Her Heart-Stealing Cowboys [Hellfire Ranch 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (16 page)

Her eyes widened and he caught a hint of uncertainty flash in their luminous depths. “Me?” She touched her chest and shook her head. “Oh, no. I’m not good at being in charge.”

Rebecca licked her lips and Tag felt the moist glide along the shaft of his cock.

A wild and totally unbelievable thought assailed him. He tightened his grip on her ponytail. “What are you saying, Bex? You want us to take charge?”

Her breath hitched as she swayed toward him.

Bingo
.

Wade stiffened and they shared a look.

“Well, well, well.” Wade spread his legs and thrust his pelvis at her. “I’m surprised, Rebecca.”

Her face pinkened. The color traveled down her neck and spread over her breasts. Tag tugged on her hair again.

“Why?” she asked. Her gaze was steady and almost defiant. “Good girls aren’t supposed to like it rough?”

Tag inhaled. He pulled her head backward and crowded her space until his chest brushed her bra-clad tits. His erect cock nudged her soft tummy. He had to clench his teeth to hold back his groan of delight.

“Actually, good girls usually make the best sluts,” he said. He watched her closely.

Her pupils dilated even as her mouth dropped open.

Wade moved into the space. He cupped her crotch through her jeans. “I bet you’re soaking wet, aren’t you?”

She gave a single nod. Tag figured her mind was a riot of barely contained questions and demands. He let go of her hair and stepped back. She immediately lurched forward but he held up a hand.

Wade followed suit and dropped back a pace until they were no longer touching.

“Before we continue, I think we need some information.”

“Like what?” she asked and fidgeted foot to foot.

“How much experience do you have? What do you like? What are your hard limits? Soft ones? Safe word? The usual sort of stuff.”

Wade nodded with each question.

As Tag spoke, her eyes grew wider and wider.

“Jeez, you guys.” Rebecca spread her hands and looked at them pleadingly. “Can’t we just fuck?”

The harsh and plaintive request yanked a laugh from Tag. His dick throbbed hard and hot and he knew Wade was feeling the same impatience Rebecca did.

“How about this? We keep it light for now. If we do or say anything you don’t like, use the color system. You’re familiar with it? Green for continue, yellow for slow down, red for stop?”

“Yes, yes,” she said.

“Then I suggest you get your ass naked, and fast,” Tag said.

She didn’t have to be told twice, which was a shame. Already his palms itched to feel the sway of her ass beneath him as he spanked her. But then he was positive he could come up with another reason to heat up her sweet bottom.

It took Rebecca only a few seconds to unfasten and shove her jeans and panties to her ankles, where she kicked the fabric out of the way. At the same time she reached behind her and shed her bra.

“God,” he said thickly. He stroked the fullness of one globe. “You’re beautiful, Bex.”

She smiled shyly. Her tits were round and taut and pleasingly plump. Her rose-colored nipples pointed skyward and begged to be touched. He flicked her nipple. She bit her bottom lip.

“Sensitive?”

“Yes.”

Her small waist was dotted with freckles. The pattern looked like a spray of stars scattered along her delicate skin. Tag wanted to kiss and lick every single mark. Her hips and thighs flared in a supremely enticing and womanly way. He was looking forward to having her muscled runner’s legs wrapped around him as he plunged balls-deep into her hot wetness.

Tag circled the base of his shaft with his thumb and forefinger.

Rebecca groaned.

“Like that?” he asked.

“Uh-huh.” Her gaze shifted to Wade, who stood silent and watchful. Well, his eyes were riveted to the patch of blonde hair topping her mound. Tag didn’t blame him for his rapt attention.

Rebecca’s pussy was a work of art. The small triangle of hair pointed downward to the succulent, bare pinkness of her lower lips. In the light of the chandelier, Tag caught sight of her glistening clit protruding. He licked his lips.

Wade reached out and grabbed her hand then tugged her toward the living room. Tag quickly followed.

“On your knees, Bex,” Wade said gruffly. His hand fisted his cock with a slow up and down slide.

Tag moved next to him as she sank down.

Without further prompting she grabbed both of their cocks. She hesitated as she stared at them.

“Suck,” Tag ordered gruffly. “Doesn’t matter where you start as long as your mouth wraps around both of us.”

The words seemed to set her free. She licked her lips and lunged to take the dark-red tip of his dick into her mouth.

They both groaned at the contact.

Tag cupped the top of her head as she bobbed slowly down his length. She pulled back and looked up at him. Arousal flushed her cheeks a delightful pink and deepened the green of her eyes.

She tightened her mouth around him then pulled off with a soft pop. She swatted his fingers away and encircled the base herself then switched to Wade’s long, dark cock.

Wade was also circumcised and the cut head flared darkly. A drop of pre-cum beaded at the top. She took hold of Wade’s dick and brushed the head over her pursed lips. When she pulled back, her mouth was shiny.

Tag’s cock jerked in her hand and she winked up at him then moved downward and engulfed Wade’s dick.

“Jesus,” Wade gasped. He caught her shoulder and looked at Tag. “She’s got a hot mouth.”

“Yeah,” he agreed. He watched her suck his friend’s dick even as he pumped his hips into her light grip. The friction was incredible. Her fingers were soft yet firm and her thumb managed to glide along the vein on the bottom that was so sensitive.

Tag leaned down and wrapped her hair around his hand and guided her to a slow and steady rhythm.

Wade sighed in deep appreciation. His hips moved in time with the bobbing of her head. “Yeah, suck my cock. God, you look good on your knees in front of us. I bet your pussy is hotter than an oven, isn’t it?”

Her muffled agreement must have sent some sort of vibration along Wade’s cock because he gasped and rose on tiptoe then shuddered.

“Not going to come already, are you?” Tag demanded.

“No,” Wade bit out. “She’s just a damn good cocksucker.”

Again Rebecca made a deep mewling sound that threatened to push Wade to the edge. Tag could see him straining against the urge to come already. The tendons on his neck stood out and he clenched his jaw tight.

She seemed to know just how far to push because she pulled her mouth away and took a breath before sliding down along Tag’s cock.

He was unprepared for the silken, wet heat of her mouth. His hips jerked and his fingers tangled and yanked her hair.

Her head snapped backward in surprise but she didn’t relinquish her moist hold on him.

Tag squeezed the base of his cock. “I don’t want to come too soon, honey. Wade’s right. You’ve got a talented mouth. Almost too talented.”

She pulled away and winked. “So if I made you come before you wanted to, I suppose I’d get in trouble?”

Her eager tone made him chuckle. He reached down to pull her to her feet. “Wade, get on the couch. Rebecca, lean over and suck his cock.”

As they scrambled into position Tag couldn’t help but run his palms down her flank and up along her smooth ass.

She looked over her shoulder at him as she settled between Wade’s legs. The arm of the couch nestled against her tummy and forced her ass and pussy into prime position for him to do whatever he wanted.

“What are you going to do?” she asked.

He tapped her butt a couple of times. “What do you want me to do?”

She shook her head. “No fair. Just do it.”

He pulled his hands away and she frowned as she wiggled her butt.

Wade’s hand snaked around her neck and into her hair. He pulled her ponytail holder out then tunneled his fingers into her blonde waves. Tag could see her try to escape the tight grip but Wade wasn’t giving her an inch.

“Don’t you know, sweet thing? Half the fun is making you beg for it.” Wade’s deep voice held a wealth of dark humor.

Rebecca ground her pelvis into the arm of the couch.

Tag quickly grabbed her hips and pulled her off the stimulation. “Oh no, you don’t.”

“Damn it,” she muttered.

They held her still and captive between them. Tag could smell the honey musk of her arousal and knew she was in as deep as they were.

“What do you want, Bex?”

“Rebecca,” she bit out.

He tightened his fingers and yanked backward again. “You’ll answer to what I call you whether it’s Bex, or slut, or bitch, or whore. Got it?”

She moaned and another flare of musk tickled his nose.

Wade shifted and stared at him. Tension created fine lines at the corner of his eyes and mouth. “Whatever you want her to say, hurry it up. I want her mouth sucking my cock.” His gaze shifted back to Rebecca. He must have liked the expression on her face because his grin turned even darker. “I’m gonna come in your sweet mouth and you’re gonna suck down every drop. Isn’t that right?”

Her hips rotated in Tag’s hands and he nearly lost his hold.

“Yes,” she said on a long moan. “Yes.”

“Tell Tag what you want then get your whore’s mouth on my cock.”

The shudder that ripped through her was long and strong.

“Please, Sir, spank my ass.” The plea sounded as though it came from her very soul. “Spank me while I suck Wade’s cock then fuck me, Sir. Fuck me hard and long and deep.”

“God, yes,” Wade said with a gasp. He yanked and Tag heard her gag and choke as Wade’s dick filled her mouth and throat.

Tag gave her a few seconds to find a rhythm then let go of her hips. She gyrated upward as her body pleaded for his touch.

He swept his hands up the insides of her thighs and cupped her pussy. “Damn, her cunt is wetter than a fire hose,” he told Wade.

“So’s her mouth,” his friend bit out.

Tag wiped her juices on her ass. He would have liked to taste her but he knew the moisture would help impart a more emphatic sting.

He swung his palm upward and caught the bottom edge of her ass. She jerked forward and Wade gasped.

Tag switched sides and slapped again. Once more she fell forward.

Wade lifted his head. He was smiling widely. “Every time you do that, her mouth takes me deeper and deeper. Keep going and I’ll be fucking her throat in no time.”

A muffled groan and slight head shake came from Rebecca.

Tag took a step to the left and started raining blows on her ass. He didn’t vary the strength or speed but he peppered her entire bottom with slaps until she danced beneath him.

She gagged and choked a few times on Wade’s cock but didn’t try to pull away.

Tag paused and dipped his fingers between her pussy lips. He found her absolutely drenched.

His dick throbbed in anticipation.

Wade groaned and his free hand cupped her swaying tit. He squeezed until his fingertips disappeared into her flesh. Rebecca jerked and howled around his cock.

Tag couldn’t resist the allure of her enticing body any longer. He bent his knees and slid the almost-painfully hard length of his cock along her dripping sheath.

Rebecca shuddered and stilled.

“No teeth,” Wade said. He sounded as though he’d been running a marathon uphill.

Tag eased a foot alongside Rebecca’s and pushed outward. She didn’t move.

“Spread your legs a bit wider,” he said.

Her butt jerked up and down in sync with her head on Wade’s dick but her feet remained where they were. Tag smacked her butt hard enough to leave his handprint in delicious red.

Rebecca arched and tried to twist around but Wade’s hand in her hair prevented it. “Careful,” he warned. “You bite me and it’ll be a lot worse than his hand slapping your ass.”

Her low, throaty moan told them both she was debating her options.

Tag chuckled and stroked her back. “Spread your legs, honey. I want to sink my cock in your tight pussy. We can get rougher later.”

A long groan issued from her but she obediently sidled her legs apart.

Tag fitted the head of his dick to her wet entrance and slowly pushed inward. He gasped as her heat enveloped him. Her muscles throbbed around his shaft like greedy fingers.

He battled the urge to spill right then and there. She was tight and hot and slick. She was everything he’d expected but he’d not been prepared for the reality of being inside of her.

The further he pushed, the lower her head went on Wade’s dick. He could see the tortured look on his friend’s face as he, too, sought to hold back his orgasm.

Tag eased deeper into her channel until his balls lightly smacked her wet lips.

Rebecca pushed back on him and wiggled her hips from side to side.

Wade shifted on the couch. He lifted her up by the shoulders and thrust his hips up, driving his cock deeper and deeper into her throat.

Rebecca immediately responded with a tight squeeze on Tag’s cock. He gripped her ass and pulled back until just the tip of his cock hung at her wet pussy lips. He closed his eyes as he slid all the way in once more.

The pace he chose was slow and torturous to them both. He could feel her desire soaring ever higher. He could feel the grasping impatience of her pussy as she tried to keep him deep inside of her.

She moaned low and continuous around Wade’s cock as it slammed into her mouth.

“Fuck,” Wade shouted suddenly. His hips shot upward and he pulled her down. “Fuck, suck it, bitch. Suck my cock.”

Tag picked up his pace. His fingers dug deeper into the soft globes of her butt as he fucked her hard and deep.

Rebecca jerked between them as though her body were controlled by a puppeteer’s hands. Soft keening sounds issued from her throat and he could feel her pussy tightening and pulsing on his dick.

Sweat pooled on his temple and slid down his throat to splash on her sweet bucking ass.

“Ah, take it,” Wade yelled and stilled. His head fell back. His face was a mask of ecstasy.

Rebecca’s pussy clamped down on Tag’s cock as she responded with her own orgasm. Juicy heat soaked the sensitive head of his dick and he gasped then thrust as deep into her pussy as he could. His fingers dug hard into her ass flesh as he groaned and poured out seed deep inside of her.