fluff, allusion to but no actual spice, use of nicknames literally once. not proof read and no word count on this one just know it’s very short n sweet 🤍
i miss my little cowboy show.. so here’s a small domestic glimpse into a untitled little fic world i have in my head! maybe one day i’ll write it all down and hit post.
dust floated soundlessly through the single stream of sunlight peaking through the curtains. the cold montana winter wind whistled across the windows as you stretched carefully. the firm arm wrapped snug around your waist squeezing carefully in response caused you to smile.
“was wonderin’ when you were gonna wake up.” kayce’s voice was still rough with sleep. speaking gently, almost afraid of bursting the bubble you two shared happily.
“says the guy who could sleep through a hurricane.”
“we live in a landlocked state, baby. don’t have to worry about those here.” he sighed as he moved to press a tender kiss the the skin behind your ear and you shook your head.
smart ass.
“you love my ass.” okay so you did say that out loud.
“in those cowboy cuts?” you turn around to face him, his hand never leaving your bare waist in the process “what’s not to love.” your eyes finally met his and you felt that familiar tug in your heart.
you brought your hand up to brush a piece of hair off his forehead before resting your hand against his cheek.
“we really should get up..” the tips of your fingers brushed against the stubble there as you pressed yourself into him ever so slightly. kayce craned his head down gently, his lips brushing against yours briefly before capturing your soft lips between his slightly rougher ones.
“five more minutes.” he mumbled against you, a smile spreading across his face when you hummed in agreement.
the two of you weren’t leaving the bed anytime soon.
I saw somewhere about Viktor being vampire coded and Jayce being werewolf coded and now I just wanna be that sandwich
I’m also sorry if it’s confusing xD
Theres a ringing in your ears, a pain in your leg and your whole body, the ground was closer than you remember. You cough your lungs engulfing dust and rubble. What happened? You remember clash shattering and an explosion, you had only just walked into the council room when it went off. There’s someone shaking your shoulder, someone yelling, you know that voice, Mel? You blink your eyes open seeing her knelt beside you shaking you. There’s relief in her face when you open your eyes and she sits you up as cough again and your hearing slowly returns. You focus on the ruin of the council room, everyone’s dead-
“Hey, can you hear me?” Mel cups your cheeks a moment gently tapping them before clicking her fingers by your ears.
“Yeah- I can” you move her hands and she sighs in relief.
“What happened?” You manage as she goes to help you up, you cry in pain though and look down to your leg, you almost pass out at the sight quickly covering your eyes and whimpering.
“Don’t look” Mel quickly covers it with your jacket and ties your leg off making you cry again.
“VIKTOR!” theres a yell in the council room, Mel quickly looks and you urge her to go. You see Jayce stand and leg it to a pile of rubble. You struggle to get up so you opt for dragging yourself on the floor. Thats when you see them both in view, Jayce over Viktor’s unconscious body, tearing off his shirt performing CPR. Your mind slows and reels at the scene, everything feels in slow motion Jayce’s body moving quickly trying to revive Viktor before he’s lifting him and running. Mel returns to your side quickly as guards begin to rush in.
“Mel-“ you feel tears down your face watching Jayce run with Viktor in his arms.
“They’ll be alright” she says but there’s no real truth in her words as you let out a broken cry. You weren’t ready to say goodbye, you weren’t ready to see his sweet face leave. You’re lifted to the medical wing your leg broken the bone sticking out. You pass out along the way world dimming in pain and darkness.
The next time you wake you focus on your surroundings, a hospital room, you feel the pain in your leg numbed and your mind comes back. Viktor, Jayce- you need to see them now. You curse the cast on your leg and stumble out of the hospital room. You lean against the wall and hobble painfully to the receptionist.
“Miss-!” She says shocked but you don’t care, your teeth are gritted and you lean heavily against the counter.
“Jayce Talis, Viktor where are they?” You say and she fumbles a bit.
“Now! Please!” You beg. Someone escorts you to a private room, you have crutches as support as you walk to Viktor’s room. You stand outside it a moment before knocking softly you hear shuffling movement before Jayce opens the door.
“Please I said-“ he stops as he sees you, eyes wide he says your name softly before he hugs you tightly. You feel tears roll down your face as you let the crutches go and hug him back.
“How’s the leg?” He asks pulling back keeping you steady.
“Doesn’t matter” you say seeing Viktor on the bed. There’s a bunch of tubes in him, he has a breathing machine attached to him the sight makes your stomach coil.
“Jayce” you whisper with tears in your eyes, he helps you inside and closes the door, you walk over to where Viktor lays, too still, too pale, it’s worse than the last time you saw him in here. You can’t control your emotions as tears roll down your face and you almost collapse. Jayce is quick to settle you on a chair nearby hushing you gently.
“I’m not ready” you sob and Jayce takes in a shaky breath his emotions clear too.
“I know, I know I’m not either” he says his tears falling as well.
There’s no improvement, Viktor lays in a state of a death like sleep. You nor Jayce leave his room often, you both not wanting to say goodbye. Many times you’ve both yelled at the doctors when they said it may be time to let him go. You were never one to show your emotions so easily but this? This turned a switch.
It’s around midnight you think, time doesn’t matter in this room anymore. You’re curled up on the bed Jayce had brought in your broken leg stretched out. It’s been two months now, with the severity of the break yourself still going to have this cast on for months. It doesn’t matter though, you’re alive and Viktor is lying on that bed in a shut down body. You don’t know who goes first, you or Jayce on a tandem of finding a cure, like anyone could possibly cure death. Viktor’s right limbs are changed by the Arcane, a strange purple, grey colour. After Jayce saw what it had done he destroyed it, that fracture in there friendship never healed properly, neither apologised fully and now Jayce didn’t have a chance too. You’ve got books, notes and crumble papers everywhere in the lab, you don’t remember when you started being this invested in fixing things. You lean against the table, head on your arms as you feel yourself drift off to sleep.
You dream of woods, ones you’ve never seen, you’re running your legs are burning, heart pounding but you need to get away. There’s something behind you chasing you, howling in the background. You slam into something though the air knocked out of you, you look up seeing a hooded figure. Images flash into your mind, fangs, blood, fur, canines, it’s too much flickering.
“Change is the only way” the voice is eerie, one you don’t know before the figure is gone, the howl closer than before and rustling in the underbrush before it launches
You scream awake shooting up, you pant and grasp the table in front of you. Your heart pounds and you’re covered in sweat. You jolt when the door opens almost jumping off the chair.
“Hey” Jayce mutters as he walks in the lab. You look at him frowning, his hairs a little longer his beard has grown slightly, he’s got bags under his eyes though, his face a little sunken in.
“What’s wrong?” He asks as images flick in your mind. Canines, brown fur, golden eyes. You wince and hold your head, Jayce comes closer his hand on your shoulder gently. You feel claws in your skin though and yell in pain stumbling away. It ends up with you on the floor and a worried Jayce in front of you with his hands up. You stare at his hands, they’re normal, no sharp claws. You look to your shoulder and nothing. You feel overwhelmed, tears in your eyes as you apologise. Jayce soothes you instantly coming down to kneel by you, holding you close. You don’t feel any claws this time, just his warmth.
“We both need rest” he says helping you off the floor careful of your casted leg. You sigh but nod and follow him out of the lab on your crutches. Your apartments been forgotten over the last two months, Jayce’s is closer to the hospital so you stay there instead in his spare room. You fall onto your bed, sort of, careful not to jolt your leg as you sigh and close your eyes again.
You dream of the woods again, but there’s another chasing you, they’re faster, quieter moving in the shadows. It’s dark, the full moon high above you, you run till you can’t, till you collapse on the floor with your lungs bursting for air. You feel it before you see it, the creep of coldness on your skin the prickle on fear on the back of your neck.
“You’ll taste so sweet” it whispers and you know that voice. There’s a figure over you pinning you to ground before two cold small shards pierce your neck. You faintly hear a low growl behind you and listen to the laugh the figure on top of you lets out.
“Jayce” he chuckles and you know who it is, Viktor, his hairs longer, his body fuller his eyes a swirl of colours. You follow his gaze and you see the beast, hunched over golden eyes staring at you and him both. A wolf like body, hunched over tail swishing behind.
“He’s possessive” Viktor leans down and whispers in your ear teasingly his tongue sliding across your neck.
“Why’re you surprised to see me?” He sits up again his body still straddling yours.
“You’re dead” you whisper.
“Dead? Hardly, my heart may not beat but I’ve not felt this alive in years” he grins and you see two pointed fangs. Another growl leaves the beast and Viktor laughs again.
“Come my love” he lifts a hand and reaches out for the beast. It walks over on all fours nuzzling its head into Viktor palm.
“You don’t recognise him?” Viktor asks looking to you. You frown at them both and listen to the low whine the wolf like beast lets out. You stare at its eyes, golden- Golden like Jayce’s.
“Jayce” you whisper in shock and Viktor chuckles softly a smile on his lips as he pets the wolf head.
“Wake now sweet thing” Viktor whispers before you jolt upward surrounded by the faint glow of the sun and Jayce’s spare room.
Warnings: Smut, angst, cheating, rough sex and slight degradation.
Summary: Rip knows that Y/N slept with one of the cowboys, but will he be able to figure out which one? Also, Kayce and Y/N finally talk about what they want and which leads to *ahem* sexual relations and the official start of the affair.
Authors Note: This story is on Wattpad with an OC! My username is smashedrose and it keeps the same premise, although I would like to edit it further in the future.
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“Well who the fuck did then?” I hear my cousin state angrily “Shes not even twenty one yet, and here you are sneaking her into a bar and using her as a pawn.”
“I wasn’t twenty one when you snuck me in either.” Beth groans
“Yeah will this ain’t about us. She has had enough to deal with and here you are dragging her into your battles.” Rip yells, pacing and glaring at the blonde woman standing in front of him.
I make my way near the bunkhouse when I hear him yell at me “This ain’t over for you either! I didn’t bring you here for you to treat it like some damn dating game!”
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The boys eventually came back around dusk and went to their beds, leaving me alone with my thoughts.
How am I going to confront Kayce?
What happened to Jenkins?
Why don’t I feel guilty?
My thoughts are interrupted by the break of the door, which I almost missed due to the loud snoring coming from under my bunk. I open my eyes to adjust to the dark and hear a voice whisper my name.
“Y/N? Ya up?” I glance over and see Kayce standing near the wall, trying to stay hidden in case anyone happened to be up.
“Yeah, just give me one second. I’ll meet you outside.” I whisper back before climbing out of bed quietly and slipping on a coat and shoes.
Here goes nothing.
I make my way out the door and find him sitting on the fence staring at the sunrise. I make my way over to him, limping slightly due to the wooden bench he fucked me on a few hours before. Coming to a rest near him, I look up and he sighs.
“Look. You didn’t have to agree to-“
“When we’re you going to tell me you had a wife?” I ask, anxiety rushing through me and wanting to get this conversation over with as fast as possible.
“Beth told you.” He groans and looks at his hands “Look, I wasn’t expecting this to happen. At least not this soon. I was just happy for once talking to you and forgot.”
“You forgot you had a wife?” I’m taken aback by this, was he always such an asshole?
“No. I knew I had one and trust me I wish I didn’t.” He jumps off the fence and comes to stand next to me, taking my hands in his “I understand if you want to end whatever this was. You can walk away and i’ll call it a drunken one night stand.”
“I don’t know what to-“ I start but he continues speaking.
“But I barely know you and i’m so fucking attracted to you and I just need an escape.”
I look down at his calloused hands on top of mine, taking a deep breath before replying “I’ll be your escape for a few weeks before I leave. But the second this gets messy, I’m out.”
He looks relieved by this and nods his head, placing a kiss on top of mine.
“Oh and also, don’t do that lovey shit cause unlike you I’m not married and tend to fall easily.”
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I wake up back in my bunk alone, after spending the sunrise with Kayce. I look around and see everyone else getting ready for the day.
I’m gonna need a hot shower after last night.
I knock on the door only to hear a man yell “One fucking second!” Before opening it, clad in only a towel around his waist. I recognize him as the one with the guitar and hear him let out a laugh.
“Well darlin’ if I knew it was you I wouldn’t have used that tone. Wanna hop on in?” He winks, making me roll my eyes and slam the door. Grabbing my shoes and heading outside.
“Where ya going?” I hear him yell as I make my way down the gravel path to Rip’s house. I take a deep breath and knock on the door, hoping his anger subsided.
The door opens and he seems surprised to see me, saying nothing as I make my way inside and look around. “Where’s your shower?”
“Take one later, you’re gonna be covered in cow shit today.” He says and motions me out the door “And also, don’t think I forgot. We’re gonna be having a talk later.”
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I spent the whole day palpating cows and I was indeed covered in cow shit. I was pissed off beyond belief and my back still hurt, so I headed back into the empty bunkhouse.
God damn bed. That bench would’ve been more comfortable than that sorry piece of shit.
Opening the door, i’m greeted by the sight of Kayce sitting on my bed with his legs dangling off.
“You sure know how to turn a guy on.” He laughs taking in my appearance.
“Shut the fuck up and either fuck me in that shower or get out.” I state, begging to slip off my clothes.
“They’re gonna come back soon, i’ll take you to the main house and i’ll fuck you any way you want there.” He jumps off the bed and wrinkles his nose “But please do shower.”
I punch his arm lightly and grab a change of clothes, following him out the door and attempting to be as discreet as possible.
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A shower is exactly what I needed. I stepped out and wrapped myself in a towel, feeling my foul mood subside and the stress from the day melt off. I creak open the door, seeing Kayce laying on the bed waiting for me.
“Well? Still want me to fuck you?” He asks, motioning to the bed.
I drop the towel and sit down next to him, leaning up the kiss him only to be shut down by this hand wrapping around my neck and his mouth near my ear.
“After that little outburst I think you deserve a little punishment.” He bites down on the earlobe before flipping me over on my stomach and angling my ass in the air.
He reaches his hand down to rest on my core and lets out a groan at the wetness that drips on it. “Damn Y/N, all ready for me.” He slips a finger in and makes the come hither motion, making me moan into the pillow.
I hear a belt buckle and jeans hit the floor and feet the hot head of his dick on my opening. I push back slightly, in an attempt to stick it in me, and i’m bet with a harsh swat on the ass making me scream.
“I’m in charge right now.” And with that he shoves his full length in me, making me see stars.
His pace is brutal, hands gripping my ass and occasionally spanking me. I’m at a loss for words and feel his hands in my hair, yanking me up while still fucking me.
“Shit- Fuck Kayce yes-“ He spanks me again causing me to scream.
“You think you’ve been a good girl? Think you deserve this dick?” He asks, headboard slamming ruthlessly against the wall.
I cant reply, caught up in the brutal pounding and I feel his hand make his way onto my clit, rubbing harshly and making my legs jello.
I fall back down, shaking and can feel my orgasm quickly building. He leans back down and says “Tell me, do you think you deserve to cum?”
“Please. Please!” I moan out, biting the pillows.
“Well if you say so.” He chuckles and continues to rub me while keeping up his pace. I can feel the beads of sweat hitting me but and my mind is in fragments as I feel the dam break.
He groans and I can feel him finish inside me, hot spurts of cum leaking out of me as he pulls out. Kayce lays down next to me panting and tucks a few strands of hair away from my face.
“Stay with me tonight? Everyone is out of the house.”
I nod with a smile and scoot closer, making him wrap his arms around me and as my head lays on his chest.
Warnings: Smut, cheating, rough sex, overstimulation, choking, degrading language, and a tiny age gap.
Prompt: Y/N recently moved into the bunkhouse after reconnecting with her cousin, Rip. During her first night she runs into Kayce and sparks fly, leading to a passionate night and a rude interruption. Set during season one when Monica took off with Tate to live with her parents.
Authors Note: I do not condone cheating and i’m in no way affiliated with the show. I wish. This is purely fiction.
Also might make this a series so let me know if you want a part two! We need more Kayce fanfiction.
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Growing up my father always told me that my only remaining cousin was a monster for what he did to my uncle. I never knew what had happened but the question lingered in my mind even now as a 20 year old. My father wasn’t a nice man and the second I got my scholarship for Montana State University I left his drunken ass behind to pursue my own dreams.
If only he could see me now, I think to myself, sitting across from my so-called evil cousin. “So uh, what is your major?” Rip asked me while staring at his hands. A few minutes before he had told me what truly happened during that fated night so many years ago. “Animal Science actually.” I reply and he looks surprised at my revelation. “Well no shit, how about over your winter break you come with me and work at Dutton Ranch and gain some experience. I know your Daddy ain’t giving ya a home for christmas.” He says.
Everyone in this damned state knew of the Duttons and I was taken aback by his offer. “Are you serious?” I ask, hopeful that he’s not the mean man my father always made him out to be. “Yeah of course. I’d like to get to know ya considering you’re all I have left.”
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Now here I am, staring at the door to the bunkhouse that will be my home for the next few weeks. “You’re boss is really okay with this?” I whisper, nervous that I’ll walk in and make a fool of myself. “Of course, plus we’re about to be working on a bunch of new heifers and need more hands.” Rip chuckles, opening up the door.
The second I walk in it reeks of beer and the foul smelling scent of man. I wrinkle my nose, causing Rip to laugh and lead me over to the group of men playing cards. “This is my baby cousin Y/N, y’all don’t lay a single finger on her she’s here to help out over the break.” He sternly states, glaring at the man with guitar who was looking me up and down.
“Which bunk is open?” I ask the group of gawking men. They all stare at each other as if to gauge their reactions until finally the oldest cowboys says “Back left one.”
I make my way to my bed and set my hat on the floor, nervous about what I got myself into. I grew up riding horses and working cattle but i’d never been fully emerged into the lifestyle like this. I needed air to breathe so I put on my jacket and headed outside, marveling at the night sky.
I sat there for a while until I heard someone come up to me, expecting it to be Rip I pay no mind to it and continue to stare up at the sky.
“Who are you?” I hear a deep voice behind me ask. Startled, I turn around and see a man with dirty blonde hair and a slight beard towering over me. “Uh I’m Y/N.” I say staring up at the stranger. His eyes widen and he laughs, coming to sit down next to me on the grass. “Oh shit, you’re Rip’s cousin. I was expecting a child from the way he described you.” He says, laughing still.
I smirk and look back up, shaking my head. “Nah, I’m in college.” I laugh. I can feel his body heat radiating off him and realize I don’t even know his name. “Do you have a name?” I ask, to which he replies “I’m Kacey.” and takes a swig out of a bottle he had been holding.
“Well Kacey, you mind sharing?” I glance down at his bottle and back up at him, trying not to look like i’m checking him out. “Are ya 21?” He asks “In 2 months I will be.” I cheekily reply, grasping the bottle in his hands.
“Hell, close enough for me.”
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I can’t remember how we got here but next thing I know i’m on his lap with my hands in his hair, empty bottle discarded who knows where. His lips are on mine and he bites down on my lower lip gently, causing me to moan.
“Gotta be quiet, can’t let them know we’re out here doing this.” He whispers before attacking my lips again. I begin to slowly shift my hips and whisper in his ear “Well then why don’t you take me somewhere else?”.
He slowly stands up with me still in his arms, refusing to break the kiss. My body feels wobbly from either the alcohol, Kayce stumbling to a barn, or both. My mind races as he sets me down on a bench before rushing to shut the barn doors.
“Now, where we’re we?” He says before ripping his shirt off and laying on top of me. I feel up and down his chest, tracing my fingers over the brand. Huh, I guess the rumors about that were true.
But my exploration of him was cut short as he gripped my hands and held them over my head, attacking my neck with kisses. At this point I couldn’t hold in the moans and let go, knowing we were secluded enough. He reaches one hand down to lift my shirt, while still holding me on the wooden bench. His face retreats from my neck and he smirks at my lack of bra.
“You expecting to get with someone tonight?” He winks and I giggle looking up “Nah, it was more comfortable with this shirt.”
He leans down close to my ear and whispers “Good, because I don’t like sharing.”. He begins to lower his body down to my waist and eventually his face comes parallel to my belt buckle. “Ladies first.” He smirks and takes off the belt, along with my pants and underwear.
The cool air hits me and I subconsciously close my legs, making him look up. “You want this?” He asks before proceeding. I nod my head and smile “If you don’t fuck me right now i’ll find someone who will.” And with that his mouth is on my clit and he is sucking feverishly.
I cant help but scream, it’s been a while and he was just so good. He raises his head and teaches his hand up to place over my mouth and gets back to work.
He stops the torture on my clit and traces his tongues across every crevice, taking extra time with the places that encourage a muffled groan. His tongue feels like heaven and I can feel myself getting close, not knowing how long it has been.
Eventually he focuses on my clit again and adds a single finger, causing me to fall apart. In an instant I’m a quivering mess being held down by this arm as he continues his onslaught.
Once he’s satisfied he gets up and wipes a hand over his face, only to lip the juices back up. His hands fly to his jeans and they’re quickly removed, thrown into a pile with mine and he’s back on top of me in an instant.
“Your turn?” I ask hopefully, reaching down to stroke him. “No darlin, we’ll have time for that later. First I wanna be inside of you.” He groans and slowly pushes himself into me, stretching me open.
“Holy fuck.” I moan and cling to his back for support. “Holy fuck is right. You’re so fucking tight.” He says and begins thrusting in and out, picking up the pace as he goes.
His hands are everywhere, gripping me and eventually coming to rest on my neck, tightening as he moves faster. I can feel my body riding up and down the rough bench and although I know it’ll hurt tomorrow, it just felt so good in the moment.
“F-fuck Kayce, yes please don’t stop.” I cry out and with that he picks up his pace even more, slamming me into the bench with his hips. “Wasn’t planning on it.”
He shifts his hand around my neck to place his thumb on my mouth which I gladly accept and suck. He groans at the sight and grips my face hard and moans out “You like that? You like being my little slut?”
The pleasure was too much for me and I couldn’t take it anymore, looking up at him I moan out “You’re gonna make me cum again.”
He grips my thighs and spreads them wide, watching as I spiraled out of control. “Yeah? You gonna cum on this dick and let the whole ranch know who’s fucking you this good?” He mutters out and I lose it, screaming out his name into the night.
I feel him pulse within me and he collapses on top of me, kissing my cheek while panting. I groan from his weight and run my fingers through his hair.
Suddenly, we hear a knock on the door and a female laugh.
“Damn Kayce, Monica and Rip ain’t gonna be too happy about this.”
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Part Two…
Authors Note: The next part is linked at the bottom! This is going to be a new series I will eventually move to Wattpad. I do not condone or
Authors Note: The next part is linked at the bottom! This is going to be a new series I will eventually move to Wattpad. I do not condone or support cheating this is purely fiction.
Warnings: Cheating, angst, mentions of sexual situations, mentions of blackmail, and violence. (No smut in this part but stay tuned for part three!)
Summary: Kayce comes to terms with what just happened and Y/N discovers his marriage and is conflicted. Should she continue or should she do what Beth says to prevent her from telling everyone?
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I stare in shock at the man laying over me, confused and ashamed that we got caught. I hadn’t even been there a day and I’m already hooking up with one of the cowboys, or at least I hope he’s just a cowboy and not one of the sons.
He gets off me in an instant and rushes to put on his jeans, throwing me mine and making a silent motion over his mouth with his finger. I nod and slip on my jeans, heart pounding as he goes to creak the door open, his body shielding the woman’s gaze from me.
“What makes you think i’m with Rip’s cousin?” I hear Kayce ask, making the woman laugh. “Well unless we happened to pick up that stripper Rip’s been wanting that would mean you’re either with me or with baby Wheeler. And I may be a mean son of a bitch but incest just ain’t my thing.” She says.
They’re related? I think to myself, mind whirling with questions about who I just slept with. And I know Rip would flip but who’s Monica and why would she also have the same reaction?
I shake the thoughts away and make my way to the door, laying a hand on his back letting him know it’s okay that she sees me. She looks me up and down and smiles to herself “Damn. Y’all’s family must’ve won the fucking gene lottery.”
I let out an awkward laugh and shuffle a bit, nervous about what i’m going to ask. “Can you please not tell him? We just met again after years apart and I don’t want him to think of me as some whore. I’ll do anything name your price.”
She seems thoughtful for a moment and I can see her mind brewing with ideas before she widens her eyes and smiles. “I’ll tell ya what, I won’t tell Rip OR Monica.” She glances at Kayce who’s looking at his shoes, wanting to be anywhere but here “But you little lady are going to help me with something. I can use those good looks of yours for a little business venture.”
“What the he’ll do you mean Beth she just got here don’t get her involved with-“ Kayce starts but is cut short when the woman, apparently called Beth, rolls her eyes and scoffs. “Don’t worry, it’s not anything that has to do with the ranch. Just a little favor for good old Daddy.”
“Beth I swear to god if you use her as a pawn for you’re fucking feud with Jenkins i’ll kill ya.” Kayce replies, catching onto whatever she is wanting me to do. I’m left confused and standing to the side, still trying to piece together what just happened.
“So what do you say little lady? Gonna accept or do you wanna be known as the fuck toy for your stay?” She states, wearing a smile as if knowing what i’m about to say. “Fine I’ll do it. But don’t you dare tell rip or whoever the fuck Monica is.”
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Apparently, what I agreed to was far less that what I was expecting. Beth led me to the main house and I stop in my tracks, piecing together the fact that she’s THE Beth Dutton.
I stare at her with my mouth open and quickly close it, before asking the question that I knew the answer to. “So, um Kayce is a Dutton?” I mumbled, looking down at my boots as we step onto the front porch. “You got a lot to learn around here but yes. I’m assuming you know who I am then?”
“Yeah, kinda figured it out considering I was told not to enter this house unless invited.”
“Who the fuck told ya that?”
“Rip.” I state and with that she smirks before turning towards me. “Well you can tell your dear cousin that the same rules apply to him. Never seen him follow that damn rule in my life.”
I nod and make my way inside, taken aback by the decor. Growing up, we never had much money so walking into this place felt like walking into a palace. Glancing around, I follow her down a hall before asking more questions about what she wants from me.
“So i’m just gonna seduce him? Isn’t he married?” I ask, while entering the bedroom door. “Yeah and you obviously don’t got an issue with that considering Kayce.”
“Wait- What?! He’s married?” I am wide eyed and my heart comes to a stop, realizing that Monica is his wife. “He didn’t tell ya? What a shame, I thought I was beginning to like you.”
“You liked me more when you thought I was a home wrecker?”
“Honestly yeah, never liked Monica and had been waiting on my little brother to do this. Hell, him not being able to keep his dick in his pants is what got him married in the first place.”
I’m in a state of shock, alcohol still in my system and I can’t help but laugh. Not out of joy of course but more out of shock that I’m in this situation in the first place. She shakes her head and smiles before heading to a wardrobe, pulling out a silk dress and heels.
“Alright Y/N, put this on and we’ll be on our way.”
I stare at the sage green dress and tan heels, admiring the way it glistened in the light. “Are you sure? If anything happens to this there’s no way that i can aff-“ I’m cut off by her.
“Don’t worry about that, think of it as a welcoming gift for my dear brothers mistress. God knows I’ve been waiting for it.” And my heart drops again at her name for me. Mistress. I just came here for work experience, not to be thrown into a fucking affair. I make a mental note to talk to Kayce after this and figure out what he really wants.
Besides, if Monica doesn’t find out what do I have to lose? I’ll be out of here in a few weeks and back at college, never seeing him again.
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Beth leads me into the hotel bar before coming to a stop near an older man with grey hair. His eyes seem to devour me and I discreetly shift, uncomfortable at the situation I put myself in.
“Well Dan, what a surprise running into you here.” Beth says, coming to sit down next to him. I take that as my cue to sit down next to him and lean over the bar, trying to get this done with as fast as possible.
“You’re not gonna introduce me to your friend?” He says, eyes still on me with a twinkle in his eyes. Fucking disgusting why did I agree to this, hell why did I agree to come to the ranch in the first place. My thoughts are interrupted by beth’s laugh and her words.
“This is Y/N, she’s a wrangler and what I would like to call a family friend.”
If that isn’t the biggest lie i’ve heard all night then I don’t know what is.
“Well Y/N it’s a pleasure to meet you. Tell me, how did the Yellowstone come to find you? I thought y’all only had murderous cowboys and land hungry old men.”
“Like you?” I hear beth say, sending a silent glare at me to not give any information about myself. Jenkins, or Dan as Beth calls him, rolls his eyes and faces her.
“And what do you want? You ruined my fucking marriage. You befriended my wife. What else could you possibly want from me?”
She smirks and grabs his face, running her nails over his skin. “Wanna come home with me and my friend? I can promise you, we’ll make it worth your while.”
She had already told me of her plan so I wasn’t taken aback, but the reality set in when she said those words. Was I really about to lead a man I barely know to his own death because I slept with a married man?
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I step out of the car, shaking. I knew what was coming, someone would come up behind him and drag him off to who knows where to do god knows what to him. Breathing in the cool air, I hear him step out and the sound of feet running towards him.
Closing my eyes, I wrap my arms around my waist and pray for this moment to be over. I hear screams and the sound of horses leading him away, and I shakily look at my feet.
A pair of boots are in front of me and I hesitantly look up, coming face to face with Rip.
“What the hell Beth. She doesn’t wear the brand why the fuck would you get Y/N involved in this?” He angrily asks, storming towards her and grabbing her arms.
“Met her tonight and figured I could use her. Relax, nothing happened to her.”
“Then why the fuck does she have those marks on her neck? Huh? You used my cousin as a fucking prostitute.”
Beth just laughs at this and winks at me, as if to say my secret is safe with her. I almost believe her until I hear “Trust me, Jenkins isn’t the one that marked up that pretty little neck.”
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Part Three…
Warnings: Smut, angst, cheating, rough sex and slight degradation.
Summary: Rip knows that Y/N slept with one of the cowboys, but will he be
