Free Covington, Cara - Love Under Two Lawmen [The Lost Collection] (Siren Menage Everlasting) by Cara Covington

Amanda, listening to their light conversation and working like hell to put his arousal away.
    He couldn’t recall the last time he’d felt this horny or this eager.
    Thank God Warren understood him and quite happily kept Amanda’s mind engaged.
    Of course, not looking at her didn’t mean he wasn’t thinking about her. Adam shook his head. He ordered his thoughts out of carnal territory and instead reviewed what he’d learned of her just from spending time with her. He used his lawman’s analytical mind to think about the woman herself.
    Amanda Dupree was way too trusting. She hadn’t even asked him for an accounting of the money he and Warren had spent. How she’d made it this far in life unscathed was a mystery completely beyond him. She seemed generous and warm, and he couldn’t wait to experience her warmth for himself.
    Think of something else .
    Preparing for their expedition had been an exercise in logistics. Normally, he’d take more than a week to hone his plans. He hadn’t been able to do that. So he and Warren had bought bedrolls and beans, rope and coffee, and just enough extra food—they’d hunt game or fish on the trail—to get them as far as Denison. There, they could resupply.
    He’d sent his letter of resignation to Austin. Once his superiors acknowledged it, he’d turn in his badge and move on to the next phase of his life.
    Autumn in Texas stayed mild until well into December during the days, but that didn’t mean there couldn’t be cold temperatures at night along the trail. They had flint for starting fires, blankets to sleep on, and even a couple more to keep them warm when they finally fell asleep each night.
    Adam expected the heat of loving to keep them all nice, toasty, and warm in the interim.
    He looked over his shoulder to judge how Amanda was managing the ride. She’d found her rhythm on the horse, and although the loping pace didn’t eat up ground very quickly, it was a faster pace than he’d been afraid they would have to travel given she wasn’t used to putting in hours on end in the saddle.
    That line of thought brought him around to thinking about Amanda’s inexperience in other areas, and he started to get hard. That was not the best shape to be in while riding on the back of a horse. Adam forced his mind back to the present. He was still staring at Amanda and noticed she’d broken off talking to Warren and returned his stare with an undecipherable look.
    “You making out all right back there?” Adam asked.
    “Yes.”
    He flicked his glance to Warren. His lover smirked. Adam didn’t particularly care if Amanda was miffed with him for putting some distance between them. He needed the space.
    A couple of hours later, he called a halt beside a slow-moving, shallow stream. The going had been easy so far, but it wouldn’t hurt to take a break, stretch their legs. They weren’t in any rush, after all. The only thing he felt anxious about had nothing to do with progress to be made along the trail.
    Adam swung easily from the saddle, dropping the reins to the ground. Houston, his gelding, had been trained well enough. He knew the horse wouldn’t be going anywhere.
    One look at Amanda’s face, and his conscience kicked him, hard. He hadn’t meant to ignore her to the point of hurting her feelings. He took the few steps necessary to bring him to her and reached up and lifted her from the saddle.
    The moment he got his hands on her and lowered her in front of him, he realized it wasn’t pique she’d been feeling but raw, pushed-to-the-limit hunger.
    Despite his best efforts, he realized they were all in the same state of banked arousal. “Oh, what the hell.”
    He brought her forward until he could feel the mounds of her breasts pressing against his chest. Then he wrapped his arms around her, put his mouth on hers, and plundered.
    His lips slid and smoothed and sucked, his tongue plunged as he tasted every bit of her mouth. She tasted better than he’d imagined, and