Lyndee's Saviors [Men of Montana] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) Read Online Free PDF Page A

time and I’ll be out as quick as I can,” Doctor Anderson said as he shook hands with each of them.
    “And guys…” They looked at him. “Be gentle on her. Give her some time to adjust.”
    Shocked expressions floated through the trio at the statement, but they weren’t too concerned about the old coot. They knew his secrets as well.
    The older gentleman left them alone with the woman who had them hard as steel all the way home. Trey found the trip difficult with the task he needed to perform on the way back, and Storm had his own difficulty holding the woman, his arm lying beneath her breasts, tempted to let his hand splay across them but kept himself in check. Austin couldn’t get the image of the handcuffs from his mind. Was she into bondage? Could she fulfill that desire of his, of theirs? Did someone get too overzealous in a scene and spook her? But what about the fact that she had been shot? They all their own thoughts dealing with the woman but when all was said and done, it was up to them to protect her and to seduce her.
    The men split up to perform tasks. Storm went into the adjoining bathroom and began to run warm water in the sink while Trey went to the kitchen, put on a pot of coffee, and retrieved a large bowl to take back to his brother. Austin gathered some towels and washcloths from the linen closet in the hall, along with some extra blankets. He also grabbed a clean T-shirt from his room, thankful that Martha had done the laundry.
    After filling the bowl with warm water, the men converged on the bed, surrounding the woman. At first none of them knew how to start with their task. Even though they desired her, they respected the fact she was a woman, and since they didn’t know her, guilt swept over them about undressing her.
    Slipping an arm under her shoulders, Austin lifted her torso and let Trey gently remove the dirty black tank top, allowing her breasts to spill free from their loose confines. Taking a wet washcloth Austin wiped down her back, making sure to remove all traces of dirt, pebbles, and foliage that had stuck to her body, while studiously trying to avoid staring at the white globes topped with luscious dark-pink nipples that had hardened in the cool air.
    Trey began to wash down one side of her while Storm washed the other, each man being as gentle as possible. Moans emanated from the woman and the men were unsure if it was from pain or something else in her subconscious, especially when their hands cleaned her breasts. Her nipples puckered even more at their ministrations while the men salivated at the sight. Each of them had to readjust themselves within their tight jeans before continuing and knew this was going to be a long night.
    The tattoo caught their attention. The green-and-yellow coloring contrasted with the black lines. As Austin had seen before, the open mouth of the dragon was near her nipple as if it were going to enjoy the delectable hard nub, and as they followed it, it wrapped around her ribcage, moving across her back. Its tail ended up on her left ass cheek, the pointed tip as if an arrow pointing toward her anus. The men traced it with their hands, lost in the moment, amazed that such an innocent-looking woman was so decadent with the art.
    After cleaning her all over, they dressed her in the T-shirt that Austin had provided, though she looked so lost within the large garment. Austin brushed her hair gently, remembering the way his mother loved to have hers done when he was younger. He had loved to brush her long, dark hair that came down below her rear as he was always eager to please her after his father left them. The memories weren’t good from his childhood, but he was thankful that his aunt and uncle had helped them out so there were some good recollections interspersed with the bad.
    When they finished cleaning her up, Storm pulled the sheet and blanket down while Austin picked her up and moved her to the center of the bed. Replacing the sheet and blanket,