Montana Blues [Sins of Silver Creek 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

by Marie Jermy

  She felt the mattress dip behind her. She moaned around Nick’s shaft when Steve’s hands smoothed over her ass and his breath tickled her ear.

  “Oh, sugar, I know we said only a taste, but suck on his cock. It’s such a fucking turn-on watching Nick’s cock sliding in and out of your beautiful mouth.”

  Steve’s guttural tone and his now wandering fingers made her pussy throb with the need to be touched. She let go of Nick for a moment and looked over her shoulder at Steve. His mouth was stretched in that familiar easy grin. “Touch me. I need you to touch me.”

  “Tits or cunt?”

  With no idea why, for they were adults and this wasn’t the place for flowery language, she felt her face flame. Still, she couldn’t utter the C-word. “Pussy.” Her pussy lips twitched in anticipation as Steve’s hand dipped between her legs and curled upward. His fingertips brushed her pubes and she let out a long moan when one finger probed her dewy folds and inched into her entrance. “Yes.”

  “Sugar, you’re tight.”

  Her face flamed further, though she knew the reason for that. “I haven’t been with anyone for a long time. Three years actually.” His finger delved deeper. He was tender and she felt herself opening up to him.

  “Shit, Nick, she maybe tight, but she’s so wet.”

  “Now I’m the jealous one,” Nick said.

  “J–Jealous?” Jez closed her eyes when Steve slowly pushed his finger up into her and then just as slowly pulled it out. He repeated the action, but it was nowhere near enough. When he nudged the tip of his finger in again, she jerked her hips back and his digit rammed in her pussy hole up to the knuckle. “Oh, God, yes.”

  “Oh, I see.” Steve chuckled as he withdrew his finger. “You like it a little harder, do you? How about this then?”

  She clamped down on the two fingers Steve roughly yet lovingly inserted. She didn’t need to see to know that he had made her a lot wetter and that his fingers were coated in her juice. The squelching noise made as he thrust his fingers in and out of her pussy bore testament to that. “Yes. Yes. Yes.”

  Nick softly took hold of her chin in his free hand and turned her face to meet his hot midnight gaze. “Is that good, angel? Steve fingering you.”

  “Mmm.” She stuck her tongue out and lapped up the bead of cum glistening at Nick’s cock slit.

  “I’m so ready, angel. You suck on my cock and I’ll come right down your throat.”

  She smiled. “Sounds good.”

  “Not gonna happen. Not tonight anyway. As Steve said, this is all about you. Steve and I are going to love your body and you.”

  His hands went to her shoulders and he eased her up. A bit of shuffling and she found herself kneeling on the edge of the mattress, Steve still behind her, his fingers stroking her. Nick then dropped to his knees so his face was level with her pussy. He winked up at her before his tongue came out to play. She jerked at the combined and very intense pleasure of Nick’s tongue and Steve’s fingers working in tandem in her pussy and on her clit. “Oh, God, that’s so good.” Her own hands went to clasp Nick’s head and her fingers dove through the short raven strands.

  “She tastes like an angel, Steve. Sweet and pure.”

  “I wanna taste.”

  “Wait your turn.”

  Jez’s laughter stuttered. “Not another argument, please.”

  Steve licked her earlobe. “Can you feel how hard you make me?”

  She definitely could. His cock was ramrod-straight up the crease of her ass, the tip pressing her lower back. She sucked in air when Nick chose at that moment to take her clit gently between his teeth. “More. I want more.” Her inner muscles tightened around Steve’s fingers as ripples of pleasure began to build deep in her pussy.

  “You’re gonna blow my mind when my cock’s inside your ass, fucking you.”

  She’d only experienced anal sex once and she hadn’t been keen, but Steve’s cock, she knew, would be so fucking good it would blow her mind and her body to the stars. Speaking of stars…Hot, white spots danced before her open eyes. Her pussy was on fire. Steve’s fingers worked faster, effortlessly sliding in and out, sucking the air from her lungs as the ripples became waves. “Oh…Oh,” she panted. “I’m coming.”

  “I know you are,” Steve said. “I can feel your pussy sucking on my fingers.”

  Steve withdrew, his fingers now holding her open, almost offering her pussy to Nick. She opened her mouth to protest but screamed instead when Nick fastened his mouth over her and stuck his tongue into her creamy hole. His tongue was bold and beautiful and then he sucked. She arched back as her orgasm exploded from her.

  “That’s it, sugar. Give your cum to Nick. Fuck his mouth.” His hands went to her trembling hips and he began to rock her back and forth while Nick continued to suckle her gushing juices. Finally her climax receded and she sagged against Steve. Nick raised his head, and his lips, thickly coated with cum, hitched into a dreamy smile.

  “Angel, that was perfect. Just like you.”

  She was far from perfect, but it was nice and did wonders for her self-esteem to be told that she was, particularly from a good-looking, caring man like Nick.

  Nick rose to his feet and her eyes widened at the sight of his cock. It hadn’t flagged and in fact, looked bigger. “My cock is aching to be inside you.” To prove it, the whole thick shaft twitched and bobbed in her direction. He came closer and dipped his head. His mouth found hers and he kissed her, coating her own lips with her cum. “I’ve had my health checks, but do you want me to wear a condom?”

  His heavy breath mingled with hers. She shook her head. “No. I’m on the pill. And I’m healthy, too.” Well, apart from PCOS, but that wasn’t catching. She glanced over her shoulder at Steve. “Are you going to fuck my ass?”

  “Not tonight, sugar.”

  “That what are you going to do?” Puzzled, Jez frowned as Nick and Steve changed places so that Nick was behind her and Steve was kneeling on the floor before her. He put his hands on her hips and tilted her pelvis toward his face. He slowly licked his grinning lips and she knew what he was going to do. “Oh.”

  She moaned when Nick palmed her breasts, his thumbs tweaking her pearled nipples. “You’ve got lovely tits, angel. I can’t believe we left these beauties out.”

  Her laugher stilled in her throat when she felt Nick’s hard and thick prick nudging at her pussy entrance. She widened her legs slightly and he pressed in, slowly and surely. He was huge and she breathed deeply and evenly as her inner muscles stretched to accommodate his girth.

  “Sweet jeez, Nick. Your big cock has opened her wide. I could come at the sight of it.”

  She looked down. Oh, Lord, the look of wonder on Steve’s face was enough to make her come. That then became a reality when Nick began to move, pulling and pushing his cock in and out of her sodden pussy, building a rhythm that turned her into a shameless screaming woman. “Fuck, yeah. Yes, Nick! Fuck me!”

  She screamed again when Steve shoved his face into her cunt and his tongue lashed at her swollen clit with a frenzy of licks that had her whole body convulsing as a second orgasm smashed through her. She’d never felt anything this exquisite before. Nick’s huge cock fucking her combined with Steve’s voracious tongue was better than heaven. It had to be.

  His own breathing labored, Nick dropped his head into her neck. “Angel, my cock’s so hard. It’s gonna fucking explode. Feel me come.”

  She loved hearing him call her angel, as much as Steve and his endearment of sugar. Steve stood then. His grinning mouth was thick with her cream. Nick stilled and grunted and she felt his cock spurt hot and long, coating her inner walls with lashings of creamy fluid.

  “Fuck that’s so good!” Nick shouted. “Kiss her, Steve. Fucking love her.”

  Her hands circled Steve’s neck and she twisted fingers through his hair as he planted his mouth over hers, his tongue diving in and tangling around hers. She lost herself in him and her own scent as Nick kissed her neck and caressed h
er breasts, thumbing her beaded nipples into tighter balls. He pulled them, the tingle of pain soothed when he held her tits out to Steve, who seemingly telepathically joined to Nick, ducked down and took one of the turgid peaks between his lips. He suckled her nipple before transferring the pleasure of his mouth and tongue to the other.

  She laughed when she heard a slap. Steve had smacked Nick’s ass. “Sorry. That’s not funny.”

  Nick chuckled behind her. “I’ll spank Steve’s ass later. Would you like that?”

  “Oh, yes.”

  “Can’t wait,” Steve murmured. He slapped Nick’s ass again. “Just making him hard again, sugar.”

  “I never went limp.”

  Jez then realized that Nick’s cock was still very much hard as he began to slowly and teasingly slide his length from her pussy.

  “Ready, angel?”

  “Ready?”

  She’d been wrong when she’d thought Nick’s cock in her and Steve’s mouth on her was heaven. A gasp flew from her when Steve suddenly plunged his cock deep inside her cream-filled pussy, filling the void Nick had just a second ago left. He pulled out just as quick, only for Nick to fill her again with his cock. Oh. My. Fucking. God.

  They took it slow at first, giving her time to adjust to the interchanging penetration, before finding a thrusting rhythm that quite simply drove her out of her mind. Their hands and mouths were everywhere on her body, kissing, caressing, loving her, and keeping her upright as they worked together at building an orgasm that she knew would shatter her in the most pleasurable way possible.

  “You want us both, angel?”

  She dumbly nodded, too busy trying to hang on to her sanity before grasping what Nick meant. Her blood was now hotter than boiling point and it liquefied her bones as both cocks pushed deep inside her pussy. It was a tight squeeze, but they were gentle. She’d never felt so full. Double penetration was heaven.

  “Finger her clit.”

  “Suck her tits.”

  She came, screaming and clamping down on both men, taking all of the ecstasy these men had offered and given her. She hardly heard Nick and Steve’s own loud groans of satisfaction, but she certainly felt their cocks expanding and shooting their seed, burning her insides and scoring a niche in her heart for both of them.

  Jez was a breathless and boneless heap of a cock-filled, satisfied woman, but gradually they eased from her and took her down to the bed. Under heavy-lidded lashes, she watched Steve settle himself to her left and play with her tits. His gentle tugging on her nipples excited and calmed her all at once. Nick left the room but soon returned with some flannels and towels.

  “Your nipples are like cherries,” Steve said, lowering his head and taking the pebbled nub between his lips. She hissed when his tongue licked around the puckered areola and then rooted it to the roof of his mouth. “Taste like cherries, too.”

  She smiled. “Not red grapes?”

  His hand drifted to her right nipple, pinching and petting while Nick positioned himself on his knees between her splayed legs. The flannel felt warm on her slick skin.

  “You’re so wet, angel. Your pussy is soaked with our cum and yours.”

  She eyed Nick wickedly. “Lick me.” His mouth was on her in a flash. She moaned and jerked uncontrollably at the broad slurping strokes his tongue made from her clit to her anal hole. “Harder. Harder.”

  “Jezebel certainly suits you.” Steve laughed. He moved to kneel beside Nick. “Give me some room.”

  They spread her legs even wider, then further open when they bent her knees and lifted her. She’d never felt so wanton in her life. She didn’t know who—possibly Steve—rimmed her asshole before inching two fingers inside. She controlled the urge to tense and the digits pushed further to explore her dark tunnel in smooth strokes. Then another two fingers—Nick’s—slammed into her pussy hard and fast. Two tongues were added to the frenzy and she literally came apart.

  “Do you know I’m touching Steve’s cock?”

  “And I’m touching Nick’s.”

  They both sounded concerned with their admissions, but honestly there was no need. The thought of two men—these two men—touching each other was such another fucking turn-on, she really wanted to see the act. “Nick, Steve, are your cocks hard?”

  “Yes, rock-fucking-hard.” Nick’s words ended on a groan. “Steve’s squeezing the tip of my cock and I just want him to suck it down his throat.”

  “Then why don’t you? I’d love to see you two eating each other.”

  It was quite funny when they raised their heads and said together, “You would?”

  “Yes, I would.”

  “But tonight is all about you,” Nick said.

  “I know, but I can’t take anymore pleasure unless it’s you two doing it to each other.” She gave Nick a sly wink. “Go on, kiss Steve. I want you to.”

  Nick closed his eyes and she wondered if he was going to ignore her request, but then he straightened, put both hands on Steve’s shoulders, and raised him up until their mouths were inches apart. Steve emitted a deep groan and then Nick mashed his mouth to his and kissed him.

  “I want to see tongues,” she said, sitting up and watching with interest where the two men touched each other. For now she would remember that both seemed to like their nipples flicked while they kissed, but later she would use it to her advantage. They both moaned as their lips drifted apart slightly and she saw their tongues mating with each other. Their hands roamed freely over each other’s chests and stomachs before dipping down and palming each other’s cocks at exactly the same time.

  Jez again watched with interest as Steve squeezed the tip of Nick’s cock between his thumb and forefinger while Nick rubbed and pulled on the entire length of Steve’s thick shaft. Again she stored the information for later. Both cock slits glistened with beads of thick, creamy fluid. “Taste each other.”

  Nick and Steve immediately moved onto their sides and into the classic sixty-nine position. She bit her lip and squeezed her thighs together to ease a blossoming ache as the men enclosed their mouths around each other’s cocks and sucked hard. They groaned and bobbed their heads in unison, their hands sliding around their gorgeous asses, their fingers buried in each other’s anal holes.

  Sweet heaven, watching two men getting off together was something she could never tire of. She wished she had a camera. She mentally pinched herself when her naughty thought registered. Jeez, filming their fucking was really sinful but maybe something worth exploring. She certainly wasn’t averse to using kinky material in keeping their love lives afire.

  And yes, as she watched Nick and Steve groan with wild satisfaction when firing their loads down each other’s throats, she came to the conclusion that she did love them and would do so until the day she died. If only the specter of PCOS and the fact she shaved her face every morning didn’t spell doom to an idyllic relationship. How could she not think that when the last man bolted from her life without as much as an apology?

  Jez shook herself from her misery and grinned at Nick and Steve as they disentangled themselves and scooted to her side, Nick to her right and Steve to her left. She kissed each in turn, tasting and loving their essence in her mouth.

  “Did you like that? It didn’t turn you off, did it?”

  She palmed Nick’s cheek. “No way. It was incredible.”

  “So were you,” Steve said. “I’ll take your ass next time.”

  “And Nick will take yours.”

  Steve laughed at her wicked grin. “Three-way anal, hey? Fucking hell, if I had the energy I’d turn you around and fuck your peachy ass now. But”—he cast a sad glance down—“my cock needs rest and recovery time.”

  “Mine, too,” Nick agreed. “I’ve just enough strength to wash you two and myself before hitting the sack.”

  “So you aren’t going to walk me home?”

  Nick frowned. “I thought we settled this. You’re going nowhere. If you take a turn for the worse tonight, at least Steve and I
will be here to look after you.”

  “I’ve put your bag at the foot of the bed,” Steve added, also frowning.

  She snickered and used Nick’s earlier words. “Chill.”

  They both rolled their eyes and planted a kiss on her cheeks.

  “You look tired, angel. Go to sleep.”

  Fighting back a yawn, Jez wasn’t going to argue. She snuggled down and fell asleep under Nick’s tender ministrations as he tenderly bathed and dried her.

  * * * *

  Jez surfaced from a restful sleep at the feathered stroke of fingers down her cheek and across her chin. Another hand was gliding down her back and over the curve of her hip. Warm and loved, with the virile smell of two strong men in her nostrils, she dreamily opened her eyes to see Nick’s gorgeous midnight gaze upon her and the steady flow of Steve’s hot breath against her ear.

  “Morning, angel.”

  “Morning, sugar.”

  The perfect moment shattered at the faint sound of bristles being rubbed. Bolting from their embrace, she ignored their low yet rough questioning curses of “Fuck, what’s wrong?”, grabbed her bag, and fled to the sanctuary of the bathroom. She turned the door lock then turned and studied her tangled hair and the horrified expression on her pale face in the mirrored cabinet above the sink. She cursed her own stupidity. They were obviously going to question her actions.

  “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck,” she swore while running the water in the sink.

  On another curse, she opened her bag and removed her razor from the zipped compartment. She had no shave gel, so she made do with the bar of soap in the dish next to the faucets.

  “Oh, fuck it!”

  They would definitely question her actions now because in her haste she’d nicked herself and a trickle of blood dribbled into the sink. Could this get any worse? Yes, it could because the rosewater toner she’d located in the cabinet to stem the blood stung like hell.

  Nick’s concerned voice then sounded through the door.

  “Jez, angel, are you all right?”

  She checked herself in the mirror and noted the small red nick to her chin. There wasn’t anything she could do to help that, so she threw the razor back in her bag, zipped it closed, and plastered a grin on her face. She remembered to flush the toilet before opening the door.