Cowboy Rough [Men for Hire 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) Read online

To Joe’s delight, she responded immediately by leaning into Collin. But he wasn’t about to let Collin call the shots first. “Get undressed, baby. I want to see your body. Ever since you dropped that dress and flashed us, I’ve been dying to get my hands all over you.”

  He unbuttoned his shirt and lifted his eyebrows at her when she didn’t do as he’d told her. “I’m not asking you, baby. One way or another, your clothes are coming off.”

  “Carrots.”

  “What?” What the heck did carrots have to do with anything?

  “That’s my safe word. Carrots.”

  The gleam in her eye told him that she was up for anything he could throw her way.

  “Carrots it is.”

  West and Collin had already gotten their shirts off and were heeling off their boots as they undid their buckles and jeans. Joe could see the yearning she had for them and wanted her to look at him that way. As she slowly tugged her shirt out of the waist of her jeans, he hurriedly undid his shirt and tossed it away. He bent over to take off his boots, and as he stood up, his gaze traveled along her shapely legs.

  He let his gaze slide higher as he took his time straightening up. Every inch of her naked skin sent a rush through him and he had a difficult time getting his jeans undone before his cock grew so hard that it pained him not to have it free.

  Her mons was so perfect, so round, with a strip of dark hair pointing toward her folds. He imagined he could already taste her juices on the tip of his tongue. He promised himself he would fall to her feet and drink her until the muscles of his jaw and his tongue ached too much to go on.

  He lifted himself a little higher, running over the swell of her stomach and up to her generous breasts. Her areolas were a light brown that surrounded her taut, darker nipples. The curve of her breasts was in perfect proportion to her rounded hips. She was a woman and not a girl with thin legs and a narrow waist. She was a woman he could hold on to and feel the softness of her body against his.

  “Damn.”

  “You can say that again, cuz,” whispered West.

  “I meant that I missed the unveiling.” Joe wasn’t really complaining. At least not much. What man could when greeted with the sight of her luscious body?

  Collin, his cock sticking straight out, pulled her back against his chest. She gasped as he cupped her breasts from behind and fondled them. “Feel my cock against your asshole, baby?”

  “Yes.”

  “Uh-uh.” Joe took her chin between his fingers. “I won’t punish you this time, but from now on you call us sir and nothing else. Do you understand?”

  “Yes, sir.”

  “Good.” He turned to West. “Lay down the blankets. Although I’ve got something else in mind first.”

  West yanked a large blanket off the shelf and spread it out onto the floor of the trailer. “What’s that?”

  “This.”

  Taking Sienna by the back of the neck, Joe pulled her away from Collin and crushed his mouth to hers. She moaned and leaned into the kiss, but that wasn’t what he had in mind. He ended the kiss abruptly, then took her wrists and tugged them together in front of her.

  “Hand me a hog tie, Collin.”

  Joe started to wrap the strip of leather around her wrist when Collin gave him one of the cloths he’d brought along.

  “Better put this over her skin so the leather doesn’t hurt her.” Collin brushed her hair off her cheek. “We don’t ever want to hurt you.”

  “’Course not. Good thinking, man.” Joe took the cloth and secured it before wrapping the hog tie around her wrists and binding them together. “At least not in that way. Now if you want a little pain to help with the pleasure, then that’s different. Do you want that, baby? Do you like it rough? Because if you do, then we can give it to you cowboy rough.”

  “Cowboy rough?” She licked her lips and an image of her wrapping her pouty mouth around his cock tore into him.

  “Yeah. It means we give you one hell of a ride. You’ll be sore as hell tomorrow, but you’ll also be happy as hell tomorrow.”

  “Yeah, baby,” added West. “You know how they say ‘if the car’s a-rockin’, don’t come a-knockin’?”

  “Yes.”

  “Yes, what?” Joe gave her a hard look.

  “Yes, sir.”

  West grinned. “We cowboys like to say ‘if the trailer’s a-rockin’, don’t bother loadin’ the horse.’”

  “Aw, man, that was lame.”

  West shrugged at Collin. “Yeah, I know. But I had to give it a shot.”

  Joe couldn’t take any more of the chatter. He had more important things to do. “Hand me that hobble, Collin.”

  “A hobble, sir?”

  He took the hobble then bent in front of her. “A hobble restricts a horse’s movements and it’ll do the same for you.” Tearing another cloth into two sections to protect her skin, he circled the end of the hobble around one of her ankles, cinched it like a belt, then wrapped the other end around her other ankle and tightened the loop. He stood up and admired his work.

  Her eyes had already turned cloudy with need as Collin rubbed his cock against her butt and West played with her nipples. It was everything Joe could do to keep from pushing her pussy lips apart and sucking on her clit, but he resisted. Still, he wouldn’t last much longer. A man could only hold back for so long in the face of so much sex appeal.

  Instead, he took her arm and forced her to go to her knees. She cried out and he waited to hear her safe word, but when it didn’t come, he figured she must’ve cried out only in surprise. He gazed down at her, surrounded by the two men he planned on sharing a life with. A life with her. If there was anything he’d enjoy more than having sex, it’d be watching them take the woman they wanted. He stroked his cock.

  “Will you get a look at her, guys? Is there anything sexier in this world than her at our feet?”

  They murmured their agreement as though her beauty had taken away their ability to speak clearly. Joe took her hair and pulled her face to his cock.

  “Suck on me, baby, but don’t make me come. I want to be inside your pussy when I do that.”

  She drew his cock in, taking her time to slide her mouth over the bulbous tip then along the shaft. He let out a breath and struggled to bring another one in. Holding onto her hair, he watched as Collin went to his knees behind her and grabbed hold of her ass. He hadn’t noticed until then that Collin had grabbed the spurs.

  “What are you planning on doing with those, bro?”

  Collin chuckled and raked one of them over her shoulder. The lingering pink stripe on her flesh made Joe’s lust soar as Sienna gave a quick yelp, then tightened her mouth over his cock again. She lifted her eyes to his and he saw that she was as turned on as he was.

  “Come on, man. Share and share alike.” West eased closer to her side. “Woman, suck on me, too. You need to learn to take care of all your men at the same time.”

  She let go of Joe’s cock and lifted her hands to cup West’s balls. “Yes, sir. I’ll learn. I promise.”

  “See that you do.” West inhaled a quick breath as she slipped his cock inside her mouth.

  Joe enjoyed having her give him a blow job, but he liked seeing her do it to West almost as much. Collin was having fun tracking the spur along her other shoulder then around in front to circle her nipples.

  If life can get any better than this, I don’t know how.

  Joe leaned his head back against the divider as Sienna brought her hands to his balls and slipped his cock inside her mouth.

  * * * *

  Sienna had never enjoyed giving blow jobs before, but it was different with these men. Did she care so much for them that doing anything with them, to them was wonderful?

  She sucked on Joe’s cock even as she repressed the need to yelp when Collin flicked the tines of the spur over her nipple. It was like getting her nipples pinched, yet the coolness of the steel gave it an even better zing. She thrust her butt as far back as she could and still remained balanced
. If only Collin would put his cock inside her butt hole!

  West played with her hair and whispered terms of endearment mixed with sexy words. He called her sweet names then told her how much he wanted to fuck her. The tone of his voice alone would’ve made her hornier, but the words sent her over the edge. Her juices already snaked down the inside of her leg as her pussy grew warmer.

  They smelled so good. Each man had the aroma of the surrounding rodeo and sweat from their labors combined with that unique muskiness that was all male. But when the fragrance of their cocks and balls were added, it created a heady mix that filled the trailer.

  I’m having sex in a horse trailer.

  She would’ve never believed she’d find a trailer sexy, but it was that and more. It was obvious that it had been cleaned thoroughly, and although there was a lingering scent of horse, even that wasn’t unpleasant. In fact, it gave the place an edge of wildness that she found exciting.

  The tines of another spur in Collin’s hands scored down her back as he held the first spur and his palm flat against her breast. His cock pressed at her butt hole, teasing her.

  She sucked in Joe’s cock one last time, then switched to take in West’s cock again. Joe complained, but not for long. He gave her a minute or so of enjoying West’s cock, then took her by the hair like a caveman and tugged her to her feet.

  The pain from him pulling her hair wasn’t bad, though, and she found herself wanting him to give her more pain. She parted her lips, knowing that her breath smelled like sex, as he put his face close to hers.

  “Come here.” He yanked her hands above her head, then took another hog tie and bound her to the slats at the top of the divider. “Bend over, baby. We’re just getting started.”

  Collin pulled her back, getting her to lean over. She tried to spread her legs, but the hobble wouldn’t allow her to get her feet more than a few inches apart. Strangely, she loved the feeling of being restrained, of knowing that the men wanted to please her even as they pretended to have complete control.

  Collin saw what the problem was and undid the leather restraints around her ankles. She was a bit disappointed until the thought of what he wanted to do sent a fresh wave of lust spiraling outward from her pussy.

  “That a girl, baby. Spread ’em wide.”

  She tried to take hold of one of the slats, but the best she could do was to hang onto the tie and hold herself up. She knew the men wouldn’t let her fall.

  Joe moved in front of her in a squat before falling to his knees. He pulled her pussy lips apart. “Hot damn, she’s even pinker and prettier than I thought. Spread your legs wider, baby.”

  She did her best but when his mouth found her pussy and his tongue flicked over her clit, her legs grew unsteady. West pushed Collin aside and bent over her ass.

  “Her butt’s so big and round.”

  For the first time since meeting them, she wondered if they thought she was too fat. Was that what West had meant?

  “And I love me a nice, round butt.”

  Pain seared into her flesh as West brought his mouth to her butt cheek and raked his teeth across her skin. She jerked, causing Joe to lose his hold on her, but he came back stronger than ever. He sucked in her clit and the noise he made drinking her juices left no doubt that he enjoyed her flavor.

  West licked his tongue over the skin he’d bitten and squeezed her other cheek. “I want to ram my cock deep inside you. Would you like that, baby?”

  “Uh-huh.”

  She yelped as his hand struck her flesh. “What did you say?”

  “Yes, sir. I’d like it very much.”

  “That’s better.”

  Collin took hold of her tit and squeezed it. His hazel eyes met hers and she saw more than mere lust in them. What she recognized sent her heart into an even quicker rhythm.

  Is that…love that I see?

  She wanted to ask him, but she didn’t dare. Before she could summon up the courage, he turned her head and kissed her hard and deep. His tongue swept into her mouth at the same time that Joe thrust his tongue into her pussy and West dipped his tongue into her anus.

  Her body shook as the three men used their tongues to turn her orgasm free. “Oh, my God!”

  They feasted on her, the sounds of their sucking, nibbling and lapping filling her world. She didn’t think about anyone who might walk by. And even if someone had opened the door, she wouldn’t have cared. Her mind was lost in the sex just as much as her body and heart were.

  She trembled under their hands as they ran them along her body, between her legs, and over her skin. Their words telling her how special she was, how beautiful she was, flowed over her like rain over a parched earth. She wanted more, ached for more, and yet couldn’t imagine how they could give her more.

  She’d just closed her eyes when West spanked her again. Collin reached in front of her and spun the spurs against her nipples while Joe bit down on her clit and sucked even harder.

  Several more spanks followed the previous one as West stood up. Collin and Joe straightened up, too.

  “Grab that whip over there, Collin,” ordered Joe.

  A whip? She craned her head around to see Joe unfold the long strip of leather. “What are you going to do with that?” She was quick to add, “Sir.”

  “The same thing I did with my hand, I’ll bet.” West fondled her breast as he leaned closer to whisper in her ear. “Or at least I hope so. Your pink flesh is turning me on big time.” He flattened his hand against her butt cheek, squeezed it, then spanked her again.

  The pain hurt, but at the same time, it sent shards of pleasure to meet the spiral of lust spreading outward from her pussy. She’d heard it could be like this, but had never had the nerve to find out until she’d met the Young men.

  “Fuck her ass, West.” Collin laid the spurs back on the shelf then pulled a couple of silver things from his pocket. “I was hoping to try these out and now seems like as good a time as any.”

  Collin clipped one of the things onto her nipple. She sucked in a breath as the sting it gave her raced through her breast and into her chest. She bit her lip and turned her head to look at him. He was transfixed, his hot gaze locked on the other nipple as he put another nipple clamp on her other tit. Although she was ready for it this time, she still jumped. But the delightful sting was every bit as good as before.

  “Do you like it, babe?”

  She nodded, then added a quick, “Yes, sir.”

  She bent her head just as West slapped her again, then slid something cool between her butt cheeks, over and inside her tight ring. It seemed all the men had come prepared. He settled his cock between her ass and teased her by pushing the tip of it into her hole.

  “I gotta get some of this action.” Joe curled the length of corded leather up. “I just wish I could use the whole whip.” Instead, he took a couple of feet of it and flicked it against her thigh.

  She closed her eyes as the pain came at all sides of her. As if on silent agreement, they gave her another spank, another flick of the whip, and a twist of a nipple clamp. Her arms ached to have them pulled above her head for so long, but at the same time, she loved the feeling of being their captive, their slave, their submissive. Their woman.

  She wondered if they knew how powerful that made her feel.

  Joe was skilled with the whip as he slung it around her leg, scoring her skin a quick pink color, then jerking it back so that the leather sang along her flesh. She flinched then leaned toward him for another strike.

  Had she always wanted pain with sex? Or was it only because the pain came from these perfect men?

  Her body trembled, her breathing shortened into pants of desire, and her pussy wept with need.

  West pinched and spanked her ass. His hand on her flesh made a nice sound that sent more juices free.

  Collin played with the nipple clamps, flicking them, then turning them. She cried out more than once, but never said her safe word.

  “I can’t take any more, guys.” Joe
stood up, dragging his tongue over her stomach and around her breasts. He yanked on the cord that bound her tied hands to the divider, then put her arms over his shoulders so that her hands were behind his head. His cock pushed at her stomach and his gaze held hers.

  “I want you to ride me.”

  “Yes, sir.”

  They kept their eyes locked on each other as he lifted her off her feet. She wrapped her legs around his waist and felt his cock press against her pussy. With a groan that was filled with relief, he slid his cock inside her.

  She cried out as his huge shaft pushed at her pussy walls. He was as big as the other two men and he bent his knees and leaned against the divider to get a better position. He slammed into her, driving her toward the top of the trailer.

  West mumbled something she didn’t understand, but when he eased his cock inside her butt hole, she no longer cared. He was doing all his real talking with his cock.

  Collin rested his back against the head of the trailer and stroked himself. She turned her head to watch, her mouth open as her soft “uhs” echoed around them.

  West and Joe filled her from front and back, ramming into her at the same time. She was caught between a rock and a hard place, two of the men who had somehow become very important to her in a short period of time.

  Would she always be important to them? Did she really dare hope that she was the one woman they wanted to share? Not for just a day or two, but forever? Could she have a life with them? Or would the trouble with Big Dan ruin it all?

  But those thoughts were too big, too scary for her to fathom right then. Instead, she pushed them away and focused on the sensations rippling through her body.

  It was an odd feeling to have two men pumping their cocks inside her, but it was a feeling she loved. Watching Collin as he pleasured himself added to the thrill, although she would’ve liked to take his cock in her mouth as the other two men fucked her.

  And why don’t I?

  “Please. Can we lie down, sirs?”

  Judging from the intense expression on Joe’s face, she wasn’t sure he could think straight enough to answer. His jaw worked as he managed to finally speak.