Free Her Rancher's Caress: (Taken by Cowboys: Part 3) A Billionaire Western Romance by A.L. Loire

Chapter 1
    “That’s it. Come for me, baby. Come hard. Don’t hold back.” Nate’s husky voice, shaking with tension, drifted into Jess’s ears. His taut thighs pressed up against hers as he thrust deep inside her, his cock still hard as wood. She wailed as she gave in to the deepest ecstasy she had ever experienced, her climax hitting her like a tsunami, sending waves of pleasure throughout her whole being.
    But each cry was mingled with shock. Hard as it was to believe her eyes, what stood in front of her was no apparition—Spencer was standing in the doorway, watching another man make her come as she lay naked and doubled over on the massage table.
    Their eyes locked as she continued to yell, unable to silence herself. Nate had brought her to such exquisite ecstasy—and as she experienced it, she saw Spencer’s face contort into a succession of expressions: surprise, anger, sadness, and what could only be described as hunger.
    She cried out as a sharp pang lit up her scalp. Nate had grabbed her long hair by the roots and yanked her head back, tearing her gaze away from Spencer. He growled as he gave in to his release, adding another wave to her own climax. Her cry turned into a low moan as the acute pain turned into a spike of pleasure. This felt wrong, so terribly wrong—but she couldn’t stop.
    Nate released her hair and slowly, still moaning, she lowered her head, the waves of her body-shaking orgasm slowly ebbing. A look of pure anger had taken over the conflicting emotions on Spencer’s face. He hadn’t moved from the spot where he had thrown open the door to the massage room.
    Nate removed his manhood, still slightly stiff, from her passage. She moaned quietly with the sudden sensation of lack. She was breathing hard, her mind a swirling whirlpool above the calm bliss that was settling into her body.
    “Outside,” Spencer said. His voice was like cold steel, chilling her to the bone. She realized he was looking not at her, but at Nate. “As soon as you get your pants up.”
    With that, he turned and strode out, hitting the door hard with his palm. The slam echoed behind him in the steamy sauna air.
    Jess tried to regain her breathing. Her legs felt like jelly. Before she could stand, she buried her head in her hands. What have I done?
    ***
    Somehow she managed to get her clothes on and leave the spa, practically stumbling out in her daze. She could hardly wrap her mind around what had happened.
    “Are you going to be okay?” Nate had asked her as she strode out the door, gripping her hands. They had each dressed in tense silence.
    “I think so,” she managed. “Are you?” She had no idea what Spencer intended to do when he met Nate outside.
    Nate shook his head dismissively. “I’ll be fine. Spencer is no threat,” he said. “Jess, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to cause you any kind of pain. I wasn’t planning on any of this, I just…” He trailed off, then pulled her close. “I couldn’t help myself,” he whispered, gently putting his lips to her jawbone. She shivered and closed her eyes. As awful as it was to admit, he was turning her on all over again.
    “I’ll come by and see you later,” he whispered in her ear.
    “Okay,” she whispered back without fully realizing what she was saying. The man seemed to cast a spell on her. He released her, casting one last devastating look at her with his vivid green eyes.
    Now she was finding her way back to her cabin—luckily the spa was just off the main trail, so she was able to get her bearings fairly easily. The sun was just setting. The breathtaking explosion of color burst over the mountain to the west, oranges, pinks, and reds bleeding into the velvety cobalt-blue sky. The spicy scent of pine needles wafted on the breeze. It was hard to believe that nature could stay so placid and unchanged despite the turmoil going on inside her.
    She tried to get her thoughts in order as she picked her way down the trail in the growing darkness.