Her Three Wilde Champion Men (Wilde, Nevada 2)

She wrapped her arms around his shoulders. “I do trust you, Brandon.”

“Court is in session.” Holding her gave him a big dose of pride and pleasure. “Let’s take this to the bedroom.”

“Yes, your honor.”

He smiled, enjoying the feel of her shivering body. “You be the judge, not me. I’m sure I’ll get the verdict that will please both of us.”

Chapter Fifteen

Shelby leaned her head against Brandon’s shoulder. As he carried her into the cabin, the craziness of the past couple of days faded to the back of her mind, replaced by a sense of being desired and small and feminine. She loved the feeling but wondered if this was just another step toward something impossible, something that would leave her heart ripped apart. Though she knew a better choice to avoid the pending disaster would be to ask him to put her down right now, she couldn’t bring herself to do it. Deep down she’d been longing for him to take her just this way.

When they got to the bedroom, he lowered her down on the mattress. Looking up at his gorgeous, lusty eyes, Shelby knew she would surrender completely to him, give him anything he desired even though she was scared for her heart.

Brandon and his brothers had awakened feelings within her that she’d never had before—not with anyone.

As he stood there above her, looking Dom-ish in so many ways, her nipples hardened and a new

hope sprung up inside her. Could she have it all? Have her dream of being with the Champions? All of them? She’d doubted that would ever happen despite Justin’s openness to it. Her doubts were founded in history. She was from Wilde. They were from Elko. To them, she was a girl from the wrong side of the tracks. To her, they were sexy as hell but impossible to build a future with, at least the future she’d wanted her whole life. Poly didn’t fit with Elko men, but it certainly did for Wilde women like her.

Even so, she wanted to go through with this, with him, to enjoy every caress he had to offer. It was selfish of her but she wanted to remember what happened tonight for the rest of her life.

With every lusty glance from Brandon, she felt another hot tingle in her pussy. She was getting wet and there wasn’t a damn thing she could do about it.

Seeing him this way, with his guard down, left her panting. He’d kept her at arm’s length, and she imagined that was how he operated with most people except his brothers and dad. Brandon needed to be in control. God knew he was in control right now, in control of her. Her need for him was down deep in her very bones. He’d confessed his own need to her through wicked kisses and gentle caresses. She imagined him wearing leathers in place of denim. He certainly had the Dom look right now, standing over her.

He stared at her pussy, which was still covered by her damp underwear. “Take your panties off for me,” he demanded.

Her heart skipped several beats. Brandon’s Dom similarities went beyond his look. It went all the way to how he was treating her right now.

“Yes, Sir.” She doubted he knew anything about protocols, but that didn’t have to stop her from assuming her normal state of being. A submissive.

One of his brows arched up for a moment. When she shoved her panties off and folded them neatly beside her, as she believed any good Dom would want her to, his eyes narrowed and his jaw dropped.

“You shave your pussy. I like it.”

Knowing that all three Champions liked her bareness excited her. She felt a shiver roll over her skin despite the warmth of the room, the warmth of her own body, the heat of this moment with Brandon. She wanted to ask him to take his clothes off because that would be fair. She was naked. He needed to be, too. But whether he knew it or not, she was in a complete state of submission. Asking him to strip, Dom or not, just wasn’t something she could do. But she did venture a little naughtiness and pinched her nipples, hoping it would incite him to pounce.

He licked his manly lips and a hot, delicious madness took her over. She felt a little tingle grow in her belly, looking up at him.

“Fuck, you’re too much, Shelby. Hot as hell.” His fingers went to the buttons of his shirt but his eyes never left her body. “I’ve wanted this since I first saw you at the ground breaking ceremony.”

“You did?” She hadn’t realized he’d taken any notice of her then.

He tossed his shirt to the floor. His chest was tanned and perfectly muscled. His abs were like a god’s, ripped to the max. “At the diner when I became your attorney it took all my will to keep from throwing you over my shoulder and taking you up here to the cabin to get what I wanted.” He sat on the bed and kicked off his boots and removed his socks.

She even found his feet sexy, which was quite odd for her, never feeling that way about any other man’s.

He stood up to remove his jeans. She couldn’t help herself. “May I help you with that?”

“You’re damn right you can, sweetheart.” Brandon smiled, pulling a condom package out of his front pocket, letting her know his full intoxicating intentions for her for tonight. “Knock yourself out.”

“Yes, Sir,” she said again, feeling light and dizzy and hot. She swung her legs off the bed and knelt down in front of him. With shaky hands on the fly of his jeans, she felt him stroke her hair with his thick fingers. As she parted his fly, she saw that unlike Justin, Brandon wore underwear, white briefs. It fit his by-the-rules manner perfectly. She slid his jeans down. When they came to his ankles, Brandon kicked them off. God, this was like a dream, a wonderfully wicked dream that was leaving her soaked and vibrating.

You’re my Dom. I want to feel you more than anything. I want to be connected, really connected to you. I want to please you. Those words never left her lips. Brandon wouldn’t understand them. But he might understand, “I’m falling for you, counselor. I’m falling hard.”

“Me, too, my sweet client. Me, too.” Her heart swelled wonderfully in her chest as he looked down at her with his dark eyes.

She tugged his briefs down and his thick, ten-inch cock stood straight up in front of her. Without waiting for his command, she leaned forward and kissed the tip of his dick. Her lips tasted his silky saltiness, a precursor of more things to come. She grabbed onto his muscled thighs and licked the entire length of his shaft.