossed it in a corner of the tent. He unhooked her bra, and Ty took that away, dropping it on top of her shirt.

“Beautiful,” he whispered, his fingers tracing the tops of her breasts. “Plump and ripe.” He traced a nipple, making it pucker. “Like a sweet red raspberry.” He leaned down and teased it with the tip of his tongue. “God, Libby, I want you so bad.”

He cupped her breasts, stroking his callused thumbs over the nipples before running his hands down her sides. He untied her pants and slid his hands inside, easing them down her hips, taking her panties with them. The rustle of clothes told her that Bodie was undressing, and her breathing accelerated. This was really happening.

Bodie stepped up behind her and pulled her back against the heat of his chest. His arms went around her, and his hands slid down her belly to her pussy. He opened her gently, his middle finger delving between her lips.

“Wet already.” He scooped up the moisture pooling at her entrance and began to worry her clit with tantalizing strokes. His cock, fully erect, twitched against her ass, causing more liquid to gush from her aroused cunt. “You want it, baby? You want my cock in your ass?”

“Yes.” It was barely a sigh.

She trembled, weak-kneed with Bodie’s erotic ministrations; Ty knelt and tugged off her boots, and her pants finally joined the rest of her clothes.

“Lie down, sugar,” Ty told her, practically ripping his shirt off. “We’re gonna give you a nice, relaxing massage.”

“A m-massage?”

“Um-hm, a sensual massage.”

Bodie eased her down to the floor of the tent and rolled her onto her belly. “You’ll like it.” He reached for a bottle of Kama Sutra’s Oil of Love and poured a small amount into his hand. “Now, close your eyes and relax.”

Libby exhaled as two pairs of hands worked at her tired muscles. It had been a long time since she’d spent a day in the saddle. They massaged her shoulders and arms, then worked their way down her back. Mingled scents of chocolate, vanilla, and cinnamon scented the air, and her skin warmed. Their hands skipped over her ass and moved to her legs with long, sure strokes, working the stiffness out of her limbs. Even her feet were treated to their gentle touch.

She moaned, her pussy clenching, when they finally eased her legs apart, stroking and teasing her flesh as they worked their way back up. The oil penetrated the delicate skin of her inner thighs, and their fingers grazed the swollen folds of her cunt. God, would they ever touch her there?

Ah yes. Gentle strokes along the edge of her pussy. Brief forays beneath her swollen lips. A finger slid inside, then two.

“Oh God. More. I need more.”

The fingers left her and moved to her ass, massaging the tight globes, sliding between the cheeks. Someone’s finger teased the tight rosebud of her ass, and the heat of the oil warmed her.

“Mmm, that’s a sweet little hole, baby. Time to get it ready for me.”

It was Bodie’s voice, Bodie’s finger that penetrated her, lubricating her virgin hole with the warm oil. Another joined the first and began a gentle pumping.

“Tight and hot. I can’t wait to get inside of this ass, honey. Open your legs wider so Ty can play with that pussy.”

She opened her legs, and Ty’s fingers glided inside her. The two began to fuck her, setting a rhythm that had her moving her hips in time to the thrusts of their fingers.

“Time for another one, honey,” Bodie said. He eased out of her and glided back in with three now. He fucked her gently, fingers scissoring, stretching, while both brothers’ lips caressed the smooth skin of her back.

She was practically sobbing she was so aroused. “Please, I need to come. Make me come, Bodie. Ty, please. I need it.” The only response to her plea was Bodie’s mouth covering hers.

Ty chuckled. “Soon, baby. Let’s roll you onto your side so I can kiss those luscious breasts.”

Libby howled with frustration as they shifted her onto her side. Bodie’s fingers remained firmly in her ass while Ty left her pussy to lift her leg over his hip.

“Soon, baby, I promise,” he said between nibbles and licks. He took her nipples between his teeth, biting down just enough to pinch but not to hurt, then began a leisurely trek down her body until her leg was over his shoulder and his mouth was between her legs.

Oh God, it was too much! Ty’s mouth fed on her pussy, licking, nibbling, sucking. Fingers probed, fucked, pinched. Finally, his lips closed over her clit to suckle. The night sounds were diminished to nothing but the noises in the tent: moans, groans, the liquid sound of Ty’s fingers gliding in and out of her cunt.

She couldn’t remember a single time in her sexual life when she’d been this aroused, this needy, this eager. Her body felt hot, tight, like being poised on the lip of a volcano watching the lava rise, waiting for the explosion to come, an explosion that just might kill her.

It was impossible to form any coherent thoughts, impossible to speak. All she could do was writhe and moan. She mewled in protest when Bodie took his fingers from her.

“She’s ready, Ty.” He practically snarled the words.

A condom landed on the pillow where Ty would lay his head. Thankfully, Bodie had remembered, because there wasn’t a rational thought in Libby’s head at the moment.

Ty gave her clit one more suck, then moved away from her, positioning himself on his back. She watched him roll the condom on, licking her lips as he wrapped his fist around his cock.

“Come on, darlin’,” he urged. “Give me that sweet pussy.”

She launched herself at him, straddling his lean hips. She was shaking so hard, both Ty and Bodie had to guide her over Ty’s cock.

“Oh God, oh yes.” It came out on a sigh as she lowered herself onto his length. He was long and thick, but her body was so primed for penetration, she took him easily.

“Ah, honey, that’s the tightest pussy in the world. You fit me like a glove.”

She wanted to ride him, to grind her cunt against him, but he pulled her down, pinning her against his chest. She was about to protest, but she felt Bodie behind her.

“Lift up some, baby,” Bodie demanded. “I’m gonna take this pretty ass now.”

Libby shuddered. She thought she’d be scared, but remarkably, she wasn’t. She lifted herself off Ty until just the head of his cock remained inside her, and took a deep breath as she felt the first probing thrust of Bodie’s latex-covered cock. He eased into her slowly.

“Ah, yeah, Libby. What a tight, sweet little ass you’ve got.” He advanced slowly. “Am I hurting you, honey? You tell me if it hurts too much.”

“Burns,” Libby gasped. “But it feels . . . Oh God, it feels good.”

“Wait, baby, wait for it.” He drew back slowly so Ty could fill her.

“Oh God,” she rasped. A shiver of dark, wicked pleasure washed over her as Bodie pulled back. “So good, so good.”

Advance and retreat. Advance and retreat. Slowly at first, coordinating their movements, each thrust designed to provide maximum penetration. Then harder, faster. She was stretched so tight, filled so full, that her clit was completely exposed to Ty’s hard thrusts.

“Too much, too much,” she babbled. “Going to come. Can’t hold it.”

Bodie’s lips caressed the tender flesh beneath her ear. “Let go, baby. Just let go. We’ve got you.”

Libby shrieked when both cocks filled her at once. A fever built within her, burning so bright she thought she might burst into flames. She was no virgin. She’d had her share of men over the years, men who knew how to please a woman in bed, but nothing could compare to what these men made her feel. Each thrust made her cry out.

“Come, Libby,” Ty demanded, thrusting up, grinding against her clit.

“Come, baby,” Bodie insisted. “Let me feel this tight little ass milk my cock when you come.”

She was surrounded by heated flesh, filled to bursting with two straining cocks, and yet she needed more. Just a little more to send her over the edge.

“Harder,” she begged, her voice strained. “Fuck me hard. I’m so close, so close.”

“You want it hard? We’ll give you hard,” both men growled.

Libby cried out as they picked up their pace, slamming into her, fucking her hard and fast, grinding, thrusting, both cocks filling her at once.

“You let go, Libby,” Bodie growled. “Let go or I’ll paddle your ass red.”

Her breath caught in her throat, and her pussy contracted.

“You want your ass spanked,” Bodie rasped. “Then that’s what you’ll get.”

His hand came down hard on her bottom, and a shudder racked her body.

“Oh yeah, our baby likes having her bottom warmed.” He smacked her again. “Oh, baby, you are in so much trouble, because there’s nothing we like better than spanking an ass before we fuck it.”

Libby cried out as a flurry of sharp cracks landed on her ass. “Oh. My. God!” Her entire body convulsed as Bodie rammed his cock deep in her ass, roaring his release. Ty fucked into her twice more, bucking beneath her as he came, slamming against her clit. She uttered a strangled howl as she came, her pussy and ass clamping and releasing, milking both cocks buried so deeply inside her.

When the initial frenzy died down, Bodie eased out of her and lifted her off Ty. Despite the cool night air, they were drenched in sweat.

“Holy shit,” Libby said, when she was finally able to breathe. Both men laughed, and she joined in. “That was the single most intense experience of my life.”

The brothers rolled onto their sides and stroked her like a cat. “For us too,” Ty confirmed. He cupped a breast and rolled the still-distended nipple between his fingers.

Bodie did the same with her other breast. “And who knew you would turn out to be such a kinky little thing? It’s very exciting that you liked being spanked. I love giving erotic spankings, honey. I could make you come just by spanking you. As you’ll soon find out.”

Libby’s body flamed to life again, but she knew she was too tired and sore for anything more tonight. “Well, I’ll look forward to that,” she said, then yawned.

“Let’s get some sleep,” Ty said, before kissing her forehead. “I believe we’ve worn our girl out.”

“Braggart. Just you wait. I’ll make you eat your words yet.”

Chapter Ten

Libby woke to the heavenly scents of coffee and bacon. She sat up, groaning. Every muscle in her body ached from the workout the twins had given her last night. Oh God, how could she face them after what she’d done, what she’d allowed them to do to her?

Thankfully, her bottom was not as tender as she’d expected it would be. Small favors. She reached for her clothes, fighting the arousal that spiked through her as she recalled how Ty had undressed her, the way his mouth had felt on her breasts, the way he’d devoured her cunt, sucking and licking as his fingers fucked into her. The way Bodie had stretched her ass in preparation for his cock.

She hadn’t expected to like it, was shocked at her reaction when Bodie’s hand had warmed her backside as he’d shuttled in and out of her ass. It had been a darkly sensual experience, hotter, more carnal for the fact that what they’d been doing was considered taboo. What the hell did that say about her? She dressed hurriedly and stepped out into the cool mountain air.

“Something smells good,” she said, walking to where Ty stood, flipping bacon.

“Mornin’, sleepyhead,” he teased. “It’s a little later than we’d planned, but we figured you could use the rest.”

Bodie sauntered up behind her and wrapped his arms around her and nuzzled her ear.

“You okay? Not too sore to ride today?”

Her cheeks heated, and she expected she was probably blushing to her roots.

“I’m all right. A little tender, maybe, but nothing debilitating. Is that coffee ready yet?”

Bodie let loose of her and went to pour her a cup. “Cream and sugar?”

“Nah, black’s fine. Just so long as it’s strong enough to wake me up. I’m not known for having a good early-morning disposition.” She took the coffee and sipped the hot black brew. “So what’s the plan for today?”

“Mountain Creek,” Ty reminded her, cracking eggs into the skillet. “Day hike up to Turret Mountain and on toward Eagle Peak. I thought maybe tomorrow we could camp on the Thorofare River. It’s really remote and wild. Maybe see some grizzlies. How do you like your eggs?”

“Over medium. I’m going to go get my day pack ready.”

By the time Libby finished packing her gear, which included cameras and filters along with a solar blanket and water washer, breakfast was ready to be served. They ate ravenously, carb loading for the day ahead of them. It had been a long time since Libby had done any substantial hiking, and she hoped she didn’t embarrass herself.

* * *

At the Mountain Creek stock camp, the guys finally gave in and let her help set up. Bodie put up a high line while she and Ty pitched the tent and set out the firebox. Every now and again, Ty would stop what he was doing and pull her close for a tender kiss, gazing into her eyes as though he wanted to tell her something but couldn’t find the words. She would place her hand on his cheek and smile, letting him know it was okay, whatever it was; she would listen when he was ready.

When they’d finished setting up camp, the sun was finally beginning to warm the crisp air. Libby shrugged out of her heavy flannel shirt and tied it around her waist. She smiled at Bodie.

“Stock all settled in?”

“Yes, ma’am, though they seem a mite jumpy. I’m thinking maybe I’ll stay here, make sure they don’t strain the line.”

She looked over at the stock, all of which seemed perfectly placid to her. Interesting. Maybe he was giving her and Ty some alone time.

“Okay,” she said with a shrug. “You sure?”

“Absolutely. I’ll have a good supper waiting for you when you get back.”

She pretended not to notice the meaningful look that passed between him and Ty. She went to Bodie and gave him a long, lingering kiss, her heart thundering in her chest as she felt his cock lengthen against her belly.

“Tonight,” she whispered.

“Without a doubt,” he agreed, then turned her and gave her a gentle swat on the ass. “Now git before I take you inside and have my way with you.”

She laughed and scurried away to where Ty stood waiting. He helped her into her pack and handed her a walking stick.

Heading east along Mountain Creek, Libby stopped often to capture shots of the Trident Falls off to the south. Soon enough, they reached a three-mile stretch of burned forest, a result of the 1988 fires. As the trail headed ever upward, she changed lenses and got several good shots of Turret and Tabletop mountains. They forded several small creeks, and Libby was pleased with the performance of her waterproof hiking boots.

As the trail descended to the meadows of Howell Creek, her camera was a constant whir in the background. Wildflowers abounded, carpeting the floor of the meadow in a riot of reds, oranges, yellows, whites, pinks, blues, and purples. In a word, it was breathtaking.

Ty reached for her camera. “Go out there and sit down. I want a picture of you surrounded by wildflowers.”

She protested, not wanting to disturb the meadow, but he looked so crestfallen that she carefully picked her way through the profusion of flowers and knelt in a grassy area where she would do the least amount of damage. He took several pictures, finally giving in to her protests that enough was enough.

He took her hand and led her down the trail. “Come on, we’re close to the Howell Creek Patrol Cabin; we can stop there for some GORP and some water.”

“Ah,” she said, her stomach grumbling. “Good old raisins and peanuts. You have to love whoever invented trail mix.”

No one was at the cabin, but they stopped to rest. Libby changed lenses and put a new memory card in her camera, and they headed out through more burned forest. They climbed the remaining thousand feet to Eagle Pass, and Libby was struck dumb by the grandeur.

“Oh,” she said softly. Tears welled in her eyes. “I do feel like I can see forever.” She took pictures from every angle possible, changing from zoom to a wide-angle lens, twisting herself into whatever position she deemed necessary to get just the right shot. Mountains, trees, distant bodies of water, nothing escaped her artist’s eye. “It’s like I imagined heaven would be—only wilder.”

She turned to thank Ty for bringing her to this magical place and was stunned by the fierce need reflected in his gaze. Before she could even speak, he was on her, his tongue thrusting past her teeth in a wild, deep kiss, his hands gripping her ass to haul her tight against him.

Her pussy was soaked. He meant to take her, here and now, in the midst of this consuming majesty. The wildness of it fired her blood, and she yanked at his shirt, pulling it out of the waistband of his jeans. Her hands skimmed his back, barely noticing the feel of the scar over his kidney.

He broke the kiss. “I gotta have you, baby. I’m sorry. I can’t be gentle.”

“Fuck gentle,” Libby heard herself say. She yanked at the button on his jeans and jerked the zipper down.

He wrapped an arm around her waist and lifted her off her feet, then strode to a huge downed tree. Setting her away from him, he opened her shorts and pulled them down to her ankles. Her panties he simply tore from her body.

He draped his shirt over the tree and sat her down facing him. “Spread your legs,” he barked. When she did, he leaned down and fastened his mouth to her pussy, bringing her to a hard, fast orgasm. Before she even had time to recover, he turned her and bent her over the huge tree trunk.

“How do you want it?” he rasped, his hands gripping her hips.

“Hard, Ty. Hard and fast.”

“In your pussy or in your ass?”

She shuddered as his harsh words played havoc with her. Her pussy clenched. “Both. I want both.”

Ty uttered a strangled laugh, and she heard the sound of a condom foil ripping. He shoved her legs wider and rammed into her.

“Ah God, baby. Your pussy’s so hot and tight. I’m gonna fuck you good, and then I’m gonna shove my cock up your ass and make you scream my name.”

Over and over he drove into her, pounding her hard, slowing down to work her G-spot until she was sobbing, then fucking her hard again. So hard their bodies came together with force, like they were being applauded for their efforts. He had her so close, she was nearly delirious with the need to come.

“Oh, oh, oh.” Libby gritted her teeth. “Yes, fuck me, just like that, ah God, it’s so good.”

“Ah yeah,” he growled, then reached beneath her to worry her clit. “I’ll fuck you, honey.”

Harder, faster, his clever fingers working on her clit. Her breath sawed in and out of her lungs as she thrust herself onto him. It was happening, building hot and sweet in her clit, exploding into her cunt.

“Oooooh!” A wolf couldn’t have howled any better. He drew back and rammed into her one last time, and she flew, screaming as her body stiffened, then shook. He pulled out and reached between her legs, gathering her cream, then lubricated the delicate star of her anus.

“Now I get a taste of this ass,” he said and slid deep.

Libby hissed. He hadn’t given her any time to adjust to the size of his cock as it penetrated her. He drove in and started pumping.

“Easy, baby,” he crooned. He reached for her clit and teased that tiny pearl to life once more, fucking her ass slowly until she began to moan.

“Yes, oh God, Ty. I’m going to come again.”

It was rapture, this pleasurable pain he inflicted on her. His cock deep in her ass, his work-callused thumb stroking her clit, driving her into a frenzy. Once again that familiar heat burned into her empty pussy.

“Ohgod, ohgod!” she screamed as Ty filled her cunt with his fingers. Her back arched and bowed; then her entire body clenched, and he bellowed, driving into her one last time as she shattered.

“Ah, thank you, baby,” Ty whispered, his lips next to her ear. “For everything. For this time, for letting me see this place through your eyes. For giving yourself to me.”

Libby sighed and slowly climbed to her feet. “Okay, Cade, where’s my drawers?”

“Um, I sort of tore them off you,” he admitted abashedly. “I’ll replace them, I promise.”

She rolled her eyes as she pulled her shorts back up. “You bet your ass you will. Those were expensive French undies, Tyler Cade.” She tried to make herself look fierce, but she couldn’t pull it off when she saw the panties sticking out of his pants pocket. “Honestly, you Cade boys, I’ll be lucky if I have a single pair of panties left by the time I leave here.”