Page 16 of Snowed In with her Mountain Men

JAXON

I watched her strip, devouring every last inch of her with my eyes. Her body was absolutely perfect. Soft curves, smooth skin, full, well-rounded breasts. She stepped out of her panties, then shed the T-shirt. When she fluffed out that beautiful golden hair, I nodded, subtly.

“Good girl,” I growled, throatily. “Now, c’mere.”

She walked slowly, crossing one delicious thigh in front of the other, her eyes still fixated between my legs. She wanted me solely for it, and that was okay. She was about to get it.

But first…

I reached out when she was within range, yanked her to the bed, and planted my mouth on hers.

The kiss was explosive, her mouth soft and pliant as I rolled my lips against hers.

Camryn whimpered a little as I pulled her into bed with me, curling her body against mine.

I slid an arm down her back, cupping her ass as the kiss continued.

My fingers traveled further, delving between those cheeks.

Down and down they went, eventually brushing that slick, warm channel…

She moaned into my mouth as I slipped two fingers inside.

Wow.

And my God, she was sopping wet.

I could only imagine the filthy parade of things my friends had done to her, lying here in bed, listening to their grunts and cries.

But I was being patient. Waiting my turn.

I wanted her wholly, fully, in all the same ways Ryder and Oakley had had her.

But also, in some ways I knew that they hadn’t.

Camryn was still moaning into my mouth when I lifted her up and planted her straight down on my dick. Her eyes flared wildly. Her throat let out a strangled little gasp, with maybe even a touch of fear, as I pierced her all the way to the very core of her essence.

And holy fuck… she felt so warm, wet and incredible, wrapped snugly around me.

“Jaxon…”

She mouthed my name softly, and reached for me with both hands.

I reached up and took those hands in mine.

Our fingers interlaced, squeezing tightly, as I bounced her gently up and down, getting used to the feel of her.

We fucked like this for a few minutes, holding hands, just staring into each other’s eyes.

The last of the fear eventually gave way to pleasure, as she grew accustomed to my length and thickness.

Her fingers relaxed as she let go, and her hands slid to my body for support. They roamed a bit, lingering along the muscles of my arms and shoulders before her palms settled heavily over both sides of my chest.

Then, as I suspected she would, Camryn began to really fuck me.

Damn.

Her body shifted forward and back, but it also surged up and down in slow, wonderful circles.

It was like the greatest carnival ride of all time.

I watched those hips until I couldn’t take it anymore, then grabbed onto them with both hands.

Her skin was silk beneath my fingers, but the way her pussy gripped me was driving me crazy.

It swallowed me whole at the bottom of every stroke, as I sternly ordered myself not to let go.

Holy fuck.

Who was this girl, and how had she landed in my bed?

I didn’t know, and right now I didn’t care.

Whatever planet she’d picked this technique up from, I seriously needed to go there.

To my surprise, I learned that my hands were no longer on her hips — they were clutching the sheets like claws.

A war was waging in the pleasure center of my brain, as I literally begged myself not to come.

And then I felt her contract around me, and sweet relief rolled over my brain. Camryn’s head snapped forward, bringing an avalanche of shimmering blonde hair with it. Her hands squeezed my chest, her thighs went tight, and she made guttural noises that only an animal in heat could possibly make.

When she finally threw her head back and screamed, I felt like a fucking rock star.

I held her throughout her orgasm, letting her do her thing.

She continued grinding away with her hips, still moving in circles, still pistoning up and down.

But she was doing it slow, now. She was savoring that sweet, unwinding part of a woman’s climax that was always so magical to me, as her hips rotated and her body spasmed, and those sensual lips parted slightly in a pouty, pretty little ‘O.’

My thoughts were conflicted, even as my own rising arousal dragged me kicking and screaming, closer to orgasm.

I hadn’t wanted her here for several reasons, the least of which was in the event of something like this.

She was just too beautiful, too adorable, too much of a distraction.

I couldn’t blame any of us for wanting her, but wanting her took away from our goal, and our goal was already slipping away.

Still, I didn’t want this woman here for another reason; one that had nothing to do with what the three of us were trying to accomplish.

I wanted her gone because being here was simply too dangerous.

Whoever had left those tracks in the woods was getting bolder, and edging closer to the house.

They were a complete unknown, and that concerned me enough.

Even worse than that however, was the disquieting fact that they seemed totally unafraid.

My mind drifted invariably back to my dick, still comfortably ensconced in the blast furnace of her womb. Camryn’s beautiful blue eyes fluttered open, and awareness returned. They focused on me as if seeing me for the very first time.

“Come in me.”

Oh my fucking God.

Her wicked hips started up again, doing that churning, rolling, washing machine thing that she’d learned in some other universe.

I couldn’t take it. I tried to prolong the pleasure, but the prolonging was only agony.

Besides, I was defying her direct order; something she made me very aware of as she leaned forward, pressed her tits to my chest, and hovered those wet, pouty lips only a inch away from mine.

“I’m not asking, Jaxon,” she whispered, her eyes flaring dangerously. “I’m telling you.”

She kissed me softly, and I felt those lips curl into a demonic smile. And then that was it. That’s all it took. Surrender had never been sweeter as I lay back, stiffened all over, and let that warm wave of familiar endorphins finally wash over my brain.

Fuuuuuuck!

I came like the world was ending, and maybe it was.

One second I was desperately trying to kiss her back, the next I was exploding inside her, filling her with long, powerful jets of my hot, sticky seed.

She was already so wet, already a mess, and maybe that’s what made it even better for me.

There was a strange, twisted exhilaration in knowing she’d given herself so freely to all three of us, one by one by one.

And as confusing as that initially seemed, it was an excitement I looked forward to exploring some more.

Camryn rode out the entire length of my orgasm, using those talented hips to drain every last drop I had. Eventually I pulled her down to the pillow beside me, and for the next minute or two we just stared at each other in silence, sharing a secret smile.

“I guess I should—”

I shushed her with my finger, then slid a protective arm over that warm, womanly body. I curled my hand beneath her waist, locking her in, pinning her against me whether she liked it or not.

She was our guest here now, and I supposed nothing could be done about it. She could live in the house. Sleep in Sarge’s bed. Come and go as she pleased.

But for right now at least, she wasn’t going anywhere.