Mastered by Mavericks [Doms of Destiny, Colorado 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Chloe Lang

  Both of their faces seemed to harden as their lips thinned and their eyes narrowed. Had she said something to anger them? What?

  She ventured to find out. “What’s going on in your heads?”

  “Do you love this Jaris fellow?” Sawyer’s razor-sharp tone made her shiver. Jealousy? A terrifying sight on him.

  “As a friend only. A dear friend, but that’s all. We’ve never thought of each other that way. He’s like a brother to me, I swear.”

  Sawyer smiled his approval.

  Reed nodded, letting out a big gust of air between his thick, manly lips. “You need a distraction, Chicago.”

  “My brother is right about that,” Sawyer chimed in.

  “Nothing can distract me tonight, guys. I doubt I’ll sleep a single wink until I know the truth about my partner and about Henry.”

  “Is that a challenge, sweetheart?” Sawyer asked.

  “No.” Somewhere deep inside her seemed to stir to his salacious undercurrent.

  “Sounded like a challenge to me,” he said. “What did it sound like to you, Reed?”

  “Definitely a challenge.” His voice deepened to a timbre that vibrated her skin. God, the man was beautiful. Too beautiful. Reed moved forward until the only thing between them was their clothing, just thin layers of fabric. Tiny woven threads were the only things separating her skin from his. Her nipples tightened as she felt Sawyer come up behind her just as close as Reed was in her front.

  “Guys, we should wait to hear from Dylan. What if he gets news earlier?” The logical thing was to hold back. The slippery slope they were offering her would send her crashing into certain heartbreak. She needed to avoid going down this delicious path with them again, no matter how pleasurable it might be. Logic. Be logical, Nicole. No matter how much she tried to hold on to that idea, she kept picturing them making love to her the other night. As if they had minds of their own, her hands shot up to Reed’s shoulders, curling around his thick muscles there.

  “No cell service here, baby.” Sawyer kissed the back of her neck. “Remember that? Whatever Dylan discovers about Jaris will hold until morning.”

  Tomorrow would come and she would finally know the truth about her former partner. Whatever the outcome, she needed to leave Destiny. Her throat tightened as her cowboys squeezed her body between them.

  The little town and its wonderful, eccentric people had changed her. They’d taken up arms to protect her. God, it would be hard to say good-bye. Even harder would be to never see Reed and Sawyer again. But Reed was still holding some of himself back from her. BDSM mattered to him. That was clear to her. He seemed not to trust she would be able to handle it. Maybe he was right. And though Sawyer was ready and open, there was no way she would break up these brothers. Never.

  She opened her mouth to tell them to take her back to town when Reed pressed his mouth to hers. She felt his tongue trace the line of her lips, and all her hesitation, her logic vanished. All that remained was desire—desire to be taken, to be touched, to be held and consumed by her two cowboys.

  Reed’s kiss went deeper and deeper, like a claim on her heart that would never be lifted. Her legs softened and fresh quivers rolled through her.

  When he released her lips, he lifted her up into his arms as if she was made of helium.

  He and Sawyer took her to the bedroom and gently placed her on the mattress.

  Reed covered her with his body, his weight securing her to the bed and to him. His muscled chest pressed against her breasts, causing her nipples to tighten. Even dressed, she could feel his cock through all the fabric between them on her pussy. As he used his legs to spread her legs wider, a hot tingle vibrated in her center, spreading out from her belly to her pussy and down her thighs. Now, his cock felt even closer.

  Reed brought his mouth to hers, and again, she melted into his lusty, seductive lips. All her doubts and worries scurried to the back of her mind and her instincts took charge, her feminine instincts. Reed and Sawyer were everything Nicole had ever wanted or needed. She wanted to be theirs, to surrender all of herself to them—to be what they needed her to be.

  She moaned into Reed’s hot kiss, her toes curling and her fingers tugging at his hair.

  Suddenly, their kiss ended and Reed’s weight came off her body. As Reed left the mattress, she watched Sawyer, devoid of all his clothes, move onto the bed next to her. Glancing down between his legs she saw his monstrous, erect cock.

  Why did she feel so good with Sawyer and Reed? Why did her dark existence vanish just being around them? Because she could be herself and let go, let go of all the doubt and worry.

  “Beautiful.” Sawyer gazed at her with the most loving eyes she’d ever seen.

  He kissed her, causing her heart to swell and her body to warm.

  Never releasing his mouth from hers, Sawyer skillfully removed her clothing. How? She wasn’t sure, but it took him only seconds to free her of every thread. As he moved his lips off her mouth to her neck, she felt a growing pressure between her legs. She was wet and warm. A thirst to feel the friction of his body on hers shook her to the core. No way could she remain still when every shred of her body screamed to be touched. As Sawyer shifted from her side to cover her with his naked frame, she clawed at his chest.

  Sawyer slipped to her right side.

  Reed, now as naked as she and Sawyer, crawled next to her on her left. “Your tits are gorgeous, Chicago.” His big hand covered her left breast. “Have you ever seen any like hers, Sawyer?”

  Sawyer started massaging her right breast. “No way. These are female perfection.” His thumb flicked over her nipple again and again, increasing the tingle and ache in them with each pass.

  Reed traced his fingers over her lips, which were swollen and throbbing from all the kissing. “Nicole, you’re…I’ve never thought…” He closed his eyes, clearly wrestling with something deep-seated within him.

  God, his still waters ran deeper than hers. “Shh, cowboy.”

  “Fuck,” he cursed, closing his eyes tight.

  They both were damaged, him by the loss of his parents and her by the loss of her grandfather. She understood how hard it was to reach those buried emotions, to open up to someone. “I’m here. Right now, Reed. You’re here. It’ll keep for later.” She prayed he would break through his walls. She needed him. Needed both of them. But Reed was the key to making it work. She knew that. If he couldn’t let her into his secret life of BDSM, then what kind of future could they have? They couldn’t have a future at all.

  “Reed, you okay?” Sawyer asked, concern for his younger brother in every syllable.

  “He’s fine,” Nicole said. These men had given her hope again. The least they deserved was for her to try to be what they needed her to be. She moved her hands up into Reed’s silky blond hair. “Look at me, cowboy.”

  He opened his eyes and she could see the ancient pain he carried there.

  “It’ll keep.” She tugged on his hair, an invitation for another kiss.

  He bent down and devoured her lips like a man dying of thirst. She whimpered into his mouth, feeling her own past pain merge with his.

  Please let me in, Reed. Let me in. I need you as much as you need me.

  Sawyer swallowed her nipple, flicking his tongue against her taut bit of flesh. Every cell in her fired for more.

  As Reed’s tongue swept through her mouth and Sawyer’s bathed her breast, circles of heat grew inside her—one from each intimate kiss. The circles spun and blazed and then shot down her body and straight into her pussy, causing her clit to throb.

  Reed ended their kiss and went to work on her other nipple. He scraped his teeth over her throbbing bits, making her squirm and moan.

  “God, your lust smells good, Nicole.” Sawyer’s forceful talk was working her into a frantic bundle of need. “I think I’ll take a sip of her cream right now.” He ran his hands down her abdomen to just within striking distance of her clit.

  “Please touch me,” Nicole panted, her
need so intense she could no longer hold back.

  Reed laved her nipple into a peak of aching desire. The rumble in his throat was more animal than human to her ear. Hunger and danger resided deep inside the man and she wanted him and Sawyer to consume all of her.

  “Spread your legs wide for me, baby,” Sawyer ordered, his thumb circling her clit but never touching. She was mad for him to at least graze the bud and relieve some of the extreme pressure building inside.

  She moved her legs far apart from one another as he’d commanded.

  “That’s what I like to see from you, sweetheart. Surrender.” Sawyer’s thumb pressed on her clit and her pussy clenched and her back came off the mattress. He removed it and the pressure came back with more fury.

  Reed’s teeth captured her throbbing nipple and clamped down slightly, creating a sweet bite of pleasure that mushroomed into a swirl of need that shot straight down to her pussy.

  Sawyer shifted down until his head was between her thighs. Using his fingers, he threaded her folds, parting her pussy’s lips. She could feel his hot breath on her most intimate flesh and it added to the increasing strain for relief inside her. When his tongue flicked her clit, a delicious dizziness spun her around.

  “That’s it, baby. Give me your sweet cream.” Sawyer kissed her clit, his lips delivering a light tap that raised the pressure and increased her trembles. His thick tongue slid over her folds, creating a friction that seemed to envelop not only her pussy, but her whole being. Her skin tingled. Her pulse raced. Her breathing became shallow.

  Reed’s manic kissing of her breasts and Sawyer’s wandering fingertips on her pussy were working to send her over the edge.

  “God, you taste so good, Nicole.” Sawyer continued drinking from her pussy, making her hotter and more needy than she’d ever felt before.

  “Please. I need you.” Please, Reed, open up. Show me your Dom side.

  “That you do, baby,” Sawyer said. “That you do.” He shifted slightly away from her for a moment, getting something from the table by the bed. When he shifted back, she saw the condom packages in his hand and the bottle of lube. “Reed, here.”

  Reed barely acknowledged him, but took the foil package from Sawyer.

  “Baby, you’re going to enjoy this, I promise. Have you ever had anal sex before?”

  She shook her head. The truth was she’d never even considered it would be something she would try before. I can do this. For Sawyer. For Reed.

  “Time to flip our lovely cop over, Reed. We need to get her ready to take you back there, okay?”

  “Yes.” The word came out more like a growl than anything else. Reed was clearly on his own edge, an edge she wanted him to get past.

  Together they turned her whole body until she was facedown on the bed.

  “Baby, we’re going to take our time here.” Sawyer’s tone took on a confident, commanding note that she loved. “You’ve never had anal sex before so I want to make sure you’re ready.

  “The pleasure will be mind-blowing for you. I know what I’m doing,” Reed whispered in her ear.

  “Reed, you do it,” Sawyer said. “You get her ass ready for you cock.”

  The ever-intuitive Sawyer clearly was sensing what she was in Reed. His walls were up. Why? Fear. Fear of what? She wasn’t sure, but Sawyer was trying to push him past them.

  She heard the pop of the lid of the bottle of lubricant and then the squirting noise of its liquid being released. Her body was on fire, her pussy clenching tighter and tighter as the pressure continued to rise inside her. She felt Reed’s hands on her ass. He spread her cheeks and moved his thick, long fingertips to her tight entrance, slicking it up with lube.

  “Breathe, Chicago,” Reed said, sounding more in control of himself than before.

  She obeyed him instantly and felt him pierce her ass with one finger. The sting was quick but faded as Sawyer pressed on her clit with the tips of his fingers from one hand and splayed out her pussy’s lips with the ones from his other hand. Reed stretched her anus and sent in another finger. And again, Sawyer worked on her throbbing clitoris and soaked pussy turning the bite of Reed’s intruding fingers into heavy need. Over and over, these brothers worked their magic on her pussy and ass until she was gasping and thrashing on the bed, biting the sheets as the pressure inside her multiplied.

  “She’s ready, Reed. Time to give Nicole her first double penetration.”

  “Yes. God, yes. Please.” She’d never begged for anything, let alone during sex, but there was no holding back what she needed from them. “Fill me. I have to have you inside me. Both of you.”

  “The sweetest pleading from the prettiest lips I’ve ever seen,” Sawyer said. “Let’s get her off the bed and into our arms between us, Reed.”

  Sawyer lifted her up off the bed. “Hold on to me, baby.” She could feel his cock against her pussy.

  She wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck.

  “That’s perfect. I’ve got you.” Sawyer was taking charge. She loved hearing the command in his tone.

  Reed came up behind her and she wondered how his Dom voice would sound. His thick cock pressed between her ass cheeks. “Chicago, don’t worry. I know what I’m doing. Trust me.”

  “I do.” With all my heart, Reed.

  “I’ll go slow at first.” Reed sent the big, bulbous head of his cock past her ass’s tight ring. At first the burn was too hot, the sting too intense, but Sawyer skillfully shifted his hips so that his cock pressed against her clit just right, driving her mad and creating delicious sensations in her entire body. “That’s it, Chicago. Take me in.”

  With his big hands on the back of her thighs, Reed sent his thick dick deeper into her ass, filling and stretching her back there. Every fraction of an inch he took sent a wave of new sensations through her body. Once Reed’s cock was fully seated in her ass, she sighed into Sawyer’s chest—the place that held his strong and loving heart.

  The sting she’d felt the moment Reed had pierced her ass was gone, leaving her with a hungry burn for more. She’d never wanted like this before in her whole life.

  She didn’t deserve them, but they thought she did.

  Reed groaned behind her, and she felt him begin thrusting into her ass in long steady strokes, each pressing her harder into Sawyer’s frame.

  “You okay, Nicole?”

  “Uh-huh,” was the only response she could get out, lost in the overwhelming sensations of having Reed’s cock fill her from behind. More moan-like than words, but Nicole hoped he understood she loved every bit of this. Let tomorrow be whatever, right now she was here squeezed between two men who had captured her heart.

  “I know, baby. I know.” Of course Sawyer could understand her. She’d never had a chance of keeping anything from the sexy, mind-reading cowboy. “Time for me to feel your tight, pretty pussy on my dick.”

  Another moan, less articulate that the last, but Sawyer’s eyes told her he knew how much she wanted him inside her.

  He shifted his hips again until the head of his cock was on the lips of her pussy. With the help of Reed, whose hands were on the back of her thighs, Sawyer lowered her down slowly onto his massive, thick cock.

  As he filled up her pussy, she scraped at his shoulders with her fingernails. I have them both inside my body. I’m theirs and they are mine.

  “Breathe, Chicago,” Reed whispered in her ear. “You’re holding your breath. Don’t.”

  She hadn’t even realized it, lost to the sensations they’d created in her. She inhaled as deep as she could at the moment, which turned out to be a half breath.

  As her cowboys began synchronizing the thrusts of their cocks into her body, her half breaths divided into quarters and then into eighths until she was panting between their muscled bodies like a wild woman. Never had she felt so taken, so full, so claimed. As a powerful undulation shot through all the pressure that had built up, she was able to take a giant breath into her lungs, which immediately shot back
up her throat and out her mouth into a scream of release. Sensations so powerful and unimaginable swamped her utterly. As her orgasm swelled again and again, she thrashed between the cowboys who’d stolen her heart. They would never give it back and she would never take it from them.

  She tightened her lower half, using her pussy and ass to clamp down on her cowboys’ cocks.

  “Fuuuck.” Reed’s body slammed into her as he sent his cock into her ass one final time.

  Sawyer’s eyes closed and she felt his cock pulse against the walls of her sex as he came inside her. After a long, sweaty pause, Sawyer and Reed carried her back to the bed, returning to the positions they’d had earlier, one on each side of her.

  Even though she’d told them about her dark past, they still wanted her, really wanted. More than that even. Reed and Sawyer had made it quite clear they had chosen her. They would not back down until she accepted their offer of a new life. Maybe she did deserve them after all. The more they told Nicole she did deserve them, the more she was beginning to believe it herself. But she wouldn’t settle for only half of Reed. No. That wouldn’t be fair to him or to her.

  She’d never been so close, so exposed, so open to anyone like she was with Sawyer and Reed. This felt right. This was where she belonged. Sawyer held back nothing. All his chips were on the line. Nicole wanted to prove to Reed she could be the woman he really needed. Whatever their lifestyle held, she would jump in with both feet gladly. How could she make Reed understand that?

  “Spank me, Reed. I want to feel your hand on my ass.”

  His lips pressed on hers, silencing her request and breaking her heart. “Not now, Chicago.”

  “Letting a sub top you from the bottom, bro. That’s not like you.”

  Reed didn’t answer him. “Sweetheart, you’ve been distracted enough for tonight. Go to sleep. We’ve got a lot to face tomorrow morning when we get up.”

  Nicole nodded, despite feeling her dream of a future with them fall completely apart. Reed’s “not now” really meant “not ever” and “not with me.” Why wouldn’t he let her see his Dom side? He didn’t trust her with BDSM, which was a big part of his life, his makeup.