Breathless Temptation [Texas Stallions 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (15 page)

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Warren brought his tan Mercedes-Benz to a complete stop just outside the perimeter white stone fencing of Turtledove Ranch. As his luck would have it, just before he was released, he’d overheard the name of the property spoken by the deputy in a conversation with an older woman named Sophia. Thankfully, his stepfather’s money had paid for an expensive attorney who provided him a quick exit from the pathetic jail system and its incompetent sheriff.

Small-town folks really do have feeble minds.

His Armani-dressed lawyer had him released in a matter of minutes after arriving in Temptation. He’d warned Delilah not to mess with him, not to tempt him with what he would do if she defied him. Now, he would make good on his promise and show her and her two protectors exactly who they were dealing with.

Pulling a large hunting knife from under the front seat of his car, he flashed it around, staring at the shiny silver blade. His chest swelled joyfully as he envisioned what he would do to his precious Delilah once he got his hands on her. The fear he would discover in her heavy-lidded blue eyes as he taught her the lesson she clearly deserved had his cock jumping in his black slacks. Taking a firm hand to her was only one of the things he intended to do.

First, he would show her who her master and ruler truly was. Her incessant need to disregard his warnings would be ignored no more. The two men she traveled with wouldn’t be able to protect her once he placed them in the grave. He would ensure that neither man would be able to save her. Once he had killed them, they would no longer be a nuisance. The thought had him smirking broadly.

A sparkle of sinful desire emerged as his plan unfolded in the deep trenches of his mind. He would gut the men in front of her eyes and allow her to witness the destruction of others. Then he would remind her that it was her own doing that gave way to the end result.

Ultimately, he couldn’t wait to take his stubborn little vixen and fuck her within an inch of her life. Once she felt his cock pounding away at her slick cunt, she’d never forget what a man like him could do to a woman like her. He planned to own her, rule over her as he should’ve been doing long ago.

Now, there was no stopping him. Yielding to her was not an option. All he wanted was for her to do as he demanded. Was there anything truly wrong with that?

Warren opened the door to his car and closed it silently behind him. Slowly, he made his way toward the sound of Delilah’s voice. Stepping quietly, he listened intently to her giggles and the laughter of the men with her. Soon the only sound he would hear would be their screams as he sank the serrated blade into the soft guts of the men who dared to challenge him.

Glancing back over his shoulder, he made a note that the sun was now dancing above the horizon. Grinning, he wondered if Delilah and her protectors knew just how perfect it was that they had picked dusk to have their little rendezvous. With the shadows that night provided, they would never see him coming, and they would never escape him.

Finally, everything would be perfect, and he would no longer have to chase the one thing he’d always desired.

Clay gently took hold of the wine flute Delilah drank from and placed it to the side. Crawling onto his knees, he made his way to her, kneeling just in front of her. With a steady hand, his fingers gripped the nape of her neck, pulling her to him. His lips were quick to claim hers.

As he had expected, she responded to him with the same need and intensity he had seen looming in the depths of her gaze. She wanted him just as much as he wanted her. Feeling her lips against his, her fingers digging into the muscles of his arms, and soaking in the warmth of her passions confirmed his deepest wishes.

“I don’t mind watching, but I hope this isn’t all I get to do.” Hunter’s voice teased with sarcasm.

Delilah slowly pulled away and smiled warmly up at Clay, who was both annoyed and extremely aroused. His heart thundered wildly in his ears as his blood raced through his veins. He knew that things might get tricky where the three of them were concerned, but he also had to accept the fact that Delilah wanted both men in her life. Their situation might be different, but he was determined to make it work.

His eyes settled on hers. “Once I get her naked, you can join in,” Clay said with a low growl in his voice.

Delilah giggled. “Is that so?”

Nodding once, Clay reminded her, “You want us, both of us. If you didn’t, you never would’ve come out here. You long for a night like this. Two men you desire, pleasuring you in all ways.” He stroked the side of her face with the backs of his knuckles. “Don’t start playing hard to get, Delilah. I’m afraid that I wouldn’t be able to control myself if you suddenly denied me the pleasure of loving you.”

Her eyes rounded. “Loving me?”

“Yes, loving you.”

She placed her palms flat on his chest. “You mean fucking me?”

“No,” Clay said in a sharp tone. “I mean exactly what I said. I’m in love with you. I know it happened fast, but it happened, and I don’t care if I sound like a sap for telling you how I feel. I couldn’t let you leave Temptation without knowing how much you are wanted here. I’ve never been in love like this, and I’m damn sure I’ll be devastated if you left. So don’t.”

“Clay,” she breathed.

He cupped her face in his hands. “I know it’s a lot to ask, but please let Hunter and I have this night with you. Allow us to show you all the reasons you should stay with us in Temptation.” He took a deep breath. “Then if you are not satisfied you can leave, and we won’t stop you.”

“Speak for yourself. I might try to stop her,” Hunter teased with a grin, and Clay shot him an evil glare. “Okay, we won’t stop you even if inside we’re dying.” Hunter scooted on his knees to kneel beside them, and he took her hand in his. “It’s not just Clay who’s in love with you, Delilah. I’m just as crazy about you as the big guy.” He hooked his thumb in Clay’s direction. “I’ve known since the moment I kissed your lips and held you in my arms that you were the one for me. I thought I’d been in love before now, but after the emotions you’ve caused in me…I know everything else I’ve ever felt was just lust. What I have with you is real and intense…and a little scary.”

“Scary?” Delilah asked, sounding taken aback.

Nodding, Hunter explained, “Yes. I’ve never had someone possess my heart like you do. I don’t have a choice where you are concerned. I’m head over heels for you, babe, and that’s the honest truth.”

“Wow, did I sound that sappy?” Clay asked, smacking Hunter on the shoulder.

All three laughed and giggled. Delilah smiled wide, and he marveled at the sparkle of love he saw reflected in her eyes. He prayed that it wasn’t just because she appreciated the kind, heartfelt gesture of their affections but in turn felt the same way they did. For a long moment Clay waited in silence as Delilah gazed from him to Hunter and back again. The bones of his body felt so constricted, as if his flesh was pulling so tight that it might actually peel right off.

She licked her lips. “I can’t believe you both feel this way about me. I can’t believe that a car accident brought you both into my life. More importantly, I can’t believe that I’ve found two men to love me.” She reached out and caressed Clay and Hunter’s faces. “Gentlemen, you are not the only ones who’ve found love. It just so happens that I’m”—she winked at Hunter—“head over heels for you both as well.”

Hunter gave a “yee-haw” howl and asked, “So does that mean we get to have sex now?”

Clay scowled at him. “Seriously? We have a moment where we disclose our feelings, and that’s what you are concerned with?”

“Hell yes,” Hunter spat. “I’ve wanted to make love to her again since my foot found my mouth in the barn.”

Clay frowned. “Well, my foot’s about to find your ass if you don’t settle the hell down.”

Delilah folded her arms over her chest and stared from one to the other. “Is this how it’s going to be?”

Clay swallowed hard. He hoped he hadn’t upset her with his need to spar with Hunter. He might sound angry with the young cowboy, but he would never truly harm him. He cared about the kid. He simply wanted him to handle things with a little more finesse.

“I’ve never had two sexy men fight over me before, at least this kind of teasing fight. I kind of like it,” she shared with a grin. “Tell me, will we be able to play nice while we make love?”

Clay’s throat felt drier than ever. He needed a drink.

“I know I will,” Hunter chimed in, unbuttoning the top few buttons of his shirt.

Clay held her fiery gaze. “I’ll try my best,” he admitted honestly. “I’ve never shared a woman’s affections before, but I’m willing to give it a shot if it keeps us together.”

She nodded, her eyes revealing her understanding. “I couldn’t imagine sharing your affections with another woman, and I’ll never be able to, so I know how hard this must be.”

Clay’s heart squeezed in his chest and he told her, “Not having you in my life would be even harder to bear.”

“Then I suggest you make this night worth my while and get to pleasing me. I’d hate to waste the night in idle conversation when I could be feeling every inch of you sampling and loving my body instead.”

Hunter slapped him on the back. “Well, don’t just sit there, man, get to pleasuring our woman. Make her howl like the wolf.”

Clay cocked his head in Hunter’s direction, and for the first time he felt the pull of laughter bubble up from his throat. Clay smiled at the silly personality of his cowboy friend. Clay knew he would be the one to start the evening’s events. Shit, he wouldn’t have it any other way.

“If that’s what the lady wants,” Clay said, pulling his shirt up over his head in one fluid motion.

“Oh, yes, that is most definitely what the lady wants,” she told him, her eyes dancing impatiently over his body as he unbuckled his pants.

Clay loved the way her eyes twinkled with longing as she stared at him. Studying her breathless anticipation left him begging for more. Never had he seen a woman more desirable than Delilah. His cock rubbed against the front of his jeans uncomfortably, and the thought of being naked in front of another man was fleeting. He simply didn’t care. Not if it meant being buried deep inside Delilah’s warm body, feeling her lips on his skin, hearing her pants of pleasure, and enjoying her fingers kneading his arms, shoulders, and back.

With his pants opened wide at his hips, he crawled back in front of Delilah, wrapped his arm around her waist, and gently tugged her beneath him. Her dress rolled up her thighs, and his eyes drank in her newly exposed milky-white flesh. Licking his lips, he sank back onto his heels and sighed heavily.

“Is something wrong?” she asked, her face paling.

Clay shook his head. “No, Delilah, everything is perfect.”

Scooting down, he reached under her dress and slowly tugged the black, lacy undergarment from her hips and slid it down her lean legs. Tossing her panties to the side, he laid flat on his stomach, parting her legs and settling in to kiss and lick her pussy. The moment his mouth settled over her clit, she writhed underneath his hold, and he couldn’t help but feel the swell of his chest.

Probing deep inside her cunt with his tongue, he tasted her sweet honey. He licked and sucked at her pussy and clit like a man starved for it. She tasted divine, and he couldn’t help but want to feast on her flesh for hours.

Glancing up, he watched as Hunter unbuttoned her dress, exposing her supple breasts. As Clay sucked on her clit, Hunter continued to massage and torment her erect nipples, kneading her breasts and kissing her lips. He thought the sight of Hunter pleasuring her would piss him off, but it didn’t. Watching the rosy color fill Delilah’s face as her men pleasured her made everything worthwhile.

The flavor of her pussy flooded his mouth, and he quickly drank in her essence, sucking more aggressively as he listened to the increase in her breathing. He loved that he was able to satisfy her and that he could make her body soar with wild abandon. Within a few short moments she was coming, her fingers diving into his hair, holding his face to her wet pussy as she reached the heights of her climax.

Breathless, he sat back on his heels and licked his lips, savoring the last of her flavor from around his mouth. Staring at the dress bunched up around her waist, he felt it best to help her rid herself of the burdening material and pulled the material gently past her hips and legs.

He didn’t like that it blocked the view of her gorgeous body. He preferred she lay naked in front of him anyway. If he was about to strip down, she certainly was, too.

Rising, he quickly removed his boots and jeans and then once again knelt in front of her. Hunter returned to kissing her mouth, neck, and breasts, but he had other plans for his beautiful woman. Clay gripped her waist and effortlessly lifted her up and placed her on her hands and knees. Her face hovered in front of Hunter, her ass now perfectly placed in front of Clay’s hard cock.

At present, he didn’t care what she and Hunter did. He only knew that he had plans of sinking his cock inside her tight cunt, fucking her into her next release. Slowly, he inserted a finger inside her tight pussy and then another, preparing her body for his hard and ready cock. When she pressed back against his hand, he knew she was silently begging him to take her.