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She kept her eyes on the floor, unable to look up at the person who’d come in.
“Sorry, I left my hat on the counter after lunch,” Will said. Footsteps receded to the other end of the kitchen, paused a moment, then came to stop a few feet from her. Veronica could just see the tips of his boots.
“Luke told me he branded you, honey. I’m real sorry I missed that.”
“Do you want to see it?” Luke asked.
Veronica looked up in time to see the hungry expression in the ranch hand’s eyes. “You know I do. Don’t tease me.”
Luke nudged her with his knee. “Be a good girl and go show him. If thirty-four other men have already seen you naked, it shouldn’t be a problem.”
She wanted to melt through the floor.
Will let out a low whistle. “Filthy little thing.”
“Yes,” Luke said. “She’s been holding out on us.”
Veronica forced herself to walk the few paces to Will, unable to meet his eyes. She could feel her nipples pebbling against the material of the nightgown and knew without looking that his gaze must be drawn to them. When she reached him, she turned away and lifted the nightgown to show him the mark, aware he’d get a view of much more without panties.
“That looks real nice. It should heal up good. She’s our good little cow.” He stroked the back of her neck.
“Mygood little cow,” Luke said. “You only touch her if I’m around.”
Then Will’s hands were on more private areas, cupping and stroking her bottom—as if that were an invitation. She looked over at Luke, but the heated look he gave her made her wither and wouldn’t let her pull away from the groping hands. She felt Will’s wedding ring slide against her flesh and wondered what his wife would think about this.
He moved his hands to her front and pulled her flush against him. His erection strained through his jeans, pressing between the cleft of her cheeks. “You feel that honey? That’s how bad I want inside you. Maybe the boss’ll let me one day soon.”
He pressed a finger inside her, and she wondered how far Luke would let him take this. “Jesus, she’s wet.”
“Fantastic, isn’t it?”
Veronica closed her eyes and imagined it was Luke’s finger inside her, not bothering to think about why that was all wrong, too. She rocked against him, not resisting as he pushed deeper inside, exploring her body like it was his instead of Luke’s.
“That’s enough,” Luke said when the ranch hand had taken her to the brink. “Her first orgasm at the ranch is coming from me.”
“Well, hurry the hell up,” Will said. “Now I’ll have to fuck Frieda.” He let go of her and the kitchen door banged shut on his way out.
Luke went to the stove to pour the soup and bring the sandwiches.
“Sit and eat your dinner.”
* * *
After they’d eaten,Luke leaned back in his chair, his fingers laced behind his head, watching her. She felt like an experiment.
“Will really likes you,” he commented. “So do the other two.”
Veronica stared at her empty soup bowl, wishing there was still something in there to distract her. She tried to keep her voice steady when she spoke. “A-are you going to share me?”
“We’ll see.”
“Did you share Trish?” Every time she mentioned the other woman’s name, she feared he’d have some kind of meltdown, but he remained stoic.
“Often. She got off on it. I think you’d get off on it, too.”
She didn’t reply. Anything she said would damn her in some way. The ranch hand had felt how wet she’d gotten. She’d been thinking about Luke at the time, but did that matter? Luke had been watching, which had only aroused her further. That assessing stare of his as he dispassionately observed another man running his hands all over her, knowing she’d submit to avoid his wrath. It had started that deep longing she’d begun to feel for him.
He’d been intent on building a new Trish since he’d seen Veronica in the diner, and she’d fallen right into it. The part of her that wanted to fight and hate him and everything else with a dick had been beaten down by the carnal part that wanted to surrender. In all her sexual encounters, no one else had made her want to surrender, or kneel, or beg. All Luke had had to do was take her shoes, put her in a dress, and shove her in the kitchen with a group of men to wait on. She didn’t want to think about what that said about her.
