by SJD Peterson
A tremor shot through her body at his threat. Did Trevor mean it? Would he really punish her? The thought frightened and excited her at the same time.
“Consequences?” For a split second, she thought about disobeying him just to find out what kind of punishment the man would dish out, but thought better of it in the next second and kept her eyes closed.
“Do not talk, move, or open your eyes. Just clear your mind of everything but what Kegan and I are doing to you.”
Her arms were pulled away from her body and within minutes she was bound to the bed. This was a test, giving them complete control of her body, the ultimate trust. Could she do it?
Light touches flicked down her body and she wanted to squirm, but she clamped down on the urge. She would at least try to trust them. Her heart sped as strong hands drew her legs apart and her ankles were bound. She was now at their mercy. Panic started to overwhelm her and it was a struggle, but after several deep breaths, she was able to keep it from overwhelming her. It didn’t help much against the adrenaline that rushed through her veins, but at least the excitement and anticipation fought a good battle against the panic. Something cold touched her belly and she jumped.
“No moving,” Trevor reminded her.
“Shit, that’s cold.”
Teeth clamped down on her bottom lip, and the sparks of pain caused her to yelp.
“What the—?”
“I told you, no talking,” Trevor said against her mouth before he licked at her abused bottom lip.
Charlie forced herself to clamp her mouth shut. She gritted her teeth as the cold moved up each side of her body to her nipples. Heat… Melting… Cold droplets of water ran down her breasts. Ice.
She stifled a moan as the ice circled her nipples. They swelled painfully hard and she was unable to hold back the sounds as warm mouths heated her skin, followed by a stream of cool air blown across her nipples. When ice-filled mouths sucked hard on each of her nipples, the sensation of warm tongues, hot breaths and cold ice caused her to tremble uncontrollably. She squeezed her eyes shut as she tried to obey their commands, but it was difficult.
Kegan’s scent surrounded her as warm lips brushed gently against hers. “Good girl.”
She pulled at the bindings, felt the bite of leather into her wrists as she tried to follow his lips as he pulled away. She eased back, forced herself to lie still, but the anticipation and arousal had her fighting against her desire to obey.
A moment of unease struck her when the bed dipped then bounced as she felt them both leave the bed. She wanted to open her eyes and demand to know where they were going. They wouldn’t actually leave her here tied to the bed, would they? She strained to understand the whispered conversation between them but couldn’t make out what they were saying.
She heard drawers open and close, heard the shoveling of fabric and their murmured voices. Knowing they were still in the room burned off the unease, anticipation building as rapidly as the arousal. Just the slightest touch would send her over the edge. A grin spread across her face when the bed dipped again as they rejoined her. She jerked when something cool and wet landed on the skin between her breasts, then moaned when warm hands spread it in to her flesh. Thick thighs straddled her chest as knees pushed up against her armpits and large hands pushed her breasts together.
“I’ve dreamed of fucking these gorgeous tits,” Trevor groaned at the same time he pushed his hard shaft through the valley between her breasts.
He thrust slowly. His male scent teased her senses as heat radiated from his cock and pushed between her breasts, coming close to her parted lips. She had the overwhelming urge to open her mouth wide and lick at him with each thrust. Thankfully, Trevor seemed to sense what she needed.
“Lean up and open your mouth. I want to watch those pretty lips of yours wrapped around me.”
Charlie did as he’d commanded and groaned as the head passed her lips and moved onto her tongue, his flavor filling her mouth with the hint of berry from the gel. Her hips began to move involuntarily with the slow steady thrusts of his hips to match his rhythm. She gasped and her eyes snapped open when Trevor rose up onto his knees and pushed farther into her mouth at the same time as two thick fingers penetrated her pussy.
Trevor loomed over her with a knowing smirk on his face, as if he had known she wouldn’t have been able to keep her eyes shut or her body still at the onslaught of pleasure they were assaulting her body with.
Trevor softly ran his finger across her cheek as he moved in and out of her mouth. “I should spank that sweet little ass of yours for disobeying me, but”—he slid in and out of her mouth a couple times—“this feels too fucking good to stop.”
Charlie hummed her agreement around Trevor’s shaft, her arousal growing, partly from the image of him actually spanking her and a whole lot more from Kegan’s engorged head as it rubbed against her swollen clit. It felt so incredible but not nearly enough—far, far from enough.
She arched her hips, begging for more with her body as the tingling and heat in her groin intensified. Kegan seemed only too happy to comply and she heard a long groan escape his lips as he pushed deep, filling her to the hilt in one long, slow stroke. Trevor’s cock pulsed on her tongue and he lost his rhythm. His movements became jerky and clumsy.
“Shit! You’re ruining me… I’m gonna…”
His words died away and turned into a nearly animalistic howl as the first hot burst filled her mouth. Charlie lapped at him, sucked harder until his entire body shuddered. She eased her mouth, gently licked at the sensitive head and savored every drop until he softened against her tongue.
Trevor slipped from her mouth and she instantly missed his warmth when he rolled off her, but then he was taking her mouth in a hard, devouring kiss, fanning the flames deep within her. Charlie gave back as good as she got, shared his taste with him. She moaned into Trevor’s mouth as Kegan picked up the pace, thrusting into her harder and faster.
Trevor ended the kiss, leaning his cheek against hers as they both stared up at Kegan, the muscles of his arms and chest quaking with the effort it took to keep up the brutal pace.
He was so powerful, so gorgeous, and the way he moved inside her, stretched her, caused Charlie’s entire body to tremble. Close, she was so fucking close, but she held back, not wanting the moment to end. Yet Trevor had other plans—he surged up and licked a path from Kegan’s stomach to his neck, and when he took Kegan’s mouth in a hard kiss, she exploded. The walls of her sex contracted around Kegan as she cried out her release, and he froze, his muscles tense. Trevor ended the kiss, sitting back on his heels with a satisfied look on his face, and Kegan’s head fell back seconds before he filled her with blistering heat.
Spent, Kegan collapsed on top of her, his big head nuzzling into her sweat and lube-covered chest. Trevor eased down next to her and draped his arm over Kegan, holding him and Charlie. The three of them lay there, each trying to catch their breaths.
Charlie couldn’t ever remember feeling more satisfied in her entire life, nor had she ever seen anything as hot as Trevor kissing Kegan. It was something she couldn’t wait to witness again, but for now, she wanted to simply lie there in her lovers’ warm embrace. Unfortunately, there was a ranch to run and horses to tend to, not to mention the stacks of paperwork she had fallen behind on.
Damn insatiable men were going to kill her. Well, at least make it a tad bit uncomfortable to walk or ride. A smile curved her lips at the thought of how a few sore muscles or a hitch in her giddy-up was so worth it. She’d gladly endure it all for another go at them or to watch them go at each other.
Mmm, the things those boys did to her body. What they could do to each other’s powerful body…
Charlie shuddered.
Chapter Sixteen
“Ow! Ow.” Charlie groaned as the muscles in her fingers knotted into one hell of a cramp. She rubbed at the soreness, wincing until the muscle finally eased. She glared at the stacks of paperwork sitting in front of her and sw
ore they laughed and mocked her.
Kegan and Trevor didn’t give her much time to do a lot of studying—or working, for that matter. At the rate she was going, she would have to work another four years before she could get everything completed. Her work at the ranch, rotating between Equine Medicine, Equine Surgery, and her elective blocks was more than she thought she could handle.
Add in the fact that she now had two very demanding and persuasive men vying for her time, and she didn’t know whether she was coming or going half of the time. Not that she complained much. Hell, not at all. The pace might be exhausting, some days painfully so, but giving up her career or either of the men in her life wasn’t an option. She wanted it all and was willing to work for it. The rewards were oh so wonderful. A pleasing tickle ran down her spine at the thought.
A door slammed, rattling the walls and causing her to jump. She nearly knocked her coffee on her laptop but thankfully grabbed it at the last second. She looked up to see Kegan stomp through the kitchen, a scowl on his face. He didn’t see her or at least didn’t acknowledge her sitting there.
“Kegan?”
He continued on as if he hadn’t heard her, which was followed by the slam of the office door then an eerie silence. Something was terribly wrong. Kegan never ignored her. He usually went out of his way to seek her out during the day, as if he couldn’t stand to be away from her for even the briefest moment.
Trevor walked in, looking solemn. “Hey, babe, how goes the studying?” He kissed her head before he sat next to her.
“Studying is fine, but what’s the matter with Kegan? He just came storming through here as if he didn’t even know I was in the room and shut himself up in the office.”
“His old man called.”
“What?” Charlie stared at him, mouth agape. She’d heard the words, just couldn’t comprehend them. They seemed totally foreign.
“Seems his old man just got out of prison and he needs a place to stay and some cash.”
“I didn’t know he was in prison. I mean, it doesn’t surprise me, but still. Did Kegan know?”
“Yeah, he knew he was in prison but not that he would be getting out anytime soon. He was sentenced twenty-five years to life, but got a get-out-of-jail-free card”—he made air quotes—“on some bullshit technicality.”
“Seriously? What was he sent to prison for?”
“That’s Kegan’s story to tell. But the bastard sure as hell shouldn’t be out on the streets.”
“What’s he gonna do?” She couldn’t imagine Kegan would allow his father to come here. The man was the meanest soul she had ever met, and after what Kegan had told her, Mr. Colburn plain scared the hell out of her.
“Kegan told him to go to fuck himself, of course, but I guess he threatened to show up on our doorstep. Spouted off some bullshit about Kegan owing him for all the years he had to take care of his sorry ass.”
“So what now?” Charlie reached over and entwined her fingers with Trevor’s, needing to feel his skin against hers to help her combat the dread that grew inside her.
Trevor stared at her, his eyes intense and nearly black. “For starters, you’re not to go anywhere without one of us with you, not even the barns. You’re not to leave this house alone, do you understand?”
“Don’t you think that’s a little dramatic? I mean, even if he showed up here, I doubt he would do anything. He wants a place to stay and money is all. Besides, I have work at the clinic and my work here. I have to be free to come and go to do my job.”
Trevor pried his fingers from hers and grabbed her wrist in a bruising grip. “I mean it, Charlie. You’re not to leave this house alone. Say it! Say you won’t leave this house without one of us.”
“Trevor, you’re hurting me.”
He looked down at their hands as if he hadn’t realized he was squeezing, but loosened his grip only slightly, the intensity in his gaze only hardening further. “Say it, Charlie, so I know you understand. This man is dangerous and we’re not taking any chances of him coming anywhere near you. Say it.”
“Okay! I won’t leave the house alone.”
He pulled her onto his lap and held her tight against him. “I couldn’t stand it if he hurt you or took you away from us.”
Trevor’s body was taut with tension, and Charlie knew he needed reassurances. She kneaded the tight muscles of his shoulders. “He’s not gonna hurt me or take me away. He told Kegan he wanted money and a place to stay, why would he jeopardize that by hurting me? I don’t think he will, but I promise I’ll be careful.” She let Trevor keep a firm hold on her, even though she could hardly breathe, but she knew he needed this.
“I don’t want you to do this just to make us feel better. I want you to do this because it’s the smart thing to do. You understand how dangerous he is. You shouldn’t take any chances.”
Charlie thought about the numerous times she’d seen Kegan with bruises, split lips and other various injuries when they’d been younger. Some of them had been severe enough that he’d needed medical treatment, but his dad had never allowed him to see a doctor or to talk to anyone about how he had been hurt. She could only imagine the horrendous threats he’d made to his young son to ensure his silence. The idea made her stomach roil.
Charlie had known the truth of the injuries even without Kegan saying a word, but she’d been too young to understand how to get him the help he needed. She would bet her life that the rest of the community had known as well, but no one had offered to help. They’d all turned their heads when Kegan had come to town with a new bruise. No one had wanted to get involved, and the majority of them—if not all of them—had just been flat-out afraid of Drake Colburn.
For Charlie it wasn’t just the violence she knew Drake was capable of that frightened her. She had only been to the Colburn house a few times, but the way Drake had stared at her was more of how a predator studied his prey. It made her skin crawl but he had never done anything beyond stare.
By the time she was sixteen, Kegan had asked her not to come anywhere near his house for any reason. When he had told her, there had been such a haunted look in his eyes, she hadn’t argued or questioned it. Now thinking back about the way Drake had watched her, knowing what he had done to so many women, she knew exactly where Kegan’s haunted look came from and what had put the disgusting look on Drake’s.
“I know how dangerous he is,” she whispered as a sick dread washed through her. “I won’t take any chances.” She burrowed deeper into the heat of Trevor’s body, allowing his strong arms around her to help push away the ugly thoughts that threatened to engulf her.
“What about Kegan? Do you think we should go talk to him?” Charlie asked after she’d gotten herself back under control.
Trevor shook his head. “No, not yet. He needs to work this out in his own head first. Plus he’s gonna call the sheriff and have him keep an eye out for Drake, just in case he does make good on his threat.”
Charlie hated that Kegan had locked himself alone in the office. She wanted to run in and wrap her arms around him, take away some of the anger and pain she knew he had to be feeling. “I can’t stand the thought of him in there having to deal with this alone.”
“I know, babe, but he’ll come find us when he’s ready. Just give him a bit, okay?”
Charlie nodded. Trevor was probably right. Kegan would need some time on his own, but the wait until he finally did come seek them out was going to be pure torture.
The dread that seeped into her upon hearing about Drake spread through her and took up residence in every cell of her body. Something horrible was about to happen. She wasn’t sure exactly what it was but knew deep down in her soul that Drake Colburn was going to affect their lives in a terrible and horrifying way.
Lord, please let me be wrong.
Charlie sighed and snuggled deeper into Trevor’s chest, knowing on some level she wasn’t wrong.
* * * *
It was three agonizing hours before Kegan joined her and Trevor
on the back porch. His shoulders were slumped and concern showed in the sharp lines around his eyes and mouth. He didn’t look at either of them as he dropped into one of the old rockers next to them.
Charlie leaped to her feet and threw herself onto Kegan’s lap. He instantly pulled her into a tight embrace. He didn’t say anything, just rubbed his cheek against the top of her head and rocked them. She wasn’t sure how long the three of them sat there in silence, lost in their own thoughts.
When Charlie couldn’t stand the quiet any longer, she raised her head and looked up at Kegan. “Are you okay?”
Kegan shook his head. “No, not really. I just don’t understand how a man can be convicted of five brutal rapes and attempted murder and be back on the streets in only three years. I’m so goddamned outraged I just can’t seem to grasp how this could happen.”
Charlie wasn’t shocked to hear what Drake had been convicted of, only had a sickening feeling in the pit of her stomach that the man was walking free. Her heart also hurt for his victims—knowing he was once again on the streets had to be pure hell. “You don’t really think he will come here, do you? I mean, they will be keeping a close eye on him, won’t they?”
Kegan laid his head back against the chair, looked up at the night sky and held her tighter. “Yes, Charlie, I do think he will come here. The thought of him anywhere near you drives me so insane I can’t fucking breathe.”
Trevor stood and walked behind their chair and placed a firm hand on Kegan’s shoulder. “We won’t let him get anywhere near her. I’ve already made Charlie promise she won’t leave the house without one of us.”
Kegan jerked up and he pinned her with fiery blue eyes. “I want to hear it. I want to hear you promise me that you won’t go anywhere without one of us. You have no idea what this man is capable of.”