Running Wilde (The Brothers of Wilde, Nevada 3)

Chapter One

Blinded, chained, and naked, Jessie Greene felt a cool breeze hit her flesh, inciting a shiver to roll through her body.

The blindfold kept her from seeing the sunset and her captors—two lust-filled men. The chains kept her from getting her clothes and running away. Never had she felt so vulnerable and anxious. Her heartbeats thudded like runaway mustangs in her chest, and sweat layered her skin like a silk sheet.

“Are you sure about this, angel?” An image of the speaker materialized in her mind, delivering his six foot four inches of cowboy hotness and rock-solid body, wavy blond hair, and big hazel eyes. Phoenix Wilde. Immense desire for him quaked through her entire being. Since her first night in Wilde, Nevada, her feelings for him and his brother Jackson continued to grow.

This was her second time to be restrained by one of this tree’s branches, and she loved every part of it. “I am. I want this.”

Calloused hands lifted her chin. Dallas Wilde’s hands.

She’d met the sun-soaked, robust hunk the same night she’d met his brothers Phoenix and Jackson. Of all the Wilde brothers, Dallas most reminded her of a modern-day John Wayne with his signature white hat. Nearly as tall as Phoenix, his massive muscles always bulged deliciously. His cleft chin, sexy lips, and twinkling green eyes combined together to create a very handsome face. Where Phoenix looked like a Greek god cowboy, Dallas had the rugged good looks that both drew a woman close but also brought on uncontrollable trembles. Jessie was certain that a seductive danger lived just under his surface.

“Love, we know your safe word. You remember it?” Dallas’s voice was ladled with cravings, making her legs noodle-like.

Alaska. She nodded. They’d all decided on that word during their first and only threesome together. Once spoken by her, the guys promised to stop whatever they were doing. All pressure would be off. She could process why they’d pushed her too far. Once she was ready, they could all talk about it.

“Jessie, we can stop this right now. Just say the word.” Phoenix threaded her hair with his fingers.

“Look at her, bro. She wants this. Her skin is flushed. She’s chewing on her lower lip.”

“I can see that.”

At first, she’d wondered if letting Dallas join in again with her and Phoenix might be cheating. But then she’d reconsidered that if Phoenix wanted this for her, then so did she. She’d rationalized that Dallas would merely be there to assist them in sexual experimentation, and nothing more. Besides, it couldn’t be cheating if Phoenix was there, too.

“And she’s hot to the touch.” Dallas released her chin, moved around her, and cupped her ass. “I, for one, can’t get enough of her body and especially her pretty little pussy.” To her, he seemed the most truthful and open of the brothers.

She felt Dallas reach around her and cover her mound with his other hand. As her pussy’s tears soaked the cowboy’s fingers, he pulled her into his naked body. His massive cock pressed against her bottom, and she squirmed with delight.

“Me either.” Phoenix kissed her cheek. God, she hoped they would remove the blindfold so she could drink in his male beauty.

“Exactly. We’re both hot fo

r her, and she’s hot for us. Let’s give her something that she’ll never forget.”

Phoenix said, “She’s fucking unbelievable, but I don’t want to push her too fast.” The barely tethered passion she heard in his voice undid her.

“She’s already told us that she wants this. You and I want this, too.” Dallas’s irritation was obvious. “So why do you keep asking her the same question over and over, bro?”

“You know more about this than I do, but Jessie isn’t a trained sub. Not by a long shot. I keep asking because this is only her second time at BDSM.”

This was the same place where she’d made some discoveries a few days ago about herself, including how much she liked being dominated sexually. If this was some kind of initiation, then she was ready to prove to Phoenix she could run the gambit. Well, at least I’m willing to give it my best shot.

“Her inexperience is not a reason to not go through with this, Phoenix. Actually, it’s the very reason we should. Right now, we can help her uncover more about herself and what gives her pleasure. Isn’t that what you want?”

“Yes. Of course.” Phoenix continued, “But you pressured her to come here and try this out again. I need to make sure this is what she really desires.”

“I did not pressure her.” Dallas’s voice held an edge. “She’s told you that she wants to be here. Fuck. Get over yourself.”

Phoenix didn’t argue the point. “Though she jumped at the idea, she’s still very inexperienced. She may think she’s into being dominated, but who knows? Besides, why are we rushing her?”

None of this line of talk surprised Jessie. Initially, Phoenix had seemed hot for Dallas’s wicked suggestion. When she’d hesitated, he’d instantly cooled to it. In truth, she’d wanted to go back to the tree where they’d shared her before, but hadn’t said so at first. After Jessie had silently worked out in her mind that doing so would not be cheating, she’d prodded and pleaded until Phoenix had finally warmed back up to the plan. Before he could change his mind, she’d pulled him out the door and to his truck. Dallas had taken his own truck to get some things he said they would need and had joined them only ten minutes after they’d arrived at the tree.

She longed for their combined control to take her to a place where her thoughts and actions conformed to their will. That first time at the tree she’d felt her thoughts and worries settle back, and she’d experienced incredible pleasure. She craved for them to give her that again. But was it even possible for her this time?

“I thought everyone agreed that—” Dallas abruptly stopped talking.

Jessie wondered why. Was he hiding something from her? Was Phoenix, too? If yes, what could it be? She listened to them walk several paces away from her, and her curiosity grew.

Phoenix and Dallas talked in hushed tones where she couldn’t discern what they were saying to each other. Damn. Shortly, the brothers returned.

Though she’d tiptoed into dreamy anticipation the moment they’d arrived at the tree, now her thoughts jerked her back from the subspace. What were they keeping from her?

“Agreed to what, Dallas?” Jessie’s mind spun. “Who is everyone?”

One of them pinched her nipples hard. “Ohh.” Doubtless, the one was Dallas.

“Do you know why I did that, love?” Like before, Dallas would guide her on this track of dominance and submission play. Of the two cowboys, he seemed the most experienced in the protocols.

“No. I don’t know.”

Dallas tweaked her nipples again. “Think, love. How were you responding to us the first time here?”

“Oh, yeah... I mean, yes, Sir. I am supposed to always answer with Sir, Sir.”

The tweaking stopped, and she felt the flat of Dallas’s tongue on her peaking breasts’ tips. “That’s our girl. Also, you are free to talk, but be polite. Don’t interrupt or needle. Tonight isn’t about anything but pleasure. So we want to hear you and what you’re feeling. I know that you’re not ready for a gag yet. Understand?”

A gag? Her nerves and curiosity sprung to life. Maybe Phoenix was right. She needed to take this a little slower. Sure, she’d enjoyed her first venture into BDSM, but perhaps that was only a toe-in-the-water lesson. Tonight might be a crash course. She trembled at the thought. “Yes, Sir.”

“Ready, angel?” Phoenix’s tone had changed. He was on board. She wondered what Dallas could’ve said that had him turned around completely.

Whatever it was, she was glad. “Yes, Sir.”

Dallas took the blindfold off. “Love, how are you doing?”

The sun’s last rays hit her eyes, and she blinked. The snowcapped mountains glistened white while the lower slopes were turning a deep purple as day turned to night. She could see for miles, and not a soul was in sight, save for her and these two cowboys. By her naked feet was Dallas’s suitcase that held a variety of adult toys. His face was inches from hers, and he looked serious, formidable, and so very hot.