Branded (Siren Publishing LoveXtreme Special Edition) (10 page)

“I think you like the idea of my cock in your ass while D fucks your pussy. I think you’ve wanted that all along, which is why you agreed to fuck us all. One man is not enough for you. You want us to take you as we please. Make you our dirty little whore.”

“I don’t like that word,” she mumbled.

“But it makes you wet.”

She closed her eyes when his mouth pressed a hot wet kiss against the side of her neck. She couldn’t speak. She should have been offended when he used the word “whore,” but she couldn’t have cared less. His mouth moved down, his tongue darted out to taste her flesh.

“You’d let us too. You like the idea of pleasure so overwhelming, you can’t begin to describe it. Maybe I’ll radio Devin. You can suck his cock while we fuck you.” His hand dipped between her thighs again. “What do you think about that?”

She liked it. A lot actually. She moaned when he brushed her clit with his finger. She wanted all that he said and more. “I want you.”

A finger slipped inside her. “I know you do.”

He stroked her G-spot while rubbing her clit. Blaine’s mouth crashed against hers as she cried out, spasming around his fingers. She sucked his tongue, cupping his cheeks and holding his face against hers.

Dierks came up beside them. “I got the condoms and the lube. Our stash is running low.” He gave a chuckle. “I think we need to invest in a larger supply.”

Blaine pulled back, completely withdrawing from her body. He led her into the barn with Dierks following behind them. Blaine found an empty, clean stall, and Dierks grabbed a large blanket they kept in the barn. Dierks threw the condoms and the lube down before he laid the blanket on the fresh straw.

The men seemed to have planned this all along. Erin watched as they communicated perfectly without saying one word. Both cowboys stripped, kicking their boots to the side. Erin sat on the makeshift bed, watching as both gave her a striptease. Strong legs came into view next as they shoved their jeans to their feet. Erin widened her legs and slipped two fingers in her wet pussy.

“Shit,” Dierks said, noting what she was doing. When Blaine looked over at him he nodded toward Erin. “I think she’s trying to prove she doesn’t need us.”

Erin smiled and closed her eyes. “Oh, I need you. The reality is better than the fantasy, I’m sure.”

She envisioned what Blaine’s words had painted in her mind. Hot bodies rubbing against her. Even hotter cocks pumping inside her. Desire brewed so hot she thought it’d leak from her pores. Blaine had that effect on her. He made her hot simply by standing there, staring at her while she pumped two fingers into herself.

Dierks made her hot, too, though in a different way. He was the bad boy of the group. He rebelled against everything and everyone, living by his own rules and taking nothing from anyone. He knelt beside her and pulled her hand away from her body. She watched as he brought her fingers to his mouth and licked the juices from them. She now understood why men liked to watch women go down on them. There was something about seeing a tongue swipe against a body part—any body part—that screamed sex. Dierks’s tongue slipped between her two fingers, making sure he lapped up every last drop. It rendered an erotic picture that made her pussy spasm, waiting to be filled.

Blaine reached for the condoms. He pulled one off for himself and tossed another to Dierks, who dropped her hand to the side while he undid the package. Erin slid her arms out of her robe and tossed it toward Blaine’s clothes.

Dierks lay back on the blanket and pulled Erin on top of him. He smiled as he cupped the back of her head and drew her closer for a kiss. His tongue ran along her upper lip and she opened her mouth, seeking more. God, he tasted good. A hot, hard male claimed her with his lips and tongue alone.

He lifted her thighs and pressed his cock against her entrance. She was sore from yesterday. So much sex in one day forced her to use muscles she’d forgotten she’d had. He filled her slowly, allowing her to feel every solid inch of his dick. A moan escaped her lips at the sensation coursing through her body.

Once Dierks filled her completely he held her in place, spreading her cheeks for Blaine. Erin pressed her forehead against his, waiting for Blaine to fill her back passage. She didn’t have to wait long.

Blaine’s thick, rubber-coated cock pressed against her. The cool lube made her gasp, and Dierks momentarily distracted her with a kiss. Blaine pushed inside her gently, filling her even slower than Dierks. The fullness of both men felt amazing. Blaine seated himself completely and allowed Dierks to withdraw.

Erin’s eyes rolled into the back of her head.

“Your pussy is amazing. Hot and so fucking tight.” Dierks thrust inside her again and held still. “God, you’re squeezing me like I’m your fucking lifeline.”

Blaine withdrew and Erin gasped. Then moaned.

“You like that?” Blaine’s hot breath ticked her ear. “You like me fucking your ass, don’t you? Balls deep, fucking you so hard your teeth rattle.”

She couldn’t say anything. The pleasure was too much. Both men worked in unison. One would thrust while the other withdrew. Erin thought she’d die of pleasure. Dierks reached between them and rubbed her clit. She gasped. Blaine’s tongue traced a path along the back of her neck.

Her entire body convulsed as she came. She screamed as she collapsed on top of Dierks, her body clenching both of them inside her. Blaine continued to pummel her, hard enough that her teeth did rattle. The notion itself drew out her orgasm, wave after wave coursing through her. Every part of her being felt pleasure, down to the tips of her toes. She closed her eyes and gave herself over to it, over to both of these lusty men.

Sometime later, Blaine withdrew from her and moved to the side. Dierks gently lifted her off his lap and slipped the used rubber from his softening cock. Erin lay replete between them, snug in their warmth. She could most definitely get used to this. The idea left her blissful as she drifted asleep.

Blaine entered Erin’s office around two that afternoon, finding her yawning at her desk. She’d thrown on an old, ratty, gray sweatshirt and matching pants. She didn’t bother putting on makeup or fixing her hair. She simply pulled the blonde strands into a messy ponytail on top of her head.

“How did things go with the bank? Are you clear now?”

She rubbed her eyes. “Yeah. I don’t know how long it will take to get your money back, though. I’ve been looking over the books for the past two hours. I don’t know how to bring money in.”

He sat in the pink chair that usually doubled as storage for file folders that hadn’t been filed yet. Surprisingly, the chair was empty. “You bring more money in by raising more livestock.”

She pulled her legs up to her chest. “So you really quit the rodeo to be with me?”

“We all did. D is taking an endorsement deal like me. Kade and Devin are the only ones staying in. Scotty doesn’t want the nonsense either. He was like a depressed puppy while we were gone. It’s probably why his scores sucked.” He sighed. “I’ve got to meet my agent from time to time in Austin. I’m still doing endorsements, but I’m going to sell my house and move everything back here.”

He wasn’t too worried about money. He had enough to live comfortably. With this new contract, he had extra to splurge on anything he wanted. Or he could put it all into savings. He frowned. Could they all really have a relationship with her?

“You don’t look too happy.” Erin dropped her legs to the ground. “What’s wrong?”

“I’m sorry I got pissed off at you.” He blew out a breath. “I hadn’t counted on being left out since we shared a bed.”

Erin met his eyes. “I guess we didn’t talk about everything, did we?” She licked her lips. “Are you okay with this? The sharing and the ménages?”

“Yes.” And he was. He wouldn’t have said it if he didn’t mean it. “As long as it makes you happy.”

She grinned. “I’m a very happy girl.”

He glanced out the window. “You have to understand, though, that I still need some space every now and then. D and I talked about it. The ménages are okay, but the sharing is awkward for us. I don’t want to sleep next to you when you’ve been with someone else and not me.”

She nodded. “That makes sense. I’m sorry I didn’t think about that before.”

Blaine thought about their ménage earlier that morning. He wasn’t so sure that ménage would have happened then if he hadn’t gotten mad at her. Changing the subject, he asked, “Are you going to be okay here if I leave?”

“I don’t know.” She propped her chin on her fist. “I’ll miss you.”

He smiled. Erin was the only woman that could make his insides gooey, not that he’d ever admit that aloud. He’d had his fair share of lovers and had many entertaining times. But Erin was always different. She was hot, no doubt, and he loved her. He always had. He knew that the first month he went away, wishing every second he’d asked her to come with him.

“If I asked you to go with me, what would you say?”

She smiled. “I’d love to go with you, but I’m not about to leave this ranch in the hands of anyone other than me or you. It might not be standing when we got back.”

“If I asked you five years ago, would you have said no?”

She swallowed hard. “No. I would have gone.” She glanced away. “I actually wanted you to stay.”

Staying was out of the question. He was tired of working his ass off and getting nothing in return. He’d been too wild, too carefree, to settle down in their one-horse town. Now…now was a different story.

“I wouldn’t have stayed.” Blaine knew that without a doubt. “I should have asked you to go with me, though. You could have been my own personal buckle bunny.”

She snorted. “Not for all the money in the world.”

He grinned. “Why not?”

She scowled at him. “There’s no way on earth I would prance around in those damn tight shorts with my ass hanging out the leg holes. And don’t even mention those damn plaid shirts that are never buttoned high enough and show the swells of my boobs to every dick that walks by.”

Blaine pictured her in that outfit. “You’d look pretty damn hot. Maybe you should wear that outfit around the house.”

She held out her arms. “I’m a sweats kind of girl.”

Blaine smiled and stood, pulling her around to face him. “You’re my kinda girl.”

He kissed her, molding his mouth against hers. She always gave him what he wanted. Hot and spicy sex or sweet kisses that he wished lasted forever. Her tongue traced the seam of his mouth, and he granted her entrance. God, he loved her. Everything about her.

When he finally pulled away, he sat on the edge of her desk and stared down at her. “Stuff like that is making me reconsider leaving.”

She smiled and patted his leg. “You’ll be fine. Just think about how much fun reunion sex is going to be.”

Oh, he could picture it. Her hot and wanton, lying on the bed waiting for him to fill her any way he pleased. Maybe she’d let him tie her up. Or maybe she’d ask someone to join them. God, the possibilities were endless.

He pulled her into his embrace. She wrapped her arms around him and snuggled against his chest. A week was a short time. It wouldn’t be that big of a deal to be away that long. He pressed a kiss in her hair. She smelled tropical, and it teased him to no end.

“I love you, Erin.” He rested his cheek against her head. She had told him not to say it in a fit of anger, but he couldn’t hold it back anymore. She was his partner and his lover. He loved her more than words could say.

She smiled at him. A heartbeat later, she said, “I love you, too, stud.”

Lexie’s love for writing began when she wrote her first play in fourth grade. With a big imagination and love for creating worlds, she wrote several more scripts that have placed first in contests. She loves to read but didn’t pick up a romance novel until high school and fell in love with the genre. Now she writes steamy stories with heartfelt characters, letting her imagination take her wherever it may go.

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