Captured by Cowboys (Doms of Destiny, Colorado 1)

“I would like that, cowboy. Very much.” Her whole body stiffened. What if this was a mistake? A bad mistake? “Bryant, I’m not sure we should.”

“You’re wrong, sweetheart. We definitely should.” His tone was lusty and deep. He meant business.

How could she refuse him? She couldn’t, but more than that, she didn’t want to refuse him. Her whole body was limp in his arms.

He brought her into the bedroom and lowered her down to the soft quilt below.

“It’s not too late for us to think clearly, Bryant. We need to talk.”

“No words. I’ll talk with my hands.” His voice rumbled along the skin on her neck causing her to tremble. He unbuttoned the shirt, a man’s shirt, just one of the few she’d worn since arriving. Was it his shirt? Cody’s? Emmett’s? It didn’t matter. She wouldn’t be wearing it much longer.

His fingers parted the shirt, and her chest was exposed for him. The bra she’d been wearing when Emmett had found her had been tossed away, its tears beyond repair. His fingers traced her breasts, causing her to shiver. When his thumbs and index fingers clamped down on her nipples, she gasped.

“You like?”

The sting softened into a wave of warmth throughout her body. “Yes. It feels great, but I’m not sure we should keep heading down this path, Bryant.”

“You said it yourself, sweetheart.” Bryant slipped the oversized jeans down her legs with ease and tossed them aside. “You would’ve remembered someone by now. I can buy that you might’ve been in shock at first and forgotten this mystery man, but now, I can’t believe you wouldn’t have remembered something.”

She closed her eyes, and the image of the boy came up. No man. No husband. No boyfriend. No one. Seeing the young kid was all that was left to her. Who was he to her? Where was he? Was he okay? Frustrated tears rolled down her cheeks. “I wish I could remember anything, but I can’t.” Amber opened her eyes and saw Bryant completely stripped. If she gave in to this muscled cowboy, surrendered to him, what then? Emmett clearly didn’t have any interest in her, no matter what Bryant believed. Cody definitely did, and now she knew for certain that Bryant did, too. But that wasn’t enough. She’d learned from the first couple of days that these three brothers were meant to share a woman. It was what they’d grown up expecting. She couldn’t be the one who divided them up. No way. “I can’t do this.”

As Bryant’s hands removed the shirt completely off her, his mouth came down on hers, forcing her to see another way, another possibility. He was insistent, powerful, and so dangerous. She was falling for him, had been since waking up from her accident. In truth, she was falling for all of the Stone brothers. Bryant had a side to him she hadn’t expected. Surprising and exciting. She placed her hands on his chest, thinking she should push him away. Of course he was too strong for her to have any real physical impact, but if he could feel her resistance, she thought he might slow his sensual attack. But her hands felt his rock-solid frame, and she couldn’t push away. Instead, she enjoyed the feel of his chest under her fingertips.

It might be smart to stop, to protest, to be logical, but she couldn’t. Whatever secrets were lost to her, she wanted this—heaven forgive her—wanted to be with Bryant. She moved her hands around his thick neck and melted into his muscled frame. Bryant was powerful and demanding, but his mouth was gentle and teasing. His tongue slipped across her lips, causing a new set of shivers to ignite inside her. Parting her mouth, she welcomed his tongue. With no memories left to her, this felt like her very first kiss. A real kiss. A kiss for the ages. Bryant was in charge, tugging on her hair ever so slightly. Instinctively, she felt her whole body soften against him. Surrendering to him came so natural to her.

He deepened their kiss, which enkindled sensations zipping like a thousand hummingbirds darting here and there inside her. As he continued claiming her mouth as his, his hands gently massaged her breasts. She knew letting his will mingle with her want, her thirst, her desire, was going to end badly. Once her past life came back to claim her, all she would have left of him would be the image of his face to haunt her for the rest of her days. His face and his brothers’.

He moved his thick, manly lips off her mouth and to her neck, making her tingle violently.

Somehow, she found a shred of logic inside her to latch onto. It wasn’t right to go on. He deserved better from her. “Bryant?”

“You’re in your head, aren’t you, love? Thinking too much, I bet.” His words came out in long, deep syllables, making her shiver with every masculine, demanding inflection.

“What if I can’t give you what you want?”

“What do you mean?”

Then it hit her like a brick between the eyes. “What if I’m a virgin?” She didn’t know.

Bryant stopped caressing her breast. He leaned up and looked at her directly in the eye. “I hadn’t thought of that.”

She’d hit a nerve in him. “Neither had I, but what if it’s true?”

What happened next shocked her. Instead of a frown, the broadest smile came across his handsome face. “That would please me more than you can imagine, Amber. It would mean you are most certainly unattached.”

“I can’t remember ever having sex, Bryant. What if I don’t know how to please you?” Her pulse was pounding hard and fast.

“We’ll take things slow, love.” He cupped her breasts again with his big hands. “All you have to do is let me take the reins. Your pleasure is my pleasure. I’ll know if you’re a virgin or not. Either way, I want you. I’ve wanted you since I first saw you. Once we headed down this path, I had no plans on this being a quickie. Now that I have you where I want you—under me—I’m going to make this last a very long time. Knowing that this might be your first time, I will go especially slow. Stop fighting me. You’re mine. Here. Now. Mine.”

Without her memories, this felt like her first time. How could she know? The wall kept her from her past, and for now, she was glad of it. “Yes. I’m yours.”

“You’re my sweet virgin princess. Exploring every inch of you will be such a thrill.” He once again kneaded her breasts, causing her nipples to jut out. “I’m going to suck on your gorgeous tits until you are clawing my back.” He pinched her nipples, delivering a sweet sting. “I’ll dine on your beautiful breasts for as long as I like and you will let me. Understand?”

She nodded, feeling her will give way to him. This side of the quiet Stone brother was something she hadn’t expected, but his demands were reaching into her and melting all her impediments, her defiance, her resistance. Even with the butterflies in her belly fluttering wildly, she couldn’t stonewall him any longer. He wanted her, and God help her, she wanted him. Whatever her past, she was swamped with desire.

His mouth came down on her breast and he sucked hard, clamping down on her tip with his teeth every so often. The delicious pain reached down into her pussy, enhancing her sensations, elevating her to another state, a state of dizziness and desire. She squirmed under his assault as liquid seeped out of her pussy.

“Fuck, I could suck on your nipples from sunup to sundown and all through the night. You’re perfection, Amber.”