Independence: #4 Hayley (22 page)

Jack relaxed with a warm breath and chuckled. He felt her body jerk when his hands came up and spread apart the swollen labia. Her scent assailed his senses and his cock pushed hard against the front of his jeans. His legs were stretched out carefully, leaving room for Dane to move as he swatted Hayley’s ass.

He knew what was coming when the swats stopped and savored the abrupt stiffness in her body. He licked along the open folds, tasting and going back for more. He gave the thin inner folds nips that radiated through her in a hard shudder. Her groan told him all he needed to know.

Dane applied a few final swats along her thighs and ass, the pink flesh incredibly arousing before he tossed the crop to the table to the right. He lifted the tin he’d left there and removed the lid. He read the ingredients that had obviously come from the computer in her office.

All natural things mixed into the soft buttery crème. Coconut oil, sesame oil, cocoa butter and sweet almond oil. The corner of his mouth lifted when he glanced at the instructions. ‘Apply to teats to entice newborns to nurse. Also used after nursing to keep teat pliable and moist.’

He wasn’t going to use it on her teats, although the scent was very appealing. He had another use for it in mind.

Dane scooped a small amount from the tin using the backs of his fingers and rubbed it off at the beginning of the cleft between her cheeks.

Chapter Twenty-One

Hayley groaned. No coming, no coming, no coming! She kept up the mantra but wasn’t sure how long she could hang onto the control.

The sound of someone standing on the base of the saw horse pulled her attention from the man biting and suckling on her bits. That would be Dane but what…

A groan was pulled from deep inside her. Strong hands massaged her ass, squeezing and rubbing seconds before a solid slap broke her lethargy. The growl broke from her lips before she could stop it which made several more swats her reward.

“I’m in charge, Hayley and I want you screaming. Jack told you I was in charge of your orgasms tonight and I want so many we lose track,” Dane had bent over her back and bit down on her ear. At the same time, he thrust two fingers into her ass and Jack sucked her clit in between his teeth. She screamed.

Her body erupted with insane pleasure. The sound of her voice bounced around in her head while her arms and legs tried to move; made a wild attempt to break free. Ripples vibrated through her insides. Neither of the man responsible stopped their actions.

Oh, they eased up…a little. Very little. How did her butt get so sensitive? And just when did she become curious about that part of her? Wasn’t it…icky? It was icky! But why did it make all the nerves jump and pulse and feel so damn good?

She couldn’t breathe. There was air all around her, but she couldn’t grab a breath. Not properly. Then the hand came across her ass and kick-started her again.

The waves of pleasure eased into a soft lapping along the shore. She could still feel them both. Both men who aroused her beyond her wildest fantasies.

“I think she’s ready…” Dane murmured from behind her.

“Maybe just another little spark,” Jack suggested, lapping at the inner labia and biting down with ever increasing pressure. “Once more, baby…”

Hayley was trying to follow their words but the pressure had increased and when Jack bit into her clit this time, he held on and licked feverishly at the same time. Her body couldn’t take it. Her eyes squeezed tightly closed and brilliant lights exploded. Her body stiffened. The ties on her wrist and ankles held her in place, another scream ripped through the air.

Her body gave itself up to the tremors for several long seconds before she collapsed against the saddle. There was movement. There were hands stroking along her body, over her head and down the braid she’d woven in her hair. Palms squeezed her ass and suddenly her hands were free and hanging limply.

“How?” Dane looked around the room after releasing her ankles.

“Got it covered,” Jack told him, striding from the room and returning a minute later pushing a large bale of hay. He pulled three folded grey blankets from a shelf and tossed them to the bale. He continued shoving until it was in the middle of the room.

Hayley blinked at them, her head falling to Dane’s shoulder and eyes closing.

“I’m taking bottom,” Jack announced. “And I want those breasts…”

“Feet on the floor, Pet,” Dane lowered her next to the bale of hay Jack was covering with folded blankets. “Look at me, sub.”

His voice was compelling and her eyes opened. She pulled herself up, her hands immediately clasped in front of her.

“How’s she looking?” Jack asked, sinking to the bale and opening his jeans.

“Well pleasured,” Dane remarked with a chuckle, turning her to face Jack. “I think Jack needs a little help with the condom, pet.”

“Yes, Sir,” she whispered and lifted one knee to slide over the soft horse blanket. In the back of her mind, she expected to be stabbed by shafts of hay, but she wasn’t and relaxed. There was something mesmerizing about their eyes and when she looked up into Jack’s, she felt so many things. There was so much emotion there that her hand faltered, stroking down the length of his cock while she took the condom from him.

She knelt at his side and he leaned up on his elbows watching her. She wasn’t sure why, but the heat of blushing struck her face and she quickly went to work sheathing his cock to avoid his gaze. Focus, she told herself, the fading sensations of her orgasms still making her bits throb.

She started to ask. She started to open her mouth but then shook her head at herself and sat back, watching the cock she’d covered bob slightly.

“A question, sub?” Jack asked, letting one hand glide over the silken skin of her thigh.

“I’m not sure I want to know…” her gaze was up immediately when he laughed and took her hand.

“Over me, pet…you’ll know soon enough…”

“I’m not sure I can…it feels like I’m floating and it still…” she jumped slightly, the tip of the covered cock stroking over a clit that hadn’t retreated. She groaned.

“Still feels damned good,” Jack managed as he fit himself against her opening. He moved his hips, rotating and sliding inside her. Just a little…his hands gripped her waist, guiding her up and then a bit to the side. Sensual as she picked up on what he wanted and took over, teasing them both to the edge.

“Christ…” Dane groaned, his hands working a condom over the hard line of his cock. The urge to stroke it was almost over-whelming as he watched her body undulate sensually against Jack. It was as if there was a silent, sexy tune playing in her mind. Her eyes were closed, lips swollen from kissing Jack were slightly parted, her tongue out when she moaned softly. “That’s it, baby…take it all…tonight you’re going to feel so much you’ll carry the memory into the new year.”

Hayley was lost in the myriad of sensations. From the hard tips of her nipples Jack stroked and pinched to the very end of his cock as it rubbed around and teased her insides. She angled her hips a little forward, pressing her clit against his pubic mound. The groan broke free when Dane stroked around her ass again.

She didn’t know she could feel so much there.

Jack’s hands left her nipples and gripped her hips, urging her lower at the same time the fingers in her behind were replaced with the tip of his cock. Her breathing came to an abrupt stop, her body frozen and eyes wide.

“Breathe through it, pet…slow and steady,” Jack ordered firmly, grinding his teeth against the pure pleasure shooting through him when everything around his cock tightened. Dane had pressed forward, sliding on the slick unscented lube. “Move for me, sub…like you were before…those sexy gyrations…fuck, yes…squeeze us, pet…”

“Amazing…fuck…” Dane ground his teeth together, the extremely snug grotto parting and allowing him to slide forward. He could feel every muscle and every pulse of Jack’s cock against his through the thin wall between them.

Jack had braced his feet solidly on the floor of the tack room, the muscles of his thighs straining to hold her up when the careening sensations attacked his senses. His hands slid along her ribs, caressing, pinching at her nipples and drawing her down until he could take one in his mouth.

Groans filled the rack room. Hayley arched her back while the muscles surrounding both males clamped down in response to the wild feelings coursing through her. How could she think when her entire body felt like one long nerve ending? Should she think? No, was the whispered answer.

Relaxing her mind had always been the most difficult thing for her. It kept her awake nights. But now…here with them…she allowed nothing inside but sensation. It was like flying through a wild storm at sea. Even her toes felt sensitive when she used her feet to balance herself. Her body recalled the collection of dance exercises, her stomach flattening, tightening while she swayed.

Jack doubted she was aware of much after the shouts filled the tack room.

Her muscles had convulsed savagely, clamping down without mercy on the two men making love to her. He doubted Hayley was ready to see it for what it was to himself and Dane, though. He knew it had been barely a few minutes but the time between his shout and the delicate task of untangling the three of them had melted together into a pleasure induced coma.

He felt Dane moving. Felt him withdraw and chuckled at the protesting mewl from Hayley. She’d snuggled against him, her face pressed into his throat and breathing almost back to normal. His hands slid down the length of her thighs and rose to stroke gently over her head.

“I think she’s out of it,” Jack said softly.

“Wrap her up in the blankets and let’s put this place back to rights,” Dane told him, quickly finding his shirt and fixing his jeans. The solemn expression his face was mirrored on that of his friend. “That was incredible,” he finally said, quietly opening the door and hauling the bale of hay from inside once Hayley was wrapped in two blankets and lay curled contentedly on a wide shelf against the wall.

“I know…” Jack’s answer was automatic but not insincere. At the moment, Dane could feel his stunned belief at the pure pleasure they’d shared as if it had been his own. They’d joined in co-toping women before and had had simultaneous sex with one woman.

But this had surpassed anything they’d shared in the past and was, at the moment, dominating their emotions and thoughts. Mostly as if it were a fantasy and they’d dreamt the entire day.

“I’m admitting you were right,” Dane said, standing near the door and giving the room the once over before collecting Hayley’s clothing. “Let’s get her back to the house.”

“Water,” Jack said, his gaze landing on the small fridge built into the wall. He pulled the door open, took in the various animal medications before grabbing up three bottles from the bottom shelf. He tossed one to Dane. “She’s not Carolyn, Dane. She’s a lot stronger than her.”

“Once the family stepped in…”

“Carolyn was fun…and four years ago,” Jack emptied the bottle and looked around. He spotted the familiar blue bin and tossed the bottle into it. Then he uncapped the third bottle and dropped to his heels before the dozing Hayley. “Hayley…you need to drink some water, baby…”

“Yes, Sir,” she murmured, her hand out and the tiny slits of her eyes just enough for her to take it and do as she was told. “I shouldn’t be so sleepy…” she smiled around the bottle, the cool liquid making her sigh. “Usually orgasms give me a burst of energy.”

Jack chuckled, urged her to finish the small bottle before taking the empty from her and tossing it to the recycle bin.

“This isn’t quite like a simple orgasm, pet. It’s a bit more strenuous and a lot…deeper,” he suggested, choosing his words carefully. “Come on, we’re taking you back to the house.”

“I have clothes…”

“We’ve got you wrapped in a couple blankets. Just close your eyes and let us take care of you,” Jack gathered her close, kept the blankets from revealing her skin and lifted her from the shelf. “This is a handy room.”

She would have chuckled but the warmth and contentment she felt were too good to rouse herself from. She pressed her face against his shoulder, the cushion of his jacket and scent of him making her sigh and relax. Even when her name ripped through their peace, she just sighed.

“Hayley? I saw the truck out there…”

Jack laughed when she growled slightly and wrapped her arms around his neck.

“Make him leave me alone,” she murmured drowsily.

“Hayley!” Dell Russell came through the door as they left the tack room. Concern flickered in his gaze and shifted the anger as he surged forward. “What happened to her?”

“Oh, geeze…I’m fine…”

“What’d you do to her?” He demanded sharply, raising his arms to take her from Jack only to find Dane had stepped in front of him, blocking him from the pair.

“She said she was fine,” Jack repeated, his head shaking.

“I didn’t hear…”

“She just got some…stuff…on her clothes and showered in there,” Dane hitched his head toward the large bathroom. He was holding her clothing, having stuffed it into a big plastic bag he found beneath the sink.

“I’m fine, Dell…go chase Tasha around…” Hayley sighed and didn’t even bother opening her eyes. “Leave me alone, big brother.”