Page 16 of Healing Her Cowboys
A breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding came out when the ranch slid into view. When Atlas got out of the truck, he held his hand out to her. She didn’t hesitate to take it as he lifted her out like she weighed nothing.
After he sat her down on the ground, he hesitated before moving his hands off her hips, as if contemplating something deep and important.
“Atlas,” she whispered. She wasn’t sure if she was asking him for something or just saying his name to steady herself.
He finally grabbed her hand and led her back into the ranch house. She could feel Brik not far behind them. The sound of the front door closed, and Atlas immediately had her pinned up against the wall with her hands above her head.
“Listen to me closely, Reese,” Atlas whispered. “You’re driving us crazy.”
His warm breath tickled her neck and felt like little fingers running across her skin. The sensation made her dizzy, and she had to focus hard on what he was saying.
“I don’t understand,” she said.
“We both want you. Can’t you feel that? We’ve wanted you since the moment we saw you. Damn, Reese. You’re so beautiful.” He nuzzled his nose against her neck and inhaled deep. “You even smell good enough to eat.”
Reese had a hard time focusing on his words, with his body pressed so close against hers. The feel of him was unlike the sensation any man had ever given her before, and they still had clothes on. She wondered if she could even stand her naked body being close to his or Brik’s. She couldn’t forget the feel of him, even if she tried.
Her eyes darted to Brik, and she knew she’d made a mistake. His eyes bore into her with such a smolder that she couldn’t help but moan out loud. He wasn’t even the one touching her, and yet he brought out such a response from her.
“We won’t touch you unless you let us,” Atlas said. “If you tell us to back off, we will. We’ll go on as if nothing ever happened here tonight. It’ll be fucking hard, but we’ll do it.”
“Or?” she asked. She feared his next words, but she also anticipated each one.
“Brik and I will take you and make sure the only names you ever call will be ours.” His lips finally touched her neck, and it left a scorching trail that radiated through her skin and settled into her core. “But you must give us your permission. We won’t touch you otherwise. That’s the rule here. What do you want, Reese?”
“I... I want...” Reese couldn’t figure out how to form words. Right and wrong didn’t have a place in her head. All she could think about was the two men before her, and all reasoning slipped away into the autumn night. She could have blamed it on the beer or a night of conflicting emotions, but none of those were the truth. Even through her heated moments with Brik and calm times with Atlas, she knew she wanted them too. “I want both of you.”
That was all it took for Atlas to crash his mouth onto hers. There was no prelude or warning, only hard desire and need. His mouth was a fierce force that pulled her desire from her with a desperate command.
He lifted her hands higher over her head and explored her with his mouth. Atlas made a path from her lips to her neck and down to the mounds of her covered breasts.
Even through her shirt, she could feel the heat of his breath as he hovered there. He found her nipple through the material and sucked.
“Oh, God,” Reese groaned as her eyes found Brik again. He watched with patience as Atlas moved over her, kissing and suckling her, but she could tell something wild slid under the surface of his stillness.
“My bedroom,” Brik said and turned without looking back as he made his way upstairs.
Atlas immediately stopped kissing her breasts and lifted her into his arms. No words were spoken as he followed Brik upstairs.
Reese realized why Brik had said to go to his room. His bed was bigger than the one in Atlas’s room and took up most of the bedroom’s space. It was a bed made for a king or two.
Atlas sat her down on her feet and took his time undressing her as if she were a special present he didn’t want to destroy.
In the corner, she watched as Brik slowly undressed and carefully folded each piece to hang off his desk chair.
Atlas kissed every inch of her skin as he slowly slid her bra off her shoulders. He nuzzled her neck as he unhooked the clasps of the bra from behind her. He made a kissing trail down her belly all the way down to her panties. His fingers slipped through the side and slid them down her legs.
She stood there bare before them, but instead of feeling exposed and embarrassed, she felt bold and sure. She threadedher hands through Atlas’s hair until he stood in front of her again. This time, it was her turn to kiss him and explore the way he tasted. He had a strong and musky taste that reminded her of the way he worked the ranch, the way he took care of everything and everyone on it.
His hands kneaded into her hips until they slipped back to grab her ass with a gentle squeeze.
Reese filled up with raw need. Everywhere he touched her left a trail of heat. She needed him. Needed them both until she was sated.
Atlas pulled away, but he never broke eye contact with her as he unbuttoned his shirt. Each button opened slowly with every flick of his fingers.
She couldn’t stop her hands from exploring the broad expanse of his tanned chest as finished and moved on to unbuckle his belt next.
Brik was just as tempting shirtless but out of reach. She held her hand out to him, but he shook his head. “Not yet, Reese,” he said. “Not yet.”
