Her Cowboy Daddies: A Secret Baby, Menage Ranch Western Romance (Rainbow Canyon Cowboys Book 4)

by K. C. Crowne

Adam nodded. “And we think we’ve come up with how to handle this little three-way thing between us.”

  “Is that right?” she asked skeptically.

  “Right,” I said, nodding. “How you feel about…all of us bein’ together?”

  “All of us?” she asked, her eyes narrowing. “All three of us? What about the baby?”

  “We all raise the baby,” Adam explained. “Three parents means three hearts, three sets of eyes. And a lot of love.”

  I was relieved. I’d gotten into it not being certain how Adam felt. But he was right there with me.

  “It’s about the most insane thing I’ve ever heard,” Skye said with a laugh. “The three of us in a couple? Well, wouldn’t exactly be a ‘couple’.”

  “A triple,” I said with a grin. “And yeah, all of us. It’s not the most traditional setup in the world, but dammit, I love you like crazy, Skye. I’ve loved you since the moment I laid eyes on you.”

  “And you know I feel the same way,” Adam added. “I love you, Skye. And it might be kinda nuts, but you’ve got two dudes here who are out of their minds about you.”

  Skye bit her lower lip, considering the idea. “I…I love you both, too. And I don’t love either one more than the other. The idea of having you both…I love that, too. But what about who the real father is?”

  “Doesn’t matter,” I said. “Don’t give a damn whose genes he got. As far as I see it, that baby was a product of the love of all three of us. Screw the paternity test – that kid’s got two dads who already love it to pieces.”

  “Couldn’t have said it better,” Adam added.

  “Then that’s it,” Skye said happily. “We’re all together. I think we might be able to pull it off.”

  I leaned in and kissed Skye gently on the lips. Adam did the same when I was done.

  “Now, there’s only one thing left to do.”

  “What’s that?”

  Adam laughed, seeming to know what I was saying.

  “We gotta tell the family.” But I wasn’t scared in the least. I had the love of a good woman.

  That made you stronger than anything.

  Adam

  Me and Travis and Skye were all in the lounge of the Walker ranch. A fire crackled, and a mug of steaming, fresh coffee was in everyone’s hands. A nice night of relaxing, really.

  But we’d just broken the news. The whole clan was with us, and not a single one knew what to say.

  Finally, Mama G spoke. “Okay, so let me get this straight. I might be a little out of the loop with how you kids do things, but you’re gonna…all date?”

  “Not exactly,” Travis replied. “I’m gonna date Skye, and so is Adam.”

  “A love triangle kinda thing?” Wyatt asked, sitting back in his easy chair.

  “No,” Emily refuted. “A love triangle’s when, um, it’s a secret, right? Like, one person’s dating two people and two of them don’t know about it.”

  “Right,” Chance answered. “This stuff’s all out in the open.”

  “We’ve talked about it a hell of a lot,” Travis explained. “And I know it sounds ridiculous, but it’s the only thing that makes sense.”

  “Where you all gonna live?” Silas asked. His expression was hard, and I wondered if the oldest Walker was going to take issue with our plans.

  I spoke up. “We’re thinkin’ about me movin’ onto the property. Might get my boys to build a cabin right next to Travis’s. Assuming you all are okay with that. I can pay you for the land.”

  Mama G waved her hand through the air, dismissing the idea. “Don’t you worry about payin’ us – we’ve got land to spare.”

  “This is…somethin’ else,” Chance commented. “I mean, I knew somethin’ was goin’ on with Skye and Travis, but I didn’t think it was anything like this.”

  “This is what it is,” Travis affirmed.

  “When all that nonsense went down with Bryce, we came close to losing Skye,” I said. “And the thought of that was too damn much to bear.”

  “I can understand that,” Wyatt commented knowledgably. “Losing the one you love…it’d be enough to get anyone thinkin’.”

  “But,” Silas countered, “there’s the issue of the baby. No small thing.”

  Mama G beamed. “That’s right – I got a grandkid on the way! How far along are you, Skye?”

  “Not long – maybe a little over a month. And so far happy and healthy.”

  “That’s all well and good,” Silas continued. “But that kid’s gonna be all kinds of confused with two daddies around.”

  “I don’t know about that,” Emily inserted. “I mean, if the baby’s gonna be raised here, we’re all gonna pitch in. Two daddies won’t be any more confusing than a whole mess of uncles and aunts and grandmas looking after him. Or her.”

  “Kid’s gonna ask questions,” Silas insisted. “That’s what kids do. As soon as he’s old enough to talk, he’ll wanna know what’s goin’ on.”

  “And we’ll tell him,” Skye announced. “We’ll tell him – or her – that I’m his mommy and Travis and Adam are his dads. Doesn’t matter who the real dad is.”

  Mama G nodded. “All kids care about is a roof over their head, havin’ a belly full of food, and lots of love to go around. Two daddies means more of all that.”

  I sipped my coffee, still trying to get a handle on what the family was going to decide.

  “Listen,” Travis said. “The fact of the matter is that we both love Skye. And we’re more than fine with sharin’ her.”

  “I don’t even consider it ‘sharin’,” I said. “We both love her and that’s that.”

  Wyatt frowned. “So…you’re gonna, what, stay at one place one night, then the other the next?”

  Skye smiled. “We’re gonna take some time to work out exactly how it’s gonna look. But I’m sure that’ll come with time.”

  There was the big question, and I wanted to get right to it. “There’s three of us,” I said. “And a baby on the way. We’d all love it if the family approved…”

  Travis added, “But if y’all don’t, we’ll get it. People in town might think it’s weird, ask questions.”

  “Oh, who gives a good damn what people say,” Mama G said, waving a hand. “We’re the Walkers – we do whatever the hell we want. People are always gonna be talkin’ about one thing or another.”

  Emily smiled. “I think…I don’t know, I think it’s kinda sweet. Believe me, I’ve been around enough to have cowboys fightin’ over me. I know how hairy all that can get. For Adam and Travis to put jealousy aside and come up with somethin’ that’s best for Skye and the baby is pretty damn mature.”

  “There you go,” Travis said, smiling. “I like that. We’re just so mature that we can handle this.” He grinned.

  Mama G clapped her hands together. “Well, it’s not what I would’ve expected for my boy, but if that’s what he wants, and what Adam wants, and what Skye wants, then…why the hell not?” She looked at Skye and smiled brightly. “You’re an amazing woman, Skye, and I knew from the second I saw you and Travis together that you two were something special. And if the truth is that the three of you are really what’s special, then that’s fine with me. And besides, if I’m gettin’ grandkids out of it, then what the hell do I have to complain about?”

  The family laughed, and man, did I feel more at ease about the whole thing. The Walkers were kind people, cool-headed and all that. But part of me felt that the moment we shared what was going on that the shit would hit the fan.

  “It’s…strange. That’s for damn sure,” Silas commented with a sigh. “But I’m right there with Mama G. If there’s one thing the world needs, it’s more love. And just sittin’ here with y’all, I can tell you’ve got love to spare.”

  “Now those are some words I sure as hell didn’t expect to come out of ol’ Silas,” Chance said with a chuckle. “You gettin’ soft on us, old timer?”

  “Just…maybe a little more open-minded, is all. Three parents means th
at kid’s gonna get everything they need. Hell of a lot worse situations to be in.”

  “Right,” Wyatt agreed. “A big, happy family.”

  Travis and Skye and me shared a look, one of relief and happiness all at once. It looked like the idea was going over fine with the Walkers. They were good people to the core, and on some level it was no surprise.

  “Now that the matter’s settled,” Mama G announced, “I think this calls for a little celebration. I’m puttin’ the finishing touches on dinner now. Y’all get washed up and be ready for chow when that dinner bell rings. And after that, let the crew know we’re bustin’ out the whiskey and celebratin’!”

  Sounds of approval went up from the Walkers. We dispersed and everyone went to get ready for dinner.

  “Y’all feel up for a walk?” Skye asked. “I could use some fresh air after all that.”

  “A walk sounds about right,” Travis agreed. “You in, Adam?”

  “Sure am. Might as well work up an appetite.”

  The three of us left the house and stepped out into the cool night air. The sun was setting, the sky on fire with oranges and reds and whites with thin clouds weaved through it all. The workers were finishing up for the day, and the chirp of crickets filled the air.

  We walked for a time in silence. Nothing needed to be said. Skye was safe, and the three of us were together.

  “This…this is nice,” Travis said. “First time in a while we’ve been able to catch out breaths and…”

  “…just enjoy it,” Skye finished. “Enjoy one another.”

  “We’re gonna be doin’ a lot of that,” Travis said with a snicker. “And…damned if I’m not thrilled.”

  Travis took one of Skye’s hands, and I took the other. We walked, and I savored the warmth of her hand against mine.

  “I’m thinkin’ about somethin’, though,” Skye mused. “What about…gettin’ married?” Her eyes widened, as if she’d said more than she ought to. “I mean, I know that’s far, far off in the future. But what if it happens?”

  I laughed. “Well, I think we’ve been doin’ a pretty damn good job at figurin’ things out as they come. Three people in a relationship means three heads to put together.”

  “One big wedding,” Travis announced. “Or two of ‘em. All sounds good to me.”

  We walked a little more before the sound of the dinner bell cut through the air. Together, we headed back to the ranch for a big, delicious meal of corn fritters and fried chicken and mashed potatoes and buttermilk biscuits. Dutch apple pie and ice cream finished it off, and as soon as we were done, the party started.

  All the Walkers, along with some folk from town, the guests on the ranch, and the crew, were all there. Music played, drinks flowed, and it was a hell of a time – one for the ages.

  But all I could think about was Skye. The three of us sat together, watching the party unfold. We were blessed to have such a big group who all loved us.

  And we were lucky to have one another. A love filled me that I’d never known before.

  I was beyond excited to find out what was next.

  Epilogue

  SKYE

  One year later…

  I awoke to a gentle tickle against my thigh. My eyes opened slowly, my vision bleary. The tickle moved up along my sensitive skin, finally settling between my legs.

  “Good mornin’, babe.”

  After rubbing the sleep from my eyes I glanced down. It was Travis, naked as the day he was born, licking me right where I wanted him.

  Good morning, indeed.

  “That feel good?”

  “You know it does.”

  I closed my eyes again – not to drift back to sleep, but to savor Travis’s licks. Over the course of the last year, he’d learned exactly how to please me, how to touch me to drive me wild.

  The door to the bedroom was open a crack, and over the sight of Travis’s head between my legs I watched as it opened a little more.

  “Aw, she’s already up?” Adam stepped through, shutting the door behind him. He wore nothing but his boots, his jeans, and his cowboy hat. And Lord, if there was anything sexier than a shirtless cowboy, I didn’t want to know about it.

  “She is,” Travis said, taking a brief break from the oral pleasure. “Turned off her alarm clock and decided to give her a different kind of wake-up.”

  “I can see that,” Adam said with a laugh as he stepped out of his boots and made his way over to the bed. “Maybe I can help really wake her up.”

  “You’re…” I could hardly speak from how good it felt. “You’re welcome to try.”

  Travis continued to lick me, slipping a pair of fingers inside as he teased me with his tongue. As I glanced down, I noticed how strange the sight of my flat belly was – I’d gotten so used to being pregnant that it seemed like I’d always had that big bump.

  Adam took off his hat and tossed it onto the nightstand before bringing his lips to mine. He kissed me slowly, deeply, the stubble light and bristly against my skin.

  Travis didn’t stop, so my moans were muffled through the kisses. The two men had become experts at knowing how to please me, how to tease me, and I couldn’t wait for the chance to return the favor.

  Adam’s kiss broke from my mouth, moving down my neck, then over my collarbone, then to my nipples. My breasts were still big and full from the pregnancy, and I didn’t need the boys to tell me how much they liked this recent development.

  Travis’s mouth of on my pussy, Adam’s on my tits – what could be better? Well, a few things came to mind, but I knew they’d come in time.

  And speaking of coming, Travis kept at it until the first orgasm ripped through my body, my eyes wide as I took in pleasured gasps, my hands on the back of his head, keeping him right where I wanted him.

  When the orgasm faded, Travis lifted his head, my wetness coating his cocky smile.

  “Hope you didn’t think that was all,” he said.

  “I had a feeling it wasn’t. Now, show me what you’ve got in mind.”

  “Gladly, babe.”

  I loved it when he called me that. Travis got up on his knees, his cock already hard and dripping. He took it into his hand as Adam continued to kiss my breasts. The sight of Travis’s gorgeous cock only made me hungry for the taste of one.

  “Alright, cowboy,” I said, speaking to Adam. “Strip.”

  “Bossy, bossy,” he said as he rose. Adam stood up, undoing his big belt buckle followed by his zipper. He yanked his jeans down, showing off his thick, muscular legs. After this, he rolled his charcoal-grey boxer-briefs down his thighs, kicking them off along with his jeans. Like Travis, he was solid as a stone.

  And I’d been so distracted by the sight of Adam that when Travis finally entered me, I wasn’t expecting it.

  “That feel good, baby?” Travis asked as he pushed his inches deeper inside me. “My hard cock inside you?”

  “Oh, you know it does.”

  I watched him for a few long, lovely moments. Travis on his knees, my hips bucked into the air, his cock moving slowly in and out of me, disappearing again and again into my pussy.

  Then I glanced at Adam, taking him by the prick and guiding him toward my mouth.

  “You wanna taste?”

  “I want more than just a taste.”

  I licked my lips, then his head. Adam let out a sexy little growl as I teased him with my tongue, my hand cupping his balls as I wrapped my lips around his end and began to slowly suck. He put his hands on his hips, watching me do my work, his handsome face tightening in pleasure.

  Travis picked up the pace, and before too long he was pumping into me so hard and fast that it was a challenge to keep Adam in my mouth. But I kept at it, salty-sweet drops of precum washing over my tongue.

  The pleasure continued as Travis thrust into me so fast I could hardly take it. Right in the middle of a series of pounds I came again, this orgasm somehow even more powerful than the one he’d already given me.

  Travis grunted hard, p
ushing deep into me as he came. My cries were still muffled from Adam’s cock, and the sensation of him unloading into me was pure bliss. When he was done, he slowly withdrew his still-twitching prick from my pussy.

  Adam was close to orgasm – I knew him well enough to tell. “Your turn, handsome,” I said as the second orgasm ebbed.

  “Whatever the lady wants,” he grunted.

  He took his cock out of his mouth before grabbing me by the hips and flipping my body over, my ass sticking up into the air. Travis moved in front of me, kissing me passionately as Adam entered me from behind.

  The pounding was intense and immediate. The soft slapping of my ass against his hips filled the air as he buried himself to the root over and over. Now and again he’d bring his hand down hard against my ass, a crack cutting through his grunts and my pliant moans.

  “Come on,” Travis murmured, taking his lips from mine. “I wanna see your face when you come.”

  I was close, and so was Adam. He continued to fuck me from behind, his hands grasping my hips, holding me tight. Travis leaned back, gazing into my eyes, watching the slightest change of expression as my face contorted in pleasure.

  And at the moment Adam shoved himself deeply into me, burying himself to the hilt, another orgasm released through me. I fell forward, my head dropping onto Travis’s lap as I rocked from the incredible pleasure. Adam came along with me, his cock throbbing as he unloaded deep within.

  The three of us collapsed into a heap, our chests rising and falling, the scent of our sweat-slicked bodies thick in the air.

  But we didn’t have time to relax. The muffled cry of our daughter sounded from the nursery, and all three of us snapped into alertness.

  “The queen is up,” Travis announced with a grin. “Who’s ready to greet her?”

  I sat up. “I’ll do it, You boys get ready for the day.”

  The guys nodded and got up, and I threw on a light, silk robe and hurried to the nursery. She was wide awake, her little hands and feet stuck up in the air as she cried for attention.

  Amelia. My baby girl. Our baby girl.

  “Alright now, missy,” I said, scooping her pudgy little body into my arms. “Nothin’ to fret about.”