Free Wild Montana Nights by Marla Monroe

her hot then sent her into a sensual climax the likes of which she’d never known before.
    The gentle probing of Marcus’s fingers drew a groan from her.
    Then the head of his cock replaced his fingers and he plunged into
    her. She screamed. He was so big, and he wasn’t all the way in yet.
    She felt him still inside her.
    “Easy, baby. Relax. I’ll fit just fine.” He pulled part of the way out and plunged again.
    This time he made it all the way, bumping against the top of her
    womb. The pleasure-pain of it soon took over as he pulled out and
    pushed back in over and over. He slowly built up speed until he was

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    shafting in her so fast and hard she lost her breath and felt her climax building once again. She’d never had two in one night before. Surely
    she couldn’t.
    “Ah, hell. You’re so fucking tight.”
    He fucked her until suddenly she exploded around him, milking
    him of his own climax with a shout. He stilled inside her as he came.
    His fingers bit into her hips and then he collapsed over her. He moved from off her back when her legs began to tremble and buckled.
    Randall was there to catch her and ease her down onto his lap. Marcus sat on the other end of the couch with his pants around his knees. He hadn’t even taken off his pants, but neither had Randall. She wasn’t
    sure how she felt about that.
    “You’re thinking too hard, baby,” Marcus said.
    “What are you thinking about?” Randall smoothed her hair back
    from her face and stroked her head repeatedly.
    “Nothing.”
    “Don’t lie to us. Never lie to us,” Randall said, looking at her.
    “Just that I’m totally naked and you both still have your clothes
    on.”
    Marcus laughed. “We couldn’t wait long enough to get our clothes
    off to have you.”
    “You go to our heads.” Randall cupped her chin and pulled her
    head back until she could look into his eyes. They were soft and
    fierce.
    “Let’s get you cleaned up and in bed,” Marcus said. He stood up
    and pulled his pants back up.
    Randall stood with her still in his arms. She gasped. “Put me
    down. I’m too heavy for you to carry me.
    “Nonsense, you’re entirely too thin. You weigh less than a bird.”
    “Don’t argue with him. He wants to carry you.” Marcus flicked
    her nose and walked ahead of them.
    Once in her bedroom, Marcus ran a bath and turned on the jets. He
    spooned in a little of her bath salts. Randall let her slide down his 62
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    body until her feet were firmly planted on the floor before he let go of her. He swatted her bare bottom before he turned around and headed
    out the door. Marcus followed him.
    Darla eased into the hot water and sighed once she was
    completely submerged. The water felt wonderful to her now sore
    muscles. Some of them she hadn’t used like that in a long time. She
    quickly bathed then relaxed for a few more minutes until the water
    began to cool. She let the water out and turned off the jets. By the
    time she was ready to step out of the tub, Marcus was in the bathroom again holding a towel out for her. She took the towel, but he didn’t relinquish it. Instead, he toweled her dry himself. Once her skin was rosy and dry, he led her back into the bedroom.
    The sheets were pulled back and Randall lay on top of the bed
    gloriously naked. Hell, they weren’t finished. She would surely be
    sore tomorrow. She turned and looked over her shoulder to find
    Marcus removing his boots.
    Randall held out his hand. “Come to bed, sweetness.”
    Darla hesitated then climbed into the bed. He pulled the sheets
    and blanket over her. Then the bed dipped behind her, and Marcus
    grasped her by the waist and pulled her up against him.
    He pulled aside her hair and whispered in her ear. “Go to sleep,
    baby. Tomorrow might be a long day.”
    Darla laid awake long after the two men fell asleep, Randall’s
    back to her with her arm pulled over his side and his hand holding
    hers. Marcus’s front was