Alexander, Kortny - Surrendering to Summer [Whispering Mountain 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (17 page)

“Ahhh!” Summer cried out as Denver remained still after filling her completely. “Move your ass, cowboy!” She wanted it slow and gentle with Denver, but that just never seemed to happen. She wanted him barreling inside of her. She had to feel every inch of his thick cock exploring her body as fast as possible. At that moment, she couldn’t handle slow and easy with him.

Denver smirked at her command. “Yes, ma’am.” That was all it took for Denver to get his ass in gear. He loved how Summer could be sexy and wanton and playful all at the same time. He wanted sex with her to be fun as well as fulfilling and they had yet to run out of those elements.

Denver wrapped an arm around her waist and lifted her off the bed as he began moving at a fierce pace. This was the animalistc side of Denver she had quickly grown to love. He was rough and wild. Sex with him could be damn near brutal and yet she never felt safer. She held on tight to his wide shoulders. With every deep, pain-stakingly deep, thrust he gave, she pushed back against him with the delicious adrenaline rush that had taken over.

“Fuck, Summer. I’m coming already.”

Summer watched Denver’s eyes darken as his pace increased again. Her arms were out to her sides gripping both Dalton and Dillon’s hands. “You’d better move it, cowboy. I’m going to beat you to…the…finish…Ahh, God! Finish line!” Summer lost her grip on Dillon and Dalton and gripped the sheets instead.

Denver kept his erratic pace as he fell forward, catching himself on his forearms that were planted on either side of her face. “Is t–that all you got, wildfire?” His voice was only a whisper as he came inside of her.

She grinned as he tried to refrain from laughing when she wrapped her legs around him and came one last time. Summer dug her fingers into his hair and bit his lip. As they finally came to a stop, she was surprised when Denver whispered his love for her against her ear.

“I love you more than you will ever know. Never forget that.” He caressed the side of her face as he stared at her.

“Denver.” She was not going to cry. Or so she told herself. “You’re mine. Always. I love you.”

Chapter 21

When Denver finally peeled them apart, she felt the hot compress of a washcloth being pressed to her overworked folds. “Oh my gosh, that feels great.” She looked up and noticed that it was Dalton who had pressed the hot cloth against her. “Dalton?”

He rolled her onto her side, her back pressed against his chest, compress still in place. “Yes, wildfire?”

“I want all three of you inside of me at the same time.” She had been waiting and hoping that would happen this morning, but none of the men made a move in that direction. The closest she had gotten was Denver’s cock in her mouth as Dillon fucked her. She wanted them all. She needed that connection.

But the round of hushed curses in the room made her aware that she had caught all three men off guard.

She lay pressed against Dalton as Denver and Dillon both came to sit on the bed in front of her. But they didn’t speak. They were actually looking over her shoulder at Dalton.

“Baby, that’s something that we have to prepare you for. It will happen soon but not today. We have to buy you a few things first,” Dalton responded as he massaged the length of her body as she continued to lie on her side.

Summer nodded her understanding. She removed the cloth from between her legs and gave it to Dillon, who tossed it to the floor. She reached between her body until she touched Dalton’s and found exactly what she was searching for. His quick intake of breath only encouraged her.

“I want you inside of me, please.” She stroked Dalton slowly from behind. She couldn’t end this moment and not have had Dalton as well. She wasn’t taking no for an answer.

“Summer, are you sure?” Dalton asked. He didn’t make a move. He remained motionless.

“Yes, Dalton, I’m sure.” She let go of his dick and lifted her leg slightly. Dalton caught the hint and grabbed her leg.

He slid his dick between her legs until it rested up against her tender folds. Summer arched her body just enough that she now had the head of Dalton’s cock slipping between her folds and embracing the heat from within her.

“Damn, you feel so good. So soft and sweet.” Dalton bit her shoulder as he wrapped his arm around her waist. He knew one of his brothers was helping him because Summer’s leg was still raised. Dalton moved his hips slow at first. Enjoying the way her sheath gripped his cock with every thrust.

Once Summer pressed her head further onto his shoulders, he found his rhythm. One hand moved down to her sweet sensitive pearl below and gently circled and teased it. The other hand found its way to her breasts. He was able to hold her in place as he moved faster. She was pushing her bottom against him as he rocked forward. The sensations sent a trail of fire up and down his spine. He felt her first orgasm hit them both. He needed another one from her.

What started off as slow and sensual turned into a hungry fire he could no longer control. Dalton growled in her ear, “I’m going to roll you on your stomach.”

“Okay.” That was all she could muster. She was breathless and riding the wave Dalton had sent her way.

As Dalton rolled, still fully seated inside of her, his brother dropped her leg and moved away, giving Dalton the space he needed. He was going to come fast. He lay on top of her, hugging her body tight. Dalton knew he was too heavy, so he lifted slightly, bringing her hips with him. In moments, they were coming together. Summer was writhing underneath him, pulling him deeper.

He rolled them back onto their sides as he kept her flush against him. Their bodies were drenched in sweat. He felt her tremble as a chill went through her body. One of his brothers covered them both. He could hear someone running a bath.

Dalton brushed her hair back and spoke against her ear. “I can’t promise that I will never do something stupid, but I will try. I will never hurt you again, Summer. You own my heart, baby. I love you.” He kissed her neck as she once again snuggled closer to him.

Summer grinned. All three men had expressed their love for her, and it was all she could do to keep from crying. She hadn’t expected the declarations of love from any of them, but she would proudly accept them. She watched as Dillon sat on the edge of the bed and caressed her thigh through the sheets, which meant Denver was running the bath.

“I love you, Dalton. You were worth the fight. All three of you are worth it. You’re all mine. And I proudly acknowledge that I belong to all three of you.” She was getting tired. The workout she’d just had was wearing on her. Her body was beginning to ache and she could barely keep her eyes open. A thought occurred to her at that exact moment and she burst out laughing.

“What’s funny?” Dalton asked as he moved to pick her up.

Summer curled in his arms like a lazy cat. “I was laughing because it seems that every time I’ve had sex with any of you, I get really sleepy.” She heard laughter erupt from all three men as she closed her eyes. Summer knew she would be taken care of, so falling asleep in Dalton’s arms wasn’t an issue. She faintly heard the muffled agreements as she felt the warm water covering her body.

Chapter 22

Day 6

It was no surprise to Summer when she woke up alone. She’d wakened the men very early and had sex with all three of them, but she knew they had work to do on the ranch. She had not expected them to continue missing work to be with her nor did she mind the time alone. The house was huge and peaceful. She could explore the home and make a few calls to check on things at the office.

Stretching as she kicked the covers off of her, Summer grinned when she saw a large sheet of yellow paper stuck to the lamp shade. It was a short note from Dalton letting her know that they would be gone most of the day and she was to relax and enjoy her day. She lay in the bed for a little while longer until she heard dishes clanging in the kitchen.

Moving as fast as possible, Summer threw on a T-shirt and sweatpants and left the bedroom. She came to a quick halt when she spotted an older woman straightening up the kitchen. She smiled and
tsked
when she locked eyes with her men’s mother.

“Ms. Constance, I cannot believe you’re still coming over and cleaning up their house.” Summer knew their mother still tried to take care of all of her children regardless of their age.

Constance placed the coffee cups on the counter and walked over to Summer, taking her by the hand and leading her to a bar stool. “Sit down, sweetheart and I will cook you a little breakfast.”

Summer rotated around and gently placed Constance near the barstool instead. “I won’t allow you to do that, Ms. Constance. You sit and chat with me while I cook us both something to eat.” When Summer noticed Constance about to put up a fight, she cut in as she walked towards the refrigerator. “I’m not taking no for answer. Let me take care of you.”

Constance took her seat proudly. “I will sit here and let you cook on one condition.”

Summer turned around and grinned as she placed her hands on her hips. Constance Durden was feisty. “Yes, ma’am. What’s the condition?”

“You call me Connie or Mom.” Constance shook her head. “I’m sure you were warned that I could be pushy.”

Summer felt her cheeks burn from the embarrassment. Being called pushy was putting it mildly.

Constance laughed. “By the look on your face I know my sons were more creative with their descriptions of me. I’m just thankful you walked into their life, Summer.

“So am I.” As Summer moved about the kitchen, gathering ingredients for a western omelet, she enjoyed Connie’s company. The woman joked and teased about all of her children. Summer could see the resemblance they all shared with their mother. Except Connie had green eyes.

“So how did you like meeting Agnes?”

Summer placed a plate in front of Connie along with a glass of apple juice. Turning to retrieve her own plate, she finally answered. “I really like Agnes. She’d already had my office decorated, which was impressive.”

The women sat next to each other and talked. They talked even as Summer took control and cleaned the kitchen. Summer was not about to sit on her rear and watch her men’s mother clean up after her. Connie was a woman you took care of, and that’s just what Summer did.

“Do you love my boys, Summer?”

Whenever she thought of any of her men, her heart fluttered. Summer propped a hip against the counter and stared out at the panoramic view of the mountains. Somewhere out there her men were hard at work. Her eyes floated around the kitchen until they made contact with Connie’s gaze.
Wow, she knows,
Summer thought. She should have known nothing would get by Connie. She may have had three husbands of her own to wrangle, but she kept up with her children and apparently the women and men in their lives.

“Yes, ma’am, I love Dalton, Denver, and Dillon.”

Connie stood and walked over to Summer. She hugged Summer and gave her a pat on the cheek. “I figured as much. You’re perfect for them. I think you and your sisters are beautiful and smart. Your parents definitely raised four wonderful women.” She hugged Summer. “Now walk me out back to the golf cart. I better get home before my men get their briefs in a knot because they can’t find me.”

Summer stood on the patio watching Connie drive away in the golf cart. She knew that the walk from her own home to her sons’ would not have been possible. Her husbands had bought her the cart so she could pitter around the grounds without any problems.

The ringing of the telephone grabbed Summer’s attention. She moved quickly because she knew it wouldn’t be long before it went to voicemail. It could have been one of her men looking for her since her cell phone was turned off and charging.

“Hello?”

“Good morning, Summer, this is Agnes. I apologize for calling while you are still on vacation, but Remy and Kane have an interested party, and they’ve made it clear they will only do business if you are part of the team. Remy and Kane need you to come into the office as quickly as possible. There’s going to be a conference call the minute you arrive.”

“Wow, Agnes that was a mouthful,” Summer teased. “That won’t be a problem for me. I will go get ready and be there within the hour.” Summer headed for the bedroom, taking the cordless phone with her.

“I will let Remy and Kane know. See you soon.”

Summer was familiar with requests like these, but unfortunately, she was not allowed the complete creative freedom Remy and Kane had agreed to give her. When she decided to accept Remy and Kane’s offer, she never would have guessed her pay increase would triple along with her growth potential.