The Divine Creek Ranch Collection, Volume 1 [Book 1 - Divine Grace, Book 2 - Her Gentle Giant, Book 3 - Heavenly Angel] (Siren Everlasting Collection)

by Heather Rainier

  “Wow, baby, you’re really something,” he whispered, squeezing her gently.

  Teresa nuzzled his chest. “Forget the past, and embrace the future, honey. I made a new friend tonight.”

  “You know, I’m embarrassed to say it, but I didn’t even know her name until today.” Regret made his chest ache, which he tried to rub away.

  “Honey, she’s our friend, Gwen, now. We move forward, and don’t feel bad about what we can’t change.” Teresa snuggled to his chest and soaked with him quietly for a minute.

  “Angel says Michael talked him into taking him on the kiddie rides and the ponies tomorrow.”

  “Yes. He’s excited about it. I’ll let you finish your soak and go see what Angel is doing,” Teresa said as she kissed him, her breasts pressed against his chest. He enjoyed the sight of the water sluicing off her body as she stood in the tub.

  “I’ll be out in a bit,” he said. After pausing to watch her, he reached out to her. “Teresa?”

  He caressed her delectable ass as she bent down and turned the hot water back on to refill the tub up to its previous level. She moaned as he brushed his fingertip between her pussy lips, which were already wet with her silky juices again.

  “Hmmm?” She climbed carefully from the tub and looked over her shoulder as she wrapped herself in a towel. She released her beautiful black hair from its clip and shook her head so it cascaded around her shoulders. She took his breath away.

  “Thank you.” His heart swelled with happiness as he gazed into her loving brown eyes.

  “You’re welcome,” she whispered back, trailing her palm over his cheek. He turned his face toward her and kissed her fingertips. She smiled and dried off then slid into Angel’s thick fleece robe and winked at him before leaving the steamy bathroom.

  * * * *

  The bedroom was dark as Teresa entered it. The fireplace provided the only illumination, the heat thankfully taking the damp chill from the room. It had begun raining on the ride home from the fairgrounds. Her eyes adjusted quickly, and she chuckled when she saw Angel lying in bed looking out the window at the starry sky. He turned and smiled at her as she padded barefoot to the bed, drawing the covers back for her. She allowed the robe to slide from her arms and laid it over the end of the bed. When he drew her to him, the first thing she noticed as he kissed her was his thickened cock pressed against her thigh.

  “The sound of you coming earlier with Joaquin got me very hard, and I’ve been fantasizing about you ever since.” He brushed his lips over her collarbone and slid his fingers up to the lower swell of her breast, his thumb teasing her nipple.

  “About me?” Her pussy quivered with need for him. “What were your fantasies like?” More moisture flowed to her aching slit as his lips followed his hand over her breast.

  Angel pulled her beneath him and kissed her throat again. Her hands slid up his rib cage, over the thick muscles of his back, then down to his hips and ass.

  He spoke as his lips continued to trail over her throat, sending shivers up and down her torso. “You have no idea how beautiful you were to us tonight. You radiate love.”

  Her heart throbbed as she listened to his words, and she couldn’t find her voice.

  Drawing her even closer, Angel murmured, “You make me want to take you to bed and lay you under me. I want to kiss my way down your body until I reach the sweet place between your thighs. I want to hear your sighs, moans, and little cries as I lick and kiss your pussy until you come, moaning my name. After you’re finished coming, I want to lick my way back up your body and worship and suckle at these lovely breasts.” Angel murmured as he suckled a nipple. His sensual words were making her mindless in her arousal.

  “Th-then what?”

  “After your nipples are nice and pink, I want to lift your delicate little feet and place one on each of my shoulders. You’ll open your knees for me to make sure I can see your pussy as it opens for my cock and allows me to slide into your silky body. The way your wet heat surrounds me as I slide into you is incredible, Teresa. I don’t know if words can describe how you feel to me when I push my cock inside your tight little cunt and the way it feels when your muscles grip me when you come. I love the way your little pussy runs with your juices for me, especially when I tell you what I’m going to do to you. I’ll bet you’re dripping with it right now, aren’t you?”

  Teresa was red hot for him, right now. A moan of need escaped from her throat as she nodded, her hips thrusting against him.

  His voice grew deeper with need as he whispered to her, “I’d watch as my cock slides deep, then comes the best part, when I slide out, drenched in your cream. I’d fuck you nice and slow, enjoying pushing every inch inside you until I have chills running up and down my spine from fighting my own release. I’d take hold of your hips and hold you just right so my cock is rubbing your G-spot, and I’d fuck you until you come so hard you scream. Then I’d spread your legs wide in my hands and fuck your hot, wet little pussy.” He groaned, sliding his fingers through her extremely slick slit. “And I’d fill it full of my cum. After we were both satisfied, I’d stay buried deep inside you and roll us over. I’d make sure you’re comfortable then I’d let you fall asleep on me and let you stay that way all night.”

  His fingers slid again through her warm slit but avoided her clit. Shakily she murmured, “That sounds beautiful. I think I almost came when you talked about it.”

  “Well, then you should let me see to that. I’d love to make that fantasy a reality, although it’s not much of a fantasy if you ask me. Pretty tame, but it’s what I’m thinking about right now. What about you? Do you have any fantasies you’re entertaining?”

  Oh, hell yes! Let me get my list!

  “You know I am. I’ve been thinking about making love with both of you, together,” she said. Her cheeks warmed at the sexy grin he gave her. Clearly, he was on board with that fantasy. Her pussy throbbed when he stroked a fingertip lightly alongside her clit.

  “Oh yeah? You’ve been using your plugs?”

  They used them sometimes when they made love, filling her ass with one while one made love to her and she went down on the other. Another shiver ran down her spine as she recalled how hard she came when they did and how much they’d enjoyed it, as well. Teresa loved it because the sensation of being filled that tightly intensified her orgasm but also because she knew it moved her closer and closer to being able to take them both at the same time.

  “Yes, Angel. I’ve been using the thickest one all week. I think I’m ready for you both.”

  Angel looked into her eyes and said, “Let one of us take you anally a couple of times, and then we’ll see about the next step.”

  “But the plugs—”

  “Please trust me. It’ll hurt a little, and you’ll need time to adjust. I want the first time we both take you to be pleasurable for you because, once we both take you, we’ll want you that way on a regular basis for the rest of our lives.”

  His words sent a shiver down her spine, and wetness flowed from her pussy at the erotic image playing through her mind. The moisture slipped down to her anus, sensitizing it, and she undulated against him.

  “Tonight?” she whispered hopefully. She moaned when he shook his head.

  “I was the first to make love to you,” he whispered as his hand slid down her torso. Panting, she moaned again in bliss when his fingertips slid into her slit and one finger dipped inside her drenched pussy. “Sliding into your tight little cunt for the first time was an incredible privilege for me. I want you to have another memory of a first experience that you share with Joaquin. I had your first kiss. He had your first orgasm. I made love to you first. I want him to have this,” he said as his finger slipped from her pussy, drenched in her juices. He slid down to her asshole and gently massaged and pressed on the tight ring of muscles. She moaned as every nerve ending there flared to life.

  Speaking up before she was no longer capable of speech, Teresa said, “You’re right, Angel. It sh
ould be his, but—”

  “But we both know Joaquin needs his rest now.”

  Teresa nodded with a little pout, which made him chuckle. “He’s giving us time alone while he soaks in the tub. Why don’t you let me do as I told you earlier, and I’ll talk to him about it afterward or in the morning?” he said as his tongue followed the path of his hand down her quaking torso.

  Angel kissed his way down her body and worshipped her just as he told her he would, bringing her to three heart-rending, beautiful orgasms.

  * * * *

  Joaquin joined them later, feeling relaxed and sleepy. He smiled at the replete image of Teresa, already sound asleep, lying nestled on his brother’s body as he stroked her back, her long black hair spread around him like a shawl. The covers still lay bunched at the foot of the bed where they had kicked them during their lovemaking.

  “That is a beautiful sight,” Joaquin whispered as he came to the foot of the bed. In the dim glow from the fireplace he could see his brother’s cock was still buried to the hilt inside her. Her body was still flushed from the orgasms he’d had the pleasure of listening to from the bathroom. Joaquin had enjoyed each little panting cry and moan when she came as though she were about to die from pleasure.

  Joaquin joined them in the bed and got comfortable.

  Angel smiled at him and said, “You did well tonight, Joaquin. Do you need to ice your hand again?”

  “No, it should be fine. Soaking it helped take down the inflammation. Tonight’s ride was good,” he whispered, flexing his hand carefully. “Our little kitten’s a tiger when she wants to be, isn’t she?”

  “She sure is,” Angel whispered, kissing the top of her head lightly as he continued stroking her back. “Teresa was so excited for you once she got over her fear. She surprised me earlier. She’s ready to take the next step with us. She wants to try anal sex, and we both agreed you should be her first.”

  “Me? But—”

  “That’s what we want. You should be her first there.”

  “She say when?” Joaquin asked, gazing down at her relaxed, trusting form. He caressed a lock of her silken hair between his fingertips.

  “Soon. It makes her pretty hot to talk about it. Discuss it with her in the morning, and you’ll have an idea of when.”

  “I love her so much,” Joaquin whispered, reaching out to stroke the curve of her back down to her ass.

  “Me, too. I can’t imagine life without her and the little man,” Angel murmured back, stroking her hip.

  “We got lucky, didn’t we?” Joaquin said over the lump that had formed in his throat.

  “Damn lucky.” Angel yawned.

  Teresa shivered as the flush left her and the cool of the room started to sink in. Joaquin pulled the covers from beneath their feet and covered the three of them then lay back as the crackling flames in the fireplace died down. Contentment flowed through him.

  Teresa’s breath hitched in her sleep, and she sighed softly and snuggled closer to Angel, drawing her little hands under her cheek.

  Joaquin glanced at Angel, saw the sappy grin on his brother’s face, and chuckled. “Just like a sick kitten to a hot brick.”

  Chapter Thirty-Three

  Joaquin stood with Angel outside the little fenced enclosure, watching as the owner of the tame little ponies helped Michael onto the pony’s back and stayed by him, leading the animal around the circle.

  Joaquin observed Michael in his perch. “You know, he looks almost…bored,” Joaquin noted as Michael confidently leaned forward to pat the pony.

  Angel chuckled and nodded in agreement. “Michael feels comfortable up there. We’ve gotten him used to being on the back of a horse,” Angel said as he whistled appreciatively at Teresa, who was returning from buying more ride tickets.

  She blushed as Angel said, “You sure do look beautiful tonight, Teresa.”

  Joaquin wholeheartedly agreed. “Mmm!”

  They pulled her in between the two of them, and she leaned on the fence, watching Michael as he conversed happily with the owner. Angel wrapped an arm around her hips and hugged her to him. Joaquin slid his hand through her hair, sweeping the thick, jet-black length over her shoulder as she turned her face to smile up at him. He leaned down and kissed her gently then clasped her hand in his. They stood there like that in companionable silence for a few minutes while Michael finished his ride.

  Once he had exited the little corral, Michael made a beeline for the tent where a small mechanical bull had been set up for the kids to ride.

  When the man at the entry gate told him he wasn’t tall enough, by a lot, Michael didn’t pitch a fit but merely pulled them all around to the side where he could watch through the nylon netting of the tent. A worker helped a boy onto the mechanical bull.

  The boy held on for several seconds before sailing through the air and landing on the mats, giggling. His older brother helped him up and then climbed on himself. He seemed more confident and stayed on the bull for quite some time. For his age, Joaquin thought he did well.

  Michael’s eyes were big and round as he turned to his parents and said, “Man, did you see that? I’m gonna ride that bull when I get taller, just like he did.”

  “Yes, you are, little dude,” Joaquin said, lifting Michael onto his shoulders. He grinned when Michael automatically balanced with him and braced against his daddy’s hands at his ankles.

  “How about a corn dog, Daddy?” Michael said, leaning to the side to look at Joaquin then over at Angel.

  “Sure, let’s all get one,” Joaquin said. They walked to the vendor and placed their orders.

  Joaquin looked over Teresa’s shoulder and saw three of the girls from the other night walking by, giving her the evil eye before noticing that he was watching them. His heart plummeted in his chest as he recalled that he was better acquainted with each of them than he ought to be. What had he been thinking? He lost his appetite on the spot.

  One of the girls, a rail-thin brunette, raised her voice a little as she drew near Teresa’s back and sniped, “She should be ashamed of herself.” The young woman threw her hair over her shoulder and would have sauntered away, but her path was blocked by Gwen Henderson.

  “Who I feel ashamed of is your mama for not teaching you better manners, Judith Bowers. You needed more whippings when you were little and never got them. By the way, that drunk cowboy you took back to your trailer left the door hanging wide open when he finally climbed out of it a little while ago. You might want to go check on it. Close your mouth before you catch flies, honey. Leave decent married folks alone.”

  Joaquin noticed Teresa’s smile as she looked on in awe at Gwen Henderson, who wasn’t finished yet. To the other girls with Judith, she said, “You girls need a new role model.” In dismissal, she turned her back and smiled. “Hey, how’s my handsome little-cowboy-man tonight?” She shook Michael’s hand from his perch on Joaquin’s shoulders.

  “Doing good, pretty cowboy lady,” Michael answered jovially. Joaquin wished he could get a look at Michael’s face, but he’d be willing to bet Michael had the high beams turned on, going by the daffy charmed grin on Gwen’s face. “Been riding the rides and getting a corn dog now.”

  “Ooh goody! I think I’ll get one, too. How’re you doing, Teresa? Don’t mind those girls. Judith can’t resist getting a dig, and I couldn’t ignore her catty remark. Not all the girls are that mean, by the way.”

  Teresa introduced Angel to Gwen. Joaquin thought he might have seen a shadow of guilt in Gwen’s eyes when he greeted her. He could see that she genuinely liked Teresa.

  Jack, Grace, Ethan, and Adam happened upon them in the midway, and Gwen had a chance to get to know her a little. Joaquin was comforted by the thought that Teresa was right. He could keep feeling guilty, or he could suck it up and embrace the future.

  * * * *

  The second night of the rodeo was as exciting as the first and not quite as scary for Teresa now that she knew what to expect. She’d brought her camera and was
able to get a few good photographs of both Joaquin and Ash in action. Their scores meant Joaquin and Ash made it into the short go-round the following night.

  Teresa was pleased to see Juliana Meyer show up. Juliana was unable to watch Ash compete the previous night because she had to work. Teresa commiserated with her, watching the horrified look on Juliana’s face when Ash’s bronc had bolted upright off of all four hooves out of the chute before going nuts trying to buck him off. The cast was off her wrist, and she confirmed that her back was completely healed.

  After the rodeo, their group went to the dance for a little while. Teresa noticed that Angel and Joaquin and Grace’s men never let them out of their sight. They weren’t bothered by any of the girls from the carnival midway. Neither did they see the mouthy Judith again.

  Juliana seemed to enjoy herself at the dance with Ash afterward. Teresa noticed that Juliana also garnered her share of dirty looks from some of the buckle bunnies at the dance. Ash kept her close at his side the whole evening.

  * * * *

  On the third night, Teresa protested when Angel escorted her to the food vendors for a soda refill then to the ladies’ room for a bathroom break once they were inside the arena building.

  “Angel, you don’t have to do this. I’m a grown woman.”

  Angel gave her a flirtatious smile. “I know, beautiful.” His eyes took on a harder gleam, and he continued, “But those girls could have cornered you in the ladies’ room the other night when Michael was with you. I take that seriously. I’m not doing this because I don’t think you can handle yourself. I’m doing it because I don’t trust that girl, Judith, or her friends. I need to protect you.”

  She could hear the sincerity in his voice and knew there was no point in arguing.

  Grace joined them with Adam close on her heels. The men waited on the concourse while the women went into the restroom. One of the stalls opened, and Grace entered then Teresa waited for the next one. Unfortunately, it became available because Judith Bowers exited it.