Free The Curvy Girl’s Cowboy Orgy (Western, Gangbang, BBW) by Mallory Steele Page B

fairly privileged upbringing, Bud had risen from a broken, tumultuous home. It was counter-intuitive how their different personalities had formed.
     
    But even though it was the company of Bud, such a rare and valuable commodity, that Cathy looked forward to every evening she went to work in the Roadhouse, it was to Kane’s dark castle that she returned again every night. It was to his needs that she tended without complaint.
    And now here she lay, for another fiery and wild, yet completely loveless, brief moment of passion. He could still drive her wild and she knew that here in these moments was the closest she could ever get to reaching the real him. And maybe that was for the best. Because even at his most tender, Kane was an animal.
    She watched his powerful chest heaving up and down with each slow deliberate breath. His eyes were like those of a desert wolf as he looked at her with furious lust and a desire that could barely mask the derision behind it. He had never seen her as anything more than a thing to be possessed. Possessed and then conquered completely.
    His thick belts were tight around her wrists and they chafed the skin as she squirmed with the heat of her want. For now it was strong enough to trump the doubts of her fear. Kane moved towards her with the slow sleekness of a panther. His muscular thighs flexed as he mounted the bed, bending his powerful knees as he lowered his forehead and moved towards her. Cathy trembled.
    He took her thighs softly in each strong hand and then without any care he yanked her legs roughly apart, grunting with desire as he opened the way for himself to that which was all that he really desired in her. She knew not to complain, there was no point. And despite the humiliation of the moment she still wanted him. Her passion had defeated her heart once again and there would be time enough for regretful reflections later on.
    But now he was hurting her, more than ever before. Deliberately. His fingernails dug hatefully into the flesh of her thighs as he leaned forward and smelled her heat with animal lust.
    “Kane…”
    He ignored her. He might as well not have even heard her.
    “Kane, you’re hurting me.”
    His fingers dug deeper as he reached back with one hand and frantically unsheathed his iron-hot manhood. His chest heaved faster now and she no longer wanted this. A threshold had been building towards her for weeks now and suddenly she was over it. The fear had won and rightly so.
    “Kane!”
    Slowly, cruelly he raised his head towards her. There was evil in his eyes.
    “What?”
    “Kane, I don’t want to do this,” Cathy said, “I don’t want to do this.”
    “What the fuck are you talking about?”
    She needed to be tactful. She was tied up in a spider’s web and the wrong word now could lead to agonies untold.
    “I… I’m sorry baby,” She said, “I feel sick. I think it’s my ulcer again.”
    “So what?”
    “So just let me go, ok? I’ll make us some cocoa, and then maybe later I’ll be feeling better and we can try again.”
    Kane narrowed his eyes. “What do you mean let you go ? I haven’t made you do anything.”
    Cathy forced a smile that she did not feel. “I know sugar,” she soothed, “I know, but I can’t exactly let myself go, can I?” She pulled her wrists against the burning binds and smiled, hoping that the display of submissiveness would assuage his rising temper.
    Kane sighed. “For fuck sake girl,” he said, “You know I got all kind of stress in my life. I need this.”
    Cathy said nothing and when Kane reached forward and began unfastening the belts on her wrists she tried her best not to show her relief.
    “I’m sorry baby,” she said and moved forward to kiss his cheek.
    Kane pushed her away with disgust.
    “Get off me. Go get your damn cocoa then, as if you don’t have enough to eat and drink anyway.”
    Bastard .
    “I’m sorry,” Cathy said, hating herself a little for not standing up to him. “Like I said,