Her Twin Wilde Cowboy Masters (Wilde, Nevada 1)

Did they mean to fuck her standing up? It certainly seemed so since neither of her cowboys were moving their feet. But boy, how they were moving their fingers and yes, even their cocks, caressing her flesh. Wyatt’s cock rubbed on her bottom cheeks and Wade’s on her thigh.

Dying to be filled by her Masters, to be claimed by them completely, and yes, to come, she panted like a mad woman, primal and thirsty, oh so thirsty.

“Deep breath, slave.” Wyatt’s throaty command seared her insides, making her entire body shake.

“Yes, Master.”

“Let it out.”

She obeyed, and he shoved his cock into her ass, his hands on the back of her thighs keeping her aloft between him and Wade.

“Yes. God, Yes.”

A harsh moan came from behind her. Wyatt’s lusty moan.

“We’re not done here, pet.” Wade’s brown eyes thundered with possessive craving.

Dom experts indeed. What should’ve been difficult—being held above the floor between them and getting both their dicks into her body at the same time—they accomplished with ease. Wade sent his cock into her hungry pussy, and she felt the vibrations of her whimpers in her throat.

“Fuck, she’s ours, bro. All ours.” Wade’s thrusts into her channel hit her in the good spot. They came fast and hard, and Wyatt’s strokes in her ass mirrored them.

“Beautiful. So fucking beautiful.” Wyatt’s words came out raspy and hot.

“Perfect. You are ours, Mackenzie. Ours. Don’t forget it. Ever.” Wade’s hot groan swept over her face.

How could she? These were her cowboys, her future.

Unshed teardrops brimmed in her eyes as the pressure grew and grew. Her Doms kept filling her up, thrusting their cocks into her.

“So close.” Wade’s eyes never wavered from her but were narrowed to a slit.

“Me, too,” Wyatt breathed, his hot blast skating over her neck and back.

Then her pleasure crested, and the rush of her orgasm sent waves and waves of intense sensations through every cell in her body. Her trembles were so rapid, so forceful, so demanding, there was no possibility of keeping still. She writhed between her men, feet dangling above the ground, their cocks seated deep inside her.

Tightening on Wyatt’s cock in her anus, she clawed at Wade’s neck. The tug on her clit was overwhelming and impossibly growing and expanding even more.

Her pussy squeezed on Wade’s dick,

trying to release the burn that was reducing her to hot, lusty ashes.

“Yes. Fuck. Yes.” Wyatt thrust his cock all the way into her bottom and held it there. “Fuuuck!”

Wade’s eyes closed. A low, throaty growl left his lips, and she felt his hands tighten on her waist. Then he sent his cock into her pussy in a single powerful thrust.

She could feel their pulsing cocks inside her pussy and ass. A myriad of orgasmic sensations sizzled through her, all hot, all intense, and all unforgettable, just like her cowboys. Delicious dizziness made her feel like she was flying. Again and again, she came, and came again.

She screamed until her throat burned, and still the sensations flooded through her. Her whole body trembled so violently she wasn’t sure it would ever stop. Her Doms hadn’t given her just a multiple orgasm that was impossible for her to number. They’d given her an earth-shattering, toe-curling, heaven-moving climax she would never forget. This incredible release was her surprise.

Exhausted, she was barely aware of her cowboys carrying her out of the dungeon and to the only remaining bedroom left in the cabin.

As they lowered her to the mattress, she looked at her two Doms.

Wyatt touched her cheek. “I love you, Mackenzie. I will always love you.”

“I love you, too,” she whispered, too weary from their lovemaking to say more.

“I love you, sweetheart. Like this oaf, I will always love you.” Wade brushed the hair out of her eyes.