Stepping back, Mack paused to stare down at her. He pulled his own t–shirt off, quickly followed by his jeans until he was standing in front of her as naked as she was.
“Now, we talk.”
She jerked, pulling at her captive wrists as he crawled up the bed to straddle her hips. He kept pressure on his knees so that she wasn’t getting the full weight of him. She stared up at him, waiting for him to start.
“Mack, this isn’t necessary, you can let me go,” she pleaded, yanking on the scarf. It held fast.
“What exactly is this about? I thought everything was fine. Why are you getting nervous now?” Mack leaned forward, placing his hands at either side of her head.
She shook her head. Suddenly she didn’t want to go over all this. It made her sound as insecure as she felt in this moment. “I’m not nervous, I’m just...”
He waited, not interrupting her when she tried to find the words.
“I just don’t know what to expect. I haven’t had that much luck in relationships, and I don’t know. I–” she paused, closing her eyes for a moment before opening them to stare up at him. “Honestly, I don’t know what you want from me. It’s only been two weeks. I feel like I’m rushing into something, and it’s so stupid that I could feel this way about someone after just two weeks,” she said, her words rushing together.
“You want to know how I feel about you.” he stated, incredulous. He stared down at her, a hard look on his face.
“Penny, from the moment I saw you again, you had me tied up in knots. I couldn’t figure out why I was so attracted to you, drawn to you, when I was supposed to have all these feelings for Craig. I can’t wait to get off work, to be able to see you. I can’t wait to be inside you, because it seriously feels like you’re a part of me. And I realize how gay that makes me sound.”
She was sure she looked like a fool with the beaming smile on her face, but she really didn’t care at this point. She reached up to hug him, confused when her arms wouldn’t move, before realizing that she was still tied to the bed.
“Mack, please, take these off.”
“Not a chance, babe,” he smirked.
Mack let his body drop fully on top of hers. He took her mouth in a hard kiss, tongues dueling. He ran his hands up her sides. She moaned, arching into him.
Mack moved one hand lower, testing her wetness, before driving two of his big fingers into her pussy. She gasped in reaction, bringing her legs up to wrap around his hips when he removed his fingers and started to push his length into her. Her ass ached, abraded by the rough sheet beneath her, a constant reminder of his spanking.
“Oh, God, Mack, please, Oh Mack...” she moaned.
“Look at me, Penny,” he growled, catching her eyes.
Unbelievably, the contractions were already starting in her pussy. He reached down with one hand and pinched her clit between two fingers, rolling her piercing so that it rubbed against her continuously. She was going to go mad from the sensations. It was too much, everything was just too much.
Penny shattered, crying out when she contracted around him, causing him to moan. Within seconds he was pushing her to another orgasm, gently rolling her piercing against her clit to prolong the pleasure.
“Mack, please.”
She clenched down hard with her inner muscles, determined that he would come with her this time. He roared out his release, pumping his hips into her as she came again, shattering into a million pieces.
“Mack...Oh God,” she whispered.
Mack collapsed on top of her, breathing hard as he kissed the shoulder in front of his face.
“Is this what you kids get up to when I’m off at work?”
Penny jerked in place at Craig’s voice. “Huh?”
“You guys okay?” Craig came up beside the bed and ran a gentle hand along Penny’s wrist where the scarf was still tied.
Mack groaned into her shoulder.
Releasing her hand, Craig leaned over their bodies and untied the other. Penny dropped her arms and tried to catch her breath.
“How much of that were you here for?” Mack grunted before rolling over onto his back beside her.
“Most of it. I forgot my phone here, so I decided to come back. I could hear you guys as I came in the door. Fucking hot.”
Penny realized this was the first time she’d had sex with Mack while Craig wasn’t there. Well, okay, technically Craig had been there, but they hadn’t known that at the time. She glanced up at Craig, letting out a relieved sigh when she saw how heated his gaze was.
“You’re okay with it?” She had to ask.
“Of course. We can’t very well have a relationship if we don’t take time to nurture what we have individually, as well as together.”
“Shit, that makes sense. Why didn’t I think of it?”
“Cause I’m smarter than you, Penny Candy.”
“You’re a dork.”
“And I love you, pissy pants.”
“Jesus Christ, Craigory. Would you let that go, already?” Penny tried to punch him, causing him to roar with laughter.
Craig climbed onto the bed and settled fully clothed on top of her. She gave a split second to pushing him off, but he undermined her completely with his next words.
“Love you.”
She shook her head. “I love you too, jerk.”
“You’re both idiots,” Mack griped.
Penny and Craig shared a grin before turning to glance at Mack. He had his arms tucked behind his head.
“I love you too, Mack,” Craig said, blowing kisses at the other man.
Mack finally looked over and rolled his eyes at them.
“Okay, I’m only going to say this once. I care about you too. There, happy?” He shook his head, but he couldn’t hide the grin that twitched at the corners of his mouth.
“And me?” Penny asked.
“Don’t start with the touchy-feely stuff again. I already told you. I can’t sleep when I’m not with you.”
She felt her chest fill up with love for her friends. That was such a Mack thing to say. “Be still my beating heart, and you didn’t tell me that.” she teased.
Craig burst out into laughter. “What would I do without you? Both of you. I can’t wait until you’re both living here, driving me crazy every single day.”
Music to her ears. It had taken them twelve years to get to the place where all three of them were right for each other. She couldn’t wait to see where they could go from here.
Turn the page for an exciting glimpse of the next Bandit Creek book, DEVIL UNKNOWN by Steena Holmes coming November 1, 2011…
DEVIL UNKNOWN
A Bandit Creek Thriller
by Steena Holmes
He stood motionless in the cold, sparse room. Perfect for his plans.
Rat droppings were fresh. His intended guest would have more company that first thought. The stench of mold, urine and sulphur filled the air. The aroma aroused him.
The cement blocks that made up this space were scorched. The finger of long ago flames licked the walls and left burn patterns snaking towards the ceiling. The little cracks in the floor crisscrossed each other until the kaleidoscope of weeds peeping through the cracks decorated the floor. Ants and other insects scurried away from his boots as he walked around the room.
The chains anchored in the walls promised torturous delight. Exactly what his guest deserved. Saliva pooled and dripped from his lips as he imagined the hell he was about to create for her.
It was all for her.
Innocent. Humble. A gift.
For him.
Chapter 1
Rotting carcasses littered the path to home.
Nathan Hanlin entered the twilight zone as he drove along the curving mountain road. The remnants of ominous music played in his mind. If he didn’t know better, from the dark swelling clouds filling his rearview mirrors to the dust swirls up ahead, Nathan would think he’d entered his own private hell.
Everywhere he looked, sentr
ies of large black crows faced him on either side of the highway.
His worst nightmares come true. For the past week his dreams were filled of the disgusting birds circling over a car wreck. Nathan shuddered at the memory. He’d heard that crows were once used as messengers from the spirits, but if they were trying to tell him something, he wasn’t sure he wanted to hear it.
He rolled his shoulders, trying to ease a kink that had set in more than an hour ago. The highway from the city to Bandit Creek stretched on forever. Ahead was the pass but at the rate he was going, it would be night before he reached it.
Swerving to miss another dead animal, Nathan’s grip tightened on the steering wheel. The crows’ beady little eyes followed him as he drove past. It was unreal how they stood there, their black wings tucked tight against their slick bodies. Only their eyes moved, as if tracking him.
He could have sworn they were looking directly at him. Not his vehicle. Him. As if they knew him.
The archway to the Pass approached in the distance. Nathan pushed his foot until the speedometer inched higher. Thirty feet ahead a barricade of large black crows were positioned beneath the large metal sign with the aged black letters - Crow Mountain Pass. The constant movements of birds flying above the pavement produced swirling clouds of dust which sheathed them, creating an illusion of a huge black dust storm. Hundreds of eyes stared at him.
You need us.
Nathan jerked his foot off the pedal. What the…?
He must be more tired than he thought. Not a good thing to be on this road. He’d conducted too many funerals from late night driving accidents on this windy road. His vehicle inched its way, coming to a full stop right before the crows as their deafening caws filled the air.
The side windows and windshield were attacked as the multitude of crows flew at him, their screams filling the air. Nathan ducked his head to his steering wheel, hands over his ears. The glass shook from the impact. Nathan was sure his windows would break. He didn’t understand what was happening. His skin rippled from the onslaught of the invisible beaks poking at his skin. Fingers of dread tunneled through his brain, Nathan cried out in anguish, begging for God to help.
Raising his head, he jammed his foot on the gas and accelerated until he drove past the swirling cascade. Gasping, Nathan struggled to regulate his breathing, failing with each intake. Once he made it beneath the archway, he glanced in his rearview mirror. Nothing.
No crows, no swirling dust, nothing. The chaos had vanished.
He hit the brake - his toes cramping from the quick movement. He leaned forward and rested his arms on the steering wheel. Scratch marks ran along the hood. Nicked, dented and littered with stray feathers, his truck looked like it had been to hell and back.
His hand reached for the door handle then stopped. His arms collapsed and chafed against the leather edge of the wheel before they fell onto his legs. His body shook as if an earthquake erupted beneath his feet. Pools of sweat poured down his face as they mingled with tears he didn’t know he shed.
What just happened?
BIO
Jade’s writing is as eclectic as her reading tastes, with over thirty erotic romance tales currently published. She’s been known to accept writing challenges from friends and family just to see their reactions and Jade is also a firm believer that love and romance are universal concepts, no matter a person’s gender identity or sexual orientation.
Originally from Northern Ontario, she's lived in British Columbia and the Sultanate of Oman in the Middle East. Jade currently lives in Calgary, Alberta where she’s hard at work on her next story.
Jade loves to hear from readers! Send her an email at [email protected]
@jadebuchanan
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MORE JADE BUCHANAN TITLES AVAILABLE
The Bandit Creek series:
PENNY CANDY
HARD CANDY
The Felidae series:
LAITHE’S PRIDE
ASAD’S MATE
USAMA’S JOURNEY
LEV’S DISCOVERY
NAVIN’S MASTER
ROWAN’S MEN
The Pridelands series:
DARREN’S SURPRISE
ZULA’S STAND
SHEER’S CHOICE
GRIFFIN’S JOY
KHALID’S CHALLENGE
ACHAN’S PEACE
The Broken Trilogy:
BROKEN RULES
BROKEN SILENCE – coming soon
BROKEN DISTANCE – coming soon
The Horsfall Trilogy:
TAIL OF TWO BROTHERS
TASTE TEST
AS THE CROW FLIES
The Northern Bears Trilogy:
BEAR WITH ME
UNBEARABLE
BEAR OUT
Single titles:
NUT CREAM
THE FROG IN THE ROOM
ALL WRAPPED UP 3 COLLECTION: BOUND TO PLEASE
SPACEPORT: MARKED
ROOKERY COVE: FAUN OF A TIME
SIREN’S SONG ANTHOLOGY
BULL RIDER
DREAMING OF HARMONY
FIRESTORM ANTHOLOGY
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