Ecstasy in Elk's Crossing (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (6 page)

“A beer for a reward?” Aaron asked, arching a brow.

Katie watched as the men fanned out, and for a moment she thought of them as a pride of lions, not yet ready to start the attack, but moving into position on the zebra, getting ready for the inevitable charge. Claws and teeth would sink into warm flesh…

“Sometimes you can be frightening,” she said in a whisper.

“We’d never hurt you.” Aaron’s tawny gaze moved up and down over her, and Katie shivered. “Quite the opposite, in fact. We’d keep you safe and give you more pleasure than you ever dreamed possible.”

She believed him with every fiber in her body.

In an effort to discharge the sexual electricity in the room, Katie cleared her throat, feigned a cavalier smile, and replied flippantly, “I’m sure all of that’s true. What’s less clear is whether or not I want to be the central figure in a gang bang.”

The men smiled at that, and though the tension did dissipate slightly, there was still a lusty intensity in the eyes of the men that told Katie they wanted to take possession of her in every manner and method imaginable.

“You’re trying to demean the act of making love.” Aaron looked at his brothers then back at Katie. When he put his hands on his hips, sliding his jacket back in the process, she was made aware of how lean his hips were, and how broad his shoulders. “Imagine this instead—four men, all fit and in their prime, each one more determined than the next to pleasure you, to excite you, and to make you feel alive beyond measure.” His heated gaze caressed her. “Sinfully alive. Wickedly alive. So alive the feelings should be criminal.”

I can’t listen to this, or I’ll be on my knees in front of all four of them!

The lurid thought hit Katie with a physical force that was so powerful she actually staggered back several steps. Like a lightning bolt shooting through her consciousness, she imagined herself fully clothed and on her knees. She could see the McGowans, all four of them, dressed in their finest cowboy garb, their jeans unzipped, their cocks pale and hard, glistening with her saliva. She could see herself sucking, stroking, and moving from one to the next, pushing all four closer to climax, to the point where they…

Katie shook her head to force away the taboo images that taunted her consciousness. She combed her fingers through her hair and took in a deep breath to fight off the visuals that bombarded her.

“Stop saying things like that.” Katie’s throat was so tight she had to force the words out. With greater emphasis, she added, “It’s impossible for one woman to be in love with four men. Utterly and completely impossible.” She started to walk through the men, past Aaron, to get to the bar. “Come on, it seems like we could all use a drink.”

Aaron caught her arm, spinning her sharply. In an instant he had her elbows back, imprisoned with his single arm as he had previously. Her breasts were thrust forward as her spine arched. The top button of her blouse strained to remain fastened.

“All I need,” Aaron declared, “is you.”

It was a commanding kiss that he delivered to Katie, right from the very beginning. Though not a small woman, Katie felt delicate, almost fragile against Aaron’s extraordinary size and strength. Most of all, she felt his determination.

Katie felt the lips of her pussy become creamy with desire the instant Aaron touched her. When his tongue pushed between her lips, she sighed and opened her mouth wider. The kiss continued, and Katie melted inside. Unlike the first time that Aaron had physically held her in bondage, his brothers didn’t remain a safe distance away until summoned. Though her eyes were closed, Katie could sense men surrounding her. The heat of their bodies and the lusty hunger they felt for her was so thick in the air she could inhale it.

Aaron finally ended the kiss. Katie was looking into his eyes when, a moment later, Blair put his neckerchief in place to blindfold her.

She heard Aaron whisper, “Say ‘pumpkins’ and this ends instantly.” But before she had a chance to talk, he was kissing her fiercely once again, cupping her chin in his palm to keep her at the angle he desired.

They didn’t come at her individually, as they had the first night. Nor did they pleasure her in pairs. The McGowan men set upon her simultaneously, an awareness that aroused Katie even more than it frightened her.

Katie felt strong fingers, made clumsy with haste and lust, struggle with the buttons of her blouse. Large hands squeezed her breasts through her blouse and bra. Her skirt, knee-length and quite modest by contemporary standards, was pushed up her thighs.

“Damn it!” one of the men growled. She couldn’t tell which of the brothers it was.

A moment later, Katie gasped as her blouse was ripped open, though she did not end her kiss with Aaron. She heard the buttons bounce on the saloon’s tile floor. There was an audible intake of breath from several men. Seconds later, the cups of her bra were tugged beneath the mounds of her breasts. She was still kissing Aaron when hot, wet mouths captured both nipples.

She had never before experienced such a rush of pleasure from so many different places on her body. She had never allowed so many men access to her most intimate places. While her back was pressed against Aaron’s chest and his tongue danced with hers, another McGowan was kissing her taut throat, nipping her flesh lightly with his teeth, sending tingles through Katie that seemed to go straight to her clit.

Two hands pushed up the outsides of her thighs, over her stockings but beneath her skirt. An instant later, skilled, callused fingers curled into the waistband of her panties, and the garment was tugged down to her ankles. Strong hands gripped her legs, lifting her feet one at a time off the floor until her panties were removed altogether.

The McGowan on his knees wasted no time with dalliances. He sucked her clit between his lips and flicked his tongue against it. Katie shivered as frantic little whimpers came from deep within her while she continued to kiss Aaron lustily.

The climax hit her like a sledgehammer. There was nothing gentle about it. She was being tantalized in too many different ways and from too many different mouths for the orgasm to be anything but wrenching.

Katie forced her chin free from Aaron’s grasp, ending the deep kiss, and gasped, “Oh, fuck!”

Her hips shook as though of their own volition, jerking forward and backward as the pulsing waves of ecstasy went through her. The McGowan on his knees rode with her through the climax, his hands tight on the cheeks of her ass, his mouth pressed to her cunt.

“Wait! Wait!” Katie gasped when the last of the contractions had finally subsided.

She felt Aaron become very tense. His lips were close enough to her ear when he whispered the single word, that she felt the warmth of his breath. “Pumpkins?” he asked.

Pumpkins! Pumpkins! Pumpkins!
Katie’s better judgment screamed.

But she remained silent. She would have fallen to her knees if Aaron hadn’t kept such a tight hold on her.

* * * *

Aaron looked at Katie, trying to read her mind, to guess her real emotions and desires. He’d made it abundantly clear what her safe word was, and that he would honor it. She seemed unwilling to stop the coerced seduction and unwilling or unable to admit that she wanted to participate.

He looked over Katie’s shoulder, down at his brother, Garrett. The young man had remained on his knees after being a key component in Katie’s last climax. For several seconds, Aaron’s gaze went back and forth from his brother to Katie.

Finally, Aaron gave his brother a nod, and Garrett breathed a deep sigh of relief as he rose to his feet. His jeans had already been opened and pushed down to the tops of his thighs, and his cock was sticking out, long and hard.

Garrett held Katie’s skirt up above her waist. With a well-polished boot, he forced her feet to spread wide apart. He had to bend his knees to get at the proper angle for entry.

Aaron’s heart hammered in his chest. He’d never participated in anything like this before. Looking over Katie’s shoulders, he watched as a hard, thick cock forced Katie’s pussy lips apart. Garrett invaded slowly but forcefully, and the sharp cry that Katie emitted held surprise in the tone, not pain or turmoil.

A low groan of pleasure came from Garrett as he withdrew then plunged full-length into Katie on the second thrust. The young man impaled Katie with such force that Aaron was knocked a half step backward. Aaron immediately turned behind her, spreading his feet apart to brace himself for the next onslaught.

Aaron was shocked at how erotic it was to watch a solid cock sliding back and forth between the lips of Katie’s cunt. He desperately wanted to be the one thrusting hard and fast into the temple of her femininity. He wanted to feel her heat and wetness surrounding his cock as he plundered her again and again until he felt her come, and only then would he allow himself the ecstasy of releasing his cum inside her.

The fact that he was envious of Garrett, but not jealous of him, was a stunning revelation to Aaron. He’d never before been a man willing to share a woman with any other man. But now, quite mysteriously, it seemed the most rational thing in the world to share Katie with all three of his brothers. Sharing Katie among the brothers, Aaron believed, was more than just rational
—
it was
natural
.

A moment later, Aaron’s view of the plunging cock came to an end when two of his brothers, Flynn and Blair, resumed sucking on Katie’s pebbled nipples.

“Oh…” Katie sighed. “I’ve got a man inside me, and I don’t know who it is.” Aaron kissed her, but Katie turned her face sharply to break the kiss. She seemed calm, her words strangely casual despite their content. “I don’t know who’s fucking me…and I’m going to come again.”

There were equal measures of mystification, helplessness, and ecstasy in Katie’s tone when she announced her impending climax. A single thrust later, Aaron had to hold tightly onto her as her voluptuous body thrashed and shivered through a climax. As she trembled and moaned, Garrett buried himself inside her and groaned, and Aaron knew that his brother had released his lust.

* * * *

A man just came inside me, and I don’t know who he is. That wouldn’t excite a good woman, but it excites me. These McGowan men have turned me into a demon.

But almost the instant the thought entered her consciousness, another thought came to mind, one more rational and infinitely less self-critical.

No, I’m not a demon. I’m a lover…but only for the McGowan men! All of them want me, and I want all of them.

She felt the long, slick slide of the cock as it retreated completely. When she no longer had the solid flesh inside her, she experienced a strange sense of postcoital emptiness that was new to her.

“Pumpkins?” The whispered word came from Aaron as he continued to hold her elbows back.

Stop asking me that.

She heard the sound of cowboy boots against the tile floor then felt a strong hand slide around her left knee to lift it so that she was balanced on one foot while Aaron held her.

“Oh, God,” Katie said quietly. “I’m going to get fucked again.”

“True enough, my love,” Aaron stated.

She hadn’t made the slightest effort to make it sound as though having another McGowan cock plundering her pussy was anything but a good thing. And a moment later, when another long, thick erection was thrust between the lips of her cunt, Katie didn’t bother to disguise the pleasure she experienced as she issued the warbling sigh of desire.

There were four McGowan men. Katie had already fucked one of them until he climaxed, and now she had a second one inside her. Did all four of them intend to make love to her in one night?

A shiver of fear went through Katie. On a purely physical level, she wasn’t certain she could withstand that much masculine attention, even if it was as stimulating as anything she could imagine. And what would happen if she could only make love to some of the McGowans, but not all of them? Undoubtedly, there would be resentment among the men, first between each other, but then directed toward her.

She heard a low groan and felt the man inside her slide just a little deeper into her, pressing his naked pelvis more firmly against her own. The pressure against her clitoris increased erotically, and the troublesome thoughts that had disturbed Katie’s ecstasy simply vanished as another climax began picking up momentum.

Katie’s thoughts and consciousness began to drift, becoming ethereal and otherworldly. She heard the slap of flesh to flesh, and it seemed to come from quite a distance away, though she knew it was the sound of her lover’s pelvis slapping against her own. Which McGowan it was churning his hips so energetically between her thighs, she couldn’t say. But it was one of them, and under the circumstances, that was all that really mattered. She heard moans from the two men who were sucking lustily on her nipples, tantalizing the sensitive buds. Less distinctly, she could hear men masturbating. They would want her, too. They were in line to take their pleasure from her and give it in return.

But when would Aaron at last claim his due as leader of the clan? Without his commanding presence, Katie was certain she never would have allowed herself the luxury of behaving so wantonly. He made her feel safe. All she had to do was say a single word, and everything would end.

All the mystery. All the passion. All the confusion and doubt. All the tingling excitement. It would all come to an end.

I’ll never say pumpkins. Never.

She heard the rumbling, masculine growl. Her McGowan lover went motionless, his cock deep inside her, his semen mingling with cum from her previous lover.

Beneath her palms, Katie felt Aaron’s fierce erection, still captured within the confines of his jeans. Would it break the spell to say that she wanted him next? She
did
want him, but she didn’t want to ask for him. She loved these fierce encounters with the McGowans. She just couldn’t admit
aloud
that she loved them. That she had no choice as to which McGowan she pleasured added to the mystery, the allure.