Freed (3 page)

Aurelia concentrated on her riding, enjoying the speed and the testing of every one of her skills.
I bet Evelyn would ace this after all her time riding motorcycles. Hey, maybe I could get a motorcycle license. Help her in her job.

Putting that idea away to think about later, Aurelia added more speed to her cycling, understanding she must be getting close to whatever made Mas yell. If the noise had been him indeed, and not just her imagination.

The bend in the trail was a tricky one, right, left, right so quickly in succession it was very hard to ride through the curves, but she was still firmly in the saddle when she saw the huge rock in the center of the trail. Instinctively, she pulled to the right, lifting her left leg out of the stirrups, to avoid scraping it on the rock as she raced past, gaining speed on another downhill slope as she frantically pushed her foot back into the stirrups again.

Not long after that, the track leveled out into a big sandy area, and she realized she’d reached the end of the slalom without falling off her bike. Niall was half sitting, half leaning on a rock, his bicycle at his feet, his hands on his hips, laughing at Mas.

Mas’s golden hair was black with mud, his face streaked with mud and water, and it was impossible to guess what color his shirt had once been. He was blackish-brown with a layer of mud all the way down to his boots.

Aurelia’s face split into a grin as she brought her mountain bike to a standstill. “Where was that puddle? I didn’t see any evidence you’d landed in one on the way down.”

“The rock,” Niall said with a laugh.

“Rock?”

“Yeah. I saw what happened to him just in time to avoid doing the same thing.”

Aurelia stared at Mas. “The rock on the trail? But there was no puddle there.”

“If you hit the rock, it flipped your bike into a huge puddle. Betcha they put it there deliberately to catch people just like me. At least it saved me being hurt. Would have been too bad if I’d buckled the wheel of the bike, though.”

“You’d have forfeited your deposit. So again, no skin of their nose,” Niall said quickly.

“Exactly.”

“Let’s do it again. Now I know the traps, it should be even more fun,” said Mas.

“Hell, yes!” Niall agreed, picking up his bike.

“No thanks. It was fun, but I’ve used way too many muscles I didn’t even know I had. You two go and play. I’ll wait here for you.”

“Are you sure? You’re not hurt or anything?”

She smiled at Mas. “I’m fine, really. You go and do macho men stuff. It’ll be nice just to sit here in the sun and wait for you.”

“Okay, if you’re sure.

Mas and Niall grabbed their bikes and headed around to the start of the trail again. It was about half an hour before Aurelia heard them coming, screaming with laughter. She wondered which of them had fallen off this time, but when they arrived in front of her, apparently they’d just been enjoying the ride, testing their personal limits. Glad neither of them was hurt, she said, “So, do we get lunch now?”

“Hell, yes. I’m starved. Let’s go find a nice patch of grass to sit on first though.”

* * * *

They ended up climbing the hill again, right to the top, then walking along the ridge for about half a mile until they came to a depression between two knolls. It was filled with grass and some wildflowers, providing a very pretty, secluded bowl of land, with just enough room for three people to leave their bikes and settle onto the lush, green pasture.

Niall had packed a damp cloth for them to wipe their hands on, but insisted Mas use it last, as he was by far the dirtiest of them all.

“So I get to catch food poisoning, huh?” grumbled Mas.

“Just wipe one hand then, and only use that hand to touch the food,” advised Aurelia.

“Smart chick.” Mas nodded.

Niall nodded to himself. She was a smart chick, and a brave one, too, as well as so damn beautiful she made his cock ache every time he looked at her. He unloaded their picnic from his backpack—baguettes filled with baked ham and sliced tomatoes, thick slices of sweet, juicy watermelon, and a large honey-oatmeal cookie each.

“What, no beer?” asked Mas.

“You managed to fall off your bike when you were sober. Do you really think you could get safely down the hill again after a beer or two?” asked Aurelia.

Niall laughed. “She has a point there!”

“So cruel.”

“So accurate, more like.”

Niall leaned back on the grass, feeling happier than he could recall being in what seemed like forever. He loved Aurelia with a deep passion that astounded him. He wasn’t sure how it had happened so fast, but he simply couldn’t imagine not having her in his life from now on. That meant accepting Mas, as well, and for some reason, he was okay with that, too.

Mas was a good man, one he’d trust to mind his back, no question about that. But also one he found himself being attracted to. Niall would never have called himself gay, or even bisexual, but sharing Aurelia with Mas felt right, and if it meant touching the other man’s cock, holding him as they fucked her together, that was fine by him.

Niall watched Aurelia finish drinking her water. Her head was tilted right back, her hair in a long braid hung almost to the grass, and he wanted to run his hands through those silky strands, to pull it out of its neat braid, and to dig his fingers into her scalp in the way that always made her shiver with pleasure.

Thank God he’d added a couple of condoms to their picnic supplies. They were alone here in a perfect little area for some hot sex. As long as Aurelia agreed, of course. He was damn sure Mas would be up for sex. Mas was always ready for a fuck.

Instead of asking, Niall decided to be more subtle. He pulled his boots and socks off, then lifted his T-shirt over his head, flexing his chest in the sunlight.

The tiny tattoo he’d gotten for his eighteenth birthday wiggled and danced as he moved. Eighteen, that seemed a lifetime ago now, but it was when he’d joined the Marines, and he’d seen getting the tattoo as the outward symbol of his new life.

The little samurai sword was inked just underneath his right nipple, and from time to time, he’d considered getting a nipple piercing to match it. Maybe the three of them could get matching piercings if they decided to commit. It was much too soon to even consider such a thing, but he knew he could never let Aurelia go and was prepared to have Mas as part of the deal. He wanted to have Mas as well. Niall stopped, almost breathless. Yes, he did want Mas. Having Aurelia wouldn’t be right without having the other man who loved her, too.

Standing up, he unbuckled his belt and slid his zipper down, then pushed his jeans and underwear down his hips, stepping out of them as they puddled around his feet.

“Are you trying to tell us something, Niall?” asked Mas, his enormous blue eyes alight with fun and his hands busy pulling his filthy boots off.

Aurelia pulled Niall’s backpack over to her again and grabbed the damp cloth. “If you plan to touch me, Mas, you need to get some more of that mud off you.”

“It’s dried in the sunlight. It’ll pretty much brush off, I reckon,” Mas replied.

Aurelia watched Mas undress and clean himself up. Niall watched Aurelia watch Mas. It made him hot and horny just gazing at them, even though he knew his aching dick would be in hot, sweet heaven soon.

He cupped his balls with one hand and tugged on his cock with the other. It felt good, but not nearly as good as his dick felt surrounded by Aurelia’s wet heat.

At last, she removed her footwear and stood to take off her jeans. He closed his mouth. He’d had no idea he was watching her openmouthed like a horny teenager, but that was what he always felt like around her. She was just so beautiful, his brain centered in his other head, and all he could think about was her.

She was wearing perfectly plain, pale-blue panties and a matching cotton bra, but on her rich curves, they looked better than any sexy corset thing he’d ever seen in a men’s magazine. Which wasn’t to say he’d complain if she dressed in one of those lace-up things that pushed a woman’s breasts up high and accentuated the curves of her waist and hip. What he meant was that it was Aurelia who turned him on, not the lingerie she was wearing. Actually, he liked her best of all naked.
Ahh.
Now she was naked, her creamy skin glowing in the warm sunshine, her long braid trailing behind her on the grass as she lay back down.

But how would they share her here? It wasn’t really a good idea to take the time for double penetration. Besides, that was much better done in a bedroom.

They’d seen very few people today, and most of them had been intent on riding the tracks, but that didn’t mean someone might not come by at any time. So likely, it’d be better if one of them stayed on watch while the other was preoccupied.

Niall sat up straighter, his legs wide apart. “Sit with your back to me, my sweet,” he suggested.

Aurelia shrugged, sat up, and wiggled between his legs, her back against his chest. Niall couldn’t resist rubbing his aching nipples against the smooth planes of her back then rested his hands over her breasts.

Ah God, they felt good, filling his hands, the nipples hard little points making him want to pinch and twist them. But it was too soon yet. Mas wasn’t in place.

Mas was still fumbling through their picnic detritus for the tiny Ziploc bag with the condoms in it. He snatched the bag up and hastily rolled a rubber down his cock.

“I face you?” he asked.

Niall nodded and kept his hands still on Aurelia’s skin as Mas centered himself, lifting Aurelia’s legs up to place her thighs over his own as Mas nudged his cock in tight against Aurelia’s cunt.

Niall watched as Mas pushed his cock into Aurelia’s cunt. Although he couldn’t see it go all the way in, as their bodies blocked his view, he saw the start of it, and it was the hottest thing he’d ever seen.
I must watch again with a mirror one day!

Mas wrapped his arms right around Niall, holding Aurelia between them, and Niall nodded his thanks. The IT geek didn’t have to include him like that, but it was a measure of his good nature, and the way the two of them were cooperating in sharing Aurelia, that he’d done it.

Once Mas started pumping into Aurelia, Niall matched his touching of her breasts with their strokes. He slid his hands around the lush globes, stroking the tender skin of the underside then simply holding them in his hands for long moments, before gently tweaking and teasing the nipples.

He licked along her shoulder and sucked hard at the sensitive skin where her neck and shoulder joined. Already her skin tasted slightly salty, and that was arousing to know she was excited, to feel and taste the sexual tension in her body.

His dick was nestled between her butt cheeks, as hard as a rock and aching to be inside her, but he could tell by the way Mas was moving that he and Aurelia were getting closer to a climax.

Niall looked all around them, checking they weren’t being observed. After all, they were all naked on a public mountain, and children had been on the lower levels of the property. He was almost certain his military instincts would tell him if they were observed or in danger, but then he’d never had sex on duty before, so he forced himself to pay attention to their surroundings. All was quiet and peaceful.

Through his thighs, he could tell Mas was ramping up the action to the peak. Niall tweaked Aurelia’s nipples, giving her the tiny pinches that added just the slightest nip of pain to pleasure, something he knew she loved.

He licked and sucked along the back of her neck and across her shoulders. She was quivering now and making the tiny sounds that showed her pleasure. Mas slammed into her, and she burst in their joined arms, her nipples growing impossibly harder, her entire body shaking, her ass cheeks gripping his cock.

He kept his body still as a support for her, and she sagged against him. Mas, too, relaxed against them both.

After a brief rest, Mas disentangled himself from their entwined bodies and handed Niall the Ziploc bag.

Aurelia wriggled off him and lay on her side, watching both men.

“My turn on guard duty,” said Mas, turning slightly so he could see behind them then tilting his head to scan the top of the ridge.

Niall stretched out beside Aurelia and asked softly, “Are you too sore to go again?”

“Hell no. With you two around, I’m always aroused and ready.”

“Good to know.”

Gently, he took her in his arms and snuggled her against his chest. It was strange. She smelled and felt the same whether she was facing him or with her back to him, but his reactions were different. When they faced each other, he was overcome with the need to protect her. But when he was behind her, all he could think about was her ass and breasts. Strange indeed. He’d think about it later. Right now his dick was dying to be inside her.

Carefully he pushed inside. She was hot and swollen, but her tissues expanded easily and let him in, then gripped him so hard he thought he’d come straight away. God, she was hot!

She was also in a hurry. Aurelia wrapped her legs around him, pulling him deeper into herself by means of slamming the heels of her feet into the base of his spine. He rolled on top of her to get control of the action, but that just meant she could grip him even harder with her thighs.

“Demanding woman. What’s the rush?”

“Why so slow?” she responded.

For some reason, that aroused him even more, and he pulled out so he could drive back in. As soon as he was back inside her, she gripped him with her internal muscles and wiggled her hips, almost making him swallow his tongue.

“Sweet, you’re killing me here.”

“So move.”

And he did. He powered into her with everything he had, hard, fast, demanding all of her on every stroke. Such passion couldn’t last. He slid his hand between their bodies and pinched her clit. She was hotter than hell and about as wicked.

Once again she gripped him with all her internal muscles, and he knew that was the end of his control. This time, he pinched her clit using his thumbnail, and she shattered in his arms, bathing his cock with her scorching-hot cream and bringing him to a powerful release as he pumped into her again and again.