“The mine is our future. I just want the inspection week to go over well. It may be seen as unprofessional for me to be dating the dispatcher. A dispatcher who still doesn’t have her WHMIS certification.”
She knew it had to be something simple like that. But a flicker of doubt still lingered. Cassidy had never seen her men faced with a temptation other than her. What if they reacted the same way to every eligible female to grace the mine? Her thoughts were driving her crazy. Imagining her men showing affection to another woman would break her heart.
“Uh-huh.”
“You should know by now I’m only devoted to you, Cassie. Do you not remember any of our lessons?”
Her eyes fluttered closed for a moment as her body reacted to his words. How could he arouse her so effortlessly? Of course she could remember his many spanking sessions. She looked forward to pissing him off just to feel his strong hand come down on her bare ass.
Travis and Evan joined them in the room, breaking some of the growing tension. There was a conspiratorial look on the cowboy’s face. “Is she wet?”
Evan scoffed. “She’s always wet.” He stepped closer, a predator moving in for the kill.
“Where’s Patrick?” she asked, looking at the doorway.
“He went for a run with Matthew.” Her heart sank. She’d hoped Patrick would come back to her, but he only put more distance between them. It was something special when all five of the men would share her together—nothing could compare.
“You’ve had to stay cooped up here all day. I promised we’d entertain you in the evenings,” said Evan. His massive frame loomed over her.
She glanced at Garret, still standing at the end of the bed. “Actually, I’m tired. I think I’ll go straight to sleep.” Cassidy never stopped staring at Garret as she spoke. She loved to test him, to push his buttons. Right now, she just wanted to put the day behind her and lose herself in the domination of these men.
“You know how I feel about lying, Cassie. Check her, Evan.” As expected, Evan followed orders. He yanked off her pants with little warning, her body jolting up and down on the mattress.
“Hey!”
Next came her panties, which he quickly tossed over his shoulder. He braced one hand on the mattress near her waist, leaning over slightly. Evan impaled two thick digits into her cunt, thrusting in with no preparation. The fact that his fingers easily slid inside her, making her moan and squirm, didn’t help her case.
“Wet,” Evan confirmed. “Dripping, actually.”
“It looks like punishment is in order before the ‘entertaining,’” said Garret.
Yes. It wasn’t as fun when she begged for it. She liked to act up enough so she’d deserve her spanking.
“Let me do it this time,” said Travis. He’d taken off his shirt. When she looked up at him, he dragged a hand through his mop of dirty-blond hair. “Roll over, baby girl.”
Evan assisted her in getting to her stomach. Her T-shirt was still on, but she was naked from the waist down. Knowing she was on display always managed to turn her on. The room was warm since Patrick had started a fire in the living room earlier. She felt flush from the combination of heat and desire.
“How many?” asked Travis.
“Start with four.” Garret’s deep voice made her pussy pulse. He seemed to have the same controlling effect on her as he did with his crew. His aura of authority that was larger than life. She couldn’t imagine him in any other role than leader.
“I hope you’re ready, darlin’?” Travis smoothed his hand over the curve of her ass. Anticipation grew strong.
Smack, smack. Cassidy let out a strangled moan when she finally received what she craved.
“Oh, God. More,” she cried. Smack, smack. The burn had only just begun, not nearly enough.
“Garret said only four,” said Travis.
She rolled to her side and glared at Garret. “Okay, I’m not tired. Please give me what I want.”
Garret just stood there looking impossibly sexy.
“Please…”
Nothing.
“Fuck me, damn it!”
A small smirk pulled at the corner of his mouth, but the bastard still denied her.
“Garret, stop teasing her. She’s ripe for the taking,” said Evan. He sat on the edge of the bed, pulling her over his lap, facedown. “I hate to see her suffer.”
“She likes being treated like a bad girl. Don’t you, Cassie?” asked Garret.
She was too far gone to care about anything but Evan’s fingers skimming over her sensitive asshole. She wriggled to signal her readiness, to encourage him to not hold back. He impaled her ass with his thumb while two fingers penetrated her pussy. She clamped down as hard as she could. Evan found her G-spot effortlessly. Cassidy relaxed her muscles, sagging over Evan’s lap and accepting his ministrations.
“Don’t let her finish yet,” said Garret. “Cassie, get on your knees.”
She was used to Garret giving the orders, orchestrating many of their group sex acts. It was part of who he was, and she accepted it, savored it. But for Evan to obey so blindly disturbed her. He acted like a man with something to prove—a man with a debt.
After slipping off Evan’s lap, she kneeled between his knees. She knew exactly what Garret wanted her to do. He wanted her to unzip Evan and suck his cock. It would be her pleasure, but she dare not act until told to do so. She wanted to please Garret, and if she didn’t he’d deny her what she yearned for. He was a master of bringing her to a precipice, and he wouldn’t hesitate to leave her hanging if she didn’t please him.
“Take care of Evan, Cassie. Suck his dick. Take the full length down your throat.”
He knew she had a difficult time swallowing the full length of a cock, especially Evan’s, which was obscenely thick. It was as if he was setting her up for failure. An excuse to have his way with her. She wanted him, wanted them all.
Cassidy kept eye-to-eye contact with Evan as she unzipped him. He was such a handsome man with bridled strength and passion. She wished he’d trust himself more, become independent of Garret. It was unusual for grown men to be so loyal to each other. She’d never seen it in the rat race back home.
His cock was pressed hard against his zipper, so she unfastened him with caution. By the time she tugged the warm length of flesh from his pants, she couldn’t even wrap her fingers around his cock. There was no way so could deep-throat him. It would be like swallowing a limb.
Cassidy got to work, lavishing Evan’s erection with her full attention. She used her tongue in the way he liked, swirling it around the rim of the head before sucking deep. By now she knew a few tricks about each man.
“Good girl,” Evan murmured. He held her head, encouraging her to take more.
She sucked and licked, supporting herself on his strong thighs. He had a rich, musky taste that was the essence of what a male should be. The guttural sounds he made each time she’d come down on his cock spurred her on.
“Take it all, Cassie. You’re not even close. If you don’t listen, you’ll get spanked. This time by me.”
Cassidy enjoyed Evan for a while longer. She knew she’d never be able to take all of him, and so did Garret. His punishment would be far more severe than it was from Travis. She craved his brutal domination, his rough palms reddening her ass like a brand.
“You know I can’t take all of Evan. It’s impossible,” she said, sitting back on her haunches. “If you’re dying to spank me, just go ahead and do it.”
He shook his head. “No. That wouldn’t be a punishment at all. Not when you want it.”
“Come sit on me,” said Evan. He tossed his shirt and lay back on the bed, his feet still on the floor. She watched his cock bob before settling. It aimed at the ceiling, beckoning her to impale herself over the rigid flesh. He’d fill her completely, satisfy her burning need.
She crawled up his body, kissing his legs, his ripped abs, and his chest. Cassidy could feel Garret’s gaze on her, even without looking. Wou
ld he allow her to sit on Evan’s cock? She continued to position herself. Evan held the sides of her hips as she lowered over him. She sighed as she sank into relief.
“Work me, sweetheart. I’ve had a long day at the mine.” She complied. Cassidy felt energized, ready to ride Evan all night long. She rose up and down, working up a stimulating rhythm. She’d forgotten everything and everyone except the man beneath her. It wasn’t until a firm palm pressed her down that she remembered Garret.
Travis was kneeling behind Evan on the bed. He pulled off her shirt when she was thrust forward by Garret.
“You have the cutest little ass, Cassie.” She felt the lubed head of Garret’s cock press against her ass. The simple contact fired her body to life. She loved being double-fucked, being so full she could scarcely move. Her ass was extremely sensitive, throbbing and tingling, adding to the erotic experience. “I have to have you.”
“No punishment?”
“Another time.” Garret kissed her back as his cock speared her ass, inch by long inch. She tightened around him, welcoming the second man into her body. Evan kissed her lips as Garret drove those remaining inches to the hilt.
The room was flooded with warm light from the main room. Shadows flickered over the hard planes of Travis’s chest as he watched from the sidelines. Rather than give in completely to the two men fucking her, pumping in an alternating rhythm, she had to include Travis first. She’d only just grown closer to him, discovered the beautiful man behind the tough exterior.
“Give me your cock, Travis,” she managed to say. Cassidy pushed up against Evan’s chest so she was high enough to take him. Travis shuffled in closer on his knees. As she leaned over to lick him, Evan palmed her breasts, paying special attention to her beaded nipples. The multitude of sensations created a unique buildup inside her, a pressure that wouldn’t stay contained for long. There were hands everywhere. One touch melted into the next, creating one climactic sensation. She felt drips of sweat drop on her back, rolling down toward her ass.
One dick thrust in her ass, another filled her pussy, and a third was squeezed between her tongue and palate. They moved harder, more urgently with each passing second. As she neared that sweet zone, she slipped far from reality, as if it never existed at all. Her clit was being massaged, her nipple suckled, and body ravished. She was riding a wave, the pleasure washing through her from head to toe.
“Mark her,” said Evan. His words were slurred. A man on the edge.
Garret’s fingers dug into the flesh of her hips as they worked her like a piston. “Not yet.” His breath was hard and heavy. Where did they get their stamina? After waking at sunrise, working long hours at the mine, and coming home after dark, they should be dead on their feet. But somehow they were always ready to pleasure her. “She’s not ready.”
“I am,” she argued. Cassidy was no longer fearful of this mysterious marking shared by the Gregor miners. She yearned for it, knowing it would somehow cement their relationship.
Garret thrust one last time, groaning as he filled her ass with his seed. She felt victorious, bringing such a powerful male to his peak.
“I’m coming,” said Travis, his cock swelling in her mouth. She wanted to taste him, to allow him to finish inside her mouth. It was bonding, and right now she needed to feel connected. He tried to pull away, but she latched on to him with a tight suction, gently holding his scrotum in one hand. The added touch pushed him over the edge. He growled, his body tensing as a spray of ejaculate struck the back of her throat. “Gods, woman!”
Evan pulled her flat to his chest, working her from the bottom. He whispered in her ear. “You’re all mine.” She knew he’d never leave her unsatisfied. With the other two men spent, it was up to him to bring her to climax. His big cock massaged her walls, each stroke bringing her closer to a precipice. She loved the heat of his chest, the feel of his stubble against her cheek.
Cassidy sucked in mouthfuls of air as her orgasm threatened to break free. She knew it would be powerful, her body already humming in anticipation. As much as she never wanted the bliss to end, she knew these men would offer her the same pleasure night after night. The mere idea helped push her over the edge. Her body took control, exploding from the inside out. Her pussy cramped, pulsing around Evan’s cock in a never-ending sequence. He held her tight as she rode out her release.
“Good girl,” said Evan. “I love the way you squeeze my cock.”
By the time her body settled, that beautiful after-sex calm surrounding her, her doubts began to creep back in. Was she special, or would they offer the same services to any pretty face? Tomorrow would answer all her questions. Questions she wasn’t sure if she wanted answered.
Chapter Five
Patrick climbed up the stairs of Evan’s excavator and banged on the door.
“What is it?” shouted Evan over the roar of the engine after he wrenched open the door.
“You see the inspector? She got here about half an hour ago.”
Evan shook his head. He’d been so involved in his task, he hadn’t even stopped for his morning coffee break. “I don’t even want to hear about her. Until she’s gone, we won’t get cut any slack around here. It’s not the same without Cassidy in the office, either.”
He missed driving to work with her in the mornings, giving her a private kiss before he’d head off to the pit. Break times were a chance to spend a few minutes with her, learn something new about the woman who’d quickly become the center of his universe.
“She’s cute.”
Evan frowned. “You serious?”
Patrick shrugged. “Long dark hair and plenty of curves. Come see for yourself.”
Although they’d all had their fair share of women before Cassidy moved to Climax, things were different now. For him, anyway. Patrick might be the only loose cannon when it came to committing, but he thought his friend had stronger feelings for Cassidy than a fleeting attraction. Evan couldn’t even entertain the idea of another female. It was just another reason Garret should have marked her. It would have cemented the bond, making it impossible for any of the pack to desire a woman other than their own.
“I’ll pass. By all means, don’t hold back on account of me. I’ll be sure to let Cassidy know about your new conquest.”
“Don’t be an asshole.” Patrick climbed down from the truck, landing heavily on the ground in a blur of dust.
Evan had been torn lately with the need for revenge on the loggers and the battle within him—the one luring him to defy his alpha for a woman. He had to obey orders. He’d promised himself never to trust his own intuition again. It had gotten his old pack killed. It was only his new love for Cassidy that sparked his frequent wayward thoughts. Life had been simple before she showed up in Climax but also nothing to covet.
After another hour of nonstop excavating, he decided he’d had enough for a while. He set out for the construction trailer to get a water bottle. Before he reached it, he was intercepted by Garret and the inspector.
“Evan, this is Samantha Tanner.”
She held out her hand. Patrick was right. The inspector was attractive. Normally the pack would be all over her, like bears to honey. He wondered if the bonding he felt for Cassidy extended to all his pack. “You can call me Sam.” Evan introduced himself and then nodded, hoping to be on his way.
“I want you to stay on-site tonight. All week actually,” said Garret. “I’d feel better with one of my most reliable men watching over our guest.”
Evan’s heart began to race. It was bad enough that he already had withdrawal after not seeing Cassidy half the day. Now Garret wanted him to stay at Gregor Mining all night, too? He felt like telling his alpha to fuck off and do it himself, if he cared so much. It wasn’t their responsibility to house the inspector, just make the mine available during business hours over the next week.
He kept silent.
“It’s okay,” said Sam. “I’m sure he doesn’t want to babysit little ol’ me. I’ll be fine on my own.
”
“I’m sure you’ve read the papers or heard the news reports. Climax isn’t exactly the safest place as of late. This is no place for a woman to stay alone,” said Garret.
“Evan, is that okay with you?”
Evan might look like a mindless brute, but he knew the woman was flirting with him—the slight tilt of her head, the squint in her eyes, and parting of her lips. Everything pointed to a master of seduction, one he was fully immune to.
“Garret’s the boss. What he says goes around here.”
She refocused her attention on his alpha, her arousal clouding the air with her scent. The inspector was turned on by power, and Garret was saturated in it. Maybe she’d leave Evan alone.
As he made his way to the trailer, he couldn’t help but replay Cassidy’s insecurities over in his head. Could it be true that his alpha was fickle when it came to love? He didn’t think it possible. Would he cross the line if the inspector demanded unprofessional favors? Maybe he should steal off with Cassidy, give her the life she deserved. His need to be close with her made his wolf edgy, especially knowing he’d rarely see her over the course of the week.
Once inside the trailer he grabbed a bottle of water from the mini fridge and kicked it closed. He was pissed off, confused, and frustrated with life.
“What did the fridge ever do to you?”
It was the sweetest voice. Mine. He whirled around, grabbed Cassidy into his arms, and twirled her in a circle. “How’d you get here?” he asked. Garret had made sure she had no transportation, only a two-way radio in case of an emergency.
“I walked to my place and picked up my car.” She smiled devilishly.
“You know Garret told you not to come during the day. And besides, walking that far in the forest was a stupid move. What if something happened to you? I wouldn’t even know where to start looking.”
“I’m fine,” she reassured. “And I’m not staying, so don’t worry about Garret.”
“Then why?”
“Since I can’t work all week, I thought I’d get some errands done. I’m travelling south to our supply town to look at some renovation stuff. My house still doesn’t have a bathroom, you know.”
Stacey Espino Page 4