Box Set: The Divine Creek Ranch Collection, Volume 2 [Book 4 - Rosemary's Double Delight (MFM), Book 5 - Spurs and Heels (MF)] (Siren Publishing Romance Collection)

by Heather Rainier

  “Baby, do you want to come?” he asked, placing a light peck beside her satiny bare mound.

  She broke Evan’s kiss long enough to whisper, “Yes, please, honey. It feels so good.”

  Evan latched on to a nipple and teased the other with his fingertips while Wes lowered his mouth to her mound. Reverently, he slid the tip of his tongue over the seam of her slit and tasted the hot, silky flesh inside it as her juices seeped for him and she moaned his name.

  Wes remembered their first time together and how he’d stroked her with his tongue like this, making her come several times before she’d finally begged him to take her. Turning his head, he delved in more greedily and slid two fingers into her cunt again and resumed the pumping motion. Rosemary moved wantonly against him, moaning their names when he delivered a series of light flicks to her swollen clit.

  Evan kissed her and whispered in her ear how much he loved her, how much they loved her as Wes delivered heavier strokes over her clit with his tongue. Her movements became more focused and urgent, and the muscles in her pussy gripped his fingers. She was close to orgasm.

  Ready to deliver the final push, he licked her clit once more then closed his lips around it and sucked gently. Rosemary’s back arched, and she was motionless for a second. He felt her orgasm break over her in a beautiful, pulsating rush. A long, sobbing wail erupted from her throat as her body undulated against his fingers, and her creamy cum spilled onto his fingers.

  While Evan kissed and caressed her, Wes stroked her pussy until he was sure she was done. He came to her and lay down beside her as she turned her face to him and kissed his lips. Giving him a sexy, satisfied smile, she said, “So that’s what I taste like when you make me come?” Evan groaned at her words, and Wes nodded as he licked his fingers.

  He kissed their naughty girl and said, “Evan, you have to taste her pussy. It’s the sweetest thing, and you won’t believe what she tastes like. I had to think about it for a minute,” he said with a mischievous grin. “Baby, will you let Evan taste your pussy before he makes love to you?”

  * * * *

  Rosemary smiled at the eagerness in Evan’s eyes and nodded. Evan kissed her lips once more before moving between her open thighs. He took his time like he planned to be there a while. He lifted her legs, bent at the knee, and pushed back slightly so she was wide open to his gaze, and her pussy pulsed at the pleasant thought. She felt laid bare by the heat of his gaze and the vulnerability of the position. Rosemary loved knowing he was in charge of the moment.

  “Mmm, beautiful. What a pretty, little bare pussy you have,” Evan murmured straightforwardly and kissed the space at the juncture between her mound and thigh then slid his tongue straight up her slit.

  Rosemary cried out at the sudden stimulation on her sensitive flesh. Wes stroked a nipple with his fingertips as he feathered kisses along her collarbone. Both men grinned happily at her outcry.

  “Did you like that, Rosemary?” Evan asked, smiling devilishly before feasting greedily on her pussy. Wes was all finesse. The slow, erotic buildup to the ecstatic explosion that left her quivering and sated. Evan’s technique was more of a sneak attack that she had a feeling was going to culminate in an eruption of volcanic proportions.

  “Oh! Yes, so much!”

  The pleasurable, rippling spasms that signaled the arrival of her orgasm had begun to shiver through her pussy when Evan suddenly switched gears. He smiled wickedly at Rosemary’s whine of frustration and stroked her slowly and lovingly with his tongue, which sent her flying higher and higher. She moaned his name when he slipped first one, then two fingers inside her pussy. Her pussy muscles grabbed on to him, and she knew Evan could feel her trembling in anticipation.

  “Oh yes, honey!” she cried out when his talented fingers found her sweet spot. She flew even higher. Her muscles felt like they were squeezing his fingers impossibly tighter.

  In a gravelly voice that made her pussy quiver, Evan murmured, “I can’t wait to be inside you, Rosemary. To feel you squeezing my cock like you’re gripping my fingers right now. You’re trembling. You must want more.” Evan stroked her clit with his thumb while he massaged her G-spot. The joyous, inevitable slide to orgasm took hold, and she moved uninhibitedly with the certainty of it.

  Wes hummed in pleasure as he stroked her breast. “She loves it, Evan. Look at her beautiful smile. Would you like more, Rosemary?” Wes didn’t wait for an answer as he latched on to her nipple with his hot mouth and suckled with more urgency, escalating the pitch of her panting moans.

  “Evan!” was all Rosemary could manage as she moved with him. Her eyes slammed closed, and she threw her head back as Evan lowered his mouth to her mound once again and whispered against her pulsating flesh.

  He flicked her clit firmly with the tip of his tongue and bore down on both sides of it with his lips over his teeth, gripped it firmly, and flicked some more.

  Rosemary’s body bore down harder, and she screamed rapturously, her orgasm rushing through her body in wave after mind-numbing wave of ecstasy. Her cream flooded her pussy as she rode his fingers and lips. She experienced a mini-orgasm when Evan growled against her clit as he lapped her cream from her. She caught her breath as he continued to lick and nuzzle her, sliding his fingers from her pussy when she was finished and gazing at her, a positively primal glint in his dark eyes.

  “Figured it out, didn’t you?” Wes asked, stroking her abdomen with gentle fingertips, causing her to quiver. Evan nodded as he released her thighs and looked into her eyes. He seemed filled with tension as she stretched and smiled blissfully at him. She realized at some point he’d removed the towel from his hips as she was able to finally see his cock for the first time.

  Evan was beautiful, and he was hers. It was so thick she would barely be able to wrap her fingers all the way around it, and wonderfully long and hard. A happy sigh escaped her as she touched him for the first time. He groaned when she took him in her hand and stroked his length. His cock was hot and very hard, indeed.

  Stilling her hand, Evan murmured, “I want to last for you. Keep doing that and I’ll embarrass myself.”

  Evan stroked her left thigh and lifted her knee to his side, positioning the blunt head of his cock so that her fevered wet entrance kissed it greedily. She pressed back against him trying to take him inside her.

  Lowering his lips to hers, Evan kissed her deeply then nuzzled her lips, holding his position outside her entrance. “I want to be your man, Rosemary. I’m done trying to control you and crowd you into doing things my way. I want to be a man you’d be proud to call yours.” His voice was a rich, resonant caress, and his words were a balm for every hurt he’d ever caused. Arousal built inside her explosively, and she tilted up for his kiss again, her fingers cupping his cheekbones.

  For a few seconds, she gazed into his eyes, wanting to remember this moment forever. “We’ve waited a long time, Evan,” she whispered, her eyes overflowing and heart pounding as he lifted her to him and pressed his thick, hard length home. She arched her back as he held her to ease his access, and he thrust firmly into her tingling pussy. They both moaned ecstatically as he thrust again and again until he was deep inside her, every inch of his length engulfed. She was consumed with the sensation of Evan inside her for the first time. It had been a long, long time, and her pussy tingled because he filled her so tightly.

  In all the years she dated, no other man, besides these two, had ever made her feel this way. Rosemary had dated some genuinely nice guys and even played around with them a bit. But none of them had been able to offer Rosemary what she needed. When she gave herself, she didn’t want it to be a casual thing, so Rosemary had held out for something that would last forever. For that reason, this was only the second time she’d ever made love, and she now felt completely justified in having waited. She felt like she’d truly given herself to them.

  Wes stroked her cheek and the thigh she clasped around Evan’s hip, whispering love words in her ear. In the past, she’d wondered
what it would be like, the first time they were all in bed together. Would one of her men feel left out? Wes grounded her and let her know he was there loving her, touching her. When access allowed for it, he kissed her, nuzzled her, or played with her nipples, but he never interfered with Evan. His hands on her, plus Evan’s, intensified the sensations and overwhelmed her in a good way.

  Evan whispered against her throat, “How are you doing, Rosemary? Am I hurting you?”

  “Hu–hurting me?” she squeaked, amused because she could feel her pussy growing slicker around him. “Um, no, honey. What you’re doing right now is the exact opposite of hurting me. I’m good,” she added with a sinuous undulation of her hips and strongly gripped him with her pussy muscles in appreciation. The extra slipperiness increased her range of motion as she tilted against him.

  “Holy shit, that felt incredible!” he rasped, carefully lowering his torso to hers and settling himself. She gripped his ass cheeks as she squeezed his cock again. “It feels so good when you do that. I’ve got to move, Rosemary, I hope you’re ready.”

  Rosemary smiled at him. “Don’t hold back, Evan. Do it like you’ve wanted to for so long.” She moved with him, against him, as he thrust. Lying back, she clasped her legs around his hips and permitted him to take control. Wes moved beside her, and she felt his hands in her hair. She entwined her fingers with Wes’s and turned to him for a kiss.

  Continuing to move with Evan, Rosemary squeezed his cock with her pussy muscles when he pulled out, watching the rapture on his face build with each thrust back in. He smiled at her and sat up on his haunches and tilted her hips, lifting her to him, and stroked again. The change in position brought his cock into direct contact with her G-spot with each perfect stroke, and her lips were stretched out over his cock so that her clit collided with his pubic bone on every thrust, as well. The combination was incredible, and she panted and cried out.

  “Evan found your sweet spot, didn’t he, baby? Is he stroking it good?” Wes asked, smiling at her as he watched her experience such blissful ecstasy.

  “It—it’s so good. I’m, oh!”

  Evan grasped her hips and thrust more powerfully, hitting her clit and her G-spot with every ingenious stroke.

  Urging her on, Wes said, “Yeah, he’s making it good for you, isn’t he?”

  She hoped they’d understand her incoherent words. “I! Oh, so good. Honey, don’t stop! So—Mmmhmmm!”

  With each strong thrust, the muscles in her pussy gripped him harder, and she knew she’d come again soon. Her pussy flooded with her hot juices.

  “You feel so fucking good. That’s it, Rosemary, let it go!”

  Keeping eye contact with Evan, she watched his face reflect awe as pure joy radiated from her. Rosemary cried out as her orgasm crashed over her and her pussy convulsed around his cock. Evan thrust hard three more times before he finally stilled and let loose a guttural groan as his release found him. His pulsing cock filled her with his cum as he ground several more times against her clit. His movements and her undulating rhythm increased, and she cried out as she came for him again.

  Chapter Nine

  The hot, sweet tug of her silken pussy on Evan’s pulsating shaft was beyond belief. Since Rosemary was on the pill, condoms were unnecessary. Being skin-on-skin with her was pure heaven. Holy fuck! Where had she learned that little trick, squeezing and tugging on his cock on every stroke? It had about killed him!

  “I must’ve died because that was heaven,” Evan murmured, gazing into her luminous eyes. He still sat on his haunches, holding her hips to him. “You’re the prettiest thing, with your rosy cheeks and your eyes glowing like that, with my cock still inside you. I love that,” he murmured as he watched his still semi-erect shaft slide from her, covered in her juices and his own cum mixed together. “Damn, this is the sweetest pussy.”

  She smiled then gasped as his fingers petted her, stroking her clit and swollen, pink inner lips. “Beautiful,” Evan whispered, looking into her eyes, making sure she knew he was referring to the whole package and not just the little bit of heaven between her legs.

  “Thank you,” she replied, kissing him as he moved to her other side, opposite of Wes, who was quiet. Rosemary turned to Wes and asked, “Wes, honey? Are you all right?”

  A slow smile spread across his lips. “I’m a damn sight better than all right. That was incredible, watching the two of you make love to each other. The most erotic thing I’ve ever seen or experienced. Until now, making love as a threesome was all theory. I was never sure how I’d react until we actually did it. It was a huge turn-on, watching Evan sink his cock into that luscious, wet pussy of yours.” Wes paused and rubbed his hand on his chin. “The sight and the sound of it, watching him slide in and out of you, watching the tension in your body build then explode like that. Baby, it was beautiful. I’ll never forget this night. It’s been unbelievable, and I haven’t even made love to you yet.”

  Evan enjoyed being the one making love to her, but he could admit to a fantasy or two about watching her make love with Wes, as well. Thinking about it meant visualizing it, and of course, his cock reared up and seconded the motion.

  Rosemary stroked his chest and said, “No, you haven’t. But I’m ready, if you want to?”

  Echoing Evan’s concern, Wes asked, “Are you sore? Sure you’re up for one more round?”

  Rosemary nodded. “I may be a little sore in the morning, but I think that’s understandable. I want—need—both of you tonight. Please?” Evan chuckled at the way her bottom lip pouted a little and she used that cajoling tone, and then the naughty girl kissed her finger and licked it then stroked the head of Wes’s stiff, distended cock. His brother groaned and closed his eyes.

  “I never want to disappoint you, baby. How do you want to do it?” he asked, arching a brow playfully.

  She gasped happily. “I get to choose?”

  “Sure you do. Man on top, woman on top, rear entry, whatever you want.”

  Evan grinned indulgently at her as her cheeks returned to their earlier rosy color, and her nipples turned to hardened little peaks. “Can I be on top?” she asked. The innocent yet excited way she asked sent a shot of lust straight through his cock to his balls, and he was hard all over again.

  “Sure, baby.” Wes moved to the center of the mattress and propped himself up on pillows then reached for Rosemary. Evan helped her straddle Wes’s thighs. His brother’s cock stood up at rigid attention, a drop of pre-cum escaping from the slit. Rosemary surprised them both when she licked her lips and reached for both their cocks and began stroking them.

  Evan had expected to slip into the role of voyeur by this point, but Rosemary clearly had other plans. Evan’s cock was still wet with her juices and once again rock hard. Her fingers slid up and down his slick shaft as she licked her lips then went down on Wes, licking the droplet from the head and moaning happily like she wanted more. Evan’s cock throbbed in her hand as Wes moaned when she swirled her tongue around the wide, ridged head of Wes’s cock. Closing her lips over the slit in a kiss, she slowly slid the head between her lips, giggling at his groan of pleasure. Rosemary tongued the head then slid her lips down, taking his cock to the back of her throat.

  Evan surmised she must’ve sucked on her way back up because Wes groaned in ecstasy.

  “Oh fuck!”

  Even with her mouth full of cock, Evan could tell by the twinkle in her eyes that she was smiling. After taking a second to lick her palm, she continued stroking Evan’s cock, using the same rhythm as with Wes. Evan couldn’t wait to be on the receiving end of her tender, loving care.

  Rosemary licked the underside of Wes’s cock, and he moaned another expletive. Using the same up-and-down rhythm, she suckled for another minute then switched to licking and tonguing his balls, which Wes sounded like he enjoyed as well. She needed her other hand to steady herself, so Evan continued stroking his cock.

  Evan watched her as she paid attention to his brother and was blown away by how much
he enjoyed the erotic freedom of the moment. Rosemary was on her hands and knees with her little ass stuck up in the air, going down on his brother like it was the only thing in the world worth living for. Her blush had spread from her cheeks to her breasts and down her torso. Even her ass was a light rosy color. Unable to resist such tempting fruit, Evan skimmed a hand over her ass to her cleft. She moaned happily when he slid his fingers over her pussy and discovered that she was dripping wet again.

  “I see what you mean, Wes. This is totally hot, watching what she’s doing to you. We are such lucky bastards. Rosemary, we’re going to make you so happy you’ll never want to leave.” Evan hoped like hell that was a promise he could keep.

  She squealed when Evan slid his fingers into her cunt and petted her, coating them in her cream before returning that hand to his cock. The slick, sweetly-scented lubrication was the last straw for his cock as he tugged in earnest. Wes’s features contorted in ecstasy and Rosemary undulated with her movements. Her cunt was swollen and wet, ready to be filled. Evan stroked himself to another orgasm, grinning at the tortured, ecstatic sounds his brother made.

  * * * *

  Rosemary noticed the deep, gravelly tone of Wes’s voice as he spoke. “Evan, while she’s on her hands and knees, why don’t you show her the little present we got her last week,” Wes said before groaning when she suckled on the head of his cock again. Rosemary cooed over his cock as she licked him, wondering what kind of naughty little present they’d gotten her. She heard a drawer on the night table being pulled open then heard the snap top on the bottle of lubricant she’d seen in there a few weeks ago. Evan slid his hand down her spine, over her ass, to her cleft. Tilting her hips up, she cheekily waggled her ass at Evan.

  “Did you see that, Wes?”

  “I damn sure did. You’re a playful thing tonight.”