The Reluctant Virgin [Ride 'em Hard 6] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (16 page)

They wouldn’t dare, would they? She couldn’t even imagine being bound naked, not being able to move. Cindy thrived on controlling her own life. It would take an insurmountable amount of trust to be tied down. But if she wanted a future with these men, she’d have to start giving back emotionally. She was just so used to staying tough for her job and personal well-being. Changing would take time…and three determined cowboys.

Chance had left the room, only to come back with some thin, yellow rope. Watching him coil it between his hand and elbow aroused her like she never expected. His muscled forearm flexed each time he wound the rope.

Josh slipped his belt out from his jeans, cracking the loop in his palm. Her pussy sparked back to life. All her erotic memories from the rear of his house came rushing back. It had been her first time that day so she’d been apprehensive, not fully enjoying herself. Now she was ready.

“You’re my woman. Our woman. Right now, we’re going to enjoy you. I don’t want any more talk about your leg, you hear?”

She nodded. Cindy was actually thrilled they didn’t treat her like an invalid, like everyone else once they discovered her secret. They made her feel normal, desired, and capable.

“You good with a rope?” he asked Chance.

Chance scoffed and squatted down to bind her wrists. “She won’t be going anywhere.” He was so close. She wanted to touch him, but he’d stretched her arms high above her head. Josh bent down near her feet. Her muscles tensed. Damn, she wanted to be perfect for them. She prayed he didn’t take off her prosthesis. That would be so much worse. She only took it off to shower and sleep, preferring to live in denial as much as possible.

They undressed in the shadows of the stall once she was secured. They were both hard, lean muscle, not an ounce of fat. Their cocks were erect and bobbed when they moved. Those virile lengths of flesh promised relief for the ache burning inside her.

“Have you ever sucked a man’s dick, Cindy?” asked Josh.

She swallowed hard. They were going to test her limits today, pull her into their world of hard-core sex.

He knelt beside her head, and she turned to look. His erection was dark, the veins bulging. “No biting,” he warned. “Just take me in your mouth and suck on it.”

Cindy was curious and felt a little thrill that she was actually going to do this. She wrapped her lips around the thick shaft. It was warm, almost hot, and silky against her tongue. She wasn’t sure what to do exactly, but when Josh groaned and threaded his fingers into her hair, she felt empowered. She peeked up at his ripped abs and broad shoulders, and the sight fueled her eagerness to suck. Suck cock.

“Fuck, she’s good at this,” he said, his breathing staggered.

“Get her ready because I want a piece of her ass.”

The men talked to each other as if they’d known each other all their lives. How had this happened? She’d expected the worse, but instead, they appeared comfortable with the idea of sharing. The sex became a binding factor. Cindy would say there was no way a cowboy would share a woman, but she knew for a fact it was possible. Some of the most alpha men she knew back home were happily living in ménage relationships. When she thought about it, she realized it would take a real man to be able to share without feelings of jealousy and possessiveness taking over.

Josh assisted her, carefully pumping inside her mouth. At times she nearly gagged on his size, but for the most part she savored the cock pressed between her tongue and palate. This was Josh, the man she’d dreamed about. Now he was hers for the taking.

“No more, darlin’,” he eventually said, pulling back. His voice was breathless. “You nearly finished me off.”

“It’s always the good girls who surprise a man,” said Chance. “I knew there was more to her beyond her tool case and clipboard.”

She looked back and forth between them, her blood rushing through her veins. Every cell was tingling, her cunt aching.

“Before we double her, you’ll need to find some lube,” said Josh. He crawled over her and began to suckle her tits. She couldn’t hold his head or feel his shoulders. Cindy tested her binds, realizing just how completely vulnerable she was. But she knew Josh was a good man, and Chance had proved to her over the years that he was an honest, hard-working cowboy. She was safe.

He kissed down her stomach, palming her breasts with his rough hands. His breathing became heavier with each passing second. “Open your legs,” he said. “I want you so bad, Cindy. You’re all I’ve thought about since you left my ranch.”

She shifted her good leg, giving him room to press in close against her. Their bare genitals rubbed together, creating delicious friction.

“Hurry,” she said.

He cocked an eyebrow but didn’t question her. Josh braced his weight on one forearm as he sought her pussy with his free hand. He rubbed the head of his cock in her juices, thoroughly coating himself before he slowly sank in. Even now, his body slick with clean sweat, he maintained control. She wondered how long he’d be able to restrain that beast she saw staring back at her from behind his blue eyes.

“Just like I remember,” he said as he filled her to the hilt. She felt so full. Cindy was anxious for him to get started. She didn’t want to be treated like a virgin or invalid. She was a woman now, plain and simple. A woman with needs.

“Fuck me,” she said, hoping a little crudeness would spur him on.

“Yes, ma’am.” He began to thrust, pumping his cock in and out of her slick pussy. Each pass made her eyes loll back in her head, so overpowering and electric. His coarse pubic hair ground against her clit, arousing her further. Heat began to fester deep inside her—
hotter, hotter, hotter.
Cindy began to thrash, tugging wildly at the ropes as Josh fucked her. She wanted to hold him, claw him, anything.

“Roll over, Josh.” The new male voice forced her back to reality. Chance used a switchblade to cut her ropes. It felt so strange to have another man’s cock filling her as another looked on. “I have what we need.”

Josh complied, flipping them over until she was straddling him on top. It was an awkward position for her leg, but she was beyond caring about it. Her wrists were still bound together. At least she was free from the wall and able to move her arms.

She felt Josh’s erection pulse inside her. His hands gripped her hips so tightly she swore she’d have finger marks tomorrow. He was growing feral, just as Chance was. The other cowboy growled in her ear, a barely audible sound. He kissed the side and back of her neck, his fingertip painting a line down her backbone.

“Lean forward,” he said.

Cindy did as asked, wanting both men so much it hurt. He pressed his big dick against her asshole. Fear sluiced through her veins, making her clam up.

“Remember what I said?” asked Josh. “You have to relax.” He leaned up as he tugged her closer. The man had beautiful lips. When he kissed her, it wasn’t just any man kissing any woman. It carried the world in significance.

She wanted to ride the cowboy under her but held still while Chance prodded her from behind. The first inch of his cock filling her created a sharp spear of pain. She clamped down, tensing all her muscles.

“She’s afraid,” said Josh. “Go slow.”

“Fuck, I’m going as slow as I can,” said Chance. He held her shoulder and guided his huge cock into her virgin entrance. Cindy bit her lower lip, anticipating more pain. “Help her out.”

Josh reached between them and began to rub circles over her clit. Heat and calmness cascaded through her veins, making it easier to accept Chance’s length. He had moved so slow that she scarcely realized he was fully seated.

“How’s that feel, baby girl? You have two men’s cocks inside you right now,” said Chance. He kissed her neck, not moving or thrusting.

“Full. Very full.”

“Take as much time as you need to get comfortable,” said Josh. She was sandwiched between the men. Every few seconds she’d tighter her muscles just to feel the fullness. It didn’t take long for the burning and stretching sensation to ease. The discomfort was replaced with a lust so strong she wished her third cowboy were here.

“I’m ready,” she said.

Chance pulled out, slowly, and pressed back in. His cock was covered in slick lube, making his thrusts smooth and effortless. There was something to be said about being taken by two men. Together, they managed to reach every aching cell, providing a completely fulfilling experience. Once she was primed, the pleasure was intense. The two cocks pistoned into and out of her, building enough pressure to take her breath away. The combination of sex and the hot male bodies enveloping her was the ultimate erotic experience. Josh and Chance worked so well together, as if made to dance in this ménage.

“Cindy, baby, you’re killing me,” said Chance. He continued to kiss her neck and back, his hands exploring her curves. “I love your little ass.”

“It’s tight like this,” said Josh. “So fucking good.”

So they liked sharing. It gave her hope that they’d agree to a ménage lifestyle fulltime. It was the only way she’d finally find that peace she only dreamt of.

The speed began to increase, both men getting rougher, more animalistic. Chance smacked the fleshy side of her hip and ass every few thrusts until her flesh burned almost as hot as her cunt.

“Come, Cindy!” Chance pressed deeper, tugging her hair back enough to kiss her, a brutal domination of lips and tongue. She savored every moment. Cindy needed this, needed it rough and raw, no holding back. This was her awakening, no turning back.

Her orgasm had been looming for several minutes, but she mentally pushed it back just to enjoy the men longer. But once they started demanding her obedience, demanding she come, she began to lose control.

Josh supported the weight of her breasts, thrusting her up high. It was similar to galloping on a temperamental horse, her body jostling up and down as she rode him. “Come!”

It came in short bursts, like tiny nuclear explosions blooming inside her. But she was terrified to fully let loose because this experience was so much more extreme than any other she’d had. When Josh pinched her nipples and Chance smacked her ass at the same moment, she finally gave in. Waves of heat and color washed through her body, spreading out from her core. She cried out, screamed their names as her pussy and ass clamped down hard, kneading the two cocks to completion.

When they’d all met their peaks, they were a mass of sweat and flesh. The air in the stall smelled like sex. She was exhausted, sated, and had a smile on her face.

“I can get used to that,” said Josh, his voice labored.

She cuddled between them, feeling loved and protected with their large frames surrounding her. When the sound of several footsteps neared the bay doors at the opposite end of the barn, the sex party was over.

Josh rolled over in bed, his eyes still closed. The blankets must have ended up on the floor at some point, but it was only an afterthought. He could feel Cindy’s small hand on his chest, her soft, warm body against his side.

There was much to be done now that the three of them had made the concrete decision to commit to a relationship. Cindy was reluctant at first, but there was no way he’d lose her again. He knew her heart more than she did. The cowgirl just needed a firm hand to guide her. Needed to regain the confidence she’d lost from people in her past.

He slipped from the bed as quietly as possible, leaving Cindy and Chance to sleep. After slipping on a pair of Wranglers from the back of the chair in his room, he bound down the stairs to the kitchen. He was starving after the two rounds of lovemaking yesterday—first on the Connery Ranch and then in his own bed when they decided to spend the night at his place.

“I know you have a girl up there,” said Adam, joining him in the kitchen. He already had a cup of hot coffee in his hand.

“Not just any girl.
The
girl.”

“Cindy.”

He nodded. His brother had encouraged him to follow his heart, and he did. But the ménage aspect would need further explaining. Just not right now. He had a million things to straighten out before he had that conversation with Adam.

“You hear about the Garners?” asked Adam.

He looked up at his brother from where he sat at the table. Josh peeled a banana, needing some quick fuel. “What about?”

“Their place sold last weekend. Only three weeks until the closing date. Not sure what Matthew plans now.”

Josh knew…if Matthew would agree. “I’ll talk to him. I was just going to head over there this morning.”

His brother looked like he wanted to question him further but kept quiet.

Cindy wouldn’t stop mentioning the other cowboy, as if she couldn’t live in peace without him. Josh supposed she had the most history with Matthew. He was also a good friend that he trusted. If he’d agree, they’d have their completed ménage with the four of them. Somehow he knew that hot-headed businesswoman would need more than one man to tame her.

Matthew tossed two duffel bags filled with his clothes into the back of his pickup truck. This was it. His family home had been sold to the highest bidder, leaving him with nothing more than a cut of the sale to help him start over. His parents insisted he take a share of the profit. The value of the ranch had increased exponentially since his great-grandparents had bought it long ago. He felt like a man walking on quicksand, no solid foundation, no clue of the future. Farming was all he knew, and he expected to live out his life on the family ranch.