Her Twin Wilde Cowboy Masters (Wilde, Nevada 1)

“I like where you’re heading, bro. We’ll have our pretty sub insane with desire.”

Their depraved talk was working her into a frenzy of arousal. They’d promised to get in her head, and boy, were they delivering. But it wasn’t just her mind they had taken control of. It was also her body—head to toe. Skin. Arms. Legs. Stomach. Mouth. Tongue. Nipples. Clit. Pussy. Every inch of her was under her two Masters’ power.

She yelped when the first sharp slap of the green paddle landed on her ass with a loud thud.

She saw Wyatt out of the corner of her eyes. He was bent down, so she was certain Wade was the one who had thwacked her ass.

Wyatt touched her cheek gently, though his words were clipped. “Color, slave?”

She inhaled a gallon of air into her lungs. “Green, Master.”

Wyatt nodded. “Go, bro. She’s quite the sub, isn’t she?”

“You’ve got to stop with all the compliments, Wyatt. You’ll ruin her for us,” Wade said from behind her.

Wyatt sent her a sweet wink that made her tingly all over. “I think she’s the one who is ruining us, bro, if the truth be known.”

Wade chuckled softly. “Maybe so, but let’s keep our heads, okay? We promised to teach her. That’s what we must do.”

“Agreed.” Wyatt winked again, and she was completely undone. “Give her ten more, then we’ll get her pretty bottom plugged.”

A rain of whacks landed on her ass, one after another, each taking her to a dizzy state.

“One left,” Wade said from behind her. “What color, pet?”

She could feel wetness rolling down her inner thighs. “Green, Dom.”

She took a deep breath before Wade slapped her ass with the paddle. The last sting was a tinge harder and definitely hotter than the earlier ones had been.

The heat he ignited in her channel inflamed her. Her nipples were crushing against the rubber of the bench, making them throb like mad. Need, crushing need, unfurled like giant hungry sails inside her.

“Please, Masters. I’m dying for more. Please.”

“Now that’s begging.” Wade rubbed her back gently. “Love the sound of that on our slave’s sweet lips, don’t you?”

“You know I do, bro.” Without her realizing it, Wyatt had moved behind her. He spread her thighs, and though she tried to not fight back, her worry about the plug they meant to put inside her ass caused her to try to pull her legs back together.

“It’s okay, pet. Trust us.” Wade’s words helped to vanquish her resistance.

“Bro, keep her distracted for me.”

“Will do. You’re going to see how skilled we are in the life, sub. We are quite the Dom team.” Wade stroked her hair, and her tension backed down even as her trembles stepped up. “Don’t hold back anything from us, love. You trust us, don’t you?”

In her gut, she trusted them with everything. They loved her, most definitely. And she loved them. “Yes, Dom.”

She could feel Wyatt spread her bottom cheeks and apply lubricant to her tight opening. She got even wetter as he pushed his fingers into her constricting anus.

Wade nuzzled her neck, scraping the skin there with his teeth. “Almost there, sub. He’s getting your lovely ass ready for the plug.”

Her backside clenched tight on Wyatt’s fingers. The sting was gone, and taking its place was an urgent need.

She whimpered when she felt Wyatt’s other hand on her pussy’s swollen folds.

“Wow, she’s soaked.” Wyatt’s throaty words pushed her, though she hadn’t thought it possible, even higher and hotter.

Mac whimpered when the plug nudged against her anus, slipping past the tight ring. “Oh, God!”

“Damn, she’s killing me. I would love to roll her over and fuck her senseless right now.” Wade’s barely controlled lust for her made Mac want him even more.