Mastered by Mavericks (Doms of Destiny, Colorado 3)

Reed moved from her neck to her breast, a hungry manly hum vibrating through his lips to her tingling nipple. “You’re killing me, Chicago. Do you know that?” And then he captured her taut bit of flesh between his teeth, delivering the perfect amount of pressure.

“Ohhh.” You’re killing me, too. She looked over at Sawyer, who was sliding one of his hands over her thighs and the other through her hair. His eyes were hooded with desire.

“You’re safe here, Nicole. With us.” Even Sawyer’s words stirred her beyond measure.

Reed’s warm breath on her nipple made her heart race even more.

Everything inside her was on fire, and she sent her hands, one for each cowboy, into their manly locks.

Reed tilted his head up and fixed his eyes to hers. “You like?”

“God, yes,” she confessed, unable to hold back anything from them at the moment.

He moved up her body until his lips were hovering above hers. “So do I, Chicago. So do I.” Then he pressed them hard on her mouth, keeping one hand on her breast. His rough fingers tenderly massaged her chest as he forced her lips apart with his hungry tongue. Everything in her swelled—her lips, her breasts, her nipples, her clit…everything. She felt light and heavy at the same time. The delicious heat they were stoking in her created fresh tingling sensations that made her squirm. Reed swallowed her moans, and then he began pinching her nipples, one after another. She’d never felt like this before, so filled with want and desire. Intimacy had never been so…so powerful and crushing. Sucking on Reed’s tongue, she moved her hands from their thick hair down their necks to their muscled chests. God, they were built. Years of riding horses and working on this ranch had sculpted their perfect masculine bods.

Sawyer’s fingers moved closer and closer to her most intimate place, her pussy. “Please touch me,” she whimpered, shocked at her lack of control and her overwhelming need. “I’m dying to be touched.”

Had she ever been so honest with anyone before? No. She’d never allowed herself to be. Couldn’t. But with Reed and Sawyer she was ready to open up and be exposed, which was thrilling and stunning, too. Their beauty was breathtaking and their tenderness was staggering. They were strong men, wonderful and passionate. Something told her they were keeping themselves in check, reining in their hunger and thirst for her. Still, she caught rare glimpses in their gorgeous eyes of something deliciously wicked and overwhelming. It was like she’d been frozen for years, stuck even, but Reed and Sawyer were melting away the hesitation, the suffering, and the doubt with their int

oxicating caresses.

When she felt Sawyer’s hands finally touch her pussy, she gasped. An aching surge of sensations shot through her body. She was wetter than she’d ever been before in her life. Reed returned to sucking on her nipples, leaving behind her swollen and throbbing lips. Her breasts swelled from his light touch. She wanted more, so much more. She felt woozy and vulnerable between them. When Sawyer circled her clit with his thumb, her pussy clenched again and again.

“Oh God. I–I have never…I can’t…” She was having trouble concentrating. The new sensual sensations were ripping through her like wildfire.

“Enjoy this, Nicole. Every touch is for you.” Sawyer’s tone had an edge to it. Was he struggling to keep control? “Fuck, I can’t wait to be inside you.” Yes. He was struggling. What would happen if he gave completely in to his lust? A wicked, apprehensive shiver rolled through her at the possibility.

Reed sucked on one of her nipples and rolled the other one between his thumb and forefinger. His bite and pinch worked together to increase her hurting need to a level that was next to unbearable. But his wonderful torture continued, going on and on, raising her higher and higher. She’d never wanted anything like she wanted Reed and Sawyer right now. It was strong and even frightening in a way. She’d faced dangerous men before, but these cowboys were a different kind of danger, and the unfamiliar sensations they were awakening inside her were so very intense.

She’d had sex before but this was a level of intimacy she’d never known. Surrendering to them tonight seemed so natural, so right. The weight of her world was being lifted, if only for now, from her shoulders. This was what it meant to be in the moment, to let go, to feel.

“I can’t stand waiting any longer.” Sawyer’s lusty words filled her with white-hot hunger. “I’ve got to taste you, baby.” He moved down her body, separating her thighs with his firm hands and positioning his hot mouth right above her navel until she could feel the heat of his breath on her skin. He decorated her abdomen with hot, manly kisses. Then he moved down, slowly, a fraction of an inch at a time. Closer. Closer. Closer. God, her urgent need grew and grew and still his advance to her pussy was agonizingly unhurried.

She whimpered and clawed at Reed’s chest. “Please. Oh please.” Her own carnality surprised her. Had she ever been so lusty in her life? No. Never.

Reed lapped at her chest with no hesitation, and every lick ignited a new hot shiver in her.

Her body was alive and on fire, causing her to writhe and thrash on the bed.

She sucked in a breath as Sawyer’s fingers and lips touched her swollen, wet folds. Every part of her shook as he lifted her legs over his shoulders and dove down on her pussy with his greedy mouth. The heat that he sent into her slickened flesh from his trailing tongue was unimaginable and shocking. Never had she felt these kinds of sensations. When Sawyer applied pressure to her clit with his tongue, explosive jolts suddenly rocked her entire body.

Nicole grabbed a fistful of his hair trying to steady herself, but it didn’t work. Nothing was steady. Nothing was calm. Quite the opposite. Even the room seemed to be spinning, burning, thundering like her body.

“God. It’s so…”

Reed swallowed her words with his mouth, kissing her until she thought she might actually pass out. He released her lips. “How delicious is Chicago?” he asked Sawyer.

“Sweet cream, bro. The sweetest I’ve ever tasted in my life.”

“I thought so.” Reed’s hot wicked eyes peeled away her defensive layers with ease. “I can’t wait to feel your tight pussy around my cock, sweetheart. What do you think about that?”

She groaned, unable to answer as Sawyer once again buried his face between her thighs. His lusty licks drove her mad with shaky desire. She could no longer hold back her screams.

“Music to my ears, Chicago.” Reed’s lips feathered her nipples. “Let us hear your cries of pleasure.”

Sawyer’s groans reverberated over her clit, making her even wetter. “So fucking good. God, I could sample you all night. Come for us, baby. Drown me with your cream.”

“I–I can’t…I never…never been able to…”