Wrangled (Steele Ranch 2)

It was time. I moved toward her, slid my coated fingers over her. It was time for her to bring us together as one. The one person who could make us a family.

Our Kitten.

JAMISON

I wasn’t sure if I was going to last. Being inside Kitten, having her ride my dick, using it for her own pleasure had pre-cum coming out in little spurts. It was as if there was too much cum in my balls and I had to get some of it out. She was so fucking wet, she needed none of it to get her slick to take all of me. Nope, she slid right down in one quick slide.

The way she’d handled her mother had made my dick hard. Insane, really, but it had. She was smart, a fucking ball buster and gorgeous as hell. I was so proud of her, so insanely in love with her, I was losing my mind. And seeing our rings on her fingers was my undoing. She belonged to us. No legal document was needed. Just her words, her love. The rings a physical proof. My dick buried deep another one. And soon, Boone would join me in her. We’d prove to her she was everything, the center of our world.

I gripped one curvy hip and lush tit, cupped it, kneaded it as she moved.

The sound of the flip top on the lube made me thank every god out there. And when Boone leaned in and began to get her ass all ready for him, she stilled, leaned forward. I took that opportunity to lift my head and take a nipple back into my mouth, suck on it. Hard. Hard enough that it made her walls rhythmically pulse around me.

Sweat beaded my brow. She barely moved, just circled her hips. I was going to die. Killed not from Kitten’s claws, but by her sweet pussy.

She groaned, her eyes widening as she relaxed her neck, her head dropping and her silky hair falling in a curtain around us. I knew Boone was working her, carefully opening her up with more than just a finger. Two, possibly even three.

“You’re going to come, Kitten, just from this. From Boone opening that ass up and you riding my dick. And while you’re coming, Boone’s going to fill you right up. You’ll have both of us, nice and deep.”

I kept my words low, even. Crooning promises. I dropped both my hands to her hips as I widened my knees, parted her for Boone.

I took over, lifting and lowering her as I rocked my hips up, fucking her in shallow strokes, getting Boone’s fingers to go even deeper. I could feel him through the thin membrane that separated us.

Kitten’s eyes fell closed and her whole body softened, giving herself over to us. I met Boone’s gaze over her shoulder. He was barely hanging on. He gave a nod and I thrust a little deeper, grit my teeth at the exquisite feel of it. The feel of her. “So beautiful, that’s it. Come.”

17

PENNY

I was mindless. Boneless. I felt their hands, their dicks, the bliss. I heard their words, their praise. But I was lost to the pleasure. I’d come riding one of them before. Several times. But as I came all over Jamison, Boone had pressed into my bottom, the broad head stretching me wide, wider, even wider still until it silently popped in. That stretch, the burn of it only added to the orgasm and it just went on and on.

I was so full, completely surrounded by them. I dropped onto Jamison’s chest; my arms couldn’t hold me up any longer. I panted into the crook of his neck, breathed in his manly scent, tasted the salt of his sweat. His chest hair tickled my sensitive breasts as lower…lower they ruled me.

My pussy was rippling and milking Jamison’s dick as Boone pressed in, pulled back, the nerve endings that I hadn’t even known I had flared to life.

“Look at you take us both. Such a good girl,” Boone murmured. I felt his fingertips slide down my back as he rocked into me a little more. I was slick, so slick from all the lube. I felt a trickle of it now and then as he added more, ensuring I could take all of him.

Jamison shifted his hips, thrust up and I moaned. He hadn’t come. Only stilled as I recovered.

“We’re not done, Kitten,” he breathed as he kissed my hair.

I groaned, squeezed them both.

Boone gave my bottom a little swat. “She knows how to make us come.”

I grinned, kissed Jamison’s neck. His words revived me, made me feel powerful.

Both their cocks were in me. I felt the press of Boone’s hips against my bottom and I knew he was all the way in.

It was almost too much. Jamison’s hands came to my arms and he pushed me up, held me there so I was wedged between them and completely at their mercy.

“Ready, Kitten?”

I nodded, clenched down.

They moved then, alternating their in-and-out motions. I groaned, low and deep. “God, it’s so good. Too much. Not enough. I need…oh, I’m going to come!”

All kinds of words came out of my mouth. I couldn’t think, couldn’t understand how I was feeling. It was so intense, tears came to my eyes, my ears tingled. I was completely theirs. My body didn’t belong to me in this moment. I had no control, nothing to do except give myself to them. Both of them.