Shoulda Been a Cowboy (Rough Riders #7)(50)

To please herself and to quell her nerves, she rubbed her breasts over his chest, loving his quick intake of breath when her nipples brushed his. “I like being pressed against you like this,” she whispered. “Face to face.”


“Me too, princess.” Cam’s lips drifted across hers in an almost kiss. “Ready?”


A tiny wave of apprehension flowed through her but she nodded.


“Brock? You suited up?”


“Yep. Suited up, slicked up and ready to go.”


Cam sifted his fingers through her hair. “You’re gonna have to do most the work since I’m flat on my back.”


“Being naked with you is hardly work.”


“God, woman, sometimes you undo me,” he rasped.


Such raw emotion in his eyes. “Cam.”


“I know. Let’s do this. Lower onto me.”


His cock filled her and she closed her eyes with a sigh. This was familiar.


Cam tapped her chin with his finger. “Eyes on me. Always on me.” His avid mouth controlled hers and coupled with his greedy hands roaming over her bare body, Domini almost didn’t notice a slippery finger circling her anus until it wiggled inside. Her gasp was lost in Cam’s mouth when a second finger joined the first. Stretching her. Fucking her steadily.


Brock didn’t say a word as he prepared her. It was surreal, feeling him so intimately, but not seeing him.


Both fingers disappeared. She stiffened.


“Gotta relax,” Cam murmured against her mouth.


When Cam threaded his hands though her hair, kissing her like she was the center of his universe, she forgot how big the head of Brock’s penis was until it pressed past the ring of muscle.


Burning pain followed. Domini fought the urge to break free from Cam and buck Brock off.


Cam sensed her panic. “You can take him. Just like you took me.” He nuzzled her neck. Her temple. Her ear. “Loosen up, let go, let us make you feel good. Let me give you something you’ve never had.” He licked and teased the pulse point at the base of her throat. “I love how you taste here.”


“How do I taste?”


“Like fire. Like ice. Like mine.”


Their gazes collided.


When Cam’s tongue swept into her mouth, she fell headfirst into his powerful kiss.


Somewhere in the back of Domini’s mind she realized Brock had been very quiet. Too quiet.


Cam kept a haze of passion floating between them she could almost touch. Then Brock snapped his hips and drove into her ass completely.



Oh God. Fire. Burning pain. Hot, deep thick burning in her rectum.


She ripped her mouth free and cried out.


“You okay?” Cam asked.


“Uh-huh. But I need a second.” Domini attempted to relax and enjoy being stuffed with two cocks.


“We’re not goin’ anywhere.” Cam nibbled her jaw, paying attention to the vulnerable skin beneath her chin that caused her to forget her own name.


Brock’s fingers lightly traced each bump and hollow of her spinal cord. Waiting patiently for her to be ready, even when she felt tension vibrating from him. The male need for him to take what she’d offered.


You wanted this experience; it’s not fair you’re being skittish now. They’re waiting on your signal.


Domini began to move on Cam in a rocking motion. The grind of her clitoris on Cam’s pubic hair tightened her abdominal muscles and made everything more pleasurable, less painful, as she kicked up the pace.


Brock didn’t start ramming into her until she focused on squeezing her anal muscles around his cock. “You’re very good at nonverbal signals, Domini,” he said and began to ride her relentlessly.


Because Domini was f*cking Cam and Brock was f*cking her, she and Brock choreographed the movement. Brock shoved balls deep when Cam’s cock wasn’t buried fully inside her *. He pulled out completely, letting his cockhead rest against her spasming anus when Cam’s cock glided into her. When Brock first reentered her ass, he caused an acute spark of pain every time, but Domini went from holding her breath against it to anticipating it. Craving it.


“Gotta have more,” Brock panted. “Domini, can you come like this?”


“I’d like to.”


They all laughed.


When Brock’s strokes lengthened, Domini let her head fall back in a soft moan.


“Look at me,” Cam demanded.


Domini knew if she saw the possession in Cam’s eyes it’d be over. She ignored his command, allowing Brock to take control.


Spreading her ass cheeks in each hand, Brock hammered into her without stopping. His cock jerked hard against her anal passage. He shouted, “Oh f*ck,” as he came. And came and rode her hard.


When Brock finally stilled, he sighed and pressed a kiss in the middle of Domini’s back.


“Goddammit Domini. Look at me.”


Sweating, panting, on the verge of meltdown, she opened her eyes.


Cam’s eyes were wild as he pumped his hips. The tip of his cock seemed to zero in on her G-spot. “Come for me. Now.” His rough voice unleashed the last string of restraint. She gasped as the climax ripped through her like a tidal wave. Her sex squeezed Cam’s cock, her anal muscles clamped around Brock’s dick. Her body pulsed from head to toe. She vaguely heard Cam’s hoarse shout before she faded away into a blissful, relaxed, post orgasmic state.