Golden Forever [Frostbite Falls Christmas 3] (Siren Publishing Menage Amour) Page 10

  “I know when I’m beat.” Jasper tried to act defeated, but the smile curling the corners of his lips said something else. “If this is what our girl wants, then by god that’s what we’ll give her.”

  Riley barely contained her whoop of joy. She’d never been the type of girl to ask for things. She’d never want, or need, diamonds, trips, or fancy dinners. All she’d ever need was this. Was them. As long as she had Logan and Jasper, everything else would be fine.

  “Good. Because there was no way I was backing down.” Logan grabbed her hip and turned her so fast her head spun. He threaded his fingers through her hair, pulling the mass from its already messy ponytail and letting it fly free over her shoulders. Then he pressed his lips to hers, and her head spun for a whole different reason. His tongue flicked across her lips, seeking entrance, and she opened, meeting his desperation in equal measure.

  She held on to his shoulders as her knees shook, clinging to him as wave after wave of emotion threatened to overwhelm her. It was all so much. More than she’d ever thought to hope for. How could she have ever gotten this lucky?

  Breaking off the kiss to brush his lips across her cheek and along her jaw. His day-old beard scraped against her skin. The burn shivered across her skin. She whimpered out when he nipped at the junction, right below her ear. God, she wanted more. So much more.

  As if reading her mind, Jasper’s coaxed his hand between them to the center of her chest. With deft fingers, he unfastened the buttons down her shirt, yanking the two sides loose from her pants. “I wish it was warmer, so we could strip you and explore every inch of your body.”

  She leaned back against him, absorbing all the warmth she needed from his body. “Next time.”

  They’d have plenty of opportunities to strip each other naked later. Right now, she just needed them. More than she’d ever needed anything in her life. She needed their arms around her, their bodies moving next hers. She needed to know they were there with her. The real her. Not the fake made-up girl from yesterday. The real Riley. The cowgirl with hay in her hair and dirt on her boots.

  “I think we can live with that.”

  He didn’t bother to remove her bra, not because it provided any real warmth, but because it was too cumbersome to remove with her shirt still on. Instead, he pushed the fabric cups down, freeing her breasts to his hands.

  She hissed as the cool air brushed her sensitive nipples, tugging them into hard points. But she only had to suffer for a minute before he cupped her breasts in his warm hands. The contrast of the cool air and his hot mouth had her whole body shaking. Needy aches erupted all over her body, demanding attention. Attention only they could satisfy.

  Logan unbuttoned her pants as he sucked on the side of her neck. “You don’t need to worry, sweet girl.” He shucked her jeans down her legs, along with her underwear, leaving her naked from the waist down. “We’ll keep you plenty warm.”

  She moaned, leaning her head back against Jasper’s shoulder, giving them more access to her body. “I believe you.”

  “Good,” he mumbled against her neck, coasting his hand down to the junction of her thighs. He found her clit with his talented fingers, rubbing in little circles until her inner thighs quivered. She all but purred, as Jasper pinched her nipples and Logan thrust two fingers deep inside her.

  “We plan to deliver.”

  Nothing had ever sounded better.

  “Ready for a ride, cowgirl?” Logan licked her ear. His hot breath brushed her skin as his fingers picked up speed between her legs, thrusting in and out of her cunt so hard her whole body shook.

  She nodded against his shoulders. “Give me your best shot, cowboy.”

  “That sounds like a challenge.” Jasper twisted his fingers harder, sending a fiery shot of need straight from her nipples to her clit. And her pussy clenched onto the fingers pressed inside her. She already felt turned inside out, and they hadn’t even gotten one cock inside her. She wasn’t sure how she’d survive both. But damn, she was more than willing to try.

  “It sure does.” The wicked grin on Logan’s lips did crazy things to her insides. Crazy, amazing, fantastic things she’d never get enough of. “And I love a challenge.”

  “You’re going to pay for that, sweet girl.” Logan’s voice was a husky growl in her ear, deep, dark, and set her heart pounding.

  Riley had the feeling she’d poked a horny bear—or two. Though it wasn’t feeling like such a bad idea at the moment.

  She squealed when Logan picked her up, her kicking legs divesting her of her boots, pants, and underwear. Jasper grabbed a blanket from the tack table and threw it over a few hay bales. He lay back across the blankets himself, unbuttoning and unzipping his fly, to pull his hard cock from beneath. She watched, transfixed, as he removed a condom from his pocket. He slid the latex down his dick, caressing his hard length with a masculine efficiency that shouldn’t have been beautiful, or erotic, but it was.

  Walking the three large steps to the bales of hay, Logan deposited her across Jasper’s lap. Jasper smirked at her, holding her spread around his hips. Her pussy clenched at the brush of the cool air against her damp flesh, desperate for what came next.

  With a hard yank, Jasper pulled her forward until her dripping cunt was positioned right above his cock. “You’re in for the ride of your life, sweetheart.”

  She wasn’t sure if that was supposed to be a threat. It sure didn’t feel like it.

  She leaned down, until her lips were a breath from his. But instead of kissing him, she sucked his bottom lip into her mouth, nipping at him until he groaned beneath her. “Bring it on.”

  “My pleasure, sweetheart.” Jasper stared up at her with such longing her stomach twisted in knots. She’d never thought for a second she could ever feel this wanted, this needed, especially not by her best friends. But they did. They made her feel loved, and cherished, and so much more. “I always want to make you happy, sweetheart.” She believed him, right down to the marrow of her bones. And she felt the same.

  With a steely grip on her hips, he pulled her upon him and pushed inside. She moaned, throwing her head back at the delicious sensation of her body stretching around him. It had only been a few hours since the last time he’d been inside her, yet it had been way too long. They didn’t have much chance of accomplishing anything from now on. With this as an option, every other activity sounded unimportant. And nowhere near as fun.

  “God, you feel good.”

  She couldn’t have said it better herself.

  Instead she just smiled at him. “I can make it better.” She tightened her thighs, tucking her knees beneath her, attempting to shift up. But his hard hold held her in place, not letting her squirm more than an inch.

  “Not yet, sweetheart.”

  “But I want to move.” She sounded like a petulant child, but she didn’t care. Nothing she’d ever wanted as a child—or adult—compared to how much she wanted to move right now. To sit up and slide back down on his glorious cock, to feel him thrusting in and out of her. The pleasure, the power, the connection.

  “You’ll be moving plenty soon, sweet girl. Not reason to use up all your energy just yet.” She glanced to where Logan stood beside her, a small tube in his hand. His smug smile told her without a doubt what was housed in that vial. “We have a much better purpose for it.”

  “You brought lube?” She shouldn’t be surprised. After all, it was Logan. His reputation wasn’t unwarranted. But still it shocked her. Did they think she’d be convinced that easily? It was cocky. But considering she had been, she didn’t have any right to be upset.

  “What can I say, sweet girl? I was optimistic.”

  A small part of her wanted to be upset. To be outraged by the assumption he made. But the rest of her knew how stupid that was. They’d have to call the whole thing off if he hadn’t been optimistic. Then he opened his pants, exposing his eager cock, and she was far too distracted to be worried about anger. She focused on breathing as he grabbed a wrapper ou
t of his pocket and sheathed himself. He drizzled the clear gel on his cock, massaging his hard length until it shone.

  He squeezed another dollop of lube onto his fingers. Anticipation coiled through her as he stepped behind her and spread her cheeks apart. A hissed breath released from her throat at the cool lube was spread against her asshole, but it quickly warmed as he rubbed it into her skin.

  He pushed a finger into her, and the burn of the invasion flashed through her. Even as it stung, it also felt good at the same time. She tightened her fingers into Jasper’s shirt, holding on as her pussy clenched around him. Her nipples beaded so hard they almost hurt.

  Then he pushed his finger a little deeper, and everything inside her set alight. Her body flamed from the inside out. God, how had she not known about this before? What had she been missing out on?

  “You like that, sweet girl?” His voice was a husky growl in her ear, sending shivers down her spine.

  She nodded, unable to speak. It was all too much. Too much sensation. Too much intimacy. Just too much, in a way that had her wanting to scream out for more. If only she had enough air left in her lungs to form a word. Her body, acting on its own, pushed back against him, thrusting his finger deeper inside her. They groaned together as she enveloped his thick finger.

  “I think that’s your answer.” Jasper chuckled, his hand cupped her naked breast. He pulled on the tip, sending a surge of heat through her to settle deep in her pelvis. “That and how much her pussy is clenching me right now. I’d guess she more than likes it.”

  “You really are the girl for us.” She glanced over her shoulder, expecting to see a big grin on Logan’s face to go with his cocky words. Instead the look he gave her was far more serious, deeper somehow, while still being hot as hell.

  “You ready for this, sweet girl?”

  She nodded. She’d never been more ready for anything in her life. Being with them, complete as one, was all she wanted. In a dingy barn, in Logan’s big king-size bed, in the car at the drive-in, for the rest of her life.

  “I’ll go slow. Let me know if you want to stop.” She nodded, acknowledging Logan’s words the best she could, even though she couldn’t think of a reason she might want to stop.

  Jasper’s big eyes blinked up at her. His fingers traced a featherlight line across her cheeks, her chin, and her lips, the care written across his face. His eyes watched her so intently she knew she’d never have to say stop. Before she even thought the word, Jasper would intercede. She never had to worry in their arms. She trusted them more than anything else in this world, easing her few fears from her mind.

  Logan’s cock brushed against her anus, and she fought the urge to jump away. It was such a natural idea, to fight letting something in there, it was hard to ignore. But this was what she wanted. She wanted to be with both of them. Breathing deep, she focused on relaxing her muscles as he pressed the head of his cock against her asshole and pushed in.

  She whimpered as the first inch entered her. The burn of his entry ripped through her, her muscles stretching to accommodate him. The sensation was unlike anything she’d ever experienced before. But in the space of three deep breaths the sensation twisted, morphing from pain into something else. Not exactly pleasure, but not pain any longer either.

  “That’s it, sweet girl.” He sunk in a little deeper, the throb intensifying. “Let me into this sweet ass of yours.” He pushed a little deeper with each twist of his hips, holding her still, forcing her to accept every inch of him.

  Slowly, his movements turned from burning to pleasure. The two twisted together, tightening around her insides, until she couldn’t think. A deep throb thumped through her entire body, the pleasure circulating through every cell. Her pussy clenched, eliciting a bit-off curse from beneath her.

  “Does that feel good, sweetheart?” Jasper’s rust drawl was accompanied by his fingers rubbing across her clit. The shock nearly causing her to black out. “Having your ass filled up tight?”

  She moaned, unsure how to answer. The feelings were too complicated and intertwined to pick them apart.

  She never would have thought she’d enjoy something like this. None of her previous boyfriends had suggested it, and neither had she. But then again, none of her previous boyfriends had been Logan and Jasper. The two men she trusted more than anyone else in the world.

  Logan let out a long low growl as he sank in the last inch. His hands squeezed her hips so hard pain echoed from the spot, but she didn’t care. All she could think of was Logan inside her, along with Jasper. They were all together, as one. As they were meant to be.

  The sweetness of their hold filled her with an emotion much deeper than sex, or need or lust. She bit her lip to stop from blurting out the only word she could use to describe the emotion. Love. It wasn’t the right time to say something so important. There were too many emotions clouding the moment. She wanted to pick the right time to tell them. So they’d always know she truly meant it.

  Halting, Logan propped his head on her shoulder, his breath deep and gasping against her skin. The effect she had on him was as obvious and substantial as the one they had over her.

  “Are you all right?” Logan’s voice was so rough, it almost sounded like he was in pain.

  “I’m so full.” They filled every part of her. Her body, her heart, her very soul. It scared the shit out of her, just as much as it made her want to scream out with joy.

  “But it feels good, right, sweetheart?” Jasper brushed the hair back from her face, forcing her back to reality. His dark eyes scanned her face, searching for an answer.

  Good didn’t begin to describe the feeling she had. They hadn’t invented a word yet that captured it. So instead she only nodded.

  Then Logan shifted. Just a small thrust, but still the friction of his cock moving against her sensitive nerves sent her flying. She thought it had been good before. But this, this was so much more.

  “More.” She arched back into him, lengthening his drive into her tingling ass. “I want more.”

  “Whatever our lady wants.” Logan retreated again, withdrawing almost all the way out before tunneling back into her.

  “Our lady gets.” Jasper did the same, sliding out of her pussy, before thrusting back in, releasing his own groan as he did so.

  She focused on staying conscious as they moved together, setting a rhythm that had her gasping. Just as one would retreat, the other would shove in, never leaving her empty or alone. Each thrust from one pushed her into the other. They worked in tandem so seamlessly, it was hard for her to remember they’d never done this before. That the three of them hadn’t been together, like this, always.

  Gripping Jasper’s shoulders, she anchored herself as their speed slowly increased. Their chests rumbled against hers, sweat dripping down their bodies. Logan shoved his cock farther up her ass, pressing her into Jasper. The brush of his pelvic bone across her clit sent a shock of electricity through her body. Everything inside her clenched around her men.

  “Oh god.” Logan stabbed his fingernails into her sides. His breath panted against her neck. “I’m so fucking close.”

  “I know, me, too.” Jasper looked up at her with hungry eyes. His jaw clenched, strain written in every muscle of his face. “How about you, sweetheart?”

  “I’ve been close since the minute you were inside me.”

  “Thank god,” Logan moaned against her skin. He reached around to her chest, pinching her nipples, gifting her with a shot of heat that raced from her breast to coil in her pussy.

  “Then let’s get this party going.” When she glared at him—any man describing sex as a party definitely deserved a glare—he only smiled. “The sooner we make you come, sweetheart, the sooner we can start all over again.”

  “Good save,” she muttered, though her irritation was lost as Jasper brushed his fingers against her clit, hauling a moan from the bottom of her lungs.

  “Come for us, sweet girl.” Logan continued twisting her nipples as he thrust in
to her ass. His motions picked up speed, his fingers squeezing with more urgency.

  “You look so beautiful when you come.” His words were more a strangled groan as he skimmed his fingers across her clit again. “We love to watch you come. Over and over.”

  He pushed down, and the pressure set her off. It was all too much. She couldn’t hold back anymore, not even if she tried. And she wasn’t trying. She wanted it all. She wanted everything they had to give and more. Forever.

  She held on to Jasper as the waves of pleasure ripped through her, turning her body into a quivering mass. She sucked in deep breaths as they continued to thrust into her. Moving faster, pushing deeper. Jasper lasted three more thrusts, Logan held on for five, before they both screamed around her. Their deep masculine growls were the most erotic sounds she’d ever heard.

  As their bodies settled, they wrapped their arms around her, holding her together. She basked in the sensations of their arms around her, their hands smoothing across her skin.

  Somewhere inside she knew they should get up. They were laying together partially naked in a drafty barn in the middle of December. They should run back into the house as soon as they could, to get warm. And a hardy snack seemed appropriate right now, too. But she didn’t want to get up. She felt way too good to move. The heat their bodies created was enough to keep her comfortable.

  “Are you happy, sweet girl?” Logan brushed the hair back from her neck, placing a soft kiss on the spot where her shoulder and neck met.

  She nodded, snuggling deeper into Jasper’s chest. “Yes. Really happy.” Happier than she’d ever thought she could be.

  “It won’t be easy. The three of us being together.” Jasper tightened his arm around her a fraction more, in a soothing protective way that had her whole body singing. “But we’ll make it work.”

  She nodded against his chest. “I know.” It would be hard. But Riley knew about hard. She’d never walked the easy path, and so far, it had worked out. She’d ended up with a great family, a passion, and with these two amazing men. If that’s where hard led her, she could deal with a little more.