Mallory's Bears(38)

The tips of his eye teeth slipped over his bottom lip.

What is that?

She stared harder, trying to clear her head enough to know that what she saw was only her imagination gone wild from the sex. But before she could force her muddled mind to work, he’d closed his mouth again.

That wonder was soon lost as Gunner eased back, letting the chill of the air waft over her heated pussy. He shimmied underneath her farther, then pressed the tip of his cock against her pussy.

“Get ready, Mallory. I’m going to fuck you until you scream.” He laughed, then plunged his cock inside her, smooth as silk, yet hard as steel. “Cream then scream, baby.”

She was ready for him, and yet, no one could have prepared her for how hard and long he was. He ripped into her, taking her breath away. She did cry out, the sound once again muted by Rick’s cock.

Gunner’s cock stretched her walls, putting up a friction that was unequaled. The wildness, the primal lust that had taken her over from the first moment she’d met them, gained complete control, ridding her of any other emotion. Her body wanted them, and now that she had them, she wouldn’t stop until she’d taken everything they could give.

Making a noise not dissimilar to the growls the men made, she yanked on her restraints, lifted her head and dragged Rick’s cock inside in one fast move. His eyes grew wider and she almost laughed at his ecstatic expression.

Moving against Gunner was impossible with her hands and legs bound. Instead, she rotated her hips, and if she could’ve seen his face, she knew that he would’ve mimicked his brother’s stunned look.

I have you now and I’m never letting go.

She gave control away to her muscles and the craving of her body for theirs. Using her body as she’d never done before, she fought against the rising ebb of her release. She wouldn’t let go before they did. This was her time to please them.

She sensed that Rick’s mind had given way to his body as well. His expression was tense, concentrating. Was he trying to have her climax before him? She whipped her tongue around and over his cock and saw his fortitude shatter with the drop of his jaw.

His gaze met hers just before he gave in.

Squeezing his eyes shut, he paused, then plunged his cock into her mouth again. He drove it to the back of her throat, gagging her, but she managed to hold on. Warm, sweet seed shot outward. She gulped down the richness of him as fast as she could.

He opened his eyes again, the sanity they’d held before was now lost to his orgasm. His body shuddered along with his shaky groan as he pulled away from her, then fell to the side.

“Shit.”

Gunner rammed into her again. Having the butt plug inside her ass along with his cock inside her pussy riveted her to an even higher level of sexual stimulation. Like an out of body experience, she let her body drift away, only to be plunged back into her physical being as the ferocity of his cock slicing into her brought out the screams he’d said he’d earn.

“Rick! Gunner! Oh, God. Please!”

She was lost. Whether she came first or Gunner did, she couldn’t know. Her mind spun out of control, whipped into a whirling top from the frenzy tearing through her body. She screamed again, again calling their names. She’d be satisfied if she spoke no other names for the rest of her life.

Up and over, her climax rolled out of her, coming together with his. They were connected, more than with mere sex, but by a recognition that they were meant for each other and no one else. She didn’t care that they hadn’t spoken words of love. What did it matter when she knew the truth of it, deep in her heart?

Her body splintered apart, the shards of it falling away as her climax shuddered its way outward. Gunner bent over her, the bucking of his release quieting until, at last, he laid his head against her stomach and let out a long sigh filled with satisfaction.

She wasn’t sure how long they stayed that way, with Gunner lying against her, his limp cock still inside her bruised vagina. With one arm slung over her chest, Rick joined them.

“Mallory, stay.”

It wasn’t the words Rick had spoken, but the tender, vulnerable way he’d said them. She swallowed back the urge to let her returning emotions swarm over her.

“I will.”

But for how long?

Holding back that question was one of the hardest things she’d ever done.



* * * *



Mallory understood that Rick and Gunner needed to work the ranch. If she’d thought she could help them, she would’ve offered. But she knew nothing about ranching, other than to recognize cruelty to animals, and that was no longer an issue. She just wished that they didn’t stay away so long, sometimes working all day, then disappearing again at night “to take care of other things.” She assumed that one of those “things” was the wolf that was terrorizing the ranches.