Page 74 of Snowed In with her Mountain Men
I laughed as he threw his properties at me. Teasing the boys throughout the game had been fun; everything from taking their clothing, to letting them motorboat me for a hundred dollars a clip, to trading kisses for extra die rolls. It was only a matter of time though, before they all jumped me together. Two of them would grab my arms, rendering me helpless, while the third would yank my bottoms down. A minute later I’d find myself bent over the couch, getting railed savagely from behind. Just like after I’d beaten the three of them at Scrabble.
“Do we have any more strawberries?” I asked abruptly.
“Maybe,” Oakley said offhandedly. He knew as well as I did we’d gone through a lot of the fruit we’d bought, right before the storm.
“Because I’d do alotof things for some strawberries right now,” I sighed, falling back against the couch.
Suddenly I had their interest. “Really?”
“Oh yeah.” Slowly, teasingly, I parted my legs. “Fun things. Filthy things…”
My shorts were loose.Veryloose. As my thighs fell to either side, I could only imagine the things that became visible.
Only I didn’t have to imagine. I could see them reflected in three pairs of very hungry eyes.
“In fact, I can’t think of much I wouldn’t do. If one or more of you came up with—”
They scrambled from the room together, Ryder and Oakley. The sound of them hitting the kitchen was so loud, I wondered if they’d pulled the fridge door right off.
Jaxon however, stayed exactly where he was.
“You’re not going after them?” I asked, slightly amused.
Staring at me without blinking, he pulled his shirt slowly overhead. I watched each yummy muscle as it was gradually uncovered, gawking over the sheer size and strength of his magnificent physique.
“Why should I race those chumps to the kitchen?” he shrugged eventually, pulling me in. I slid into his lap, his hands beneath me. His fingers and tongue roamed my body, top and bottom, until I was sighing into his mouth.
“After all,” he chuckled, “everything I want is right… fucking… here.”
~ 42 ~
CAMRYN
I stepped from the house carefully, the freshly-fallen snow feeling soft and light beneath my boots. Fluffy mounds of it gave way in every direction; a vast, virgin-white playground, completely unblemished.
“I can’t believe it finally stopped!”
The skies were mostly clear. A beautiful, wonderful blue dome, with wispy white streaks.
“Temporarily stopped,” Oakley corrected me. “This is only a break in the storm. It’s going to snow again later, and then all night tonight.”
“It is?”
“Another two to three feet.”
I stopped for a moment to lean on my shovel. “Why are we even digging out then?”
“To keep ahead of it.”
The sound of scraping filled my ears, as all three of them began to dig in a different direction. Their well-muscled arms and shoulders made short work of the walkway. Snow flew everywhere, plopping on top of other snow with a soft hiss.
“You two go clear the Marauder,” Jaxon ordered, pointing to Ryder and myself. “We’ll do the solar array.”
With that we split up, and for the better part of the next hour I worked up quite a sweat. Ryder and I cut a very clean, satisfying path to the driveway, then began digging around the giant vehicle. I’d never really shoveled snow before — not like this, anyway. Somehow, I found the whole process oddly gratifying.
“Are we driving this thing today?” I asked over the plop of his shovel.
Ryder looked at the half-buried Marauder and shook his head. “No way in hell the roads are open yet.”
