His Golden Touch [Gold Rush 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage and More) (11 page)

“You do realize we have no beds, don’t you?” Wade looked at her with worry in his eyes.

“I’m fine with whatever we sleep on, but I have a mattress in the buggy. Don’t worry about me. I’m just one of the guys here.”

“You’ll never be that, love,” Brady said.

With four men working, they had three tents up in a very short time. Hannah and Wade took the one closest to the stream because Hannah wanted to wash in privacy. Brady and Rocco made a show of going to separate quarters but fully expected to crawl back to Hannah’s side once everyone was settled. For her part, the dip in the stream under cover of dusk reinvigorated Hannah. She couldn’t wait to sleep with the men she loved instead of the old hens in the back of the buggy.

Wade couldn’t wait, either. As soon as they hit the mattress they’d dragged from the buggy, he pulled Hannah into his arms. This was actually the first time they’d consummated their marriage while alone. They laughed about it as Wade slid his much too ready cock inside her. The ride, though pleasurable, was too quick. Although they had both climaxed, Hannah felt strangely unsatisfied. She missed the attention to her body from Brady and Rocco. Wade fell into a deep sleep almost immediately. Hannah tossed until Brady peeked into the tent flap.

“Can I come in?” Naked with nipples hard and pointy, Hannah jumped up and into his arms. She whispered in his ear so as not to wake Wade. “I’ve been waiting for you, but let’s let Wade sleep. He did a lot of the driving through the foothills today and is exhausted.”

Brady wrapped her in a quilt and carried her to the edge of the stream. He snuggled into the soft down next to her and began playing with her body. “Love, your pussy is wet. Did you not lay with Wade?”

“Yes, he fucked me, but without you I needed more.”

Brady undid his breeches, and she fondled his cock and guided it into her with a loud sigh. “Ah, that’s so good. Your cock’s girth fills me completely. I love the way you feel inside me.”

“No more than I do, love.” He pumped into her with slow stokes at first, but when she writhed under him he slammed into her harder and faster. The change brought smiles to her face. “Your cock is so thick it stretches me every time you thrust.” They were almost to the edge of climax when Rocco knelt at the side of the blanket.

“May I join you?”

“Oh, yes, please,” Hannah managed to get out with panting breath.

Brady rolled over to put Hannah on top. “Whatever the lady wishes.”

Hannah scooted onto her knees to give Rocco access to her ass. He fingered her first with moisture from the dewy grass and plunged into her with a grunt of satisfaction. The three found a rhythm and rocked. Hannah’s cries of passion echoed into the night until all were satisfied. They collapsed entwined on the blanket, laughing. Wade came onto the scene fully engorged. “I heard Hannah’s screams and came running, but watching the three of you made me horny as hell.”

Hannah stood and went to him. “I can’t have my husband in this state.” She knelt in front of him and took him into her mouth as he played with her breasts.

Rocco and Brady moaned with Wade when he came into Hannah’s mouth and his juices dripped down her naked chest. “I’m all hard again,” Brady announced.

“After four days of keeping off her, we’re all pretty ready to go all night,” Rocco whispered.

They went back to the blanket and looked to Hannah for permission. She smiled. “You do look like a hungry pack of wolves. Funny, I’m just as voracious. I need a lot of kissing and licking and fucking before the night is over.” She walked to the water’s edge and wet the bandana she’d pulled from Rocco’s neck to wash Wade’s cum off her tits and to clean between her legs.

When she returned to the downy quilt, she lay flat on her back, knees bent, legs spread wide. What should we do first?”

They obviously knew what she wanted, and three men struggled for placement. Wade won out, held her bottom up to his face, and licked her cunt. He pressed his jaw into her and licked hard enough to make Hannah gasp. Brady lay next to her to nip at her tits. Rocco stood immobile until Hannah beckoned him down to suck on him as Wade was sucking her. She had each one in her cunt and in her ass again before they fell asleep from sheer exhaustion.

In the morning, Hannah woke to find a grinning Sam and laughing Gus, arms around each other, looking down on them.

“I see how things are now,” Gus whispered.

“We heartily approve,” Sam added. “We had a great night of fucking, too. The moans from down here spurred us on. Hey, Hannah, come on over to our tent. I think we have some clean clothes you can wear if you roll up the pants and tie up the shirt.

“We’ll fix you breakfast. Already have some bacon and coffee started. I’m sure when the guys wake they’ll be starving.” Gus walked back up the path to the mine, and Sam followed.

Hannah, surprised at her own lack of modesty, walked naked to their tent and bundled into clothes three sizes too big. Their laughter at her appearance must have awakened Wade and Brady because as Hannah opened the tent flap, they came trudging up to the opening.

“What are you doing in there, Hannah?” Wade’s teeth were clenched and his hands fisted.

“Calm down. I woke up, and Sam and Gus were nice enough to lend me clean clothes. I washed mine last night, but they need some sunshine to dry completely.”

Wade’s scowl smoothed a bit but didn’t disappear. “Guess we should rustle up some food before we get to work in the mine.”

“Gus and Sam already thought of that.” Hannah tossed the words over her shoulder as she slipped past Wade and went to the campfire.

After they’d all had coffee, eggs from Hannah’s accommodating hens, and crisp bacon, Wade’s mood was vastly improved. The five men went into the mine with the blasting powder Rocco had bought in town. Hannah took the tin plates and mugs to the stream for washing. Her britches were not yet dry since the day was cloudy and damp. She fed the hens and milked Bessie and was ready to take the pail of milk to the mine for the guys when she heard the first blast. She decided against going anywhere near the place and dug a hole under a shade tree to store the milk pail which she covered with one of her camisoles.

She was back at the stream, changing into the cotton shirt, which was now dry, when footsteps behind her made her jump and turn around to face two grinning, bearlike men. Apparently, they hadn’t shaved or bathed for a very long time.

“May I do something for you?” She realized immediately by their leering grins that she’d used a poor choice of words for a half-naked woman.

“Didn’t ’spect to find no woman out here alone. You sure can do somp’n to us poor, horny miners. Give us both a poke and we’ll give ye some shiny gold nuggets.” The taller of the men took a step toward her with a palm full of tiny gold chips.

Her mind whirled with methods of escape. She could swim. The stream would be her best avenue of getting away. If they followed her in, they’d at least have had a bath. She backed away from them and toward the rushing stream.

Both men followed. “Come on, sweetie, we ain’t gonna hurt ya none. A poke from the likes of us will be quick, since we ain’t had a woman in near a year.” The shorter man unbuttoned his pants and took another step in her direction. He pulled out his cock and bounced it up and down in his hand. “See this little thing ain’t gonna hurt much.”

With his next step, Hannah was into the water and swimming. She grabbed on to a tree branch to keep from being swept downstream too far and to keep an eye on them. They hesitated at the water’s edge.

“You guys got some business here?”

Hannah sighed with relief at seeing Gus standing tall behind the two interlopers, his hands on the guns at his hips. Sam was right behind him with a rifle aimed at the tall man’s chest.

The bear men laughed nervous laughs. “You aim to keep the little lady all to yourselves?”

“We aim to keep her away from the likes of you. Now state your business before my finger gets itchy.”

“Heard yer blast and came to see what’s up, that’s all.” Tall bear came away from the stream, and Hannah relaxed her death grip on the branch.

Short bear growled at Gus. “We jes want a poke. Be kind of neighborly if ya let us have her for ten minutes.”

“Not for ten seconds. Now, get. We don’t come to see what you’re doing on your claim, so don’t come nosing around here anymore.” Sam’s face was red with his anger. Hannah had to stifle a laugh.

Heads bowed, the bears wandered off upstream and a soaking wet Hannah dragged through silt to climb out of the water. “Whew! That was scary. Thanks for showing up in the nick of time.”

Gus hugged her to him. “Sorry we left you alone so long. Sam and I had to show Rocco where to blast. The three of them are working the picks from the hole we made.”

Sam joined the hug. “One of us will stay behind from now on. I don’t think we’ve heard the last of those two.”

The blasting hole netted some fine nuggets, but they hadn’t found the mother lode. They stowed the gold in the wagon to take to town when they felt the need for more supplies. For the time being, with all they’d brought from Plantsville, they were self-sufficient.

For the next week, they examined the mine and figured where to place the powder but had no luck when they blasted. They could tell they were on the right track and hopes soared. Eight days into their time at the mine, Wade blasted a hole that opened a vein so rich, they could not speak when they returned to camp to report.

“What is it?” Rocco, who’d stayed behind with Hannah, shook Wade’s shoulder.

Gus found his voice. “We were right. This is a strike to end all strikes. It can keep us in gold for decades, maybe centuries. We’re going to need equipment, big equipment to get it out. The shaft’s not built yet. We aren’t ready. What do we do next?”

“We all calm down and go see the thing. After that, we go step by step and proceed in secrecy so we don’t attract poachers.”

For the first time, Hannah walked down into the mine. The dim light as they went belowground caused her to tense, but when Sam lifted his lantern to the rich vein, she gasped in amazement. This was not a narrow vein they’d opened. It was a wide fissure. “How deep does it go?”

“Can’t know for certain, but from what I’ve dug so far, it looks deep and wide.” Gus held his lantern next to Sam’s.

That night, they uncorked two bottles of wine Sam and Gus had been saving for this day. Wade stuck to his whisky, but Hannah drank her share of the wine and, tipsy as she was, beckoned to Rocco, Brady, and her husband as she stripped off her shirt on the way to her tent.

Gus kissed Sam’s cheek as they waved good-night to Hannah, but they stayed by the fire to finish the wine.

Wade was almost incapacitated by all the whisky he’d drunk. Hanna had to suck his cock to ready it for action as Brady and Rocco were already inside her. Instead of waiting his turn, Wade came in her mouth and nodded off before the others were finished. Brady, in her cunt and close to being drunk himself, took a long, long time to get there. Hannah loved that he was able to outlast her and bring her around again before he was ready to pop. Rocco cursed at finishing so soon.

“Your ass is so damn tight and sweet and warm, I can never hold off in there.” He watched, playing with her tits as Brady brought her to climax twice. Brady fell into a deep sleep on the mattress, not leaving Rocco and Hannah much room. They decided to take a blanket down to the water to continue fucking. Rocco took what was left of a bottle of wine and dripped it on Hannah’s breasts to lick it off as he fucked her. She giggled through his climax and didn’t come herself.

“This will never do.” Rocco took the bottle to the stream, wet it in the cool water, and poured it on Hannah’s chest and belly as he slid his cock into her. She held her breath at the blast of cold water entering her with his cock. “Oh, that feels good.”

When she was nearing her climax, Rocco held his cock still and she quickly pulsated around it causing him to follow her into spiraling satisfaction. They held each other for a long time before going to rest in Rocco’s tent. Although he didn’t have the mattress Hannah had brought from her spare bedroom, they were too wrapped up in each other to care.

Wade became surly the next morning when he discovered where Hannah had slept. She took him to her tent after breakfast to suck and fuck him until he was calm and mostly mollified. As she held him to her in the afterglow, he sucked on her nipple. They turned to the tent flap when a draft hit them.

The two bears were back and licking their lips at the sight of a naked Hannah with distended nipples. They fell upon Wade before Hannah’s scream hit the air. One grabbed his arms as the other pummeled him.

Hannah’s first instinct was to jump on the man holding Wade, but before she could move, Wade was on the ground. She had to get help. Wade struggled to his feet and, with his hands free, got in a few punches to the jaw of the man who had held him.

Hannah looked around for a rock or something to throw, but the other man came toward her and she froze. Even with a rock she’d be no match for the grizzly-sized miner. She ran out of the tent and toward the mine, straight into Sam.

Her words were garbled with her fear, but he caught the gist and buckled on his guns before firing a shot over the top of Hannah’s tent. Immediately, the racket from inside stopped.

A rifle appeared out of the tent flap. The bullet grazed Sam’s ear, but he was able to grab the rifle and wrench it from the attacker’s hands. Sam rushed the tent and hit the man on the head with the butt of the rifle.

The other bear left Wade moaning on the ground and lunged for Sam. He tried to get his hands around Sam’s neck, but Sam was younger and stronger and hadn’t been worn down by Wade’s blows. He soon had his attacker’s arms pinned behind his back. He dragged him out of the tent and threw him to the ground.

Hannah yelled, “He has a gun.” Sam didn’t stop to ask questions. He shot from the hip. The bear raised his gun but had no strength to pull the trigger. He bled out as they watched.

The miner Sam had knocked out regained consciousness and crawled out of the tent. He went on hands and knees to the bleeding man and screamed, “You killed my brother.” Sam shot him as the bear’s hand closed around the gun dropped by his brother.