Tiny Dancer [Divine Creek Ranch 13] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (13 page)

Rivulets of hot desire tingled in Camilla’s pussy as Quinten kissed her breasts and suckled at her nipples. “Beautiful,” he whispered as he looked up at her through slitted eyelids before feasting on her some more. His promise echoed in her mind.
I’d never leave you like that.

Quinten, don’t give me reason to hope beyond this moment.

Closing the door on those heartbreaking fears, she concentrated on the feel of his hair sliding between her fingertips and the heat of his body.
This moment is all that matters right now.

After dimming the lights, Ben came closer, his eyes glowing with desire that her body instinctively reacted to. Images of the three of them entwined swirled through her mind as her pussy swelled and ached with need for both of them. Her body, especially her breasts, had been on display for more men than she could recall, but these men made her feel like she was the only woman in their world.

Camilla was barely aware as the men shifted her from the couch to the plush area rug nearby. Her limbs felt loose and languid as she allowed them to slip the sweatpants over her hips and down her legs. Being completely bare before them and hearing their soft groans created a wantonness inside her she’d never felt before.

Ben’s hot breath brushed against the skin beneath her ear, causing her to tremble and hold tight to him as he whispered, “Lie still for us, sugar. Just let us look at you, all of you. We’ve wanted you so long. Dreamed about this.”

She welcomed the overwhelming sensation of two pairs of hands and lips caressing her flesh. The silky fibers of the rug stroked her skin as she nestled into the thickly padded surface. She stretched out and let them maneuver her however they wanted to.

She heard the rustle of clothing as they one at a time left her arms and stripped then returned to her. Pressing against her on either side, their hot flesh touching hers drew blissful sighs from both of them. When she reached for them, to kiss and suckle on their flesh, they wouldn’t allow it and held her against the rug. She moaned, growing even wetter, loving the control they exacted over the moment.

Quinten’s tone was worshipful as he whispered, “You’re even more beautiful than I imagined, naked and spread out for us.”

Hands roamed over her breasts, gently squeezing and plumping, as lips suckled at her nipples and left damp trails in their wake as they descended down her rib cage. She arched and lifted her pelvis off the rug, but a hot hand encircled her leg, just beneath the apex of her thighs, held her down and still.

Ben murmured, “Sweet little pussy.” His hot tongue drove through her slit in a sudden assault, and he groaned then added, “I want to fuck you so much it hurts.”

Her cunt clenched at the surprisingly swift stroke, wanting him to return for more. She wriggled in his grasp and banged her heels on the carpet, a needy moan the only sound she could make.

Quinten chuckled and she smiled when he lifted her other thigh from the carpet. Her pussy liquefied as she felt his hot breath on her toes once and then his lips encircled her big toe. Her pussy swelled and grew hotter as he stroked her with his tongue and sucked the digit hard. Quinten stroked her calf with one hand as he continued her toe worship, and Camilla trembled as his hand gradually made its way to her knee and up her inner thigh.

She was bombarded by sensation as Ben renewed his assault on her pussy, licking at her opening but steering clear of her clit until she moaned with need. He chuckled as he tickled her clit with just the lightest flick of his tongue, causing her to fight their hold to follow his mouth, but they wouldn’t allow it. Quinten’s callused fingertips stroked the dip between her thigh and her labia before sliding back up to her knee. He repeated the motion, taking her higher and higher with each stroke.

“We love you, Camilla. I love you, and I want to give you whatever you need.” The sincerity in Ben’s tone made tears seep beneath her closed eyelids as he continued lapping with leisurely strokes at her pussy, edging closer to her clit. The command and regard in his voice earlier as he’d drawn those painful memories from her had reduced her to her most basic emotions.

Both men centered their attention at her pussy, and Ben’s mouth finally latched on to the swollen bundle of nerve endings at her clit. They held her to the rug, and Ben’s assault on her senses increased as Quinten returned his attention to her nipples. Being held down increased her vulnerability as they suckled, and the tension inside of her grew to astronomical proportions. Quinten stroked her jaw and her cheek in direct contrast to how hungrily he feasted on her breasts, and the gentleness in his touch, the love, sent her over. A sob burst from her throat as she arched between them, riding each hard wave of her climax until she was breathless and flushed.

“Open your eyes.”

She obeyed Ben’s gentle command and smiled up at them, crouched over her. Ben was between her thighs, the glint of lust and triumph in his eyes as he continued stroking her opening with one hand while grasping his tremendous cock with the other. Desire crested again inside her as she noticed Ben had already donned a condom and Quinten had one in his hand prepared to open. She was glad because she wanted both of them. Quinten’s cock was swelled to enormous proportions, and she licked her lips as her mouth watered.

Ben huskily drawled, “You ready to have both our cocks inside you, sugar? You’ve got us both so hot and hard, ready to feel your sweet cunt clamping down on us, nothing else will do. I hope you’re ready.”

Camilla chuckled softly and wrapped her legs around Ben as he kneeled close enough to rub the head of his cock against her slick lips. He was very thick and would stretch her until it stung perfectly. She flexed her hips, rubbing against him in an effort to take him inside her.

“I want you both to fuck me. Fill me with your big cocks and give it to me good. Make me scream.”

Ben smirked. “Lucky for us we have fifteen acres and no neighbors to hear you when you come for us.”

She bit her lip and rose up on her elbow so she could watch him. With her other hand, she stroked her cunt from her clit to her opening before spreading her lips. Ben’s gaze was intense as he brushed the blunt head of his cock between her lips, the heat of his flesh searing hers. Her cunt reacted by clenching and she watched, awed, as Ben thrust deep in one tingling hot stroke, so much of his massive flesh disappearing inside her, stretching her unrelentingly. A moan escaped her as she watched him pull all the way out, coated in her cream, and push in again a little farther. Her pussy burned as she stretched to take his girth, until she finally lay back and drew him over her, hungry for every inch he could give her.

Ben growled, his tanned face noticeably flushed as he pulled back and flexed his hips again, pushing more of himself inside her. “Take it, sugar. Take my cock.”

She tilted her hips down and up, glorying in the feel of his hard flesh plundering hers, sliding over nerve endings that were on fire for him. “You’re so big. I love it.”

The devilish grin on Ben’s face made her giggle, and he said, “Imagine both our cocks in you at the same time, sugar. Fucking you and filling you with our cum. You think it tingles now. Just wait. Quinten is every bit as big as me and he’s looking impatient.”

She turned and looked. Sure enough, Quinten kneeled beside them, stroking his cock as he watched where the two of them were joined.

“Come closer, Quinten.” Camilla licked her lips. “I want a taste.”

Quinten looked at her as though he’d just won the lottery and brought his cock to bobbing within inches of her lips. She slurped at the droplets of pre-cum on the broad head, drawing a harsh groan from him as she sucked him in. He cradled her head as she took him to the back of her throat before drawing on him until he nearly popped from her mouth. She held his cock at the base and teased him, mixing up short strokes with long, hard sucks until Quinten crouched so low over her that his dark-blond curls tickled her shoulder.

“Stop, baby. You do that so good, but I want your pussy. I want to come inside you.”

She released him with a resounding pop and lay back in his strong arms as he moved behind her. Quinten held her against his chest, stroking her breasts and her abdomen. Ben fucked her until she could tell he was close to coming as his cock became even harder and more rigid inside her.

Ben pulled out suddenly and lifted her hips off the carpet and thrust back into her from a slightly different angle, and she keened as she arched her back. Each stroke hit her G-spot, and he murmured triumphantly as she met his thrusts in counterpoint with Quinten’s arms wrapped around her, holding her steady.

“Yes, Ben! Yes! Here it comes!”

“Let go, sugar. Let it all go!” His grip on her thighs tightened and he lifted her to him as he plunged inside her. Each stroke strummed her G-spot as she came and came until she lost track of time, finally screaming in ecstasy as he roared in completion and stilled to a fine tremble, his hold on her thighs gentling to a light stroke as he released them. He bowed low over her, joining his lips to hers in a breathless kiss. When he raised his head to look in her eyes, the sexy, satisfied smile on his face made her heart want to burst with love for him. To know she was responsible for putting it there made all the issues they’d been dealing with lately worth it.

Ben chuckled when he looked past her at Quinten and said, “Quinten looks ready to sprout horns. You ready for more? I think he’s ready to pounce on you.”

Camilla giggled as her nice warm, sturdy support suddenly disappeared from behind her. Quinten drew around on the other side, a devilish grin on his face as he rolled the condom over his rather formidable erection.

“Ready for another round, baby?” He stroked her abdomen as Ben gently withdrew and rose to dispose of the condom.

Camilla nodded and lifted her tush from the rug as he took position between her thighs and reached toward her cunt. “You sure, baby? I’m horny as hell, but I don’t want you to be sore.”

She hissed softly as he stroked her clit, still sensitive from the previous orgasms. His touch made her breathless and she wanted more. He murmured, “You’re beautiful here too. And so soft and silky.”

She licked her lips to entice him. “I want to feel that you’ve both been inside me tomorrow, with every single step I take. Fuck me, Quinten.”

With more caution than she would’ve expected from this fun-loving man, Quinten nudged her pussy with his cock and circled slowly, pumping a little bit inside her at a time, making her burn for more of him, yearn for him to thrust and stretch her until she tingled with need. His gaze traveled all over her body, and a soft, appreciative growl escaped him as he rocked against her and watched his cock slide between her pussy lips.

“Fuck, that’s beautiful.” He cast his blue gaze up to hers for a moment. “I don’t deserve you.” He looked down again and closed his eyes and tilted back his head as he continued the slow, sensual rocking of his pelvis. He stroked her clit with his thumb as he fucked her with deliberate strokes that left her breathless, stretching her even more as she finally took his cock to the root. “Yes, baby. You feel so good. So tight.”

He clenched his jaw and opened his eyes and watched where they were joined as he picked up the pace. Rivulets of tension drew up inside her as she watched him, loving the way he enjoyed fucking her and the way his eyes glazed over with pleasure.

She wanted this with him every day. Never wanted to argue or fuss with him ever again. Just wanted to feel his warm hands all over her, his cock inside her, and to see the way he looked at her. He gazed at her as though she were the beginning and the end for him. He looked at her with love, and she felt his tenderness in his touch as he feathered a caress over her abdomen.

Ben returned and stood over them, watching as Quinten made love to her, and the fact that he watched them ratcheted her arousal to astronomical proportions. She tugged at Quinten’s cock with her pussy muscles on every back stroke and moaned in approval when he lifted her ankles to his biceps, keeping her legs parted so Ben could see. He wrapped his forearms around her thighs and fucked her until the orgasm splintered into hot shards of pleasure that arced through her with inferno-like intensity.

“Isn’t she perfect? Her slick little pussy is like heaven.” Ben’s husky tone drew her eyes to him, and she could see that his cock had begun to swell as he watched them.

“Fuck, yes.”

She licked her lips and beckoned to Ben. Surprise flickered in his eyes, but he kneeled beside her. Quinten slowed his movements slightly as he watched Camilla open wide for Ben’s cock and give it the same loving treatment she’d given his earlier.

“Hot little mouth,” Ben whispered approvingly as he held his cock for her. She sucked him until he was hard once again and released him with a pop.

Moving with Quinten as he stroked her clit and fucked her a little faster, she looked at Ben and asked, “Show me how you like to be touched, Ben. Can I have a little more of your cum?” Ben kept his eyes on her as he stimulated his cock using the saliva she’d wetted it with. He held it firmly, and she watched as he stroked to the base and rubbed his balls with the other hand as he slid his fist upward. “Oh, baby, I learn something new every day.” What she was seeing was nothing she didn’t already know about, but she loved watching him arouse himself for her. He must’ve liked it too because droplets of pre-cum seeped from his slit, and he groaned deeply.