Northern Exposure: Compass Brothers, Book 1 Read Free Page B

ripped it open with his teeth then rolled the latex over his throbbing cock.
    “She’s had enough teasing, Compass.” The other man dipped his fingers in the drenched slit awaiting him. When its owner cried out, Red painted her arousal over her clit, playing with the sensitive nerves there. “Take her.”
    How could he resist a gift like that? Silas pretended the wanton beckoning him was Lucy. His Lucy. The girl he’d grown up with, shared his aspirations with, known from the first instant could handle the rough Wyoming lifestyle. The woman he’d lost before he’d had a chance to make her his own.
    He shucked his shirt then unbuttoned his jeans.
    “Jesus, that never gets old. Wait ’til you see him, honey. He’s gorgeous.”
    Silas’s pants dropped to the floor.
    “A bonus, for sure. But I’m more concerned with how he fucks. I need it. Bad.”
    Silas practically ran to the bed then leaped upon it. If he had it to do over again, he’d make sure she never went without again. He’d stake a claim so primal she’d never dare to date another man. No, he’d establish a bond so essential she’d thrive in the aftermath of his attention and that of the man he’d come to realize he craved equally.
    Silas wrapped the fingers of one hand in the hair of the woman. With the other, he shackled Red’s wrist and guided the fervent man to surround his cock. His partner understood what he demanded.
    Red caressed the thick hard-on in his grasp, aligning the purple tip with the entrance of the woman’s pussy. The first touch of Silas’s cock on the woman’s hot flesh threatened to scald him through the thin barrier protecting them both. They all moaned their approval. Red fed Silas’s erection to the woman, using her ample arousal to lubricate the thick, veined shaft.
    When all of Silas’s length tucked into the humid channel, he shifted his hips so his balls rested on Red’s hand. The man cupped him. Red peered up at Silas, his head tilted, awaiting orders.
    “Get down there,” Silas barked. “Lay on your back between our legs. Suck my balls. Lick her. Make it good. I’m going to ride her hard. She better come before I do or your ass will be too sore to sit tomorrow.”
    He saw the momentary debate waging in Red. The man must have considered disobeying him on purpose. He relished a tinge of pain with his pleasure. In the end, he complied as though he could tell Silas wasn’t in the mood for games tonight.
    No, Silas needed the real thing. If he didn’t find an outlet for the rage and frustration building inside, he’d shatter. Thank God his bedmates required the same.
    The woman writhed on Silas’s impaling cock, trying to shove him deeper as she ground herself on Red’s face. When his roommate’s tongue lapped along the center seam of his sac, Silas pulled out of the woman’s pussy, drawing his cock across the eager muscle licking juice from his full-blown erection.
    He changed direction, sinking inside the woman once more, loving the pressure that built on his plump head before it squeezed past the clenched ring of muscle guarding her entrance. She shrieked as he bottomed out with one fierce push.
    Silas set a rhythm none of them could withstand for long. He blanketed the woman’s back, biting her shoulder when he realized she smelled like Lucy too. Strawberry shampoo always propelled him to the brink of madness. He pounded her pussy, gauging her excitement from her pants, which edged toward screams. The talented manipulation of Red’s tongue over her clit and Silas’s balls enhanced his assault.
    Silas ran one hand along her waist, up her center then filled his palm with her breast. He squeezed hard, concentrating on driving through her tightening grasp.
    “You like that. Don’t you, Lu?” He growled in her ear and redoubled his strokes.
    “Damn straight. Except my name isn’t—”
    Colby must have nipped her to cut her off so quick. He whispered, “Don’t ruin Compass’s fantasy.”
    Lucy