Harper's Little Spitfire (Harper's Series) (16 page)

Kaidence looked up as she used her hand to cover the sun out of her eyes. Lilly rolled over and splashed more mud into Bri’s face as Sage lay unmoving in the water and mud.

“Well, shit, we’re busted,” Kaidence grumbled.

Crossing his arms over his chest, he glanced towards Sage, her eyes closed as her chest rose and fell quickly at the playing around they were doing.

“I didn’t know it was mud wrestling week at the ranch. If I had known, I would have brought extra money and condoms,” Brett said beside him with a laugh.

Bri and Lilly stood and started to wipe the mud from themselves. They were absolutely covered in it from head to toe; you couldn’t even make out the actual colour of their clothing due to the amount of mud they had covering them.

“Zeb, you want to take these two to the outside shower? Make sure they don’t go inside looking like that, or we’ll get our asses kicked by Mum.”

“I can take them, if you want,” Lance offered. His twin brother, AJ, standing beside him nodded his head too, as their eyes never left Bri or Lilly’s forms in front of them.

Waving his hand towards them, they took the two of them back towards the house.

Kaidence sat up. “So who do I get, big boy?”

Caleb and Zeb sided up to him; Caleb grinned down at the two girls.

He looked over to where the rest of the men were. He only trusted one out of the three standing there. Raising his head towards Dex, Kaidence’s eye glanced over at who he had picked for her.

Dex walked over, and held out his hand for her to take. “Well, hello there, handsome,” she said as he pulled her up and straight into his chest. Her hands slid over his upper body and started to slide back down, but he stopped her hands with his. “I like very much,” she gleamed.

“Have fun with that one, Dex,” Caleb called out with a laugh after him, as he made his way towards the house.

Looking at the two men left standing, one of them stepped forward, obviously wanting to take Sage to the shower. Before Logan had a chance to intercept, Zeb moved in front of him and said the words they all would have, “Not a fucking hope in hell of that happening.”

“You both can head over the north end and round up the horses in the back paddock,” Logan said, not taking his eyes from Sage.

They both mumbled something under their breaths, but he didn’t care. They weren’t going anywhere near Sage.

Logan knelt down to where Sage lay; her eyes opened and caught his. His breath left his lungs in a heap as her eyes searched his face.

“What the fuck did you think you were doing, spitfire?”

Sitting up quickly, she faced him. “What the fuck was I doing? I didn’t start this; it was Kaidence. She wanted to see all of you wet.”

“And you had no part in it, right?”

She lowered her head.

“I thought so. It was a completely stupid thing to do, especially with the men already horny as shit with the four of you all here. And what the fuck are you wearing? Couldn’t you have picked something less revealing?”

“What?” She stood up from where she was and placed her hands on her hips. “I did nothing to those men besides being nice to them when we arrived. And with my clothes, which you have no fucking say in, Logan, it’s close to forties out here. What the hell do you expect me to wear? A fucking nun’s outfit?”

“Stop swearing, Sage.” Logan stepped in front of her as she stood her ground. “Those men are only extra nice to you because they want inside of your panties. A place none of them are allowed. I would rather you wear something that didn’t show off your body to the rest of the workers here. I’m sick of hearing them saying the ways they want to take you.”

Pushing her finger into his chest, she shot out, “That’s not my problem, Logan. If they want inside of these panties,” she said as she grabbed her crotch, “they can try all they want, because the only one getting into them will be me, and only me.” She pushed past him and walked off.

Logan stomped after her and spun her around. “I will be back in them, spitfire. You can count on that,” he growled. God, she frustrated him to no end. Oh, he was going to be deep inside of her soon, very soon. He didn’t know what he wanted to do more, spank her ass, or take her against the barn, him buried inside of her wet heat.

“You lost that privilege when you told me what to wear, and saying that no one else is allowed near this,” she said, flashing her hand down her body. Pulling her arm out of his grip, she stepped back.

“Stop flaunting yourself in front of them. Then I won’t tell you what to wear.”

Her hand shot out and slapped him across the face. The sting from her hand connecting to his cheek burned. She gasped at her action, but hid it quickly and replaced it with anger covering her face.

“I’ll do what the hell I want, Logan. You or your brothers do not, and I repeat, do not own any part of me. You can all go to hell!” she yelled, spun around and took off running towards the house.

“Go make sure she is all right, Zeb,” Logan said with a stern voice.

“Well that went great,” Caleb grumbled beside him.

“What else was I to say or do, bro? She has no fucking idea what she is doing to the men out here, and especially us.”

He knew he was harsh on her, but she had to understand most of the men wanted her any way they could, and it pissed him off. But she didn’t have to flaunt herself around them all, showing off her perfect little body to the world. That body of hers wasn’t meant for anyone besides the three of them standing there, all hard for the little spitfire that loved to push their buttons any way she could, and she did a fine job of it now. Logan almost laughed at how successfully she had pushed his damn buttons.

His erection pressed painfully against his wet jeans. After seeing her, sliding around in the mud with her girlfriends, he wanted more than ever to get rid of them and strip her bare, as he took his time, loving every single dirty inch of her before they all shared her between the three of them.

They were all waiting for Mac to realise what she meant to him, but with the way he was acting towards her, it was clear Mac didn’t want anything to do with her. Logan was getting impatient at waiting for Mac to admit his feelings to them or her, but he would be in on their little action with her once he saw them all together. Logan was sure of it. It was almost cruel what Logan had planned to get Mac to realise what she meant to them, but it was the only way to do things.

Maybe it was time to sit down with her and explain that she belonged to them and had for the last ten years. It was time he, Caleb and Zeb claimed her as their own. They had enough of waiting for Mac. It was time now. For crying out loud, if they waited any longer, they would lose her completely. Glancing at Caleb, he knew by the look he gave him, it was happening soon between them all. No one was going to stop them from taking what was theirs. Not without a fight.

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S
age shook her head as she passed the outback shower with Bri in it; she wasn’t alone. Smiling softly to herself as she stepped through the kitchen door, she scoffed at the thought that everyone was getting laid besides her. Stepping quietly up the stairs and glancing back behind her, making sure she wasn’t leaving a trail of mud, she knew she should have waited for the shower to free up outside. Knowing Bri, she would take all the time in the world to get cleaned up.

Closing her door gently, she walked into her bathroom and stripped out of her dirty clothes. Turning the water on, she waited for the right temperature before she hopped under it.

The water was relaxing as it started to wash away the dirt covering her. Leaning her head against the wall as the water ran over her head, she was frustrated that Logan could think that of her. That she purposely dressed the way she did to stir all the men up. She didn’t do it for that reason. She only wanted to get the Harper boys’ blood pumping, not anyone else’s.

She wasn’t even looking at the other men the way she did with Logan, Caleb or Zeb. God, he pissed her off. She wanted them burning for her the way she was for them. Every time she saw any one of them, especially when they were all together, she wanted to jump them. But everything she did never worked out the way she had planned; it all seemed to crash around her. And it didn’t help one bit that Logan had to open his mouth and ruin it by saying she was flaunting herself for everyone to see.

Then he had the bloody nerve to tell her what to wear. Like she would have listened to that from him. If he knew half the stuff that she and the girls packed in their bags, he would have a heart attack. Payback was a bitch, and she was putting that in full swing.

Sage’s bathroom door opened softly, assuming it was one of the girls, she turned around under the water and scrubbed her face. As her hand lifted for the shampoo, the door to the shower opened, and there stood Zeb in a pair of dirty, ripped jeans. He never said anything as he stepped into the shower with her, jeans and all.

Closing her eyes, he wrapped his arms around her from behind and held her there, her head still leaning against the wall as his hands slid over her stomach. The slightest touch from him had her pulse accelerating. Her hands gripped the side of his jean-clad legs as he continued to stroke her.

Sage’s head came up and rested on his shoulder as his fingers slid lower down her body and stilled at the top of her hip. Both their breathing was heavy.

“Zeb,” she whimpered as soon as his fingers stopped moving.

“What do you need, spitfire?” he whispered into her ear.

Her body shivered at his words. Placing her hand over his, she guided their hands between her legs were she was aching to be touched.

Zeb’s finger brushed lightly over her inflamed clit; her back arched into his as his other hand slid up and captured her breast in his hand, tweaking her nipple.

Her hips rocked against his finger as he circled her opening; she didn’t want sweet right now, she wanted rough after what had happened out there.

Gripping his hand, she pushed harder against him.

Groaning, he nipped the side of her neck as he pushed two fingers deep inside of her. She gasped as his fingers moved in and out of her.

Wrapping one arm around his neck, she slid the other behind her and rubbed over his erection through his jeans. He was extremely hard, and by the feel of it, very painful as it stretched against the zipper.

Sliding the zipper down, she worked her hand in there and gripped him as his fingers pumped into her. Her legs began to shake from the force of the pleasure he was giving her.

Zeb removed his fingers, freed her hand from his jeans and spun her around. Dropping to his knees, he whispered, “Sweetheart, I need to taste that sweet nectar of yours.” He trailed light kisses down her stomach, over her hip and down her thigh. Lifting one of her legs over his shoulder, he looked up at her, his once light blue eyes now a darker shade of blue. Her pupils dilated knowing he was as turned on as she was right now.

“Keep your leg up here, and don’t scream. Mum and Dad are still here.”

As soon as the words left his mouth, his tongue slid inside of her as she gripped his wet hair with both of her hands.

Swirling his tongue around, left to right, he shifted up to her clit as a finger entered her. Nibbling on her bud, she squirmed in his grasp as he added a second finger, stroking her slowly. His other hand slid up her thigh from where he was holding it, and slid around and squeezed her ass.

He moaned against her clit; the rumble from it shot through her system. Sage’s skin was on fire at the incredible sensations bursting through her needy body. His fingers slid faster inside of her as his other finger lingered near her puckered hole. She pushed back against him, wanting to feel him everywhere.

“More,” she moaned. She didn’t know what she wanted more of, until he pushed further into her. She clenched around him as his fingers in her pussy glided in and out of her faster and faster. His finger pushed beyond the tight muscles in the ass. Gasping for air, Sage’s grip tightened on his head, pulling him harder against her.

His finger curled up in her ass as the ones deep inside of her hit that spot she could never get herself. Her body pulsed with release as she shifted her foot and rubbed over the bulge in his jeans.

“Oh God,” she whimpered as he slid another finger into her ass. She felt so full having all those fingers inside of her.

Her orgasm was approaching and fast. Her hips lurched forward with every thrust of his fingers. “Zeb, I need you inside of me.” She couldn’t believe the words that left her mouth, but she needed him now.

He growled against her clit, but never moved from where he was. Her body bowed as he slammed another finger inside of her pussy. Clenching around him, she bit her lip as her orgasm screamed through her system. Her head fell back against the wall as she pumped her hips against his mouth. Removing his mouth from her, he looked up as his fingers slowed dramatically. Her legs gave way as she slid down the wall while Zeb held onto her. Crushing her mouth to his, loving the taste of herself on his tongue, her hand slid down his body, and pushed his jeans down his hips.

He stood up, held himself in hand and rubbed the head of his erection over her lips. Her tongue snuck out and licked the tip of him. Hissing, he guided his cock into her mouth. Enclosing her mouth around the head of him, swirling her tongue from the tip and under the head of his shaft, he gripped the sides of her head as he started to move back and forth.

She gripped his legs, letting him control the speed he wanted to go. One of Sage’s hands slid up and massaged his balls in her palm, knowing from how tight they sat under his erection he wasn’t too far away from release.

Her tongue slid along the piercings as he pushed further down her throat. Swallowing around the head of him, he let go of her head as she wrapped her own hand around him. Removing her mouth, she fisted his cock as much as she could. Every time her hand came up, she licked the tip of him. Several times she did that, and then held the base of him, pulling at the piercings one by one with her teeth. Moaning, Zeb’s hips lunged forward, pushing him back into her mouth. She squeezed him at the base again as she slid her mouth up and down along him. Her core clenched, wanting him to slide deep inside of her. Feeling how hard he was as he moved in and out of her made her keen with desperation.