Smokin' Cowboys: A Contemporary, Reverse Harem Western (Loved By Three Book 1)

by Poppy Flynn

  The Blindfold was whisked away from her eyes and she found Syrus lying on his back next to her whilst Cody stood at the end of the bed and Ezra kneeled by her side. Pulling her into a sitting position, Ezra caught her around the waist.

  “Okay, you need to climb over and straddle Syrus,” Cody instructed.

  Ezra palmed her ass and helped her to mount him.

  She couldn't help looking down at the stiff, pulsing cock that nestled between her legs. She bit her lip and her stomach clenched in excitement. God, how she wanted that inside her.

  Ezra tweaked one of her nipples and gave a wicked laugh. “Climb on baby, I know you want to.”

  With that Syrus grasped her waist and lifted her slightly in order to position her. She felt the tip of his glans nudging against her opening and had to steal herself against simply shoving herself down and letting him fill her the way she so desperately desired.

  Thankfully, Ezra sidetracked her for a few moments when he kneeled up next to her, cupping his own balls, and dragging his cock slowly back and forth in his fist. The man clearly had no modesty, and devilry played in his eyes as he caught her staring and held her gaze. But then who was she to talk?

  The distraction was short lived when Syrus’ hands, insistent on her waist, encouraged her to seat herself on his shaft. He stopped her from moving too quickly and instead of filled her inch by excruciating inch until she was filled and stretched completely.

  Below her, Syrus scrunched his eyes shut. “Damn, but she’s tight,” he breathed with a groan.

  There was pressure in the middle of her shoulders. Cody pushed her forwards until her breasts grazed Syrus' chest. She knew a moment of embarrassment when she realized her butt was lewdly on display, but she didn't have time to dwell on the fact since Syrus pushed her back slightly until he could cup her breast and suck one of her painfully hard nipples into his mouth.

  There was a squirting sound that she didn't quite comprehend, but she sucked in a sharp breath when she felt a viscous liquid run slowly down the crack of her ass. Then fingers were there, rubbing in circles around her puckered rosette, and she couldn't help jerking at the intrusion.

  “Easy now, there's a good girl, just relax and let me in.”

  A sharp tug on her braid distracted her momentarily, and she turned her head to the side to see Ezra pulling off the hair tie that kept it in place. He loosened her hair, drawing his fingers seductively through the long tresses to free them.

  Cody was rubbing her buttocks now, soothingly, to get her to relax and Syrus switched his attentions from one breast to the other.

  Then the fingers were there again, pressing, rubbing, pushing inexorably deeper into that forbidden place. She clenched automatically and felt a sharp swat to her rump.

  “Don't clench,” Cody ordered. “It will just make things difficult.” He probed deeper and Ellie did her best to let him in.

  Her hair was pulled to the side, and she turned her head to find Ezra's face right next to hers. He cupped the back of her head and covered her lips with his own, pushing his tongue straight into her mouth in a kiss that demanded attention and robbed her of breath. Around her everything continued, but her concentration was fractured between the three of them and the immeasurable pleasure that each of them wrought.

  “You're going to suck my cock now, aren't you baby,” Ezra murmured when he came up for air. “You're going to take all of it in that hot, sweet mouth of yours.”

  Ellie's eyes glazed over and her mouth watered at the suggestion. She wanted so badly to give him pleasure, to give all of them a fraction of the pleasure they had bestowed upon her; both now and in the past. She nodded her head vigorously.

  “Give me the words baby, I want to hear the words.”

  “Yes, I want your cock in my mouth. I want to suck you; I want you to use me any way you want to.”

  Ellie didn't know where the words were coming from, but she meant every single one.

  Cody had breached the tight ring of muscle of her sphincter and Ellie dragged in a breath and tried not to clench around the invading digit, but it was hard. This was new territory for her.

  Luckily the three brothers were completely in sync and at the same moment Cyrus bit down on one of her tender nubs, giving her something else to think about while Cody withdrew and immediately re-entered with two fingers this time.

  Ellie felt the blinding pressure followed by a scintillating burn, but it eased within seconds to be replaced by a dark pleasure the likes of which she had never known before, as Cody slowly dragged his fingers in and out.

  Somebody was panting and whimpering, but it never occurred to Ellie that it was her. Cody's touch was setting fire to nerve endings that she never knew existed, and the feeling was glorious. She rocked her hips up-and-down and tightened her pelvic muscles, drawing a stark groan from Syrus.

  “Jeez Cody, you need to hurry up or I'll be finished before you even get in there if she keeps squeezing me like this.”

  “Almost ready,” Cody replied far more calmly.

  Ellie felt the slick chill of more lube, then mourned the loss of his fingers as he withdrew. The disappointment was fleeting as she felt his thick tip lining up with her bottom hole. Excitement and trepidation flooded her mind all at the same time, and Ezra chose that exact moment to press his own cock against her mouth, dragging the head backwards and forwards across her lips as he demanded entry.

  Ellie opened for him and licked the drop of pre-come from his slit, welcoming him into her mouth and groaning loudly around his glans as Cody pressed slowly into her back passage. The fullness was almost overwhelming, Ellie had never felt anything like it in her life.

  Syrus carefully guided her hips upwards and withdrew enough to give his brother room. Then the two of them switched and slowly sped up as each of them I found their rhythm.

  Ezra grabbed fistfuls of her hair and held her head immobile as he fucked her mouth.

  “Relax your throat, baby, breathe through your nose, and take me all the way down,” he demanded almost as dominantly as Cody.

  With her head whirling and her senses on overload, Ellie did the best she could. She was on the rollercoaster ride of her life and fireworks were going off in her brain. It was all she could to do to hold on for the trip.

  “I’m going to come,” said Syrus from between gritted teeth, and suddenly everything became a little more frantic. He and Cody lost their rhythm and pounded inside of her, stretching her to bursting.

  Syrus' hands gripped hard around her breasts and his teeth plucked harshly at her nipples, the small shards of pain sending her into the stratosphere.

  Cody reached around between them and found her distended clit, pinching it between his fingers, then rubbing purposefully until everything inside her coalesced into a pinpoint of blinding pleasure before it erupted explosively, shattering what was left of her restraint until she was screaming convulsively around Ezra's cock.

  Everything seemed to happen at once. Syrus threw back his head, squeezed his eyes shut, and let out a groan of completion as his hot seed coated her channel.

  Ezra's hands fisted in her hair, pulling tight. “That's right, baby, scream around my cock and let me feel those vibrations,” he urged, bumping the back of her throat with his cock head and she tried her best not to gag while thick ropes of semen splashed down her throat.

  Cody bellowed and pounded her ass, his once smooth movements jerky and spasmodic as he found his own climax.

  Ellie collapsed onto Syrus' chest the second Ezra released her mouth, exhausted, sated and feeling completely and utterly satisfied as Cody pulled out of her now tender ass with a loving little pat. She wouldn't change anything for the world.

  For a long while she couldn't even move, her eyes drifted shut, and she was vaguely aware of hands taking care of her, one wiping her tear-streaked face while the other washed her with a warm, damp cloth down below.

  She couldn't bring herself to move, she wanted to keep her eyes closed and commit
this moment to memory, this feeling of utter bliss and contentment. She wanted to hold it close to her heart and never let it go.

  Vaguely she felt the bed dip and creak, but Ellie held tight to her dreams even as she found herself sandwiched and surrounded by strong, hot bodies and drifted off to sleep.

  She didn't know how long she slept for. A dry throat and the need to pee woke her from what were surely the most satisfying, erotic dreams she'd ever had.

  Reluctant to let the fantasies go, Ellie opened one eye and peered through the glimmers of the late afternoon sun which feathered subdued fingers of light through the shadows and saw the men of her dreams right there next to her in sharp, technicolored reality. A wave of deep contentment and rightness washed through her.

  Hot damn, it hadn’t been a dream after all.

  Chapter Eighteen

  Of course, anything that was anywhere near as fantastic as a dream come true always had to come to an end when reality stuck its irksome, judicious head into the picture and demanded that you think logically. And this was no different.

  She woke late - again! That was getting to be a bit of a habit. She might really have thought she had dreamed it all if she hadn’t awoken in Cody’s bed with a note on the pillow beside her.

  ‘Sleep in and catch up on your rest, sweetheart x’

  It wasn’t signed, but she knew Syrus had left it; it was typical of him and besides, he was the one who always called her sweetheart. With Ezra it was baby, and Cody referred to her as ‘little or good girl’.

  That brief thought, alone, was enough to jumpstart an onslaught of sexy, erotic memories from the previous night. They had paused only briefly after their nap, to freshen up before round two had commenced where the brothers had each switched place and they had woken her again during the night for an encore. She really hadn’t had that much sleep. But then, neither had they.

  She gave a huge yawn as she smiled and stretched. Multiple orgasms were surprisingly tiring.

  There was no sign of the three of them when she got downstairs, and as she poured herself a mug of coffee from the pot that had been brewed, she immediately felt guilty that she hadn’t been there to take care of them this morning.

  It didn’t help that she knew they had a whole day away from the ranch, since they were off to a livestock auction. She wouldn’t see them now until tonight, and that gave her an entire day to stew and second guess everything that had happened between them. Because as wonderful as it had been, the one thing she didn’t know was where things stood now and exactly what it meant for their future.

  Did it change anything at all? And if it didn’t, what did that mean and how were they supposed to move forward?

  Never mind the fact that she’d had intercourse with all three of them without using protection. What if she got pregnant? She wouldn’t even know which of the brothers was the father. Could DNA testing be accurate enough to provide an answer if the prospective fathers were so closely related? And how would she even go about trying to explain all that?

  After spending way too much time fretting over something she didn’t have any answers to, Ellie decided that the best option was to take her mind off it. She was just borrowing trouble right now.

  By the time the clock had slowly ticked around to the hour when her men were due home, the house was spotless, all the laundry had been done, she had a complicated dinner cooking and had baked far too many treats for the four of them to eat - but at least some of them could be frozen.

  The final wait was excruciatingly agonizing. She kept straining her ears for the sound of the pickup, the clatter of footsteps or the chatter of conversation.

  When they were late, she worried that they might have had an accident, or maybe they just didn’t want to come home and have to face her. Perhaps in the cold light of day they had decided it was all a mistake, something which should never have happened, and they were, right now, drowning their sorrows in a bar and trying to work out how to get out of it.

  She nicked her finger with a sharp knife because she was so distracted and just minutes after bandaging it up, she burned her hand on a baking sheet and ended up dropping an entire tray of cookies on the floor.

  In the end she didn’t even hear them come in at all, because she was too busy holding her hand under the tap to cool the burn and sniffling away the tears which she told herself were solely because she had hurt herself and had nothing to do with the fact that she was scared they wouldn’t want her anymore.

  She squawked and jumped in surprise when first Cody’s strident voice exclaimed, “Shit, what happened? Are you hurt?” and Syrus immediately appeared, pressing up behind her, as he peered over her shoulder to assess the situation while Ezra grabbed a broom and started sweeping up the mess.

  “I-I’m sorry,” she sobbed, “I burned myself and dropped the cookies.”

  “Where’s the blood from then?” he demanded, pointing to the droplets on the counter.

  Syrus grabbed both of her hands and inspected them, before placing butterfly kisses on each one and thumbing her tears away before gently kissing her lips.

  Not to be outdone, Ezra dropped the broom and pulled her to him for a fierce hug. When he let her go, Cody was there. He looked at her hands, looked at all the baking and cooking she had done and said, “You’re not usually such a butter fingers. And the house looks like you’ve scrubbed every inch, plus you’ve cooked enough to feed an army. What’s wrong?”

  She looked up at him, then to Syrus and Ezra who were standing at each of his shoulders looking similarly concerned, and promptly burst into tears all over again.

  Cody simply scooped her up, sat himself down and arranged her on his knee while Ezra and Syrus pulled up a chair either side.

  “Okay, spill it,” Cody demanded. What’s got you so upset? Is it us?

  “Did we overstep last night?” There was a certain amount of trepidation in Syrus’ voice that she didn’t care for. She never wanted them to imagine they were less than perfect, but before she could put his mind at ease, Ezra had joined in with his own concerns.

  “Did we hurt you?”

  “No, oh no, none of those things. For me, last night was amazing,” she replied hurriedly, shaking her head and wiping the tears from her face with the back of her hand.

  “I just got worried because you weren’t home on time, and I’d spent all day thinking and wondering about everything and you weren’t here and so my mind kind of ran away with me a bit and I guess I was fretting, but when you were late, I thought you might have had an accident, except then I thought that perhaps, um, maybe, you didn’t want to come back and that last night wasn’t enough for you - that I wasn’t good enough so you stayed away and I think maybe I love you, all three of you but I don’t know how we make that work and…”

  The words spewed out like a torrent of water from a ruptured dam, babbling out and all running together without so much as a breath until Cody calmly put a finger on her lips to stop the diatribe.

  “First, I’m sorry we weren’t here for you today. In retrospect, that was an oversight on our part and something we should have thought about a little more carefully,” he said apologetically.

  “Last night was absolutely perfect, Ellie. Nothing in the world could have made it better.” Syrus took her hand and kissed her fingers once more as he reassured her.

  “Now why would you ever think you weren’t enough for us, baby?” Ezra asked, capturing her cheek in his palm and forcing her to look up at them.

  Cody cut in before she could reply. “We did what we did to prove that you alone are enough for all three of us.”

  “But what happens now?” she asked in a small voice, hardly daring to hope for what she was really dreaming of.

  Syrus’ face lit up with that heart-melting smile of his, and Ellie felt her own flip in response. “Sweetheart, the reason we’re late is that we made an additional, very special stop before we came home.”

  “Took us a little longer than we’d planned
to find the perfect thing we were searching for,” Ezra added with his own panty melting grin.

  The two of them dropped down in front of her and while Cody kept her firmly ensconced on his knee, he shifted to reach for something in his pocket.

  It took a moment for realization to set in and when the three of them each flipped open a ring box she could scarcely believe what she was seeing.

  “Marry us,” they all said in unison.

  Ellie couldn’t quite take it all in. Her mouth dropped open and her stomach did a weird little flip. They hadn’t each said, ‘marry me’ and asked her to choose between them, which meant…

  Her brain couldn’t quite comprehend the reality. Were they really asking what she thought they were? She was almost afraid to hope in case she had it wrong. Thankfully, they hadn’t finished.

  “The last few weeks have made us realize that we all have feelings for you, Ellie. Strong feelings,” Cody said.

  “More than we ever imagined would be possible when we put out an ad to find wives,” Ezra continued with a nod.

  “We expected to maybe find someone each of us could be comfortable with and pursue an amicable enough relationship to make it work,” explained Syrus.

  Cody took up the narrative once again. “What we actually found was so much more. What we didn’t expect was that all three of us would be equally attracted to you.”

  “You scared us to death when you said you wanted to leave because you couldn’t make a choice,” Syrus said quietly.

  Ezra stroked his thumb across her cheek. “But what it did was make us realize we could all have you; that none of us would have to give you up.”

  Cody pressed a kiss to her temple. “It took away the biggest fear that each of us harbored,” he told her in a voice that almost shook with emotion. “That two of us were going to have to come to terms with losing you and watching you every day with our brother, knowing that you’d never be ours.”

  “None of us knew if we’d be able to bear that, or even if our relationship would withstand the consequences,” Syrus whispered soulfully.

  Ezra nodded solemnly. “Not even the one of us who got to keep you.”