Monroe, Melody Snow - Leather and Lace [The Callens 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Melody Snow Monroe

  As soon as Heath closed the front door, she faced Jake. “Show me.”

  They saddled up and headed to the fence along Harper’s Lane. He dismounted and picked up a plastic tie wrap. She got down to investigate. “What do you make of it?”

  “I’m thinking the rustlers cut the fence. After they stole the cattle, they did a quick repair with these. That’s why when we rode the perimeter, we didn’t see the breach.”

  “Smart.”

  “I agree. What should we do?”

  “They haven’t been back since I shot at them.”

  “You mean after you got shot.”

  She didn’t need his reminder. “Whatever.”

  “Here’s the thing. I was in town at the Raging Bull Saloon and overhead someone talking about doing a job Friday night.”

  A million questions ran through her mind. “What kind of job?” He wasn’t making sense.

  “Rustling.”

  Her heart nearly crashed. “Did you see who they were?”

  “No. By the time I edged my way through the crowd, the men had either changed the conversation or had disappeared.”

  “Did they say when they were going to do this job?”

  “Not specifically, but I figure I might drive by for a few nights and see if I can catch them in the act.”

  She recalled how they’d blocked the road and had a lot of firepower. “That’s too dangerous.”

  “I’ll be careful. Since I know where they’ll be, I can hide.”

  “I appreciate you wanting to help, but remember how upset you were when I suggested I wanted to ride out at night to find them.”

  He stood taller. “You’re a woman.”

  Her fists clenched. “A woman who can shoot as well as you can.”

  His lips pursed as if he was trying to control saying something he’d regret. “Let’s get back.”

  It was the smartest thing he’d said all day. “Did you report this to the sheriff?” Will was a good man. When she’d spoken to the sheriff about the fire, she asked about finding the rustlers. He said he had nothing more to report, but that he was still looking into it. After all, someone needed to be responsible for almost killing her.

  “No. My facts aren’t concrete.”

  She agreed that overhearing a conversation wasn’t enough. Besides, he couldn’t identify the speakers. “You’re probably right.”

  When she arrived home, she spent the next few hours cleaning the stalls and racking her brain for who might be out to get her. She was a small-time rancher and no threat to anyone. The only logical conclusion was that she’d overlooked something in her finances. Had she been late paying someone and they wanted to take it out on her?

  Desperate for some answers, she went into her office and evaluated everything she’d purchased since opening her ranch. Nothing jumped out at her.

  By dinnertime, she was drained and wanted nothing more than to soak in her tub with a glass of wine. That wasn’t totally true. She wanted Heath and Wade. Maybe if she called them, they’d be up for some popcorn and a TV movie. She dialed Heath’s number, but all she got was his voice mail. She inhaled and left a message that if they wanted to come over after dinner, say around eightish, that she’d be up for some company.

  In the meantime, she wanted to relax in the tub. Once she gathered her wine and poured the bubble bath powder into the tub, she dropped in to soak. She’d been in for less than five minutes when the doorbell rang. It wasn’t even dinnertime, so it couldn’t be her men.

  It probably was Jake, but she wasn’t in the mood to talk to him again. The front door wasn’t locked, so if something catastrophic occurred, he’d barge in. She moved the bubbles over her body to cover herself just in case.

  She’d closed her eyes when she heard voices. That meant either a few of her siblings or Heath and Wade had decided to come early. She reached behind her to pull down the towel when the bathroom door opened.

  Breath held, she dragged the towel over her body, but the water drenched it so fast, it outlined every bump and curve.

  Wade smiled. “I didn’t know it was my birthday.”

  She laughed. “It’s not eight.”

  “We know, but we couldn’t wait. We brought over some ribs and vegetables. We thought we could make some dinner before our movie night.”

  “Sounds wonderful. Now if you two gentlemen would excuse me, I need to rinse and change.”

  “I can help with that while Heath fires up the grill.”

  Heath stepped around his older brother. “Dinner can wait.”

  She was in for it now. No telling when she’d get a meal. She stood up and wrung out the dripping towel. As the garden tub had no curtain, her naked body was in full view.

  “Can I rinse you?” Heath said with a gleam in his eye.

  “Sure.”

  He turned on the overhead shower, waited for the temperature to be right, and ran the water over her body. Somehow he felt the need to rub his hand across every inch of her. Once he seemed satisfied she had no more soap on her, she stepped out of the tub. Wade had a towel ready. Heath picked up a hand towel, as the second bath towel was wet.

  Heath moved behind her and rubbed her back. Wade’s eyes glistened as he patted the water off her shoulder, her tits, and finally her pussy. He spent a lot of time between her legs. When she glanced to his crotch, his cock had hardened.

  “How about taking this someplace more comfortable, babe?”

  Heath tapped her butt. “I’ll light the coals and be right in. I have a present for you, Sam.”

  She spun around. “I like presents.”

  Wade led her into her bedroom where she’d fortunately changed the sheets last night. He leaned over to kiss her when she stopped him. “How about letting me torment you first?”

  He held her gaze. “Will you be kind?”

  “About as kind as you’ve been to me.” She loved having the power over him.

  “Okay.”

  “Here are the rules. You can’t touch me or I’ll have to rope and tie you to the bed.”

  He laughed. “I’d like to see you try.”

  “I’m sure if my calves could talk, many of them would have said the same thing. Trust me, I always win.”

  He chuckled as he placed his clasped hands on top of his head. “I’m all yours.”

  Oooh. She loved his sexy voice. “Can you take off your boots for me?”

  “I thought you wanted to do all the work.”

  “So, you’re going to be that way about it, huh?”

  She led him backward until his knees hit the bed then gave him a little shove. The whole time he held his hands high. She had to get on her knees to pull off his boots. They took some tugging, but eventually, the first one came off.

  “If you straddle my leg with your ass facing me, and hold on to my boot, I can press forward. The extra force should get that boot off.”

  “Like I’m going to show you my ass.”

  He laughed. “I think you have me confused with Heath, though I’ve been known to enjoy the back door.”

  These men always had a comeback. After she got the boots and socks off, she unbuckled his belt. Since he was lying on his back, getting the pants off might be hard. However, she only needed to lower them a bit for what she had in mind.

  With the belt unhooked, she unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. “Lift your ass.”

  “Now you want me to work.”

  “If you want my lips on your cock, you’ll do as I say.”

  “Now we’re talking.”

  His hips lifted enough for her to pull the pants down to his thighs. “Oh, my. We seem to be missing some underwear.”

  “I came ready for action.”

  “I can see that.” Her grin nearly split her face in two.

  She stuck her hand in his pocket and pulled out a few condoms. “Planning on a long night?” She couldn’t have been more pleased.

  “I know you like variety.”

  In her men, she did. Alternating
between Heath and Wade was what she’d always dreamed of. Sam crawled on the bed and grabbed his cock. He lowered his hands as if to stop her. That wasn’t going to happen. If he lost control and climaxed too soon, that was his problem. She grabbed the thick shaft and squeezed tight. His inhale seemed to stop in midstride.

  She leaned over and licked him slowly. His salty, masculine flavor turned her on something fierce. The long vein that ran his length pulsed purple, and she took her time moving up to the rippled ridge bordering his cock’s head. Using her teeth, she lightly nipped her way around the perimeter.

  Wade clasped her upper arm. “You know the old saying. ‘What comes around, goes around.’”

  “I can handle any torture you two can dole out.”

  He laughed. The back door clanged closed, implying Heath was on his way in.

  “I see you started without me. Good. Is she wet?” Apparently, he wasn’t going to wait for his brother to answer. Heath slipped a hand between her pussy and dragged her pooled liquid up her butt crack. “Seems to be.”

  She slipped her mouth over Wade’s cock, loving how every time she ran her mouth down his dick, his stomach muscles fluttered. Teasing him was so much fun. Heath was behind her, and she figured he’d be getting naked. Instead, she heard foil rip. Maybe he was putting on a condom, thinking that if Wade was receiving a blow job, he’d be the one to get her pussy. Worked for her.

  Both of Heath’s palms clasped her rear. He leaned over and trailed kisses up her spine. Tingles followed each peck.

  “Are you ready for your present?”

  She figured his big cock was the gift. “Yes.”

  A sound of a jar opening took her by surprise. The air scented with cinnamon. What was he doing? Then his greased finger rubbed circles around her anus and she realized the smell was flavored lube. Pricks of excitement shot into her. She was finally going to have anal sex.

  “We need to stretch you out. I bought a nice dildo for you.”

  A few of her friends had used the anal dildos, and she’d heard only positive comments. “Go for it.”

  Heath laughed. In the meantime, she returned her attention to Wade, who’d scooted back on the bed. “Let’s give Heath some room.”

  She repositioned herself by straddling Wade’s leg, presenting her ass to Heath. He rubbed her butt cheeks a few times then dipped his finger in her puckered hole. She was more used to the odd sensation this time.

  “Got anything bigger?”

  Heath tapped her ass. “Be patient or I’ll impale you myself. I promise you won’t be asking for anything bigger once you try me.”

  She loved bantering with these two. “You are so all talk.”

  “Only because I don’t want to make you in the least bit uncomfortable, I won’t prove to you that you’re wrong.” He kissed her ass then placed something hard and cold at her entrance. “If you want me to stop, let me know.”

  She wouldn’t be stopping him. This is what she wanted. Her two men with her in bed. She leaned over and resumed sucking on Wade’s cock. His thickness and length made it impossible to take him all the way in her mouth.

  Heath’s right hand massaged her butt while his left pressed the large object in her hole. Instinctively, she clamped down on it.

  The quick slap came as a surprise and caused her to sit up. “What was that for?”

  “Relax. Let those muscles welcome this dildo. Picture it being my dick.”

  From the size of the plastic object, it was way bigger than his cock. “I’ll try.” She resumed her position over Wade.

  Heath rotated the dildo in a bit then let go, as if her body needed time to acclimate to it. She couldn’t imagine having something that large in her ass, and at the same time have one of their cocks in her pussy. She might be tall, but her pussy was tiny.

  Wade seemed more interested in her finishing her blow job for he held on to her shoulders. Wanting him to enjoy what she was doing as much as she was, she sucked, nipped, and licked faster and faster. The more she got into the experience, her ass muscles loosened, allowing Heath to press the fake cock all the way in. So far so good. But when he pulled it out again to reseat it, he must have hit a few nerves, and her pussy gushed.

  “I like that.”

  “I thought you would. Why don’t you straddle Wade and fuck him hard? I’ll work this end.”

  She’d like that idea, too. Wade fumbled for a condom and handed her one. She tore open the package, and with as much care as she could stand, slid the condom over his cock. The latex stretched thin. She rose on her knees and positioned her pussy over him. His two fingers found her opening before she could mount him. He rubbed her clit until she moaned out loud.

  “I want you now.” She sounded desperate, probably because she was.

  He slipped out his fingers, and she opened her pussy lips. Her wet walls allowed her to take him in with one long slide. Her breath caught the moment he was fully inside her. Having the extra cock in her ass took up too much room. Good thing it wasn’t actual size or she’d never be able to accommodate both men.

  Taking her time, and fully aware of having little room inside her, she rode Wade’s cock up and down. The erotic pleasure built fast with each thrust.

  Heath placed a hand on her back. “Lean over some more.”

  Without giving his comment a thought, she did as he asked. When he pulled the fake dick partially out of her ass and slid it back in again, a whole new world opened up to her. Wade grabbed her hips and held them still.

  “Let us do the moving. Close your eyes and enjoy the thrill.”

  Giving up total control was not her usual mode, but with these men she was willing to do it. Heath and Wade began by alternating the dildo with Wade’s cock. One went in while the other went out. The rhythm was soothing but highly stimulating at the same time. She needed more. Sam tried to take the control back by opening her legs wider and dropping onto his cock, but Wade held her still.

  “Don’t fight me, babe.”

  Since she was so inexperienced, she figured they might know what was best. She relaxed her body and cleared her mind. With her eyes closed, she concentrated on how their hands held and caressed her.

  They seemed to know when to go fast and when to take it easy. She opened her eyes, leaned over, and kissed Wade. Changing the position that little bit created a whole new set of nerve ending explosions. Wade pumped up into her as he devoured her mouth. Heath stood behind her, and from the way he was moaning and groaning, he must have been picturing it was his cock inside her.

  Streaks of pleasure blasted her as her climax slammed into her. “Oh, my God.” Her head lifted, and she squeezed her eyes shut and panted as wave upon wave of ecstasy washed over her.

  Wade flipped her over so that he was on top and continued to pump into her. The dildo was deep inside her, freeing Heath to come to the side. His cock was out, all big and purple. She reached out to touch him.

  She closed her fist around him and he pushed into her tight grasp. She swore both men came at the same time. Heath’s flow hit her arm and the rest landed on the sheets. Heath dropped onto his elbows acting like he’d finished a double marathon. Wade’s hot jism warmed her inside.

  “Babe, you are the best.” His head dropped on her chest.

  She glanced at Heath, who was panting hard but smiling wide.

  “Anyone up for a shower?” Wade asked.

  Oh, yes, today was a good day.

  Chapter Eleven

  “Do you think she’ll like it?”

  Usually Wade was very decisive in what he wanted, but when they went to find an engagement ring for Sam, he couldn’t make up his mind. “Yes, though I think the one we found in Cheyenne was just as nice.”

  “By going to Denver, we got to visit Tom and Julie.”

  Heath had felt a little guilty that their sister lived a little less than three hours away and yet they rarely visited. “True.”

  Julie had made them a great dinner and insisted on showing them pictures of the
ir trip to France. He was thrilled to see his sister so happy, but it was past 11:00 p.m. when they finally left.

  “We should have spent the night.” Wade slapped the wheel, probably to keep himself awake.

  “Then we would have missed the auction tomorrow morning.” They planned on buying a few more head of cattle.

  “I know.”

  By the time they passed the Intrigue town limits, it was close to 1:00 a.m. and he was beat. All the lights were off in Sam’s house. “Do you think we should wake her up?”

  Wade chuckled. “I’m so tired, I’d be bad company.”

  Amen to that. They drove toward Harper’s Lane, and their headlights illuminated two curious things. Something that looked like Jake’s truck was off to the side, and the other oddity was that there was a plume of dust hanging in the air as if something had disturbed the area a few minutes before. “Pull—”

  Wade was a step ahead of him. He’d hit the brakes and cut the engine before he finished the word. Wade jumped out and Heath raced behind him. When they reached Jake’s truck, there was a dark lump on the ground.

  “Get the flashlight out of the glove compartment,” Wade commanded.

  Heath ran back and retrieved the light. He turned the lamp toward Harper’s Lane. The dust had mostly settled. The image of two cattle trucks flashed in his mind, as did the vision of seeing Sam shot. He prayed Jake hadn’t met with the same fate.

  Heath shone the light on his brother. Jake was sitting up rubbing his head.

  “What happened?” Heath asked.

  “I got a tip that some rustlers were going to hit Sam’s place. I was waiting for them.”

  That was stupid coming out alone. “You didn’t let the sheriff in on this operation?”

  “No. I’d come out for an hour or two for the last few days. No one showed up until tonight.”

  “How’d they get a jump on you?” Wade asked.

  “I don’t know how. I was parked here, but I wanted to see if I could identify them. I crept along the fence. I can’t imagine how one of them got behind me, but he did.” He removed his hand from the back of his head, and his fingers were coated in dark blood.

  “How long has it been since they were here?”