by Lori King
“I told you I wasn’t sure if I could share…”
She flinched, as if he had physically lashed out at her. “But, I thought…what the fuck was all of this then?”
Shock filled his eyes at her anger, “No, baby, that’s not what I’m saying. Let me finish! What I wanted to say is that even though I’m not sure how we’ll make it all work, I want to try. To be honest, I don’t think I can give you up after having a taste of you.”
Warmth filled her belly soothing the sting of his earlier silence, and she let him take her hand between his, pressing a kiss to her palm. Clint pinched her nipple making her yelp, and laugh, “Yep, once you’ve had a hit of our angel, you can’t resist coming back for more. That’s what brought me to your bedroom door. Well, that and the sexy fuck noises the two of you were making. I almost blew my load when you two did.”
Tanner snorted and rolled his eyes, while Zoey and Dalton both laughed. Her eyes bounced from man to man as she searched for answers to the hundreds of questions running through her brain. If they were serious, then she might just lose her mind trying to sort out all of the hurdles they faced.
Settling on the issue that currently fogged her brain, she moved her hands up to cup her own breasts. “I have one big question…” Pausing for effect, she arched her back and pinched her own nipples, “Which one of you is going to give me my next orgasm?”
They were all laughing as Dalton and Clint stripped their clothes and joined her and Tanner on the king size bed. This time, Tanner slid up behind her, supporting her against his chest as he recovered from their monumental orgasm of a few moments ago. She nearly purred when his hands came around to replace hers on her breasts, offering them to Dalton and Clint as though a meal on a platter. “Have another taste, guys. I think Zoey wants to test her limits tonight, and we’re just the men to help her with that.”
Clint didn’t waste much time on her breasts before moving down her body with his hot mouth. He ran his tongue over the rise of her rib cage making her giggle, and then it dipped into the hollow of her belly button and skirted the curve of her hip. By the time he reached the top of her soaked pussy, she was whimpering.
One hand found the back of his head when his fingers spread her labia and he blew air over her swollen clit. “Fuck, Clint!”
Tanner’s hands released her tits to grab her wrists, tugging them to her side and holding her in place while his brothers feasted on her body. “No you don’t, baby, if you want all of us, then you get us as we are.” His words sent tingles washing over her, and she moaned, letting her legs fall open wider to give Clint more access.
Hot skin pressed along her cheek as she turned her face in an attempt to bite Tanner’s nipple. His hiss of irritation blew across her face, and he let out a low growl. “You’re playing with fire, Zoey. I’ve already spanked you once, don’t push me.”
He didn’t seem to understand that that was exactly what she wanted to do. She wanted to push him outside of his comfort zone, and shake him up. Everything was new to her, and it kept her hanging by an uncomfortable thread of anxiety as she tried to absorb each new experience, but she wanted them to understand and feel that too. “I want you. All of you.”
Dalton’s head shot up from where he had been masterfully plying her breasts, and he grabbed her chin in his hand to look her in the eye. “Do you know what you’re asking for, kitten?”
There was an almost imperceptible layer of doubt in his eyes, and she saw it slip away when she nodded, “Yes, if nothing else ever happens between us again, I want to experience it all tonight. I want one of you in my pussy, and one in my ass while I suck the third.”
All three men stopped what they were doing and awkwardly exchanged silent communication before Clint frowned at her, “Have you ever had anal sex, angel?”
Her gaze darted away from his, and suddenly Dalton was in her face while Tanner held her still, “Answer him, kitten. This is important.”
“Not with someone,” she whispered, and she caught the blazing look of shock and desire that fired his blue eyes.
Tanner shifted behind her, his hard cock pressing into her ribs from the back. “Are you saying you’ve masturbated with anal play?”
The blush was fast, and it heated her face as her core reached boiling point and she gave him a short nod. All three men groaned deeply and seemed to retreat to regroup.
Tanner lifted her and turned her around in one quick motion so she was forced to straddle his thick thighs and rest her palms on his muscular chest to support herself. “Baby, that is the sexiest thing I’ve ever heard, and someday I fully intend on watching you pleasure yourself that way, but for tonight, you get to experience it all.”
She accepted his kiss as he stole away every single reservation that still lingered in her brain and relaxed against him. When their lips parted, Dalton grabbed her by the hair and tugged her head back to kiss her himself. Inches apart, neither man wavered as they accepted each other’s right to be there touching her so intimately.
Clint, of course, had no reservations, and she jumped when his tongue ran down the split of her ass. Tanner’s hands pressed her hips back down to his lap, so she was spread wide for the younger Keegan brother’s attentions. From behind, Clint’s fingers sunk into her dripping channel, pulling her own cream from her body and using it to ease the tight muscles of her ass.
It was nearly impossible to focus on what he was doing as Tanner manipulated her breasts, pinching and pulling them hard enough to make her gasp at the sharp pleasure and intense heat. Dalton’s mouth ravished hers, swallowing her noises and her need as he caressed and fucked her mouth with his own.
She heard Tanner tell Clint there was lube in the nightstand drawer, and then she heard the click of a cap just before icy cold moisture joined his fingers on her asshole. There was no escaping the insistent pressure of his fingers as they pushed past the ring of muscles into her bowel.
“Holy shit, she’s tight. She’s going to strangle my cock when I get it in there. Easy, angel, I’m just going to stretch you a little.” Clint’s voice was tight with need, and Zoey forced her muscles to relax around him allowing him to penetrate her backside further. “That’s it, let me in.”
Their triple shot of concern and encouragement sent her desire even higher, and she felt herself rocking back on Clint’s fingers for more. As he slid a second and then a third finger into her body, she whimpered and bit Dalton’s lip so she could take a breath.
When he pulled back just a few inches, she gave him her best sexy look and resorted to begging, “Please, I need more.”
Another silent exchange happened between the brothers, but lust fogged her brain enough that she was having difficulty keeping up with their movements. Quickly she found herself being manipulated until she blanketed Tanner’s whole body. Clint’s fingers were still pulsing in and out of her ass, but now Tanner was on his back so his cock pressed against her weeping pussy. Dalton knelt on the bed next to them and brought her hand up to fist his erection. She used her thumb to spread the moisture pooled on the head, and he moaned.
Tanner groaned when she tried to shift so she could line up his dick with her aching channel. “Fuck, Clint, you better get your dick inside of her quick, or she’s going to be too full of me to take you.”
She felt Clint moving behind her so he was between Tanner’s spread legs. His hand flattened on her back, forcing her forward until her tits were scraping over his older brother’s bare chest, sending fire through her body again.
Clint’s fingers slid free of her ass, and then his thick cockhead pressed against her anus. Forcing his way past the impossibly tight ring of muscles, he groaned along with her. It was nothing like being full of a plastic dildo. The burning feeling was intense and it ran from her asshole to her fingertips and back. Her breathing came out in gasps as she tried to force herself to relax and let him inside of her.
Tanner’s hands came up to hold her head still, his large palms bracketing her flushed cheeks, �
�Easy, baby, breathe. Relax and bear down, let Clint in. You want this, you want us to fill you up, so relax and enjoy it.”
His focus on calming her emotions, allowed her to regain her control, and she did what he instructed. Her body easing to allow Clint to sink deeper into her backside. “Christ, you are fucking incredible, Zoey.”
“Back-atcha, Hollywood,” she moaned as his pubic hair tickled her ass cheeks, and then he eased his long, hard cock out of her, before sinking in again. Slowly she relaxed around him, then with another quick squirt of lube he was sliding in and out of her more easily, and pushing her to the edge of climax.
“No you don’t, baby,” Tanner snarled. Zoey popped her eyes open to find his liquid gold gaze blazing with heat. “I want in that pussy before you come.”
This time when she shifted to line up her cunt with his cock, he let her. Her opening stretched around his thick shaft but with Clint inside of her ass, it was almost impossible to breathe through his entry. Focusing on Tanner’s full lips, which were set in a determined grimace, she pushed herself to relax.
A groan from her left had her glancing at Dalton. Her fist was still wrapped around his erection, but she wasn’t moving it. Instead, she was just locked on him like a vise as she concentrated on his brothers. He caught her looking and winked, “Don’t worry about me, kitten, I’m enjoying the show. I’ll catch up in a couple of minutes.”
The distraction was enough to allow Tanner to push his way into her body. Completely full of two of her three men, she could hear herself whimpering as she let sensation wash over her. They quickly worked out a rhythm between them, taking turns easing in and out of her body, giving her an unending stream of fulfillment. Her own blood seemed to be burning her up from the inside out as she fought to stay conscious through all of their ministrations.
When Dalton brought his cock to her lips and rubbed his sticky cock head against her, she parted them instinctively. His unique taste hit her tongue and she swallowed around him. He kept his thrusts shallow, so as not to distract her more from all of the other events happening, but he wrapped his hand in her hair to hold her head steady. It was the ultimate moment of bliss and submission for her. Her men took over and she just relaxed into their possession. Never again would she experience this for the first time. It might be good again in the future, but it would never compete with the feeling of acceptance that filled her as her climax broke free and swamped her like a tidal wave.
Later she would have to admit that she didn’t remember Dalton pulling free of her mouth and coming in his fist, or Tanner and Clint coming deep inside her body. Delicious pleasure swamped her, blinding her to everything but the acceptance of pure sexual hedonism, and she fainted.
*****
Later, she awoke tangled in a mass of sweaty sheets and masculine limbs with Clint sound asleep underneath her cheek. She allowed herself the opportunity to admire him while he slept. From his chiseled jaw and dimpled chin down the long sweep of his throat where his pulse beat steadily, and even further still to the wide chest that dipped and curved with only ridges of muscles breaking the solid plane. His build was significantly bulkier than either Tanner or Dalton, and for the hundredth time since he appeared back on the Triple T she wondered how Hollywood had missed out on this magnificent man.
When he smiled, everyone nearby smiled with him. It was almost as if his duty to the world was to create joy, so it only made sense that he might do that on screen or on stage. Instead, the bright lights and craving for fame had broken him and knocked his knees out from underneath him.
She had observed him as he stepped back into the cowboy boots that he left behind and took up the reins of the cowboy lifestyle again. He was like a drop of sunshine on the withered plants, and already she had noticed a more relaxed air around the other ranch hands. He had a natural ability for reading both humans and animals, and his determination to shine a positive light on everything around him was one of the biggest things that she admired about him.
In the back of her mind she thought about what it would be like to have Clint as the father of her children and a life partner. There would never be a dull moment, and her children would never be faced with feeling unloved or unwanted. Wasn’t that exactly what she had always dreamed of? As the image of miniature Keegan offspring filled her brain, her heart stuttered in her chest.
Tanner hadn’t used a condom when they had sex the second time. That was exactly what she didn’t want for herself and her future offspring. If these three men committed to her, she wanted it to be because they couldn’t live without her, not because of some misplaced sense of obligation to her and an unplanned pregnancy.
Clint seemed to sense her sudden tension in his sleep, his arm tightened around her midsection, and he shifted to press his face into her hair, inhaling deeply.
“You okay, angel?” he murmured sleepily into her ear.
She nodded, but the emotional dam holding back all of her fears and worries was cracking. All it took was him rising up on one elbow and staring down into her eyes with a deep concern for her she wasn’t used to, and the dam broke. Tears filled her eyes and her chest sagged with a heavy sob.
“Oh shit, Zoey! What’s wrong, angel? Did we hurt you? Are you okay?” His immediate panic struck a chord in her chest and she sobbed harder.
Through her hiccupping cries she managed to mumble, “I’m fine, just emotional. This has been a rough week for me.”
The muscles in his body seemed to relax by a few degrees, and he tugged her over until she was draped over him like a small child. Her head tucked under his chin, and her legs slid between his spread thighs, so she was surrounded by the comfort he could give. “I know it has, angel. I’m sorry for that. Me and the guys just had to work through all of the kinks before we could address how much we all three wanted you.”
“It’s not just you guys. I’ve been trying to figure out what to do about my job, and where I’m going to live, and falling for three cowboys certainly changes any decisions I might make about both of those things.”
He held her in his arms, his strong heartbeat slowly calming her violent emotional outburst. When she was tearless and barely hiccupping, he spoke again. “Don’t freak me out like that, doll. I’m not good with crying, it kinda messes with my head.”
She giggled against his collarbone and pressed a kiss to the pulse throbbing in his neck. “I’m sorry. I’m not sure why I flipped like that. Everything just hit me all at once. I never imagined I would be considering sharing my body with three brothers.”
“Hopefully we made it good enough for you that you want to come back for more later.” His smug look of masculine satisfaction nearly had her denying it just to rile him, but instead she chose to stroke his ego with honesty.
“You couldn’t keep me away.” Relaxing into his gentle touch, she followed his hands as they stroked up her back to the nape of her neck, and back down to the base of her ass in a comforting sort of petting. “Clint, are you happy here? Back at the Triple T? Do you miss California?”
For a moment she didn’t think he would answer her, and when he took an enormous breath and let it all out in a whoosh, she started to shift away. His hands clamped down over her round ass cheeks and he growled a little. The sound was so unlike Clint that she felt her mouth drop open in surprise.
“I don’t miss California, because everything I want and need is in Texas.” Her sensitive female pride sufficiently flattered, she dropped her head back to his chest to listen. “Out there, I was surrounded by beautiful women, and powerful people, but I was also surrounded by con artists, and people so desperate to hold their dreams in their hands that they would do anything to get it. And I do mean anything. I’m not that person. I’m pretty easy going. I figure if life hands you lemons, consider it an offer to partake in body shots and find some Tequila.”
Laughter shook her, “That’s limes. You do body shots with limes.”
“Hey, you do shots your way, and I’ll do them mine. The point
is, that I was naïve and ridiculously ignorant of how to work the business. I don’t play politics very well, and coming back to the Triple T was probably the only thing that saved my life. Believe it or not, I have spent the last four months or so on anti-depressants. The doctor said that my depression was a chemical imbalance, and once the medicine got into my system it went a long way toward me regaining my optimistic attitude.”
This time she sat up completely to stare down at him in wonder, “I can’t believe you of all people were depressed! You were chasing your dreams, and making a good living, how could you be depressed?”
“Depression isn’t always about bad shit happening to ya. Sometimes it’s just a matter of not being able to cope with every day things. Anyway, I knew from the moment I saw your perky round ass be-bopping around the kitchen that first day that I had to have you, no matter what.” He pulled her down for a quick kiss, and when she was distracted, he rolled her, switching their positions. Even though he settled between her thighs, the move wasn’t sexual, somehow he used it to make her feel cherished. For the first time she began to suspect there were more layers to Clint just as she had found out with Dalton and Tanner.
“I’m glad you aren’t easily put off your mission.” She said with a laugh, “I can’t imagine being any luckier than I am right now in this moment.”
“We’re the lucky ones, angel. Tanner filled us in on how he treated you years ago when you approached him. I’m surprised you even gave any of us the time of day after being shit on like that.” Clint’s irritation on her behalf made her belly tingle, and she lifted her head to kiss him.
“Thank you, but I believe everyone deserves a second chance, and even sometimes a third. Now, you better let me up because I have to pee like a racehorse and you’re on my bladder.” His laughter echoed through the room as he rolled away allowing her to dart into the bathroom.
She would never get tired of hearing that sound, or feeling his eyes on her as she moved. If this was what her future looked like, then she welcomed it with open arms.
