Shannon's Fairy-Tale Foursome (29 page)

Her head dropped down, hiding her face from him. “Keep talking, Jared. Please.”

“Anything for you,” he vowed, rubbing her lower back with his other hand. “When I sink inside your hot, little hole and stretch you wide, you’re going to scream. This plug isn’t anything compared to the feel of a dick.”

She relaxed, allowing him to push the toy inside her ass the rest of the way. “Hell,” she moaned. “Move! I can’t take this. I need more.”

“Okay.” He moved quickly, grabbing his dick with one hand and thrusting it inside her saturated cunt. “How’s this?”

She screamed, her body jerking spasmodically.

The feel of her slick pussy around him and her scream snapped his control. He hammered into her, feeling every ripple of her walls. “What about this?” He fucked her ass with the plug, alternating it with his thrusts and making damn sure it invaded her when his dick retreated.

“Jared,” she cried.

“Come on,” he growled as he picked up speed, his thrusts growing irregular and harsh. He fucked her roughly, forgetting about his plans to be romantic and sweet. His woman made him forget everything.

She thrashed beneath him, spurring him on. “Fuck me, Jared. Oh, God. Fuck me.”

He grunted as he pistoned into her madly, every muscle in his body taut. His dick swelled, the skin feeling excruciatingly tight. A tingling sensation built inside his balls, and he knew he’d run out of time. He stared down into her beautiful face and saw that she’d run out of time, too.

Her pupils dilated, and she cried out breathlessly. Her pussy clamped down on his cock, holding him inside of the hottest cunt he’d ever fucked.

He impaled her one last time, and with a shout, his cum burst free from his cock and inundated her pulsating pussy. Breathing heavily, he rolled her to the side and cuddled her close. “I tried, princess. I really did.”

She stared up at him with a distinct question in her eyes. “Huh?” she asked between shallow pants. “You lost me
again
.”

“I wanted to make slow, sweet love to you,” he told her, brushing her sweat-dampened hair away from her face with his hand. “I wanted you to know how precious you are to me.”

She sighed, her face softening appreciably. “Jared, I know how much you love me.”

He started to speak, but she stopped him, placing her finger across his lips. “Making love comes in all forms imaginable.” She pulled her hand away from his lips and wiggled her eyebrows at him. “Frankly, I like when you fuck the hell out of me. Slow and sweet is overrated.”

“I’ll show you slow and sweet is overrated.” He growled, reclaiming her mouth in a kiss as slow and sweet as time.

Left, together. Right, together. Left, together…

Strolling down the lengthy aisle, Shannon pictured an entirely different wedding, and her surroundings faded away with the nippy breeze. Gone were the endless mountains and the giant field. No more trees with vibrantly colored leaves in a variety of reds, yellows, oranges, and purples. The deer grazing nearby vanished, and the sweet, earthy smell subsided. Her royal blue, tea-length, chiffon dress transformed into an elaborate princess-style white one, and instead of Gray and Cade at the altar, her three men stood proudly in traditional tuxedos.

With each step she took toward her men, Shannon’s excitement amplified because she knew her fleeting fantasy would come true. She
would
be the bride, and they
would
be the grooms. Maybe not today, but one day, she would marry the men of her dreams, just like Jaycee was now.

As the men came fully into her view, Shannon locked her eyes with theirs, and she lost her breath. Wavering, her steps faltered, and she couldn’t recall how to move or think or even speak. She could barely remember how to force air back into and out of her oxygen-starved lungs to ease the agonizing burn present there.

The only thing that saved her body from a complete, delicious meltdown in the middle of her best friend’s wedding was her men’s dancing eyes and wide smiles. Their identical expressions of love drove her forward.

Starting to walk again, Shannon made it down the aisle followed by Katie-Anne. They took their spots next to the altar then turned to watch as a radiant Jaycee appeared at the head of the aisle. The opening chords of
No Place That Far
filled the valley, Sarah Evans’s angelic voice echoing off the tall mountains encompassing them.

Jaycee bustled down the aisle briskly, her feet moving faster than was traditional
or
appropriate. But who ever said these three people were either of those things?
Certainly not me
.

The closer Jaycee came, the better her fiancés could see her. Unable to stop herself, Shannon swiveled her head to the side so she could catch a glimpse of Gray and Cade’s response to Jaycee. Something about witnessing a groom as he saw his bride close up for the first time did it for Shannon, and she had to experience it when it was her best friend and the men she’d known her entire life.

As they got a real glimpse of Jaycee, Gray and Cade’s eyes widened. Each of the men appeared to be admiring every inch of her with their eyes, their gazes moving in accord with the others’. They started at her white veil then worked their way down past her TL Jacobsen original dress to the decked out sneakers peeking out at her feet.

Raising their eyes, the grooms took a second look at the exquisite ball gown Jaycee wore. The simple yet elegant strapless dress had a romantic feel to it, from the sweetheart neckline to the Swarovski crystal embellishments around her waist. It was flawless, and it fit Jaycee’s personality perfectly. With the way her fiancés were looking at her, they thought so, too.

Shannon returned her eyes to the bride just as Jaycee reached Gray and Cade. As usual, the irreverent Cade didn’t hold himself in check. The moment Jaycee was in touching distance, he grabbed her and leaned her back. With a naughty grin, he kissed her deeply, the intensity hot enough to make Shannon wish she had a fan.

As quickly as the kiss had started, Cade ended it. He released Jaycee then handed her off to Gray, who surprisingly did the same thing, only his kiss was sweeter and more tender. Not giving his two lovers long, Cade cleared his throat and muttered, “Let’s get this show on the road, Mr. Blakemore and the future Mrs. Blakemore.”

Springing apart, Jaycee and Gray gave their undivided attention to Cade, but he had obviously been teasing them about being through. Sending Gray an undeniable look, one that oozed hot sex, Cade stepped forward. With a smirk, Gray mirrored him by stepping back as though they were dancing the tango. Then, unexpectedly, Gray shot his hand out and grabbed Cade around the back of the neck. He jerked Cade forward and, in the blink of an eye, the two men were devouring each other.

Shannon felt the passion practically exploding between the two lovers, and it reminded her of the all-consuming fire she felt with her own men. As if magnetized, Shannon’s attention drew back to the triplets.

Unsurprisingly, the three men were already focused on her, their eyes glued to a different part of her body—Jared’s on her breasts, Drew’s on her fabric-covered pussy, and Randy’s on her lower legs. Her three men’s matching blue eyes were ablaze, the color deepening and smoldering. As they lifted their gazes and met her ogling eyes, they each gifted her with a look that singed her body.
Maybe what they say is right. Weddings do arouse women. At least, it does me.

Dropping her gaze, Shannon found herself staring at first one then another and another aroused male’s crotch. At the sight of their evident arousal, the desperate throbbing between Shannon’s legs overwhelmed her, and a rush of moisture inundated her. The feel of her juices seeping from her slit increased the yearning in the pit of her stomach, and she was rapidly ready to find the nearest private spot to alleviate the searing fire between them.

I have to stop this! This is completely inappropriate
. Shannon took a deep breath then snapped her eyes upward to the smug amusement of her grinning lovers.
The donkeys would be enjoying this. Bastards.

Lifting her head high, Shannon paid the three arrogant men no mind and went back to watching the wedding as it took place. Focusing on the ceremony, Shannon savored every second of her best friend’s joy, but it felt as though it was over as soon as it had started. Then the newly married Blakemores kissed and disappeared down the aisle.

When they were gone, Shannon released a sappy sigh. Gliding forward to take a groomsman’s arms, she found herself linked with Jared. He smiled at her lovingly before kissing her cheek and escorting her down the aisle.

As soon as they reached the end of the fabric aisle runner, Jared swept her into his arms and slammed his lips onto hers. The rawness of his kiss surprised her, but she instantly softened and let his lips have their wicked way with her. By the time he pulled back, she was left gasping for air.

“You shouldn’t look at a man like that when he is unable to do a goddamn thing about it,” Jared told her with an eager smile. “But, princess, the minute this reception is over with, you are in for it.”

“Oh, baby,” she murmured, “bring it on. I can handle anything you dish out.”

“Is that a challenge?” Jared asked with a grin.

Wiggling her eyebrows, Shannon shot back, “Do you want it to be?”

Jared barked a laugh, but Randy and Drew’s appearance at their side kept him from having time to respond to her sassy question. Lowering her to the ground, Jared did what Cade had done to Jaycee earlier. He spun Shannon around and guided her into another man’s arms—his brother’s.

Randy caught her easily and jerked her against his lean, hard body. “I’ll bring it, baby doll, and a lot more,” he told her with a devil-may-care smile. Grasping her hips in his big hands, he held her crotch tight against his, and ground the ridge of his hardened cock against her. “I’ll bring a hell of a lot more, too.” As soon as he’d finished speaking, he mimicked his brother and sent her straight into another’s arms.

Taking her from his youngest brother, Drew hauled her into his embrace. “It’s best to be careful what you wish for, munchkin. There are three of us and one of you,” he reminded her as if she’d forgotten.
Like I’ll ever forget that, Studley.

“Right,” she drawled in a husky tone that was unrecognizable to her. “I’m shaking in my booties, boys.”

Lifting her chin with his finger, Drew brushed his lips across hers then said, “Don’t push your luck right now. We have a wedding reception to go to
before
we have time alone. And unlike last night, we won’t leave until after my sister does. So, if you push, we will push back and leave your sexy self hanging on the edge all evening.” He pecked her lips again. “Got it?”

Shannon gasped. “You wouldn’t.”

“Want to try me?” Drew replied.

She didn’t have to think about it, not even for a second. The next few hours would be hard enough as it was. Her hungry body had already been making demands that she apparently wouldn’t be following through with any time soon. She didn’t even want to imagine what her ravenous body would do if she pushed it to the point of sexual starvation.

Shaking her head, Shannon muttered, “No.”

“That is what I thought,” Drew said curtly. “Now we are going to go have a good time at the reception. Aren’t we?”

Shannon scowled at him. “Yes, we are,” she ground out between gritted teeth. Only she didn’t add the thoughts that had flittered through her mind when she agreed.
Payback is a bitch, Studley Do-Right. And, when I want to be, so am I. One night very soon, you will see what it is like to be teased and left hanging. I’ll make damn sure of it.

* * * *

Celebrating in the same magnificent dining hall as they had the night before, everyone appeared to be having a good time.
Well, not everyone.
As Shannon stood and observed the people around her, she noticed that Katie-Anne seemed fragile in some strange, indescribable way. And next to her, Sarah was silent and shaking. Not a little shaking, a whole lot of shaking.

Four of the men seemed to be troubled as well. Predictably they were the ones belonging to Katie-Anne and Sarah, even if they didn’t know it yet. Shane and Landon were on opposite ends of the room, an air of frigidness blowing between them with as much strength as a catastrophic blizzard. And, at Shane’s side, Deke and Adam had the opposite issue. A heated spark simmered between the two of them. But somehow Shannon suspected it was
not
lust that had caused it.

Excusing herself, Shannon marched over to where Katie-Anne and Sarah sat together. She dropped down into one of the seats across the table from them with a huff. “Hey, girlies,” she said. “What’s up?”

“Nothing,” Katie-Anne and Sarah mumbled, but their straying looks contradicted their statements. Each woman glanced at their two men then, with sad sighs, they averted their eyes.

Normally, Shannon would tease them or joke around until they shared whatever it was that plagued them. But it was obvious that would
not
be appreciated right now. So, rather than trying to force the information out of them, she let it go. “I’m here, if you want to talk,” she said then got up and left.