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“Funny. Ha. Ha.” Nicholas stood under the showerhead and dampened his hair while Mac lathered soap in his hands and gave Sable a sensual massage.
Sable watched Nicholas as he showered, admiring those muscular arms when he brought his hands up and washed his face. Those cut thighs bunched and he squeezed his tight ass when the water ran cold for a second.
She couldn’t resist, she reached out and grabbed him, cupping his bottom in her hands and just squeezing the hell out of those beautiful cheeks.
“Watch it, gorgeous girl. You may tease yourself right into another round of fucking.”
“I can only hope.”
“Insatiable,” Nicholas said, facing her then and pushing down on her shoulders. “Show me what you’ve got.”
As soon as he said those words, a twinge of sadness temporarily killed her spirit. She remembered their playful time, a time when one phone call changed the course of her evening, one warning in the form of a bartender being used as the McCoy’s pawn.
Nicholas apparently detected her hesitation and cupped her nape. Dragging her to him, he gave her a hug. His hand propelled down her back and she shivered in his arms before she went to her knees without further encouragement.
She was then aware of the hard prick at her nape and the one in front of her lips. “I could get used to this.” She reached over her shoulder and fondled Mac’s balls, noticing how his scrotum tightened when she fingered the tiny veins at the base of his cock.
“You think you could.” Mac grabbed a handful of hair and pushed her face against Nicholas’s groin. She loved the forceful nature of rough—but safe—play.
She couldn’t put her finger on it, why she felt so free with these men, but it was more than just feeling comfortable with them. The sex was a bonus—the sex was just…hmmm…delicious. She dragged her tongue over Nicholas’s wet slit before she slid down his cock, pumping Mac with her right hand and fucking Nicholas with her lips and tongue.
Mac’s cock lengthened and she pumped faster, holding his warm shaft in a loose grip as she tightened her lips around Nicholas’s slick dick.
“What do you say we get out of here a minute?” Mac asked.
“I’m fine where I am right now.” She slowly twirled her tongue around Nicholas’s crest.
“We’re not,” Nicholas said. The insatiable look of male lust existed in his expression. He pulled her to her feet, swept her into his arms, and carried her back to bed.
Mac and Nicholas rolled condoms over their cocks while she went to the dresser to fetch the lube. Once there, she looked out over the back lawn, noticing the beautiful landscape there for the first time. Acres upon acres of farmland surrounded Trouble’s gates on one side and the other. The Holston River was in the distance and across the way looked like a park, too. All of this beauty set against an undisturbed mountain range, one that was undoubtedly untouched by development and paved roads.
“Don’t forget there’s some scenery over here, too,” Mac said, crooking his finger back and forth.
“You didn’t tell me we were near the river.”
“Never came up in conversation,” Nicholas said.
“A lot of things haven’t come up in conversation,” Mac pointed out.
“Like?” She was curious if there was an underlying meaning in there somewhere.
“Like how do you feel about sleeping with five men?”
“Isn’t that what I’m doing already?” She tossed the lube tube to the bed and straddled Nicholas, seating herself on his cock and sighing in pure splendor as he filled her damp channel with his long shaft.
“Lean up, vixen,” Mac said. He wet his fingers and doused her hole in the cool lubricant. Mac didn’t mess around when it came to preparing her.
A little surprised, she moaned aloud when he thrust inside her hole and applied pressure to her back, pushing her against Nicholas’s chest as he pounded her from behind.
“Easy!” Nicholas hollered, apparently feeling some uncomfortable pressure at his balls.
“Am I hurting you?” She wanted to stay at this angle. She loved the front-to-back penetration and in this position, she felt so complete.
“You’re perfect,” Nicholas said, brushing her hair from her face and throttling her with a nice grind, a good screw.
Mac slowed his moves after Nicholas complained but soon they established a nice rhythm, rocking forward, inching back, thrusting higher, going deeper, and while the sensual movements were what made her feel so incredibly loved, it was reckless fucking she enjoyed most. She liked the wicked pleasure of being shared, the way they stirred the need inside her as if they were stamping her, branding her with a piece of themselves even if they were fully sheathed.
Perhaps after everything she’d been through, after everything she’d endured, the branding was what she needed most. She wanted to feel treasured and adored. That wasn’t too much to ask. Was it? Even if what she shared with Trouble’s men was over before it really started, at least she would know what being loved felt like, even if it was just for a little while. Then, when all this was over, when they found someone else to light that undeniable passion in their eyes, maybe she’d still feel this overwhelming sense of belonging.
