Tom stepped next to them. “Got any earplugs or shooting muffs?” He tugged on his ear in an exaggerated fashion, acting like that one shot had deafened him.
“Shit, yeah. How could I be so careless? Be right back.”
Justin took off at a jog, and Tom took his place behind her. “I bet we can do better.”
So it was a competition now? She could get into that.
Tom pressed his back to hers, his intent to flirt quite obvious.
“Hold the gun like this.” Since he was only five inches taller than she was, he couldn’t look over the top of her head, so he pressed his jaw to the side of her forehead.
She debated just handing him the gun, but where would the fun be in that? His long arms caressed hers as he guided the gun downward toward the target.
“How should I line it up?”
“Use both sights.” He showed her where to look. “Now you squeeze real easy and make sure to hold steady.”
With his guidance, she took a shot. Ping! “I hit it!” She couldn’t help but jump up and down.
Footsteps sounded behind them. “Got the muffs. I see Tom’s a better teacher.”
Was that jealousy in his voice? Couldn’t be. That would mean he really cared. “I’d like to see you guys do any better.”
As hoped, they glanced at each other and nodded. Justin motioned with his gun. “Tom, you take the left three posts, and I’ll take the right three.”
Her evil twin spoke up. “The first to knock off the three cans gets a kiss from me.” Oh, shit. She shouldn’t have said that. What if they purposefully missed so they wouldn’t have to kiss her? Tom might not do that, but what about Justin?
“I’m game,” Justin challenged.
“Me, too.”
She stepped back. “I’ll count to three.” She put on her muffs. This was going to get noisy.
“One, two, three.”
The noise nearly deafened her despite wearing the protection, and the burning stench of gunpowder residue filled her nostrils. She hadn’t been able to distinguish between shots. When she stepped around the men, both were grinning and coming toward her. All six cans were on the ground.
“Okay. I guess it’s a tie. Another round?”
Two sets of focused eyes reached her. Tom cupped her face. “No way. I’m taking my winnings first.”
Instead of the fast peck she expected, he leaned close and hovered, as if he wanted to memorize this moment for a long time. Her heart stilled as all thoughts but him evaporated. Her tongue moistened, as did another part of her body, waiting for the kiss. Slowly he opened his mouth and touched her lips to his, the contact light. Then, as if he’d pulled the trigger, he devoured her mouth. Cold lips, warm tongues, hot breath. Wow.
“Uh-hum.” Justin must not have liked that his deputy was taking so long to claim his prize. “Remember me? I think my cans dropped first.”
She and Tom broke away. What started out as a laugh ended with a giggle fest. Her stomach actually hurt from laughing even though she wasn’t quite sure what was so funny. Perhaps it was a little embarrassment mixed with the joy of knowing both men wanted her.
“Come here. You deserve equal time.” Instead of waiting for his chaste kiss, which was what she was sure she’d get from him, she went on the offensive and planted a good one on him.
She expected him to pull away, but instead he deepened the kiss. His closed eyes gave her the courage to wrap her arms around him. Believe it or not, she could have sworn his cock twitched under his jeans.
“Time!” Now Tom got in the act.
Her pulse accelerated. “Okay, that was fun. Want to try it from farther away?”
Justin caught on first. “We’re here for you. Why don’t you try to shoot yourself?”
“Won’t that hurt?”
He looked blank for a moment before grinning. “You know what I meant.”
Despite her fingers becoming stiff from the cold, she didn’t mind a little frostbite if it meant she could interact with her two men. All three of them got along almost too well. They laughed, they challenged, and then even tossed her in the snow once after she hit three cans in a row.
“Okay, boys. How about something hot to drink? I’m frozen to the bone.”
The image of a roaring fire and having lots of hands rub down her body came to mind.
“You’re on.” Justin turned to Tom. “You pick up the gear and I’ll get the woodstove going.”
She figured she’d help Tom clean up as the invite didn’t seem to include her. Once they collected the cartridge boxes, they, too, went into Justin’s house. She’d never been inside, so she followed Tom. They climbed a few steps to the back entrance, where Justin was making a pot of coffee in the kitchen.
The inside wasn’t toasty warm, but it was a lot better than outside. “It smells divine in here.”
“Take off your coat and relax. Tom, why don’t you show Lydia the den? Get comfortable.”
She liked the idea of comfortable. Images of her being naked with her two hot men came into focus. Though to be honest, how many men liked to share? Snake told her how he’d had two women at once, and she knew of at least two women, each of whom was married to two men. Hmm. Maybe it was more common than she thought. Though in each case, the women had married two brothers instead of two upstanding lawmen.
She settled on the sofa, and Tom planted himself next to her.
A moment later, Justin came in carrying a tray. “Here’s some coffee. I’m thawing some coffee cake.”
She chuckled. “I never took you as the domestic type.”
A dark haze blackened Justin’s face, and Tom shifted in his seat. Oh, shit. Somehow that must have been a taboo subject. She picked up a cup and hid her face in the steam. “Thanks. I’m so cold I might lose a few body parts.”
Probably to diffuse the awkward situation, Tom wrapped an arm around her shoulder. “Can’t have that.”
The warm brew and Tom’s body heat warmed up more than her extremities. So how did a woman get two men in bed?
Chapter Six
As Justin waited for the coffee cake to thaw in the microwave, he called Connie to make sure Pleasure hadn’t erupted during their gun-shooting session. He couldn’t remember when he had so much fun. In Colorado, the slopes were full of vibrant, athletic women. He and Tom both could have had any of them, but none compared to Lydia. Even when Tom found the perfect ski bunny, Justin often found her lacking, and vice versa. Lydia was a good fit. Actually, she might be a great fit if she wanted to have a long-term relationship. He couldn’t put his finger on when he’d made his decision. He just knew he wanted her.
Connie interrupted his thoughts. “No. The phones have been calmer than Palmer’s Lake.”
Which, if he recalled, was frozen over. “Thanks. Ed’s attorney ever show?”
“He’s here with him now.”
“Good. Hold down the fort. Tom and I will be back shortly.” Or not, if he could figure out a way to get the sexy woman naked.
“Will do.”
It might be wrong to take advantage of someone they were protecting, but Lydia was no weak or impressionable woman. She’d been through a lot in her life and seemed quite capable of making her own decisions. He might not have agreed with some of her choices of men in the past, but of late, her focus on what was important seemed to have changed.
His own need to protect kept firing strong whenever he came near her. Hell, anyone willing to spend a few hours learning to shoot was his kind of gal. Not to mention, she seemed to love life.
Inhaling, he brought the warmed cake into the den, along with some napkins and a knife. He sat on the other side of her on the sofa, despite there being two comfortable chairs across from them. He placed the cinnamon cake on the table.
She inhaled deeply. “I’m starving, and this smells so good.”
He handed her the knife. She leaned over and cut up three pieces, handing each of them a slice. Without anyone saying a word, all three devoured the fo
od in minutes. She leaned back, looking happy.
The woodstove had warmed up the place enough for him, but from the way she was rubbing her arms, she was still chilled.
“If your toes are cold, I could warm them up.” He didn’t wait for her response. “Why don’t you take off your boots?” And anything else you might like getting warmed up, both inside and out.
“That sounds wonderful.”
As she unlaced one boot, Justin undid the other. He hoped she couldn’t tell he was a little nervous. He was out of practice seducing a woman, having decided it would be in the best interest of his job to keep his cock in his pants around his constituents. He and Tom had gone to Bozeman a few times and scored, but neither had gotten much satisfaction. They finally decided the lousy sex wasn’t worth the trip. A few months back they’d discussed once that Lydia might be the one for them, only the opportunity had never presented itself for them to test out his theory.
Once her feet were bare, he took one foot in his hand.
Tom switched positions and sat on the wooden coffee table opposite her and picked up the other one. Justin began his slow massage.
“God, that feels good.”
Her groan got his cock hard. If they’d been at the station, he would have grabbed Connie’s hand cream and given her foot a real massage. He dragged a thumb across her big toe. “I like the pink polish. It’s you.”
She wiggled her toes and leaned back, scooting her butt closer to the edge. When Tom pulled her leg closer to him, he almost groaned at the vision of her spread-eagle, naked and begging for both of them.
Dream on.
“My hands are cold. I wonder where I can put them?” She smiled before stuffing them under her armpits. She shifted her hands a moment later. “I need skin-to-skin contact.”
He could think a few places she could put her fingers, but offering his cock right now would be a little too forward. He had to make certain she was interested in having a three-way before he broached that topic. For them, it would have to be a forever kind of thing. His mother running out of his life had really fucked up his head for good.
Lydia then did the unexpected and lifted her top enough to jam her hands under her shirt. The bottom on her lace bra showed, but far be it from him to complain.
He ran his gaze up her body. “If you want us to rub down your legs, you could take off those bulky ski pants. I’m betting you’re getting a little hot,” he said despite her saying she was cold a minute before.
She smiled. “Oh, yeah.” A frown immediately emerged that was quite exaggerated. “But I’m only wearing panties underneath.”
He glanced to Tom, who shrugged. “We won’t tell.”
She lifted her butt and pushed the heavy material over her hips. Both he and Tom did the rest of the work. His pulse had shot up first, followed by his cock. He bet Tom was just as excited at seeing her long, naked legs.
Tom shifted on the hard table. “You know, I think I’d be more comfortable where we can all spread out.”
That’s one thing he liked about his deputy. The man knew when to take the bull by the horns. “The only other big space is my king-size bed. Does that work for you, Lydia?”
She didn’t hesitate. “Sure.”
When he stood, he was sure his erection was obvious, but he didn’t care. She was a smart girl and must’ve known what they both wanted. He prayed her interest was as sincere.
She left her gear behind and followed them down the hall into his bedroom. Good thing he’d made the bed.
Lydia sat on the comforter and scooted to the middle.
“Now where were we?” He grinned and picked up her foot.
With one knee on the bed, he lifted her leg and continued to massage her toes, enjoying the view. He didn’t want to wait too long, as he couldn’t help but imagine what her sweet pussy would taste like. He yearned to run his lips over her folds and play with her cute, little bud.
Too bad he didn’t keep any plugs in his house. Tom could have started the process of stretching out her ass. Maybe it was for the best. Taking it slow would prove to Lydia they wanted her for the long haul.
Lydia closed her eyes and lay back on the bed while Tom ran his hands up and down her legs. Justin must not have been watching, because when he looked up, her top was off and she was in her skimpy underwear.
“You warm enough, honey?” he asked, knowing the bedroom took longer to heat.
She rubbed her arms. “I could use a little man heat.”
He glanced at Tom and lowered his lids, letting his deputy know that he was the boss this time. “I’ll be glad to help you out with that.” Justin debated unzipping his pants to free the beast but decided having her fingers helping him would be more enticing.
Lowering her leg, he slid next to her. She smelled fresh, like the sunshine, and his balls tightened. Two questions rattled in his brain. Would she be faithful and stay by his side? Could she love both of them?
He prayed the answer to both questions was yes.
He picked up her hand and ran his palm up her arm, rubbing briskly to bring down the goose bumps. Once he was convinced her chill had lessened, he slowed his pace to enjoy the texture of her smooth skin. She turned her head toward his face and looked up. He accepted her invitation and captured her lips. He wasn’t demanding, like he desired. This time, he wanted her to lead the way. When she opened her mouth, he groaned.
Out of the corner of his eye, Tom had clasped his fingers on the top of her panties and was dragging them down. Either Lydia wanted them off or she was too turned on by the kiss to care. He thumbed her nipple through the thin material, but he wanted more.
“Lydia.” His voice came out strangled.
She smiled. “Take all that you want.”
Dear God, did she really say that? It was as if Publishers Clearing House had come to his door with a mock-up of that big, fat check and said he’d get millions a year for life. No, this was better.
He lowered the straps on her bra and ran his tongue down the swell of her breast. “You’ve got to help free me.” If someone didn’t, he’d come in his uniform.
She reached down with one hand and somehow managed to unhook and unzip him. He lowered his pants until he realized his dilemma. “Damn boots.”
Both he and Tom got rid of their clothes fast, tossing them everywhere. The only one dressed now was Lydia, in her matching bra and panties that were halfway down her legs.
He finally looked at her naked pussy. “You are magnificent.”
Her eyes shone. “I’m glad you like it.” Her gaze bounced between the two of them. “I think you two are the magnificent ones. Wow. I’ve never seen two big cocks at once before.”
His heart raced. They’d be her first double-team. Making this good for her was a must, no matter how much he wanted to fuck her right now.
While he loved chitchatting, she needed to be naked. He sampled her lips, and his fingers dipped under her bra and pinched her nipples.
“Oh,” she gasped.
He glanced down. Tom was between her legs, lapping up her honey. Once again, he wasn’t sure if she’d reacted to his playful tug or to Tom’s tongue-fucking action, but he wanted to continue his exploration. He couldn’t wait to taste her, but his time would come. Then he’d dive in with his cock.
For now, her beautiful, bountiful tits were all his, as was her luscious mouth. He lowered her bra strap slowly and gazed at the soft curve of her shoulder and the fullness of her breasts. A man could get lost in those tits for days. He refused to be jealous over any other man who’d had her. She’d changed. She was theirs now. All theirs.
Lowering his head, he inhaled her womanly scent. Given the shower at the station had a bottle of herbal bodywash, he knew her scent was a mixture of mint and peaches. His mouth slowly followed the trail between her abundant cleavage. He reached across her and lowered the other strap, making sure to brush against her hardened nipple. Using both hands, he moved the cups down enough to display the fullness of her
breasts, but not enough for her nipples to appear.
“Oh, Tom.”
She grabbed Justin’s shoulder, and her eyes rolled back in her head. No doubt Tom had done some wonderful maneuver on her. Not to be outdone, he dragged his thumbs over her breasts and stopped at her nipples. They were rosy and perky. Yes, she was wiggling with need, but he had needs, too. He latched onto the swollen crest and sucked her hard.
Out of the corner of his eye, Tom was moving upward to mount her. His pleasure trip was done for now.
* * * *
The intensity kept building, and Lydia was having a hard time knowing where to focus. First Tom would touch the little hood covering her clit and send her skyward. Just as waves of carnal lust assaulted her, Justin would caress and suckle her nipple. One went fast and the other slow. The combination nearly sent her over the edge.
She’d never been with two men before. She probably should feel guilty, but she’d dreamt of this moment for so long, she believed it was right.
Justin let go of her nipple, and she opened her eyes.
Tom was between her legs, his huge cock poised above her.
“I want you, darlin’.” He ripped open a condom he’d gotten from somewhere and pulled it on.
His grin made her wetter. “That makes two of us.” Next time, she wanted to do the honors of covering his thick, pulsating cock with the protective latex.
Justin had moved off to the side, so she was able to wrap her arms around Tom and pull him close. She expected him to plunge in. Instead, he dipped the tip in an inch, leaned over, and kissed her ever so softly.
He disengaged.
“What’s wrong?” Had she upset him?
“Absolutely nothing, darlin’. Justin wants to love you, too. Go ahead and kneel with your back to me.”
She wasn’t sure how this was going to work. While she’d fantasized about having sex two at a time, she wasn’t sure she could handle both men right now. Someone had told her that a body shriveled from lack of use. Since they were gentle men, she did as Tom asked. He kissed the nape of her neck and positioned his cock near her pussy.
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