Love Under Two Montanans

by Cara Covington

  “That’s what I thought too,” Jenny said.

  “Then they suggested you consider leaving your apartment, so you could move into a house because it was a…more defensible position?” Dale seemed to be running those words through his mind again. “Is that how they put it?”

  “That part at least I understand,” Jenny said. “Ari explained it to me when we went to my apartment to gather my stuff.” She nodded to let them know she’d thought that part odd, too, at first. “Apparently, not long after moving to Lusty, Chloe Jessop—well, Chloe Rhodes at the time—was taken hostage by the man who had abused her sister, Carrie, when she’d been a child in foster care. He’d intended to kidnap Carrie but got Chloe instead. The rescue didn’t quite go as planned, and Chloe ended up killing her kidnapper and saving Adam Kendall’s life. That happened just a couple of units down from the apartment I was in.” Ari’s narrative had convinced Jenny that a house was a better option for safety’s sake.

  “Okay, that makes sense, then. And thinking about it, I’d have to agree. It would be easier to defend a house, or effect a rescue of someone held in one, than a single apartment inside a larger building.” Parker nodded.

  “I get that, too,” Dale said. “Moving forward, we looked at this house, liked it, you went to get your things, Ari brought you back…and then all hell broke loose.”

  Jenny, Parker, and Dale had more or less been standing agog on the sidewalk as a steady stream of trucks and cars arrived. All those vehicles disgorged an equally steady stream of people carrying stuff into the house.

  At some point they’d entered the house, too, and discovered they were completely superfluous to what was happening all around them.

  This house was a damn good size, but it had actually felt crowded with all those people bringing in all that stuff. And when they’d left—fled—just moments ago, everything was put away, arranged, perfectly neat and tidy! There wasn’t so much as a discarded tissue to be picked up and disposed of.

  Parker held up a set of keys. “These are for here, by the way, three sets of keys, front and back doors.”

  “Okay.” Jenny met Parker’s gaze and then Dale’s. She had to fight against the grin that tugged at her lips. “So, um…when I kissed both of you goodnight last night, we all three agreed on parting that we should try and find a place where we could comfortably get together and…um…”

  “Make love,” Parker said.

  “Yes, make love. Because we didn’t want to go into either of your guest bedrooms at Ari’s and close the door,” Jenny said. “And the bed at my apartment wasn’t very big.” It had been a double bed, and they probably could have managed, but Dale had worried about one of them falling out and hitting the floor. Jenny tilted her head. “So, I guess my most burning question right this moment is, has anyone checked out the bedrooms upstairs?”

  Parker and Dale met each other’s gazes, looked at her, and shook their heads.

  Jenny couldn’t keep her smile back. She turned and ran for the stairs, racing the two Benedicts who were running behind her. Upstairs, a hallway stretched out before her, back toward the front door, the entire length of the house. On her left, three doors stood open, and on her right, there was only one set of doors near the end of the hallway—and those were double doors. She walked toward that lone room, noting as she passed the others there were two bedrooms and a bathroom and that the bedrooms appeared to be fully furnished, beds made, ready to use.

  Jenny thrust open the doors and took two steps inside. This room appeared ready to use, all right. The humungous bed reminded her very much of Ari’s. And it was completely made up with linens and a nice comforter and had even been turned down. What, no mints on the pillows?

  Parker stood on her right and Dale on her left. She felt the heat of them soaking into her and could hear their breathing. She inhaled and drew their scent inside herself. Arousal, which had been on a constant slow simmer since she’d first laid eyes on these two Montanans, began to sizzle and spark to new and, yes, lusty life.

  Parker headed toward the closest bedside table. “Jackson’s parting shot, whispered as he escorted Ari to the door, was that he’d left us something in the bedside table.”

  He opened the drawer and simply looked down for a long moment. Then he reached inside and pulled out a box of condoms, a tube of lube, and a paddle.

  “I don’t know whether to be embarrassed or grateful,” Dale said.

  Both men focused on her. Jenny crossed her arms in front of her, reached down with both hands, and grasped the hem of her tee shirt. “I vote grateful.” Then she made very quick work of pulling that offending garment up and off and tossing it to the floor.

  “Stop.” The men said the single word together.

  Parker dumped his newly claimed booty onto the bedside table and approached until he stood so near to her she could feel his body heat. Dale moved in closer, pressed flush to her back, and slid his arms around her from behind. Jenny felt the ridge of his hard, denim-covered cock nestled against her bottom and shivered.

  Parker took both of her hands in his then raised them to his lips. He kissed the back of each hand in turn then leaned in and placed a sweet, chaste kiss on her lips. “We’ll take it from here, sweet Jenny.”

  Jenny smiled and nodded. Then she gave him her bottom line. “As long as you make it snappy, cowboy. The two of you have been seducing me for more than a couple of weeks now, ever since that first moment you stepped inside the roadhouse. I’m about ready to explode.”

  “Good.” Parker traced a finger over the top of her bra, teasing her flesh, causing her nipples to draw in, tight and hard. He looked up and gave her such a sexy grin she felt her panties dampen and her pussy lips contract as if they were about to clamp down on his cock. “We want you to explode. All. Over. Us.”

  Parker’s words shivered through her. He flicked a glance over her shoulder, and in the next heartbeat, her bra fell loose, unhooked by Dale.

  Parker slipped the cotton and lace off her then bent and fastened his mouth on her left nipple.

  Jenny mewed as he suckled her, the hot, wet tug strong, shooting arousal straight to her clit. Unable to do anything else, she pushed her breast closer to him, her hands clasped around his head.

  From behind, fingers moved then unsnapped and unzipped her jeans. Dale’s hands slid just under both the denim and the cotton she wore beneath, flattened on her hips, and then pushed all that fabric down her legs.

  Parker released her left nipple with a plop then blew a steam of air across her wet skin. Jenny shivered. He chuckled, grasped her now naked hips, then took her right nipple inside that wickedly wonderful mouth of his.

  “Lift.” Dale’s command and his hands on her right leg let her know she was about to be completely naked. She lifted each leg in turn and welcomed the brush of air on her flesh.

  She heard the sounds of clothing hitting the floor behind her. Moments later Jenny sighed with pleasure when Dale pressed against her backside once more, this time with no material separating them.

  Parker lifted his head, gave her a quick kiss, then stepped back. He used no finesse whatsoever shucking his clothes, and Jenny couldn’t be happier. Her eyes feasted on his corded chest, the sprinkling of hair that angled down, and, yes, his naked, hard, delectable-looking cock.

  It’s true! All men are not created equal. Who knew?

  “You’re eating me up with your eyes, baby,” Parker said. “Making me harder than I’ve ever been.”

  “Plan do it with my mouth soon, too.” She couldn’t not grin. Then their gazes held, and she honestly thought if he didn’t do something in the next few moments she really would explode.

  “Hold that thought.” Parker lifted her, laid her on the bed, spread her legs, and fastened his mouth on her slit.

  A long, low moan escaped her as she thrust her pussy closer to Parker’s amazing mouth. Her back bowed off the bed, and her arousal shot up, high and fast. Fingers on her chin turned her head. She opened her eyes a
nd then her mouth as Dale crawled up next to her and kissed her. His tongue stroked in and out, owning hers, schooling hers, and Jenny lost all sense of time and space. Feral now, impossibly desperate, she splayed her fingers in their hair, holding one lover to her mouth and the other to her pussy. Her body tingled, as if a static charge filled the air and kissed her flesh. Electric sensations swarmed her.

  Dale played with her nipples as he continued to kiss her, a pinch and tug in a rhythm that made her want to come. She whimpered and tasted Dale’s smile.

  Fingers penetrated her feminine folds and began to fuck her even as she felt her clit suckled and tugged. Then those fingers found her sweet spot, and Jenny tore her mouth from Dale’s.

  “Oh yes! Yes! Parker!” Her orgasm exploded. It flooded her every fiber, her every inch, sizzling each and every nerve ending with exquisite, almost painful pleasure. Wave after shivering wave of bliss stole her breath and her reason. And through it all, Parker kept his mouth on her pussy, his fingers fucking in and out of her cunt, while Dale laid kisses on her neck and tugged her nipples.

  The waves of pleasure crested then faded to echoes, and Jenny shivered as Parker placed a sweet kiss above her slit. Then he left the bed, standing between her still splayed legs. She opened her eyes and watched as he reached for a condom and quickly put it in place.

  “You tasted so damn good, sweet Jenny. I must have known to call you that because you sure as hell are. And you are drenched—some from me but mostly you’re sopping with your own delicious nectar.”

  Jenny didn’t care that her cheeks were warm from blushing. She held out her arms, and Parker came to her. Dale moved back slightly as Parker knelt, scooped her legs over his arms, then pressed his cock into her in one slow and steady thrust.

  “Oh…yeah, Parker.” I can purr! How about that? Then thinking gave way to feeling as she tried to move on Parker’s cock. She could only manage a tiny rocking of her hips in the position he had her in, but it was enough.

  “Your cock feels so good inside me. Hot and hard and…I am so horny.” Jenny blinked then sighed. She’d never talked dirty before, had never wanted to. With these men, talking dirty seemed instinctual and natural.

  Parker closed his eyes and gave one tiny shiver. Then he opened them again, and Jenny read the heat and the passion. “I feel like I’m home.”

  He began to thrust in a slow and deep rhythm that ignited her fires anew. With her ass suspended above the bed, all of her bottom half virtually held by Parker Benedict, she found she couldn’t really move as much as she wanted to—and once his hands gripped her hips, not at all. She could only take what he gave her and could only feel what he did to her.

  Dale drew closer beside her on the bed. She turned to him and realized that he had stretched out, and his cock pulsed and quivered barely an inch away from her mouth. She hadn’t had a chance to look at it, not the way she’d seen Parker’s as he’d prepared to fuck her. I am so lucky. I get not one but two really big, beautiful cocks.

  As far as Jenny could tell, there was only one thing she could do. She licked her lips and opened wide and sucked that big beautiful cock inside her mouth. Ah, big, beautiful, and yummy!

  Dale groaned his pleasure and gave his hips a little thrust. Parker stopped moving for just a moment. “That is so hot.”

  Jenny wondered if it was her imagination telling her that Parker’s cock had just grown bigger inside her pussy.

  She used her tongue to stroke Dale’s shaft even as she suckled his cockhead. The flavor of his pre-cum whet her appetite, and she closed her eyes and let herself float. Sucking and licking one lover’s cock while being fucked by the other’s just shot to the top of her “favorite things to do” list.

  Her arousal spiraled up and up. The scent of sex, the masculine groans and grunts and soft reveling curses just added to the moment. Every nerve ending in her body sizzled and crackled with the promise of an oncoming climax.

  Jenny loved the sensation of Dale’s cock in her mouth and loved the taste of the drops he gave her. And, oh how she loved the friction and the thrust, the heat, and the scent of sex as Parker fucked her and as she sucked Dale’s cock.

  The few times she’d had sex in the past, it had all been about the destination. The goal had been to come as long and as hard, and, yes, as quickly as possible.

  Right in that moment, Jenny wanted to hold off coming, simply because the journey felt so damn deep-down-to-her-toes good.

  Parker’s grip on her was sure, yet she felt his trembling. She used one hand to cup Dale’s balls and felt that same trembling in him. She looked from Dale to Parker, and then she knew.

  They were both finely balanced on the edge of control, holding back, wanting to give her what they knew she wanted. More. Longer. More and more and more.

  This was their first time together, but not their last, oh no, and not their only. This was the first time of many more. This was just the beginning.

  Parker’s eyes glittered. “Come for us, baby.”

  A tortured plea if ever she’d heard one. She’d already come once, and they hadn’t, either of them.

  Jenny used a thumb to caress Dale’s scrotum as her mouth drew harder on his cock. She flexed her inner muscles, giving Parker’s cock a long, hard squeeze.

  Dale laid a hand on her breast and tugged her nipple while Parker reached down and stroked her clit and then pinched it.

  Jenny’s rapture roiled through her, a rolling, turbulent spasm of the most erotic pleasure she’d ever known. She screamed around Dale’s cock, and it pulsed as he came. She drank his release even as Parker cried out and held himself deep inside her, his orgasm filling the condom with his hot seed. She swallowed and nearly swooned she came so hard. On that Saturday afternoon, in that enormous bed, pleasure changed her and bound her to them. The shivers and sizzle of bliss enveloped her, enveloped them, and then slowly, very slowly, faded.

  Her men wrapped themselves around her, all three of them damp from sweat and sex, sated down to their souls.

  Within the warmth of her lovers as they held her close, she felt, just as Parker had whispered, as if she’d finally come home.

  Chapter Ten

  Parker nodded to him as he headed into the amazing master bath.

  Lying in Dale’s arms, Jenny sighed as he ran his hand down her back, nape to hips. She felt so damn good to him, her breasts pressed against his chest, her legs twined with his.

  Pretty as a summer day, sweet as spring berries. Dale knew he was totally gone on this woman. He ran his fingers through her blond hair, his gaze taking in her natural girl-next-door beauty. He’d never been obsessed with the wrapping. He’d always focused more on the substance.

  His Jenny had substance—heart, soul, and a kindness that he bet knew few bounds. He shivered with the wonder of this moment and the sensation of his woman in his arms, replete after loving.

  Dale couldn’t recall another time when he’d felt so content. The sound of the shower running was his cue. He laid Jenny flat, kissed her, then nearly leapt from the bed. She opened her eyes and grinned at him.

  “Someone has lots of energy.”

  “Because someone’s going to get to play water games in the shower with a beautiful woman.” He reached for her, and when he lifted her, she wrapped her arms around his neck and laid her head on his shoulder—trusting him.

  This is what feeling ten feet tall is like.

  She lifted her head just as he stepped into the shower enclosure with her. Her loud sigh put a smile on his face. “I’ve so wanted to experience one of these showers.”

  “You didn’t ask Ari if you could use hers?” he asked. Dale set her on her feet and gently turned her to face his brother.

  “No. I sensed that their shower was a sacred space for them.” She closed her eyes and turned her face up to the waterfall showerhead at the top of the enclosure.

  Four additional heads, each of them a shower wand, set two at each end at overhead and waist level, contributed to the sensu
al experience.

  “Keep your head back like that and your eyes closed, sweetheart.” Dale combed his fingers through her hair, ensuring every strand was wet. Satisfied, he took the shampoo sitting conveniently on the shelf and poured some into his hands.

  Her hair felt soft to him every time he’d touched it, but this was a completely different experience. He’d never done this, never washed a woman’s hair for her. He took extra care not to get any soap near her eyes. When he began to massage, and she moaned in pleasure, he knew he’d found something she relished. He glanced down her body and grinned at the way her nipples, a sweet peach color, puckered into hard little points. Since the water was steamy-warm, he knew it wasn’t cold that drew that reaction from her.

  “Like what Dale’s doing to you, sweet Jenny?” Parker asked.

  “It’s wonderful.” Her slow drawl, splitting the adjective into three distinct syllables made Dale’s cock hard.

  “Let’s see if you like this, too.” Parker grinned at Dale and then applied his body-wash-covered hands to her body. He started at her shoulders and was soon massaging her breasts.

  “Oh my gosh, I’m going to melt.”

  “Hold that thought for just a bit.” Dale took a wand from behind him and rinsed her hair. He made quick work of applying the conditioner then rinsed that, too.

  “Here, sweetheart, I’ve got you.” He slipped his arms around her from behind. “Melt away.”

  His hard and ready cock nestled between her ass cheeks, making him horny as hell. He held her while Parker washed her and then had the pleasure of using his own foam-covered hands on her back and her luscious ass while Parker held her.

  “The two of you have got me hot again.” Jennifer’s sweet confession inspired his cock to twitch.

  Dale grinned. “Yeah? Well, guess what’s sitting up here on this shelf, right next to the shampoo, conditioner, and body wash?”