Lang, Chloe - Wilde Love [The Brothers of Wilde, Nevada 6] (Siren Publishing LoveXtreme Forever)

by Chloe Lang

  “Count of ten, pet. That’s two from each of us. I know you didn’t intend to put yourself in danger, but it happened.” He smacked her ass, lighting up her flesh. “You are not allowed to die.” He smacked her again.

  She fought not to laugh. Austin really would attempt to discipline her if she died on him. He would come after her in the afterlife, and she would get such a spanking.

  “Never leave us.” Phoenix’s hand smacked her twice in rapid succession.

  “Don’t forget you’re ours.” It was Dallas’s turn. Jessie merely groaned as he got his sweet licks in. She couldn’t forget she belonged to them. She felt them always.

  “We love you, baby.” Jackson’s hand caressed her stinging backside in between slaps.

  And Denver. She could feel him staring at her. He’d always been clear how he loved her backside when it was pink. Smack. Smack. “Don’t forget you have more than one Master.”

  Never. She would never forget. “Yes, Sir.”

  Austin flipped her back over, his hands skimming her skin. He kissed her as he undid the ties that bound her. “I love you, Jessie.”

  She nodded, far too emotional to speak. Austin laid her down, his stare telling her plainly to be still. The Wilde brothers obviously wanted to play with their woman.

  “God, you’re so sexy.” Jackson didn’t wait for any signal or word but leaned down, swallowing her left breast.

  Phoenix did the same to her right breast. Their tongues and teeth worked her up into a hot frenzy.

  “We’re going to pleasure you night after night, from now on.” Dallas massaged one of her legs. It felt heavenly.

  Denver kissed her feet. “Sweetheart, you mean everything to us.” Then he swallowed her toes, sending a tremble through her body.

  Austin rubbed her stomach and leaned down until his lips were within touching distance. He sent a hot blast of his breath over her pussy, and her clit began to throb. “You did this, pet. You brought me and my brothers together, and now you are completely ours.”

  “Yes, Master. And you five are mine.” She licked her lips. Everything she wanted, had dreamed of, was right here in her grasp.

  “Did you see that, Phoenix?” Austin sent her a wicked wink. “The little kitten must be starving. She’s licking her lips.”

  “I’ve got something to feed her with then.” Phoenix moved until his hard cock was inches from her mouth. “Are you hungry, angel?”

  She nodded. His cock teased her lips, its silky texture a pure pleasure. She licked at the head, but Phoenix seemed impatient. He pushed past her lips and teeth, feeding her his cock like the savory treat it was. She struggled to take it all. He was so big, so thick, but she was able to swallow every inch of his cock. He groaned, and his eyes closed.

  Jackson bathed her breast and nipple, causing heat to well up inside her. Dallas rubbed her calves and licked her legs, as Denver continued sucking on her toes. The concert of these men made her light headed and electric. Her pussy dampened, as Austin’s tongue circled her clit. Her back arched off the table, and tingles spread throughout her body.

  They continued tasting, touching, massaging every place on her body until she needed to come so badly it almost killed her.

  “Don’t come yet, pet.” Clearly, Austin was reading her state.

  “Yes, Master.” But she wasn’t sure she could hold back no matter what he ordered her to do.

  “Let’s get her on the blanket.” He lifted her up off the table.

  Since she’d been on the table, she hadn’t been able to see the blanket until now. In one corner of it, there was a pile of condoms, lubricant, four dildos, and one plug. Her men had come prepared for a little fun.

  Jessie wondered why Austin didn’t lower her to the ground but soon found out why when he said, “Let’s slick up her pretty, little ass.”

  Jackson applied lube to her backside, stretching out her entrance. Her skin was delightfully sensitized from her spanking. The more cream he applied, the more she began to respond. Sensations were firing throughout her body.

  “She’s ready for us.” Jackson rubbed his hand on her ass. It felt amazing and inviting.

  Austin nodded. “Lil’ bro, hop down on the blanket.”

  “My pleasure.” The youngest Wilde brother stretched out on the cover and then rolled a condom down his shaft.

  Jessie wanted him inside her. She prayed Austin would take possession of her pussy with his cock.

  “Ready, pet?”

  Again, Jessie nodded, too afraid that if she answered Austin aloud, she might sound incoherent.

  Austin slowly lowered her down with her back to Jackson. She felt the tip of his dick hit her ass’s entrance. A wicked tremble moved through her body and into her pussy.

  As the eldest Wilde brother lowered her more, Jackson pierced through her backside’s tight ring, melting her into a hot bubbling brew of want and thirst.

  The remaining cowboys shifted around her.

  “Grab Dallas’s and Phoenix’s cocks,” Austin ordered.

  She obeyed, and enjoyed feeling the pulsing in each of them.

  Denver moved into a position so that she could again suck on his cock.

  He cupped her chin. “You know what to do, sweetheart. Suck me dry.”

  “Yes, Sir.” She opened her mouth wide, and swallowed his cock down her throat.

  “Good, pet. Very good. You be a good sub, and stroke Dallas and Phoenix until they shoot their loads. With Denver, you need to swallow every drop. Jackson is enjoying your tight ass. I will claim your pussy. Understand?”

  “Yes, Master.” And she did and couldn’t wait to come. Her pussy was soaked.

  Austin crawled up on top of her. His weight was a kind of restraint, and she loved it.

  Then he kissed her again. Her toes curled, and her womb tightened.

  When he drilled into her with his hard dick, her eyelids fluttered.

  All five brothers are making love to me. She was surrounded by them. She was overwhelmed by them. Tears filled her eyes. They were together. They wouldn’t be apart again. She didn’t have to choose. She only had to love them, and her heart burst with emotion. She had enough love for all of them.

  The strokes of two cocks into her body sent her to the stratosphere. She pumped on Dallas’s and Phoenix’s cock, all the while sucking on Denver’s.

  Her orgasm began to well up. She could no longer hold back, and thankfully, Austin didn’t command her to.

  Sensations seared her depths as the five men continued their erotic choreography into her body.

  She stopped sucking Denver. “I’m so close. I’m about to come.”

  “Do it. I’m about to do the same,” Phoenix proclaimed.

  She nodded and licked his shaft. Then she wrapped her lips around Denver’s cock again and took it down her throat. In its own way, it was more than symbolic of his possession of her, and that thrilled and excited her.

  “Fuuuck!” Jackson shoved his entire cock up her ass. It felt amazing and sent her into a mini-subspace state.

  Her fist pumping on Dallas and Phoenix worked like a charm, and she felt their male cream on her hands. Denver’s seed shot down her mouth.

  Then Austin drilled into her with his massive cock. His stare locked in on her and he whispered in her ear, “Come for us, pet.”

  Her entire body shook violently as her womb clenched, unclenched, and clenched again. Tears rolled down her cheeks, in part because of the awesome sex she’d just experienced. The other part? Her five men were on the same page. They wanted a life together, sharing her.

  Wilde was now her home, and the Wilde brothers were the reason.

  * * * *

  Jessie sat between Maude and Mary at the Wilde mansion looking at the coffee table with the Tarot cards spread out. Carlotta sat across from them. Michael, with another bridal magazine in his lap, sat beside the fortune-teller.

  Jessie smiled. The last several weeks had been a whirlwind after her five guys had all knelt in front of
her, asking for her hand in marriage.

  The memory of the Old Wilde Mine exploding with Samantha’s dead body wasn’t so ever present as it had been just a month ago. Her Wilde brothers had rescued her just in time.

  No one was surprised when Norma sold the cafe to Carlotta and left town with her other girls. She never spoke to Jessie but did send a card. All it said was, “I’m so sorry, Ms. Greene. Believe me, I didn’t know my girl was so troubled.”

  Carlotta sipped on an herbal tea, looking down at the Tarot cards on the table. “De cards say June. Dat’s de best time vor your vedding, my dear.”

  Jessie smiled. “June it is.”

  Maude shook her head. “My nephews aren’t going to like waiting so long, hun.”

  “I will not go against the cards. Carlotta hasn’t steered me wrong yet.”

  “Dat’s my girl,” Carlotta said.

  Michael asked, “Do your cards work for us gays, too?”

  They all laughed.

  Carlotta patted his knee. “You got da sight. I see it inside you. Come to my new business tomorrow morning.”

  “The diner?”

  “Yes. I vill read your cards. Perhaps deres a man or two in your future, my boy. You know, I have a nephew who is about our age. You like cowboys?”

  “Do I? I’ll see you tomorrow.” Michael turned to Jessie. “Your five grooms are going to have a big crowd at the wedding. How many people are you inviting?”

  “You’re my best man. I talked to my cousin, Charly. She was stunned, of course, when I told her everything. But she’s going to be my maid of honor.”

  “Maybe she can get her own set of cowboys.” Michael grinned at Maude. “You’ve got six boys, right?”

  “I do, but even in Wilde, there are limits. Three men and one woman is the max.”

  Jessie was confused. “What about me?”

  “Hun, you’re the luckiest girl in town. Keeping the mine undivided gives you a free pass. Let Charly get to town. I bet she’d be perfect for Drake, Dax, and Seth. If not them, then the older boys, Nate, Heath, and Tobias, would be happy to step up.”

  “Maude, you’re a total mess.”

  “I’ve been called a lot worse.”

  Jessie laughed. “Charly is only coming for the wedding. She’s got a line on a great job in Malibu.”

  “Drats.” Maude looked truly disappointed. “I was hoping to get at least three of my boys hitched.”

  “Who else is coming from your side?” Michael asked.

  “My two dads…wow, that still sounds funny. Anyway, they’ve both agreed to walk me down the aisle. That’s it. Short list.”

  “You want some celebs at your special event?” Michael punched some buttons on his iPhone. “I’ve got some names that could really spice things up, Jessica.”

  She shook her head. “Put that thing away.”

  Denver walked in, followed by Jackson and Phoenix. “Forgive us, ladies and gentleman. We’re going to take Jessie away from you for a bit.”

  “Where are Dallas and Austin?” Jessie asked.

  “Where we’re going,” Phoenix answered.

  Mary grabbed Jessie’s hand and squeezed. “Go. You’re going to like this surprise.”

  * * * *

  Jessie stood surrounded by her Wilde brothers. Mrs. Wilde had been right. She did like the surprise. Actually, Jessie loved it. “So the house will face this way?”

  Denver put his arm around her shoulder. “If that’s what you want, sweetheart.”

  “I do. I like seeing that mountain.” She loved the spot they’d chosen for the family home.

  Phoenix nodded. “I knew you would, angel.”

  “It’s going to be a really big house.” She sighed, looking back down at the plans on the ground in front of them secured by some stones her cowboys had collected to keep them from blowing away.

  “Big, but if you look here”—Dallas pointed to one of the pages—“we can add on should we need to, honey.”

  “I say we get started filling it up, right now.” Jackson laughed.

  Jessie smiled. “No way. Not until after the wedding, at the very least.” But truthfully, she wanted to have a baby as soon as possible. She’d asked Maude and Mary about it, and they told her that being so deeply in love oftentimes had that impact on women. It had happened to both of them.

  “So you’re sure you want a log-cabin home, pet?” Austin asked.

  “It will be perfect to raise our kids. And about this old practice of kicking the boys out to build their own houses, that’s gotta change.”

  Denver’s eyebrow shot up. “You think so, sweetheart?”

  “Seriously, guys, it’s a waste. Now that we’re all going to be living together in one house, what are you going to do with your houses?”

  “She’s got a point.” Dallas rubbed his chin.

  “But what can we do with them? Sell them?”

  “Let’s start a charity for troubled teens.” Jessie thought about Norma’s note and knew that was exactly what she wanted to do. If they could reach some, it would all be worth it. “We’ll hire the best counselors and start with a camp. Get the kids around animals. Later, who knows? A group home, maybe? Let’s see where it takes us.”

  Denver kissed her. “I knew the moment I saw you at the Horseshoe, you’d be trouble.”

  Phoenix stepped up and kissed her. “Whatever you say, angel.”

  As he moved aside, Dallas took his place.

  “You’ve got the sweetest heart, Jessie.” Dallas, too, pressed his lips to her mouth.

  Next, Jackson stood in front of her. And he gave her another devastating cowboy kiss. “You’ve made my dreams come true, darlin’.”

  “Come here,” Austin commanded.

  Instantly she obeyed. He touched the new collar on her neck. It wasn’t the one he’d given her before. That one had been retired for this platinum beauty all five men had selected.

  Austin put his arms around her shoulders and turned her to face his brothers. He nodded to each of them. “This amazing woman, Jessie Greene, soon to be Jessie Wilde, has given us a real home.” He swept his arm to the gorgeous landscape, and then he cupped her chin. “Thank you for saving me, pet.”

  The eldest Wilde brother’s lips covered hers, and Jessie knew she, too, had finally come home.

  THE END

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  The Strong Cowboys of Wilde, Nevada

  Chapter One

  Charlene Wynn looked at her cell. One bar. Please, let it be enough to get a call out.

  The large sign on the empty road mocked her. It informed travelers that Wilde, Nevada was a mere sixty-two miles ahead. Its motto would’ve normally caused her to grin, but she wasn’t in a grinning mood no matter how ironic the welcome.

  Wilde, Nevada—population 969, we welcome you with 1,938 arms.

  “And almost as many dicks, too, apparently,” she muttered to herself. “Fuck-fuck-fuckity-fuck.”

  Her mother’s frequent admonishment to curb her tongue fired in her head.

  Aloud, as if her mother was standing with her, Charly said, “I know. I know.”

  She had a very good excuse for flinging the f-bombs, though. Her old car, which looked like it had been through a couple of wars, was dead on the side of the road in the middle of bumfuck.

  No stranger to an engine, she’d changed the oil, topped the fluids, and aired the tires to get the beast up to par for the 2300-mile-long trip from Baltimore to Wilde. She’d only stopped once in Lincoln, Nebraska after already having traveled twenty hours. The one night at the hotel had cost her thirty-eight dollars, leaving her less than four hundred bucks to her name. Not much but enough to get her to Malibu. She’d hit the road at four in the morning today, and now, sixteen hours later, with only an hour of driving left to get to Wilde, her car had crapped out on her.

  Still, she hated to call her cousin, Jessica Greene, for help, but she didn’t have a cho
ice.

  “Hello,” a strange voice answered.

  “I’m sorry, I must—”

  “No. No. This is Jessie’s phone. She’s indisposed at the moment, getting her wedding dress fitted. I’m Maude Strong.”

  “Oh. How long before I can talk to her?” She didn’t want to tell the woman on the other line her troubles. Independence was so important in her life, and she normally was self-sufficient. Not this time. Fuck!

  “Awhile. Is this Charlene I’m talking to?” The voice on the other end of the phone sounded very welcoming.

  “Yes.” Even listening to the woman’s warm tone, the truth of the matter was Charly didn’t want to be here. She’d only agreed to come to Northern Nevada to try to talk some sense into Jessica. Wilde had put some kind of spell on her cousin. Marrying a stranger she’d only just met a couple of months ago was nuts. Marrying five was completely insane.

  Preventing Jessica’s wedding was the only reason she’d taken this detour on her trip to Malibu. Charly didn’t have any interest in the town or its citizens.

  “Where are you, hun?” the woman asked, pulling Charly from her musings. “You need some help?”

  Though her nerves were frayed, Charly tried to sound chipper. “Yes, I do.”

  * * * *

  Halfway between Vice and Wilde, Nevada, Drake Strong expected to come upon the bride’s stranded cousin at any moment.

  His current errand pissed him off, but he wasn’t about to cry over spilt milk—literally. He eased his foot off the gas pedal, slowing his three-quarter-ton Chevy Silverado Crew Cab to the speed limit while continuing to scan the road ahead for any sign of the woman he’d been sent to rescue.

  He’d first learned about Charlene Wynn a week ago at Norma’s Diner. His ears had perked up when Jessie Greene, the Wilde brothers’ fiancée, had mentioned that she, too, had a cousin. That very moment he’d wondered if the twenty-five-year-old coming to town for the wedding might be perfect for him and two of his brothers—Dax and Seth—as much as his five cousins’ big-city girl had been for them.