Tangled: Steele Ranch - Book 3

by Vanessa Vale

  “Kady said Cord and Riley had sex with her here on the porch.”

  Lee nuzzled her neck as I looked at the porch railing in a whole new light. “Kady talks too much.”

  “You guys said later.” She looked to Lee, then to me. “It’s later.”

  Damned straight it was. We were alone. I only wished Archer was here, too, but we wouldn’t always take her together. He’d have some alone time with her when he returned. Until then, she was all ours.

  Lee laughed. “That’s right, baby. Now tell your men what you want.”

  “I want…I want you to be in charge.” Even in the waning light, I could tell she was blushing. The way she wouldn’t meet our gazes made her need for submission endearing and her innocence so fucking sweet.

  I tipped her chin up, waited until her dark eyes met mine. “Good girl. But I’m not sharing you with the fucking world. Get that gorgeous ass inside.” With a playful swat, I sent her in the right direction. Lee and I stood there, watched her swaying backside as she went through the front door. When she glanced over her shoulder at us, gave us a playful smile, I knew we’d met our match.

  “We’re so fucked, you know that?” I murmured.

  Lee reached out, slapped me on the shoulder. Grinned. “I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

  He followed Cricket into the house, his fingers already working on the buttons of his shirt, and I couldn’t help but smile.

  “Get those clothes off, baby. You’ve been teasing me all day just breathing.”

  My dick swelled in agreement with Lee’s words. Just the sight of her, the scent of her had me aching to be inside that sweet pussy. I shut the door behind me, turned the lock, and followed them into the great room.

  Cricket worked her t-shirt over her head, revealing the same bra as the night before. I remembered then, although barely since I was thinking with my dick instead of my brain, that she had no other clothes. When the fucker was behind bars, we’d go with her to her apartment. I didn’t expect her to move to the ranch, especially with her school being two hours away, but she’d need clothes until it was time to go back.

  When she slid her jeans over her hips and down her long legs and we discovered—

  “Fuck, baby,” Lee swore, tugging his shirt off his arms and dropping it to the floor. “You haven’t worn panties all day?”

  She bit her lip, shook her head, her hair sliding over her bare shoulders.

  Yeah, we might get some of her clothes from her apartment, but I was enjoying this bare look. Panties were definitely going to be optional.

  Lee opened up his jeans, pulled out his cock and gripped the base. “See what you do to me? I’ve been like this all fucking day.”

  He leaned down, grabbed a pillow from the couch and tossed it onto the floor. Pointed. “There, on your knees. I want that hot mouth around my dick.”

  Lee wasn’t really a dominant. I could tell that his tone didn’t give Cricket the sense that he was in charge, that she’d get her ass spanked if she didn’t comply or give her safe word. But the smile that had bagged plenty of women worked on Cricket. And now that we had her, it was all for her. I knew Lee, knew he didn’t want anyone besides Cricket. That his dick was hard because of her and no one else.

  Toeing off the rest of her jeans, she walked naked to the spot, dropped to her knees.

  Fuck.

  Lee walked up to her so the tip of his dick was a few inches from her lush lips. He turned and looked to me. “Dude, you going to join us or watch?”

  From her gorgeous position before Lee, Cricket looked to me, her eyes full of heat. She was right there with us. Her cheeks were flushed, her lips parted. With her pale skin, soft curves, full breasts, she was gorgeous. Her nipples were pale pink and upturned, tight peaks. My mouth watered to taste them again. Her belly was slightly curved and her hips full. The way she sat with her knees parted, I knew Lee could see her pussy.

  She was ours. Eager. Ready. Wanting.

  And I was standing on the side, dick still in my fucking jeans. I moved to stand shoulder to shoulder with Lee. He crooked his finger and she leaned forward, licked his dick like a lollipop.

  Yeah, I was going to come just seeing that. I opened my jeans, whipped out my dick and stroked it, watched as she painted Lee’s with her tongue, then took him into her mouth. Lee’s hips bucked and she took him deeper. Her nostrils flared as she breathed and her hand came up to cover mine. I pulled my hand away, let her take over, sliding up and down my length as she sucked Lee.

  Fuck, it felt so good. Her hand was small, her fingers not touching in her tight hold. When she swiped her thumb over the top, then brushed over the sensitive spot on the back, I groaned.

  “So fucking good,” Lee all but growled. “Let Sutton feel that hot little mouth.”

  She pulled off, looked up at the two of us through her dark lashes. So submissive, so beautiful. She swiveled, the pillow sliding on the hardwood floor so she was closer to me. She took me deep right away, drawing her cheeks in and practically trying to suck the cum from my balls on the first go.

  And she’d do it, too. I wasn’t going to last.

  “Fuck, baby. I’m like a teenager. I’m going to come and I barely got in your mouth.”

  I stepped back, dropped heavily onto the couch. I was fully dressed with my jeans riding low on my hips, my dick out. She stared at me with her dark eyes, full of wild heat. Her lips were red and swollen from her sucking, her nipples now plump and soft. I could now see her pussy, even in shadow, the dark curls of her landing strip that led to perfection. To sweet heaven.

  “You wet, baby?”

  “Yes,” she whispered.

  “Show me.”

  Lee stepped back, crossed his arms over his bare chest. His dick stuck straight out toward her and I knew neither of us were going to last long being outside of her for much longer. But we wouldn’t take her before she was ready. We needed to know if she was right there with us.

  She slid her hand between her thighs and over her pussy. Her eyes fell closed, her shoulders relaxed.

  “Now that’s a sight,” I said.

  Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Lee stroking himself.

  Cricket looked to me, lifted her hand and showed us how her fingers were slick with her sticky honey.

  Lee went to her, helped her up, then lifted her hand to his mouth and licked her fingers clean.

  “I can’t wait, baby. Tell me if you’re not ready because that mouth of yours is just too good.”

  “I’m ready,” she said almost eagerly.

  “Then give Sutton a kiss now because that mouth of yours is going to be busy.”

  She came over to me, leaned down and kissed me. Her lips were so sweet…for just the briefest of moments since neither of us could hold back. Our mouths opened, our tongues tangled. I slipped my hand along her neck, my fingers tangling in her hair, catching, tugging. I held her in place.

  I cupped a breast, ran my thumb back and forth over the nipple. Her breath caught and I swallowed her moan. She was too much. I needed in her. Now.

  I pushed her back so our lips parted, so she was standing once again. Tilting my head toward Lee, I said, “Do what he says, baby.”

  Her lips were red and swollen, her eyes hazy.

  “Over the side of the couch and get that mouth on Sutton’s dick. Look at it; all that pre-cum is for you to lick up.”

  It was true, my balls were practically overflowing. Clear fluid slid down the head of my dick and along my length. Cricket moved around to the short end of the couch, rested her thighs against the soft arm, then leaned forward. Lee’s hand between her shoulder blades helped her over until her mouth hovered above my dick. I felt her warm breath fan my sensitive skin a second before she took me deep.

  I groaned, bucked my hips up, but careful not to go too far.

  Lee gave her a playful swat on the ass. “Good girl. Ready for this?”

  Pulling a condom from his jeans pocket, he quickly opened the foil pack

et, sheathed himself. He lined up behind her and I watched as he slid into her, disappearing into her pussy.

  His head angled toward the ceiling, his eyes fell close. “Perfect. So fucking tight.”

  I could hear how wet she was, but I couldn’t focus on that. Her mouth was heaven, sucking and licking with a voraciousness of a woman close to coming. My brain couldn’t process thought, so I stroked her hair back, cupped her nape and gently guided her as I liked.

  Lee fucked her, their bodies slapping together. The way her fingers were digging into my thighs, I knew she was close to coming. So did Lee since he leaned forward, reached between her body and the couch and brushed her clit.

  She moaned and the vibrations finished me. My balls drew up tight and I couldn’t hold back. I pressed my head into the couch cushion, tensed every muscle as my cum shot into Cricket’s vise of a mouth. She swallowed, I felt the working of her throat as she took all of me.

  Fuck. “Fuck!” I shouted to no one. The searing pleasure fried my brain, sated my body and endeared me to Cricket. Not because she was a good cocksucker. No, they were a dime a dozen.

  When she lifted her head off me, licked her lips, then flicked her tongue over a final pearly drop that slipped from me, I knew it was because she was so generous, so eager to make me feel good. Taking her shoulder, I lifted her up so I could kiss her. I tasted myself, but I didn’t give a shit.

  It was Cricket’s turn to come.

  “Such a good girl, fucking your men like this. It’s time for you to come,” I told her, our eyes meeting, holding.

  Lee had slowed as I came, but he picked up the pace.

  Her eyes flared, her cheeks flushed red.

  “Come,” I said, my voice deep.

  She did, whether it was because of my command or Lee’s skill, I didn’t know. I didn’t fucking care. But I had a perfect view of her pleasure as Lee followed her over, their sounds blending together. Shit, watching her come was the most beautiful thing in the world. Lost, abandoned to the passion of her body, that we brought about, was so special.

  She was uninhibited, with us. It was a precious gift.

  She was a precious gift.

  After Lee pulled out, he scooped her up, placed her on my lap as he went to deal with the condom. Her skin was hot and damp with sweat, her muscles soft. She rested her head on my chest, her hand over my heart. Thinking she’d get chilled, I reached an arm out, grabbed a soft throw blanket from the back of the couch and laid it over her.

  When Lee returned, his jeans were closed and he had the loose limbed, sated look of a well-fucked male. I assumed I had the same expression, since I sure as shit felt the same way.

  “She’s asleep,” he said, his voice tipped low, studying her. “Let’s take her up to bed.”

  So much for relaxed.

  “A different bedroom,” Lee clarified, undoubtedly thinking there was no fucking way I’d go near the master bedroom again after killing that asshole.

  But it wasn’t that. I wasn’t sleeping with Cricket, risking the chance I’d hurt her again. I stood, shifting so she was secure in my hold. He was right; she was asleep, not stirring.

  “Here. You take her to bed.” I handed her off to Lee, fixed my pants, then stroked her hair back from her face. I walked away.

  “Sutton,” Lee called.

  I turned in the doorway.

  “She won’t care if you wake her,” he said, knowing about my nightmares.

  I clenched my jaw, my body so fucking tense it was as if I hadn’t just gotten off. “I will. I won’t hurt her. She’s safe with you.”

  I turned on my heel and left the house. Cricket would be with Lee. Watched over. Loved. I wanted her, but there was only so much I could give.

  11

  CRICKET

  * * *

  “Sutton?” I asked sleepily, hearing someone come in the room.

  I felt the bed shift on my left side, thought Sutton had changed his mind about sleeping alone in the bunk house.

  I felt the soft kiss on my bare shoulder. “No, baby, it’s me.”

  Archer.

  His voice was just above a whisper as he slid beneath the covers. His weight had me tilting toward him and his arm came around my hip, pulled me into him so we were spooned. His scent was different than Lee’s. More woodsy. Darker. He was naked, his skin warm and I felt every hard inch of him. Especially the eight or so inches nudging at my bottom.

  Lee stirred in front of me, but didn’t wake up. He was on his stomach, one arm up over his head and tucked beneath the pillow. I’d woken up at some point with the need to pee, discovered Lee was the only one with me. Sutton had left. He’d left me with Lee.

  While I didn’t mind the rodeo pro’s presence, he wasn’t a snuggler, preferring to spread out to sleep. Archer, though, was the opposite. A piece of paper wouldn’t fit between us. In the darkness and in the curve of his arms, I felt sheltered and protected. Not that Lee had neglected me by falling asleep two feet away instead of two millimeters, but I was the type of woman who liked to be held, to sleep in someone’s arms. With both of them in bed with me, wrapped up tight with one and the other within arm’s reach, I felt…content. The only thing missing was Sutton.

  My mind turned on and I rolled in Archer’s arms so I could look up at him, I saw the outline of his head, the whites of his eyes. “I’m glad you’re here,” I whispered back. “I just thought you might be him.”

  “It’s not you, baby,” he replied.

  I didn’t want to talk about Sutton or why he’d rather sleep anywhere but with me. Not now, and not with Archer. This wasn’t seventh grade; I’d talk with Sutton directly and when the time was right. I’d technically only known him for three days, not enough time to see a trend, but there was definitely a start of one. He wanted me, desired me. He even respected me, but he refused to share a bed with me.

  “Did you catch him?” I asked, referring to Schmidt and Rocky.

  Archer stroked back my hair, then slid his hand down my arm, over my waist and settled on my hip. “Yes. Damon Schmidt and Richard Blade are now in custody of the Missoula County Sheriff’s department.”

  Relieved, I sighed, leaned forward and kissed his bare chest. His skin was heated, the short hairs tickled my lips. Schmidt and Rocky were off the streets and wouldn’t bother me anymore. They wouldn’t show up at my apartment, harass me and threaten me. And I wouldn’t have to wear the stripper nurse’s outfit. “Good. Thank you.”

  “You’ll have to give a formal statement, but that’s it. Tomorrow, we’ll do that and I’ll take you to your apartment.”

  I stiffened and his hand began to slide over my hip and thigh, caressing me.

  “You…you want me to go home? This house, the ranch, it’s mine and I can—”

  “Shh, don’t rile yourself or wake Lee. I don’t want you to go. But you probably want to pack a bag, get some clothes, maybe even a phone charger or something.”

  I relaxed. Realized he was right. I couldn’t wear the jeans and t-shirt a third day in a row and while the men seemed to like me going commando, it wasn’t my favorite. “Yeah, I do.”

  I had to head back to Missoula for the beginning of the semester, but that wasn’t for two more weeks. Since I didn’t have to work, I didn’t have to rush back.

  “Baby, this thing between us, between all four of us, well, we went about it backward.” He leaned forward, kissed my forehead. His breath smelled minty, as if he’d recently brushed his teeth.

  I lifted my hand, ran my fingers through his hair, felt that it was slightly damp, probably from a shower.

  I smiled, but he couldn’t see it in the dark. “Very backward.”

  I’d been into Sutton right from the start. He’d easily picked me up and had me in his hotel room bed within an hour. Then Lee and Archer had joined us the next night and…we hadn’t done much talking. I knew them intimately, on a level I didn’t understand, but I didn’t know much about them. I knew Archer lived in Barlow, but did he have any brothers and sisters? Was he allergic to anything? Did he like horror films? And what about Sutton and Lee? Most women dated one guy and that was hard enough to negotiate. I’d taken on three.

  I wanted three.

  “What this is though, is real. You just met your sisters, but their relationships with their men were fast, too. I thought Cord and Riley were crazy for being so whipped by Kady, but then I saw they were crazy in love. The same happened to Jamison and Boone with Penny. They all knew. Instantly.”

  My hands stilled in his hair. “Are you saying this is love at first sight?” I whispered.

  “For them? I can’t say for sure, but you’ve seen them together. It’s intense. The love is obvious.”

  True.

  “For me?” he added, then paused, as if he were thinking of the right words. “Hell, it was dark like this the night we met, but I knew I wanted you. I knew when we woke up and you were gone that you were the one.”

  “You woke up angry because you were in bed with two other men,” I countered.

  “How did you know that?” he asked, and I heard humor in his tone.

  I smiled, thinking of the three very male, very straight guys waking up side by side. “Wild guess.”

  “Sutton was in the other double bed. Alone. You see how Lee sleeps, so it wasn’t as if he and I were snuggling. But yeah, we were like three cranky bears when we found our dark-haired Goldilocks gone.”

  I hated that I’d hurt them, but I hadn’t known, hadn’t expected them to actually want me for more than a wild weekend. I knew better now. “I’m sorry.”

  “I know. And it’s not your fault.” With his hand cupping my hip, he pulled me in closer, sliding me easily over the smooth sheet. “We should have told you how we felt.”

  Lee stirred behind me, moved close so he now spooned me. His hand settled on my thigh below Archer’s. Obviously, he hadn’t been asleep.

  “That’s right, baby.” His voice was husky with sleep. “We should have told you how we felt. We might have been Sutton’s friends he’d pulled in to fulfill a fantasy of yours, but it wasn’t just that. Was it?”

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