Donavan asked questions about the few messages he had grabbed from somewhere that she tuned out and watched Chase work. The small jar of horseradish was held up to her in inquiry, and she nodded with a hand signal to say “a little bit,” not wanting to interrupt Donavan.
She wrapped her hands around the thick sandwich and took a huge, satisfying bite. The flavors burst over hungry taste buds, making her groan in delight. She started happily devouring the meal and only paused when silence descended in the kitchen. She looked up and met the twin smiles of the boys as they watched her unashamedly enjoy herself. She grinned at each of them, not stopping until the last morsel was swallowed.
“That was delicious. I hadn’t realized I was so hungry,” she said in satisfaction. Her refilled iced tea was placed in front of her, and she slowly sipped it waiting for what was to happen next. She needed to use a phone and actually try to explain something that she didn’t understand to her sister. Oh, that is going to be tricky, she thought.
“Donavan, can I use a phone somewhere? I need to make a few calls,” she said when there was a pause in the conversation. His thoughtful gaze was disconcerting, and she fought not to squirm as if she was going to do something naughty.
“Sure, baby. Let’s go into the office,” he said, helping her down. He led the way out of the kitchen and past the great room to a closed set of doors. When he moved out of the way, she saw that he had brought her to a library. There must have been thousands of books in the room. It was a reader’s dream come true. Rows of classics and a whole section of mystery novels that made her fingers itch to rifle through. He went to another set of doors, opening them, displaying an office with two desks on opposite ends of the room. The middle part, filled with a huge sitting area right in front of a brick fireplace, looked cozy. Every room so far in the house was huge.
She sat down on the chair that he directed her to behind one of the desks and handed her the cordless phone. She thought he was going to leave, but he calmly sat down on the edge of the desk, clearly waiting for her. She bit her lip in nervousness and dialed her work number.
“Hey, Sam. Is Dr. Harding there? It's Liana. Hmmm, okay, I’ll hold.” She glanced over at Donavan as he focused his attention on some messages in his hands. The drone of the commentator expounding on the merits of the hospital couldn’t distract her from his presence. “Hi, Stuart. I hate to do this to you on such short notice, but I am going to have to ask for a few weeks of vacation. Gabriella sold Majesty to Chase Farms, and I went along to help settle him. Yeah, I know I have the time, but I’m sorry to spring this on you without notice. I know Merry was asking for some more hours, so that might help fill the spot. Yes, I will call. Thanks, Stuart."
“You work at a hospital?” Donavan asked when she hung up the phone.
“Yes. I’m a registered vet tech specializing in horses. Stuart is a friend of my dad’s that I have been working for since high school,” she told him as she stood up.
“I thought you had a few calls to make?” he asked.
“I’ll call my sister in a while. She is probably right in the middle of dinner,” she replied hesitantly. She knew the kind of questions that Gabby was going to ask, and the thought of him being in the room at the same time embarrassed her.
“Okay, you can come in here anytime you like. There is also a phone jack in the room, so I will hook a phone up there for your use, too, and two weeks, baby? I think we are going have to discuss that,” he said to her before pulling her to wedge between his legs.
Her arms came up to rest on his chest as he started to fondle her bottom. He flexed his hands and brought her flush against his rigid cock, dragging a shudder from her. She went up on her tiptoes, capturing his lips, initiating the kiss before he could.
She became mindless kissing him. The intoxicating flavor of him overwhelmed all her abilities to think. The feel of his fingers tracing the crease in her ass brought a startled gasp from her. She never felt her shorts fall to the ground. Her thong followed the shorts, and she stood there half-naked against his fully clothed frame. She shivered as his finger went deeper and brushed up against her back entrance. Her forehead dropped to his shoulder as every part of her body went liquid. He pulled one of her legs up to drape over his jean-clad leg, opening her up. The teasing finger dipped into her clenching pussy before traveling to the back entrance that fluttered whenever he stroked it. He inserted the finger, a little bit at a time, much to her disquiet. She'd never had anal sex before and was a little frightened by the intensity that the light play made her feel.
“Baby, I can’t wait until I fill this beautiful ass while my brother fucks your pussy. You will be so filled with cock that you will come so many times you won’t be able to control them,” Donavan whispered his dark promise into her sensitive ear. She bit his shoulder as a shudder coursed throughout her body. He set her leg back down and pushed her away gently.
“Unzip me,” he demanded.
Using shaking hands, she followed his order, unzipped his jeans, and without being told, struggled to pull the pants down when he stood up.
“On your knees, baby. Now let’s use that luscious mouth of yours for a different job. Have you ever taken a man’s cock into your mouth?”
She shook her head and couldn’t control the shudder that went through her body. She never had been this close to a cock before. The beauty of it astounded her, so textured and firm, pointing straight to his navel. The mushroom head was huge and a little daunting. The droplets of pre-cum testified to his rising excitement. She could see his heartbeat pound in the steely shaft, each beat growing faster.
“Then let me teach you.”
That was all she heard. When her mouth touched him, her body came alive. Her mouth surrounded the head and, using her tongue, she traced the slit at the top, lapping the moisture that trickled out. The salty taste was addictive. With each pass of the tongue, every suck of her mouth, every pump of her hand, came a tightening to her own sex, begging to be filled.
She doubled her efforts, enjoying his reaction and her sense of power and control she had. She relaxed her throat and slowly let him slide further down, concentrating on not gagging. Just when she thought she could take no more, she felt the slight tickle of his pubic hair on her nose. She felt him freeze when her throat tightened after swallowing. She repeated the swallowing and gloried at the pleasure she gave him. When the floodgates opened, she swallowed every drop and held onto him as he pumped his cock deep into her mouth in uncontrolled thrusts. The exhilarating taste of him intensified as she sucked and stroked her tongue over every inch of his magnificent cock. His cursing and groaning shivered through her as he tried to extract himself from her greedy mouth.
“Oh, fuck, Chase, she is beyond our wildest dreams,” Donavan shouted out. When he mentioned Chase's name, she paused and looked up, meeting Chase’s smoky eyes as he sat calmly on the couch. She didn’t remember hearing him come in, and she tried to keep her embarrassment from showing.
”My turn.” He smiled into her eyes, beckoning her over.
She reached down to pull her panties and shorts up and stopped when told to leave them off. She walked over to him in a daze to come to stand between his spread legs.
“You, my dear, are wearing too much. Take off the shirt and bra. I want to feel those hard nipples rub against my leg as you go down on me.” His wicked smile clenched something inside her as she did what he asked. She fell down on her knees and brushed her fingers along the hardened ridge that bulged inside his jeans, pushing them out. His breath hissed through his teeth at the delicate caress, which she felt make his already hard cock throb.
She unzipped him and with his help shimmied his pants down around his ankles. She looked at the identical cock of the one she had just had, and her mouth watered in anticipation. She fondled and stroked him much as she had his brother, but with more confidence. She fingered his silky-haired balls and gently massaged them. His harsh groan brought her eyes up to see his head thrown back and h
is jaw clenched as if in pain. She raised questioning eyes to Donavan, who watched from a distance.
“Baby, a man’s balls are very sensitive. Don’t worry. He’s loving what you are doing.” Donavan chuckled softly.
“Oh, fuck, yeah. Honey, do whatever your little heart wants. I am all yours.” His words were strangled off by the sudden engulfing of her moist mouth. She went all the way down to where her hands wrapped around the base. Her breasts brushed against his leg just as he'd wanted, and she moaned deep in her throat when he reached down to roll a nipple between his fingers. She rubbed her nipples harder against his legs, all the while swallowing the beautiful cock deep into her mouth. She gently massaged the twin orbs in a steady rhythm, loving his reaction.
The throb between her thighs became almost unbearable, making her whimper. She tried to reach a hand down to her pussy, but Chase’s hand intercepted hers and placed them on his cock again.
“I think our baby is going to need a good fucking after this.” Donavan laughed.
She felt the laugh travel straight to her starving center.
The soft sounds of her sucking blended with Chase’s groans as she relaxed her throat muscles again and took him to the root.
“Oh, shit, I’m coming, honey.” Chase howled, filling her mouth with his seed. She gulped every drop, lapped along the entire length collecting it all before totally engulfing the whole length again, and suckled as he clenched his hands into the cushions. He pumped his hips erratically.
She leaned back and placed her hands on his thighs, taking deep, gulping breaths, trying to stop her body’s reaction to what she had just done. Her pussy ached so bad and felt so empty. Chase had his head back against the couch and didn’t see her agony, but apparently Donavan understood her need. He startled her by his sudden appearance beside her. Lifted, turned to brace her hands on the coffee table with her ass in the air, he wasted no time and thrust to the hilt, eliciting a scream from her at the abrupt penetration. He pounded into her vigorously, giving her what she wanted as kaleidoscopes of colors exploded behind her eyelids when the massive orgasm caught her unaware and kept going. She felt her walls tighten like a vise around his cock and cried out as his seed flooded her starving pussy.
His fingers biting into her hips kept her from collapsing to her knees. She felt him slowly slide out of her, scraping against sensitive nerves. Little pants of breath broke between long groans from her lips as each inch came out. His hands glided around her hips to stroke over her stomach before settling on her breasts, where he tightened his hands and pulled her up to rest against his length. She had no energy left to do anything but stand as he fondled and plumped up her breast.
“I thought we were going to use protection from now on?” she breathlessly asked with her head leaning back against his shoulder. Her pussy kept shuddering and sending little jolts of pleasure to her womb.
“I know, baby. I’m sorry. We’ll remember next time. You take all our control away. We have to go see to Majesty, and then we can turn in for the night,” Donavan said behind her. He didn’t move, though, as he continued to caress every inch of her body that he could reach. Only when Chase stood in front of them holding up her clothes did he finally stop and step away to see to his own dressing.
Chapter 3
They hopped into one of the Jeeps and headed for the barn. The cool night air whipped into the open cabin, causing Chase, who was sitting in the back, to curse suddenly and hand her a blanket they kept in all the Jeeps. He realized she was shivering from the cold. Some protectors they were, he thought, when they let their woman freeze to death.
The barn was teeming with activity, as evening feeding was under way. When the Jeep stopped in front of the barn, the man standing in front of Majesty's pen hailed them. He walked toward them in a rolling, bowlegged stroll that depicted years in the saddle. His dusty Stetson rode low over his forehead, and his jeans and shirt had work stains all over them.
“Is this the famous Majesty, Don?” the man asked.
“Hey, Gus! Yes, this is him. When did you get back? How was the auction?” Donavan asked as he walked with him over to the railing housing the horse.
“About an hour ago. Auction went a lot better than expected. The totals are in my truck, and I will get them to you by tomorrow. We got 125,000 for Songbird, 25,000 more than you expected. Len Jackson bought the girl, making me happy she was going to a good owner. All the yearlings went over expected figures. Overall, a great auction,” Gus stated.
“Gus, this is Liana McCarty. She will be helping with Majesty for a while. Thanks for going. It helped out with us having to go see Majesty,” Chase said, turning toward Mac, who came out of the barn. “Do you have a stall ready, Mac?”
“Yes, boss, number 6 is all set. I have also made sure the roster is set for tonight and tomorrow,” Mac replied as he made his way over to them.
“Liana McCarty. That name sounds familiar,” Gus said in contemplation.
* * * *
Liana, having heard that everything was ready, slipped inside the ring. She stopped in the middle and waited for Majesty to come to her. She petted his neck and clipped on the lead she’d grabbed from the railing. He walked calmly beside her, ready to bed down for the night. They passed the men who were talking so lowly amongst each other that she couldn’t hear what they were saying.
Mac broke away from the conversation and led her to the stall. Before entering the stall, she hooked Majesty up on the grooming hooks stationed at several intervals down the walkway. She asked for a pick, and Mac handed her one from his pocket. She went about cleaning the hooves, freeing any rocks that he might have picked up from the enclosure.
Liana smiled up at Chase as the last hoof dropped. She unhooked the horse and led him into the stall where fresh water and food awaited him. He smelled dinner and whinnied loudly. She laughed at him as he shoved her out of the way to get to the food.
She backed out of the stall and latched it securely. When she turned, Chase held out his hand and engulfed hers as they walked out to the Jeep. The ride back involved a lot of touching. Donavan had one hand on the wheel and the other on her inner thigh, moving it back and forth, letting his fingers slip under her shorts to graze her panties. Chase had both hands around the seat, plumping her breasts, tweaking the nipples. Every movement of them both had her alternating gasping and moaning. She tried to spread her legs further, but the confines of the Jeep hampered her.
Emotions and thoughts had her trembling before they even reached the house. She fluctuated between eagerness and trepidation. The touch of the two men ignited her passion to an extreme level.
Sandwiched between the two cowboys the minute they reached the confines of the bedroom had her heart racing. They moved as one to the bathroom, and each article of clothing they had on melted away with impatient hands. She found her legs wrapped tightly around Chase’s naked waist while merging her lips with his as the sounds of the tub filling surrounded her. He sat her on one of the cold counters, making her leap into his arms on contact. His chuckle caused her to shiver. She tightened her legs when he started to move. She felt herself being lowered, and when her butt hit the hot water, she broke away from his lips and groaned in ecstasy.
Chase moved her to sit between his legs with her back against his chest and proceeded to soap her breasts as Donavan lifted one of her legs to smooth soap up and down the length. Chase’s hand suddenly went deep inside her pussy, startling her and provoking a surprise scream.. Her whole body went taut as she lifted into the caress, letting the leg that wasn’t being held fall open for better access. Chase stroked her clit with his thumb, still plunging two fingers down her channel in an increased rhythm, pouring sensation after sensation deep into her womb. She felt her body splinter into a million pieces, almost making her lose consciousness. She wilted against his body to feel the erection straining against her back.
She dazedly watched Donavan gather some supplies from the side of the tub, placing them on the edge along
with a huge, fluffy towel. He motioned to them, and before she could take her next breath, she found herself lifted and seated on the edge of the tub. She looked at Chase as he kneeled between her legs and with the pressure of his hands gently spread her legs further apart.
She followed his lead wherever it took her as the sensual spell swirled around her. When he started to talk to her, she didn’t understand anything he said and could only nod as his fingers combed through the moist curls of her pussy. She floated on a cloud of numbness and detached from the proceedings. It wasn’t until she felt the cool shaving cream applied to her pussy that she came to her senses. She didn’t complain as he used the razor to denude her of hair. She did not move so much as an inch when his breath fluttered over her swollen clit as he lifted a lip to get every hair with the sharp razor. She saw he left only a small strip, almost an exclamation mark, pointing toward her pussy. Lifted again and placed on her knees in the water with her ass in the air, he had her pillowing her head on the towel for security. When hands separated her cheeks, she clenched and moaned to feel the shaving cream applied to her anus. She never knew she had hair there and embarrassment filled her that the men looked their fill, but again she didn’t voice a word of complaint. She let them do anything.
The feel of a finger slick with lubricant penetrating her anus had her head burrowing deeper into the towel and her hands gripping the side of the tub with her butt moving up and down. She tensed as another finger joined the one already in and felt the little bite of pain wash away to be replaced by tingling nerve endings shooting outward from that point. When she thought she could take no more, the fingers left her, to be replaced moments later by a blunt object, cool and lubricated.
“Oh, what is that?” She cried out, her voice muffled in the towel.
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