Martine, Missy - Star Wishes (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

by Missy Martine

  Quickly, he stepped back and fumbled with the stubborn buttons on his pants. When they were on the floor beside his shirt, he bent down and lifted her into his arms. He laid her down on the small bed, coming over her and sheltering her with his warmth. His big hands eased up the length of her rib cage and hovered at the base of her breasts.

  His mouth moved downward, covering the rosy tip, and tugged gently, her fingers coming up to grip his shoulders. He let one of his hands cup the underside of her breast and squeezed, before trailing around her hips to caress the cheeks of her ass through her pants. He could feel the stiffening of her body. “Relax, I’m not going to hurt you.”

  “I’m not afraid.” Her breath was coming in short pants.

  His fingers deftly opened the buttons of her pants, and then crept under the waistband. He reached up and covered her lips with his, and began pulling the pants down her legs. Surprise had him ending the kiss to gaze into her eyes, when she lifted her butt up so he could work the pants over her hips.

  Ike groaned harshly when Sarah dragged her nails down his back. He kicked her pants off the bed and then drew her bottom lip between his teeth. He smiled when she cried out and moved her hands to his abdomen. “I like your sexy little sounds.”

  She grinned, and then leaned forward and pressed her lips to his chest. Ike groaned, crushing her to him, pressing his hardness against her, rubbing his erection slowly back and forth. He was taken by surprise when he felt her dainty hands on his ass.

  “I want to do things to make you feel good, too.” She swallowed hard and then cupped him intimately, his cock jumping to full attention.

  Ike moaned. “If I felt any better I might not survive.” He took her lips in a demanding kiss and ground his erection against the damp juncture of her thighs. Bending, he traced her softness with his tongue, teasing the tip until her body trembled, and then sucking the small bud gently.

  Sarah gripped his hair and pulled his head up, taking his lips in a kiss that almost left him breathless. His tongue tangled with hers as she became more demanding. His breathing became labored, his chest heaving against her soft breasts. “You excite me, Sarah.”

  Her face flushed red as she leaned forward, and licked across his small, brown nipple. She used her teeth to gently abrade the tender flesh. His fingers went to her breasts, fondling and pinching the pointed tips.

  “Touch me again, Sarah.” Ike took her hand and slid it down his abdomen.

  She cupped his full length in her palm and pumped her hand up and down his length. She looked up at him through her lashes. “Can I taste you?”

  Ike swallowed hard and then sucked in a breath at the first slide of her tongue across the mushroom-shaped head. He threaded his hands through her hair and drew her closer to his cock. “Where did you learn this?”

  Sarah pulled away and stared up at Ike, her eyes wide, and bit her lip. “I’m sorry. I just thought it seemed like something you’d like. I didn’t learn it from anybody.”

  He smoothed his hand over her cheek. “No apologies necessary, honey. I love it.” Ike urged her head back down, and when she closed her lips around him, he thrust deeper into her mouth, the head of his cock touching the opening of her throat. When she gagged, he immediately pulled out. “I’m sorry, Sarah. You make me crazy when you do that. I lost my head.”

  Ike pulled back and settled his hips between Sarah’s legs. “Now it’s time for me to pay you some attention.” He laid his hand on her knee and eased it higher, his fingers brushing the inside of her thighs. His gaze settled on the curly patch of damp hair guarding the entrance to her body. His fingers combed through the fine pelt, and then gently spread her open, searching for the bundle of nerves at the top of her slit. When he found the small button, he gently caressed it with his thumb while pumping two fingers in and out of her channel.

  Sarah’s legs tightened against his hips, her fingers digging into his shoulders. “Ike,” she cried out.

  “That’s it, feel the pleasure.” He continued to stroke in and out of her hot sheath, and dipped his tongue into her navel. She groaned and opened her legs wider. Bending closer, he blew gently over her damp skin, and then explored her silky folds with his tongue. He flicked her clit with the tip of his tongue and then sucked it into his mouth. Her passage flooded with her cream.

  Sarah gasped, and dug her fingernails into his scalp. “Don’t stop, please, don’t stop.”

  Ike extended his tongue and lapped slowly, feasting on her juices. “You taste as good as you smell.” As she began to thrash about, his hand moved slowly up her thighs to settle across her abdomen to hold her still. He licked her slowly from her ankle to the inside of her knee, and then brushed his knuckle against the inside of her thigh. When he felt her begin to relax, he drilled his tongue into her as far as he could get and slipped his hand into the crevice between the cheeks of her ass. “Someday I’m gonna take you here, in your perfect, round ass.”

  Sarah clenched the cheeks of her ass together tight. “I don’t think so.”

  Ike chuckled and pressed an exploratory finger against her back hole, feeling her stiffen. “We’ll take things slow, and I promise you’ll be ready for it someday.”

  “Not likely,” she whispered and then squealed when he brought his hand around to dampen his finger in her juices. Then, he moved his hand to slide one finger into her forbidden hole, penetrating the tight muscles of her ass. “Ike, you mustn’t.”

  He sighed, and pushed her to her side, nipping her bottom with his teeth. “It won’t be today, but mark my words. I will be taking you in this tight opening someday.” He rolled her onto her back and pressed a kiss against her stomach. “But, right now, I wanna bury my cock inside you.” He moved up, and she gripped his shoulders and wrapped her legs around his waist. Leaning close, he kissed her lips softly, his heart thundering against her own, the rapid beating of both mixing until he wasn’t sure which was hers and which was his.

  He probed her wet entrance with the tip of his cock, and then guided the head, pushing it just inside. In one motion he flexed his hips and sheathed himself to the hilt. His shaft slid into her with ease, her channel wet and welcoming as he stretched her walls. His eyes slid closed and he thrust upward, groaning loudly in the quiet of the room.

  Sarah gasped, and tightened her legs around his waist. “You’re so big.”

  Ike cupped her bottom in his hands and angled his strokes higher up on her body so his shaft would rub against her clit. His thick cock plunged into her over and over again bringing her closer to her release. He rested his weight on his hands and nibbled at her bottom lip. “Let yourself go, Sarah. I want you to come.”

  She moaned, digging her heels into the small of his back. Her hands fluttered over his arms, settling against his back, her fingertips digging into his skin.

  He gripped her hips to hold her in place, and then rammed into her. “Have those thighs hold me tight.” He reached down and stroked against her clit with his thumb. He continued thrusting into her, pushing deeply and grinding his hips against her, then retreating, her body seeming to strain toward a peak.

  “I’m falling,” Sarah choked out. Her body stiffened, her head pushed back against the pillow, and then she screamed. He could feel her inner muscles contract around his cock as she climaxed.

  He continued to pound into her, grunting with pleasure until he felt a tingling deep inside his balls. Gritting his teeth, he groaned deep in his chest and felt his cock jerk as his release exploded, emptying his seed deep inside the woman he loved. Breathing heavily, he collapsed gently on her body, his cock still hard and imbedded in her warmth. Slowly, he left her body, and then turned over, Sarah practically lying on top of him. He struggled to catch his breath. “It’s time we need to talk, Sarah.”

  Sarah closed her eyes and laid her cheek on his chest. “There’s nothing to say. I’m not coming back, and you’ll just have to accept it.”

  Ike tightened his hands. “The hell I will. You have to come back with m
e. You don’t have any other choice.”

  She raised her head and glared at him, the fire of anger in her eyes. “You can’t make me come with you.”

  Ike rolled her onto the mattress and got up. He grabbed a match from the box on the table beside the bed and lit the kerosene lamp. He crossed over to his pants and pulled the wanted poster out of his pocket, tossing it onto the bed.

  Sarah glanced down and cursed. “You’re taking me back for this? You want the bounty?”

  He grabbed the poster and shoved it back in his pants’ pocket. “Don’t be stupid. I don’t care a hang about any bounty, but I do care for you.” His fingers raked through his hair. “I love you, you damn fool woman, and I’m gonna keep you safe even if you fight me.”

  She sat up and pulled the blanket over her breasts. “You love me?” she asked, her voice weak.

  Ike groaned. “Of course I do. Abe and I both do.”

  Sarah’s mouth dropped open, and then she buried her face in the blanket. “That’s why I can’t go back, Ike. I can’t face him after this.” She looked up, and several tears traced a path down her face. “Don’t you see, I can never choose between you? I’d rather go away and be alone than make one of you miserable by seeing me with the other.”

  “Oh, hell.” Ike walked over and sat down, pulling Sarah into his lap. “Honey, you don’t understand.” He took a deep breath. “You don’t have to choose between us. You can have us both.”

  Sarah’s eyes widened, and her face turned pale. Her mouth opened a few times and then closed. Gradually, her face took on a pink flush.

  Ike chuckled. “Yeah, you heard me. We want to share you, honey.”

  She weakly shook her head. “You can’t do that, it’s not right. What would people say?”

  “Who gives a damn what people say?” He peered at her closely. “Would you be ashamed of having both of us love you?”

  “Of course not, but what would the townspeople say? Abe’s the sheriff. He’s supposed to uphold the law, not break it.”

  “Abe and I have talked about this and if you’re willing to be our wife he’ll give up being sheriff and we’ll concentrate on our farm. Hell, you’re already living on our spread as it is.”

  Sarah’s head shot up. “What are you talking about? I bought that farm, fair and square, paid cash.”

  Ike picked up her hand and pressed a kiss against her palm. “Honey, you bought that little parcel of our land using a fake name. The sale was never legal.”

  She pushed away, moving off his lap. “You mean those children can’t legally stay there?”

  He pulled her back. “Don’t get your corset in a twist.” He glanced over at her pile of clothes and laughed. “Not that you ever wear one. We’d never throw those kids off the place. They have a home for as long as they want one.” His hand reached out to caress her cheek. “You, too, honey, if you’ll take it.”

  Sarah shook her head. “I can’t even think about this, Ike. Not as long as I have that poster hanging over my head.”

  “That’s why I’m here, Sarah.” He frowned. “By the way, that is your real name isn’t it?”

  She pursed her lips and moved away. “Yes, you know damn well what my name is. You read the poster so you know who my father was.”

  Ike stepped closer and tried to take her in his arms, but she moved away again and grabbed up her shirt. He swore softly. “It doesn’t matter who your father is or was. It only matters how you feel about Abe and I.”

  She groaned. “It’s not that simple. If people find out who I really am it’s gonna make a difference how people treat you and the children. Most people believe the fruit doesn’t fall far from the tree, and since my face is on that poster there, I’d say there must be some truth in it.”

  He sat down and crossed his arms across his chest. “Suppose you tell me how your face came to be on that poster, and what you’re doing with those kids and we’ll go from there.”

  Sarah’s brows rose. “How did you find me, anyway?”

  His arms dropped to his sides. “Those kids protected you for a week, but then they got around to saying that Sarah had gone to the train to pick up Samuel. We knew right away you were in trouble because we already knew that Samuel doesn’t exist.”

  She cocked her head, one hand on her hip. “And just how did you know that? I’ve been really careful.”

  Ike threw back his head and laughed heartily. “Not too careful. I followed you and those kids out of Jefferson City when you first arrived. You remember a little dip you took in the river on that trip?”

  Sarah’s hand came up to cover her mouth. “You were watching me?”

  He nodded. “You were the prettiest gal I’d ever laid eyes on, and I was determined right then to make you ours, somehow.”

  “All this time you let me make a fool out of myself and you knew I wasn’t a man.”

  Ike pulled her into his arms. “Can we please get past this? We knew and we were giving you time to trust us and maybe tell us the truth on your own.” He growled, causing Sarah to jump. “But that didn’t happen. You still went running when things got scary. You have to learn to trust us, Sarah, and let us help you.”

  She rested quietly in his arms for a minute. “It’d be nice to have someone to talk to, someone to trust with all the truth.”

  He pulled her over to the cot, and then sat down, pulling her onto his lap. His hand pressed her head against his shoulder. “Okay, honey, tell me the whole story.”

  Ike listened quietly while Sarah’s story unfolded, occasionally asking a question to clarify something. He shook his head. “They have ledgers and letters proving they were selling off orphans as slave labor?”

  Sarah nodded. “Yes.”

  “And you found a letter saying they were going to sell Rachel to a brothel?”

  “Not exactly, it only suggested that’s what the person was looking for. Rachel was the only orphan there who fit the description of what they wanted. Rachel’s mother worked in a brothel and folks figured she shouldn’t expect any better life than that.”

  Ike cursed loudly and pulled Sarah closer. “Did you keep the ledger or the letters?”

  Sarah closed her eyes. “No, I was afraid to take them. I figured if everything was back in its place they might leave us alone and not think we were worth coming after.”

  “Did you keep the letter from your grandfather’s attorney proving the money is yours?”

  She sighed. “No, it had already been torn in pieces when Zeke brought it to me. I had to put it together like a puzzle. I left it there on the ground after I read it. I’m sure the wind must have taken it away.”

  Ike ran his hand up and down her back in a soothing motion. “That’s not a problem. If we can find which attorney’s office handled your grandfather’s estate, it will be easy to get a copy of the document.” He smiled and tenderly pushed her hair back from her face. “We have to go back tomorrow, Sarah. You have to let Abe and I work this out so you don’t have to hide anymore.”

  She swallowed hard. “Can they send me to jail?”

  Ike held her hand tightly. “I won’t lie to you. There’s a small chance they could find you guilty for taking them youngins without permission if we can’t prove what that Miss Rivers was doing, but it’s a slim chance.”

  Sarah sniffed, and looked up, her eyes bright with unshed tears. “I guess it’s a chance worth taking if I can be free to live my life without worry.” She bit her lip. “Can we leave the kids out of it? Do they have to know where they are? If they don’t believe me, or if anything happens to me, I want them to have a chance at a normal life.”

  He pressed a kiss against her cheek. “I’ll do everything in my power to keep them out of the thick of things, and neither Abe nor I will tell anyone where the children are living.”

  “They won’t be a financial burden to you. I left them most of my money. They’ve got it hidden away and it should last them a good many years with Rachel watching over it. She knows to live off the lan
d as much as possible and to only use cash for some things.”

  Ike hugged her close. “You’re something special, you know that? We’re going to have children of our own some day, and I know you’ll be such a good mother.”

  She pulled back and looked into his eyes. “But who’ll be the father? How can we make a relationship between the three of us work? Do I spend half the week in your bed and the other half with Abe?”

  You’re probably not ready to hear that we want all three of us to share a bed. “Can we not worry about this now, and just wait until we get home to work everything out?” He stood, pulled the shirt off her shoulders, and laid her on the bed. “We need to get a good night’s sleep because we’ve got a long ride ahead of us in the morning.”

  “How long do you think it’ll take us to get back to the ranch? It took me over a week to get here, but I was taking somewhat of an obscure trail to not leave tracks.”

  Ike laughed, thinking about how easy she’d been to track even with the trail a week old. “We’ll take a more direct route home and should be able to make it in a couple to three days if you’re up to riding long distances. I wanna get back fast because Abe is going out of his mind with worry.”

  “Rachel is probably scared to death, too, if she finally had to admit the truth to Abe. Don’t worry. I’m not some fragile flower. I’ll handle the long ride just fine.”

  Ike blew out the lamp, and then curled up next to her on his side, spooning her back to his front. “Sleep, honey. Everything is gonna be just fine. Abe and I will protect you.”

  * * * *

  Abe scowled as he glanced at the clock for the twentieth time in the last hour. Where the hell are Sarah and Ike? Ike had been gone for almost two weeks, and he was going crazy not knowing what was happening. He’d ridden over to Sarah’s place earlier to check on things, but Rachel and Daniel had both said they hadn’t heard any news. Trying to be responsible, he’d invited the children to move in with him, since nobody knew when Sarah would be back. Their response to his invitation had been the business end of a pistol. “Sarah never should have taught them how to shoot.” Since they were well stocked for the winter, he’d leave them alone for now. The best thing to come from all this was Jake moving in to their home. Abe was glad the boy had a warm place to go. There was snow coming. He could feel it. With bad weather coming this early, they were in for a hard winter.