Boots and Bareback: Ugly Stick Saloon, Book 3 (13 page)

Sean scooped her legs from beneath her and carried her back out into the pool, taking her to his brothers where he set her on her feet between the three of them.

One by one, they touched her, their hands roving over her skin. Gabe cupped a breast.

Tanner’s cock nudged her from behind and Sean’s dick bumped her in the front.

Heat flamed inside her belly, spreading like a wildfire out of control.

Gabe pinched her nipple, then his hand stilled. “We didn’t bring protection.”

“I’m on the Pill,” she said.

“We’re all clean, no STDs,” Tanner offered.

“Then what are we waiting for?” Isabella grasped Sean’s cock. “Remind me how much bigger you are than your brothers.” She winked at Gabe.

“He’s not.” Tanner pressed his dick between her butt cheeks.

“Let her be the judge.” Sean’s smile lit the shadows beneath the overhanging trees as he lifted her, guiding her legs around his middle. He held her poised over his dick.

“Wait, let me prime her engine.” Gabe slid his hand over her mound, his finger finding and gliding into her channel. “Oh, yeah. She’s wet.”

“Wet-wet, or creek-wet,” Sean asked, his voice strained. “I don’t know how much longer I can wait.”

“He’ll shoot his wad like a randy teen.” Gabe jerked his head. “Let a real man show her how it’s done.”

“Guys.” Isabella shook her head. “You can all show me in your own way.” She eased herself down over Sean’s shaft. “Ummm. That’s right. You
are
big.” Her breath caught as Sean filled her, stretching her tight channel. “What was that thing Gabe did last night?”

Gabe nodded to Tanner. “The lady likes a little anal sex. Can you manage?”

“Can I? Huh.” Tanner’s fingers dove beneath the water, following the crease of her ass to her anus. He poked a finger in. “How’s this?”

Isabella sucked in a short breath and blew it out. “Yes. More, please.”

Gabe cupped her chin and turned her to face him. “Is this the way you want it? All three of us at once? Every time?”

The question caught her in the middle of a wave of passion. With Sean in her pussy, Tanner fingering her anus and Gabe cupping her breasts, Isabella had never felt more alive or desirable, capable of anything, especially orgasm. “Yes!”

“What if we don’t want to share you?” Tanner asked from behind her, sending a second finger inside her.

Her breathing constricted, her thoughts wrapped around what they were doing to her body. “You’re asking me now?”

“Yes,” Tanner replied.

“If it’s too much to ask—” She sucked in a breath and tried to focus, her channel contracting around Sean’s thickness. “I’ll understand.” Her breath whooshed out and she sucked in another.

“What does that mean?” Gabe asked, his fingers tightening on her chin. “What will you do?”

Her brows rose, her eyes widening, a single tear slipping from the corner of one eye. “I’ll leave you all alone. I won’t drive a wedge between brothers.” She stilled, forcing back the need for these men to fuck her hard and fast. “Is that what you want? Me to make a choice?” She shook her head.

“Good grief, Tanner, Gabe, leave it.” Sean held Isabella’s hips in his hands, his fingers squeezing her flesh. “She wants all of us. I, for one, am willing.” He smiled down at Isabella. “She’s a lot of woman to love.”

Gabe nodded. “Don’t make a decision now.” He stroked her tit, tweaking the nipple, his hand sliding over her torso and downward to her swollen, throbbing nubbin. “Let us pleasure you. Forget what I said.”

Given her current connection with Sean and Tanner, with Gabe strumming her clit, Isabella let the conversation slide to the back of her mind.

Sean pushed up inside her, his hands pressing her down over him at the same time. He settled into a rhythm, sliding in and out, increasing his speed until he rocked like a piston.

Tanner’s probing continued matching Sean’s pace, Gabe’s fingers flicking at her clit.

“Oh, sweet heaven.” Sean jerked to a halt, his jaw tightening, his head thrown back. “I want to stay here forever.”

“You got that right.” Tanner said, his fingers sliding into Isabella’s anus.

With the two men inside her and one flicking the bundle of nerves, she thought the water around her would boil as hot as she was.

Tanner slipped free.

Sean thrust once more, then pulled out, his breath labored, his body rigid, his jaw tight. “Incredible. Absolutely incredible.” When he had himself under control, he kissed her lips. “Now, your turn.” He carried her to a rock ledge, setting her bottom on the cool stone.

“Let me.” Tanner spread her legs, draping them over his shoulders, and tongued her clit, flicking and teasing, sucking at the little nubbin.

Gabe climbed up beside and stroked her breasts, pinching the nipples between his thumbs.

Though her body soared, her heart hurt at the possibility of choosing between them or leaving them alone.

For now, she just wanted to love each one of them.

Isabella reached out and wrapped her hand around Gabe’s cock. “I want you too.” She tugged gently, lying back on the rock, urging him to straddle her.

Gabe placed a knee on either side of her head, spreading his legs wide enough to lower himself over her, then he dropped to all fours, his cock sliding into her mouth.

She grabbed his buttocks, her fingers sinking in, pulling him closer. Giving pleasure while receiving it sent Isabella bursting over the top. Tingles started in her fingers and toes and spread like lightning, shooting toward the center of her body. Her back arched and she cried out, the sound muffled by Gabe’s shaft. She urged Gabe to pump faster as Tanner’s tongue strokes sped, his fingers slipping in and out of her cunt.

Gabe tensed, his dick deep in her mouth.

Isabella quivered, another intense orgasm rocking her. She sucked hard on Gabe’s cock, every nerve in her body strung as tight as a bowstring.

Gabe yanked free, his come shooting out over the rock beside her.

Yes.
Isabella liked that he’d peaked in her mouth, that she could make him so crazy with lust he’d hit the big “O” while making love to her with his brothers present.

Before Isabella’s waves of sensations waned, Tanner stood and slipped inside her slick, drenched channel.

He thrust deep, his hands curled around her thighs, his mouth set in a thin line as he pumped in and out.

Isabella lifted her legs, wrapping them around his waist, urging him to go faster, deeper and as hard as he could. She wanted him to fuck her like a jackhammer, again and again, his balls slapping against her buttocks.

He jerked free, breathing hard and grinning, his come jetting across her belly. “You’re amazing, Isabella.” He kissed her. “I’d have stayed a little longer, but without a condom...I just wanted to be extra safe."

She laughed out loud as she fell back to earth, her body going limp in the wake of the most satisfying sexual experience of her life.

Gabe, Tanner and Sean spread out on the rock ledge near her.

Life didn’t get better than this. “I could live like this,” she whispered.

“What did you say?” Gabe asked.

Isabella smiled. “I’ve never had a more beautiful day.” Even as she said the words aloud, she knew it was all a dream. No woman had the right to claim three men. Ultimately, she’d have to make a choice.

Chapter Eight

Gabe called a meeting of his brothers in the barn the next morning.

Tanner, Sean and Jesse lounged against the walls.

“Why are we having a meeting?” Jesse asked.

“You don’t have to stay, if you don’t want to. I know you need to get ready for the wedding. This conversation doesn’t really have much to do with you, anyway.”

“I do need to check on a few things before the wedding party arrives.” Jesse straightened and glanced at his watch. “What does your little meeting have to do with?”

“Isabella,” Gabe responded.

With a grin, Jesse settled back against a stall door. “Then I guess I’ll hear you out. The details can wait. I have plenty of time.”

Gabe shook his head. “You already have a fiancé.”

“Yeah, but it’s been fun watching you three fight over one lady.” He nodded toward his other brothers. “Go on. I’ll just listen.”

“I wanted you all to know I invited Isabella to use the barn and ride the horses any time she wants.”

Sean clapped his hands together, grinning. “Great. I can’t wait to see her again. When’s she coming?”

“That’s just it.” Gabe’s lips thinned. “She said she wouldn’t come if we crowd her. She told me that she understands the need to decide between the three of us, and she doesn’t want to be pressured.”

Tanner frowned. “You mean we can’t come around when she’s here?”

“She didn’t exactly say that, but she doesn’t want us pushing her to decide.”

“Okay, I’m good with that.” Sean grinned. “When will she be here?”

“I know the answer to that one.” Jesse crossed his arms, a smirk lifting one side of his mouth. “I invited her to the wedding.”

Gabe, Tanner and Sean all shot looks at his brother.

“I get to sit with her,” Sean said first.

“No.” Jesse laughed. “You’re in the wedding, moron.”

“At the barbeque then.”

Gabe shook his head. “Let her decide. Remember, no pressure.”

Sean’s happy face slid into a stern look. “And no arguing over her. You almost had her running last time we were…together.”

“Look at the younger brother telling the older ones how to behave.” Jesse clapped a hand on Sean’s back. “Chalk one up for the youngsters. Now, we have a wedding to get through. Let’s get going. I’m ready to start my honeymoon.” Jesse strode from the barn, whistling the wedding march.

“He’s too damned happy,” Tanner growled.

“Cut him some slack.” Gabe draped an arm around Tanner’s shoulders. “He’s getting married in a few hours.”

“And we still don’t have a girl.” Tanner stepped away from Gabe’s arm.

“We could if you two would get over yourselves,” Sean muttered.

“Think about it, Sean. How would we walk down the aisle at our own wedding with one bride and three grooms?” Gabe shook his head. “For one, it would look really weird and secondly, it’s illegal.”

Sean raised his hands in the air. “Who said we had to marry?”

Gabe laughed. “Are you kidding? Dad is hell-bent on marrying all of us off. The man wants grandkids.”

Tanner nodded. “Yeah. He’ll want us to make it legal and all.”

Sean’s brows rose. “Look at who’s talking grandkids and marriage.” He chuckled. “Weren’t you the one adamantly against our father pushing us into marrying?”

“Shut up,” Tanner warned. “I can still kick your ass.”

“You two get a grip.” Gabe jerked his head toward the barn door. “Come on, we have a wedding to go to.” And Isabella was coming to it.

Isabella grabbed Audrey’s arm. “I can’t do this.”

“Do what? You’re going to a wedding, not an inquisition.” Audrey hooked Isabella’s arm through hers. “You’ll be fine. Those O’Brien brothers aren’t going to make you do anything you don’t want to do.”

“Except decide which one I want.”

Audrey came to an abrupt halt. “Just what
do
you want?”

Isabella rolled her eyes, throwing her hand in the air. “I don’t know. I haven’t been seeing them long enough to know anything.”

“Bull crackers!” Audrey fisted her hand on her hips. “You’ve talked with them off and on for months at the Ugly Stick. And now you’ve made love to all of them if I got your vibes right.”

Her cheeks heating, Isabella glanced around. “Shhh. Someone might hear you.”

“And what?” Audrey grinned. “Some girl might get jealous? I know I’m a little green with envy. Three guys making love to me at once…feels pretty darned good, doesn’t it?”

Isabella’s brows rose. “You?”

Her boss winked. “I might be older than you, but not by much. And yes, I’ve had three men make love to me at once. It’s pretty damned hot.”

“But you’re with Jackson now.”

“Yeah.” She smiled. “But that was an easy decision. I only ever wanted Jackson, not his two brothers. If I’d wanted all three, I wouldn’t have settled for less. So why are you?”

“Gabe and Tanner aren’t willing to share for the long-term.”

“Then let them know it’s all or nothing.” Audrey continued forward, dragging Isabella with her. “Simple.”

If only it was that simple.

Isabella took a seat in the back row with Audrey.

Jackson joined them, lowering his length into the chair beside Audrey.

As people filed in and settled, Isabella craned her neck to catch a glimpse of her three O’Brien brothers.

Good Lord, she was already calling them hers when no one had made any such commitment.

A man playing guitar accompanied a woman singing and the bridal party began the procession down the aisle, starting with the groomsmen leading the bridesmaids to the altar.