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“It was time to marry. We aren’t young anymore,” Lane said, insinuating it was time for a cane and a rocking chair. “As for eager women,” he shrugged. “Obviously none caught our interest. Friends of ours, the Tates, they used the same mail order bride company and they married Celia.”
“They should be visiting sometime today. They are eager to meet you,” Spur added.
“So because it went well with your friends, you decided to try it?” I asked.
“Yes, and it seemed to have worked. Don’t you think?”
This was where I should have told them about Patricia. It was the perfect segue to do so. Now that I knew them just a little, I didn’t think they’d toss me out, but they were honorable and what we’d done the night before, and this morning, they’d intended for marriage. What they did with me was for their bride, and I wasn’t that.
Before I could say anything, Lane continued. “While people in Jasper know Slate Springs’ marriage law, technically we can’t live here and share you as we want. It might be acceptable to some, but most, no. So I’m selling the mine and moving to Slate Springs.”
“You’ll give up your mine for me?” I asked, stunned. I climbed off his lap and leaned against the pump sink. “You… you don’t even know me.”
One pale brow winged up. “I think we know each other quite well, don’t you?”
I blushed at his meaning. It couldn’t be helped. Just thinking about what we did, where he had his hands, would even make a whore blush.
“I’ve been meaning to sell it for some time. I have enough money and I’m getting old.”
He was probably somewhere between thirty and thirty-five. Why did he keep saying he felt so old?
“I have a buyer now… and a bride, so it’s all as I’d hoped.”
“I’m settled in Slate Springs as the new town doctor. You and I will go up tomorrow, get settled and Lane will join us.” Spur put down his cup.
I glanced back at Lane. “You can’t come now?”
He shook his head. “There have been some problems at the mine.” All humor slipped from his face. In its place was a hard mask of anger and frustration. “That’s why we were late to meet you in Pueblo. Don’t worry, I’ll be soon to follow.” His gaze raked possessively over me before he continued, “I’m glad to know you’re just as eager for me.”
I was eager for him. For both of them. I bit my lip and Lane’s eyes narrowed. “Are you eager now, precious?”
He glanced down at his lap and I saw the dark stain on his pants. Oh, God, that was from me. I could feel my cheeks heat. “It’s your fault.” I pointed at him, then Spur. “Both of you. It keeps dripping out of me.”
Spur’s eyes lowered to the hem of my shirt. “Yes, we filled you with our seed, didn’t we? If it comes out, don’t worry, we’ll fill you up again.”
That wasn’t what I was worried about. In fact, I wasn’t worried at all. I felt hot all over and my inner walls clenched thinking about their cocks… again. I was needy. Lusty, even. I wanted their cocks deep inside and spurting me full.
Lane leaned back in his chair. “If you want something from us, precious, all you have to do is ask.” He smirked. “You don’t even have to point a gun at us.”
I couldn’t help but roll my eyes.
Spur made an almost growling sound and I assumed it had nothing to do with Lane’s gun-waving comment. Having two big, brawny men eyeing me with heat in their eyes and hard cocks in their pants was a perk of marriage I never imagined. I wasn’t going to waste the opportunity. Yes, it made me wanton, but I didn’t care. I wanted my men and they clearly wanted me.
There was nothing wrong with that, except for the fact I wasn’t really married to them. But that was neither here nor there when I wanted to come. The truth could wait.
And so instead of saying what I wanted, I turned and faced the sink, bent at the waist, reached back and lifted the hem of the shirt up, exposing my bottom. Looking over my shoulder, I saw both men’s eyes squarely on my pussy. Shifting my feet, I tilted my bottom out even more. There was not one inch of me they couldn’t see.
Spur growled again. “What a gorgeous pussy. I love those red curls.”
“That’s a pretty sight, precious, but what do you want?” Lane’s voice dropped low and he rubbed his hand over his cock through his pants. Spur leaned forward, putting his elbows on his knees to look at me even more intently.
I licked my lips. “I want to fuck. I… I need it.”
“Whose cock do you want?” Spur asked.
“Both of yours.” Was my voice always so breathy? The answer was easy. I craved Lane’s demanding thrusts and Spur’s focused strokes. I liked it both ways and I wanted them to give it to me.
Spur slowly shook his head. “We’ll both fuck you together soon enough. We’ll keep opening that little asshole of yours for us, get you prepared to be claimed completely.”
