The Buckle Bunnies Series Boxed Set (Volume 1)

by Tyler, Paige

  Mack and Ked came with her, Mack yanking her back roughly against him as he found his release while Ked’s hot cum splashed across her tongue.

  Dallas reveled as much in the sublime taste as she did in the blatant wantonness of the act. More tremors spread through her body and she would have collapsed to the cushions if not for Ked's strong hands holding her up.

  She wasn’t sure, but she thought she might have lost consciousness for a little bit. The next thing she knew she was lying completely over the back of the couch like a deflated love doll. Ked was sprawled out beside her on the couch, his head resting against her hip. Mack was draped over her back, his condom-covered cock, still moist from being inside her, grazing her ass cheeks. Both men were breathing hard, as if they’d just run a race. It took her a moment before she realized she was, too.

  She probably could have fallen asleep like that—thrown over the back of the couch with the top of her head resting on the seat cushions and blanketed in warm guy—but gravity had started to have an effect and was making her dizzy.

  She pushed herself up as much as she could. Both men groaned in protest. “Sorry,” she murmured. “But I'm going to pass out if I stay in this position for too long.”

  As Mack straightened up, she held her hands out to Ked. “Could you?”

  He immediately undid the knots that bound her wrists, calling back to Mack to get her ankles.

  Mack didn’t reply. He didn’t move to untie her right away, either.

  “Hey,” Ked called. “Wake up back there.”

  Mack chuckled. “Sorry. I was just admiring the view.”

  Ked took the bandana off her wrists. “Well, admire her ass while you untie her.”

  When Mack hesitated, Dallas gave her hips a little wiggle. “Don't worry. I promise that the view goes everywhere my ass goes. If you follow me to the bedroom, it will still be the same.”

  As she flexed her fingers to get feeling back in them, she looked over her shoulder but could only see the top of Mack's dark head.

  “You promise?” he asked, kissing his way across her right ass cheek and down the back of her thigh.

  She bit back a moan. Damn, that felt nice. “I promise. Especially if you plan on doing more of that.”

  Mack trailed kisses along her leg all the way to her right ankle, untied it, then nibbled back up her right leg, across her ass, down her left leg, and untied that one. It wasn't until he slowly helped her to her feet afterward that she discovered he'd left the bandanas wrapped and tied around her ankles.

  “They look good down there,” Mack said when she gave him a curious look. “Besides, we might need them again.”

  Dallas moved her legs this way and that, getting a good look. Mack was right, the bandanas did look good on her. They also reminded her of her first foray into bondage.

  She joined Ked on the couch while Mack did that thing that guys do and made the used condom disappear. Soon enough, though, she was snuggled up between her two cowboys trying to figure out if this was heading toward more sex, sleep or a raid on the kitchen. She knew which one she’d pick, but guys sometimes treated situations like this differently. And having never been part of a threesome, she didn't quite know the post-orgasm etiquette.

  “I don’t know if I said this already, but that was incredible,” she said.

  Ked grinned and kissed her. “Yes, it was.”

  Mack caught her chin in gently fingers and turned her toward him so he could kiss her, too. “What he said.”

  She hooked her hair behind her ear, looking from one to the other as they reclined back on either side of her. “So, um…are you hungry or anything?”

  She cringed inwardly. Yeah, that sounded really smooth.

  Both men turned their heads to look at her.

  “Guys are always hungry, and will eat at any time,” Mack said. “Unless there’s something better than food around.”

  “And there are only two things better than food,” Ked said. “One is beer. I'm pretty sure you already know what the other one is.”

  Dallas did. She leaned back and rested her arms over the back of the couch—a move that pushed her breasts out quite nicely. And hey, the guys noticed.

  “Does that mean you're in the mood for a beer, then?” she asked innocently.

  Both men shook their heads.

  “I'm not very thirsty,” Ked told her.

  “Me, either,” Mack agreed.

  Dallas smiled. These two were perfectly suited to work together—whether it was it on horses, or on her. Why the hell they weren't full-time riding partners was beyond her. She'd met actual team ropers who weren't as in synch as these two.

  “I see.” She let her gaze travel down their naked bodies—it was rude when men did it, but perfectly acceptable for women—and couldn't help noticing that both cowboys were already getting hard again. She had no idea what time it was, but this night was far from over. “Whatever are we going to do then?”

  Mack’s mouth quirked. “Not really sure what we'll be doing, but I imagine it's going to take place in your bedroom. Why don't we head there and see what happens?”

  Ked grinned. “I couldn't have said it any better myself.”

  Mack chuckled. “I know. That's why I said it.”

  Both men stood up and offered their hands. She put hers in each of theirs and allowed them to lead her to the bedroom.

  Her mind raced at a hundred miles an hour. After the spectacular sex they'd just had, could they possibly top it? Ked had shown a lot of interest in her bottom, so maybe he’d fuck her ass. She certainly wouldn’t mind that. She hoped she got to suck on Mack again, too. She'd love for him to come in her mouth like Ked had.

  A dozen possible sex position combinations played through her head, each one more tantalizing than the last. Some didn't even seem physically possible, but they all excited her.

  When they reached her room, she hesitated, that same shyness she’d felt before making an encore appearance. Thankfully, the guys took the lead and helped her out. Mack led her to the bed and she climbed on, standing up on her knees to kiss him. Ked kneeled behind her, nibbling on her neck as he ran his hands all over her body.

  After everything they'd already done to her, it was amazing how turned on she immediately got. But the men knew her body so well they might have been having sex with her for months—they even made sure to pinch her nipples extra hard.

  She drew Mack’s lower lip into her mouth and sucked on it. “Not that I don’t love what you two are doing, but I was thinking I could give you another blowjob. What do you say?”

  Ked pressed a kiss to her ear. “What sane man wouldn’t want that?”

  Dallas laughed as both men stretched out on the bed. “Good. Then maybe after I get you two nice and hard, you can stick those perfect cocks of yours someplace neither of you has tried yet.”

  Letting them make of that what they would, she straddled their legs, wrapping one hand around Ked’s cock and the other around Mack’s. Once again, she was torn between the two, wondering who she should start with. Since Ked wasn’t quite as erect as Mack, she decided to taste him first.

  Dallas dipped her head, but instead of a teasing him with her tongue—which is what she normally would have done before tonight—she opened her mouth wide and took his semi-hard cock all the way down her throat.

  Ked growled like a lion in love and thrust his hips toward her.

  She popped off him with a laugh that was more girlish giggle than anything else. She wished she could do this all night, but she wanted to try the same move on Mack before he got too hard for it to work. His was going to be more difficult since he was thicker to begin with. Plus, he was getting harder by the second. She didn't have time to dawdle.

  She wrapped a firm hand around the base of Mack’s cock, then closed her lips over him, going for the win in the first attempt. His cockhead touched the back of her throat, but then stopped. She tried to push a little harder, but that just wedged him in tighter. She started to pan
ic a bit, afraid she wouldn't be able to breathe, and instinctively swallowed. And damn if it didn't work. Her eyes widened as she felt his soft, curly public hair brush her lips.

  Holy crap, she'd swallowed all of him.

  She was almost too excited by her achievement to notice Mack was losing his mind. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw his fists clench her bedspread.

  Figuring she wasn't going to be getting back to this point once Mack was fully hard, she held her position for a long as she could. It wasn't a world record by any means, but it felt like a brief stop in heaven to her.

  When she lifted her head and sat back on her heels, she found both men looking at her like she was some kind of sex goddess brought down from above. Giving them a look worthy of Aphrodite, she bent to try out her newfound swallowing technique on Ked's now fully erect cock. He let out low, primal sound of pure pleasure.

  She slowly slid her mouth off his cock and sat back again. Mack and Ked were regarding her with the same awestruck expression as before.

  “What?” she asked.

  Ked shook his head. “Do you have any clue how incredible you are?”

  Dallas normally would have blushed at the compliment, but thanks to all the stuff they’d already done tonight, her blushing mechanism seemed to be in the off position at the moment. She supposed she could have admitted she'd never been able to come close to deep-throating a guy like she just had, and that the only reason it’d worked was because she’d accidently stumbled on a crazy swallowing technique that worked.

  But where was the fun in that?

  “I'm just showing my appreciation for everything you've done for me,” she said.

  The men exchanged glances for a moment before Ked then lifted his gaze heavenward, his lips moving in a silent thank you to you-know-who.

  Mack looked at her like he'd won the jackpot in Vegas. “It's not just the deep-throating, sweetheart—which by the way was fucking spectacular. It's the fact that you pull off sex kitten without even trying. You have two men ready to follow you around like puppies and you don't even know it.”

  Sex kitten, huh? She leaned down and nipped the tip of Mack's cock as she digested that huge-ass compliment. He growled again as she chewed a little more. She looked up at him from under her lashes. “I guess I know now.”

  “Good. You should know.” Mack sat up, his hands threading in her hair to tilt her head back. “Because I think you're missing the point of us coming in here. It's not so you can show us your appreciation—it's so we can show you ours.”

  Beside him, Ked sat up as well. “Sugar, we're willing to do anything and everything your heart desires. Just say the word, and we're on it.”

  Dallas looked from one man to the other—or more precisely, from one hard cock to the other.

  “Anything and everything I want, huh?”

  They both nodded.

  She chewed on her lower lip, considering their offer. “I already have everything I want—two hard cocks to lick and nibble, attached to two of the sweetest men I've ever been around.”

  Ked laughed. “Well, if you just want to sit here and keeping going down on us for the rest of the night, we won't stop you, especially if you get the urge to deep throat us again. But I'm guessing there are a few other naughty thoughts running around in that head of yours.”

  Actually, there were quite a few things she'd like to try. That was the problem—there were too many things she wanted to try, and Mack and Ked would only be in town for tonight. Besides, she didn’t want to make it all about her, not when she'd already come so many times already.

  Ked must have sensed her mental struggle. “Right before you started going down on us before, you said something about us sliding our cocks someplace neither one of us has tried yet. Was that your way of saying you’d like Mack or me to fuck your ass?”

  Apparently her blush mechanism was working just fine now because her face flamed scarlet at the honest, but seriously embarrassing question.

  Dallas started to look away, then stopped herself. She had no reason to be ashamed of wanting try anal sex with them. She’d done it before—not lots of times, but more than a couple. It had been fun and felt good as hell. Why wouldn't she want to do it with these two hunky cowboys?

  She slid a hand up each of their muscular chests to tangle her fingers in the hair at the nape of their necks. “Yeah, I guess I would like that. You sure you wouldn't mind?”

  Both men chuckled.

  “Sugar, I've wanted that ass from the second I set eyes on it, and I suspect that Mack has, too. I'm also guessing that was why he was so hesitant about untying you from the loveseat. That position you were in out there was perfect for ass fucking and Mack knew it.”

  She turned curious eyes on Mack. He nodded his agreement.

  Her heart beat faster. “Why'd you untie me then?”

  “Because you told me you were getting lightheaded.”

  She opened her mouth to deny it, but closed it again. She had said that, hadn’t she? Dallas slid her hands back down their chests to rest them in her lap, shoulders slumped. Dammit.

  Mack shrugged. “Besides, I'd just pounded your pussy pretty hard. I figured you could use a break.”

  Dallas laughed. “Wow. If I didn't know better, I’d think the competition between you and Ked has taken a back seat to wanting to make me happy.”

  He grinned. “Making you happy will win the competition, right?”

  “Maybe.” She tilted her head, regarding him in silence for a moment. “But I think the reason you've been so good at making me happy up to this point is because you two are working me like a well-oiled machine.”

  Both men exchanged glances again. Something that looked like understanding passed between them before Mack turned back to her. “So, you're saying that if we want you to really be happy, we’re going to have to win this thing as a team?”

  She shimmied up close to their bodies until her knees rested against their balls and she was breast to chest with the both of them. She looped an arm around each of their necks. “It might not be the prize you were after, but it’ll certainly be a big win for me.”

  The two men looked at each other again, then gave her a pair of sinfully gorgeous smiles.

  “Then we're willing to work as a team for the rest of the night,” Ked told her.

  Dallas didn't tell them that they'd already been working as one hell of a team already. Why ruin their big concession?

  “So,” Mack drawled. “Who would you like in your ass?”

  “Why do I have to choose? If you do me slow and easy, I might be able to handle it if you take turns.” She gave them her newly patented, sexy, raised-eyebrow look. “How does that sound?”

  “That sounds real good,” Ked agreed. “But you just said we should handle this as a team, so why don't we do it that way?”

  She tried not to look too dense. “O-kay. What exactly do you mean?”

  Mack leaned in and grazed her ear with his lips while Ked did the same to the other.

  “Ked means,” Mack whispered in her ear, “that one of us will be in your ass.”

  “And the other will be in your pussy,” Ked finished. “At the same time.”

  Chapter Six

  Oh, so that was what they'd meant. Dallas was pretty sure she blushed again. Being sandwiched like that had been among the possibilities she’d considered—and discarded. Mostly because she’d thought that would require far more teamwork than the two cowboys were prepared to employ. Luckily, she'd been wrong.

  She smiled. She had never in her life assumed she'd get a chance to try something so wickedly naughty, not even after Mack and Ked had agreed to sleep with her together. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. No way was she was passing it up.

  “That sounds really good.” She kissed Ked on the mouth. “Really.” Then did the same to Mack. “Really good.”

  “Mmm. I’m glad you think so,” Mack said. “But you still need to decide who goes where.”

  Sh
e sat back on her heels, trying to get a good look at their cocks, as if that would help her decide. Mack was a thicker than Ked, so it probably made more sense for him to slide in her pussy while Ked slipped in her ass.

  On the other hand, she’d never had someone as big as Mack in her ass. Did she want to pass up the chance to try it out?

  But what if he didn't fit? Her bottom would be even tighter with Ked shoved in her pussy.

  How the heck was she going to decide?

  There was a serious part of her head contemplating having them play rock, paper, scissor for the right to take her ass when Mack came to her rescue.

  “I think I have the simple answer here.”

  She blinked. “You do?”

  “Yeah. I've known Ked for a long time, and the truth is that the man is obsessed with anal. It wouldn't be right to not give him the first shot at your ass. I can always take a turn later.”

  While Ked was obviously touched by such a gesture of friendship, Dallas locked on the rest of Mack’s offer—the one where he mentioned taking a turn later. What later? Best she knew, Mack and Ked would be leaving Mesquite tomorrow. Did they have future plans they hadn't mentioned to her?

  She didn't have too much time to think about what might happen tomorrow or the day after that. Now that they’d decided who would get which orifice, the two men were immediately on the move—finding condoms, getting lube out of the bedside table (Ked admitted seeing it when he’d grabbed the condoms) and figuring out the very best position to take both her openings.

  Dallas almost laughed at how serious they were as they planned the event. Now that the two had their mission—make her come like she never had in her life—they approached the task with the single-mindedness that only a male of the species could muster.

  “I'll spread her cheeks, so you can slide in easier,” Mack said as he grabbed the condoms.

  “I'll have to go slow,” Ked acknowledged. “Her ass will be tight as hell and I don't want to come too soon.”