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

  She smiled as she eased his dick into her mouth and closed her eyes. His fingers dug into her hair and he helped her work her mouth back and forth.

  He tastes so good. So full of masculinity.

  She circled her tongue around him as the sounds of the other two men getting ready drifted to her. Opening her eyes, she stopped sucking on Joe’s cock and saw their dicks at the ready on either side of her head.

  Collin took the hair at the nape of her neck and jerked her head. “Don’t stop, baby. You’ve got two more of us to do.”

  She took Joe back in and used her bound hands to cup his balls. He groaned and laid his head back as she deep-throated him.

  Collin reached over to fondle her breasts. West rubbed the tip of his cock against her cheek, tempting her to move from Joe’s cock to his. She did, giving Joe an apologetic look as she did so.

  “That’s all right, baby. I don’t think I could’ve handled much more without letting loose.”

  “Yes, you can. Just wait.” She had an idea and wanted to see how it would go over. Taking in West’s cock, she reached for Collin’s and enveloped it in her hands. Stroking his cock while sucking on West’s brought her a fresh wave of desire. Her warm juices made her clench her pussy, and if she’d been able, she would’ve crossed her legs and squealed.

  Collin moaned and took her hair as Joe had done. West fixed his gaze on her and murmured soft words to keep her going.

  “That’s it, baby. Suck on me. Make me even harder.” West chuckled. “Not that I think that’s possible.”

  She pulled on his cock, loving the texture of his veins against her tongue and how his tip pushed at the very back of her throat. His scent mixed with the other men’s and she drew it in, luxuriating at their aroma and pre-cum. Setting up a rhythm, she kept going until she saw West’s eyes cloud over with need.

  She moved to Collin’s cock then and drew him in with a wicked grin on her face. He spread his legs and his hips moved forward as she dragged him in and out. West pumped his cock like Joe did.

  When she felt Collin tense and his balls draw up, she turned again to Joe. She took him in, taking care not to tug too hard or too fast and make him lose control.

  “She’s doing the rounds,” chuckled West.

  “Whatever it’s called, I’m all for it,” added Collin.

  It didn’t take long for her to see that Joe was near his end. This time she didn’t move, instead making the men grow closer so she could once more take West’s, then Collin’s cocks into her mouth. As she finished with each man, he started disrobing, hurrying to get all his clothes off before his turn came around again.

  She paused to take them in and wondered how she’d gotten so lucky. They were the stuff women’s dreams were made of. Strong legs ran upward to narrow waists and onto ripped abdomens. Like stones leading the way to boulders, their abs led the way to their solid chests and rock-hard pecs. Wide shoulders topped them off along with handsome faces. But it was what was in their faces that had her swallowing.

  She’d know that look anywhere because she knew she had the same expression on her own face. They loved her as much as she loved them.

  She brought her gaze lower to their immense cocks and suddenly her dry mouth was flooded with saliva brought on by her lust.

  “I don’t know about you two but I’ve had about all I can take.” Joe yanked her onto her feet, then pulled her on top of him as he fell back into the chair. His cock slid into her as though it had been made only for her.

  She hooked her arms over his head and arched her back. The leather corset bit into her skin, yet she barely noticed when Joe flattened his tongue against her nipple and sucked on it. She laid back her head, thrusting out her breasts as she circled her hips.

  He was huge, filling her and straining at her pussy walls. The heat she’d felt earlier was nothing compared to the flame scorching upward from her pussy.

  West moved behind her and reached between her butt cheeks to push a finger into her butt hole. Cool gel eased the way. She cried out at the wonderful sensation of having both holes filled.

  “More.”

  They were too immersed in the sex to worry that she hadn’t used the word master. Instead, West pushed her forward, making her lean over Joe. Her breasts fell onto Joe’s face and he moved his head back and forth, bouncing her breasts off his cheeks.

  The feel of West easing his cock inside her butt hole hurt at first, but soon enough, the pain was replaced by a rush of desire. She rocked, keeping both cocks inside her.

  Collin took hold of her hair and tugged on it, eliciting a yelp from her. “Fuck them, baby. Ride them the cowboy rough way.”

  She worked harder, grinding her crotch against Joe’s as she tried to bend forward even more for West. Both men panted, their hard breaths echoing in the air around them.

  Joe took her hair, and gazing into her eyes, said the words she’d always wanted to hear. “I love you, Sienna North.”

  She bit her lip as he closed his eyes and turned his climax loose. West pulled out at the same time and moved away, giving Joe his moment. She rocked against him, tightening her pussy walls around his cock, hoping to give him even more pleasure. As he pulled her to him, he rested his forehead against her chest and shouted through the remainder of his release.

  She barely had time to give an exhausted Joe a smile before Collin lifted her off him and threw her on the bed. “I need you, too, baby.” He slipped his cock inside her pussy, filling her as much as Joe had.

  The bed dipped as West came behind her and entered her again from the back. “We all love you, baby. Maybe we didn’t make that clear enough before, but we do.”

  “He’s right.” Collin kissed her, sweeping his tongue through her mouth then nibbling on her lower lip. “We want you to be our woman. Hell, you are our woman.”

  They pumped into her, claiming her at the same time. Joe, his body limp in the chair, watched, his eyes filled with adoration.

  She held on as her mind raced. They loved her and she loved them back. But what did that mean? Would they want her to come with them? Did they know that Shelby and she were a package deal? If they didn’t want her child, then she’d have no part of them, no matter how much that would break her heart.

  She rode them, moving with one then against the other. She was filled by them, physically, mentally, every way she could imagine. Her pulse pounded in her ears as her energy ebbed, then her strength renewed itself with their next touch.

  She clung to Collin when she saw his features scrunch together and knew he was about to climax. West gripped her hip and held on as she felt him tense, ready to let go.

  Collin ground out his release first, and the sound of it alone sent her flying. She cried out, perspiration wetting the hair around her brow and at the back of her neck. Her orgasm took over, wiping away all her thoughts and leaving only her bare emotions behind.

  As their climaxes came to an end, West pulled away from her. Collin fell onto his back, his chest heaving as he recovered. Her body still tingled with their touches as she, too, went to her back. They stayed that way for several minutes as though in unspoken agreement, they’d decided that talking would ruin the invisible tie between them.

  It was Joe who spoke first. “Sienna, we love you and need you to be our woman. But we have to know.” He moved to the bed and sat at her feet. “Do you love us? Do you want to be with us?”

  She hesitated, wanting to find the perfect words to express how she felt. “I love you with all my heart.” The simple words seemed so inadequate.

  “In case I haven’t spoken just for me, I love you, too.” Collin grinned and wiped a damp strand of hair from her forehead.

  “Then will you come with us? Will you live with us in the home we’ve always dreamed of?”

  She’d never seen Joe so vulnerable, and she knew that it took all his courage to ask her. “Where else would I go? But you know Shelby and I are a team. If you want me, you want her. Can you accept a ready-made family?
”

  “Hell, yeah.”

  Joy soared into her heart at West’s adamant cry. It was clear just by looking at Collin and Joe that they felt the same way.

  Joe stroked her leg as he’d done earlier, but this time his touch was filled with even more love. “It’s going to take us a while until we can get the land and the home built. Will you wait for us? Can you do that?”

  “I’ll wait forever if that’s what it takes.”

  He let out a breath that was filled with the release of tension. “Good. Then that’s it. We’re going to be a family.”

  She couldn’t help but tease them. “Does that mean my brother and sister can come live with us, too?”

  She had to give it to them. They handled the joke better than she would have.

  Joe glanced at his friends. “Like I said. We’re family now. That includes them, too. If that’s what you want.”

  She laughed, then sat up and hugged them to her. “That’s good to know, but I think they’ll want to stay at college and on their own. Still, I sure did love seeing the looks on your faces!”

  “Why, you little devil.” Collin wrapped his arm around her and pulled her down onto her back.

  “Didn’t I say I was a bad, bad girl?” She squealed as the men closed in around her.

  Epilogue

  “Oh, my word. What do you think you’re doing, Collin Young?” Sienna was outside and running toward the corral before she’d finished speaking.

  Collin turned to face her, his hand on Shelby’s leg. Shelby grinned from ear to ear, her back ramrod straight as she sat on top of the horse. “Look, Mommy. Uncle Collin said I could ride Misty today.”

  Sienna stopped running, slowing down to a walk. Her heart took up an even rhythm again. “Oh, it’s Misty. Not Sugar. Right. I’ll never be able to tell those two horses apart.”

  Sugar was the exact opposite of her name and a cantankerous paint horse that no one but West could ride. Misty, on the other hand, was the most docile horse they had. It made perfect sense for Collin to start Shelby’s riding lessons on Misty.

  “Sorry. You two go ahead. Just ignore the heart attack I almost had.”

  Shelby’s big, brown eyes met hers. “Uncle Joe says you’re a silly worry wart, Mommy.” She giggled, showing the new gap in her front teeth. “Uncle West said that I’m ready to ride Misty because I’m cowboy rough.”

  Sienna shot a smirking Collin a quick look. The phrase cowboy rough meant an entirely different thing when it came to the men and her getting together. “That’s great, honey. Just be careful, okay?”

  Collin winked at her as Joe and West guided their mounts from behind the barn. Joe waved at her then pulled his hat lower on his forehead. “Do you want to ride along?”

  “No thanks. I’ve got things to do.” She’d come to love living in the country, but riding on top of one of the huge animals was not her idea of fun. She’d rather ride the three huge animals she loved in the enormous bedroom they’d built for them to share.

  “Suit yourself.” West motioned toward Shelby. “But you’re going to miss out on a lot of fun.”

  “I know, but I promised I’d get Mrs. Latham’s account finished today.”

  “All work and no play, you know,” quipped Collin.

  She gave him a sultry look. “I’ll play later. Tonight.” She winked, loving the yearning she saw in his eyes.

  Looking like gallant cowboys from the Old West, they tipped their hats to her and turned their horses toward the open pasture. Sienna laughed as Shelby tipped her hat in imitation of the men.

  It had taken months to get the land purchased and the house built, but as she stood watching the men she loved ride out of sight along with the child that meant everything to her, Sienna North-Young knew it had all been worth it. Big Dan was headed for trial soon on murder charges and she’d already given her testimony to the judge regarding his embezzlement scheme. On top of that, Gabriel had found an honest accountant—a former Cowboys for Hire client, of course—who had helped the people Dan had swindled. To Sienna’s delight, the accountant had asked her to work for her, even allowing her to do the job from home so that she could be with Shelby.

  Sienna turned and walked back to her new home, happier than she’d ever have thought possible. “Cowboy rough, my ass.”

  Tonight, after Shelby was sound asleep in the pretty pink bedroom the men had built for her, Sienna would ride the men the cowboy rough way.

  THE END

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  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  Jane Jamison has always liked “weird stuff” as her mother called it. From an early age she was fascinated with stories about werewolves, vampires, space, aliens, and whatever was hiding in her bedroom closet. (To this day, she still swears she can hear growls and moans whenever the lights are out.)

  Being born under the sign of Scorpio meant Jane was destined to be very sensual. Some would say she was (and remains) downright sexual. Then one day she put her two favorite things together on paper and found her life’s true ambition: to be an erotica paranormal romance author.

  Jane spends at least six days a week locked in her office surrounded by the characters she loves. Every day a new character will knock on the door of her imagination. Her plans include taking care of her loving husband, traveling, and writing at least twelve books a year.

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