Spurred (Steele Ranch 1)

15

KADY

I wasn’t spontaneous. Anyone who knew me in Philadelphia would agree to that. But ever since I’d stepped foot in Montana, I was a new person. I’d fallen in love with two men. Immediately. I went from being indifferent about a baby to wanting one immediately. I’d gotten engaged. Engaged!

I hadn’t debated, questioned, pondered or any other Scrabble word for it. I went with my gut, and more importantly, my heart. And now I had a ring on my finger and two men stripping me bare.

“I love this little patch of red hair,” Riley murmured, as he knelt at my feet and kissed right on my landing strip. My clit, just below his lips, tingled and throbbed, eager to be next. The hands I had on his shoulders moved to his hair and I guided him that way. I saw his ring on my finger, knew this wasn’t just a wild romp. It never had been. Not even that first night on the porch. This was forever. I heard Cord’s clothes fall to the floor, his belt clinking as it landed.

“Want something?” Riley asked, a teasing lilt to his voice.

“Your mouth,” I murmured, looking down into his pale eyes.

Cord went around behind me, sat on the edge of the bed and reached his hands around to cup my breasts. I was surrounded by men. Just as they said I would be. Soon, I’d have their cocks inside me. Until then, I’d feel empty.

“Where?” Riley continued.

I whimpered as he placed another kiss, this time to the inside of my thigh, making me step wider.

“My clit,” I breathed.

As soon as Riley stopped teasing me and put his mouth right where I wanted, Cord took my nipples between his fingers and tugged, pinched and played. The combination had my eyes falling closed, my mind going blank. I felt Cord’s lips kiss up and down my spine, Riley’s mouth hot and wet, learning every inch of my pussy.

Everything about Beth just went away. Not completely, for what had happened couldn’t be forgotten, but I’d realized all I could do was love her. Nothing more. And that I could do, no matter her choices.

And so it was time to move on with my life, and that meant, at least for the rest of the night, to get well-fucked by my men. When Riley slipped a finger inside of me, curled it perfectly over my g-spot, I came on a breathy cry. Just like that.

“God, I’ve never been like this before.”

Riley slipped his finger from me, sucked it clean. As he did so, he glanced up at me, eyes hooded, mouth glistening with my arousal. “Like what?” he asked when he licked his lips.

“Been so easy to come. It was like, what, thirty seconds?”

Cord pulled me back so I sat on his lap, my legs settled over his. I could feel the soft hairs of his chest against my sweaty back.

“Sweetness, you were meant for us. We know your body, know what it needs, what makes you hot.” His hand went around my waist and as he widened his own legs, mine parted so I was completely exposed. His hand slid between my parted thighs and over my slick—and sensitive—folds and one blunt finger slid deep. “What makes you come. My turn.”

He moved his hand gently, the heel of it rubbing over my clit, so sensitive from Riley’s mouth. Riley was still on his knees, watching. “I can see how you take Cord’s finger nice and deep. Soon that’s going to be my cock.”

Riley stood, but didn’t shift his gaze as he stripped. I kept my eyes open, watched his hard, muscled body be exposed one inch at a time. And his cock, when it bobbed toward me, it was eager and ready, the broad head dripping pre-cum as if it couldn’t hold off a second longer.

“That’s right, sweetness. See that? Riley’s balls are so full of cum they can’t hold it all. Take him in your mouth. Suck him down.”

I licked my lips at the idea of feeling that hard length deep in my mouth, feel the heat of it, taste it. Riley stepped closer, gripping the base in a fist and put the crown gently at my lips.

Opening my mouth, I took him in, swirled my tongue over the head, licking it clean. His salty tang made my mouth water for more. I moaned when Cord began finger fucking me again.

While I tried my best, I couldn’t focus on doing a good job sucking Riley down because Cord took me right to the brink, then over. I cried out around the thick feel of the cock in my mouth.

Riley stepped back abruptly, his hand settled on the top of my head and pulling my mouth off of him. “Fuck, Kady, that was incredible, but I want my cum deep in your pussy.”

“Get me the lube,” Cord said.

Riley walked to the dresser, grabbed the small flip top container from the top drawer and brought it back. His cock was a dark plum now and shiny from my mouth, the vein that ran up the length pulsing. Beneath, his balls hung large and heavy, an obvious sign of his virility, the amount of cum I knew would soon be filling me. Overflowing out around him and down my thighs.

I heard the lid open on the lube, the squirting sound of Cord putting some on his fingers just before I felt them at my back entrance. The way I was seated on his lap, I was wide open for him, even there.

“Scoot forward. Good girl. Yes. Let my finger in. Breathe. Just like that. Oh, feel that?”