Hooking Up (Menage a Trouble #3)

Chapter Five

When Bella opened her eyes, she blinked into the dimness. Was it night?

“She lives.” The deep voice caressed her senses.

“How do you feel, sweetheart?”

Recognition flooded in. Carter and Quint. Where was she and what was she doing with them?

She tried to push into a sitting position but her muscles felt too weak. The scents of freshly showered male surrounded her, and she carefully turned her head from side to side. Big, broad man on her right. Tall, muscled on her left.

“Am I dead?” she asked.

Two chuckles sounded.

She wet her dry lips. Her mouth felt filled with hot sand and her head hurt, though not as much as the first time she’d awakened.

Wait. I’m in their room. They gave me pain relievers.

“How long have I been here?” she managed.

“You’re not dead, for one. You’ve been sleeping for about nine hours.”

“Oh jeez. I have to get out of here. My horse—”

“Relax. We took care of her. She’s tucked up with our stock, happy as can be.” Quint’s eyes twinkled with so much mischief that she looked at him more closely.

“Does ‘happy as can be’ mean she’s being mounted right now and I should be expecting a foal in the spring?”

Carter burst out laughing, and surprisingly, the noise didn’t make her teeth hurt as she expected. Pushing into a sitting position, she looked between them, awaiting an answer.

“No, your mare’s safe.”

“Maybe your horses aren’t safe from my mare.” She swung her legs out of bed and grabbed her head to hold it on her shoulders.

“Here. Have some more pain relievers and drink this full bottle of water. It’ll help with the dehydration.” Carter thrust a wide palm beneath her nose, the little white pills in the center. She stared at the calluses riding across each finger, and a shiver began low in her belly, moving up her spine.

“Can I…take a shower?”

“Drink that water first.” Carter wasn’t about to take no for an answer.

She accepted the pills and water while trying to untangle her legs from the twisted covers. Quint sank to the edge of the bed and tugged the sheet and blanket until she was free. As he straightened, his knuckles brushed her forearm.

Goosebumps broke out on her arms and caused her nipples to pucker. She sucked in a harsh breath and fought her reaction to him. He’d touched her arm, not fingered her into a screaming orgasm. What was the matter with her?

The guys waited while she drank the water. Only when the last drop tipped into her mouth did they move. Two hands reached down for her. She looked between them, ignored them both, and crawled down the mattress to the foot of the bed. Avoiding each.

She sauntered toward the bathroom. “I don’t suppose you two studs have a complimentary toothbrush for me?”

“Actually, there’s one on the sink along with some of those little bottles of shampoo.” Carter shot her a crooked grin that made her legs feel wobbly.

She walked into the bathroom and closed the door. She had to admit the hotel room had a few luxuries compared to her cramped trailer. The hot water alone lured her to the shower. She cranked on the taps full blast and let the steam gather while she brushed her teeth.

Seeing the guys’ toiletries scattered across the counter was far too interesting. Not as distracting as staring at the men themselves, though. Between their muscles and dark hair that invited her to run her fingers through it, she was pretty bad off even without a hangover.

She picked up each bottle of aftershave and sniffed them. Feeling out of her element, she shot a glance at the door and then stripped down.

The mirror fogged, which was good because she didn’t want to look too closely at the shadows under her eyes. She slipped into the shower with a sigh.

The hot water struck her face, and she closed her eyes against the pleasant sting. Several minutes later, the cobwebs washed from her mind.

Was she really standing in a hotel shower with two sexy cowboys right outside her door?

A clicking noise.

She twitched the curtain aside to peek out. Gasping, she plastered a wet hand over her chest.

Not standing right outside the door—standing inside the bathroom.

“Wh-what are you doing?”

“Claiming what all of us have been wanting for weeks. You’re finished leading us on this merry chase, Bella.” A big, naked Carter stepped into the shower with her. Quint crowded in from the other side.

“You guys have lost your minds!”

“Maybe, but we found something much, much better,” Quint drawled, skating his gaze over her nude body. Water scudded down his carved chest and caught in the love trail leading to thick, dark, curly pubes. When her gaze lit on his long, hard cock, she gulped.

“This can’t be happening.”

“It will if you say the word, sweetheart.” Carter trapped her against the wall with his muscled body. Between his powerful thighs, rippling abs and the dark, dangerous glint in his eyes, she was in trouble.

She looked to Quint and noted the tension in his jaw and his roped biceps. She lifted her own jaw. “I’m no prude.”

“Have you had two men at once before then?” Quint’s amused tone called her bluff.

“I’m enough woman for two men.” The breathless lilt in her voice made her want to scream. They were throwing her off balance, and she didn’t like it one bit.

But she did like the inches of steel pointing her direction. Her core clenched, and she reached for them. Looping an arm around each thick neck and drawing the guys against her.

The feel of two scorching men surrounding her made her groan, which they echoed. Carter cupped her jaw and kissed her. As soon as he slipped his tongue between her lips, Quint nestled his cock against her hip and cradled her breasts in his big hands.

Need sliced through her. Her pussy squeezed hard, and juices ran down her lips.

“My turn for a taste.” Quint gripped her by the arms and turned her into his arms. When his minty flavors struck her, mingling with Carter’s earthier one, she moaned. Her body was a live wire pumping with electric want. She wiggled closer to Quint as his partner plucked at her nipples. Pinching them into taut peaks. Twisting them until she cried out.

Panting, she met each of their gazes. “Can you handle me?”

“Don’t rightly know, but we’ve got enough rope to give it a shot.” Quint claimed her lips again, lazily twirling his tongue through her mouth. She slid her hand down his chest and curled her fingers around his length.

He groaned, rocking his hips. A deep-seated desire stole her senses. She needed to be filled, stretched—by both men.

She reached for Carter’s cock. Both men stilled as she linked the three of them. A bead of pre-come oozed from the tip of Carter’s, and she swiped her thumb through it.

“Fuck,” he grated out.

A heady and powerful feeling swept over her. She stroked two cocks from roots to tips while four hands landed on her body. She had no idea who was touching her where. She was too dizzy with the sensation.

Carter kissed a path over her throat while Quint ducked his head to taste her nipples. Biting each gently, then grazing them with his teeth until she writhed. As a rough finger nestled between her pussy lips, she lost her mind.

“Spread for me, darlin’,” Quint demanded.

When her mind refused to activate her body, Carter slipped his hands over her thighs and parted them.

She cried out while Quint circled her stiff clit with his forefinger. Around and around, each pass wetter than the last.

“So fucking wet for me.”

“For us,” Carter corrected, and it was true. She wanted both with equal fervor. The need pounding her system was doubled. Quadrupled. A deep ache low in her belly made her grind her hips.

“Are you a virgin here?” Carter murmured in her ear. He dragged a fingertip down the seam of her ass and settled it over her pucker. She pushed back.

“You’ll have to find out for yourself.” She arched her back to give him better access, whimpering when Quint buried his fingers in her pussy. He fingered her hard and fast, his thumb striking her clit on each deep stroke.

Carter circled her anus with his finger and then pushed inside. Her mind floated, and she came with a hard pulsing that stole her breath.

Shaking, supported by two of the most beautiful cowboys she’d seen in her life, she gave them her first orgasm.

“Oh God,” she whispered.

“Feeling that hangover now, sweetheart?” Carter asked, gliding his finger in and out of her ass. Her inner muscles gripped him, wanting something bigger and thicker, say eight-and-a-half inches long, to fill her.

“What hangover?” She jacked off each man until their cocks were purple and straining. Quint added a third finger to her pussy, and she stopped breathing.

“I have to taste her.” Quint dropped to his knees before her. Carter’s wet chest slid down her spine and suddenly she had two men spreading her. Hardly able to stand, she braced a hand on the wall and one in Quint’s hair as he lapped at her still-pulsating pussy.

When Carter snaked his tongue over her pucker, she lost all ability to think. Two warm, wet tongues driving her crazy. She moaned and swayed between them. But four hands locked her in between them as they licked and sucked her into oblivion.

A second orgasm smacked her out of nowhere. Her scream echoed off the walls. Quint plunged his tongue into her cavern and drew on her as if sucking her dry. Carter poked his tongue in and out of her ass, extending her release.

“Mmm. She’s more beautiful when she comes.”

“I…can’t stand anymore,” she whispered.

“No need. We’ve got you.” Quint lifted her. The water switched off, and Carter started rubbing her down with a thick white towel.

The cobwebs were back in her mind, but this time they were made of maple syrup, thick and sweet.

And she was starving.

*

Carter’s cock bobbed against his abs, nearly bursting. The rich flavors of Bella’s body lived on his tongue, exciting him almost beyond his control. He fisted his cock, fighting the pending explosion.

They’d laid her out on the big bed. She was damp and glowing from the two releases they’d given her. Once he got a shot with her, he wouldn’t last two seconds. He could see the advantages of having a partner in this event—he and Quint could spell each other.

Quint tossed him a condom and he snagged it out of the air. Bella’s lips were red and swollen from their kisses, her nipples just as pink and bitten-looking. He was going to worship each breast for an hour…but first, he was going to sink into her tight pussy.

He got his condom on first and lowered himself over her body. She let her thighs fall apart to accept him. Trapping her face in his hands, he kissed her first. All the passion and need inside him poured into their kiss.

With a mewl of desire, Bella gripped his partner’s cock and drew it to her lips. As each inch disappeared into her hot mouth, Carter sank into her pussy. Balls clenching, an orgasm pounding at the shores of his system. If he didn’t slow down, this would be over too soon.

He wasn’t nearly done with her.

She hollowed her cheeks as she sucked Quint. He threw his head back, and Carter gyrated his hips, lifting her on his cock. Her pussy was so wet and tight, he was going to lose his mind.

She moaned. Quint grunted, and Carter knew he was close.

“Keep doing that with your tongue and I’m a goner,” Quint ground out.

She made a show of swirling her tongue around and around his shaft. When she dipped her tongue into the depression at his tip, the show was too much.

Carter lost it. He pounded into her. She tensed and released around him, making the hottest, most feminine noises imaginable. Sliding his hands under her ass, Carter lifted to meet each of his thrusts.

She cried out as he hit a deeper spot. She sucked on Quint harder, her beautiful lips moving faster on his length.

The tingling in Carter’s spine shot upward and a wild roar left him. He pumped his hips, lifting her on his spurting cock as she came apart around him.

“Take it. Take my cock,” Quint chanted. His movements grew disjointed, and a long groan rumbled from his throat.

*

Quint had barely gathered his wits when he saw the bead of his come drip out of the corner of Bella’s mouth.

Carter swooped in and opened his mouth over the rivulet.

Shock tore through Quint even as he registered Bella and Carter’s groan of excitement.

My buddy just tasted my come.

Fucking hell, he’d never for a minute imagined such a thing turning him on, but he couldn’t help it. His cock hardened to full mast again.

While Carter kissed her, Quint’s eyes hooded. Her mouth held traces of Quint’s come. And Carter was taking her with big, gulping, openmouthed kisses.

Quint’s stunned mind grew quiet for a long minute as Carter ran his tongue over the corner of her lips where that bead of come had traveled. Maybe…

A vision of getting on his knees and sucking Carter’s thick cock was a firework bursting in Quint’s mind. She’d bewitched them.

He pumped his cock through his fist once more, pulling another thick drop from the tip.

Bella stilled, her sparkling gray eyes glazed with passion. “Take him, Carter. You like the way he tastes.”

“Fucking hell,” Quint moaned. His ab muscles leaped as Carter opened his mouth over the tip of Quint’s cock.

The burning hot feel of a man’s mouth on him raised a full-body shudder in him. He pushed deep into his mouth, and Bella’s lips tipped at the corners with a soft smile.

She liked this. Hell, things were going fast here, and Quint couldn’t keep up with all of it. He watched his friend suck his cock like a fucking pro.

Bella stroked her nipples, teasing the tips into hard peaks. Carter released him with a flash of his eyes that Quint didn’t quite understand.

But he rolled with it. Carter got up and tossed his condom. Then together, they stretched out with Bella and each took a breast. She arched, a constant quiver running through her. Like a low hum of electricity. Quint sucked her nipple into his mouth, flicking the tip with his tongue.

His balls felt heavy with the need to blow. Between the two mouths that had been wrapped around him, he was ready for more.

Bella wrapped her fingers around his wrist and guided his hand downward. He expected her to draw his hand to her bare pussy, but a rigid cock bumped his knuckles. He lifted his head and looked into her eyes. Yeah, she held the reins—for now.

She wanted him to stroke his best friend. Carter lapped a circle around her nipple with his tongue, and Quint took Bella’s lead.

He closed his fist around Carter’s shaft.

His friend stiffened. Something passed between them, dark and animalistic. They shared so much—why not this? He rolled his cock through his fingers, pulling a groan from Carter.

Bella shifted to see better. Damn, the way she zeroed in on what he was doing—the total absorption on her features—it was a fucking turn-on like no other.

He stroked his fingers low over Carter’s balls. He pushed upward, thigh muscles straining. Quint knew just how to please a cock, and he wasn’t going to give Bella anything but the best.

He lunged over her body and took Carter in his mouth.

The initial surprise returned. Then Carter made a noise, half growl, half breathlessness, and Quint knew what to do. He worked him in and out of his mouth with sure pulls. Bella quaked as he palmed her pussy.

She cried out, and he spent the next few mindless minutes tormenting two lovers at once. Need built inside him, and soon he was aching for his own release. But not yet.

He trapped Bella’s clit under the heel of his hand and licked Carter’s shaft. Hands covered his nape, his shoulders. Carter pulling him down, Bella caressing. When she started to release long, throaty moans, Carter stopped him.

“You’re fucking great at that. But she’s ready for us again.”

Quint pushed to his knees and located a condom packet near the foot of the bed. With one long stroke he rolled it over his thickened cock.

Bella’s eyes burned up at him. “I want one in my ass, one in my pussy.” Her demand was the hottest fucking thing he’d ever heard in his life. A whip of heat curled around his balls and shot through his cock.

“We’re pretty evenly matched. You say who gets your ass.”

“I think Carter, since he already knows how I like it back there.”

Quint trailed his finger through the creamy wetness coating her outer pussy lips. “Then I get this sweet, hot cunt.” Rolling into the mattress, he pulled her down atop him. With her ass positioned perfectly for Carter’s claiming, they got right down to business.

She sank over Quint’s shaft in one quick glide. Tossing her head back, her warm brown hair grazing his knuckles as he held her in place. The mind-searing feeling of her body gripping his every inch threatened his control.

“Give me a…second.” He looked deep into her eyes, and she leaned over and kissed him. A soft melding of mouths that meant much more than a sex romp. She wasn’t fooling anybody.

He plundered her lips slowly, while he heard a snick of a plastic cap. Who knew what else the man had in his travel bag, but at this point Quint wouldn’t be surprised by anything. Carter had some lube and was easing his way into her ass.

Quint’s cock lengthened a bit more at the idea of them both filling her at once. The changes of his relationship with Carter hadn’t sunk in fully yet, but he was ready to accept anything this pair threw his direction.

When Bella reared back and caught Carter’s hip, drawing him where she wanted him, his gaze met his friend’s over her shoulder. Fuck yeah, Carter had been right to suggest that they share her.

Gathering her hair into his fist, Quint placed nipping bites along her throat. She already wore a hickey—from him or Carter? Didn’t matter. She was going to be thoroughly loved and hardly able to walk when she got out of here.

If they ever let her leave.

He withdrew slowly from her pussy. Bella gasped, and he knew Carter had breached her tight hole. As he sank each inch into her body, she tightened around Quint’s cock. Sharp rasps of air escaped her, and he stroked her hair, soothing her until she relaxed enough to take them both to the roots.

“Okay, darlin’?” he asked.

“Y-yes. It’s just so…much.”

“She’s so fucking tight, I won’t last long.” Carter gnashed his teeth.

Quint took the control, easing into her pussy. She shook in his hold. When he withdrew, Carter took the cue and sank in—balls deep.

Bella’s lips opened in an O of pleasure, and then they slowly, carefully, began to move in counterpoint to each other. One in, one out. But as her noises grew louder, Quint lost his rhythm and plunged deep at the same moment Carter did.

The thick feel of his partner’s cock through the thin barrier separating them stole every ounce of control he’d held so tightly to.

He withdrew. Thrust again. Carter groaned, and Bella screamed Quint’s name. The next stroke, Carter’s name was on her pretty lips. Then she was coming apart in their arms, quaking as her body clamped so hard on Quint’s erection he thought he’d died and gone to heaven.

The sweet release rushed up from his balls. One hard spurt and he was emptying into her body.

When he came back to his senses, Bella hung limply between them. Her hair draped around her face. With as much care as they’d filled her, Carter pulled out. She gasped and collapsed atop Quint.

He wrapped his arms around her, holding her near. Cherishing the feel of having her in his arms at last.

Carter sprawled next to him and buried his face in the crook of her neck in that most fragrant spot Quint had spent countless minutes kissing.

“Guys?” she asked, startling him.

“Yeah, darlin’?” he responded.

“Please tell me you have a big stock of condoms.”