by Myla Jackson
His hand slipped lower, skimming across her belly to the mound of curly blonde hair over her mons. Baby, I’m going to hit pay dirt tonight.
KC’s body stiffened, going completely still.
Jake’s hand stopped. “Did I say that out loud?”
Rosalyn answered, “Um…yes, sir, you did.” She leaned up on her elbow. “Now, KC, don’t let a few words get you all upset.”
Jake’s hand cupped her pussy. “I didn’t mean it like it sounded. I mean, you’re a right pretty filly. Any man would be proud to have you.”
She jerked up to a sitting position and then to her knees.
Rosalyn rose behind her and laid her hands over KC’s shoulders. “It’s okay. Remember your bargain.”
“That’s right. This is only a bargain. Nothing else.” She glared at Jake. “I don’t have to like it, I just have to make you like it.”
Jake rose to his knees as well. “I’m not a complete jackass. I want you to find something to like about this whole deal.”
“You are a jackass and the only thing I’m going to like is when it’s over.” She clenched her fists at her sides, her forehead creased in a dark frown.
With his work cut out for him, Jake had to squash the urge to throw her down and fuck her. Couldn’t she see how much his body ached to do just that?
Then it dawned on Jake. Maybe she could see what she did to him and the thought of his big old dick ramming into her scared the fool out of her. This tough little filly needed even more gentling than he’d originally suspected.
“I promise to be gentle.”
“I don’t care. Just do it and get it over with.”
The stubborn set of her jaw and the words she spat at him made him angry and more determined than ever. “I’ll do it my way, dammit.” He pulled her arms away from her chest and bent to take her nipple into his mouth, sucking hard.
She drew in a sharp breath and let it out slowly but didn’t move, still balanced on her knees, her body rigid.
Rosalyn moved up beside her friend, her arms circling around KC’s waist, her hands sliding down over the blonde’s belly. “It’ll be all right. You don’t have to be afraid. Making love is a beautiful thing.”
“I won’t be making love. There is no love involved here. He’ll be fucking me like the animal he is. Plain and simple.”
Jake’s mouth stilled on her breast and he came up, his face burning with his anger. “I’m trying to make this easier on you. If all you want is for me to fuck you, then have it your way.” He bent her over, forcing her to her hands and knees and parted her legs with his knee. When he positioned himself behind her, ready to ram his rod deep into her pussy, Rosalyn’s calming hand halted him.
“Don’t.” She shook her head. “Not like this. If you want to fuck the anger out of yourself, take me. Not her. Not like this.”
KC’s body shook beneath his hands. Jake stared down at her ass bared for his taking. And he wanted her more than anything he’d ever wanted in his life. But he didn’t rape women. Never had and never would. He’d get her to beg for him before he took her.
“You’re right.” He leaned over her back, his cock nudging her entrance. “I’ll make you want me. Mark my words.”
“Never,” KC choked out.
He backed his cock away from her entrance and his thumbs spread her butt cheeks wide. “You’ll be changing your tune soon, honey.” He nudged her legs wider and lay down between them, his hands pulling her hips closer to him until her pussy was within reach of his lips. “You’ll be changing your tune.”
Chapter Six
KC stiffened as soon as Jake’s tongue made contact with her pussy. Oh sweet Jesus. Her determination to remain unaffected by this callous gambler’s tender treatment unraveled with every flick of his tongue.
“Oh yes, that’s the way to make her beg.” Rosalyn crawled around to KC’s front and smiled.
“I thought you were on my side,” KC said through gritted teeth. Every stroke of Jake’s tongue made her body more tense until she thought she would scream.
Rosalyn reached out and took KC’s hand, guiding it to her own pussy. “I am, honey. You really should learn to relax and let him please you.”
“I don’t want to be pleased.” KC’s fingers slipped into Rosalyn’s channel, much like Jake’s tongue thrust in and out of her own.
“Oh yes you do. Just like I want you to please me.” Rosalyn’s head tipped back, her breasts jutting forward. “Just like last night. Make me scream.”
Jake’s hands brushed over KC’s bottom, parting the cheeks and tracing a line down to her asshole.
Her hand stilled on Rosalyn’s pussy as Jake’s finger pushed gently against the tight ring.
“Wh-what are you doing?”
“He’s fucking your asshole with his finger, KC.” Rosalyn cupped KC’s hand, shoving it into her pussy. “Don’t stop now, I’m on fire for you.”
KC twirled her fingers in the juices of Rosalyn’s pussy, shoving her fingers in, liking that she made her friend all warm and wet.
When Jake’s tongue moved to that little nubbin of pleasure, KC almost catapulted forward with the burst of sensations.
Rosalyn smiled, guiding KC’s fingers to her own clit. “Ride it, honey.”
“Oh my God, Jake!” Her head fell back, her other hand rising to cup her breast as her body took over, bunching into a tight spring ready to…to release into a fiery explosion.
KC shook with the intensity, letting out the breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding for so long. As her heart slowed to a regular beat, she opened her eyes and stared across at Rosalyn. “Do you always feel like you’re going to die?”
She smiled. “The most exquisite death.” Rosalyn leaned forward and took KC’s lips in a gentle kiss. Then she whispered in her ear, “Your turn to pleasure him. You made a bargain.”
“But how?”
She looked past KC to where Jake lay on the ground, his cock pointed straight up to the moonlit sky. “Take him like he did you.”
“What are you two talking about up there?” Jake slapped KC’s ass.
She squealed and stood, startled by the loud sound, though it didn’t hurt. The moisture between her thighs cooled in the night air.
Rosalyn shoved her gently. “Go.”
KC turned and knelt beside Jake’s waist. “Here?”
“Yes.” Rosalyn placed her hands on KC’s shoulders.
Jake rose on his elbows. “What’s this? Another lesson?”
“Shut up and let her learn.” Rosalyn smiled to temper her words.
KC’s hand shook as she took Jake’s cock in her palms and rubbed up and down. His skin was as soft as satin, but hard as steel beneath.
Jake laughed, his voice catching as KC’s hands smoothed lower to cup his balls.
“Take him like I told you.” Rosalyn nodded.
KC’s stomach bunched. “I can’t while he’s watching.” She frowned at Jake.
“Okay, I’ll close my eyes.”
“I don’t trust you.”
“Then if you don’t mind, I’ll distract him.” Rosalyn shifted around KC and then knelt over Jake’s head, placing one knee on either side of his cheeks. “I’m much harder to please.”
“I’ll consider it a challenge.” With his hands on Rosalyn’s hips, he guided her lower until her pussy hovered over his mouth.
KC’s eyes widened, her hands tightening on Jake’s cock.
“Better, sweeting?” Rosalyn reached out and tweaked KC’s nipple.
KC, fascinated by what Jake was doing to Rosalyn, let her hands follow the motion of Jake’s tongue sliding in and out of Rosalyn. She lowered her mouth to the head of his cock and licked it.
His hips jerked upward, and his tongue stilled for a moment.
Had she caused that reaction? A surge of something resembling power pushed through her, and KC did it again. This time she traced her tongue around the little hole at the tip of his penis.
His hips thrust u
pward again and his hands tightened on Rosalyn’s hips.
Oh yes, KC had been the direct cause of his movement. And she liked the feel of his cock on her tongue. What would he do if she took more of it? She sank lower, swirling her tongue around the mushroomed head. Then she took just the tip of his dick into her mouth.
His body went rigid, and his tongue thrust deep into Rosalyn.
The other woman’s back arched, her breasts jutting forward.
KC reached out and palmed one of the soft orbs as her mouth sank down over Jake’s dick.
He pushed upward, forcing himself deeper until he bumped against the back of her throat. He groaned and pulled out, then thrust back in.
KC backed off, breathing in.
“Good Lord, don’t stop now,” Jake shouted.
“Please, don’t stop now.” Rosalyn’s fingers slid down over her clit, teasing the nubbin. “Turn around. Let me touch you while you’re touching him.”
KC frowned. “How so?”
“Show me your ass. Straddle his chest with your knees and let me touch you from behind.” Rosalyn leaned forward and positioned KC over Jake, one knee on either side, her face over his cock, her ass pointed at Rosalyn.
“Are you sure? This doesn’t feel right.”
“Just suck his dick,” Rosalyn rapped out.
“By all that’s holy, yes,” Jake said from beneath Rosalyn.
Confused, KC leaned over Jake and took his cock in her mouth. He pushed deeper, his knees rising so that he could brace his heels on the blanket.
Behind her, KC felt Rosalyn’s hand sliding up the inside of her thigh. Everywhere she touched tingled with her featherlight stroke. Then her finger slid into KC’s cunt.
KC sucked in a sharp breath along with Jake’s cock. She cupped his balls and kneaded them between her fingers.
He thrust in and out, over and over.
Rosalyn bent to kiss KC’s bottom, her tongue tracing a line down to the crease between her cheeks, lower still to the tight round hole of her anus. Her fingers slipped into her pussy and back out, coated in juices. She slathered the moisture over KC’s clit and stroked her until the tension built.
Rosalyn rocked behind her, thrusting against KC’s clit, her moans rising as Jake tongued her cunt.
KC took all of Jake’s cock into her mouth, clutched his ass and pushed him deeper.
His body was rigid, the muscles in his thighs tight. Everything building, building…
Rosalyn cried out, her voice echoing in the darkness outside the fire’s glow. “There. Oh yes, there.” Her fingers worked feverishly over KC’s nubbin as though her pleasure hinged on KC’s. Her thumb slid down the crack of KC’s ass and pressed into KC’s anus.
KC rose up the length of Jake’s cock and back down, faster and faster to the same rhythm as Rosalyn’s thrusts.
Her head spinning with the myriad sensations, KC sucked hard on Jake’s dick as she plunged over the edge, her own cries garbled by a mouth so full of cock.
Jake shoved Rosalyn to the side. “My apologies,” he said as he pulled his cock from KC’s mouth and flipped her over onto her back. He was on her, lying between her legs before she could catch her breath.
“I can’t wait any longer.” He drove into her, breaking through her maidenhead.
KC cried out, clutching his hips in her hands, pushing him back.
He pounded in and out, slamming harder against her until his balls made a slapping sound against her bottom.
After the first sharp pain, the intimacy of their coupling eased her concern and she settled in, planting her heels into the blanket to meet him thrust for thrust.
As the pace increased, so too did the tension in KC until she longed for another release equally soul-defining as the last. Rosalyn slipped her fingers between them and stroked KC’s clit. There. That was exactly what she needed. KC pitched over the top.
Jake thrust one last time, his body going rigid, his head thrown back, his eyes squeezed tight. “Oh, KC.” He collapsed over her, trapping Rosalyn’s hand between their bodies.
When his body quit jerking, he rolled to her side and reached down, smoothing his hand over her cunt as he leaned up on his elbow. “You were wonderful.”
KC basked in his praise, forgetting for a moment that she had to be wonderful to keep him entertained.
As his hand smoothed over her pussy, he drew it away and stared down. “What the hell?”
“What?” KC leaned up to see what he was looking at.
“This is blood.”
She lay back, the glow fading from their magnificent coupling.
“Oh, dear Lord.” He cupped her cheek and stared down into her eyes. “You were a virgin?”
Her vision clouded with a wash of unshed tears. “What did you think?”
“I thought you knew more. You acted like you knew more.”
“Rosalyn taught me everything I know last night.”
He glared across at Rosalyn. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
She shrugged. “Would it have mattered?”
“Of course it would have mattered.”
“So? I was a virgin.” With the cooling of Jake’s ardor and hers came the return of reason. “Consider it a bonus for the deal you made.”
Jake lay awake the rest of the night, regret tormenting his waking thoughts, refusing to let him fall into the oblivion of sleep.
He’d taken KC’s virginity. He felt as badly as he would have felt if he’d raped her.
She lay cocooned in her blanket, snuggled up to Rosalyn, sleeping like the baby she was.
A damned virgin!
Jake sat staring into the fire, stoking it when it needed stoking to keep KC warm from the cool mountain air. He couldn’t undo what he’d done. He couldn’t give back her virginity.
The bad thing was that he liked her. She was the kind of woman he always imagined being with. Unselfish. She’d sacrificed herself for her family. Protective. Defended her father’s honor by stalking into a bar full of drunks to punch the man who’d taken everything they owned in a round of cards. Strong. Jake rubbed his jaw. And beautiful. His little game of trading the ranch for her had somehow backfired.
He was still sitting there when the sun lightened the sky. It would be another hour before it topped the high peaks and shone down on them, but they might as well get going. They had a long day’s ride before they arrived at the cabins.
Jake gathered his blanket, slipped into his clothing, still damp from their fall into the creek, and tossed his saddle onto his horse before he went to wake the others.
If he was a decent man, he’d take KC back to her father where she belonged. If he was a decent man, he’d never have fucked her, acting as though she owed him for what her father had gambled away.
But then he wasn’t a good man. He’d taken the only thing most women had of any value. Her virginity. She was ruined as far as any decent man would be concerned. Once he tired of her, she’d only have her body to sell to the highest bidder in some mining camp.
He took a kerchief from his saddlebag and wet it in the cool, clean water of the creek, wrung it out and walked over to where KC slept. She lay with a smile curving her pretty pink lips. How he’d ever mistaken her for a boy, he couldn’t understand. Everything about the slender neck, the little ears, the slight tilt of her nose screamed female. Her long blonde hair played out over the gray wool blanket, a sheath of gold in the early morning light. He longed to reach out and run his fingers through the silken strands.
“She’ll be fine,” Rosalyn said in a quiet whisper, already dressed in her riding outfit. “Women are a lot sturdier than most men think. And KC is stronger than most.”
Jake nodded. “I brought her this.” He nodded toward her middle. “You know…”
Rosalyn took it from him. “I’ll help her. You go on. She’ll just be embarrassed.”
KC stirred and Jake beat a retreat, using the horses as his excuse. He led them to the pool. While the animals drank, Jake placed a pot ov
er the fire to heat water for coffee and pulled jerky out of the package he’d purchased in Idaho Springs. The meat held no taste for him, reminding him of shoe leather. But he ate to keep up his strength. They had a rough haul the rest of the way up to the Lucky Lady mining camp. When he chewed through the first strip of meat, he gave up on food and saddled the remaining two mares, secured the packages onto the mules’ backs and turned to see how the women were coming along.
KC lay against the blanket, her legs spread wide as Rosalyn cleansed the blood from between her thighs. They spoke so softly that Jake couldn’t hear a word they said.
It bugged the hell out of him and made him want to rant like an old farmer’s wife. “We need to leave now if we plan on gettin’ there by sundown,” he called out, his voice gruff with anger at his own carelessness.
“We’ll be ready in five minutes,” Rosalyn responded.
KC stood, gathering the blanket around her, covering as much of her delicious body as she could.
Pangs of lust lashed at Jake, reminding him how good it felt to be between her legs. How her mouth on his cock make him burn just thinking about it.
Now she wouldn’t even look him in the eye. She kept her face turned away from him as she gathered her clothing and walked into the woods for privacy to dress.
Jake knotted another bundle on the mule’s back, jerking the strap so tight it snapped. “Damn it!”
“Drink this.” Rosalyn handed him a cup of coffee.
He took the cup and sipped the hot liquid, staring toward the place where KC had disappeared into the woods. “She gonna be okay?”
“Absolutely. A little sore, but she’ll be fine.”
“We can stay here another day if she needs the time.”
“No, she wants to move on and get to more solid shelter.” Rosalyn stared up at the sky that had started out clear and now was overcast. “Looks like we might get rain before the day’s over.”
“Yeah. Makes the paths even more dangerous than they already are. We should get a move on.”
KC stepped out of the woods dressed in her men’s trousers, shirt and vest, with the overcoat as the finishing touch to hide every bit of her womanly attributes.
But Jake wasn’t fooled by the clothing. Beneath all the men’s trappings was the heart of a woman. One who’d been cruelly used.
