Covington, Cara - Love Under Two Strong Men [The Lusty, Texas Collection] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Cara Covington

  He’d be there still if Tracy hadn’t brazenly and oh, so sweetly offered herself to them—and thank God she had.

  Jordan straightened and turned toward the house. The sound of two cars pulling into the drive almost simultaneously reached him. As he began to walk toward that sound, he heard two car doors slam, and then Tracy’s effervescent laughter.

  “Hey, G-man, the joke’s on us. We raced each other to be the first one home, and Jordan beat us both!”

  “Yeah, but if he hadn’t been, you’d have lost, Blondie. Admit it.”

  Hands in his pockets, Jordan rounded the corner of the house. He couldn’t keep the smile off his face when he saw them. Peter stood, arms akimbo, trying to scowl at Tracy while she laughed herself silly.

  He was suddenly filled with such love, such need, it shook him to his very core. On knees that wobbled, he went to his woman, combed the fingers of one hand through her hair, and tilted her head back. Even as he laid his lips on hers, his other hand reached out for his man.

  Peter took his hand, threaded his fingers through Jordan’s. He moved closer, leaned his body against his, and then stroked his back.

  Jordan raised his head. Tracy’s taste lingered on his lips and her sweetness raced through his blood, pushing him almost beyond arousal. Peter’s heat from the simple touch of his hand in his fueled the fires that were never completely extinguished. By turning his head just a little, his mouth would be close enough to his man to kiss him. So he did, giving Peter as gentle a kiss as he’d given Tracy, for he cherished his man no less than he cherished his woman.

  The look of pleasure on Peter’s face warmed him. Jordan knew full well that pleasure had come from the fact it had been the first time he’d made an intimate move on Peter without being behind closed doors. He thought that just maybe he could get used to giving his lover spontaneous public displays of affection.

  “I need you both. I need us, what we are when we’re together, right now. Let’s go upstairs.”

  Their expressions told him their need was just as great. Without speaking, without letting go each other’s hands, they went into the house, then up the stairs, and into the large bedroom they shared.

  Jordan stripped quickly then reached for Tracy.

  He looked over at Peter and said, “I think it’s Tracy’s turn to be the center of attention.”

  “I believe you’re right,” Peter said.

  “Mm, I like the sound of that,” Tracy said.

  Peter helped him undress her, then stepped back to remove his own clothes. He stayed back, and everything in his gaze told Jordan that he was going to let him take the lead and have his way, whatever it was.

  Jordan cupped Tracy’s face, leaned in, and gave her as reverent a kiss as he could manage. He stroked his tongue across her bottom lip. When she opened to him, he tasted her, swept his tongue though her mouth, relishing her flavor. He eased back from her and used his thumbs to caress her cheeks. “I wonder, sweetheart, if you’ll let me have you.”

  “Of course. Anything. Everything. Always.”

  Her generosity leveled him. He kissed her again. “Will you let me fuck your ass?”

  Her eyes widened, but it wasn’t fear that he saw shining in the depths of that glittering blue. Excitement, raw, nearly primitive, lit her face. Her nipples hardened, and he heard her breath catch.

  “Yes. Oh, yes, I want to feel your cock in my ass.” She looked over at Peter. “I want to take you both that way.”

  “We’ll be as gentle as we can,” Jordan said. “And whenever you want, you can tell us to stop, and we will. Always, sweetheart.”

  Tracy leaned into him, stretched up, and kissed him. “I won’t ask you to stop. Just take me.”

  Jordan shivered as Tracy’s heartfelt demand skittered down his spine. He met Peter’s gaze, and in that moment Jordan knew they were of one mind.

  They would take very good care of their woman, and make sure they protected her, even from her own generosity, if necessary.

  * * * *

  Tracy shivered despite the fact she felt so hot she expected to burst into flames at any moment.

  Neither man was touching her. They were only looking at her, and yet her arousal soared. She stepped forward and wound her arms around Jordan’s neck, bringing her body flush with his. Her breasts nestled against his chest, and she felt the heat and strength of his engorged cock as it pressed against her stomach. She turned her head and gave Peter a look she hoped he read as a come-and-fuck-me look. He raised one eyebrow, and came to her, pressing his body to her side, rubbing his hard cock against her hip.

  “I thought of this—of you, both of you, all day.” Tracy stretched up and kissed Jordan, a fleeting light touch of her lips on his. When she turned her head, Peter was there, and met her lips with his own.

  “Do you have any idea how much it turns us on, knowing you want us like this? Knowing you want both of us?” Jordan said.

  “I’m so glad it does.” She raised herself up just a bit more so she could lay her lips on Jordan’s, fully this time. His flavor sank into her, not just arousing her but pleasing her, making her feel loved and cherished and whole. Her tongue dipped into his mouth, and she gathered in his taste. When she eased back, her gaze met his and she felt the love he had for her. Turning her head again, she met Peter’s lips, sweeping her tongue over his bottom lip, dipping into his mouth, tasting him completely, too. Their flavors differed, each, on its own, delicious to her. Together, the combination of the two fed her deepest, darkest needs.

  “Lie down on your side on the bed, sweetheart,” Peter said. “That way, while Jordan’s fucking your ass, I can play with you, too.”

  The image her mind conjured made her mouth water. Oh, she wanted them both on her, and in her, at the same time. A part of her wanted to rush headlong into that supreme mating, that ultimate fulfillment.

  She knew her men, and understood they wouldn’t be rushed. That perfect joining would come, but later. Their physical loving had to evolve one step at a time. This step would bring them closer to what they all wanted.

  Tracy crawled onto the bed and lay on her right side. She looked over her left shoulder at Jordan, and felt her heart race as he took the items he’d need out of the bedside table.

  They’d already used the lube on her, first with their fingers and then to help ease the insertion of the butt plug. Each time one of them played with her ass, she got hotter than hot. She loved the sensation, and couldn’t wait for what came next.

  Peter lay down beside her, facing her. He leaned over and kissed her, then used his fingers to tease her breasts. She felt her nipples harden, and imagined they were stretching themselves out, reaching for his touch.

  “Cold, baby,” Jordan said. The sensation of the gel being spread back and forth across her anus made her moan and push her ass toward the wonderful source of pleasure.

  “That feels so good.” Tracy shivered. “I had no idea it would feel so damn good, or that I’d like it so much.”

  “I can tell you do like it.” Jordan leaned over her and kissed her shoulder.

  Peter sidled just a bit closer. “Put your leg here, sweetheart, over top of mine.”

  Lying on her right side, it was her left leg that Peter stroked then guided over so that it rested on his and draped his hip.

  She immediately felt the difference in Jordan’s touch, as the move seemed to have opened her to him more.

  “I don’t think there’s any way to prevent it hurting, at least a bit,” Jordan said. “If it gets to be too much, you tell me, and I’ll stop.”

  Before she could protest that she’d never ask him to stop, Peter raised her chin with a finger, so that she met his gaze.

  “You’re not very good at hiding your emotions from us, love. I’ll know if it hurts too much, and if it does, you can bet we’re going to stop.”

  She supposed she’d best get used to the fact that these men would care for her the best way they knew how, despite whatever protests she tho
ught to make. So she gave him a smile and kissed him, even as she wondered if she could keep her emotions to herself—just this once.

  Truthfully, Tracy didn’t care if it did hurt. She very much wanted to feel their cocks in her ass. And beyond that, she wanted to feel them both inside her at the same time. Whatever amount of pain there might be, that was a price she was more than willing to pay for the ultimate mating, of the three of them becoming one flesh.

  “Let me stretch you, sweetheart.” Jordan leaned closer to her, his body warming her back, as he used a finger and penetrated her ass. He moved it, in and out, and then in a circle, and Tracy moaned in response to the pleasure of it. She pushed back against his finger, wanting, needing, more. Tingles and tiny tendrils of sensation traveled from her anus to her clit, then zinged up to her nipples. She couldn’t help but move her hips, back and forth, trying to take Jordan’s finger deeper.

  “Damn, you get me so hot, the way you respond so generously,” he whispered against her neck. “Take one more, baby.” She felt him add a second finger to the first. The sound that came out of her throat spoke of need, of greedy pleasure that gobbled the appetizer he offered and now craved the main course.

  “Are you ready for me?” Jordan stretched out behind her and moved closer. His latex-covered cock brushed her ass, and she pushed toward him, offering him everything.

  “Oh, yes. Please, Jordan. Fuck my ass.”

  “Damn, Tracy, you push a man to his limits.” He moved, and she felt the heat of his cockhead resting for just a moment against her anus. And then he began to push.

  Peter tilted her face up, and met and held her gaze. Something powerful, nearly spiritual, began to move in her even as Jordan pushed forward, and Peter’s gaze anchored her. She felt the tiny opening stretch, then stretch some more, beyond what she’d tasted already. Burning, inexorable, Jordan’s cock moved bit by bit until she felt her sphincter give way and the head of Jordan’s cock slip inside her. He stopped moving, and she sensed the tension in him. Unable to stop herself, she flexed herself around him, and he swore.

  “Mother of God, Tracy. Don’t do that. I’m trying to be careful here.” Jordan’s words sounded strained, and she knew he was hanging on hard to his control.

  “It feels…I need…” Tracy hadn’t meant to whimper. But the arousal and the need grew within her, becoming a force so independent, so strong, she had no defense against it.

  “Shh, baby. Here. Let me help you.” Peter’s words didn’t make any sense at all. He moved, sliding down under her raised leg and then further down her body until his head rested on the bed so close to her pussy. And then he put his mouth on her, and used his tongue to lick and his mouth to suck her cunt.

  Tracy screamed as an explosion of ecstasy shattered her. Rocking her hips in a motion both frantic and feral, she came in such enormous waves of rapture all thought ended. There was only the burning pain in her ass feeding the frenzied fire of her passion.

  Behind her, Jordan swore and began to pump in her, in and out in such a rhythm, taking her in such a rhythm that she could do nothing but relax every muscle, as each of his thrusts pushed more and more of her climax from her core outward. Then he held himself deep, growling and swearing as his cock convulsed, filling the condom with his hot seed.

  Tracy blinked, wondering if she’d somehow dozed off—or zoned out. The sensation of Jordan leaning against her, fighting for breath and Peter, still down by her pussy, but not touching her there, just placing sweet, butterfly kisses on her thighs, filled her with warmth and with lassitude.

  “Are you okay, sweetheart?” Jordan’s words against her neck made her smile.

  “Guh.” She didn’t think herself capable of anything more than an unintelligible sound. She felt his grin against her neck, and then his kiss there.

  “Hold still. I’m going to pull out of you. I’ll be careful.”

  “Mm.” She closed her eyes, the sensation of his leaving her definitely different than anything she’d ever felt before, and, now that her arousal had been temporarily sated, just a bit uncomfortable.

  Peter moved when Jordan left the bed, easing himself up to lie beside her once more. She felt his forehead against hers, and inhaled the aroma of her juices on his face. She smiled, then leaned closer and kissed him, stealing some of that nectar for herself, enjoying the taste of the two of them together.

  Jordan returned, and as he had so gently done that first time back in Dallas, he tended to her, using a warm cloth to gently clean her.

  “Rest, baby,” Peter said when Jordan lay down and spooned her. “I can wait until tomorrow.”

  She hoped she never took their caring, their consideration of her for granted. She opened her eyes and met his gaze. “You might be able to wait until tomorrow, but I can’t.” She reached down and fisted his cock. “I want to feel you in my ass, Peter Alvarez. I need to feel you there. I need both of you to be able to take me the way you take each other. It brings us closer to where we want to be.”

  “You’re a bossy little thing,” Peter said.

  “She is that.”

  “Aunt Samantha told me to start as I meant to go.”

  Behind her, Jordan chuckled. “That sounds like mom.”

  “Well, if you’re sure, baby.” Peter’s tone sounded doubtful.

  Tracy reached out and grasped his face with both of her hands. “Don’t think for one moment that you’re going to escape my clutches, Peter.”

  Peter grinned and then looked over her shoulder, likely meeting Jordan’s gaze. She felt that man’s soft laughter against her back. “In that case”—Peter returned his gaze to her—“get on your knees, woman. Now.”

  Tracy had always known she was a failure as a modern woman. She didn’t want a career. She wanted husbands and babies. Now here was further proof that she was a bit of a throwback to an earlier age.

  Peter’s growled command made her insides melt and her pussy leak. She knew she could never fool her lovers for long. They were bound to figure out sooner or later that their acting all dominant and bossy and macho just turned her on even more.

  Thank God.

  Tracy went up on her knees and then looked over her shoulder. Jordan had just opened a condom. He smoothed the latex down over Peter’s cock. Then he picked up the lube and squeezed a generous dollop on Peter’s two fingers.

  “Same rules, baby. If it hurts, you tell me, and I’ll stop.”

  “But it hurts so good,” Tracy said. She sent him a wink, then lowered her chest onto the bed, so that her ass was raised up just a bit higher in invitation.

  “Damn, you do challenge a man’s ability to stay in control.” Peter didn’t exactly sound bitter about that truth.

  Despite having just enjoyed a stupendous orgasm, Tracy hungered for more. She moaned when she felt Peter’s fingers on her, spreading the lube. She panted and pushed when he tested her readiness with two fingers.

  “You’re opening for me just like a pretty little rose,” Peter said.

  He placed the end of his cock against that opening and pushed. It burned, but not quite as much as the first time. Again, the pain seemed to feed a fire inside her, a fire that lit every one of her erogenous zones, sending dripping shafts of arousal to every part of her body.

  Peter’s cock breeched the rosette of her opening and slid into her, one long, slow slide until he was buried to the hilt.

  Tracy clenched her inner muscles, and Peter sucked in air through his teeth. She felt the effort to control himself in his hands, hands that gripped her buttocks, spreading her cheeks, holding her still and open for his pleasure—and hers. He really thinks he can stay in control.

  Well, she hadn’t been able to hang on to that precious commodity even once with these two strong men. Why should he be able to?

  She forced herself up, bracing herself on her hands, and the change in angle increased the incredible sensations in her ass, and all through her body.

  “Don’t cheat me, G-Man. Give me all you’ve got. Fuck
me. Fuck my ass hard and fast and deep.”

  “Jesus.”

  Tracy thought she heard the snap of his control letting go. He pulled out of her and slid in again, and the glide and slide and tiny bite of pain felt so good she groaned, eased herself down on the bed, turned her head so she could face Jordan, and surrendered completely.

  Beside her, Jordan caressed her back, but his gaze was riveted on Peter’s cock as he began to fuck her in a steady motion, giving her what she wanted, what she’d demanded of him.

  Spiraling out of control, coming from somewhere deep inside her, Tracy’s orgasm shimmered out of her, wave after wave of bliss that flooded her, that escaped any vestige of control, and that consumed her completely. She heard Peter’s shout, felt him press into her and hold, and closed her eyes as the greatest sense of satisfaction she’d ever known filled her.

  Chapter 17

  “What time is it?”

  Tracy awakened when Jordan scooped her into his arms and began to carry her. She didn’t need to ask where he was taking her, because the sound of the hot tub jets seemed to be getting closer.

  “It’s just coming up on nine. Peter’s downstairs, putting one of mom’s frozen casseroles into the oven. Then he’ll join us. We’ll relax in the spa, and then have dinner. How do you feel?”

  “Wonderful.” Tracy yawned. She hadn’t been asleep for long, just a bit more than an hour.

  “Uh-huh. Would you tell us if the answer was otherwise?” Jordan sat on the edge of the hot tub then swung his legs over, lowering himself, and her, into the lovely froth.

  Tracy kissed him, and then moved off of his lap to sit next to him, so she could stretch out and let the bubbles work on her strained muscles. “Yes, I would. I would never lie to you, or keep anything from you.” Tracy looked over, because as she’d spoken, Peter had come into the room and had sighed. He set down the tray of glasses he carried and handed one to each of them. Tracy took a sip of the ice-cold sweet tea, and smiled. She was glad he’d not laced the beverage with alcohol. It only took one time for her to discover that hot tub plus alcohol equaled an amazingly effective sleeping pill.