Double Her Pleasure

by Randi Alexander

  Garret nodded and leaned down, kissing her softly while taking her breast in his big hand and massaging gently. When his thumb and finger pulled at her nipple, his kiss deepened, his tongue possessing every space in her mouth.

  Behind her, Trey gripped her ass cheek and bit gently on her shoulder. His breath sped as his fingers slid between her cheeks, rubbing along her crack, stopping to circle her anal opening.

  Megan tipped her hips back, giving herself to Trey as tingles swirled from her anus to her belly.

  “Hard and fast, right?” Her cowboy’s voice rumbled slow and sexy.

  She reached back and gripped his hot cock. “I want this deep in my ass.” Nipping at Garret’s lips, she gave him her most wicked smile. “And what do you want, hotshot?”

  Garret’s hand slid from her breast over her ribs and down her belly. “I want to eat you.” He licked her lips as a sample of what he’d do to her pussy. When his fingers pressed between her legs, touching just the outside of her slit, she shivered, making her nipples ache for the suck of his lips.

  Their gazes locked. The pad of one of Garret’s fingers found her clit and pressed it, vibrating it quickly.

  She melted into the heat of his gaze, and as his eyes darkened, her lids drooped. “Yes.” Sucking in a choppy breath, she let contractions quiver from her clit all the way up her spine.

  Trey’s finger at her anus pushed inside, breaching her hole and circling to loosen her, expand her for the invasion of his huge cock. “Little brother, I think she’s gonna come.”

  She squeaked as the rush of pleasure filled her mind with warm, delicious vertigo.

  Garret’s finger stopped, and so did Trey’s.

  “No. No, no, no.” The words flew from her mouth as the climax that felt so close skittered away.

  “Yes.” Trey’s arms wrapped around her and he rolled onto his back, bringing her with to rest face-up on his body. Between her legs, his hot cock pulsed and beat a wild rhythm against her pussy. “I wanna be inside you when you come.”

  As Trey eased her into a sitting position, Garret ran his hand down her leg and folded her calf under her. She did the same with her other leg, and sat reverse-cowgirl on Trey’s belly, his cock poking up between her thighs.

  She grasped his shaft and he jerked.

  “Easy there, sweetheart. Don’t want to pop the cork right away.”

  Garret handed her a condom and stroked his own cock. “Suit him up, baby.” His gravelly voice matched his gritted teeth, as if he couldn’t hold off much longer himself.

  Megan rolled on the condom, accepted the bottle of lube from Trey, and liberally coated his head and shaft with gel. “I need this hard prick pumping into my ass, cowboy.”

  His body jerked and his cock filled and thickened. “You ride me, cowgirl, however you want. It’s your rodeo.”

  Her heart double-pumped at the power she’d been given. Gripping his cock in one hand, she lifted her hips, centering the knob of his staff at her tight anal rosebud. Megan’s body shuddered at the touch, and as she pressed down, his cock head stretched her and popped into her hole.

  Trey groaned and gripped her hips tightly.

  The sexy ache at her anus had cream slicking her pussy. The rim of his head pulsed and swelled just inside her tight muscles.

  “Fuck.” Garret sat watching, his hand wrapped around the base of his shaft. “Fuck, I want you too, baby.”

  Trey moved his hips slightly, the rim of his shaft catching and teasing her ring of muscles. Tugging her hips down just an inch, he invited her to take more of him. “Take your time, Megan.” His words didn’t match the press of his cock sliding in further, his hands holding her hips tighter.

  With a long exhale, she relaxed her sphincter and slowly dropped herself onto his cock, impaling herself fully until her ass cheeks pressed against his hips.

  “Yeah. Aw, sweetheart.” Trey pulled her down as he lifted his hips and gained another inch inside her. “You doin’ okay?”

  The fullness in her core, the heat of him deep inside her, shot her closer to that sweet orgasm that hovered just beyond her reach. “Uh huh.”

  The bed shook. Garret knelt beside her. “My turn.” He climbed on all fours over her as Trey’s hands gripped her shoulders and pulled her backward a few inches.

  The stretch of his hard cock in her anus intensified and she burned with the heat radiating from her belly.

  Garret pressed his mouth to her mound. “Baby, you’re gonna like this.”

  There was nothing either of them ever did that she didn’t like, but this was a new position for the three of them, and she closed her eyes and let sensation take over.

  His tongue snuck under her hood and tweaked her clit.

  Her pussy contracted, making Trey moan.

  Garret lapped at her clit, sucked at her pussy lips, and pressed kisses all along her dripping slit.

  “Make me come, hotshot.” She wanted to fly, wanted the right pressure in the right places.

  “Not yet.” He nibbled along her thighs, blew hot breaths over her swelling cunt, and finally locked his lips on her clit.

  “Now?” Her voice sounded childish.

  Garret chuckled. “No, Megan. This is just the warm-up. You aren’t gonna come until I’m inside your sweet pussy.”

  Her eyes popped open. “Really?”

  Trey laughed. “Yeah, really. Trust us?”

  She ran her fingers through the soft waves of Garret’s hair. “I do. With everything and anything.”

  Garret looked at her, his brow furrowed, his eyes intense. “Baby.” Within seconds, he’d sheathed himself in a condom, and climbed closer to her, close enough that his cock touched her slit. “Tell me if this gets to be too much.”

  Trey braced her from behind, and Megan held on to Garret’s shoulders. He palmed his shaft and guided it to where her slick canal pulsed for him.

  With a slow push, he entered her channel and drove his cock all the way inside her. His head tipped back and he let out a yell.

  Beneath her, Trey’s body shook. “Yeah. Fuck yeah.”

  The sensation of exquisite fullness radiated like heat waves through her core, her belly, shimmering upward and spiking in her nipples. Her mind began to fade from reality as pleasure rose to overwhelm her.

  Garret wrapped an arm around her, bracing his other hand on the bed. Trey gripped her hips again, and they lifted her off their hard cocks and let her slide down onto them again.

  The friction and the feeling of complete wholeness washed through her.

  They raised her, and she used her shaky leg muscles to help, then let herself fall onto them, plunging them both deeper inside her. She took over, hanging onto Garret’s shoulders, sliding up and off their stiff shafts and back down, increasing the tempo, increasing the friction.

  When the intensity of the pleasure sent sparks upward, along her spine, to sizzle in her brain, Garret moved his hand from her back to her clit and rubbed.

  Her whole body overheated as her mind flared into climax, and white-hot flashes snapped behind her eyelids.

  As her orgasm shot her over the edge, two masculine roars echoed in stereo.

  Hands helped her continue the sensual slide, pounding down onto the hard cocks that she craved and needed and...“Love.” Ah, shit, did she say that aloud?

  Trey slowed first, his cock pumping into her to the rhythm of his panting breaths.

  Garret grunted with each stroke until he claimed her mouth with his, tangling their tongues in a kiss that shared his breath with her, and hers with him. “Megan.” He ran his fingers into her hair, along her scalp, and stared into her eyes. “It’s never been like this.”

  Lovely warmth surrounded her heart. “Garret.” She couldn’t respond with the words that ached to tumble from her lips, not with her impending departure looming over them all.

  Her movie star slid his hard cock out of her quivering pussy, helped her off Trey’s thick staff, and eased her to lay on her back on the bed. He lay on t
he other side of her.

  Trey grabbed a box of tissue and dealt with the condom, then tossed the box to Garret, who did the same.

  The three of them lay staring at the ceiling, panting. She grasped both of their hands. This was as good a time as any. “I’m leaving.”

  Chapter Fourteen

  Megan lay between her men on Trey’s huge bed, staring at the ceiling. Telling them she was walking away would be just as hard as actually going.

  Garret laughed. “Were we that bad?”

  Trey rolled onto his side and looked down at her. “You’re what?”

  It hurt to even think about it. “I need to go. Back to Canada.”

  “You’re shitting us, right?” Garret sat up, taking her hand between both of his, holding tight as if he could physically keep her there. “You can’t leave.”

  She squeezed his fingers. “I’m dangerous to you, to the ranch, the people who work here, your parents, your—”

  “No.” Trey grabbed her chin and turned her to face him. “You’re not a danger, and you’re not in danger here. We’ve got security at the maximum.”

  Garret leaned over her. “As long as you’re here on the Silver Spur, you’re safe.” He cocked his head toward the windows. “Up in Canada, or wherever you’re thinking of going to hide, you’ll be an easy target for him.”

  She let go of their hands and slid off the bed and turned to look at them. Her gorgeous, sexy, wonderful men. “If I return to Canada, he’ll leave me alone.”

  “That’s bullshit.” Garret’s brows dropped.

  Trey sat up and muscled himself off the bed. “You don’t know what the fuck he’ll do next, Megan. You can’t go out there alone.” He took a step toward her.

  She held up her hands. “Let me try it my way. I’ll go back home, keep my security system on, I’ll ask the neighbors to—”

  “You’d be living like a prisoner.” Trey set his palm on her shoulder. “You’d be frightened all the time.”

  He was right. Just the thought of the dark nights alone made her queasy. “I can’t let you risk things escalating. He might try something here at the ranch, or when you’re in town.”

  Garret leaned back, bracing his arms on the bed. “Or we might catch him. We’ve got local law searching for him, the Rangers are on it.”

  Trey turned her to face him, ducking his head until he was at her eye level. “And Dad is on it. He’ll figure this out before anyone else can.”

  “Trey, I just can’t let your parents get involved in this, too.”

  Garret slid to the edge of the bed and planted his feet on the floor. “Is this about what Mom asked you before? About which of us you came to claim?”

  She shook her head, but then nodded. “Partially, I guess. This thing between the three of us isn’t something you’d ever tell your parents about.” She looked down. “I don’t want to be the secret you two have to hide.” A bubble of sorrow swelled and choked her, moistening her eyes.

  “Aw, baby.” Garret stood and padded over to her, pulling her into his arms. “You’re not a secret. We just haven’t told them.”

  Trey paced away, then back. “I think Mom knows.”

  “What?” Megan turned, leaving the security of Garret’s arms.

  “How?” Garret stroked his hand along her back.

  “She gets all the tabloids, ‘cause she has to keep track of her baby boy’s fancy LA life.”

  Garret huffed his disapproval.

  “She saw the one with Megan and us.” Trey took her hand. “She recognized you last night, and asked me this morning if the rumors were true. That her boys like to share.”

  “Holy shit.” Garret tensed. “Was she upset? Pissed?”

  “She seemed nervous, but I neither confirmed nor denied the charges.” Trey grinned. “She said she’s okay with any arrangement as long as it gets both her boys on the ranch. Permanently.”

  Megan couldn’t imagine facing their mother now that Patty knew her secret. Two men. At one time. How could a mother accept that? Of course, she was judging Patty by her own mother’s rigid standards.

  “Listen.” Trey stood next to Garret. Both men stared at her. “Give us a week. We’ll do everything we can to catch this asshole. Then, if you still want to go...”

  “We’ll talk about it.” Garret wrapped his big hand around her arm. “We’ll go week by week after that.” He glanced at his brother. “I have a feeling we’re going to catch the bastard in the next few days. There ain’t many places to hide in these parts.”

  Trey nodded. “If you leave, and he follows you back to Canada, it could take a lot longer to catch him. He’d blend in again up there. Here, he’s a stranger, and once the word gets out to be on the lookout for a stranger...”

  “The little shit has no chance.” Garret’s brows drew downward. “Please stay, Megan. Give us a chance to do this for you.”

  A smile curled her lips and relief took the edge of her nerves. She really hadn’t been looking forward to leaving, and they were right. She was safer here than anywhere else, and the chances of him getting caught were much better in Texas. “Okay. One week.” One week where she’d still worry about all of them, but could alleviate some of her apprehension by taking an active role in catching Hines.

  Trey leaned forward, set his hand at the nape of her neck, and kissed her. “You made the right decision, sweetheart.”

  “Yeah, we’re not going to let you out of our sight.” Garret’s palm slid down her arm, he lifted her hand, and kissed it. “Now, just one more thing to do before we can jump back into bed for a week.”

  Her men exchanged glances.

  Some of Megan’s anxiety returned. “What?” This couldn’t be good.

  Trey gestured toward the bathroom. “Quick showers, then we’ll meet in the kitchen and go talk to Mom and Dad.”

  “Talk to your...?” It took her a moment to grasp the subject of the talk. “Oh, no.” Stepping back, she shook her head. “I don’t think so.”

  Garret crossed his arms over his chest. “Maybe we haven’t told you this in a way that would make you believe it, but we’re serious about you.”

  Her heart skipped a beat. “Serious?” Just how serious?

  Trey crossed his arms, too. “Serious enough to let our parents in on our relationship. And let them in on all of it.”

  Megan sucked in a shaky breath and let it out quickly. “You’re sure about this?” She visualized herself sitting between her two men, their parents across the table giving her thunderous glares. “Really sure?”

  “Are you sure, baby?” Garret’s eyes narrowed. “Are you serious enough about Tray and me to face the elder McGatlins?”

  It would be easy for her to turn tail and run back to Canada. Not have to deal with Patty and Derrick, bring all her trouble with her, and never see Garret and Trey again. The thought nearly made her cry.

  Her men stood gloriously naked in front of her, hers for the taking, all bulky muscles, hard cocks, and handsome, perfect faces. That much alone would be enough to make her stay. But add in their intensity, their amazing personalities, and their constant desire for her... She couldn’t resist them.

  “Okay.” She swallowed and set a new direction for her life. “I’ll go with you to talk to your parents. But if it goes badly, I may reconsider staying.”

  The men both reached for her.

  Backing away, she shook her head. “Wait, one condition.”

  “Name it.” Garret followed her. Stalked her with the sexiest look in his eyes.

  “I get to use the shower first.” She grinned and skittered around the bed and into the bathroom.

  Behind her, male laughter grew closer then echoed as they joined her in the big tiled room.

  “How about this for a deal.” Trey turned on the water. “You get to come first in the shower.”

  Garret stepped under the spray and held out his hand to her. “First, second, and third?”

  She took his hand, grasped Trey’s, and pulled him into
the shower with her. Her lovers pressed their bodies to each side of hers and she reached for their big, hard cocks. “Deal.”

  ****

  Nearly an hour later, Megan, Trey and Garret made it down to the kitchen.

  Inez stood at the stove stirring a pot of something marvelous-smelling. “Hello, you three. Lunch won’t be ready for another hour, but I made sweets.” A plate of double-chocolate chip cookies sat on the table, and the men grabbed for them. Trey offered one to Megan.

  “Oh, Miss Megan.” Inez wiped her hands on her apron and picked up a slip of paper from the counter. “Your mother called a half hour ago. I told her you were resting.”

  “My mother?” They hadn’t spoken in months. “How did she find me here?”

  “Well, evidently...” Inez read from her notes. “The parole officer for that stalker man has tried to call you, but it goes right to the answering machine.”

  “Voice mail.” Trey interpreted with smile. “What’s your cell service provider?”

  Megan pulled her phone from her purse and showed it to him.

  “Yeah, you won’t get service around here.” Trey pointed to her phone. “No bars.”

  She hadn’t noticed that when she checked her phone. Of course, her mind had been occupied with two sexy hunks.

  “And so,” Inez continued. “Because the parole officer couldn’t reach you, he’s been calling your parents.”

  “I bet they were worried.” She should have told them where she was going.

  “They were worried. They called your neighbor and she told them you were in Texas, but only had your cell phone number.” Inez gave Megan a brief reproving glance.

  More guilt clenched at her stomach.

  Garret fidgeted, looking like he wanted to grab the paper from Inez and read the words himself. “And then?”

  “And then...” Inez shot him a look. “When the parole officer got a call from our sheriff this morning, he called your parents with our phone number.” She looked proud that she had helped resolve that part of the problem.

  Damn. Getting calls from the PO and the sheriff could only make trouble for her with her parents. “I’ll call her back this afternoon.” Megan reached for the message.