Taking Her Cowboy Doms [Pleasure, Texas 6] (Siren Publishing Menage Everlasting)

by Jane Jamison

  “We’re okay, too.” Jilly nodded at them, letting them know the others were safe. “It missed us. I was just about to call and check on you.”

  Now that they knew, he and Mike gestured that they were going outside, then went out the backdoor. It didn’t take long to learn the tornado had spared both the house and the barn.

  Alex turned back to find Jilly standing in front of the window watching them. He gave her a thumbs-up, signaling all was good.

  “We got lucky.”

  “Yeah, we did, Mike.”

  “I’m not talking about the tornado.”

  Mike noticed her, too, and put his hand on his shoulder. “Neither am I. Finding Jilly is more than I ever hoped for.”

  He didn’t want to stop watching her, but chores had to be done. “I’ll saddle up and check on the herd. You take the horses in the barn and out in the lower pasture.”

  When Mike didn’t move, he stopped in his tracks. “Did you hear me?”

  “Yeah, I heard.”

  His cousin’s wondrous expression touched his heart. Not that he’d ever tell Mike. If he did, he’d get razzed until the day he died. “She’ll be here when we get back.”

  “Are you sure?”

  He understood how he felt. Jilly was a miracle and it was too easy to think she might not really exist. It was easier to believe that everything that had happened in the past few days was just a dream. A dream they never wanted to end.

  “Yeah. I’m sure.” He pivoted on his heel, eager to check the herd, then get back to her. “Come on, man. The faster we get done, the faster we get to have a shower with her.”

  Mike strode past him, picking up speed. “Then you’d better get the lead out. Once I get back, I’m not waiting for you.”

  Alex broke into a run. “Back at you, man.”

  * * * *

  Jilly heard the men pounding up the back steps. From the protests they made, they were trying to push each other aside and get into the house first. She looked up from the laptop as they burst through the backdoor, and smiled. “Did you check on everything? And it’s all okay?”

  “Sure did and yeah, it’s fine,” answered Alex. He stopped where he was. “Damn. You already took a shower, didn’t you?”

  “Of course I did. I couldn’t sit around with mud all over me until you got back. Get real.”

  She widened her eyes at their silence. “You thought I would, didn’t you?”

  “Well, hell, yeah. I guess I was hoping you would.”

  “I’m sorry, guys. But I had to get cleaned up so I could get online and start shopping. You left before I could tell you about the bunkhouse.”

  “The bunkhouse at the Houston place?”

  “What other bunkhouse would I mean, Mike?”

  “Just checking. What about it?”

  “The tornado wiped it out.”

  “Shit. Why didn’t you tell us before we left? Is the house okay? Is anyone hurt?”

  “They’re fine and the house is fine. But that leaves Molly and me without a home and without any clothes.” She counted them off on one hand. “I had to buy everything for the both of us. Shoes, shirts, jeans, makeup, hair products, hair dryer—”

  “Okay, okay, we get it.” Mike held up his hands. “Women need a lot of stuff. Got it.”

  “Bras, thongs, sexy nighties—”

  “Nighties? Like those skimpy little things that barely cover your ass? Now you’re talking, baby. So that’s what you were doing on the computer?”

  “Right. And here’s the thing. I hope you don’t mind, but after I promised Molly I’d buy her some things and have them shipped to her, I realized I didn’t have a credit card. Our parents cut us off, so I kind of borrowed one I found inside the desk over there.”

  “What? You used our credit card without our permission? And whose card? Alex’s or mine?”

  Was Mike angry? Or just irritated? Granted, she’d done a bad thing by using his card without his permission, but she hadn’t thought he’d mind. “Yours.”

  “Fuck.”

  “I’m sorry. It was wrong of me to do that, but I promise we’ll pay you back just as soon as Molly gets her first paycheck. Or maybe we can get a loan or advance from Paul.”

  “Did he hire you?”

  “No. But he will.” Had she really screwed up? So much that he wouldn’t forgive her? “I’m sorry. Really I am.”

  “Don’t let him give you a hard time, baby. He wouldn’t have said no if you’d asked him.”

  “Although it would’ve been nice to have been asked, damn it.”

  “Again, I’m sorry. I’ll make it up to you, Mike.”

  “The hell you will.” Alex started unbuttoning his shirt. “You’re our sub. Because you are, we’re going to take care of you. If you want to work at the club as a waitress, then work at the club. But as far as buying a few shirts and jeans for you and Molly? It’s no big deal. After all, how much could you have spent in the hour we were gone?”

  Oh, crap.

  “Um,” she cleared her throat, suddenly anxious that she’d made not only Mike, but Alex angry. “About five hundred.”

  Alex’s mouth dropped open. “Five hundred? As in dollars?

  “Y–yes.

  “Where do you shop anyway? Did those new jeans come with gold coins stuck on the butts?”

  She couldn’t look him in the eye any longer. Why had she thought she could spend their money? And so much of it? And yet, once she’d gotten started shopping, she hadn’t been able to control herself. Everything she’d seen was so damn cute. “I’m so sorry. I swear we’ll pay it back.”

  “Damn straight you will and you’ll do it right now.”

  She jerked her head up. Both Mike and Alex were smiling. “Right now? But I told you. I don’t have any money.”

  “Baby, you don’t need any. Now about that shower…”

  Oh, so that’s how they want to be paid back.

  She set the laptop down, stood, then swayed over to the staircase. “I’m sorry about taking a shower, too. If I’d known you’d really expected me to wait, I would have. But I wasn’t sure how long you two would be gone.”

  Putting her foot on the bottom step, she made sure her bottom wiggled with the motion. “You are my Doms, my permanent and exclusive Doms, so if you wanted to, you could order me to take another shower.”

  “To the shower, sub! That’s an order!” Alex thrust his arm up, pointing toward the second story. “Get going.”

  “Get naked and in the shower!” shouted Mike.

  “Yes, sirs!”

  How she beat them upstairs, she’d never know. She dashed down the hallway and into their bedroom. The bathroom was still a little steamy from when she’d taken a shower, adding to the heat already coursing through her.

  When the men finally arrived, she found out why they hadn’t caught her. They’d gotten undressed along the way. She could imagine the trail of dirty clothes they’d left down the hallway and on the steps.

  Jilly stripped as fast as she could, too excited to take it slowly and tease them. They didn’t hesitate to come to her, their hands traveling over her body, in between her legs, and skimming over her skin.

  Alex reached into the large shower and turned on the water. Warm water streamed from the large showerhead. “Inside, sub.”

  Mike reached into one of the drawers of the counter and brought out several items. He held them up, then tossed the butt plug and the nipple clamps to Alex. “Let’s make this extra fun, but hang on until she’s done her duty and washed us. Just keep them handy.”

  “I like the way you think, man.” Alex stepped into the shower and placed the toys on one of the long shelves that ran the length of the shower wall. He held out his hand and helped her inside.

  Mike joined them and put this butt plug and the stretchy, soft ties along the shelf next to the other sex tools. “Okay, darlin’, here’s the sponge. Get to it. I want every inch of us clean.”

  “Yes, Dom Mike.” Taking the bottle
of body wash from Alex, she squirted a liberal amount of the gel-like substance on the sponge, then motioned for Mike to put his back to her. He did, even as the spray washed some of the gunk from his arms and neck.

  He was magnificent. Yeah, it was the best word to describe him. His shoulders were so wide, the muscles in them flexing with even the simplest of movement. His waist was lean and led to his round, firm buttocks. If she could nothing more than to look at him every day for the rest of her life, she’d be a happy woman.

  She skimmed the sponge along his strong arm. Need trembled in her as the sponge rose and fell, following the ridges of his physique. Soapy suds flowed down his back, traveling along his spine and between the creases of his butt cheeks. She squeezed the sponge, getting suds onto her palm, then reached up and cupped her hand over the back of his neck. Pausing, she watched as the waterfall she’d created slid over his flesh.

  “Hey, don’t forget about me, baby.”

  Like she could ever forget about Alex.

  “In a sec. Let me finish with Dom Mike first, sir.”

  “Fine, but hurry it up.”

  She bent over to slip the sponge along his legs, then jumped when Alex put his hands on her butt cheeks. He squeezed them, making it hard for her to concentrate on washing Mike.

  “Don’t mind me. I’ll just amuse myself.”

  Mike turned around, catching her off guard. “My cock needs to be clean before I shove it inside you.”

  “Yes, sir.” She bent over again, this time ready for Alex to grab her.

  Mike’s erect cock pointed at her as though ordering her to wash it. Instead of using the sponge, she squirted more soap onto her palms, then set the sponge aside and took his cock in both of her hands. She rubbed his shaft, moving slowly, luxuriously over the length of him. Moving closer, she lifted her head and gazed into his eyes as she pressed her breasts against his chest.

  He cupped them, groaning as he bounced them up and down. “You’ve got great tits, you know that?”

  “I haven’t had any complaints.”

  A swat to her bottom came, leaving a flash of pain behind. “Don’t talk about other men, baby. Never. It’s liable to get us too jealous.”

  “Yes, sir. Sorry, sir.” Strangely, she didn’t feel like she wasn’t in control. Or that she was somehow less important than they were. Their orders made her feel powerful as though she was the only one in the entire world who could please them.

  “Did you say you bought something sexy to sleep in?” Mike let the spray wash the soap off her nipple, then sucked on the hard nub.

  She paused, forgetting for a bit to remember to wash. “I sure did. But until the package arrives, I guess I’ll have to sleep in nothing.”

  “Now you’re talking.” Alex added another spank to her bottom. The sound of his palm meeting wet flesh echoed in the shower stall.

  Mike reached for the nipple clamps. “Remember to let us know if you don’t like what we’re doing.”

  “Yes, sir.” But she couldn’t imagine not liking anything they did. First one then a second spanking sang across her butt cheeks.

  The clamps hurt, but soon the pain eased away. In its place was a strange sense of discomfort. But the discomfort wasn’t unpleasant. Instead, it sensitized her nipples, making every drop of water, every touch even better.

  “Wash Alex now.”

  She hated turning her back on Mike, but loved having Alex in front of her. They were like two blond bookends, hot as hell with bodies that were made for a woman’s pleasure. She took the sponge, added more soap, and started rubbing over his hard abdomen. Like Mike, the water had taken care of most of the dirt and mud. Only a small amount of it was left for her to wash away.

  “Fuck this, man. I need her.”

  “Hang on, Alex. Let’s do this right.” Mike pulled her butt cheeks apart. “Ever had a butt plug, darlin’?”

  “No, sir.”

  “Good. I like doing new things with you. Just remember to breathe.”

  She did. Or at least tried to relax. But as soon as he eased the plug between her cheeks, she tensed up. Alex took the sponge from her, then looped the ties around her wrists.

  The plug spread the tight rings around her anus apart. She sucked in a breath, getting water in her mouth. Instinctively, her anus constricted, pulling the plug farther inside her.

  Alex turned her bound hands together, then brought her mouth to his. His kiss, tender at first, grew insistent, possessive. When he finally pulled back, she was breathless and drowning for air.

  “You’re beautiful, baby.”

  She blushed, surprised she’d do so. “Thank you, sir.” All at once, she needed more. She needed to not only hear the words, but to feel their love for her.

  Do they love me?

  They wanted her as their submissive and the mother of their children, but they’d never said the word. “Please, Dom Alex, will you answer a question?”

  “I might.” He grinned when his slipped his finger between her folds. Delving into her pussy, he rubbed against her clit with the ball of his hand. “If you can still remember what it was you wanted to ask.”

  Mike nibbled at the back of her neck and toyed with the butt plug, turning it first one way then the other “You can always ask us anything. Remember that.”

  “Then please…” And yet, she couldn’t bring herself to ask.

  Alex fondled her breast, then took her chin. “Ask, baby. Never be afraid to ask.”

  “I’m not afraid. That’s not the right word. It’s just that if you don’t say yes, then I’m not sure I can handle it.”

  Her body was thrumming with a craving that was physically painful. And yet the need to hear them say what she needed to hear was more painful.

  “Ask,” whispered Mike against her ear.

  She was between them as she always seemed to be, but that was where she needed to be. Where she was meant to be. They were the Doms she’d dreamed of and, if she could make them happy, she’d lead a very satisfied life.

  “Do you love me?”

  Alex and Mike exchanged a glance. Alex leaned closer, confusion in his eyes. “Are you kidding me? Damn, baby, don’t you know how much you mean to us?”

  “Everything. You mean everything to us.” Mike wrapped his arms around her, pulling her even closer. “And I’d give up everything I am, everything I own for you.”

  She hoped they wouldn’t notice the tears she tried to hold back. “It’s just that—” She didn’t want to force them to tell her, but what else could she do?

  “It’s just that you need to hear us say it. Is that it?”

  She nodded, then thrust out her chin, determined not to seem weak. “Yes. A girl needs to hear the words.”

  Alex’s hazel eyes seemed to deepen in color. “Sure you do. We’re a couple of idiots for not realizing it. Here we’re trying to teach you to be our sub and doing our best to please you like you’re pleasing us. When, instead—”

  “Alex, shut the hell up.” Mike eased the plug out of the hole, then reached back around to take a breast in his hand. “We love you, Jilly.”

  “Yeah, baby. I love you, too.”

  She sighed, the relief shuddering through her weakening her. “And I love you, too.”

  “Then let us show you.” Alex pushed her toward the other side of the shower, then put his hands on her shoulders to make her sit on the built-in bench. With a wicked grin, he kneeled before her.

  Jilly gasped at the coolness of the seat and at then the warmth of Alex’s tongue as he swept it between her pussy folds. He sucked it in, using his teeth to give her more sensation, the slightest bit of pain. She squirmed then found Mike standing over her, his hands on her nipples, flicking the nipple clamps.

  “Tell us how much you want us to fuck you.”

  Alex added two fingers to her pussy, readying her for what she hoped would soon come. She spread wider, wanting him to go as deep as he could. With his fingers or with his tongue that set up a quick rhythm over her sen
sitive bud.

  The shower had been hot and humid before, but now it had transformed into a sauna. Steam rose from the spray and off their bodies. Slickened skin met slickened skin as Alex ravaged her pussy and Mike tormented her nipples.

  Alex quickened his pace, going harder, deeper until she couldn’t stand another second. His finger grazed the soft patch inside her. Tensing, her body barely knew the climax was on her until it rolled through her, taking control of her arms and limbs. Her mind whirled, spinning along with her orgasm. He murmured words of adoration and love as he drank her juices and skimmed his palm along the inside of her thigh.

  “Please, sirs, fuck me.”

  “Remember, darlin’, as your Doms, we call the shots. Don’t go ordering us around.”

  “Are you serious, man? I’m way past that. I don’t care who says what. All I want is to have her pussy wrapped around my dick.”

  Alex rose and pulled her to her feet. Her legs were shaking so much, she wasn’t sure she could stand on her own. But she needn’t have worried.

  Alex took her by the chin again, then swept his tongue along the seam of her mouth. Instead of a kiss, it was a gesture, signaling his possession of her. He sat on the bench and pulled her on top of him.

  Whack.

  Mike landed a slap to her butt cheek and sent a sting of pain searing through her. More of her juices flowed out of her.

  They were her Doms all right, but she could control them, too. Control meant giving of herself and, once she had, they’d return her gift with everything they had.

  She leveled her gaze at Alex as she slipped her bound hands over his hand and around his neck. Her voice was filled with a boundless desire.

  “Fuck me, Alex. Show me that you’re my Dom.” As a submissive, she should never challenge her masters, but she had. Now it was up to them to accept the challenge or not.

  “You are our sub. Don’t ever forget it.” He grabbed hold of her butt cheeks, lifted her, then keeping his gaze on hers, rammed his cock into her pussy.

  She’d asked for him to dominate her and he did. His cock trapped her. His gaze possessed her. She was his with no questions left unanswered.