The Divine Creek Ranch Collection Volume 3

by Heather Rainier

  Both men pressed kisses to her shoulders, throat, and cheeks, their hands a continuing wave of strokes until the tide of tension inside her began to rise again.

  She kissed Chance and then turned to Clayton and kissed him as well. The thought that she was in bed with two of the sexiest men she’d ever met, who were ready to make love to her at her word, made her body hum with arousal, and she wanted to go there badly.

  She tilted her leg as Chance stroked it, leading his hand to her inner thigh, and he looked up at her and gave her his teasing, sexy smile and pressed his lips in a slow descent down her torso, starting with a loving kiss and lick to her nipple. His touch was a mix of playfulness and adoration as he took his time.

  Sighing shakily with anticipation as his lips traveled the last few inches to her pussy, Lydia caressed both their cocks. Neither was prepared for her touch, judging by their groans. She wrapped her hands around their hard, distended shafts and stroked them. Her breath left her in a rush and she arched her back as Chance’s hot mouth made contact with her pussy.

  Chance moved out of her reach and positioned himself between her legs, leaving her with only Clayton’s cock to play with. She watched Chance as he licked her pussy and found herself falling into a rhythm with him as she stroked Clayton. Chance glanced up at her, a sultry glow in his eyes as he took his time licking in leisurely, broad strokes, seeming totally absorbed in his task and in no hurry to reach a destination.

  Clayton growled as she slowly stroked him and said, “Lydi, you’re torturing me.”

  Lydia’s pussy clenched against Chance’s tongue as he slid it through her opening again, and she whispered, “Let me suck it for you. Would you like that?”

  “Oh, damn. I’d love it.” Clayton moved closer and knelt within reach of her. Wondering for a moment if she could handle the stimulation of Chance’s tongue on her while playing with Clayton, Lydia figured she’d find out in a few minutes. She opened her mouth and licked the hard, thick head of Clayton’s cock. Looking up at him, she whispered, “You have a big, beautiful cock. I love it. I love you, too.”

  Clayton smiled in acknowledgment of her words and caressed her brow as he held his cock steady for her. Gazing up at him, she took his hard, pulsing shaft in her mouth for the first time and sucked on the head. Clayton bit his lip and groaned blissfully. Wetting his hard flesh with her tongue, she slid more easily until she was taking several inches with each pass.

  Clayton groaned and muttered, “Damn, you’re good, woman.” Lydia chuckled and winked audaciously at him as she hollowed her cheeks and sucked a little harder. His scent was soapy and clean as though he’d bathed while she’d been in her shower. Her experience with blow jobs was limited, but he sounded like she was doing fairly well at it.

  Chance pulled her attention back to his loving ministrations as he drew the throbbing flesh of her clit into his mouth and toyed with it more firmly. Heated currents rushed through her body and her pussy swelled and throbbed with each draw of his suctioning mouth until she thought she might go mad. He kept her dangling on the edge for an eternity before she finally released Clayton’s cock from her mouth, and she whimpered, “Please, Chance. Please.”

  Chance gave a groan of approval and stroked her opening with a fingertip. Her cunt clenched violently in anticipation as he slid his finger inside her pussy and began stroking in and out. Each stroke, each hot breath against her cunt brought her closer and closer as the delicious certainty of an orgasm descended on her.

  “Yes! Chance, yes! Don’t stop!”

  Her back bowed off the bed and she held tight to Clayton’s hand as she cried out in her pleasure. Each wave drew a panting cry from her until the climax finally faded, leaving her sated in its wake.

  Gentle fingers brushed stray locks of hair away from her forehead, and she looked up to find Clayton staring down at her with an intense look in his eyes.

  Lydia sat up and said, “I’m sorry, Clayton. I stopped—I left you hanging, didn’t I?” She would’ve reached for his cock to suck on it some more, but he stopped her.

  “No. I was almost to the point of no return with you earlier. I don’t want to be done so fast, Lydi.”

  Clayton nodded at his brother, and Chance kissed his way slowly back up her torso. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he pressed his face and his cheek to her abdomen before loosening his hold and continuing up to her breasts.

  While Chance kissed her, Clayton opened the bottle of lube from the night table that she’d seen there earlier. He spread a bit of it around her pussy then returned with a bit more and played with her clit and slipped his fingers into her, applying some there to ease the way for their cocks.

  Chance loomed over her, kissing her as Clayton continued to play with her pussy until she was once again pulsing with need. Her cunt clenched when Clayton removed his fingers and sat up to dry them on a towel and repositioned himself alongside her with his head resting in his palm.

  Chance settled into the cradle of her pelvis. His body heat radiated into her skin and felt incredibly comforting. She wanted to stay under him for a long time.

  He looked down at her, now braced on his elbows, and asked, “Ready, baby?” His eyes glowed with passion as she nodded. He kissed her as he finally lined his body up with hers, with the head of his cock nudging her drenched and throbbing pussy.

  “I’ll take it slow, baby.”

  Lydia looked up at him, trusting him completely, and brought her knees up to encompass his hips, opening herself for him. She moved under him and moaned when his cock pressed against her clit and slid through all the copious, slick moisture there. She was desperate to have him inside her now.

  “You’re so soft.” His face was the picture of male pleasure as he positioned himself with a shift of his hips and thrust gently against her trembling cunt. She groaned as his cock filled her pussy opening so tightly she felt the sting as she stretched to accommodate him. He shuddered and whispered, “Baby, am I hurting you? You’re so tight. I feel like I must be.”

  “Oh, no. You’re not hurting me. You feel good. You’re just so big.”

  Chance grinned though he had a pained expression on his face and kissed the tip of her nose. “Mmm. Slow and easy, baby. Tell me if you need me to stop.”

  Never going to happen, cowboy. I’ll never want you to stop.

  Telling her body to relax for him, she arched against him and his cock slid in a bit more. Chance continued, sinking a little deeper with each slick motion. He slowed down after he was in a few inches and began moving with shorter strokes. He tilted her pelvis with his hand beneath her until pleasure blossomed inside her in huge, radiating waves with every thrust of his cock.

  “Oh—what? Oh, Chance. That’s so good!”

  “Glad you like it, baby. That’s your G-spot,” Chance murmured before burying his nose in her neck. “You’re so warm and tight.”

  His heat seeped into her body, and she wrapped her arms around him and held on, loving the sensation of his hot, bare cock moving inside her. The tension inside her spiraled higher.

  Chance loved her slow and sweet, the same way he’d wooed her until she couldn’t resist him. His pace never wavered or changed as her pussy trembled around his hard, hot length. She undulated against Chance, seeking to take more of him, but he chuckled and allowed her to take only a little more with each stroke just like he’d said he would.

  Clayton made eye contact with her when she looked over at him, and the love mixed with lust in his gaze set her body on fire. He was enjoying watching them make love judging by the state of his rigid and massive cock. He stroked his length with his callused hand and smiled at her with heated promise in his eyes as he waited his turn to fuck. He wanted her, too, and the thought made spasms of pleasure radiate through her pussy.

  By this point, Chance was giving every inch of his big, hard cock on each slow stroke, and a tidal wave swelled inside of her.

  “Oh, Chance!” The tension built, and she knew it was almost upon her.<
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  “Come, baby. Damn, you feel so good!”

  He panted suddenly, and his cry of unadulterated pleasure as he came was her undoing. She threw back her head and screamed as an orgasm of blistering intensity exploded inside her. Each pulsing wave rushed through her as she held tightly to him and rode the climax until it subsided. Chance’s cock pulsed inside her as he thrust several more times, filling her with his seed. The moment was erotically beautiful as he curled around her and pressed his lips to her throat. A deep shudder passed through him, and he finally stilled his movements.

  As sensation returned to her, she realized that Clayton was holding her right hand and probably had been for a while. She felt him press his lips to her curled-up fingers, and she knew a moment of wonder as she yearned to have him fill her with his cock as well.

  Chance braced himself with his forearms and looked down at her, a look of hazy satisfaction written all over his face.

  “Good, baby?”

  “Oh, so good, handsome. I love you.” She kissed him tenderly and ran her fingers through his hair as he pressed more wet kisses to her throat.

  Chance thrust against her one last time and whispered, “Heaven,” before withdrawing from her pussy.

  Feeling like a seductive vixen, she turned her gaze to his brother. “Ready, cowboy?”

  Chapter Nineteen

  A surprised but pleased look came over Clayton’s face, and he replied, “You’re ready? Do you need to rest?”

  Lydia chuckled, having never felt more alive or ready in her life. Her pussy was already throbbing with renewed desire. “No need for that. I’ll sleep after we’re done.”

  Clayton lifted something from the bedside table and said, “Come here, cowgirl. I’m ready to play if you are.”

  Clayton and Chance helped her to sit up and turn so she faced Clayton, who now lay with his head propped up on her pillow. Clayton squeezed lubricant onto his fingertips and swirled them around his thick cock from the base to the head, growling at the stimulation. His cock was just as formidable as Chance’s and of an identical dark-red-and-purple color. Her pussy pulsed at the thought of him filling her with it now.

  Lydia straddled Clayton’s hips, and he brushed a gentle finger against her cunt. “Are you sore, Lydi?”

  “No. Thank you for using the lube.” Desire made her bold. “I might feel this tomorrow, but tonight I just want you inside me.”

  Chance stroked her back as he took a position beside them, and she lifted up over Clayton. He held his cock steady with one hand and eased her down with the other. He groaned deeply as her pussy slid around the head and she arched her back to take him inside her.

  “Oh, fuck me,” Clayton groaned.

  Chance stroked one of her nipples, causing it to harden instantly, and murmured, “Damn, that’s beautiful.” Her excitement escalated with the knowledge that Chance was just as turned on as Clayton had been by watching her slide down on his brother’s cock.

  Clayton’s eyes rolled as she wiggled on him and more of his cock slid in. She wasn’t used to this position but found that she liked it. She’d had sex mostly in the missionary position and had done doggy-style only once. It was nice to look down into his eyes and watch his expression as she moved on his cock.

  She leaned forward and he opened his lips to suck on her nipple, and she sighed with pleasure as he drew hard from it. The stimulation made her pussy clench, and she arched her back and moved sinuously against him, taking still more.

  “Beautiful. Rear entry with you is going to be such a pleasure,” Chance murmured as he sat up to watch more closely. She braced her hands on Clayton’s chest and sat up again, removing her nipple from Clayton’s eager mouth with a resounding pop. He grinned up at her and guided her hips as she began to move on him. Considering she’d never done it this way before, Lydia felt she did a good job of following her instincts as Clayton arched his back and thrust against her from beneath.

  She heard a light whirring sound and saw the big grin on Clayton’s face a moment before he applied a small, pliable vibrator to her pussy lips. The moment the vibrations reached her clit, her pussy drew tight as a bow string.

  “Oh!” She bit her lip and kept riding him and arched her back so her clit came more fully in contact with the naughty little toy. “Cowboy, that is so nice.”

  Clayton withdrew the vibrator and she moaned in disappointment, but he grinned and replaced it and her pussy convulsed a second time.

  She’d never owned a vibrator before and had only ever pleasured herself with her hands and fingers. This was new and very exciting for her, judging by the copious, slippery juices that enabled him to slide to the hilt inside her.

  Clayton groaned and whispered, “You feel so fucking good, Lydi. I love your soft, little pussy so much. Want it?” he asked, holding up the vibrator which was whirring in his hand. “Want to come with your new toy?”

  “Oh, please, cowboy. I do.” She tilted her head back and began riding him in earnest and felt the orgasm build to the boiling point inside her as he applied the toy to her clit again. “Oh, yes, Clayton! Yes! Don’t stop this time. Please, please!”

  “I won’t, Lydi. I’ll give it to you any way you want it.” His fingers slid through the slick juices of her pussy, and then she panted when his fingers slid over her asshole and stroked her there. “However you want it. Want to feel us both inside you someday, making love to you together?”

  She felt her hair brush against her arched spine as her head fell back and her body went stiff. He pumped his cock into her hard from beneath, and she braced one hand against his chest and the other against his thigh behind her as she howled with joy.

  The pulses of pleasure exploded inside her, and she moved against him wildly chasing every wave of her climax. She went limp and slumped against him as the last pulse died away and yelped in surprise when he rolled them over with his rock-hard cock still deep inside her. Grasping her hips so he didn’t slide out, he pulled his legs under him in a kneeling position.

  She smiled up at him and whispered, “I like this.”

  He surprised her by laughing out loud and said, “Me, too, Lydi. Me, too.” Chance drew close to them once more and bent down to suckle at her nipples as Clayton held her hips and thrust into her. The tingles of her earlier climax returned and she felt as though she were about to have another. He angled her hips, just as Chance had done, and rubbed that lovely spot inside her.

  “Oh, yes, Clayton.”

  “More?” His voice was a deep, sexy growl.

  “Please, more!” she pleaded desperately.

  He took short strokes and rubbed that spot until extreme bliss unfurled inside her and she saw stars. The last straw was the sensation of the vibrator stroking against her nipple as Chance sucked on the other. It surprised her and unleashed the explosion as she clung to Clayton and howled in ecstasy.

  Clayton thrust several more times and curled his body around hers, groaning deeply against her collarbone. “Lydi.” His tone was so vulnerable and heartfelt it brought tears to her eyes as he wrapped his arms around her and moaned. His thrusts gradually ceased, and she noticed he trembled as he held her. They stayed that way until she giggled.

  In a daze, Clayton lifted his head and looked into her eyes. “What’s the matter?”

  Lydia bit her lip. “I’m sorry. I don’t mean to ruin the moment. But the vibrator is stuck in my armpit, and it’s still on.”

  Both men chuckled and Clayton sat up as Chance replied, “Sorry, baby. When Clayton bent over you like that I had to get out of his way.” Clayton smiled at her as he retrieved the vibrator and switched it off.

  Gazing up at Chance, she said, “You did?”

  “Yeah,” Chance said with a nod. “The moment was his and I didn’t want to get in his way. He’d do the same thing for me.”

  “How did you decide that?”

  Chance replied, “We talked about things like this. Taking care of you is what matters most to both of us, so if one of us is
making love to you, the other can participate but does his best to not get in the way. I dropped the vibrator accidentally when you came and it rolled away before I could reach it.”

  Lydia smiled at him and said, “That’s really thoughtful of you. So you…orchestrate things?”

  “Sort of, baby. We mainly are just orbiting around you, if you want the truth. Next time I’ll be careful not to drop it. Sorry about that, Clayton.”

  Clayton shook his head ruefully as he slowly withdrew from her. “No harm done. Are you okay, Lydi?”

  Lydia reclined on the pillow with her men’s help and dragged her fingers through her hair. “I’m…I tingle all over.”

  “Sore?”

  Lydia shook her head. She’d probably feel the activity the following morning, but she didn’t regret a single second of their lovemaking.

  “Roll over and we’ll rub your back, baby,” Chance murmured as he grabbed the covers from the foot of the bed and pulled them up to cover the three of them. Lydia complied and giggled when their rough fingertips inspired a rippling shudder up and down her spine.

  Chance chuckled and said, “Nice, baby. Let’s see if we can make you do that again.”

  Rough fingertips coursed down her spine all the way to the cleft of her ass. She couldn’t help it when her hips flexed involuntarily against his fingers. Yes, she’d definitely let them have whatever they wanted, including that.

  * * * *

  During the night, Chance got up. Returning from the bathroom, he smiled as he stood in Lydia’s bathroom doorway. The moon lit a path across the dark bedroom, casting Lydia’s sleeping form in silvery light and shadows. She lay sleeping just as she had been a few hours earlier, lying on her tummy, her beautiful body still bare. She must have stirred and kicked the covers off because he now had the pleasurable view of her pretty, heart-shaped ass to enjoy. His heart thumped loudly in his chest as he looked at the way Clayton was cuddled up to her in the bed, still asleep. They gravitated to her whether sleeping or awake.