Claimed By Her Cowboys

She was thirty years old, but this was the first time she’d been in this position. The range of emotions coming alive inside her confused her, but she undoubtedly wanted Archie. Should she resist? She didn’t want to refuse him anything right now.

“You’re stunning,” he whispered.

Annalise had never been called stunning. His compliments made her entire body tingle. She was soaked and covered in slop only minutes earlier, but his words still sounded sincere.

She swallowed hard, leaning into his touch. His hand was warm and strong.

“You’re all I think about, Annalise.”

“Archie…”

“Every word’s the truth. I should have said something earlier, but I didn’t want to scare you off. We’ve been trying to behave ourselves, to give you space.”

“I don’t want space.”

He supported the back of her head and leaned down to her level, kissing her hard on the mouth. She saw it coming, but it still shocked her. Archie kissed her like it was his last kiss. It felt like love even though that was impossible.

Passion.

Desperation.

Need.

Her knees became weak. The entire world went away, and all she could do was feel, all her senses magnified. He moved his hands down the length of her body. His touch was possessive, not delicate.

“We should get these wet things off you,” he said. The words were whispered close to her ear, then his tongue traced the shell of her ear, making her shiver.

She didn’t protest, allowing him to slip off her blouse. He immediately unfastened her bra, her big tits dropping heavily without the support. Archie growled as he used both hands to cup her breasts. When he bent over to suckle her pebbled nipple, she cried out, sinking her fingers into his dark hair. He took what he wanted, and she was ready to give him everything.

Being outside in the open air, the risk of being seen, even though slight, added to the eroticism. She’d never been this naked in front of anyone or outside of the privacy of her bedroom.

“You’re even better than I imagined, baby.” He mauled her, cupping her ass and pressing her into the fence. She felt the hard ridge of his cock against her stomach, which sobered her slightly. She was a virgin. Did she want to lose her virginity against the side of a pig pen?

“Does this feel good?” He cupped her crotch with his big, strong hand. The rush of forbidden pleasure stole her inhibitions. She dropped her weight into his hand, wanting more, needing more.

“Please, Archie.”

He groaned, nuzzling her neck until the sound of a truck approaching had him pulling away.

****

Gabe drove out to the far barn to tell Archie the township wanted to add llamas to the order, but instead of finding him loading sheep and goats into the trailer, he found a nearly naked Annalise. Her tits were huge and absolutely perfect. His cock instantly hardened in his jeans.

What the fuck was happening?

He finally noticed Archie standing right next to her. Was the bastard making a move on his own, trying to claim her for himself? They’d all agreed to be on their best behavior. Gabe had barely spoken with Annalise the past few weeks. It was too damn awkward, and he couldn’t begin to guess what she thought of him.

Annalise crossed her arms over her chest as he got out of the truck. She looked like a doe in the headlights, not moving a muscle. He knew his friend well enough to know he’d never force himself on any woman, and she certainly didn’t look terrified. More guilty.

“What’s going on out here?” he asked Archie.

“What does it look like?”

“It sure as hell doesn’t look like loading critters. Annalise looks wet and naked. Don’t tell me you have an explanation for this one,” Gabe said.

“I fell in the mud trying to catch a pig,” Annalise offered. “He was hosing me off.”

“Looks like he hosed your clothes right off your body.” Damn, she looked good, absolutely edible. “Let me drive you back home.”

“We don’t need help,” Archie said.

He crossed his arms over his chest. “From what I can see, your truck is hooked up the trailer and you have a deadline to meet.”

They had a stare off until Annalise’s voice cut the silent tension.

“I don’t want to go home yet.”

When he turned to her, he felt like she’d stabbed a knife to his chest. She’d chosen Archie.

“And you should stay too.”

That surprised him. Even Archie’s mouth fell agape.

“And what do you need me for?” he asked, not wanting to assume anything.

She shrugged, but he saw the devil in her eyes.

He reached for her hand, and she actually took it. Gage tugged her close, their bodies nearly touching. He stared down at her, using a curled finger under her chin to get her full attention. “Did Archie touch you? You let him play with these beautiful tits?”