Desire Oklahoma The Founding Fathers Trilogy

by Leah Brooke

  Eb pushed her hair aside and touched his lips to the back of her neck. “Figured as much. I got news for you, honey. That dress isn’t covering anything important. It isn’t every day a man walks into his house to find something like this waiting for him.” He ran his hands down her sides as his lips slid to her back. He kissed his way across her shoulders, sending shivers through her each time he stopped to nibble at a particularly sensitive spot.

  How could she not know about them when they knew just where and how to touch her to give her the most pleasure?

  Jeremiah moved his hands to her shoulders to make way for his brother with an ease that spoke of experience, the thought filling her with jealousy. He slid his fingers through her hair again, pulling her down for another kiss as Eb’s lips and hands made their way down her body.

  Still trembling from her orgasm, Maggie lay defenseless under Eb’s tender but thorough assault to her senses. She felt so naughty and decadent, with her dress hanging off of her, her breasts, slit, and bottom completely exposed. She wondered if she’d ever get used to being kissed by one man while another touched her most intimate places. It made it hard to think, and instead of being able to focus on one sensation, awareness raced through her everywhere at once.

  Jeremiah broke off his kiss to look over her shoulder, his eyes darkening as he followed Eb’s slow journey down her body. A moment later his hands tightened on her just as Eb’s lips touched her bottom, stilling her automatic jolt.

  “Easy, darlin’.”

  Maggie pushed against his shoulder to stare up at him incredulously, her toes curling as Eb scraped his teeth over her bottom. It made it hard to focus on what she was saying, her voice too raw and sounding nothing like her own. “Stop talking to me like I’m a horse you’re breaking.” She shivered as Eb’s sure fingers worked magic over her still sensitive clit. “You can’t—oh, God, Eb!” She fought Jeremiah’s hold as Eb’s hands slid to her inner thighs. “Eb, you can’t kiss me there.”

  In a panic, Maggie tried to straighten her legs as Eb’s warm lips moved over the cheeks of her bottom, working his way closer and closer to her slit. “What are you doing?”

  She grabbed handfuls of Jeremiah’s hair. “What’s he going to do to me?”

  It seemed nothing was off -limits to them, something that became more obvious each time they touched her.

  Eb’s hands went to the back of her thighs, circling them and lifting her to her knees. His leather holster brushed against her bottom, a sharp reminder of what a dangerous man he’d become, and adding a dark element to the hunger building inside her.

  “I can kiss you wherever I want to. I can touch you everywhere, and I can fuck every one of your holes. You’re my wife now, Maggie. I own you, darlin’. Don’t you ever forget that.”

  Knowing how she must look with her bottom high in the air and her inner thighs coated with her juices and Jeremiah’s seed, Maggie hid her face against Jeremiah’s chest.

  “I’m not one of your horses or your damned cows! You can’t own me.”

  Jeremiah slid his hands lower and used his thumbs to tease her already sensitized nipples. “Yes, we can. We do. Every delicious part of you. I think one day soon I’m gonna start at your toes and lick my way all the way up your body.”

  Eb slid his thumbs up to part her folds. “Once you get to her sweet pussy, you’re never gonna want to leave it.”

  On her hands and knees, Maggie couldn’t stop rocking back and forth, needing the strokes on her nipples as badly as she needed the attention to her clit. Tilting her head back, she moaned, closing her eyes as Jeremiah fisted a hand in her hair and scraped his teeth down her neck.

  She tried to speak, but her voice came out as a croak, and she had to clear her throat before trying again. “You talk about me like I’m not even here.”

  Eb slid two fingers into her soaked pussy, leaning over to kiss her ear and waiting until she stilled before speaking. “Get used to it. We know damned well you’re here, darlin’, but we’re still gonna talk about what we’re each doing to you. Wait until we both have our cocks inside you at the same time. Neither one of us wants to miss anything.”

  He withdrew almost completely before surging into her again. “When I take you now, I’m gonna stretch your ass a little more. Don’t you think Jeremiah wants to know what I’m doing to his wife’s tight ass?”

  Maggie groaned as he withdrew again and coated her bottom hole with the juices he’d gathered, circling her opening, but drawing out the anticipation by not pushing into her. Missing the lips at her neck and shoulder, she opened her eyes to meet Jeremiah’s.

  He smiled and rewarded her by tweaking her nipples again. “That’s a good girl. You’re starting to understand that, even if only one of us is touching you, you belong to both of us at all times.”

  Eb gathered more of the juices leaking from her and, this time, pressed at her bottom hole hard enough to make her gasp, but not hard enough to enter her. “Did you come when Jeremiah fucked you?”

  Helpless against his torment, she stayed as still as she could, not daring to move and inadvertently take his finger into her puckered opening. As much as it excited her when he did it, the anticipation of it still created a panic inside her at having her most private opening breached.

  It made it difficult to concentrate on answering him as she held her breath, fearing that at any moment he would slide the two fingers devious into her.

  Jeremiah cupped her jaw, stroking her cheek until she opened her eyes.

  “What’s Eb doing to you, honey?”

  Her hands tightened in his hair as Eb’s fingers collected more of her juices. She groaned when Eb lightly tapped her clit before sliding back to press at her puckered opening.

  Jeremiah tugged at her hair. “Maggie, I asked you a question. Tell me what Eb’s doing. I’m your husband, and I want to know right now what your other husband’s doing to you.”

  He pinched her nipple, not releasing it until she gasped. “Tell me right now, Maggie, or you’ll regret it.”

  She couldn’t look away from Jeremiah’s face as the sharp pain in her nipple made her pussy clench and leak even more moisture. “He—he’s touching my bottom hole.”

  Jeremiah slid a thumb over her bottom lip. His incredibly soft voice added a comforting warmth to the heat raging inside her. “Do you like it?”

  “I don’t…yes…no…I don’t know. Oh, God.”

  “Is he inside you?”

  “No. He’s teasing me. Oh!” She sucked in a breath as Eb applied more pressure, making her bottom hole sting.

  From behind her, Eb ran a hand over her back as he pressed both fingers at her tight opening. “She loves this. Her pussy and ass keep clenching. She’s afraid, but she wants it.”

  Cupping her breast, Jeremiah stroked her nipple, his fingers gentle, but with all the attention he’d already given her there, it was more than enough to have her writhing against him. “Is that true, Maggie? Do you like having something filling that tight bottom?”

  Breathing in gulps, she struggled to adjust as Eb applied more pressure.

  He didn’t pause, not easing up on the pressure at all until he breached the tight ring of muscle, forcing it to give way under his relentless insistence.

  Maggie gasped, fighting the chills that raced through her. She couldn’t believe anything could feel more intimate than having a cock in her pussy, but the feel of his fingers inside her bottom felt even more deliberately decadent.

  “It burns. Oh, God. It’s inside me. I can’t believe you’re doing this to me.”

  Her head spun, her mind taken over completely by an act so erotic it tore past all her defenses as though they weren’t there. She hadn’t recovered completely from her last orgasm, and already she trembled with need for another.

  Jeremiah’s expression softened, his eyes steady on hers as though gauging her reaction. “Don’t tighten up, honey. Eb, maybe we should do this another time. Maybe our little darlin’ isn’t quite ready for t
his.”

  Entranced, Maggie stared at him in wonder, hardly able to believe that Jeremiah, her Jeremiah looked at her in that way.

  The way Hayes and Wyatt looked at Savannah.

  Mesmerized by it, she let out a startled whimper as Eb slid his fingers deeper.

  “Jeremiah.” She breathed his name, thrilling at the flare of possessiveness in his eyes.

  The knuckles of Eb’s other hand brushed the back of her thighs just seconds before his holster hit the floor.

  While pushing his fingers a little deeper into her bottom, he pressed another into her pussy.

  Maggie cried out, the burn in her bottom and chills racing through her growing stronger by the minute. The feeling of his finger moving in her pussy at the same time he stretched her bottom was like nothing she’d ever imagined.

  Eb’s tone sharpened. “No, Maggie can take this just fine. A little more each time, Maggie, until we can both take you together. You want both of us filling you up with cock, don’t you, honey?”

  Right now there was nothing on earth she wanted more. This hunger inside her raged out of control, leaving her shaking with a desire for them to take her, to take everything she had to offer, while giving her all they had to give.

  Maggie groaned as his fingers slid from her pussy with a speed that left her clenching at emptiness.

  Almost immediately, his cock touched her folds, and hot and hard as iron, it began to press into her pussy.

  His voice lowered seductively. “A cock filling you is just what you need, isn’t it, Maggie?” He moved his fingers in her ass as he pushed his cock a little deeper.

  Maggie gasped, throwing her head back and pushing her hands flat on the floor on either side of Jeremiah’s chest. She panted through the erotic burn in her ass and the too-full feeling of his cock in her pussy.

  Smoothing gentle hands over her shoulders, Jeremiah gathered her against him.

  “Easy, baby. Eb, be gentle with her. This is Maggie, remember?”

  Eb wrapped an arm around her from behind and yanked her back against him, sliding his fingers another inch into her ass. “I know damned well who I’m fucking.”

  Maggie bucked in his arms, taking more of his fingers and another inch of his cock inside her, throwing her head back again when Jeremiah palmed her breasts. “Oh, God.”

  She held on to Jeremiah with one hand and, with the other, reached up to grip Eb’s sinewy forearm, crying out repeatedly as both men continued their decadent assault. Unable to keep from gripping Eb’s cock and fingers tighter, she whimpered through her panting breaths as the burn created the most amazing sizzles to her clit.

  Eb’s cock slid deep, making the fingers he curled in her bottom feel even thicker than before.

  Below her, Jeremiah sat up, taking a nipple into his mouth.

  Her entire body shook, caught in an erotic hold she never wanted to escape. Her nipples tingled as Jeremiah gave his attention to first one and then the other, the tingles racing through her and settling at her center, encompassing her entire slit from her bottom hole to her clit. The stretch of her ass, the slow, shallow strokes in her pussy that kept getting deeper, and the throbbing in her clit combined into a powerful surge that she had no hope of fighting.

  She couldn’t stop clamping down on the cock in her pussy or the fingers that stretched her bottom, feeling fuller than she ever thought possible.

  Bucking in Eb’s arms, she took even more of his cock, groaning when he slid deep, a groan that got deeper when Jeremiah slid his hand down her body.

  Her stomach and abdomen muscles tightened when Jeremiah’s fingers brushed them, quivering with anticipation.

  Suddenly, the fingers inside her ass moved, and Eb slid deep.

  Maggie whimpered in her throat, overwhelmed at the feeling of fullness and the unreal sensation of having surrendered. With her ass and pussy filled, she felt taken over, his possession both firm and controlled.

  Jeremiah let his head fall back, letting his fingers trail lightly over her folds as he watched her with hooded eyes.

  Her body tightened unbearably, the pressure inside her building to near pain.

  “Please!”

  Oh, God. If only Eb would move faster, push his fingers in a little deeper.

  If only Jeremiah would touch her clit...

  Jeremiah cupped a breast. “Please, what? What do you want, Maggie?”

  Eb withdrew his fingers slightly, holding them just past the tight ring of muscle, and pulled his cock almost completely from her before sliding it deep once again. “This is what it’ll be like when we take you together. One of us under you, one of us behind you. Your pussy and ass both filled with cock.”

  He began to thrust faster now, his breathing ragged, his arm tightening around her to hold her in place. “Tell Jeremiah what you want, Maggie.” His commanding tone sent another shiver through her.

  Clamping down on him, she felt those hot little sizzles that warned her she was about to come. Desperate for release, she ignored their questions, squeezing her eyes closed to escape into her own world of pleasure and thinking about nothing except ending this delicious torment.

  Amazed at the feeling of fullness, she began to rock her hips again, a naughty thrill racing through her when her movements took Eb’s fingers a little deeper.

  With her head back, she cried out with every thrust, lost in her own world, a world where nothing existed except the race to orgasm. The delicious pressure inside her kept building, each thrust, each caress bringing it even closer. So close she could practically taste it, she let herself go, blocking out everything except the delicious sizzles that she knew would send her flying.

  Without warning, Eb and Jeremiah stilled.

  “No!” Maggie’s eyes flew open and she fought Eb’s hold, but she was no match for his strength.

  She was so close that her need had become one of frenzied desperation, bringing tears of frustration to her eyes. “Don’t stop. Please. Oh, God. Please don’t stop.” She tried to buck but couldn’t move on him fast enough to get the relief she needed.

  Eb moved his fingers, the firm pressure making her bottom burn. “What do you want, Maggie?”

  Staring down at Jeremiah, Maggie groaned at the burn of her bottom hole being stretched, pushing back when Eb thrust deep into her pussy again. “I want you to move. I want Jeremiah to touch me.”

  Chuckling, Eb thrust once, twice and stopped again, holding himself still inside her. “Jeremiah is touching you. Isn’t he playing with those pretty little nipples?”

  She threw back her head when Jeremiah pinched them again, arching her back to thrust her bottom at Eb and her breasts at Jeremiah. Inhibitions fled in the presence of such need, where in her world right now, nothing existed except satisfaction.

  “Damn it, Eb. That’s not what I mean, and you know it.” Squeezing her eyes closed, she whimpered, her voice husky and raw. “Stop teasing me, damn you. Make me come.”

  Her eyes fluttered open when Jeremiah sat up again, his hard chest brushing against her nipples as he kissed her jaw. The look of wonder in his eyes and something else, some other emotion she’d never seen in them before, enthralled her. She cupped his jaw, running her thumb over his bottom lip, the closeness she felt with him at that moment much stronger than ever.

  Hoping he felt the same, she stared into his eyes. “Please help me.”

  Jeremiah’s eyes flared. “Maggie, I’ll give you whatever you want. All you have to do is ask.” He brushed her hair aside, smiling faintly. “Do you want me to touch your clit?”

  Almost giddy with relief that he understood, she nodded, moaning as Eb began to move inside her again. “Yes.”

  Sliding his hand down her body, Jeremiah smiled tenderly. “All you have to do is tell me what you want and I’ll do it. Say it, Maggie.”

  Too far gone to feel any embarrassment, Maggie threw her head back again and rocked into Eb’s thrusts.

  “Touch my clit.”

  Eb used his arm to move Mag
gie on his cock and fingers. “She’s ready, Jeremiah. She’s already milking me.”

  Could they know how much it excited her when they said things like that?

  Jeremiah tweaked a nipple, sending a sharp arrow of need to her already throbbing clit. “Open your eyes, Maggie. I want you looking at me when I play with your clit.”

  Maggie did as he demanded, willing to do anything to get him to touch her there. “It burns everywhere. Help me.”

  Jeremiah smiled. “Let’s take care of that, honey. Hold on to my shoulders and don’t let go.”

  Eb growled, his fingers sliding from her bottom as he began to thrust in earnest.

  At the first touch of Jeremiah’s callused finger on her clit, everything inside her seemed to explode, the ripples like waves of electricity racing through her. Screaming Jeremiah’s name, she tightened on Eb, her bottom still burning from his possession.

  Eb groaned, the hand around her waist yanking her back against him as he surged deep and pulsed inside her. Burying his face in her hair, he groaned again, a low, husky sound that sounded as though it came from deep inside him.

  But it was the look in Jeremiah’s eyes that held her attention. So dark and intense they seemed to bore into hers as though he could see into her soul, holding hers as Eb wrapped himself around her from behind and buried his face in her neck.

  She stared at Jeremiah as Eb’s hand covered a breast and caressed lightly, his big body trembling against hers. She couldn’t look away as she started to come down, her body still trembling in the aftermath. Thankful that Eb held her steady, she leaned back against his shoulder, her gaze still held in Jeremiah’s.

  Jeremiah smiled slowly, threading his fingers through her hair. “Do you know how damned beautiful you are?”

  Maggie’s tremulous smile melted under his kiss, a kiss as soft as butterfly wings. Still trembling and breathing heavily, she welcomed his gentleness and began to calm under his and Eb’s soft caresses.

  “Jeremiah.”

  His name came out on a breath against his lips a second before they covered hers.

  Eb stilled behind her, earning a whimper from her, a whimper Jeremiah swallowed before lifting his head.