Lang, Chloe - Running Wilde [The Brothers of Wilde, Nevada 3] (Siren Publishing LoveXtreme Forever) (14 page)

“Guys, isn’t it obvious what we need to do?”

“No,” Jackson said.

The other three just shrugged.

She asked, “You all want him to share a wife with you, right?”

“That’s our hope,” Denver answered.

“Well, then we have to clear him of all suspicion. You know, innocent until proven guilty.”

Denver’s eyes narrowed. “How do we do that, little one?”

“Keep investigating. Ask questions. Make observations. The truth won’t be hidden long. We’ll get to whoever is behind this. We’re a team.”

“I like the sound of that.” Phoenix smiled.

“Me, too, bro.” Jackson nodded.

“As Dad Dillon always says,
ditto
.” The corners of Denver’s lips curled up, intriguing her. She hadn’t seen him smile much.

“Stop pushing her, guys.” Dallas’s tone was very serious. “Love, are you talking about us all working to find out who injured Pappy Jack, or do you mean more when you say
that we’re a team?”

She put her hands on her hips. “I want to find out who tried to kill me, yes.”

“And?” Denver prodded forcefully.

“Let’s see where that takes us.”

Jackson patted the bed. “How about taking your hot body straight to this bed?”

“I walked into that one, didn’t I?” Jessie’s excitement rose.

“Yes, you did. And I’m really happy about that, too.”

Dallas stood up. “Love, you need to know something.”

“What?”

“If we do clear Austin of this, and I think we will, I’d like you to consider spending time with him.”

“I would consider it, but I don’t think he’s really into women like me.”

Dallas grinned. “Like you? Beautiful. Submissive. Smart. Courageous. You hit all his check marks.”

Still sitting on the bed, Denver shook his head. “Bro, she’s probably right. I think she’s got great instincts.” He motioned her forward. When she stepped up to him, he smiled. “These three are head over heels for you, Jessie. I’ve only spent a little time with you myself, and I can’t get you out of my mind. But what we’re hoping for is a lot to ask of you.”

“I know about your family, Denver.”

“You know the big picture, but you don’t know the ins and outs. Austin is our brother. I can’t imagine him not being part of my family, sharing a wife. But that’s what’s going to happen if you aren’t able to meet his sexual needs.”

“What are they?”

“Well, I know you’ve been to his tree.”

“His tree? I thought...”

“Yep. What you experienced there was just a little taste of what he wants from a partner. Dallas has learned some about being a Dom in the past year. I know some more. Austin is a Master. He never shuts it off. He’s been through so many women, you can’t even imagine. None of them can maintain his interest.”

“So I don’t have a chance with him?” Her heart sunk, which surprised her a bit. Had she been trying to fool herself into believing she didn’t want to be with Austin? Well, her heart apparently knew better.

One of Denver’s eyebrows rose. “I think you do. You just need to be ready for him when he comes for you.”

“And how do I do that?”

He rubbed his chin, touching the long scar on his handsome face. “Wow, you floor me, Jessie. No wonder my brothers think you’re the woman for us.”

“Thank you, but you haven’t answered my question, Denver.”

“From what I’ve heard from Dallas and Phoenix, you’re a natural submissive.”

She put her hands on her hips. “Really? Your brothers have big mouths.”

“Sassy. God, I love you.” Dallas hugged her tight. “Jessie, I’m not sure you could be as hard core as Austin, but maybe. Still, this kind of sex does suit you.”

Denver studied her with his eyes for several seconds. Then he said, “I could train you. Take you to The Masters’ Chambers and show you what the scene is all about. If it doesn’t work for you, then we’ll know.”

She thought about it. Austin did frighten her, but she hadn’t been able to get him out of head ever since meeting him. Besides, hearing Denver’s offer to train her had her pulse racing and her temperature rising.

“Okay. How do we start?”

“Sugar, you’re like a little, hungry kitten mewling for cream.” Denver laughed heartily, causing her to grin. “Even though this won’t be a training session tonight, I want you to call my brothers and me
Sir
. Got it?” Denver’s commanding voice warmed her up.

“Yes, Sir.”

He pulled her into his lap and gave her a serious kiss.

Jessie got light-headed. When their kiss ended, Jackson lifted her off of Denver’s lap and devoured her lips with his mouth. Tingles ran wildly over her skin.

Before she could catch her breath, Jackson stepped aside for Phoenix. His mouth covered hers, and her ache grew.

“Love, what state?” Dallas asked.

“Green, Sir.”

Phoenix passed her to Dallas, and he kissed her like a starving man and she was a seven-course meal. His tongue invaded her mouth, and she sucked on its tip.

Dallas guided her back to Denver, who again kissed her until her arms and legs felt like noodles.

When Denver removed his lips, her eyes had trouble focusing. “Such a delicate sub. I better be careful with you, or I’m going to be in real trouble.”

“Thank you, Sir.”

Then he turned her to Jackson, and he covered her mouth with his manly lips once again until her body spun with heat.

Next came Phoenix to claim her lips, and then Dallas delivered a devastating kiss. Finally, Denver stepped up for another turn at her mouth. His possessive kiss thrilled her beyond measure.

Her lips ached and swelled as they kept passing her back and forth, kissing her into a state of utter delirium. Taking a deep breath, she started to tell them to stop, but Dallas’s tongue bathed the soft area of her neck and her ability to think vanished.

She was burning with want. How could she be so turned on? Four hot cowboys was the
how
. Just like her second time with these four men, soft music filled the room from an iPod connected to two portable speakers.

The brothers removed all of her clothes. While each brother took a turn to strip their own clothes, the others didn’t hesitate to heat her up with their cowboy lips and fingers. In no time she saw what they had planned for her. Four hard dicks let her know what she was in store for.

Dallas hoisted her up into his arms. “What state, love?”

“Green.”

“Good girl.”

He gently placed her on the bed and pressed his lips to her mouth. Her body quivered, and her toes curled.

Jackson began massaging her calves, kneading out the tightness in her muscles. She loved the feel of his calloused hands on her skin.

“Sugar, you’re so fucking hot.” Denver looked like a man either hypnotized or drugged. “That’s the prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen.”

Jackson moved his hand up between her legs. He pressed on her clit, and she felt an electric shock shoot through her body. The more he rubbed her pussy, the more insane with lust she became. “I can’t wait to taste your sweet cream.”

Dallas cupped her chin. “You ready for more?”

She nodded.

Dallas looked at Jackson. “Take a taste of her.”

When Jackson’s tongue circled her clit, her ache burned in her. She got even wetter.

“That’s my girl. Drown me with your cream.” Jackson lapped at her pussy.

While Dallas kissed her, Phoenix and Denver began sucking on her nipples.

Four male mouths were making a meal of her. She moaned into Dallas’s kiss. Her nipples throbbed until she thought she couldn’t bear it anymore.

Suddenly, Jackson reached under her and applied lube to her ass.

All but Jackson and Denver put on condoms, and Jessie felt the edge of her approaching orgasm.

“What state, love?”

Lost and loving it.
“Green.”

“You know we’re going to fuck you. All of us together.”

“Yes, Sir.” Her mind, normally racing through a litany of conflicting thoughts and emotions, relaxed back to how her body was responding to her sexy cowboys’ words and touches.

“Still green?”

She nodded.

“Let’s roll this beauty over, bros. Onto her stomach.”

Facedown, she felt eight hands massaging her back, shoulders, neck, and ass. Dallas began stretching her ass out. Sure, she’d enjoyed sex with the brothers, but she still had a lot to learn. After several minutes of him preparing her, Dallas got on top of her and pierced her ass with his hard dick. The pain backed down almost instantly. And soon she was stretched out and enjoying the ride.

Dallas rolled with Jessie to the side and then onto his back, while keeping his dick deeply seated inside of her until she was facing the ceiling. Phoenix crawled on top of her and filled up her pussy with his dick. Her insides were full with cowboy cock.

Jackson positioned his cock at her lips.

“What state?” Dallas’s voice was more guttural than she’d heard before.

“Green, Sir.”

Denver commanded, “Grab my cock, sub.”

“Yes, Sir.” She reached out and fisted his cock.

“That’s right, pump it.”

“Darlin’, I want your mouth on my cock.”

“Yes, sir.” She first tasted the tip of his dick.

“Good girl. Open your pretty mouth, darlin’. Let me in.” Jackson slowly slid his cock down her throat.

Pleasure seared her depths while Dallas fucked her ass, Phoenix fucked her pussy, Jackson fucked her mouth, and Denver fucked her hand. Their kisses, touches, and thrusts seemed planned and orchestrated. In fact, in almost felt like a dance to Jessie. As one pulled his cock out of her body, another dove deep back in.

“I’m going to c-come.” Dallas shoved his dick to the hilt in her ass.

Jackson hit the back of her throat with his cock. “Yes!” His cum shot down her throat, and she swallowed every drop. He pulled back and gasped for air, clearly trying to compose himself.

Phoenix’s gaze undid her. He didn’t say a word, but plowed into her pussy like a madman. When he came, his entire body stiffened, but he only uttered a single sound. “Ahh.”

Denver’s hand went to the back of her head. “Sub, put your mouth on my dick.” His dark, commanding tone vibrated her whole body. She loved how his voice made her feel.

Without hesitation, Jessie did as she was told. Denver drove his engorged cock into her mouth. “Good little sub. Fuck, I’m going to love training you.” Then she felt his dick jolt, and he sent his seed deep down her throat. “God. Yes.”

Dallas whispered in her ear, “Come for us, love.”

“Y-yesss!” Pleasure erupted deep inside her, and her womb clenched, unclenched, and clenched again. Over and over. Her body felt like soft clay, and they were the sculptors.