“What the hell, Jared?” Her voice sounded wispy and weak even to her own ears. Her heart raced, beating hard against her ribs. Adrenaline dried out her mouth and sent her body into a fight-or-flight tailspin. She smacked him on the shoulder just to release some of the energy. “Don’t you ever let someone know you’re behind them?”
“Sorry, sorry. I keep assuming you hear me walking around.” He reached out and pulled her into an embrace. His heat and slow heartbeat against her cheek helped to calm her body. He stroked a hand down her back and made soothing noises as if she were a startled animal. After a moment he chuckled under her ear. “So, were you sneaking into the tent?”
“No. Well, yes, but not for anything naughty. The wolves scared me and I thought I could sleep with you guys.” She leaned back so she could see his face. “You don’t mind, do you?”
“Mmm, a beautiful woman snuggled between me and my best friend? Nope, not minding at all.” He grinned at her. His face was only half-lit from the fire, but the side she could see held a sexy smirk. He hadn’t stopped smoothing his hand up and down her back and it started to make dips farther and farther down until he was skimming his palm over her ass. “Sure you want to sleep?”
“You are absolutely incorrigible. I need to sleep if we’re riding and fishing tomorrow—or later today, as it were. Do I need to drag my sleeping bag in to keep you from molesting me?”
“No, I’ll keep my hands off you. Come on, we’ll have to wake the grumpy one so you have enough space between us.”
“I heard that, and I’ve been awake since you scared the shit out of Arin and made her scream like a banshee.” Brent’s gruff voice filtered through the mesh of the tent. “Are you guys coming to bed or what? I’m tired and morning is going to come way too fast.”
“You heard him—get in there.” Jared gave her a little push and helped to get the zipper on the tent open. Brent already had their two bags opened to make one large platform. He held the top bag open so they could climb in. Arin lay in the middle of the pallet, trying not to touch either of the men as they settled in. She squeaked when a hand snaked out and dragged her into the hollow of Brent’s body. After a moment she relaxed into his arms and tried to calm enough to drift off. She didn’t think she’d be able to with all the testosterone-flavored air in the tent, but within moments the warmth and safety pulled her into sleep. Her last thought before drifting into the darkness of rest was that she’d never been snuggled so safely before, or so well taken care of.
* * * * *
Jared woke to a warm, soft body sprawled across his, and he grinned. Arin had settled down pretty quickly once they’d had her sandwiched between them. At some point during the night he must have rolled onto his back and she’d taken up residence on his chest. Her leg was bent and snug against his cock, which was happy to have her there. The rest of her body was flush against his side, warming him. Her arm was thrown over his chest. Her head was pillowed on his biceps and her slow sleeping breaths whispered across his pecs. Nothing could be more heavenly, he thought.
He turned his head slightly and breathed in the scent of her shampoo. Her hair was pulled into a braid, but enough of it had escaped that there were wisps stuck to his arm. He found Brent awake and watching them with a crooked smile on his face.
“I told you she was special.” Jared mouthed the words, afraid to place too much voice behind them and risk waking her.
He wanted to snuggle with her for as long as he could before she woke and tried to run from his arms. He knew Brent didn’t approve of Jared’s feelings for her, but he just couldn’t stop his heart from beating faster when she was near. He already loved her. Maybe not in an all-consuming way, yet, but he definitely didn’t want to think about her leaving. He could see her in his future, sharing his life and his bed for years to come. The thought of her growing round with his child, wrapped in their arms, snuggled between them, almost brought tears to his eyes. Every new piece she allowed them to see of herself and her life was another piece of the puzzle to Jared’s heart. Poetic nonsense, he thought, but so true. He wasn’t sure how he would handle her leaving in a couple of days. His plan was to bring Brent around to voicing his need for her in his life. Then they both could work on convincing her to stay with them.
“I know. You keep telling me that,” Brent whispered. He softly stroked a hand down her cheek, pure affection in his gaze. “I know what you want and what you think you see in her, I do. I just can’t jump into this as fast as you can.”
“I’m not asking you to jump into anything. All I’m asking is that you not fight it. I can’t help my feelings any more than you can. I love her, man. I really do.”
“You’re such a pansy.” Brent smiled.
Jared chuckled and glanced back down at the sleeping woman in his arms. Her warm breaths whispered across his chest, tickling the hairs and raising goose bumps. He felt the shift in her awareness when her breathing pattern changed. He lamented the fact that she was waking, but then again he so loved watching her blush. He looked over at Brent again and grinned. Maybe they could have some fun before climbing out of bed. It wasn’t every day that they had a beautiful woman between them in a tent out in nature’s splendor.
* * * * *
Arin came awake with the warm feeling of a hand between her thighs, inching ever closer to her pussy, and the hand wasn’t hers. Her eyes popped open and she gasped. The first thing she saw was Jared’s grin. The second was the fact that he was lying under her body and didn’t have a shirt on. Yum. Hunky man, shirtless, grinning at her like the Cheshire cat, and she hadn’t even had her coffee yet.
She surmised, through great deductive reasoning, that the hand now resting snugly between her thighs belonged to Brent. The same man who had her wrapped in wonderfully muscled arms from behind and was brushing warm lips against her neck. Mmm, she could wake like this every morning. That thought rolled over her like ice water. What the hell was she thinking? This wasn’t reality. It was just a break from life as she knew it. A vacation—remember that it’s just a vacation.
“Babe, what was that thought? You were all happy until that thought brought a frown to your face. Let it go. It’s too early in the morning to be stressing over something.” Jared reached over and lightly swept his fingers over her head. He pushed his fingers into her braid and pulled her forward until their lips met in a warm, sensual kiss.
She’d actually have bet good money that these two men were in the “World’s Best Kisser” category. There weren’t too many men on her list of people kissed, but when either of these boys put their lips to hers, she melted. He took it slowly, allowing her to savor the contact. His lips were warm and soft against hers. Her eyes closed as he delved into the recesses of her mouth. His tongue slid across hers, teasing her with a slow dance. She wrapped her arm around his neck, anchoring him to her and her to reality. Who wouldn’t surrender in this situation? Two gorgeous men surrounded her with hot bodies and soft lips.
She trembled when tender fingers swept lightly down the back of her neck. Warm lips followed the same path and goose bumps erupted down her arms. Brent’s hand wandered down her arm, brushing against her sensitive skin, and she shivered under his touch. Light strokes tickled along the edge of her breast. She ached with wanting to feel more of those soft touches. A moan escaped her lips and was swallowed by Jared’s kiss. A rush of heat pooled in her belly and an answering wetness coated her pussy. She fought the urge to arch her back and rub her aching clit against Jared’s thigh.
Quickly she was lost in a sea of roaming hands and hot mouths. The men took her mind and wrapped it around the sensual pleasures being meted out. Jared kept her mouth captive with his, slowly turning the heat up on his kiss. He forced her to play, and to give as good as she got. Brent stroked her body, trailing kisses over any exposed skin he could find. Lips, teeth and tongue worked along her neck, up to her ear and back down.
“Babe, let us take your shirt off. I want to taste those gorgeous breasts of yours.�
� Jared’s whispered words softly wafted across her cheek.
Arin nodded and tried to sit up but was stopped by Brent’s arms. “Darlin’, let us do the work.”
He rolled her back against his chest. Warm hands pushed the hem of her shirt up her belly as another hand slid underneath to cup a breast. She closed her eyes and let the sensations glide over her. She didn’t care who was touching and who was undressing her. It didn’t matter. She just wanted to feel. She raised her arms above her head to help.
“Lift your hips, babe.”
She did as she was told, raising her hips off the ground and squirming at the cool air as it stroked her heated flesh. With her pants and panties down to her thighs, she thought she’d scream. Jared lifted each foot slowly, sliding the fabric off her foot before setting it down and repeating it with her other one. While watching him and his half-lidded stare she’d forgotten to track where Brent and his wonderful hands had wandered. She gasped when he pinched a nipple. He tugged lightly as he rolled the sensitive nub between two fingers. The sensation burned a path from her breast to her clit. It throbbed in time with her racing heartbeat and she closed her eyes on a moan.
“Mmm, I think she likes that, Brent. Do it again.” Jared’s voice was gravelly and deep. She loved how they sounded when they were passionate.
Her thoughts splintered again as those same talented fingers pinched and rolled her nipple again. Could she come from just the thought of them touching her, or from being touched so little? Her hips moved of their own accord with the next tug of her nub.
“Open your eyes, Arin. Watch us.” Jared’s whisper shot goose bumps down her arms. She did as asked and gasped at the view.
They’d moved her to lie between them on the sleeping bag. Each man stared down at her with a look of such longing that it made her heart hurt. Their naked chests gleamed in the early morning light and beckoned to her fingers. They were perfection incarnate. “You guys are gorgeous.”
She squeaked when two tanned hands cupped her breasts and squeezed the flesh. Seeing them both touching her set something free inside. She’d known this was going to happen, known she wanted it, but to see it was something different. It was so right. Jared’s rougher hand skated down her stomach as Brent kneaded her breast and teased the nipple. She watched with rapt attention as he bent and swept his tongue over the nub. She moaned as Jared mimicked the move on the other side.
“Keep your eyes open and watch us.” Brent’s command was punctuated by another hot swipe of his tongue.
They each pulled a nipple into their mouth, swirling tongues around the contracted flesh. Her belly shook from the sensation. Hot hands slid down her stomach and pulled her thighs apart. She grabbed handfuls of their hair to give herself something to hold on to. Her body was going to explode in moments, and she needed an anchor.
“Spread your legs for us.”
She complied quickly, shifting her knees so her legs were wide open. She watched Jared shift between her legs and stare up her torso with the sexiest grin she’d ever seen. She had to release her hold on his hair as he slid down her body. He placed warm kisses over her belly, circling her bellybutton, then hovered over her pussy. She held her breath, waiting. The image was already feeding her need. She could almost feel his tongue on her clit. Never had she wanted someone’s mouth on her cunt so badly. Hot puffs of air teased her and a rush of moisture coated her pussy.
A moan escaped her lips when he looked up at her as he lowered his mouth to her. Fingers spread her lips apart a heartbeat before his tongue snaked out of his mouth and took a slow swipe along her folds.
“You like watching Jared go down on you, don’t you?” She turned her gaze to Brent and found him watching Jared as well. He slowly slid his gaze up her body, like a heated caress. When his eyes met hers, she melted. Need, pure and simple throbbed between them.
When he bent to capture her nipple again, she couldn’t keep her eyes open any longer. Sensations so strong had her back bowing and a whimper on her lips. Fingers stroked in and out of her pussy while hot lips tugged on her clit. Wet kisses and sensual licks had her on the edge of a release in moments. Brent’s hand wrapped around her other breast, tugging on the nipple in time to the suckling of the other.
Heat shot from her chest to her pussy, rebounding and colliding with the sensations Jared created. Her orgasm built, shaking her legs and sending fissures of light through her. She fought it, wanted to hold out for as long as possible to enjoy her first taste of real passion, but it was too much. Licks and swirls around her breasts combined with flicks of another tongue on her clit, and she exploded. She cried out and shook from it. Her breath hitched in her chest and her world contracted to two points of contact, then rushed out to every single cell of her body.
She came back from wherever people’s souls fly off to during an orgasm of mammoth proportions to two very gorgeous men watching her. She blinked a few times and grinned. She couldn’t help it. She’d never felt anything so fabulous. Not at her own hand, and definitely not with Robert. She sighed in contentment. “Wow.”
Matching grins answered her statement. Jared leaned down and took her lips in a searing kiss before releasing her and turning her toward Brent. “Kiss him, babe. Let Brent know how much you loved that.”
She did as she was asked. Arin pulled Brent to her and nipped his bottom lip. She licked over the little hurt and smiled against his lips when he moaned. She’d never been a kisser before, but being able to slide her tongue against his, share her breaths and know that he enjoyed it as much as she did, made her so much more forward. His lips were warm against hers and he opened for her when she licked along the seam of his mouth. He let her lead, let her delve into him and play.
The crinkle of a condom wrapper behind her stilled her investigation of Brent’s mouth. She leaned back and glanced over her shoulder. Jared was naked, gloriously so. His cock was straining upward from the apex of his thighs and he was just rolling the condom down his length. A whimper of need slipped through her lips and a fresh rush of heat bloomed in her pussy. The sight of him ready and erect had her nearly panting.
She glanced back at Brent, worried that he’d feel slighted by her obvious reaction to Jared, but he was smiling that wicked grin. “You want to ride him, don’t you, darlin’? He’s ready for you.”
“You’re sure?” She couldn’t quite figure out how to express her concerns, but she didn’t want either of the men to feel as if she wasn’t being equal.
Brent leaned forward and pressed his lips to her ear. His whispered words had her shuddering. “Remember what I told you? I love watching. Get up there and ride that cock, Arin.”
Jared helped to roll her over and guided her until she was straddling his hips. His face was hard and sharp-angled, jaw clenched and muscles jumping under the skin. He watched her with an intense gaze. “You control it. You can go as fast or as slow as you want—take pleasure from me.”
Slipping Jared’s cock into her drenched pussy was moan-worthy. He filled and stretched her. She moved above him in slow slides, working down his shaft until he was fully inside her. She watched him close his eyes and push his head back into the pillow, neck muscles straining. Moving on his cock felt wonderful. Each downstroke had his pubic bone rubbing against her sensitive clit, each upstroke rubbed against her G-spot. She set up a tempo that had them both panting and straining. She wanted to watch him come and increased her rhythm to drive him over the edge.
A grunt from Brent brought her focus to him. He was sprawled next to them, hand wrapped around his cock. He was stroking himself to the same rhythm she was using to ride Jared. Brent’s eyes were riveted to her chest and his lips were pressed tightly together. She wondered what he’d sound like when he came. Would he be a shouter?
The sight of Brent stroking himself was one of the most erotic things she’d ever seen. A gush of moisture coated Jared’s cock and increased the slickness as she rode him.
“You like watching him jerk off, don’t you?”
Jared’s question brought her gaze back to his. He slid a hand between them and brushed his thumb against her clit. Her body jerked at the touch.
She threw her head back and increased the tempo of her hips. “Oh God, that feels good.”
“Watch Brent, babe. Watch him come while you ride me.” Jared’s command was low and strained. “Then you’re going to come on my cock while I come inside you.”
She raised her head again and opened her eyes. Brent’s hand was still working his cock and precum coated his shaft, making it all shiny. The head had darkened and his face was drawn, his eyes riveted on hers. She glanced down again at his fist and faltered in her movements. She wanted to taste him.
Jared’s hands grasped her hips and kept her moving. His were moving under her, pistoning up so his pelvis slammed against hers. In a brazen move she skated a hand between their bodies and rubbed her clit. She wanted to come again around Jared. She was so close.
Brent’s shout had her gaze swiveling back to him and she gasped as she watched ropes of cum shoot from his cock. His eyes were still open, glued to her body as his hand continued to move over his shaft. The image of him coming and her fingers working her swollen nub sent her over the edge. She shattered again, shuddering around Jared’s dick as he powered into her. He came a few pumps later, pulling her down onto his cock and holding her still while his member throbbed inside her.
She collapsed on Jared’s chest, spent and gasping for air. Warm hands slid over her heated skin. She couldn’t separate whose hands were where and that just seemed right. It didn’t matter who was where as long as they were together. They maneuvered her between them again, chuckling at her whine when Jared slid from her sensitive tissues. Arms wrapped around her, quiet words were spoken and soft kisses fluttered over her forehead and face just as she drifted off to sleep.
Chapter Eleven
“Arin, I swear if you don’t call me back within the next hour I’m going to go to your apartment and burn it down. How dare you fucking ignore my calls? I own you.” Robert’s slurred growl seemed too loud and too sharp coming through the little speaker on her phone. There’d been four new messages from him since last night, each of them progressively more demanding and threatening. He hadn’t been violent with her before. Sure, he’d put her down and not really been all that nice, but she was really starting to get scared.
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