Disorderly Cowboys [Lone Wolves of Shay Falls 6] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

by J. Rose Allister

  She swallowed. “It’s not true.”

  “I told you I wouldn’t lie about wantin’ you,” Zane said. “Are you gonna lie about it yourself?”

  “I know you’ve had the dreams,” Jayson said. “They’re one of the ways mates begin to sense each other. Believe me, we’ve dreamed of someone like you too.”

  Lana stood up and leaned against the tree. “This isn’t about some random cowboy and Indian dreams,” she said crossly. “It’s about what you expect me to do with two guys I barely met.”

  “Yet you know it’ll be right between us,” Zane said. “You’ve already given in to more than you ever thought you’d surrender to a man.”

  “Don’t use last night against me,” she said. “Just because I was trying to drown out a nightmare doesn’t mean I’m willing to take this all the way.”

  “You know where you belong,” Jayson said, getting to his feet as well. “And with what’s at stake, denyin’ what’s meant to be will only delay us freein’ you from Tyson forever.”

  “Having sex with you won’t change anything,” she said. “It isn’t about sex for him. He never even mentioned my virginity.”

  “It’s your unique chemistry that caught his attention,” Zane said. “Once you’re claimed, that magical energy you put out will exist solely between us. His obsession will be severed.”

  Jayson was edging closer, and her heart pounded. In some dark, pathetically hopeful corner of her spirit, she wanted them to be right. She wanted to believe they were bound by an invisible cord of magic. She wanted to give into the urges that taunted her whenever these men were near. How ridiculously romantic would it be for two dream heroes to ride into reality and break the curse she’d been under?

  “I don’t know,” she said.

  Now Zane was on his feet, too, dropping his hat on the blanket. While they barely inched toward her, she felt thick tension pressing in. She could run. That would be the smart thing. But Zane and Jayson could make her forget everything for just a little while. Perhaps that wasn’t the same thing as getting rid of him for good, but maybe that didn’t need to be the selling point. Maybe all that mattered was the fact that she wanted them to show her what it meant to be a woman.

  Jayson stopped in front of her and grabbed a branch just over his head. “You never did answer me the day we met,” he said quietly, glancing at the pendant lying against her pounding sternum. “When did you figure out you were hot for wolves? It was when you hit puberty, I’m bettin’.”

  Holy mother, he looked so damn sexy standing there with his pale hair swept across his forehead and his glorious body hanging onto the tree he’d planted as an innocent boy. It was as if he was holding onto part of his past, and there she was, desperately clinging to hers.

  Yeah, she was hot for wolves.

  “You’re right,” she said. “I was almost thirteen. They just started to fascinate me. I felt a connection to them.”

  The kiss came unexpectedly, even though both men had made their intentions quite clear. Jayson kept it light and controlled, but that didn’t stop her entire body from shaking.

  “You still feel that connection,” he said, running his hands along her shoulders. “Zane and I fascinate you the same way wolves do. Admit it.”

  She couldn’t admit anything just then, because he lifted her chin with a finger and began pressing insanely delicate, intoxicating kisses along her throat. She let her head fall back farther, and when his lips found the hollow between her collarbones, she felt the magic, all right. A magic far more powerful than burying witch bottles or hugging trees.

  Zane moved alongside her, picking up one of her hands and kissing each finger. “We only want what’s meant to be,” he whispered in her ear. “Trust us.”

  “I don’t trust anyone,” she murmured back. “Not for a long time.”

  “Trust yourself, then,” he said. “Trust the heart that knows we’re right.”

  She lifted her head to look at him. Then she clutched one of Zane’s shoulders and pulled him to her. His groan made her bolder, and she thrust her tongue out to find his. Jayson’s lips roamed lower on her chest, and her nipples stiffened, aching for his hot mouth. She found herself pushing his head closer to where she wanted it.

  Once her body ignited, she realized she could care less whether the men were concocting a wild story. All she wanted was to experience sweet surrender.

  “Lana,” Jayson said in a throaty rumble that echoed through her. “I’ve dreamed of makin’ love to you in this tree.”

  He no doubt meant near or under the tree, but she wasn’t about to correct him. She would have gone along with making love on top of the tree if need be.

  Jayson bit down on the nipple poking through her sweater, and she let out a gasp. She began tugging on Zane’s clothes, eager to get his shirt off and run her fingers over his smooth, hard flesh. He pulled away long enough to comply, and she could see the thick bulge tenting his jeans. She knew what lay inside, and she felt herself go damp at the thought of it. When he finished pulling his shirt off, he looked at her with a feral glow while her eyes slid greedily over his torso. The long scar over his chest enhanced his maleness and made her want to rake over it with her nails.

  “You next,” he said with a sexy smile that made her mouth water.

  Both men slipped their hands beneath the edge of her sweater, their fingers gliding over her skin while they slid the fabric up and over her breasts. She raised her arms obediently as they took the sweater off. She didn’t need to see their expressions to feel their hunger for her, and to her surprise, she wasn’t embarrassed about baring herself to them out in the open. She felt like a spring goddess in that moment, wearing blossoms in a witch’s braid while she seduced two powerful forest gods. It was in that wanton spirit of enchantment that she reached behind her back and unhooked her bra, watching their reactions carefully while she let it fall to the ground.

  “Perfection,” Jayson whispered reverently as he stared at her bare breasts. He sank to his knees and circled her with his arms, pressing his head to her stomach in a tender embrace that weakened her knees.

  The gesture was so pure that her heart leapt, and she ran her hands through his hair, caressing him. But his intent turned erotic soon enough when his hands moved up to knead her breasts. He dipped his tongue into her navel, and her grip on his hair tightened.

  Zane kicked off his boots and pants. His cock stood straight out, and his eyes had that freakish golden gleam. She leaned harder against the tree to steady herself.

  “You wanted proof of our magic,” Zane said. “I know you feel it.”

  “That’s why you don’t want us to stop,” Jayson said, getting to his feet. “When you came to Shay Falls, you weren’t just escapin’ a killer. You were runnin’ to us.”

  He finished undressing in silence. Her hands shook as she reached down to unsnap her jeans. The men were frozen in place, eyeing her hungrily while she took off her shoes and stepped out of her remaining clothes. They all stared at one another, silent. Lana was afraid to move, speak, or do anything that might break the spell.

  “I want you in the tree,” Jayson said, and while he was staring at her when he said it, he turned to Zane. “The way of my dream.”

  “Dreams ain’t always practical,” Zane said, and her eyes flicked to him. “It won’t work the way you described it.”

  God, they really meant it when they said they dreamed about her too?

  “This is why you brought me here,” she whispered. “Because you dreamed it.”

  Zane stepped closer and took her hands, gently pulling her away from the trunk. Then he slid behind her and pulled her against him. His body was so warm and hard as she let herself lean back. Every inch of skin that touched his practically glowed with sensual warmth, and the feel of his incredibly stiff cock against her ass made her want to squirm.

  From behind her, Zane slowly raised her arms over her head and draped them around his neck, holding them there with one hand whil
e the other skimmed down her tender inner arm and along the side of her breast. Her nipples puckered hard, and delicious arousal bloomed between her legs when his fingers brushed over her nipples.

  Jayson stood rigid, watching as Zane caressed her and nibbled her neck and shoulder. When Jayson made a move, however, his alpha growled loud enough for Lana to feel the vibration through their pressed-together bodies.

  “Not yet,” Zane said.

  Jayson’s cock jerked as his expression darkened. “Are you bein’ a tease or just greedy?”

  “I’m bein’ your alpha,” Zane said, running a splayed hand over her belly to dip between her legs.

  Lana stiffened and gave a little groan of pleasure as his fingers toyed with her clit. She let the back of her head rest against his shoulder and pushed her hips against his seeking fingers.

  “Is this close enough to your dream?” Zane asked him, letting his fingers run through the wet juices around her slit. “Takin’ her against the tree, not in it?”

  “Holy shit,” Jayson muttered under his breath, and his hand went down to grip the shaft of his cock. “You’re makin’ me crazy.”

  He stroked his dick while he watched her movements against Zane’s hand, and she watched while his fist moved up and down over his length.

  Frustration was palpable in the scant foot of space between them. She wanted him against her, kissing her while he shoved that hot cock between her legs. But Zane had his own plans.

  “I could mention I technically saw her first,” Jayson said.

  Zane let go of her trapped wrists, which she left in place while he cupped her breasts and tweaked her sensitive, swollen nipples. “And I could mention alphas have the right to declare first matin’.”

  Jayson’s eyes flashed with golden fire. “You’re forgettin’ it’s your fertile phase.”

  Zane pressed his erection tighter against her. His hot breath moved along her neck as he nuzzled her. “Do you trust me, darlin’?” he whispered to her.

  “Yes,” she barely managed.

  “Then bend forward.”

  He shifted his position and pressed on her back as he said it, and she let go of his neck to lean over, wondering whether she should. “Your phase?” she asked.

  His fingers pressed her ass cheeks apart, and he slipped a finger into her wet pussy before using it to draw circles around the rim of her anus. She never realized how good that could feel, and she gave in to the sensation without understanding what he had in mind. It wasn’t until his finger pressed inside to the knuckle that she realized his intention. She remembered the way Jayson had taken Zane up the ass, fast and harsh, and she froze up with a gasp.

  “I can’t,” she said. “It’ll hurt.”

  Zane pushed his finger deeper, working it in and out of her ass. “Does this hurt?”

  “Not yet,” she said shakily.

  “It’s like Jayson told you last night. We were made to pleasure each other.” He fucked her faster with his finger, and she felt undeniable waves of desire breaking through her fear. “This is part of the magic we share.”

  She looked up to see Jayson rubbing his balls with one hand while the other worked his reddened cock. “Let him do it, darlin’,” he said. “Let him take you so I can finally sink into that luscious, wet pussy.”

  “All right,” she breathed. “Do it.”

  Zane pulled his finger out of her, and she felt him position himself against her tight hole. She was bent over with her hands on her knees now, but Jayson moved up to take hold of her arms. “Relax,” he said. “You ain’t felt nothin’ so good before. I promise.”

  His cock was near her face with her bent forward this way, and she could smell the heady, musky scent of him. She shut her eyes as Zane pushed his dick inside her, not in the long, gruff way Jayson had done him, but slow and gentle.

  “Breathe out,” Zane said to her. “Let go.”

  She did and felt her body stretch to accommodate his girth. The hard flesh slid along readily, awakening nerve endings she had no idea would be tolerable, let alone capable of making her clit throb harder.

  Lana let out another deep sigh when Zane’s hips pressed to her ass. He was fully inside her, and the pulses jerking through his cock sent tingles through her.

  “No pain?” Jayson asked, reaching beneath her to roll her nipples between his fingers.

  “Goddess, no,” she breathed.

  She couldn’t be still any longer. She opened her mouth and slid it over the tip of his hard cock, and he cried out in obvious surprise.

  “Oh, Jesus,” he said, grabbing at her braid. “Taste it, darlin’. Feel how ready I am to explode.”

  Zane pulled away until his cock pulled back almost to the entrance. “Thought I told you to wait,” he said hoarsely.

  “It was her idea,” Jayson said.

  He tasted hot and manly, and salt oozed over her tongue as she flicked it over his hard flesh. She gripped his waist with her hands and pulled him farther into her mouth. She hadn’t the slightest damn idea what she was doing, but she tried to copy what she’d seen him do to Zane’s cock.

  Zane pushed himself inside her again, grabbing her hips the way she had hold of Jayson’s. She moaned and sucked Jayson harder, feeling him throb in her mouth the same way Zane’s cock was throbbing in her ass.

  “Stop,” Jayson said after a short time, pulling out of her mouth. “I don’t want to come until I’m deep inside you.”

  Zane leaned back into the tree, pulling her upright. “Reach up and grab the branches.” He growled into her ear.

  Standing up with his erection buried inside her was a bizarre feeling, but he helped her by lifting slightly until she had hold of the branch. Jayson bent to claim her nipples with his mouth, sucking them in deeply and raking his teeth over each. She let out a whimper as pleasure spread throughout her body.

  Jayson moved closer. “Wrap your legs around me,” he said.

  She didn’t get a chance to ask how the hell she was supposed to manage that. He hefted her by the hips, and she wound her ankles around his back automatically. His dick was right against her pussy now, and despite the fact Zane’s large erection already occupied a good deal of space, Jayson’s cockhead pushed inside her opening.

  “Oh, yes,” she murmured, and with a grunt, Jayson pressed harder, deeper until he was buried fully.

  Two cocks inside her took hold of her like nothing she’d ever imagined. She could barely breathe, panting with shallow breaths high up in her chest as she clutched the branch and embraced this new feeling. Blossoms showered down around them, shaken loose as the men started to move.

  Her clit pulsed with every heartbeat, the pleasure drawing exquisitely tighter and higher with each throb. She was sandwiched between two hard, flexing bodies as they thrust slowly in and out. Their bare skin against hers produced the same pleasing tingles she always felt when she touched them, but now she was more focused on what was happening inside her. She felt their energies connect, not at the skin’s surface, but deep where the three of them were merged into one. They hadn’t merely taken her virginity and turned her into a woman. She belonged to them. And God, that revelation felt good.

  Jayson let out a moan and pushed into her faster. “You’re mine,” he said, echoing her thoughts. “You feel it, don’t you? We were meant for this.”

  “Yes,” she whispered, barely able to hold onto the branch. “Just don’t stop.”

  “Let me claim you,” Zane said pausing to flick his tongue along her shoulder. “Tell me you want to be part of us.”

  “I already am,” she said, wiggling her cunt against Jayson until just the right spot on her clit rubbed his groin. She whimpered and tightened her legs around his back, forcing him deeper. “Harder, Jayson.”

  He pumped himself faster, and her head fell back as she concentrated on the swirling passion building in her body. She stared up into the tree while the maddening perfection of his fucking drove her toward climax.

  “I claim you for our
pack,” Zane said. “Take my mark and feel what real magic is.”

  The growl he let out was definitely more wolf than man, and she shuddered at it.

  “Fuck, yes,” Jayson said, and she saw him eyeing Zane over her shoulder. “Sink those teeth in and finish this.”

  Teeth?

  It was too late to panic. She felt sharp points sink into her shoulder, and Zane clutched himself to her while he bit down and drove his cock deep.

  Zane’s bite carried with it far more than a brief blossom of pain. The sharp jab was immediately obliterated by the overwhelming sense of possession. Something inside her swelled like an ocean wave, and Zane’s teeth flooded her with a hot pleasure that sent her into heaven. He had lied to her before. He’d told her a werewolf’s bite wouldn’t turn a mate during sex. But she was already becoming something wild and new. His fangs were changing everything.

  She cried out as her wide eyes found Jayson’s. His were completely inhuman, blazing gold with red around the irises. Unable to control her limbs, she lost hold of the branch and fell against Zane. The men held her up between them, supporting her while Jayson rammed her with his cock. He and Zane were making animal noises as they came, sounds that faded the moment she followed them into orgasm. She screamed in a way she’d never dared as her entire being surrendered. They were bound now, and she floated in the incredibly buoying power of it. These men had not just taken her body to satisfy male urges. They would give all of themselves to her without fear or hesitation. They would fight to the death to protect their own.

  A while after her massive shockwave had come, it subsided. Energy rushed out of her like waves receding from shore, and she went completely limp. The men pulled out of her and lowered her feet gently to the ground, but she was unable to stand. They shoved their picnic aside and helped her down to the blanket, where she stretched out and succumbed to the weak, yet lighter-than-air sensation in every muscle. She felt as if a huge weight had been lifted from her, and yet something even stronger had settled in its place. She was where she belonged now, with men who truly cared for her. She sensed it flowing out of them right down to her bones. They hadn’t made up some crap story about werewolf magic just to get inside her. They had claimed what they rightfully knew was theirs.