by Jan Springer
He didn’t.
Instead, he turned to him, his eyes narrowed with irritation.
“So, why’d they shoot you?”
Luke explained how he’d knocked on the front door, discovered the ménage in progress, and how they’d shot him because they thought he was an intruder.
“Better let me take a look at your wounds. There’s blood seeping through the bandage in front.”
Luke held up his hand in protest, but Colter was already untying the bandages.
“Who did the stitch job?” he asked, as he firmly poked and prodded around the ragged edges of the wounds, making Luke curse at the renewed pain shooting through his shoulder.
“I did.” Callie said, anger still evident in her voice as she hovered in the background watching what Colter was doing.
“You did a real good job. Just like an expert.”
Luke noted Callie’s eyes widen in surprise at his brother’s comment.
“My mom taught me how to sew before I could even talk. I’m glad it came in handy.”
Colter nodded, and continued with his poking and prodding.
“The Barlows are pressing charges against you. They’ve got a warrant out for your arrest. Trespassing. Peeping Tom,” Colter explained. “We’re going to have to keep you under wraps here until we can get everything sorted out.”
“Do you think he’s safe here? One of the Barlows came over here and almost killed Luke,” she interjected.
Luke swore softly. He’d told her not to say anything to anyone.
Callie turned on him. “I know you said to keep quiet, but we can trust your brothers. They can help us.”
“What the hell happened?” Colter and his brothers swooped in around him, armed with curses and an arsenal of questions.
“Don’t worry he’s dead.” Luke explained.
“I killed him,” Callie said coolly as she hustled back to the eggs on the stove. “Just before he was about to shoot Luke.”
“She saved my life.”
Cade and Mac immediately thanked her, swooping around her like a couple of starry-eyed teenagers who had their first crush on a girl. The angry flush that had flooded her face darkened now with obvious embarrassment as they asked her if she needed some help in the kitchen.
Colter’s angry glare softened as he watched Callie delegate duties of setting the table.
“That’s not all.” His brother turned back to him and lowered his voice, obviously not wanting Callie to learn what else was going on. “They say you tried to talk to Laurie without their permission. That’s virtually a hanging offence, talking to an unrelated woman these days.”
“I figured I was a goner. I wasn’t thinking straight. I tried to tell her Ty was alive, but they dragged me out of the house before I could do it. I heard one of them mention they should kill me. I thought it a bit odd they’d want to kill me for trespassing, so the first chance I got I escaped. Then last night I met up with Barlow. He said something about wanting Tyler’s and my land because they were expanding. We’re going to have to look into that, see what they’re up to, and I think you should get Callie over to the main farm before the Barlows come looking for their brother.” Luke said.
“I’m staying with Luke,” Callie said sternly as she came up behind them.
“I’m not willing to chance it,” Luke said. “Take her with you and keep her safe.”
“Well, I’m not going!” Callie’s fists were clenched in defiance as she glared at Colter. “You’re a doctor. You know he needs someone here to take care of him and make sure he doesn’t do something stupid and re-injure himself. I’m staying with him.”
“One of my brothers can stay here. I’ll heal faster when I know you’re safe.”
Her eyes blazed with fury, and he sensed she was about to explode in protest when Colter broke in, “You’ll heal faster with Callie staying here. I’ll keep a watch outside. You won’t even know I’m here. Cade’s got contacts with the authorities. He and Mac can snoop around in town to find out why the Barlows want a slice of Outlaw land.”
“That’s it? I have no say in this?” Luke complained, as Colter popped some clean bandages and ointment out of his black doctor’s bag, and efficiently patched up his wounds.
Colter shrugged his shoulders and threw him an amused grin. “Not unless you want to argue with her. I know I sure don’t.”
Callie smiled smugly at his brother. “Good. Then let’s eat. The food is ready,” she said as she headed back to the stove. “I’m sorry, it’s not much… I haven’t been able to go to the grocery store lately.” The sarcasm in her voice made the brothers’ heads hang in shame as they all headed to the table.
No woman was permitted to go anywhere alone unless accompanied by one of her husbands. And no woman was allowed to speak to a man in public unless given verbal permission by one of them.
Luke swallowed the tight knot scrambling into his throat.
The laws passed down by their government were all still so new, so crazy that sometimes he couldn’t believe the life dreams he and Callie had discussed over five years ago were gone, along with their specially planned wedding, their plan of having one boy and one girl, their idea of just the two of them farming this section of land.
It was too dangerous now for a man and woman to live alone. These days, men had to live in groups in order to protect their wives from being taken by other groups of desperate men. “These eggs are damned good,” Mac’s thrilled voice rescued Luke from his sad views.
“If I might ask where you got them? So I can whip up a batch when I get back home?”
“I got them from the Barlows.”
Colter dropped his fork. His other two brothers eyed her with suspicion.
“You went to the Barlow ranch? Alone?” Anger flared in his brother’s eyes.
“She did.” Luke interjected quickly. “And she didn’t say anything to Laurie about Tyler. She already told you that, so let’s drop the subject.”
Colter turned his anger on Luke. “I know what she said! That’s not what’s pissing me off. What’s the matter with you? Don’t you know what’ll happen to her if she’s caught out on her own?”
“She can take care of herself.”
Pride swelled as Callie threw him a surprised look. It appeared she hadn’t expected him to stick up for her.
Well, from now on, he would do whatever it took to make the woman he loved safe and happy.
“Oh, she can, can she? Just like she was taking care of herself today? Maybe she takes these chances because she wants to get caught. Did that occur to you? Maybe she wants a group of men fucking her brains out!”
“Oh, I don’t know, maybe that’s what she wants. Maybe she’d enjoy a ménage? Maybe she wants to be claimed?” Luke said casually, as he noted Callie’s face flame pink.
He may as well start dropping hints now to see if his brothers were receptive to the idea of claiming Callie, even if she hadn’t told him yes.
Colter’s mouth dropped open in apparent shock.
Then his reaction slowly changed and Luke saw the realization of what he was implying wash over all of his brothers’ faces.
Their faces grew flushed, whether it was from embarrassment or excitement he wasn’t sure, but after that, Luke noticed they wouldn’t look Callie’s way.
Perhaps they were embarrassed. More than likely, they were unsure of what was going on. Sooner or later, he would have to ask them, but first he needed to talk some more about it with Callie. He needed to be sure this was what she wanted and he needed to tell her how sorry he was, and to ask her forgiveness for the way he’d behaved today.
“We’ll be leaving now,” Colter said the instant their plates were empty. “Thanks, Callie, for the grub. It was really good.”
Mac and Cade echoed their brother’s compliments.
She shrugged her shoulders and seemed embarrassed by all their compliments.
“Cade and Mac will go and find out about the Barlows’ plans. Maybe then we c
an see if we can square a deal for them to drop the charges against you. I’ll be stationed up on the cliffs,” Colter said. “You won’t even know I’m there.”
Both Luke and Callie thanked them, and the rush of feet was like a stampede as all his brothers raced to get to the door. When it shut behind them, Luke laughed at their uneasiness. A gun cocking stopped him cold.
His amusement disintegrated.
His breath locked in his throat at the gun in Callie’s hand.
It was aimed directly at his groin area.
Oh, shit! He’d pushed her too far by hinting that his brothers might be able to claim her.
He swore beneath his breath.
“Your brother Colter made one big mistake,” she said quietly, as she came closer.
“He insinuated I needed protection…from them. What they didn’t know is you’re the one who needs protection…from me.”
He swore he saw her finger tighten on the trigger.
“Callie, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to drop the hints in front of my brothers without discussing it with you first. It’s just I wanted to see…”
“Drop your pants, Luke.”
“What?” He blinked in surprise.
“You heard me. I want to see how aroused you are. Don’t think I didn’t notice that bulge getting bigger when you were watching how your brothers were eyeing me.”
She was toying with him?
“Do as I say Luke Outlaw, and maybe I won’t shoot off one of your balls.”
Oh, boy.
She swooped her gun off the chair were she’d placed it earlier. Now she had both guns trained on him.
Damned if being forced to show his cock to her without his permission was turning him on even more.
The pink tip of her tongue peeked out of her mouth and a thick wave of desire rammed into him.
“Do it, now.” Her voice was barely a whisper.
The pain in his shoulder throbbed wickedly, as he used both hands and quickly unbuttoned the stud at his waist and lowered the zipper.
Curling his fingers beneath the waistband of his jeans, he slowly pulled them over his hips.
His rigid cock sprang free.
Her eyes widened with appreciation and a slight tremor moved through her.
“Keep going,” she sounded breathless, aroused.
He did as she instructed, lowering his jeans, and then stepping out of them, giving her a perfect view of his full-blown arousal and swollen balls.
He saw her long slender throat move as she swallowed.
Lust shone brightly in her eyes.
His cock twitched.
“The thought of your brothers claiming me arouses you, doesn’t it?”
He didn’t answer.
Instead, his cock did the talking for him. Pulsing and growing red with a wild eagerness, it thickened and lengthened, readying itself for whatever she had planned for him.
“I bet you’d like to see me in all my naked glory between two of their rock-hard bodies, writhing and moaning while your brothers double-penetrate me.”
His cock grew harder.
Have mercy! The woman sure did have a way with words.
“Maybe you could suck on my nipples before they fucked me? Maybe you could do it…now.”
His breath locked in his throat as she placed one of the guns back down on the dresser, and unbuttoned her blouse with trembling fingers.
Luke blew off a stiff breath at the sight of her creamy curves, the deep valley and finally he was given a perfect view of her luscious breasts in their full beauty.
His breathing picked up speed as she drew closer.
She allowed the blouse to slip off her shoulders and it fell to the floor in a whisper.
“You think I don’t fantasize about getting caught by some men?”
He held his breath as she leaned over, her silky-looking breasts bobbing as she stroked the length of his red cock with the barrel of her gun. The cool, smooth metal did nothing to douse the raging heat claiming his shaft, or the awful tightness squeezing his rock-hard balls.
“You think I don’t wonder what it would feel like to have several men claim me? Lots of woman fantasize about that…it doesn’t mean they want it forced upon them, though.”
With the open barrel of the gun, she kissed his pulsing cockhead.
“You think I don’t fantasize about forcing you to have sex with me at gunpoint?” she asked.
Luke swallowed at his excitement. “Seems like you had a lot of time to come up with fantasies while you were…incarcerated.”
She stiffened momentarily, the cool barrel of the gun hesitating ever so slightly.
He hadn’t meant to break the mood.
Thankfully, he hadn’t.
The gun barrel dipped between his balls. At the same time, she bent over, her bare breasts brushing teasingly against the length of his massive erection. He almost exploded as her velvety flesh caressed him.
His hands ached to palm those luscious globes, to feel their heavy weight in his palms, to pinch those elongated, pink-colored nipples or rub his tongue around the slightly raised areolas.
But he dare not break her fantasy, especially when she kept the gun barrel poked firmly between his balls.
His heart pounded in his chest as she got down on her knees, between his legs, and her red lips parted. The instant her hot tongue laved the tip of his cock, he imagined he might explode. He gritted his teeth against his arousal and forced himself to rein in his urges.
“I’ve wanted to do this to you for a long time, Luke. I’ve missed doing it. And I’ve missed seeing the way you clench your teeth while I suck your cock,” she whispered against his pulsing flesh. “And I’ve wanted to taste your cum in my mouth for a long time.”
“I’ve wanted to taste your pussy again, too,” Luke whispered. “You don’t know how many times I wished…how I pretended they were you…” He stopped himself. She’d already said she didn’t want to know what he’d had to do during the Wars.
She smiled with reassurance. “It’s okay. I know all about those women in the army. About sex being mandatory.”
“At first, I didn’t want to—”
She stopped him cold when her mouth opened and she slid her lips over his cock, taking him halfway into her hot cavern.
He gave a strangled cry as the wild pleasure threatened to blow his balls apart.
Her moist lips clamped over his shaft, and she began a hard suck that left him helpless beneath the pleasurable onslaught.
Sharp teeth nipped at the skin encasing his shaft and he cried out at the pain, and without warning, he came hard into her mouth.
After orgasming, all he could do was slump onto the bed and lie there panting.
His eyes fluttered, and he watched her wipe away his cum from her passion-bruised lips.
“I want to make love to you, Callie…” he said softly. “I want to show you how much I love you. I need to apologize for how I behaved earlier. I shouldn’t have left you all alone. Shouldn’t have been such an asshole. We don’t need any babies…”
She sat on the bed beside him and placed a tender finger to his lips. “Shh. You’ve overtaxed yourself today, Luke. I can tell you’re tired. Rest, my Outlaw lover,” she murmured softly. “You can fuck me as much as you like when you wake up.”
He grinned and nodded.
He could hardly wait until he awoke.
* * * * *
“How about a moonlight skinny-dip?” Luke’s soft whisper curled through the layers of sleep, prompting Callie to open her eyes.
He stood beside the bed, buttery candle glow splashing across his features. Clad only in a long, thick erection that popped straight out from between his widespread legs, he held his engorged cock at the base with one hand while the fingers from his other hand brushed along the length of his swollen vein-riddled shaft.
Oh, boy! The man was ready to make love!
His eyes glittered with excitement and lust.
“Take out yo
ur butt plug, wife of mine, and join me at the pond. I’ve got everything ready. Last one down gets the sex toy.”
Take out her butt plug? An erotic shiver zipped through her as she imagined what he had in store for her. And did he mention a sex toy?
Suddenly he was laughing and running for the open doorway, the muscles in his magnificent naked ass quivering with every step.
Instantly the cobwebs of sleep dissolved.
She didn’t even bother to throw something on as she scrambled from the bed, carefully removed the plug, and then raced outside just in time to catch another glimpse of his cute ass as he slid into the dark waters of the pond.
The mild night air gently brushed along her naked flesh as with mounting excitement she hurried along the walkway, marveling at the croaks of bullfrogs and relishing the coolness of dew beneath her hot feet.
“Come on in! The water is absolutely great!” he called out as she came to the water’s edge.
He stood near the middle of the pond, blinking fireflies flickering all around him.
Moonlight splashed over the hard planes of his upper body. The white patch taped over his shoulder wound blazed in sharp contrast to the dark water rippling low over his hips, hiding his cock from her view. His biceps bulged wonderfully as his hands moved beneath the surface.
She assumed he was touching himself, pleasuring himself as his long fingers glided up and down the swollen length of his velvet-encased steel rod. A rod she wanted impaled deep inside her moistening vagina.
Her breath quickened at the dark lust shining in his eyes as he stared at her. Callie, you look so beautiful when you’re naked,” he said as his gaze wandered over her. His strangled voice was filled with longing.
She trembled at his words and stepped into the pond.
“Are you saying I don’t look good when I wear clothes?” she giggled.
The mild water wrapped around her knees, urging her to move quickly toward him.
“You’re my beautiful princess no matter what you wear or don’t wear,” he grinned widely.
When she was waist-high, she looked up at the dark cliffs wondering if his brother was there, watching them frolicking naked in the water. From up there Colter would have the perfect view of them skinny-dipping.
She blew out an aroused breath.
