Silent Tears [Liberty, Wyoming 3]

by Lara Jones

  Chapter 14

  Liam set her down in the middle of the bed before pulling her shirt off and dropping it to the floor.

  “Liam, why don’t you make her come with your fingers and then I’ll put my mouth on her? I want to taste all the sweet honey she’s been making for us. How does that sound, sugar?”

  “Yes.”

  Liam lay down beside her and took her mouth hungrily as his fingers started pumping in and out of her, growing steadily stronger. He ripped his mouth away when the first ripples of an orgasm started deep inside her. “There you go.” He kept his thumb pressed on her clit and dragged her orgasm out until she was limp.

  Dylan slowly undressed, not taking his eyes off her. “Damn, woman. You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen, and watching you orgasm…well shit, I’m going to make you come as much as possible just to see the way you flush and the dazed look in your eyes.”

  Mora lay limply on the mattress, and she watched Liam stand, fascinated and then slightly apprehensive, as their bodies started to show them naked. The muscles on both seemed bigger without clothes. Liam was an inch or two taller than Dylan, but Dylan’s chest seemed wider. She almost swallowed her tongue when their jeans and boxers came off, showing them in all their glory. Oh, sweet Jesus.

  “Um, guys,” she squeaked as she started moving her body up the bed, away from the two. “Your fingers were big enough. I don’t think I can take either of you.”

  Dylan lunged and grabbed her ankle, chuckling as she screamed and tried to kick at him. “Oh, you’ll take us, sugar. And you’re going to love every second of it.”

  “Dylan, let go. I won’t like it. It will hurt too much.” She gasped when Liam dropped down beside her and cupped her cheek in his hand.

  “Look at me, sweetheart.”

  Mora turned her head. Her heart lurched in her chest at the gentle way he was looking at her.

  “You need to understand that there’s no way in hell either of us would ever hurt you…”

  “But…”

  “No, listen. There are no buts. We will fit inside you, and you’ll enjoy it, I promise.”

  “And when we’re both inside you, you’re going to go crazy.”

  Mora’s eyes grew, and her mouth dropped open. “Together? Absolutely not.”

  Liam rolled his eyes. “Jeez, Dylan. That’s a nice way to scare our woman.” He leaned down until he got her attention. “Mora, we won’t both be in your vagina. One of us will be there, and the other will be in your ass. Shhh. Hush and listen. When we’re together like that, it’s the closest we can get, and the bonding that takes place is amazing. We will prepare you, and you won’t be in pain. Can you trust me?”

  They both waited and watched the different emotions race across her face. She looked at first one and then the other. She was afraid it would be too painful, but then again, her body could take a lot and actually got pleasure from it sometimes. She almost laughed at the nervous looks on their faces. “I’ll trust you.”

  Both men let out a breath they hadn’t known they were holding.

  Dylan slid in beside her and pressed a hand on her stomach. “There’s so much we want to do to you to bring you pleasure.” His hand slid down until his middle finger parted her lips and then thrust inside her, taking her breath.

  “Oh God, Dylan.” She spread her legs a little farther apart and closed her eyes.

  “There’s something we should let you know. Now that you’ve agreed to be ours, we want you to hold off using your safe word until you absolutely have to.”

  Mora stiffened and moaned when she tightened on Dylan’s finger. “Wait, what? What if I’m terrified or in excessive pain?”

  Dylan snorted and thrust his finger in forcefully a few times. “For one thing, you, terrified of us?” He snorted again. “And pain. We already told you that we’d never hurt you and that you need to trust us.”

  “Yeah, I know…”

  Liam tilted her head toward him. “Do you trust us to take care of you and know when we’ve hit your limitations?”

  “Bu…”

  “Yes or no, sugar?” Dylan asked, determined.

  Mora blew out a breath and relaxed. “Yes, I trust you.” Mora watched fascinated as Dylan moved slowly down the bed and then used his shoulders to make room for him between her thighs. She held her breath and stayed still for the first touch of his mouth on her. She’d heard it felt good, but held back a bit, embarrassed he was looking at her that closely.

  Dylan used his fingers to separate her lips and smiled. “Look at this nice swollen little clit. I think you’re ready for more, right, Mora?”

  Mora nodded and bit her lip as her eyes stayed focused on him. Her body stiffened when he leaned in and stuck his tongue out. The first swipe went from her bottom hole to her clit. Her body bowed off the bed as lightening races over her senses. “Oh, my God,” she screamed.

  Dylan closed his eyes to savor the feast before him.

  “Sweetheart, look at Dylan. Do you see how much he’s enjoying eating you? I’ve never seen the blissful look on his face. I can’t wait to put my mouth on you.” His hand grabbed for hers when she tried to push Dylan away. “Oh no you don’t,” he said and raised both of her arms over her head. “You’re going to let Dylan make you feel good.”

  “It’s too much, Liam. Aahhhh…”

  Liam smiled. “What’s he doing?”

  “I think his tongue’s inside me, and now’s he pushing against the plug.”

  “He’s making you feel good, right?”

  Mora’s head thrashed back and forth on the mattress as the sensations Dylan was pulling from her bombarded her.

  Liam leaned up to see Dylan. “Hey, push her over, man. I’m going to die if I don’t get this sweet mouth on my cock.”

  Dylan nodded his head, making Mora squeak as he bombarded against her clit. She lost all reason when Dylan sucked her clit into his mouth and shoved two fingers up into her pussy.

  A sense of fear hit her when she couldn’t control the way her body reacted to all the sensations. They had taken over her so completely she wouldn’t fight if she could. She trusted them not to break her. A scream tore through the air as the orgasm took her over. One ripple after another twisted inside her as her orgasm went on and on.

  They flipped her onto her hands and knees and held her as Liam lay underneath her.

  “Here you go, sweetheart. Take me in your mouth.”

  Mora braced herself on hands and knees that shook uncontrollably as she looked up at Liam. It took a lot of effort not to crash down on Liam’s chest. “I’ve never done this, so you’re going to need to teach me.”

  Liam’s smile widened. Fuck yeah. They were going to be her firsts at a lot of things, and although it thrilled him, it also forced his possessive streak of her higher. He thrust his fingers into her hair. “There’s no right or wrong, just put me in your mouth. If I want you to do something different, I’ll tell you.”

  A hiss flew from Liam’s mouth when she put her mouth over him and then proceeded to take as much as she could. One of her hands squeezed the base of his cock as she sucked like she was starving and he was the only thing around to appease her appetite. “Jesus, sweetheart, slow down.”

  Mora released him with a pop and then licked her lips. “I’m doing it wrong?” she asked curiously.

  Liam choked out a laugh. “Hell no, it’s too perfect.” He tightened his grip on her hair when she bent down again. “Wait until Dylan gets into you or I’m not going to last.” He watched Dylan get a condom and roll it on. “Come on, man. Hurry.”

  Dylan chuckled evilly. “I’m coming.” He crawled back up the bed, nudging her legs apart and gripping her hips. “I’ll go slow at first, sugar. If it gets to be too much, tell us.”

  “What if…aaahhhh. Dylannn. It’s too big,” Mora cried out.

  Dylan didn’t stop, just kept forging ahead an inch at a time until he was seated inside her. “There you go,” he groaned. “See, sugar, you c
an take all of me.” He pressed on the plug still lodged inside her. “Don’t forget your ass is kinda full, too.”

  Mora concentrated on breathing. Every nerve in her bottom half lit up, and a need she’d never experienced overcame her. A groan tore from her when Dylan started moving the plug inside her, reminding her she could take having both filled. “Oh, God, Dylan. Please,” she cried out in frustration when Dylan stopped.

  “You want to come so bad, don’t you, sugar. I’ll push you over when you make Liam come in your pretty little mouth. Now get to work.” He chuckled when her mouth dived for Liam, and Liam shouted, startled, as she quickly engulfed as much as him as she could. “How are you doing, Liam?”

  “Jesus.” He tried to tighten his hold to make her slow down, but she growled and tightened her grip on him. “She’s going to suck the skin off me.”

  Dylan laughed. “That good, huh?”

  Liam tensed, and his eyes rolled back. “Fuck yeah.” He tried pulling away but stopped when she threatened to use her teeth. “Don’t you dare bite me,” he warned.

  Her head lifted. “Then don’t take away my treat.” Then she slammed her mouth down again.

  Liam’s other hand gripped the sheet under him. “Fuck, Dylan. Put her over. I’m not going to last…aaawwww,” Liam shouted as spurt after spurt of his semen shot to the back of her throat. “That’s it. Take all of it, Mora. Aaawww. Damn.”

  Dylan gripped her hips and waited until Liam’s cock popped from her mouth. He dug his fingers in and pulled out before slamming in. He tried to smile when she collapsed on Liam, but he was gritting his teeth so hard it looked more like a grimace.

  Every sound she made pushed him higher. He was immensely relieved when he felt the first ripples of her orgasm. He’d been afraid he wouldn’t last long enough. “There you go, sugar.”

  A scream built, then burst from Mora, and she clutched Liam’s shoulders, her nails digging in, as a monster orgasm got stronger and stronger, pushing her higher. She felt Dylan pounding into her, which made the orgasm continue forever, but could only hang on and try to catch her breath.

  A groan tore from Dylan’s mouth when he finally started coming down from the best orgasm he’d ever had. He slid out of her and to the side, taking her off Liam’s chest and setting her securely between them. For the next few minutes, all they heard was gasping breaths.

  Dylan became aware of Liam talking softly to Mora and stroking her arm and hip. Dylan shoved the hair from her face. “How are you doing?”

  Mora took a deep breath. “I think I’m dead.”

  Both men chuckled.

  “That’s mean to think that’s funny,” she pouted.

  “It was only because we knew it wasn’t true, sugar.” Dylan bent and pressed a kiss to her head.

  She grumbled something they didn’t understand, sighed once, and slid into sleep.

  Liam pulled up the blanket when she shivered.

  Dylan rolled out of bed. “I’ll be right back. I need to take care of the condom. Also, I think we should take the plug out when she wakes up.”

  “Why not now? She’s so relaxed right now.”

  “One, she’s too relaxed now.”

  Liam snorted.

  “Two, she needs to get used to things going in and out of her ass.”

  Liam shook his head and relaxed back into the pillow, pulling Mora closer to him. He was asleep before Dylan made it to the bathroom.

  Chapter 15

  Dylan grabbed up his phone to look at messages before he lay down. He rolled his eyes at several messages from his brothers. He dialed them up quick, anxious to get back to Mora.

  “Nice of you to call back, brother.”

  Dylan snorted and rubbed a hand over his face. “What do you want?”

  “Isabel has been trying to get in touch with Mora.”

  “Mora’s been busy.”

  “Ooohhh. Do tell?”

  “Hell no. Tell Isabel Mora’s fine and that she’ll be sleeping over, so don’t expect her until tomorrow.”

  Royce chuckled. “I’ll tell he…shit,” he cussed as the phone was yanked from his hands.

  “I want you to tell me, Dylan.”

  Dylan pinched the bridge of his nose. “Isabel, Mora’s fine. She’s sleeping now, or I would wake her up.” He waited through the long pause.

  “Don’t hurt her, Dylan. Please.”

  Dylan frowned at the desperation in Isabel’s voice. “Isabel, honey, I’m not going to hurt Mora. I’m already half in love with the tyrant, and I know Liam is, too. We’re going to try our damnedest to keep her here where she belongs.”

  Isabel chuckled. It was good they knew she was a tyrant. “Good. She needs to be here. She’s miserable in Dallas.”

  “I’ve kinda got that impression a few times.”

  “Um, Dylan?”

  “What, honey?”

  “Are you going to ask her to marry you?” Isabel bit her lip. She’d never questioned Dylan before. He had always intimidated her.

  “Yes, honey. Now go to bed, I’ll see you tomorrow.”

  “Thanks, Dylan. Love you.”

  “I love you, too.”

  Dylan heard their voices before he got to the bedroom. “I thought you guys were asleep?”

  Mora lay down against Liam with her back to Dylan. “I had to use the restroom.”

  Dylan frowned at the solemn tone of her voice. He wrapped an arm around her waist and nuzzled her ear. “What’s wrong, sugar?” He frowned when she stiffened.

  “I’m just tired, Dylan.”

  “I hope that’s all because if I find out you’re lying to me, I’ll beat your ass.”

  She snuggled closer to Liam. “I know. Good night.”

  Dylan kissed her temple. “Good night.”

  Hours later, Mora slid from the bed and quietly picked up the clothes she could find of hers and crept out into the living room. Fatigue pulled at her, yet there was no way she’d get any sleep next to Dylan.

  How could he fuck her, yet love somebody else? Hell. It didn’t matter. She wouldn’t be here much longer. She jerked. She hadn’t known the dog had been dropped off. God, had they heard them in the bedroom when they put the dog inside? “Ssshhh, Cupcake, it’s me. Go back to sleep.” He grumbled but laid his head back down.

  She tied her shoes and slid quietly out the door. A shiver instantly hit her as the cool breeze slid by her. She was tempted to go back in for a coat but decided it wasn’t that far to Isabel, and walking there would keep her warm. She set off down the road. It was the long way around, yet she couldn’t bring herself into going through the woods as a shortcut.

  Mora started thinking she’d made a mistake a half an hour later as her jaw started aching from the chattering of her teeth. It had gotten steadily cooler the farther she got. She thought about going back at one point but thought she was about the same distance from Isabel’s.

  “Jesus, Mora. How about we try to think about a stunt before we actually do it?” she muttered to herself. She was so deep in thought there was a car close behind her before she realized it was there. A different kind of shiver raced through her until she turned and saw a deputy’s car pull up beside her.

  Dammit. It had to be the mean guy, Alec.

  “What the hell do you think you’re doing, woman?” Alec put the car in park and stepped out. Right away he could tell she was extremely cold. He grabbed onto her arm and started pulling her to the passenger side.

  Mora dug in her heels. “Wait. I’ll go with you if you take me back to Isabel’s.”

  Alec shut his eyes. There was no way in hell he was leaving her out here, no matter what. He knew he probably had a good fight on his hands if he didn’t do what she asked. “Okay, fine by me,” he said as he opened the door and waited for her to get in. He bit his lip to hold back a chuckle when she slid in but was extremely suspicious as she stared at him.

  He put the car in gear. “So, do you want to tell me what the hell you were doing out here this time of n
ight, without a jacket?” His voice steadily climbed.

  Mora turned and looked out her window. “Not especially.”

  “If you were my woman, your ass would be blistered.”

  Mora sniffed and swallowed her tears. “Well, I’m not.”

  “Your men are going to do it. Mark my words.”

  “I don’t have any men.”

  Alec frowned. He’d never heard Mora talk so softly. “What happened?”

  “Nothing.”

  Alec slammed on the brakes and put the car in park. “We’re not leaving here until you tell me.”

  A flush of anger slid up her face when she turned toward him. “Well, too bad,” she said and pulled on the door handle and slammed her shoulder against it to get out of the car. Shit, she forgot she wouldn’t get out unless they let her out. “Goddammit. Let me out, Alec.”

  Alec sighed, crossed his arms, and leaned back against his door. Here we go. “I won’t until you tell me what’s wrong.”

  Mora furiously wiped the tears from her face. “Why in the fuck do you care?”

  Christ, his boss has his hands full with this one. “I just do.”

  She seemed to deflate back into the seat and took a breath. “I caught Dylan on the phone with a woman. He was whispering about how he’d see her tomorrow and that he loved her. I don’t need that shit, Alec. So please take me back to Isabel’s.”

  Alec was racking his brain, trying to remember if he’d ever heard Dylan say he loved any woman. He knew he hadn’t, and he also never saw Dylan look at a woman the way he looked at this one.

  “Mora, I think maybe you misunderstood…”

  “I didn’t,” she interrupted. “He said ‘I love you,’ as plain as day.”

  “Maybe it was his mother.”

  “He said, ‘I’ll see you tomorrow.’ Does she live around here?”

  Alec frowned and shook his head. “But…”

  “Alec, he called her ‘honey.’ He only calls me ‘sugar.’ Which name do you think is the nicer of the two?”

  Alec sighed. What could he say to that? He guessed most women would like to be called “honey” over “sugar” any day. “I still think it’s best if you talk to your man…”