The Divine Creek Ranch Collection, Volume 1 [Book 1 - Divine Grace, Book 2 - Her Gentle Giant, Book 3 - Heavenly Angel] (Siren Everlasting Collection)

by Heather Rainier

  “Do you want me to remove this?” he asked, then flicked a hard peak with the tip of his tongue. “Or would you prefer I leave it on?” Joaquin smiled when she moaned at the dual sensations as Angel sucked on her toes. Teresa had no idea how erotic that would feel.

  “I wore it to please you, but I have to admit I like how it feels, especially when the charms are swaying. But I don’t want it to be in the way, later,” she murmured as her fingertips slid through the silky, long strands of his hair.

  Joaquin flicked her nipple with his tongue again. “I’d love to fuck you from behind while you wear this jewelry. I bet it would feel amazing, all these little charms swaying as you move with me.” He carefully loosened the silver ring with his fingertips before sucking it off of her nipple.

  Teresa gasped as the blood flow returned, making her nipples feel even more sensitive and engorged. The insistent throbbing in her clitoris increased in response. Angel made his way up her calves, caressing her ankles and the back of her knees. She wrapped her hand around Joaquin’s cock, delighting in his erotic growl.

  Forging on, he laid the nipple rings and chain aside and proceeded to her bellybutton, caressing her abdomen and her hip bones as he stroked the indentation with the tip of his tongue.

  Smoothing his hands up and down her thighs, Angel lifted one and murmured, sounding casual, “Joaquin, I haven’t found anything. Maybe our lovely wife was pulling our leg?”

  “Oh, no, I would never do that,” Teresa said in an innocent voice. “There’s one place you haven’t looked yet. Remember, it pays to be thorough.” Levity and desire warred for dominance in her tone.

  Angel and Joaquin smiled at each other then looked to her. Stretching out on either side of her, they each palmed a hip bone and gazed into her eyes. She was bewitched as they leaned toward her, first one kissing her then the other, in no particular hurry for the game to end. They moved down her throat to her still throbbing nipples and suckled before laying a trail of wet kisses to her completely bare mound.

  Angel hummed in admiration. He trailed a finger over her mons and her outer lips then surprised her by laying a light kiss there. Joaquin followed Angel and nuzzled her mound with his lips, kissing her and licking in small light strokes directly over her slit. The beads shifted, and she gasped as the movement tugged slightly at her clit.

  Joaquin’s eyes met hers in triumph. “Wait, Angel. What do we have here?” Joaquin asked as he nuzzled against her outer lips, causing the bead to shift yet again. Moisture seeped from her slit as they took turns nuzzling her there without going deeper. Both men reached for the back of a thigh and lifted slightly before palming her thighs open. Moaning rapturously, she felt her outer lips part.

  Joaquin drawled sexily, “Well, now isn’t that a pretty little thing she’s got there.”

  Angel chuckled. “It’s always been pretty. Now she’s got it decorated for us, don’t you, beautiful?”

  Panting softly, she nodded, arching as Joaquin touched the clip.

  Oh! One touch! One touch! Please!

  Joaquin’s slid s fingertip over her clit, and she spasmed a little at the electric sensation, crying out.

  “You okay, sugar?” he asked, smiling at her.

  “Uh-huh!”

  “Can I kiss you?” Angel murmured as he kissed the junction of her inner thigh and her mons.

  “Oh, please, yes!”

  Turning his head slightly, he nuzzled her swollen flesh, his tongue slowly smoothing over her clit in a long, leisurely lick, causing another quivering spasm in her pussy. Teresa felt sure she’d come any second. Her clit felt so swollen, and Angel was the giving type as his tongue lovingly stroked her again, flicking the beads dangling from her pussy lips and clit back and forth, rubbing them against the side of her clit, which drove her wild.

  Joaquin’s fingertips slid up her inner thigh, seeking her slit, but careful to not dislodge the clips. He dipped a finger into the well of her pussy, causing her to moan and clench hard on his fingertip before he slid out and smoothed her wetness over her anus.

  As his fingers brushed that virginal opening, all the nerve endings came alive, making her as acutely aware of it as she was of her clit. The ring of muscle clenched then relaxed as she reminded her body to allow his penetration. His fingers circled on the tight rosette, pressing firmly as Angel’s tongue became more insistent with each pass.

  Working in tandem, they brought her to the pinnacle where she flew free, her orgasm tumbling her into a warm pool of ecstasy. Once she was finished and every pulse had washed through her, Angel lifted the bead with his teeth and tongue and carefully loosened the dangles, freeing her lips and clit and sending a powerful aftershock through her. She stretched luxuriously for them, practically purring.

  “The way you arch your back is so sexy,” Joaquin said admiringly.

  Kissing him, she looked up into his crystalline green gaze. She licked his lips and flicked his tongue with hers as he parted his lips for her. “Joaquin, I’m ready. Angel, I want it all. Now.”

  Joaquin paused and turned to make eye contact with his brother. She waited, heart and pussy throbbing through their silent exchange, then Joaquin turned back to her.

  “Thank you, sugar,” he said deeply as he rose to his knees. “Up on your knees, straddling Angel.”

  His voice was rough with desire, but his hands were gentle, helping her into position. Angel moved to the center of the bed, and she climbed astride his hips. Angel’s cock lay completely engorged against his belly, ready for action.

  Angel covered her hands with his, where she braced them on the thick muscles of his chest. “You’re sure?” He gazed seriously into her eyes.

  “Yes, Angel. Completely,” she whispered back as she leaned forward to kiss him tenderly. He was almost worshipful as he caressed her waist and hips.

  “Angel is going to help you stay relaxed,” Joaquin said as Angel pulled her onto his chest for a kiss, his pulsating cock trapped between them. Joaquin applied a generous amount of the lubricant to her asshole and the area around it. He pressed some of it into her, making her groan and flex against him. She arched her back to give him as much access as she could.

  “Mmmm. Easy, sugar. You’re anxious for my cock, aren’t you?”

  She whimpered against Angel’s lips and then looked over her shoulder at him. Joaquin took the time to apply a generous amount of the lube to his cock. Resting her cheek against Angel’s broad chest, she felt him shift into position behind her Angel pulled her to him and put his strong arms around her, not trapping her but merely grounding her. Joaquin lifted her hips so she was in position for his cock. Making a sound that was half moan and half sob, she murmured, “Joaquin, yes!” Her heart throbbed, desperate for them both.

  Joaquin’s staying hand was warm on her tailbone. “I’ll be moving slow, sugar. Breathe for me, okay?”

  “Listen to Joaquin, beautiful. Relax for him.” Teresa rested her cheek on Angel and nodded, taking several deep breaths.

  “That’s good, baby,” Angel whispered. His heart pounded beneath her ear, letting her know how much he was affected by the moment.

  Joaquin’s hands slid in soothing firm strokes over her ass. “Such a gorgeous ass, sugar,” he whispered as he caressed her quivering opening. He must have felt her trembling because he asked, “You’re not afraid, are you, sugar?”

  “Of you? No, I can’t help it. I need you.”

  She was startled when the blunt head of Joaquin’s cock brushed against her lubricated opening.

  Angel stroked her back then slid his hands down to hold her ass cheeks. His callused fingertips pressed near her anus felt so intimate.

  The butterflies in her stomach disappeared, and she was filled with a feeling of rightness in this moment. Her body relaxed as Joaquin pressed for entrance, giving her body a chance to adjust to his size. Her asshole burned, but she knew there was enough lubrication. Her body just needed to give in, like with the plugs.

  The muscles finally rel
axed under his insistent pressure, and Joaquin’s cock slid into her a fraction. He hissed and groaned, and she clenched against the burning pinch of pain. Joaquin softly cursed, and Angel stroked her ass, which helped her to focus. She breathed deep and willed her body to relax and accept Joaquin there, and he hissed in pleasure.

  “You all right, sugar?” he asked, breathing roughly as he caressed her hips and gave her time.

  Sensations swirled over Teresa all together. Most obviously, the small pinch of pain as he took her ass for the first time but also the electrifying, intense pleasure of being filled in a place that was largely considered taboo was a dark, thrilling rush, and she reveled in it. “I love it, Joaquin. I want more.” She flexed against Joaquin, trying to take what she wanted. Angel stopped her.

  “Joaquin wants to last until we’re both inside you. You keep moving like that and you’ll make him come too soon. We want you to feel what it’s like to come so hard you see stars while we both make love to you together.”

  Teresa lay against Angel’s chest, breathing deeply and willing her body to open for Joaquin. She moaned happily when he advanced another inch, then withdrew, then repeated the motion, never pulling completely out and gaining a little more ground with each thrust.

  “Thank you, sugar. This is so beautiful what you’re giving me, giving us, by trusting us like this.” Joaquin arched over her and kissed her shoulder. His hips were pressed fully against her ass. He ground the thick root of his cock against her, and her pussy pulsed in response. She felt consumed by the immense fullness in her bottom. Joaquin slid out a few inches then thrust back in and growled then did it several more times as the stirring of her orgasm began already.

  “I’m going to come, Joaquin,” she whimpered, realizing that when she said it she was allowing him control of when she came.

  “Hold it for me, sugar. Wait until Angel slides in, too. Don’t let it go. Hold it for me.” There was no way her body could’ve denied his request.

  She moaned in assent as she nuzzled Angel’s chest.

  Joaquin pumped a few more times then wrapped his arms around her and lifted her off of Angel so he could position his cock at her pussy. Angel’s hands were on her thighs as he pressed for entry, as well. Her breathing turned to frantic panting as Angel’s lubricated cock slid somehow into her overcrowded cunt. Her pussy throbbed as his heated length found its home inside her. Feeling completely overwhelmed by her love and lust for these men, she held onto both of them and experienced the storm as it swirled inside her.

  “Oh, Angel,” she whispered in awe. “It’s beautiful.” She tried to stay still but found that her hips were flexing and squirming on her men’s cocks whether she wanted to or not as instinct took over.

  “Yes, it is,” Angel said as he gazed at her with smoldering eyes, smoothing her hair back from her hot cheeks.

  “Oh, fuck yes,” Joaquin said as he withdrew a little and allowed Angel to thrust then countered as he thrust and Angel withdrew. Quickly they had a rhythm going so that she was always filled with one or the other. Bearing her weight on her hands, she rocked with them and quickly found her place in the rhythm, her orgasm spinning out of her control.

  “Yes, sugar, come hard for us. Don’t hold it back.” Joaquin growled. Even though his voice and his grip were intense, Teresa could still tell that he was under control and thrusting as gently as possible. The realization that, even in this explosive moment, he cared so much for her wellbeing that he held back sent her skyrocketing. Her orgasm built to a burning intense crescendo, and they all came at once, their cocks filling her with their seed as they undulated and bucked together in an orgasm that seemed to go on and on until all three collapsed in a panting heap.

  After kissing her between her shoulder blades, Joaquin carefully withdrew and left the bed. Teresa heard water running and felt his return when the mattress shifted behind her. Teresa felt the heat of a washcloth at her throbbing entrance, and she squirmed slightly.

  Joaquin placed a hand on her hip and stayed her movements. “No, sugar. When we take you like this, we will always do this afterward. It’s the least we can do.” He wiped the lubricant from her ass cheeks and cleaned her up.

  Angel kissed her lovingly. “It would be inconsiderate of us to do otherwise. You’ll get used to it.”

  “Truthfully, I probably couldn’t stand now if I tried. I seem to have lost the ability to move.” She chuckled as she wiped a lock of hair from her forehead.

  With satisfaction thick in his voice, Angel said, “Then we know we did it right.”

  “I’ll say,” she moaned. “That was intense,” she added drowsily. Sighing as Angel’s cock slid free from her pussy, all she cared about right then was sleeping tucked between the two of them. While Angel cuddled her into his solid embrace, Joaquin lifted the covers over them before he left the bedroom to take a shower.

  “How do you feel?” Angel asked as he stroked her back lightly. Snuggled up to him, she pressed a kiss at the base of his throat.

  She felt like the blissful smile on her face must be a mile wide. “Good. My body is humming. Thank you for helping me relax.”

  “The privilege was mine, Teresa. That was another fantasy fulfilled.” He brushed her hair from her cheek, and she cuddled closer to him, struggling to stay awake, nuzzling his chest with her lips.

  “I love you so much, Angel.”

  “You are my heart. Everything good in my life.”

  Joaquin returned to the bed after showering and spooned to her back, providing his biceps for her pillow as she preferred. As she drifted to sleep, she felt their hands stroking her. Her last waking thought was a feeling of completeness, looking to her future.

  Chapter Thirty-Seven

  Two Weeks Later

  Angel looked up when he heard a car door close and smiled. Michael shifted and balanced on his shoulders and looked in the same direction.

  “There’s my pretty mommy,” Michael murmured as Teresa walked into the barn greeting the ranch hands as they walked past her to the corral.

  “She sure is pretty today.”

  Lately, Teresa seemed to glow with happiness. He could recall a time when she would have been afraid to walk through the barn by herself, being noticed by the other men. Now she sauntered through proudly, her eyes on her destination. It was good to be her destination. Real good. As she drew closer, she eyed both of her men and winked at Angel. Her eyes flicked to his groin, at the tingling bulge that developed there any time she was nearby, and she didn’t suppress the urge to lick her lip. Little vixen.

  “Damn,” Joaquin muttered quietly from where he stood beside Angel. “How does she manage that?”

  “Manage what, Dad?” Michael asked as he tilted forward to look into Joaquin’s face.

  Angel suppressed a chuckle. Manage to get us hard with a single look or flick of that little pink tongue of hers, that’s what.

  Joaquin chuckled and stumbled for a reply. “Oh, um. How does she always manage to look so beautiful?” his brother said as Teresa went into his arms, a knowing smile on her face.

  Michael chirped. “Oh, that’s easy! It’s cause she loves us so much. It spills all over on her face.”

  Ah, the wisdom of children.

  Joaquin hefted Michael from Angel’s shoulders as Teresa came into his arms and encompassed him in her fragrant warmth.

  She rose on her tiptoes and kissed him. “All right, I’ll be back after lunch. Remember, don’t lift the lid on the cake in the refrigerator. It’s a part of your birthday surprise.”

  Angel grinned, “I promise, beautiful. Enjoy your lunch with Grace.” Angel kissed her, and she blushed as he caressed her hips. She went to Joaquin and kissed him then squatted down so Michael could give her a kiss, too. He promised to be a good boy.

  Angel stood with Joaquin and watched as their beautiful woman walked back to her car and got in before driving up to the ranch house to pick up Grace. All Angel knew of their excursion today was that Teresa and Grace were visi
ting Discretion and then planning to take the owner, Summer, out to lunch.

  When she arrived home later in the afternoon, Angel brought Michael in to use the potty and to say hello to her. She hastily hid something in the closet and greeted him with a kiss and a hug.

  Michael came into the bedroom yawning, which caused her to yawn, and she didn’t deny it when Angel asked her if she was sleepy and wanted to take a nap. Michael had been active that morning and so he didn’t complain too much as his mommy slipped his hat and cowboy boots off then trundled him onto their bed to lie down for a while with her. Angel kissed them both and covered them with a blanket and closed the bedroom door.

  A few hours later, she emerged from their bedroom looking dazed but well-rested, her cheeks rosy. Michael sat in Angel’s lap with a storybook open. He looked at her over his son’s head and smiled tenderly at her as he recited the story for Michael from memory while Michael turned the pages.

  Joaquin looked up and smiled when she cuddled into his arms. Angel and his brother were both in agreement in how much they both loved the way she would melt into their arms like this. She stayed that way with him for a minute, her face hidden against his brother’s chest. Joaquin whispered quietly to her, and Teresa nodded as Joaquin stroked her and kissed the top of her head.

  Joaquin invited Michael to come out and hold the pan while he placed the shrimp skewers and corn on the grill, giving her a moment alone with Angel. Teresa climbed into Angel’s lap, and he wrapped his arms around her as she settled.

  “Hey, sugar, what’s this?” he whispered, seeing the tears that welled in her eyes.

  She smiled, one tear escaping and skating down her cheek. “I’m just…in the moment, Angel. It needs an outlet sometimes. I’m so happy with you and Joaquin. I never imagined I’d be this happy in my life. Never.”

  Angel held her little body to him tightly then tilted her chin and kissed her. Her lips were tender as her velvety tongue stroked his. The kiss went on and on as he expressed his love to her without words.