by Leah Brooke
She just hoped that she would never have to point her gun at another human being for as long as she lived.
She didn’t want to think about it, and their constant fussing had begun to get on her nerves. She’d spent most of the day doing what she could to prove to them that she hadn’t fallen apart, and that she wanted her men again.
Teasing them mercilessly had been the only thing she could think of.
Evidently, she’d done a good job.
Wyatt had already begun stripping out of his clothes, his movements hurried and lacking his usual grace as he tossed each item he removed aside.
“I’m not in the mood for romance. I’m in the mood for hot, sweaty sex. I haven’t had you for almost a week, and after falling asleep on us last night, you’ve spent the entire day teasing us and laughing at us. You’re going to pay for that, wife.”
Savannah struggled to hide a smile and started to undress, anxious to climb into the bathtub they’d filled and wash with some of the scented soap Maggie had sent with her to her new home.
“Honestly, Wyatt, I have no idea what you mean.” Tossing her shirt aside, she bit her lip to keep from smiling as Wyatt’s gaze lingered on her bare breasts.
“Yes, you do.” Wearing only his pants, Wyatt strode across the room to her, yanking her clothing off with a haste that had her giggling. His hands roamed over her with an impatience she’d never seen in him before.
“We try to be gentle and understanding, and you start flirting and twitching your ass at us.” His eyes lingered on her breasts, making them swell and ache. When he lifted his gaze to hers, the hunger in his narrowed eyes stole her breath.
Savannah held on to his shoulders as he knelt in front of her to remove her pants, digging her fingers into the hard muscle beneath her hands. Loving the texture and warmth of his bare skin, she let her hands roam, her breath catching as he tossed the last of her clothing aside. A moan escaped at the feel of his hands sliding up her legs, his thumbs brushing the tender skin of her inner thighs.
Throwing her head back, she threaded her fingers through his hair, her stomach muscles quivering beneath his lips.
“I’m all d–dirty and sweaty. Let me take a b–bath. It feels so good when you touch me. You’ve hardly touched me all day.”
Hayes came through the door with yet another bucket of hot water, setting it down by the tub with enough force that water sloshed over the sides.
“Scared to. Probably would have attacked you. Take your bath. Move it.”
Before she could move, Savannah found herself in Wyatt’s arms and plopped into the bathtub full of warm water. With her body already humming with desire, she reached for the soap and a small cloth and watched as Wyatt and Hayes both finished undressing.
She ran the soapy cloth over herself as she admired every inch of skin that came into view. She hadn’t become accustomed to bathing in front of her husbands, but found herself too busy watching them to mind much at all. Keeping her eyes on Hayes as he stripped off his shirt and yanked at the covers to pull them all to the foot of the bed, she lay back in the tub and lifted a leg to wash it.
“You’re imagining things. I never flirt, and I’ve never twitched my bottom at anyone.”
Wyatt paused with his hands at the fastening of his pants, drawing her attention once more to the large bulge just a few inches lower.
“Bullshit. You’ve been twitching that ass at us all day, bending over when you didn’t need to and shaking your hips. Touching us every chance you got.” The indulgence and mischief in his eyes took the sting out of his words.
She wet her hair and started to wash it, her breasts swelling under their combined stares. Pretending she didn’t notice, she scrubbed furiously, knowing full well that her breasts swayed when she did. “You’re my husbands. I’m not allowed to touch you?”
Wyatt’s eyes narrowed. “You’ve been brushing your hands over our arms and chests every chance you get.”
“I told you I was just brushing the dirt off of you.”
“You rubbed up against me while we were standing in line for supper, giving me those damned looks.”
Hiding how much he intimidated her, standing tall and half naked with his hands on his hips, Savannah blinked innocently. Her gaze drifted to Hayes, who shoved his pants down to his ankles and stepped out of them, his movements hurried.
She couldn’t resist watching their strong bodies as they moved. Most of the time, she’d been naked and with their hands on her, and when that happened, she didn’t get a chance to see much of anything.
Not knowing how long she’d have the chance to watch them in action, she wanted to take full advantage of the opportunity.
After rinsing her hair, she settled on one side with her hands at the rim of the tub and her chin resting on them. In this position, she could watch both of them, her stomach tightening as need overtook her. “What looks?”
Hayes lifted his head, narrowing his eyes in that way that always made her clit tingle. “That look. You’ve been giving me that look all day like you want to take a bite out of me. Then, you were brushing against me during supper, fidgeting in your seat and rubbing the side of your breast against my arm. I should have thrown you over my shoulder right then and there and brought you back here.”
Not knowing how long she had before they took over, Savannah leaned back and lifted her legs out of the water to rest on the edge, delighted that both men stopped what they were doing to stare at them. She never would have imagined having this kind of power over two such commanding men, and found she enjoyed playing, something she had little experience with, very much.
Deciding to play a little more, Savannah shrugged and looked away. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Taking the soap, she worked it between her wet hands until they were slippery. Setting the soap aside, she began running her hands over her breasts, but her touch didn’t give her the satisfaction she craved.
Lifting her gaze, she paused with her palms over her nipples, frozen at the looks of hunger on Wyatt’s and Hayes’s faces.
Wyatt’s eyes narrowed dangerously. “That’s it. I can’t take anymore.”
In three strides he reached her, using the cloth to rinse her and lifted her by her upper arms to stand in the tub.
“You’re done.” Running his hands over her, he held her at arm’s length, his eyes taking in her nakedness and making her skin tingle everywhere.
“Damn, you look good naked and wet.” He lifted her out of the tub and set her on her feet on a small piece of cloth on the wooden floor, and wrapped another around her.
“Let me get cleaned up. Dry off for me. Nice and slow so I can watch you.”
She stood frozen, unable to look away from him as he got into the tub, her eyes drawn to his thick cock. Knowing that cock would soon be filling her sent a wave of longing through her that made it difficult to remain on her feet.
Wyatt sank into the tub and reached for the soap, lifting it to his nose and making a face before placing it back on the edge of the tub.
“Hayes, hand me the regular soap. This is Savannah’s.”
Hayes tossed him another soap and wrapped his arms around her from behind.
“It smells good on you.” Cursing, he released her. “I’m too dirty. Hurry up, Wyatt. I want to get my hands on her. After what she’s done to us today, I’m more than just hungry for her. As a matter of fact, I think I’m going to start now.”
She’d started to lean back against him, only to have him set her upright and move around to stand in front of her.
“Stay back. I don’t want you to get dirty.” Hayes held her shoulders to steady her, his eyes hooded as they met hers.
“I like you wet. Everywhere.”
He sighed, rubbing the cloth over her. “But I don’t want you getting chilled. Let’s get you dried off, and then you can spread those thighs for me so I can deal with something else that’s wet.”
She’d hoped that she would be able to get their interest by
teasing them the way she had this afternoon, but she hadn’t counted on their overwhelming responses.
She also hadn’t anticipated the effect teasing them would have on her.
She found herself embracing her femininity in a way that was totally foreign.
And totally irresistible.
She couldn’t wait to explore this feeling further, but for now, she wanted nothing more than to get lost in delicious pleasure.
Her breasts, already sensitive, seemed to swell under the firm hands guiding the rough cloth over them. Her nipples, already beaded and needy, tightened even more under his ministrations, each touch to them sending waves of delight to her slit.
The friction of his slow, circular strokes continued downward, passing over her belly and to her mound and then to her inner thighs, each brush of the cloth heightening her body’s sensitivity until she shook with need.
“You’re trembling. Wait until I get my mouth on you. I’ve been thinking about eating and fucking this pussy all day.”
Shaking harder now, she had to hold on to him, locking her knees against the weakness that settled in her limbs. Her hands slipped from his shoulders as she turned to watch Wyatt, and she grabbed for him again, delighting at the play of muscle under her fingers.
She got her wish to see more of Wyatt when he stood, her mouth watering at the sight of his thick cock jutting out from his body. With Hayes rubbing her dry and Wyatt standing only feet away, naked and soaking wet, Savannah’s lust soared, her juices dampening her thighs as her body prepared for them.
Wyatt stepped out and ran a cloth over his body as if he didn’t care if he dried or not, and started toward her, his thick cock bobbing with every step.
“I’ll finish drying her and getting that ass slick while you wash off.”
Their fascination with her appeared to be just as strong as her own fascination with them. Neither one of them seemed to be able to look away from her for long, their eyes narrowing as they travelled repeatedly up and down her body. They licked their lips, the hard lines of their own bodies seeming more and more tense every minute, and they touched her each time they got close.
Taking the cloth from Hayes as he approached, Wyatt circled her and wrapped it and his arms around her from behind. Bending to touch his lips to her shoulder, he inhaled sharply.
“Are you sure you’re all right?”
In contrast to the hard cock pressing into her back and the huskiness of hunger in his voice, Wyatt held her with such tenderness it brought tears to her eyes.
Letting her love for him shine in them she turned to smile up at him over her shoulder, aware of Hayes’s stillness across the room.
“As long as you and Hayes love me, I’m wonderful.” She started to turn in his arms, but he held firm.
Different, but no less arousing than Hayes’s slow caresses, Wyatt’s firm, demanding ones changed the mood in just seconds.
“In that case, you’re going to be wonderful for the rest of your life.”
The loving tenderness beneath the hard edge of need proved to be an irresistible combination, the affection making the need even stronger.
After Wyatt dried her back, he turned her slightly toward the bed and knelt behind her, pushing her feet apart.
“Bend over and put your hands flat on the bed.”
Shivering at his tone and at the slide of his hands up and down the backs of her thighs, Savannah did as he wanted, shocked at how exposed she felt in this position.
The sensation became even stronger when Wyatt slid his hands to her bottom and parted her cheeks, exposing her bottom hole until she could feel the air move on her there.
Sucking in a breath at the slight sting, she turned her head when the sound of water splashing got her attention.
The water ran in rivulets down Hayes’s hard frame as he stepped from the tub, making her fingers itch to follow them with her hands.
Biting her lip as Wyatt’s tongue traced a pattern over her bottom, she couldn’t take her eyes from Hayes as he raised his arms to push his wet hair back from his face, the muscles in his arms and chest more pronounced at the movement.
Another rush of moisture escaped, her bottom and pussy clenching as Hayes stepped from the tub, her bottom hole tingling at the attention from Wyatt.
The sensation of being so exposed made it harder to concentrate on watching Hayes, especially when Wyatt touched his tongue to her puckered opening, tightening his hands until it stung even more.
She jolted with a squeal, falling to her face on the bed as her arms gave out, the sensation so incredibly alarming and decadent that it completely disarmed her.
Wyatt ran a hand over her bottom, using his thumbs to trace circles over her tight opening.
“Even better. Stay that way. I’ve been thinking about fucking this ass all day. Hayes, she’s real responsive here. She keeps pushing back against me. She’s almost ready. Once I get some salve worked into her and play with her a little, she’ll be begging to have her ass fucked.”
Savannah gasped as his finger slid over the sensitive skin, her hands tightening into fists when he started to put pressure against the ring of muscle.
“Just take me, damn it.” She couldn’t take any more games. “I need you. I don’t want to play anymore.”
Hayes knelt on the bed in front her, reaching under her to cup her breasts.
“After what you did to us today? You’ve got me so wound up, my cock’s ready to explode.”
Taking her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers, he pinched slightly and rolled them, moving closer to kiss the center of her back.
“But I’m going to tease you, lady, as long as I can, to make you suffer some of what you put us through all day.” The tension in his voice made it clear the play couldn’t last for long, and she was determined to make him lose that last bit of control as soon as possible.
Feeling his cock brush against her shoulder, Savannah turned her face toward it and licked it, sucking in another breath when Wyatt nipped the tender flesh between her thigh and buttock. Pleased when Hayes stilled, she licked his cock again.
“I thought you liked it.” Her breath came out in raspy pants, the effort to remain still against Wyatt’s teasing costing her dearly.
Hayes groaned, his hands covering her breasts and massaging them, the muscles in his thighs tightening when she swiped his cock with her tongue.
“I did. You will, too. Wyatt, move her back a little to give me some room. You can work on her ass while I have some fun. I’m going to tease her clit until she’s screaming for mercy.”
Wyatt chuckled. “She’s already soaked. Don’t make her come. I don’t want her to come until I’m in her ass.”
Savannah couldn’t believe how much their talk excited her. She should have already realized from teasing them today that the anticipation excited her almost as much as having them touch her, but she hadn’t known how much it would arouse her to hear them talk to each other about what they planned to do to her.
They handled her with an ease that made her heart race even faster, standing her up briefly to make room for Hayes to sit on the floor and then forcing her to bend over him.
Hayes leaned back against the high bed, holding on to her hips as Wyatt spread her legs again. This position left her pussy and clit brushing Hayes’s mouth and her ass spread wide and exposed to whatever devious plans Wyatt had for it.
Shaking uncontrollably, she fisted her hands in the covers in an effort to brace herself, but Hayes and Wyatt seemed to have no problem supporting her.
Hayes drove her crazy, the quick flicks of his tongue over her clit sending her higher and higher, but not giving her the relief she needed.
His hands held firm, keeping her clit pressed against his mouth no matter how much she squirmed, something she did more and more as Wyatt continued to play with her forbidden opening.
Using one hand to lift and part her buttocks, Wyatt teased her bottom opening with his finger.
“In ju
st a couple of minutes, I’m going to be balls deep inside this tight little ass. Let’s see how much you’re teasing us then.”
Savannah tried to rub her clit against Hayes’s mouth, shaking even harder as the tingling heat started to spread.
“You gonna talk, Sheriff, or are you going to—ah, oh God, more—take me?” She didn’t want to admit her fear of being taken there, especially when Wyatt’s attention awakened her ass and made her crave the need to be filled in her most vulnerable opening.
Hayes chuckled against her clit, sinking his finger all the way into her pussy.
“Like that, do you? Wyatt, hurry up.”
Wyatt groaned, his hands disappearing and leaving her feeling bereft. Just seconds later, she heard the unmistakable sounds of the tin of salve being opened, and a second later, it hit the floor.
“Hold her.”
Savannah bucked as a slick finger pressed hard against her bottom hole and forced the tight ring of muscle to give way as he entered her. Her entire slit burned, from her clit to her ass, each stroke of their fingers and swipe of Hayes’s tongue driving her need even higher.
Moans poured out of her, each one more pitiful and needy than the last as the pleasure mounted. Her clit throbbed so badly it almost hurt, her bottom clenching on the finger Wyatt had speared into her, and the one Hayes moved way too slowly in and out of her pussy.
By keeping her in this position, they controlled just how they could touch her, and she couldn’t do a thing about it.
She loved it.
She reveled in being under their control, especially when she knew that they would never do anything to harm her, and that the slightest word from her would halt everything.
It allowed her to give in to them as she would never have dreamed of giving in, letting her give up some of the control she’d kept such a tight rein on her entire life.
With a hard arm around her belly, Wyatt held her steady, groaning when her knees gave out.
“Now I’m going to use two fingers. I want to stretch you out a little more.”
“Oh, God.”
Anticipation heightened her senses, making every touch more potent and causing her to shake even harder.