Page 58 of Knot Her Cowboys (Big Sky Omegas #2)

The end of our busy season brought with it a lot of things: cooler weather, a portion of our staff moving on for the year, fewer guests, and a lighter workload, but most important, privacy.

I had learned Riley’s schedule down to the minute. At first I’d snooped from the shadows, curious where she was disappearing to, but she’d been so fucking cute with her ritual that I hadn’t dared intrude and risk altering it.

She woke up at the same time every day, even when she had no work ahead of her.

After she made herself coffee, the first stop was always the construction site of her soon-to-be restaurant.

She put on a hard hat and slipped inside, checking the progress daily.

Cozy joy slid down the bond as she surveyed the framework and the stacks of drywall.

The area the public would be occupying still needed a lot of attention, but the kitchen was already installed and just waiting to be cleaned so Riley could start familiarizing herself.

The furniture orders were set to arrive in a few weeks, and once the rest of the walls were in we could start preparing the space to get people in there.

I stayed out of sight as she ventured to her next stop, past the dug-out lazy river that would be completed in the spring, and past the small horse barn that had been rebuilt and painted a few weeks ago.

Every horse on the property knew her by now and they let her know how excited they were to see her when she flipped on the light in the stable.

Whinnies filled the quiet morning. I peeked through the viewing window on the door, watching her collect a bag of baby carrots from the stable fridge and give one to every horse in there.

I’d have considered it bribery to make herself everyone’s favorite, but I knew she did it because she loved making them happy.

From there she took the remaining baby carrots to the paddock so she could fuss over Bluebell, Buttons, and Grizzy.

The three of them had moved in together last month.

Ordinarily, a slow, careful introduction was required with adding a mare and foal in with a mule, but Grizzy had made the decision for us after breaking into the stable and making herself a second mom to Bluebell.

Riley stayed with them every morning until it was time to wash up and head to the kitchen to make breakfast. That wouldn’t be happening today, though. I had our team on breakfast duty so I could steal her away.

I unhooked the rope from my hip, unwinding it until the lasso loop was big enough. My footsteps were silent behind Riley, and she was quietly content in the bond.

With a quick flick, the loop sailed through the air, and when it hit the perfect height, I pulled back so it snared tight around her waist. A brief bolt of panic leapt down the bond before she saw it was me and a torrent of desire instantly replaced it as she stumbled toward me, following the tug of the rope.

I tucked a blindfold over her eyes and set her coffee on the ground with the carrots before tossing her over my shoulder.

Riley giggled from her new position. “Good morning to you, too. Where are we going?”

“Be a good girl and trust me without questions. You’ll find out soon enough.”

“Okay, but Grizzy is gonna be mad you’re making me late for treat time.”

“I’ll give her double later to make up for it,” I promised.

“What about breakfast duty? Is everyone going to starve because I’m about to get railed?”

“So little faith. I changed the schedule. No one is going to wither away if we keep you to ourselves for a few hours.”

She purred, nuzzling my back. “I love when you think ahead.”

“Gotta make sure my girl has a worry-free railing experience.” I warmed at her laugh. “What kind of alpha would I be if I didn’t take your commitments into consideration? You know we’ll always take care of you.”

“Too true, I do.”

I’d strived to have her trust my whole life, and I never tired of knowing how easily she gave it to me.

The rest of my pack joined us one by one, their own desire galloping through the bond at seeing her, and Riley perfumed in response, sweet lupine filling my nose.

It was a short walk to where the trees obscured us from both the road and the rest of the property.

Not a huge necessity, but better safe than sorry. I didn’t want a single interruption.

Hot curls of anticipation slid down the bond from her, and when I set her on her feet, her curiosity got the better of her, her mouth opening for another question before I silenced it with the kiss I’d been craving since I woke up.

While I occupied her mouth, Cash stripped her down. The air was cool, and goosebumps erupted on her skin, but we would warm her up soon enough.

Grizzy had broken a section of the fence yesterday, doing god only knew what, so we’d had to move her to a different paddock since fences meant nothing to her anymore.

Apparently after busting through one to hunt down Darrell, she no longer viewed them as a barrier, but rather an obstacle she was happy to overcome.

The fence was on our to-do list to fix later today. What better use was there for a fence with broken boards than to rail our omega before we made the repairs?

Dakota dropped a saddle blanket over the highest board remaining to protect Riley’s stomach, and two more where her feet would go on the lowest board.

From there it was a simple matter for me to wrap the ropes around her wrists and bind them to the fence posts along with her ankles.

Her breathing got progressively shallower as I bound her, and slick already coated the inside of her thighs from her squirming around.

She was a powder keg of barely restrained excitement in the bond.

Riley was fucking gorgeous tied up and stripped down, blindfolded and waiting for someone to touch her. Once things had calmed down, we’d taken full advantage of Riley’s love of being restrained in a safe environment.

The others looked to me briefly for guidance since I had orchestrated this morning, and I gave them a nod to go ahead. I wanted to watch her unravel for a few minutes before I dove in myself.

The sound she made branded itself into my brain when Levi angled her hips so he could drive into her.

Lust shot through the bond like lightning.

Sharing that connection with her was a constant high, a reminder that we had chosen each other.

Her choosing the others too didn’t diminish what she had with me in the slightest.

Our girl had barely had a moment’s peace since we’d all bonded.

If one of us wasn’t all over her, she was all over us, and it was gratifying to know that craving went both ways.

The safer she felt, the more unruly she became in her demands for satisfaction.

Honestly, it was a fucking wonder any of us got anything done anymore as we settled into the bond.

Cash tapped her lips with his cock and she dropped them open so he could slide into her mouth.

We had all learned how she liked to be touched and how far we could push before we bucked up against a boundary.

The bond revealed her secrets even when her thoughts were too tangled or her mouth was too occupied to speak them.

We listened to it and let it guide us. Right now it was giving us the green light, and Riley was a road I was eager to travel.

Being stuffed end to end was something we had discovered she adored. She wasn’t shy about asking for it either.

Her whine rocked through me. As eager as I was to get my hands on her, patience was something I still had to continue practicing. Not for long, though.

Pleasure seared through the bond, leaving me breathless and gripping the fence. I climbed over it, landing on the other side next to Cash so I could kneel and sample the expanse of skin she offered.

I savored every twitch and shiver as I scraped my teeth along her throat and sucked at the bite mark that branded her as mine.

We’d all added new tattoos to the mix, too, broadening the marks we bore.

Riley had our names on her, spanning across her ribs beneath her breasts, and the others had added her name to their skin as well.

Not to be left out, I’d added a wreath of lupines around where her name already graced my chest.

Levi traded places with Dakota. His cock was still hard, but switching off like this meant they could fuck her until their legs gave out, and Riley was definitely a fan of that.

Cash wasn’t quite as on the ball. He spilled down her throat with a string of curses when she hollowed her cheeks and caught him off guard with another needy whine.

“Go get in line,” I told him.

“Or—and hear me out— instead I could take advantage of the cold making her nipples this hard.”

I barked a laugh. “That works too.”

Riley squeaked as Cash parked himself on the ground where he could reach more easily, sucking the pink tip between his lips.

Her gasp at his playful bite left her mouth open for me.

She moaned until I got deep enough to cut off her air, and I reveled in the snug grip of her throat before pulling out to thrust back in.

I was never going to get used to the heat of her.

Even while she was eager to let me use her like this, she still did her best to participate, curling her tongue around my length and hollowing her cheeks, eager to ruin me the way she had with Cash.

I braced one hand on the fence post and the other on the back of her head, lacing my fingers through her mahogany strands.

My hair was as soft as hers now too after Cash had bullied me into using more expensive shampoo.

I’d only caved on it after Riley had commented on how silky everyone else’s hair felt.

She hadn’t been stingy on touching me before that, but since then, I had definitely seen an increase in casual hair touches.

I was down for anything that got her hands on me more often.