Covington, Cara - Love Under Two Lawmen [The Lost Collection] (Siren Menage Everlasting) (13 page)

“It’s been a month or more since they’ve struck. But still.”

Adam appreciated the warning. He and Warren were both crack shots. He felt pretty confident that they could take care of themselves and their woman. Still, it wouldn’t hurt to see how well Amanda could fire the rifle she had strapped to the back of her horse.

Adam bit back his smile. Teaching her the finer points of handling a rifle was just one of several things he and Warren planned to school her in.

He thought of her naked skin and warm bath water and headed back to the hotel.

Chapter 11

Her bath had arrived and Amanda wasted no time getting in to it. Stretched out like some water nymph from Greek mythology, she sighed in obvious pleasure. Her eyes closed, her gloriously naked body lay in full view in the large wooden tub. It seemed a damn shame to keep his clothes on under the circumstances, so he didn’t. Warren stripped quickly, eager to get his hands on her. He glanced up at Adam and took in his look of pleased surprise.

“What?” He asked that, although he had a pretty good idea what had his lover smiling.

“You. You’re getting very comfortable in your skin, Lawyer Jessop. That pleases me more than I can say.”

Warren looked down at Amanda, naked and wet and clearly enjoying the tub, and met her gaze. He knew she couldn’t understand the significance of Adam’s statement or know that he himself had undergone a change. But she seemed to sense it, because her silence and the sweet expression in her eyes and on her face reassured him somehow.

He shrugged. “I’m still nervous. I have reason to be. We both do. Hell. We all do, come to that. That’s just reality. But if a man spends his life living in fear—well, he’s not really alive, is he? And he’s not much of a man, either.”

“
Sweetheart
.” Adam leaned over and kissed him, a slow, tender mating of mouths. Adam’s flavor, as always, stirred him. But in this kiss, Warren sensed a deeper emotion than he’d ever felt before. Their tongues met, danced, but lightly, with the hunger leashed.

When Adam pulled back, Warren said, “You need to get naked, lover. We promised this beautiful woman two bath attendants.”

“I’ll just lay back and pretend I’m a queen and the two of you my slaves,” Amanda said.

Warren couldn’t help but steal glances at Adam as he shucked his clothes. His body aroused him so much.

When Warren thought back to the man he’d been when he landed in Waco—scared, alone, and desperately lonely—he didn’t have to look too far to know the reason he was a different man today.

Adam had changed his life and filled almost all the empty spaces inside him. He tilted his head and admired the naked woman waiting for his touch. He had the very strong feeling this woman could fill the rest of them.

“Well, now, your majesty, what part of your delectable body would you like us to wash first?” Warren asked.

“Mmm…I don’t really care as long as your luscious, wet hands get on my skin soon.”

“It would seem our queen is an easy woman to please,” he said. Smiling at Adam, he picked up Amanda’s left hand and began to wash it.

Adam chuckled, following suit with her right.

“Lawyers. Everything has to be set out for them in exacting detail.” Amanda’s tone teased more than it complained.

“You will find I’m
very
good at details,” Warren countered.

He’d enjoyed women before, of course he had. Until he’d met Adam, his relationships had been mostly with women, and mostly with ones he’d had to pay for the privilege. Oh, there’d been the occasional widow, and even one or two divorcées. When he would find a man to feed that secret craving that seemed to go as deep as his soul, the encounters had inevitably been furtive and brief.

Then Adam came into his life, and he’d not been as interested in looking as often for female companionship.

Not until he’d met Amanda had he actually desired a particular woman. Something about her—not just her physical beauty, but her heart, her grit—hell, everything about her suited him completely. She was smart and sassy with a quick wit. As it was for him with Adam, he knew with Amanda he would never be bored.

Warren thought of his friends, the Benedicts, and the lives they led. That same living arrangement, applied to himself and Adam and Amanda, held enormous appeal for him.

“Why don’t you show me how you handle some of those details, Lawyer Jessop?”

Amanda’s sultry demand drew him back to the present. His cock hardened even more, and his blood heated. Warren picked up the soap, worked lather into his hands, and then set those hands on Amanda’s breasts.

“I love the feel of your skin under my hands,” he told her. He used his fingers to tug and pinch her nipples. “You’re so responsive to both of us, Mandy. Knowing I can make your heart race thrills me.”

“We want to try something different,” Adam said. “We want to take you at the same time.”

Because Warren had been watching, he saw the flicker of excited curiosity sparkle in her eyes. While his one hand continued to caress her front, now alternating between her beautiful breasts, he worked his other hand down and under her bottom.

“I need to prepare you for that,” Warren said “If you want us that way—and I’m really praying you do—I need to begin to help your skin stretch.” As he spoke, he ran his finger up and down the crack of her ass, pressing in slightly each time he felt the tiny rosette of her anus.

Amanda inhaled deeply, her moan as well as the way she pressed against his finger telling him what she thought of the idea.

“We don’t want to damage you, darling,” Adam said. “And this will reduce the pain of the first time.”

“I trust you,” Amanda said. She met Adam’s gaze and then Warren’s. “I trust you both.”

Her words filled his heart with such joy. Warren leaned over the tub and kissed her, his lips gentle, his tongue sneaking out to caress her lips. Just a quick salute to let her know how she’d moved him.

“Relax for me, Mandy. I’m just going to give you a little.” Warren lifted her left leg over the side of the tub as Adam did the same with her right. Splayed open for them, her pussy glistened in the water, the reddish curls at the top of her sex now dark from being wet.

Adam’s hands took over petting her breasts while Warren lifted her bottom, tilting her so he could easily access her anus. He resumed stroking her, but with each pass pressed his finger a bit more firmly against her rosette.

When she began to pant, Adam trailed one hand down her body to stroke and tease her clit. The instant Warren heard her breath hitch, he pushed his finger against her tiny opening, a long, steady push until the muscle gave way and he was inside her.

* * * *

Amanda gripped the edges of the tub as her entire body flooded with shivers of sensation. Bliss consumed her, inside and out, with the most incredible pleasure. This was more than she’d felt before, more than even the last best time. She bore down, her bottom pressing against Warren’s finger as Adam continued to rub her clit.

“
Oh, God
.” The words escaped on a strangled sob before she bit down on her lip, hard, to keep from making any more noise. They weren’t alone on the trail any longer, where she could scream with her release.

When the rapture ebbed, Warren leaned over the tub and kissed her, his tongue demanding entrance. She released the tub and cupped the back of his head with her hand, holding him close. The instant he ended the kiss, she turned her head, sought out Adam.

Adam’s mouth moved on hers, forceful and demanding. Then she lay back against the tub as Adam and Warren’s lips touched, mated. Heat filled her as she watched them kiss.

Embolden by their display and their free use of her body, she reached out a hand toward each and wrapped her fingers around their erect cocks.

“I want to feel your mouth on me,” Adam said.

“Oh, God, yes,” Warren echoed.

They leaned over the tub, forehead resting against forehead, arching over her. Eager to please, needing to take as much freedom with them as they had with her, she scooted forward. First left, then right, she used her tongue to taste throbbing, male flesh. She needed to be a part of them, to feel a part of the magic they made when they were together. Raw emotion etched their faces when they gazed at each other, and that emotion made her ache with need and longing.

She’d never aspired to be a wife, to be part of a couple, to be in a relationship. But she thought she might give nearly anything to be a part of their relationship, if only for a little while.

Back and forth, she tasted and teased, swirling her tongue over the tiny eye that graced the top of each cock. She felt them shivering from her light attention. A quiet kind of pleasure filled her as each man rested a hand on her back, stroked down, and combed fingers through her hair. She knew she thrilled them, and that was a very sweet thing to know.

“Enough,” Adam sighed, pulling himself out of reach. “Let’s dry you off so we can have a quick bath. Then I want all of us on that bed, together.”

The hotel had been generous in providing drying cloths, and soon Amanda sat on the bed and watched as the men quickly cleaned themselves. She wondered if her cousin would let them use her bath tub when they returned to Waco. She thought she’d really enjoy sharing water with these two men. It would be her turn to be their bath attendant.

Their movements quick and economical, the men washed, rinsed and dried themselves in record time. When they advanced on her, Amanda scooted back to make room for them.

“Come here.” Adam didn’t give her a moment to respond. He simply wrapped his arm around her and pulled her closer.

He kissed her, his mouth hot and moist, his tongue demanding as it dipped and swirled, stealing her essence and leaving arousal in its wake. Amanda wound her arms around his neck, returning his kiss, reveling in the feel of his naked chest pressing against her breasts.

A touch along her back, a gentle sweep of hand, and she lifted her lips from Adam’s, turning and melting into Warren’s embrace, opening her mouth to his, rubbing her breasts against his chest.

She pulled back just slightly and caressed his face. “Will you let me watch the two of you make love?”

She didn’t ask because she needed the measure of trust. She asked because imagining them together, making love, excited her. She didn’t need to be told this would be a huge step for Warren. She’d known almost from that first moment that Warren didn’t trust easily or often.

He swooped in, placed a gentle kiss on her lips. “Why?”

“Because I know you want him, and I want to be a part of it.”

He gave her a sly look then turned his gaze on Adam, who waited on the other side of Amanda and watched quietly.

“It’s been a while since I’ve touched you the way I love to touch you,” Warren said.

“I know.” Adam turned his head so he met Amanda’s gaze. “We intended to have each other, but we wanted you to get used to the idea first.”

“You won’t shock or offend me. You
will
arouse me. I might just dive in to the middle of you.”

“Now that would be wonderful.” Warren’s voice emerged as little more than a whisper as he crawled up the bed toward Adam.

He brushed his lips across Adam’s chest, tiny licks and kisses she could see aroused them both. Warren wove a trail of passion up Adam’s chest until he reached his face. There he kissed him full on the mouth, and Amanda could see both men spread lips so that tongues could slide and touch. On and on the kiss went, with tiny sounds of pleasure emerging, whimpers and moans and groans that pebbled Amanda’s nipples.

Adam combed his fingers through Warren’s hair, and she could tell he was urging him down. Warren accommodated him instantly, retracing the trail already blazed until he settled down and took Adam’s cock into his mouth.

Amanda cupped her breast, finger and thumb working together to pinch and pull an already erect nipple, the resulting arousal shooting to her womb. Adam groaned and flexed his hips, pleasure etched on his face.

Unable to just lay there and watch, Amanda moved, her need to share in the tasting an all-consuming one. Warren rose to his knees, making room for her. Lying down, her back against the mattress, she slid into the small space between Warren and the bed, her mouth hungry for his cock.

Hot and salty, his taste enthralled her, made her burn for more. Having just watched him pleasure Adam, she knew what to do. Opening her mouth wide, she sucked Warren’s cock in, her tongue stroking, her mouth drawing on him, drawing him deep.

He groaned, cursed, then drew back from Adam and watched her suck his cock for a moment.

“Adam, let me have you.”

“God, yes.”

Adam moved, and Warren gently slid his cock out of her mouth. “Taste Adam now, Mandy.”

She didn’t fully realize what he intended until Adam got on his knees, presenting his ass to Warren. As she watched, Warren dipped his head, ran his tongue along the crack of Adam’s ass. Then he moved forward and placed his cock against the tight opening.