Page 78 of Snowed In with her Mountain Men
But she’d also brought happiness; in its purest form. Laughter, unlike the three of us had shared since Sarge wasalive. We were always close, and would always be brothers, but we’d drifted apart emotionally since our mentor’s passing. It had been the burden of updating the cabin; and the stress of tearing up the grounds, in an attempt to find Sarge’s lost legacy. Somehow, without even trying, this woman had brought us together again. We were on the same wavelength. We could feel our old connections again, and those connections flowed through her.
You love her.
I did! And I wasn’t the least bit ashamed to say it, either — at least in my head. Yes it was scary. And yes, I knew our arrangement was temporary, too. But not even those looming issues could diminish the depth of the feelings I had for this incredible woman. And if I knew my brothers-in-arms… the feelings they had for her as well.
Ryder and Jaxon finally made their way over, as if summoned by my own errant thoughts. The two of them were pushing a snowball the size of a small car. Camryn’s mouth gaped open at the size of it.
“Please tell me we’re making a snowman!” she said excitedly.
Jaxon’s chin tilted upward, his eyes flitting toward the sky. The blue had gone out of it when we weren’t looking. It had been replaced by a swirling gray; one that looked angrier with each passing minute.
“Only if we hurry,” he nodded.
She rushed forward to help, and I joined right in; the four of us pushing the snow boulder back and forth across our little clearing. It felt good to be outside again, stretching our arms and legs, filling our lungs with the crisp, frosty mountain air. Wewere all for Camryn, and she for us. Together we felt invincible, as if nothing could stop us. Nothing but the one nagging thought that kept me from immersing myself so fully and completely in this blissful winter fantasy:
If only this could last forever.
~ 44 ~
CAMRYN
The pane was only inches from my lips; the glass frozen and dark, swirling with the outside shadows. I could feel the blast of icy coldness radiating off it, as I surged gently but rhythmically forward and back.
“Do you have any fucking idea how cold it is out there?”
Oakley’s words were a low whisper, lingering in my ear. His strong hands squeezed my hips. His naked body, pressing against mine, surged into me again and again as I shook my head. It forced me even closer to the cold, frozen window, until the surface was frosted by my hot breath.
“Do you have any idea how warm it is inhere?”
A hand wrapped around me, snaking downward against my sex. Oakley hissed sexily as he curled his fingers, pressing my clit even more snugly against his slow, deep thrusts.
Fuck…
My every breath fogged and then unfogged the pane of frosted glass, while the storm raged outside. I was being screwed snugly but comfortably; helplessly sandwiched between the surface of the cabin wall and Oakley’s hard, unyielding body. His goatee tickled my shoulder; his mouth like lava on my goosebumped neck. His cock felt enormous inside me, guiding me down the razor’s edge of sweet oblivion.
“This ass is mine you know,” he murmured against my skin. He palmed one side of it roughly, slapping and squeezing it until I jumped. “I’m the one who broke it in.”
Reaching back with one arm, I clawed him even tighter against me. I could feel his hand guiding his erection now, withdrawing it from my hot little womb and dragging it slowly upward.
“Take it then.”
I gasped as he pierced me back there, popping the head through in a single, confident stroke. I braced my hands on either side of the window as he filled my ass, his thick erection drilling me over and over until I was ready to scream.
Holy fucking fuck.
I couldn’t believe I’d gone from being afraid of this perverted little sex act, to loving it so fucking much. Taking the guys in my ass was something I craved now, and even begged them for. And they loved taking it just as much.
“Fuck, Camryn…”
Finally I did scream, clawing at the rough-hewn wall that separated us from the biting, frozen wasteland just outside. Oakley pumped me a few more times before letting himself go, his fingers curling into the tender flesh of my rump as he filled my back channel with long, powerful jets of his hot seed.
The whole thing had taken less than two minutes, but that was okay. The guys often took their pleasures wherever and whenever they found them, as did I. Using each other was beyond hot, and dirty little quickies like this were always fun.
“God, I needed that.”
The fire crackled as we pulled our sleep clothes back on and made ourselves right again. What began as an impromptu ice cream party at midnight ended with us warming ourselves by the fire, and eventually, with him filling my ass at the window while we watched the storm together.
“So when do you think it’ll end?”
