Chapter Twenty

For the first time in a long time, Merrie felt as though she could relax. No more wondering or worrying. Axe would be dealt with and all she had to do was decide if she was going to press charges.

Of course she would.

Wouldn’t she?

Did she want him loose on the streets, able to get to her again? She knew North had said he’d deal justice but she didn’t know if she could fully trust him to keep his word. Gangs stuck together and if push came to shove, Merrie didn’t hold out hope that North would condemn one of his biker brothers.

“Have you ever ridden a horse?” Braden asked, startling her out of her musings.

“Yes,” she said. She hadn’t grown up in her hometown in rural Wyoming or worked on a dairy farm without learning how to ride a horse.

He smiled. “How about the three of us take a ride, enjoy the rest of the day before I have to go back to work?”

She shot Leo a quick glance, who nodded.

“That would be wonderful,” she said.

Since she didn’t have boots to wear, her sneakers would have to do. Braden drove to the barn then introduced her to a little mare named Sassy. Sassy’s dark chocolate coat gleamed in the sunlight. She bobbed her head in a greeting and Merrie patted the soft white fur on her face. And the horse didn’t just walk. She pranced.

“That’s why her name is Sassy,” Braden explained.

“I love her.” Merrie stroked the mare’s velvety nose. Sassy nudged her arm, clearly looking for a treat. “I didn’t bring anything with me, sweetheart. Next time, okay?”

They saddled their horses then took off at a moderate pace across the rolling green hills. Destiny backed up to the Wind River Mountain Range, a part of the Rocky Mountains. It was a popular tourist destination of hiking, climbing and skiing, and Braden and Leo’s ranch had an eastern view of the sweeping landscape.

“Wyoming’s highest peak is Gannett,” Braden told her, pointing into the distance. “It’s about thirteen thousand eight hundred feet.”

“Although there’s about fifty mountain peaks in the Wind River Mountains at thirteen thousand feet,” Leo cut in dryly.

Merrie laughed. “I must admit, even though I grew up in Wyoming, I didn’t know all that much about the mountains, especially this range.”

They rode across the flat grass, between the trees and over a little mound into their own private clearing. Nearby a river sped past, its water glistening in the bright sunlight. Merrie couldn’t help but wonder if this was the same river she’d walked through during that night. It probably was. There weren’t many rivers in the area. She shivered despite the warm sunshine.

The men dismounted and she followed course, loosely tying the reins on a low-hanging branch.

“This is a beautiful place,” she said. “Peaceful.”

“And secluded.” A wicked little gleam in Leo’s eyes hinted that he had something fun in mind.

“Oh?” she inquired, her heart skipping a beat. “And just what would we do all by ourselves to stay occupied?”

Leo pulled her into his arms and covered her mouth with his, kissing her long and deep. Her senses spun and she clung to him.

“Merrie,” he moaned as he broke the kiss to lick his way down her neck. “Lean against Braden.”

Braden brought his arms around her shoulders and trapped her back against his chest—not that she intended to get away. Leo loomed over her, staring into her eyes for a moment before he claimed her lips again, sliding his tongue into her mouth to dance with hers. As Leo cupped her breasts and rubbed them through her shirt, Braden shimmied his hands down the sides of her body until he reached her hips. She wiggled her ass against his hard cock and he nuzzled her neck, just as he unzipped her pants so he could slide his hands inside and under her panties. As soon as he touched her clit, she almost jumped out of her skin, moaning.

“You are so sexy,” Braden murmured in her ear, his voice heavy with sexual need. “Sexy and beautiful.”

“And ours,” Leo added. “Right, sweetheart? You’re ours.”

With Braden to her back and Leo tormenting her aching breasts, Merrie could only whimper her affirmation. Yes, she was theirs, and they were hers—and everything she’d ever wanted in life was finally within her grasp. A home filled with love plus not one, but two, wonderful men.

As Braden pushed his finger into her, and Leo pinched her nipples, she bucked her hips and wiggled, seeking something and going crazy when the men continued their ruthless assault on her senses. They teased her, revving her up little by little until she could no longer contain her climax. She exploded, riding Braden’s fingers as Leo swallowed up her passionate cry of release.

“That’s it,” Leo breathed against her mouth.

She humped Braden’s hand, her inner walls milking her orgasm for a few breathless moments. As she slowly filtered back to reality, Braden removed his hand from between her thighs but kept his hard body pressed against her back. Leo gave one last swipe with his fingers against her nipples before cupping her face to give her a light kiss.

Both men helped her undress and her clothes fell at her feet. “Turn around, Merrie,” Leo ordered.

She obeyed. Now she stared up at Braden and she saw all the love, the tenderness and yes, even the lust shining from his eyes.

Behind her, Leo ran one hand over the curve of her bottom, down the back of her thighs then up between them to touch her intimately. He dropped to his knees level with her ass and nudged her legs apart. The stance gave him better access to her anus. With his thumb, he circled the tight ring of muscles there. She tensed but the pressure he applied caused her to squirm.

“Don’t worry,” Leo assured her. “I brought plenty of condoms and lube.”

The soft noises of the picnic basket opening then closing teased her ears, and a second later, cool gel drizzled into her crack. She gasped. Leo smeared the lube on and around her anus, his feathery strokes soon heating her blood and causing her juices to run. Now slick, he pressed his fingers inward. He bent one finger, rubbing along the back wall of her passage to stretch her. Slowly, he breached her with another digit, widening her. The thrust and burn took her breath away.

“You’re so gorgeous.” Leo groaned. “So wet. Feel how wet she is, Braden.”

During all this time, Braden had simply watched her reaction to Leo’s ministrations, but now he teased down along her stomach and slid his hand through her curls. When he found her folds, he dipped a finger into her warmth.

“So wet,” he agreed. “I want to fuck this pussy. Would you like that, Merrie? Would you like my cock buried in your tight little cunt while Leo discovers the delights of your ass?”

Merrie panted. Not only did the images turn her on, but the fact that Braden was saying them revved her higher.

She moaned. “Oh yes.”

Braden dropped to his knees to kiss her belly button then licked his way south until he reached the apex of her thighs. He nudged them apart and a second later, he licked her and sucked on her clit. He pushed one finger into her wet pussy then began thrusting, back and forth, hitting her G-spot and driving her out of her mind.

Leo placed his finger at her back entrance, prepping for penetration by mimicking Braden’s fingers pumping inside her pussy. Before she even realized what was happening, her body exploded into a thousand pieces, shattering her strength. Stars bloomed behind her eyes and dimly she heard the rustle of condom wrappers tearing open. She opened her eyes and saw Braden lie down on the grass, his cock swollen and hard. He held her hand to help steady her as she straddled him. She fisted his dick, locked gazes with him and slowly lowered herself. Since he was big, it took her a moment to adjust to his girth.

“I’m just going to make sure you’re loose enough to take me,” Leo said. He dripped even more lube on her anus before inserting his finger again.

“Oh!” She groaned. “Yes, it feels so good.”

That seemed to be all the proof he needed. In the next instant, he removed his finger from her and adjusted her body, pushing her forward until she lay on Braden, her breasts flattened on his chest. Leo moved into position behind her and gripped her hips. As he slowly teased her rosette with the tip of his cock, Braden reached between them to rub her clit. The burning returned and Merrie held her breath, waiting for the sting of pain to give way to pleasure. She’d had anal sex before but it felt different with Leo. Better. Amazing. Braden pulled out of her a little to give Leo more room and pleasure and pain mingled inside her. A second later, Leo popped his cock through the tight ring and he slid home.

Merrie gasped, reveling in the feeling of being completely filled. Possessed. Consumed. She had no words to describe the sensations. It was beyond anything she had ever imagined.

Leo’s breath tickled the back of her neck as he held her hips still.

“That’s it, baby,” he said. “You’re so beautiful sandwiched between us.”

“She’s so tight, Leo,” Braden said. “She’s gripping my dick like a vise.”

Merrie moaned. “I can’t believe how much I love this. Oh, my God, please move. Both of you… Please take me.”

Bucking his hips, Braden started their rhythms, but it took a moment for Leo to match Braden’s pace. Merrie bounced between them, resting her hands on Braden’s shoulders. Sweat rolled off their bodies as their hearts thundered in time together.

Merrie quickly realized being between two men took a little finesse. As one went in the other pulled out and Merrie knew they were spiraling together. In and out, in and out, Merrie wound tighter, tighter, tighter. Suddenly her climax hit and pleasure spiked through her brain as she cried out in abandonment.

“Not gonna last,” Leo gasped from behind her.

Leo’s cock swelled in her ass just before he found his release. His cock pulsed inside her as he poured his seed into the latex barrier. He leaned and rested his head against her back for a moment before extracting his softening member.

“Merrie.” She opened dazed eyes to see Braden staring up at her.

He started thrusting harder, his gaze locked with hers. The pressure started to build again, little by little. Merrie knew what awaited her—the absolute euphoria of a mind-blowing climax. She chased it by grinding herself down onto Braden’s cock.

“Yes,” he panted, pumping his hips. “Yes, come for me. Come for me, Merrie.”

“Uh!” The world tilted off its axis and she splintered into a thousand pieces. He shouted as he followed her, his cock jerking deep inside her.

She collapsed. He arms came around her, holding her for a long moment before he withdrew to tug off his condom. Leo snuggled into her from behind and they shifted until they all lay on their sides.

The sun warmed her naked body. There was something almost sinful about being naked outdoors. The cool breeze helped dry the sweat on their bodies. She propped herself up and looked at each man, who stared at her with lazy, contented smiles on their faces.

“Why are you content to share me? I mean, you’re so concerned with me being younger when, in reality, it seems to me that you’d each find it easier to have separate relationships.”

They both blinked at her.

Finally, Leo answered. “You’re incredibly strong, Merrie. Shoshone prize three things—strength, honor and loyalty above everything. You have that in spades. I admire you. So if the woman I care for happens to also love my brother, then I’m content with sharing.”

Braden more or less gave a grunt of agreement. She smiled and relaxed as if a weight had been lifted from her shoulders.

“My mother was a drug addict,” she told them.

Their smiles slipped away.

She’d never really shared her whole past with anyone before but she wanted her men to know that she didn’t have her head in the clouds. “And she was a whore too, which is how I came to be. By the time I was ten, I was taking care of myself. I learned how to install a deadbolt on my bedroom door and I also learned how to sneak money from her johns so I could eat.”

“Jesus,” Braden whispered.

“As the daughter of the local slut, I gained a reputation, even though it really wasn’t deserved. When I turned sixteen, my mother died so I went to live with my great uncle. I started working two jobs—one at a diner and one at dairy farm. I never cared about school and barely graduated. My dreams have always been simple. And I know there’s an age gap between us, but truthfully, I don’t see it. My age is a number but it’s not who I am.”

Braden intertwined their fingers and brought her knuckles up to his lips, kissing them. Leo gripped her other hand.

“A soul-baring moment, eh?” Braden said with a rueful grin.

“Don’t you think it’s time?” Leo replied, nudging him.

“I don’t like talking about some things.”

“I know,” Merrie said. “You must have loved Samantha a lot.”

“I was young and thought I was in love,” Braden corrected. “Samantha and I were high school sweethearts and got married as soon as we’d graduated. We both attended UW for two years. I wanted to learn about business management but Sam…? Sam wanted to pursue something more. She’d studied French throughout school and had dreams of living in Paris. I didn’t understand it and forced her to give it up because she was my wife. I thought we shared a desire of owning a successful horse ranch and living our lives together. But that fantasy was mine alone.”

Merrie kept quiet, watching the emotions play over his face.

“By the time she turned twenty-one, she’d come to the conclusion that she didn’t want to live in rural Wyoming on a ranch. She wanted to be in a city. A year later, on my birthday, I got served with divorce papers.”

“I’m so sorry, Braden,” Merrie said.

“Nothing to be sorry about. We were just way too young to marry.”

“And you thought I’d be the same,” she concluded. “That I’d be just as flighty.”

He nodded. “After the divorce, I only dated women who were older than me. You’re the first younger woman I’ve come to care for.”

“I may be young, but I’ve lived a hard life.” She spread her fingers through his soft chest hair. “I may be putting the feminist movement back a few a decades, but all I want is a home and to take care of my two men.”

“Your men, huh?” Leo asked, a big smile on his face.

“Yeah,” she challenged. “You got a problem with my claim?”

“No, ma’am.” He tugged her down onto his chest.

“Good,” she said just before Leo touched his mouth to hers.

A feather light kiss from Braden danced across the back of her neck and everything else was forgotten for a long time.

* * * *

They returned from their picnic and Braden stayed behind to take care of the horses, while Leo drove him and Merrie to the house. She took a shower and then went down to start dinner.

That night, Braden didn’t return for dinner. She knew he’d gone through some monumental feelings that afternoon by letting go of the baggage that had held him a prisoner for so long. He had more in common with her than he’d realized.

She and Leo ate dinner and when they finished with their meal, he took the dirty dishes out of her hands and nodded to the front door.

“Go to him.”

“Are you sure?”

“I had you to myself not too long ago, remember?”

“That was when Braden was being a prick.”

He smiled. “I know. But there’s one thing to understand about being in a three-way relationship. Some days it’ll be all of us, some days you and me, and other times you and him. What we have is going to require a lot of work and right now, he needs you. I know my big brother. I’ll take you to him.”

“I can drive the one minute to the barn.”

He frowned. “I don’t want you to be alone. Look what happened the last time.”

“But I’m not alone, am I. The barn is right there and you’re right here. Besides, you have dishes to wash.”

She kissed his cheek and headed out of the door, taking his truck keys and driving the short distance to the barn. As she entered the low-lighted area, the smell of hay, leather and horseflesh assaulted her all at once. It was a good smell, one she remembered from being on the dairy farm. Horses were a little different from cows, of course, and she liked the heady aroma.

Braden emerged from a stall and looked at her, eyebrows raised.

“What are you doing here?”

“You missed dinner,” she said.

“Yeah. Sorry. Just…had things on my mind.”

“Good things?”

He nodded. “I was saying goodbye to Samantha—finally. It’s only been nineteen years.”

She walked up to him until she stood as close to him as possible without touching. “Good. I meant what I said, Braden. You and Leo are mine.”

He brought his hands down on her shoulders. “And you’re ours,” he answered firmly. “I just wanted you to be sure, because once I give you my heart, I won’t ever want to let you go.”

“Then kiss me, Braden, because I’m not leaving you, ever.”

Braden slid his tongue into her mouth, twining it with hers, jolting a salacious moan from her. He explored each hidden corner of her depths, plunging in and out. Fire danced through her body from his kiss alone. He raised his left hand to hold her head immobile while he swept his right hand along her rib cage to pull her closer to his chest. She wrapped her arms around his neck and threaded her fingers into his hair.

When he finally broke the kiss and she looked up at him, blue fire shone from his eyes. “I want to continue this but I reek of horse.”

“I don’t care,” she whispered and dragged his lips back down her hers.

As they kissed, he walked her backward but it wasn’t until her back hit the barn wall that awareness came rushing back to her. Her pussy instantly drenched at the wicked intent she saw in his eyes.

“Fuck me, Braden,” she ordered breathlessly. “I want you inside me so bad.”

He kissed her almost savagely, as though he couldn’t get enough of her—as if he wanted to devour her. He swept his tongue in, meeting hers, dominating her. He roamed his hands over her body, bringing her alive, sensitizing each nerve to sizzle. She tugged on his shoulders, at his clothes and nipped the skin on his neck.

She was careful of his dick pressing against the zipper as she eased it down. She reached inside and brought his cock out, enjoying its size and hardness in her hand. As she gave him a hand job, he shoved her bra up and sucked each of her nipples. Up and down, he trailed his lips along her skin, taking each bud with his teeth, biting just hard enough to elicit a gasp from her then sucking until she arched in pleasure. Back and forth, he repeated the same on each tip, until her head thrashed from side to side and she thrust her pelvis upward, inviting him closer.

While Braden played with her breasts, he ran his other hand down her body. He rubbed her sensitive clit while he found the entrance to her pussy with his index finger, dipping it inside to tease her.

“Please.” She moaned and arched her back, shoving her breasts harder against his face.

He engulfed her right breast in his mouth while he began kneading her other one with his left hand, rolling the taut nipple between his fingers. Merrie threw her head back, tensing at the unbelievable sensations radiating up from her groin. Braden released one of her breasts and stroked down to her legs, pushing her jeans down until she was able to get one leg out of them. This allowed her to open her legs wide and fit his body between them. “There’s a condom in my back pocket,” he said as he broke free from her breasts. “In my wallet. Be a good girl and roll it on me.”

Merrie slid her hand along his ass until she found the wallet in his pocket. She withdrew it then opened it, seeing some money and cards before finding the condom. She took it out, dropped the wallet then tore the foil open. Quickly, she rolled the rubber over his swollen cock. She pinched the tip, leaving enough room for his blast of cum, before giving his balls a loving squeeze.

“Christ, Merrie,” he growled.

He leaned up to kiss her mouth again, but this time, when he swept his tongue inside, she captured it with her teeth and sucked. He wrapped her long hair in his fist, pulling her head back to expose her neck. Nuzzling her throat, he licked the salty skin.

“I’m going to fuck you against this wall.”

“Oh, yes,” she all but purred, rubbing against him.

Braden lifted her and she hooked her legs around his waist, the perfect position for him to slide into her pussy. With one hard thrust, he impaled her and they both moaned at the exquisite feeling—wanton and wicked. He backed her against the wall and began pounding into her. Merrie met his thrusts with sharp jabs of her pelvis again and again. She tried to draw him closer, tried to get his cock deeper. Sweat poured from their bodies, her breathing harsh, staccato.

She adored being with both men, but there was something so primitive in this joining that she knew she’d be wanting it again. With Leo, she had beautiful, and with Braden, she had intensity.

She fell first. She mewled as the dam burst and her cream ran. Her inner muscles milked the hard cock rooted deep inside her. Braden let out his own harsh groan as he climaxed with her, pouring himself into the condom.

“Holy fuck.” His labored breathing echoed in the stall. “Screwing in a barn like I’m seventeen.”

“Get used to living out your youthful fantasies,” she warned with a smile and winked.