Page 34 of Claimed By 3 Mountain Men

I can feel the damp earth beneath me, the cold seeping into my bones. And then, in the moonlight, I make him out, JT, with that familiar glint of desire in his gaze, standing over me like a predator in the darkness.

“What have we got here?” a voice murmurs beside him. Hank emerges from the shadow, his eyes dancing in the moonlight.

“I finally found her,” JT murmurs, bending down.

“Good. I was worried she got lost out there.” I hear Ben’s voice as he kneels down beside me.

“We found her snooping. You know we can’t let her get away now, right? Especially not after she saw us,” JT growls, his voice low and menacing.

A shiver runs down my spine as his hot breath caresses my skin. “And now what?” I manage to croak out, my voice barely a whisper.

“Now,” he says with a wicked grin, “we show you how we welcome trespassers here in these parts.”

“Well, what are you waiting for?” Hank asks impatiently.

They circle me like a pack of hungry wolves, their intentions clear as day.

JT’s hand reaches out, his fingers brushing against my cheek, and despite the fear gnawing at me, I lean into his touch, craving him like I’m under some strange spell.

Before I can fully process what’s happening, JT leans down and captures my lips.

His kiss is rough and demanding, leaving no room for doubt or hesitation. He tastes of whiskey and the wildness of the mountains, a heady combination that sends shivers down my spine.

I feel the roll of JT’s tongue against mine, and in that moment, I know I’m lost.

Hank and Ben’s hands roam across my bound form, leaving a trail of heated desire.

My modesty is gone, replaced by a raging fire that consumes me whole.

As they continue to explore my body, touching me in places I never thought possible, I give in to the sensations. Sensations I never knew I was capable of feeling. My body aches for more as they rip away my pajamas.

I arch my back, welcoming their touches, reveling in the pleasurable sensations overtaking my body.

“Atta girl,” Ben coos, his voice a soothing rumble in my ear. “You like that, don’t you? You’ve been craving this since you first arrived.”

JT’s lips find my bare skin, trailing kisses down my jawline, and then lower, and lower still.

“She wants all three of us,” Hank whispers.

“Greedy girl,” JT sighs.

They were going to have me right here, on the cold ground, in the middle of nowhere, and I was powerless to stop them.

Not that I wanted to stop them.

Their hands and mouths are everywhere, leaving me a quivering mess. I can feel the tension coiling deep inside me, just waiting to be released.

“Please,” I moan, my voice barely recognizable, “I... I...”

“We know what you need, sweetheart,” Hank whispers in my ear before his mouth finds my sensitive breasts. The sensations intensify, and I can no longer keep a grip on what’s happening or whose hands are where. All I know is that I am seeping into them.

“Flip her over,” JT growls.

Hank and Ben waste no time, in seconds I’m on my stomach, my hands still bound in front of me.

JT frees his impressive length from his pants, and I can feel the tip of him nudging against my entrance.

Desire pools through me. His hand moves and grasps the base of my skull, collecting my long braid into his palm.

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