Monroe, Melody Snow - Leather and Lace [The Callens 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (15 page)

“No. What can I do for you?” She’d rather make love to Heath than deal with some emergency Jake should be handling.

“I found another breach in the fence. I thought you might want to take a look at it and decide what you want me to do.”

Heath slid behind her. When he kissed the back of her neck, Jake’s eyes darkened. “I’ll let you get back to work,” Heath said. “If you need anything, give me a call.”

Though he was behind her, his voice implied he was smiling. Just what she didn’t need with Jake around.

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.”