Joaquin seemed content to hold her, humming a soft tune as he squeezed her every so often and directed the horse through the wooded area. Teresa relaxed and leaned against him, breathing in his manly scent.
He chuckled when she licked at his neck. “That tickles, but I like it.”
Teresa giggled and looked around them as her senses returned and she heard the sound of moving water. They’d journeyed deeper into the shadows, and she sighed in enchantment when the gurgling creek came into view. They reached a bend in it and arrived at a wide spot where there was a little grass growing so the horses could graze.
Looking up at Joaquin, she asked, “Can we play in the water to cool off?”
Joaquin’s eyes twinkled playfully, and he gave her his naughty-boy grin as he murmured, “Something like that, yes. We found this spot years ago with Jack, Ethan, and Adam, when we were all boys. In the summers, we came with Dad to the Warner Ranch. We’d sneak over the fence line not too far from here and play in the creek. That’s our old rope,” he said, pointing to a short length of rope that hung in one of the trees near the bank. “When the boys are old enough we’ll show them this place and probably replace the rope for them. For now it’s our secret hideaway.”
Angel walked up close beside them, and she felt his caress at her waist. “Ready to dismount, beautiful?” She turned her gaze to Angel and smiled. The way he said that endearment made her heart tremble because she knew he really meant it every time he said it. Angel didn’t just pay lip service. He backed up his words with action.
Joaquin kissed her one last time and whispered, “Thank you for trusting me, sugar.” Considering the sheltered upbringing she’d had and then the way fear had ruled her life until she’d met them, Teresa really had demonstrated her trust today. Sex on the back of a galloping horse was definitely on the wild side.
“My legs are like limp noodles.”
Angel shook his head. “That’s all right. I’ve got you and I won’t let you fall.”
Joaquin gently grasped her thighs and lifted her off his cock as Angel took her in his arms and held her. Joaquin heaved a sigh of male satisfaction as he carefully put his sated cock back in his pants and zipped up before climbing from Deseo’s back. He stroked the horse and whispered to him as Deseo turned to the spot where Esperer and Adoración grazed unfettered.
Teresa smiled up at Angel as he carried her down to the gently sloping creek bank. The water flowed freely around the bend, thanks to the recent rains they’d had, and Teresa giggled mischievously when Angel placed her on her feet at the edge and lifted the hem of her light sundress and pulled it over her head. He smiled when he saw the lacy push-up bra she’d worn for them and bent down to kiss the tops of her breasts. His breath was hot and tickled her skin, as he licked her with the tip of his tongue. Her pussy responded with a rush of wet heat, her labia engorging as her excitement grew at being completely naked in their secret hideaway.
“I’ll bet you never envisioned playing naked with your wife down here, did you?” she said.
Angel smiled, entrancing her with his golden eyes as the flickering shadows and glimmers of sunlight illuminated them. “Not when we were little. More recently it’s become a bit of an obsession. We’ve drawn up plans to build what the boys will think is a special tree house down here for them, but in reality it’s a playhouse for the grown-ups as well.”
From behind her, Joaquin whispered next to her ear, “And we’ll bring you here and make love to you anytime you want.”
The thought inspired a pool of her slick juices to seep from her slit. “Are you going to make love to me down here today?” She slipped her sandals from her feet and dropped them near her dress.
Angel held her gaze as he unhooked his belt buckle and pulled his T-shirt from his jeans. “Very thoroughly, yes.”
Teresa looked around for a likely spot but then realized if they’d been thinking about this then they already had the spot picked out. She turned toward the gurgling water and looked over her shoulder at them. “You don’t mind if I cool off in the water, do you?”
“We’ll join you as long as you don’t cool off too much.” Angel yanked his boots from his feet and placed them with his hat and her clothes before shucking the rest of his clothes along with Joaquin.
She slipped into the cool water and watched as more and more of their masculine physiques were revealed and cooed in appreciation when she noticed that not only was Angel hard and ready for her, but Joaquin was already stiffening up again. Their stamina never ceased to impress her.
She splashed with her foot and giggled as she moved deeper in the water.
“Teresa,” Angel called softly. When she met his gaze, he slowly pointed beyond her and put his finger to his lips. Slowly she turned and looked over her shoulder and peered down the creek. About one hundred yards down, a bobcat crouched at the water’s edge, gazing warily at her as it drank from the creek. It stopped and raised its head and blinked and then leaped away into the brush.
“It’s been a while since I’ve seen one of those down here,” Joaquin said as he joined her in the water.
Teresa turned to look at him and asked, “If we’re really quiet, do you think it might come back? Could there be more?” She peered up and down the creek bank.
Angel shook his head as he joined her on her other side and kissed her shoulder. “Doubtful. He’s long gone until we leave, and if there are any others, they probably are too. The noise and the horses probably scared them off.”
“Noise?” She didn’t think they’d been all that loud as they’d come upon the creek.
Angel grinned. “Joaquin hollered loud enough to wake the dead when he came.”
Joaquin turned in the hip-deep water and splashed Angel then dove away. “You’re just wishing it had been you comin’ so hard you saw stars.”
Giggling at their antics, Teresa pulled the clip from her long black hair which had come loose as they’d made love earlier. She ran her fingers through it before she twisted the mass back up and replaced the ornamental clip.
She stretched her arms over her head, arching her back and feeling completely alive and in love. Closing her eyes, she smiled as the dappled sunlight warmed her skin, and reveled in her contentment. She was ready to be made love to by another of the most important men in her life. The quiet caught her attention, and she opened her eyes to find both men staring at her, frozen in action.
* * * *
Angel’s heart pounded a rapid rhythm as he watched his beautiful woman bask in the sun’s rays like a goddess. Her movements as she ran her slim fingers through her long, silky hair had caught his attention and earned him an extra full splash in the face before Joaquin noticed and turned to stare too. She stretched her arms over her head and smiled with her eyes closed. The beat of his heart turned to a full gallop as the look of utter joy passed over her sweet face. His heart was filled with pride that he had helped put it there. His heart was filled with gratitude to God for bringing her into their lives.
She opened her eyes and caught them gaping at her. Her eyes twinkled merrily and she hit the water with the side of her hand, sending a spray into both their faces, and then splashed away. She watched over her shoulder, seeming more intent on having them chase her rather than whether or not she actually got away.
Angel easily closed the distance between them and scooped her up in his arms as she let loose a high-pitched giggle. “You caught me. Now what are you going to do to me?”
“Woman, I’m going to show you how much I adore you.”
Teresa gazed up at him, and the lust and love in her eyes had his heart racing yet again. She swallowed and managed one syllable. “Oh.”
Angel nodded and carried her to the creek bank where they’d entered the water. He set her on her feet and pressed his lips to hers as he wrapped his arms around her, squeezing her warm, naked body to him. Joaquin retrieved the blanket from Deseo’s saddlebag and laid it on the thick groundcover of leaves in a flat area nearby.
She scanned the creek bank around them. “Right here in the open?” Her eyes glittered with desire and heat, so Angel didn’t worry that she was truly concerned.
Nodding as his cock twitched with excitement, he replied, “Where anybody could see your beautiful body while I make love to you.”
She bit her trembling lip and smiled at them both. “Only if you keep me safe.”
“We’ll protect you,” he whispered in a deep voice that almost didn’t sound like his. Angel crushed his lips to hers in a swift, hot kiss and then let her step away. “Lie down on the blanket. I want to see you open and ready for me.” She took her time, getting on her hands and knees and giving them both a good look at her derriere and pussy before turning and lying on her back.
She removed the clip and shook her hair out so it was a wild mass around her head on the blanket. Resting one forearm behind her head, she arched her back and slowly spread her legs, revealing her drenched, swollen lips a bit at a time. Angel growled with pleasure as she painstakingly slid one graceful hand down her torso to her abdomen and her mound.
With almost shy movements, she slid a single fingertip through her wet slit, stroking her clit and causing her back to arch further with her pleasure. She added another fingertip and spread her lips so they could clearly see her engorged, glistening flesh. She smiled at him as her fingers ventured deeper, and his mouth watered at the sight of them dipping into her tight little cunt. Biting her lip, Teresa moaned, then spread her legs wider in invitation as she continued to stroke her pussy.
“Damn, our wife is hotter than hellfire,” Joaquin groaned.
Angel nodded mutely and stepped between her legs and kneeled before her, watching as the rosy blush in her cheeks grew, and she sighed as she pleasured herself. His cock pulsed in need of release inside her slick depths, and he reached for her questing hand. He bent down and sucked her slick fingertips into his mouth one by one, her juices flavorful on his tongue.
Joaquin lay down nearby and stroked her abdomen then slid his hand up to cup her breast and tease the nipple to a peak. She pressed her hand to his, making him grip her harder, and opened for his kiss when he leaned to her.
Angel’s cock throbbed, and the deep ache in his balls that had been there since they’d left on the horseback ride grew in intensity. He stroked her lower abdomen as he fisted the root of his shaft, and then he lifted her left thigh and pushed it up as he fitted his shaft to her opening. He growled softly when her cunt clenched at the contact, and he smiled with approval that she still reacted so easily to them.
He teased her slick pussy, holding his desire to plunge right in by the barest of threads. Her hips flexed against him, and she let loose a needful-sounding moan. Joaquin sat up and watched, lust in his eyes as Teresa took the first inch of Angel’s cock. Both he and his brother loved watching her as she gave herself to them.
“Yes,” she moaned as he thrust into her engorged cunt.
He gripped his shaft and took a deep breath because her sounds were so erotic and he didn’t want to come too soon.
While stroking his once again rock-hard cock in leisurely fashion, Joaquin laid his hand on the thigh Angel had been holding up while Angel did the same with the other one. Doing this opened her wide and hopefully increased her feelings of vulnerability. Judging by her panting breaths and the way she arched her back, they’d succeeded. He wasn’t surprised that Joaquin was ready for another go-round. She excelled at keeping them in a state of arousal.
Angel placed his thumb on her clit and massaged in a circular motion as he flexed his hips and thrust home with one stroke. Her eyes opened wide, and she cried out joyfully, placing her hand over his on her right thigh as he thrust again.
“Yes, Angel! Please, more!”
Her cream coated his shaft as he pulled nearly all the way out and slammed home again, the primitive place in his heart satisfied with the visual evidence that she was getting what she needed as he slid again into her slick cunt. He lifted her hips and angled his cock to stroke her G-spot and was rewarded with her high-pitched cries as he strummed the spot repeatedly.
Her pussy grew tight, and he knew she was close when her body trembled and froze, waiting for the thrust that would drive her over the edge. He groaned with pleasure, holding back his release as he gave her what she needed, and was gratified when the tension burst within her. Her cunt rippled and convulsed on his cock as her sensual moans and cries filled his ears.
Riding the wave he could no longer hold back, Angel thrust repeatedly, watching as she took every inch of his length between her silky lips. Her pussy tugged at him with each backstroke until the orgasm shattered his control. His cum pulsed in searing streams into her hot little cunt until it overflowed from her.
As he caught his breath, Angel looked up at his brother, who was still stroking his cock. Joaquin’s eyes held a question. Angel looked down at Teresa as she panted, looking like a beautiful angel. “Joaquin needs you again. Can you handle it?” He knew Joaquin would jerk off to completion, but it was nowhere near as satisfying. He knew because he’d been in the same position himself.
“Yes, of course.”
Angel withdrew from her silky, wet pussy and let Joaquin take his place. Joaquin murmured, “It’s not going to take long, I promise. I don’t want you to be sore for the ride back.” Angel knew Joaquin was as protective of her comfort as he was and would go easy on her.
She smiled seductively at him. “Give me your cock.”
Joaquin chuckled and tilted his head back, gasping with pleasure as he slid in gently with one long stroke.
“Love me, Joaquin. Take what you need and give me your cum.”
Angel could plainly see that her soft words stoked Joaquin’s fire. Teresa had a gift for doing that at the right moment. Angel lay down on the blanket and watched as the two of them flexed and writhed together. At Joaquin’s nod, Angel reached out and stroked Teresa’s clit, making sure she would come again too. Teresa moved with him, flexing her hips and letting Joaquin hold her thighs wide open. The deep rumble in Joaquin’s chest signaled his orgasm was near, and Teresa clawed at him, gripping his hands as she tensed up and came undone one more time. Joaquin howled in relief, thrust twice more, and then held still as he breathed in deep gulps of air and shuddered as he came.
“Yes!”
“Yes, baby.”
The three of them were drenched in sweat, and Teresa sighed deeply as she ran her fingers through her now damp hair. When Joaquin finally pulled out, they helped her sit up. She put her hands to her now rosy cheeks. “I need to get back in the water and cool off.”
“We all should. It’ll help wake us up. All I want now is a nap,” Joaquin said as he helped her to her feet.
They played in the water and rinsed off, and Teresa left her hair down for the ride back to the ranch, opting to sit in Angel’s lap for the leisurely return as Adoración followed along. Joaquin rode beside them, and she held his hand and Angel held her in his arms, her head resting lightly on his shoulder.
Teresa looked up at Angel with languid brown eyes. “I hope you build the tree house soon. I’ve missed having naughty little adventures with you like we used to before Eleazar arrived.”
The obstetrician had urged caution and plenty of rest because of slight complications toward the end of her second pregnancy. The men had become much more careful with her, even when she’d begged for them to take her together. True ménages were a rarity where before they’d happened with satisfying frequency.
Angel kissed her temple and glanced at Joaquin. “I guess we’ve been cautious with you for quite a while, haven’t we?”
Teresa giggled. “He’s going on three. I think so. I’m not saying I’m Superwoman, because they keep me really busy, but I’m not a fragile flower, either. I loved playing—really playing—with you today, both the fun stuff and all the sex, and I’d love it if we did that some more.”
She didn’t voice it as a complaint, merely as a hopeful request, and Ange
l squeezed her and said, “We want you to be happy.”
Joaquin chuckled. “And if wild, mind-blowing, ménage monkey sex is what makes you happy then we’re all about making you happy.”
“Says the former manslut,” Angel grunted, causing Teresa to burst into giggles. Joaquin had confessed his past reputation as a willing object for buckle bunnies on the rodeo circuit prior to having met her, and she’d generously wiped his slut-slate clean.
“Now he’s just my manslut,” Teresa said once she stopped laughing. “Mine, all mine.”
Chapter Eight
Charity wiggled her tush to the music playing in the kitchen as she stood in Grace’s pantry looking for a bottle of mustard. Grace and Ethan had just taken the last of the freshly seasoned meat out to the grill. She finally found the mustard and brought it outside to the large table where all the food was set up.
“Mack. No,” Lydia Carlisle commanded when her overly obnoxious lummox of a Great Pyrenees puppy nosed at the table with the food on it. The dog looked soulfully back at his mistress, groaned pitifully, and returned to the spot next to her feet where he’d been napping in the shade for most of the afternoon. “Good boy.”
“Row-rowr,” he sassed back at Lydia, much to Charity’s amusement.
“That’s right, Mack,” Charity said as she removed the seal from the mustard and set it on the table. “You know who the alpha bitch is, dontcha?”
“Row-rowr.”
Summer laughed as Ace fed her a bite of his ice cream and asked, “Is he always that mouthy, Lydia?”
Lydia chuckled and stroked his big white head. “He misses Jake.”
“Who’s that?” Buck asked from his seat at the edge of the pool.
Lydia smiled. “Not ‘who’ but ‘what.’ We have a barn cat named Jake. Big old ginger tabby. He tomcats around from time to time, and we haven’t seen him for a few days.”
Buck’s buddy and coworker Chad said, “Sounds just like you, Buck! I bet I know which one you’re talking about. I’ve seen one around here that fits your description.”
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