Free Springer, Jan - In Her Bed [The Desperadoes 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Jan Springer

Kayne, always drilled it into them that he didn’t want anyone hurt. That they must have cool heads at all times and not retaliate to the point of killing someone. Tyrell and the other guys had always maintained that command, and for his troubles he’d taken a couple of bullets during his few months with the gang.
    It still pissed him off that rumors were circulating that members of the Durango Gang were murderers, even when they hadn’t killed anyone. There was nothing he could do about that though. But the rumors of Durango ’s lady, Liz, were true. The guys who’d met her said she was a beauty, and Tyrell had now seen it first hand.
    She was almost as tall as the three of them. Had a nicely tanned, curvy body, her skin looking so velvety smooth all over. Hard not to miss her body when he’d heard the groans and her whimpers erupting from the kitchen area earlier. Like any curious red-blooded male he’d of course come in to take a look, and man, the lust had slammed into his gut like a sucker punch, sledgehammer, and two-by-four, all at once. His body had tightened into awareness mode, and his cock had snapped into rigid-pole alert mode within a second. Boy had that hurt, in a good way of course.
    Despite arriving on the tail-end of things, he’d caught sight of her well-developed biceps, a pair of nice slender legs, and a faint dusting of freckles across her shoulders, but that view had been blocked as Durango had moved in between him and her while he’d prepared her with a butt plug.
    Oh yeah, he was going to enjoy taking this woman. Enjoy bringing her fantasies to life, as well as bringing Durango ’s to life as well.
    It seemed to take an eternity before Durango and Landon crawled into bed on either side of him. They smelled of sex and her . Of course that hadn’t helped his fiercely throbbing cock and swollen balls. When he finally did fall asleep, he dreamed about Elizabeth , a woman who would be shared by three men. That is, if she allowed it to happen.

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    “Why are you acting so weird?” Liz’s friend, Teyla Sutton, smiled over the cup of coffee Liz handed her before sitting down on the chair across from her at the kitchen table.
    Liz tried hard not to grimace as the butt plug zipped a wee bit deeper when she sat. She also tried hard not to think about what had happened earlier today right here in the kitchen. The chair where Landon had sat was empty now, both men satisfied and wanting to help Liz get cleaned up, but she’d insisted they head back into the bedroom to rest because they would only be underfoot.
    The strange thing was she hadn’t been the least embarrassed after the sex with the two of them. She’d wanted more, but she’d needed to gather her composure and her thoughts about what had happened. She needed to figure out why it had happened and why she’d submitted so easily to Durango ’s commands, especially since she’d been telling herself all these months that she would be strong and not give in to her fantasies or submit to Durango .
    After the sex, Liz had contemplated going back down to the river for yet another bath in the cold water to soothe her aching pussy, but remembered how the water lapping against her pussy had made her feel so wickedly aroused the last time she’d been there. She knew she wasn’t aching due to the awesomely powerful thrusts of Durango ’s cock but because she longed to have him pistoning into her again.
    Instead of going to the creek she’d done a quick sponge bath in the living room. Thankfully, she hadn’t been interrupted until about an hour later. Liz had just put on some coffee to figure out what in the world she was going to do next with the three men when Teyla had come knocking at her door.
    She said she’d been dropping in for a visit while her three men worked in a nearby pasture, cutting hay for the horses, using some old-fashioned hand sickles they’d found in an abandoned barn on the far side of the valley.
    “Liz? Did