Forever Strong [The Strong Cowboys of Wilde, Nevada 7] (Siren Publishing LoveXtreme Forever - Serialized)

by Chloe Lang

  “Are you hungry, baby?” Nate asked, placing the cup on the side dresser.

  “No.” She looked over at Heath. He was the only brother still wearing his cowboy hat. He leaned against the wall, but his intense gaze never left her, piquing her curiosity. Besides his stare, which unhinged her always, his unusually quiet manner, especially for him, was adding to her concern.

  “I’m not sure I can fall asleep, guys.” She wasn’t the same woman who had come to northern Nevada to talk her cousin out of marrying five men. Her insecurity and fear had sat in the driver’s seat of her life before coming to Wilde. No more. She felt safe and protected with these amazing, wonderful cowboys. Staying with them was her only option if her heart was to survive.

  She needed to figure a way to win Seth over to Heath’s plan, but for the life of her she wasn’t sure how.

  Seth loved her. Heath loved her. She loved them. Why wasn’t that enough?

  The bad blood between them was ancient and so very deep. Taking out Preston might’ve been the first time they’d ever worked together on anything since the Gabby incident.

  Gabby? She hoped that bitch was long gone and back in whatever hole she’d crawled out of.

  “Close your eyes and relax,” Tobias said, stroking her hair. “Then you will fall asleep, honey. Trust us.”

  “I don’t think so. I’ve got so much on my mind.” Boy, that was an understatement.

  Before coming to Wilde, she’d been struggling to make a difference in her mother’s and her life, to find a real purpose, and to ease their difficulties. She’d believed getting more money was the solution to everything back then, but it had actually been the cause of her almost losing her mother forever. Preston had mentioned something about an inheritance. She’d have to check into that later, but she bet it was just more of his insane ramblings. Thank God the lunatic was gone forever.

  “I know what can help you sleep more than the tea.” Nate leaned in and kissed her neck.

  “Bro, you’re a mind reader. I was just thinking the same thing.” Drake began massaging her left leg.

  “Is sex all you Strongs think about?” she asked, giggling. So many emotions swamped her, and yet she was having trouble sorting any of them out. Her mother was safe. Preston was dead. She was relieved, yes, but there was more, much more. Her mind swirled with too many thoughts to deal with alone. Her cowboys knew just what to do to make her focus and feel, really feel. That’s what she needed now more than anything. Their hands on her body raised her temperature.

  “With you? Yes,” Tobias whispered in her ear, nibbling on it, which gave her nice little tingles. “And so much more, love. You mean the world to us.”

  “You’re a very tough woman, pet.” Nate covered her breast with his hand.

  “I don’t feel tough, cowboy.”

  “Doesn’t change the fact that you are,” he said, pulling her robe apart at the top, exposing her breasts.

  She smiled. “You’re all devils.”

  He pinched her nipple, giving her a little sweet sting. “And you’re our angel, love.” He pulled the robe’s tie until it was free of the two little loops that held it in place.

  “What are you doing, Nate?” she asked him.

  “Let me hear ‘Master’ come from those lush lips, pet.”

  A warm shiver shot up and down her spine. “Yes, Master.”

  He passed the tie down to Drake. “Use this on her ankles.” Then he pulled his belt free of his jeans. “This is for your arms, sweetheart,” he said, holding it close to her face to see.

  “Yes, Master,” she said, feeling her legs being tied together.

  As Nate wrapped the leather around her wrists and Tobias and the twins continued rubbing away all her tension, an image of Seth floated into her mind, making her warm and moist. His image faded and was replaced by a face she didn’t want to see—Gabby’s.

  Was there any chance of repairing the damage Gabby had left? Charly looked over at Heath. He wasn’t moving to the bed. With his arms folded over his chest and his face dark, he seemed deeply troubled to her.

  Then it hit her square in the chest, making her heart skip a beat. How could I have been so blind? What man wouldn’t be tormented after killing another person, no matter if it was the only choice left him?

  She looked in Heath’s green eyes. “Please come here.”

  He didn’t budge from his position.

  “Heath, you need this.”

  “I’m good, sweetheart. Enjoy yourself.”

  He might be the most stubborn of the lot. She was going to have her work cut out for her from now on—that was for sure. Hoping to draw him in, she licked her lips and stared at him directly in the eyes. His nostrils flared, but he didn’t move. The pain he carried for the killing had to be unimaginable. If a show was what Heath wanted, then a show was what she’d give him. Let him watch. It might be just the right medicine to soften his suffering.

  Nate rolled both her nipples with his thumbs and forefingers, making her squirm. The little bits of agony heightened her senses, raising her desire.

  Tobias bathed the side of her neck with his tongue and lips, making her skin tingle. The twins massaged her legs and feet, working her into a writhing hot mess.

  Tobias whispered in her ear, “We’re all thirsty to taste you, love.”

  “You got that right, bro.” Nate swallowed her one breast, and Tobias took the other one. Their suction delivered a delicious ache, too. Unlike the pinches earlier, their mouths were both merciless and overwhelming.

  “You ready to give us a drink?” Drake said, guiding his hand up her leg, between her thighs, and finally resting on her pussy. His thick fingers spread her swollen folds apart, and she seeped more wetness from her channel. “Yes, you are, honey. Yes, you are.”

  Her hot pangs grew to the unbearable as his lips followed the same path his hands had just traveled. When he began bathing her pussy with his tongue and pressing on her clit with his thumb, unsurpassable want made her back arch off the mattress and her toes curl.

  “Look at her feet.” Dax’s tone was heavy-laden with lust. When he began sucking on her toes, which were still squeaky clean from her bath, she groaned and thrashed in her restraints Nate had insisted she have.

  Her mind whirled and her body buzzed. Everything felt fuzzy and warm inside her.

  “Enough,” Nate commanded, giving her taut and stinging nipple a slight reprieve. “She must be spanked for what she did at Norma’s.”

  “That’s right,” Tobias agreed.

  Her heartbeats banged hard and fast in her chest. “What did I do, Sirs?”

  Drake’s head popped up from between her thighs. “You almost got yourself killed today, baby.”

  “That’s right,” Heath said, still leaning against the wall. “You saw me in the window and still you tried to jump Preston on your own.”

  “What else could I’ve done? My mother was in danger.”

  “And we had it covered, sweetheart,” Nate said. “You have a lesson to learn. We can’t ever have you act so foolishly again.”

  He rolled her over on her stomach with the help of his brothers until she was facedown on the mattress, chewing on her pillow.

  Dax held her feet in his hands and pressed his thumbs into their centers. “We only want you safe, doll. That’s all.”

  “I’ll go first,” Nate announced. “What state are you in, pet?”

  Our protocols. Right. “I’m green, Master.”

  “Excellent.”

  His hand came down on her ass like lightning bolts—here, there, everywhere. Every inch of her bottom tingled hot and alive. Sensations raced through her body, and she got even wetter.

  “Next,” he offered.

  “That’s me,” Tobias said.

  Spank. Spank. Spank.

  She whimpered as the burn to her backside grew even hotter.

  “Next,” the eldest Strong said.

  “I’m up,” Dax announced. He kissed her ass tenderly. “What st
ate are you in, love?”

  “G–Green, Sir,” she confessed, feeling her need coil around her entire body, squeezing every inch of her to a state of appetizing agony.

  “We’re only doing this to make sure you remember, sweetheart,” he said. “Understand?”

  “Yes, Sir.” She bit down on the pillowcase, bracing for his whacks.

  The spanks from Dax’s hand came fast and furious, making every nerve ending inside her, every inch of her flesh, every thought she could muster focus only and utterly on her cowboys.

  Her aching pussy felt slippery, and her throbbing clit burned. She tilted her hips forward, grinding her mound into the mattress, trying her best to find any tiny bit of relief. No luck.

  “You did good, pet,” Nate said, stroking her hair. “Very good.”

  She turned her head to face him. He was naked with his erect cock already wrapped in a condom. Unbearable anticipation shook her entire body. Pure and powerful need wrapped itself around her entire body, leaving her trembling violently.

  Nate’s hands feathered her ass cheeks. “Get ready for Tobias to lubricate this pretty ass, pet.”

  “I’m going to take you from behind, baby.” Tobias applied lotion to her bottom’s tight spot with his slippery fingers, pushing her to the verge of orgasm.

  Nate reached under her and pressed on her clit, increasing her impatient need to be taken and filled by her men. “And you, kitten, are going to squeeze my dick with your tight pussy, understand?”

  “Yes, Sir,” she mumbled. Her body was on fire with anticipation.

  Her mind spun wildly as Tobias thrust his finger into her ass. Another finger entered her, filling her with more undulating urges. She never felt more captured, overwhelmed, or wanted in her entire life.

  When Tobias crawled on top of her, his weight pinned her to the mattress. She whimpered as his thick, meaty cock pierced her ass.

  Nate tugged on her hair, making her remember that she was not in charge of these moments, but her cowboys were. Pain and pleasure were theirs to give or withhold. In the oddest and most intimate way, relinquishing herself to them and trusting them with everything allowed her to open up and really feel and enjoy what they offered.

  With every slow thrust from Tobias into her ass, Nate fingered her pussy until she was mad with desire. She was on the very edge of climax. Each and every time she thought she would plunge into blissful orgasm, Nate would remove his hand and Tobias would halt his strokes. Their torturous pauses pushed her higher and higher past her old boundaries to a new, exasperating, and delicious state. Mad for release, she fisted the sheets, hopelessly trying to hold on.

  “Roll our baby over, bro.” Nate’s hungry words didn’t calm her. Not one bit. In truth, they only hiked up her already-overwhelming cravings.

  Tobias rolled onto his back, pulling her with him so that his dick remained fully seated in her ass.

  Nate kissed her, causing her toes to curl. His tongue went past her lips, staking his claim even there. She felt his hand slide down to her pussy. She moaned into his open mouth.

  He ended their kiss. “This pussy is mine and my brothers’, pet. Understand?”

  She nodded meekly, unable to use words at that moment.

  Nate removed the bindings from her arms and legs and moved on top of her, guiding his cock into his pussy without any warning. He stroked long and hard, pushing her to take more of Tobias’s dick from behind.

  Drake and Dax moved to the bed, positioning their cocks on either side of her head. Even though every instinct inside her screamed to grab their dicks and suck them dry of every drop they held, she waited for permission.

  Again, Nate kissed her. “Excellent, baby. You are truly my perfect sub. Yes, you can touch and taste Drake and Dax. Do it now.”

  As Nate and Tobias pressed her body between theirs, she reached out and grabbed the twins’ massive cocks. She could feel them pulse in her hand. Turning her head Drake’s direction, she licked the tip of his dick while jerking Dax’s. Then she switched, placing her mouth on Dax’s cock and jerking Drake’s. Back and forth, from one twin to the other, she worked them over with her hands and mouth.

  Tobias impaled her ass deeper and more urgently. Nate lunged into her pussy again and again. His eyes burned with a fevered frenzy.

  Her emotions swelled, realizing how perfect, how right, how wonderful she felt between her cowboys. She belonged here—with them. Always.

  Desperation swamped her entire being. She needed to come in the worst way.

  “Come, pet,” Nate commanded. “Come now.”

  Her body went wild, thrashing between him and Tobias. Sensations so intense, so incredible, so all-consuming pushed her over the brink. She came and came and came.

  Bursting with the wonderful hysteria they’d created inside her, her need to give to them, to please them urged her on. She writhed between Nate and Tobias, unable to control herself.

  Grabbing her by the hips, Tobias thrust hard into her ass from behind. “I’m coming. Fuck. Yes.”

  Sucking on Dax’s dick, she felt it jump in her mouth. The next instant he shot his seed to the back of her throat.

  She turned and faced Drake. Swallowing his dick, her body continued to reel. In seconds, his body went rigid, and he shoved his cock into her mouth, sending his hot liquid down her throat.

  Her orgasm didn’t subside a single tremor. Actually, the climax her cowboys had given her grew hotter and more violent.

  “Perfect, pet. Absolutely perfect,” Nate said.

  “Please, Sir. I want you,” she begged. “Make me yours.”

  He shoved his cock deep into her body, hitting that sweet spot inside her. Her pussy spasms caused her inner walls to tighten around his shaft. She clawed at his shoulders, awash in excitement and release.

  “Yes, pet,” he growled, closing his eyes as he came inside her.

  She closed her eyes, enjoying the feel of her overwhelming cowboys surrounding her. No other place on the planet would make her feel more secure and happy. Her dream was going to happen. All of it. Seth would come around. He must.

  Then it hit her square in the gut. How could I have gotten so lost in the moment and forgotten about Heath? He hadn’t joined in the lovemaking.

  Opening her eyes, she saw him still leaning against the wall. Her heart nearly stopped. He’d never joined in, never even moved to touch her. His eyes appeared lust-filled to her, but perhaps she’d misread them. Then she saw the bulge in his jeans and knew she hadn’t.

  Oh God! He must be paralyzed by guilt for killing another man.

  “Guys, do you mind giving me and Heath a moment alone?”

  Chapter Eight

  Seth glanced at the clock on the wall to the left of the television in his hospital room. Five past midnight. This was going to be a very long night.

  His mother looked up from the magazine she’d been reading. “Everything okay, son?”

  “Yes, Mom. Just peachy.”

  “Watch your tone, young man,” she snapped, followed by a smile. “I’m still your mother.”

  “Sorry. I’m just not crazy about staying the night here. I’d rather be somewhere else.”

  “I bet I know where.” She winked. “There’s a lovely lady at the hotel across the street who is demanding your damaged noggin’s attention. Am I right?”

  “I swear Carlotta needs to let you moonlight at her reading room.”

  His mom shrugged. “Not a bad idea since she’s going to be traveling with Deuce for a while during the rodeo circuit. With my hotel having to be rebuilt, I need something to fill my days.”

  “That’s never been an issue for you, Mom.” Since neither of them had any chance of falling asleep tonight, he decided to ask her something Charly had told him before. “Is it true that you and my dads are on board with all of us marrying Charly Wynn?”

  She stood and came to the side of his bed, taking his hand in hers. “It’s true. I was an outsider, like Charly. I came here hoping to convince my sis
ter to forget the three men she’d fallen in love with, much like Charly had done with her cousin Jessie. I thought the only way people could make a family was the traditional one-male-and-one-female version. I was wrong. Dead wrong.”

  He squeezed her hand. “Mom, I’m glad you chose to stay.”

  “Me, too, Seth. Me, too. But the truth is I traded one set of narrow-minded rules for another. Wilde’s biases became mine. How foolish to set limits on people’s hearts. I realize that my family, your two dads and me, would be shunned outside of Wilde. Your Aunt Mary and her three husbands, same thing. And Jessie Wilde and my nephews? They’d be judged from coast to coast. Wilde is special. The people here will get over their outdated intolerance. You’ll see, son. They will come around. If they don’t, then fuck them.”

  “Mom?” His mother rarely cursed, but when she did, it always got everyone’s attention.

  Her hand came up to her mouth and then dropped to her lap. “I meant ‘forget’ them, just like Cee Lo did for radio and TV.”

  He laughed. “I’m sure you did.”

  “Seth, no one can say that three-and-one is better than four-and-one or five-and-one.”

  “Or six-and-one?”

  “Exactly. All I want for you is to be happy, son.” She sighed. “First love is hard to let go of. Are you over Gabby, Seth?”

  “I hope he’s not, Mrs. Strong.” Gabby stood in the doorway, shaking her head.

  His mother’s grasp on his hand tightened to near painful, but he didn’t mind. It was her way of telling him she did not approve of Gabby. He’d known that for a while, and for the first time in his life, he didn’t want to try to convince his mom otherwise.

  No longer in the old coat from Norma’s lost and found, Gabby was once again dressed to impress. He didn’t know a thing about designer clothes but no doubt her outfit cost a bundle—likely several bundles. Too bad the wrapping was much nicer than the package underneath.

  “Hello, Gabrielle.” His mother’s tone was cordial with only a hint of the immense disfavor hidden just underneath her surface.

  Gabby grinned. “It’s nice to see you again, Mrs. Strong.”