by Robyn Reigns
“I’ll have to think of a good method of repayment. I’m going to have to make some kinky plans for that sexy ass of yours, my love,” Simon replied with amusement.
“Very funny, Simon. We both know you already practically own my ass as is.”
“All funning aside, gorgeous, you know how much I love you. You will always have my heart, and I’d give my life to protect you,” Simon said in a quiet, serious voice.
Anger radiated off his brother. He could tell Ryker was fuming. Owen couldn’t understand why his brother was so upset. The woman was having a funny but touching conversation with a man. There was no way he was jealous. Was there? He got the impression that Ryker wanted to go in there caveman style and throw the smaller woman over his back and carry her out. Owen nearly jumped when his brother practically shouted. “What’s going on in here?”
Owen watched Matt step forward in front of Verdria as he heard Ryker’s loud angry shout, as he stalked into the room. “It’s not what you think, Ry. Please, I didn’t have a choice. The cow was going to—”
“I don’t care, Matt. Before bringing Verd in here, I should have been consulted,” he shouted loudly, with anger riding through his voice as he cut Matt off in midsentence.
“It’s all right,” she said, looking Matt in the eye. “You don’t need to defend me. I could have said no.” She continued talking as she stepped around and in front of him. She placed her back to him and the cow as she stood to face Ryker. She was standing in front of both the cow and Matt like a mamma bear protecting her cubs.
She started ranting. “What’s wrong with you, Ryker? Don’t you dare be upset with Matt! He had the best interest of the cow in mind. You are getting upset over absolutely nothing. What is it with oversized, pigheaded, domineering men?”
As she continued her tirade, Owen stepped out of the dark entrance into the room. “What’s your problem, Ryker? Matt and I didn’t intentionally do anything wrong.” Verdria’s anguished voice sounded harsh. He had to squeeze between Ryker and the doorway to gain access. Once inside, he walked over to stand right next to Ryker. Verdria closed her mouth. She seemed shocked speechless.
“Verd, are you, okay? Verd, are you still there?” A male voice was shouting through the phone in the background. “Do you need me to call the police? If you need me to come out there, love, I will.”
Verdria stood facing Owen and his brother at the entrance. She was so busy eyeing him and Ryker she never responded to the man’s voice. Maybe she was taking in their identical appearances. He knew he and Ryker were carbon copies wearing different clothes. Finally he got his answer with her explicative cursing. “Fuck me. No way. There can’t be two of you,” she said just loud enough for all the men to hear.
“That’s it, Verd. I’m heading out to meet you. I’ll be on my way soon,” The Englishman interjected before he hung up, and the room finally fell silent.
Owen had made his way into the room between all the yelling and shouting. Someone actually had the gall to stand up to his brother. He had to get a better look at the situation and see this for himself. No one ever spoke to his brother like that accept him. Ryker usually never got this heated and roiled. He may be quick to anger, but it was always a quiet, controlled temper. He was always too smart to let his anger override him. Stunned speechless, he got a better look at the woman giving his brother a run for his money.
Never had he seen someone so magnificent. She was beautiful, even with her messy clothes and tangled hair. Her body was to die for with those large, lush breasts barely contained by her T-shirt and that curvaceous ass. Yep, and of course his old buddy down below had to perk right up. His cock started twitching as it quickly filled with blood and became nearly painful with wanting the woman in front of him. He nearly forgot to breathe as he continued watching her go head-to-head with his brother. What nearly did him in was her unwavering protectiveness toward not only Matt but a damn cow. She was utterly breathtaking. He knew she was going to belong to him and Ryker. She had to be the one.
Owen pushed the rest of his thoughts aside and made himself focus on the current situation. He walked to stand between his brother and the stubborn, gorgeous spitfire. He had to try his best to defuse everyone’s anger. “Ryker, you may be jumping to conclusions. Just stop and think for a minute. This is not like you,” he quietly stated. “Matthew, no one is in trouble here. How about you take care of the cow and her calf? Ryker and I will talk with…Verdria is your name, right?” he asked, turning to face the beauty.
“Yes, I’m Verdria,” she quietly responded and looked him over from head to toe.
“Well, how about you get cleaned up and then the three of us will sit down and have a civilized conversation to settle what happened here. Ryker and I will meet you at Matt’s house in about half an hour,” Owen stated as he pulled his brother to follow him out of the barn.
Verdria brushed past him and Ryker with a huff. She moved as if in a hurry to put space and distance between them. The poor girl seemed flustered and probably needed time to gather her bearings He let her rush past without interfering, then slowly followed his brother outside to get some fresh air and confront him about his actions in there.
Before heading into the house Owen pulled his brother aside. “Do you want to tell me what that was about in there? No games this time, Ry. Be straight with me about her.” Face-to-face, he stood his ground against his brother and waited for his reply.
Ryker took a deep breath, trying to collect his thoughts before responding. “Before I tell you about that scene in there, I need to know what you think of her, Owen. Do you think you could have feelings for her? What was your first impression?” he calmly asked his brother.
Owen swallowed, took a deep breath, and shook his head side to side. “Honestly, I’ve never reacted to someone like that, especially considering we’ve barely even met. My gut tells me she’s the one, Ry. Did you see her protect Matt? Oh my God, she was even trying to protect that cow from you.” He started chuckling as he continued, “And the way she wouldn’t back down from you. She is definitely going to be a handful. But, I can see her being our biggest challenge yet. At least the odds will be in our favor. How can we lose with two against one?”
“She has me all in knots, Owen. A woman has never made me feel like this before. As soon as I see her, all thoughts go flying out the window. The need to dominate and possess her keeps overpowering my common sense. I’m really sorry about what happened in there, bro.” Ryker apologized as he and his brother walked side by side toward the house holding their woman, their destiny.
* * * *
Standing in the shower with the warm water spraying over her head and chest, Verdria couldn’t help her mind wandering. She couldn’t resist thinking how it would feel to have Ryker’s hands running over her body, or would they be Owen’s? As the warm water ran over her breasts, she pinched her nipples thinking of the large, work-roughened hands the brothers had. The simple tug on her nipples connected to her pussy, and it responded with a quick, hard clench. If she didn’t stop now, she knew she’d have to rub her clit until orgasm. She couldn’t let herself be attracted to one brother, let alone both. Maybe if she gave in and had sex with Ryker these feelings would resolve. Since the two men were probably already waiting for her, she concentrated on finishing her shower and getting dressed. Knowing Ryker, if she wasn’t down there in exactly a half hour he’d break the bedroom door down to get to her.
Still drying her hair with a towel, she walked downstairs to meet the men in the kitchen. They were sitting across from each other at the small, intimate table sipping iced tea and talking about the daily running of the farm. As soon as Verdria stepped into the kitchen, all became quiet and both sets of turquoise eyes were aimed directly at her. They made her feel naked and vulnerable with their quiet intent stares. Without much of a choice, she sat down at the table between the brothers. They were so big they were nearly shoulder to shoulder with her, invading her space. She sat there quietly fidgeting
with the towel in her hands, undecided on what to say. She kept darting her eyes between the brothers not sure how to start a conversation. She was glad Owen took the matter out of her hands and started by properly introducing himself.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Verdria. If you haven’t guessed already, I’m Ryker’s brother, Owen,” he stated quietly and held out his hand in greeting. When he took her hand in his, she felt his hard callused fingers against her softer, delicate skin. Suddenly it was as if a zing of electricity shot from her hand through her body. When she tried to pull her hand back his grip tightened. When he finally released her a residual tingle from his touch was left behind.
Ryker drew them back to the present. “Let’s start from the beginning, Verd. What exactly were you doing in the barn?”
“I examined a cow for Matt,” she answered. “She needed a C-section, so I complied since Matt said there wasn’t a large animal vet for miles. The cow and the calf couldn’t wait hours for a vet. Seeing as time was of the essence, I went ahead and did the procedure. If I didn’t think I could do it, I wouldn’t have done it.”
She got their complete attention with her response. “How did you know how to do a C-section on a cow, Verdria?” Owen asked.
“I could give you a snarky answer, like, ‘I looked it up on the internet’, but I’m horrible at lying. I learned it in vet school. In fact I even did a few before graduating.”
Ryker and Owen looked at each other. It was almost as if they were having a silent conversation mind-to-mind. “Now that we know you’re a vet, we’re not upset about the surgery. We were more worried about you getting hurt. As you well know, that wasn’t a small furry little pocket pet you were working on. There should have been more people assisting the two of you,” Owen stated, breaking the silence.
“Look, guys, I knew what I was doing. I also told Matt it could only be the two of us doing the procedure because I hate other people knowing what I do for a living, especially when I am meant to be on vacation,” she replied.
“What do you think, Owen?” Ryker asked his brother. “She wasn’t thinking about her safety and could have gotten injured by an eight-hundred-pound animal.”
“I think that behavior would deserve a punishment if she were our woman, Ry,” Owen responded with his lips twitching toward a smile. “In fact, that kind of behavior would deserve a good spanking. What do you think? I bet her ass would look delicious all rosy and red from her punishment.”
Verdria heatedly responded. “Spank me? You guys sound and act like cavemen. There is no way either of you will ever smack my bottom.”
“Before we even touch base on that,” Ryker interjected, “there are still a couple more things we need to straighten out. Since you told me you weren’t seeing anyone, who was the man you were talking to so intimately on the phone? Something about him owning your ass and wanting to do some kinky things.” Ryker practically growled while talking.
“Oh, you mean Simon,” Verdria innocently replied. “He is none of your business. We’re just very close friends. He’s almost like a brother to me. Knowing him, he’ll be here in a few days to check in on me and make sure I’m all right.”
Nodding at each other, the brothers again silently communicated. “Great, then we’ll get to meet him when he arrives. Maybe clarify a few things with him,” Owen replied.
“There was just one more thing we need to talk about. Who is Monty, and why is he stalking you?” Ryker blatantly asked. She could feel their eyes on her as she twisted the towel around her hands while she silently squirmed in her chair. Avoiding eye contact, she lowered her head to watch her hands. She so did not want to answer questions about, let alone discuss, Monty. Considering how educated and worldly she was supposed to be, just thinking about how stupid she was to get in over her head with that man was beyond embarrassing. Granted, she understood his taking advantage of her wasn’t her fault, but she should have seen through his façade. She barely knew these men sitting next to her. She feared the agonizing sexual attraction she was feeling and wasn’t sure where these feelings were going to lead. Right now she was afraid to trust her instincts. Look where it got her with Monty. No, she was better off keeping the information to herself for now.
“There is nothing to say about Monty. He’s none of your business,” she responded to Ryker’s question.
* * * *
Ryker instinctively knew he had to tread carefully. He didn’t want to frighten her away before getting more information on this Monty guy. Her body language was telling a lot. He watched her tilt her head back and look him squarely in the eye, clenching her jaw. The stubborn set to her face, the challenge in her voice made him want her. He couldn’t resist the pull any longer. He needed to taste her, kiss her, and run his fingers over her creamy skin. His heart began to race. His half-hard cock was growing in length. It was hitting against his damnable zipper. Before he could completely take her and feel her soft, warm pussy clench around his dick, he knew he had to show her pleasure. She needed to learn what he and Owen could give her.
Ryker watched as Owen nonchalantly let his right hand reach toward Verdria. He started to trace small circles with his finger along her wrist. When she didn’t pull away, he lifted her hand to his mouth and started softly kissing her skin. He traced his tongue along the inside of her arm, tasting her. He worked his way up to her neck, gently kissing and nipping. Then he leaned to trace his tongue along her lower lip. God his brother’s actions made his cock harder, he bet she tasted wonderful.
When she gasped and opened her mouth, Owen quickly swept his tongue in. Their tongues fought for dominance, for control. She moaned and let him take over the kiss. Lust must have over taken her. There was no fight to move away. It was as if she were begging for more. Needing to feel her in his arms, Ryker pulled her onto his lap. Her ass wiggled, seeking a comfortable spot. The roughness of his jeans rubbed against his hard-as-wood cock. He gasped, nearly coming in his pants as he felt the crack of her ass rubbing back and forth against his hard-on. He finally got to kiss her. She tasted of Owen but underlying that was sweet rain mixed with berries. Never would he be able to get enough of her. Her mouth is so warm, so sweet. “I can’t wait to feel that tongue on my cock,” he said to his brother.
Owen also continued with his exploration. He swept his hand under her shirt to tweak her nipples. She let another moan escape and he could feel her pussy clenching against his lap. “You like your nipples touched, sweetheart, don’t you? Owen, I can feel her pussy clench every time you squeeze a nipple. She’s so sensitive there.”
While Owen was playing with her upper body, Ryker placed her on the table. He made sure she was on her back with her legs dangling off. He started placing kisses along her belly. He licked and nipped the skin, making her stomach muscles clench and quiver. He pulled her shorts down to her knees to get a better look at her pussy. Her clit was swollen. Her vagina was wet and shiny, weeping her woman’s juices. “My God, Owen, she’s beautiful. Her pussy is so wet.” He pushed his figure into her sheath. Warm, wet, silky walls kept clenching around his finger. “She’s magnificent. Look at how she responds to us.” He pushed in a second finger, and she moaned loudly as he brushed her clit. “She’s so warm and tight I can’t wait to get my cock in here,” he said, pulling his fingers free and licking her essence off. “I also can’t wait to get my tongue in her pussy, Owen. She tastes so good I can’t describe it.”
Her nipples were hard, perked, red, and swollen from Owen squeezing and tweaking them. Her pussy wouldn’t stop clenching. Her hips kept moving as if they had a mind of their own. She kept riding his finger. Her cunt was so drenched and the muscles, if possible, contracted even more around his finger. He could tell the need to come was driving her crazy. Ryker knew he wouldn’t let her come until she begged. Ryker saw her try and move her hand toward her clit but he was quick and pushed it away. “No, sweetheart. You’re not allowed to pleasure yourself. That clit belongs to me and Owen.”
“But I need
,” she cried out.
“What do you need, baby?” Ryker asked softly.
“I don’t know. I just need. Please, Ryker?”
As she begged, he sent her so close to the edge of that needed release. “Do you want me to touch that clit for you?” he asked as he continued stroking his fingers in and out, avoiding her clit, just tracing near her G-spot. When Ryker felt her nearly ready to come, he would pull back. He didn’t want her coming yet. Will you answer our questions honestly if I let you come?” he asked.
“Please, Ryker.” Hearing the intense need in her voice he knew he finally had her right where he wanted her. “I’ll do anything, please. I need,” she cried.
“I want you to say it, Verd. Do you promise to answer our questions?” Seeing and hearing the frustration build in her was a heady experience. Ryker knew he held the power in his hands to give her utter, complete pleasure. When the begging continued, he knew the need to come became her ultimate goal. “I promise. Please, Ryker. Please let me come,” she again cried.
He continued to pleasure her with his fingers. Wanting her orgasm to build in intensity he made her circle the edge a bit longer. “I want you to remember from here on out you’re going to be ours. You belong to me and Owen. Is that understood, Verd?”
“Yes, Ry. Anything, just please let me come,” she panted. Ryker allowed his fingers to brush her sweet spot one last time. That was all it took. Her vaginal walls clamped hard around him as she closed her eyes and saw stars. She kept bucking against his hand as her orgasm shattered through her body. Tears slowly escaped onto her cheeks. The intensity must have been so overwhelming. She could barely move. She looked tired and languid. All she did was lie on the table, legs still spread, while Owen gently kissed her and whispered sweet nothings.
