A Match Made in Wilde (Wilde, Nevada Beginnings 2)

“In good time, sweetheart,” Grant said in a tone that let her know he was in charge, not her. “But first, we have other plans for you.”

He picked her up and put her back on the bed. He and Greg crawled in next to her again.

“You’ve had your fun.” Greg pinched her nipple lightly, which gave her a tingle. “Now it’s our turn.”

He began sucking on her breasts, and Grant kissed her again, swallowing her moans of delight.

Grant turned her to face Greg and started kissing down her back. She felt so warm and fuzzy as they caressed her into a state of utter abandon.

Grant started massaging her ass, and her temperature rose. When he started licking her backside intimately, she felt the familiar pressure shoot up inside her.

Greg continued teasing her nipples with his wicked mouth, causing them to tighten and ache deliciously. His hand trailed down her body until it reached her pussy. When he pressed on her clit, she moaned. Wet with passion, she clawed at his back.

She felt Grant apply lubricant to her anus, which drove her crazy. She knew he meant to claim her there. Greg sent a finger into her damp pussy. He was going to send his cock there, his act of possession of her.

They’re both going to take me at the same time. That thought thrilled her beyond belief. They’d each made love to her with their mouths, but now she needed them, needed them inside her body.

“Guys, I want you now. Please.”

“Whatever our girl wants is what we want.” Grant kissed her in the small of her back.

Greg rolled over, pulling her on top of him. She felt his hard cock enter her pussy, filling her body. Every inch he took stretched her insides.

Grant got on top of her until the head of his cock was pressing on her anus. “Take a deep breath, sweetheart.”

She filled her lungs up and then let it out slowly.

He sent his dick into her ass. At first, she felt a sting, but it quickly faded, leaving her with the most intense hunger she’d ever felt before.

“You feel so good.” Grant kissed her neck.

“So very good.” Greg pressed his mouth to hers.

“Oh God, you both feel so good inside me, too.”

They began thrusting into her body, faster and faster, deeper and deeper. She could feel the pressure reaching her limit. Holding back much longer was not going to be possible.

Being between them, between her men, felt so wonderful, so right. This is where I belong. I love them so much.

And then all the pent-up pressure inside her exploded into a ball of electric sensations that shot throughout her body, along every nerve, over her skin—everywhere. She’d never experienced such an all-consuming orgasm before. They’d given her so much already, but now, she knew she was completely theirs. Now and forever.

She could feel them both come inside her body, which only added to her euphoria. I’m theirs.

After several shallow breaths, they all rolled onto their backs. Greg and Grant came up on their elbows and gazed at her with love in their eyes.

Vibrating, she confessed to them, “I’m so in love with both of you. I never imagined something like this would ever happen to me.”

“Neither did we,” Grant said, stroking her hair. “But I’m so glad it did. I love you, baby.”

“I love you, too.”

“I wish there was another word for the way I feel, because it seems stronger than just love.” Greg kissed her lightly on the lips. “Just know I love you with my whole being.”

“I love you with my whole being, too. When I came to Wilde, I wasn’t looking for love. But here I am with the two most wonderful men I’ve ever known in my entire life, deeply in love with them.”

Chapter Fifteen

Grant rode his horse over to the fence that separated the Strong Ranch from the Wilde Ranch. On the other side of the fence, Uncle Jack sat atop his favorite steed, a black mustang he’d gotten from Montana.