Butler, Reece - Compromised Cowgirl [Bride Train 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Reece Butler

She stretched, power surging through her.

  “Where do you think Henry is?”

  Sin barked a laugh. “I expect he’s making dinner.”

  “Do you think he might be interested in learning I’m not a boy?”

  Sin responded by sweeping her into his arms. “Why don’t we find out?” He stopped, frowning. “You’re not sore?” She shook her head. Even if she was, she knew the perfect place to soak out aches and pains.

  Sin carried her out of the barn and across the yard. The cabin door was open. She saw Henry inside, working at the table. Sin stopped.

  “Henry! Get your ass out here!”

  Henry rushed out the door, shotgun ready. He saw them and stopped so fast he had to grab the pole supporting the overhang to keep upright. His jaw dropped, along with the barrel of the rifle.

  “Where the hell did she come from?”

  “Henry Bennett, meet Jessamine Bonham Elliott.”

  Jessie smiled and waved. Henry crooked up the corner of his mouth but never met her eyes.

  “I promised Jessie she’d be satisfied. Think you can help?”

  Henry shook himself. “Damn right!” One more look and he rushed into the cabin.

  “He’s primed to blow, Jessie, so don’t expect much the first time. But we’ll work together to make sure you’re very happy.”

  The door was so narrow Sin had to set her on her feet to get through. Henry, caught smoothing the bed, flashed her a smile. Seeing his eyes glaze, she walked forward. For the first time ever, she felt powerful as a woman. She moved slowly, keeping her shoulders back and swaying her hips.

  “Damn, you make a fine woman,” he murmured.

  He waited until she stopped, her nipples grazing his shirt. He wasn’t quite a foot taller, so she could easily reach his shoulders. She looked up at him and flicked open the top three buttons of his shirt.

  “You want me to do this slowly,” she asked, “or do you want to shuck ’em fast?”

  He stepped back and ripped his shirt off. Staring intently at her, he undid his belt and pants, and pushed them down. His cock aimed slightly to her right. Ace and Sin had touched her. She wanted to be the one to touch Henry.

  “Everything off,” she said, staring at his bobbing cock. “I want to touch you all over.”

  “Yes, ma’am!”

  He dropped his butt to the floor, yanking on his boots before Sin pointed out he had to undo them first. She laughed at his eagerness and held out her arms. He tossed his pants aside and, arms wide, strode forward. He wrapped his arms around her and held her tight. She rested her forehead on his chin. His cock pressed against her belly. His bare chest warmed her nipples.

  “I’m not going to last long, Jessie.”

  “Good,” she said.

  She looked up at Henry. He panted, his nostrils wide. She placed her hands on his chest and pressed gently. He frowned but let her break his grip. She backed away a step, and he dropped his hands to his sides. She kissed his chest and then a nipple.

  “Don’t move,” she said.

  He nodded, jerking his head. She slid her hands down his chest to his belly. He hissed as he inhaled. She curled her hand around his cock. It jumped and he groaned. She winked and, nibbling all the way, knelt in front of him.

  “Oh, God, you’re not going to—”

  She swirled her tongue around the tip of his cock, tasting his salty musk.

  “Oh, Jesus!”

  She caught him in both hands and pressed him into her mouth. He tentatively touched her hair. When she didn’t pull away, he rested his hands on her head.

  When she leaned forward, her sensitive breasts brushed against the hair on his legs. She shivered at the sensation. She loved the power she held over him, making him quiver, as Sin had made her.

  She bobbed her head, letting her teeth lightly scrape his cock. He jerked. She stopped and looked up. He nodded and pressed her head toward him again. His mouth was open, gasping for air. She snuggled closer and took him as deep as she could, then backed away. Holding his cock in her fist, she sucked a testicle into her mouth. She rolled it gently with her tongue for a moment before releasing it.

  Gently squeezing his balls, she checked out his cock. Fluid ran from the tip. She licked it, again swirling her tongue. His balls hardened in her hand. He shifted his hips, forward and back.

  “Jessie, I’m going to come,” he gasped. “You don’t want—”

  Yes, she did. She wanted to taste the victory of making this kind man explode from her touch. She used a trick Sadie the whore told her about. She held one fist around his cock to keep him from going too far inside her mouth. She sucked him deep and pulled his balls. He growled and pushed her head against him. With both fists in her hair, he pumped his explosion into her mouth.

  She kept only the bulbous head in her mouth, enough to catch his essence. She tasted power in the salty drops. He gasped, twitching, and released his tight hold on her hair. She held his cock lovingly and licked him from base to tip. He was still rigid, but nowhere near as hard or big as before.

  When she was ready, she leaned back on her heels and looked up. Henry brushed her cheek with his palm.

  “Come here,” he said.

  He leaned down and helped her stand. She hadn’t seen that look in his eyes before, demanding and possessive, as if she’d done something that made her belong to him. He smiled at her gently and shook his head.

  “You aren’t leaving the Double Diamond anytime soon.” Henry closed his eyes, inhaled, and dropped his head back. “I feel like I could take on a herd of longhorns and wrestle them to the ground all by myself.” He looked down at her and winked. “But there’s something else we have to do first, isn’t there, Sin?”

  Another set of warm hands slid around and captured her breasts. Sin pressed his chest against her back. His cock, no longer soft, rested above her bottom.

  “We are going to make sure this lady wants to stick around for a while,” said Sin.

  Henry bent his head, opening his lips. She did the same, shivering when he deepened the kiss. Sin rubbed his thighs against her bottom for a moment, then released her. She trembled, gasping after their kiss. Henry nibbled his way down her throat to her left nipple. He sucked it deep, rolling it around with his tongue as she had his cock.

  “There’s something wrong about hiding those beauties under a flattening corset,” complained Sin. He slid a finger up and down between her back cheeks.

  “I’m going to taste you,” said Henry.

  Sin spun her around to face him. His eyes gleamed. He bent and caught her with his shoulder. She squeaked when he stood up, and she folded, her bottom high in the air.

  “Put me down!”

  “You just relax and let us take care of you, Jessie,” said Sin. He held her legs against his chest, keeping her from kicking. “Make a mound on the bed,” he ordered. Henry moved to obey.

  She pressed her hands against Sin’s back, raising herself up to watch. Henry lifted their extra clothes from the pegs on the wall, rolled them up, and placed it in the center of the bed. Sin lifted her off his shoulder and placed her, belly down, on the mound.

  “Don’t move!”

  She glared up at Sin. “Or what?”

  His slow smile made her swallow in need. He rubbed his hands together. “Or I’ll swat your sweet ass.” He took a step closer.

  Before she could scramble away, Henry knelt beside her and pressed down on her shoulders. “Do you want to see what we can do for you?”

  She bit her lip. Making Henry explode in her mouth had made her want more. Though she complained, the thought of Sin spanking her for pleasure made her quiver. Henry drifted the fingers of his free hand between her thighs. She relaxed, wanting him to go deeper.

  “You’re so wet, I know you want more.” Henry moved his fingers from her wet pussy back to the crack of her bottom. He scratched at her hole, and she clenched. “I’m going to taste you, Jessie. To make you feel as good as you made me.”

  Henr
y knelt behind her and pressed her knees farther apart. She resisted until he sank a finger inside her pussy. He pulled it out and brought it to his nose. He inhaled her scent and moaned. He set a gentle kiss on her pussy before pressing down, flicking his tongue. She arched her back in encouragement.

  Chapter Fourteen

  Sin smiled as Jessie melted under Henry’s tongue. He’d nearly recovered from the explosive orgasm in the barn. Watching Henry warm their woman up would bring him up to full speed again.

  For such a tiny bit of a thing, she was pretty demanding. Tough as a man, as well. Considering the work they’d done the last three weeks, she had to be. But take off her clothes, lick her pussy, and she purred like a diamond-pure woman. She was the best of both worlds, a hard worker and willing bedmate.

  Henry, face shining with her sweetness, made Jessie twist and moan.

  Sin wanted to bathe her, slowly and gently. He’d kiss every inch of her body. She was strong, but he was far stronger. Loving her made him feel like a real man. A man who had a home, a ranch, and a woman to cherish. Whole and complete.

  Sin liked everything about a woman, but he was an ass man, fascinated by the curve of a woman’s buttocks. He’d immediately exploded the few times he’d sheathed his cock in a woman’s ass. Just thinking about it made him hard again.

  The way Jessie moaned when Henry’s finger scratched her asshole, Sin might be a whole lot of happy sooner rather than later. He scooped a dollop of cooking fat onto a plate and brought it to the bed. Jessie wasn’t ready to take a cock there, but she might manage a few fingers.

  “More!”

  Sin’s cock leaped to attention at her demand. He sat on the edge of the bed and held her breast. She turned her head to him. Her glassy eyes begged him for pleasure. He squeezed her nipple, and she moaned.

  “It’s time,” said Henry. He lifted Jessie off the bundle of clothes. Sin swept them off the bed. He lay on his back, taking their place.

  “Climb on board,” Sin said, holding his hands out to Jessie.

  She took his hands and crawled over him. Henry aimed Sin’s cock, and Jessie settled herself. She was so wet she slid all the way down. Her smile widened as she clenched him tight.

  “Mmm, that’s nice,” she said.

  She leaned back, taking his cock with her. He held his arms around her ribs, so small his thumbs almost touched, and helped her move up and down. Even though he’d come less than an hour before, he’d be doing the same soon if she kept that up.

  Henry caught his eye and nodded. Sin pulled her so she leaned over him.

  “I remember this,” she said.

  She slid forward and back. Sin tugged gently until her breasts slid across his chest. She closed her eyes and helped herself to pleasure. Henry covered his finger in the fat and knelt behind them. Sin knew when Henry pressed his finger in her ass as Jessie’s eyes shot open, and she tried to sit up. He held her still, watching Henry’s elbow move slowly back and forward. After a moment, Jessie closed her eyes. She moved faster, pressing herself onto Henry’s fingers.

  Sin released her to shift as she needed, and massaged her breasts. Her breathing quickened along with his. Henry added a second finger. He placed pressure on Sin’s cock through Jessie’s membrane. He grinned like a fiend and added yet another.

  Jessie’s breasts slapped against Sin as she slammed back and forth, grinding her clit against his pubic bone. He filled her pussy with his cock as Henry filled her ass with more fingers than Sin bothered to count.

  Sin gritted his teeth, holding back until Jessie took her release. Henry stared down, no doubt watching her take what she could. His fingers in her ass, and Sin’s cock in her pussy.

  Jessie gasped above him, moaning her need for more. He met Henry’s eye. They nodded. Sin pressed deep, pinching her nipple and Henry swatted her ass. She screamed and bucked frantically, crying and shivering. Her pussy’s orgasm grabbed him tight. He erupted, pushing up with his heels, slamming Jessie onto his cock with his grip on her waist. Jessie wiggled, pulling the last pumps from his cock.

  Jessie slumped onto his chest. They lay together, gasping for air. Their ears rang too loud from their orgasms to hear the door open.

  “What the bloody hell is going on?”

  * * * *

  Ace stared at the bed. His bed. The unmistakable smell of sex filled the air. He left the door open and stalked into the cabin.

  When he woke alone by the hot spring yesterday, naked, his first thought was relief he’d slept on his stomach. The mild pain on his ass was nothing compared to getting his cock sunburned. It swelled in reaction to the sight before him. Sin was on the bottom and Jessie in the middle. Henry, who must have been behind her, held up his right hand. It glistened.

  Jessie hadn’t wasted any time. He knew he’d been an ass to her, both last night and this morning. He didn’t know how to tell Sin and Henry. No, the truth was he wanted to keep her all to himself. Too late for that, now.

  After checking his assigned area, he’d returned to the cabin hoping she might be there. He hadn’t expected to find his partner in mid-orgasm with her.

  “Jessie said you fell asleep yesterday. She wanted to learn more. We obliged,” said Sin between gasps.

  Ace raised an eyebrow at Jessie. She kept her eyes clenched shut. The red on her face was not caused by a sunburn.

  “She’s a damn fine woman,” declared Henry. He hauled himself out of the bed and, holding his right arm straight to the side, staggered over to the washbasin.

  “You pleasured her?”

  Sin nodded. He held up two fingers. “She’s a very demanding woman.”

  “I’m not surprised.”

  Ace tossed his hat onto the peg at the door. He scrubbed his hair with both hands. Suddenly he grinned. He strolled across the room, his boots thumping on the floor. He sat beside them on the bed. Jessie didn’t move. Her eyes were still shut, but he knew how to get them open. He trailed a finger down the curve of her breast, tickling her. She twitched, and then eyes so brown they were black glared up at him.

  “You got a problem, bossman?”

  He tilted his head to look at her eye to eye.

  “Should I?” He waited while she thought it out.

  “Just because I had sex with you doesn’t mean I can’t have it with Sin and Henry.”

  She thrust out her lower lip. It was the same pout the brat used. Though she’d hidden the rest, he could still see her full lips, her soft cheeks and dainty, but strong, hands. Why hadn’t he noticed her femininity? Subconsciously he had, but thrust it aside as unimportant.

  No more. He patted her curved bottom, stopping when he noticed a pink hand print. He caught Sin’s eye, receiving a wide grin in reply. Ace continued exploring, letting his fingers curve under her ass cheek. Sin’s cock was still in her pussy, enfolded by her swollen lips.

  “You can, and will, have sex with all of us,” he said quietly. “One at a time, or all together, as you choose.” He placed his palm on the pink hand print, matching it exactly. “But I am the ramrod of the Double Diamond. If you choose to stay, you will obey my orders.”

  She looked at Sin, then Henry. Both of them kept carefully neutral expressions. This decision would be hers alone.

  “Only for work. You’re not my husband and have no rights over me.”

  “Husband?” He stood up, leaned back his head, and laughed like he hadn’t in years. “There’s no way in hell I would marry a woman like you!”

  “What do you mean by that?” She scrambled off Sin, knocking against him in her rush. He winced, but smiled behind her back.

  “The woman I marry will be a lady,” he explained. “She will be obedient, giving me the respect a man deserves. She won’t be a hoyden, wearing pants to ride her horse, wielding a bullwhip and yelling like a banshee.” He shrugged. “Now that woman, she’s the one I want to bed. Not marry.”

  “Good! Because you’re the perfect example of why I’ll never marry!”

  Totally uncaring th
at he was fully dressed and she was naked, or that he’d walked in as she screamed her orgasm, she stabbed him in the chest with her bitten fingernail, emphasizing every word with a jab.

  He delighted in that passion in bed. But marrying a woman like her wasn’t worth losing everything else in the world. Like the village men, he would marry a quiet, biddable woman. His wife wouldn’t bring to bed what Jessie did, but he would have respect, both from her and from his peers. So while he had access to the wild, passionate woman in his arms, he would enjoy every moment.

  He caught the hand jabbing his chest. One yank brought her blushing body next to his. He wrapped his arms around her hips and pulled her naked, wet pussy against the rising bulge in his pants.

  “Why don’t we take some quilts to the hot spring? I want to wash you and then lick you clean, inside and out.”

  “What hot spring?” Henry and Sin exchanged glances.

  “I caught Jessie swimming in a big rock bowl of hot water uphill from here yesterday. I was about to take my belt to the brat when she rolled over and I saw breasts floating in the water.”

  “All that time your muscles hurt from hair to toes, and you didn’t say anything about there being a hot spring nearby?” Sin looked more hurt than angry.

  “I couldn’t let anyone see me until my three weeks was up,” she said, avoiding his eyes.

  “Why,” asked Henry.

  “I had to prove to Ranger that I could work hard, even under a greenhorn boss. I made it through the full three weeks, so it didn’t matter if you found out about me.” She looked at Sin. “Being female, I mean.”

  “Is there anything else you want to say, Jessie Bonham?” Sin spoke quietly, with an intensity that seemed out of proportion to the question.

  “No. There’s nothing else you need to know.” She set her jaw.

  “Are you sure?”

  “I’m a grown woman making my own decisions about my own life,” she replied, staring at Sin. “No one else has any say about what I do!”

  Sin nodded, though Ace didn’t think he looked convinced.

  “What’s this all about?” Ace looked from Sin to Jessie.