Dakota Springs

by Dakota Springs (lit)

  Hayden gripped a nipple, tugging it as he stared down at her. “Send her over.”

  Elizabeth’s breath caught as Chandler closed his lips over her clit, his hands tightening on her thighs, holding her firmly as she bucked against such a raw sensation. Searing ribbons of bliss pulled her body taut, her scream of release muffled by Hayden’s mouth as they drew out her orgasm. Layers upon layers of the most amazing pleasure washed over her until she lay spent and trembling.

  Hayden lifted his head. “Beautiful.” Running a possessive hand over her body, he kept her from closing her thighs as Chandler donned a condom.

  Chandler lifted her ankles again, pushing them back to open her thighs wide. “Damn, if that ain’t sexy as hell.” Poising the blunt tip of his cock at her opening, he slid deep with one smooth stroke, groaning as he filled her. “Damn, you feel incredible.”

  Incredulous that her body came alive again, Elizabeth held onto Hayden, gripping him tighter with each of Chandler’s smooth strokes.

  Chandler leaned over her, hooking her under the knees and holding her wide as he began to thrust harder. “Damn, you feel good. So fucking good.”

  Hayden’s hands slid over her breasts, his jaw clenching as he watched Chandler take her. “Damn, watching her this way is driving me crazy.”

  “Chandler, it feels so good. No, don’t stop.”

  Chandler clenched his jaw, leaning down to kiss her, the move lifting her legs even higher. “Come for me, darlin’.”

  Holding onto him for dear life, Elizabeth thrashed, her hoarse cries getting louder as Chandler began to thrust into her faster. “Chandler, my God!” Her pussy milked him, her inner muscles quivering as he stroked deep. All of a sudden it hit her and she tightened, involuntarily pushing against Chandler’s arms as her body stiffened and bowed.

  Chandler growled his release, throwing his head back, his strength holding her in place and keeping her from straightening her legs. “That’s it, baby. So fucking good.” After several long seconds he released her legs with a groan to gather her close.

  Burying her face against his shoulder, Elizabeth breathed him in, the delicious scent of him helping her to settle. She still trembled, her emotions raging as she held him desperately. God, she needed this. She needed to feel him this way, as close as a man and woman could get.

  She hadn’t realized until this moment how much she’d needed to feel them both here with her, the level of intimacy unequal to anything she’d ever experienced. The love and happiness on their faces as they looked down at her gave her hope for the first time that they could all find happiness together.

  Chandler lifted his head, his eyes hooded as he stared down at her. Sliding his hands under her neck, he tilted her head back to kiss her deeply, his mouth loving hers gently. When he lifted his head again, his eyes shone with tenderness. “I love you so damned much.”

  Elizabeth smiled shakily, still feeling vulnerable. “I love you, too.” The words came out shaky and breathless, not as confident as she felt them. Turning her head, she included Hayden in her smile. “Both of you.” After several minutes of low murmurs and soothing caresses, Elizabeth pushed at Chandler’s shoulder. “Did you even see my nightgown? I bought it to seduce you, and you didn’t give me the chance.”

  Laughing, he dropped another kiss on her lips before rolling off of her. “Next time, baby.”

  Elizabeth smiled seductively as Hayden took his place. “Maybe I’ll seduce you.” With the intention of getting Hayden on his back, she pushed at him.

  Hayden lifted her hands over her head, pressing her into the mattress. “Not this time, Lizzy. I’m too fucking hot for you.”

  Glancing over she saw Chandler head toward the bathroom and took a moment to ogle his gorgeous ass. Lifting her eyes to Hayden, she rubbed her breasts against his chest playfully, inspired by the heat in his hooded gaze. Lifting herself slightly, she nuzzled his jaw. “How hot are you?”

  Narrowing his eyes, he tightened his grip on her hands. “You’re playing with fire, baby.” Releasing her hands, he tangled one hand in her hair to pull her head back while the other went around her to cup her buttocks. Making a space for himself between her thighs, he pressed his cock against her opening. “You’re not ready to play with that kind of fire yet.”

  Pulling his head down, she ran her tongue over his bottom lip before she bit it. “You have no idea what I’m ready for.”

  Hayden’s eyes flared. Lifting himself slightly off of her, he scraped his teeth over a nipple, smiling mischievously when she cried out. “Let’s find out.”

  Elizabeth gasped as he flipped her to her stomach, quickly covering her and pressing her into the mattress. “What are you doing?”

  Hayden slid an arm under her hips as he kissed her shoulder and her neck before nibbling her earlobe. “Trust me.” He moved so fast she didn’t have time to react. Sliding off of her, he lifted her and placed pillows beneath her hips.

  “Hayden?” Not sure what he would do, her voice came out shaky.

  Running a hand over her hip, he bent and kissed the small of her back. “Shh. Trust me.”

  Elizabeth didn’t trust that tone at all and got even more nervous when Chandler came back chuckling. She tried to lift up but Hayden’s hand on her back held her in place as he spread her thighs wider and settled between them. With her bottom in the air, she felt exposed in a way she never had before, especially when she knew both of them were looking at her. She trembled, nervous even through the lust that raged inside her.

  Hayden ran a hand over her bottom. “Do you remember what I did to you?”

  Oh, God. How could she forget? “Hayden—”

  Chandler reclined beside her, running a hand over her hair. “For both of us to take you together, Lizzy, one of us will take your pussy while the other’s in that tight ass.”

  Elizabeth had never heard a more frightening or erotic statement in her life. Shaking, she met Chandler’s eyes, lust and fear combining into something strong, powerful and…decadent. Oh God. Could she do this? What would happen if she couldn’t? “Please. I don’t know if I can.”

  Hayden ran his hands over her bottom and down to her slit. “We won’t do anything you don’t want, baby.” Kissing her back, he slid a finger into her. “We’ll have to stretch you first, honey. Don’t be scared. Neither one of would hurt you for the world.”

  Chandler slid a hand under her to tug lightly at a nipple, grinning when she moaned. “We’re going to make you want it so bad, you’ll beg for it. Christ, I’m getting hard again just thinking about it.”

  Hayden ran his hands over her bottom again, moving them closer and closer to her crease. “You loved it when I pressed a finger inside you. When we stretch you enough to take a cock, you’re going to come harder than ever.” The thick finger stroking her pussy shoved all thoughts of protesting aside.

  Elizabeth squirmed restlessly as his fingers withdrew to move over her clit. Her body, already sensitized, came to life once again. Hearing the rip of foil, she shuddered in anticipation.

  Chandler ran a hand over her hair. “You’re trembling. If you could see the look on Hayden’s face, you’d shake like hell. He looks really hungry.”

  “Oh God.”

  Hayden poised the head of his cock at her opening, holding her hips tightly to control her squirming. He slid into her pussy slightly and froze, tightening his hold as the thick head of his cock stretched her opening. “Jesus.” He groaned as he slid slowly into her, leaning over her and burying his face in her neck. “I don’t know how I lived without you.”

  Chandler held her hands in his as Hayden began stroking, slow, smooth strokes that took her quickly to the edge again. The reality of being touched intimately by both of them at once while their low voices washed over her added yet another layer to the intimacy and erotic atmosphere.

  Three voices whispering endearments. Three voices moaning with pleasure.

  She couldn’t imagine anything more decadent than being surrounded this wa
y by the two men she’d always loved.

  Hayden’s thick cock stretched her, each sure stroke taking her higher, his firm grip on her hips holding her for the best penetration. In this position, his cock went deep, the feeling of vulnerability building inside her stronger than before. She arched her bottom higher as her orgasm loomed close, those warm, delicious tingles waking every nerve ending.

  Hayden stopped moving, holding her in place when she began to struggle in frustration. His voice, sandpaper rough, washed over her. “She’s fucking clenching. Damn it, stay still, Lizzy.”

  Elizabeth couldn’t have stayed still if her life depended on it. So close she could actually feel the warning tingles begin to spread, she tried to rock her hips.

  With a muffled curse, Chandler held her firmly, his lips moving over her shoulder. “Easy, baby. You can’t come until Hayden works a finger into that ass.”

  Groaning, Elizabeth fought his hold. “I want to come. Now. Oh God, I’m so close.” Kicking her feet, she moaned her pleasure as it moved Hayden’s cock inside her. When something cold touched her bottom hole, she froze.

  Hayden pushed against her vulnerable opening, the lube easing his way as he slowly pushed his thumb into her, his hand splayed over her bottom.

  A whimpered cry escaped before she could prevent it. The pinch of his invasion quickly gave way to the burn and forbidden sensation of having her anus breached. The cold lube and the intimate burn made her lose all control. Her body took over, pushing back against him, demanding satisfaction as her orgasm rapidly approached. She was already on the edge, and it only took a few of Hayden’s deep thrusts for her to go over.

  Her cries drowned out whatever Chandler said. Only Hayden’s deep groan of completion cut through the fog as she spread her thighs wider, arching into him even more. She came hard. Waves of release burned her pussy and anus and spread throughout her body, forcing her to clamp down on Hayden’s dual invasion.

  She arched, whimpering as Chandler touched her nipples again. The thumb in her bottom moved, sending her over again, the long swell of pleasure leaving her limp and breathless.

  Collapsing on the bed, it registered that her hands hurt, forcing her to loosen her grip on the covers she hadn’t known she’d been holding on to. Feeling hands move over her hair, she opened her eyes to find Chandler watching her, an indulgent smile curving his lips.

  Smiling down at her, he smoothed a hand down her back. “I love watching you come.”

  Now that she’d settled some, she started to feel a little self-conscious about the thumb Hayden moved in her anus. Shivering, she moaned, burying her face in the covers.

  Hayden chuckled. “You come hard when you have your ass filled. Once we get you loosened up a little, I think we can do better, don’t you, Chandler?”

  Chandler laughed, turning her to face him. “We’ll just have to keep opening up her ass until she’s ready.”

  When she groaned, Hayden took pity on her and withdrew from both openings, patting her bottom before covering her body with his. He nuzzled her neck and bit gently. “Let’s get you cleaned up. Martha left us some snacks. You’re going to need your energy when Chandler and I switch places and do this all over again.”

  Chapter Eight

  Elizabeth kissed Angie’s head, tucking the light blanket around her shoulders against the chill of the air-conditioning. Sound asleep on the sofa in Hayden and Chandler’s office, her daughter did indeed look like an angel.

  With a last look at her, Elizabeth started for the kitchen. She smiled at Martha, who looked up from her meatloaf. “Martha, I hate to ask this, but I have to run to the post office, and Angie’s asleep. Would you mind watching out for her until I get back? I should be back before she wakes up.”

  Martha smiled. “Absolutely. As soon as she wakes up, we’re going to make cupcakes anyway. Go. Do what you need to do. There’s no hurry.”

  Smiling her thanks, she gathered her things and headed out, wanting to be back before Angie woke up. Pulling up to the post office, she got out, turning to wave at one of the ranch hands who’d just come out of the feed store.

  The other man, she couldn’t remember his name, looked surprised to see her and hurriedly looked away. Shrugging it off, she rushed into the post office. It took her longer than she’d meant it to because she’d been stopped by several people welcoming her home and congratulating her on her marriage. No one seemed the least bit surprised that she now lived with two men, but it still made her a little uncomfortable to openly talk about it.

  But she wouldn’t have changed the way she lived for the world.

  Smiling to herself, she walked back out to Hayden’s truck. She really needed to get her own car, but that would have to wait. She came to a halt on the sidewalk, groaning when she saw that she had a flat tire.

  Damn, had she run over a nail?

  She pulled out her cell phone and paused. She didn’t even want to begin trying to change the tire on Hayden’s monstrosity. Hayden and Chandler were out and Martha was busy cooking and watching Angie.

  She called her father.

  Once she’d explained the situation to him, she saw the ranch hand she’d seen earlier stop his truck behind Hayden’s. “Dad, never mind. One of the ranch hands is here. I’ll talk to you later.” Disconnecting, she dropped the phone in her purse and walked toward him. “Hi. I’m so glad to see you. Do you think you could give me a ride back to the ranch?”

  He smiled nervously. “Sure. Hop in.”

  Knowing he had to be a little anxious at having his bosses’ new wife riding with him, she smiled warmly as she got into the passenger’s seat. “I appreciate this so much. I want to get back home to my daughter.”

  He nodded, looking straight ahead as he started to drive. “So your daughter’s at the ranch?”

  “Yes. She was sleeping, so Martha’s watching her.”

  “It’s a shame you don’t have her with you.”

  A little confused by his tone, she turned to look at him when she saw movement in her peripheral vision. She started to turn just as a hand came around, holding a cloth to her face.

  “You dumb son of a bitch! Couldn’t you have just kept your mouth closed? Where’s the envelope, bitch?”

  She struggled, trying to push the other man’s hand away, looking toward the ranch hand in fear and confusion as he grabbed her hand.

  Why didn’t he help her?

  Her vision started to blur and her struggles became weaker. The last thing she saw was the apology in his eyes before everything went black.

  * * * *

  Hayden walked into the kitchen to the smell of cake and Angie’s laughter.

  “Do you think Mr. Hayden and Mr. Chandler will like ’em?”

  Martha laughed softly. “Of course they will. All cupcakes should have chocolate chip smiley faces.”

  Hayden looked over his shoulder, grinning at his brother. “It looks like we’re having cupcakes for dessert.”

  Chandler grinned back. “Later on I’m having Lizzy for dessert.”

  Hayden shook his head. “Nope. My turn.” Walking into the kitchen, he came to a halt when Angie’s smile fell. Shooting a look at Chandler, he knelt next to her. “What’s the matter, sweetheart?”

  Angie’s bottom lip quivered. “I want my mommy.”

  Hayden picked her up, loving the way she wrapped her arms around his neck. “Well, let’s go find her.”

  The look on Martha’s face made him pause. “What is it?”

  Chandler held out his arms for Angie. “Come here, angel. I want a kiss.”

  “Did you see the cupcakes I maded for you?”

  Worry darkened Chandler’s eyes as he cradled Angie against him. “They’re beautiful.”

  Hayden moved closer to Martha, leading her away from Chandler and Angie. “What is it?”

  Martha wrung her hands. “Mrs. Scott left to go to the post office. She said she wanted to get back before Angie woke up. That was over two hours ago.”

  Lookin
g up at Chandler, he saw the same fear in his eyes that knotted his own stomach. He started back for his boots, whipping out his cell phone just as the doorbell rang. Changing direction, he went back through the kitchen as Chandler said something to Martha under his breath and set Angie back on her feet.

  Hayden didn’t wait for him, racing down the hall to the front door and flinging it open.

  Jeb Reed stood on the front porch. “Hey, Hayden. How are you? I brought your truck so you didn’t have to run to town for it.”

  Paula Reed pushed him aside as Angie came running out. “There’s my baby.”

  “Grandma!”

  The knot in Hayden’s stomach tightened. Something must have shown on his face because Jeb frowned at him and started to say something but Hayden shook his head. “Paula, why don’t you take Angie out to the kitchen? Angie, show grandma the cupcakes you and Martha made.”

  Trying to smile reassuringly at Paula’s worried frown, Hayden led Jeb into their study.

  Chandler closed the door behind them. “What the hell’s going on?”

  Hayden’s hand shook as he dialed Lizzy’s cell phone number.

  Jeb looked back and forth between them. “Where’s Elizabeth?”

  Hayden’s fear grew with every unanswered ring of the phone. “Martha said Lizzy went to the post office.” Another ring. “That was over two hours ago.” Another ring. “What the hell happened with the truck?”

  Jeb’s face paled. “She called me. When she came out of the post office she had a flat tire. She called me to come fix it for her. She saw one of your ranch hands and said forget it. She was going to get a ride with him and tell you two about the truck when you came in.”

  Hayden cursed when Elizabeth’s phone went to voice mail. He hung up and immediately punched the number in again. “We just got in. Martha said she hasn’t come home.”