The Divine Creek Ranch Collection Volume 4

by Heather Rainier

  Eli squeezed her tight. “I love you too, angel. I wish I’d talked with you about this sooner. At times you seemed to struggle then other times seemed to be okay. Since you had Levi, I think you’re even more beautiful, more…womanly and sexier than ever.”

  Rachel stuck her fingernail into the stubborn pudge that remained at her abdomen. “You find this sexy?”

  Eli frowned and smoothed his hand over her soft abdomen and around her hip to her ass cheek in a sensual caress. “Don’t be so hard on this body. I love it. And a few pounds doesn’t change that.”

  “But I—”

  Eli smiled and swiped a strand of hair from her forehead. “You what?”

  “I jiggle when I move. When we make love…” Things wobbled now that had been firm before.

  A soft growl rasped from his throat, and a thrill rippled up her spine at the sexy sound. “I know. You’re so soft. I’ve always loved holding you and it didn’t matter if it was before Levi, while you were pregnant, or after he was born. I’d hold you tighter, but I’m afraid of hurting you. This soft, beautiful body you just criticized is my idea of heaven on earth, so go easy on it.” Rachel hadn’t felt herself blush in a while, but her cheeks warmed as she listened to his heartfelt words. He squeezed her as if to punctuate his statement. “And if you don’t stop wiggling on my lap I’m going to have to show you just how much I love it.”

  “Oh, yeah? Do you love it this much?” She held up her index fingers about three inches apart. “Or this much?” She giggled and spaced them only slightly farther apart while shifting her hips back and forth on the hard ridge beneath her ass.

  “Angel,” Eli growled warningly as he pressed back against her. Rachel sighed happily as her pussy warmed and swelled with desire for him.

  “This much?” She felt naughty as she spread her fingers a good ten inches apart. “I could handle this much for sure.” Her cunt quivered in agreement.

  Rachel heard a distant sizzle as a rocket shot straight up into the air and exploded into a brilliant, white sparkling mass before being replaced by three more in red, white, and blue.

  Eli groaned and flexed against her again and pressed his lips to her temple. “And I’d love to give it to you.”

  “Are we secluded enough here? It’s completely dark.” Someone turned on a car radio down the hill, and she could hear patriotic music playing.

  “We’re about one hundred yards from the road here. I haven’t heard anybody else moving around us. I’d think they’d all be closer to the shoreline.”

  “These are great seats,” she murmured as they watched the lightshow through the break in the treetops down the hill.

  “I found this spot when we were doing those portraits for you a couple of years ago. Raquel said the light was good, and I liked the view.”

  “You posed against this tree trunk?”

  “Yeah.”

  Rachel shifted in his lap and straddled his thighs. “I wish I had a camera on a tripod right now.”

  She lifted his braid and pulled the tie loose and set his luxurious, long hair free, running her fingers through the silky mass of it.

  “I’d be up for that, angel.” It was dark, but Rachel could hear the smile in Eli’s voice. He pressed a warm kiss against her cleavage and slid his fingertips inside the leg openings of her shorts and panties.

  Feeling wanton, Rachel ground her pussy against the hard ridge of his erection. She rested her forehead on his shoulder and moaned softly as he stroked her cunt with a skill that left her breathless with need. Her formerly flagging libido blazed to life as her copious juices coated his fingers. Simultaneously, they set to work, unbuttoning and removing the necessary articles of clothing. Eli shifted around in the dark then held her upper body and guided her down.

  “What are you doing?” Her back made contact with what must’ve been his shirt, laid out on the ground to protect her skin. A burst of light flashed overhead confirming that fact.

  “Showing you how much I love this body.” He pulled her loosened shorts and panties from her and swiftly parted her legs.

  She gasped as he licked her pussy with deliciously slow strokes of his tongue. She arched her back and cried out as a loud boom sounded across the lake, accompanying the exploding rocket.

  Eli chuckled evilly and lifted his head long enough to whisper, “Unless you want an audience, you’d better keep it down. Someone might come up the hill to investigate and decide to watch our fireworks from the bushes.”

  Rachel giggled. “You’re saying that to turn me on even more, aren’t you?”

  “Hell, yes!” He returned his hot mouth to her throbbing clit, flicking it with the tip of his tongue with deadly accuracy. Light burst above them, and she could hear voices down the hill oohing and aahing. Eli tilted his head and licked at her bare lips with a painstaking skill that left her a quivering mass of need. He teased her, and he knew it, judging by his chuckle at her lusty moans.

  “Please, Eli.”

  The light faded from the sky as he shifted suddenly, encompassing her with his wonderful heat as he moved up her body. Another rocket burst overhead, surrounding his shadowed face in white sparkles as he nudged her entrance and thrust home. Rachel wrapped her arms and legs around him as she bucked against him, seating all of his hot length as deep as she could, wanting even more. Leaves shifted around them as Eli moved.

  “Hold on to me, angel.” She complied, and he sat up, bringing her with him.

  Eli growled as he gripped her ass cheeks and thrust hard, sending a thrill though her. He’d been very careful with her because she’d had some pain with sex after she’d been cleared at her postpartum checkup. She no longer needed him to be that careful, but they’d gotten in the habit. The fucking that she was getting now reminded her of their sexcapades predating pregnancy. She realized she’d craved it as she reveled in his firm hold on her.

  Holding on tight, she moved with him as the fireworks flashed, popped, and whistled high above them. Opening her eyes, Rachel gazed up at the man she adored, and a different sort of tears misted her eyes as she watched the pleasure grow in his features even as it swelled inside her.

  “I love you, Eli.”

  She thrust against him, and her cunt clenched on his hard, hot shaft. He smiled as he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her lips tenderly in sharp contrast to the rough pace of their fucking. Her heart pounded as the flickers of an orgasm swelled and gained momentum inside her.

  “Oh! Eli, here it comes!”

  She heard him growl as she arched her back and rode with him to completion, her cunt liquefying as her orgasm burst like fireworks inside her. Rachel felt strong and powerful, wild and crazy, as they continued at the same pace, and she knew he wanted to give her more.

  “I love your sweet pussy, angel. I’d fuck you all night if I could.”

  Rachel laughed, and Eli groaned as her mirth caused rapid contractions in her pussy. “We might die if we did, baby. They’d find us up here…eventually.” Knowing he had a tight hold of her, she switched to a circular hip-grinding motion as she spoke breathlessly. “They’d print our obituaries together. Eli and Rachel Wolf died of great sex a week or so ago. They died with smiles on their faces. Their friends and family weren’t shocked at all that even in death they preferred to not be parted.”

  A guffaw of laughter burst from Eli, and he groaned when she licked at his nipple and raked her lower teeth across it. “I know I’d die a happy man. You’re killin’ me, angel!”

  Making like he was her dancing pole, Rachel hooked a forearm around his neck, leaned back, and undulated on his cock, feeling sexier than she had in well over a year. Wild. Wanton. More like…herself. She didn’t realize how bad she’d gotten until she remembered what feeling good was like. The realization stunned her. Who had she been all this time? Where had she been?

  Eli pulled her close, evidently sensing the shift in her mood as his movements gentled, and he clasped her to him tenderly as he continued thrusting. She wanted t
his back, this wonderful, healing, sexual intimacy that she’d missed so desperately. It sucked that the only way she’d reclaimed it had been to admit there was a problem. Energy and the desire to give him back the woman he loved and needed swelled within her, and she poured it out on him.

  She grasped big handfuls of his luxuriant, silky hair as she held on for dear life and another orgasm flashed and burst within her as he cried out, pumping with forceful strokes to his own climax. They both held on to each other for dear life, and she panted against his chest as he rocked with her.

  “Wow,” she whispered in a long-drawn-out breath.

  He kissed her crown and then gently gripped the back of her head and tilted so he could gaze into her eyes. Fireworks burst above them, illuminating their embrace and the intimacy of their trysting spot.

  “You are the most beautiful, sexiest, most loving woman I’ve ever known, Rachel Wolf, and I’m going to spend my life loving every inch of you.”

  Her pounding heart swelled with love as the deeper connection between them was renewed both physically and spiritually. “I remember now what it was like between us. I don’t know when I lost it, but I’m glad you waited for me. I love you with all my heart, Eli.” Rachel squeezed his immense, solid body, stroking the muscular planes of his bare back as she offered a silent prayer of gratitude. “I’ll make an appointment to see Emma about the depression on Monday. Tonight helped so much, but I don’t expect it to magically go away.”

  “We’ll deal with it together, one day at a time.”

  They both looked up as another trio of rockets shot into the sky and burst in brilliant shades of purple, gold, and white. Rachel smiled and snuggled against his chest. “Wonder if anyone missed us.”

  Eli chuckled. “I wonder if anyone heard us.”

  She laughed and Eli groaned as the muscular contractions did funny things to their still-connected parts again. Feeling around on the ground, Eli pulled his cell phone from his jeans pocket. The screen lit up for a second. “We still have ten minutes left. They were probably so into the fireworks nobody even noticed we weren’t there.”

  Rachel scoffed as he lifted her gently from his cock. “They’ll notice. There was a definite sexy vibe in the group today. I don’t know what’s been going on, but I think we aren’t the only ones who got laid.”

  Eli chuckled but didn’t say anything else as he pulled his boxers and jeans back on then helped remove leaves from her tangled hair.

  By the time they reached the group the show was just approaching its brilliant, sparkling crescendo as a multitude of rockets shot into the air in blazing glory and people cheered. Summer waved at her from Ace’s lap on the tailgate of their SUV while Kemp sat in a folding chair beside them stroking her bare feet. Rosemary and her men, and Lydia and her men sat nearby on blankets spread on the grass.

  Rachel was glad to see that Rosemary had rejoined the group and now had a greater appreciation for the fact that she’d withdrawn during the heat of the day to rest at home. Rachel hoped to learn to live within her limitations, instead of fighting them and pushing herself too hard. It sounded like Eli planned to help her with that too. The thought made her smile. If his intervention this evening was a hint of how he planned to help her then she was all for it.

  They settled down on the empty blanket next to Grace’s, and Rachel looked around at the gathering of friends, appreciating them all in different ways. Teresa sat in a lawn chair with Eleazar on her lap, while Angel and Joaquin crouched off to the side talking to Michael and pointing at the stars while he asked questions and talked a mile a minute.

  Grace tapped Rachel’s arm and pointed discreetly at the shadowed form of a man standing at the edge of their group. His toddler son was seated on his shoulders, talking a mile a minute. “Did you see who showed up?”

  “Is that Patrick Owen and Patrick Junior?”

  Grace nodded. “I ran into him at the bank the other day and invited him to join us tonight. It’s been pretty hard for him since Elizabeth divorced him and turned her back on Patrick Junior. I don’t know all the facts in that case, but he seems to have gotten a fresh start.”

  “What about Junior? Was he…” Rachel was curious how Patrick had retained custody of the son his wife had conceived with her lover. The man was serving time for his part in her crazy vigilante schemes aimed at the women who owned and ran Discretion, and the ménage marriages in the Divine area.

  “Ace and Kemp were able to pull some strings. Patrick has always thought of Junior as his son, and now the state agrees. I think he handles single fatherhood very well.” Rachel smiled when she heard Patrick laugh at something his son said and he reached up to the little tyke for a high five.

  Turning to Grace, Rachel leaned in and whispered, “Where are Charity and Justin? They were here earlier, weren’t they?”

  Grace snorted and then looked askance at Rachel and chuckled. She reached out and pulled a twig and a leaf from Rachel’s hair. “Oh, probably off somewhere in the woods foolin’ around.” The giggle started low in Grace’s chest and welled forth as Rachel joined her while all of their men looked at them questioningly. Soon, they were laughing so hard that they were wiping tears from their eyes. When her mirth finally subsided, Grace said, “I sure am glad I met you that night you defended me at The Pony. Remember?”

  “How could I forget?” Rachel stretched, and Eli rubbed her back. “Patricia Ramirez looked ready to stab your eyes out with her stiletto heels.”

  Grace snickered. “And didn’t you threaten to ‘cut’ her?”

  “Something like that. I don’t remember. I’ll always be grateful you encouraged me to give in to Eli.”

  “One of my better predictions. It was obvious you two were made for each other. Hey, are you going to The Pony after we leave here? It’s a beach theme tonight so you can come as you are.”

  Rachel was about to say “Hell, yes!” when Eli leaned forward and said, “No. Rachel is about done in. We’re going to head home now.” Out of sight, he grabbed her ass cheek and squeezed, a gentle reminder that he was taking care of her and not letting her push herself anymore that day.

  “I am pretty tired.” Rachel had to open Discretion in the morning, so she was grateful to Eli for looking out for her.

  “Completely understandable,” Grace agreed. “We’ll probably only stay there an hour or so. It’s been a long, hot day and a good thing I took off tomorrow.” Grace looked over her shoulder and snickered softly.

  Turning, Rachel saw Justin and Charity sneak from a section of the woods a little ways off from where Eli had taken her. Giggling, she whispered, “Wonder what they were up to?”

  Grace cackled. “She was probably earning that new diamond ring he gave her as an anniversary gift.”

  Wes and Evan helped Rosemary to her feet. Speaking to the whole group, Wes said, “Hey, everybody? We have an announcement to make.”

  Chapter Ten

  As Seth turned his attention to Wes Garner, Jayne snuck a long look at his profile. Seth was like nobody she’d ever met before. Her ex-fiancé had been like all the other men she’d ever dated. Safe. No frills. Stable. Boring. There was no doubt Seth was all man, virile, and strong. But there was also something very different about him. Yes, his body art captivated her. She’d taken quick peeks every chance she’d gotten and still hadn’t had a good look at all of it. But there was also something innately beautiful about him.

  His profile was finely sculpted, with strong, masculine features, but something about him appealed to the part of her psyche that loved fantasy art, poetry, and music. He smiled as Wes and Evan helped Rosemary from her spot on the blanket nearby, and her heart skipped a beat at the way his eyes smiled too.

  As if sensing her gaze, Seth turned his head and caught her gaping at him. A thrill rippled through her when she felt his hand cover hers on the blanket they sat on. He leaned forward and placed a chaste kiss on her bare shoulder, and her pussy responded with a rush of heat and wetness at the simple touch. />
  Wes raised his voice a little and continued. “We have some great news to share with all of you.”

  “I’m pregnant!” Rosemary chirped and clapped her hands gleefully. Gasps and cheers broke out through the group as they gathered around the threesome and hugs were shared.

  All the girls were chattering at once as the men took turns clapping the fathers-to-be on their backs.

  Jayne turned to Seth and asked, “Do you know Rosemary and her men very well?”

  “Not very. This is only the second time I’ve met Rosemary but I’ve talked with Wes on several occasions and did a tattoo for Evan. He liked it so much, he’s got Wes talked into one too and wants another for himself. We’re trying to set a barter. They want tattoos and I need furniture.”

  “Oh, really?”

  “Yeah, I bought a house over on Bluestem Street last fall and I’ve never gotten around to furnishing it. All I have is a bed and a recliner and a few odds and ends and even those I’m looking to replace. I just haven’t gotten around to it until recently. They’re building my bedroom furniture right now.”

  “They do fantastic work. I’ll bet you’ll be thrilled with it.” Jayne bit her lip as she wondered what kind of bed he would’ve ordered and how he’d look lying on it. “Rosemary tells me she practically grew up in her family’s store. I’ve enjoyed getting to know them.”

  Seth leaned so close, she got a whiff of his manly scent, a combination of the shampoo he used, his sweat, and the faint scent of laundry detergent on his clothing. Her mouth watered and she stifled a gasp as he brushed shoulders with her and whispered, “I wonder how they make it work? Their threesome, I mean.” Heat flashed in her cheeks, and he chuckled. “That came out wrong. I have a very good understanding of the mechanics. What I meant was how they manage to get along, communicate and share her without competition or jealousy.”

  “I know Rosemary keeps them on their toes but I’ve not talked to her about it personally. I’ve heard from other reliable sources though that it takes a lot of maturity, respect, and communication. They probably have a lot of alone time with each other too. That’s what Grace has told me she does. They’re only as strong together as they are as individual couples.”