Seth's cock was just as impressive as Landon's, although his was a touch longer. The thatch of hair at the base was darker than on his head.
"Don't get shy on us now," Seth countered.
"I'm not being shy, I just don't know what to do. I mean, I've done this before, but with quite a bit less depth of skill or variety."
Placing my hands on Landon's chest, I moved them slowly over the soft skin and felt the hard play of muscles beneath.
"You're doing just fine," he said, and I felt his cock pulse against my belly.
"She likes you better than me," Seth said. When I glanced up, I saw him pouting, but when he winked, I knew he was joking.
Landon's hand came to my waist and before I had a chance to cry out, I was flipped onto my back, my head on the pillows, as two men loomed over me. Two naked men.
Sliding a hand up the inside of my leg, Landon hooked the back of my knee so I was spread wide. Their gazes rested squarely on me.
"Such a pretty pussy," Seth commented. "Landon's got your taste on his tongue. It's my turn."
I frowned, confused, but Seth maneuvered himself between my legs, lowered himself so that his head hovered right above me. There.
"Seth, what are you doing?" I breathed.
His pale brow winged up. "You've never had a man eat your pussy?"
I shook my head. With my hair tucked behind my back, I had to lift up, pull it out from behind so it laid in a wild tangle on the pillow.
"Landon may have kissed your mouth first, but I get to be the first to kiss your pussy." He grinned. "Lucky me."
I was definitely embarrassed. It was one thing to let the men touch my body and bring me to climax, it was quite another to be completely bare, my thighs spread lewdly and Seth's head directly between. He could see everything.
"You're wet and I love your scent." I couldn't reply to Seth's words because he put his mouth on me and all that escaped was a breathy moan. My hands moved to his head, not sure if I was pushing him away or pulling him closer.
"Oh my god," I cried when he licked over the sensitive flesh Landon had worked with his thumb.
"She's going to scream again," Landon said, moving up the bed so he could kiss me, to cover the sounds I was now making.
I couldn't help it. What Seth was doing felt so good. My toes tingled and my body felt empty. Landon had put his finger in me, but now, I clenched down on nothing. I wanted more. The thought of their cocks filling me had me shifting my hips. Aching for them.
Seth lifted his head long enough to say, "You'll come for me and then I'll fuck you. You want my cock?"
I couldn't respond, so I tightened my grip on his hair, pushed him back toward me. He took that as a yes and returned to his work. Perspiration bloomed on my skin, my nipples hardened. I was climbing again, Seth's skill with his mouth matched Landon's work with his fingers. I was going to come. I recognized it now, wasn't afraid of the intensity of the feelings.
And when I did come, I was thankful for Landon's mouth on mine, for I did scream. Again. The feelings of bliss that washed over me were incredible. Different than from Landon's fingers. More intimate, but no less incredible.
When I lay relaxed and replete, Landon shifted on the bed so he was sitting against the headboard, propped up with a pillow behind his back. He'd positioned me in front of him-it was easy for him to do with me so languid-my back to his chest so we were both looking at Seth. With deft moves of his feet, Landon hooked my ankles and spread me wide, wider so Seth could move between.
Seth's motions were swift, as if he'd been holding himself back until now. His cock was a deep plum color, a vein pulsed along the length and fluid seeped from the slit at the tip. He wanted me. There was no question, but he was big.
Perhaps he saw the concern in my eyes, for he settled into place, put his hands on my hips to lift me up as he wanted, shifted his hips so the flared head of his his cock nudged my entrance. He looked at me, grinned.
"Don't worry, sweetheart. You were made for us. We got you all nice and soft for our cocks."
Slowly, he entered me, one patient thrust of his hips. I squirmed a little, shifting to adjust to being opened so much. It had been a while since I'd taken a man and my body was unaccustomed. I watched the tense play of his jaw, the intensity in his pale gaze. Sweat slid down his temple and I felt the firm grip of his fingers on my hips.
When he slid in all the way, he stilled, looked at me, then over my head at Landon. "She's perfect. God, she's rippling around me." He laughed, although it was shaky. "Sweetheart, if you keep doing that, it'll be over far too soon."
Intentionally, I clenched down on him.
He groaned and in that moment, I felt so powerful. I reduced him to mindless sounds.
"That's it," he replied and began to move. "You're getting fucked now, sweetheart."
If fucking meant he held me still as he drove into me, hard, then harder still, the sound of our flesh slapping together, then I loved it. I loved to be fucked. This was hot and carnal, rough and wild. And when Landon cupped my breasts and began to play with my nipples as he started saying dark and dirty things in my ear about what he planned to do to me next, I never wanted it to end.
My eyes fell closed and I gave myself over to them in this. I trusted them to give me just what I needed to come. Again. They weren't stingy about seeing to my pleasure, but the way Seth was almost wild in his motions, I knew he'd given over to his basest need.
"Yes, Seth. More," I breathed, needing him to rub against me every time he filled me up. He shifted my hips, adjusting the angle of his entry and I came. Instantly. There was no scream this time, for I had no energy for the sound.
I felt Seth thicken and still deep inside me, heard his growl as he came. Felt the heat of his seed as it flooded me.
Our breathing was ragged and our flesh was slick and clung together. After he recovered somewhat, he pulled out. Landon spun me about again so I was on my back and he loomed over me.
"My turn," he said, not waiting one moment longer than necessary to fill me. He slid in easily, even with his wide girth, aided by Seth's copious emissions. "Someday, sweetheart, we'll take you together. I think neither of us are patient enough to wait too long."
"Together?"
Landon's hand slipped around my bottom and touched me at the darkest of places.
"Landon!" I cried, my eyes flaring wide.
He grinned in response, shifted his cock and I clenched down. He hissed.
"We'll take you here, too. Seth will fuck your pussy and I'll claim your ass. Did Orville take you there?"
Fuck me … in my bottom? "People do that?" I asked, my voice high.
"We will. Not now." He pulled back, thrust deep. "Now, it's time to come again."
I blinked at him. "I don't know if I can, come again, I mean," I whispered.
He lowered his head, kissed me, and I felt the soft rasp of his beard. When he met my eyes again, I saw heat there. Passion. "You're going to come all night long."
I groaned, worried I wouldn't be able to survive. As Landon pulled back, then thrust deep, I knew it would be a good way to go.
CHAPTER SIX
Maddie
I awoke to the sounds of someone in my room. Startled, I sat upright in bed. Two thoughts came to me at once. I was naked and there were two men in my room. Then the fog of sleep cleared and I remembered what happened. The entire night, every carnal action, every bit of pleasure came rushing back.
They both turned to look at me, grinned. Pulling up the edge of the sheet, I covered myself.
"Don't be shy now, sweetheart," Landon said. He was fully dressed, and Seth was tucking in his shirt.
I ran my hand over my face, pushed my hair back. "Sorry. I'm not used to this."
"I should hope not," Seth said, coming around the bed to give me a quick kiss on the cheek. "Nothing more than that … for now." He winked. "We have to get going."
I gasped, remembering what I was to do today. The robbery. Hastily, I slid from the bed, grabbed my shift from the floor, pulled it over my head. I felt their gazes on me, knew they were seeing my every move. I was a little embarrassed, even after what we'd done together, but I was in a hurry. "Yes, I am to meet my friend."
"Of course," Landon said. He retrieved a gun from the dresser. I stared at it, panicked he'd discovered my weapon. "You'll do that, just as we have our meeting about our next job, but we all have a stop to make first."
I watched as he put on his gun belt, tucked the gun into the holster slung low on his right hip.
"Stop?" I asked, licking my lips, my eyes focused squarely on the gun. Why did he need a gun? He hadn't been wearing it the day before.
Seth went to a leather bag in the corner, pulled out a gun belt of his own.
"With the sheriff."
Oh god, they knew. They'd fucked me all night long and somehow they knew I was a bank robber. No. They couldn't know. How could they? They were just … men.