ROMANCE: Gone Cowboy Wild (THREESOMES, MENAGE, BBW Book 1)

by Ashlynn Cox

  Nash scoffed. "She doesn't count. We were only twelve. Now we're men. The true game starts now."

  Ricky spit into his hand and leaned out of his cot to shake Nash's hand. "You got a deal, cousin. Whoever gets her first will be able to ask her to be their wife."

  "What about Granny?"

  "The loser will go back and take care of her."

  "Right, of course."

  Wanting It Bad

  The next day, they were both on their game. Both had gotten up before her and started to prepare a breakfast of French toast, bacon, sausage, and scrambled eggs. Not many men their age could say they knew how to cook those foods to perfection, but their Granny always said a true man knew how to get around the kitchen. That was the only way to get a true place in a girl’s heart, so she taught them everything she knew.

  "What's all this?" Jessi asked as she walked into the kitchen. A simple blue robe hung off her shoulder. Her long nightgown showed more cleavage and her curvy figure than her normal dresses did. Her usual braid was missing; her fiery red hair fell in waves over her shoulders and to the middle of her back. Both men swallowed hard. Neither had seen her with her hair down before.

  She pulled her robe closed when she met each of their stares.

  “We decided to pay back your kindness for hirin’ us by fixin’ you some breakfast,” Ricky said as he tore off a corner of the French toast and put it to her lips. A flush redden her cheeks when she opened her mouth to accept the food.

  Nash tried to calm his ire. Ricky always had that natural suave manner to him, but Nash knew he would have his chance soon.

  She moaned with delight as she sat down at the table. “You didn’t need to do that, but thank you.”

  “It was nothin’,” Nash said, as he sat a plate down for her and a cup of dark, pressed coffee. She stared at the food for a long moment, before she closed her eyes and placed a hand over her mouth.

  Tears pricked at the corner of her eyes. Both men could tell instantly that they weren't tears of happiness. "Did we do something to upset you, Jessi?" Ricky took seat at the table next to her and placed a hand on her shoulder. She pulled away from him, as Nash took the other seat next to her. He knew better than to touch her, after seeing what she had done when Ricky had.

  She shook her head, but the tears still fell. "I'm sorry. I'm not normally like this. I like what you did. It was a nice thought. But for a moment, when I woke up this morning, I thought he was back. My husband. He would cook me breakfast in the morning his speciality was French toast. For a second, I thought him dyin’ in the war had all been just a bad dream. To see you both down here this morning just threw me for a spin."

  Nash could not help himself, as he reached up and brushed away one of her tears with the rough pad of his thumb. She looked at him and blinked her chocolate orbs. A small smile tugged at the corner of her lips. "I'm sorry for your loss," Nash said. "I can't imagine what it would be like to lose someone like that. I would fall apart. I don't know how you've ran this ranch by yourself. It's a good thing we're here to help you out."

  She wiped away her tears and nodded. "It was hard, but I'll keep this ranch alive if it kills me. It's the last thing I have of him. We weren't able to have kids before he went away." Jessi sighed and looked down at her food. "This this really good, I'm impressed you two know how to create something like this. I had to teach him how to make French toast, before he got better than me at it." She laughed. "I'm sorry. Let's eat. I'm actually really hungry this morning. "

  "Let us take care of all the chores today. You can relax in here and do whatever you want," Ricky said. "Let it be another gift from us."

  Jessi shook her head as she finished taking a bite of egg. "I can't let you two do that."

  "Don't worry about us. We work for you. It won't be hard," Nash said.

  She looked at them both before smiling. "I have wanted to do some banking."

  Ricky scooted a little closer to her, she didn't move away. "See, now you can have some time to do that. Leave the grunt work for us. We've proved we can run a ranch just fine."

  She nodded. "That you have. Okay. Just for today."

  Both men smiled and tucked into their breakfasts, they were starting to win her trust.

  That same day, Ricky finished with his morning chores first and headed into the kitchen for something to drink. The sweet scent of baking chocolate met him at the screen door and he smiled. He could get used to coming home to the smell of baked goods and dinner. He stood at the screen door and watched Jessi. She didn't know he was there. Her hair pushed up into a messy bun. She had chosen a red dress that morning. A white apron made a cute white bow just above her round butt.

  Under her breath, she hummed as she mixed brown batter in a bowl. He truly had never met a woman that took his breath away. Sure, he had the occasional romp in a tool shed, but those weren't the girls he took home to granny. Why had Jessi changed his world? He shook his head, not just his world but Nash's as well and he was more fussy when it came to his women, always had been. Now he was competing with his cousin to win her heart and he didn't want to lose, but the choice was hers.

  He opened the door and she glanced over her shoulder at him. She smiled, her lips painted red, he hadn't seen her with lipstick before. He desperately wanted to put her on the table and kiss her senseless. "Hey, do you need something?" she asked.

  "I finished mucking out the stalls and I need something to drink."

  “Help yourself to the fridge." She pointed her batter-covered whisk at the object.

  He smiled and grabbed a glass before he got some milk. He leaned his back against the counter near her. "It smells mighty good in here, Jessi."

  She smiled. "Thank you, Ricky."

  "How does it taste?" he eyed the batter.

  She glanced at him and her smile got a tad bit bigger. "Have a taste." She lifted the whisk up for him to lick. He stared into her eyes as he leaned forward and took some of the batter into his mouth. She bit her lip. "Mmm," he groaned. “Delicious.”

  A pink hue stained her cheeks as she reached up to wipe away and smear of chocolate off his lower lip. Before her thumb could move away, however, he grabbed it with his soft, plump lips and sucked it off. The pink hue turned to a red and she returned to the task at hand. It was at this point Ricky figured out that they would have to take it slow with her.

  The summer weeks passed by faster than any of them foresaw. The cousins sent letters to their granny, both mentioning the wonderful girl they had found.

  Every day the cousins grew closer to her and her to them. The sexual tension grew until it was thick enough to cut with a knife. She learned that Nash liked to read and eventually they all spent the hour after dinner reading aloud to one another.

  None of them were ready for the night when every came to a head. A freak, torrential down pour hit the state and the three of them rushed around on their horses to carrel the cattle back into the barn. If they let them stay outside, the wet and cold would take more than a few of the cows. Jessi couldn’t afford to lose any of them.

  By the grace of God, they were able to get them all into barn. Even though they were all soaked to the bone, they still had to unsaddle the horses and feed them. They had done some hard work and deserved it.

  Adrenaline coursed through all their veins, but Ricky and Nash were feeling it the most. They were getting more and more competitive with winning her over, both wanting her more than anything they had ever wanted in their lives.

  When Nash went to help Jessi with her saddle all Ricky saw was red. He wanted to be doing that for her. He wanted her to notice him too. He didn’t even fully know what he was doing when they walked out of the horse’s stall. His fist went flying right into Nash’s cheek. He stumbled back and glared at his cousin. “What the hell did you do that for?” Nash yelled.

  Ricky narrowed his eyes in return. “You know why.”

  Nash ran at Ricky, hitting him in full force with his body. They fell to the concrete and rolled
around, trying to get the upper hand. Fists and curse words flew.

  “Stop it!” Jessi screamed. “What the hell has gotten into you two?” She began to sob, confused by their rash actions.

  The sound of her crying broke them out of the rage and they stopped. They rushed to her side. “We’re sorry,” Nash said and rubbed her arm.

  Ricky pushed a strand of loose hair behind her ear. “The adrenaline just got to us.”

  “It’s more than that. Tell me what else is going on. Now.”

  More tears fell down her cheeks and neither man could bear to tell her what had caused them to give into their aggressive, primal urges.

  “It’s stupid, really,” Nash said.

  “Tell me.”

  Ricky sighed. “We like you, no, love you. These past couple of months have made us both see what we have been missin’ in our lives. I reckon our need for you just finally broke the dam.”

  The realization dawned in her eyes during that moment. Her classic flush appeared on her cheeks as she covered her mouth.

  “We crossed a line, I can tell. We’ll be gone by morning,” Nash said. He turned and started for the hayloft, but a hand on his wrist stopped him.

  “No. Don’t go. I…. feel the same for the both of you.”

  “The both of us?” Ricky asked.

  She nodded and bowed her head, unable to look at either of them, as she admitted her true feelings. “Ever since my husband died, I thought I would never want anyone else. Then you two came walking into my life and I found myself wanting the touch of a man again. I know it’s selfish, but I want you both. I’ve dreamed of it.”

  The cousins glanced at each other. They understood what she wanted. An understanding passed between them, they wanted to give her what she wanted.

  “Do you really want both of us, Jessi?” Nash asked.

  She looked at them both. “More than anything in this world.”

  Nash couldn’t hold back anymore. He pulled her close and kissed him with all the passion that had built up in over the past weeks. Her arms circled around his neck and she moaned into the kiss. How she had wanted it so.

  Ricky moved to stand behind her and moved her tattered braid aside to kiss her neck. She released the kiss between her and Nash and gasped as his teeth scrapped at the sensitive skin of her neck. His hands moved over the fabric of her green dress and cupped each of her large breasts, her nipples poked through the material seeking his touch.

  Nash grabbed several horse blankets and laid them out on the ground, before he went to her and kissed her again. His fingers undoing the front buttons of her dress, releasing her breasts. Jessi pulled her arms out of the sleeves and pushed it off her hips. She kicked it to the side, leaving her in only a pair of white panties. She used her fingers now to undo his button down shirt. For weeks she had been dying to know what they looked under their clothes, she only hoped reality was better than her imagination.

  With the final button undone, she pushed shirt open and off his broad shoulders. Have mercy, her imagination had lost to reality. Rippling abs and strong pecs greeted her hungry eyes. With a trembling hand, she ran her fingers over his muscles. He grinned from ear to ear at her reaction.

  Now she needed to know if Ricky was better in reality too. Jessi faced Ricky and kissed him for the first time. He sent a shiver down her spine. His hands held her curves and made sure she pressed herself against him. His hard bulge pushed into her stomach. Her hands grasped at his shirt and pulled it apart, she didn’t want to fiddle with the buttons. Just like his cousin, skin stretched over tight muscle greeted her. Adonis couldn’t even compare. She wondered if the bottom matched the top. Her hands reached for his belt buckle, but he stopped her with a gentle hand on her wrist.

  “No, no, ladies first.”

  She frowned at him. He couldn’t mean sex already. She hadn’t even aroused him yet, not that he needed much help.

  He helped her lie on the blankets and nodded to Nash before pulling off her last garment of clothing. He spread thick thighs apart.

  “What are you—” her question was cut off by her own gasp, as his fingers parted her folds and found the excited bundle of nerves, his hot tongue made contact with it and she jumped in surprise. Her husband had never done that to her. Heat flushed her folds and her fingers went into his dark hair. His tongue circled her clit as he pushed two fingers into her entrance, her hips bucked.

  Jessi moaned she never wanted him to stop.

  Nash came to lie next to her, the rest of his clothes gone. Her eyes widened at the sight of his large member. His circumcised, long shaft blew her mind. She didn’t know they came that big and that pretty. He was perfect. Jessi couldn’t help herself as she grasped the shaft with her hand and ran it up down.

  Nash leaned forward and took her nipple into his warm and wet mouth. She moaned more as both of her pleasure spots got attention. She fisted his length faster, running her hand over the head. She used her other hand to toy with his sack, he groaned against her chest, she smiled, just as the ball of fire in the pit of her stomach exploded, flashes of white light flooded her vision, a scream erupted from her. Ricky lapped at the flood of sweet juices covering his fingers.

  Jessi blinked to clear her vision, never in her life had she ever felt the world shake like it had in that moment. “Please I need one of you inside me,” she moaned.

  “You’re up cousin,” Ricky said as he stood and moved over to Nash’s spot.

  Nash didn’t even have to ask. He kneeled on his knees over her. He stared into her eyes, to make sure she was okay with him entering her. She gave nod of her head, but she turned to watch Ricky take off his clothes.

  Nash positioned himself before thrusting into her slick entrance. He groaned as her tight walls pulled him in. She was so much better than he could’ve ever expected.

  Jessi couldn’t believe her eyes. These boys came from good genetics that was a fact. Ricky was just all well hung as his cousin. She motioned for him to get on the floor before her head. She fisted his long fat shaft and sat up just a bit, to lick his sack. He groaned as soon her tongue made contact. He had never met a girl daring enough to try that. Her lips moaned around him, sending vibrations up his cock. She moved her thumb around the head, swirling the drop of pre-cum.

  Nash watched them, he held himself over her as he thrust into with everything his body would allow. He stopped only once to move her legs onto his shoulders. She moaned louder as he went deeper into her at a different angle.

  Nash slammed into her harder and hit that special place within her that made the tight ball of pleasure in her stomach grow again. She moaned as she licked the underside of Ricky’s shaft and pumped it with firm fist.

  The head of Nash’s cock stroked over special spot one more time. Her toes curled as she came for the second time. She screamed and called out both their names.

  “Oh baby!” called Ricky, while he spilled his cum onto he breasts

  Her inner walls clamped down on to Nash and pulled him as deep as he could go, milking him for all that he was worth. He came with groan and one last thrust before he came inside her.

  He somehow managed to keep himself upright as he looked down at her. She smiled up at him and he moved a piece of hair out of her eyes.

  “Stay with me, always, the both of you,” she

  “You really want us to?” Ricky asked. He kissed her forehead.

  “I woulnd’t have it any other way,” Nash said, as he pulled out and lied down at her side. He wrapped an arm around her and pressed the side of his body into her. Ricky did the same on her other side. Together, they shielded her from the cold of the storm that still raged on outside. They would have to wait it out, even if it took all night.

  “What are we going to do about Granny?” Nash asked.

  “There’s a home for the old in town,” Jessi said. Feeling safe and warm for the first time in a long time.

  “Perfect. I’ll go and get her soon. She’ll love it here,” said Ricky.


  Suddenly the doors to the barn banged open revealing the outside. All three of them sat up. They stood to close them again, but before they could, headlights catch all their eyes. “Who in tarnation would be out in this weather? It’s rain’ cats and dogs,” said Ricky.

  Jessi was already getting on her dress. The truck stopped just before the house and someone in the passenger seat got out. Jessi squinted as she buttoned up her dress. “Oh my God!” she screamed.

  “What, who is it?” Nash asked.

  “It can’t be . . . James, my husband!” She was out of the barn and down the hill to the man faster than a bullet. The cousins rushed to get their clothes back on. They too were down the hill in seconds. Jessi and the man stood on the porch, out of the rain. She was hugging him, but he just stood as still as a statue, cold. She turned to them. Both men kept fists at their sides, trying to resist the urge to grab her and pull her back to them.