Page 223 of Mountain Men Heroes

Dyson eased me into his arms, his legs spreading to make space for me. His hands brushed over my bare thighs, and it suddenly occurred to me I was only wearing my T-shirt and panties. But when Dyson’s hands slid up to my stomach, I had no time to think about it, lost in the feel of his large hands against my skin.

Eeli shifted onto his knees and, in a movement oddly graceful for such a large man, moved over me.

I spread my legs to make room for him, my knees pressing against Dyson’s. I turned my head a little and Dyson shifted me so my head rested against his shoulder as his mouth captured mine. At the same time, Eeli’s mouth hit my neck, leaving a trail of kisses, nips, and licks.

And I was lost. Lost to the two men holding me—the feel of their hands on my skin, the taste of them, the heat of them against me, the scent of them filling my head.

And the amount of heat boiling through me,

Eeli’s hands skimmed down to the hem of my shirt. He started easing it up and little mewling sounds left my throat.

Dyson’s mouth left mine and I turned to watch Eeli as he inched my shirt up, baring more and more of me to both of them. Dyson sat up a bit, taking my body with his. He eased back down but kept a hand at my waist to keep me from melting back into him.

I wanted to protest, but before I could get a sound out, Eeli moved up my body and yanked my T-shirt with him. He pulled it over my head, bringing my arms up with it as he went. When it cleared my hands, he tossed it behind him.

Dyson pulled me back to him and I gasped as my bare skin made contact with his chest. Eeli used a fist in the bed to brace himself and he leaned down and captured my mouth at the same time Dyson’s hand palmed my breast.

“Mmm,” I moaned as Eeli moved to trail kisses across my cheek, down to my jaw and neck.

Dyson’s fingers found the rigid peak of my greedy nipple and he rolled it between his thumb and finger. I twisted my neck and looked up at him. His eyes were pinned to where he played with my breast, but as I turned to him, his eyes met mine.

“You’re beautiful, sweetheart.”

My answer was to tug his bottom lip with my teeth before offering him a deep, open-mouthed kiss. As Dyson’s tongue slid inside, Eeli’s mouth made it to my other breast. He wasted no time catching my nipple between his teeth and then sucking it into his mouth.

My hips bucked and Eeli lowered himself to meet my thrust.

“Oh, God,” I gasped against Dyson’s mouth as my panty-covered core met the hard ridge of Eeli’s throbbing hard cock.

Eeli released my nipple and he eased down my body, trailing kisses down over my belly and then lower. He paused when he got to the waistband of my panties. I turned my mouth from Dyson’s to find Eeli looking up at me. He ran a finger along the lacy edge.

Dyson rested his chin on my shoulder and his other hand moved to cover the breast Eeli had abandoned. Eeli hooked his fingers on my panties and started to ease them down. I bit my lip and watched as he slid them from me and tossed them away.

In an instant he was sliding back up my legs, easing them farther apart to accommodate his wide shoulders. He looked up at Dyson and me from under his lashes.

“Wait until you see this pretty pussy, man.”

A growling rumble was Dyson’s only response.

“So pretty,” Eeli repeated and nuzzled his way into my most private place, trailing his tongue from my slit to my clit.

The tip of his tongue sought and found the nub hidden in my folds and I arched against his mouth. He rewarded me by dipping lower to taste me more thoroughly. My head fell back onto Dyson’s shoulder and a long, low moan left my lips.

“Easy, sweetheart,” Dyson growled as he squeezed my breasts in his palms before tugging on the sensitive tips.

I turned my face toward him and hid my face in his neck as Eeli continued to work his tongue, teeth, and lips over my creaming pussy. My hips bucked into him again and again as feelings I never experienced before rushed through me.

“I can’t…I can’t…” I gasped.

Eeli raised his head. “You can, baby. You’re going to come on my tongue. Give me all your girl-cum.”

I buried my head more deeply in Dyson’s neck and gripped his thighs tightly as Eeli returned his mouth to me. Dyson whispered in my ear as Eeli’s tongue played over me, driving me closer and closer to my end.

Just as I felt myself going over, Eeli pulled his mouth from me again.

“No, don’t stop.” I turned to look down at him.

He gave me a wicked grin. “Seems only fair we let Dyson have a taste of this sweet pussy, baby.”