Lyndee's Saviors [Men of Montana] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (14 page)

Shivering in the dark beneath his body, she placed both hands on his chest and began to unbutton his shirt. Pulling the hem from the waistband of his jeans, she let her hands slide up the smooth skin, over the ridges of his abs, her thumbs dipping slightly into his navel as they traveled upwards. Her fingers spread when they reached his pecs, reveling in the muscles beneath and how they seemed to twitch with her touch. His breath hitched as her fingers ran across his nipples, which she found hardened to tiny nubs. Smiling in the dark, she pressed her thumbs against the round discs, rubbing around in circles.

Groaning, he moved his mouth over to hers and demanded entrance with his tongue. Opening to him, she felt his tongue slide inside past her teeth and over her tongue. He devoured her mouth, his tongue roaming over the roof and along the insides of her cheeks before he began to suckle on the organ within her mouth. She took her hands off his nipples and pushed them up to his shoulders, pushing the material of his shirt backward to prompt first one arm and then the other to lift up for its removal. All the while, he continued to possess her mouth.

Letting her hands roam back down his sides, she encountered the waistband of his pants, and moving around to the front, he sucked in a breath, his abdomen pulling inwards. Unfastening the first button at his crotch caused another groan to emanate from him as he took her mouth harder. When the second and third came loose he pulled away from her, rising up on his hands, and then the fourth one slipped through the buttonhole and he growled.

Her hands gently pushed the denim downward, though his hand went down to protect his hard length from being caught up in the material. With the jeans down around his thighs, his hard heavy cock tapped her leg, and her hand moved down to try to pull it into her grasp.

Lisa was surprised and confused when he grabbed both her wrists in one large hand and moved them above her head, pinning them down to the bed. He slipped in between her thighs though remained still even though she was trying to fight the bond. “Be still, little one. You need to wait. Otherwise you will not get to enjoy anything.”

“Can’t you let go of my hands? I want to touch you,” she whimpered with need.

“No, I like you struggling below me. One of these days I am going to tie you down to the bed and fuck that pretty little pussy ’til you pass out from coming. Then my cousins will do the same.” He chuckled when he heard her gasp. “Does that turn you on?”

Her body had stilled at his comment of tying her up and he feared she had a bad memory until she leaned up and licked his chest. A hiss escaped him as she made a physical challenge with her tongue. “It does turn you on. You are a little vixen, aren’t you?”

“You’ll just have to see if you get the chance,” she verbally challenged.

She felt him move up slightly as the hard mushroom tip of his cock was at her wet entrance. He seemed pleased that she was already aroused and wet for him, though he hadn’t touched her with his hands. With a reluctant look, Austin removed his hand from her wrists before grunting out an order, “Keep your hands where they are or I will have to hold you down again, understand?”

His words struck her core, excitement near bursting within her. Lisa didn’t think her breasts could swell any more than they already had or that her nipples could be so hard, but what surprised her most was that more liquid pooled within her channel, causing her hips to begin to writhe under his groin. Leaving her hands where they were, she knew this left her breasts thrust up toward him, and if there had been more light in the room she was sure he would have appreciated the view immensely. Grasping handfuls of the sheet, she held on for she knew this was going to be quick and hard from the way he was panting.

* * * *

Rising up briefly, Austin canted his hips closer to her sopping pussy. He could smell her cream wafting up to his nose as she undulated beneath him, causing his dick to become a rod of steel that he was going to use to ram into her over and over until she cried out his name and everyone in the house heard it. He didn’t care at the moment. The moment she had relaxed in his arms the previous evening he had to endure this raging hard-on and now he was going to take care of it.

Resting his hands on both sides of her right above the shoulders, he let his cock resume its position at her entrance, and then with one push of his hips, he buried himself deep within her. A moan escaped her as did her breath. Waiting a moment, he let her regain her composure after that swift movement, and when he felt her hips rising up to him in invitation, he began to move outward until just the angry purple tip rested at her sweet opening. Pulling his chiseled ass and hips back, he rammed into her. Repeating the motion over and over again, he felt her hips thrusting up to meet his as her breathing came in pants. Her silky walls tightened against him with each movement until he felt the muscles begin to flutter around him and she seized up, squeezing at his shaft, and with one final thrust, he felt his seed shoot from his tip and he let out a roar. He heard her cry out his name as her cunt milked his cock over and over until nothing was left, his strength drained. She was his Delilah to his Samson. Going down to his forearms, he let his chest rest upon hers, her hard nipples poking against his skin in wanton invitation. Her pussy wept with his seed and her juices around his cock, and his heart sang with the feeling of joy that he had created the flood within her sweet channel.

The room was beginning to lighten slightly as light began to permeate the curtains covering the large window and now he was able to see the serene look upon her cherubic face. Iris eyes glittered as she gazed up at him, her love for him radiating within their depths. Leaning down he gingerly kissed each of her eyelids, then her nose and lastly, her lips. His lips teased and then nibbled at them, just loving her.

Gazing up into his face as the light pooled within the room, she could see the adoration in the strong man’s eyes above her even through the silky veil of dark hair that hung from his head. Lifting her hand she let her fingers comb through the tresses that tickled against her shoulders and neck. “I love your hair. It’s beautiful,” she whispered.

“As is yours,” he whispered back, kissing her chin. “You are a very beautiful woman and I am so glad that I can claim you as mine. You will always belong to me, to my cousins, and we will do everything in our power to make you happy.”

Lifting up, she spread light kisses up his sternum then along his right clavicle to where it met his arm and then headed back in the other direction, though this time she licked her way across to the other side. He tasted manly. There was a bit of saltiness from him perspiring during their lovemaking, but there was no taste of cologne or aftershave that she had tasted before on men. She had at least participated in a petting session. Austin was all male and she loved that about him. As her lips began a descent toward the small disc that sat on the edge of one of his pecs, he pushed himself up to rest on his hands.

“I wish we could stay like this for many more hours, little one, but we have a small trip to make today. Storm has arranged four-wheel transportation up to the cabin so we can check out if there is any evidence of you being held there and also if there may be a chance of a memory trigger for you. We need to get dressed and then have breakfast. Otherwise, I really would love to keep you in this bed and fuck you until you are exhausted.”

Even in the dim light she knew he could see the flush that rose to her cheeks. A giggle escaped her at the thought of his erotic words but fear also rose within her at the thought of more memories coming back to her. It frightened her as to what direction they would take her life, but she also worried about the pain that accompanied them. He had seen the change of emotions in her eyes and let his arms move under her shoulders and in one swift move, rose to his knees bringing her up to rest in his lap holding her tight to his chest.

“We will be there for you as will Doc. He invited himself along because you seemed to have touched his heart with your love. As I’m sure you probably do with everyone you meet. But if there is any problem, we will help you.”

Breathing in deeply, she held the breath for a few seconds before she remembered to exhale. “I’m sure you will be right by my side if I should need you. Thank you. I hope we can return to where we left off when we get home. What should I wear?”

“Clothes,” he joked which brought a gasp from her. He didn’t seem the joking type. “I think we would be too distracted if you wore nothing. We’d never even get out of the house.”

Kissing his chest, she giggled. “I wouldn’t mind that, though I’m sure the kind doctor would be embarrassed.”

A chuckle emanated from deep in his chest and she discovered that when he wasn’t so serious, he could let his barriers down. The planes and angles on his face softened while his eyes glinted with happiness and love. She saw that look most of the time when he was with her. Little fingers of thrill rushed through her when he looked at her like that. It wasn’t like the dirty, lustful way that other men tended to look at her. This was love and it warmed her heart. It was the same when Storm and Trey looked at her in the same way, and she felt loved, desired and mostly, she felt as if she truly belonged to them.

“I think just jeans and one of those thermal shirts you got. Wear the down vest over it because it will be cold up there and then take a jacket. You can wear a pair of the sneakers you got,” Austin said as he placed a kiss on the tip of her nose, “or a pair of your boots.”

The door opened slowly, the visitor expecting the two lovers to still be asleep. The duo looked over and found a slightly surprised Storm peeking in. Austin rose to his knees and scooted off the bed. “Get up properly and help her take a shower, cuz.”

The door closed behind Storm as he walked to the foot of the bed and eyed the little bundle lying naked in the center of the large expanse of rumpled sheets. Even through the slowly lightening room, he could tell her lips were swollen from his cousin’s kisses and her breasts were red from his ministrations while her dark-pink nipples stood up hard and pebbled, admitting their arousal. He was certain her sweet pussy lips were slick with her own juices along with Austin’s, which sent pulses to his already throbbing cock. Her long blonde hair fanned out on the pillow, giving her an ethereal, angelic look about her.

Lisa watched Storm standing at the foot of the bed watching her. Smiling coyly, she stretched her body languidly as a yawn hit her. When her legs spread wide with the stretch, she saw his tongue dart through his lips in desire and his eyes look wild, feral. The bulge in front of the flannel pajama bottoms mirrored the blatant desire in his emotions. He wore no shirt and she had to wonder if he had just thrown on the pants as a gesture of modesty for her and the doctor, but he looked so inviting standing there.

Rising onto her hands and knees, she moved in a slow crawl toward him, her eye on the prize between his thighs as she could see it twitching beneath the material. Once in front of him, she laid her lips on his abdomen in an openmouthed kiss, her tongue licking the ridges that resided there. As petite as she was, she didn’t even have to move from her position to move her mouth over to his navel. She circled around it several times with her tongue before kissing the actual nub of the remnant of his birth within the shallow dip there. The hiss above her let her know she was getting to him and she smiled to herself with the power. Letting her tongue move lower, her hands led the way by hooking into the elastic waistband of the flannel pants and began to lower the material. Careful to pull the front out further from his body so as not to catch on the hardened, throbbing object of her desire, she slid the pants down to his knees.

Leaning down she licked at the sac that hung low between his legs. It was swollen with his desire and it tightened even more as she pressed her lips to it. Sucking in carefully, she pulled one ball in, worshipping it with her tongue, leaving the coarse hair there plastered to the skin. The fingers on one hand moved back and ran along the tender line between his balls and the puckered hole, giving him cause to gasp aloud. Smiling to herself, she moved over and sucked the other ball into her mouth, showing it the same attention she had shown the other one. Her fingernails moved back and forth along the perineum, which caused his balls and cock to throb even more, his breathing heavy. She looked up at him, his eyes hooded in lust as his hands sought out her head.

“Oh, darlin’, please take me,” he pleaded. “You are much too good at that.”

Running her tongue up the length of the hard shaft before her, she continued to watch his face and delighted in the expression she saw there. Lust and desire mingled together and when he looked down at her, love showed through, causing her heart to skip a beat and she inhaled sharply. Cream dripped from her pussy down her thighs while her breasts, which didn’t seem to be able to swell any more, did. Happy that she could make him feel this good she leaned forward and licked the tip of his swollen cock, tasting the pre-cum that had emerged from the small slit there. Kissing the tip, she let her lips slide down around the tip then down the side slowly engulfing her man’s cock in her hot mouth. When he hit the back of her throat, she glanced down to see that only about three-quarters of his velvety steel rod was in her mouth.

Her groan reverberated around his swollen cock. “Stop, baby. Just hold still a minute,” he ground out through gritted teeth.

Obeying his command, she held still with mouth and hand while he tried to gain control of his senses and his cock. Man, did she really have this much power? No wonder the girls made good money doing this. Too bad the pimp got most of it, she thought.