Page 36 of Claimed By the Cowboys

“Fuck, darlin’,” I groan, leaning down to kiss her.

Brandy whimpers into my mouth as she undulates into every stroke and I lose myself in the sweetness of her mouth, as ideas for how to rock her world spin through my mind. I’m close already, but I don’t want this to end yet. I pull out slowly, earning a needy little sound from her, and reach for the box of condoms on the nightstand.

I tear one open and toss it to Bo with a wicked grin. “You up for taking both of us together, sweetheart? Both of us inside you at the same time?”

Brandy’s eyes widen as a mix of nerves and heat flash across her face. “Both… at the same time? Like… in the same place?”

I nod, stroking her thigh soothingly. “Yeah. Both of us in your pussy. We’ll go slow. Lots of lube. We’ll stretch you carefully. You'll set the pace the whole time.”

Bo leans down and kisses her temple. “We don’t have to do anything you’re not ready for. We can keep going like this if you want.”

“But it’ll feel good, baby,” I tell her. “We’ll make it feel good between us. We’ll hold you close and do whatever it takes to make you enjoy it.”

Brandy bites her lip, clearly thinking hard. “Will it hurt?”

“A little at first, maybe,” I admit. “We’re big, and you’re small, but we’ll make sure you’re relaxed and ready. Lots of prep. If it doesn’t feel good, we stop immediately. No questions asked.”

She looks between us and her cheeks heat as she contemplates. “And… you’ve done this before?”

Bo nods. “A few times. Never with someone we care about as much as you.”

Sweet words from my brother seem to settle her, and she takes a shaky breath. “Okay. I want to try… go slow?”

“Always,” I promise, kissing her deeply, sliding my hands down her sides and smiling as she shivers.

Bo rolls on the condom while I grab the lube from the nightstand. We take our time preparing her, kissing her everywhere, fingering her pussy gently, whispering praise the whole time. I work up from two to three to four fingers, twisting my knuckles over her G-spot until she grunts. When she’s trembling and begging, slick and open from taking four of my thick fingers to the knuckle, I lie on my back and pull her on top of me.

“Ride me first, darlin’,” I murmur, guiding her down onto my cock. She sinks onto me with a long, beautiful moan, dropping her head back and arching her elegant neck.

Bo moves in behind her, slicking himself generously. “Breathe for me, baby,” he says, pressing the head of his cock against her tight opening. “Push back when you’re ready.”

Brandy whimpers as he slowly works his way inside her, inch by careful inch, stretching her to fit us both. I hold her hips steady, kissing her through every stretch and burn until he’s fully seated. She whimpers with every inch, and I gently tease her nipples to help her relax. It’s such a tight squeeze, but I know it’ll be amazing for all of us once Bo moves.

“Fuck,” Bo groans. “So tight. You okay, sweetheart?”

Brandy nods frantically, panting. “Full… I’m so full. Please move.”

“You’re okay.” I hold her face in my palms, running my thumb across her pouty bottom lip. “You’ve got this.”

We start slowly, finding a rhythm with me thrusting up while Bo rocks into her from behind. It’s almost too much to have her squeezed tight between us, and her body trembling and clenching. Sex one-on-one can be amazing, but there is nothing like the feeling of claiming Brandy with my brother.

Her head falls back, and moans turn into cries as we move faster, deeper. “Oh God— I’m— I’m—”

“That’s it,” I growl, my thumb finding her swollen clit. “Come for us, beautiful. Let us feel you.”

She shatters between us with a broken cry, her body seizing, and pussy pulsing so hard it drags us over the edge with her. I come with a shout, burying myself deep, and Bo follows right after, groaning her name as he throbs and fills the condom.

We stay locked together, panting, hearts hammering. I kiss her lips that are still sweet from tea, while Bo presses gentle kisses along her spine.

“You were perfect,” I whisper against her full, sweet lips. “So fucking perfect.”

Brandy smiles, dazed and glowing, and I know without a doubt we’re keeping her.

For as long as we can. Our beautiful girl has proved time and time again that she is perfect for us.

Chapter 19

Brandy