Cameron, Paige - Commando Cowboys Rescue Their Bride [Wyoming Warriors 2] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Polyromance) (26 page)

When someone knocked at exactly thirty minutes after they’d left, Morgan had managed to dress and put on light makeup. She checked out the window though before opening the door. Ethan came in first and stopped. His eyes took in all of her. He smiled. “Yellow, the color you wore the first time I rescued you.”

“You like it?” She whirled around.

Justin had followed Ethan inside. “If this was any other evening, we’d never leave this house.”

“That good?” she asked.

“Better than good. We’re going to be hurting since we can’t bring you home.”

Morgan walked up close to Justin. “But just think after tomorrow morning I’ll be all yours and”—she glanced at Ethan—“yours.”

“Very true. Come on, we need to hurry,” Justin said. “Everyone is waiting on us.”

Morgan’s nerves began to tighten. What if their parents took an instant dislike to her? In the truck, she took several deep breaths, trying to relax.

Ethan took hold of her hand. “Relax. They will love you, but even if they didn’t, no one is stopping our wedding tomorrow.”

At the ranch house, her two men walked in with her, one on each side. A group of people yelled, “Congratulations” as they entered the door. She saw Sara, Mitch, and Daren, and also some of the other people she’d met since coming to the ranch. An older couple stepped forward and hugged Justin and Ethan. The man, who Justin favored, smiled at her and took her hand. “This must be Morgan. Our sons have called us several times to tell us how lovely you were. We’re so glad to meet you.” He turned to his wife. “This is their mother, Anna, and I’m Paul Stanton. Mitch’s dad is my older brother.”

“Oh, you’re so lovely.” Their mother wrapped her arms around Morgan and hugged her tight. She leaned back and looked into Morgan’s eyes. “You love my boys. I saw it in your expression when you came in and looked over at them. That’s all their father and I have ever wanted for them. A loving wife.”

“I’ll try to be a good wife to them.”

“I’m certain you will be.”

“Thank you.”

Sara moved the crowd into the large dining room, and the rest of the evening was filled with teasing and laughter. Morgan’s heart filled with joy. She’d never been part of a big family. No grand family gatherings at all. Tonight, she had found her home. Tears of joy filled her eyes. Justin, who’d been talking with his dad, glanced her way. He reached out and put his arm around her.

“I hope those are happy tears?”

“They are.”

He shook his head. “Women are funny creatures. They cry if they’re happy or sad. But we men can’t live without you.” He grinned.

“And don’t you forget it, buster.” She rose up on her toes and kissed him. His gorgeous green eyes flashed with hunger. “Be careful. We may kidnap you ourselves tonight.”

* * * *

Sara came into her room early to help her dress. They’d talked late into the night about the wedding, and what she could expect. Morgan turned so Sara could fasten the tiny buttons sewn all along the back of her blue gown.

“I think the buttons are to teach our husbands patience. Both of mine wanted to rip the dress off before they got all of them undone.” She laughed, remembering. “Mitch said you are going off with Justin for a day before they have to leave.”

“Do you ever get used to one of them being gone so often?”

“It’s hard at first. But I stay busy, and I have one of them with me which helps. Sometimes they’re both here for a month or so at a time.”

Morgan glanced at herself in the mirror. “You said all the gowns are basically the same, except for color?”

“Yes. Mine had to be white because I was marrying the leaders, but the rest of the wives chose their colors. This blue is perfect for you.” Sara stepped back and looked at Morgan.

“I’ll go in between the circle of trees, and then you step inside. It will be dark, but once the sun comes up, the music starts and you walk down the aisle. I’ll be on one side of you, and Justin and Ethan’s parents on the right. You’ll love the ceremony. It’s beautiful.”

“Justin’s parents don’t appear to show any differentiation between him and Ethan.”

“From what Mitch has said, they loved Ethan from the start. He’d been a playmate of Justin’s, so they knew him well. They weren’t able to have any more children, so he was a blessing to them. Although I’m sure everyone was sad about the wreck that claimed Ethan’s parents.”

“I really like them, and hope we can be close. I’m so glad my wedding day is here. Once I made up my mind to marry them, I’ve been impatient for it to happen. “

“Come on, it’s almost dawn, the start of a new day, a new life for the three of you. Now remember what I told you last night. The Priestess will be in her gown of red and gold, which proclaims happiness and prosperity for the three of you. She will chant in their ancient language. Just relax and enjoy all of it.”

Sara led the way, and they went out a side door. A satin walkway had been laid for Morgan to walk on. She saw the circle of trees, a few lights scattered around the outside. Sara arranged Morgan’s veil and took her arm. They walked together, part of the way.

“I’ll see you inside.” Sara squeezed her hand and walked quickly in between the trees, clustered close together.

Morgan stopped and looked around her. It was still dark, but the sky was beginning to lighten. She was all alone, but as soon as she stepped inside, she’d never be alone or feel like an outcast again. Her heart was full of love for her men, and she was quickly coming to love this place. All her doubts gone, she took several steps forward and slipped in between two of the trees.

Quiet, she heard a slight rustle, like someone rearranging themselves on a seat. No one spoke. Morgan waited trying to see the front. She saw shadows, tall ones, probably Justin and Ethan.

The sun began to rise and light the surrounding area. A center aisle was right in front of her. A number of voices rose up in song.

A woman standing inside a white pavilion, at the end of the center aisle, raised her hands.

“Morgan O’Malley, you have willingly come to be joined to Justin Stanton and Ethan Wright Stanton in marriage?”

“I have.” Her words came out strong, certain.

Sara stepped to her left side and handed her a bouquet of roses. Justin and Ethan’s parents came to stand on her right.

They began to walk down the wide aisle.

As she drew closer, Morgan saw Ethan and Justin dressed in dark blue suits, a blue carnation in each lapel. She’d told them her gown was blue. She smiled at them. Ethan winked at her, and Justin formed the word
darlin’
with his lips, reminding her of their first meeting.

She was surprised her heart didn’t burst with the love she had for both of them, and the happiness they were bringing her. Their loving looks warmed her inside and out. A sense of coming home, being in the right place at last, swept over her.

Their parents walked her to the spot between their sons and placed one of her hands in each of theirs. They stepped back behind the threesome.

“Do you agree to this joining, and accept this woman as their bride?” the Priestess asked.

“We do,” their parents said.

The Priestess raised her hands and chanted in a lovely language. She swayed back and forth with her hands moving over Morgan’s head and then to both the men’s. Soft music played in the background. Morgan was enchanted. It was the most beautiful wedding she’d ever attended, and it was hers.

She smiled at Justin and Ethan. The both squeezed her hands. The Priestess had stopped chanting and caught their exchange.

“You have true love in your heart for Ethan and Justin.”

“Yes, I do. My heart is full of love for them.” She stared into the Priestess’s mesmerizing eyes.

“From this time forth, you will be one of us.” She began the vows with Ethan, and then Justin. The words were almost exactly the same as a regular marriage ceremony, except she repeated them with each man.

When the vows were completed, Ethan and Justin each presented the Priestess with a ring. She blessed the rings and handed them back to the men. They each took a turn sliding their ring on her right hand. The two pieces hooked together, forming one wide band of gold. An eternity sign, formed by tiny diamonds, crossed between the rings.

“Put out your wrist,” the Priestess said. She held the gold cloth Sara had mentioned.

Justin placed his hand out first, then hers, and Ethan’s on the top. The cloth was wrapped snugly around their wrists.

Clamping her hands on the top and bottom, the Priestess said, “Go forth forever bound to each other.” Her voice rang out in a song of soft, flowing words. The audience joined in. When the music stopped, the Priestess unwrapped the cloth and placed the silky material around Morgan’s neck.

“You are the center, the one who holds the whole together.”

Their friends and family cheered as the air filled with fragrant flower petals.

Ethan threw her veil over her head and kissed her, then Justin pulled her into his arms and did the same. The guests clapped and cheered. They were all smiling when Morgan turned to walk back down the aisle with her husbands on either side of her.

* * * *

“We have a surprise for you,” Ethan said. They had stopped at their cabin after the lovely wedding reception.

Morgan thought they were just going to pick up her and Justin’s suitcases and head directly to his cabin. She hadn’t expected whatever her men were planning.

Ethan took her hand and drew her inside. He leaned down and kissed her gently on the lips. “Welcome home, wife.” He moved his hand toward the right side of the room.

“A piano. For us?” She smiled into Ethan’s eyes.

“Justin has agreed he’d like to hear us play. And I’ve been meaning to get one for here. I can work on composing my music more often.”

Justin had stepped in behind her. “There is another surprise.” He began to undo the buttons on her gown. “We thought we’d change plans and spend a few hours here together before we go on our trip,” he whispered in her ear.

“We have time?”

“We’ll make time.” Justin had her buttons undone almost halfway.

Ethan took her hand and drew her toward the hall and to his room. She’d been in there once. It was similar to Justin’s but decorated to fit Ethan’s personality. The covers had been pulled back, and rose petals covered the floor and satin sheets. Their sweet scent filled the room.

“How beautiful.”

“Hmm.” Ethan nuzzled her neck. “Rae slipped away and did the decorating for us. Don’t you have those damn buttons undone yet?” he asked Justin.

“If the two of you would stand still for a minute, this dress will be unfastened and on the floor.”

“From what Sara described about the difficulty of getting the bride out of this dress, you must have had some experience with buttons before.”

Justin grinned. “Probably a few times, but never again except with you, darlin’.”

“I knew when you insisted on calling me
darlin’
, I was in trouble.”

“There’s too much talking going on here.” Ethan grabbed her gown and pushed it the rest of the way off. Her tiny lace bra and panties had them both staring for a second, and then they were off, too. He threw her onto the big, soft bed.

Justin was out of his clothes first. He left the room for a second, and returned with a familiar small bottle. “We thought you might like a massage.”