Page 21 of Lasso Lovebirds (Rainbow Ranch #4)

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After the Y’all Pride Picnic, we helped clean everything up. The picnic was a complete whirlwind success and I was already excited for the next one. Experiencing Pride for the first time on Rainbow Ranch had meant more to me than there were words to express.

But, before we could get caught up in another project—the three of us excused ourselves and met at Beau’s door. Tension crackled in the air. Lust had been building between us throughout the entire day, my heart pounding with excitement.

Beau smirked at the two offs. “Fancy meeting you both here.”

“Beau,” Pris snorted. “Open the damn door.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

He opened it and stepped through, Pris and I tumbling in after him. I wasn’t sure if this would be awkward initially, but now I had the answer as Pris tugged me into a hungry kiss.

Beau’s hands settled on my hips. I melted against Pris, whimpering as I ended up between the two of them.

“Is this okay?” he asked.

“Yes,” I gasped. God, it was more than okay. I’d been dreaming about this every night since coming to Rainbow Ranch. “The two of you can do whatever you want to me. I’ve been thinking about this for so long now. I need you. Both of you.”

Beau leaned down, slowly kissing my neck. He was still wearing his mask from the picnic. It was hot. Really fucking hot. Shivers of need rolled up my spine, my mind already spinning toward subspace. Pris ran her hands up my body, pausing once she came to the belt buckle.

The metal clinked as his lips brushed my skin, the belt slowly pulled off.

The tension in the room made my heart squeeze. I gasped, my head falling back against Beau’s hard chest as more waves of pleasure rolled through me.

“I’ve been needing this,” Beau grunted.

“Me too, cowboy,” Pris sighed. “I like watching you kiss them. I like listening to all those beautiful little noises they make, too.”

Oh. I could just come from listening to her voice and the way she talked to us. The gentle dominance that made me want to get on my knees and beg for more.

“Do we need to pause and talk?” Beau asked. “I know we know most of each other’s kinks, but . . .”

Pris swallowed hard and nodded, taking a step back. “That’s a good idea.”

“Damn,” I whined, but they were probably right. We had been building up to this moment for so long, but communication was always important. “I will do whatever you want me to.”

Pris wrinkled her nose. “Not whatever , I’m sure.”

“You’d be surprised,” I said, making Beau chuckle.

“I think we should take it slow,” Pris said. “I think we should feel it out together. I’ll tell Beau what to do, with his consent, and we’ll go from there. I like the idea of using some rope, too.”

“Me too,” he said. “I like the idea of dominating Sky at your command, but then submitting to you.”

Pris nodded. “I like that idea, too.”

“I’ll get the ropes,” he said. “So we have them. I have experience using rope.”

“Oh, I know. I’ve seen you compete at the rodeo plenty of times.”

“You compete?” I asked in surprise.

He nodded, planting a kiss on the top of my head before heading to a dresser beneath the window in his room. He opened it and pulled out bundles of rope.

“I’m good at lassoing,” he said.

“Oh really?” I asked.

He raised a brow at us, and then let one of the rope bundles drop with practiced ease.

My eyes widened as he created a loop, and I yelped as it flew across the bedroom around Pris and I, pulling us together.

Pris laughed as the rope tightened and he dragged us toward him, kissing her hard on the mouth and then me.

“I take back my teasing,” I croaked.

Pris smirked. “You’ll get to watch our cowboy show off at the rodeo.”

Beau winked and let the ropes drop, gathering them and placing them on the bed.

“I feel good about all that’s been discussed,” he said.

“I do too,” I agreed.

Pris nodded. “Me too. Okay then.” She clapped her hands together, her eyes dancing with a hint of mischief. “I want you to touch them, Beau. Unbutton their shirt and tease them until they’re making all those pretty sounds.”

“Yes, ma’am,” Beau said.

He tugged me closer, tipping my chin up. I smiled up at him, enjoying his soft chuckle as he leaned down and kissed me hard.

Beau let out a moan, his rough hands sliding across my chest. He slowly unbuttoned my shirt, exposing the binder I wore underneath. It compressed my breasts, flattening them against my chest.

The shirt landed in a heap on the floor, and he carefully lifted my binder away, exposing me completely. My nipples were already hard, and all of the heat between us made my pussy pulse.

“Fuck,” I whispered. “You feel so good, Beau.”

“You feel even better,” he murmured.

His voice was deep, his Southern accent making it rougher. He cupped my breast, rolling my nipples between his thumb and forefinger. I gasped, my eyelashes fluttering as I looked up at Pris. She grabbed my chin, forcing me to hold her gaze as he continued to tease me.

“Just like that,” she murmured. “Keep watching me with those stormy eyes. I love it when you look like that.”

“Pris,” I breathe out. “This feels so good.”

“I know it does. Keep teasing them,” she instructed Beau.

While he continued to tease me, she slowly unbuttoned my jeans, the zipper rolling down. My hips bucked as she pulled the fabric down, taking the black boxers I had underneath with them.

I sucked in a breath as I helped kick out of the rest of my clothing, followed by my boots and then my socks.

Now I was completely naked between the two of them.

Pris grabbed hold of Beau’s arm, guiding him until he stood behind me, his body pressing against mine. He rested his chin on my shoulders, occasionally peppering kisses over my skin as he kept playing with me.

Pris ran her hands down the front of my thighs, shoving them apart. I groaned as she leaned forward, her tongue flicking against my clit.

“Fuck,” I whimpered.

Tiny shocks of pleasure burst through me. There wasn’t another place in the world I’d rather be than between the two of them.

“Lift their leg,” Pris demanded.

Beau leaned down, catching my leg in his arm and lifting. I was off balance, falling back against him, but he wasn’t going to let me go anywhere.

And now my pussy was even more exposed to her. I whimpered, my head spinning as I started to tumble into the headspace I loved. I trusted both of them to take care of me, to use me however they pleased.

I trusted them.

“Fuck,” he grunted. “The two of you look so good.”

Pris sank to her knees, surprising me. My head thrashed as she began to work me with her tongue, brushing two fingers against my entrance.

I was already soaked.

Now that I was finally getting to be with them, I was satisfying the deep curiosity that had been plaguing me for the last week.

What would it be like to be with them? Now I was finding out the truth—and it was everything I dreamed of and more.

All the pleasure rolling through my body was because of how they treated me with such care and desire.

I couldn't remember the last time I'd ever been touched like this—if ever.

Two fingers dipped inside, drawing a whimper from me as Beau continued to kiss up and down my neck. Soft shivers rose through my body, electricity skating over my skin.

They were both taking it slow, their movements mirroring each other. Driving me crazy just by taking their sweet time. It was just as hot as the rush of being fucked hard and fast, but more torturous.

She thrust her fingers inside me, finding that spot that was bound to make me come fast. I gasped as her lips fit around my clit, sucking gently.

“Are you going to come for Pris?” Beau whispered. “Are you going to be good for her?”

“Yes,” I whined. “I-I want to be good.”

Pris drew back for a moment. “I can't wait to taste your sweet orgasm on my tongue, Sky. You’re going to be so good for us and come, aren’t you?”

“Yes,” I rasped.

I was already on the edge. All of the sensations rolling over me overwhelmed me in the best way possible. I arched back against him, my hands reaching up to loop behind his neck. He continued to pinch and tease my nipples, all while her tongue worked magic on my pussy.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I gasped. “Please. Please let me come. Please .”

Beau pinched one of my nipples harder. “You sound mighty fine when you’re begging.”

Fuck . Just hearing him say that sent me over the edge. His hand clamped over my mouth to stifle my scream, so we didn't draw attention from anyone in the rest of the house.

I came hard, her tongue still lapping me up, catching every drop. She pulled her fingers out of me, her tongue still circling my clit until my orgasm ebbed.

I melted against Beau, panting hard. I was seeing stars.

Pris stood up. She reached past me, offering the fingers that had just been inside me to Beau. He parted his lips and sucked them, a low growl leaving him.

“Don't they taste like heaven?” she asked.

“They sure do,” he growled. “I want more.”

“We’ll get more,” Pris promised.

I was limp, every muscle completely relaxed. She leaned forward, brushing her lips against mine. I could taste myself on them. Beau slowly let my leg down. I felt a bulge behind me, the shape of his erection pressing against my ass.

She winked at us, taking a step back and grabbing a bundle of rope from the bed. Safety shears gleamed next to the other bundle, ready to be used in case we needed them.

Beau continued to stroke my body up and down, the occasional wave of need rolling back through me, even though I’d just come for them.

“I want to be in a chest harness,” I whispered.

“Oh, I know,” Pris said. “And then you're going to help me put our cowboy in a chest harness too.”

“Me?” he asked.

“Yes, you,” she said. “If you want, of course.”

“I would love to,” he said. “I don't think I've ever actually been put in a chest harness before.”

“Oh,” I said, looking up at him, and then Pris. “We should do him first.”

She nodded in agreement. “I think so too.”