Cowboy Love in Peril [Love: The Cowboy Way 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (10 page)

“Yes!” Kimber screamed, her hips grinding against Brandon in erratic circles, her nails digging into Wade’s forearms as she clung to him.

Brandon released her when her cries died down and she lay quivering between them, and he got to his feet to help Wade lift her onto the bed. Brandon grabbed a fistful of Wade’s hair and dragged his head around for a kiss. He tasted of Kimber, and Wade groaned as he plunged his tongue into Brandon’s hot mouth, hungry for more of them both.

Kimber’s touch at his back made him turn around, and he gasped as she took his cock into her mouth, her fingers closing gently around his balls. Brandon bit down on his neck, his body pressed against Wade’s, and he felt Brandon’s prick nudging against the cheeks of his ass.

“Fuck our wife,” Brandon said, placing a hand at Wade’s back and urging him to crawl over Kimber’s body.

She opened her legs for him and he slid into her moist heat, groaning at how wet and swollen she still was from the orgasm she’d just had. Wade thrust into her once more, part of his brain registering the sound of a foil packet being opened behind him. He waited, expecting Brandon to ask them both to move so he could join in, but that didn’t happen.

“Hold still, Wade. I’m gonna work some lube into your ass.”

Wade held his breath, his mind going blank at the touch of Brandon’s hand. The cold sensation made his pelvis contract, a reaction Kimber seemed to appreciate if her loud moan was anything to go by. Brandon plunged a finger inside his butt, sending Wade into a frenzy of thrusting, until Brandon removed his finger and he felt the cheeks of his ass being spread wide.

The bed rocked as Brandon climbed on, his knees slotting between Wade’s, the head of his cock pushing against Wade’s hole.

“Fuck!” Wade shouted, panting through grit teeth, using every bit of control he had over his body to hold back his orgasm as the twin sensations of Kimber’s cunt convulsing around his dick and Brandon’s cock sliding deeper inside his ass, inch by devastating inch, almost pushed him over the edge.

Finally, Brandon slid in as far as he could, and began pumping it in and out in time with Wade’s thrusts into Kimber. Brandon grabbed a fistful of Wade’s hair, tugging his head upward and forcing his torso to hold still so he could do nothing to lessen the impact of Brandon’s prick slamming into his ass over and over again.

Kimber took advantage of the space above her, lifting her body up and resting her weight on her elbows as she rocked back and forth on Wade’s dick. She turned her head, teeth latching onto Wade’s bicep as Brandon increased his thrusts, and Wade couldn’t take any more.

He heard a low, keening moan that he couldn’t be sure hadn’t come from him. A pulse started to throb at the base of his penis, the vibrations getting harder and stronger as they worked their way up his shaft, the pressure building. Wade felt as if the muscles of his pelvis and thighs were being drawn up inside him, winding tighter and higher until finally the tension snapped and a powerful jet of cum shot out of his pulsating cock.

Somewhere above and below him, he heard his lovers’ moans, grunts, and sighs, felt the touch of hands, mouths, and limbs, and Wade couldn’t stop thrusting, groaning, and shaking until Kimber and Brandon took pity on him and released him.

It took the last scrap of strength Wade had left to crawl off of Kimber and collapse on the bed beside her. He felt Brandon land next to him, heard him gasping and panting, too, and realized he’d come equally as hard. Kimber crawled into the space between them, the gentle sound of her calm, even breathing, taunting Wade with the knowledge she hadn’t had an orgasm this time.

“Where’d you think you’re going?” he said, grabbing her wrist as she tried to sit up.

She laughed and slid back down between them, curling her body around his. “I was gonna grab the champagne.”

“Good idea,” Brandon said, leaping to his feet and dashing out of the room, returning minutes later with the open bottle and a towel. “Wade, I don’t believe we’ve toasted the bride properly yet, have we?”

Wade laughed and scooted to the edge of the bed. “No, I don’t think we have.”

Kimber put her hands up, gesturing that Brandon shouldn’t come any closer. “If you two think you’re getting champagne all over our bed, I’ve got news for the pair of you.”

Brandon screwed his face up at her, as if she was crazy to think he’d do something so stupid, and laid the towel out on the floor. Kimber grinned and shook her head, giving a little screech of surprise when Wade scooped her up and deposited her on the towel.

Wade knelt beside her, facing Brandon opposite, his hands resting on his thighs as he watched the bottle tilt and a trickle of champagne splashed onto her skin, fizzing on contact before running off her body in rivulets. Kimber bit her lip and her nipples pebbled as Brandon poured some of the golden liquid over her breasts. He dipped his head, lapping at the droplets beading on Kimber’s skin, gesturing that Wade should take the bottle from him.

Wade crawled into the space between her thighs, pleased to see her pussy convulsing already. Maybe Brandon’s mouth on her nipples was the reason, or maybe she was anticipating the cold caress of the champagne, but either way, he didn’t make her wait too long. Wade parted her outer lips with the fingers of one hand, exposing her glistening pink clitoris. He put the bottle to his mouth and took a large swig, then poured a little over Kimber. She hissed and lifted her hips from the floor as the champagne swirled over pussy. Bubbles trembled on her pubic hair, fizzing and popping against her skin until Wade swept them away with his tongue.

Kimber’s body jerked toward him, and Wade knew she what she needed. Putting the bottle down, he grappled her ass into his hands and buried his face in her pussy. Opening his mouth wide, he sucked her clit between his soft, warm lips, holding it there while he gently worked his tongue over her bud. When she started to quiver against his face, Wade pushed two fingers into her cunt, palm facing upward.

His cock hardened again—he’d never been able to watch Kimber writhing beneath him without getting turned on himself—and he shifted position to lay on his side, turning her hips so his head nestled between the soft skin of her thighs. He felt a strong hand nudge his own legs apart, and then the graze of Brandon’s stubble as it scraped over his hip. Wade moaned against Kimber’s flesh as he felt his cock hit the back of Brandon’s throat. Kimber’s muffled gasp told Wade she was sucking on Brandon’s dick seconds before he felt the vibrations go through his pelvis when Brandon groaned deep in his chest.

Wade doubled his efforts, determined Kimber would come before he did this time. He tore his mouth away from Kimber’s pussy to let out a loud groan as Brandon began to focus on the head of his dick. Wade rubbed Kimber briskly with his thumb, plunging his fingers it and out of her as fast as he could.

Kimber’s legs went rigid and she started to convulse around his fingers, walls of her pussy gripping and releasing him, her feet scrambling against the shiny wooden floor as she tried to grind down on his hand. Brandon’s muffled moans joined hers, and Wade felt his touch get erratic. He clamped his hands around Wade’s hips and thrust his mouth down as far as he could, taking Wade into the back of his throat. That was about as much as Wade could take, and he exploded into Brandon’s mouth, collapsing onto his side and thrusting blindly as Brandon sucked him dry.

Wade lay on his back on the floor of the bedroom he shared with Kimber and Brandon, his heart pounding in his chest as he struggled to catch his breath. He heard them fall asleep where the lay, both of them as naked and spent as he was. Wade reached over to the bed and tugged the cover off with his fingertips. He laid it gently over Brandon and Kimber, and crawled underneath it to lie between them. Brandon stirred and threw his leg across Wade’s thigh, while Kimber snuggled closer and laid her head on his chest.

He couldn’t wait for morning, couldn’t wait to go get their kids and bring them back home where they belonged. Wade lay in the darkness with a smile on his face, the kind Kimber would probably call his shit-eating grin, the one she said he always wore whenever he got something he wanted. But Wade hadn’t just gotten something, he’d gotten everything.

He was the luckiest son of a bitch he knew.

THE END

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