Kayla might be new to ranching, but she does love her men in twos.
When a mysterious girl shows up battered and bruised on the ranch's doorstep, Tuck and Ben immediately spring into action. The two Wyoming ranchers tend to her physical wounds, but Kayla has other wounds to heal, and the boys have a ranch to run. And running that ranch just got a whole lot more difficult with a sexy distraction like Kayla staying with them...
Kayla wants to make the ranch a home. Sure, she has a lot to learn, but she's never been afraid of hard work. And there are not one, but two gorgeous men here. Just what she secretly likes best. Tuck believes she can be a part of the ranch family, but convincing Ben is proving far more difficult than she imagined. The man claims she'll only slow them down and cause problems, but she can see something else in his gorgeous green eyes—ghosts of the past, and a tragedy he can't seem to overcome.
Kayla's not afraid to go after what she wants, including her two new men. But with all the secrets of Ben's past haunting them, and her own past following her to the ranch and threatening her happiness, there may be too may wounds for their love to heal...
Reader note: contains ménage, erotic romance, m/f/m, and contemporary western romance elements
Ben’s bedroom was sparse, but the bed wasn’t. He clearly went all out on the comfort factor getting a fancy Cheswick Manor to kill whatever doubt anyone had that he treasured sleep after all. Though he wouldn’t admit it outright. Kayla guessed all cowboys needed a good night sleep if they wanted to ranch at their best. She felt Ben’s strength for the first time as he picked her up by the waist and gently placed her on the bed sheet.“I’ve been waiting for a girl like you,” said Tuck.“What about you, Ben, how do you feel?”“How do I feel? Why don’t you let me show you?”Kayla, now fully naked, teased the boys by curling up in the sheets. “Join me?”Ben’s eyes lit up even more. Tuck’s gaze grew intense, almost enveloping the room with his rock-hard sweetness, as if he was practically supernatural. She could tell he wanted to be the one who put her in bed, but that could wait when he got his shot in his own room.Kayla felt the muscle-bound weight of both men sagging the bed. “Maybe you should both come up here toward me if you don’t want to flip this bed.”“We won’t flip it.”“Says the guy who doesn’t sleep here,” said Ben.“It’s time to please, anyway,” said Tuck.He scooted up the bed as Kayla writhed, trying to be as sexy as possible. Her hips were the thickest part of her body, and she could tell it was what they wanted to devour first. Ben fought his way past Tuck and held on as his brother watched. Ben pulled his head down to her pussy, and she could only hope he thought of it as gorgeous, pulses of wet heat quaked through her bottom half. She had sureness in her body, but damn she wanted to impress her lovers, convincing them they’d want to stay with her. A tiny bit of worry spread over her until he took that first lick, and she received that approval. Not that she needed it; she just wanted to make the boys as comfortable and in love as possible.Lust built up the room like there was a hurricane trying to break through the walls. It began to storm outside, but Kayla barely noticed. Too engrossed with the man who was about to neatly place salty kisses against the folds of her pussy. That was a sign of a man, getting right down next to it and pleasuring her with all his soft-hard heart.“Lick me,” she said, “I want to feel your tongue.”