Branded (Siren Publishing LoveXtreme Special Edition) (8 page)

She sighed. She had no idea where Devin and Kade were. Keeping up with them was a full-time job, itself. She moved to the kitchen and decided to clean up the mess the men had made. Devin was an excellent cook, but he lacked the domestic gene to clean up after himself when he finished. Pots and pans sat on every countertop in the kitchen, along with every plate she owned as well as flatware. She glanced around, wondering where to begin. Starting with the stove, she worked her way around the kitchen, clockwise, stuffing dishes in the dishwasher and the larger pots and pans in a sink full of soapy water.

“Sexy cowboy to base, over.”

Erin paused in scrubbing a large sheet pan and glanced over at the walkie-talkie sitting next to her. She snorted and wiped her hands off on a dish towel. “This is base. What is your problem, sexy cowboy?”

Kade had a knack for playing games, and she loved it. Erin let the water out of the sink and moved to the now-empty countertop to wipe the grime off with a wet dishrag.

“I have a
big
problem.” Erin paused, staring at the radio. “A problem only the woman in charge can fix.”

Erin lifted the radio with a grin. “Blaine is the one in charge now. I’m just the maid.”

She waited for him to retort.

“Oh, well, a maid would be even better at fixing my problem.” He paused a moment. “Are you French?”

She laughed out loud. In her best Southern accent, she said, “No. Just a good, old-fashioned Texan, born and raised.”

“Ah, well, everybody loves a Southern girl. They’re more accommodating than the French.” She heard him start his truck. “Tell me, are you alone?”

He clicked off and she pursed her lips. She debated what she wanted to say.

“Yes.” She let the button go and glanced around. “The boss might be back any minute, though. Maybe you should wait for him to fix your problem.”

“Honey, this is a problem he can’t touch.” Kade paused. “Are you in your bedroom?”

“Kitchen.”

“Go to your bedroom and wait for me.” Kade waited a moment then added, “Naked.”

Erin licked her lips. In just a few minutes, Kade had her wet, thinking about what he had planned. She didn’t know if she wanted to indulge him, though. She hated surprises. She didn’t respond to him on the radio and sat it back in its cubby on the kitchen counter. Something about their arrangement felt perfect for her. She loved knowing her men wanted her and her only.

Erin shut the lights off in the kitchen and headed to the family quarters on the far right side of the house. Each man gave her something different. With Kade it was fun along with friendship and desire. She’d been slightly frustrated the men had left her home alone to clean up after them, and then, amidst her cleaning, Kade swooped in and added a little fun to her night.

She slipped out of her sweats and tossed them in the bathroom hamper. Whatever he had planned, she was game. She walked back to her bed and crawled on top of the comforter. She stretched out on her stomach, propping her head up on her fist. It didn’t take too long for Kade to enter, with Devin by his side.

“Ah, the sexy maid.” Kade grinned as he came toward her. “Disobeying her employer’s orders and meeting us in here.”

She batted her eyelashes. “Don’t tell anyone.”

Kade crawled in beside her and whispered, “Your secret’s safe with me.”

Devin joined them, going to the other side of the bed. He remained quiet while he undressed. Erin stayed in character, glancing between the two men.

“What about him? Will he tell?”

Devin grinned. “No, ma’am.”

Kade pushed her back against the mattress and pinned her arms next to her head. He slid his knee between her legs, brushing the rough denim against her wet heat. He kissed her lightly, nothing more than a brush of his lips against hers.

“We’re going to give you everything you want.” Kade moved his lips down to her neck.

The mattress dipped with Devin’s weight. Erin opened her eyes to find him naked. Devin was like Kade in many ways. Both liked adventure. Mundane was boring, and they hated routine. Devin leaned down and pressed his lips against hers while Kade kept working his way down her body. Both men had their mouth on her, tongues sliding, driving her crazy with want.

Kade flicked one nipple with his tongue while pinching the other between his fingers. She gasped into Devin’s mouth. Kade’s hands slipped between her thighs, pushing them wider as he continued down her body. Every erogenous zone was touched, bathed by his tongue. Devin’s hand rested at her jaw, his own tongue stroking hers.

“You have the softest skin, little maid.” His tongue dipped into her navel. His hands slipped between her thighs, pushing them wider. “I bet you taste sweet, too.”

Devin pulled back and watched her face while Kade’s tongue lapped at her pussy. “Do you like that? His tongue licking your cream while I watch?”

She couldn’t think. Her breaths came in shallow pants as Kade thrust his tongue inside her. Devin shifted slightly, held her pussy lips apart, and leaned down to suck her clit between his lips.

Oh, God…

Erin squirmed, gasped. Kade’s busy tongue worked her tight little hole while Devin circled her clit with the tip of his. She practically wailed. Her back arched off the mattress. Heat swept through her, overtaking, consuming. She thrashed as her orgasm claimed her and shot her out of this world.

When she came back to earth, both men were staring down at her. She blinked a few times. She’d never had an orgasm quite as intense as that. Kade smiled. Devin’s gaze grew more intense. Erin licked her lips. Her limbs grew limp. It took a great effort to even think about moving, much less actually doing so.

“Don’t you go to sleep yet, little maid.” Kade slipped from the bed and pulled his T-shirt off. “We’re nowhere near done with you.”

Kade dug his fingers into his pocket and tossed a few condoms to the mattress. Devin grabbed one and undid the package. Erin watched as he positioned it at the head of his thick cock and rolled it on.

“Roll over.” Devin waited. Erin turned until she lay on her stomach. Devin smacked her ass and forced her thighs wider. “I see what Blaine’s fascination with your ass is. It’s perfect.”

He pressed his cock against her and gripped her hips, thrusting in. She dug her fingers into the comforter and fought to keep her eyes open. Kade came to the side of the bed and crawled toward her. He sat to her side, stroking his cock while Devin pummeled her. Over and over, his pace was relentless and unforgiving. She loved it.

“Do all Southern girls like it hard?” Kade asked, fisting his cock. “Or did we just get lucky with our delectable maid?”

Erin couldn’t answer. She closed her eyes and clutched the sheets, crying out when her orgasm hit. Her body milked Devin’s cock, every muscle in her stomach clenching while her pussy sucked him deeper. She opened her eyes to see Kade smile at her.

“My turn,” Kade announced as Devin pulled away from her. Kade lifted her, pausing to take her mouth in a hard kiss that had her head reeling in a constant state of euphoria. He brought her down on his lap and slipped inside her with ease.

“Oh, my God.”

Kade licked the valley between her breasts. “Are two big cocks more than you can handle?”

She leaned back and rocked her pelvis. “Hell no.”

Kade groaned. Erin knew she’d most likely be sore in the morning, but the pain was worth the pleasure. She lifted off him and sank back down, riding him. Kade held her, a hand on the small of her back and the other on her stomach, guiding her along his cock.

Devin joined them on the bed again, lying against the pillows, watching. Erin didn’t know what was so erotic about having a man she just fucked watching her fuck another man, but it was.

“Harder.” Erin panted. Sweat popped out of her pores and wet her skin. God, the room felt on fire.

Kade paused and lifted her, shifting their positions so she lay on her back and he lay on top of her. He pressed her wrists into the mattress while his hips pumped inside her. “Say my name.”

Erin closed her eyes.

“No. Open your eyes and say my name when you come.” Kade rotated his hips, bumping his dick against her G-spot. He rubbed and grinded, thrust and withdrew until she gasped for air. “Say it.”

His cock rubbed her G-spot over and over and Erin couldn’t hold back any longer. “
Kade
!”

She screamed. She lifted her hips and gave as good as she got. She couldn’t stop. Kade thrust into her a few more times before grabbing her hips and imbedding his cock violently inside her, coming as hard as she did. Erin couldn’t help liking the power she felt when her name left his lips.

When Blaine entered the house two days later he found Devin and Kade sharing a pizza in front of the TV. Scotty and Dierks came in behind him, heading toward their bathroom to clean up and go to bed.

“Where’s Erin?” Blaine asked as he grabbed a slice of pizza.

“Sleeping.” Kade cheered when the bull rider on screen fell off his bull. “She wasn’t into watching bull riding so she went to bed after she ate.”

Blaine left the living room and headed toward Erin’s bedroom, pizza at hand. Two days away and he missed her like crazy. Blaine couldn’t wait to get a shower and crawl into bed next to her. He opened the door and found his sleeping beauty sprawled out on the mattress, nude. The blanket had fallen away from her body, and he couldn’t help staring at her image.

Blaine ate the last of his pizza and wiped his fingers on his jeans. He moved deeper into the darkness of the room. He didn’t know what to think about the arrangement he’d made with the guys. He loved Erin. He was pretty sure she loved him. After all, he, out of all the men, shared her bed with her every night.

He pulled the blankets over her chilled skin and watched her sleep. His rodeo days were now over. He ranked third, which drew a nice sum of money and a good line of endorsements if he wanted them. He wasn’t sure. Ranching had always been in his blood, and Blaine saw himself living off the land, the way he used to.

He leaned down and kissed her cheek. A small wrapper caught his eye, and he bent across the bed to pick it up. He frowned, his body growing stiff with tension. He glanced toward the doorway, knowing all the while that one or both men had fucked her tonight. He thought he’d be okay with it, but he didn’t like the idea one bit.

* * * *

Monday morning, Dierks stopped in the bathroom doorway, ogling Erin’s ass as it stuck up in the air. He folded his arms over his chest and watched as she scrubbed the inside of the bathtub with a flimsy sponge.

“You missed a spot.”

Erin jumped and clutched her chest. “You scared me. How long have you been standing there?”

“Few minutes. I was watching your ass.” He shrugged.

She scowled at him. “You could give me a hand. This, after all, is your bathroom.”

He smiled and came to her, kneeling beside her at the tub. He took the sponge and scrubbed the side. “You want to go out to dinner tonight?”

“Uh, I don’t know.” She pulled her rubber gloves off. “The guys might not like it.”

Dierks didn’t look at her. “I just thought you’d like to get out of the house for a while.”

She reached for his hand. “That’s sweet, D, but completely out of character. What provoked this?”

He tossed the sponge aside and glanced over at her. “I can be sweet.”

She brushed his hair from his forehead. “I know you can. You’re a rebel with a heart. I love that about you.”

He wanted to kiss her. In the back of his mind, he wondered how many of his friends had kissed her before him. It wasn’t too weird to share Erin with them, but he still wasn’t used to the idea of competing and sharing his prize. He lived with most of them for a good portion of his adult life, and they were pigs. He doubted any of them actually took Erin out on a real date before they got her into bed. He blew out a breath and turned back to the tub, flipping the faucet on to wash his hands.

“D?”

“Yeah?”

“What’s wrong?”

He turned the water off and sat in the floor next to her. “It’s nothing.”

“Tell me anyway.” She tugged at his arm and gave him her complete attention.

He laid his head on her shoulder. “I signed with Blaine’s agent right before we came here. He called me last night and told me he had a job offer. It’s in LA for about two months. They want me to be the spokesperson for Knotted, the brand-new Western clothing line. I think I’ll be modeling and making commercials. Doing radio productions and whatnot. He said they watched me at the rodeo in California a few months ago and that the owner himself picked me to model his stuff.”

She cupped his cheek. “That’s great news, sweetie.”

He lifted his head and looked at her. “I’m not a model.”

Erin rubbed his arm. “That’s okay. You’re sexy. That’s what he wants. Women will be buying up his line of clothes for their husbands, hoping they’ll look half as good as you.”

He smiled. “You’re lying, but I’ll believe it for right now.”

Erin moved to straddle his lap. “I’m not lying. Do you remember Georgia Doogan from high school? She used to drool over you every day at lunch. I also heard from Mrs. Mays that she watches you at the rodeo and makes her accountant husband dress like you.” Erin wrapped her arms around his neck. “There will be a lot of Georgia Doogans if you take this role. I think you should, too. If there are any sexy underwear ads, I want large, framed pictures to hang in my room.”