Bound by an Angel

by Mackenzie McKade

  Both were handsome, broad-chested and had defined arms cut with muscle, Ty being the larger of the two. But Clancy’s darker looks, his deep, rich olive skin, and the way his jet-black hair shined silver-blue in the sun, were more what attracted Tess. From the moment she had set eyes on this man there was something about him that just did it for her.

  “Now you.” Clancy broke into her wanderings.

  Without a second thought, she shrugged her shoulder and let the bra drop to the floor.

  “Damn, Wiseman. Where did you find this goddess? She even has a four-pac abdomen.” Ty stated, but he wasn’t looking at the abdomen that hours working out in their home gym had developed. The man’s heated stare was on her breasts. She’d have to remember to call Dr. Watts and thank him for the small D implants.

  “I guess you could say she stumbled over me.”

  Tess met the amusement shining in Clancy’s eyes and they both laughed. Yes. She had literally fallen over him that night, but more so than she would ever let on to. Tonight was a one-shot event. Tomorrow she would refocus on what she needed to accomplish, but for now all she planned to do was enjoy the moment—the men, especially the cowboy next door.

  Clancy didn’t think it possible he could get any harder, but he did. Her firm, full breasts demanded he put his face between those beautiful full globes, inhale her feminine essence, and just savor the feel of them against his skin. Instead, he silently cursed, struggling to keep his raging hormones in balance. Tightness in his chest and pressure in his head were building, along with a sense of anticipation and anxiety. There was something about this woman that threw him off his game. He had to get his shit together.

  “Well, boys. How about removing those belt buckles.”

  The sensual slide of her voice over his heated skin set his pulse racing. “You first, darlin’.” Where he found the strength to dismiss her sexy request he didn’t know.

  She cocked an elegant brow, eyeing him with interest. This was a woman who was used to getting what she wanted when she wanted. Still she reached for the button of her pants, plucking it free before pausing. Slowly she dragged her zipper down, and Clancy could have sworn he felt the whisper of metal against metal run down his spine.

  Was she wearing a thong like she had earlier in the week when he caught her slipping out of her muddy clothes on the back porch of her home?

  When she tucked her thumbs into her jeans, dragging them and her panties past her rounded hips, Ty hissed, “Sweet Jesus.”

  Like Clancy, Ty must have forgotten to breathe when she stood before them stark-ass naked, because he gasped on his next inhale. The woman was a real blonde judging by the light curls between her thighs.

  Her body was a perfect hourglass of curves. But it was the confidence in her sexuality as she approached them that made it feel like fire raced through his veins. A toothache of a throb pounded in his groin. His palms grew clammy and his pulse beat a staccato.

  At that moment he needed this woman more than he needed air. Needed to feel her skin against his, her heart next to his, and her voice whispering she wanted him.

  To his surprise, she walked right up to him, her arms going around his neck as her cool flesh met his. As she moved against him, her nipples rubbed erotically over his chest, making his cock swell even more. All his senses began to intensify, sharpen on her.

  “Damn, darlin’,” was all he could say. Her uninhibited nature intrigued him. How far would she take their lovin’? Would she be up for a little bondage—a little pain?

  “Let’s play.” Ty bent his head and nuzzled his lips down the satiny hollow of her neck.

  Her eyes dilated, interest sparking. “Play?” When their gazes met, a feeling of weightlessness came over him, as if he were growing smaller, moving toward those beautiful pools, and he hadn’t taken a step.

  He shook his head, attempting to regain his composure.

  “Not this time.” It was too soon. Clancy didn’t want to scare her, and there was his growing need for her. He wasn’t sure how long he’d last. Just looking at her cheeks, he could feel them against his fingers. Feel her lips pressed against his. Shit. If he didn’t feel her warm haven surrounding him soon, he might just embarrass himself. Something that had never happened before, but then again, he’d never been with a woman who aroused him to such heights.

  Again, she raised an inquisitive brow.

  He smoothed a hand up her waist until he held her breast in his palm. “I need to taste you.” Pinching the bud, he rolled the taut peak between his fingers. Then he leaned down and latched on.

  When his teeth scraped the tender flesh, she tossed back her head, her mouth parting on a cry only to have Ty capture the wispy utterance with a passionate kiss, one that made Clancy’s skin draw tight and uncomfortable.

  If he didn’t know better he’d think he was jealous, but how could he be? He barely knew this woman. Still he wanted to rip her away from the man. The irrational thought fled his mind when he slipped a hand between her thighs, stroked the soft folds of her pussy, before separating the swollen lips and dipping inside.

  Ty swallowed another of her cries.

  Damn. She was hot, wet and aroused.

  Three conditions in a woman that literally made Clancy sing with male satisfaction. As he plunged his middle finger in and out of her heat, his thumb grazed over her clit and began a slow, circular motion. Undulating her hips, she eagerly met each of his thrusts.

  “Now—” Her husky voice broke on a breath. “Fuck me, now.”

  “Well, partner, whad’ya think?” Ty asked.

  “I’m not through sampling what you have to offer.” Removing his finger from within her, Clancy dropped to his knees, wedging both hands between her legs to drive them farther apart. Then he lowered his head, inhaled her musky scent, before placing a kiss at the heartbeat of her pulse.

  “Clancy!” Her knees buckled, but Ty held her upright.

  “Mmmm.” Clancy blew warm air over her moist flesh and she gasped.

  Dragging his tongue along her labia, he felt tiny bumps of hair follicles. His cock twitched angrily against his jeans. The material was too confining and unyielding. Reaching for his zipper, he eased it down. Immediately, his cock pushed beyond the folds.

  Long, slow licks across her velvety surface once more elicited another moan from Tess that slid over his flesh like silk. Without another thought he stabbed his tongue deep into her pussy. Soft skin like taffy folding around him, her inner muscles tightened, drawing him deeper. With each penetrating swipe her light, sweet taste went crazy against his tongue.

  Tess’s legs began to quiver beneath his palms. She bent her knees, opening herself even more as the shaking intensified. Pressure built, her inner walls contracted in small, jerky motions, discharging a thinner, sweeter fluid that exploded into his mouth.

  “Oh God!” she yelped.

  Clancy moaned deep into her pussy, sucking and drinking of her essence. He shook his head rapidly as he devoured her. Her scent all over him was provocative and downright hot. With his hands, he cupped her ass, held her immobile as he lapped at her folds, stabbing his tongue inside her again and again. But her thrashing made it difficult to continue. Still an omnipotent rush of power and dominance surged through his veins with the knowledge he had brought her to orgasm so quickly.

  When he looked up it was to find her eyes closed and an expression of ecstasy softening her features. As he expected, beneath the proper veneer of a schoolteacher lay a firecracker of a woman.

  He got to his feet as Tess’s eyelids fluttered opened. Her nose wrinkled as she smiled. “I needed that,” she literally purred.

  When she reached out to him, fingers circling his biceps, and pulled him forward into her embrace, his heart was pounding so hard he feared it would explode. Her touch was enough to overwhelm his senses, but then their mouths came together in a heated frenzy. She moaned and he lost himself in her arms. Like a parched man, he greedily drank from her lips. Only when Ty cleared his
throat did they part.

  Clancy and Tess glanced the man’s way and burst into laughter. The dumbass cowboy was stark naked except for his Stetson, boots and a big country grin. He’d even donned a condom on his very erect cock.

  Wagging his eyebrows playfully, he approached them. “Let’s get this rodeo rocking.”

  As Ty grabbed Tess’s hand, the last thing Clancy wanted was to let this beautiful woman go, but he had to. She didn’t belong to him and she never would. Whatever silly infatuation he had about her was better left unspoken, because Tess deserved more than a broken man. A wave of melancholy swept over him. He dropped his arms from around her waist and took a step backward, turning away.

  Dammit. He had to start thinking of her like every other woman in his life. No ties. No commitments. Just sex. With that thought in his mind he started toeing off his boots. Next he shunned his jeans and skivvies. When he pivoted back around, Ty and Tess were nowhere to be seen.

  Laughter spilled down the hall. After rolling his head from side to side, muscles and tendons cracking, he followed the sound that led to his bedroom.

  As he pushed the door open and stepped inside, his heart did a flip-flop. Tess lay atop his large knotty-pine bed, her blonde hair a halo surrounding perfect, porcelain features against his pillow. Tomorrow her scent would be all over where he laid his head.

  She smiled up at him in such a sexy, sensual manner, something clicked inside him. He damn near melted where he stood. Naked and aroused, she appeared exactly how he had imagined her night after night, staring up at him with lustful eyes for only him. The mirage disintegrated in a puff of smoke when Ty crawled upon the bed next to Tess.

  Clancy turned away before he even realized what he was doing. Heat raced up his neck, singeing his ears before it spread fast and furious across his cheeks. Irrational jealousy spilled red-hot through his veins.

  Dammit. This was turning out harder than he imagined.

  Clancy had never thought twice about sharing a woman. He wouldn’t start now. His mind was in the right place, but not his consciousness. In an attempt to gather his composure, he strolled over to the flagstone fireplace and picked up a poker, stabbing the cold embers like they were his enemy. When he discovered what he was doing, he leaned over to retrieve a log.

  “Cowboy?” Tess chuckled. “I’d rather you start a fire over here than there.”

  As he straightened up, Clancy fisted his hands, and then he flexed them, trying to relax. When he felt more himself, he slowly faced her. “So, darlin’…” He took a step toward her, forcing a smile he didn’t feel. “Just how do you plan to ride these two ’ol cowboys?”

  Her eyes widened, and for the first time since the three of them had come together he saw her confidence slip. “I…well…” Her brows furrowed.

  “Come here, baby.” Ty pulled her into his arms. “I think there’s too much talking goin’ on.” He pressed his mouth to hers, while he shot Clancy a what-the-hell-are-you-thinking expression.

  That was the problem. Clancy was thinking about Tess, about the three of them, way too much. He didn’t want to share her, but even as the thought entered his mind, his gaze went to the pair, their lips locked together in a passionate kiss.

  Damned, if his cock didn’t tighten.

  “Well fuck,” he silently cursed, before reaching into one of the nightstands next to his bed and retrieving a condom.

  Chapter Nine

  Even as Ty feverishly kissed her, Tess couldn’t help wondering what had happened between the living room and the bedroom. Clancy had given her the best orgasm she had ever experienced, and then he turned cold. Yes. Ty had dragged her away from Clancy as he was undressing, but that shouldn’t have—

  She gasped, breaking their caress.

  Just the sensation of Clancy’s warm body brushing against her back set her pulse racing. Then he melded their bodies together as if they were two pieces of a puzzle fitting perfectly together. Tess couldn’t help it. She glanced over her shoulder, meeting the most intense stare she had ever witnessed.

  “Kiss me,” he demanded. The first time he had showed any dominating qualities. Tess had to admit she was enjoying this side of him.

  Splaying his strong fingers over her cheeks, holding her to do his bidding, he drew her nearer. In the process she eased upon her back. Halfway draping himself across her, his weight pushed her into the softness of the mattress. His body, skin to skin, felt so good she circled his neck and stretched to eagerly meet him. When their lips touched in a gentle, soulful caress, a shiver slid up her spine. No one had ever kissed her like this.

  She wanted this man.

  Somewhere between her tears and fears, the strength this man lent had her throwing caution to the wind. Tomorrow she would have to recoup some of her better judgment, but not tonight—not right now. She caught the scent of sandalwood before her, mixing with a hint of citrus aftershave behind her.

  Slanting his head, Clancy pushed beyond her lips to deepen the kiss. As his tongue slid along hers, she tasted herself. His essence blending with hers had a heady flavor, one that heated her blood, and one she could get used to if she wasn’t careful.

  When their lips parted, a wimpy, bereft sound escaped. She should have been embarrassed, but she needed—hungered for—this cowboy. Later she could think of how to put things to right.

  “More.” She arched into him, loving the erotic abrasion of her nipples against his lightly matted chest.

  He ground his teeth together, making a scraping noise. Like fingernails against a chalkboard she felt the harsh sound across her skin as goose bumps rose. For a second she thought his frown meant she’d done something wrong. Doubt flew out the window when his mouth angled over hers once more, but this time there was no gentleness, no tenderness, only a ravenous hunger that matched her own.

  When and how it happened, she had no idea. But he was atop her, his hips between her thighs. With one thrust he penetrated her so deep that it robbed her of breath. One after another, he slammed into her relentlessly, each stroke setting her on fire. With their mouths still locked together, her mind started to spin as she found herself rolling, only stopping when she was situated atop him.

  “Oh God!” The exclamation burst from her lips in a single breath.

  He was so deep inside her the crown of his erection struck the back of her pussy. While her heart pounded out of control, he fucked her hard and fast, feasting on her mouth to turn her inside out. Her skin felt too tight, too sensitive. Every nerve ending threatened to explode.

  A squeal of surprise erupted from her as a cold substance spread over her anus. Oh Lord. She’d completely forgotten Ty was in the room with them. But he was definitely making his presence known as well as his intentions.

  Tess tensed, gasping for air. She’d taken it in the backdoor, but never while another man lay beneath her, filling her sex so sweetly as he mated with her mouth.

  “Relax, darlin’. Breathe,” Clancy coaxed, slowing his thrusts. He took her bottom lip between his teeth and pulled, forcing her attention before he released his hold. “You’ll enjoy this. I promise.” He smoothed his callused palms over the cheeks of her ass. “Just focus on me. How my dick fits perfectly inside you.” He gripped her rounded globes, easing them apart, making Tess feel exposed and excited.

  Then Ty slipped a finger inside.

  She groaned, low and long. The sensation of having two men fill her sent chills across her skin.

  Clancy raised his hips, meeting the rhythm of Ty’s digit. “It’s like you were made for me—” He hesitated before adding, “Us.”

  “Tight,” Ty’s sandpapery voice growled. Another finger joined the party. He scissored them, stretching and preparing her for something bigger. “You should have seen her come earlier, Wiseman. Damn. She was beautiful.” He sucked in a taut breath. “Can’t wait any longer.”

  The mattress sank as he crawled between both her and Clancy’s legs. When Tess felt the nudge of Ty’s cock against her anus, she couldn’
t help it—she tensed again.

  “Easy, darlin’. Look at me. Tess. Look. At. Me,” Clancy repeated firmly. Their eyes met. “Now breathe, baby.” He inhaled.

  She mimicked him, but her arms shook with the energy it took to hold herself above him. When Ty inched farther in, a burning pain erupted at her entrance. She made a sound between a cry and a groan.

  “Kiss me,” Clancy demanded, again. “Now.”

  As their mouths touched, Ty eased forward, stretching her wider, carefully pushing deeper. She closed her eyes, trying to block out the discomfort.

  “Look at me,” Clancy insisted.

  Lucky for her Ty breached the second ring of muscles and her eyelids literally flew open, meeting Clancy’s intense stare.

  “It’s over, darlin’.” He quietly soothed her. Pressing his lips to hers, he murmured, “It’s over. You did great.” He planted several light kisses to each corner of her mouth.

  “Damn, Clancy.” Ty’s strained voice whispered against her ear. “She’s so tight. So fuckin’ hot.” His broad chest lay flat against her back, his hips against her ass, sandwiching her between the two of them.

  Heavy breathing filled the room, including hers.

  It seemed like forever before Ty moved. His strong hands gripped her hips, as he withdrew almost completely out of her body, before he eased back in. Each exquisite stroke was meant to satisfy him as well as her. Their voices joined in a series of moans.

  Then Clancy shifted, his hips rising to match Ty’s rhythm.

  Oh God. Tess knew she’d died and gone to heaven. She didn’t have to do anything, just relax and enjoy.

  Closing her eyes, she savored their slick bodies gliding in unison. But her repose lasted only a minute. Two cocks pumping in and out began to push her entire system into overload. Thoughts became jumbled. Her body felt as if it were going up in flames. She shook, unable to control what was happening to her, and then she was falling, helplessly falling into the dark abyss.

  Stars burst behind her eyelids. The muscles in her belly clenched. Tingles became unyielding contractions that unmercifully squeezed harder and harder until she couldn’t breathe, didn’t try.