Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 29106 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 146(@200wpm)___ 116(@250wpm)___ 97(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 29106 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 146(@200wpm)___ 116(@250wpm)___ 97(@300wpm)
“Well, first, Pernilla and Knud died, so they’re not around anymore. They were absolutely the most militant of the Madewells, and we were hoping that once our parents passed, our siblings would relax a little. Maybe we’d even be able to talk some of them around.”
“But that didn’t happen,” Colt says in a grim voice. “If anything, our sibs have only hardened in their beliefs, and any conversation is impossible. So we decided to bring you around, and to see what happens. We didn’t say explicitly that you were our girlfriend, but I think anytime a beautiful woman like you appears, people know. Our relatives may be conservative, but they’re not idiots.”
“No, they’re not,” I agree, thinking back to the conversation I had with Becca about local politics. “They’re definitely not dumb. They were really nice though. Authentic, and very interested in hearing what I had to say.”
The twins nod, unsurprised.
“Yeah, but that’s what you get around these parts. People are nice to you to your face, but that doesn’t mean they won’t rip you a new one behind your back. Becca’s the worst too,” Colt says in a deep tone. “Ever since she won Mrs. America, she’s turned into a bitch with a honeyed smile and fangs beneath the pink lipstick. She sure does love that crown though.”
I nod slowly.
“I see. So how do you think it went today?”
The twins look at each other again, and then nod.
“As well as it could have,” Colt says. “You did great, Kiki, and we apologize for throwing this on you. We should have given you some warning, and we apologize for that.”
“Yes, you should have. But I still don’t get it. You’ve dated multiple women in the past, so why didn’t you bring a real girlfriend around? Why me, who’s new to the Double C?”
The twins smile again.
“Because you’re perfect for the role, of course. You’re beautiful and intelligent, but also with real sass and verve. If our relatives had been rude, you would have fought back. The Madewells can’t bully you, and that’s a big thing. Again, don’t be fooled by their kind demeanor. That shit is on the outside, and they’ll stab you in the ribs if it helps them get ahead.”
Kiki bites her lip.
“You make your family sound terrible.”
The cowboys nod slowly.
“Because they are. The Madewells didn’t amass all this land in Montana by being kind and generous,” Colt states. “The opposite: they’re ruthless motherfuckers who will tear you a new one the minute your back is turned.”
Colt nods grimly.
“All the rumors are basically true. We got to where we are via a land grab. Our ancestors cheated the Native Americans, battled with rival landowners, bribed politicians, and in one case, I think our great-grandfather even murdered some poor schmuck who was threatening to withhold a permit. So the Madewells are wholesome and friendly on the outside, but don’t be fooled because we didn’t get here by being “nice.” We got here by being ruthless assholes who would sell out their own mother if it came to that. The women are the worst too. Don’t trust Becca and her ilk. Our sisters are like harpies, and wouldn’t hesitate to grind you to dust beneath their heels if it benefited them.”
I shake my head as my eyes go round because holy cow, it’s clear I’ve entered into dangerous territory. This is more like chess with the Medicis than a friendly game of Monopoly. But I nod because I’ve been adequately forewarned about the Madewells’ treacherous ways. Plus, I believe in many forms of romantic partnership. It’s not just about one man with one woman. Everyone has a right to love whom they love, and if Colt and Cason happen to prefer threesomes, then so be it. As a result, I decide to make myself available to these handsome and brave men.
“I admire you,” I say in a low, throaty tone. “For taking a stance, and pushing back against your family’s expectations. They’re judgmental, and I want to help you.”
The twins pick up on my invitation immediately and those blue eyes flare as their bodies harden.
“You do, hmmm? How so, may I ask?” growls Cason.
“Show us, sweetheart,” invites Colt.
I giggle and within seconds, my clothes are off. My big tits are lush and creamy under the lights, the nipples pink and stiff. My waist narrows, and over my hips clings the tiniest pink g-string, which of course, barely covers my clit. I still have my cowboy hat and boots on because it’s a part of my look now, and I tip my hat before smiling slyly at the twins.
“Take what you want,” I invite while cupping my tits in offering to them. “Use my body for your pleasure, boys.”
Gleaming smiles greet me in the dimness because I’ve just opened the doors … for the ravishment of a lifetime.