The Divine Creek Ranch Collection Volume 3

by Heather Rainier

  Her eyes flew open and her pussy convulsed on his cock. She howled as her orgasm came in wave after wave, squeezing him and causing him to follow quickly with his own release. It felt so damned good as he thrust firmly those last few times, then let loose a cry of triumph as his scorching release filled her trembling cunt.

  He lifted up to look into her eyes and was awestruck by the blissful smile on her face. To have been responsible for that smile was very gratifying. She looked like a beautiful, blonde angel with her long hair spread out all around her. Kendall kissed her and gently withdrew. She lay where he left her, catching her breath as he removed the condom and returned to her side.

  Kendall caressed her abdomen. “Babydoll? Are you okay?”

  She opened her eyes, and he saw the sheen of tears in them, and then she sniffled. Boone joined him on her other side, and Richard drew close as well, stroking her hair from her cheeks and damp forehead.

  Maya sighed shakily and nodded her head but said nothing.

  Boone spoke up and said, “Maya, we care very much about you. Nothing you say will surprise us. Tell us what’s wrong.”

  A small sob escaped her. “I’m missing what I didn’t have before, with both Morgan and Kendall. Nothing is wrong, I promise. It feels so good with all of you, and I’m scared. I know what it’s like to love someone and have him ripped from your life. I’m scared because I’m falling in love again, with you and Richard as well as Kendall. Are you sure you want this, Boone? Because it’s feeling more permanent by the minute.”

  Chapter Twelve

  Boone could see the emotion in her eyes and feel it in the way she trembled beneath his hands. To reassure her and let her know they were going to be there for her, Boone replied, “Well then, baby, we’ll talk in the morning about going home with you and helping you pack. Right now I want you to stop worrying and let me love you.” He punctuated the statement with a leisurely kiss.

  Evidently satisfied, she sat up and he drew her closer. He’d watched as both his brothers made love to Maya and needed her in the worst possible way.

  He didn’t intentionally withhold love words from her. He wanted her to himself before he told her. Boone acknowledged that he was possessive by nature and knew the next few days would tell him whether this could work or not. The emotion in her eyes from a few moments before returned to his mind and in a small way he had his answer already. He never wanted to hurt her. This had to work.

  “Still want me?” she asked with a sniffly chuckle. “I didn’t mean to ruin the mood.”

  Boone smiled and drew her to him where he knelt on the bed, sitting back on his heels. His cock was erect, twitching and aching to be inside her for the first time. “You told us what you needed, Maya. We’ll always want you to do that. I want you very much right now.” Leaning over her, he tilted her chin up and kissed her deeply. He gazed into her blue eyes and said, “Hands and knees, facing Kendall and Richard.”

  He heard her slight gasp and saw the glint of lust sparkling in her eyes before she turned her back to him. Boone noticed Kendall’s eyebrows knit together for a second before he looked at Maya’s face. Kendall knew all about Boone’s kinky side and his order, right off the bat, must’ve concerned Kendall a bit. Boone knew what Kendall saw in Maya’s face as his gaze flicked up, and he smiled at Boone. Maya liked to play. Boone was willing to bet Maya was also a little kinky. He looked forward to finding out.

  He sheathed his cock and applied extra lube to it as she got into position. He’d been dreaming of sinking balls-deep in her tight little pussy for days now, and even more so since having a taste of her yesterday.

  “Back up to me and spread your feet wider, baby.”

  She did as he asked and whimpered when he rubbed his cock through her cleft. She was dripping wet and extremely turned-on judging by the sounds she made.

  Satisfied with how she was positioned, he slid his hands around her torso and lifted her so she leaned back against his front, her pussy perfectly aligned with his cock. She fit all three of them perfectly. Her head rested in the hollow above his collarbone, and she could easily turn her head to kiss him, which she eagerly demonstrated as she waited for his next directive.

  He liked that she allowed him to control the moment. He didn’t need to have a tight rein on every aspect of their experience together, but he liked to lead. Slowly, he slid his right hand over her hip and down her pelvis, stroking her with a light, tender touch that almost reached her mound.

  “You’re beautiful, baby. We’ll never get tired of looking at you or telling you. You’re precious, and we’ll always want you to feel pleasure at our hands, together and individually. Look at Kendall and Richard watching as I touch you.” He slid the fingertips of his left hand over her abdomen, tickling her navel before sliding upward.

  Her breathing ratcheted up another notch, and he was pleased. It turned her on to think of the others observing. It increased his excitement, too. It took every ounce of control he had to not thrust like a rutting beast inside her. This was her third experience for the night after a long dry spell and he didn’t want her regretting it in the morning.

  Willing his rapacious cock into submission, he cupped her full, sumptuous breasts in his hands, delighting in their luscious weight. His hands spanned her torso and slid down to her hips and the juncture of her thighs.

  “Your skin is so silky. I’m almost afraid I’ll damage it with my rough hands. But you like our rough hands on you, don’t you?”

  “Oh, yes,” she murmured in an unsteady voice as she allowed him to draw her splayed thighs a little farther apart. Judging by her breathing, she was back at the precipice again. Right where he wanted her.

  He lifted her hands until they rested at the nape of his neck. This posture raised her breasts up temptingly. Kendall and Richard were raptly attentive as he slid his hands up her inner thighs and stroked her baby-soft outer lips. He grinned at Kendall when his brother licked his lips hungrily. Richard’s cock was once again rock-hard and ready for action, as was Kendall’s.

  Slowly, Boone brushed his excruciatingly hard dick back and forth through her opened slit, teasing her a little. Her body quaked against him, and he smiled when she arched her back and pressed her ass against his hips, offering herself to him.

  He spread her inner lips tenderly with his fingers and honed in on her clit, caressing the drenched little jewel. Maya tilted her head back and released a high-pitched breathy sound from her parted lips. She squirmed in his grasp and he growled in her ear. When she settled, he stroked her clit several more times in slow succession. Each caress over those nerve endings increased her tension. Perfect.

  “Ready for my cock, baby?”

  “Yes, Boone, yes!”

  Holding her to him tightly, he maneuvered his cockhead to her slippery entrance and thrust inward, groaning as her silky heat engulfed him an inch at a time.

  “Do you want to be ours, Maya?” He pulled out and thrust to the hilt.

  “Yes.”

  “Want us to love you and take care of you? Keep you safe with us?” He pulled out and held her tightly as he gave her every inch again.

  Her head tilted farther back against his shoulder and she cried out, “Yes!”

  He held her still as she fought to move on his cock, and her body vibrated within his hold. “Will you let me fuck you while my brothers watch, anywhere we want?”

  “Anytime, anyplace!” She creamed for him, drenching his fingers as he went back to stroking her pussy. Damn, she liked that idea.

  “Will you let all three of us fuck you together? A cock in your ass, your pussy, and in your mouth?”

  “Yes! Please fuck me, Boone!”

  With two fingers stroking her clit firmly he held her to him and whispered, “I plan to fuck your ass soon. Do you think you can handle that?”

  “Yes, Boone. I can. Please, baby!”

  “Then we plan to make you one happy woman. Want me to fuck you?”

  Her hot, drenched body tremble
d against him as she panted and responded, “Take good care of me, Boone.”

  “Oh, I aim to, baby.”

  Her pussy convulsed and clenched mercilessly on his cock as he firmly thrust his cock deep. He noted in the back of his mind that she seemed to enjoy how tightly he held her and wondered how she would respond to being restrained.

  Kendall and Richard both fisted their cocks as they watched. He liked this position because it allowed them to observe as his cock slid in and out of her creaming pussy. They’d see the ecstasy on her beautiful face when she came hard for him. He parted her pussy lips and enjoyed the lust the sight inspired in their eyes. She was amazing as she held tightly to his neck and shoulders and allowed him to take her in the manner of his choosing.

  He withdrew slightly and began thrusting against her G-spot, having located it based on her responses earlier, and pressed his fingers against her clit so it was against the underside of his cock with each stroke.

  Maya sobbed once and let out an eardrum-piercing shriek loud enough to wake the dead. She clutched at his shoulders and jerked in his grasp, grinding against his cock and his fingers. He groaned in satisfaction as her pussy flooded with her cum. He threw off his control, gave three mighty thrusts, and his release exploded from his cock in searing jets. The pleasure was so intense he felt light-headed for a few seconds.

  He was vaguely aware of deep groans of pleasure as Richard and Kendall came as well.

  His arms shook slightly as he held Maya and tilted his head down to kiss her temple. She leaned her head against his damp chest and smiled up at him blissfully. Her lips were warm and tender as she kissed him, and his heart lurched at the love in her eyes.

  In the matter of a few days, Maya had managed to make him fall head over sappy heels in love with her. The thought couldn’t have pleased him more.

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  Maya doubted she’d ever felt this sexy in her entire life. Boone had allayed all her worries and systematically stripped her of any sexual inhibition she had left.

  Maya loved sex, had always enjoyed it with Morgan, then with Richard and Kendall. What Boone did with her went beyond sex. It fulfilled other needs she had, most obviously the fact that she’d loved the way he’d fucked her while Kendall and Richard watched. The way she’d felt put on display and the sounds they’d made together as they came were incredibly erotic.

  The sight of Kendall and Richard stroking their cocks until they came as they watched her and Boone had been a huge turn-on. She looked forward eagerly to the day they’d all make love to her together.

  Her pussy tingled and quivered as he withdrew from her, helped her lie down, then continued to hold her.

  “You all right, baby?”

  “Big understatement, Boone.”

  “Really?”

  “Trust me. I loved it.”

  She lay there listening to them breathe and sighed with pleasure as Boone kissed her shoulder and slid his warm, work-roughened hand over her torso. His light touch raised goose bumps on her skin and tickled slightly. She smiled and released another happy sigh. She must’ve drifted in a light sleep for a few minutes but opened her eyes when Boone climbed from the bed and disposed of the condom.

  She heard the sound of running water and realized at some point Kendall had gotten up and must be in the bathroom filling the big tub. Kendall returned to the bed and caressed her hip. “Babydoll, would you like a nice, hot soak?”

  Maya turned onto her back and stretched luxuriantly. Have I died and gone to heaven? With the way these men served her, she’d be spoiled in no time.

  “I’d love it.” Richard scooped her up and carried her into the redolent bathroom, stealing a gentle kiss along the way. She could hear Kendall chuckling at her surprised squeal from the other room.

  Richard lowered her carefully into the bath and she sniffed the air. “Is that lavender? I didn’t bring any bath salts or bubble bath with me.”

  “Boone and I went shopping for you and bought some things we thought you might need while you were here,” Richard murmured as he squatted down at her side.

  She placed a bubble-covered hand on his cheek and replied, “Thank you for doing that.”

  “You’re welcome. How do you feel?”

  “Wonderful. Well-loved and relaxed.”

  Richard smiled and whispered, “Good. Need me to scrub your back?”

  “There’s room, if you’d care to join me.”

  Richard debated for a second before joining her.

  Boone poked his head inside and said, “Damn. Beat me to it.” But he didn’t look upset. She appreciated that they allowed each other access and didn’t hoard time with her, whether they were sitting in front of the television or doing things like this. To her, it felt easy. She hoped that was genuinely the case.

  Leaning against the doorframe for a moment, Boone said, “I know what Maya would like in the new master suite. A bathtub big enough for four people.”

  Maya snickered and said, “I like the way you men think, Boone. Spank my fanny and spoil me rotten.”

  Boone laughed warmly. “Enjoy your bath,” he murmured before he returned to the bedroom.

  She sighed with pleasure as Richard stroked the muscles in her thighs, and she drew closer to him and climbed in his lap. She lay against him as he poured water from his big hands over her shoulders. His beard tickled against her shoulder as he kissed her there. A sleepy languor stole over her, and she sighed happily.

  In the quiet of the bathroom, Richard whispered, “I love you, Maya.”

  His declaration stole her breath from her, and in a heartbeat her eyes were brimming with tears. She lifted her head to look in his eyes. His heart was there and in his touch as he caressed her shoulder and her back.

  He seemed to want to say more, but merely added, “You are precious to me.”

  She burrowed against him, wrapped her other arm around his neck, and kissed his muscular chest. “I love you, Richard. You make me very happy.”

  They stayed in the tub, wrapped in each other’s arms, until the water cooled. He lifted her out and set her carefully on the bath mat, and they both dried off before returning to the bed.

  Kendall reached for her as she climbed in amongst them and said, “Feel good?”

  She sighed happily. “Perfect. And a little pruney, too.”

  Chapter Thirteen

  Maya slept light that night, enthralled by the men who surrounded her with their masculine heat and strength. One of them left the bed, and Maya knew by his silhouette and height that it was Richard. He’d been restless all night, and she wondered if he’d slept much.

  He went down the hall to the other bedroom, and then she heard him slip out the back door. She lay there wondering if the men would mind if she joined him in case he wanted someone to talk to. Boone and Kendall seemed surprised that he talked as much as he did with her. She liked that he trusted her and felt he could open up to her.

  Careful to not disturb them, she climbed from the bed and pulled on one of Kendall’s work shirts. Grinning, she cuffed up the sleeves that hung way past her wrists. The shirt reached to her knees. She buttoned it up and tiptoed to the back door and looked out the window.

  He was on the porch glider, and his big frame seemed tense as he sat with elbows on knees and his head down. He’d had time to think and process since they’d settled down to sleep, and she’d wondered if he was coming to grips with letting Michelle go. She felt like a voyeur, getting such a clear glimpse of his struggle.

  She opened the back door quietly and approached the glider. He looked up at her and patted the glider beside him. She perched on the edge and faced him.

  “Having trouble sleeping?” she asked softly.

  “Yeah. I can’t get my mind to shut off. Just thinking.” The rough, vulnerable timbre of his voice cried out to her heart.

  “Thinking about Michelle?”

  “Sort of. How about you?” Getting over Michelle’s loss was going to be like peeling an onion. It ha
d to be done one layer at a time.

  “Morgan’s challenging words to me, to dare to live, keep me moving forward, but I still feel the grief. Sometimes…I don’t think I’ll ever get over losing Morgan. Not really. He was very good to me.” Her voice broke, and her quivering lips made it hard to continue speaking. She paused, trying to get a grip on her emotions as she looked at her hands twisting in her lap.

  She’d never felt this way when she’d dated, before Kendall had come to get her. This felt like she was letting Morgan go and it hurt.

  In a deep, husky voice, Richard said, “I missed her so much at times, Maya. I thought it would kill me.”

  All Maya could do was nod because she knew the feeling. They reached out to each other at the same moment and were united in their grief. He lifted her into his lap and she pressed her forehead to his bowed neck.

  She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and whispered, “I don’t expect you to forget her, Richard. I don’t want you to. I couldn’t forget Morgan. But I love you, too.” Those words, spoken aloud, released the dam she’d been struggling to keep intact, and she broke down in his arms. In that brief moment it felt like Morgan released her.

  Richard’s arms tightened around her, and his big body vibrated with tension as he struggled with his own feelings. Maya felt wiped out by the spectrum of emotions she had experienced in the last few days. She cried for Richard, Michelle, Morgan, and herself.

  Richard cupped her face in his palms and stared deeply into her eyes. Her pain was reflected in his pale eyes. “It hit me hard. Sometimes it’s like that. I’ll go for weeks and be fine then something will trigger it. I feel…” He pressed his forehead gently against hers and closed his eyelids. The muscles in his arms were tense as he held her. “I feel like I’m letting her go.”

  “Yes. It hurts,” she whispered as he held her tightly.