by Becca Van
“We bought most of it yesterday afternoon,” Spence answered after swallowing.
Misha scooped up some potato salad and hummed as she chewed. Clay loved watching a woman who enjoyed eating. He hated it when women just picked or didn’t eat anything but salad. He couldn’t understand why those types of women wanted to resemble stick figures. He loved a woman with some meat on her bones. Women in all shapes and sizes as well as ages were beautiful as far as he was concerned. Most of the opposite sex were stunning because of their loving hearts. It didn’t matter if they were stunning or plain, to him, all women were gorgeous.
Misha’s voice pulled Clay from his introspection. “It’s delicious.” She took another bite of chicken and moaned softly.
Clay shifted on his ass, trying to relieve the pressure of his constricting jeans on his hardening cock. He glanced at Spence to see that his friend was in much the same way, but neither of them made a move toward her. Clay wanted her to eat as much lunch as possible since he didn’t think she’d eaten enough breakfast, but he remembered seeing sincerity in her gaze when she’d said she’d eaten more than enough food earlier this morning. Again, she didn’t eat as much as he would have liked her to before she set the plate away, but he could tell from her satiated sigh she was full. She was just a little bit of a woman compared to him and Spence and probably didn’t need to eat as much as they did.
“How long have you owned the ranch?” Misha asked.
“Coming up to six years now.” Spence shoved his empty plate aside as he began to pack up the leftover food. Misha helped him until everything was put away except for their second drinks.
Clay shifted to his side, propped his head on his hand, and watched Misha. He couldn’t get over her acceptance of him and Spence and he was so damn happy to have her in their lives.
“So how old were you when you joined the Rangers?”
“Twenty,” Clay answered.
“Wow, you were so young. What about you, Spence?”
“I was twenty as well.”
“We joined the military when we were eighteen,” Clay explained. “That’s where we met. We all trained together.”
“You met all your friends in the military?”
“We did.” Spence eased down onto his side and patted the space in between him and Clay on the blanket. Misha crawled between them before lying on her back.
“How long did you serve for?” She met each of their glances.
“Eleven years.” Clay eased onto his back and pulled Misha against his body so she could use his shoulder for a pillow.
Spence shifted closer to her and slung an arm around her waist and a leg over hers. “We like nature and working the land. None of us can stand the noise or hustle and bustle of cities after fighting for our country.”
“You have nightmares?” Misha asked with concern in her gaze.
“Sometimes,” Clay replied. “They were worse when we first got out, but working the land when we have the time is relaxing to us, especially after dealing with the idiots we do as sheriffs.”
“You’re all amazing,” Misha said.
“Why do you think that, sweetheart?” Spence asked as he brushed her hair away from her neck and began to nibble on her flesh.
“Because you fought to keep our country safe, are still fighting for that same reason. Soldiers, lawmen, firefighters, and such, don’t get enough thanks for putting their lives at risk to keep other people safe, so I’m going to say it.” She paused as she met Clay’s gaze and cupped his cheek. “Thank you.” After placing a soft kiss on his lips she turned toward Spence. She caressed his friend’s cheek and kissed him lightly on the lips. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome, honey.” Spence shifted over her and kissed her passionately. Clay’s breathing sped up as he watched their tongues dueling in an erotically carnal kiss. He’d never get enough of seeing her kiss his best friend or kissing her himself.
Spence broke the kiss and sat up, helping Misha up as well, before he scooted back so he could rest against the large tree trunk at the edge of the blanket. He lifted Misha until she was straddling his hips and tugged her down for another kiss.
Clay scrambled to his hands and knees, and after rummaging in the saddle bag and retrieving the lube and some baby wipes, as well as a condom, he set them down on the blanket within reach, and walked on his knees until he was behind Misha.
He slipped his hands up under her shirt, caressing up and down her back before moving them around to her stomach and up toward her breasts. The moment his hands enclosed those soft voluptuous feminine globes, she gasped with pleasure and arched them further into his hands. Clay groaned, and as he began suckling on her earlobe, he released the clasp on her bra.
Misha broke the kiss and sucked in a lungful of air, giving him the chance to pull her shirt up over her head, her bra coming off with it.
“Fuck, you’re gorgeous, honey,” Spence rasped before he leaned forward and sucked a nipple into his mouth.
“Oh god.” Misha sighed.
Clay tweaked the nipple on her free breast as he caressed down her stomach to the waistband of her jeans. He was so hungry for her he ended up fumbling with the button, but as soon as he had it undone, he lowered the zipper.
“We need to get her up,” Clay said as he rose and helped Misha to her feet. Spence was on his feet a moment later.
“What if someone sees?” Misha used her arms to cover her naked breasts as she glanced about.
“No one is going to see us, baby. We don’t want anyone else seeing this gorgeous little body.” Clay gently peeled her jeans over her hips and down her legs. He knelt behind her when he realized he should have taken her sneakers off first. He tapped her right leg. “Lift up, Misha.” It took less than a minute for him to remove her shoes, socks, jeans, and panties. He skimmed his hands up and down her back and over her ass before squeezing those delectable toned cheeks.
Clay stood once more and quickly shucked his clothes while she was kissing Spence. His friend was toeing off his boots and undoing his belt and jeans while ravaging her mouth. Spence released her lips and turned her to face Clay. Misha’s eyes widened slightly when she saw his naked body and he watched as her pupils dilated and she licked her lips. Clay took the two steps toward her that brought her body against his and wrapped an arm around her waist as he lowered his head. She went up on tiptoes and met him halfway. She was wild and passionate, climbing his body with his help until she had her arms around his neck and her legs hooked around his hips.
She gasped when Spence pressed his front to her back and he opened his eyes slightly when his friend tapped him on the shoulder. He nodded when he saw that Spence was holding up the tube of lube and changed his grip from her waist to hold both of her butt cheeks in his big hands. He and Spence were about to prepare her ass and make love to her together. He just hoped she liked having her ass fucked as much as he suspected she would.
* * * *
Misha shivered when Spence’s chest pressed against her back. Her tongue tangled with Clay’s as he devoured her mouth and the heat in her body spread and grew hotter, making her insides feel as if they were melting. Now that she’d experienced lovemaking with these two sexy men, she craved them like the air she breathed. She moaned with disappointment when Clay broke the kiss but when he lifted her up until his hard cock was resting at her entrance, she held her breath. She was so hot and needy she could feel her juices dripping from her cunt. Her eyes fluttered open when Clay began to press in, and when she met his fiery blue gaze, she felt as if she was falling into him. Falling into his heart, body, and soul and she wasn’t scared anymore of how much he and Spence made her feel. She exhaled raggedly as the broad crown of his dick stretched her delicate lips and whimpered with need as he slowly worked that hard thick shaft up into her cunt. Luckily, she’d locked her ankles together over his ass because her legs were shaking so much they felt weak and she was sure she would have fallen to the ground at his feet if she hadn’t.
She broke the kiss and sucked in air and was about to ask why he’d stopped her, but she didn’t get the chance. She jerked when she felt a cool moist finger stroke over her rosette and turned her head to meet Spence’s gaze. He leaned forward and took her lips hungrily, all the while caressing that finger over her anus.
Misha gasped and groaned. She never knew there were so many nerves at her back entrance and was surprisingly amazed at how good it felt having her ass touched like that. Spence released her lips and began to nibble on her shoulder as he began to press a finger up into her star.
She held her breath, and although she tried to stop her body’s natural instinct to clench, she ended up doing it anyway.
“Fuck!” Spence growled. “She’s so fucking hot and tight.”
“You’ve got to try and stop clenching, baby,” Clay said between panting breaths.
“Easy for you to say.” Misha moaned and clung to Clay as he sank down to his knees and sat back on his heels, taking her with him. Spence dropped to his knees behind her.
“She likes what you’re doing, Spence. She’s creaming all over me.”
“Shit!” Spence groaned. “Stop saying things like that. I’m having a hard enough time controlling myself as is.”
Misha let her head fall back as Spence began to stroke his finger in and out of her ass. It didn’t seem to matter that Clay was holding still and not moving his cock in and out of her pussy, because she could already feel herself taking that long slow climb up to the stars.
“Take a deep breath and hold it for me, sweetheart,” Spence whispered against her ear, causing her to shiver.
She took a deep breath and held it. She shook when she felt Spence press two fingers into her anus and moaned as she exhaled. Her nails dug into Clay’s shoulders, and when Spence began to withdraw his fingers from her ass, she couldn’t hold still anymore. Misha began to rock her hips.
“Yes, honey. Just like that. Fuck that sexy ass on my fingers,” Spence ordered in a raspy voice.
Misha whimpered and sobbed. Each time she undulated her hips, Clay’s cock glided in and out of her cunt and Spence’s fingers stroked her ass.
“So fucking sexy, baby.” Clay threaded his fingers into her hair and tilted her mouth up toward his.
His lips opened over hers, and his tongue delved in deep as he kissed her wildly, passionately. Misha tensed when she felt another finger being eased into her anus and moaned at being so full. There was minimal pain, but the pleasure was so profound, it drowned out any discomfort she felt. She felt Spence stretching her out each time he pumped his fingers back into her ass and by the time he removed them from her back entrance, she was right on the verge of climax.
“Don’t stop!”
“Look at me, baby.”
She opened her eyes to meet Clay’s gaze and jerked when she felt Spence’s lubed condom-covered cock against her pucker.
“Keep your eyes on mine, Misha.” Clay shifted his hands from her ass cheeks and wrapped an arm around her waist as he cupped the back of her head.
Spence placed one hand on her right hip and the left one gripped her left ass cheek. Her lips parted and she licked them just as Spence began to press the broad head of his cock into her ass. She tried to stay still but she ended up pressing her hips closer against Clay’s as the burning pain she felt from before returned, but this time it was hotter than the discomfort she’d felt previously.
The breath in her lungs exploded out of her mouth and she was about to ask Spence to stop but that was the moment the tip of his dick pressed through the tight ring of muscles and the pain began to wane. She moaned and sighed as her internal muscles clenched and released a few times.
Clay released her head and cupped a breast before he began strumming his thumb back and forth over her nipple. She groaned and moaned and dug her blunt nails a little deeper into his shoulders.
“That’s it, sweetheart,” Spence murmured before he nipped and sucked on her neck. “Do you like having my cock in your ass, Misha?”
“Yes,” she gasped as Spence rocked his way deeper into her anus. By the time she felt his pubis press against her butt cheeks, she was trembling so much with need her shaking was visible.
“Are you ready for us, baby?” Clay asked in a hoarse voice.
“Yes! Please? Hurry!”
Misha saw Clay nod to Spence and he was sliding his cock from her rear entrance, stopping before he totally withdrew. As he began to thrust back in, Clay began to withdraw from her pussy.
Each time they drove into both of her holes, they sped up, until the sound of their bodies slapping together echoed in the clearing, seeming to merge with the gentle trickle of the water in the creek rushing over the river rocks. Sweat sheened Misha’s skin and their bodies were damp, too, because each time their flesh connected they slid against each other a little.
Spence groaned as he slammed into her ass as deep as he could go, and as he withdrew, Clay surged into her pussy. The heat that coursed through her veins turned fiery until she felt as if she was being scorched on the inside. The pressure began to build, the muscles in her body coiling tighter and tighter, and each time she inhaled and exhaled, she sobbed. Sobs of pleasure erupted from her lungs and mouth and she wasn’t so sure she wasn’t about to burn alive. That’s what they did to her. Spence and Clay made her burn but not just physically, she also burned emotionally. They were so deeply entrenched in her heart there was no way for her to get them out, nor did she want to. They were the loves of her life and they were showing her more love than anyone else ever had.
“Come for us, baby,” Clay rasped just before the arm around her waist was gone and his fingers caressed over her lower belly toward her mound. She cried out when he lightly pressed that finger onto her clit and he began to rub over the top of it.
Misha went shooting up into the stratosphere so fast she couldn’t see anything but white streaks of light. It was as if she was speeding past the stars in the black inky sky, the stars making long trails of light in their wake.
She screamed with rapture, her pussy and ass clamping down hard around the two cocks shuttling in and out of her cunt and ass. On and on the climax rolled, her body tumbling first one way and then the other until she had no idea where her left or right was. Her internal muscles contracted and her whole body convulsed, juices gushing from her pussy when the pleasure became too much. The white streaks of light waned, leaving her surrounded in total blackness and she didn’t know if her eyes were open or closed. Nirvana coursed to every single inch of her body, causing her to quake and quiver as if she was having a seizure.
Spence pumped into her ass once, twice more, and then with a yell shook behind her as he reached his peak, filling the condom with his cum.
“Gonna—” Clay drove into her pussy hard and deep within, and then froze as he shouted.
Misha moaned and gasped as the blackness receded, shivering and twitching with aftershocks and in reaction to having two cocks pulsing and throbbing in her ass and cunt each time they ejaculated.
When her body stopped pulsating, she slumped against Clay’s chest, totally exhausted after such intense lovemaking and climax. She rested her cheek against his chest just over his heart and heard it thundering beneath her ear. Her heart and breathing began to slow, and as the rapturous high began to wear off, she felt the stiffness in her legs and wondered if she would ever be able to straighten them again, but right now she didn’t really care.
Spence an
d Clay had filled her heart with love. And though she wasn’t ready to tell them yet, as she needed to make certain she wasn’t just infatuated—although she knew she wasn’t—she wanted, needed, to hear how they felt about her first.
Spence kissed her shoulder and she groaned when he slowly eased his softening cock from her ass. Clay wrapped his arms around her waist and lowered her down onto the blanket before he unhooked her legs from around his hips and withdrew his dick from her pussy.
“You all right, baby?” Clay leaned over and kissed her softly, lovingly. He shifted from over her and flopped down at her side.
“Yeah.” She sighed, and though she knew she should get up and go to the creek to clean up, she didn’t have the energy. She was spent, in more ways than one.
Misha went to close her splayed legs but Spence placed his hand on her thigh, drawing her gaze. “Let me clean you up, sweetheart.”
She eyed the wet wipe he held aloft and nodded. The cool damp cloth felt good on her sticky sensitive pussy and tender ass, causing her to moan. She watched through half closed eyes as Spence discarded the used wipe before retrieving a clean one which he handed to Clay and then he got another from the packet and cleaned himself up.
Misha shivered and looked up when the sunshine was blocked out by a dark cloud and hoped the ominous sight wasn’t a premonition of things to come. She’d just found the loves of her life and didn’t want anything to take that away from her.
Chapter Thirteen
Phillip couldn’t believe what he was seeing. He’d followed that bitch from the resort. He was furious with her because he’d lost his job and she was pressing charges against him. He was now having to sleep in his car, because he couldn’t get another job. The anger raging inside of him was getting out of control and he needed to make her pay. He arrived in the parking lot just before the night shift started in order to lie in wait and his patience had paid off. By the time he’d seen her pulling out of the resort driveway, he was tired and so fucking hungry it felt as if his stomach was cleaving to his spine. He was lucky that he’d been released since it had been his first offense and the only thing he’d been charged with was assault. Good thing the bitch was too stupid to realize he’d been about to rape her.