by Shae Shannon
“Mom! Please! Ugh, that is wrong on so many levels. Did you need something?” Dixon’s voice and demeanor had changed in an instant, going from the big bad man to a kid caught making out on the couch.
“I didn’t know I needed a reason to venture into my own den. As it so happens, I was looking for you though. What time are your brothers heading in? I want to make sure I can have, er, preparations made.” The sudden stumbling was out of her character.
Dixon glanced down at EmmaLee, who sent both a questioning look. “Emmie, love, why don’t you go grab a jacket. I will meet you in the kitchen in a few minutes, okay?” He quickly kissed her cheek, seemingly dismissing her quickly.
“Oh, okay I guess…What preparations? What is going on? Did I forget something for the BBQ tonight?” Confusion clouded EmmaLee. Did she forget to get a gift for someone’s birthday? Anniversary?
Lilly quickly jumped to explain. “Oh, no, sweetheart. I want to see to it that the boys are all dressed nicely for this evening. I plan on taking a lot of pictures, and want to make sure we don’t look like a bunch of ruffians. Have you called Tina lately? I invited her to join us tonight, but forgot to ring her this morning to remind her. Be a dear and give her a call, will you?”
Satisfied nothing was wrong, or forgotten, EmmaLee nodded. “Sure. I will go call her right now before I forget.” With one last look between the two, she walked toward the door to the stairs leading to the basement apartment.
* * * *
After her conversation with Tina that ended up being a sexual interrogation of her affairs with the Dennison brothers, she had confirmed her attendance to the shindig planned for the evening and finally hung up. EmmaLee loved the girl, but her need to know everything sometimes got to be a little too much to handle. Lying to her never worked, but redirecting the line of questioning to something Tina was not willing to share usually did the trick. After a few comments about the Dennison cousins attending and what she planned on wearing to get their attention, Tina ran for the hills.
She now stood, jacket in hand, with her hip propped against the cabinets, impatiently waiting for Dixon. When a figure approached the doorway, she stepped around the counter, surprised to see Lyndon waltzing in her direction.
“Hey, good lookin’, whatcha got a cookin’?” His bad line made her giggle.
“Nothing, but I can whip something up really fast if you want. What sounds good?” She turned to walk toward the refrigerator but stopped dead in her tracks, paralyzed from the impulsive, startling vibrations in her pussy. She gripped the handle, bending over from the sudden amazing sensations that shot through her womb. Her breath hitched and pulse quickened, making it impossible to stop the faint moans that escaped.
“Good. I see you followed your directions. How does that egg feel in that hot little cunt, baby?” He slowly waltzed over to her. His hand brushed against the side of her face, before he lowered and kissed her even more speechless.
“It…it feels…ohh…good!” She still squirmed in his embrace, slowly losing more and more of her composure.
“Mmm. I knew you would like it. How about this?” Before she could ask, he pulled out a tiny remote and flipped another switch. The metal nipple clamps began to buzz, sending another wave of sensations coursing through her body. He caught her before she fumbled to the ground, and swung her up into his large muscled arms. “Is that good, baby?” His mouth whispered against hers, making her wet tunnel leak down the inside of her thigh.
A barely recognizable “Uh-huh” followed by a head nod was all she could muster. He kissed her again, allowing her to fall deeper into the pit of need. When she panted his name, begging for more, he released her and set her on her wobbly feet against the counter. Confusion, sexual frustration, and irritation took hold of her. She was a boiling pot of need, and Lyndon only sprinkled salt in, making her hotter. His chuckle only added to her irritation, making her snap. “Lyndon Wade! Turn that remote off right now or finish what you started. You have me balled up, juicing, and so horny I am about to go downstairs and take care of it by my damn self!” He put both hands up in surrender, trying to hold his laughter back. Two simple flicks and the tormenting buzzing stopped.
Jase came strolling in as if on cue, and walked over to join them. “Hey guys. What’s all the shouting for?” Lyndon held up the remote grinning. “Oh, she got our presents. Good. So, why is she yelling?” He kept his attention on Lyndon, ignoring EmmaLee.
She had had enough of their Neanderthal ways. “She is yelling because I am all worked up in a tizzy and butthole here thinks it is funny!”
Jase stopped and turned toward her, quirking his eyebrow. He glanced back at Lyndon, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. “It seems that she has a little too much spunk in her britches. I think our little lippy woman here needs an attitudinal adjustment.” He dropped his gaze back on her, giving a toothy grin.
“I think you might be right, bro. Care to do the honors?” Lyndon returned the mischievous grin and switched the remote back on.
She shot them both a dirty look, trying to fight the urges that clawed at her. She attempted to protest, but it came out sounding like she had a mouth full of oatmeal. She was quickly whisked around with her chest laying on the counter and her skirt hiked up, revealing her bare ass. Without any preparation or warning, Jase’s hand came down on her rear. Over and over, he peppered her ass until it stung and throbbed. He had stopped and was now rubbing his rough calluses over the heated flesh, sending goose pimples to rise all over her. “Please, Jase! Please…I need…Please!” Her words were whooshed out in rasps of heavy breaths.
“We know what you need, Emmie.” Lyndon’s tone had lowered, making EmmaLee even hotter. He walked up and ran his finger up her slit, coating juices on it. With his fingers in a peace sign, he massaged her lips, working farther and farther up. When he circled her ass, she hissed. He pushed the lubed finger in, easing it bit by bit until she pushed against it in acceptance. A feline growl screeched through her lips, and her butt lifted to get it deeper. “I think she likes it, Jase. Should I let her come?” He slowly fingered her.
“Yeah, make her come. I like watching her come undone.” Jase assisted in flipping her onto her back with her feet propped on the edge. With a single nod, Lyndon slammed into her relentlessly. She was so close. Her body twisted and tightened, climbing to the release she craved. Her head thrashed back and forth uncontrollably, needing something else to send her tumbling. Jase must have read her mind, because with a few yanks to the chain that tugged her erect nipples, she fell into bliss. “Oh my God!” EmmaLee hollered between gasps of air.
They let her ride it out and helped her down, turned off the remote, and both smothered her in hot kisses. “You are so fuckin’ hot, baby. Come on, we gotta get going.”
“You guys made me hot. Now get out of here, you mischievous hellcats!” They both laughed, moving in to give her a quick snuggle before leaving the privacy of the house. Jase kissed the top of her head and wrapped his arm around her shoulders. Lyndon held her hand on the other side, and together they strolled out to the barn.
Dixon was waiting with the horses saddled when they made their way past all of the stalls. “Hey. I have everything ready. We need to head out before it gets too late.” He kissed her lips in greeting, and lifted her into the saddle of the awaiting Gypsy. The boys all mounted, and started out of the barn.
“Where are we going?” She loved being in the saddle, but no panties, a thin skirt being the only barrier between her and the saddle didn’t feel great…and the egg lodged in her vajayjay definitely wasn’t comfortable.
“You will see soon enough. Keep up!” Dixon spurred Jester, and off he went through the field. Lyndon and Jase did the same, leaving her no time to ask for more information.
The countryside was gorgeous. A warm breeze blew through her hair, and the warm sun warmed her face. Riding was more enjoyable once she got Gypsy in a run and out of a gallop, and she relished in the freedom that only a horse
and open land could give her. They rode in the direction of the creek, and she wondered what they were up to. It was getting too chilly to swim, so she secretly hoped that whatever they were up to didn’t include her being tossed into the cold spring. When they started up the hill that lay before the creek, the boys slowed and lined up beside her. Once they reached the top, she stopped. The view was magnificent. It wasn’t the scenery that made her lose her breath and fight tears that had sprung to the back of her eyes. In the distance, next to the creek where they had first met, was the most magical, massive lodge-type house that looked like a medieval castle, only out of logs. She vaguely felt the hands lifting her down onto the ground, and had to peel her eyes away from the perfect structure that stood before her. She turned to the three, and smiled with tears streaming. “It is perfect. How did you ever manage to do this?” Her words came out in a choked up whisper.
“This is our family home, Emmie. We know what you have always wanted from the long nights of discussions under the stars, and we tried to bring it to life the best we could. The hardware store was out of fairies and unicorns, but we can always strap a cone to Gypsy’s halter if you want.” Jase walked up to stand directly in front of her, kissed her lips, and dropped to his knees. Before she could comprehend what they were doing, he had taken her hand and flipped out a black velvet box from the pocket of his blue flannel shirt. “EmmaLee Brooke Anderson, will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?”
Her hand slapped over her mouth in shock. Her heart raced. This was her fairy tale come true, and she was rendered speechless. He cleared his throat nervously, and she smiled. “Yes, Jase Michael Dennison, I would love to.” He grabbed her hand and slid the ring on her finger. She pulled her hand up to look at it and cried more. It was a huge diamond, encased in sparkling sapphires and diamond baguettes. The afternoon sun made it shimmer and sparkle. It was truly breathtaking.
He kissed her passionately, tipping his hat enough to give them their own private moment. “I love you, baby.” He kissed her nose, and pulled back.
“I love you, Jase.”
Lyndon stepped up, following the same protocol. When she accepted, he presented his ring to her, and placed it on her other hand. He had picked a diamond just as impressive, only accented with gleaming garnets and diamonds. She received her kiss, and they both verbalized their love to each other.
Dixon took his time, caressing her cheek and looking deeply into her eyes before he finally found the ground. It was his look that touched her more than anything. The big, bad man had let down all of his guards and brick walls, and was now kneeling at her feet, vulnerable, pouring his heart out to her. “Emms, you have been mine since the day I met you right here at this creek. I have watched you grow and blossom into the beautiful lady you have become. You have always been the only girl in my heart, and always will be. I love you more than words can express. Will you stand beside me on our journey through this world?” He reached into his pocket and pulled out a slightly larger box, flipping it open to present to her. Inside was the most gorgeous platinum collar embedded with diamonds and sapphires. A sapphire heart dangled from the front.
“This is for you, angel. You will have my heart with you wherever you go, and you will always be mine.”
Her throat had constricted from emotion, making talking next to impossible. She was babbling like a baby. This was the happiest moment of her existence. She tried to answer, but only a squeak that sounded like a wounded duck emerged. She nodded her head, hoping he understood.
His huge smile eased her worry, and he stood to place the gleaming collar on her neck. She smiled. Each representation was so different, but defined each of her fiancés. She held her hands up to admire and touched the cold metal on her throat and laughed. “I am going to be the envy of all women in the world with these rocks on my fingers and bling on my neck!” They smiled, showing pride in their selections.
After a few minutes of small talk, Dixon stepped over and grabbed her by the hand. He led her away from the other two, to a pallet made down by the creek, next to the rope they used to swing off of into the water as kids. It was there that he made love to her, showing her the secrets of his soul. She opened her heart and gave it to him on that blanket, feeling the sweetest euphoric high of her life.
Jase and Lyndon followed, each having their own special time with her where no one in the world existed but the two of them. When each had made sweet love to her, they all joined together and united as one. Even with three men in her bed, love overflowed.
She made love to each of her soon-to-be husbands, and then had the pleasure of having them all together. The Rolling Stones were right. She had what she needed, and the only thing in the universe she wanted.
* * * *
It was nightfall when they rode back to the house. The party was in full swing, complete with a huge bonfire, country music pumping through the air, and the sweet smell of BBQ ribs teasing her rumbling tummy. When they all walked up, the crowd erupted in applause, whistles, and whoops. Everyone was in line to congratulate them. Lilly and Jeremy pushed through the mob and hugged them all.
“You have always been our daughter, Emmie. Now it is official. We love you, daughter.” Jeremy had melted, and instead of the tough, rough, manly man, he was sweet and genuine. Her heart swelled at the gesture.
“Thank you both so much. I love you, Mom and Dad.”
Tina bounced in between them, working her way into the hug circle. Jeremy busted out in laughter. “Tina, doll, you have always been part of the family, too. Get in here, girl.”
She bounced up and down clapping her hands. “Oh, Emmie, I am so excited for you! You deserve to be happy, sweetie.”
“Thank you, Tina. I am so glad you came, I have been missing you. So, are you here alone or with someone?” EmmaLee hinted around, trying to find out if she was finally dating the Dennison cousins yet or not.
“I came alone, Emm. I told you, they aren’t interested, and to tell you the truth, I am losing interest. Cory Ford asked me out, and I think I just might go.” She winked, ensuring the full details after they were alone.
EmmaLee was smothered in another round of group hugs, and loved every second of it. Lilly held her hand, and in the loudest voice the little woman could conjure said, “We got a wedding to plan!” The red plastic cups of beer and other beverages rose in salute, and more applause followed.
She snuggled between her guys with her best friend by her side, and threw a few back in celebration. For the first time in her life, she felt free. No insecurities or doubts filled her head. It was like the joining they had just shared had fixed what was broken, and when they were all together as one, it mended it forever. This was her family, and always had been.
The rest of the night was wonderful. Good friends, good food, and the amazing family that surrounded her made her beam with gratitude. Things were perfect, and the future only looked better. The Rolling Stones pumped over the radio, making her burst out in giggles. She sang along to the song, singing extra loud over the chorus. I got it all.
THE END
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Note from the author—
I want to thank you all for purchasing my work. This book was so much fun to write. It holds a lot of my raising and experiences growing up, and is dear to my heart. I wanted to share some of the fun and mischief that only the country life can provide. Grab a four wheeler and get dirty… I promise it will be the best ride of your life!
Shae Shannon was born in California where she lived until the age of 13. Her family decided to uproot and move to a small town in Oklahoma. It was fate, Karma, or coincidence that had put both Shae and her future husband on the paths of destiny and love. She spotted him in the back of a pickup truck while cruising town, his hot sexiness capturing her attention and her heart. One introduction later and she knew that he was her soul mate. Dustin was also from California, and had grown up only 30 miles from her.
After
marriage, Dustin joined the Army. They spent 9 years in northern New York and 4 years in Georgia. He served 3 tours overseas, and numerous stateside training exercises. It was during the long, stressful, lonesome deployments that Shae found she could escape into imagination and majestically teleport into juicy books. Her most prized gift came in the form of a Kindle, sent from her husband in Iraq. She quickly filled her digital library, and adds to it every week.
They are blessed with three kids ages 16, 10, and 5. Two dogs, a hamster, and a fish make for a chaotic crazy daily routine that Shae handles like a pro, and with a lot of humor.
Needing to branch out more, Shae picked up her laptop and began to write, allowing her boisterous imagination to fly. After what seemed like an eternity, she finally created her first novel that soon became published by Siren Publishing. She was finally on the path of her dreams of becoming an author.
Shae currently lives Oklahoma, where the tea is sweet, the grass is green, and people still say ma’am and thank you. Every summer, they load up the family and head for the lake for swimming and fishing. There is not a water park or swimming pool in the world that could ever compare to a rope swing and a floaty. The only thing that will change is that Shae will be scribbling and writing as she floats on the water and works on her tan.
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