Page 45 of Cowboy Triplets Next Door

I was reaching down to pet him when I heard a sound outside of the bathroom. My chest tightened as I stared down at Turtle. Typically, if I heard a sound, it was Turtle, or at least it was easy to say it was Turtle so I didn’t panic. I was staring at Turtle, though, so I couldn’t tell myself it was him. I took a deep breath and slowly pulled the curtain open. Straining to hear even the slightest thing, I nearly slipped on the wet tile. Catching myself and swearing, I stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around my body. Slowly creeping towards the bathroom door, I peeked my head out and screamed when I saw someone in my bedroom.

It took my brain a few seconds to process that I was staring at Gray. Clutching my chest, I stomped towards him, ready to read him the riot act. “You scared the shit out of me! What are you—”

On the other side of my bedroom stood Owen and Keaton. The three of them stood there, freshly showered, staring at me with an unfair amount of heat in their eyes. I swallowed and tried to take a step back but Turtle was behind me and I would’ve landed on the floor if Gray hadn’t reached out and grabbed me. He tugged me into his chest and pinned me there with his arm looped around my back.

“He’s cute but he’s not a good guard dog.” Owen took a step closer and ran his hands through his damp hair.

“What are you guys doing here?” I cursed how breathy I sounded. I was angry at them. I hated them. They’d broken into my bedroom while I was showering. I should’ve been calling the cops.

Gray cupped the side of my head and ran his thumb along my jaw. “You asked for this.”

Those four words bounced around in my head as he lowered his mouth to mine. He took small samplings of my lips before sealing his over mine and stroking his tongue inside. He kissed me like his life depended on it. Angling his head, he deepened the kiss and stroked my tongue into submission. I was so taken aback by him that the rest of my body froze. My arms hung limply at my sides until his hand knotted in the back of my hair and the light sting jarred me into action.

I pushed away from him but with his arm locked around me, I didn’t get far. Still, he lifted his mouth from mine and stared down at me with a wild look in his eyes. His mouth was slightly swollen and I felt an insane amount of jealousy over the fact he’d been letting other women see him like this since moving to town but I was only then getting to see it. Glaring up at him, I kept my hands braced against his chest and leaned back as much as I could.

“What are you doing? Don’t kiss me!”

His eyes flashed and his grip in my hair tightened. “You’ve been begging for weeks for us to kiss you and now you don’t want it?”

I probably reacted the exact way he assumed I would. I tried even harder to push him away but all I did was leave my neck and throat exposed. Gray growled as he lowered his mouth to my throat and sucked at my sensitive skin. His beard was rough and his teeth were rougher but the way he swirled his tongue over my stinging skin made me gasp with pleasure.

I felt either Owen or Keaton press into me from behind and my arms went weak. My hands moved on their own accord up Gray’s chest and into his hair and he tortured my throat with his skilled mouth. Hands worked the knot in my towel free and then I was naked in between them. I cried out as one of their hands cupped my sex and squeezed in a move that made me feel thoroughly possessed.

Gray worked his way up to my jaw and took my mouth in another breath-taking kiss before pulling back enough to meet my glazed eyes. “You wanted us, Bumble B. Now, you’ve got us. No more protecting your virtue. Now, I want to fucking ruin it.”

I licked my lips and tried to remember all the bad things I’d been thinking about them in my head. It was useless, though, when they were surrounding me, giving me what I’d wanted to begin with. “You can try.”

I realized it was Owen behind me when he gave a dark laugh and ran the tips of his fingers through the wetness that had already pooled at my core. “Same safe word? Betsy?”

“I don’t need a safe—” I barely held in a scream when he suddenly thrust two fingers into me. Panting, I held onto Gray’s shoulders when Owen pulled those fingers out just as quickly and pressed them against my ass. Going up on my tiptoes, I gasped at the feeling of his finger slowly entering me.

Owen gripped the front of my throat with his other hand and held me as he slowly sawed his finger in and out of my ass. “There are three of us who have been dying to fuck you for a long while now, B. In case one of us moves too fast, you need a safe word. Now pick one, or keep Betsy.”

My mouth was open in a pant and Gray smirked as he leaned in and kissed me. I sucked at his tongue as the feeling of fullness gave way to pleasure. Just when I thought I was over the slight ache, though, Owen pushed a second finger inside me.

I broke away from Gray’s mouth and screamed. “Fine! Betsy!”

Keaton appeared next to me with a hungry smile stretching his mouth. “I’m claiming your sweet ass first. I’m going to fuck straight through the last of your virtue.”

My core throbbed as it clenched around nothing. My ass was too full, my sex was too empty, and I already felt like I would die if I didn’t come soon. I didn’t give a shit about my virtue. I was also past the point of caring about staying strong against the Hellstone triplets. I just wanted everything they would give me for the night.

“On the bed.” Keaton’s teasing voice was nowhere to be found as he directed his brothers to arrange me on my hands and knees on top of my bed. I grunted when he pushed between my shoulders until my chest went flat on the bed with my cheek pressing into the cotton of my blanket.

I stared with a mix of shock and embarrassment as Owen and Gray sat in chairs they’d brought in, right next to the bed. I was posed in front of them and with my face pressed into the bed, I could only look at them. My stomach clenched as Keaton settled on the bed behind me. “W-what’s with the chairs?”

Keaton’s hands gripped my thighs and spread my knees out so he could kneel between them. “They’re going to watch as you lose the last of the innocence we were so concerned about. Feeling shy?”

I nodded as best as I could. I was sure I couldn’t be any more exposed to them until Keaton tapped my hands and gently pulled them back until my hands pressed into my ass.

“Hold yourself open so I can see what’s mine.” He waited until I did what he said with shaking hands and then he leaned down and flicked his tongue over the puckered skin. “I can’t say I ever imagined sweet little Billie Myers spreading herself out so I could fuck her virgin ass.” The cold of the lube he spread around my opening made me shiver.

Gray leaned forward and rested his elbows on his knees. “She still blushes like a virgin.”

I let out a shocked scream when a sudden vibration pressed into my clit from below. At the same time, Keaton pressed the thick head of his slick shaft against my ass. I lost my breath as the head breached my tight ring of muscle. The vibrator against my clit mostly distracted from the sting but I was still very aware that Keaton was forcing his cock into my ass. I felt every inch.

The bedroom was silent and still, except for the sound of the vibrator buzzing and my ragged breathing. The men watched as my body opened and stretched for Keaton. I couldn’t keep my eyes open as the sensations rolled through my consciousness and left me reeling. I could feel pressure building and I couldn’t catch my breath. My whole body broke out in chills as the pressure reached its peak. I hinged at that peak, frozen just before the fall.

“Come, Billie.” Gray’s voice was demanding and my body responded like he was physically shoving me over that edge.

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