by Becca Van
She didn’t hesitate and when she clasped Will with her thighs she moaned and started wiggling against him.
“Stop moving,” Will growled and Lacy immediately stilled.
Kent cursed under his breath when she turned her head to the side and looked down at the ground as her cheeks flamed with colour.
“Look at me, Lacy,” Will demanded.
Lacy shook her head.
Will had both his arms around her waist but shifted an arm beneath her arse and then used his free hand to clasp her chin between his finger and thumb, until she was looking into his eyes.
“I wasn’t telling you off, honey. I needed you to stop because having you rub against me like that felt too good.”
“It did?”
“Yes.”
“Good,” Lacy said, surprising the hell out of him, and from the look on Will, Chet, and Walker’s faces, them, too. Then she started kissing Will.
“Geezus.” Kent shifted on his feet and then adjusted his hard cock in his pants. He’d had a feeling she was full of passion and the way she was almost attacking Will’s mouth proved it. He wished he could strip her down and touch her, but it was Will’s first turn with her so he stayed back.
Will broke the kiss and stumbled as if he was having trouble staying on his feet, and after that carnal kiss Kent didn’t doubt it for a minute.
Kent grabbed hold of her hips when Will passed her over to him. The feel of her slim bones and warm flesh beneath her clothes sent a shiver up and down his spine. He carefully turned her in his arms and was pleased when she looped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist, because he was so hungry for her he wasn’t sure he could manage to speak, let alone coherently. When she settled against him he swore he could feel her wet heat against his cock. He stared in her passion-heavy eyes for what seemed like forever, her panting breaths caressing his lips, but when she licked her lips again he was lost.
Even though he was hungry to get his mouth on hers and wanted to slam their lips together, he didn’t. He slowly lowered his head, watching her lids slide closed, and then closed his own eyes when his lips pressed against hers. She was so soft and warm and when he brushed his skin over hers, she moaned and opened up to him. He eased his tongue into her mouth and tasted everything she had to give. She was sweet and feminine and tasted like nothing he’d ever tasted before. She was the promise of a future, of passion, and hopefully of love.
Lacy was so much more than he’d ever imagined and as he kissed her passionately she didn’t hold anything back. When his tongue glided along hers, she reciprocated. When he twirled his tongue around hers, she danced right along with him. He was consumed with her scent, her flavour, and her heat, and although he was hungry for her body, he didn’t move his arm from beneath her arse. That she was wriggling and rocking against his hard cock gave him hope that she wanted him just as much. She’d reacted to Chet and Will in the same way, however until they had talked to her some more and explained how things worked, and had her acceptance or refusal, he wasn’t about to go any further.
He didn’t ever want to stop kissing her, and from the way she responded she was like of mind, but Walker was waiting patiently for his first taste of her, so he slowed the kiss until he was sipping at her lips, before he lifted his head.
She was so damn beautiful and every time she moved her crotch against his, his cock twitched, throbbed, and leaked pre-cum. There would be no conclusion today, so he eased his arm out from beneath her bottom and when she unhooked her legs from around him, slowly lowered her feet back to the ground.
Her lids were half-mast and her face was flushed with passion and even her hair had come undone from her braid. He didn’t remember putting his hand in her hair but figured he must have done, since her tresses hadn’t been undone after Will had kissed her.
Walker nudged his arm and Kent reluctantly stepped back from Lacy. He legs still felt weak and as he raised his arms to cross them over his chest, he saw that his hands were shaking. Little Lacy Tanner packed quite a wallop and he wished and hoped with all of his heart that she would agree to be theirs.
* * * *
Lacy felt like her whole body was on fire. She’d thought the ache in her pussy had been bad while she was riding that horse earlier but it was nothing compared to the deep throbbing down there now. Her breasts felt like they were swollen, the tips were so hard they felt raw, and her pants felt like they were wet all the way through both layers.
She took a step to the side and her legs gave out. If it wasn’t for Walker reaching out to catch her, she would have fallen flat on her face. If she hadn’t known better and had seen herself trying to move, she probably would have come to the conclusion she was blind drunk.
She was drunk all right, but not on alcohol. She was drunk with need and on the passionate kisses she had shared with Chet, Will, and Kent. She was drunk on lust and wanted them to take the ache away, but wasn’t sure they were going to take things further than the kissing.
Walker turned her in his arms until her breasts were pressed into his chest and she couldn’t stop herself from rubbing her hard nipples against him. It didn’t seem to matter that she was wearing a chemise she’d cut down along with her pantaloons, or that she had a shirt on over the top of that. Every time her nipples contacted with Walker’s chest the ache in her breasts diminished for a short moment before coming back with a vengeance.
“You feel so good in my arms, darlin’.” Walker leaned down and whispered in her ear before he nipped her earlobe and then started sucking on it.
When his hands cupped and started kneading her buttocks, she realised that she’d wrapped her legs around his waist. She didn’t remember doing that, nor slinging her arms around his neck, but when she moved her fingers against his nape and his hair brushed over them like a caress, she threaded her digits through his short tresses. He released her lobe and then he started licking and nibbling down her neck, across her jaw, until finally his lips were on hers.
Lacy moaned, tightened her legs around his waist and clutched at his hair and lost herself in him. His tongue rubbed against and twirled with hers before retreating nearly all the way from her mouth only to surge back in again. She was panting for breath but there was no way she was stopping so she could regain it.
She whimpered with frustration when his tongue slipped from her mouth but groaned when he lightly bit her lower lip before sucking on it. With each pull of his mouth on her flesh her pussy clenched, causing more fluid to drip out. She wasn’t sure how much more she could take without getting some relief from the deep throbbing need pulsing inside of her. But she had no idea how to get any respite.
Walker kissed her again and by the time he released her mouth and lifted his head, she couldn’t see straight. She was trembling so much she knew if he put her down she would fall in a heap at his feet.
Lacy had never felt so out of control in her life. She wanted to beg him to alleviate the craving, but she was too breathless to speak and more than a little confused.
“She’s shaking like a leaf,” Walker said.
Lacy wasn’t sure if that was good or bad and wasn’t sure if she could face any of the men right now, so she buried her face in Walker’s neck and hid. She’d never hidden from anything in her life before, but she felt so out of her depth she didn’t know what to do or to think. In fact she felt like a little more of her brain had fried with each kiss and wasn’t sure if it would ever function the same again.
“She needs to come,” Chet said in a low, raspy voice.
Lacy wanted to ask, come where, but after so much kissing and panting her mouth had gone dry and she wasn’t sure she would be coherent.
“Lacy, lower your legs, darlin’.” Walker kissed the side of her head but she wasn’t sure she was ready to face any of them yet.
She shook her head and tightened her arms around his neck, hoping she wasn’t choking him.
“Lacy, lower your legs now,” Chet said in a firm voice, and although
she didn’t want to, she found herself obeying.
Walker bent and her feet connected with the ground. She eased her arms from around his neck and locked her knees. Although she was back on her own two feet, Walker didn’t totally let her go. His hands were on her waist clasping her as if he, too, was worried she wouldn’t be able to stand on her own.
She was shaking so bad, and though she tried to stop it that only seemed to make it worse.
“Lacy, we can take that ache away for you, sweetheart,” Will said.
“Do you want that, honey?” Kent asked.
“How?” Lacy managed to ask, even if her voice came out a little lower and rougher than normal.
“We could take your clothes off and touch your sex and breasts,” Chet stated in such a matter-of-fact voice that it took a moment for her to register what he’d said.
Lacy gulped and was about to refuse. Chet didn’t seem to be affected by any of the kissing and those words he’d spoken had been said so calmly she wondered why he wanted to marry her.
Her breathing was finally back to normal and as she went to lower her eyes to the ground, she saw the bulge in Chet’s pants. Surreptitiously shifting her gaze to Will’s crotch and then Kent’s, beneath her lowered lashes she saw they were in the same condition as Chet. Whether Walker had somehow figured out where she was looking, or maybe it was an accident as he shifted on his feet she wasn’t certain, but his body bumped into hers and she felt a hard ridge against her back before he moved away again.
And that’s when Lacy realised that they were serious. They all wanted to have a relationship with her even if she was married to Chet on paper.
She scraped her teeth over her lower lip and moved her eyes to the ground before finally lifting her head to meet each of their gazes.
Lacy wanted them touching and kissing her. She wanted them sliding inside of her, but most of all she wanted them to love her.
Maybe she was being naïve about the last bit, but she had strong feelings for each of these four men, and although she wasn’t sure what she felt for them was love, she wanted to be loved. She had no one left. Yes, Craig might still be out there somewhere, but she may never know for sure. Her papa was dead and she really had nothing to lose.
She didn’t want to end up in a whorehouse, and though she might be able to find work somewhere she knew she wouldn’t be safe near a lot of men when she had no way to protect herself other than her papa’s gun. There was no way she could shoot more than one man at a time. She’d hated taking that bushranger’s life but there was no way she was about to let him or his friends rape her, or anyone else. She’d been lucky that they’d been on a horse at the time because neither of the other two had been close enough to jump her or come at her from behind.
She wanted to get married and have children, but right now she wanted more kisses and if they could take the ache deep down inside of her away, the more the better.
“Lacy?” Walker asked as he moved around from behind her to stand next to his friends.
“Yes.”
Chapter Six
Walker wanted to shout with elation but he remained quiet. Just because Lacy said yes to them touching her didn’t mean she was agreeing to marriage. But that was a discussion for later because right now he couldn’t wait to get his mouth and hands on her sexy little body.
He moved away from Kent’s side and walked around behind her. She seemed to like being held by him before and he was just hankering to get her back in his arms. He stepped up behind her and wrapped his arms around her tiny waist. He was sure if he tried he’d be able to span her with his hands. Walker heard her sigh and then she leaned back against him and he was in awe of her trust since she hadn’t known them that long.
When he moved his arms from around her and splayed a palm over her belly, she sighed again and he shifted his other hand up over her ribs to the side of her breast.
Lacy made a mewling sound in the back of her throat and arched her chest, letting him know that she wanted more, but he wanted to be able to touch her naked skin, not over the layers of material she was wearing.
He moved his hand again, brushing his fingers over the hard tip of one globe as he reached for the buttons down the middle of her shirt. When he released the first pearl-like button from its tether, he paused to make sure this was what she really wanted, giving her time to change her mind. She surprised him and lifted her arms to remove the next button from its fastening.
Walker undid the next and the next button until her shirt was hanging open, and he spied the fine cotton of what appeared to be a chemise. He wondered how she was wearing such a long garment without it showing in bulges in her tight pants, and he figured it was time to find out.
He moved his hands to her shoulders and slowly pushed her shirt off and down her arms, before tossing it over to Kent. Kent’s hazel eyes were pinned to her chest and when Walker looked down he saw the outline of her areolae and nipples pressing against the shift, and then he saw the cut edge of the material and realised she’d cut it to just below her waist.
“Take it off,” Chet demanded in a hoarse voice, his eyes also pinned to her chest.
Walker was about to grab the hem but Lacy beat him to it. When he saw her hands tremble he wondered if it was because she was nervous or because she was turned on. Maybe a bit of both.
He watched avidly as the material inched up her torso and she paused when it was just beneath those full breasts. She licked her lips as if her mouth was suddenly dry and then she whipped the slip up and over her head.
“Sweet mother,” Will groaned.
“Would you look at that.” Kent moved his left foot forward as if he was about to pounce. His hands fisted around her shirt and then stopped as if afraid he would frighten Lacy.
“Those are the prettiest breasts I’ve ever had the pleasure of seeing.” Chet licked his lips as if he was already tasting those hard pink berries.
Walker was glad he’d moved around behind her and as she once more leaned her back against his front, he placed his hands on her rib cage, caressing up and down her sides, going higher and lower each time he moved.
“Look at them, darlin’,” Walker whispered in her ear. “Can you see how much they want you?”
Lacy moaned and nodded at the same time.
Walker moved his hands up again and didn’t stop until he had her breasts resting against his palms. He lifted them and growled at the weight of her feminine flesh and the warmth of her skin. She arched her chest again and this time he couldn’t and didn’t deny her silent demand.
He covered the globes with his hands and kneaded them gently. She moaned and then gasped when he thrummed his thumbs over the hard peaks.
Walker pressed his hard aching cock into her back and then bent so he could nibble on her neck. He glanced up when he caught movement and saw all three of his mates coming closer. Kent dropped her shirt onto the ground and Walker didn’t even think he knew he’d done that, but it didn’t matter. Nothing mattered now except showing Lacy pleasure.
Will reached her first and after nudging her chin up he lowered his mouth to hers and started kissing her wildly, passionately. Their mouths opened and tongues duelled and Lacy made the sexiest sounds he’d ever heard.
Walker sucked the skin beneath her ear and pinched her nipples between fingers and thumbs, eliciting a whimper and groan from her. Chet and Kent stopped at her sides and then Chet was undoing her pants while Kent knelt down and undid her boots. Before long Lacy was standing between them in all her naked glory. And what a glory that was. He’d never seen such a beautiful woman in all of his twenty-six years and knew he wouldn’t ever want anyone else but her.
* * * *
Lacy shivered as the ambient air touched her heated skin. She’d never been naked in front of anyone before and although she knew she should feel embarrassed, she wasn’t. The heat she saw in Chet, Will, and Kent’s eyes seared her to her bones and only made her hungrier for their touch.
Every time Wa
lker pinched her nipples she wanted more. No matter how much he kneaded, pinched, and plucked it didn’t take away the ache deep down inside.
Will released her lips and she panted in air, tying to slow her breathing, but she was so excited she couldn’t manage it. Moisture trickled from between her legs and coated the inside of her thighs. She wanted to press a hand against her pussy and relieve the interminable throbbing there, but she didn’t think that would help one little bit.
And then Chet grasped hold of her hips and walked closer to her on his knees. She gasped when he pressed his nose against her sex and held her breath when she heard him inhale deeply. Lacy shook with need but was a little trepidatious about how she smelled. She didn’t understand why he would do that, but when he looked up at her with glazed eyes and a smile formed on his lips she figured he must like her scent. His next words confirmed it.
“You smell delicious, love. I wonder if you’ll taste just as good.”
Walker shifted his hands from her breasts when Chet nodded at him and then Kent and Will grabbed a hold of her legs and lifted her. She clutched at Walker’s wrists, vaguely aware of digging her short nails into his skin, but couldn’t make herself let go.
“Relax, Lacy. We’ve got you. We won’t let you fall,” Walker said and then she was being lowered toward the ground, but they didn’t place her bare body on the grass. Walker supported her upper body on his thighs while Kent and Will placed her splayed legs over one of their shoulders.
Chet crouched down between her legs and when she saw he was staring at her sex she tried to close them, but Will and Kent wouldn’t let her.
“Look at me, darlin’,” Walker said.
Lacy tilted her head back and met his blue eyes.
“We are going to make you feel so good, Lacy. Chet is going to lick your little pussy until you scream in ecstasy.”
Lacy gulped audibly and hoped they hadn’t heard her, but she should have known they had.
“It’s all right, love,” Chet said as he stroked his hands up her inner thighs. “We know what we’re doing.”