Mountain Men II: Primal Hunger (6 page)

She couldn’t get that thought out
of her mind. She felt a rush of wetness in her panties and pressed
her thighs together.

“
Or? What’s my other
options?”

“
Maura, many people like us wait
for a very, very long time looking for their mate. You have no idea
how precious you are to us. Whatever will make you happiest we will
work it out.”

Erotic images again swarmed her
head, her eyes taking in first Gavin, then Bain.
Would they be shocked if they knew she wanted
them at the same time? Did
she want that?
She had never done anything like that before but now found the idea
appealing. More than appealing really, she wanted to rub her naked
body against these two men, standing in between them.

Bain took another deep breath and
his eyes changed. She felt the very air in the room thicken in her
lungs. Bain uncrossed his arms and stood in front of
her.

“
Something you’re thinking has you
aroused. What is it?”

Maura’s gaze locked to Bain’s, in
shock. “What?”

“
What were you thinking about just
then? Us? It had you getting hot. I’m curious. Tell us.”

Maura’s mouth snapped shut and she
felt a blush creeping up her cheeks. Bain’s eyes narrowed on her
and she felt way too naked to his gaze.

“
Were you thinking you wanted us
together?”

Maura’s face flamed even hotter.
She half expected the ridicule to begin now. Surely both these men
couldn’t desire
her.
This was where she became the butt of the
joke
.
Bain stood
in front of her, so close she could feel his heat. Gavin came
around to stand behind her, his hands on her shoulders offering
comfort. He bent forward near her ear and rasped in a low, sexy
purr.

“
It’s ok. Just tell us what you
need.”

Bain looked intently down at her,
cupping her cheek with his palm. She could detect no trace of
subterfuge or deceit in his eyes. She could see only desire and
concern.

“
Do you? Want us both? There is
nothing you could answer that will change how we feel about
you.”

Maura nodded. It was all she could
do to respond. She was so aroused being this close in proximity to
both men and in the spotlight of the sexual desire radiating off
both of them she was overwhelmed. She did all she could think of to
do next. She reached up and pressed her lips to Bain’s.

Maura began kissing Bain, her
fingers tangled in his hair and their tongues entwined. She reached
behind her and gathered Gavin to her back. He began kissing her
neck and fondling her breasts from behind. Maura rubbed her ass
against the hard ridge in Gavin's pants while sliding her palm down
Bain's chest to palm his crotch as they kissed. Their lips parted
briefly while Gavin lifted her shirt and bra and when Bain bent
forward to suckle and lick at her nipples, she turned to meet
Gavin's mouth.

Gavin slid his palm up her neck and
cupped her chin with his right hand while massaging her hip and
rubbing his growing length between her plump cheeks. She was awash
with sensation. Her nipples throbbed from Bain's ministration and
Gavin's grinding from behind was getting her even wetter. The only
thing missing was ... as if on cue, Gavin slid her pants down and
his fingers into her wet and waiting pussy.

Maura's mind shut down and she
operated on sensation alone. Her lips broke from Gavin to cry out
sounds of ecstasy. She rode wave after wave of pleasure, as two
sets of fingers, lips, and tongue teased out every thread of every
nerve ending in every erotic zone she had. She found herself
cresting all too quickly into an orgasm that had her seeing
stars.

Gavin grunted a very male sound of
satisfaction against her neck and Bain rose to whisper in her
ear.

"So very responsive, I like
that."

Maura hadn’t yet gained enough
mental faculties to respond. She backed into one of the workout
benches and almost stumbled. Her knees were already weak from her
last orgasm. Gavin caught her and lowered her lengthwise onto the
bench. Gavin hooked her knees with his hands and pulled her toward
him. If she weren't naked she would look ready to bench press. Her
knees hung off the end and were spread to steady her weight on the
narrow surface.

Gavin couldn't take his eyes from
her wet and ready pussy glistening from between her legs. He hefted
one of her knees over his shoulder and began to lick and nibble his
way up her thigh. She gasped when his rough tongue licked the
crease where her inner thigh met her body. She arched and moaned
when his hot breath fell on her clit, but he passed it only to lick
up the crease on the other side. He blew a little on her quivering
slit and she felt that rush of air as potently as any
lick.

Bain stepped towards the bench in
the spot he used when spotting her during a workout. The same
images that flashed through her head that did during her assessment
the very first day. Maura reached for Bain and tugged down his
pants, freeing his massive erection. She heard his gasp and
fingered it from tip to base, admiring its size. Even looking at it
upside down and backwards as it were, it was still magnificent. So
thick she could barely wrap her fingers around it.

Gavin’s tongue still teased all
around her slit without ever actually delving into it driving her
into a frenzy. She slid the thick purple head of his cock between
her lips and rolled her tongue across its slit. Her mouth stretched
across its girth and her saliva slicked his velvety hardness. Bain
groaned in pleasure and gripped the barbell catchers that hovered a
foot or so above her head. Arching back she slid his length down
her throat reveling in the salty taste and musky smell.

Gavin chose that moment to delve
his tongue deeply into her pussy and begin licking in earnest. She
moaned deeply with a mouthful of cock, lips vibrating against the
shaft of his penis. Bain groaned and thrust deeper into her waiting
mouth. Gavin began a rhythmic licking of her wet slit that rocked
the weight bench a bit. Maura used the rocking motion to slide her
mouth up and down the length of Bain’s shaft.

Gavin began suckling on her clit
and, in turn, she began a more frenzied pace on Bain. His rough
tongue on her most private place sent every nerve cluster in that
area into overdrive. She was mindless with pleasure. Her hips
lifted of their own accord and when Gavin inserted two fingers into
her while licking her clit, she came. Hard. Her screams of climax
were stifled by the flesh in her mouth but the vibration from the
screams were enough to send Bain’s over the edge and his seed
shooting down her throat. She swallowed it all and tongued his
shaft clean.

“
Damn it, woman! Your mouth is
magic,” Bain rasped.

“
You should taste this honey.”
Gavin chuckled as he laved one last, lingering lick up her slick
pussy.

Gavin rose, fist pumping up and
down his shaft. Maura looked down and watched in fascination as he
stood between her legs and placed himself at her entrance. Her eyes
rolled back in her head when he began feeding his engorged head and
shaft into her quim still quivering from the orgasms she’d received
already. Her legs spread wide, Gavin hooked his elbows under her
knees and began long, slow strokes that threatened to drive her to
madness.

“
Fuck Maura, you are so slick and
tight. You. Are. Perfection.” Gavin followed each enunciation with
a deep thrust within her.

She was stretched wide and filled,
her hips no longer resting on the bench but suspended with Gavin’s
hold under her knees. Maura felt him all the way to her womb and
wondered why she thought she had ever really had sex before.
Nothing compared to what she was feeling now. She panted breathless
moans and pleas to for more, harder, and faster and Gavin
delivered.

Bain, not content to just watch
yet, knelt on the floor and lowered his head to her breasts again.
While Gavin plowed into her, Bain teased one nipple with his teeth
and tongue and the other with his talented fingers. Every few
seconds he would alternate which breast got his hands and which got
his mouth. Maura lost coherence. She had no idea what was coming
out of her mouth all she could do was feel. There was so much
pleasure to process she thought she would go insane. How could one
live through so much ecstasy? Surely her brain would short
circuit.

Her brain did short circuit just a
moment later when Gavin slid his thumb down to massage her clit
while he pumped. She cried out as she was hurled into a vortex of
colors and tidal wave after tidal wave of pleasure crashed into
her. She dimly registered Gavin shouting his release moments later
and Bain’s grunt of satisfaction.

The men helped her melt into a
boneless puddle on the floor. She smiled to herself as she realized
that lying here in a naked heap on the floor, she had gotten the
wish she made on the first day here. She
did
get to be the meat in the middle
of their man sandwich after all.

She must have dozed off because she
started awake some time later with Bain spooned against her
backside, his big arm slung across her middle. She was facing
Gavin, her head rested on his chest, and his hand resting on her
hip. She couldn’t believe she had just had a threesome with two of
the most handsome men she had ever met.

Doubts immediately began to assault
her. What if this is what they did? What if they picked the fat
girl in every group who would be grateful for male attention and
lured her into ménage a trois? She felt something in her chest
shrivel at that thought. That had to be it. Why else would either
one, much less both, of these men be attracted to her?

She carefully extracted herself
from the tangle of limbs and gathered her clothing on the other
side of the room. She thought she had just made it when Bain’s
raspy voice made her freeze in her tracks.

“
Just where do you think you are
sneaking off to?”

“
I thought I would slink out while
I still had a shred of dignity.”

Bain sat up straight and Gavin
stirred awake.

“
What are you talking about? Are
you ashamed of what we just did?”

The sleep cleared from Gavin
quickly at his statement. He looked questioningly to
Maura.

“
You’re ashamed?”

“
Yes …. No …. I don’t know!” Maura
threw up her hands, still clinging to the clothing she was picking
up.

“
Is this your M.O? Talk the fat
chick into a ménage. Surely she’ll be desperate for male attention
and, obviously, more likely to let you get in her
panties.”

Gavin and Bain both gaped at her.
The shocked expression on their faces stopped her
tirade.

“
I don’t know what I am doing. I
don’t know what to feel. That was the most amazing sexual
experience I have had … ever. Girls like me don’t get experiences
like that. Not with men who look like you.”

Maura held her clothes in front of
her like a shield. She knew it was ridiculous considering what they
had just seen of her and done to her, but she still inexplicably
felt vulnerable. Both men approached her like they would an
injured, cornered animal. Talking to her in low even tones as if
any sudden movement would cause her to flee. Bain reached her first
and stroked her arm, pulling her into his arms. Gavin stroked her
back and sighed.

“
Maura, we don’t generally sleep
with any guests. Bad for business, dipping the wick in company ink
and all, and never, ever have we ever talked to anyone about being
our mate.”

She gave a half hearted laugh but a
tear rolled down her cheek. Bain swiped it with his thumb and look
down at her. Bain’s heart ached at the lost look on her face. He
wanted to howl that their sweet little mate couldn’t see how
precious she was. Maura Brooks had no idea how to accept the idea
that she was truly desirable to men.

The thought of her tender heart
being bruised every time she was insulted, either outright or by
others behavior, just killed him. She already hinted at being
subjected to cruel taunts growing up, he didn’t want to think about
what she felt like every time one was hurled at her.

And all because of shallow
stupidity.

It was time to make her see herself
through Gavin and his eyes.

Bain turned her toward the full
length mirror with his hands on her shoulders. Gavin and he
standing behind her on either side. Maura covered herself with her
hands instinctively and blushed a deep pink. Bain began stroking
her shoulders and gently tugged her arms to her side. Maura looked
away from her reflection and turned to look at Bain.

“
No, don’t look away. Do you trust
us?”

She nodded but her hands still
crept back to cover herself. Bain took her wrists and attached them
to the wrist weight straps hanging above them. Maura’s wrist were
suspended above her, not uncomfortably so, but her back slightly
arched in the pose causing her breasts to jut forward and butt to
poke out. Nothing concealed here.

Gavin leaned forward and rest his
chin on her shoulder, breath tickling her neck when her growled in
her ear.