Spurred (Steele Ranch Book 1)

by Vanessa Vale

  “Both of us, yes,” Cord said. “A fling? Hell no.”

  “Then what is it that you want? My inheritance?” Her eyes widened as if she hadn’t thought about the words until they popped out. “God, I’m clueless about life out here, but I’m not gullible.”

  Cord’s eyes narrowed and his jaw clenched. “You don’t know us, Kady, so we’ll give you a pass. We’re not here with you to get our hands on your inheritance. I don’t give a shit about it and I’m sure Riley wishes Aiden Steele was still alive so he didn’t have to be neck deep in executor shit. But know this, if you insult us or yourself again, I’ll take you over my knee and spank that gorgeous ass until it’s as pink as your nail polish.”

  Her mouth fell open. “I didn’t—”

  “You did. You insulted us not only when you thought we were gold diggers, but also when you thought we didn’t know our minds enough to think you’re beautiful.”

  Her mouth snapped closed, and she looked between the two of us.

  “So you don’t want my money. You want what, exactly?”

  “You.” We both said the one word at the same time. We looked at her with laser focus. There was no way she could misinterpret. That she had any doubt that we wanted anyone else. Ever.

  “Beneath us, between us,” I told her. “Riding me while Cord watches. On your knees before us. We want to fuck you, Kady, make you forget everything but how we make you feel. To be the center of our world.”

  She stared right back, licked her lips as her cheeks flushed. I could see the frantic thrum of her pulse in her neck, saw the way the swells of her breasts rose and fell with her quick breaths. Fuck, her nipples hardened beneath her dress before my eyes.

  As for me, my cock was like a lead pipe in my pants. I wanted to do everything I’d said, and then some.

  Clearing her throat, she said, “I’m no longer hungry. I think I’d like you to take me back to the ranch now.”

  I glanced at Cord, who looked as disappointed as I felt. We’d blown it. We’d totally fucked up. Hell, I’d spooked her with my blunt talk. It was all the truth and only a small portion of all the dirty things I wanted to do to her, but that didn’t mean I should have said them aloud. She’d been looking for gentlemen and I’d blown it.

  Neither of us were into romance or candles or moonlight shit. We’d come on too fucking strong. Hard. Rough. Just looking at her, seeing the dainty little pearls in her ears, the glossy pink lipstick, the summery dress. She was all lush, soft woman. Our rough talk and bold behavior wasn’t what she wanted, and we’d just scared her away.

  I nodded once, stood and held out my hand to her to help her from the booth. Cord tossed a few bills on the table to cover the tab as we followed her out of the restaurant.

  Great. Just fucking great. We had to watch the incredible sway of her lush ass and could do nothing about it. She wasn’t interested. It was over.

  4

  KADY

  Me! They both wanted me. Holy crap. Two men. Not just any two men. Riley and Cord. They were drop-dead gorgeous with incredible bodies, wicked smiles and smarts to back it all up. And out of all the women out there, they’d told me I was beautiful. Ha!

  And the things Riley had said—me on my knees before them. God, I got hot all over thinking of them standing before me, their cocks gripped in their tight fists as I licked at one, then the other before alternating and taking them as deep as I could. Or climbing over their thighs and taking a cock nice and deep before going for a ride. Or being mounted by Cord, fucking me like a wild animal as I sucked Riley’s cock.

  As we walked across the parking lot, my tawdry thoughts were blown away by the wind that had kicked up while we were inside. Thick clouds loomed overhead. It was going to storm, and soon. Cord’s hand settling at the small of my back as he led me to Riley’s truck had me interested in his hand other places. God, what would it be like to have more than just their sharp gazes on me? A mouth on my nipple, a finger sliding over my clit? A cock filling me, stretching me open? If they focused the same attention to having sex as they did to conversation…

  I whimpered, thankful the sound was hidden by the wind. After Cord lifted me onto the front seat, I could feel the lingering effects of his firm hold. I clenched my thighs together on the ride back to the ranch. About a minute down the road, the rain started, a deluge and Riley had to slow down. The wipers couldn’t keep up with the storm, and the pounding of the rain made talking impossible.

  I felt like I was in a safe cocoon with them. No one else in the world existed. It was easy to forget about the phone call with Beth. Her manic behavior, hot and cold as if she were back on drugs. One minute she was excited to talk to me, the next, furious with me for having a father I’d never even known leave me tons of money. She said it wasn’t fair that I got all the breaks. I knew the words by heart, the perfectly aimed verbal assault at my emotions. She was exceptionally good at plucking at every one of them until she got what she wanted. But this last time she went to rehab, when I’d had to use the equity in our parents’ home to fund it, I’d somehow been able to let go. I was the one footing the bill. Even doing that, I was enabling her.

  Riley reached out, took my hand in his for just a second, then let it go. I turned, smiled at him and realized I had to live my life. And that meant understanding what this—attraction—was between us. I’d felt it the moment I’d laid eyes on them and it hadn’t changed since. No, it had changed. It had only become more intense.

  I’d never felt like this before. I’d had lovers, but even having sex with them had never made me feel as needy, as turned on, as I was right now. I wanted to reach beneath my dress and play with myself, my fingers easily sliding over my clit because I was so wet. My panties were ruined.

  Ever since the airport, it had all been foreplay, leading up to this. To what I decided to do. They’d made it very clear what they wanted. Me. Maybe I didn’t have to figure it out. I could, for once, be spontaneous. Go with it. All I had to do was say yes.

  Riley’s truck bumped over the cattle guard again, signaling we were close to the house and pulling me from my thoughts. The rain had tapered off, the strong winds pushing it to the east as fast as it had come through. I’d stared blindly out the window the whole way, the rain making it impossible to see much of anything, and focused solely on my body, on how my panties were ruined, my nipples hard and sensitive against my lace bra. I ached for them. Both of them.

  I was crazy. This was crazy, but it felt right. They felt right. My mother always said that when I found the right guy I’d just know. Well, I’d found two. I didn’t want to choose between them and they weren’t making me.

  Both of them wanted me and they were going to share. To do things with me I hadn’t even imagined.

  Share! I was a second-grade teacher, completely unexciting, and I was going to have a threesome with two hot cowboys. I bit my lip to stifle a nervous laugh. I was going to do this. I was going to take these men inside, into my bed. Into my body. My needy, achy, wet pussy.

  Riley pulled the car up to the front of the house, turned it off and got out. The rain had stopped completely, but he stepped down and I couldn’t miss the splash of water from the muddy puddles on the driveway. Cord climbed from the back seat and opened my door. We were eye to eye, and the look he gave me was searing.

  Intense. His jaw was clenched, his dark eyes almost black. His body was rigid as if he were holding back. Perhaps he was. I’d been scared of him at first. Now, I knew he wouldn’t hurt me. He’d keep me safe, even if it were from himself. They’d given in to my wishes, to end our date early. At least that was what they thought.

  Instead of helping me down to the ground like he had the previous times, he wrapped an arm about my waist and carried me, bodies pressed together, toward the house.

  “Cord! I’m too heavy!” I cried.

  He grunted, but not from exertion. “Sweetness, you’re light as a feather.”

  Automatically, I set my hands on his shoulders as he carr
ied me up the porch steps. He didn’t look away, only the corner of his mouth tipped up. “Don’t want to get those pretty shoes all wet and muddy.”

  That was it. Any doubt I had was gone. I wanted him with a desperation I’d never known. They were thoughtful and courteous, chivalrous and sweet. Yeah, I didn’t want any of that now. I wanted just what Riley had boldly described in the restaurant.

  And so I did the only thing I could think of.

  I kissed Cord.

  And wrapped my legs around his waist.

  He didn’t kiss me back for a moment as if I’d startled him. His body stiffened, his fingers tightened about my back. Then, he groaned and angled his head and took over, his hands settling on my bottom, cupping me in his big palms.

  God, yes. I doubted I’d ever be in control in the bedroom around these two. I didn’t want it. I’d made my wants known and he was now leading.

  I felt the hard siding of the house pressed against my back, Cord’s solid warmth at my front. And between my legs, I felt the thick ridge of his cock. I couldn’t help but shift my hips up and down to ride it.

  I whimpered as his kisses moved to my jaw, down my neck.

  I tilted my head back, gave him better access.

  “I wanted to leave the restaurant because of this, not because I didn’t want you,” I said, panting.

  He didn’t stop kissing and licking my skin.

  “The opposite,” I panted. “This is crazy, but I need what you said. God, yes. Like that.”

  He nipped the spot where my shoulder met my neck.

  “I can’t be gentle, Kady. I don’t know how,” Cord growled, pulling the strap of my dress to the side to kiss across the slope of my shoulder.

  “I don’t care. I want you.”

  “And me?” Riley asked. His voice was an octave deeper than normal. I turned my head a little more and opened my eyes. He was right there, the blue irises as dark as the storm clouds that brought the rain. Watching us. Seeing how Cord made me so hot.

  “Yes, and you.”

  Cord didn’t stop his attentions as I spoke to Riley. His hand slid down my side, then up my thigh and beneath my dress. A slight tug and my panties were gone. I saw Riley take them from Cord.

  Thick fingers slipped into me, so deep, then pulled back, then deep again. Cord was finger fucking me, and I could do nothing but rock my hips. Ride them.

  “She’s dripping,” Cord told Riley.

  I came from those words alone, the truth that it was true, that I was as wet as I’d ever been for them. Just the sweet friction of Cord’s fingers was enough to set me off.

  I cried out, rode the pleasure as I heard the clang of a belt buckle, felt the shift of Cord’s hips. Before the orgasm even faded completely, his fingers were pulled away and replaced with the broad head of his cock.

  “I have to feel you on my dick, sweetheart. All that wet heat coating me.”

  Cord gripped my hips, pulled me down as he thrust up.

  My eyes opened at the invasion. Yes, his cock was enormous and my inner muscles clenched and squeezed trying to adjust to the sudden penetration.

  “More,” I breathed, knowing not all of him was inside me yet. He had inches to go.

  With that one word, he pulled back, thrust deep. Took me hard. Right there on the porch with my legs around his waist, my heels digging into his ass.

  “When he’s done with you, it’ll be my turn, Kady. With us, you get two cocks.”

  “Yes,” I moaned. When Riley continued with his dirty talk, I couldn’t hold back. It was too much. Cord was too skilled with his big cock. It crammed me full each time, bottoming out just shy of painful. But I was so wet and primed for him, that first orgasm softening me, opening me up to take him, to accept whatever he would do with that ruthless tool between his thighs.

  “Cord!” I cried as I came again, my inner walls milking his cock, pulling it impossibly deeper.

  I felt him thicken, grow within me just before his fingers tightened on my hips. He pistoned into me once, twice, then held still, groaning against my neck. His hot breath fanned my skin as he came.

  He stepped back just enough so I wasn’t held up by the wall and his body, and I dropped my feet to the porch floor. Riley pulled me out from in front of Cord and walked me over to the railing, pressed me against it so I was facing away from him, away the house. All of Montana was before me.

  With deft fingers, Riley lifted my dress up and over my head so all I wore were my sandals and my bra. He leaned into me and I felt every inch of his body pressing against mine. His shirt was almost abrasive against my sensitive skin.

  I hadn’t noticed he’d pulled his cock out, but I felt the hot thickness of it against my bottom.

  “Time for more, sweetheart. One cock’s not enough for you.”

  He tapped the inside of my foot with his so I would step wider. I felt the slide of him as he bent his knees, aligned his cock to my dripping entrance and stood to his full height, impaling me on his cock.

  “Oh, god,” I moaned, putting my hands on the railing to brace myself.

  I hadn’t completely recovered from Cord’s attentions to be fully prepared for Riley. I’d never taken two men, one after the other before.

  Ripples of pleasure still coursed through me, and when I felt a hard cock deep inside me again, the same yet completely different, I closed my eyes and gave myself over to it.

  I’d already come twice, and I knew I wasn’t going to be done until Riley wrung at least one more from me.

  I’d never been able to come from a partner before, needing to work my clit with my fingers to do so, but I was now realizing it had been all them. They’d been terrible lovers.

  This? God, this was something else. Cord and Riley were ruining me for anyone else.

  I heard Cord’s heavy footfall, but I didn’t pay it any attention. I felt the clasp of my bra being undone and then the straps sliding off my shoulders and the cups lowering so my breasts popped free. When I felt the hot suction of a mouth on my right nipple, I opened my eyes.

  There was Cord, my bra at his feet. He’d gone down off the porch to stand before me. Since he was so tall, my breasts were at just the right height for his attentions.

  Riley’s hand slid down the line of my back as he took me. From behind, he stroked over completely different places than Cord had and these new nerves all came to life at once.

  “Gorgeous, sweetheart,” he said, a hand on my shoulder to hold me in place.

  My breast, the one that wasn’t in Cord’s mouth, bobbed and swayed with each deep penetration.

  I was wanton, wild and completely out of my norm. It was heaven.

  “It’s…oh, god, this is…so good.”

  I felt Cord smile against my nipple before he suckled, then slid it out of his mouth with a gentle slide over his teeth.

  “She liked that,” Riley murmured. “Whatever the hell you did, she clenched down on my dick.”

  Cord lifted his head, met my lust filled eyes.

  “This?” he asked, just before he lowered his head and tugged on my nipple, ensuring he included the soft nip of his teeth. He kept his eyes on mine, forcing me to watch him work my breast.

  “Fuck, yes,” Riley said.

  “She likes it rough,” Cord said. His hand came up and cupped the neglected breast, the wet tip hardening beneath his calloused palm. With his thumb and forefinger, he tugged on it and I gasped. “Oh, yeah.”

  He grinned at me, as if all of his worries about taking me were gone.

  I did like it rough.

  I did like that little bite of pain.

  I liked it wild and hard up against the house.

  Bent over the porch railing.

  “Riley!” I shouted when I felt the slick press of his thumb against my bottom.

  “That’s our girl,” he crooned, circling and pressing his digit against my virgin opening.

  I’d never had anyone touch me there, let alone play or…oh, god, slide inside.

 
With a startling burst of heat, I came. Nerve endings I’d never known existed flared to life and it pushed me over the edge so suddenly, so intensely, I arched my back and screamed. The sudden move had Cord’s teeth tug extra hard on my nipple before it popped out of his mouth. The sting of it combined with the stretching burn of Riley’s thumb, the awakened feelings of having something in my ass and Riley’s thick cock and I was done for.

  It was too much. Too good. My fingers dug into the railing, sweat dripped down between my breasts.

  Riley didn’t relent as I came, only fucked me harder, deeper. The sounds of his hips slapping against my bottom filled the air. The wet sounds of his cock working my pussy couldn’t be missed. I was being well and truly fucked, and I loved everything about it.

  Riley thrust deep and came, his mouth coming to my shoulder and nipping it, then sucking at the tender skin. I could feel his ragged breaths against my back.

  Slowly, I came back to myself and opened my eyes. There, right before me, was Cord. He was grinning, and he slowly lifted his hand to stroke my hair back from my face.

  Riley carefully pulled out and wrapped his arms about me.

  The feel of his clothes against my back prompted me to become aware of my state. I was naked while they were both dressed. Cord had yet to put his cock back in his pants, the thick rod jutting out from his belly, still glistening with our combined juices and hard, as if he hadn’t just come.

  “Oh my god,” I whispered, realizing the extent of what I’d done.

  “Pretty amazing,” Riley murmured.

  Amazing, yes, but also insane.

  I looked down. I was naked except for one sandal—heaven only knew where the other was—and anyone could see me. Hadn’t they said some people lived on the ranch? While there was no one else at the house, there was a bunkhouse or something. Had someone seen me being fucked by two guys?

  “I, um… wow. Thanks. That was, um—” I stuttered. What was the proper etiquette after having the best sex of your life on a front porch with two guys?