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The Desperadoes

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STORY EXCERPT

Eve Wright hugged herself as the cold, early-morning July mountain breeze whispered against her body. Dressed only in a pair of heavy-duty work boots and a thick wool blanket that reached her ankles, she carefully stepped along the rock-riddled pathway that descended into Stanley Glacier Valley. Casting quick glances behind her, she surveyed a rock plateau strewn with straggly, twisted pine trees where the Durango Gang hid during the summer months.

Nothing moved back there, except the white, puffy clouds in the crisp blue sky and a rock rabbit that whistled in fright the instant it saw her. It scurried quickly away across the endless array of craggy gray rocks.

She’d left Riley Raine and Maddox Burns sleeping soundly back there after a passionate night of sex with them. Below her, hidden in one of those rocky outcrops was Kayne Durango, leader of the gang. It had been his turn on lookout duty last night, so he hadn’t been in camp. Subsequently, he’d missed out on the scorching ménage with Riley, Maddox, and herself. She’d missed Kayne’s company, and now she wanted some one-on-one action with him.

Kayne was the oldest of the three at thirty-eight. Maddox was thirty and Riley twenty-eight. She was twenty-five and too old to follow their orders when they told her not to leave camp without an escort. She knew it was dangerous because of the grizzly bears and the wolves that were starving due to the aftereffects of the Catastrophe. But animals didn’t scare her.

What did frighten her were the powerful emotions she’d developed regarding the three hardened men who consisted of the Durango Gang. Not long ago, Kayne had said the gang might be expanding. She didn’t like that idea. With more men entering the gang, she worried about her being shared with other men. Sure, she would have a say in it. The men had, after all, asked her first if she wanted to join them in the gang, and she’d known what was required of her. Three guys were plenty of action for her, and unknown to them, each man now owned a piece of her heart.

It was hard not to love the desperadoes. They’d rescued her from a pleasure house in British Columbia shortly after the Catastrophe. They’d taken her into their gang, fed her, clothed her, and kept her safe from the roaming cannibal gangs and other unscrupulous characters that took advantage of people who’d suddenly found themselves desolate and desperate following the Catastrophe that had fried Earth’s electrical grids and disintegrated a good amount of Earth’s human population. In return, she’d given them access to her body, and not long after, she’d secretly given them her heart.

Bastards.

Yes, she was in love with all three men. Men who most likely viewed her only as a sexual object. She wanted to know how they truly felt about her, but the last thing she wanted to do was to tell them that she loved them. If she told them, then she may end up making a fool out of herself if they didn’t reciprocate her feelings.

She sighed and shook her head at such schoolgirl silliness.

Yeah, they showed her they appreciated her during their lovemaking sessions. They made sure she was always the first to come, and they certainly treated her with tenderness. Actually, they showered her with too much tenderness at times. Sometimes they treated her as if she were some easily broken doll, who needed pampering and looking after. Their concern for her safety and her happiness had been fine in the beginning. Lately, it wasn’t enough for her. Lately, she realized she needed something from them. She needed something permanent.

“Why are you out here alone?” Kayne’s angry voice snapped at her from behind.

Damn him. How had he managed to sneak up on her like that? She hated when he did that. For Pete’s sakes, she’d just looked behind her a second ago and hadn’t seen a thing, except that rock rabbit.

She whirled around and came face-to-face with the tallest man in the gang. At six foot two inches to her five feet seven inches, he didn’t intimidate her with his size. What did intimidate her was the wild patter of her heart every time she looked at him.

Startled by Kayne’s sudden appearance, she misstepped on a loose rock and teetered. Before she could fall over, he reached her in a split second, grabbed her around the waist, and hurled her off her feet as if she were a feather floating on the breeze.

Oh, he smelled so heavenly. Always did. Outdoorsy smells. The scents of tart pine and crisp creeks and of the Alberta Rocky Mountain wilderness. Wild man. In bed and out.

He lifted her and she curled her arms around his neck and held on as he carried her the fifty or so feet to a nearby protrusion of rocks. There, he gently placed her on the ground and glared at her, anger snapping like a forest wildfire in his light blue eyes.

“I don’t know how many times I have to tell you not to wander away from camp on your own, Eve.”

Despite his anger, she could only smile at him. He looked so sexy with a five o’clock beard shadowing his cheeks and square chin. She could tell by the dark shade of circles beneath his eyes he hadn’t slept while on duty last night either. He would be tired. She didn’t care.

She dropped the blanket.

He swore softly.

His gaze raked over her body, from the tip of her head to her pert breasts, then down along her slightly plump tummy, lingering on her shaved pussy, before scooting along the length of her long legs. He grinned when he reached her boots.

“I’m glad you find my attire amusing.  Maybe you should fuck me with my boots on,” she teased.

“Maybe I should just fuck you, colt,” he breathed.

ADULT EXCERPT

Between her thighs was someone, but who? She realized he may not even be Riley, but maybe Kayne or Maddox? Whoever he was lapped at her pussy quite wonderfully and did a fine job at keeping her creaming. His tongue licked and swirled around her sensitized clit like a tornado. In contrast, he then sipped tenderly at her labia, his lips nuzzling and suckling. She couldn’t help but wrap her legs around the man’s shoulders. Felt the bunch of muscles against her calves as she rode him, her hips moving against him in a frantic rhythm in order to reach the pleasure just outside of her reach.

But whoever was tonguing her knew exactly how to keep her from coming, and he eased the pressure off slightly against her pussy, leaving her hot and bothered. She whimpered her frustration.

The man at her breasts increased his pressure, tweaking her nipples and pulling them until a sharp yet delicious pain exploded through her, making her cry out. But her cry was stopped by a swollen, mushroom-shaped cockhead sinking past her parted lips. Instinctively, she suddenly knew who was where on her body as memories came flooding back.

Riley loved her breasts. He could get off by merely touching them. Kayne would be the one wanting oral. She could tell by his mushroom-shaped cockhead. He’d always enjoyed oral the most. He would deep-throat her. Remembering that, she consciously relaxed her throat muscles in preparation.

That would mean Maddox was the man between her legs. He always enjoyed doing oral on her.

And they always put in a plug when the three of them were having sex with her. It happened usually after she’d been exceptionally naughty with them. She remembered they retaliated with a huge plug or other sweet torture when she defied them about one thing or another, such as wandering away from camp without an escort, which had happened quite often due to her free spirit.

Ah, another memory had returned. Coming back to these three men had been the right thing to do. So right.

She stiffened as a third lubed finger nudged into her anal opening. The pressure was intoxicating, breathtakingly erotic. He dipped in, the two fingers and thumb gently probing, tenderly massaging her tight muscles as he inserted the lube to prepare her for the plug.

“Easy,” Maddox whispered as his mouth moved briefly from her pussy. “You’ll get a good fucking after I insert the plug, baby.”

She wanted to tell him to hurry, but the harsh, desperate grip on her hair grabbed her attention, not to mention the huge cock thrusting into her mouth.

Dare she open her eyes?

No, she couldn’t. She was loving this too much. She would be too embarrassed. How in the world had she done this before her memory loss?

Kayne’s swollen erection throbbed in her mouth and pleasantly bruised her lips as he stroked in and out. With every plunge, he went just a bit deeper until he was hitting the back of her throat.

“Can you handle this, colt?” he asked. She heard the restrained desperation in his voice. The need to know she was okay with this.

She would have nodded an answer, but his grip on her hair was too tight and the sweet pain that blossomed across her scalp truly turned her on even more. Instead, she moaned softly, hoping he would understand her conformity. Apparently he did. For his plunges into her mouth became harder, deeper, dazzling her senses to new heights.

Between her legs, Mad’s exploration of her anus and his sucking on her pussy halted briefly as he withdrew his fingers and moved his face away.

Riley’s hands went wilder on her breasts, driving her once again toward the illusive pleasure she craved. He was massaging her breasts with both hands, rubbing her nipples hard, making them tender with an erotic soreness that she really liked. He was breathing really hard, too. Really hard. Fiery heat roared through her bloodstream. Her breaths came faster, matching his.

“I’m preparing the plug for you, Eve.” Mad spoke in a soft, gentle voice, the same voice he’d used on her horse, Snowball, the other night when she’d been frightened of the lights in the dark sky.

Was he sensing her fear? Her shyness? Why did his voice calm her so? Why did he unexpectedly make her feel so accepting of what was to come? Wasn’t this happening way too soon? Shouldn’t she be calling this whole thing off?

Gosh, she could only imagine how she must look lying here naked on the couch with her eyes scrunched shut tightly like a shy virgin with one man’s head buried between her thighs while he readied her ass for a plug. With another man’s engorged cock plunging in and out of her mouth, and yet a third man’s large hands roaming over her breasts, tummy, and abdomen in tenderly wild caresses.

Wickedly explicit. And no way was she calling this off. No way!