Page 15 of Snowed In with her Mountain Men

CAMRYN

They spent the rest of the night passing me back and forth, kissing me, touching me, worshiping me with their mouths and bodies.

At times I was treated like a princess, crying orgasmically into my pillow.

Other times I was treated more as a personal plaything; the boys’ own perverted little toy.

Both scenarios thrilled me equally, but in different ways.

And both left me utterly breathless, chest heaving, laying in a puddle of my own arousal.

At one point Ryder lost it while pounding me deep, and I felt him pulsing away inside me.

He withdrew immediately as if he’d committed a crime, awkwardly spurting the rest of his hot seed all over my quivering stomach.

His look of alarm caused me to burst out laughing in the middle of his climax.

When I assured him it was okay; that I was safely on the pill, he slipped back inside me to ride out the remainder of his half-ruined orgasm.

But not before pinning my wrists to the bed, and hovering over me, mouth to mouth, in a way that soon had me contracting around him.

After that the floodgates were opened for us, both literally and figuratively.

Once they’d both been sated, finally burying their seed inside me, I took charge of the next round.

I did this by pushing them on their backs, side by side, and making each of them watch as I went down on the other.

No one was left out, of course. I had two hands as well as a mouth, plus a pair of very sexy bedroom eyes I utilized to the fullest. Their grunts and groans were only one way I could tell when they were close, and each time they were, I’d wink fiendishly and switch to the other.

Blowing them together made me feel powerful, and at least temporarily in charge.

I decided I loved it so much I’d bring each of them off in my mouth, which is exactly what I did.

Recovery was swift, and retaliation brutal.

I was shocked at how fast they were on me again, and how quickly they took charge of my body in all new ways.

I was destroyed in every possible position, and from every conceivable angle, both on the bed and even off.

At one point Ryder held me in his arms, while Oakley fucked me from a standing position.

He eventually returned the favor, then helped pin me to the wall so they could both ravage me that way, too.

I was bent mercilessly over the bed. Fucked from behind with my wrists pulled backward, looking dreamily out the icy window.

Ryder grunted like an animal, filling me for a second time, then smacked my ass and passed me to his friend before I could even recover.

Oakley finished me on the floor, my thighs spread wide for him.

He stared into my unblinking eyes as I came powerfully hard, crying out in a euphoria so pure, I covered my own mouth.

I shouldn’t have bothered, though. He grinned like a rogue, as he yanked my hand away.

“Scream as loud as you want. There’s no one around for miles.”

He came immediately afterward, staring straight into my soul. I bit my lip sensually as he added even more of his warmth and wetness, then somehow found the words to urge him on.

I don’t even remember being carried back to the bed.

The two them lay there and held me for a while, spooning me from both sides.

Satiated and smiling, I allowed my consciousness to drift on its own, fading in and out of my dopamine-addled brain.

It was a fairytale ending to the most perfect fantasy.

The end result of a long string of interconnected decisions; and ones I thanked every lucky star for having somehow made.

Who knows what time it was when the mattress eventually shifted again.

I looked up, and the boys were silently gathering their things.

They left the room half dressed, and disappeared into the shadows of the hall.

I lay back for several minutes just staring at the ceiling, wondering how long it would take the room to smell like anything but sex again.

After more fun contemplation, I longed for the bathroom. Because, well… that should be obvious. I got up, gathered some clean clothes, and flipped on my phone’s flashlight. Then, moving silently, I made my way into the hall.

A shower right now would be the perfect end to an imperfect day. The water would be hot, and the soap would feel good on my skin. Enshrouded by clouds of warmth-giving steam, I could wash away my sins. And who knew? Maybe I’d even keep a few. You know, just for funzies.

I was halfway to the bathroom when my phone dinged with an instant message.

You still up?

I froze in my tracks, and looked left. The message was from Jaxon. I’d just passed his room.

Shit.

I could lie, but he probably knew it was me. He’d heard me in the hall. A minute or two from now, he’d wonder why the shower kicked on.

Yeah. Can’t sleep.

I typed the message not knowing what else to say. It was true, I supposed.

Come to my room.

I blinked at the message, reading it twice.

Now?

His answer came back immediately.

Yes, now.

I swallowed, hard. Did he know? If so, what would he say? And what in the devil’s flaming asshole could I possibly say back to him?

I stared at the phone as if demanding some sort of answer. Jaxon’s message stared back at me impassively, urging me to do something. There were no more blinking ellipses. No more messages forthcoming.

Fuck it.

Backtracking, I pushed his bedroom door open and slipped inside. For some unknown reason I closed it behind me.

“What’s up?” I prodded, as I turned around. “I was just—”

Time stopped. Everything stood still.

Holy fucking—

Jaxon lay on his back in the middle of his bed, his incredible, unclothed body partially illuminated by a ray of streaming moonlight. But it wasn’t his naked body my eyes focused on first. It was the enormous erection he was sporting.

And not just sporting, either. But gripping tightly in one huge hand.

No way.

His manhood was incredibly long and deliciously thick. So much so, that he probably needed two hands.

“I… I ummm…”

I stood there and watched, as Jaxon slowly stroked himself, top to bottom. His palm traveled the entire length of his shaft, which twitched in response to even the slightest touch.

At the same time, my own hands moved in tandem, completely unbidden, in a race to clap themselves over my mouth.

“Oh please,” he said simply. “Are you really going to pearl-clutch after what you’ve just been through?”

I didn’t know what to say, what to do. So I just stood there, my heart hammering away in my chest.

“W—What?”

“I heard,” Jaxon declared casually. “I know. It’s okay, really. But if they’re both getting a piece of that beautiful ass…” he looked me up and down. “Well, I want my share, too.”

I was beyond stunned. His words twisted in my belly, reigniting the fire there. All the while, I kept watching his hand, which hadn’t stopped moving. I couldn’t stop staring at it, as he slowly pumped it up and down that strong, thick shaft.

“If you’re not into it, that’s fine,” Jaxon said. “You can go. I just thought since we were sharing food and sharing showers, and now sharing bedrooms, too? That maybe…”

He dropped his hand away, leaving nothing between my eyes and the beautiful erection jutting up from his hard, rippled abdomen. It was perfect. Beyond perfect. And bigger than anything I’d ever seen.

The butterflies in my stomach returned, and this time they brought friends. They made the decision for me, which really wasn’t a decision at all. The clothing in my hand dropped to the floor in a small pile. Mechanically, I dropped my phone down on top of it.

Then I stepped forward, and began rolling my come-soaked panties down my trembling thighs.