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Lizzie approached Gavan and wrapped her arms around him. “That sounds nice, except for the welting my ass part. But the fucking me until I can’t walk sounds lovely. Would ye carry me around, then, husband?” she said mocking his brogue.

“Yer Scottish brogue is get

ting very good, wife. Would ye really like to be fucked so hard ye canna walk the next day?”

Caelan’s heart clutched when he saw the fear flash across her face. She was still clinging to Gavan, who had his arms around her. Caelan joined them wrapping his arms around her from the back. “It’s okay Lizzie, we can let ye have some time.”

Gavan nodded.

She shook her head. “I don’t want time. I want both of you. I want to know that seeing me on my knees sucking Gutherie’s…”

“Shh, Lizzie. We both told ye how proud of ye we are. Had ye not had the courage and tenacity to do what ye did, we’d have lost ye,” crooned Gavan.

“He’s right, lass. I didna know many women who would have had your strength and cunning to buy us the time we needed to find you,” said Caelan, softly nuzzling her neck and bringing his hands up to cup her breasts, kneading them.

She wriggled her derriere into his groin as his cock started to swell. He and Gavan weren’t just telling her what she wanted to hear. She’d shown such bravery in dealing with Gutherie. He was so very proud to call her his wife. He could feel Gavan squeezing her buttocks.

“Aye, lass, I have rarely known anyone, man or woman, who could have done what ye did. Ye deserve better than me to have doubted ye. Can ye find it in your heart to forgive me?” Gavan whispered.

Caelan knew that confession had cost him and prayed that Lizzie did as well.

Lizzie landed a hard smack on Gavan’s buttocks. “What is it ye always tell me? Once I’ve paid the consequences for my behavior and have been forgiven, that’s the end of it. Well, I’ve forgiven ye, and I expect that to be the end of it.”

Gavan chuckled, lust underlying his tone. “Have ye, now? I think, Cae, our bride’s getting a bit too big for her britches again.”

“Best we get her back to our camp and get her out of them,” Caelan agreed.

“Ye take her. I’ll deal with the sheriff…”

“No,” said Lizzie. “I don’t want to be apart from either of you.”

Gavan kissed the tip of her nose. “Nay. It’s not something I want you to see or be involved with. Ye go with Cae and be a good girl. If we’re to leave tomorrow, there’s work to be done at the camp, and ye can help him with it.”

“But you won’t be long?” she asked.

“Nay, lass, I’ll be back and, then, Cae and I will show ye how very much ye are loved by yer husbands.”

“Come, Lizzie. Let Gavan do what needs doing. He’ll be along right quick now that he knows yer wanting some lovin’ from both of us.”

He led her to his horse and helped her mount, swinging up behind her and nodding to Gavan.

GAVAN

* * *

Gavan waited until they were well away before taking his pistol and putting a bullet through the same hole as Sally. He tied the sheriff’s body over his horse and then found a likely spot to stage the sheriff’s death. When he was satisfied with the outcome, he turned the horse loose and shooed him on his way. The horse would run home, thus initiating the search for the sheriff.

After he’d completed his chore, making sure no trace of what had really transpired remained, he returned to their camp to find Lizzie helping Caelan clean freshly caught fish. He was unsaddling his horse and putting him in the corral when Caelan joined him.

“We need to talk about Lizzie.”

“She seemed fine up at the cavern, did something happen once ye got back?” asked Gavan, concerned.

“Not like acting out, but I get a sense that mask of bravado we saw at her trial has come back. I think she’s feeling bad guilty about Gutherie.”

“She did what she had to do…”

“I agree. She made a comment about if she’d been where we told her. And, regardless of what she’s says, I think she feels it was wrong to put her mouth on another man.”

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