Her Twin Wilde Cowboy Masters (Wilde, Nevada 1)

As she succumbed to her first orgasm, Mackenzie shook against his mouth like an earthquake, clawing her fingernails into his shoulders.

Coming back up on his feet, Wade looked at Mackenzie. Her flushed skin over her whole body pooled brightest in her gorgeous face, especially her cheeks. Though he’d tasted her, he still had yet to enjoy the feel of her pussy on his dick. He knew that would be delicious, but something at the back of his mind hesitated. Why? Because he sensed once he sampled her body fully, connected physically in the most intimate of ways, everything for him would change. He’d enjoyed fucking his entire life and was good at it to boot. But what he and Mackenzie were creating together was something more, something he’d never experienced before. If he took the plunge, took the risk, his world would never be the same. But still he couldn’t stop touching her. The risk was immense. Even his brother might be lost to him in the fallout, but his hunger would not be quieted.

She wrecked him, capturing every particle, every thought, every speck of him like a powerful magnet. Escape was not possible. His willpower disintegrated as he inhaled her essence. Desire pushed him below the surface of his civilized exterior, to the place of instinct and lust. He placed her on the bed and took off his clothes in a flash.

“Should we stop?” she asked in a soft tone. “It’s not too late.”

I’m too much in my own head, and she’s picking up on that. What am I? I’m a man. Time to start acting like one.

He shook his head. “Never.” Tossing his doubts to the side, he embraced his hunger utterly. “You’re mine, doll. Mine. Got it?”

“For tonight, yes. I’m yours.”

He thought about correcting her—that she was his beyond this evening. His job was to convince her to surrender to him. This moment was only the beginning. He’d never considered a tomorrow before, but he knew that with her, with Mackenzie, he wanted not only tomorrow but also forever. Insane? Yes. But true.

The desire to be inside her was more than he could resist.

Like a predator, he crawled onto the bed next to her. Her shivers sent him deeper, to new levels of passion he’d never known before. He hoped that she, though an outsider, would come around to the Wilde way of life and accept what he and his brother had believed would one day be their future—one of sharing and loving the same woman. But if she couldn’t, he would make the choice he’d never known he was even capable of—leaving his brother, his twin, his best friend behind.

Chapter Seven

Mac continued to shiver uncontrollably from the ebbing climax Wade had given her just using his mouth. It was normally difficult for her to reach an orgasm. She could usually only do it through masturbation. Her previous experiences were nice, not like with Wade. “Nice” definitely didn’t describe what she was feeling. The pleasures she was feeling, provided by this cowboy, weren’t little ripples gently rolling through her body. No, these were massive explosions.

“God, your neck i

s delicious,” Wade said, nibbling on her flesh. “Ready for more, sweetheart?”

She wasn’t sure, but in a daze nodded that she was.

His cock was erect and pressed against her thigh. She’d played a game with him and Wyatt since meeting them at the diner two months ago. Flirting was fun. Did they think she was more experienced in the bedroom than she was? Likely. It was part of the tools she used in her job. Seduction had benefits. Knowing when to turn and run was critical, too. But she hadn’t turned anything off. In fact, she’d allowed herself to get sucked into the whirlpool of the fantasy. Now it was real. Now she was here in one of the sexy twins’ arms. What if she disappointed him once they moved to intercourse? What if her lack of skill turned him off? Enjoying fantasies was one thing. Acting them out was something else entirely. This could become a complete disaster.

“Wade, I’m a little rusty at this.” It wasn’t too late to exit, but she wanted him too badly to leave. He’d awakened something inside her that thirsted for more, for him to take her utterly. “Do you have protection?”

“I do, doll.” He held up an empty foil packet. “I already took care of it. There are two more of these in the front pocket of my Levi’s.”

Her jaw dropped. “You think we’ll need them?”

“No worries. There are also more in my nightstand.”

A red-hot sea of want boiled inside her. “I don’t know about that, cowboy.”

Wade massaged her breasts. Her stomach flip-flopped. “Let me run this, Mackenzie. You just enjoy the ride, okay?”

Her body was still buzzing. “I’m ready, Mister Conductor.”

“A train reference? Nice.” He grinned the sexiest grin she’d ever seen. “I love trains.”

“Me, too.” How odd that they would have that in common. What other connections might they find?

“All aboard?”

His muscled, fortresslike body surrounded her. She smiled. With them, she felt utterly protected.

“I want more of your pussy,” he said as he repositioned himself until his head was back between her legs.

Want shot up inside her at his admission. Her need intensified as he flicked his tongue on her clit. Oh yeah, I want more. Want him.

Wade tongued her into delirium and then backed away.