Durango.
After the sex, Liz had contemplated going back down to the river for yet another bath in the cold water to soothe her aching pussy, but remembered how the water lapping against her pussy had made her feel so wickedly aroused the last time she’d been there. She knew she wasn’t aching due to the awesomely powerful thrusts of Durango’s cock but because she longed to have him pistoning into her again.
Instead of going to the creek she’d done a quick sponge bath in the living room. Thankfully, she hadn’t been interrupted until about an hour later. Liz had just put on some coffee to figure out what in the world she was going to do next with the three men when Teyla had come knocking at her door.
She said she’d been dropping in for a visit while her three men worked in a nearby pasture, cutting hay for the horses, using some old-fashioned hand sickles they’d found in an abandoned barn on the far side of the valley.
“Liz? Did you hear me? How come you’re acting so weird?”
Teyla said that Liz was acting weird? Well, hell yeah, she did just have sex with two guys. She was wired and ready to go at it again. She felt like she was in heat or something. Deliciously out of control.
Liz plastered on a fake smile for her suspicious friend. “Weird? I am? Oh, um, I’m just sleepy. The thunderstorm kept me awake,” she lied.
Teyla frowned with puzzlement, her eyes sharpening as she studied Liz. “I thought there were just a couple of low rumbles.”
Oh great. She’d been up at the crack of dawn, too?
“Would you like some sugar with your coffee?” Liz said, trying to change the subject. She reached for the sugar jar she kept in the middle of the table and noticed her hands were trembling. Oh darn.
Teyla’s gaze narrowed as she also caught sight of Liz’s shaking hands. “They’re here, aren’t they?”
“Excuse me?” Liz’s face flamed, giving her away.
Teyla’s mouth dropped open. “And you’ve had sex with them already, haven’t you? That’s why you’re acting so weird.”
“Keep your voice down,” Liz whispered, not wanting to wake up the men. At least not yet.
“With all three of them? I thought you said you weren’t going to give in to Durango if he ever came back?”
Shock mingled with glitters of amusement and excitement in her friend’s eyes.
“How did you know there were three? And how do you know he’s back?”
Teyla shrugged her shoulders. “They dropped by yesterday afternoon. They looked pretty beat. I wanted to help fix their wounds, but all three refused. Durango said he would wait until you patched them all up.”
All three? What?
“Durango was wounded, too?” She hadn’t seen any other injuries on him. Just the one in his arm. The one he said she’d put there. Or had she? Why would Durango make her feel so guilty if she wasn’t responsible? Anger flared, and Liz swore softly beneath her breath. So she would allow him to keep them here, that’s why he’d lied.
“Gosh, you really are rattled. You can’t even remember the wound to his arm?”
Liz shook her head, totally pissed at being duped.
Grabbing her coffee mug, she took a tentative sip of the scalding black bitter liquid and felt the heat zip down her throat. It reminded her of having Landon’s hot, pulsing cock in her mouth. Oh great, she was already addicted to sex with two men.
Suddenly Teyla squirmed with excitement in her seat and clasped her hands together with overly obvious delight. “Okay, you are really blushing now, Liz. What did they do to you?”
Liz closed her eyes and shook her head, feeling really embarrassed now. She didn’t make it a habit of talking about sex. She spoke to her clients about their sexual escapades, but she tended to keep her affairs a secret. Okay, affairs might not be the right word. Sharing wouldn’t be considered an affair if Durango was in on it and wanted it, right?
“I couldn’t refuse them. It was Durango and Landon. I thought I could, but they’re just so…”
“Sexy?” Teyla prodded.
Yeah, there was that. “Insistent,” Liz said. “Hot?”
Liz nodded. “And so demanding. Durango put a plug in me.”
“Oh my gosh,” Teyla breathed and threw up her hands over her mouth, obviously excited that she’d spoken too loud.
“And he said they would take me whenever they wanted,” Liz confessed, remembering Durango’s dark, erotic words.
“You must have made him really hot if he’s assuming you’re going to go for that. What did you tell him? Did you set him straight? Tell him that they would take you whenever you wanted to?”
“No, I just…accepted it. The firm way he spoke made me even more aroused.” Was she a sick woman or what?
“Oh wow, this is awesome. I’m so excited for you. To have three men just taking you whenever…well, actually, that’s what my three men do, but you were supposed to be different. Stronger than me. Defiant. Professional doctor. Girl power and all that.”
Liz could see the sides of Teyla’s lips struggling to lift and realized her friend was kidding her.
“I want to experience more of it,” Liz confessed, totally not believing she was confessing this out loud and to Teyla.
“That’s good to hear.”
Liz forgot to breathe as Durango’s low voice rumbled over her like smooth black velvet.
“Hi, Ethan.” Teyla waved to an area behind Liz and then winked at Liz.
Panic snapped through her. Oh God. Durango was up already and he’d heard her confession? Oh sweet heavens. This was so not good. What about Landon? And the other one? Had they heard, too? Were they standing behind her as well? She dared not look.
Oh, she was so not ready to deal with them. Not now. Not when she had Teyla sitting here, her eyebrows raised with curiosity, obviously awaiting Liz’s next move.
“Hey, doll. Nice to see you. I thought I heard voices. Your guys around, Teyla?”
“They’re over in the west field. There’s some good grass for hay there,” Teyla answered, taking a nonchalant sip of her coffee, acting totally normal and pretending that what Liz had just told her didn’t affect her one way or the other.
Liz could feel him all around her, and the tension zipping from him to her screamed sex. When he walked into her view, her insides melted. He wore nothing but his hip-hugging blue jeans and those perfectly sculpted, tanned muscles…Liz swore she was hot flashing just looking at them, although she was nowhere near menopause.
“I see Liz took care of that bullet wound for you.”
Liz saw Durango stiffen, and obviously he knew the cat was out of the bag. He didn’t answer. He also averted Liz’s gaze.
Son of a bitch. She would deal with him the moment Teyla was gone. He could bet on that.
“I think I’ll get dressed and pop on over and give your guys a hand, Tey. I’ll go out the back way. Nice seeing you again.”
“Likewise, Ethan,” Teyla chirped. A bit too happily where Liz was concerned. But then again, Teyla was always happy these days with three men sexually satisfying her, protecting her, and loving her.
They both waited for Durango to disappear down the hallway before Teyla leaned over the table and whispered softly, “He is so hunky. And the other two are, too. My goodness, Dr. Liz, you certainly do have the hottest male patients, and I’m not only speaking of your guys, but the last three guys you sent my way,” Teyla gushed.
Then her mouth dropped into a quick frown. “I wonder sometimes what would have happened to me if Logan, Cass, and Spencer hadn’t arrived when they did. I love them all so dearly. I dread anything happening to them, especially if those vigilantes decide they want to go after them for their part in the Durango Gang. Has Ethan said anything to you about quitting?”
That last question hit Liz in the gut like a bullet, and she sucked in a sharp breath at the impact. With all this sexual tension between her and Durango, she hadn’t really thought about it. Yet, here it was, poised over her head
