Doms of Dark Haven 2: Western Night (23 page)

After a moment he regained control and held himself upright on shaky legs. Again she touched him, brushing along the skin of his shaft and then encircling him with her fingers. She twisted her hand as she stroked his shaft. His jeans slipped down, and he stepped out of them, opening his eyes to watch Holly in gratitude and disbelief.

“Put my cock your mouth. Suck…gently.” He wasn’t ready to come yet; he wanted to savor the experience.

She slipped her hands down and cupped his balls. Hunter panted and once again nearly melted as he was enfolded by her wet, warm mouth. She stroked with her tongue along the bottom of his cock, trailing along the intricate tracery of veins. Her suction was gentle but enough to cause blood to roar through him. He heard only the rush of his pulse in his ears. His entire focus was on that single point of his body where she touched him.

Holly sucked, sliding up and down, squeezing her hand around the base. His hips involuntarily thrust to meet her mouth. It was blissful and beyond what he’d fantasized.

“Stop. Now Tex.”

Hunter ached at the sudden loss of her mouth. Her hand remained, stroking lightly as Holly began to work Tex. She dragged her lips down the length of his erection, and she occasionally looked up at his face, seeking direction.

Tex groaned loudly. He dropped his head back and buried his hand in her dark hair. She was rougher with him, pumping him harder, letting him fuck her mouth freely. Desperately Hunter clasped her fingers where they wrapped around his cock and squeezed hard at the base.

“Back to me.”

Without pause, she swiveled on her knees and changed position. Hunter shuddered at the entire experience—the sounds, the scents of their bodies, the feel of her mouth on his most sensitive places. She moved faster, keeping her hand on Tex, pumping him at the same pace she went down on Hunter. Automatically he angled his hips, closing the space between himself and Tex.

“Switch.”

At his command, she moved again. Gradually the men drew closer. Hunter leaned against Tex for support, and their cocks bumped against each other’s, and he didn’t care. No flash of panic ran through him. The other man’s entire sexual focus was on the woman who knelt at their feet. Tex’s breath was rough and ragged, his tanned skin flushed with arousal. Hunter looked down at Holly. Sweat bloomed over her face; the fair skin over her chest was pink. Her dark blue eyes were huge in her face when she looked up at him.

Tex groaned. “Almost there?”

Hunter nodded. He’d been there since they’d started!

“Holly, bring us both… Use your hands.” Hunter spoke through clenched teeth.

Obediently she pulled her face back and pumped them both in a fast, matching rhythm. Once he’d given himself permission to climax, it came fast, faster than Tex’s. His muscles contracted, his back flexed, and through a haze of sexual pleasure, he watched seed spurt from his body to splash Holly’s shoulder and chest. He came and he came, and at some point, Tex was coming as well, his pleasure voiced in harsh groans. The men leaned against each other, and somehow they managed to stay upright. Hunter had one hand on Holly’s shoulder, the other fisted into Tex’s shirt. He opened his eyes and looked down. Holly still held them loosely. She looked from him to Tex. Her eyes sparkled, and her lips were swollen. She was elated.

“You’re a mess.” He felt shaky and weak. She glanced down at the milky semen on her skin and then back up into their faces.

“You marked me.” Her voice held wonderment.

“Yeah, I guess we did.” Tex reached out and slid a finger down her chest, leaving a trail through the shining fluid. “Guess that means you’re ours.” He offered his finger, and she opened her mouth to lick their mixed seed from his hand.

“I’m yours.”

Shaken, Hunter broke away from the two and slid to the pallet of furs that covered the bed. He knew otherwise. Yes, they’d marked Holly, but she wasn’t theirs. They were hers. He watched as Tex cleaned her off and then helped her to her feet. Hunter stretched and grinned, feeling the sumptuous slide of fur against his skin. This time, being owned didn’t feel so bad.

They wound around into one another, three naked bodies luxuriating in the animal furs. Holly felt like she was in a den, warm and safe and comfortable. Tex had his head resting on her shoulder, and he skimmed his hand down her body. At her other side, Hunter was propped on his elbow, looking down their bodies. His long leg tangled between hers.

Both men were fully erect, their cocks thick and heavy, gleaming in the dim light. They were as nature created them—uncut, and the sparse hair on their bodies was soft and untrimmed. She’d seen them nude before, but never in this context. Not while they were hungry for her.

Tex was muscular, lean, but bulked up from the heavy work he’d performed for so many years. He moved, and the light played up the golden highs and lows of his body. In keeping with the color scheme that nature had blessed him with, blond hair scattered his chest, trailing down to the nest at his groin.

Hunter was also muscular, but less delineated. He was made for moving swiftly, running and tracking through forests. His body was nearly hairless, his skin brown and rich. She suspected he had a good deal of Native American in his lineage. It showed in the arrogant tilt of his cheekbones and the arch of his nose.

She twined her fingers with theirs and rested them on her belly. So many months of tension—learning to work, to ride the bus, to pay the bills. All that tension was suddenly put to rest. She was loose and happy and content. Her glowing arousal was banked. But not for long.

Tex cupped her breast with his work-roughened hand, and she gasped when he plucked the nipple. Immediately Hunter caught her breath with his kiss. A hand…Hunter’s…smoothed the skin between her legs, then gently moved up to delve between her lips.

“So wet.”

“Wet enough?” Tex’s voice was lazy and low. “Wet enough for two?” He looked up at her. “Time for that plug to go.”

She rolled to her side, barely stifling a moan when Tex found the base of the plug and pulled it free of her body.

She ached. She was empty. Holly needed to be filled. Her heart stuttered and then raced. It was happening. This morning she’d woken up, gone to work, and then come to the club; her world was as normal as it could get. But tonight she had been hunted and captured, tied up, dominated, and pleasured. Now she was about to give herself to the men who had ruled her very existence for so long. Briefly panic flared, but she easily chased it back.

This was where she belonged.

Tex moved away, leaving a cold space at her back. She heard the sounds of a drawer opening.

Hunter gave a slight growl. “We don’t need condoms.” The foil packets landed on the bed.

“We don’t need them, but the club requires them.” Tex tore the foil, and she turned her head and watched as he slipped the sheath over his cock. “And believe me, given what we’re about to do, you’ll be glad for it.” His smile showed a bit of fang. His control was at the edge. “Holly, put it on him. Then straddle him.”

Her heart jumped; her belly twisted. Holly opened the packet and followed Tex’s instructions. Hunter looked a bit angry, and she realized he’d probably never had occasion to use a condom before. She focused on the sheath, easing it over his swollen head as gently as possible. When she was finished, Holly straddled his hips. She glanced at Tex, who had a feral expression on his face. He radiated jealousy and possession, but he was holding himself tightly under control.

“Take him.”

Holly clasped his base and eased Hunter’s cock into her body. She took a deep breath, stifling her fear. She’d used dildos before, but never, ever had she been penetrated by a man.

He reached up and clasped her arms. Hunter was flushed with his arousal. “God…I don’t know…if I can last…”

“That’s why we went earlier. The condom will help.” Tex was on his knees, reaching out, stroking her back gently. “Take him, darlin’; you’re doing good.”

She rose, used her fingers to open herself wider, and then lowered herself again. And then again. Every time she lowered herself, he slipped in a bit farther. Tentatively she rode him, feeling her inner walls growing wetter and more relaxed. She experimented with angles, finally discovering that elusive G-spot she’d never located with a vibrator. Beneath her, Hunter’s face had gone tight with his pleasure. His hands opened and closed on her arms. He pulled her down, kissing her deeply and completely. She broke away and buried her face in his shoulder.

“Oh…damn…” She felt the orgasm rising swiftly. “Oh…Tex…Hunter…please…
may I
?”

“Hold it.” Tex’s voice was soft in her ear. “Five…four…three…” He paused, and she made a sound that could only be called a squeak. She felt his fingers at her ass; pressure built as one, then two, and then a third invaded her body. He continued counting. “Three…two…one… Holly, come now!”

It washed over her, just as overwhelming as it had been before. More so since Hunter was deep inside her channel and Tex’s slick fingers were buried in her ass.

“Fuuuuckkk…” Every muscle in her body locked, clenching and then releasing. She felt the orgasm deep in her belly, in her womb. She heard voices, felt hands supporting her. She felt…love, and tears ran freely down her face. She opened her eyes to see Hunter watching her, and her heart very nearly shattered. She felt Tex’s kisses on her cheek, and she reached back, needing to feel him…to touch him. Maybe this was heaven. She was certainly seeing stars!

When the orgasm released her, she went limp and slid down onto Hunter, gasping as Tex’s fingers left her. She listened to the sound of her heart as it slowed, to the breath gusting in and out of her lungs. And yet, there was still a cock filling her pussy, and behind her, she felt the tip of Tex’s shaft bumping and sliding along the crack of her ass.

When a cool stream of lube slithered down, she jumped, no longer fatigued, no longer sated. Her heart sped up, and goose bumps spread over her skin.

“Lean forward.” She lay farther down against Hunter, offering her bottom to Tex. “You know how this is done?”

She nodded. “Yeah.” Her voice was a scratchy whisper. Had she screamed?

He pressed, and she pushed out, feeling the shocking sensation of her body accepting the invasion. Unlike the plug he’d inserted, he was warm and pliable, and so very, very large. And she was so full already.

Hunter gave a gasp and a groan, and she knew he was feeling Tex’s cock sliding against his. Her mind reeled with the improbability of the whole thing. If she’d been human, this would have hurt to no end! But she wasn’t human, and it felt…wonderful. He pulled out a bit, and she protested, whimpering when he returned to fuck her deeper and harder.

“Someday, we’ll do this again, but we’ll both be in your pussy. Someday…” His voice went too hoarse to continue.

“Someday, when we want to make a baby…that’s how we’ll do it.” It was Hunter who continued his thought. If she hadn’t been so overwhelmed by the dual penetration, Holly would have been amazed at his words and his willingness. For now, Tex was setting a slow, steady pace, holding the other two captive. When Hunter tried to move, the sensation was nearly too much for her. Ass, G-spot, clit—all were engaged and overstimulated. She cried out.

“You okay, baby?”

She looked down into Hunter’s sweaty face. He looked as wild and overwhelmed as she felt.

“Fine.” She gasped. “Just…faster…”

Tex took her at her word, and the faster he thrust, the deeper, the tighter she felt.

The orgasm started in her belly, then her back. Deep contractions built in her womb. Hands came around, pinching her nipples, making her cry out again. Hunter dug his hands into her hips, moving her in time to Tex’s tempo. She was without words, could only express herself with harsh cries and guttural moans. Deep inside, she grew hotter, wetter, and more desperately coiled.

A hand struck her ass in a sharp slap. She screamed. He slapped, and she screamed again. She heard Hunter’s answering cry. The pain released something deep inside. Tension built till she could barely bear it anymore. Tex’s hand came down in a final, stinging blow.

And then she came. Her vision went dark; stars sparkled and flashed behind her lids. She crashed down on the man beneath her, her teeth sinking into the flesh over his heart. Her hands flexed and claws reached back to score Tex’s bare thigh.

They were coming with her, fierce and savage. Sweat mingled with blood. Scratches stung, nerves hummed with ecstatic pleasure. She forced herself to watch as Hunter came. His eyes had shifted completely; the familiar brown was tinged with gold, the shape slightly altered. Panic flared and then receded as another wave of the climax crashed through him.

Tex had her in a viselike grip, his hips pounding into hers in a rapid, staccato rhythm. He arched, froze, and moaned harshly. Then he sank his sharp teeth into her shoulder. There was a crescendo of pain and ecstasy and sound as the three of them peaked…and then fell.

They were all limp and boneless, melting down into a pile of bodies, nearly indistinguishable from one another. There was an occasional shudder or sigh. A tongue ran over her sweaty skin. Holly’s cheek was sticky with Hunter’s sweat and the blood from the bite she’d left just over his nipple. Tex had his face buried in the crook of her neck. She felt him gently licking the wound on her neck. Hunter had left his mark on her collarbone.

“Hot dayum.” Tex’s voice sounded weak.

She smiled, seconding the sentiment. Hunter began to chuckle. For whatever reason, she joined him. Maybe the happiness just couldn’t be contained.

“I love you…” Three voices uttered the sentiment, slightly dissonant, but completely sincere.

Their cocks were finally soft and slipped gently from her body, leaving her empty but far from alone. Holly let her eyes drop closed, and she dozed, confident that she was in the one, single perfect place in the world.

Chapter Ten

They stood in the lobby of Dark Haven, fully clothed, the sweat and blood washed away from their skin. Yet they smelled like one person—one single entity.