Forrest, Dawn - Sweet Water Wedding: Sharing Shannon (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (38 page)

“C’mon, my room is upstairs and I expect that he’s using the ensuite shower.”

Luke led the way up the stairs giving her ample opportunity to ogle his ass.
There really must be something in the water
, she speculated, because ever since she’d arrived in Texas she’d been as hot and horny as two rabbits in a wool sock. His jeans clutched his ass and thighs with just enough slack to allow the material to move slightly in a very tantalizing manner. It was too sad—she was jealous of a piece of denim.

 
He headed across a landing to the door opposite. He opened it and stepped back to allow her to enter first.

“Wow, you guys do everything big, don’t you?” She whistled as she stood just inside the doorway.

“It’s a good sized room,” he said casually although it was obvious that she was referring to the huge wooden platform bed.

She turned to him and cocked her head to one side. “If I go missing while I’m here you should search this bed first. You may need a posse and a tracker dog.”

“No dog and just a posse of two ought to do it.” He chuckled.

Shannon felt her chest constrict at the thought of what was likely to happen in that very bed tonight. She had the sudden urge to rub her thighs together and squirm.

James’s clothes were folded over a chair and his overnight bag was on the floor. Luke dropped hers beside it. They could hear the shower running from the ensuite bathroom and deep voice softly singing some tune that she didn’t know. Wait—she did recognize it.

“Is that John Denver’s ‘Annie’s Song?” She put her hand over her mouth to try to stifle the laughter.

Luke grinned broadly. “Yep. It sounds as if you’ve inspired him, darlin’. He started to laugh with her.

Shannon looked at Luke, grinned, and jerked her head in the direction of the very pleasant voice. He nodded. Within seconds they were shedding clothes and trying to stop chuckling like mischievous kids. As she headed to the bathroom Luke gently pulled her back and held her against him with his arms crossed in front of her and hands resting on each breast. It was a lovely intimate gesture to be naked with her skin touching and yielding against his.

“I love that you’re here, in my home.” His lips gently nibbled her ear. “I can’t wait to have you in my bed, in the shower, on the dining table, and anywhere else we can think of.”

Shannon sighed. There was a hint of possessiveness in those words. That and his deep, sliding southern tones sent signals to her sex. Glands pumped out the hormones that surged into her system, readying her for their attention. She pushed her butt back against his thighs and felt his warm, hard cock brush with a satin soft caress against her back.

“Let’s go give James a nice surprise,” he whispered against her neck as his hands gently kneaded her soft, sensitive globes.

He gave her a little nudge forward with a flex of his hips, and loosened his hold to allow her to move. She turned slightly and reached back behind to the object of her desire. She gently towed him behind her by his cock. What was that saying? “Take them by the balls and their hearts and minds will follow?” How very apt.

Shannon poked her head around the shower wall and saw that James’s back was facing her and that he wasn’t yet aware of their presence. The steamy air was warm and lush. His scent coalesced into a tangible thing, riding on the vapor that she breathed in through her nose and mouth. He turned around with his eyes closed tight as he washed his hair. God he had a fantastic body, even with his cock hanging down. She hadn’t ever properly seen it in a relaxed state before.

“Oh come let me love yooou, let me give my life to yooou,” he sang, and she couldn’t help the giggle that escaped her lips.

Suddenly he stopped and she snapped her eyes away from his body to see that his eyes were now wide open and looking at her. A slow smile spread across his face. It was one of the things that she loved about him—when he smiled at her he always looked like he meant it.

“Hey, honey. Wanna help me wash my back?”

Did she ever—back, balls, and all his body. She noticed that his cock twitched like a snoozing dog suddenly awakened by a strange noise. She swore that it was looking at her with its single eye as the foreskin retracted. Within seconds it was standing to full attention. Trying not to laugh and point—he might take it the wrong way—she stepped closer into his open arms and tender embrace.

“Pass me the soap. Is your scratch sore?”

“Bullet wound, sweetheart,
bullet
wound, get it right. I’ll live.” He exaggerated with a mischievous smile

“He’ll be milking it for all it’s worth, just you see,” Luke grouched.

She lathered up her hands and then reached back to clasp one hand around Luke’s cock again and the other around James’s.

“Speaking of milking, I just knew there had to be a reason that I’m ambidextrous.”

“Seriously?” James asked. He looked like a kid suddenly being presented with an unexpected, longed-for gift.

She didn’t reply because actions were better than words. Gripping them both at the base of their shafts she applied a long upward stroke ending with a twist when she reached each coronal ridge. Both men hissed and groaned as she squeezed around the sensitive glans. She saw James cast a look of pleasure over her shoulder, sharing the experience with Luke.

The warm water from the large showerhead beat down on her shoulders as she pumped their cocks in a steady rhythm. James leaned down to kiss her mouth and palmed her breasts while Luke graced her shoulders and neck with butterfly light kisses as he stroked his finger tips up and down the back of her thighs and buttocks. She was losing and finding herself with them. Her mind shut down to everything but the way they made her feel and her body let them lead the way.

“Oh, lads, I know you want to wine and dine me, but please just sixty-nine me.” She half chuckled half pleaded. “I promise I’ll respect you later.”

Luke’s soapy hands glided over her ass, parted her buttocks, and gently rubbed around her puckered, little rosette. The shower water streamed down her back and in between her legs.

“We’ll sixty-eight you, Shannon. We’ll do you and you can owe us one.”

Her responding chuckle was cut short when he gently pushed her thighs wider with his knee.

“James, have yourself a pussy appetizer while I kiss this beautiful little rose better after the ravishing you gave it.”

Shannon stiffened and stopped mid cock stroke.

“Don’t worry, darlin’, I just want to show you how good I can make you feel with a bit of ass play.”

“Er, I’m not sure—oooo.”

Luke had swiftly pulled his dick out of her hand, squatted down behind her, and thrust his face between her cheeks. She felt his lips brush against the secret, sensitive skin, and it sent a slow wave of pleasure across her body. She subconsciously arched her spine and widened her stance like a filly preparing to be mounted. At that moment James dropped down in front of her and plundered her pussy with a long lapping lick, thrusting his tongue into the entrance of her channel. She gripped his shoulders for balance but realized that she couldn’t completely collapse because the two of them supported her from the hips down.

“Mmmm, you’re very wet, honey, and it ain’t the water,” James mumbled as he lapped away like a starving cat at a bowl of cream.

She heard a responding rumble from Luke and felt his tongue circle lightly and tickle all around the tight ring of muscle. He was like a new world explorer sampling her undiscovered territory. He proceeded gently and almost cautiously, and it was exquisite. James alternated between swirling his tongue around her clit and sucking lightly on it.
Oh my, two heads really are better than one.

When both of their fingers reached and probed into her pussy she gasped and sucked in a gulp of air as her chest began to convulse. Working in tandem, one of them found her sweet spot and the other pumped in and out. She didn’t know or care who did what. Her orgasm gathered and burned through her body like primer chord to dynamite. She exploded with a primal howl that echoed off the tiled surfaces, and shook her like a force ten quake. She slumped and would have slid down onto the floor if not for James and Luke.

“Hot damn, I love it when you come, darlin’.” James said, wiping his face on his arm and standing up to hold her.

Luke stayed squatting, resting his cheek on her buttocks and hugging her around her thighs. She got her breath under control and rallied enough coherent thought to recognize that she wanted Luke to finish what he’d started.

“Luke, will you take my ass from behind while I blow James?”

There was silence for a few seconds. Luke stood up behind her.

“You don’t have to do that yet. We don’t want to pressure you.” Despite his words she heard longing in his tone.

“I know, but I want to. You’ve made me all hot and bothered for some double barreled pump action.”

She heard his breath hitch. He liked it when she talked graphically.

“Bend over and hold onto James thighs. You’re flexible, so it shouldn’t be a problem, but let us know if you need to move. It’ll be more comfortable than kneeling a hard shower floor. James, you can help support her. Do you want me to wear a condom?” He asked gently, stroking her back as she leaned over toward James and his massive erection.

“No.”

He leaned over and switched the water off.

“I’m gonna quickly dip into your pussy and lube up.”

He slid his warm thick flesh into her, flexed his hips twice, and withdrew. She felt the warmth of his cock much more without a latex barrier and cursed that she wasn’t already on the pill.

“God, I want to ride your pussy bareback.” Obviously he was thinking along the same lines.

She felt his fingers slide along her slit, collecting her cream and then lathering her rear entrance with it.

“Spread your legs a bit wider, and hold onto James.”

She felt the head of his cock pressing against her puckered entrance.

“Relax and move back against me.” His voice sounded strained.

She did as instructed and felt his smooth, slippery, hard cock forge gently forward and slip inside. The tight ring of muscle stretched uncomfortably over his flared cockhead for a moment and then eased around the rest of his slightly narrower girth.

“Jesus, I’m in. It feels so hot and she’s gripping me like a vise.”

She could also feel the heat of his naked flesh stuffed inside her.

“I’m not gonna last long if I move much. Shannon, honey, you’d better get your mouth around James’s cock if you want us to come together.”

She barely had to move, James had his cock already pressed up against her lips. She partially opened her mouth and made a tight
O
for him to push through. When he did she sucked in her cheeks and pulled on his cock causing him to curse and wrap her hair around his hand.

“Fuck, she could suck a golf ball through twenty yards of garden hose. Honey, that’s so good,” he groaned. “Yeah, suck me hard while Luke rides that ass. Do you like bein’ filled with cock at both ends?”

“Yeaammmmmahsss.” She found that wasn’t easy to talk with a mouth full.

“I think that was a yes, bro,” Luke said through gritted teeth.

He picked up his pace to match James. Like a rocking horse she swayed back and forth between them. Luke held her hip with one hand while he wrapped the other under her waist and found her clit with his fingers. He pinched, rubbed and gently pulled on her swollen bud and she felt the tremors gathering for the mother of all quakes.

She had one hand clasped on James’s forearm for support; with the other she held him around the waist and grabbed his ass. He used the hand in her hair to gently hold her head steady as he fucked her mouth. Their control over her body thrilled her. All too soon she felt the rush of heat and warning tingles as a climax rush up and overtook her. She came with her pussy spasming, her whole core muscles clenching and her mouth humming around James’s cock.