Dalton, Tymber - Hernando Heat (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

by Dalton, Tymber

  The man nodded and quickly started riding east.

  Dorchester looked at his last man, Bill Campbell, his foreman. The man he trusted even more than his own son. “Any ideas?”

  He nodded and spit tobacco into the dust away from his boss. “Yessir, but ain’t none of them legal.”

  Dorchester grinned. “Did I say anything about legal?”

  Campbell smiled. “Nope. You sure didn’t.”

  * * * *

  Katie breathed a sigh of relief as their home came into sight.

  Their home. That was almost enough to drive her to happy tears. She fixed them all a late lunch before starting in on chores. There was laundry to do, dusting, cleaning. Mason went to lie down for a while, his head still bothering him. Joe went out to take care of some things on the ranch.

  By dinnertime, Mason was feeling more like his old self. As the sun set, Katie felt a little nervous. Would they all sleep together again that night?

  She hoped so, but wasn’t sure how to broach the subject.

  After she cleaned up the remnants of dinner, Joe walked up to her and caught her by the hand, pulling her into his embrace. “Ready to call it a day, Katie?”

  She nodded as she rested her hands on his shoulders. “Yes.”

  He smiled and kissed her. “Not sure how much sleep the three of us will get, but we can sleep late in the morning.”

  Mason laughed as he walked into the kitchen from the back porch. “We might keep you up rather late.” He stood behind her with his hands on her hips. She felt his hard erection pressing into her ass through his trousers.

  Heat swelled inside her. Just being in their arms did things to fuel her need for them.

  Joe led her to her bedroom where the men wasted no time helping her out of her housecoat before they stripped and joined her in bed. They laid her on her back as Joe crawled between her legs. Mason stretched out next to her, passion burning deep in his eyes.

  When he kissed her, she melted against him, enjoying the feeling of being owned by the men. Then Joe used his hands to spread her folds open. With the lightest of touches, he started flicking her clit with his tongue. Mason swallowed her passionate cries, chuckling as she grabbed onto him and dug her fingers into his arm.

  He lifted his mouth from hers. While he spoke to Joe, his gaze never left hers. “Don’t stop doing that. She really seems to like it.”

  Joe chuckled between her legs, the sensation sending even more pinwheels of need spinning through her. What he did wasn’t enough to drive her over the edge, just drive her crazy with desire.

  “Please!” she softly begged.

  Mason stroked her chin. “Please what, sugar?”

  “Please make me come!”

  “I don’t know, Joe. What do you think?”

  Joe chuckled again, but this time he sucked her clit between his lips, flicking it harder with his tongue and shooting her over the edge like a falling star. Her back arched, and Mason crushed her lips with his, fucking her mouth with his tongue.

  When it became too much, too intense, and she tried to push Joe’s head away, Mason grabbed her arms and pinned them over her head. “No you don’t, sweetheart,” he growled. “You let him make you keep coming. We promised to take care of you, and that’s what we’re going to do.”

  Helpless, she could do nothing but lay there and tremble, crying out as wave after wave crashed over her, more intense than anything she’d ever experienced before. Pleasure so strong it brought tears to her eyes as she squirmed and thrashed against Mason.

  Finally, Joe relented, planting a final kiss on her mound before he sat up. She went limp on the bed and gasped for breath as the men chuckled.

  “Do you think I warmed her up enough?” Joe asked.

  Mason laughed. “I think so.” He released her arms and sat up, exchanging places with Joe. Joe sat against the head of the bed with a pillow behind him for support. She rolled over and crawled between his legs. Once in position, she licked the head of his rigid cock. Salty drops of pre-cum oozed from the slit, rewarding her with a taste of things to come.

  Mason knelt between her legs and nudged her knees farther apart. When he slipped two fingers inside her wet cunt, he found her more than ready for him. “I’m going to fuck you so good, baby. I want you to suck him deep while I fuck you. We’re going to fill you full of our cum on both ends.”

  She happily moaned around Joe’s cock. He plunged his hand into her strawberry-blonde tresses, gently guiding her mouth up and down on his cock. She loved the feeling of being totally owned and helpless like this, loved and cherished while at the same time firmly reminded of who was in charge.

  They were in charge, of her body and her heart.

  Mason lined up the head of his cock at the opening of her cunt. “Get ready for me, baby.” He thrust his hips forward, sinking all the way in to the hilt. With his hands on her hips, he started thrusting hard, fucking her possessively.

  “Don’t hold back, Joe,” Mason breathlessly warned. “I won’t last long. She’s so damn tight it’s like she’s squeezing it out of me.”

  Joe laughed and thrust his hips up. “Don’t worry, I won’t be long.”

  Lust took her to dizzying heights as Mason’s cock hit a sweet spot inside her. At this rate, she’d be coming with them. She used her tongue and lips to suck Joe’s cock, eagerly trying to massage his juices out of him. The thought of having one of them filling each end of her at the same time was the thought that finally pushed her over the edge.

  She loudly moaned as her climax hit. The feeling of her muscles clamping down on Mason’s large cock only intensified the sensation. Her moans triggered Joe’s release.

  “Oh, fuck yeah, baby!” His grip on her head strengthened as he thrust deep, shooting his semen into her throat, filling her mouth with his tangy seed.

  Mason didn’t hesitate. With one final, deep, hard thrust, he buried himself all the way to her womb as his hot jism coated her insides.

  Damp with sweat and breathless, the three of them collapsed on the bed with Katie sandwiched between her men. Mason spooned behind her, his arm slung over her waist. She tucked her head against Joe’s shoulder, her legs twined with his.

  “Love you both,” she whispered before a large yawn hit.

  The men laughed. Joe kissed her forehead. “Love you, too, baby.”

  Mason kissed the back of her neck. “Love you, too.”

  Katie crashed into a deep, dreamless sleep.

  Chapter Thirteen

  With the stress of dealing with the Dorchesters behind her for now, Katie decided to take her men up on their offer of a picnic. Sunday morning, she carefully extricated herself from them and pulled on a housecoat. She was in the kitchen when the men both stumbled out to find her a short time later.

  “What are you doing, sweetie?” Joe asked as he pulled her against his naked body to give her a good morning kiss.

  “Yeah,” Mason said, patiently waiting for his turn and planting a kiss on her. “We woke up and you were gone.”

  The sight of their bodies was almost enough to make her want to drag them back to bed, but she remembered the promised picnic. “I decided you two were right. We need to take a day of leisure. I’d like to see that swimming hole you were telling me about. I’m making us a lunch to take.”

  Both men smiled. “Now you’re talking, sweetheart,” Joe said. “How about we go after breakfast?”

  Mason surveyed the counter. “What is for breakfast?”

  She smiled. “Don’t worry. I’ll make you eggs and hotcakes. You two go get some clothes on.”

  “Maybe you should take your clothes off, Katie,” Mason teased.

  She swatted at him with her apron. “We’ll never get going if you don’t let me finish fixing the food.”

  Joe caught her from behind, pinning her arms to her side. “I got her,” he crowed.

  Mason knelt in front of her and ducked under her housecoat. He pushed her legs apart, and she was about to protest when his
mouth latched on to her clit.

  It took the fight out of her. Thank goodness Joe was holding her, because she sagged against him as a loud moan escaped her.

  “I think you got her attention, Mason,” Joe said with a laugh.

  Just when she thought she was getting close to coming, Mason stopped what he was doing and sat up with a playful smile. “Maybe that’ll keep you focused, baby.”

  She whined. “You can’t stop now!”

  Joe stood her up on her feet, even though she swayed a little unsteadily when he released her. “Oh, yes he can. You want more of that, you have to wait until the picnic.”

  She didn’t miss Joe’s cock had hardened, too. She wanted to drop to her knees, God help her, and service both of them with her mouth and hands.

  Better yet, she wanted both of them to fuck her at the same time again.

  Molten heat washed through her. She had to reach out to the table for support as she closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

  “You okay, baby?” Mason asked.

  “You’re both mean,” she whispered, her hand fluttering up to her neckline and pulling it open to give her some air. “To get me so frustrated and not give me relief.”

  Joe gave her a playful swat on the bottom. “Consider it inspiration. Now get moving, sweetheart. We’ll ease your frustration later.”

  It took her the better part of an hour to get their breakfast cooked and get herself ready, but before long the three of them and their lunch were loaded into a buggy. Katie sat nestled between her men and enjoyed the beautiful day.

  Joe drove, snapping the reins and turning the buggy away from Brooksville. “Where are we going?” she asked.

  “To a little spot we know on the Withlacoochee. Beautiful, spring-fed swimming hole. Nice shade trees, and a perfect picnic spot.”

  Mason slipped an arm around her and leaned in close to nuzzle her ear. “And perfect for other things, too,” he said.

  She knew exactly what other things he had in mind, and she couldn’t wait to do them. “How long will it take us to get to your perfect picnic spot?”

  Joe laughed. “Long enough for Mason to get you all hot and bothered again before we get there.”

  “I’m all hot and bothered now!”

  It took them the better part of an hour, after turning down several progressively smaller lanes and tracks until the path they were following was barely wide enough for the buggy to make it through, to reach the promised spot.

  It was almost beautiful enough for Katie to forget why they were there.

  The men helped her down from the buggy. Joe hobbled the horse, letting it graze while they enjoyed their day. Mason laid out the blanket and picnic basket. Then he smiled and pulled his shirttail from his trousers. He slid his suspenders off his shoulders and started unbuttoning his shirt.

  “Mighty hot day. I feel like a swim.” His intense gaze burned into hers as he dropped his shirt onto the blanket and pulled his boots off.

  Joe started with his own boots first. “So do I.” He smiled at her. By the time both men were dropping their trousers, she started unbuttoning her dress.

  The men’s smiles widened. “That’s a good girl,” Mason said.

  Katie felt her pussy throb with need. God help her, she wanted them, and wanted them badly. She wanted their hands on her and their cocks inside her.

  When all three of them stood naked on the blanket, Mason stepped forward, pressing her against Joe. Joe nibbled on the back of her neck while Mason kissed her. She wanted to melt between them and their hot bodies.

  Mason slipped a hand between her legs, making her moan. His finger found and gently rubbed her clit as she spread her legs for him. “Mmm, you’re awfully hot down there, baby,” he said.

  “Uh-huh!” If they would just make her come again, that’s all she wanted.

  Joe nipped her earlobe. “Maybe we should cool her off, Mase,” he said.

  He chuckled. “I think that’s a good idea.” Before she could react, Mason scooped her up into his arms and ran with her toward the water, Joe on his heels.

  She screamed as she felt him leap through the air, holding on to his neck for dear life as they plunged into the cool water, Joe landing next to them, both men laughing like a couple of loons.

  As she broke the surface, sputtering her outrage, she lashed out at them, splashing water at them. “That was plain mean!” she squealed in protest.

  The men, treading water with her, crowded around her. “Glad to see you can swim, sweetheart,” Joe teased.

  She splashed water at him. “What a way for you to find out! You could have asked me, you know.” She tried to swim around Mason and head for the sandy bank, but he blocked her path.

  “Oh, no you don’t. You’re not escaping us that easy.” He caught her legs and wrapped them around his waist, making sure his cock sank home inside her pussy in the process.

  All the fight taken out of her, she moaned, leaning back against Joe. The two men maneuvered a little closer to shore so their feet touched bottom. Then holding her hips, Mason started thrusting while Joe reached around and played with her nipples. Joe held her, her head lolling back against his shoulder while he breathed in her ear.

  “Does his cock feel good, baby?”

  “Uh-huh!” She reached behind her and hooked her arms around his neck, holding on while Mason’s cock plunged deeper with every stroke.

  “When he’s done, I’m going to fuck that sweet pussy of yours. Would you like that?”

  “Uh-huh!” She shivered, as much from pleasure as from the passionate tone of Joe’s voice.

  “We’re both going to fuck you so hard and so good that you can feel us inside you even when we’re not. You’re going to be a well-fucked woman, sweetheart. And after lunch, we’re going to give you what we know you want.”

  His mouth crushed hers, and he swallowed her moans. In that moment, she didn’t give a darn how wrong it was to be living and sleeping with two men she wasn’t married to. All she wanted was them.

  “Look at me,” Mason commanded.

  Joe lifted his mouth from hers so she could comply. She somehow managed to focus on Mason.

  “Tell us what you want,” he said.

  She swallowed hard. “I want you both to fuck me,” she whispered.

  A sexy smile engulfed Mason’s face. “Tell us exactly how you want us to do that. Don’t be shy, baby. We know what you like and we want to hear you say it.”

  She swallowed again. “I want you to fuck my ass and pussy at the same time.”

  Joe massaged her breasts. “That’s our good girl.”

  “Very good,” Mason agreed.

  She would have said something else except that the angle of Mason’s cock hitting her clit finally took her over the edge. Her back arched as she let out a moan. White heat swirled inside her as her release seemed to last forever. Sex had been great with Paul. It was fantastic with these two men.

  Mason’s release followed hers. She felt his hot seed pumping into her as he fell still inside her. Joe handed her over to Mason, who took her into his arms, raining kisses on her lips as his cock finally quit throbbing inside her.

  “I love you, Katie,” he murmured in her ear. “Forever, baby.”

  “I love you, too.” She reached behind her and found Joe, pulling him close. “I love you, too.”

  He smiled. “And I love you.”

  “How long until we have her pregnant,” Mason teased.

  She smiled but didn’t want to tell them in case it would disappoint them.

  Joe laughed. “Not long, at this rate.” He reached around her and slapped Mason on the shoulder. “Thank God we’re cousins. We look enough alike no one will talk.” He laughed.

  Mason carried her back to the blanket and gently laid her down on it. “Ready for something to eat?”

  She smiled and opened her mouth, leaning in to swipe her tongue along his limp cock. “Is it ready for me to eat?”

  Both men laughed.

>   * * * *

  They finally ate lunch, but the men mercilessly teased and taunted her the whole time, keeping her need stoked and her pussy wet. After they ate, Joe pulled Katie on top of him. His cock was already rigid and standing at attention.

  “I think it’s time for dessert,” he said with a playful smile.

  “Oh, yeah?” she asked.

  “Yeah,” Mason agreed from behind her. He helped her straddle Joe. She let out a content sigh as she impaled herself on Joe’s cock. She sensed Mason reach for something in the picnic basket. Then she felt him rubbing something wet and cool on her rim.

  Her heart raced as she relaxed on top of Joe, settling comfortably in his arms while Mason prepared her for his cock. She loved this, and she wouldn’t even begin to try to deny it. She felt complete with both of them possessing her.

  She felt safe.

  Most importantly, she felt loved and no longer alone.

  Mason pressed the head of his stiff member against her opening. “Relax, sweetheart. I want to feel what it’s like to fuck this sweet ass of yours.”

  She wiggled against him, trying to urge him to enter her. He laughed. “That’s not going to make me go faster.”

  “Please fuck me!” she begged, eliciting laughs from both men.

  “Don’t worry,” Joe assured her. “We will fuck you all day long.”

  Mason held on to her shoulders as he slid his cock inside her. Katie reveled in the mix of pleasure tinged with just the right amount of pain as both cocks stretched her in a delicious way.

  “All day long,” Mason agreed. The men started slowly at first. Katie braced herself on Joe and relished the delicious sensations bouncing through her. Then the men settled into a sweet, sultry rhythm, one withdrawing as the other thrust, that started driving her toward release.

  “How’s that, baby?” Joe asked her.