Gina's Private Police Force [Men of Montana 3] (Siren Publishing Menage Amour) (16 page)

Exiting the room, she pulled the door to where it was nearly closed and then walked down to the door of the master bedroom. Opening it, she found the room still bathed in dull lighting as the curtains were still drawn and a little sunlight filtered through them. She would need to change them to something darker so Jared could sleep during the day, she thought to herself.

She was amazed at how much she thought of their comfort as much as Nathan’s. The love for them was there, but she also wanted to take care of them as much as they wanted to take care of her.

The thought struck her odd as she never really had those feelings for Frank, even in the honeymoon stages of their marriage. Could it have been that in those seven years she really didn’t love him? Had she been so enamored with the thought of being in love and being married that she really had no idea what love was? Was it possible that these two men had slowly taught her what love was?

Gina knew her answer when she saw Jared sprawled in the middle of the bed on his stomach, naked, the covers kicked off his body. She enjoyed looking at her men naked or dressed. She enjoyed the intimate moments between them and these two brought out a carnal desire in her that wasn’t there with her ex-husband. Yes, at that moment, she knew she really hadn’t loved Frank. For the first time in her life, she was in love, and it was with two hot, sexy, to die for lawmen.

At the epiphany that rang solidly through her mind, she gazed upon Jared’s naked body. His buttocks were muscular along with the rest of him, though slightly rounded. The cords of muscles in his thighs were evident even in his sleep. She licked her lips at the thought of biting that ass of his.

Walking quietly on the carpet, she moved around to the left side of the bed. Sitting on the bed as softly as she could without making too much of an impact on the mattress, she moved over closer to his prone body. Leaning over, she lightly laid her lips on his butt cheek. Freezing when he moved slightly, she waited until he settled again. Again she brushed her lips against his skin and again he shifted. When he settled this time, she bit softly into his flesh and she felt the muscles tighten beneath her lips.

Thinking she had done too much, she pulled back, but was surprised when he mumbled sleepily, “Don’t stop, baby. You’re getting me hard.”

Unabashed, she smiled. “Prove it.”

The man chuckled as he pushed with his arms and flipped his body over. The proof stood long and proud from his body as he gazed upon her face, a wicked smile forming on his own. “All right, little lady, I’ve proved it. What are you going to do about it?”

Gina’s heated gaze slowly moved down the length of his body, stopping to take in his finely formed, slightly hairy pecs and then the eight ridges of his finely sculptured abs. As she got to his naval, she saw the smattering of light brown hair that led as if an arrow pointing the way to his hard cock. It stood up from the root as it seemed to rise majestically from the nest of neatly trimmed pubic hair. She judged him to be probably as long as Connor was, though it appeared longer since his was straight instead of curved. The organ seemed wider than Connor’s with dark veins running up the length, leading the way to the large purplish mushroom-shaped head. There at the tip sat a drop of his sweet syrup.

With her face still close to his hip, she leaned in again and began to rain light kisses along his hip bone, right under the ridge of abs that “v’d” into his hips. Laying one hand on his abs for support and one on his thigh, she felt tremors in his muscles as she moved in closer to her target.

Reveling in the power she held over him, she stopped moving and nuzzled her nose in the trimmed hair around the root of his cock. Twitching muscles in his abs, thighs, and cock conveyed his waning patience to her but she had to push him just a bit more.

Breathing in his scent of soap and muskiness, she hesitated a moment longer before nudging his balls with her nose. Smoothly running her hand down his abs, she stopped just short of the throbbing organ as she let her tongue run over the bare fleshy orb below it. Licking it as if it were ice cream, she moaned her delight. Jared growled out his frustration at her playfulness, bringing more of a smile to her lips. Drawing one orb into her mouth, she swirled her tongue around it as his hard cock throbbed against her cheek. Releasing it, she sucked the other one into her mouth and repeated the motion.

“Gina, please,” he pleaded through gritted teeth, grasping her upper arm. “Show a man some mercy.”

Shifting her body around to where she was between his legs, she looked up into his hooded, passion-filled eyes. His mouth was set in a tight line as he tried to hold onto his emotions as he watched her. Leaning her head down again, she began to lick slowly up the line of his cock. The skin was stretched so tight she thought he might explode but she wanted to show him that she could love him as much as she had Connor earlier that morning. Moving up further, she licked the tender skin where the shaft met the head, running her tongue around it before opening her mouth fully and taking the knob into her moist depths.

Tasting him for the first time was heaven. The salty, tangy flavor of him was slightly different than Connor, but she liked it just as much. She was certain one day she would know the difference in them by their taste if she was blindfolded. Just the thought caused her to ooze cream from her pussy.

Before she knew it, Jared sat up, grabbed her by the torso, and drew her up over him, a small shriek escaping her. He sat her down on his abs where she felt the slick, wet head of his cock on the crack of her ass. Gazing at her man with lust in his eyes, she knew she had pushed a tad too far with her teasing.

“I can smell your sweet pussy from here,” he said, his voice husky with need. His hands reached up, both cupping her breasts and pulling her down toward his mouth. Leaning down to him, she felt his hot breath on her nipple before his tongue bathed the hardened tip, sending liquid heat throughout her body. When his lips surrounded the nub, drawing it in hard up to the roof of his mouth, Gina moaned in ecstatic bliss.

Jared’s other hand was still possessing her other breast, pinching at her nipple as she tried to keep from moving on him, but failed. Her hips seemed to move on their own, leaking her juices all over his ridged abs.

Moving his mouth, he transferred it to her other nipple, drawing it in while his hand traipsed down her side and over her buttock. With his large hand, he kneaded the globe of flesh causing her to grind her pussy into his abs even more. Arching her back, she let her ass rise up and his hand swung up before coming down with a resounding slap. Her nipple was released with a pop. “I didn’t tell you to move, did I?”

Briefly caught off guard with his question, she stared down into his eyes, which had taken on an olive-green color in his aroused state. Since she had first met him, she was always amazed at how his eye color changed so drastically with his moods or what he was wearing. She now knew the olive was his aroused or angry shade. She would have to remember that for the future.

Shaking her head negatively, she lowered her gaze. “No, sir.”

“Then keep still,” he ordered softly. “I will take care of you, sugar. I will make love to you when I think you need it the most, though your pussy is drooling all over me.”

Tinted pink, her cheeks lifted with an embarrassed smile at his comment although her eyes remained half-massed. Since she was so new to the D/s part of a relationship, she wasn’t sure if she was supposed to answer him or not, so she remained quiet. Taking a chance, she glanced up at his face and found he was watching her intently, causing her to lower her gaze again.

“Look at me,” he said as his hand went back to kneading her ass cheek. When she did, she knew he would see the trepidation in her features. “What are you afraid of, Gina?”

Shrugging her shoulders she lowered her eyes and instantly knew she had committed a BDSM sin. Communication, or rather, the lack of it. Anticipating the discipline before he lifted his hand, she flinched. When his hand didn’t strike her as she thought it would, she looked up and found the hazel eyes had toned down a bit in color as he looked up at her with concern.

“I’m sorry,” she said timidly. “I didn’t mean to not answer you.”

“Then what is it?”

“Some of the things you say to me catch me off guard. I’m not used to people speaking so bluntly to me.”

“Does it embarrass you?” he asked, still kneading her butt cheek as his other hand tweaked her nipple.

Thinking about it, it really didn’t coming from Jared or Connor. It was just that she wasn’t used to it, nor was she used to the fun banter that passed between the three of them. “No, I guess not. Sometimes I do find it sexy. I just don’t think of myself like that.”

Smiling at her, he said, “You’ll get used to it because we are going to talk about you and the sexy things you do all the time. You’re our woman and we intend to show you and tell you every chance we can because to us, you are the sexiest, most beautiful woman in the world.”

Again another blush crept up her neck to her cheeks. How she wished she would stop doing that. All her life she had issues with accepting compliments. Not quite sure what to say or do, she whispered, “Thank you.”

Letting out a sigh as he pulled her nipple in. She savored the moment. Last night Connor had made love to her in the tub and now, Jared was getting ready to take his turn. Realization finally dawned on her when she acknowledged it was she who was making their cocks hard. To them, this wasn’t a chore. This was two virile sexy men getting excited by what her body and emotions had to offer.

For the first time in Virginia Bryce Picard’s life, she knew the true meaning of love.

Boldness consuming her, she leaned down and captured Jared’s mouth in hers, her tongue licking at the seam of flesh there. As soon as it opened to her brazenness, she thrust her tongue into his depths, skimming along the velvety texture of his. As if he had actually listened to her, his gentle playfulness indicated he was giving her free reign to play for a bit before he took over.

Large, warm hands moved slowly around her sides and caressed her upper back and shoulders as her mouth feasted upon his, bringing relaxation to her tight muscles. Moving her own hands, she let them meander up over his chest, along the sides of his neck corded with muscle, and then to his cheeks to hold his head in place.

Soft feminine lips drank in the essence of Jared’s masculine mouth. She sucked on his tongue as if it were a straw and she was gaining succulence through it, drawing it into her own mouth. As the mating of their mouths gained momentum, the two began to dual for dominance, which was beginning to excite Gina, drawing more moisture from her pussy.

Jared’s right hand moved down her back to the rise of her buttocks, clutching the fleshy cheek within his grasp. Gina moaned at the action, her mouth never separating from his, as she arched her back more to offer more of her derriere to him. Surprise came when he released his grip and a moan of disappointment escaped her lips, though in the next instant a shriek of delight overcame her when he raised his hand and then slapped the flesh.

Pulling her lips from his, she gazed down into his green eyes that had taken on the olive hue again, knowing he was excited. Licking her lips as she gazed upon his lust-filled eyes, a slight smile played upon her lips. She knew she had asked for the action even if it wasn’t a play for control, but she was finding she was beginning to look forward to the dominant personalities of her men and their disciplinary practices within the sexual realm.

“Oh, Gina… Something sure has you gushing,” he drawled. “Did you like what I did to you?”

Nodding eagerly, her smiled spread as she breathlessly answered, “Yes, sir, I did.”

Jared chuckled at the sudden change in her as he sat up, pushing her up with him. Her front remained plastered to him, her legs now spread around his waist as he held her ass cheek in one hand and her upper back with the other.

“I have a funny feeling we may have created a monster,” he said as he maneuvered them to where she was now on her back and he was above her. He braced himself on his hands keeping his weight from bearing down on her, giving her the opportunity to take in his tanned powerful chest.

Leaning up, she ran her tongue across his left nipple before catching it between her teeth, grazing it so it rose up. A hiss escaped his lips at the action and she felt his cock jump against the soft skin of her labia, which brought another smile to her lips. Gazing up into his hooded eyes, she now knew the power she held, which she knew from the books she had read but never believed, and she relished in it.

“You, Gina, are a sly vixen,” he whispered hoarsely as he reached to the nightstand and grabbed the foil packet he had left there earlier.

Rising up on his knees, he used his teeth to tear it open. Carelessly tossing the mutilated packet aside, he took the item he needed and rolled it down the length of his hard, wide cock. Watching the action, Gina found it fascinating and arousing watching him perform the task, knowing where the latex-covered organ was going to be embedded in a few moments.

Jared lowered his hands to her thighs and began to slowly move them up toward her pussy, which was so wet and throbbing for his attention that she thought she might come without him even touching her there. Shifting her hips she tried to rush the speed of his hands, but when she settled her derriere, he stopped his hands and kneaded the flesh there, waiting. Shocked at his action, she glanced up at his face and saw the sly smile on his lips, the glazed look of lust in his eyes.