Desire Oklahoma The Founding Fathers Trilogy

by Leah Brooke

  She shook everywhere with anticipation and the overwhelming fear of the unknown. She’d loved everything they’d done to her. She’d even loved her spankings, although she’d never admit it. She didn’t know, though, if she could handle what they planned to do to her now.

  Eb’s lips touched her back, moving lower. “Yes, we are. We’ll be gentle with you, Maggie. I promise. If you don’t like something, we’ll stop. All you have to do is let us know. Talk to us, baby.”

  The feel of his lips trailing over her bottom made it even more sensitive and had her lifting into him, her head falling back in abandon when Jeremiah slipped a finger into her pussy.

  Maggie struggled to get her mind to work, not sure if she’d understood. It proved to be difficult when Jeremiah began stroking, sliding a thumb over her clit. “Do you mean, ah, that, uh, oh God, that you’ll stop if I say—oh!”

  With a soft laugh, Jeremiah nuzzled her neck, wrapping his arms around her to absorb her shudders. “Yep, but you’re not going to want to stop. Just let us take care of everything, and you’re gonna come so hard, darlin’, you’ll scream the roof off.”

  He swung her off her feet, lifting her high against his chest and tossed her on the bed, immediately following her and lying on top of her. Pressing her into the soft bedding, Jeremiah gathered her close and rolled with her, pulling her knees to rest on either side of his hips.

  Unused to being in such a position, Maggie met his eyes as he sat her up to straddle him. The feel of his abdomen against her naked folds sent a shock of awareness through her. It had become even more sensitive there now, so much so that even the lightest touch there now made her clit tingle with anticipation.

  Meeting his eyes, she looked around to see Eb approaching the bed carrying the tin of salve. Licking her lips, she turned back to Jeremiah. “I don’t know what to do.”

  Eb sat next to her, setting the tin down somewhere behind her back, his hand sliding over her belly as he bent to kiss her shoulder.

  “You just have to trust us.”

  She moaned as his hand went to her hair as the other touched her bare folds, his finger moving in circles around her throbbing clit.

  Eb leaned her back over his arm, his other hand sliding from her slit to her breasts.

  “Do you know what you looked like coming across the yard like that? I couldn’t take my eyes off of you. I didn’t see Stockney until it was too late to stop him.”

  He bent close, rubbing his cheek against hers. “I couldn’t stand it if anything happened to you. I know you’re going to get mad at me for punishing you when you scare me that way, but it’s better than what could have happened. I can’t lose you, Maggie.”

  Stunned by his admission and by the shudder that went through him, Maggie threaded her fingers through his overlong hair, crying out when Jeremiah stroked her clit. Holding Eb close, she gasped when he applied more pressure to her nipple.

  “I don’t want to be punished. I’m not a child. Oh, God. I want to come.” Her knees tightened on Jeremiah’s hips, and she rocked against him, rocking harder when his finger left her clit to circle her pussy opening.

  Eb scraped his teeth down her jaw, his hand firm at her back.

  “Does this feel like we still consider you a child, baby? And your argument about not wanting to be punished might be more effective if you didn’t get soaking wet every time we did it.”

  Jeremiah slid a finger deep, pressing at that sensitive place inside her.

  “Wait until you earn your next spanking. I’m spanking your clit until you beg to come. I like the way this feels. I think she should be kept bare here.”

  The answering throb of her clit nearly sent her over, but Jeremiah pulled back slightly, no longer caressing her clit directly. Instead he played with her, touching her all around it but not giving her the friction she needed.

  Eb lifted his head. “I think so, too. What do you think, Maggie? We’re going to keep you this way.”

  He turned his head, blowing air over her wet folds, chuckling when she cried out. “Yes, I think I like you all open like this.”

  Holding on to him, Maggie moaned and rocked harder against the cock pressing into her back. More moisture coated Jeremiah’s fingers as he continued to play with her pussy and clit while Eb lowered his mouth to her other breast and sucked a nipple, this time using his teeth.

  Her body screamed for release, their combined play taking her quickly to the edge.

  “Now.”

  Her eyes flew open at Jeremiah’s curt tone, groaning in frustration when his hands left her slit to settle at her waist as Eb sat her up on his brother’s stomach and released her. Flattening her hands on Jeremiah’s muscular chest, Maggie rocked again, throwing her head back and rubbing her clit against his abdomen.

  Jeremiah lifted her. “Another time, darlin’, I would sit back and let you go, but I’m too fucking hungry for you right now.”

  “Damn it, Jeremiah. I was getting ready to come!”

  She tried to twist out of his grasp so she could rub herself against him again but stilled when the head of his cock touched her pussy and began to press inside her. She gasped at the hard heat that slowly filled her, the width of it stretching her deliciously as it forged its way deep.

  Fisting her hands, she struggled to take all of him, thankful that her juices made his possession easier. She stilled when the head of his cock touched her womb, her eyes shooting to his.

  Jeremiah’s eyes closed as a muscle worked in his jaw. “You took all of my cock, Maggie. Don’t tighten up. I won’t hurt you.”

  A string of curses followed, amusing her despite the circumstances. “Fuck. Maggie. Stay still, darlin’. Don’t go ridin’ me yet. Hell, you’re tight.”

  The bed shifted behind her seconds before Eb’s hands settled at her waist. “Slow down, baby. I don’t want you coming until I’m in your ass.”

  She trembled with longing and fear as Eb wrapped an arm around her waist from behind, a fierce possessiveness in his hold that hadn’t been there before. A prickling sensation at her neck was her only warning before his lips settled there.

  “My cock’s hard as iron just thinking about getting inside this ass.”

  Maggie cried out, clenching on the slick finger he slid deep and also on Jeremiah’s cock, gasping when both moved inside her.

  Every muscle became tight, trembling with apprehension and a desire so strong it made it nearly impossible to breathe, impossible to think.

  “It’s too tight like this. Oh, God. Too full.”

  Jeremiah groaned, holding her thighs against his side. “You’re telling me. Hell, I can’t even imagine what it’s gonna feel like when Eb gets his cock inside you.”

  Holding on to Jeremiah’s arms, she arched back as his hands closed over her breasts. Flattening her palms on his chest again, Maggie watched his face in fascination. Thrilled that the tortured look marring his features came from being inside her, she started to lean down toward him, hungry for his kiss but not willing to give up the expert way he manipulated her nipples.

  She groaned when the finger in her bottom slid from her so fast it left her clenching, which drew another moan from Jeremiah.

  Sliding his hands to her hips, Jeremiah held her steady. “Eb, I swear, when I take her ass, I’m going to tease her the way you are. See if you can hold out long enough.”

  Eb chuckled, a sound filled with tension more than amusement, the harsh tone of it sending a wave of erotic longing through her that made every inch of her skin tingle. “I don’t want to hurt her. I want to make sure she has enough salve.”

  Maggie jolted as a salve-coated finger slid into her again with no warning. If not for Jeremiah’s hold on her hips and Eb’s on her back, she probably would have shot up to her knees.

  The salve eased his way, and with her legs spread, her involuntary tightening did nothing to slow him down. He withdrew again, just as quickly, and pressed a hand down on her back.

  “Hang on to her, Jeremiah. Whe
n I start to work the head of my cock into her, she’s gonna try to buck me off.”

  Maggie shook, unable to believe this was really happening. As much as they’d talked about it, nothing could have prepared her for the feel of Jeremiah’s cock filling her while Eb touched the head of his cock against her puckered opening and began to press into her.

  Held against Jeremiah, she sank her fingers into his shoulders, turning her face into his chest. The chills racing through her now were nothing like those from before, stronger and more potent than ever as Eb’s cock pressed insistently past the tight ring of muscle, stilling just inside her.

  Struggling to get enough air in her lungs, Maggie whimpered. “It burns. Oh, God. I can’t.”

  Eb wrapped his arms around her from behind and very gently lifted her from Jeremiah’s chest, burying his face in her neck as he lightly stroked her breasts. In a voice as rough and jagged as broken glass, he spoke against her hair, his breathing as harsh as hers.

  “I won’t go any deeper until you’re ready, baby. I promise.”

  Trusting him completely, she relaxed somewhat and opened her eyes. With a shuddering breath, she moaned, unable to stop clenching on both cocks inside her, unable to believe it was possible to be so full.

  Their immediate and hoarse groans made her feel even better, giving her a confidence she desperately needed.

  They could never have hidden their desire for her, but the caring that made them rein it in excited her more than anything else. It allowed her a freedom she’d been too frightened to experience before.

  Jeremiah stared up at her, his eyes watchful, the love shining in them stealing her breath.

  Smiling tremulously, she purposely clenched on both of them.

  “You do love me, don’t you? You’re both soft on me, no matter how tough you try to be.”

  Jeremiah grinned, shifting beneath her, and started to thrust slowly in and out of her pussy.

  Eb sank his teeth into her neck. “That’s brave talk for a woman with a cock up her ass.”

  Turning her head, Maggie gasped, a shiver going through her as he nipped her shoulder. “I trust you, Eb. I’ve always trusted you and Jeremiah with my life.”

  She shuddered as both cocks inside her moved, all teasing forgotten. The tingles increased, the full feeling adding an element she’d never felt before. “I’m so full. I feel both of you everywhere.”

  Having the men she loved, the men she’d thought she’d lost forever, both inside her was like a dream. Their love surrounded her, every breath, every caress filled with desire and affection.

  It was something she was grateful for right now as she tried to adjust to having two large cocks stretching her, filling her pussy and ass with a heat and uncompromising hardness that stroked her inner flesh more intimately than she ever thought possible.

  Jeremiah groaned, sliding deep as Eb withdrew. “You are full, darlin’. Jesus, this is killing me.”

  Eb growled. “You should be in her ass. She’s squeezing the hell out of my cock.”

  “You want to trade places?”

  “No.” With a hand on her back, Eb lowered Maggie a little more over Jeremiah and thrust as Jeremiah withdrew. “I like where I am just fine. Fuck, Maggie. Stop clenching.”

  Confident now, she did it again, a thrill going through her at their answering groans.

  Jeremiah tightened his hands on her hips, his eyes flashing gold.

  “I don’t know about you, Eb, but I’ve just about had enough of our wife’s teasing.”

  Rocking her hips, Maggie moaned at the friction on her clit.

  “It’s about time.”

  She cried out as both men started moving, stroking in and out of her with a rhythm that threatened her sanity. She kept crying out, beating on Jeremiah’s chest as Eb went deeper with every thrust.

  Chills accompanied the tingles that raced through her now, combining and making each of them stronger.

  Impossibly full, Maggie shook everywhere, the fierce sizzles racing through her so fast now that she couldn’t tell where one ended and the next began. They consumed her, blending into each other until they didn’t stop at all, each one layering over the last.

  Her clit felt swollen and heavy, the occasional brush along Jeremiah’s abdomen like a hot jolt of lightning shooting through her.

  Eb and Jeremiah spoke to her between groans and curses, their breathing labored as they continued to pump their cocks into her.

  “Do it.”

  Eb’s growled demand seemed to come up from the depths of his soul.

  Not knowing what to expect, Maggie froze at the touch of Jeremiah’s thumb to her clit. He didn’t pause at all, circling the damp bundle of nerves with a feather-light touch that never faltered, throwing her fast and furiously over the edge.

  Her scream didn’t sound human as the enormous wave of blinding ecstasy washed over her. Losing complete control of her body, she screamed again as her inner muscles clamped down on both of them with a strength that she wouldn’t have believed herself capable of.

  Their cocks felt huge inside her, filling her like heated iron, unrelenting as they forged into her.

  Both men roared their completion, the sound so animalistic and deep, it actually frightened her.

  It was all too raw, too strong, too overwhelming, and she surrendered to it without a qualm.

  Jeremiah’s arms came around her, pulling her to his chest with a shudder.

  Eb braced himself with a hand on either side of his brother and dropped his head onto her back, groaning and breathing heavily.

  Snug between them, Maggie slumped against Jeremiah, wondering if she’d ever catch her breath. Trembling, she closed her eyes, so lethargic now that even the thought of opening them again was beyond her.

  The hand running over her hair paused. “Are you all right, honey?”

  Pleased with herself and with them, and happier than she’d ever thought she could be, Maggie smiled, not even attempting to open her eyes.

  “I’m terrific.”

  Eb lifted his head, his lips warm on her back. “True.”

  The bed shifted as he straightened and, with a groan, withdrew from her bottom.

  Maggie moaned as the head of his cock slid past the tight ring of muscle, knowing she’d never get used to such intimacy, jolting when a playful slap landed on her vulnerable ass. “Hey!”

  Eb’s lips moved over the place he’d just slapped. “You’re terrific when you’re not terrifying.”

  Jeremiah tightened his arms around her, pressing his cheek to her hair. “And when you scare us, you know what happens, so be warned.”

  Maggie lifted herself up to stare down at him, absently listening to Eb pour water into the wash bowl.

  “You don’t scare me anymore. You could have hurt me when you took me the way you just did, but both of you were scared to.”

  Jeremiah frowned. “We don’t want to hurt you. What the hell made you think we’d want to hurt you? Hard-headed woman. We just want you to be safe. If beating your ass or using the harness on you makes you more aware of what you do, then that’s what we’ll do.”

  Maggie narrowed her eyes. “It’s not a harness.”

  The bed shifted again and a few seconds later, a wet cloth swiped the place between her legs, making her jump.

  “Move, Jeremiah, so I can take care of her.”

  “Stop that!” She tried to scramble to her knees, but Jeremiah held strong, withdrawing from her. With her face held against his chest, she shivered as the cloth swiped her pussy, the rough material sliding over her clit. “I can do it.”

  Eb finished there and parted the cheeks of her bottom, slapping it again when she squirmed. “So can I. It’s part of taking care of you, baby. Don’t try to tell me how to do my job.”

  As he finished, Jeremiah loosened his hold, his hands moving slowly up and down her back.

  She heard more water being poured and turned to see Eb cleaning up before turning and coming back to the bed to sit
beside her.

  “Come here, baby.”

  Prepared to be transferred to his arms, Maggie reached out for him, stunned when Jeremiah pulled her back and buried his face in her neck.

  “Did you mean it?”

  Maggie shared a look with Eb, before turning her face toward Jeremiah, automatically softening her voice at the insecurity in his. “Did I mean what?”

  Jeremiah held her slightly away from him, brushing her tangled hair back from her face. “Did you mean it when you said that you trust us with your life?”

  Smiling, her heart nearly bursting with love for both of them, Maggie ran a finger over his lips. “Of course. You’ve always been my friends, my heroes.” She drew a deep breath and let it out slowly, hardly able to believe that all her dreams had come true. “And now you’re my husbands.”

  Jeremiah let out a breath she hadn’t realized he’d been holding.

  “That we are, and we’ll be good husbands to you, honey. I don’t ever want you to regret taking on two men as your husbands. It took Eb and me some time to figure this out, and we’re gonna make mistakes. I just don’t want you to ever forget how much we both love you.”

  Maggie smiled through her tears. “And I love both of you. I’ve always loved you.”

  Eb gave her one of his rare grins and pulled her onto his lap. “I know you didn’t think it would work, but it does, Maggie.”

  In a return of the arrogance she loved so much, he patted her shoulder. “Just let us take care of everything. You won’t regret it.”

  Maggie watched Jeremiah rise from the bed, admiring his muscular physique as he moved gracefully to the wash bowl. Tugging one of Eb’s chest hairs, she grinned when he growled at her and slapped her hand before grabbing it in his and kissing her fingers.

  “Are you kidding? Every woman should have more than one husband. That way both sides of the bed are nice and warm. Maybe we should make it one of your laws.”

  Thinking about Savannah, Hayes, and Wyatt, she cuddled against Eb’s chest, smiling again when his arms immediately came around her. She reached out a hand to Jeremiah as he came back to sit near her feet, his eyes twinkling with mischief.