Submitting to Two Doms (Cowboy Doms 5)

“Yes. I left Otis and Silas at the creek. They invited me to share their catches for dinner at their cabin, but I declined, hoping you had something in mind.” She hadn’t shied away from letting them know what she wanted and saw no reason to do so now. The slow curl to both men’s lips warmed her from the inside out.

“Mary left a casserole and it’s heating up now.” Devin opened the door and pressed a hand against her butt to usher her inside. “I’ll get it out of the oven while you get out of your clothes.”

Stumbling to a stop inside the foyer, Kelsey gaped at him as Greg’s hand tightened around hers. “You expect me to eat naked?”

“Yes. Got a problem with that?” Greg asked, the amusement in his tone curling her toes.

Her surprise changed to a familiar, illicit thrill and she shook her head with a wry grin. “Nope.”

“Told you.” Devin smirked at Greg before strolling into the kitchen.

Under Greg’s watchful eye, she stripped off her jeans and top. “Be a good girl and go put your clothes in your room. But hurry, I’m hungry.”

That was the start of the strangest, but most exhilarating evening she’d spent with them. They sat opposite her at the kitchen table, asking her what she’d like to do before she left Friday morning while her nipples puckered into tight, almost painful pinpoints under their heated gazes. At the mention of the McAllisters’ arrival to take her home, her mood dropped from ecstatic to depressed. She should be happy her ordeal was finally over and she would be back in her own apartment by the weekend, right? The desperate clutch around her heart had to be because she would miss her cowboys. Home was where she wanted to be and within a few weeks, her time here would slip to the back of her mind with the other fond memories she’d kept of her previous relationships. Only none of those men had ever looked at her with such intense, focused gazes; had never put her needs or her safety above theirs and had never pulled such exalting orgasms from her.

“Eat and tell me what made you look so sad all of a sudden.” Devin pointed his fork at her plate where she’d been toying with the creamy pasta bake.

“It’s a little difficult to concentrate on eating while naked in front of two, fully clothed men,” she retorted, uneasy with their probing question. It wouldn’t do to let them know she would be sad to leave them. She didn’t doubt they would forget her as soon as they returned to their club and took up with someone else.

“Yet you didn’t hesitate to obey our instructions,” Greg pointed out with a lift of one brow.

Kelsey could concentrate better when they wore their hats and she couldn’t look directly into their eyes. “Yeah, well, it’s been a long four days since we went to the club.”

“Poor baby,” Devin mocked. “Finish eating and we’ll be happy to pick up where we left off last weekend.”

That remark perked her up and she downed the delicious meal in minutes, flushing when both men grinned at her obvious enthusiasm. She was going home soon. What did she care what they thought? After taking the last swallow of tea, she rose and carried her dishes to the dishwasher, her butt clenching as she felt their eyes on her. Her pussy dampened even more, and she squeezed her inner muscles in an effort to hold the betraying juices inside. When she turned and they came toward her, she gave up the battle to hide her arousal. Let them see what their hot looks did to her so they would get on with doing something about it.

But as they steered her to the den instead of the bedroom and settled her between them on the sofa, Kelsey feared they planned another delay. Devin clicked on the television and her favorite movie started rolling. Who didn’t love Indiana Jones? Right now, she didn’t if watching it meant sitting here for two hours without… oh!

Greg’s deep chuckle rumbled in her ear as he pinched one nipple and Devin scraped his nail over the other one. “You watch while we play.”

“But… ow!” Kelsey tried shifting away from the stinging burn covering her tender folds, complements of Devin’s slap, but his cupped hand prevented her from moving.

“Be quiet unless you need to use a safeword.” He pressed against her aching flesh.

A silent huff lodged in her throat as they got busy with their hands and mouths, bringing her to the very edge of orgasm several times only to pull back before she could go over. Frustration pulled curses from her as they thwarted every movement that would get her what she craved. Her nipples throbbed from the sharp tugs and pinches, her abdomen quivered from the brush of calloused fingertips and when they draped her legs over their thighs, spreading her wide, her pussy spasmed, swelled and slickened around their pumping fingers. She glanced down and shivered seeing their dark hands against her pale skin, their fingers pushing side-by-side inside her pussy.

Kelsey closed her eyes and leaned her head back, the boisterous movie theatrics and her pitiful mewls the only sounds in the room as she clutched their thick forearms in a desperate attempt to anchor herself against the rising tide of sensation.

When the small contractions signaling an impending climax began for the third time and were cut off once again, her eyes flew open and she wrestled out of their hold. She sprang up with a demand of her own. “Now.” Pivoting on her toes, she stomped down the hall.

“I guess that was mean, wasn’t it?” Greg pulled his shirt over his head and followed Kelsey.

“Yeah, but in a fun way. I’m still going to let her know who’s calling the shots,” Devin replied as he followed him.

Kelsey lay propped up on the bed with her hands on her breasts when they walked in, their wide, sun-bronzed, naked chests drawing her eyes. Without a word, they shucked their jeans and boots and settled on each side of her. They cut off a ripple of relief as Greg rolled her toward him and Devin swatted her butt twice before they maneuvered her the other way for him to deliver two smacks, the slaps hard enough to jolt her with stinging pain and wring a cry from her.

“Last time, baby,” Devin growled, pushing her on her back and leaning over. “Don’t open your mouth unless it’s to use a safeword, welcome our tongue or to suck on dick. Got it?”

“I thought I couldn’t… mmmph…” He cut off her smiling retort with his mouth and she didn’t need to be told twice to open for the intrusion of his sweeping tongue.

And then they went all Dom on her and drove her insane with lust. They each shackled a wrist above her head and pinned her restless legs apart with their heavy thighs. The room spun and lights exploded behind her eyes with the first thrust of fingers inside her pussy and anus accompanied by the dual suction of their hot mouths on her breasts. They rendered her unable to move and left her no choice but to lie between them and quake with the onslaught of pleasure. Bulging muscles pressed against her softer body, their size emphasizing her much smaller stature, turning her on even more. She was still riding the waves undulating through her body when they pulled back, and she gasped the first word that came to mind. “More.”

Devin shook his head as he turned her toward him and she came into full frontal contact with all of that hard, warm flesh. “What have I told you about being careful of what you want? Put your leg over my hip.” Instead of waiting for her to obey, he lifted her leg himself, draping her calf and foot over his lower back.

The position pressed her slick labia against the hot thickness of his rigid cock. She tried to maneuver up enough to take him in, but he stopped her with a blistering blow on her right cheek and then pulled that globe open for Greg to prod his latex covered cock head against before he slid slick fingers inside her. “We have more, little bit,” Greg said as he pulled his greased fingers from her butt. “Deep breath.”

Burying her face in Devin’s shoulder, she inhaled and held it as he breached her tight resistance with a painful push. She shook, bit her lip and waited until she’d adjusted to the stretch and burn. Her tense muscles slowly relaxed and she breathed easier.