“That means the only thing I’ve got to be scared of is the male of the human species.” With that, she quickly shuffled backward and rose to her feet, about to make an escape.
“Hey, you little minx. Come back here.” Eric jumped to his feet and did a flying tackle as she started to run away. She squealed as both of them fell onto the hay again in fits of laughter.
Aware that he was lying full-length on top of her and Brianna was facedown, Eric asked, “Are you alive, Bree, or have I just squashed you and finally done the job I started the other day?” Her laughter diminishing, she wiggled beneath him and replied,
“Apart from the fact that I have a woman-eating man on top of me, I think I’m fine.”
He responded with a soft slap to her ass and bent his head to nibble her neck with loud mock-eating noises. “Umm, very delicious.
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Brianna giggled and shifted more strongly, but she couldn’t move.
Adam might be the taller brother, but Eric was the most robust. Not that he was fat in any way, just stocky and full of muscle.
“Uh-uh. Don’t do that unless you want more.”
“I was trying to get you to move so we could go indoors.”
“Indoors? Why?”
“Well, you said it’s your turn, didn’t you?” That got a chortle from him, and she turned her head as much as she could and gave him a frown, wondering why he was laughing so much.
“Sweetheart, you don’t have to always do ‘it’ in a bed—at least that’s what Curt has told me—as long as we have something soft beneath us to cushion the woman. Sort of like this hay. And some privacy. And didn’t I say Adam and Curt are out all day?” Startled as she was, it took a moment for her to whisper, “Here?” Tightening his arms around her momentarily, he pressed a kiss onto her shoulder and then sat back on his heels. “Yup, why not?” Why not, indeed? Okay. I can do this. It’ll be fine with Eric.
When she started to turn he stopped her. “Nope. Stay right where you are.”
“Wha—?”
Not giving her a chance to finish her question, he grabbed hold of her hips and pulled her onto her hands and knees with an “Uff,” the hay scratching her bare knees.
“That’s better.” He ran a hand over her tight ass, patting it.
“Eric, I’m not sure about this.” Brianna shifted nervously. Her confidence was taking a backward hike.
In response, Eric caressed her back gently, soothingly. “Shh. It’s quite fun to take a girl from this angle.” He reached around her body and fondled one of her hanging breasts while holding onto her hip.
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Brianna laughed. “How would you know?” She suddenly scooted around then to face him, her jaw dropped with realization. “Have you had sex with a girl before? And not married her after you did?” He shook his head, grinning at her incredulous expression. “Stop looking at me like that. No, I haven’t—not exactly.” She looked suspiciously at him. “So…”
Sighing, he sat back. “So Curt is very experienced purely because Emily, the widow who runs the bar in Frontier, is very accommodating to young men. But for God’s sake, don’t tell anyone, or she’ll get into trouble.”
Her eyebrows rose into her hair. She had heard of women who did this, but wasn’t sure if it was true or not.
Eric looked coy. “I’ve been with her once.”
“Oh. My. God.”
Brianna sat on her backside, stunned. Eric was a few feet away and she could see his body was tense with worry. She probably seemed shocked. But she knew it was a fact of life on the planet. For a young man to get more experience with women, he had to go to the brothels, where the women were less than happy with their situation in life. That, or find an accommodating woman who risked everything, Brianna guessed. If he had sex with a virgin, it was not only frowned on, but if they were found out, he had to marry her.
As her shock began to dissipate, a mischievous notion came to her, and she struggled not to let it show on her face. She was going to get her revenge for the bump on her head. “You mean to tell me that everything Curt did with me the other night was something he had done with another woman? Something he had learned from someone else? An evil floozy who has her wicked way with innocent young men?”
Eric frowned. Brianna surmised that he was wondering where she was going with this and held back the grin that she so wanted to let out.
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He sat back on his heels, sticking his hands in his pockets looking like he had done something very bad. He warily answered her, “Um, yes.”
“I’m going to have to meet this woman.”
Clearly concerned that she was going to have a fracas with this Emily, Eric raised his hands as if to stop her. “Oh, no, you’re not.”
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That stunned Eric into silence. Then he burst out laughing and rolled over clutching his sides. His laughter lasted several minutes.
God, this woman is wonderful!
When he had finally finished, he looked up, and Brianna was glaring down at him, arms crossed in annoyance.
Lurching forward, he tumbled her backward and took her lips in a long devouring kiss. Her lips trembled beneath his as he dipped into her mouth and felt her arms snake around his neck.
Raising his head slowly, he stared down into her eyes, which were sparkling back at him, so full of joy and trust. Okay, so he had more experience than Adam but less than Curt, but that didn’t mean he was that comfortable around girls. Not before he had met Brianna. The few times he had attended dances in town, he had spent most of the time teasing the women. Not Curt’s type of sexual teasing, but joking.
And now here was a woman he was fast falling for—if he hadn’t already fallen in neck-deep—who expected him to treat her better than his elder brother had done. It was a hell of a commitment and one he knew, from the bottom of his heart, that he was prepared to enter into.
Smiling gently, he stated, “Don’t worry, we’ll teach you everything you need to know. Starting now.” Sitting up, he wound a hand around Brianna’s waist and swiftly turned her onto her knees as her hands reached out to brace herself on her forearms against the hay bale. “Now where were we before you decided to interrupt me with your hissy fit?”
“Hissy fit!”
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The woman beneath him started struggling, but she hadn’t reckoned on his superior strength, and Eric held her easily.
“Yup. I can see I’ve married me a spirited mare. One that needs a little taming.”
Brianna laughed loudly and relaxed. “Well, my uncle called me lots of names, but I was never compared to a horse before now.”
“Oh, yes, a beautiful golden filly that needs some riding—starting with this.”
She gasped as he pushed her skirt over her hips.
He then nudged her legs apart to settle between them. Running his hands over her naked butt, he declared, “Oh, very nice. I like a ride with a firm and full backside.” He leaned down to pepper some kisses over her globes, feeling her shiver as he did.
“Okay, lover boy. You’ve got me where you want. What comes next?” Looking over her shoulder, she stated, “It seems to me one of us is still overdressed.”
Eric laughed and swatted her butt.
“Ow.”
“Serves you right for being so cheeky.”
She giggled back at him and wiggled her behind. “Well, I am certainly that.”
Laughing so much, Eric couldn’t stay upright and fell back into the hay once more. I love this girl.
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his, or am I just going to get a cold backside and sore knees—again? Some lesson this is.” Still laughing at her comments, Eric rose up, undoing his trousers as he went. “Okay, so I remember Curt describing this one time—uh, no, maybe I’ll just make something up as I go,” he changed mid-sentence as she turned her head and gave him a look of irritation.
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her hips. He moved back between her widespread legs until he was tight against her buttocks, his erect cock sliding over the curve.
“Hmm,” he stated, thoroughly appreciating the naked vision beneath him.
“What’s ‘hmm’ mean?”
“It means, hmm.” He laughed at her snort and squeezed her cheeks. “It means I have a gorgeous butt in front of me, and it’s all mine.”
“So what you gonna do with it?”
“Well, now, I could take these lovely globes and part them like this.” She gasped as he enacted his words. “Then rub my thumbs down the crease.” At least he thought that’s what Curt had said he had done. Actually, even if he hadn’t, the sound of Brianna’s moan meant he would definitely do something like this again. She shivered as he reached her labia and dipped into her wet pussy. Hell, she feels good.
He started to breathe more heavily.
His only regret was that he couldn’t touch her breasts from this angle. Or could he? Leaning forward, he braced a hand against the hay bale and reached down to undo her blouse. Except he couldn’t see what he was doing, and finally, frustrated, he took hold of the edge and pulled it open, the buttons going flying.
“Hey!”
“Sorry, but it was necessary.”
Brianna laughed. “You’d better pick those buttons up afterward, mister. You know how difficult it is to get hold of buttons these days.
And you’d better sew them back on, too.”
“Me!”
“You see anyone else around here?”
“Sweetheart, I hate to tell you this, but my sewing is worse than my cooking.”
She giggled louder. “No wonder Curt advertised for a wife. It was sheer desperation. He probably went to put his arm in his shirt, and it came out his trouser leg.”
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Eric chuckled loudly. “I don’t recall anywhere in the advert asking for a sassy wife. If I was Curt, I’d probably spank you soundly for that remark.”
Brianna swiveled her head around. “You wouldn’t?”
“Hmm, no. That’s the sort of thing Curt would do.” In fact, his brother had once given him all the gory details of the night he had spent with a woman in the brothel that included some spanking play. However, that wasn’t Eric’s kink.
“But I can think of other torments.” Keeping his gaze on hers, he watched her expression as he rubbed his thumb over the erect nipple and enjoyed her squeal as he rolled it gently between his finger and thumb, plucking it harder when she didn’t tense.
“Oooh. Okay, okay. That’s enough. I apologize for my remarks.” He rubbed her breast in comfort but knew from her groan how much she had been enjoying it before he tugged a little too hard.
Caressing the other one next, he cupped her fullness in his hand before moving lower, edging around her skirt and tantalizingly moving toward her clit in a circular motion, veering away at the last minute to stroke her thigh instead.
“You’re an evil swine, Eric Hollis. And I thought you were the sweet brother.”
Chuckling, he brought his hand back to where she wanted it. “Is this what you need?”
Her moan and her trembling body were response enough. He groaned, too, but his was more from frustration, as he really wanted to see her pussy. He could feel it was wet and throbbing, and he suspected it would be red and enticing.
Spreading his knees farther apart to brace himself, he requested,
“Widen your legs, sweetheart.” When she complied, he began to pant as his own need got stronger and reached down to guide his cock into her sheath. Oh, God, she feels so good. Tight, but not so tight he was hurting her.
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He eased in slowly, wrapping a strong arm around her waist to hold her steady, and he pushed in until he could go no further.
Brianna grunted underneath him. Taking a deep breath, he held still, not only wanting to relish the moment, but also to make sure Brianna was okay.
After a few moments, he checked. “Bree, if I don’t move now, I’m going to keel over. Are you okay for me to go on?” Her voice was husky when she replied, “If you don’t, you’ll need to bury me here, too.”
That was exactly what he needed to hear, and he pulled out very slightly, hoping he wasn’t hurting her. Her wetness and the ease with which he did this told him how very aroused Brianna was. Excellent!
Despite Curt’s encouragements, he had been worried about his first time with her.
Leaning forward to brace himself against the hay with one arm, his other gripping her hip, Eric plunged back in and felt her pussy rippling around him. The sensation was immense, and he nearly came on the spot. “Christ, Bree, you feel wonderful.” He just got a moan back as if words were too difficult for her, and could see her hands clenched in the hay as she tried to push back into him, indicating she needed him to move again. Smiling to himself, he did as she wanted and started a thrusting motion, slowly at first. After a moment, getting his rhythm going, Eric’s hand unclenched from Brianna’s hip and moved underneath her body, caressing nowhere in particular, just stroking her from breast to pussy.
When his fingers touched her clit, she squealed and cried,
“Please!” She tried to push down into his fingers.
His voice was rasping as he asked, “What do you want, sweetheart?”
All she could get out was, “Harder!”
Okay, I can do that. He started caressing her clit harder in time with his plunges. Her desperate whimpering along with her shaking told him he had gotten it right and that she was close. In fact, he was Wife for Three
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He could feel her clit was engorged and getting sensitive, so he eased off slightly, but Brianna brought an arm swiftly down to clutch him tightly against her. “No!”
Chuckling, he responded, “Okay, sweetheart.” He let her hold him tightly against her as she pushed back against him, both of their movements getting frantic.
With his balls tightening inexorably, he called out to her, “Come on, Bree, come for me. Please, darlin’.”
As he said this, he felt her body suddenly stop as her climax tore through her, and her pussy tightened so much it pulled his seed straight out of him. This was followed by their bodies shaking like they had a fever and the need to thrust over and over until every drop of sperm was torn from him.
Afterward, he couldn’t remember if he had heard her cry out her orgasm or not, his blood had been pounding in his ears so much. He only knew how exhausted he felt and imagined Brianna did, too.
Her hand dropped from his and flopped to the floor. Her body heavy, her forehead was resting against the hay as she gulped in gasps of air.
Eric, his own lungs bursting, wrapped an arm around her waist and, easing back very slightly, got his other arm under her knees and moved them both onto their sides lying on the hay, still encased inside her.
Brianna breathed out that ragged sigh of being replete, and Eric covered her body with his arm, tenderly enfolding a breast in one large hand.
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No previous experience with Emily or anyone else had come close.
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before. Curt had tried to tell him something similar, but in his cocky attitude, it had come out as how sexy Brianna was.
Smiling, Eric dipped his head to press a kiss in her hair. He knew Curt felt the same way and was just as much in love with their wife as he was. The fact that the two of them shared the same woman didn’t faze him in the slightest, not like it did Curt when Adam had originally brought her back to the farm despite it being Curt’s idea to advertise for a wife.
His smile faded. What to do about Adam? He knew his big brother had some feelings for Brianna, but how could they get him to express them, and how could they get him into bed with her again?
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Chapter Twelve
“Ahhh. No, stop it. Please, Curt.”
Adam’s foot hovered on the top step as he heard Brianna’s voice pleading with his brother to stop whatever he was doing.
“That’s not fair, Eric! That’s two against one.” He heard her giggling.
Tightening his hand on the railing, Adam bent his head as he listened to Brianna playing with his brothers. He wished he was one of them, but he had never been one for laughter and games. Besides which, she would probably run a mile if he joined them. He listened as Eric laughed loudly and Adam smiled. Eric was something of a shy person around women normally. It was nice to hear him happy.
He was still smiling when he stepped inside. Unfortunately, the laughter stopped immediately as three pairs of eyes swiveled toward him, one speculative, one still laughing, and one fearful. He strode away from them into the kitchen, flinging the bridle he was holding with a clatter onto the countertop, and, rolling up his sleeves, he washed his hands.
The noise from the other room filtered through his ablutions. It wasn’t the joyful fun of earlier, and that ate at him, that he had spoiled their fun—but also that they didn’t want him to join in.
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