Unbridled: Lone Star Lovers, Book 1

by Delilah Devlin

  But he didn’t want to finish her this way. He leaned over her trembling back and pried her fingers from the headboard and brought her up.

  Dani sat against his thighs while he soothed her belly and breasts with gentle caresses. Then he lifted her, turned her around and urged her to the mattress where he stretched over her, covering her shoulder to toe.

  His warm, wet palms cupped her cheeks. His thumbs wiped the tears leaking from her eyes. He didn’t know why she wanted this, didn’t know why he was so eager to mark her, but they were bound by the need. That had to be enough for now.

  Her legs spread under him, and he nested his cock between her legs and flexed his buttocks, sinking into her lush heat. With his forehead against hers, he watched her eyes flutter open.

  “I want your arms around me,” he rasped.

  She did so instantly, wrapping herself tightly around him. Then he loved her, pressed so close he couldn’t drive deep, but loving the softness underneath him, the heat that bound them together, the tender, loving embrace as she clung to him and stroked his back.

  She tilted her head and pressed her mouth to his, and Justin kissed her back, not opening his lips to invade her mouth but giving her a sweet, soft brush of his mouth before he pulled his head back. “I love you, Dani.”

  Embarrassment warmed his cheeks. He hadn’t meant to blurt it out like that. Hadn’t meant to expose so much. But the soft, sweet smile stretching her lush mouth told him he’d made her happy.

  He sighed, relieved he’d done it. At last.

  A cough sounded from beside the bed. Dani and Justin turned to watch as Rowe sat on the bed. “Not so bad, is it? Trusting someone with your heart?”

  Justin felt the last of his fears melt away. Rowe’s crooked grin spoke of his own happiness.

  Justin rolled to the side, bringing Dani between them. But he slid her thigh over his, unwilling to lose the connection.

  Rowe stretched out behind her and draped his arm over her hip.

  His hand cupped her buttock.

  Air hissed between her teeth.

  “Ouch?” Rowe winced in sympathy.

  Dani giggled, and then bit her lip, looking over her shoulder to give Rowe a sheepish smile.

  Justin arched an eyebrow at Rowe then bent to bury his lips in the corner of her neck while Rowe planted moist kisses along the back of her shoulder.

  But when the two men lifted their heads, it felt just as natural, just as fulfilling, to seal their lips together over the body shivering with soft, feminine laughter.

  Justin bit Rowe’s lower lip, and then sucked it into his mouth, loving the sound of the helpless moan he forced. He pulled his cock free from Dani and rolled her to her back, then released Rowe’s mouth. “I think I’d like to watch,” he whispered. “This time.”

  A week later, Dani stood humming as she chopped lettuce, tomatoes, onions and red bell peppers and tossed them together. The back door was open, just the screen door keeping the bugs out. The aroma of steaks cooking on the grill made her mouth water.

  She grinned, knowing that even though she’d prepared several side dishes while the men watched meat roast on a grill, they were the ones responsible for dinner.

  She shook her head, wondering how she’d ever get credit for a meal without screaming with so much testosterone warring for supremacy.

  Not that she really minded and wasn’t completely amused by the way the two men competed to please her.

  No, she couldn’t mind too much when the result was a body that ached deliciously from their fierce “attentions”. Even if she could use a little more sleep.

  After the evening at Lafferty’s, they’d elected to meet at the Ayers ranch house each night. Some evenings she’d wait until after she’d eaten dinner with Cutter, but his disapproving silences depressed her. She’d hoped that he’d relent, but Cutter was stubborn.

  And rather than rub salt into a wound, she never slept over with the men. After they’d enjoyed themselves, whether in bed or cuddled together on the couch watching a movie, she’d head home to her lonely bed out of respect for her brother—but damn if that wasn’t getting old.

  She knew where she wanted to be. Here. With Justin and Rowe. Cutter needed to let go.

  Justin entered the kitchen, holding a platter of sizzling steaks. His sharp gaze narrowed on her expression. “Why the long face, sweetheart? We take too long grilling the steaks?”

  She forced a smile and shook her head. “Everything’s ready. Just need to put that platter and this salad on the table and we’re good to go.”

  Rowe stepped around Justin, and his eyebrows lowered. “Not so fast.” He lifted his chin to Justin, who set the platter on the counter, then both men came close.

  Two sets of hands slid around her waist, and Dani sighed and hung her head because she couldn’t make up her mind which chest she wanted to lean against. “This is hard.”

  A curled finger lifted her chin. Rowe’s blue eyes raked her face. “This all coming too fast? Wanna slow down?”

  “Want one of us to take a step back, Dani-girl?”

  The tension in Justin’s rumbling voice had her sighing again. She really didn’t want to worry the guys with her issues. They were still coming to grips with their own regarding their three-way relationship.

  Dani stepped back to have both men’s faces in her view and said, “I don’t want to leave tonight. I don’t want to ever go to sleep again without you both beside me.”

  Rowe reached over and slid a lock of her hair behind one ear. “Are you sure? We know how you feel about your brother. We can wait.”

  “I can’t,” she said, giving them a small, tight smile. “He won’t ever approve, and I don’t really need it. Whether he cuts me out of his life, well, it will be up to him. He’s the one who’ll be lonely.”

  Justin blew out a deep breath and stepped toward her, his hands gripping her waist and lifting her off her feet to bring her close.

  Dani wrapped her arms around his shoulders, hooked her legs around his waist and smiled over his shoulder at Rowe.

  Rowe’s eyebrows waggled. “I think we’ll have to nuke the steaks later.”

  Justin had read his mind, because he was already striding toward the kitchen door.

  Dani’s smile stretched, and she leaned her cheek against Justin’s. “But you both worked so hard to cook for me.”

  Justin squeezed her. “Damn straight. And I had them spiced just right.”

  “I knew when to take ’em off the grill.” Rowe’s huge grin said he knew their claims were a sham.

  Dani loved the way the two men had bonded. Just as she and Rowe could communicate with just a look, so now could Justin and Rowe—at least when it came to pleasuring her.

  Justin strode into the darkened bedroom and sat her on the edge of the bed. Rowe turned on the overhead lamp and both bedside lamps. The men liked to watch, however much she might prefer a little shadow to hide her flaws.

  But she had to admit, it was a huge turn-on seeing the two of them stripping naked and striding straight for her, both their expressions hungry and sharp-edged.

  Rowe’s beard was a little scruffier, making him look more like a pirate now than a saddle tramp with a devilish glint in his blue eyes.

  Justin still looked like sex—dark, smoldering eyes and feral tension riding his bronze face and body.

  Her body quivered even before they reached for her and undressed her. Every inch of skin they bared received a wet kiss. When she was nude, Justin urged her toward the center of the bed and pushed her down. Two hungry mouths suckled her breasts.

  Dani moaned as hands smoothed over her belly. Justin parted her folds, while Rowe’s slick fingers slid inside her. She raised her knees and pumped her hips, fucking his fingers, squeezing around the digits as her nipples tightened beneath the flick of their tongues.

  She stared at the ceiling and knew without a shred of doubt that she belonged here, with both of them, and that they’d be happy together.

 
; Justin and Rowe lifted their heads and shared a long, sensually charged look.

  Her heart fluttered, knowing whatever they planned to do would shock and delight her. She surrendered, offering no resistance as they turned her to her side.

  Rowe lay down and slipped an arm beneath her, pulling her over him. “Take me inside you, baby.”

  She reached between their bodies, grasped his cock in her hand, pointed the tip at her entrance and sank.

  Rowe groaned beneath her. Justin’s hands glided down her back, cupped her bottom then came up again, pushing her gently forward.

  Rowe grasped her hips and held her pinned to his body as Justin left the bed and opened a bedside drawer.

  She started to lift her head to follow him, but Rowe tsked and reached up to kiss her.

  Dani felt the thrust of his tongue and ground down along his shaft. But his fingers bit into her ass, a silent warning she obeyed.

  The bed dipped beside them. Justin crawled behind her and shoved Rowe’s legs wider to make room. Then he cupped her ass again and parted her cheeks.

  Dani gasped as something cool and slick rubbed against her back entrance. “You’re not.”

  “I am,” Justin insisted, just a hint of command in his voice. Enough to tell her he wanted this, wanted her surrender, but that he’d allow her the choice.

  Dani groaned and hid her face against Rowe’s shoulder.

  Both men chuckled.

  Rowe combed her hair with his fingers. “You know how much we enjoy it. Don’t you think you’d like to give it a test run?”

  “I’m already filled to capacity,” she groused.

  “Thanks for that,” Rowe said, sounding proud.

  Justin grunted. One fingertip circled on her tiny hole. “Want me to stop, Dani-girl?”

  Dani growled, then without lifting her face, gave him a muffled, “Make me.”

  Justin gave another chuckle, this one tight and pained. The finger swirled again then slipped inside.

  Air hissed between her teeth. The tiny muscles gripping the finger burned, but not uncomfortably. Both men had teased her there, stroked fingers inside her when they made love to her, sometimes two or three. She realized they’d been prepping her all along for this.

  “Fuck, she’s tight,” Justin said, his voice deepening.

  “Have to relax,” Rowe whispered.

  She laughed. “Impossible.”

  The finger stroked inside, deepening, and her pussy convulsed around Rowe’s cock. “Can’t come yet.”

  “The thought of it…” she began.

  “Yeah, the first time Justin had me, I didn’t have time to get used to it. He wrestled me to the floor and had his wicked way with me.”

  “Wish I could have watched.”

  Rowe kissed her cheek. “Better get on with it, Justin. She’s wet. She won’t last very long.”

  A second, then a third finger thrust inside and Dani panted, rolling her face on Rowe’s chest. “Please, please,” she whispered.

  The fingers pulled free, and then the soft, blunt head of Justin’s cock pressed against her entrance.

  Dani tensed, but Rowe crooned into her ear; his hands smoothed down her back and up, soothing her.

  Justin pulled back then pushed again, this time, using a small side-to-side motion that eased him into her. When the tip of his cock was inside, he pushed a little deeper.

  A low, agonized groan sounded behind her.

  Dani knew how Justin felt, but she hadn’t the breath to make a sound. The pressure and heat were consuming her, and her thighs and belly were tightening. “Justin…oh God…”

  “Dani…gotta move…” Justin ground out behind her.

  “Do it!” Her pussy rippled, sucking at Rowe’s cock, clenching around him as Justin began to thrust inside her, rocking her forward and back on Rowe.

  Rowe’s arms closed around her, his body trembling beneath her.

  Justin’s hands clamped hard on her hips and stroked deeper, faster, until her back bowed and she cried out.

  The explosion caused her whole body to vibrate, both entrances to pulse. While she drifted back Rowe groaned beneath her and Justin shouted, hammering harder, faster.

  Dani melted against Rowe and laid her face on his sweaty chest. Justin collapsed on top of her, each deep, ragged breath pressing her down harder against Rowe.

  “Can’t fall asleep, you two,” Rowe said softly.

  She lifted her head and turned it to catch Justin’s tired, one-sided smile. “Guess I better move first.”

  He pulled slowly away and Rowe and Dani sighed. She snuggled closer to Rowe’s chest and must have dozed, because the next thing she knew a soft, warm cloth was washing her between her legs.

  Rowe rolled to his side and gave her a quick kiss, then climbed out of bed with more energy than a man had a right to after what she’d been through. Dani lay on her stomach, her head cradled on her crossed arms.

  Large, warm palms landed on her shoulders and began to rub.

  “Mmmm…I don’t have to stay awake, do I?”

  “Not unless you change your mind about going home,” Justin said quietly.

  Dani blew out a breath and turned, meeting his steady gaze. He sat on the edge of the bed. His face was expressionless, his eyes alert.

  And she knew what he was thinking. Would she choose to stay? Had she meant it when she said she loved him?

  Dani sat up and wrapped her arms around his waist and moaned. “Think we can talk after I’ve had some sleep? You wore me out.”

  Justin’s hand cradled her head, and he tilted it back. “Sleep as long as you like. We’ll be here when you wake up.”

  She gave him a smile and closed her eyes. Justin laid her back and pulled the sheets up. His footsteps padded away, toward the bathroom, to Rowe. She was too tired to be curious about what they had to say. Settling down in the center of the bed, she knew she’d made the right choice.

  Rowe dried his belly with a nubby towel and watched Justin staring at his own reflection in the mirror. Justin’s jaw looked carved in granite. His dark eyes appeared haunted—not a look Rowe had ever seen the cowboy wear.

  “Dani gone?” Rowe asked quietly.

  “No, sleeping.” Justin’s gaze lifted to Rowe’s in the mirror. “She wants to stay the night.”

  Rowe sighed. “Big brother’s not gonna be happy.”

  Justin’s hands tightened around the edge of the counter. “We can’t keep playing games here. We have to do right by her.”

  “And that would be?” he asked, although he had a feeling he knew where this was leading.

  “You gotta marry her.” Justin pushed away from the counter and turned. He set his butt against it and folded his arms across his chest. “Once Cutter’s satisfied, things will settle down. I don’t want Dani pulled apart.”

  Rowe nodded and slung the towel over the top of the shower rail. “How do you feel about that? Me marrying her?”

  Justin shrugged, but the tension in his shoulders belied the casual gesture. “Always knew it had to happen.”

  Rowe canted his head to stare into Justin’s blank gaze. “Do you think things will change? Between all of us?”

  “Nothing lasts forever.”

  “You don’t think we can make this work?”

  “You two marrying makes sense. You both run in the same crowd. No one would bat an eye.”

  Rowe didn’t like that Justin had ignored his question. “Justin, me putting a ring on her finger doesn’t spell the end of us.”

  Justin’s eyes narrowed, and his gaze flickered over Rowe’s nude body. “Worried I’ll get bored with you after you and Dani become official?”

  “Should I be? There some other guy you wanna fuck?”

  Justin unfolded in an instant. His hands shot out, gripped the bony notches of Rowe’s hips, and shoved him against the cool tiled wall. “You know damn well I’ve never fucked another man,” Justin growled.

  Excitement quivered through Rowe. The edge of violence
in his lover’s voice, the hard bite of his fingers and the thrust of his thickening cock dispelled any doubts Rowe had about where Justin’s affections lay.

  Justin Cruz was caught—and didn’t much like admitting how off-balance and out of control the thought of Dani marrying Rowe made him feel. And Rowe would lay odds Justin didn’t know which side of the equation bothered him most. He was worried about being left out.

  Any doubts Rowe might have felt about whether Justin was committed melted away. He lifted his hands and thrust his fingers through Justin’s thick, warm hair. Leaning forward, he glided his lips over Justin’s, opening his mouth to accept the firm thrust of the man’s tongue.

  His cock throbbed, filling quickly as Justin groaned and deepened the kiss, sucking against his lips as he thrust wildly inside.

  Justin slipped a hand between their bodies and cupped Rowe’s balls, massaging them, then moved upward to wrap his strong hand around Rowe’s dick. He tugged it, squeezing and pulling until Rowe broke the kiss and leaned his head against the tile. “I’d never leave you,” he gasped. “Not for Dani. Not for anyone.”

  Justin’s lips twisted. “I won’t fucking let you.”

  Rowe smiled. Let Justin think he was in charge. Let him believe he could take control. Rowe gave it to him, willingly. “Tell me what you want,” he said softly.

  Justin’s hands smoothed upward then cupped Rowe’s shoulders, gripping him hard as he shoved him to his knees.

  Rowe hid a smile as he kissed Justin’s taut belly and nuzzled through the crisp hairs surrounding his proud, straining flesh. He didn’t bother with teasing him, and instead opened his mouth, sucking the crown between his lips.

  Justin cupped his cheeks, tilted Rowe’s head the way he wanted it, and stroked forward, sinking into his eager mouth.

  The musky taste of sex and sweat burst on Rowe’s tongue and he suctioned hard, drawing in the flavors as his hands caressed Justin’s ass.

  “Fuck! Take it, take all of it!” Justin growled.

  Rowe groaned and widened his jaws, breathing through his nose and swallowing to take Justin deeper.