Ice Men of North Dakota [Dakota Heat 5] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Leah Brooke

  Crying out when his fingers closed over her nipple, she tightened her hold on his shoulders, sinking her fingers into the thick muscle there. She tried to rock her hips, but his weight pressed her into the mattress, making it nearly impossible to move at all.

  She needed the friction—needed to feel his cock moving fast and hard inside her.

  His slow, shallow strokes only served to inflame her, the caress of his fingers over her nipple making it worse.

  “Damn it, Barrett! Move!”

  His soft chuckle rumbled against her, vibrating over her skin. “You are impatient, aren’t you?” Cupping her face, he tapped his thumb against her chin, lifting her face to his. “I’m too big to take you hard and fast. Just be patient, little one. We’ll get there. I’ll take you exactly where you need to go, but I want to draw it out as long as possible.”

  Looking up into his hard, masculine features, Kendra tried again to rock her hips, struck by the tortured need glittering in his eyes. “Barrett. Please! You’re killing me.”

  Fascinated by the flare of heat in his eyes, she clamped down on him, gasping at the fullness. Thrilling at the way his body tensed above her, she did it again, smiling when he narrowed his eyes and growled at her.

  “Don’t. You’ve already got me on edge and it’s been a long time since I’ve been with a woman. I don’t want to hurt you.”

  Filled with a sense of feminine power, Kendra tightened on his cock again, running her hands over his sleek muscle. “I can take it, Barrett. I need it. I need to feel your cock moving inside me. I want it hard and fast. Give it to me, damn it!”

  She gasped when he growled at her and began to move faster, lifting into his thrusts and crying out at the incredible pleasure. “Yes! More. Harder.”

  She wanted him hot and deep and out of control.

  Lifting her arms above her head, Kendra used the headboard for leverage to push herself against him.

  With a groan, Barrett raised himself above her, bracing himself with a hand on either side of her head, his eyes watchful on hers. “I’ll give it to you, but on my terms, damn it. Stop it!” Groaning when she pumped her hips faster, he withdrew with a speed that left her pussy clenching at emptiness.

  “No!” She scrambled to sit up, reaching for him, too close to coming to be denied.

  The hard length of his cock taunted her, making her desperate to have him inside her again.

  Reaching for it, she moaned, shifting restlessly and fighting him when he groaned and pushed her hand away.

  Barrett’s face seemed to be carved from stone, his eyes hot and fierce as they lingered on her face. “You are a demanding little thing when you’re aroused.” His big hands circled her waist and effortlessly flipped her to her stomach. Before she could move, he covered her body with his.

  “I’ve never met anyone like you. I’m too big for you and you’re too damned fragile for me to—stop squirming!”

  “You call me fragile one more time and I’ll kick your ass!” The feel of his cock pressing against her ass teased her, and Kendra dug her knees into the mattress, arching her back in an effort to get the hot thickness inside her. “You son of a bitch! Stop torturing me.”

  She tried to rub her clit against the bedding, moaning at the friction against it.

  “Fuck!” Barrett rose, jerking her to her knees while pressing a hard hand against her upper back to keep her head down and her ass high in the air, thrusting into her with a speed that stole her breath.

  With a cry, she reached for the headboard, groaning in frustration that she couldn’t lift her hips high enough to take him deeper.

  The hand between her shoulder blades held firm, preventing her from getting any leverage. “Damn it, Kendra!” His hands tightened on her hips, lifting her knees completely off the bed, his strength astounding her even as his ability to keep her from pushing against him frustrating the hell out of her. “Hell. You feel so good.”

  Pressing her face to the pillow, Kendra couldn’t hold back her cries, kicking her legs in a race to come. Amazed at his strength and more aroused at the ease with which he handled her, she tried to buck against him, but he held firm.

  Barrett’s deep groan sent a thrill through her, the possessiveness in his touch as he lowered her to the bed increasing her hunger. ”I don’t know if we’re going to be able to take you together. You’re such a small thing to have two cocks inside you at the same time.”

  Kendra shivered as she imagined it, her pussy clenching on him harder than ever. “Quinn doesn’t think I’m delicate.”

  His hands tightened, a groan escaping at her daring. “I do, and don’t try to play Quinn against me.” His thrust came faster as he ran his hands over the cheeks of her ass. “Let’s see how you do with something in your ass. If it’s too much, I won’t let Quinn take you there.”

  His words barely had the chance to penetrate before he flattened a hand over her bottom, his fingers splayed wide over her lower back as he pushed his thumb against her puckered opening.

  “Oh, God!” Shivers raced up and down her spine as he applied pressure, making the sensitive opening sting.

  Still, she couldn’t help lifting into it.

  Knowing she had to endure whatever he did in order to experience being taken there added another layer of excitement and vulnerability that had a series of mini orgasms racing through her.

  “Easy, little one. I don’t have any lube on my thumb. Just your juices.”

  The unrelenting pressure made it impossible to close against him, which excited her even more.

  She cried out as another rush of warmth swelled and crested inside her, each small orgasm only making her arousal even stronger. Sucking in another breath as the tight ring of muscle gave way, Kendra cried out his name, tightening on the thumb that pushed into her.

  It felt so wicked to have his attention there, the awareness he created and the dual penetration making her feel decadent and very sexual.

  Almost animalistic.

  The tingling got stronger again and began to burn, the pressure inside her building. The orgasm she desperately needed caught her off guard, the huge swell of it washing over her stealing her breath.

  Crying out as the hot tingling raced through her, Kendra bucked against him, her pussy and ass clenching on him as the swell crested.

  “Yes. Oh, God. More. More. Push it in. Deeper. Oh, God. So much. Too much. Oh, Barrett!”

  With a growl of completion and one final thrust, Barrett ran a firm hand over her back, his cock pulsing deep inside her.

  “So fucking good. You like that. You like having your ass filled.” His groan seemed to come from deep within his chest. “Christ, you excite me! I swear I’ve never met a woman like you.”

  As the last ripples of pleasure raced through her, Kendra couldn’t help but smile at the astonishment and satisfaction in his voice. “You excite me, too. That deep growly voice gets me every time.”

  “I don’t growl.” He pushed the tip of his thumb just a little bit deeper, his deep growl making her smile again and sending another surge of warmth through her.

  Sucking in a breath when he moved the thumb in her ass before slowly sliding it free, Kendra shuddered at the erotic chill that went up her spine.

  “Easy, baby.” Bennett withdrew slowly and flipped her to her back, gathering her close as he rose from the bed. Staring down at her, he ran a hand down her side. “I don’t know what the hell you’ve done to me, but I’m warning you right now that I’ll do whatever I can to keep you.”

  Bending low, he took her mouth in a searing kiss that held both possessiveness and affection as he carried her into his bathroom. Lifting his head, he lowered her to her feet in the shower. “It means a lot to me that you came to talk to me today.” Shaking his head, he smiled faintly. “I’m not one to always say what I feel—I’m not comfortable with talking about feelings—but I wanted you to know that I want you to come to me. I want you to confide in me. I’ll always be there for you. I promise.”<

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  Flattening her hands on his massive chest, Kendra looked up at him through her lashes. “This isn’t exactly comfortable for me, either. I keep wondering when I’m going to mess this up, or do something to piss all of you off.”

  “I know, little one. I know. Come here.” He gathered her close, running a hand up and down her back. “We’ll figure it out.”

  Kendra reached for the soap and began washing his chest. “I’ve never felt this way before. I don’t know how the hell I can want all of you, but I do. There’s something about each one of you that draws me in.”

  Shaking her head, she began to soap his chest and arms, loving the slick feel of hard muscle beneath her hands. “Stupid.” She couldn’t forget how she’d felt when she saw the huge boxes of condoms. “I know it’s mostly about sex for all of you, but—” She sucked in a breath, gaping at him when he gripped her by the upper arms and lifted her to her toes.

  “It’s not just sex and you know it!” His eyes shot sparks, his entire body shaking with fury.

  Stunned at his reaction, Kendra could only stare up at him, shaken at his burst of temper, but warmed by his insistence that what they had went beyond just sex.

  Blowing out a breath, he shook his head, his grip loosening as he lowered her to her feet again. “Christ, you get me all riled up.” Smiling faintly, he reached for the new bottle of shampoo she’d placed in there earlier. “I see you got your supplies.” He poured a dollop of shampoo into his hand, his nostrils flaring. “I’d almost forgotten.”

  A little surprised at the sadness and wonder in his tone, Kendra narrowed her eyes against the spray and blinked up at him. “Forgotten what?”

  “The smells of a woman.” Massaging the shampoo into her hair, Barrett blew out a breath. “It gets to a man.”

  * * * *

  Breathing in the scent of woman and floral shampoo, Barrett tried to fight the flood of emotion and yearning he thought he’d never experience again.

  With Kendra, though, there was a passion—an erotic element that went far beyond just sex—an emotion that went beyond just a warm comfortable love.

  Loving Kendra would never be comfortable.

  The fact that her own passion seemed to surprise her proved a source of delight to all of them. Now that she knew the pleasure in store for her, she raced toward it, becoming more demanding and adventurous, delighting them even more.

  Watching her now, with her eyes closed and soft moans pouring from her as he massaged her scalp, Barrett smiled.

  She had a sensuality about her that she didn’t seem to realize, and one that he couldn’t resist.

  She delighted in the lightest touch.

  She loved soft fabric against her skin.

  She loved enveloping herself in light fragrances.

  She liked to snuggle, but didn’t want to ask for it, and leaned into their caresses with increasing ease.

  All woman, and reveling in a woman’s pleasure, she seemed to bloom a little more every day.

  Even with the threat hanging over her head, she seemed more confident.

  If they’d had something to do with the change in her, she’d changed them even more.

  Having her on the ranch had softened some of their rough edges already, and coming together to protect her had strengthened the bond between them. Surprisingly, the fact that they all wanted her had cemented the bond instead of breaking it.

  Still slightly dazed by that, and by just how easily she’d become a big part of their lives, he ran his hands over her hair, helping her rinse it and bent to brush his lips against her swollen ones.

  “You’re adorable.” Smiling when she brushed water from her face and blinked at him in surprise, he ran a hand over her round, lush ass. “I want to check those stitches before we go downstairs.”

  “They’re pulling. I think we should take them out. Do I have to go to the clinic for that?”

  Crouching down in front of her, he ran a hand over her stitches, frowning. “No, I can take them out when the time comes. I was too rough with you, little one.”

  Her hand slid into his wet hair, the feel of her delicate fingers like heaven. “I’ve always been tough, and it frustrates me that you treat me as if I’ll break—and stop calling me that. I’m not little.”

  Unable to resist, he wrapped an arm around her, flattening a hand on her tight bottom to pull her closer, parting her folds to place a soft kiss on her clit. “Compared to me, you are.” Rising again, he reached for the body wash that hadn’t been there that morning, opening the lid and sniffing it before pouring some in his hand. He started to rub it between his palms to warm it, his hands itching to touch her.

  “Compared to you, a bear’s small.” Kendra closed her eyes, inhaling the scent. “That’s a new one. Quinn told me to divide it up between the four rooms. I think he told them to bring one of everything in the store, so none of them smell the same. Pretty soon your house is going to smell like a whorehouse.”

  Surprised at her, he threw his head back and laughed. “I’ll learn to adjust.”

  He didn’t mention how much he loved the scent of her in his home, or how much he thought about her while he was out every day.

  His feelings for her sometimes took him by the throat.

  He’d always thought love took a long time to develop, until it became as comfortable as a well-worn pair of boots.

  Falling in love with Kendra had been like being caught in a tornado—exhilarating and more often than not, made him dizzy.

  Running his hands over her, he washed her from head to toe, paying particular attention to her breasts, her bottom, and her inner thighs before rinsing her. “Get dried off while I finish up here. The others are waiting for us downstairs.”

  To his surprise, Kendra grinned. “I want to put my new lotion on first.” Her smile fell. “Damn, I don’t have anything to wear. No sexy lingerie or anything.”

  Her words gave him a warm feeling inside, one he didn’t particularly care to explore. “Just like a woman. I have something that I think will do for you, but I’ve got news for you, little one—no one cares what you’re wearing. You won’t be wearing it for long.”

  Chapter Seventeen

  Wearing just a towel, Kendra walked into the bedroom with Barrett, unable to keep from sneaking glances at his magnificent body.

  Naked, he was even more intimidating than clothed, something she hadn’t considered possible. Every muscle, thick from daily use, seemed to bunch and shift as he moved, fascinating her.

  When he turned toward his dresser, she forgot all about her plans to dig out something to wear, and dropped to the bed to watch the show. Smiling as her gaze settled on his butt, Kendra leaned back. “You’ve got the imprint of my nails on your butt.”

  Turning from the dresser, Barrett smiled. “You’ve got my teeth marks on yours. Get out of that wet towel and get dressed before you get chilled.”

  She couldn’t take her eyes from him as he pulled on a clean T-shirt and reached for the box of condoms, shoving several of the foil packets into his pockets. “I’m nervous and excited at the same time.”

  Barrett took her arm. “Just relax. Nobody’s gonna jump you, and if nothing happens, nothing happens. There’s no pressure. I just want to be prepared. I hope you don’t think anyone’s gonna demand anything from you.”

  His stony look left her in no doubt that he wouldn’t allow any such thing.

  Feeling more confident, and anxious to get to the others, Kendra slipped into her long pajama top, smiling when he nudged her to sit on the bed so he could push a pair of thick socks, several sizes too big for her, onto her feet. “I didn’t think they would. It’s just that it’s still a little overwhelming.”

  Barrett frowned. “We’ve got to get you some thick socks that fit.”

  “I kinda like these.” Shrugging, she paused when he reached for her hand. “Barrett, I really appreciate all you’ve done for me—all you’re doing for me. I know it sounds silly, but it feels really good to be with all of you this way. I mean, it feels kind of normal.”

  Smiling when his dark brow went up, Kendra shook her head. “Okay. Not normal. Just not…you know…cheap. At times, it feels a little…decadent, but being with all of you makes me feel good.”

  “I’m glad.” Scrubbing a hand over his face, he sighed. “This is a strange situation. I never would have understood it. Hell, I still don’t. But, it works. It fits. You fit.”

  She took the hand he offered and got to her feet, touched by the emotion and tenderness in his eyes. “I love how it feels to be here, and to be with all of you, but I’m scared that something will happen to one of you because of me. You can understand that, can’t you?”

  “Absolutely.” Gathering her against him, he ran a threatening hand down her bottom. “But if you do something stupid, you and I are going to have a nice little talk about it while you’re over my lap.”

  * * * *

  She didn’t know what she’d expected when she came down the stairs, but she certainly hadn’t expected to find Mason, Grant, and Quinn sitting at the kitchen table playing poker.

  They all looked up as she and Barrett came down the stairs, the grim looks on their faces softening as they each smiled and held out a hand to her.

  Grant, the closest, took her hand as she approached, and with a tug, pulled her onto his lap. “Come here, honey. You can be my good luck charm. Damn, you smell good enough to eat.”

  Settling her comfortably, he lowered his cards and nuzzled her neck, inhaling deeply. “Something I can’t wait to do.”

  Shifting restlessly on his lap, Kendra couldn’t prevent a smile at the rush of moisture that dampened her panties and made her clit swell. Curling into his warmth, she glanced at the others as she studied Grant’s cards. “Is this what you usually do at night—I mean, before I got here?”

  She forced a smile, glancing at Barrett as he lowered himself into the chair at her right. “I guess I’ve disrupted things quite a bit around here.”

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