Claimed (Outlaws #1)

The orgasm caught her by complete surprise. She was wholly aware of Connor’s thumb rubbing her clit, Rylan’s tongue fucking her core. The thrill of knowing that two men were dedicated to her pleasure, and her pleasure alone, intensified the white-hot waves of release, and a second orgasm came without warning, different from the first but no less powerful. This time it was concentrated on her clit, a rapid, incessant throb that she felt in her fingers and toes and everywhere in between.

It was too much. Too intense. All she could do was give in to it, ride it out as her muscles strained from the force of her release and her mind fragmented into a million pieces.

Connor’s heart hammered against his rib cage as he watched Hudson come apart. The complete lack of abandon, the naked ecstasy on her face… took his breath away.

His cock had turned into an iron spike, throbbing impatiently against his zipper. “Jesus,” he hissed when she finally went still. “You’re so beautiful when you come, baby.”

Rylan raised his head from Hudson’s pussy and released a rueful sigh. “I got ahead of myself with the tongue-fucking,” he confessed. “I didn’t think it’d get her off.”

Connor’s lips twitched. “Twice.”

Hudson’s gray eyes were droopy and glazed as she looked at him. “I’m sorry?”

He choked out a laugh. Damn it. He really liked this woman, probably a lot more than he ought to, but he couldn’t help himself. He found her sarcasm endearing, and there was something so refreshing about her eagerness to explore her sexuality, her complete acceptance of his dominance.

Hell, he even liked the way she ordered his men around. Her bossiness made sense, considering she’d worked in a hospital and probably dealt with cranky, difficult patients on a daily basis, but he could tell it drove his friends crazy. And yet… they indulged her. They might grumble under their breaths as they did it, but Kade, Xan, and Rylan were quick to help Hudson with whatever new task she’d assigned herself around camp.

She wasn’t like that with Connor, though. Not anymore. Not since she’d asked to spend the night with him and he’d rejected her.

During sex, she didn’t hold back. She gave him every part of herself. But outside the bedroom, she kept her distance. If she had questions about the outlaw world, she went to Xan. If she wanted to talk about camp chores, she went to Kade. If she needed comfort, she went to Rylan.

It was exactly what Connor had wanted. For Hudson to be satisfied with their just-sex arrangement and stop asking for more than he was able to give her.

So why the hell was he pissed that she’d actually given him what he’d asked for?

“You’re not sorry at all,” Rylan was accusing her. “You wanted that orgasm.”

“If it helps, you guys really did torment me before I came.” She grinned, adding, “Twice.”

“Fuckin’ brat.”

Connor cut off the teasing exchange. “It’s our turn to be greedy,” he said roughly. “On the bed, sweetheart. I want you on all fours.”

Her expression held no uncertainty or fear, just pure excitement as she did what he asked. She settled on her hands and knees, the mattress dipping slightly under her weight. Her blond hair streamed over one shoulder as she shamelessly jutted her ass in the air and twisted her head with an impish look. “Like this?”

Jesus. What a difference two weeks made. The blushing, wide-eyed innocent Connor had brought to Lennox’s was gone, replaced by a confident vixen who had no qualms about thrusting her ass out at him in bold invitation.

His mouth went dry as he gazed at her pussy, slick and swollen from her orgasm. He wanted to slide inside her, screw her until she came again, but instead, he positioned himself in front of her, his knees hitting the mattress as he guided his cock to her sexy pink lips.

“Open,” he murmured.

Her lips parted and he nudged the head of his cock through them. Her tongue instantly swirled around him, sending a sizzle of heat down his shaft and directly to his balls.

Rylan stood at the foot of the bed, his fist closed around his cock. He toyed with his piercing as he watched Hudson’s mouth in action.

Connor’s fingers slid through her hair, tightening in the silky strands when her tongue landed on the sensitive spot on the underside of his dick. “I bet your pussy feels so empty right now, doesn’t it, baby?”

Her answering moan vibrated in his cock.

“Do you want Rylan to fill you up while you suck me?”

A nod now, accompanied by another deep moan that he felt in his blood.

Connor glanced at his friend and tipped his head toward the bedside table. “Condoms in the drawer.”

Rylan looked puzzled for a beat, and then understanding dawned on his face as he realized what that meant. He went to the drawer without commenting. A moment later, he had a condom on and was positioning himself behind Hudson.