Authors: Lola Newmar
The song faded out, and her attention shifted back to the nature around them. The field in front of her seemed to go on forever before hitting a dark green curtain of additional trees. There were lots of wildflowers in the area, and the colors danced to their music in the light breeze.
When she turned to her left, she spotted a nearby bush sprinkled with yellow blossoms and blanketed under a swarm of divine butterflies. She hopped down from the tailgate and skipped over in excitement, reveling in the organic beauty of the mini ecosystem. She bent down a little when she spotted a small cocoon hanging from a thin branch.
“Did you know the silk strands the cocoons are made from have a prism-shaped circumference, which is why it’s so shiny and seems to change colors at each angle?”
Scarlett turned her face to her right, her nose almost touching the side of Rhett’s cheek as he bent behind her, peering over her shoulder. The wheels in her brain began turning with the information he’d given her as the butterflies continued to tango around their faces.
He turned to her, causing his lips to lightly brush against hers. She heard the intake of breath before she’d realized it had come from her. For a very brief moment, she thought she could sense a bit of apprehension in him. She waited for him to make a perverted joke about their compromising position as he leaned his hard body over her upturned ass. Or maybe make fun of the cheesiness of the image they created with the butterflies. Instead, he leaned closer and softly captured her plump bottom lip in both of his.
Thrilled with his response, her right hand reached up and held the side of his hot, thick neck as she pressed back against him. He gave her lip a slight suck as he moaned before releasing it, only to come right back in for her entire mouth. But unlike the wild kisses she’d come to love from him, he surprised her by keeping it slow, as if he was trying to etch the memory of the taste of her lips into his brain. He seemed to savor her, groaning as he took his time exploring every surface within her mouth. The bulge nudging her backside hardened and grew against the thin fabric of her dress, causing a moan to escape from her throat. Her pussy warmed and dampened, knowing her mate’s large, talented cock lay just inches from her sopping entrance.
He placed his large, powerful hands against her shoulders then gently pushed her down to the soft, tall grass until she lay flat on her back. Her thighs immediately opened so he could settle his heavy pelvis against the damp patch of cotton covering her pussy as he leaned over her. Her nipples tightened with desire when she watched his eyes glow dark orange while he looked down at her. His large, muscular arm slowly raised to remove his cowboy hat then placed it on the ground beside them.
Then he squeezed his eyes shut, and his arms flexed at the sides of her breasts as his short horns punctured through his temples. When he opened his eyes again, the orange irises swirled with gold ribbons in the Texas sunlight, something she’d never noticed under the roof of their plantation ranch house. As if on its own accord, her body arched against him, instantly responding to the signs of the longhorn bull clawing within her gorgeous, blond cowboy.
The horns pulled in and out, and it was obvious he was struggling to keep from fully releasing them. The brothers had all told her they’d agreed not to fully unleash certain traits until she grew mentally used to their shifting, one being not to fully extend their longhorns during mating for the first several weeks. They’d explained they didn’t want to scare her off, for the horns could reach up to ten feet in length, tip to tip. They also mentioned the safety issue of making love to seven bull-shifters with fully extended horns at once.
She swallowed as she reached up to carefully touch one of the horns, hoping she wasn’t about to regret the request she had for him. “I want you to fully release them. I want you to enjoy this as much as you can.”
He looked at her skeptically. “All the way? Are you sure? We won’t be able to move much if I do.”
“I don’t care. I want you to make love to me just like this, anyway, my back against the grass.” She reached up to touch his stubbled cheek.
His horns slowly inched out until they were at their full length. His entire body seemed to relax on top of her, and he let out a long, satisfied moan.
“Much better,” he mumbled. He reached under her dress and covered her wet mound with his large palm. “You feel so good like this, darlin’.” They kissed as he pulled his jeans down his thighs. His hand pulled her panties to the side, allowing his cock to sink into her wet pussy.
“Rhett,” she groaned as she wrapped her arms around his neck. She tilted her lower body up to meet his soft thrusts, her nipples tightening in desire against his hard chest. He rested his face against the side of her neck as he fucked her slow and good. Every time his cock pushed against the hilt, the muscles in her pussy would tighten more around him. He still wore his button-down, and she could feel the hem grow damp with her arousal.
“Fuck, Scarlett,” he whispered breathlessly. “Nothing could ever compare to the way you make me feel, baby. I’d die without you.” A tender kiss on her collarbone added to the chills from his sweet words.
She smiled up at the butterflies in the sky as he fucked her, made love to her right there in the open grass as the mockingbirds sang around them. He’d finally given her what she wanted when he whispered those words, and it made her feel liberated.
Her heels dug into his lower back as she felt the sparks began to ignite within her. “I’m about to come,” she announced as she used her legs to pull him closer.
He pulled one of the dress straps down her shoulder, and her breast popped out. He captured the hard nipple in his mouth as he continued to fuck her with his big cock. With no one else there to hear, they both screamed out as they came together.
Chapter 8
Scarlett stared at herself in the mirror. She took her time applying her new red lipstick, instantly feeling more glamorous as the crimson shade brightened up her ivory face. It made her feel feminine and done. She combed through her straight bob haircut, paying special attention to her bangs and ends.
The soft emerald lace lingerie she wore made her feel like a real grownup. Since staying at the Lenox ranch, “lingerie” usually consisted of cotton panties and oversized Western shirts. Of course, she’d originally thought to go red with the color choice, but on second thought, she wanted to surprise them. And looking at herself now, she thought the color made her lips stand out that much more.
Her ensemble was comprised of an emerald lace plunging strapless bra with a sparkling black french bra sling that sat right under her plentiful breasts for added pushup. Her tits kissed each other as they stood to attention, and she was confident her men would be thankful for that. Her new emerald lace thong was worn under a sparkling black lace garter belt attached to thigh-high black fishnets. Her black platform peep-toe stilettos were surprisingly comfortable. Judging from the suicide fuck-me pumps she was wearing when she awoke at the bottom of that cliff, her feet were likely used to such scrutiny.
The lipstick, lingerie, and shoes were a welcome back gift from Devlin. When she and Rhett had returned from Dallas late that afternoon, Devlin gave her the wrapped gift but not before being perfectly clear that much more was to come. The heat that had swirled in his eyes let her know he’d meant that in many ways.
Rhett was in big trouble with Leo for not following his instructions, which meant Rhett was on dish-washing duty for a month straight. She’d felt guilty about him getting in trouble, but Rhett repeatedly told her it had been worth it.
She smiled at her reflection then took a deep breath for courage. She wished she had a matching silk robe to cover herself with, but all she had was a huge terry robe she borrowed from Sonny. After securing the tie around her waist, she turned and opened the door that led to Leo’s master bedroom.
The triplets looked up at her from the floor. All three were laid out on the ground in front of the fireplace. Clad in only their distressed jeans, their tanned torsos and feet glowed in the fire’s dimmed light, dancing along the contours of their muscles. She could tell from their damp, blond waves that they’d just come from their showers. All three smiled wide at her, their blue eyes looking excited to see what she hid underneath her robe.
The twins were both lighting the last of the dozens of candles around the room when she walked in. Their jade eyes turned to her, both visibly swallowing at the same time. It really was magnificent how much Devlin and Denzel were the mirror images of each other physically yet so extremely opposite on a personal level. Her heart warmed equally when she looked at them both. Their biceps flexed sexily as they each held a lit match to their lips and blew them out at the same time before giving her identical smiles, their full lips seducing her with their inviting shape.
Leo was just pulling back the red quilt when he heard her come in, his shaved head turning his attention to her standing there, still draped in the thick black robe.
Just as she expected, Byron sat off to the side in a large chair beside the bed. She realized he wasn’t sitting too far away from the edge. A plan to sneak and attack began to formulate in her mind. He would surely resist at first, just like he had been for the past several days, but she wondered if he would give in if she tempted him just right. As soon as she found out his secret desires, she would plan to use them to her advantage. Sucking his enormous cock was not enough to satisfy her insatiable appetite for her large, beautiful mate. She wanted that thick cock inside her, stretching her cunt until she screamed his name in the throes of her climax.
“You got a surprise for us in there, darlin’?” Sonny’s cheerful voice broke through the silence. He stood to his feet and slowly walked over to the edge of the bed and sat in front of her. His eyes moved from her face to the flimsy robe belt that held the cover-up in place. Just as soon as she placed her hands on it, Sonny covered his growing erection with his hand, rubbing the denim as if seeking relief. She heard his low growl, and the vibration seemed to make its way straight to her little clit.
“I do,” she whispered.
The belt unraveled through her fingers, and the heavy material easily fell from her shoulders and pooled at her feet. All seven bodies shifted toward her. She suddenly felt self-conscious at the intense stares, but she couldn’t give up on the act now. Hoping to fool them as well as herself into believing she held all the confidence in the world, she placed her hands on her soft hips and held her head a little higher before giving them all a little smirk—sexily, she hoped.
“Scarlett,” Byron breathed softly before standing to move farther away from her, leaning his large frame against the far wall as if his knees would give out if he hadn’t found the stable support. His moving farther away was the exact opposite of what she was going for, but it just made her that much more determined to see to it that his cock was inside her, hopefully much sooner rather than the torturous later.
The other twins, Rhett and Levi, scooted over until they sat at Sonny’s feet, both palming their own large erections as they took in the sight of her. Devlin and Denzel were now both unbuttoning their plaid shirts, their eyes glowing orange with lust. Devlin’s eyes bore into her pussy as he did so, and Denzel kept his gaze on her overflowing cleavage. The way he slowly yet unconsciously licked his top lip sent a shiver of desire throughout her body. The stiff tip lingered on the corner of his mouth before retreating back in. She couldn’t wait until he worked it all over her. Of all her mates, Denzel’s tongue was the most talented. She could feel his deep need to give in to her desires, to hear her come, to feel her pussy clench, when he touched her. It made her throw her head back and give in to the heaven he created through his delectable touches.
Devlin was the first to move. She could feel her heart beating faster as his body inched toward her. Once he was several feet away, she could feel the intense body heat radiating from him. His chest was moving up and down in shallow movements, and she knew then that his desire was igniting as much as hers was.
“You look absolutely breathtaking, darlin’,” he said as he wrapped his thick, hard arm around her waist and pulled her toward him. She expected him to immediately engage her in a passionate, raw kiss as he often did, but instead, he lowered his head until he nuzzled her neck. He growled loudly, and she couldn’t help the way her stomach twisted in anxiety-ridden fear at the terrifying sound. This man who held her so close could easily snap her in two in the blink of an eye. The power he radiated made her as limp as a noodle in his strong embrace. The tip of his nose lightly glided along the side of her neck before his cow tongue licked a long trail along the same path.