Gold Lust [Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Becca Van

  “Take care, Kent.”

  “You, too, Lacy, and make sure you wear your hat if you go outside today. You got a bit of colour in your cheeks yesterday.”

  “I will.”

  “Good girl,” Kent said as he and Chet headed out, but both of them paused in the doorway.

  “Take care of our wife,” Chet said, and then they were gone.

  “What have you got planned today, darlin’?” Walker asked as he dried the breakfast dishes.

  “I have to put up the vegetables I picked yesterday. I don’t want them spoiling.”

  “You’ve done a great job on the garden, honey, but we don’t want you wearing yourself out.”

  “I used to help my papa in the gardens. I like tending them and picking the fruits of hard work.”

  “Just don’t overdo it,” Will said as he kissed on her the cheek and left the house.

  “I’d better get out there or Will might kick my arse.” Walker put the last cup in the cupboard, and after kissing her until her toes curled, he slapped her on the butt and left with a grin on his face.

  Lacy hummed as she worked. It wasn’t until her face began to ache that she realised she hadn’t stopped smiling. She was happier than she’d ever imagined a person could be, but she also worried about her men as they tried to find those bushrangers. She was scared whoever was out scouting for those reprobates would end up getting shot or killed, but she would never let on to them how frightened she was.

  She knew there were no guarantees in life and to take and live each day to its fullest. That thought made her realise she hadn’t told her men how much she loved each of them and though she wanted to, none of them had said anything to her about how they felt for her.

  By the time lunchtime came around, she’d finished with the canning and had the leftover lamb stew hot for Walker and Will. When she heard boots on the steps, she served two bowls and took them to the table.

  They came in, washed up, and sat down to eat.

  “You’ve been busy,” Will said as he glanced about all the sealed jars.

  “Yes, but I’m finished now. There is only a little more of the garden to weed and then I want to turn the soil over so it’s ready to plant more seeds.”

  “One of us will do that for you, darlin’,” Walker said after he swallowed.

  “I can do it.”

  “No,” Will said in a firm voice. “That type of work is too heavy for you.”

  Lacy pushed her chair back, rose to her feet, and placed her hands on her hips. “Do I look like I can’t dig? Do I look like a simpering little miss?”

  “Whoa.” Walker raised his hands in the air as if to ward off her anger, but she kept her gaze pinned to Will’s.

  “I never said that, Lacy.”

  “No, you just implied it.” Lacy stuck her chin out at him.

  “I didn’t mean to insult you, honey. I just don’t think there’s any need for you to do such hard work when Walker or I can do it for you.”

  “I never had anyone help me with the digging before.”

  “What about your father?” Walker asked with a frown.

  “He always had so much to do. If I hadn’t helped him he would never have gotten everything done.”

  “There is more than just one of us, darlin’.” Walker sipped from his cup. “Plus, we have more than enough stockmen to deal with the other jobs.”

  “But you need to get the wool baled up. Don’t you have to load it up and cart it out tomorrow?”

  “We’ll help load but we’re not taking it to market.”

  “Why not?”

  “Because we’re not leaving you alone.”

  “I’m not a child, Will.”

  “I never said you were, but I’m not willing to leave you on your own. You would be in danger, Lacy. Anyone could walk onto our land and try and rape then kill you.”

  Lacy sighed. She knew he was right but she was so used to doing things by herself, without anyone looking out for her, and it was going to take time to get used to their protectiveness. Not that she didn’t like the way they wanted to look out for her because she did. It gave her a warm fuzzy feeling inside, but she wasn’t used to answering to anyone. Her father had only spent time with her in the evenings after he’d finished work, but now that she thought about it, this place was far from tame. She’d been safe enough working on that large estate and she’d grown up with all the other people working for the owners.

  This was place was so different than the southeast of Melbourne. Although she hadn’t seen any of the goldfields she could just imagine the fights amongst the men. And there were probably more men here because of the gold than there was in the city. Will was right, she needed to be careful.

  She finally met his gaze and nodded her acquiescence.

  Will stood and moved closer to her. “Thank you, honey. We aren’t trying to smother you, Lacy, but we need to know you’re safe. We care about you.”

  “You do?” she asked in a voice full of emotion and quickly looked away when her eyes filled with moisture. She blinked rapidly to dispel them.

  Will reached up and cupped her face between his hands, staring deeply into her eyes for a few moments. “Of course we do. Do you think we’d marry just any woman?”

  Lacy was sure she’d seen pain in his eyes and was about to apologise but didn’t get the chance because Will covered her mouth with his.

  Chapter Twelve

  Will couldn’t seem to get enough of Lacy. No matter how many times he and his friends made love with her, he couldn’t control the hunger burning deep down inside. Every time he thought about her, he got hard and she didn’t even need to be close.

  Sometimes he felt like he was going out of his mind, but it was a good insanity. He wanted to sleep with her in his arms every single night but he couldn’t. It wouldn’t be fair to his friends if they didn’t take turns.

  He swirled his tongue around hers, growling deep in his throat when she kissed him back just as greedily. When he felt her hands land on his chest over his shirt he wished he was bare. Will wanted to have her touching him all the time, wanted her hands running over his skin and gripping his cock.

  When he was in danger of passing out from lack of air, he lifted his head and leaned his forehead on hers, trying to gain his equilibrium. He should be outside watching over the hands as they baled the wool up readying it for transport but he just couldn’t seem to make himself let her go or walk away from her. She was everything he’d ever dreamed about. No, that wasn’t true. She was so much more than he could have ever imagined.

  Lacy took such good care of them, making sure they were fed or had food to take with them when they weren’t home. Yesterday he and Walker had been out scouting for Strutt and his gang, and when he’d unwrapped the food she’d given him before he left home he’d found enough to eat for two meals. He knew it was in case he hadn’t been back in time for dinner and Walker’s portion had been the same.

  She’d weeded the vegetable garden, and after picking the bounty had canned it to be used at a later date. And she was a wonderful cook. How she’d managed to learn when her mother had died when she’d been so young, he had no idea. She was the type of woman who would go out of her way to help anyone in need and although she could protect herself to an extent she was still so very feminine.

  When she moaned, he lifted his head and saw that Walker was nibbling on her neck and cupping her breasts through her shirt. From the way they moved in his friend’s hands she didn’t have a corset on. That was another thing he liked about her. She didn’t always conform to convention, plus, she stood up to them when she didn’t agree with what they wanted or told her.

  He thought back to her going to toe-to-toe with Chet the day before.

  “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” Chet yelled his question.

  Will spun around, his hand going to the gun in his holster, ready to defend his friend, but when he’d turned he’d seen Lacy carrying armfuls of wood toward the house.


  Lacy glared at Chet and shoved her chin toward him. “Gee, I don’t know,” she’d said facetiously, rolling her eyes at the same time. “Standing on my head blowing bubbles out of my ears.”

  Chet stomped over to her and practically snatched the wood from her arms. “Don’t you get feisty at me, little girl. Next time you need wood, call one of us to carry it for you.”

  Lacy stormed over closer to Chet and began poking him in the arm. “Does it look like my arms and legs don’t work? Do I look useless to you?”

  “I never said you were useless, love. But you shouldn’t be lifting heavy things.”

  “Oh, please. What the hell am I supposed to do if none of you are around? Do you want me to sit on my arse and cry? I’m not used to having anyone do things for me, Chet. I’m used to doing it myself.”

  Chet’s jaw clenched and then he sighed. “Look, I understand that you’ve had to do a lot, but you don’t need to now. There are four of us to do this sort of thing for you. All you need to do is ask.”

  “Why should I ask you to do something I can do myself? You were all already busy. Why would I interrupt you when I am as capable of carrying wood as you are?”

  “Lacy—” Chet began but didn’t get to finish when she interrupted him.

  “Kiss my arse, Chet.”

  Will had to bite his tongue to hold in his laughter. Chet had followed her with astonished eyes as she hurried back into the house. She’d slammed the door in her fit of pique. That was the first time he’d ever seen Chet so gobsmacked and he was sure it wouldn’t be the last.

  He came back to the present when Lacy whimpered and when he looked at her chest he saw that Walker had opened her shirt and slipped his hands beneath her chemise. Will’s hard cock twitched in his pants and his mouth watered for a taste of her cream.

  He knelt down and as Walker pushed her shirt off of her shoulders and down her arms, he unfastened her skirt and let it drop to the floor. Will was pleased to find that she wasn’t wearing any pantaloons since they had told her it wasn’t necessary unless they were going to town. Lacy had been stunned over that suggestion but each day she relaxed a little more.

  “Get her petticoat off,” Will told Walker.

  Walker lifted the thin material up her legs, her body, and off over her head.

  “You are so fucking sexy, darlin’,” Walker rasped as he kneaded her breasts and plucked at her nipples.

  “Let’s get her on the table.” Will stood up and swept Lacy into his arms.

  “Will, someone might see,” Lacy said breathlessly.

  “No, they won’t.” Walker hurried over to the windows and closed the curtains.

  Will placed Lacy’s arse on the edge of the table and then gently eased her onto her back. He pulled a chair close and sat down on it between her legs. He was the perfect height to eat out her pussy and didn’t waste any time digging in.

  Lacy groaned when his tongue licked up the length of her pussy and then he swiped it over the nub at the top of her sex. She opened her eyes when hands covered her breasts and met Walker’s hungry gaze. He massaged her soft globes and then he pinched her nipples between his fingers.

  She arched up when Will pressed a finger into her hole and then whimpered when he began to pump it in and out. The warmth in her body grew hotter and then she moaned when Will pressed another finger up into her.

  “Fucking delicious,” Will growled against her pussy, sending vibrations over her wet flesh and deep down inside. She wanted to touch them in return but when she tried to reach down for Will all she could grab hold of was his hair.

  She gasped as his thrusting fingers increased their pace, gliding along her tight, wet walls, creating a veritable burning friction that felt so good she could barely stand it. Her muscles began to tauten and just as she thought she was about to fly, Will withdrew his fingers from her sex and Walker let go of her breasts.

  “Help me turn her over,” Will demanded, and then she was lifted from her back, turned, and placed back on the table on her hands and knees.

  She met Walker’s gaze as he shoved a chair out of the way and then he was undoing his pants. His long thick cock sprung out as he shoved his trousers over his hips and they pooled around his ankles. He moved closer to her and fisted his shaft in his hand, stroking it up and down. She licked her lips and watched as fluid bubbled up to the tip, glistening in the low light.

  “Take me in your mouth, darlin’,” Walker rasped, rubbing the head of his cock over the seam of her lips.

  Lacy drew in a deep breath and then leaned forward. She swiped her tongue over the tip and hummed with appreciation of his sweet, spicy flavour, and then she opened her mouth wide and took him in as far as he could go.

  Walker groaned and his hand grabbed hold of the ponytail she’d put her hair up in that morning and tightened his grip. He held her head still and then began to rock his hips, sliding his cock in and out of her mouth, still with his hand wrapped around the base so he didn’t choke her. She felt so controlled and relished the security and safety in his hands, knowing he wouldn’t do anything to hurt her.

  She mewled when she felt Will’s body press against her, savouring the warmth of his naked skin next to hers. When he tapped the inside of her thigh she widened her legs and sighed when his finger probed her wet entrance. He backed away slightly and then his cock was touching her cunny. She moaned as he entered her, her walls stretching to admit him, and sighed when he finally touched bottom. The head of his cock butting against her womb.

  “Hold on tight, honey,” Will said in a deep husky voice and then he began moving.

  In and out he slid that wide, delectable cock, stroking her insides to a level of melted gold. She rubbed her tongue along the underside of Walker’s cock, proud and pleased when he moaned and glided back into her mouth.

  Each time Will pressed forward his stomach and pelvis slapped against the back of her thighs and arse, and the sounds of their heavy breathing grew louder.

  The tension inside her built, her muscles growing tighter and tighter until fire was licking at her veins.

  “I’m getting close,” Walker gasped. “Will you swallow my seed, darlin’?”

  Since she couldn’t answer with her mouth full, Lacy reached up and cupped the balls hanging between his legs. She rolled and fondled the precious jewels, pleased when he moaned louder than before. Each time he stroked into her mouth, she suctioned her cheeks, hoping to add to Walker’s pleasure and then she felt the hand he had gripping her hair tighten. He emitted a low growl as he pressed forward and held still.

  His cock jerked and seed erupted over the back of her tongue and down her throat. She swallowed convulsively, delighted in the taste of his essence, not wanting to lose any of it.

  Walker’s whole body trembled as he withdrew from her mouth and then he dropped into the chair he’d pushed aside earlier, his breath seesawing in and out of his lungs in great whooping gasps.

  Lacy mewled and groaned when Will leaned over her, his arm around her waist, and then she moaned when one of his fingers caressed her pearl. Her muscles quivered with tension and then she was crying out.

  She screamed as her cunny clenched down onto his pistoning cock, shivering and shaking as ecstasy rolled over her in a great tidal wave. He thrust into her twice more and then shouted as his body juddered against hers, his cock jerking inside her as he released and filled her with his cum.

  When she came back from the nirvanic high she realized that she was no longer on her hands and knees but lying across the table with her breasts squished into the unforgiving surface, and Will was slumped over her, his forehead pressed to her spine.

  She wiggled and sighed with relief when he got up off her back, drawing a deep breath into her lungs.

  “You all right, honey?”

  “Yeah.” A smile of satisfaction spread over her lips and she giggled.

  “What’s so funny?” Walker asked.

  “I don’t think I can move.”

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p; Will chuckled and then withdrew his softening cock from her cunny, making them both groan. “That means we loved you right.”

  “God, yes.” Lacy rolled over to her back and peered up at Will. He was so sexy her just sated libido twitched but she was too exhausted to react more than that.

  “Come on,” Will held his hand out to her and helped her into a sitting position. “Let’s get you dressed. We have work to do.”

  “Will you be okay while we help load the wool bales?” Walker asked as he dressed.

  “I’ll be fine.”

  “Stay close to the house and if you need any help just holler. But no digging.” Will pointed at her and gave her a hard look.

  Lacy nodded, but wasn’t about to lie and agree verbally. Will and Walker hugged her and then both kissed her on the lips, one after the other, and headed out. She slid from the table and wobbled when her legs trembled. She gathered her clothes and headed to her room. She needed to wash up and then she planned to work in the garden again.

  * * * *

  Chet pulled his horse to a stop as fear permeated his heart. He shifted in his saddle until he could reach his saddlebag and removed the wanted posters out.

  “Fucking hell! How far away are we from the farm?”

  Kent raised an eyebrow in query and scratched his chin as the thought. “We’ve doubled back since following that trail so I’d reckon about an hour’s ride.”

  “We have to get back.” Chet turned his horse in the direction of home. “We’re going to be riding hard.”

  “What’s up?” Kent asked.

  “I’ve just remembered where I’ve seen Curly and Hitch before.” He passed the papers over to Kent.

  “I don’t see…Fuck!” Kent turned his horse and they were off, galloping as fast as their horses could.

  Chet’s heart felt like it was lodged in his throat. He was scared for Lacy. Scared that those bushrangers would get to her before they got home. He wished there was a way to let Will and Walker know that their wife was in extreme danger, but there was no way he could. He spurred his horse, his heart thundering along with the beat of his mount’s hooves, and prayed they got to Lacy in time.