“You know better than that.”
“Maybe I want a spanking.” She’d relived the crop experience over and over again, knowing that she wanted that again.
“Next time.”
Damn.
He pressed in another finger. The combination of the two working together brought so much pleasure. Randy plucked and teased her breasts, adding to the enjoyment. He leaned over and nibbled on her neck. The hairs stood up as his lips brushed over her skin.
Blake removed his fingers. More strawberry perfumed the air. Her pussy clenched, getting ready for the sexual adventure. He pressed a hand on her back, and she resumed the hands-and-knees position. He rubbed her ass as he nudged open her muscled hole with his cock. She relaxed the best she could, but that was difficult when her nipples were pulsating from what Randy was doing.
Blake stopped moving as soon as he popped past the ring. He groaned and squeezed her ass. “You are so tight.” His breaths came out fast.
When he seemed to gain his composure, he edged deeper. She rotated her chest a bit in an attempt to get more pressure from Randy’s hands, and in the process, Blake’s cock hit a truly sensitive spot. Tiny electric shocks burst forth.
Randy left her breasts and concentrated on her neck and head. He cupped her face, leaned down, and kissed her hair. “You smell good.”
She opened her mouth to respond when Blake drove in deeper. His cock seemed to have grown since the last time. Her heart hitched. Then Blake withdrew a bit and followed with another plunge. He continued his back-and-forth movement until he was seated fully in her.
“You okay?” he asked.
Maybe she’d moaned or groaned, but she couldn’t remember. “Uh-huh.”
Randy placed his hands on her shoulders and brought her up to a kneeling position again. She widened her eyes. The change of position stimulated a new set of nerves.
“Take it easy.” Randy kissed her.
Blake held on to her hips and stretched out his legs next to her. “I’m going to lean you back so Randy can feast on your pussy. Would you like that?”
“You know I would.” She’d been spewing juices for a while and had to have a cock.
When she rested on her hands, Blake’s cock went a lot deeper, nearly impaling her.
Blake pushed her hips upward. “Stay still. Let us make love to you.”
“Okay.”
She watched Randy lower himself to the bed and then lick her. The stimulation nearly made her topple. His tongue slashed across her clit at record speed. As soon as he sopped up her juices, her pussy would spew more. He added his fingers to the mix as Blake moved again. Her mind could barely catalog the sensations from Blake’s cock to Randy’s velvety tongue.
Her moans sounded embarrassingly loud. At least the men grunted almost as much as she did.
“I have to fuck you now.” Randy got on his knees then placed one foot on the bed.
He grabbed his cock and moved in.
She lifted her hips to meet him. The moment his dick got close to her opening, it was like she’d sent out a tractor beam and reeled him in. She grabbed onto his biceps for support as he slid down her wet channel. Her eyes widened.
Randy stopped. “You okay?”
“I didn’t think what would happen when you both were inside me. I’m totally full. Can’t you feel each other?”
“Yes.” Randy edged out. “I’ll go slow so you can get used to having both of us loving you.”
His softly spoken words excited her. She wanted to move her hips, but that would throw off Blake. She closed her eyes for a moment and absorbed the delirious rush of being with both men she loved.
Blake withdrew and headed in again as Randy ate up the space. For a bit they alternated until she got used to having them both. “Can you go faster?”
She didn’t want them to hold back. She needed to feel the passion and the power unleashed inside her. Randy honored her request and shot down her pussy walls, taking up a lot of room. Blake joined in. Their cocks must have been a skin width apart. As they drove into her, they got into sync, both entering at the same time and leaving together. With each pass, different nerves were hit. Her clit rejoiced. The climactic tension built, forcing her heart to keep pace. Their breaths turned ragged and her moans morphed into almost yells. Pleasure bubbled up inside her as they drove for their release.
“Fuck me hard.”
They honored her request. Sweat beaded on her forehead, and her breaths turned to small puffs. Desire stroked her insides as the heat ignited. They pounded her pussy until a tsunami-size climax shook her to the core.
“Holy moly. Heaven help me.”
Their cocks expanded at the same time, and her breath disappeared. Their jism rammed against the condoms and set her body on fire. As they pumped into her, they both held still. Her fingernails dug into Randy’s arms.
Her mind no longer functioned. All three held still until the pulses stopped.
Randy dropped his head until his forehead was touching hers. “Did I happen to mention that I love you?”
“I didn’t hear that.”
“I love you.”
She smiled. “You might have to say that a few hundred more times.”
“I like showing you better.”
“That works for me.”
Randy withdrew first and pulled her forward onto her knees, popping Blake out. Her whole body vibrated. She was sore in places she didn’t know existed, but she loved every minute of the lovemaking.
Randy went to get the cloth to clean them up. She dropped onto her stomach. All April could do was lie there and gather her thoughts. As wonderful as the sex had been, she wondered what came next. Would Randy be moody tomorrow, or would Blake realize he didn’t have time for a new relationship?
Only the next few weeks would tell.
Chapter Sixteen
The next few weeks were hectic but wonderful. April either spent the night at Blake and Randy’s house, or one or both visited her at her apartment. Randy seemed much happier with each passing day, which pleased her to no end.
As much as she wanted to spend more time with them, she, too, had work to do. It was time to create lesson plans and attend faculty meetings. The kids didn’t arrive at school for another two weeks, but knowing her free time was coming to a close saddened her. She loved being able to visit her men when she needed a fix.
With the start of school nearing, she also wanted to visit her folks as much as she could. She had the morning unaccounted for, so she drove over. Her mom was playing in the living room. April could hear the music as soon as she stepped from the car. Her mother stumbled over a few notes as April neared.
“Knock, knock.”
Her mom looked up. “Hi. This is a pleasant surprise.”
“Keep playing. I’d love to listen.” Each night Randy would play for them, which created wonderful memories.
“Randy wrote this song for me, and I’m trying to learn it.” Her mom started again and got halfway through before her fingers tripped up. The cadence was beautiful and fit her mom’s style.
“That’s amazing.”
April couldn’t be happier listening to her mom work on one of Randy’s pieces. For the next half hour, she played the piece over and over until she worked through the difficult combination of chords.
Another knock sounded on the screen door, and Randy peeked his head in. “Am I disturbing anything?”
“No,” she and her mom said in unison.
“I saw April’s car and just came to see if she wanted to go for a horseback ride.” He glanced over at her.
“I’d love to, but only if you and Mom play something together.”
Her mom shook her head. “I am nowhere near Randy’s level.”
“Nonsense, Mrs. C. You know ‘Chopsticks,’ don’t you?”
Mom laughed. “Everyone knows that.”
“Scoot over. You play the regular melody, and I’ll add
in the other part.”
Randy sat down next to her. He let her play the base song one time before jumping in and adding the accompaniment. April had to admit it sounded quite professional.
When they were done, her mom laughed. April didn’t remember hearing her sound so young. She turned back around. “April, do you think you could convince Blake to come to dinner tonight?” She patted Randy’s thigh. “You two are invited, too.”
“I can give him a call.”
The three of them hadn’t been together at the house. In fact, the only time her father had met with Blake was at Randy’s concert. Even then, they didn’t have much time to chat. Given that Blake had grown up on a large farm, he’d fit in perfectly once the talk turned to ranching.
“You ready?” Randy held out his hand.
She loved that he was now so open, but that he still had that sexy edge to his personality. “See you tonight, Mom.”
“Have fun.”
The last time she rode, her ass was sore after the whipping she requested. Having sex in the barn had been dumb since any one of the cowboys could have come in and caught them. She could only imagine her dad’s reaction to that!
“Give me a sec while I get Fleet of Foot ready for you.”
She followed him to the stall. “You know where you want to go?”
“I do.” Just like Randy not to give her any details.
He led out her horse and saddled him for her. She spoke to the horse for a bit while Randy readied his horse. She put her foot in the stirrup and swung her leg over. “I’m ready.” This time she wasn’t scared.
They walked the horses out into the warm summer air. As soon as they warmed up the horses, Randy picked up the pace, and she followed. The day was hotter than normal, so the breeze felt good on her face. This time, she was able to relax her legs and enjoy the scenery.
They headed north toward the mountains and passed cattle and a few of the cowboys. He seemed to be heading to the same spot she’d chosen for her first ride. Sure enough, when they arrived at the copse of trees, he jumped off his horse and helped her down.
“Tie up your horse.” He took off the blanket from the back of his saddle and pulled a bag out of his saddlebags. “Come on.”
She traipsed next him, excited to be surrounded by nature in this secluded alcove. When they reached the clearing, Randy placed the blanket on the ground and unhooked his jeans.
She laughed. “What are you doing?”
“It’s hot. There is a body of water. I’m doing what any sane person would do. Going swimming.”
Randy had so changed from the taciturn man she’d first met. Since no one would come near, especially when they spotted the horses near the entrance, she decided to play along. “I’ve lived here my whole life and have never been skinny dipping in this pond.” The wonderful image of swimming under the waterfall with Blake popped into her mind.
“Stick with me, babe, and I’ll show you a whole new adventuresome life.”
She would have liked to strip him of his clothes, but he’d discarded them so fast, she didn’t have a chance. Standing on the blanket, she got rid of her boots and socks then took off her pants. “That’s so much cooler.”
“I’m liking the view.” He winked.
His cock had already hardened. The pond looked to be about six feet deep, but the bottom was all mud. There was no way they could stand and have sex in there.
Randy stepped over and helped her pull off her T-shirt. The moment her jog bra hit the blanket, his mouth was all over her tits. He pressed his cock against her pussy.
“If we don’t get into that water, I might have to have sex with you,” she said.
He scratched his chin. “Mmm. That’s a big choice.”
The sound of hooves beating against the ground reached her. “Oh, shit.” April bent down and shook out her jeans to get dressed.
Randy stopped her. “It’s Blake. I told him to meet us here.”
“Blake is coming?”
“In theory.”
Randy stood in front of her in case it was someone else. “That you, Blake?”
“Yeah.”
Leaves crunched. A minute later, Blake appeared. “I see I came just in time.”
He gave her a kiss.
“April and I were about to go for a swim.”
“Go ahead. I’ll be right in.”
The first few feet of the pond was soft sand, but then the bottom quickly turned to squishy mud. The best way to get in was jump. Though the water was cold because the pond was spring fed, she welcomed the cool temperature. Randy dove right in and swam twenty feet before turning around. He was treading water.
“Come on. It’s wonderful.”
Inhaling, she took the plunge. The water shocked her system for a moment. Being naked was so freeing. She swam straight for Randy. Not long afterward, another splash sounded. Blake was right behind.
He dunked underwater, grabbed her leg, and pulled her under. She popped back up laughing. “You want to play dirty, huh?”
She grabbed Blake’s cock and tugged.
He reciprocated by dipping a finger into her pussy. Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea. Getting excited in the middle of the lake would only lead to frustration. They must have dunked each other ten more times, until she was getting tired treading water.
“I’m heading back.”
She needed to spend more time getting into shape. Both men followed. When she returned to shore, she dropped onto the blanket. Randy picked up the bag he’d gotten from his saddlebags and pulled out a towel. He tossed it to her.
“Thanks.”
The trees didn’t block the sun, so she decided to stretch out and air-dry. Both men knelt in front of her, and Randy pulled out a small, velvet case.
“Blake and I have something to ask you.”
Her heart pounded. She could put the pieces together and hoped they were going to pop the question. “Shoot.”
“You know I’m not big into words, but you have changed my life.”
She reached out and took his hand. “I can say the same thing about you.” Her eyes misted, but she pretended it was water from her hair dripping down her face.
Blake took the box out of Randy’s hand. “What we’d like to say is that we want you in our life permanently. I know we can be difficult.” He glanced at Randy. “We will try our best to make sure to keep our ill temper at a minimum.” Once more his gaze traveled to Randy.
Randy grabbed back the box and opened it. A huge diamond solitaire sparkled in the sun. “I can do this. Will you, April Callen, take the both of us as your lawfully wedded husbands?”
Since Randy was the oldest, she’d legally be marrying him. “I do.”
She opened her arms and her two men embraced her. Then the serious kissing began. She couldn’t have asked for a more perfect day.
THE END
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Unlike most other authors, I started writing late in life. Writing stories in high school and college was not for me. Only after I graduated did I fall in love with romance novels. For the next twenty years, I read voraciously. It got to a point where my book-buying habits cost as much as my groceries. At that point, my husband suggested I write a book. Hey, it looked easy, right? All the stories started in the same spot (hero and heroine at odds) and ended the same way (happily ever after). Only it was anything but easy. Eleven years and fifteen completed romantic suspenses later, I finally published. I never would have gotten that far had it not been for two local chapters whose generous members shared their amazing wealth of knowledge.
Also by Melody Snow Monroe
Ménage Everlasting: The Callens 1: Leather and Lust
Ménage Everlasting: The Callens 2: Truth and Seduction
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