Page 10 of Cowboy Triplets Next Door

“One of us here.” I cupped her sex and felt her hot juices already leaking out to coat my fingers. Then, I moved to her side and used that same hand to press her cheeks apart so I could run my finger over her asshole. “And another here.”

Billie’s body flushed red but she shocked me by opening her lips and licking my finger. Her pupils were blown out but her eyes were focused as she met mine. “Okay.”

Owen, sensing what I was doing, moved closer. “We’re not your sweet boyfriend who’s going to make love to you. We fuck. Hard. We conquer. We aren’t finished until you’re too weak to stand and you’ve got our come in your hair and across that pretty mouth.”

“Have you ever been fucked in the ass, Bumble B? We hear it’s a bit of heaven and hell with us. We’re big men. It hurts until it doesn’t.” Keaton stalked over, all charming boy scout gone from his voice. “A woman as stubborn as you might need to be tied up. I like the sound of that. Having you tied up all night so we can fuck you any way we want, as many times as we want, that’s my own personal heaven.”

I dragged my teeth over her shoulder. “Now’s your chance to realize you’re in over your head, Bumble B. Run while you can.”

She tipped her chin higher, proving just how stubborn she really was. “If you’re waiting for me to run so you don’t have to do this, you’re going to have to be more direct. I don’t run scared. If you don’t want me, just say so.”

Owen closed the gap between them and dragged her hand over his jean-clad dick. “Does that feel like a man who doesn’t want you?”

She licked her lips and shook her head. “No.”

I pressed into her from behind. “Choose a safe word, in case it’s too much for you.”

“It won’t be.”

I growled and raked my teeth over her shoulder harder. “Choose a fucking word, Bumble B.”

“Betsy!” Her breaths came faster and I could smell her arousal. “Betsy. I choose Betsy.”

“Okay, then.” I stepped away from her and nodded at Owen. “Lead the lamb to her slaughter.”

Owen let out a dark laugh. “Gladly.”

I hung back and watched Billie pad barefooted across the balcony and into Owen’s room. Her body moved with so much rhythm and grace as she went that I found myself rushing to join them as soon as she was out of sight. I didn’t want to miss a second of her downfall.

Owen and I sat at the foot of his bed and Keaton leaned against the wall next to us. With Billie standing in front of us, I decided to play with her a bit more. We weren’t normally so brazen, but she brought out something animalistic in me.

“Strip.” As much as I appreciate the lingerie, I wanted her bare.

She hesitated for a split second and then reached behind her to unhook the bra. It fell to the floor and then she pushed her panties down.

I saw the wet spot and nodded at them. “Bring me your panties.”

Her face flamed red but she did as I said. She pushed them into my hand and turned to leave but I reached out and gripped her inner thigh to keep her standing right in front of us.

“Stay.” Bringing her panties up to my nose, I inhaled her scent and groaned. “Fuck, you smell so sweet.”

Owen gripped her hips and pulled her down so she was straddling his thigh. “So wet, Bumble B. Are you excited?”

After another moment of hesitation, she nodded. “Yes.”

He smirked. “Show me.”

Keaton and I both watched like starving sharks as Owen rocked Billie’s hips back and forth. Her lip was caught between her teeth and as we watched, her hands gripped Owen’s shoulders tight. When he stopped moving her hips, she lost her rhythm for a beat and then got it back. She dropped her head back and moaned while grinding her slippery sex on Owen’s thick thigh.

It occurred to me that maybe we’d underestimated our little Bumble B. She got herself off in less than a minute and then rested on Owen’s shoulder as she caught her breath.

Owen, a man who loved eating pussy, stood up with Billie in his arms and hoisted her even higher. She clung to his head and gasped when he forced her thighs to rest on his shoulders and held her six feet in the air as he buried his face in her pussy. She threw one arm out, looking for something to hold onto and screamed his name.

There was no purchase for her, nothing for her to grab except for his head. The tall rooms of the ranch and where he was standing, meant Billie was at his mercy. Owen didn’t give a lot of mercy.

CHAPTER 10

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