by Selena Kitt
Unable to answer, she nodded.
“Oh, babe, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have brought up this subject,” Chase whispered and brushed a light kiss over her hair.
His misery at bringing up her father’s death pierced through hers. She edged back enough to look into his face, trying her best to read his expression. “Then you don’t see me as a coward?”
He blinked. “What? Why would I think that?”
“Because everyone else did? My neighbors called me worthless and unworthy of such a wonderful father.” Sarah fought to make him understand that she’d failed the most important person in her life. She deserved the punishment she’d received. “They all thought I should have done something.”
“They were wrong. It would’ve only gotten you killed too.” Chase cupped his big hands around her face. “You aren’t a coward. Look how you saved me yesterday.”
Sarah stared at him, the image of Nevada lying across the floor in the sitting room rushing through her mind. The reality of what her actions represented hit her full force. “I, uh, didn’t mean to hurt him. It was an accident.”
“Yes, but you picked up the gun to protect me. You’re one gutsy lady.” Chase smiled and dropped a kiss on her forehead.
“But...” she started, but Bo interrupted.
“No. You did exactly what your father wanted you to do. You lived to fight another day and saved Chase. Now, you’ll marry me and be our wife.” He smiled and wrapped his arm around her waist drawing her out of his brother’s arms. “Now, let’s decide which of these beautiful dresses you should wear to our wedding.”
“Shouldn’t we wait until Chase is feeling better?” Sarah glanced back over her shoulder and saw him strolling from the room. “Where is he going?”
“Probably back downstairs to finish his breakfast,” Bo offered and hugged her against his chest. The hard length of his body caressed her through the fabric of her borrowed dress.
“Yes, but...”
“Sugar, he’s still suffering from his concussion.” He nibbled on her ear and cupped her bottom. “He’s not exactly up for the fun I have planned for the rest of the morning.”
She grabbed his thick biceps and eased back. The desire in his eyes darkened them to almost black. A rush of need sizzled through her in answer to the heat of his gaze.
He smiled and reached for the top button of her dress. “Now, it’s time you remove this dress and move onto something else.”
“Onto?”
A wicked grin bloomed on his face. “Oh yes, I want you on my cock and riding me hard.”
11
“Guess we should’ve told the boys to keep Pretty Boy in the barn.” Chase’s words filtered back to Sarah.
She kept her focus fixed on the two men standing by the wood fence. Chase had resumed his duties on the ranch today after taking it easy for a few days. Though she still didn’t believe he was a hundred percent, not when he continued to abstain from sex. Did he find her repulsive after learning about her past? Or was he simply not feeling well?
Her gaze shifted from him to Bo. Both had wide shoulders, strong muscular bodies, and dark hair. Chase tied his back where it hung to the middle of his back. Bo’s touched the collar of his coat. Seeing them together reminded her of her first day on the ranch. Her mouth watered, and she longed to have them both in her bed again.
With all that had happened, she’d convinced Bo to wait until Chase felt better to get married. He hadn’t liked the idea but had eventually agreed.
“How many of the mares has he covered since he's gained entry to the field?” Bo rubbed the back of his neck and stared out into the pasture.
“We figure at least three. He’s going for number four now.” Chase turned with a smile. “You’re just in time, Sarah. Pretty Boy is about to sire another colt.”
Surprised by the comment, she glanced out into the field. Sure enough, her stallion was nipping at a mare’s flank. His aggressive attitude demanded the other horse follow his lead. “Oh, my, is that a problem?”
“Not for us. With the warm weather we’ve been having for the last few days, it feels almost like spring. We planned to breed the mares soon.” Bo caught her around the waist and pulled her in front of him, pinning her between the fence and the hard line of his body. He dropped several kisses on the side of her neck. “Why don’t you watch while he mounts our little filly, Trixie?”
Sarah rested her hands on the railing and stared at the horses in the field. One moment, her stallion was nudging the mare with his nose, the next he’d reared up and covered her. His powerful legs rocked his body against her ass.
From their vantage point, Sarah could see the erotic view of their joining. The mare shifted forward slightly with the first thrust. Her stallion followed, plunging deeper. A few grunts filled the air, marking their pleasure of the primal act.
Enthralled with the sight before her, Sarah jumped when Bo nipped at her neck. “That’s the way Chase is going to do you, from behind, driving his cock deep, again and again.”
With the horse mating in front of her and Bo’s lustful words in her ear, Sarah felt her body heat. Need pooled between her legs, and she turned to Chase.
He lifted a brow as if questioning what Bo was saying.
“Then, once he’s through with you, I’m stepping up behind you and taking my turn.” Bo nestled his groin deeper against her rear, showing her without words his desire.
Swallowing the hunger growing inside her, she choked out, “I believe I better head back to the house.”
Bo didn’t release her. Instead, he hugged her tight and lifted his head. “Chase, go inside with Sarah? She’ll need help rekindling the fire.”
Chase nodded, his face not showing any reaction to his brother’s request. He turned and held out his arm. “Sure, the wind out here is a bit brisk.”
Stepping back, Bo kept a hand on her hips and guided her around in the circle of his arms. The harsh undertone of his words rang between the three of them. “I want you naked with Chase’s cock deep inside you by the time I step inside our bedroom.”
He dropped his hands from her waist and his gaze met his brother’s. “Probably won’t take me more than ten to fifteen minutes to get Pretty Boy settled back in the barn.”
Chase captured her waist and directed her toward the house. “We should’ve established a nice rhythm by the time you arrive.”
Excited, Sarah rushed to keep pace with Chase’s long strides. “Does that mean you two planned to spend the rest of the afternoon with me?”
In answer to her question, Sarah found herself swept off her feet the moment she stepped through the door.
“I’ve gone too long without you. I need you naked and under me more than my next breath.” Chase rushed through the house and set her down in the center of Bo’s bedroom.
She couldn’t hold back the grin at his impatience. “Then why didn’t you say you wanted to make love to me before now?”
He attacked the buttons of her dress. “My head started spinning whenever you entered a room, and I didn’t want to faint on you.”
“Then you’re not upset by what happened? Or what I told you concerning my past?”
His hands paused in their rush to free her of her clothes. He gripped her shoulders. “No. If not for you, that man would have killed me.”
“Still...” Guilt rumbled through her, stifling the desire in her core. “I should have stopped him sooner.”
“Babe, I’m not complaining.” He continued undressing her, and in no time had her stripped bare. Then, before she had a chance to step forward and help him, he whipped her around and bent her over the bed.
Her chest hit the mattress, and she worked her hands under her body to rise. A large hand positioned in the middle of her back kept her in place.
“No, stay still,” Chase demanded.
Peering over her shoulder, she noticed him retrieving something from the drawer by the bed. He shifted directly behind her. “Now, spread your legs a bit
wider.”
Something wet hit her lower back and dribbled between the crevice in her ass. Chase slid a finger across her back hole.
“Whoa, what are you doing?” The light caress vibrated through her. She wiggled, uncertain how to stifle the hunger screaming through her core.
“Easy, I want to play with you here while I taste your sweet cream.” His words brushed against her delicate flesh seconds before a wet tongue ran the length of her twat. He pressed his finger against the tight ring of her anus. The sudden invasion of that dark space freed a wicked appetite for so much more.
She squirmed, her pulse speeding up and her body heating with pleasure. Micah had claimed her ass was forbidden territory, a place where only loose women allowed men to play. So she’d never permitted a man to touch her there. Now, she wondered what she’d been missing.
“Oh, babe, playing with you this way is making you so incredibly juicy.” Chase flicked his tongue over her clit. “I want so much to make you come against my mouth, but I can’t wait any longer to have my cock deep inside you.”
He stood. The blunt head of his erection nudged against her opening. One slow, steady glide had him seated to the hilt. The thick girth of him stretched her, filling her to the brim. He drew back. The seductive slide tugged at the walls of her vagina and sizzled through her like a crashing wave. The ageless rhythm rocked her back and forth. The bed squeaked, marking each thrust.
Unable to touch him, she had no choice but to center her thoughts on the hard pounding of his cock. She tightened her internal muscles, trying her best to hold him in place. The action only had him increasing his pace.
Strung out on the pleasure, she rode the endless ebb and flow of the surf. A tidal wave bathed her core, washing away everything else in the world but the two of them. His hard, thick cock buried deep inside her. Quivers of excitement rushed over her skin. The slow build of something she couldn’t control edged closer and closer.
Caught by the sheer bliss of the moment, she screamed, “Chase!”
He pounded into her, dragging out the ecstasy until he released a loud grunt and spilled his seed deep into her core.
She waited for his weight to fall over her, but it didn’t come. Instead, he stepped back, leaving her empty.
“Now, sugar, it’s my turn.” With one hard thrust, Bo filled her pussy again.
“What?” She panted and turned as Chase collapsed onto the bed beside her.
He smiled and brushed hair away from her face. “You know Bo. He has to get in on the fun, too.”
Warm hands stroked her ass and a finger slid between her cheeks. “Chase, did you play with her here?” A finger pressed against her anus and slipped past the tight ring.
“Yes, I thought you might want to fuck her there on your wedding night.” Chase offered the suggestion without consulting her. A wicked grin spread over his mouth, and he squeezed her shoulder. “She should be ready for your cock by then.”
Not exactly happy with either man, Sarah tried to shift her position of the bed. “Wait a second...”
Bo eased back, leaving only the tip inside her. He rocked his finger deeper, playing seductively with her back hole. “I’ve been thinking it’d probably be better to go ahead and get the deed done.”
“And you want to discuss it now?” She fought to dislodge the hand in the center of her back.
Chase shrugged and glanced at Bo. “Why ever not?”
“Because we’re in the middle of doing something else,” Sarah whined and clutched onto Chase’s knee.
Hoping to reassure her, he cupped his hand around her cheek. “Babe, we’re not stopping. We’re simply taking a small break to discuss our options.”
“Then let me up,” she demanded.
He glanced at his brother. The determined glint in Bo’s gaze showed he was enjoying himself too much to even consider a break. With one finger in her ass, his erection nudging the entrance to her pussy, the man was not going anywhere for a long time. All night if he could manage it, Chase determined by reading the hunger on his brother’s face.
“Now, you know we can’t do that. Your body isn’t even close to being satisfied.” Bo plunged his cock deep, slamming into her with one, quick thrust.
“But...” she huffed and her eyelids slid closed as if savoring the erotic caress.
“I believe what she needs is something more stimulating. Why don’t we let her roll over? That way you can come at her from the front while I suck on her hard, little nipples.” Chase suggested, knowing before he even said the words his brother would deny the request.
“I’m perfectly happy where I am.” He gripped both hands around her hips and allowed her to shift onto her elbows. “I’m sure with a little clever maneuvering Chase; you’ll be able to play too.”
Sarah grinned, and rocked her hips or something, because Bo groaned and rocked forward. His long cock disappeared into her luscious cunt.
The sight had Chase’s body quickly recovering from his earlier release. He dropped his hand and tweaked her nipple.
“Oh,” she sighed and closed her eyes. “Please Bo, don’t tease me anymore.”
Reading his brother’s hunger, Chase shifted around on the bed and sucked her luscious flesh into his mouth. The action must have ignited Bo’s lust because he rocked into Sarah. Her body slipped across Chase’s stomach, and she wrapped an arm under his torso to hold herself steady.
Giving him better access to her bountiful breast, he assaulted the stiff little peak, drawing it deep into his mouth, sucking, nipping, pulling, tugging, and worked her into a wild frenzy. He refused to give her any relief, and she appeared to love it.
“Yes, yes, I’m so close,” she cried as she gasped for air.
The constant motion escalated between them. Bo pounded steadily at her pussy.
Chase shifted a hand along her body and found the tight bundle of nerves to ratchet up her need. He slipped a finger over her clit.
A shiver slithered through her, marking her release. She cried out and dug her nails into his thigh.
“I’m coming,” Bo roared, and his paced increased, given how Sarah’s upper body glided relentlessly over Chase’s side. Then, with a strong surged, Bo thrust his body forward with a loud shout.
Watching them, Chase felt his body tighten with a renewed hunger. His heart expanded. He stared at the bliss on their faces. Suddenly, his doubts of their inability to make a relationship between the three of them work, fled. He loved Sarah and Bo was finally happy.
She dropped her head to his chest and snuggled close.
Unable to keep his hands off her, he wrapped his arms around her, completely convinced she was the best thing to ever happened to him... them.
12
The black cloud hanging low over Bo’s head refused to move. He’d been battling his dark mood for days, but couldn’t break free of the notion his whole way of life was changing. He sat on the bed in his bedroom and removed his boots.
His concern for Chase and Sarah had led him to take a leave of absence from work. After catching up on a few chores, he’d spent a great amount of time reviewing his options for the future. He had studied the finances for the ranch and figured if they sold a few horses he could take off a few more months.
Then he’d received the news yesterday his boss had already assigned his duties to someone else. Was Jack trying to say he should stay home and guard Sarah? After all, the man was predicting trouble. Thankfully, no one had shown up on their doorstep so far.
Uncertain exactly what to do next, Bo debated the cost of taking a break from his deputy’s responsibilities. He loved spending time with her. Automatically, he’d sought her out where she stood near the dresser. Rising to unbuckle his belt, he marveled at her beauty.
No wonder every man wanted to bed her. He dropped his pants and considered how much he wanted her name next to his on a marriage license. Unfortunately, she wasn’t helping and seemed to dream up excuses for putting off the trip to the church.
; They had spent days together, talking, laughing, and making love. He expected her to admit what she felt for him, but she had not approached the subject of love.
Committed, yes.
Still, he thought women found comfort from expressing their emotions. Why hadn’t she said anything yet?
Unable to draw his gaze away from her, he noted how her sexy, red robe clung bewitchingly to her body and outlined her lush curves. Her long, blonde hair fell free around her shoulders, released from the knot she constantly wore at the back of her head.