The Mount Series Boxset

by K D Grace

  ‘I’ll do it.’ The words were out almost before he knew it, then he added quickly. ‘But I’m doing it for you, Elsa, not for Mr Picket, not for Pike. I’m doing it because it turns you on.’

  Before she could respond, he laid a finger across her lips. ‘And don’t think this means you’re off the hook for the way you ran out this morning, or for any of the other shit we need to talk about.’

  ‘Nick, I –’

  He stopped her words with a hard kiss and, even in all his confusion, he was hopeful when she returned it, her warm, expressive tongue reintroducing itself to his. She pulled away far sooner than he wanted, then stood. ‘I have to get ready for tonight’s act, and since you and Pike’ll be in the control room, maybe you can get him to talk you through your part.’ She bent and kissed him again, and nodded him toward the door.

  He left the room knowing, even as he mentally kicked himself for the fact, that he wouldn’t back out, that he would do this for Elsa, and that if he couldn’t get some clear idea in his head as to what needed to happen next, he might be joining Elsa and Pike and the whole Mount Vegas crew in prison before very damned long. And yet, in spite of Detective Havers’ visit, he still couldn’t bring himself to believe they were doing anything wrong.

  Chapter Fifteen

  Nick thought he’d be jealous when things got hot and heavy between Elsa and Pike in the back seat of his limo, but what he got was turned on. OK, he could have been imagining it, but every so often, he was sure he could catch Elsa’s gaze darting toward the mirror. He knew it was all part of Mr Picket’s fantasy, that the woman and the man in the back deliberately get the limo driver hot. But this was more. This was Elsa returning the favour. Yes, he could be imagining it, but that was his fantasy, wasn’t it? By the time Pike had pulled aside the scoop top of her halter dress and nursed noisily on first one and then the other of Elsa’s exquisite breasts, Nick had his fly open and one hand fisted around his cock while the other rested on the steering wheel. He knew there was a camera showing the driver’s response to the back seat action, and it was a testament to how far down this kinky road he’d gone that it didn’t bother him at all that someone – a man, even – was watching him jerk off.

  In the mirror, he could see Elsa squirming in the seat until her skirt was up over her hips. Pike yanked the crotch of her panties to one side. She offered Nick a teasing smile and spread her legs, sliding down farther in the seat. He got a tantalizing view of her heavy pout before Pike splayed her with his hand and thrust his long middle finger into her. She whimpered and bore down, then they both giggled like naughty schoolchildren and shushed each other. ‘You’ll make me wet his seat,’ Elsa whispered, just loud enough for Nick to hear.

  ‘Hell, you’ll be squirting all over the floor once I get your G-spot all warmed up,’ Pike said.

  Nick was sure he could see the moisture puddling beneath Elsa’s bottom and running down the edge of the seat already. His cock felt like a lead weight between his legs. He eased off on the stroking, afraid if he didn’t Elsa wouldn’t be the only one squirting all over the floor.

  ‘Mmm,’ Pike sniffed. ‘I bet he can smell you. I bet he can smell how horny your little pussy is. Bet his cock’s as stiff as mine.’ Nick could see him thumbing her clit. ‘Bet he’d love to stick it up your hot, pouty cunt.’

  ‘Oh Christ! Oh fuck! I’m coming,’ Elsa hissed, then she shuddered until her tits bounced, and braced her stiletto-shod feet against the floor, arching and writhing. Nick could hear the wet stroking of Pike’s fingers scissoring inside Elsa’s slit, and he thumbed the tip of his cock to hold his wad. Damn, he was beginning to understand why voyeurism was such big business for Mount Vegas.

  ‘I’m gonna make you come until you can’t walk straight, you filthy little thing,’ Pike said. Elsa was fumbling to release Pike’s cock. For a second, Nick felt fear course up his spine at the sight of the man’s straining erection, thick and pale like marble in the ambient light. Nick’s anus clenched involuntarily and he faltered for a moment in his stroking, until Elsa leant down and took Pike’s dick into her mouth, all the way into her mouth, and Nick was thumbing himself again. Hard. As if that weren’t bad enough, Elsa scrambled to reposition herself in the stretch limo so that she half stood, half squatted in front of Pike, head down in his lap, thrusting and sucking while her arse rose to perfect view in Nick’s mirror, her sopping pussy clenching and releasing just above the beaded hard-on of her clit. Pike reached around to spread her bottom, to pull her open so the dark of her hole was exposed, dilated and gripping, in Nick’s view, and Nick couldn’t hold back a moan.

  Elsa pulled away from Pike long enough to ask, ‘Driver? Driver, is your cock hard?’

  ‘Sorry, ma’am,’ Nick said. ‘But it’s really difficult not to be … excited. You two aren’t very subtle.’

  Both Elsa and Pike laughed. ‘No we’re not,’ Pike said.

  ‘Wanna join us?’ Elsa turned so that her breasts were right in his line of sight.

  ‘No, I couldn’t, really. It’s against the rules and –’

  ‘We’ll pay you for your time, won’t we, sweetie?’ she said, turning back to Pike.

  ‘What, you mean like a ménage?’ Nick said.

  ‘Yeah, a ménage,’ Pike replied, as though he’d just thought of the most brilliant idea. ‘Not an opportunity we get too much out in Iowa, ménage in a limo.’

  Nick was already pulling into the parking garage at the Tropicana. ‘Oooh, do hurry,’ Elsa whimpered. ‘I want to see that hard cock of yours, driver. What’s your name? No, don’t tell me. It’ll be more fun for all of us if we don’t know each other’s names. Tell me, driver, do you have your cock out?’

  ‘Not room for it in my jeans,’ Nick said. ‘Not with you two carrying on like that.’

  Elsa giggled. ‘Afraid I did get pussy juice all over your seat, and I think there’ll probably be some jizz, maybe lots of jizz before too long. Would you like to jizz my pussy?’ She wiggled her bare bottom at him. It took him two seconds to park and throw open the back door. Elsa had gone back to work on Pike’s cock and Nick slipped in beside her and began to finger her wet pussy. She moaned around Pike in response.

  ‘You two married?’ Nick asked.

  Pike practically guffawed. ‘Are you kidding? We just met at the bar last night. Found out we’re both here for the same thing – and I’m not talking the casinos.’

  ‘Well, there’s plenty of that to be had here in Vegas,’ Nick said, then grabbed his penis in his fist and shoved it up into Elsa’s pout. She mmmphed her approval around Pike’s cock.

  ‘She’s tight, isn’t she?’ Pike said. ‘And holy fuck, I’ve never seen anyone so slippery. You like that, don’t you, driver?’

  Nick only grunted and nodded in response. Elsa ran an exploring hand back to cup his balls and stroke his thigh. They were all scrunched in the back, way tighter than need be, but Nick was humping Elsa hard and she had Pike way down her throat with him hunched over her like he was afraid she might desert her post.

  ‘Let me have some of her pussy juice,’ Pike said, and Nick pulled out just enough for Pike to scoop his fingers through Elsa’s wetness, then buried his cock to the hilt and continued thrusting.

  ‘She’s like wet silk, isn’t she?’ Pike said.

  Nick mumbled his agreement. Though he knew it was coming, though he was expecting it, when Pike pushed his wet finger up against his anus, he froze.

  ‘It’s all right,’ Pike breathed. ‘You’re OK with that, aren’t you, buddy? It doesn’t mean anything. Just means the three of us are filthy horny, just means we want to enjoy each other fully. Doesn’t it? Isn’t it OK?’ He gave his slippery finger a little wriggle, and Nick released a shaky breath.

  ‘I’ve never … I mean, I don’t mind or anything … it’s just that …’

  ‘Hell, man, I haven’t either,’ Pike said. ‘But it’s Vegas. We got all night, buddy, and I promise you we’ll compensate for the fares you’ll miss. And we’ll pay you
too.’

  They all laughed nervously and Nick relaxed.

  ‘That’s it, that’s better. You’ll like this. I can tell,’ Pike said. ‘We’ll all like this. Just relax your little asshole and let me make it feel good.’

  ‘I want to see! I want to see!’ Elsa gasped, releasing Pike from her mouth. She pulled herself off Nick’s cock and turned to face him. There was a mad scramble in the seat with Nick suddenly sandwiched in the middle. Elsa positioned herself half seated with her back against the far door, one leg up over the back seat and one pressed hard against the back of the front seat, all inviting-like. Nick ploughed into her, feeling shivers down his spine and Pike’s breath against his arse crack just before he felt the man’s tongue lap at his pucker, and he nearly went through the roof.

  ‘Oh fuck! Oh God,’ he gasped. ‘No one’s ever … I don’t know if …’ And hell if he could formulate a sentence.

  ‘It’s all right. It’s all right,’ Elsa whispered against his ear.

  Nick felt like he was on both ends of the seesaw at once, with Elsa’s tight, velvety grip milking his cock for all it was worth each time he thrust and with Pike behind, easing his finger past the tight sphincter into untouched territory. And Nick couldn’t say he didn’t like it. Nick couldn’t say shit at the moment because his brain was offline and his body was losing control.

  ‘We’re gonna make this good,’ Pike whispered. ‘We’re gonna make this so good for all of us.’ Then he squirmed away and Nick heard something ripping, heard something squirting, and felt cold wetness on his anus. ‘We found some of this super-glide lube in a really nasty sex shop, gonna make your little pucker all slippery and ready for me and my cock all slippery for you.’ He shoved two fingers into the cool slick.

  Before Nick knew it, Pike was scissoring his anus, stretching and probing. And all of the things he felt, all of the anticipation and dread and fear and arousal, all of them surged together up his spine, down his belly and into his cock, thrusting into Elsa’s heat.

  She pulled him down to her and kissed him over and over, her fists curled against his upper back. ‘It’s gonna be good, sweetie. It’s gonna be so good. I think it’s so hot what you two are doing. You’ll make me come so hard. My poor little pussy won’t be able to stand it.’

  Maybe she was trying to distract him, because they both knew that what he now felt up tight and slippery against his hole was Pike’s substantial cock. And somewhere in the back of his brain, he thanked his lucky star that it was Pike’s penis and not Horse’s that was about to initiate his butthole.

  Pike laid one large hand on his lower back, almost as though he were trying to calm him. He probably was, actually. Then he slid it down to part Nick’s butt cheeks while his other hand guided his penis home. ‘Just relax now.’ Pike’s voice was tight with arousal, his breath controlled with effort. ‘I’m gonna push into you now, just relax.’

  ‘Do it! Just do it.’ Nick gasped, bracing himself for impact, impact that was slick and grudging and stung and burned like fire and felt like it reached all the way up his spine.

  ‘Jesus that’s so hot, that’s so damned hot, that’s amazing,’ Elsa said. And just as Pike made his first real thrust and Nick felt like he was being assaulted by a battering ram, she whispered against his mouth. ‘You’re amazing.’ And suddenly, the burning and the blunted ploughing gave way to wild, intense fullness, and he was amazing! He would be amazing for Elsa Crane.

  At first the three of them were awkward and off balance, sliding and hunching over the seat, nearly falling onto the floor. Then they caught their stride. Nick seesawed forward into Elsa’s outrageously hot pussy, then back onto Pike’s hard penis. He decided the man was aptly named. And then the rhythm changed so that all forward thrust buried itself into Elsa’s receptive opening, with Pike following Nick in hard. And then all backward momentum pressed and impaled itself onto Pike’s drilling cock. Nick wasn’t exactly sure when it happened, but he knew it had. At some point they were no longer roleplaying. They were themselves, so much themselves that he feared the two could read his thoughts. Nick feared the two could see right through him. And even as it frightened him, in the scheme of things it seemed like the logical progression of the trust they needed to have in each other, of the place they needed to go together if they were to do this.

  Tension built until Elsa tumbled into orgasm that began with a tremor up through the grip of her pussy and then rocked and shuddered through her whole body. It was Elsa’s orgasm that laid the foundation, which sucked the two men in and down and over the edge. The first shudder of Pike’s cock up inside Nick felt like a heartbeat, harder and harder, faster and faster, and the hard grip of his stomach muscles shoved Nick forward deep as he unloaded into Elsa’s hungry, convulsing depths. The smell of sex filled the limo and the sounds of grunts and moans were muffled tight against each other. The windows were steamed with their body heat, and the strange sense of comfort washing over Nick was something he would have never expected as they collapsed onto each other in the back of the limo, slipping and sliding across the seat. And, strangely, Nick found that he welcomed Pike’s kisses as easily as he had Tanya’s or Deb’s or Beetle’s. In fact, he welcomed Pike’s body next to his on the seat. But it was Elsa’s breath he felt like his own, Elsa’s heartbeat he felt shuddering against his palm, and Elsa’s words that filled his brain.

  ‘You are amazing.’ Those words were not a part of the act. Nick didn’t know how he knew it. He just did.

  Chapter Sixteen

  This time, Nick didn’t make excuses when the whole Mount Vegas gang descended on the suite in the Tropicana with its enormous Jacuzzi and two orgy-ready bedrooms. The equipment had been packed away by the time Elsa, Nick, and Pike got to the suite and Beetle and Deb had ordered enough room service to feed half the hotel. Deb launched herself at the three of them in a group hug. ‘You brought him along this time,’ she said to Elsa, planting a huge, sloppy kiss on Nick’s surprised mouth.

  ‘Contractual obligation,’ Elsa said, offering him a smile. She knew she should keep her distance. There were plenty of people for her to play with tonight. Deke was back to full strength and would be doing his first act tomorrow night. Horse and Pagan had just done a very filthy guy-on-guy gym scene and Deb and Kandi had taken over the dungeon. Beetle and Deke had run the control room. Really, her plan was just to get Nick involved with the rest of the gang and then quietly slip away. It would be better that way, no matter how much she wanted to stay for a little one-on-one. But Nick wasn’t that easy to palm off, and when everyone else headed toward the feast spread on the table and the kitchen countertop he pulled her aside into the soft lighting of the entranceway. He took her mouth like it was the feast, like he would settle for nothing less, and she might have pulled away if she’d been any less hungry for him. She should have pulled away. And yet when he touched her it was like being drawn to magnetic north.

  ‘Food can wait, Elsa,’ he said. ‘I want you right now. I want you bad.’

  ‘Nick, please.’ She made a half-hearted effort to push him away as his hand found its way inside her top, palm cupping her weight, thumb sweeping her nipple. ‘Nick … please,’ she repeated into his mouth. ‘Nick, please.’

  ‘Please what, Elsa?’

  He nibbled at her ear, then at the soft spot low on her nape that sent shivers down her spine, sent a flush of wet heat rushing below her belly. And all the sensations, the delicious, frightening, disturbing sensations Nick Chase always aroused in her seemed to converge beneath her breastbone, grabbing at her breath, making her insides quiver like she walked in high places, like if she fell the fall would be desperate and terrifying. But then again, Nick Chase could almost make her believe that if she fell, she could fly.

  His fingers slipped up under her skirt, into the residual slickness of his own release mixed with hers. He tweaked her, parted her, and she came. Christ! Could it really be that easy for him to take her, to control her? He didn’t give her a moment to contempla
te. Somewhere above her ragged breathing, she heard the zip of his fly and, in a move that was so nearly effortless she could have believed herself lost in a dream, he lifted her onto him. He shifted and grunted and impaled her.

  ‘Elsa,’ he whispered against her neck. ‘Dear God, Elsa. I can’t get enough of you.’

  ‘Grub’s served,’ someone called from the kitchen. Someone else shushed the voice and said something about leaving them alone.

  It happened quickly, like a lightning strike, like a gust of wind at the height of a storm. He thrust, his hands cupping and kneading her arse. She gripped, her legs curled around his waist, her face buried against his mussed hair. Then they were freefalling into each other’s release as though they hadn’t just come a little while ago in the limo, as though they had never come at all until this moment. And when it was finished, when the tremors that shook them passed, and Nick’s lips settled once again to hers, the smell of food came back to them, and the sound of their friends, the people Elsa cared about, came back into focus, and he settled her onto her feet with a smile that did things to her. ‘There. That’s better, isn’t it?’ He said. And it was. It really was better.

  There were backslaps and hugs and kisses all around as Elsa and Nick joined the party. ‘Here’s to another job well done,’ Deb said raising her glass. Everyone toasted.

  ‘I hear Mr Bernard was very pleased with the cock play in the gym,’ Deke said, addressing Pagan and Horse.’

  ‘As well he should be.’ Horse practically inhaled a fajita. ‘Those weights were fucking heavy.’

  Pagan offered him a wicked smile. ‘Why, thanks, buddy.’ He adjusted his junk, barely covered in a pair of dark cotton shorts. ‘I like to think so.’