Page 76 of Claimed By the Cowboys
Angel that she was, Evelyn volunteered to take Maisie for the day. She and Emmy made plans to take her to the petting zoo while we helped Piper get settled in the new space. When we mentioned having to find a separate sitter for the evening, Evelyn and Emmy even offered to feed her dinner, give her a bath, and bring her back to the house in her jammies after the three of them watchedher favorite animated movie for the billionth time.
They were truly saints, and I would be eternally grateful to them.
With a bit of conspiring between me and the others, we managed to split our time between helping Piper nest and setting up the living room and dining room for a little at-home date night.
While Montana and Clay arranged furniture and hung pictures, Dakota and I got busy preparing a bunch of differentthings to throw on the grill, plenty of random crunchy, salty, and spicy snacks, and of course, at least three different flavors of ice cream with a jar of hot fudge sauce to accommodate Piper’s increasingly bizarre pregnancy cravings.
“Is it bad that I’m so exhausted that I’m ready to go to bed at five-thirty? Callthatan acceptable ‘date night’?” Piper groaned as she shuffled out of the fully furnished omega suite behind Clay and Monty, who were carrying the last of the boxes from the decorating session.
“But you promised that we were going to watch moreSexy Southern Vampires, and I already made you a sundae!” Dakota protested, plopping a bright red maraschino cherry atop a swirl of whipped cream. The dessert was in a tall ice-cream parlor cup and nearly overflowing with scoops of strawberry ice cream and hot fudge.
“Oh, Dakota, you get five extra gold stars!” Piper squealed happily, flopping down onto the oversized couch, grabby hands eagerly pleading for the frozen treat.
“Sexy Southern Vampires?”Clay made a sound of protest, though we all knew he was totally into the show after his initial objections. When we’d watched a few episodes while he put a particularly difficult Maisie down for bed the other night, he wasoutragedthat we’d watched without him.
“Yeah, it looks like Vampire Phil is going to propose to Kirby, but she’s kind of started having a thing for Bjorn—the love triangle is just heating up.” Montana gave his obligatory recap before settling down beside Piper, securing a seat in gropable distance before TV time.Damn him, that clever bastard.
Despite the fact that Dakota had earned extra points with Piper—thanks to the ice cream, he also lost out on primo seating. Clay seized the opportunity to sit on Piper’s other side, and now both of us were forced to sit on the outside of the trio.
Obviously miffed, but unwilling to say anything about it, Dakota made a seat for himself next to his twin, waiting not-so patiently for the moment Clayton or Monty got up to use the bathroom or grab a beer.
I had my own plans, though, so I took a seat on the carpet in front of Piper. She folded her legs beneath her as she balanced her ice cream on her growing belly.
It was about halfway through the episode when Piper finally dropped her long-handled spoon into the empty sundae glass with a loud clatter.
Without thinking, she passed it to Clay, who’d been leaning in expectantly, hoping to lick off traces of chocolate fudge from the corner of her pretty pink mouth. Instead, he ended up on dish-disposal duty long enough for Dakota to steal his spot.
With her ice cream gone, Piper unfolded her legs, allowing them to hang over my shoulders where I sat on the floor before her.
While Clay grumbled on his way back to the couch beside Dakota, one ofSexy Southern Vampire’strademark softcore-level love scenes began.
On the TV, the show’s heroine indulged in a soft focus daydream where she spent an unforgettable night with both potential lovers in athletic positions, seemingly without end.
Evidently, Piper was finding the whole thing quiteentertainingbecause she had begun to crank out that scent, thick and heavy. Her legs trembled as if she were trying to press them together around me.
Low purring and growls spread through the living room as the boys caught wind of Piper’s perfume diffusing into the air. That sweet, floral honeysuckle was a luscious nighttime summer breeze drifting in through the room.
“See something there you like, duchess?” Clay growled greedily from his seat, one of his hands lazily roving over hisstomach muscles through his thin T-shirt, moving down to between his legs.
“I certainly wouldn’t mind having the…attentionof several handsome men at once.” Piper sighed innocently, her blue eyes rolling upward in mock disinterest.
“Well, I happen to know someone who would be very happy to do someattending,” Dakota volunteered as he leaned in to kiss Piper on the mouth.
Not wanting to be outdone by his brother, Montana was quick to slip in his hands to cup Piper’s breasts, toying with her nipples through the sheer, soft fabric of her nightgown.
Slowly, Piper’s hands reached out on either side of her, finding their way to each twin’s growing bulge, stroking Dakota through his athletic shorts and her other hand dipping into the waistband of Montana’s boxers.
Clearly well on his way to impatient jealousy, Clay slowly stood and rounded the back of the sofa until he came to stand just behind Piper, who was still kissing Dakota.
“I could use some attention from my omega, too, duchess,” Clayton rumbled, pulling his pierced cock from within his sweatpants, stroking it as he watched her hungrily.
Piper and Dakota broke their kiss, Dakota leaning back to give Clay space as he advanced on Piper. “Of course, how could I deny my pack lead?” Piper batted her beautiful auburn lashes, her hands still working each of the twins.
“Open that pretty little mouth, duchess, so I can fill it with something besides your sweet talkin’,” Clay growled.
As Piper found herself completely distracted by my pack mates, I lifted her knees from their places bent over my shoulders and turned around to kneel so that I faced her. Her knees parted to show me her white panties, which were nearly see-through and wet with her slick.
Piper’s knees rested on my shoulders again as I hiked up her nightgown. My fingers crept up the outside of her thighs toward the lacy waistband of her panties, my mouth getting ever closer to the honey dripping from her seam.
