by Brill Harper
Wylder puts his sturdy arms around both of our waists, pulling us in to him. “I am especially excited about the part where I don’t have to do the accounting bullshit anymore. Say the word, Bliss and you can do whatever you want with the books.”
My heart is so full. “Are we really going to do this?”
“I’d say we are already doing it.” Wylder brushes a kiss to my temple. “I’m sorry we even let your mom into the house.”
“I’m not. I needed to have some closure on that part of my life.”
Colt starts fiddling with the button on my pants. “Why don’t you take a bath before the water gets too cold? We’ll put the groceries away and then we’ll have a big ol’ lovefest.”
They get me in the tub, and they leave, holding hands. That’s a new thing. They don’t have a problem touching each other with hands and mouths in bed, but they don’t show affection outside of it, usually.
Epilogue
Wylder
“You’re sure?” My hand is stopped halfway to the cupboard.
“I’ve seen you looking at my ass. Yes, I’m sure. I want to try it. If Bliss can take it, I can.”
I want to, damn, I sure as hell want to. We’ve done a lot of stuff, my favorite is always when one of us is in her pussy and one of us is in her ass. I love feeling his cock sliding against mine. I love the three of us being so close. But neither of us have crossed the bridge to each other’s ass yet. There’s no rush, it’s not like our sex life is getting stale or anything.
“We’ve watched the movies. They seem to like it,” he assures me.
Like because we’ve watched gay porn a few times, we’re experts now. “They’re actors.”
“They’re not very good actors. You can tell which ones like it a lot and which ones think they look like they do. Besides, the one doing the fucking always looks happy to be there. And that will be you. At least for now.”
I close the cupboard, forgetting what I opened it for. “I don’t want to hurt you, Colt.”
“Wylder, don’t make me beg.” He grins, knowing that comment just made me hard as a rock.
My heart races, the thrill of the forbidden coursing through me. I want to fuck him. I have for a while. I want to be balls-deep while his tight channel clenches around my cock. I want to mark him as mine the same way I always want to mark Bliss. “Maybe I will make you beg. Would you like that, cowboy?” I use my body to pin him against the fridge, not trying to hide the bulge in my pants that he put there.
The glint in his eyes mirrors my own fierce need. He grumbles something I can’t quite hear, and then pulls me into a rough kiss.
When we both pull back, I know it’s going to be tonight. I’m scared as hell that my life is too perfect. I couldn’t survive it if I lost either of them. But I’m through with being a coward. “Tonight, I’m finally gonna know what it feels like to be inside you.”
We somehow finish putting the groceries away and go find our woman. She’s tying her robe, so I grab her wrists and Colt undoes all her hard work, spreading the panels open and revealing all her milky white flesh. I keep a tight hold of her as he yanks the garment over her shoulders.
“Spread your legs and show Colt your pretty pink pussy.” She opens her legs. “Wider. That’s a good girl.” I transfer her wrists to one hand and use the other to cup one of her gorgeous tits. “Taste her,” I tell him.
He’s on his knees with his face buried in her right away. When he lifts one of her legs over his shoulder for better access, she has to lean further back into me or she’d fall down. He devours her like an animal until she’s panting.
“Look at his face, Bliss. Do you see how wet you’re making his face? Such a naughty wet girl.”
He growls into her and she starts coming like fireworks. When she’s a boneless heap of woman, I pick her up and carry her to the bed. I cup her jaw. “I love you. I love watching you come.”
She smiles. “I feel like a princess. A filthy, naughty princess, but a princess.”
I stand up all the way and Colt kisses me, sharing the taste of her honeyed juices with me. I’m so fucking hard. Bliss is working both our zippers, so we separate so we can take down our jeans. Once we’re naked, she reaches for both our cocks. “I love the way you both feel. But even more, I love the way you taste.”
We stand as close together as we can so she can get that taste of cocks she wants so bad. I don’t know how much longer I can stand it. Bliss is alternating between us, long, slow sucks deep in her hot, wet mouth, then cold air when she wraps her full lips around Colt.
Colt and I catch gazes. He’s got that look that I just want to keep on him all the time. Dirty, raw, and so in his element. Our mouths find each other, the turning of our upper bodies making it easier for Bliss to wrap both her hands around our cocks like they are one. She can’t possibly get them both in her mouth, but bless that girl, she tries.
The kiss quickly deepens, pulling and tugging at the line between my heart and my dick. My whole world is in this room.
“Baby, you’re gonna make me come too soon,” I tell Bliss.
“Why is that a problem?” She slurps a little more.
“Because I promised Colt something special tonight.”
She stops slurping. “Tonight?”
“Tonight.”
We get on the bed with her. Colt eases onto his back. “Come here, darlin’.” He pulls her up until she’s straddling his head facing me, and then he starts eating her out. Her eyes roll back and I’m mesmerized. I want to keep watching, but I promised him, didn’t I? And I’m a man who keeps his promises.
I straddle his center, our dicks lined up against each other.
“Ungh,” he moans into Bliss’s pussy.
Yeah, it does feel good. Electric. I take us both in two hands and start stroking. It’s so intense, and jolts of pleasure zap through me. Bliss is riding his face, losing her inhibitions, and mine are getting swept out to sea also.
I move against him with a grinding motion, driving my cock into his abs with almost brute force, my precum smearing on his stomach. Jesus, I’m going to blow, and we’ve barely started.
Without fully lifting my body, I reposition so my dick is now pressing against his again, and it takes everything in me to keep from exploding right now. His balls are rubbing against the root on the underside of my cock. He feels so fucking good.
He can’t see anything, but he’s not complaining. Bliss is grinding on his face, and his hands reach up to squeeze her perfect breasts. “You’re perfect,” I tell her.
She comes. One of her small ones. Like an appetizer. Or maybe more like dessert after she came hard a few minutes ago. I can hear Colt’s deep, rough breaths.
“When I fuck you, Colt, I'm going to fill you with my cum. I’m going to fuck you so hard, you’ll feel me for days.” I reach for the lube and get ready, nervous like the first time I had sex. “Do you want my big cock right now? Are you ready?”
His face is shiny from Bliss, and I hear the affirmative in his moan. Bliss pauses her humping and watches me as I push his knees up, opening him to me, and work slowly into his tight ass. He’s been using some toys the last few weeks to stretch himself a little, but he’s still really fucking tight. Bliss climbs off him, which is good. I want to see his face. Make sure I’m not hurting him.
I groan, my cock pulsing inside him. When I’m sheathed deep inside to my balls, I shudder.
“So good,” he breathes.
Thank fuck.
He brings his legs around my waist and holds me tightly to him. I begin to move in and out, in slow, deep thrusts. She’s got a hand on him now, using gentle strokes and his precum as lube for the handjob. My hands lock together with his, and he tightens his grip as I move faster, harder. Over and over I slam into him, the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh fills the room as both of us meet each other with unbridled need.
The fire in his eyes riles me up even more. I take Bliss’s lips hungrily, swallowing her moan as I t
hrust deep inside Colt. I break the kiss. “Sweet girl, you better start jacking his cock hard. Things are about to get interesting.”
He can’t control the sounds he’s making anymore as my fat cock grazes him just right and her hand jacks him roughly. They are guttural and primal sounds. I respond with grunts of my own. Bliss is pumping her hand in short, hard strokes, bringing him to orgasm all over her hand and his stomach. I bring her hand to my mouth and lick him off her fingers.
Colt and I are slick with sweat, coating each other as we slide with each thrust. “You want my cum, cowboy?”
“Give it to me.”
I lean down to his ear, slowing my strokes, deep, slow, and long. “Beg.”
“Give me your cum, Wylder. Give it to me.”
I increase my pace and bite his neck, losing myself in his body. With a growl, I lodge my cock deep inside him, harder than I’ve ever done with a woman. My body shudders violently, quaking uncontrollably as my cock jerks over and over.
When we can breathe, I ease out slowly and we pin our woman to the bed, sharing her pussy with our tongues until she’s screaming gibberish. When she falls asleep, I watch Colt watch her. He’s so lost in love it makes my fool heart grow even more.
When I think about how the two of them grew up, I question again how either of them are able to look at the future with anything but distrust. Colt’s parents abandoned him completely, and I have to wonder if Bliss would have been better off if her mother had done the same. Yet here they are, trusting each other, trusting me, trusting a future with babies and pie and love.
I had a great childhood. My parents had plenty of love to go around, giving a lot to Colt whenever he was over. They taught me how to be a man. Would they be proud right now? Of the ranch, yes. Would they understand my relationships with Colt and Bliss? Or would they have turned away from me? I want to believe they would have supported me. I know they would love Bliss and they already thought of Colt like a son.
A soft snore tells me Colt has followed Bliss into slumber. My demons are quiet, and I’m sated for now; I should take a nap myself. I have everything a man could want, though, and that makes it hard to rest. There are plans to make. A wedding to plan. Rings to buy. We’ll need to make sure Bliss is an equal partner in the business so she’ll be taken care of if anything happens to us. I know we can’t all be legal spouses, so we’ll need to find the best way to take care of each other that way.
Babies. Hell, I never thought I’d want those. Not after I lost my pregnant sister. But all at once it hits me what’s different, what’s new. Hope. For the first time since everything in me went black, I’ve found that hope I used to marvel at Colt for having. He showed Bliss and me how to find it, somehow.
I think he kept my broken pieces for me all these years, kept them safely locked in his own heart until Bliss gave us the key to unlock it all.
And now, I have a hankering for pie.
SIGH I hope you enjoyed watching Bliss and her two cowboys fall in love as much as I enjoyed discovering their story and writing it down. Filthy sweet, right? If you enjoyed All at Once, please consider leaving a review so other readers who love steamy romance with an a sticky sweet romance can find their new obsession.
The swooning doesn’t have to end here for you, though. I’m a fan of awkward, nerdy heroines and burly, dominating alpha heroes who have the ooey-gooiest hearts ever. We like to call them: alphamallows.
IF YOU’RE TIRED OF billionaires, maybe you’re ready for some real men. Dirty, hardworking, and good with their hands are the kind of heroes you’ll find in the Blue Collar Bad Boy Series. These guys aren’t cultured. They are hot AF alpha heroes who know how to take care of the slightly nerdy women they fall for. For reals, this series is more fun than you knew you were missing. And they don’t need to be read in order.
So which blue collar bad boy will you choose next? They are all rough, raw, and surprisingly sweet.
Like...the roadhouse bouncer and the actuarial sciences student in Bounced.
Or...the carpenter and the Jeopardy! nerd in Nailed.
Perhaps...the oil rigger and the kindergarten teacher in Drilled.
Mayhap...the tow truck driver and the sorority uptown girl in Wrecked.
Surely...the brick layer hot single dad and the babysitter in Laid.
How about...a returning military hero and the wallflower at Christmas in Tagged?
Or...the farmer who needs a wife and wants the curvy waitress in Plowed?
Or...the hot rancher trying to convince the city girl to stay in Bucked?
Maybe...the bomb squad cop and his pregnant neighbor? Did I mention she’s a virgin? You read that right. Try Banged.
And surely...the modern day Viking bartender and the bookworm virgin in Tapped?
About the author
Like first times? Forbidden fruit? Yes, please.
Love a hot, dominant alpha claiming what's his? Fuck, yeah.
Want to watch him fall hard for the sweetest fantasy he didn't know he needed? Me too!
I'm Brill Harper and I love happily ever afters, smokin' hot bad boys, and quirky, often nerdy, heroines that I'd love to be friends with off page. These ladies are not perfect—but they're perfect for one man—and he's always sexy AF.
Seriously—these heroes only have one weakness, and it's sticky, sweet love. They don't let anything stand in the way of taking what belongs to them. When it comes to the women they love, it's hard cocks, dirty talk, and soft, mushy heart feels.
*Brill is a sooper sekrit penname for a better-known author who just can't handle all the dirty. She can't handle it...but can you?
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