Their Border Lands Temptress (MFM)
Men of the Border Lands 3

Excerpt

STORY EXCERPT

“What the hell?” Brice slammed on the brakes and skidded to a stop not three feet from a downed buck in the middle of the road.

“Brice, there’s a truck off in the ditch over here. I bet it lost control when it hit that deer.” Garrett, his best friend, poured out of the cab and raced to check on the driver.

Brice threw the truck into park and got out to check that the deer was dead. He figured by the size of it that it had done some damage to the truck that hit it. The driver would be lucky to be alive. He slid down the bank of the ditch to the sounds of his friend cursing a blue streak.

“Fuck, Brice. It’s a female.”

“How bad is she?” Brice braced himself for the worst.

As a paramedic before the year of catastrophes, he was used to seeing the damage a car wreck could do to a human body. He didn’t want to see it on a female. There were so few left of them now, they were bought and sold like cattle on the black market.

“I can’t get to her. We’ve got to get the door open. It looks like the deer hit her on this side, and she lost control and ran into the ditch. She’s got a head injury for sure by the way she’s bleeding.”

“Okay, let’s work on this door,” Brice said.

They pried on the door until it gave and Garrett was able to get it open enough that Brice managed to squeeze in to check her over. She had a two-inch cut at the edge of her scalp that was bleeding like crazy. Blood covered her face, making it difficult to tell if she had any facial injuries as well.

“Garrett, get the first-aid kit and hand me some gauze and tape so I can stop this bleeding.”

He heard Garrett climbing up the ditch. He returned to check out the unconscious female and found she had a swollen left wrist. He’d used his knife to cut her seat belt and slit her clothing, so he could check her chest for bruising from the steering wheel. Thank God there was none around her chest, but the left side of her ribcage was reddened and beginning to bruise. More than likely the deer hitting the door had slammed her into it. He hoped there weren’t any broken ribs.

“Here you go.” Garrett handed Brice a handful of gauze and a strip of tape already cut.

“Good going.” He gently applied the gauze then taped it securely around her head, adding enough pressure to slow down, if not completely stop, the bleeding.

He continued checking down her body. She had bruising all up and down the left side. He couldn’t see much of the right side to know how badly she was hurt there. They needed to get her out and somewhere warm. It was the early part of October, but already the days were beginning to get chilly and the nights downright cold.

He hated to move her because he didn’t know how badly she might be hurt internally, but there were no doctors or hospitals in the Border Lands, and she would die for sure if they left her in the car much longer. She needed what little medical attention he could give her.

“Got to move her. I’m going to need your help, Garrett.”

“I’m here. Just tell me what to do.”

“I’m going to lean her out the door so we can pull her straight out. You carry her to the truck once I get her legs off of the floorboard. Be careful of her ribs on the left side. I’m worried they’re cracked, if not broken. She’s bruised to hell back there.”

They maneuvered her around in the truck and finally got her out so that Garrett could carry her up the steep embankment of the ditch. She began to squirm and moan in his arms.

“Brice, she’s waking up, and she’s not happy.”

“Put her in the backseat, and I’ll work on her there. Then see what she was carrying and load it in our truck while I’m settling her down.”

“Put me down. Oh, God. What happened?”

Brice could hear the female fussing in a weak voice.

Garrett tried to soothe her as he carried her to their truck.

“Easy, there, little lady. You’re hurt awful bad. Brice is going to see about you, though.” He laid her in the back of the truck and backed away for him to get to her.

“Who are you? What are you doing to me?” she demanded.

“Shh, we’re not going to hurt you. You hit a deer and had a wreck. We’re just trying to help you.”

“God, I hurt all over. My head.” She moaned.

“Let me check your ribs now that I’ve got you so I can see you.”

“You’ve taken my clothes off! What are you doing?”

Brice ignored her fussing and warded off a few weak blows from her right hand. Her left hand hung limply and was already swollen. He hoped it wasn’t broken.

“You may have some busted ribs, and I think your left wrist is either broken or badly sprained.”

“I’ve got to get home. I’ll be okay when I get home. Everything will be fine once I’m home.”

She sounded like she was going into shock now.

“Do you have someone at home who can take care of you?”

“It’s just me. I’ll be fine. Just take me home.” She began to try to sit up.

“Don’t move. If you have a broken rib, it might puncture a lung. I need to tape them, but I can’t like you are now.”

“Is the blasted deer dead?”

“Yep, it’s dead all over.” He didn’t have a clue where this was going.

“Get it then and bring it with us. It’ll make good meat for the winter. I can use all the meat I can get.”

ADULT EXCERPT

He was gloriously aroused and larger than she had originally thought. There was no way he would ever fit inside of her. He was too big of a man.

“Garrett?”

“Shh, baby. He’ll fit.”

She had nearly forgotten that Brice was holding her.

“Relax, Ronnie. I’d never hurt you for anything. Let me do all the work.” Garrett knelt on the bed and lifted her hips to align his massive cock with her slit.

She felt him drag himself up and down in her juices before he began to press forward. She panicked at first when he began to push into her. Brice kept whispering in her ear how beautiful she looked and how good it was going to feel. She almost missed it when he finally popped inside her pussy with the massive head of his cock.

“There we go. You’re so fucking tight, baby. Hold on to Brice. I’m going to fuck myself into you.”

She grasped Brice’s forearm with her good hand and tensed up. Brice kissed her and told her to relax.

“He’ll feel so good when he fills you up, Ronnie. Just let go and let him inside.”

Garrett slowly backed out then pushed back in, over and over, until he had managed to lodge himself all the way inside of her hot pussy. He bent forward and touched their moist foreheads together as he rested and allowed her to adjust to his massive girth.

“You okay, baby?” he asked.

“I’m so full. You’re all the way inside me, aren’t you?”

“All the way. Are you ready to move now?” Garrett wiggled his dick a little, and she smiled at the sensation it made inside of her.

“Fuck me, Garrett. Make me come again.”

Brice moved out from behind her and lay next to them. As Garrett began to pull almost all the way out, he sucked and nibbled on her breasts. Then Garrett was pushing back inside of her again. Over and over, deeper and deeper, faster and faster, until Ronnie thought she would die from the pleasure racing in her veins.

“Brice, I’m not going to last, man.” Garrett’s voice sounded strained as he pummeled her pussy with his dick.

“I’ve got her, man.” Brice sucked her nipple deep into his mouth and tongued it while slipping his hand between her and Garrett to rub her clit.

Ronnie screamed as her cunt exploded. She felt her cunt muscles squeeze down hard on Garrett’s cock. Then he was coming with her, and she felt him fill her with his cum before collapsing over her. She struggled to breathe and then laughed when Brice reached over and pushed Garrett off of her.

Long minutes later, a very exhausted but obviously satisfied Garrett rolled out of bed and headed for the bathroom. He returned a few minutes later with a wet cloth he used to clean her up. No one had ever done that for her before. Then again, no one had ever made her come, not once, but twice in one night. She looked over at Brice.

“What about you, Brice? Isn’t it your turn?” she asked.

“You’re tired, Ronnie. You’re still recovering from your wreck. I don’t have to come tonight. I will another time.” He pulled the covers over her after snuggling up against her.

“I want to make you feel good, too. You and Garrett made me feel so good.” She turned to face him and curled her hands in his chest hair. “Please, let me make you feel good, too. I won’t sleep, thinking about it.”

“Ronnie, baby. You don’t have to do this.”

“I know. And that’s probably part of the reason why I want to. You’re not making me.” She shoved the covers down and tugged on his thermals to push them down his hips so she could get to his cock. When he sprang up from the soft material, she smiled.

“What’s so funny down there?” Brice sounded a bit put out that she was all but giggling over his cock.

“It’s just that it’s so big. I mean, I knew Garrett would be big because he’s a really big man, but you’re not as big as he is, but your cock is just as thick.”

“Thanks, I think,” he said with a frown.

Ronnie took that moment to lick his dick from base to tip and back down again. It jumped in her hands. She couldn’t get one hand around it, so she used both hands and held him firmly while she explored his cock. She licked him around and around until a drop of pre-cum pearled in the slit at the top. She stuck out her tongue and tasted it. His taste exploded on her tongue like a banquet. His salty essence was spicy as well. She delved into the slit for more. He hissed and dug his fingers in her scalp.

Ronnie was careful not to put too much pressure on her left wrist as she took the head of his cock into her mouth and sucked. He growled low in his throat as she sucked her way down his thick stalk until she couldn’t go any farther. She swallowed around him and moaned when he pulled on her hair.

“Fuck! Do that again, baby. That felt so damn good.” Brice’s voice came out all strained and raspy.

She hummed around his thick dick and felt him jerk in her mouth. He liked that. She pulled back up, letting her teeth graze him just a bit as she did. Then she sucked around the crown and swallowed back down him again.