Savage Desire [Desire, Oklahoma: The Founding Fathers 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Lana Dare

Blade’s features, clearly visible in the light from the lanterns on either side of him now, softened. “I don’t get mushy. I get hard whenever you’re around.” Lifting her hands to his chest, he smiled. “Your touch definitely has an effect on me. I like the feel of your hands on me. I want to feel more.”

  Gulping, Sarah slid a glance to her left to find both Phoenix and Hawke watching the scene playing out in front of them. Turning back to Blade, she gulped again. “I make you feel that way?”

  “Yes, Sarah. You do. I’m your husband and lover now.” His eyes narrowed when her hands moved over his chest to his shoulders. “Don’t you like it when I touch you?”

  Nodding, Sarah ran her hands down his arms, pausing now and then to press her fingertips against solid muscle. “The women at the saloon—?”

  “They don’t exist anymore. There’s only you. Our wife.” Bending his head, he touched his lips to hers, his cock jumping against her thigh. “You’re everything I ever wanted—and more.”

  He took her mouth slowly, as though savoring every second of their kiss.

  Dizzy, she slid her hands over his chest and shoulders, clinging to him.

  He sipped at her lips with a gentleness that ripped through her defenses, only to nip at them and strengthen his hold as if to remind her that he was in charge.

  He built the pleasure in stages, the rhythm of his kiss changing from slow seduction to heat and demand. One kiss flowed into another, until she didn’t know where one began and the other ended. When he lifted his head, she forced her eyes open, desperate to see his face.

  Her breath caught at the need glittering in his eyes, her pulse tripping at the way his hands tightened on her waist.

  Lifting her from his lap, he glanced at Phoenix, who moved to stand behind her. “I don’t want you to do anything you’re not willing to do, and if you get scared about something, I want you to tell me.” Raising himself from the water, he sat on the outer ledge of the spring. “There’ll be times when you’re nervous, but in a good way. If it’s in a bad way, I want you to tell us.”

  The tenderness in his eyes and in his tone wiped away the last of her trepidation, while the sight of his body and jutting cock filled her with a sense of excitement and anticipation. His cock seemed to grow under her gaze. “Do you want to touch me?”

  Sarah shivered and leaned toward him while Phoenix slid his hands to her breasts and steadied her. “You won’t mind?”

  Blade smiled, a smile filled with tension. “Come here. I want to feel your hands on my cock.”

  Unable to resist the challenge and need in his eyes, Sarah slowly moved forward, flattening her hands on his thighs to steady herself. Smiling when his thighs tensed beneath her hands, she positioned herself between his powerful legs. “Are you sure I won’t hurt you?”

  Blade’s jaw clenched. “Just a soft touch. I’ll tell you what to do.”

  Phoenix tugged at her nipples. “Go on, Sarah. He’s dying for you to touch him.”

  Mesmerized by the sight of his thick cock, and fascinated by the sight of his dark, sleek skin, Sarah knelt on the flat rock, the surface of the water just below her breasts. With her left hand on his thigh, she reached out the right, watching his face as she gently stroked his cock.

  His deep groan startled her into pulling her hand back. His body bowed, the tension in it alarming.

  Reaching out, he took her hand in his, pulling her back. “Son of a bitch. Don’t stop, honey. It feels good. Too damned good.”

  “Did I hurt you?”

  “You’re killing me.” Opening his eyes, he smiled. “Do it again.”

  Confident now, and filled with a sense of feminine power, she reached for him again, this time with both hands. Running her hands up and down the length of his cock, she watched him, amazed at the groans of pleasure that poured out of him.

  Slowing her strokes, she took the time to explore him, marveling that something so hard could feel so velvety in her hands. She lifted her gaze to his again, smiling to find him watching her. “It’s so hard, but so soft. I like touching you.”

  Feeling like the luckiest woman in the world, she smiled tremulously. “It’s different, isn’t it?”

  Holding her face between his large hands, he ran his thumbs over her cheeks. “Tell me how it’s different. Don’t you dare cry.” Taking both of her hands in his, he kissed her palms. “Tell me what’s going through that pretty head of yours.”

  Aware of Hawke’s and Phoenix’s sharp attention, Sarah sighed and glanced at each of them. “It’s so different. So wonderful. There’s no disgust in your eyes when I touch you. I can’t believe I can give you the kind of pleasure you give me.” Pulling her hands from his, she smiled and reached for his cock again. “Please. Show me how to please you. It’s so exciting to see that you like the way I touch you. Show me. Show me what to do.”

  She didn’t want to sound silly and tell him that the affection and warmth in his eyes made her feel special, especially after he’d already claimed to fight the emotion that would wrap him around her finger.

  An emotion she no longer could fight, and didn’t really want to.

  His jaw clenched, his eyes narrowing. “You really are trying to kill me, aren’t you?” With another deep groan, he curved his hand around hers and guided her movements, the pleasure in his eyes filling her with a satisfaction and sense of connection to him that stunned her.

  “Yes, honey. Just like that. Squeeze just a little bit. Oh, hell.” Throwing his head back, he released her hands and braced a hand on either side of his hips. “Slow down, Sarah, or I’m going to spill my seed too early. Damn it, Phoenix! Distract her.”

  Phoenix chuckled softly against her neck, his hands sliding from her breasts and under the water to her slit. “She’s distracted, but it seems our wife is also a determined little thing. She’s really liking turning you into mush.”

  Hawke lowered himself into the water and onto the flat rock next to Blade, his hooded gaze raking over her. “Yes, well, now that she’s seen the effect she has on all three of us, I’m afraid we’re going to have quite a battle on our hands.” With a soft smile, a smile she’d already realized was reserved just for her, he reached out to touch a fingertip to her nipple. “She’s got a sense of power now, one that I doubt she’s ever had before.”

  Phoenix groaned and slid his fingers through her slit, and with a scrape of his teeth over her shoulder, slipped a finger into her pussy. “I like it. Yes.” He moved his finger in slow strokes while sliding his thumb back and forth over her clit. “She wants to give as good as she gets. It’s a good thing there are three of us, so we can distract her.”

  He stroked her clit, his hands firming when she started to writhe against him. “Look at Blade’s face, Sarah. He’s fighting not to come. Why don’t you take his cock into your mouth and see what happens to him?”

  Blade growled and reached for her, gripping her shoulders and pulling her toward his cock. “You’re definitely killing me.” He spoke through gritted teeth, each word sounding as if it had been dragged from him. “I don’t want her to do anything that reminds her of him.”

  Sarah smiled, her blood bubbling with anticipation. “I want to.”

  Blade held firm when she tried to lean forward. “No. Maybe one day, but not now.”

  Glancing at Hawke for guidance, she bit back a moan when Phoenix started moving his fingers again.

  Hawke inclined his head slightly, the look of hunger in his eyes sending another surge of heat through her. Closing his fingers on her nipple, he slid his hand under the water and began to stroke his cock.

  Guided by instinct and hunger, she pushed Blade’s hands aside, knowing that she could only because he allowed it. “Please, Blade. I want to. I need to feel the beauty of it, not the ugliness.”

  Running his hands through her hair, Blade groaned again. “Just a little. I don’t want to come in your mouth. I want to be in that sweet pussy. You’re not sore anymore, and I want to take my wife.”

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sp; Her pussy clenched on Phoenix’s finger. “Yes!”

  Bending her head, she touched her tongue to the head of Blade’s cock, thrilling at his deep groan. Delighted with the clean, masculine taste of him, she did it again.

  The finger at her clit moved faster, her arousal wiping away the last lingering traces of embarrassment.

  Her body trembled with the need for release, a release she knew they could give her.

  Hungry for them, she moved against the cock at her back, inwardly smiling at Phoenix’s sharp intake of breath.

  Using the fingers of one hand to keep her folds parted, he used the fingers of his other to slide slowly over her clit. “Trying to tease me, are you, darlin’?”

  Rocking her hips to get him to move faster, she lifted from Blade’s cock. “I don’t know how to tease.”

  The sight of Hawke’s hand moving over his cock had her reaching for him as she bent her head and took Blade’s cock deeper into her mouth.

  “Suck on him, Sarah.” Phoenix’s voice sounded as if he’d swallowed glass, and she couldn’t help but notice that his cock hardened even more against her lower back.

  Smiling around Blade’s cock at their low sounds of hunger, she fought her own desire to concentrate on their pleasure.

  Within seconds, though, she found her efforts thwarted.

  Blade lifted her from his cock with another one of those low groans that made her stomach muscles quiver, pulled her out of the water with apparent ease, and settled her on his lap. “You’re too damned good at that.”

  Hawke turned away, taking his cock into his hand again. “She’s good with her hand, too.”

  Blade lifted her several inches and lowered her onto his cock, impaling her on its thick length, crooning to her when she cried out. His hands closed on her waist. “Hawke, salve her ass again. I know some of it must have worn off under the water, and I want to see how our little wife reacts to having something in her pussy and ass at the same time.”

  Lifting his hands to her breasts, he tugged at her nipples, his eyes flaring at her cry. “She’ll be ready soon for two of us to take her at once.”

  Gripping Blade’s shoulders, Sarah tried to rock her hips. “Oh, God. I can’t even imagine it. Is that really possible?”

  Blade tightened his hold. “Yes, when you’re ready.” Pushing her hair back again, he smiled. “You liked sucking my cock, didn’t you, love?”

  Smiling, she pressed her breasts against his chest, sucking in a breath at the heat on her nipples. “Yes.” Lifting her face to his, she followed her instincts again and kissed his jaw, gasping when his cock jumped inside her. “You, Hawke, and Phoenix make me feel wanted, but you also make me feel as if you care about me.” She felt so full, each stroke of his cock forcing her inner walls to stretch to accommodate him.

  Hawke kissed her shoulder from behind. “That’s because we do.”

  Blade smiled and bent to brush her lips with his. “I’d cut my own hands off before I’d hurt you. You’re becoming more important to me by the minute.”

  She felt so full, each stroke of his cock forcing her inner walls to stretch to accommodate him. Every bump and ridge that she’d felt on her tongue now provided a delicious friction inside her, one that had her body tightening.

  Phoenix moved in beside her, watching her intently as he ran soothing hands over her back and leg. “That’s a girl. Damn if you aren’t beautiful.”

  Stiffening at the feel of Hawke’s finger pressing into her bottom, Sarah cried out and bucked, but Blade controlled her movements, holding her by the waist as he kept thrusting into her. “Oh, God. It’s happening again.”

  The tingling sensation made her dizzy, the feel of something moving in both her ass and pussy so overwhelming that she no longer had control of herself.

  Blade groaned and moved faster. “Yeah, you like having something in your pussy and ass at the same time. That’s good, because you’ve got three husbands who want you all the damned time.”

  Her toes curled, her cries filled with desperation. “It feels strange. Oh, God. It’s too much. It tingles everywhere. Please. It’s too strong. I think something’s wrong.”

  Nothing could ever feel this good. Every inch of her body screamed with a pleasure that made her feel clumsy and weak. She shook uncontrollably and struggled to hold on to Blade’s slippery shoulders. “Oh, God. Something’s happening to me!”

  Sliding his hands forward, Blade wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close, slowing his strokes. Fisting a hand in her hair, he held her head tilted back and stared into her eyes. “I’ve got you. Just let go.” Brushing his lips over hers, he watched her closely, his eyes narrowed to slits. He thrust into her three more times in rapid succession before thrusting deep and stilling.

  Sarah fisted her hands in his hair, holding on to the only solid thing she could, another wave washing over her at the feel of his cock pulsing inside her. “Blade. Don’t let go of me. Oh!”

  Panicked, she tightened her grip on Blade, who seemed to understand at once.

  Smiling tenderly, he ran his hands up and down her spine, his gaze sharpening even more. “It’s all right. You’re all right. Yes, love. Breathe. That’s it. Again. That’s my girl.”

  Hawke slid his finger free and rushed to her side. “Is she all right?”

  “Of course she’s all right.” Bending his head, Blade took her mouth in a slow, searing kiss, one that left her limp and shaking. “She’s so passionate that it’s hard for her to come down. She needs to know that we’re here for her.”

  Hawke towered over her, his stance protective, his eyes dark with concern. “Of course we’re here for her.” He bent to touch his lips to hers, his hand running up and down her back. “You’re ours, Sarah. For life. You can always depend on us to take care of you. You can always depend on us to keep you safe.” Sliding his hands under her arms, he urged her to lean back against him. “Relax, honey. We’ve got you.”

  She moaned when Blade slid his cock free, too drowsy to move. Smiling at Phoenix, who came to stand next to her, she let out another moan at the feel of Blade’s hands moving over her bottom and backs of her thighs, while Hawke held her shoulders. “So sleepy.”

  Phoenix smiled down at her, lathering one of her scented bars of soap between his palms. “Just lie there and relax while I wash you.”

  All three of them took turns washing her, their hands so gentle on her skin that she found herself dozing more than once.

  Afterward, Blade carried her out of the water, and held her securely against his chest while Hawke dried her with care, his expression thoughtful. By the time he finished, Phoenix had finished dressing.

  She leaned against him, grateful for his support as he dressed her. “You’re awfully quiet. Is something wrong?”

  Shaking his head, he buttoned her shirt. “No, Sarah. Nothing’s wrong. Everything seems to be very right. You have quite an effect on Hawke and Blade, more than I’d anticipated.”

  Blade and Hawke finished dressing, each retrieving the lanterns before leading the way back to the horses.

  Blade handed the lantern to Phoenix before mounting and reaching for her. “Yes, she’s had quite an effect on us.” Lifting her chin, he adjusted the light blanket Hawke threw over her. “But I can’t let my feelings for her distract me. We have to protect her, no matter what it takes.”

  Chapter Twelve

  Phoenix watched Sarah sewing with Blade and Hawke, her laughter of delight filling their small cabin.

  Her smile seemed to make the small cabin even brighter.

  He could stand there and watch her all day.

  It had been a week since the night at the spring, and since then, he felt as if his world had changed completely.

  Everything they did now revolved around Sarah.

  He’d never been happier.

  Judging by the smiles on his brothers’ faces, and their eagerness to get home at the end of the day, Hawke and Blade were just as happy.

  Hawke’s
features relaxed into a smile more often, the sound of his laughter becoming more and more familiar.

  Blade’s darker side now revealed a sense of humor that hadn’t been there before, and as he guided Sarah into some of his more wicked desires, he did it with a tenderness and patience that Phoenix never would have believed.

  They talked, worked on deerskin clothes together, and took long walks around the ranch.

  Sarah, Maggie, and Savannah had become fast friends, and Sarah had taken to gathering the flowers for soaps.

  He slid his gaze to the fresh flowers she kept in a clay pot on one of the tables, breathing in the new scents that had somehow invaded the small cabin.

  He’d always imagined having a woman to come home to each night, a woman to warm his bed and give him pleasure whenever he wanted it.

  He’d never imagined all the little things that came with having a woman in the house.

  Sarah had taken to drying flowers as well. His bedding even smelled like lavender.

  Getting out of the cabin in the morning took longer than usual because they each took the time for a kiss and a cuddle with her before starting their day.

  Even the sound of her bare feet on the wooden floor made him smile.

  He’d never imagined sharing his wife with his brothers. When they’d married her, he’d assumed there’d be conflicts, but he hadn’t thought about this indescribable need for intimacy with his wife—the need for a closeness that came from more than sex.

  A closeness he’d never experienced.

  An intimacy he’d never expected to have. To want.

  To need.

  Each day that passed, he found his feelings for her deepening.

  He loved her.

  Sitting on Blade’s lap, she leaned trustingly against him, running her hands over the dress Hawke had just finished for her. “It’s so beautiful. I’m going to wear it tomorrow.”

  The transformation in Hawke and Blade still astounded him.

  His restless brothers seemed content—happy—to sit at the table with her while she sewed, their patience endless as they taught her how to make clothing from buckskin.