Lumberjack Weekend(Divine Creek Ranch 21)(35)

“You know what we want, little nymph. If you won’t obey, maybe I should let the others punish you and then break you in. Hmm?”

He smiled at her tiny muffled whimper. Her hands fisted the lightweight cover on the bed as she arched her back, lifted her ass, and displayed her pussy to them. A groan rose in his throat when arousal dripped from her as her tight pussy muscles flexed and contracted. Her clit was already a swollen little nub, poking out a little and begging for attention. Lucas hummed in approval as he unzipped his jeans.

“Damn,” one of the others whispered.

The first lumberjack said, “You have a beautiful pussy, little one. If the others don’t show up, I’m going to be in serious pain. You wouldn’t leave me that way, would you?”

Josh leveled a glare at him, and the man winked, reminding him this was safe, sane, and consensual role play.

Violet froze, but then she whispered, “My sisters will come.”

Another of the lumberjacks said, “I hope so because, if they don’t, you’ll be coming all day.”

The others murmured agreement as Josh opened the tube of lubricating gel. “Arch your back for me, nymph. Show me all of your pretty pussy and your snug, little ass.”

A shaky hand reached back to cover herself, but she stopped in time. “My ass? I haven’t…”

Frowning, he glanced at Lucas and saw his concern as well. He’d assumed when she’d voiced a ménage fantasy that anal play would be a given. Lucas placed a reassuring hand on her back as she wilted a little. There were questions needing answers, but they’d worked hard to craft this fantasy for her, and he didn’t want to lose the momentum of the scene.

Lucas caressed her and said, “Yes, sweet one. We plan to take your ass, your pussy, everything, both of us, inside you at the same time.” His hand slid to her breast and trapped her nipple between his fingers and tugged. He glanced at Josh and then leaned close and whispered, “We’ll take good care of you. Can you trust us?”

She turned toward Lucas and nuzzled his cheek with her lips and whispered, “I do, just…go slow?”

“Show me, baby girl,” Josh murmured. After a moment’s hesitation, she arched her back again, displaying her pussy and tight little asshole, and a sigh left her lips. He valued her trust but wanted answers…later.





Chapter Nine




Feeling exposed and oh so vulnerable, Violet waited as she presented herself to them. The thought of all of those men seeing her should’ve made her scramble to cover herself up, but the truth was their presence sharpened the heat, gave it an extra—slightly scary—edge. The dress, which sagged down her arms and pooled around her hips, left nothing to the imagination, except for all the erotic images rioting behind her closed eyelids.

Rough fingertips stroked her pussy, and she shuddered as she heard footsteps and the shift of bodies around the bed. They’re moving so they can see better! A low groan with a husky, sexy edge to it sent shivers sizzling along her spine and made her arch into the fingers stroking her. Those rough fingertips teased her, sliding against her engorged flesh enough to part her lips but not enough to slip in. Her pussy convulsed and felt so swollen. A hot blush filled her cheeks as she imagined the scene. How far would Josh and Lucas go in the presence of those men?

Those fingers returned, and she whimpered as one then two fingers delved into her opening.

“Oooohhh,” she moaned, hearing masculine murmuring over the sounds she made.

A hot, hard body curved around her on one side, making contact with her from hip to shoulder, and her hair was gathered into a bundle and wrapped around a hand. The gentle tug on the strands sent an exquisitely pleasurable shiver through her, and her skin tightened with goose bumps. Turning to that side, she brushed her lips against him and smiled. “Josh.”

“How do you know it’s me, baby girl?” he asked in a husky rasp, sounding pleased.

“You call me baby girl, but also your scent, and the way you’re holding my hair. You did that the other night, wrapping it around your hand.”

“You like it?” When she simply nodded, he tugged on it slightly and said, “Tell me.”

How could she describe the way she loved feeling tethered to him, to Lucas, with other men nearby? It might be a kinky gathering but—

He jerked a little harder, drawing her attention away from her internal debate, and she said, “I love having my hair played with. My scalp is very sensitive, and I get all shivery when you handle my hair. It makes me sensitive everywhere.”

“That’s useful information,” Lucas said. His chuckle was so sexy, and she reached across the mattress for him, happy when he grasped her hand. “Love those dimples, baby.”