Luring Robin [Pleasure, Montana 7] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Melody Snow Monroe

  She’d been about to give him the name of her body lotion, but she decided to keep her mouth shut. Matt began sucking on her nipple, pulling harder with each tug. Memories of what they did to her body surfaced, and she could barely contain herself.

  “Ahh.”

  Matt stopped. “Did I hurt you?” He sounded so contrite, she wanted to kiss him.

  “No. It feels wonderful. Don’t stop.”

  Clay must have wanted to elicit the same reaction because he pulled down her panties just enough to lick her clit. One sweep of his tongue sent her reeling. She widened her stance, but he seemed content to play with her little nub. Even she could smell her own scent perfuming the air. Her pussy was remembering everything from before and was begging for a repeat performance.

  “Clay, please.”

  “Please what, sugar?”

  He wanted her to beg. “Take off my panties so you have better access.”

  He chuckled, stood, and lifted her. In two steps he was at her bed. Matt pulled down the bedspread and placed her on the cool sheets. “I think I’ll have better luck with you on your back.”

  “Yes. Anything. Please.”

  He kicked off his shoes, untucked his shirt, and removed it. She’d forgotten how magnificent his body was. “You look wonderful. Have you been working out?”

  “Yup. I had to get rid of a lot of sexual frustration. My little vixen left me, and I needed to pump some iron.”

  “I hoped it worked.” She tried not to smile.

  “Nope.”

  He undid his belt buckle and stepped out of his jeans. His black boxer briefs nicely outlined his big, hard cock. She licked her lips. “I’ve missed him.” She looked up at Matt. “It’s your turn. I haven’t had any eye candy in a long time.”

  He tapped her nose. “We are a lot more than eye candy.”

  “Maybe, but I like to lick candy.”

  He grinned. “In that case, let me help you get your wish.”

  Her pussy contracted as she watched Matt undress. He was faster than Clay and went one better by removing his underwear. “Wow.” His cock was bigger than she recalled.

  When she reached out to grab him, Matt scooted back. “Not until we say.”

  “That’s not fair.”

  “What’s fair is letting us please you first. After you’ve climaxed a few times we might let you touch us.”

  She huffed out a laugh. “You two can hold out that long?”

  “For the woman we love we can.”

  Love? “You want to repeat that?” Her heart had stopped.

  “You ever doubted that we love you?”

  Nobody had loved her in so long that she’d lost hope of dreaming about it. “I think you should prove it to me by getting back to what you two were doing.”

  Both of them laughed. “Yes, ma’am. Clay, this one is going to be trouble.”

  “You can say that again, but it’s the kind of trouble that turns me on.” Clay slipped between her legs and tugged off her panties. “These will only get in my way.”

  “Now you’re talking.”

  She expected Clay to clamp his mouth over her pussy and start sucking. Instead, he licked her inner thighs with feathery flicks while his thumbs massaged to the right and left of her pussy lips. She wiggled her butt to get him to move closer, but he seemed content to torture her with pleasure.

  Matt at least hovered close and lifted her breasts. He brought them together. “So beautiful. I could look at these all day. Maybe when you come to Montana we’ll have to institute a new rule. No clothing allowed.”

  He was talking crazy. They’d freeze to death. “That goes for you two also.”

  “Absolutely. We want to be ourselves at all times.” He lowered his face and planted his lips between her breasts.

  His mouth traveled over to the breast nearest him where he drew circles around the nipple with his tongue. Sparks of need shot in every direction.

  “Touch them.”

  It was as if both men were deaf. Maybe they were buzzards in disguise. They kept circling her most tender spots without touching. Then, as if they were telepaths, Clay licked her opening at the same time Matt grabbed her nipple with his teeth. He tugged to the point of pain then let go and gently licked the tip. Clay followed his lick with a nip at her small bud. The combination caused torrents of need to descend on her.

  “Oh, my. Aaah. That feels so good.”

  Clay threaded a finger into her weeping hole and swirled it around, hitting nerve ending after nerve ending. Heat built, as did her climax. When he added two more fingers and swept them around, he hit another sensitive spot. Her moan came out loud, and she started to breathe hard. The sensations swamped her all at once. Matt scraped his teeth along one nipple then changed to the other side while plucking the first nipple. He alternated, going faster and faster until her swollen nipples were shooting streaks of electric sparks across her body.

  Using his teeth, Clay caught her clit and then sucked hard. Spasms rolled down her. Her pussy moistened, and her breath caught. The onslaught of sensations stirred her. This is what she wanted. This was what had been missing in her life.

  Clay suddenly pulled away. She looked up. “Why did you stop?” His grin told her what he wanted. “You want me on my hands and knees, right?” Please say yes.

  “You know me too well.”

  Matt leaned back and helped her get into position. He must have brought his lube with him because after he fought with his jeans, he extracted the tiny container. “I brought the strawberry-scented one. I think you liked it.”

  “Yes.” In truth, it could have smelled like paste and she’d be happy if it meant he’d impale her with his cock.

  Clay knelt on the bed behind her and rubbed the sweet goo over her hole. She pressed her legs closer together and lowered her body to make the opening wider.

  “Did I mention I love your ass? It’s so full and lush. You’re ripe for fucking.” He punctuated his comment with a groan.

  When he leaned over and kissed each cheek, she moaned. “You do know how to sweet-talk a girl.”

  Matt moved to the side, reached underneath her and plucked her nipples. They were already hard and sensitive. The added pressure swept pulses down her sides, building the tension in her body once more.

  Clay dipped a finger into her forbidden hole. This time her tight muscles gave way and welcomed his attention. When he dragged his finger in circles, he hit spots that excited her.

  “That feels good.”

  “Wait until I pack you full of my cock. That will feel spectacular.”

  He slid in a second finger and opened and closed them, stretching the muscle and getting it ready for his cock. With his other hand, he rubbed her back and her ass cheeks. His tender care helped her relax even more. But when he took that hand and dipped it between her legs, she clenched her lower body.

  “Don’t do that, sugar.”

  “I couldn’t help it. My pussy is so needy.”

  He chuckled. “Don’t worry. Matt will take care of you. Wait until both of our big cocks are in you. You’ll then be able to tell how much we love you.”

  His sweet words were such a balm to her ego. Never had any man, let alone two men, treated her so well. “Okay, but hurry.”

  His fingers disappeared. Matt lifted her shoulders until she straightened her elbows. “I want better access here.”

  Just as he cupped both breasts, Clay tore open foil and snapped on a condom. More strawberry scent filled the air. She would have tensed, but Matt massaged her breasts, leaned over, and kissed her shoulder. His soft touch made her relax. Clay’s cock touched her opening. She would have tensed except that he rubbed her rear as he threaded the head of his cock past the tight ring. She thought her ass would crack.

  “Are you sure you’re going to fit?”

  “Do you trust me?”

  She didn’t have to think. She did trust him as much as she loved him. “Yes.”

  “Good. I promise you’ll love t
his.”

  Between Matt’s careful and playful attention to her tits and Clay’s gentle entry into her ass, she truly felt loved and cherished. He pressed his cock inward and stopped. When her breaths slowed, he continued.

  “It’s really big.”

  Clay laughed. “Yes, sugar. You like it that way.”

  That was true. “You know me too well.”

  Clay withdrew his cock and nudged it in again. Each time he seesawed in and out, he went a bit farther down her darkened passage. The rhythm remained steady. With each thrust, more nerves came alive. This was so much nicer than the fake cock. Clay’s cock was pliable, though right now, it was equally as hard.

  His moans increased with each thrust as if her tight ass was divine. When he reached between her legs and rubbed her pussy, her cum gushed out. On her next inhale, she stuck out her chest. That must have been the signal Matt was waiting for because he increased his pressure and speed of rubbing on her nipples. Streaks of pleasure rippled across her aching tips.

  Clay stuck his fingers into her pussy, setting her on fire. She pressed her hips backward to get more cock.

  “Easy. I’m about to come, and I really don’t want to.”

  He threaded his cock in and out once more. On the next entry, his cock hit the end as his balls slapped against her ass. He squeezed one ass cheek while he pressed his finger tight into her pussy. As she withdrew his finger, he slid it over her clit. Wild chaos descended. Her pussy needed a cock, too.

  “I want Matt’s cock. Please.”

  In one fluid motion, Clay unfurled his legs to her side and dragged her backward. She planted her hands behind her to keep from falling.

  “I got you.”

  When Clay let up on the pressure, her body sank, and his cock drove into so hard it almost knocked the breath out of her. He must have realized that she wasn’t saying anything, so he lifted her up to relieve the pressure.

  “Let me do the moving, sugar.”

  That worked for her. “Okay.”

  Matt got on his stomach and placed his tongue within inches of her pussy. He inhaled. “I love how you smell. I’ve been dreaming of eating you since you left.”

  His tongue lapped up her juices and multiple contractions blasted her. Clay held still while Matt went to work on pleasing her. Every stroke of his rough tongue drove her higher. He pried open her pussy lips and sucked on her, stabbing his tongue into her opening. She tried to wiggle and lift her hips, but Clay seemed determined to keep her still.

  Matt licked and sucked until the carnal lust drove her wild. Because Clay was holding her up, she could grab onto Matt’s shoulders. Her fingernails dug into his muscled skin, but he kept on tongue fucking her.

  “I need your cock.”

  He pulled back, and his eyes looked dazed. “I can take care of that.”

  “Thank God.”

  He got up on his knees, quickly tore open the foil package that Clay had tossed his way, and drew the condom down his length. He then planted a foot on the outside of Clay’s leg. Using one hand to hold his cock, he guided his dick into her creamy hole. The first inch sent her flying. He leaned forward and kissed her hard. She returned the kiss with fervor. When he opened his mouth to invite her in, she took advantage and plundered his mouth. He tasted sweet and oh so sexy. Placing one hand behind his head, she used the other one to hold herself upright.

  As their two tongues mated, Matt slid his cock into her wetness. She milked his cock the whole way down the channel. He moaned and groaned. As soon as he withdrew, Clay slid in, and she did the same to him. He, too, groaned and moaned, which turned her on even more. When they slid back in at the same time, her eyes widened.

  “Holy shit. That’s a lot of cock.” She’d never been that full before.

  “Just enjoy, sugar. Let us love you.”

  She inhaled and closed her eyes, enjoying how her senses sharpened with them shut. Matt rubbed her breast as he slid in and out. Her mouth opened to draw in a bigger breath. The pressure increased, heating her pussy to the max. The building inferno continued as both men seesawed in and out of her body. Wicked flames of intense desire swept over her and fanned her lust. As her climax grew so did her need for her men.

  Each time one of them drove into her, her groans got louder. Clay’s speed seemed to double, and Matt matched the tempo. They kept going faster and faster, matching her rapid breaths. She tried to hang on, but her own desires took over, pushing her closer to the edge of no return.

  Clay snarled and let out a loud, chest-heaving groan. His cock expanded and pulsed. Her pussy spiraled out of control and quivered as her orgasm exploded. Heat laced her ass just as Matt let loose a loud moan. He bit his bottom lip, probably waiting for her to yell or tell him she’d gone over the edge.

  “Come for me,” she yelled. She had already been tossed off the climactic cliff.

  He let loose and filled his pussy with wild pulses. Her body thrummed and throbbed for what seemed like a long time. Clay lifted her off his cock and gently set her on the bed. As soon as she dropped to the bed, Matt withdrew.

  She collapsed backward. “I don’t know how we keep topping each lovemaking session.”

  Matt smiled down at her. “It’s easy. We love you more each and every day.”

  She wanted to tell them how much she loved them, but she was too tired to respond.

  Chapter Fifteen

  Six weeks later

  Robin dropped down on Bella’s sofa, exhausted from rushing around all day getting the perfect gift for Bella and her baby. She’d driven to Bozeman this morning. Since she couldn’t decide between the five different outfits, she’d bought them all. Perhaps she wouldn’t have been so tired, but Clay and Matt had made love to her for hours last night. Neither of them seemed to ever be satisfied.

  Bella’s baby had finally made an appearance three weeks ago, a week before Robin had arrived, but Bella wanted to wait before anyone of her girlfriends threw her a shower.

  Tammy had volunteered to have the shower at her place, and her three husbands had agreed to vacate the premises. That suited Robin just fine. She was swamped with getting settled herself and couldn’t imagine trying to organize a party while she negotiated the sale of her condo.

  Bella came out carrying her daughter, Celeste. The baby’s eyes were open, and she was looking around eagerly.

  “May I hold her?”

  “Sure.” Bella handed the baby off to her.

  Having a child in her arms felt right. The men had hinted at marriage, but so far the topic of children had only briefly been discussed.

  Bella sat down. While she still had the glow from the baby, clearly getting up in the middle of the night was taking a toll on her. “You’ll let me know if you ever need a break, okay? We can go out to lunch sometime or I can babysit if you and the men want to go somewhere.”

  She laughed. “I think we’re all too tired for any adventure right now. However, I did have to forbid Hawk from taking Celeste out on the motorcycle.”

  “No way.”

  “Way. He said his daughter was going to learn to ride. She wasn’t going to grow up to be a girlie girl like her mother.”

  “He did not.”

  Bella waved a hand. “He was only kidding. At least I hope he was.” Bella leaned forward. “Enough about me. Tell me how the house plans are coming.”

  The men had suggested several work options for her, but at the moment she loved helping them design the home they planned to build on the new property. “Great. I never knew how rewarding it would be to sort through architectural plans and see how to incorporate green living into a home.”

  “So, you’re not bored yet?”

  Robin slumped back on the sofa. “Hardly. I thought about branching out and starting my own marketing firm, but I’m putting that on the back burner until the men don’t need my help.”

  Bella smiled. “I’m glad you’re happy.”

  “I am. Who would have thought I’d love living here? Everyone has b
een so nice.”

  “Speaking of nice. We need to get to the shower.”

  “Right.” She handed Celeste back to her mom.

  “I’ll drive since I have the car seat in back.”

  When Robin picked up her presents, Bella eyed them. “You were supposed to bring one gift.”

  “I know, but I got carried away.”

  The drive over to Tammy’s took less than five minutes since her property abutted Clete’s. The air was cold, but since there was little wind, she didn’t get chilled. When they got inside Tammy’s lovely home, there must have been twenty-five women there. She’d met Lydia, Brittany, Chelsea, and of course Tammy before leaving, but there were a ton of new women there. Even at the few wedding and baby showers she’d attended in Miami, she doubted there were that many women.

  Bella seemed to have such a good time opening the presents. Her husbands had already bought up half of every baby store from Pleasure to Bozeman, but the women’s unique gifts were well received.

  They spent at least three hours chatting. Each of the women embraced Robin like she’d lived there for years. If she’d known how special Pleasure was, she might have come a long time ago.

  Bella started to drag, and Robin insisted she go home. It was no surprise that each of the ladies wanted to hold the baby who conveniently slept through most of the oohs and aahs.

  It took three trips to get the gifts into the house. This might have been the first time all of her husbands were out doing chores. “You really cleaned up.”

  Bella shifted the baby from one shoulder to the other. “I feel guilty. Everyone was so generous.”

  “They love you.”

  “They were very warm to you, too.”

  “I know.” It was getting late, and she wanted to get dinner started. “If you’re going to be okay, I need to head back home.”

  Home. What a strange word, but it was true. Even though the house was Clete’s, she loved the fireplace and the open kitchen. Naturally, it was Clay and Matt who were the draw.

  “Go. And thanks again.”

  When she left through the back, someone had cleared the path. No one had two men who were more thoughtful. The snow glistened, and the trees sagged from the weight of the recent snow. She’d never seen anything prettier. When she got inside, both of her men were there.