The Reluctant Virgin [Ride 'em Hard 6] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (15 page)

Josh moved closer, his boots punctuating each measured step. “You want two men? I hope you realize what you’re asking for, darlin’.” He ran a fingertip along the collar of her shirt.

“I’m ready,” she said without further thought.

He tilted his head, reminding her of a predator planning its strategy. “Take off your clothes.”

“What?” This wasn’t what she had in mind. She wanted to be dominated, undressed, taken care of.

“You want this, so you’ll do as you’re told. I’ve dealt with your bravado on your business calls. Now you’re mine.”

“Ours,” added Chance. He proceeded to tug off his undershirt. Josh did the same. This time she didn’t bother to avert her eyes. She took in every inch of their muscled chests and abs, including Josh’s tattoo. Cindy wanted to ask him what it meant and why he’d gotten it, but her voice stopped working.

There was too much heat and muscle surrounding her to have coherent thoughts. Could she even handle two men at once? There was no turning back now. She doubted they’d put up with her being fickle at this point.

“Off, Cindy. Take it all off now or I’ll spank you.”

Not even her own father spanked her. She’d been a good, quiet girl growing up and never required corporal punishment. These cowboys, on the other hand, likely saw the leather of their daddy’s belts more times than they could count. It was the way of the prairies. Imagining them taking their work-roughened hands to her bare ass made her pussy weep.

She wasn’t comfortable with the dual audience. The barn was nearly fully lit now, only slightly shadowed. The Connery Ranch wasn’t a small operation. At any minute another hired hand could walk right in and catch them in the act.

Cindy started with the safest place—her shirt. She slipped her arms out of the sleeves and then plucked it off her head. Her long, blonde hair fanned out over her back, tickling her sensitive skin. When she looked back up, both men had their eyes trained on her every move. They looked hungry. It turned her on to be so desired.

“The bra,” said Chance. He wet his lips, and she had to stare. She desperately wanted to kiss him, and to feel his mouth all over her body. But she had to follow instructions.

She continued her striptease. This was taking things a step further. There was no shroud of night to hide her body. It was titillating and intimidating at the same time. She unclasped her bra from behind and let it slip down her arms. Her breasts were full and well shaped from not having children. If she had any doubts, the hard cocks pressed in the men’s jeans were evidence of her appeal.

“Beautiful, Cindy. The real thing is so much better than years of imagining,” said Chance. She knew he wanted to rush her, to force her down and fuck her raw. There was an untamed quality in his eyes, his jaw clamping down hard, fists clenching. So much restrained power.

“Now the pants,” said Josh.

“Not that,” she said. It always came back to her lifelong insecurity. “You said Matthew told you the truth.”

“He did. You’ll have to learn to be comfortable around me. No more hiding.”

She cupped her breasts, refusing to comply. She wouldn’t be made into a freak show, stripping to nothing and exposing her prosthesis. Neither of them had seen it. Chance was still clueless.

“Stubborn.” Josh grabbed her around the arm and led her into a stack of hay bales piled in the corner. He sat down and pulled her over his lap, face down.

“What’re you doing?”

“Time for that spanking I told you about. Bad girls get punished.”

She could hear Chance goading him to continue.
Traitor.

Josh reached around and unfastened her button before peeling the denim over her ass. She instantly felt the coolness of the air and began to struggle. He was too strong, holding her in place easily with a palm to her back.

“You’ve got the cutest ass, Cindy. Full and round, just how I like ‘em.” He rubbed circles over her cheeks, warming them. Each time a finger came close to her nether hole, she tensed. There were so many sensitive nerve endings in that forbidden place. She’d discovered the fact during her evening with Chance. Ever since that day she’d fantasized about being double-fucked.

Smack.

Josh’s big palm came down onto her ass, shaking the flesh. The sound was solid and meaty, echoing in the otherwise silent barn. All the animals were out to pasture, so there wasn’t even the occasional hoof against the concrete to break the silence.

Smack, smack.

Now she could feel her flesh burning, throbbing from where he’d spanked her. He tugged her jeans and panties lower down her hips, exposing her wet pussy to the open air. She would much prefer one of them to suckle her clit like Matthew had. It would be better than this humiliation.

Smack, smack, smack.

Something switched on within her. The heat, pressure, and vibration travelled to her pussy. The burn morphed into a twisted pleasure. She wanted more, wanted to push her boundaries.

“Now, this time you’ll listen, understand?”

She didn’t answer. He helped her to her feet, her pants still coiled close to her knees. She was so enraptured she didn’t realize she was standing there in the nude, her breasts and swollen pussy exposed.

Cindy knew this day had to come. She dreaded it with all her body, mind, and soul. “Chance…”

“Don’t mind him. If he can’t accept you for the way you are, he doesn’t deserve you.”

She closed her eyes and kicked off her boots, allowing her pants to drop to her ankles where she kicked them off. She’d done it. For better or worse, she’d done it.

Before she could open her eyes, she was whisked off her feet. Chance’s face was so close to hers. “What happened to you, baby girl?” She was surprised. Rather than revulsion on his face, she saw genuine concern.

“It’s okay, Chance. I didn’t get, hurt and I’m not sick. I was born this way.”

“That’s why she’s been so standoffish,” Josh confirmed.

“Five years you let me wait because you didn’t think I’d accept you? Lordy, did you think I was that shallow?”

“Aren’t all men looking for a Barbie doll?”

Josh pressed against her free side. Chance held her close, not weakening by her weight in his arms. “No. We’re looking for love and acceptance, same as you, same as anyone,” said Josh. “I’m actually thankful it’s just a birth defect. That I can deal with. Thinking you may be sick drove me crazy. I didn’t want to lose you like I lost my mother.”

She chuckled, glad they weren’t making the moment awkward. “Promise I’m healthy as a horse.”

“You best be healthy for what I have planned for you.” Josh leaned over and covered her areola with his mouth. Her arm was secured around one man while another partook of her body. It was surreal. Her nipples ached, his hot mouth soothing them but creating a desperate throbbing in her cunt.

Their chests were warm and smooth against her sides. When Josh stood back up, she touched the tattoo on his pec. “What’s it mean?” she finally asked.

“It’s our family crest. Adam has one, too. Family and honor mean everything to me. There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you, Cindy.” Such devotion directed at her. She never thought she’d experience the day. She’d only known intolerance. She felt safe and loved and accepted now. No more hiding, as he’d said. It felt wonderful, liberating. Although she still had some battles ahead, the war was over.

Chance lowered her to the bed of hay they’d shared before Josh showed up. He unbuckled his silver prize buckle as he knelt over her. Inside she was screaming for him to drop down and fuck her. He was temptation in human form, all bronzed steel.

“You said Josh already had his chance with you. I haven’t.” Chance pulled out his erect cock. It was the first one she’d seen up close with her own two eyes. It was massive, thick and virile. Without being touched, it jutted up, pointing to the wooden barn roof. She watched him stroke it with a loose fist, a thing of beauty.

“I—” She didn’t know what to say, too entranced by the man’s endowment. But she’d taken Josh without pain, and it had been her first time. This should be a ride in the park.

“I want you to relax, darlin’. Don’t think of anything except the feel of my hands and lips on your body.” She attempted to drop open her knees for him. “Oh no. A real cowboy doesn’t take without giving first.”

Chance had waited patiently for the day Cindy would say “yes” to him. His life to date had been far from fulfilling. Working another man’s land and being too worn out to make money on the circuit wasn’t what he had planned for himself. Then Cindy came into his life.

Every time she’d show up at the ranch with her sun-kissed blonde hair, big blue eyes, and sweet smile—she made his day bearable. He couldn’t get enough of her, hoping one day she’d see the value in dating him. When she finally gave him the chance at a new life with her, the complications arose.

Although Chance had experienced his fair share of women, especially when he was busy travelling the circuit, he’d never double-teamed a woman. It unnerved him a bit, but he wanted Cindy so desperately that he was willing to try. Maybe a ménage was the best thing that could happen if she claimed to love more than one man. His biggest concern was his lack of resources—no land and little in the way of savings. If this other cowboy could give Cindy the financial security she deserved, Chance had plenty of love and devotion to offer her. It was all left to be seen considering this was the first he’d heard of Cindy’s ménage fantasy.

The idea began to fester in his head, making his cock harder than it already was. Witnessing this kinky side to her was the ultimate turn-on. She’d let him finger-fuck her in the barley field, and he had sensed something in her even then. There was a dark and depraved quality within her that he was eager to explore.

“If you plan to have both of us today, that means two cocks fitting inside you. You’d be smart to let me prepare you. The closer I bring you to the edge, the easier it’ll be to relax and accept us.”

She took a breath and let her head fall back on the hay—silent permission to continue. Part of him wanted her to protest just to give him the chance to spank her, like Josh had. Chance was known for his unconventional appetite in the bedroom, so Cindy was well suited for him if she enjoyed these games.

Her pussy smelled like her feminine soap. Chance wanted to rub his face in her soft, pink folds but managed to maintain a semblance of control. He took his time, licking trails along her inner thighs, right to the edge of her pussy. She began to stir, rocking her hips, not as tense. Chance nipped and kissed everywhere except where she’d expect.

He suddenly recalled this hadn’t been her first time having her pussy sucked either. Her “old friend” up north got that pleasure, and Josh had taken her virginity. No man would steal
his
prize. He’d be the first to feel his cock slide into her virgin ass.

Today.

When he finally swiped the flat of his tongue up her neatly trimmed pussy, Cindy gasped. Her body jolted, her hands coming around to grip his hair.

“Don’t,” she said.

He gave her clit some attention before speaking. “You don’t like it?”

“I–I’m embarrassed.”

Chance shook his head. “No, you’re not. You’re just inexperienced and lacking confidence. That’ll change soon enough.” He didn’t like the look of shame in her eyes. She was his woman now, so he wanted her to feel proud of her body and her sexuality. He felt like the luckiest man on earth the moment she offered him a chance. It was unacceptable for her to feel embarrassed in his presence.

“But—”

Josh stood over them. “If you don’t cut that out, I’ll spank you until the cows come home. I wouldn’t change a single thing about you.”

He liked this guy after all. It was clear in his tone that he meant what he said. Josh had genuine affection for the woman Chance loved. There was no way he’d tolerate a man who didn’t treasure her as he did. She’d chosen well.

“You’re plumb foolish if you think I’d walk away because of a silly thing like this.” Chance rose to his knees and ran his hand over her thigh, reaching towards the elastic cloth keeping her attachment in place. “You’re fretting for nothing.”

When he moved his hand past the cloth, she bolted up and seized his wrist. “Don’t!
Please don’t
.”

He looked up to Josh, wondering how on earth they’d deal with Cindy and her insecurity. Chance only loved her more knowing she had this disability. It proved she was a strong woman who’d overcome adversity. She had all his respect.

“She’s asking for a lickin’,” said Josh, his voice deep and monotone. They shared a private glance that told them each to play along. He supposed they’d have to show her their intentions were honorable through their actions since words had no effect. She may have been hurt enough in the past to keep her guards up, but that had to change now.

“The spanking didn’t work the first time,” he said.

“Then tie her up,” said Josh. “I’m tired of trying to convince this filly.”

He stood up and tucked himself back in his jeans. With his cock as rigid as an oak tree, it wasn’t a simple task. There was some pig string in the next stall. He was all for a little bondage. It was actually good thinking for the situation. Cindy needed a couple dominant men to teach her, to show her how much they desired her.