Don’t go there. Destiny deserves better.
Despite the terrible visibility, he made it to her house without skidding off the road. Kurt’s car wasn’t in the drive, nor were there any lights on inside the house. He knocked just in case, but when no one answered, his gut soured. Something bad had happened. He debated driving up the mountain, but with his four-wheel-drive car and no chains, he wouldn’t have gotten far.
Waiting until morning would suck, but he had little choice. To jump-start the process, he called the sheriff and explained the situation.
“It’s too dangerous to go looking for them in this storm, but I’ll put together a team as soon as it’s light. I’ll get ahold of the two rangers, and we’ll head out first thing.”
“I want to come with you.”
“Suit yourself. We leave here at six sharp.”
Long after Sheriff Bradford disconnected, Drake’s gut churned. If anything happened to either one, he’d be devastated. After calling the neighbors’ house to say good night to Charley, he tried to keep his mind occupied by watching television. It didn’t work. He called Kurt’s and Destiny’s cells again, thinking maybe they had decided to walk down the mountain in the hopes of getting reception at a different altitude. Neither answered again.
Next, he dragged out his computer to do some law work. Usually, he got heavily involved in research, but not tonight. Convinced he’d not sleep a wink, he set the alarm for five and crashed on the sofa while some stupid movie played in the background.
He must have dozed off because the alarm jarred him awake. He jumped up and checked his cell. No luck. He hadn’t gotten a call back. Shit. Needing his morning coffee to function, he turned on the machine and went in to wash. Not in the mood to cook breakfast, he toasted a bagel and ate an apple. In case the search took a long time, he packed several sandwiches, not just for himself, but for the sheriff and the other two forest rangers.
When he arrived at the station, the two rangers, Evan Thomas and Sparks Langston were checking over their snowmobiles housed in the back of their truck beds. Deputy Tom Carnes came out of the station dressed to hike the hills.
“Drake.” They shook hands. “You haven’t heard from them I take it?”
“Afraid not.”
“You want to ride with me?” Tom also had two snowmobiles in the back of his truck.
“Sure.”
The ranger led the way. Drake used to love to hike with Camille. He and Charley had gone with Kurt a few times, and he was confident his brother wouldn’t have gotten lost. He possessed a sixth sense about direction. “You know where 2806 meets Old Fort Road?”
“Yeah.”
“I think that’s where he was headed. He mentioned something about taking photos on top of Hellman’s Ridge.”
The sun was peeking over the horizon when they began their ascent. Fresh snow lined the road. While the going was slow, the path was passable. About two-thirds up the mountain, a large pile of snow blocked the way.
“I think this is where we switch to the snowmobiles,” Carnes said.
“Works for me.”
Both trucks stopped and changed their mode of transportation.
Sparks approached. “We’ll stick to the road. Not only is it safer, but if Kurt and Destiny are trying to walk out, this will be the path they take.”
They all mounted their machines and made their way toward the top. Drake worked hard to keep it together. Where the hell could they be? He’d kept an eye on the downward slopes in case Kurt’s truck had gone over the edge. As they rounded a curve, they came across another blockage, only this time one with a few rocks embedded in the snow.
Carnes cut his engine and dismounted. “Road ends right ahead. Let’s go on foot.”
Sparks shot ahead. He hadn’t been gone but a minute when he yelled.
“Shit.” Drake charged up the hill, climbed over the mound of snow, and spotted the truck, half-buried.
Drake raced up the window and peered in. Destiny was sprawled on top of his brother, half-undressed, looking as though they’d had an orgy. He knocked on the window and Kurt jerked up his head.
When he grinned, a mix of relief and anger grabbed him. He’d worried for nothing. Or had he? Destiny quickly rolled off Kurt. No way could he open the car doors with the snow against the side, nor could Kurt roll down the electric windows until he started the car. Destiny pulled on her pants while Kurt turned over the engine. The window lowered.
“What took you so long, bro?”
It wasn’t Kurt’s fault the storm had prevented him from coming down the mountain. His brother always did find a way to make a bad situation good.
“You okay?”
“A little hungry and tired, but otherwise we’re fine. I got a shovel in the back. I’d appreciate it if you could move a little of that snow from around my door.”
Drake had to laugh. “No problem.”
In short order, both Kurt and Destiny were able to get out.
She stretched and yawned. “What I wouldn’t give for a cup of coffee, a big breakfast, and a hot shower.”
“I’m with ya there.”
Chapter Six
Destiny ate a great breakfast at the Mountain View Bar & Grill, along with her two heroes. Since she and Kurt needed a ride back to her house, Drake drove. When the snow melted a bit, the rangers said they’d get Kurt’s truck back to him.
“Do you have time to come in?” She looked over at Drake and smiled. “I want to thank our rescuer.”
“Sure.”
Kurt wrapped an arm around her waist as they entered the house. “Be honest. We had fun.”
“True, but I prefer a bigger bed, or else next time you need to get a four-seater cab.”
“I’m hoping there won’t be a next time. Maybe I should have carted up a snowmobile.”
“That would have worked. Would anyone like some coffee?”
Kurt stepped over to her and swung her into his arms. “I want my dessert first.”
The gleam in his eye told her she was finally going to get what she’d wanted for a long time. She prayed Drake would follow along. When all three entered the bedroom, she mentally cheered.
While Drake had been quiet during breakfast and on the way home, he seemed to flip a switch and focus on her. He slipped off his jacket and tugged off his boots. “I’m the one who’s starving. You had her all last night, bro.”
Kurt tried to hide his smile. Bless him. He knew this was what she wanted. Good thing she’d made it clear she wanted dibs on both men. One just wouldn’t do.
“Not the way I wanted, let me assure you. The woman wore more clothes than a department store.”
She laughed at his exaggeration then wiggled her fingers at Drake. “Come here. I’ve been dreaming of taking off your clothes for too long.”
Drake cocked a brow. “Oh, yeah?”
After unbuttoning his flannel shirt, she pulled the material down over his arms and let it drop to the ground. “I see you came prepared for a long search.” He had on a thick undershirt.
“I wasn’t going to quit until I found you two.” A quick shot of pain crossed his face.
“I’m sorry we made you worry, but our cells didn’t work.”
“I figured.”
She divested him of his undershirt. His naked torso took her breath away. He might spend a lot of time in the office, but from his rippled chest, he’d given equal attention to his body in the gym. Light from the window created a shadow on the scar on his side. She touched the bumpy mass. “What is it?’
“It’s a long story.” His tone implied he’d never tell her, so she lowered her hand. He clasped her arm. “Honey, I don’t mind if you take your time getting me out of my clothes, but while you’re working on the process, would you mind if Kurt strips you naked? I’m dying here waiting to touch you.” His tone softened. He must have realized his abrupt comment hurt.
Really? “No. Go ahead.”
Kurt went right to work while she finished up w
ith Drake. First, Kurt pulled off her boots and socks so he could remove her bulky pants. Her forward progress undressing Drake took a break when Kurt pulled her shirt over her head. All that remained were her bra and panties, and she thought Drake might like the honors of removing them. She unbuttoned Drake’s fly and peeled down the pants.
“Damn. You’re so overdressed.” He wore long underwear. One more layer to get through.
He laughed. “Let me help you a little.” He shucked off his long underwear. “Okay, you can do the rest.”
The rest only included his boxers. His cock was bursting to get out, but it was only fair to remove Kurt’s clothes before she started on the Drake adventure. When she spun around to attend to him, he was already naked. “Oh, my.” She might have fondled his cock last night in the dark, but seeing him in broad daylight put a new meaning to big.
She spun back to Drake and tugged on his boxers. Immediately, his cock peeked out from the top. Her hand stilled. “I’m not sure I can take both of you. You’re both ginormous.”
They chuckled. Kurt dropped a knee on the bed and leaned his body against her arm. “Don’t worry. We won’t take you at the same time until you’re good and ready.”
Since she’d been celibate in Florida, it could take a long time to stretch her out. Both men moved closer.
“Wow. I feel like a kid in a candy store. I don’t know where to begin.”
To be fair to both men, she reached out with both hands and grabbed their cocks. Drake’s dick pulsed in her palm. Kurt moved out of her reach.
“You need to learn some patience,” Kurt said.
“I was trying to go slow.” It wasn’t her fault her urges got the best of her.
Drake took her hands in his. “Don’t move, or we’ll have to punish you.”
Punish her? From the gleam in her eye, she might like what he had to dole out. Her pussy moistened thinking about what they would do to her. She’d had close to two years to dream about this moment.
Drake pulled her panties down to her thighs. “Nice snatch.” He ran his hands through her curls.
She wanted him to touch her more intimately, but begging wasn’t her style. Ever. As if the two men were telepathic, they both pulled down her bra straps far enough for her nipples to appear. Her breath whooshed out as they ducked their heads and took a nipple in each mouth. My God, she’d never had such a sensation coursing through her. Drake’s right hand cupped her breast, while the fingers on his left hand twirled her hair. Kurt seemed to enjoy playing with her rear. His fingers skated over one cheek and dipped a little toward her puckered hole. No one had ever entered her behind, but if she could love both her men at the same time, she’d be willing to learn.
Wow. When had she changed her mind about having both men at the same time? Maybe once they both entered her bedroom together.
Kurt must have distracted her, for her hands somehow located Drake’s cock. She wanted to lick him then run her hand up and down his length, making him come in her mouth.
Faster than a snake could strike, Drake held her hand. “What did we say about not moving?”
“I thought that just meant I couldn’t go anywhere.”
“Wrong.”
His strong pronouncement took her by surprise. Drake scooped her up and sat on the bed. In one quick move, he rolled her over on his lap. “You will be punished.”
Had his tone not held some humor, she might have been worried. The first spank came down hard. “Ow.” She snapped her hands over her butt.
“Kurt, hold our woman down while I dole out the punishment.”
His brother obliged. Now she was helpless. So why did her pussy moisten at the thought?
He spanked her again.
“It hurts.” Fortunately, her voice didn’t sound like she was whining.
“Good. It’s supposed to hurt, or else you won’t learn to do as we say.”
Where had this authoritarian man come from? She rather liked his aggressiveness. His actions were the same as when he’d defended the woman in town against that horrible man who’d hit her.
He landed another slap. While his hand made her behind sting, something strange happened. The heat caused her pussy to become more fully aroused. She wiggled her butt, trying to figure out exactly what was going on.
“Darlin’, you feeling something in between those tempting thighs?”
So he knew what the spanking did to her. “Maybe.”
She bet they were grinning at her. Drake delivered a few more slaps. By now, the pain had morphed into delicious lust.
Kurt knelt beside her and rubbed her rear. “Just relax and let me make it better.”
She liked the idea, but never expected him to dip two fingers into her sopping pussy, drag out some of her juices, and rub the liquid over her tight hole. She couldn’t help but clench her butt cheeks.
“I think our woman likes to have her ass played with.” After he added more of her juices to the area, Kurt slipped a finger into her hole.
“Yikes.” The pressure took her by surprise.
He placed a hand on her rear. “Easy.” Kurt slipped off her panties and nudged open her thighs. “I can smell her sweet perfume.”
How embarrassing was that?
Drake readjusted her to allow him full access to her tits. He tweaked one nipple, pressing the tip between his thumb and forefinger. “How about I put this honey on the bed so we can both get to her?”
“You bet,” Kurt answered. A moment later she was spread-eagle in front of them with Kurt between her legs. He lay flat on his stomach. “I’ve wanted to eat your pussy for so long it hurts.”
He dragged a finger over her wet opening and reinserted a finger in her rear. She squirmed a bit. Then he did the unexpected. He added another finger. “That’s all I can take.”
He massaged her stomach. “No, darlin’, wait until I’m done with you, I’ll be filling you up with my cock until you scream for more.”
His mouth found her pussy and she thought she’d gone to heaven. So divine were his lips that she almost forgot about him playing with her rear. He licked and sucked until she nearly came. When he scissored his fingers inside her rear, nerves she never knew existed came to life.
“I think she’s liking this, Drake. You might want to service her some other way.”
“I don’t mind if I do.”
Drake’s mouth captured her breast as he cupped her head. His moans sent her higher until she arched her back, needing so much more.
“Please, I need your cock.” She wasn’t sure who she was addressing, but one of her men would surely ease her ache.
Kurt rubbed her stomach, which helped to soothe her. Drake’s plucking of her nipples drove her crazy with need. As if he could sense her urgency, his mouth tripped up her chest, over her chin, and latched onto her mouth. She nipped his lips then opened wide to give him entrance. He tasted of coffee and cinnamon. He threaded his hands through her hair and leaned over her, kissing her with so much passion she thought she would burst.
“I gotta take her, bro,” Kurt said.
With that, Kurt removed his fingers and mouth from her pussy and flipped her onto all fours. From the lack of weight on the end of the bed, he was on his feet. Paper ripped. The snap of latex sounded before he climbed back on. Kurt leaned over and rubbed her tits.
“I can’t tell you what you do to me.” From the way his voice quivered, he was as aroused as she was.
She couldn’t believe she’d finally get to have sex with the Devereaux men.
Using both thumbs, Kurt spread her pussy lips. Even though she was wetter than a flower after a summer rain, he nudged in slowly as if she needed time to adjust to his size. She appreciated his consideration. After a few easy thrusts to work his way in, he lifted her shoulders so that she was kneeling. The increase in pressure from his cock nearly took her breath away.
“My brother needs to have more access to you.”
Drake moved in front, his erect cock flat against his stomach
. He lifted her tits and thumbed her nipples. “You are so beautiful.”
The awe in his tone made her juice up even more. His fingers traced lines down the side of her breasts as his mouth captured hers. The more force he exerted on her nipples, the more she wanted Kurt to fuck her hard. Never had anything ignited her nerves like his huge cock pummeling her walls.
He must have sensed her urgency, for he grabbed her hips and thrust in farther. Oh, my. His balls slapped against her rear as he drove into her. Drake moved back, lowered her shoulders enough for his cock to be at mouth level. She had to lower her arms to support herself before she opened up.
She wanted to take her time and lick him, but he, too, seemed to be close to the brink. Drake entered her mouth, but he didn’t go so far as to gag her. With his palm, he held her head as he pressed upward.
“Jesus, Destiny. Your mouth is wicked.”
Kurt’s rhythm intensified, bringing her closer to the edge. He set a speed of profound urgency. His fingers clasped her ass. “I’m about to lose it. Come for me, Destiny.”
His desire for her to take her satisfaction first jettisoned her toward her climax. Blood pounded in her ears just before Drake shot a geyser into her mouth. She had to pull up a bit to swallow the volume. His salty taste teased her taste buds. He slipped out and she had to lean over to lick him clean.
Drake grabbed her shoulders. “No more. My cock’s so sensitive I might come again if you touch me.”
Kurt stroked her back with one hand as he held on with the other. Her attention shifted to her pussy. She milked his cock, and he let out a strangled cry. He pumped faster, pushing her higher and higher.
“Oh, God, I can’t last.” Powerful lust slammed into her, toppling her over the edge. Her climax swept her away.
Kurt took her hips in both hands and drove to the end. He held her tight as his cock throbbed and pulsed. Warmth spread through her as he released his juice.
Then his head dropped on her back. “I never imagined your sweet pussy being so fine. Dear God, where have you been my whole life?”
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