Between Her Cowboys: (Taken by Cowboys: Part 4) A Billionaire Western Romance by A.L. Loire

Chapter 1
    She was so warm, so comfortable, as if she were wrapped in a warm blanket. But this blanket breathed and pulsated. Her eyes fluttered open. She was still lying in a blissful tangle with Spencer and Nate, all of their limbs intertwined.
    They seemed to sense her waking at the same time. Spencer shifted, and Nate, eyes still closed, reached over to stroke her hair. For a moment none of them spoke. She closed her eyes again, a smile on her lips, feeling perfectly at peace.
    “Good morning, beautiful,” Spencer whispered. He leaned over and touched his lips gently to hers.
    “Why do you get the first kiss of the day?” Nate asked, giving her hair a playful tug.
    “There’s plenty to go around,” she whispered, rolling over onto her other side to face Nate. He kissed her more forcefully than Spencer had, leaving her breathless.
    She shifted onto her back and sighed. Sunlight was streaming in through the cabin’s wooden slats. Memories of the night before flashed in front of her eyes. She hadn’t even remembered falling asleep, only tumbling onto the straw and into Spencer and Nate’s arms, utterly spent.
    She had surrendered to her deepest desires that night. The men had seemed to know what she’d wanted, what she couldn’t quite bring herself to admit to: both of them at once. And they had given it to her.
    When she’d arrived at the candlelit cabin the previous evening to find Spencer waiting half-dressed in jeans and a cowboy hat, her heart had nearly stopped. When Nate had arrived in the same ensemble, she wasn’t entirely sure she hadn’t died and gone to cowgirl heaven.
    But what had unfolded after had been far, far beyond anything she had ever imagined. The combination of Spencer’s tender caresses and deep kisses and Nate’s rough, commanding touches had aroused her to the breaking point. Just when she’d thought she couldn’t take it anymore, they had both brought her to blissful climax, Nate with his fingers and tongue and Spencer with his pulsing manhood. Just the memory set her on fire all over again.
    “Did you sleep well?” Spencer asked, turning on his side and pressing himself against her. Once again her heart picked up at the sensation of his muscular chest, his taut thighs, and his again rock-hard member against the soft curves of her body.
    “Like a rock,” she said.
    “It felt so good to hold you in my arms all night,” Nate said, pressing his body flush against her from the other side. Her body was drenched in waves of pleasure. How had she ever felt satisfied waking up with just one man next to her? she wondered. Hadn’t her other side been cold?
    “I felt amazing in both of your arms,” she said, nuzzling Nate’s shoulder with her head as she ran her hand up Spencer’s calf. At the same time, all three drew in a breath and released a contented sigh.
    “Shit, Nate,” Spencer said suddenly. “What time is it?”
    “Hell if I know,” Nate responded, but there was a hint of urgency in his voice. “Can’t be that late, can it?”
    “I’m not so sure about that,” Spencer said. He drew away suddenly from Jess, leaving her left side cold.
    He sat up, and when he did, Jess got a full frontal view of his muscled body and the cock that had given her so much pleasure. It looked every bit as long, full, and tempting as it had been the night before when she’d turned around on his lap and eased herself onto it. She bit her lip as the spot between her legs lit up like a light bulb.
    “Do you have somewhere to be?” she asked. As soon as she said it, she realized how dumb it sounded. Of course he had somewhere to be—they both did. They were running this ranch, for Pete’s sake.
    “I don’t want to miss breakfast with the guests,” Spencer said. “Plus, weren’t we supposed to meet with Caroline beforehand?”
    “Dammit, you’re right,” Nate murmured. He, too, moved away from Jess. She turned her head, taking in his lithe body bathed in gentle sunbeams. He was