Splendor in Sanctuary [Sanctuary, Montana 5] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Jane Jamison

  I wish we had a bed. It’s strange that there’s no place to sleep.

  She wanted to feel the men lying on either side of her, and the couch wasn’t big enough for that to happen. She frowned and studied the hard wooden floor. If they tried lying on the floor, one or more of them would end up with splinters in their butts.

  I wouldn’t mind pulling a splinter or two out of their butts. Anything to play with their awesome asses.

  She giggled then took the handcuffs out of the basket and twirled them around her finger. Josh or Will would look fantastic with the cuffs on. But would they let her do that? Or would their Dom side prevent it?

  Taking a cue from their last visit, she’d brought along a loaf of sweetbread and a bottle of wine. She wasn’t much of a drinker, and added to the fact that she’d have to drive home, one bottle was enough to share among the three of them. Besides, drinking wasn’t what she’d come to do.

  The sounds of a car’s engine, then the doors closing, had her gasping. She giggled again, thinking herself silly for getting startled, then got ready to greet them. She threw off her clothes then put her coat back on. As soon as she saw the doorknob turning, she opened her coat halfway, letting the flaps fall wide enough to expose most of her breasts.

  They came barreling through the door, their faces lit with eager anticipation. Josh led the way with Will on his heels. Both men came to a halt, leaving the door open as they took her in. Josh carried a rolled fur rug, and Will held a lit lantern and heavy wool blankets. The snow whirled behind them forming a pristine backdrop for the two amazing men.

  Time felt like it had stopped as the three of them studied each other. No one spoke or moved, and for a second, she imagined that they’d gotten locked in another dimension. A dimension that was filled only with their love.

  Josh was the first to move. He remained quiet as he came toward her. She held her breath as he drew near, ready for the first thrill of his touch. Instead, he paused, dropped his gaze to her breasts, then moved past her toward the fireplace. Once there, he unfurled the huge white fur rug and spread it out flat.

  Will placed the lantern on the kitchen table. Then he dropped the blankets on top of the fur rug.

  None of them spoke, speech unnecessary with the intangible connection between them. Tatum let her gaze scan their bodies as they began undressing. Off came their cowboy hats that were soon followed by their jackets. Their muscles rippled as they worked their belts free then unbuttoned their shirts.

  She swallowed hard when Josh’s gaze met hers. Was the wicked gleam she saw a product of the firelight? She doubted it. Ever since she could remember, she’d seen that glint of pure sexual mischief. She’d just never thought it had been meant for her. Until now.

  They rid themselves of their shirts. Their abdomens looked like cut stone shaped by an expert sculptor. She followed their long, strong legs as they discarded their boots and then took off their jeans. Her mouth flooded with saliva.

  Once, long ago, she’d tried to sketch them, had tried to capture the power and force in their youthful bodies. She’d failed, and now she knew she’d been foolish to try. To capture their essence with mere pencil and paper was impossible.

  They stood, side by side, the two most amazing men she’d ever seen, hungry expressions on their faces. Her breathing quickened as her body hummed with awareness of their presence. She pushed her coat open wider and let it fall to the floor.

  * * * *

  Will thought his heart would stop. She was gorgeous, sensually exciting from the tip of her head to her bare feet. It wasn’t like it was the first time he’d seen her nude body. But he knew that even if he was lucky enough to see her every day for the rest of his life, he’d never get used to her natural beauty.

  They’d waited far too long for her, allowing the problems between their families to interfere, letting their youthful ignorance of how they felt to keep them apart. But they wouldn’t waste any more time.

  He let his gaze slide down her, over her full breasts to the red thong. Bringing his eyes back to meet hers, he sent her an unspoken message. She gave him a soft smile and hooked her thumbs under the thin strips. Tossing them a sultry look, she put her back to them then started to shimmy the thong down her thighs.

  He felt Josh grip his arm, but he couldn’t tear his attention away from her. She craned her head around to watch them then slipped the thong over the rise of her buttocks and onto the floor. She stepped out of the material and faced them again.

  Will couldn’t bring himself to speak. If he did, the spell she’d placed them under might break, and he wouldn’t take that chance. Instead, he moved toward her with Josh going along with him. They took their places at her side, and he was hit with the fact that they would always be by her side, no matter what the future held.

  Her chest rose and fell with her breaths, and torturing himself, he put his body as close to hers as he could without touching her. He inhaled and drew in a tantalizing aroma of strawberries mixed with her natural fragrance. Although not heavy, the scent made his head spin. She made his head spin.

  Josh kissed her on the ball of her shoulder then skimmed a hand down her side. She trembled then put her palm against Josh’s cheek. They kissed, their mouths gentle at first, then growing more intense. Will’s cock twitched and grew even larger.

  The only thing half as good as having sex with Tatum was watching his cousin give her pleasure.

  He tried to hold off on touching her, but he was, after all, only a man. Tenderly, he cupped her breast as Josh nibbled at her bottom lip. She moaned then found his cock with her hand. He reacted, jumping a little, then increased his hold on her tit. Her nipples were erect and hard, and he played his thumb over one.

  Her hair danced around her shoulders, tempting him to do as Josh was now doing, adding quick little bites along her shoulder. He felt the weight of her breast in his hands as he moved his fingers, letting it bounce. She moaned again as she began to stroke both their cocks.

  The feel of her hand wrapped around his shaft was wonderful, but he wanted more than her hand on it. He wanted her mouth on it, and then, he’d soon have his cock deep inside her warm pussy.

  They were in perfect sync as she lowered her body and went to her knees. He looked at Josh and saw his own feelings echoed in his cousin’s eyes. They both dropped their focus to the woman kneeling between them.

  She cupped Will’s balls as she turned and slid Josh’s cock into her mouth. Josh inhaled, his mouth parted as he tunneled his hands through her hair.

  Will’s cock thickened, the power surging up from the balls she fondled. Her hand slid to wrap around his shaft, and she started pumping him. He, too, found that he had to have her hair twined in his fingers. He planted his feet farther apart and vowed he wouldn’t climax once she put her mouth on him.

  Her head bobbed back and forth as she sucked then released Josh’s cock. Will ached to take her breast in his hand, but he couldn’t reach it. Instead, he concentrated on studying every curve of her body, from the firmness of her shoulders, down the hollow slide of her spine that led to the crease in her buttocks. He could almost feel his cock inside her ass, could almost see the fleshy part of her butt cheek rippling under the strike of his hand.

  The strain of not coming was etched in Josh’s face. Will wondered if he’d lose control too soon. But then Tatum turned his cousin loose and faced him. Her lust-clouded eyes lifted to his, and he smiled, encouraging her to do whatever she wanted to him.

  She did, drawing his cock in with a long, slow drag. He hissed then blew out a breath as his body tried to betray him and let his cum fly. He gritted his teeth and held on, determined that he wouldn’t come so fast.

  Her mouth cocooned his shaft, slipping back and forth as she played with his balls. She pumped his cousin, the rhythm of her mouth’s movements on him matching her hand’s strokes of Josh’s cock. Will drew in another breath, hoping to pick up her scent. He did, but now it was mixed with the aroma of arousal.


  No other woman could’ve brought him to the edge so fast. She was at once vulnerable and powerful, innocent and sinful.

  Josh pulled away from her then fell to his knees beside her. He leaned over her, running his hands around to take her breasts as he planted kisses and nibbles along her back. She paused for a moment, making sexy mewling noises, then renewed her sucking on Will’s cock.

  Josh went to his hands to bend lower behind her. He glanced up at Will once, grinned, then got onto his side. He pushed her butt cheeks apart and slid his tongue over her asshole. She jerked, startled, and closed her teeth around Will’s cock.

  Her bite didn’t hurt, but he pulled his cock out then sank to his knees beside her anyway. He crushed his mouth to hers then pushed his tongue inside her mouth. His tongue found his own taste first, but it soon gave way to her unique flavors. He drank from her, his tongue wrapping around hers then skimming the inside of her cheeks. His hands found her breasts just as her hand found his cock again.

  The world was a perfect place at that moment with only the crackling of the fire and their soft sex sounds breaking the peaceful silence. He felt her spread her legs as Josh used his tongue on her dark hole. Will slipped his hand between her legs and found her wet and warm.

  She whimpered, and keeping her hand wrapped around his cock, cupped his balls with the other. She pressed against him, pushing against the palms of his hands, her taut nipples hard against his skin.

  Their kiss was broken only by the need to draw in a full breath. When he gazed into her eyes, he saw that her lust had driven her to the edge of reason. He smiled and kissed her again.

  Will had wondered if their second meeting could be any better than the last time they’d had her. That time had been filled with sexy play and had brought out the pain-pleasure aspect of coupling. But now that sexy play had morphed into something more. Without warning or reason, they’d somehow transformed their time together into a more meaningful exchange of emotions. He had no doubt that they’d use toys and indulge in the rougher kind of sex again, but for now, he wanted, needed to express his feelings in a gentler way.

  I love her.

  It was as simple as that. Most would say it was impossible to love a woman in such a short time, but they were wrong. They’d known her most of their lives, had perhaps sensed that they belonged together from the beginning. Time, age, and worst of all, the family feud had forced them apart for far too long. He knew Josh felt the same way since they’d talked about her so often throughout the years. Josh had even hinted that he’d felt more for Tatum than he’d have believed possible just last night. Why had it taken him so long to recognize how he felt?

  Will took her hands from him, then still without speaking, lowered her onto the rug. Josh slid behind her as he nipped at her butt cheeks and pushed a finger into her asshole. Will kissed her again in one quick gesture then slid his body down hers to lie between her legs. She gripped the fur rug and held on even as she trembled and bucked from their touches.

  She was sweeter than anything he’d ever tasted. Will tracked his tongue around her pussy folds then pulled them apart. At first, he played with her, teasing her with fast flicks of his tongue. She moaned and writhed, her hands clenching and unclenching the fur. Then he sucked on her, startling her with the abrupt change only to return to the light touches. She was his instrument to play, and he was the leader of the band.

  She moved under his hands, moaning and whimpering her need and causing his own to leap to an impossible height. Her skin warmed and grew pink, almost as pink as her pretty pussy. He flattened his mouth on her clit and she bucked, crying out as a wave of her juices filled his mouth. Her legs shook as he drove his tongue into the irresistible taste of her. Her clit was hard as he pressed against it. She cried out again when he sank first one then two fingers into her pussy.

  She was a woman caught in the throes of ecstasy, and he wondered if she could even utter anything more than a moan. Every move she made, every breath she took drove him closer to his own release.

  He drank from her, closing his eyes to take in the sounds of his cousin licking and biting her ass. She made noises that were part-animal, part-human, and he committed them to memory. If he had no other function in life, it would be enough to make her feel amazing. He loved every second that he touched her.

  “Will.” Her voice was airy and not more than a tortured whisper.

  “Shh.” He moved up her body, skimming his lips along her flesh and delighting in the shudders he gave her. He stopped when he was level with her breasts and found a nipple to feast on. Keeping a hand between her legs, he lashed her tit with his tongue as she fisted her hands in his hair.

  He bathed her in their love, trying to tell her more with his hands than he could ever say. But soon he’d need to say the words, too, to make sure she understood how he, how they, felt. Would he be able to say them well enough for her to know the depth of his feelings?

  Tatum craned her head to look at Josh as he slid gel over her asshole. Suddenly, Will shook his head at his cousin, wanting him to take what he’d missed the first time. “Lay back, Tatum, and open yourself to my cousin.”

  She did as he asked, falling to her back. Without a word, Josh spread her legs and wrapped them around his waist. Will sat back, ready to enjoy watching.

  Josh leaned back to rest on his legs and pulled her up with him. As he did, she inhaled then gripped his shoulders as Josh slid his cock inside her. Will’s mouth watered when she threw her head back and sent her hair dancing over her shoulders, then thrust out her pretty tits.

  Tatum rode Josh, her body moving in a graceful, fluid way, back and forth, undulating with Josh’s upward thrusts. Her eyes closed and her mouth parted, and Will thought she looked more beautiful than any movie star.

  Josh raked his tongue over her breasts as he drove into her. His fingers dug into her fleshy butt cheeks, tempting Will to stop watching and do more.

  Will reached for the tube of lube Josh had dropped on the floor and spread the coolness over his fingers. Then he caressed her skin around her butthole, putting on a liberal amount of the gel there. He slipped his fingers into her butthole and started pumping her, preparing her. Her anus walls clenched around his fingers, reminding him of how she’d tightened her mouth around his cock. He continued to thrust into her, making sure she was ready when he could no longer stand to wait.

  She tossed her head side to side as they pleasured her and made sweet sounds of yearning. The firelight brought out the contours of her body, highlighting her smooth skin, her sexy curves, but nothing could make her any more tantalizing than she already was.

  The three of them moved together, Josh driving his cock into her and Will following the motion of her body with his hand. The muscles in her butt cheeks tightened, calling to him to flatten his hand against them, but he resisted the urge to do so. He wanted nothing but soft, loving touches for her this time.

  Josh’s thrusts became more urgent. He slammed into her, bouncing her, pushing soft “uhs” from her. Tatum clutched his cousin’s shoulders and held on, then turned to set her cloudy gaze on him.

  “Will, I need you inside me, too.”

  He could never deny her. Nodding, he waited until Josh leaned farther back and Tatum could fall forward more.

  Then, with a quick easy thrust, his cock slipped inside her butthole, holding back as much as he could to keep from causing her too much pain.

  He’d only thought he was on the precipice of release earlier. But with her anus muscles tightening around his cock, he had to strain to keep control.

  She’s so tight. So sweet.

  He gripped her cheeks and held on then slid his cock out so he could push it back in even harder. She cried out as she fell against Josh.

  Will plunged into her, expecting the walls of her anus to give more, but they didn’t. The last plunge was as wonderfully tight as the first.

  Once again, the three of them moved as one. Will’s crotch pushed against her fleshy cheeks a
s she rode his cousin. Their breaths came at the same time, making their three unique sounds mold into one larger one. Their bodies came together, and he sensed that their hearts and their minds did the same.

  Will couldn’t hold back another moment. The lust-filled spin created inside him roared like a hurricane barreling onto shore. He was defenseless against its onslaught. With a groan that raked his throat, he ground out his release as he leaned over her. It was several moments before he realized that his groaning release had matched with Tatum’s and Josh’s climaxes. They filled the small shack with their sex noise until, at last, the sounds began to die away.

  Will fell to his side, his chest heaving with his labored breathing. Josh helped Tatum onto her back on the fur rug, and Will pulled her closer, putting her back against his chest. Josh fell beside her then gave them each a blanket to cover their sweaty bodies.

  She was so beautiful, ethereal-looking, as she lay with them. To have been given such a gift as her humbled him.

  Without warning, anger overcame him. “This is bullshit.”

  Chapter Six

  Tatum bolted upright, wrapped the blanket around her, then twisted around to stare at Will. “What’s wrong? What’s bullshit?”

  Will pulled her back into his arms. “I’m not talking about you, sugar.”

  “Damn, I’d hope not, cuz.” Josh glowered at him. “Say what you really mean.”

  “I was thinking about the damn feud between our families.”

  Tatum relaxed against him again. He’d frightened her. At first she’d thought he was referring to what had just happened. But that was ridiculous. The sex—no, their lovemaking—had been more beautiful than any of her dreams or fantasies. They’d treated her like a prized possession, a princess adored by her loving subjects. She’d felt how they cared for her. Did she dare hope they were falling for her just like she was falling for them?