Springer, Jan - In Her Bed [The Desperadoes 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Jan Springer Page B

now Landon. She had a mind to kick him out of her kitchen. Better yet, out of her home!
    “I’ve been wanting you for a long time, Brandy.”
    Lovely. She didn’t reply as she began kneading her bread again. She did, however, wonder exactly how long he’d wanted her.
    “He talks about you.”
    Durango talked about her? Great. He probably told them stories of how uptight she was with his kinky sharing fetish.
    “Usually when we’ve been on the trail for a long time, he pulls out your picture and passes it around the camp for all the guys to see.”
    Son of a bitch. He couldn’t share her, so he shared her picture? She wondered what he said about her. Did he tell them about their bedroom romps? Brag about how many times he could make her come in one night?
    “He says your whimpers are sexy as sin.” His voice had turned low. Soft. Gentle. Seductive.
    She should stop him from speaking this way about her.
    “He especially likes it when you make those cute mewling sounds when he sucks on your nipples.”
    Oh, have mercy. It was getting too warm in here.
    “Are you trying to seduce my woman already, Landon? I told you I wanted to watch.” Lust etched Durango ’s deep voice as he strolled into the kitchen.
    She should have been relieved that Durango had interrupted. She wasn’t. She was properly pissed off. Any man who was seriously interested in a woman wouldn’t allow another man to speak like this to her while he listened in. He shouldn’t be sharing intimate details about her either. How humiliating.
    “Hey, Doc,” he whispered.
    He wrapped his arms around her waist and pressed his chest into her back, pushing his enormous erection against her ass. At the same time he nuzzled the left side of her neck, just like he’d never been away at all. Like no one was watching.
    “ Durango …Ethan…” She wanted to tell him to stop, but she couldn’t quite say the words. She…um…liked what Durango was doing. Liked that another man was watching them. Landon’s gaze held hers.
    She swore his eyes grew darker. Predatory. The pink tip of his tongue peeked out, and his eyelids drooped to half-mast. He looked very interested in what Durango was doing to her, and Liz felt the simmering need for sex shift beneath her tight control.
    “I’ve missed you, Doc,” he whispered against her neck.
    I can feel how much , she answered silently, and despite not wanting to, she melted against his strong body. She knew she should mount a protest at doing this in front of Landon, but the stranger held her gaze. The sultry way Durango moved against her made her feel utterly helpless to do anything but feel.
    Boy was she ever feeling. His hands were sliding over her hips like two hot brands of wicked intention. She shivered as sultry sensations caressed her flesh, and she found herself both responding and resisting.
    “ Durango …I can’t…shouldn’t…” She could barely keep her eyes open as Landon kept watching them. She felt intoxicated with Durango ’s wild scent as it curled around her in erotic waves.
    “I want to make love to you, Doc. Here. Now. Right in front of Landon.” Durango ’s voice sounded tense, and savage. As savage as the way Landon was watching them.
    Shock literally shook her. Was Durango crazy? She shouldn’t do this. Not in front of someone. She couldn’t… oh my …Landon was standing. He shouldn’t be standing on his injured thigh, her doctor side warned. But the warning was quickly forgotten. Her eyes widened and her pussy creamed as Landon’s tanned muscles in his arms jumped and bunched when his hands went to undo the clasp at his jeans. He held her gaze as he peeled down the zipper.
    Oh goodness, they were seducing her. Her mouth went dry as he pulled his jeans past his hips. His underwear quickly followed.
    “Don’t be afraid of what you need,” Durango whispered in her ear. “Of what we both need.”
    He kissed her neck, that tender area right there where her shoulder and neck met.