Cowboy Outcasts (12 page)
Authors: Stacey Espino
“Callum…”
She ran her hand through his short, dark hair as he trailed kissed down the
center of her breast bone. Only last week she’d been a virgin. Now her entire
world had opened up, exposing her to the wickedest erotic experiences.
“I
thought the townsfolk would have warned you about coming here. We’re to be
avoided at all costs, or didn’t you hear?” asked
her hair. He stared into her eyes as his brother travelled lower down her body,
his lips grazing her sensitive flesh.
“I’m
not afraid. I want you both.” Her words felt foreign after she’d spoken. She
hoped she hadn’t offended Callum or said the wrong thing aloud. Maybe this was
another test and she’d failed by desiring both brothers. She couldn’t help her
human nature, or ignore the little voice inside her head that screamed both men
were meant to be hers.
“I’ve
never shared a woman,” said Callum.
“It’ll
be a first for all of us.”
addicting. She kissed him back, not even concerned with breathing at this
point. His stubble scraped her cheeks and his fingers combed through her hair,
holding her head in place.
How had
this happened? Hailey felt as if she were having an out of body
experience—floating, soaring, being carried along on the waves of lust. The
O’Shea men may be cowboy outcasts, but she wanted nothing more. She just hoped
their ménage would stand the test of time. At this point she wasn’t sure it
would last the night.
“Are
you still cold?” asked
“I’m
hot.” She felt like an inferno was building in her cunt, growing and spreading
out to her extremities. Hailey ran her hands over
firmness of his muscles. He was larger than life, visibly perfect and beyond
tempting. Wicked thoughts flitted in her head. She wanted the cowboy duo to
take control of her body, make her theirs. Any inhibitions she may have had
fled the moment they both agreed to share.
Callum’s
tongue swiped up her folds, startling her. The intensity was all consuming,
making her knees weak. She couldn’t believe he’d just licked her pussy. And she
wanted more. He secured her hips with his big hands, suckling her clit and
exploring with his lively tongue. The sensations were electric. Each time
Callum would clear his throat, the brief respite only added to her growing bliss.
His cock was ramrod hard, making her gasp. He smirked, a devilish tilt of the
lips. “You have no idea what you’re in store for, sweetheart.”
She was
tempted to tell him not to hurt her. Two men invading her body was a daunting
prospect. But she bit her tongue, knowing she’d welcome that kind of pain right
now—craved it even.
Callum
stood up, towering over her. Her pussy felt empty and achy, in desperate need
of attention. Side by side, her dark-haired cowboys made her heart race and
inner walls tighten. They studied her curves, their eyes glazed over in lust.
She hoped they liked what they saw. Hailey had always been a conservative girl,
only concerned with her studies. Now she was standing in the yard of the ranch,
without a stitch of clothing, acres of open prairie in all directions. She
never wanted to return to her old self or old life.
Callum
removed his shirt and then slid his leather belt out of his Wranglers. The
sound of the buckle made her nipples tighten. She wondered what it would feel
like to be punished by him, to be turned over his knee and spanked like a
naughty child.
“We
best get her inside before things get carried away.” Callum scooped her up into
his arms. His chest was warm against her skin, and his strength continually
aroused her.
“So, I
take it you’re not mad at your brother anymore?”
He
kissed her temple. “I can’t stay mad at him. He’s all I have left.” She wanted
to say that he had her, but she kept quiet.
Callum
didn’t bring her upstairs as she expected. Instead, he sat down on the larger
sofa and cradled her on his lap.
“Touch
me, darlin’. I wanna feel your little hand on my cock,” said Callum.
Hailey
loved when his rawness made its appearance. Day to day, he was a sweetheart
with old-fashioned values. Once the heat turned up he transformed into a man
possessed. She shifted to her knees and straddled his legs. The cooler air
caressed her slick folds once her thighs were parted wide. Hailey was excited,
anxious, and had never been so horny. She unbuttoned his pants with both hands
and then lowered his zipper. When she slid her hand inside, searching for the
virile length of flesh,
“Don’t
worry about him,” said Callum. “Keep on going.”
Hailey
tried her best to ignore
probing hands and continued to release Callum’s erection. She’d never had a
chance to see it up close. It was darker than the rest of his body with thick,
bulging veins. It was an instrument made for her pleasure and she explored it
with fondness, her curiosity aroused.
“You’re
so big,” she said. “I can’t believe that was inside of me.”
“Now
imagine two,”
skittering along her skin. “Does that excite you?”
She
nodded, dropping her head back.
“Stroke
it, Hailey. Don’t stop touching me.”
She was
pulled in two directions, needing and wanting both men at the same time. Doing
as asked, she gripped Callum and began to pump her fist. It amazed her how his
cock thickened before her eyes, becoming even more intimidating.
“Good
girl,” said
“Now climb up and sit on him.”
She
swallowed hard, the mix of anticipation and apprehension only making her pussy
clamp down more. Hailey braced her hands on Callum’s shoulders and rose up high
enough so he could aim himself directly at her entrance. Her breathing picked
up as he slid the head of his cock back and forth to moisten himself. Every
touch only teased her at this point.
“Okay,
take it all, darlin’.” He held the base of his erection as she ever so slowly
impaled herself on his monster cock. She should have known he’d be well endowed
by the size of his cowboy boots. He filled every inch of her, leaving no cell untouched.
She tightened around him, reveling in the fullness.
She
leaned forward now, yearning for intimacy, not just sex. Being connected with
Callum was special to her, not just a joining of the bodies. She kissed his
neck, unable to control her need to devour him.
“Sweet,
baby girl. You’re all ours,” Callum murmured, his arms wrapped around the small
of her back. She could feel his cock pulsing inside her, raring to go. “I’m
never letting you go.”
Ours
. The single word was
confirmation of her two most fundamental questions—they’d claimed her and they
planned to share her.
She was
startled when Callum’s palm came down on one side of her ass. The solid sound
echoed in the room.
“You’re
on top, Hailey. You have to work his cock on your own,” said
back. He had one knee on the sofa beside Callum, his clothes completely off.
She turned her head enough to see him stroking his own cock. He was huge. That
mysterious trail of dark hair she’d admired all morning and afternoon led to
something she never expected.
She was
still so inexperienced but eager to learn everything. Hailey began to lift her
weight up and down over Callum’s cock. Every minor stroke increased the heat
building inside her. Her eyes lolled back in her head from the pressure and
pending orgasm.
Callum
assisted her once she worked up a consistent rhythm. He gripped her hips,
helping her rise and fall over his hardened flesh. Each time she’d drop down,
she’d let out a groan. The delicious friction made her nearly delirious. She
wanted to drop her weight and allow him to lead her.
“It
feels…so good,” she managed to say.
uninhibited, the dark side of her desires unleashed. “I want more.”
She
knew her request would be met. It was a carefully decided moment because she
was aware there’d be no turning back. She’d have to woman up and take two
extremely ready males.
She
felt a cool, lubricated finger press against her asshole. It stunned her for a
moment before she realized it was
thousands of tiny pinprick sensations firing to life.
“Don’t
tighten, Hailey. Just relax. Focus on Callum’s dick, not my finger.” Even in
their heightened arousal, they still took the time to fully prepare her. The
gesture put her at ease and made her affection for the men grow.
It was
hard to ignore the probing finger which quickly turned into two. He scissored
his moist fingers, stretching her stubborn sphincter muscle. After studying
science for years, she knew human anatomy well. She was aware, medically, that
her virgin ass could take
full length with no ill effects if he was well lubricated. She had to relax and
not tense up.
certainly knew the rules when it came to sex. She suspected by the end of the
night, he’d be able to teach her a thing or two.
Chapter Ten
Sex had
never meant much to
It was a means of sexual release and short-term entertainment. But for the
first time he was fully engaged, anticipating every moment with the passion of
his youth. He’d never found a woman who gave him pause—until now. Hailey was
sweet, down to Earth, and didn’t judge like a typical woman. Callum had chosen
well.
At
first he’d been happy for his brother. His life had been a constant challenge
and he deserved to find love and peace. Now
himself. Could the little blonde scientist be the woman to tame him? What would
life on the family ranch be with a woman under foot? Could the years finally be
worth living for Arden and his younger brother? He suspected Hailey could be
the answer, but he was still wary.
Her
mewling sounds fueled him, filling his head, his lungs, and his heart with her
essence. He began to kiss her back, preparing to engage her body. Never in his
life had he shared a woman with his brother or any other man. The idea was
erotic but unnatural. However, from the second the decision had been made, it
was like their threesome was meant to be, the answer to the major setbacks in
their lives. He was as comfortable with Callum as he was in his own skin.
Sharing a woman was the most logical progression if they wanted a future together
on the O’Shea Ranch—one worth living.
Although
part of him was like a rider at the starting gates, full of hope and pumped up
on adrenaline, another part was terrified to lower his guards. He’d been
rejected all his life. First, for being Callum’s brother, the boy everyone
considered either demon-possessed or retarded. Then for the person the
townsfolk turned him into—an outcast who lived for fighting. Violence was in
his blood, and he fought well. If it wasn’t to defend his brother, it was to
punish assholes that pissed him off. The more the town hated him, the more he
retreated from regular society.
Having
Hailey enter their darkly masculine world, rarely treaded on by outsiders, was
a unique gift. She was unique, intelligent, and appeared to care about their
plight.
“Get
ready for me,” he said. Hailey was the picture of innocence, which only aroused
him more. The women he tangled with left much to be desired. Hailey was
everything he never expected to attain in a partner.
“Yes,”
she said, her breathing heavy. She was close, her cries becoming louder the
longer Callum worked her over his cock.
his cock against her tight asshole. The fact she was willing to accept both of
them, two men nobody else wanted, made his heart swell.
“You’re
fucking tight, baby girl.” He definitely didn’t want to hurt her. She trusted
them and he wouldn’t break that confidence. And if he ever wanted to
double-team her with Callum again, she needed to remember this day fondly.
“Tell me how you feel.”
“Oh
God… I feel so full.”
“That’s
because there’re two cocks inside you.” He’d only entered her an inch, the
worst of the experience. Once she stretched wide enough, there would be no
discomfort. “Relax and take it all.”
