Her Outlaw Cowboys: A Reverse Harem Romance (Cowboy Desires Book 2)

by Asha Daniels

  Over three hours later, Georgia walked away from the banquet tables, watching Richard, a conversation that had turned into what appeared to be a heated argument. The other man she’d never seen before, but from the look of the garishly dressed cowboy and his entourage, she ascertained he must be of some importance.

  But whatever they were talking about had both parties animated, and not in a positive fashion. When Richard threw up his hands, walking away, she quickly headed back to the others, catching Savage staring off into space. She’d sensed there was something wrong the moment she walked up to the man. Anger brimmed, creating a haze around him. He was tight as a drum and anything might put him over the edge. What could have happened in the time they were apart?

  “What’s wrong?” Toby asked, following her gaze.

  “I don’t know yet, but I have a feeling this party wasn’t simply a celebration,” she answered, half under her breath. “Who is that guy?”

  Toby craned his neck. “That would be the illustrious Senator Ryland Sampson. Otherwise known as asshole of the year.” A snicker popped from his lips. “The man is over seventy years old and rules his constituents with a hot iron poker. No idea how he obtained any votes that last go around. Most hated man in the state, but rich as all get out.”

  “Interesting.” The meeting didn’t sit well at all in her mind. She had to talk to Savage and sooner versus later. While she’d been able to piece together portions of a story behind Lone Wolf and Richard’s various connections with Jessica’s help, there were huge black holes. And she had no doubt they’d been created on purpose.

  To keep a burning secret.

  “The four of you are some hard workers. I’ll give you that.” Richard beamed as he walked closer to the banquet tables, surveying the remaining food. Beads of sweat peppering his skin, his face a vibrant shade of red, highlighted by the waning early evening sun.

  “Thank you, sir,” Josh commented as he glanced at the others.

  Georgia grabbed a stack of dirty paper plates, shoving them into the trash. Rubbing her forehead with the back of her arm, she gathered a string of sweat and grime. The humidity was sweltering. “Great crowd.” Richard seemed uncomfortable, as if he had the weight of the world on his shoulders.

  Richard nodded. “Had a few folks from the local paper here. I’m hoping for a fantastic article in the morning. Could go a long way.” He had a faraway look in his eyes.

  She continued cleaning, concentrating on the menial task. All the while, her mind was reeling, trying to piece the puzzle together.

  “We aim to please,” Toby added.

  An awkward silence settled in.

  “Really like those pictures, son. The photographs are damn gorgeous. We’re definitely going to use a few for some press releases and I do hope you’re updating that website. Ugly bunch of shit we currently have if you ask me.” Richard’s laugh was borderline flat.

  “I’ll take care of updating in the morning.” Savage gave the man a respectful nod.

  Savage had said few words during the last two hours, his mood quickly going south. Georgia’s stomach was fluttering with cramps, her pulse racing. If she provided what little information to him that she’d learned, and she was wrong, she could put a wedge between them that could never be mended. But if she was right, her lover deserved to know. “Anything else we can do?”

  “Not at this point.” Richard’s tone soured. “Why don’t you kids go and have some fun. Fireworks are set to go off in about an hour. After that, guests will saunter on back to their cabins.”

  “Think we just might do that.” Josh grinned as he said the words, but both he and Toby could tell there was undue tension in the air.

  “Just remember, we have a big day ahead of us, little lady. And Toby, hope you have a few ideas regarding our next rodeo. Some big names comin’ into town for the 4th. Might want to capitalize on them.” Richard took a step back, the smile now plastic.

  “Have some hoop hollerin’ ideas, Mr. Marshall. I mean, Richard.” Toby grabbed the full trash bags.

  “I’m sure you do. Have a good night.” As Richard started to walk away, he gave another glance in Savage’s direction.

  She followed Richard for several feet, shaking her head when he was out of sight.

  “What do you think that was all about?” Savage asked as he moved beside her.

  “Honestly? I don’t think Lone Wolf has through the summer before forced decisions will need to be made. My guess is that Richard isn’t in the driver’s seat.” Georgia walked away before Savage could ask any questions.

  “Hey. The lake I heard about is roughly two miles away. Why don’t we take an evening drive and see for ourselves?” Josh’s grin was laced with mischief.

  Toby chuckled. “Why the hell not? It’s hot as Hades.”

  “I should get back and work on the summer plans.” Georgia tried to garner Savage’s attention, but he stood silently in the same position as before, unblinking.

  “Yeah. Why don’t we?” Savage snorted. “I could use a cold swim.” He headed back to the table, taking long strides. “Finish cleaning up and I’ll get the truck.” When he stormed off, the other three remained silent.

  “What the hell was that about?” Josh snarked.

  “You know how moody he can get,” Toby said quietly.

  She folded her arms, her heart heavy. Why did she have a terrible feeling that serendipity was about to alter the course of several lives?

  “Are you sure you know where you’re going?” Josh asked, tipping his head in Savage’s direction.

  Georgia sat huddled in the backseat with Toby, gripping the edge of the front seat. While she wanted nothing more than to spend time with all three, she believed it was imperative that she at least have a conversation with Savage. She’d find the right words. Somehow.

  “I know,” Savage said without adding anything else.

  “You know. Well, okay then.” Josh laughed. “If we get lost, we know who has the knife.”

  No one else laughed.

  “Rough crowd. Glad I brought booze,” Josh muttered.

  Georgia closed her eyes, remembering the damning pictures Jessica had found. They were from years before, but even the single newspaper article was telling enough. Would someone really go to the trouble of creating such a plan to destroy Savage or was this more about Richard’s past? A bitter taste of bile formed in her throat. Only when she heard the sound of the engine slowing did she open her eyes. Leaning forward, her mouth dropped open. “Oh my God.”

  “This is incredible.” Toby wrapped his arm around her waist as he crowded in the middle, gazing out the windshield.

  From where Savage had stopped the truck, the view was spectacular. The last of the rays of sunshine were laced with a vibrant orange, the hue dancing over the rippling water, the reflection like spun glass. She climbed out of the truck cab, walking closer. The light wind rustled through the trees, creating a slight whistling sound, limbs swaying, dipping down. What appeared to be a steep slope rolled gently downhill to an almost pristine white sandy beach. On one end, the water went as far as the eye could see. On the other, a series of rock formations allowed for small waves tumbling over the craggy surface. And the best part?

  There was absolutely no one in sight.

  “This is magical,” she breathed, sauntering forward until she was standing in the sand.

  “I thought you’d like it. When I noticed it in the brochure, I knew we had to come here. Secluded. Crystal clear water. What could be better?” Josh moved directly behind her, crowding her space.

  The feel of his hot breath cascading across her neck gave her a series of shivers. “We didn’t bring any swimsuits.”

  “We don’t need them. Do we?” Reaching up, he tugged the ponytail holder from around her hair, brushing his fingers through the long strands.

  She swallowed hard as Toby approached, his pinky and second to last fingers latching onto hers. “You boys are trying to get us into trouble. What if som
eone sees us?”

  “What if they do?” Toby leaned over, pressing his lips against her neck, moving up and down in a luxurious fashion. “Maybe they’ll learn something.”

  Another quiver trickled down the back of her legs as Josh rubbed his hand up the length of her arm. “I don’t think Richard would enjoy the scandalous news.” Her words were almost muffled, her ragged breath sounds interfering.

  “Honestly? I don’t think he’d mind at all. After all, he was young once,” Toby mumbled as he licked across the base of her earlobe, dragging his tongue back and forth. He eased both of their hands over his groin, clamping her fingers around his cloth covered cock.

  “Oh… my.” Closing her eyes, she felt her legs wobbling as Josh brushed the back of his hand down from her neck to her breasts, swirling several fingers around her nipple.

  “Are you wet?” Josh whispered.

  “Yes.” Her panties were already soaked, her heart racing. She didn’t need any guidance as she rubbed her hand up and down Toby’s crotch, her fingers tingling at the way he throbbed in her hand.

  “Are you aching?” Toby asked, licking down her neck, using his teeth to drag the edge of her dress to her shoulder. He mouthed her shoulder blade while he tugged the hem of her dress up to her thigh.

  “Mmm-hmm.” Was she even still standing? When Josh released her hand, she rubbed her palm up and down his thigh before tracing the line of his thick bulge with her index finger.

  Josh slipped his hand into the bodice of her dress, pushing his fingers past the thin lace of her bra. “I think you have on too many clothes.”

  A nervous laugh bubbled past her lips and when she opened her eyes, she was guided ankle deep into the water. The chill was refreshing. Darting her eyes from left to right, she didn’t see, nor did she sense any sign of Savage. A pang shifted into her heart, a churning in her gut. Had he lost interest? Was he too angry to consider joining? His mood swing was all because of her request to talk with him. What did he think she was going to say?

  Josh wrapped his other hand around her neck, lowering his head and capturing her mouth. The open-mouthed kiss was filled with longing, intense passion.

  She slid her tongue inside, entwining, gathering a hint of tequila, the taste of barbecue. Moaning into the kiss, she tensed when Toby slipped his hand between her legs, cupping and fingering her cunt.

  “You are very wet.” Toby’s voice was filled with lust. He rubbed his fingers back and forth, creating friction as he peppered kisses and licks on her shoulder and arm, dragging his tongue all the way down.

  Stroking Josh’s cock, she craved having Savage close, just to touch, to taste. She longed for his penetrating look, the way his manicured nails tickled her skin.

  Josh broke the kiss, nipping her lower lip before easing back, his eyes narrowed, his long lashes giving him such a sensuous appearance.

  Toby took over, the French kiss becoming a roar of electricity pounding between them. His fingers continued rubbing, digging the fabric past the folds of her pussy.

  She wanted to come, knew she couldn’t hold back much longer. Unable to focus, she fell into their control, escaping every aspect of worry or fear, her hunger forcing prickles and goose bumps popping along her arms, her thighs.

  Suddenly, there was a third pair of hands, fingers caressing ever so lightly along her neck and back, sliding down beseechingly slowly to the small of her back.

  Savage.

  Then she heard his words, a statement that was whispered into her soul. How could this man know her so well? How could he rip away the mask she’d carried with her, hiding from all who knew her? How could he manage to capture her heart?

  “You’ve craved a strong hand your entire life, a man who would hold you when you cry, share with you all the joys as well as the sorrow. You’ve longed for protection, security and a firm hand, guiding you, keeping you safe. Let go.” Savage exhaled, allowing his hot breath to cascade across the back of her arms.

  Mesmerized, stars floated in front of her eyes, mixing with the shimmer of the water. She moaned when Toby and Josh took a step back and her fingertips remained sensitive, reaching for their cocks.

  Savage ground his groin against her ass as he rubbed his palms down from her shoulders, cupping and squeezing her breasts then sliding down to her hips. He pressed his tongue to her ear. “But you are mine, first. You will do what I say, when I say. You will obey me at all times.”

  “Yes. Yes, sir.” She was shaking all over, beads of perspiration popping along her upper lip. The thumping of his shaft against her ass was delicious, sinful, her thoughts drifting to his cock filling her dark hole, driving deep inside.

  He moved his hands to her thighs, caressing over her dress. Only seconds later, he fisted the hem of her dress, pulling the thin material up and over her shoulders. Crowding close, he unfastened her bra, freeing her from the tight confines. “You don’t need any clothes. Perhaps ever.”

  She bit her lip at the thought to keep from whimpering. As Savage grasped her inner thigh, rubbing his hands up and down, she was unable to stop the moan, the sound floating toward the sky. “Savage.”

  He licked and sucked on her neck as he brushed the tips of his fingers around in zigzags and circles.

  No man had ever touched her this way, allowing her desire to fuel the fire, to drive her into almost desperate need. She could barely focus as she watched both Toby and Josh undress, peeling away their clothes, allowing their cocks to stand at full attention. She licked her lips in appreciation, purring as Josh used both hands, rubbing up and down his chest, his eyes never leaving her.

  Sliding his fingers into her panties, Savage eased them past her hips until gravity took over.

  She kicked out of them and bit back a laugh. Standing naked on a small beach, alone with three of the most gorgeous and rugged cowboys was every woman’s fantasy.

  And they belonged to her.

  Toby dropped to his knees in front of her, widening her legs as he cupped her breasts, flicking his fingers back and forth across her already hardened nipples.

  “Oh, yes…” Lolling her head back onto Savage’s chest, she no longer cared if they were seen. This was too perfect, scandalous in all the right ways. When Toby pinched her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers, creating a wave of pain, she breathed out, savoring every moment.

  Toby fingered her pussy, swirling his finger around her clit.

  “Do you want Toby to lick you?” Savage asked, the words almost inaudible.

  “Please, sir. Yes. God, yes,” Georgia muttered as Savage pressed his lips against her forehead.

  “Then you will please all your Masters.” He moved his hands down to her buttocks, whisking his finger up and down the crack of her ass.

  “Anything,” she promised and would do all they asked. She was brimming with current, her heart thumping against her chest.

  Josh replaced Toby’s hands with his mouth, nipping and sucking her nipple, his fingers pulling and twisting the other. Toby parted her pussy lips, burying his face inside, licking up and down several times before driving several fingers deep inside.

  Smack! Crack!

  The two hard smacks against her ass were so unexpected, the force pushing her groin against Toby’s face. “Oh…”

  “Pain and pleasure. Powerful, sunshine?” Savage grumbled before spanking her again, his wide palm smacking her with ease.

  “Yes, sir!” The slice of pain was exquisite, matching the way her nipples ached as Josh pinched harder, his teeth biting down. Her pussy quavered, clenching on its own, clamping around Toby’s fingers. Sweet Jesus, she was going to come soon.

  Pop! Slap!

  Savage spanked her again and again, his hand moving from one side to the other, taking his time. “You will thrive from discipline.”

  “Yes, sir. I know I…” Her thoughts were lost as the men continued pleasing her, Toby using his tongue and fingers in a wicked orchestration, driving her onto her tiptoes. Josh open mouthed her chest,
moving to her bruised nipple, sucking ever so gently.

  There was no way anything could feel more dazzling, creating wave after wave of tingles moving up and down her legs. When Savage picked up the pace, smacking harder and faster, she planted her feet, taking every second of discipline, craving even more. “Yes. Yes!”

  Toby’s head moved up and down, his fingers spreading her even wider, grunting as he licked and sucked on her tender tissue.

  Josh slathered his tongue from one nipple to the other, alternating between biting and sucking.

  “Do you want to come?” Savage asked before darting his tongue just inside her ear.

  “Please. Yes, sir.”

  “Ten more, then you can come. Count them for me.” Savage rubbed her ass, moving in circle after circle. He took a step away, spanking first one then the other cheek.

  “One and two, sir.” Georgia was going to lose her mind.

  Savage repeated the move, a single growl emitted.

  Toby’s tongue moved faster, driving deeper.

  “Three and um… four, sir.” Georgia clamped her eyes shut, trying her best not to come.

  “Good girl,” Savage whispered, adding two more strikes.

  “Five and… Five and six.” Were her words even coherent?

  Josh squeezed both breasts as he licked under her chin, moving to her mouth, dragging his tongue around her lips.

  Crack! Pop!

  Squealing, the pain turned into anguish and she was on her tiptoes, panting, her legs trembling to the point she wasn’t going to be able to hold back her climax. “Seven. Seven and eight and please, sir.”

  Savage wiggled his finger between the crack of her ass, finding her dark hole. “Almost, sunshine. Almost. You will learn control.”

  Control. She was going to scream, to faint from need as the desire continued to build. “Yes. Yes!”

  Toby jiggled his head, creating more friction.

  She was going to lose it. She couldn’t… “God.” When the last two painful spanks were issued, she almost squealed with joy. “Nine and ten, sir.” Unable to hold back any longer, she exploded, the orgasm the most powerful she could remember. The second she came, Savage slid his finger into her ass, pumping in wild motions. This was absolute heaven. “Oh!”