Lang, Chloe - Going Wilde [The Brothers of Wilde, Nevada 1] (Siren Publishing LoveXtreme Forever) (4 page)

“Yes.”

“Then I have the perfect present for you, Jessie.” His tone drove more need into her than she knew was possible. “I can’t wait to taste you.” His fingers lightly touched her breasts. Then he slowly trailed them down her stomach to her clit, grazing her there.

His touch sent her back arching off the bed, and the immensity of her desire overwhelmed all thought and reason.

Jackson gazed at her pussy like a worthy devotee. “You like that, don’t you, sweetheart?”

“Feels amazing.” She moved her hands over his muscled chest. She couldn’t believe her brazenness, but her craving wouldn’t be silenced as Jackson continued pressing her clit.

“Trying to take the reins again. Don’t. I have them.” Jackson moved his fingers through her wet folds, causing her to fist the sheets. “I’ll make sure you’re totally satisfied. Let me love you.”

He moved down the bed between her legs until she could feel his hot breath on her pussy.

“Darlin’, your sweet cunt is a work of art.” Then Jackson dove down, and when his tongue grazed her clit, she arched into his touch.

Dallas and Denver licked her legs, causing tingles to fire inside her. Phoenix worked over her chest with his mouth and hands. He pinched her nipples into tiny bits of aching flesh, causing her desire to expand. She’d had one orgasm in her life by stimulating her clit with her hand, but this was so much more than masturbation, and she longed for the looming climax. Jackson’s tongue pierced her slit, sending heat bolts deep into her pussy. Uncontrollably, her head rolled from side to side.

Jackson nipped at the insides of her thighs. “Your cream tastes wonderful, darlin’. So good.” Then his head went back down, and she felt his tongue glide through her folds once again.

“God, yes!” Her toes curled, and she wrapped her legs around Jackson’s head. She pounded the bed with her fists. This was too much. More than she’d imagined. “P—please...”
Fuck me. Please.

“Shh. Enjoy.” Phoenix leaned into her, nailing her mouth silent with his sexy lips. He kissed her with a fury of man ravenous and unrestrained. Everything inside her went topsy-turvy. When his tongue shot past her lips, she soared into Nirvana.

Her pussy clenched against Jackson’s oral assault. She loved the feel of his hands on her hips, pulling her in closer. “Ohhh!”

Jackson’s continual licks at her throbbing, swollen clit pushed her into an uncontrollable frenzy until tears streamed from her eyes.

Phoenix whispered in her ear, “You look so sexy.” Suddenly, his voice deepened. “I can’t wait for my turn to taste your sweet cream from your pretty little cunt. You like your pussy being tasted, angel?”

She wanted to answer to him that she loved it, but only was able to hiss a response as Dallas guided her onto her side, and began kissing and licking the most intimate part of her bottom. The sensation was dark, forbidden, and utterly mind-blowing.

Even with the shuffling on the bed, Jackson never missed a beat with his fingers and tongue on her pussy, and her ache grew and burned hotter.

“Widen your legs for Jackson, Jessie.” Denver wasn’t asking, he was commanding. Something deep inside her responded to his manner, and she spread her legs as far as she could.

Suddenly, Jackson laved her clit. Everything spun. The bed. The room. The world. When he captured her clit between his lips, all she could do was scream. Tremors shook her inside and out. Ablaze with white heat, she felt her womb clench, again and again, as the most unbelievable orgasm flattened her out.

“O-Oh, God!” Her mind whirled. Her body buzzed and radiated to a dizzy state of pleasure and release. She’d never imagined that oral sex could be so intense. What would a man’s cock inside her pussy feel like? The thought scared and excited her.

Slowly, her heartbeats and breaths slowed. Fatigue swept over her, part from the tequila, part from the lack of rest, but mostly because of the intensity of the orgasm these cowboys had given her.

She’d come this far, and thought she might be ready to give up her virginity. But exhaustion took hold of her before she could tell them she wanted more.

Before nodding off completely, she heard Jackson say, “Happy birthday, Jessie.”

Chapter Three

Jessie’s eyelids fluttered open, and then her mouth formed a perfect O that pleased Jackson beyond measure.

“Good morning, Jessie.” She looked so beautiful. “How are you feeling?”

His brothers had left the hotel room after she’d fallen asleep, leaving her all to himself. Besides being the most adorable and sexiest woman he’d ever seen, she had courage and smarts that mesmerized him. The consummate package. Her silky red hair, green eyes, pouty lips, soft curves, and full breasts couldn’t have been more perfect. Forgoing sleep the entire night, he’d relished the feel of her body. How he needed to fill her up with his cock until she was screaming his name, but that might have to come later. Giving her pleasure had been a thrill, but she had been too drunk for more. He wanted her full consent when he took her again and again...and before his brothers did the same.

“A little fuzzy, but fine.” She pulled the sheet up, covering her breasts. “We spent the night together?”

“Yes.” He touched her shoulder and watched her cheeks redden. “Cuervo can sneak up on a person and rip their guts apart. I wanted to make sure you were okay.”

There was one difficult hurdle he’d have to get over if he had a chance at the future he really wanted. What would she think of him once she learned the truth that he was a member of the Wilde family, one of the owners of the mine she was investigating? By now, his brothers would’ve reported back to Austin, who’d sent Jackson and his other brothers to spy on the special investigator from the Mine Safety and Health Administration. But the instant Jackson had seen Jessie at the Horseshoe he’d been a goner.

She blinked. “I can’t believe I did that. We just met. I’m really embarrassed.”

“Why? You had fun, didn't you?” Jackson never understood the shame surrounding sex outside of Wilde. Adults having sex with each other was natural. There was no place for morning regrets in his mind.

“Yes, but that is not the point.”

“What is the point, Jessie?” Best to tread softly here. She seemed skittish. Telling her that he was a Wilde would have to wait for a better time, when she felt more comfortable with him and he could fully explain.

He expected Austin would be pissed once he learned how the night had gone down. Being the youngest of the five Wilde brothers, Jackson was very familiar with being on his eldest brother’s bad side. So be it. He wanted Jessie. Austin would just have to deal with it.

“I shouldn't have.” She lifted the sheet and looked down at her body.

Her reaction puzzled him. “Are you okay, sweetheart?”

She lowered the sheet. “Did we... um, go all the way?”

Ah, she’s worried whether we had safe sex or not.
He brushed her hair out of her eyes. “No. You fell asleep.”

Jackson had never believed in the notion that one could fall in love in an instant, reckoning it took time and lots of intimacy to foster such an emotion. But something mind-blowing had taken hold of him the moment he saw Jessie at the Horseshoe. Later, in her room, watching her writhe with the pleasure he’d given her, he’d become a full-fledged believer in
love at first sight
.

“Oh.” She looked at her hands, then back at him. “I’m sorry about that. Too much tequila, I guess. I’ve been out of college for awhile.”

Hunger burned inside him, urging him to act. “Don’t be sorry, Jessie. You were amazing.” He nibbled on her neck, loving the sweet taste of her soft skin. He wanted to possess her. Besides, it wasn’t like he’d lied to her. A guilty omission might be wrong, but it was necessary. After he’d won her heart, he would tell her everything.

“Give me a second.” Jessie rolled out of the bed, and headed to the bathroom.

“Don’t be long, darlin’.”

She grinned, then shut the door.

Though he’d only just met her, Jackson imagined she’d not take well to his unusual upbringing or his idea of marriage.
Well, not a first, but in time she might.

He wanted what his parents had. His whole life he’d seen the adoration his three dads had for his mom. Her constant smile spoke volumes of how much she loved them.

Jackson heard Jessie start the shower, and his mind drifted to some wonderful memories.

His childhood had been one of laughter and joy. Even his grandparents had such a marriage, though now Pappy Jack was the only one still alive. In fact, Jackson’s ancestors had settled the town and had engaged in plural marriages over one hundred years ago, partly because there’d been few women, and partly because they’d wanted to keep Wilde Mine’s heirs in a single family generation after generation. Unlike other mining towns that had boomed into existence one moment and vanished the next, Wilde had survived because of his family’s marriage practices.

Though several families in town were like his, some had marriages that were more typical of the outside world. The difference was that in Wilde people didn’t judge the makeup of families as long as they were good citizens.

Could Jessie acclimate to his town? To him?
Hunger for her filled him up. He walked to the bathroom door and checked the handle.
Locked. Damn it!

He called to her through the door, “If you want someone to wash your back, I’m happy to do it.”

Jessie’s muffled response came back to him. “Thanks, but I can get clean all by myself. Patience, cowboy. I won’t be long.”

A few more minutes seemed like an eternity to him. He wanted her with him right now. Though knowing to choose her might likely pit him against his family, he surrendered to the spell she’d put him under, imagining a life with her by his side.

Just like his brothers, when he’d turned eighteen, his dads and mom told him that he and his brothers would have to marry the same woman to inherit the mine. His parents had made it clear that whatever he finally decided, they would support his decision. He thought that strange, as he’d always imagined his future would be much like the dads and mom, sharing one amazing woman with his brothers. His parents had gone on to say that if he or any of his brothers didn’t agree to that, they would receive cash for the value of their share, though it would come in payments over ten years. Jackson knew that would be a hardship on the mine, as one of Pappy Jack’s brothers had opted out of their family’s arrangement many years ago. The mine had nearly folded after the exit of Pappy Jack’s brother and the three million dollars he cashed in from his share.

Jackson heard the shower cut off. Knowing Jessie was about to come out of the bathroom, his heart started to thud in his chest and his balls loaded up. “Hurry up, darlin’.”

From behind the closed door, she said, “Hold your horses. I’ll be out in a minute.”

Screw her schedule and appointment. I want her. I pray my brothers will want her, too.

His last thought slid him back into his memories he’d been mulling over.

Realizing that their parents had discussed the special terms about the mine with Jackson, his four brothers had their own meeting with him. They’d told Jackson of their secret pact with each other. If any one of them decided to not marry the same woman, that brother would agree to take some money, enough to make a comfortable life, but the majority of his share would be divided equally between the remaining brothers.

Austin had always made it clear he would leave Wilde someday, letting go of his share of the mine forever. Jackson hated that. He couldn’t imagine not being in the same family as Austin. Sure, they would be brothers, but once Austin started a separate family...things would change. Jackson had sworn to the same pact with the rest of his brothers. From that night, he’d been looking for the right woman, the one that would appeal to all of them, including Austin. Though Jackson had been with more women than he could count searching for
the one,
he’d never found her...until he met Jessie.