Duty Bound: Bound and Tied, Book 2 (12 page)

The end of the bed sank as well, rough calloused hands spread her legs wide, and Jake settled his long form between them.

She thought to kick him, but knew it was useless. After the little show he and Rosalyn had put on for her benefit, she was ashamed to admit she wanted him in the worst way.

With her eyes squeezed shut, KC let her body feel what they were doing to her. For the first two seconds, she remained rigid, struggling to retain some semblance of independence and dignity.

But as soon as Jake’s tongue lapped at her pussy, her resolve crumbled and she melted into a raging, burning pool of sensations, each exploding in violent bursts at her core.

KC moaned, her hands tugging at the ropes binding her.

Rosalyn’s fingers tweaked her nipples and then her sweet mouth closed over one, sucking it into the warm moisture where her tongue played with the hard little tip.

Jake licked a path to the center of her folds and toyed with her clit, swirling, nipping and sucking on her until she rose up off the bed, her heels pushing hard into the cotton ticking. Anything to get closer, to prolong the exquisite pleasure.

Rosalyn’s mouth moved up her neck to find her mouth, pressing a kiss there. “Let him please you, precious,” she whispered against her lips. Then she withdrew.

KC’s eyes opened wide.

Rosalyn was across the room and through the cabin door before KC could utter even a mew of protest.

Which left her alone with Jake for the first time since she’d met him.

He lay between her legs, his gaze on hers. “Let me pleasure you, Katherine.” His chest rumbled against the insides of her thighs. Then he was climbing up her body to lean over her, the tip of his cock pressing against her cunt.

Sweet Jesus
. She wanted him to ram into her. To take her fast and hard. “Untie me.” At this point, she wasn’t above begging. “Please.”

He loosened the rope on one hand. Then he bent to take one of her nipples between his lips, nibbling softly until her back arched off the bed.

The fingers of her free hand buried deeply in his hair, drawing him closer until he’d filled his mouth with her breast.

“The other. Please untie the other.” KC smoothed the hair back from his face and stared down at him. “I won’t run.”

Jake’s eyes narrowed. “Promise?”

Her hand slid down over his shoulder, following the curve of his waist and hip to the rounded cheeks of his ass. She pulled him against her, his dick sliding into her slick warmth. “I promise.”

Jake reached up and slipped the ropes loose around her wrist, but quickly pinned both hands high above her head. “Stay.”

“For now.” Her legs wrapped around his waist, driving him in deeper.

He backed out, his fingers digging into her wrists. “No, stay forever.”

“I can’t make that promise.”

“How can I convince you?” He ducked his head and kissed her long and hard, his tongue sliding into her mouth, taking hers in a breathless dance.

“That’ll do for a start.” KC dragged in a ragged breath. “But I can’t marry you when I don’t know you and you don’t know me.”

“I want to get to know you.” He drove into her, his body rocking against her. “I want to know every part of you.”

“You know my body, but you don’t know me.” She sighed. “I’m no good at being a housewife. I’ve ranched with my father since I was big enough to climb on a horse.”

“I don’t want a housewife.” He pressed deeper.

KC forgot what she was going to say as he filled her to full, robbing her of any breath she’d hoped to take. Her hips lifted off the bed and her legs tightened around him.

When he slid halfway out, he paused. “I can cook and I know how to wash my own clothing.” He let go of her wrists, his hand brushing downward along her throat to the tip of her nipple.

“I can rope cattle and pitch hay. How does that fit in with a miner’s life?” She arched upward, her breast filling his palm.

“I can make it fit. We have mules and horses that need care. Just stay long enough to give us a chance. To get to know me.”

She stared up into his eyes and asked, “What if I don’t like you?”

Jake laughed. “I hadn’t considered that.” He kissed her lips in a quick brush. “If you don’t like me, I’ll see you back to your father myself.” He kissed her again, this time prolonging it until KC’s arms wrapped around his neck.

“Will you make him pay back the ranch and money?”

“No. I still think I got the better deal.” He kissed a path down the side of her neck.

“Even if you lose me in the long run?”

“I intend to work hard to keep your interest.” He trailed a finger over her collarbone and down to one of her peaked nipples. “Rosalyn taught me a few things I can do to entertain you.”

KC sucked in a deep breath, her heart skittering against her ribs at the thought of what Rosalyn had taught them both.

She’d had enough talking by this time. “If I promise to give us a chance, will you fuck me?” She pressed a hand to her mouth, her eyes wide. “I’ll never get used to using that word.” Her lips spread wide in a grin. “But I like it.”

Jake laughed out loud. “You’re starting to sound like a miner.”

She captured his face between her hands, the smile disappearing. “Seriously, will you fuck me? And not like a virgin, please. Make it hard and fast.”

Jake grinned like a kid given his very first pony.

Only this was so much better than a pony in KC’s mind, and she loved horses.

Jake drew back until the tip of his cock barely touched her cunt. “Anything to please my lady.” Then he rode her, driving swiftly in and out of her, fucking her like there would be no tomorrow for either of them.

She rose to meet each thrust, their bodies moving in perfect unison. She curled one hand around his buttocks and slammed him harder until his balls made a slapping sound against her ass. Her other hand slipped between them and she stroked her clit, the swollen center of nerves sending heat radiating throughout her body.

As she climbed to the edge of a deep precipice, she craved the moment she’d pitch over the side. But she held off, timing her release with Jake’s.

When he thrust one last time, she let go and they rode the wave of passion to the end, collapsing in each other’s arms.

Time passed, but KC didn’t feel like stirring from Jake’s arms. She could lie there all night wrapped in his warmth.

A knock jerked her awake and Rosalyn poked her head through the door. Zach and Honor, hovering behind her, looked in as well.

“Are they still fighting?” Honor asked.

Rosalyn smiled across at KC. “I think not.”

“Can’t a man have a little privacy around here?” Jake demanded.

“We all want to know what’s going on,” Zach answered. “Tell us and we’ll leave you alone.”

Jake sat up. “I’m lying here buck naked with a beautiful woman. What do you think is goin’ on?”

Zach shook his head, a grin splitting his face. “I can see that.”

“We want to know if KC is staying.” Honor pushed past Rosalyn and stood inside the room, her hands on her hips, her very pregnant belly jutting forward.

KC draped Jake’s arm over her breasts and his leg over her private parts. “I promised to stay and give your Jake a chance to impress me.”

“And I’m sure I’m not impressing her with my choice of busybody friends.” Jake glared at the crowd in the doorway.

Rosalyn smiled. “Let’s get out and let the two do what couples do.” She herded Zach and Honor back through the doorway.

“Wait!” KC sat up, completely ignoring her nakedness. “What about you, Rosalyn? Are you staying too? I don’t know what I would have done without your help.”

She smiled at KC. “I’ll stay until after the baby is born. But then I really need to go.”

“But you came with the understanding that you might wed.” KC’s hand sought Jake’s. “You were supposed to marry Jake.”

“I came to get away from my own problems. Seeing you two together only made me realize I need to go back and resolve them.”

“A man, right?” Honor laid her hand over Rosalyn’s arm. “What’s his name?”

Rosalyn shook her head. “It doesn’t matter. By the time I get back to him, he will surely have moved on. But I will go back and at least make a clean break.”

“Until you leave, you can stay with us,” KC offered. She glanced at Jake. “That is if you don’t mind.”

Jake smiled at Zach. “A woman after my heart.” He wrapped his arms around KC and kissed her soundly.

Rosalyn chuckled. “Later. Right now you two need some time alone.” She motioned to Zach. “Come. Let me show you a few things a man can do to make loving easier with his pregnant wife.” She dragged Zach out of the cabin with her and closed the door.

Jake leaned back against the mattress with KC lying in his arms and he laughed.

KC slapped his chest. “What are you laughing about?”

“I’m just picturing Rosalyn showing Zach how to fuck his pregnant wife.”

KC’s chuckle joined Jake’s. “Rosalyn sure knows how to bring pleasure.”

“And now I do too.” Jake rolled over and slipped his hand over her breast, teasing the nipple into a tight little nub. “Want me to show you?”

KC’s body hummed to life beneath his fingers. “Only if you let me show you what I learned.” Her hand circled his cock and stroked it from his balls to the very tip.

Jake sucked in a breath and let it out. Oh yeah, he’d gotten the best end of the deal, all right. Best hand of poker he’d
ever
played.

About the Author

Twenty years of livin’ and lovin’ on a South Texas ranch raising horses, cattle, ostriches and emus left an indelible impression on Myla Jackson, one she likes to instill in her red-hot stories. Myla pens wildly sexy, fun adventures of all genres including historical westerns, medieval, romantic suspense, contemporary and paranormal beasties of all shapes and sexy sizes. When she’s not wrangling words from her computer she’s snow-skiing, boating, riding her ATV or spending time with family. She lives in the tree-covered hills of Northwest Arkansas with her husband of 20+ years and her muses—human-wanna-be canines—Chewy and Sweetpea.

To learn more about Myla Jackson and her stories visit her website at
www.mylajackson.com
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Bound and Tied

Honor Bound

If it feels right, do it…even if it could get you killed.

Honor Bound

© 2010 Myla Jackson

Bound and Tied, Book 1

After months of isolation—and celibacy—claim partners Zach Braun and Jake Thompson finally discover gold. And, as their celebration spills over into forbidden lust, an unexpected sexual attraction to each other rises. Then they discover they’re not alone…and the spy is trying to make off with their clothes and their gold.

On the run from an Indian captor, parson’s widow Honor Whitaker is hungry, desperate, and determined to never let another man control her. Stumbling upon two men touching each other in an extraordinary way, she finds herself mesmerized by their tryst. And scandalously aroused by a totally different kind of hunger.

Catching the little thief is easy, but Zach can think of only one way to silence Honor’s panicked babbling. Kiss her senseless. One sample of her delightful lips leads to more…then to a night where Zach and Jake show her that a man’s control over her body isn’t necessarily a bad thing.

Even as the three learn to let go of the notion that pleasure is the devil’s work, someone else is watching. Someone who’s out to reclaim what’s his.

Warning:
This title contains hot ménage a trois scenes, man love, bondage, and two lonely, sexy cowboys/miners who find that catching a thief only takes a little bit of rope and a whole lot of lovin'!

Enjoy the following excerpt for
Honor Bound:

Using the last of the lye soap they’d purchased from a merchant down in Idaho Springs last fall, Zach had scrubbed his clothes before stripping free of them and laying them flat to dry on a nearby boulder. Naked, he went to work scraping the stink out of his skin from the last couple months of hard work in the mine they’d eked out of the Rocky Mountain hillside on their claim.

Clean for the first time in days, Zach floated on his back, staring up through the aspens to the clear blue sky above. “Whatcha gonna buy with your half?”

Jake stripped his shirt off and flung it over the rocks, then rubbed river sand in his armpits and across his chest. “I’m gonna buy the biggest steak, the hardest liquor and the prettiest woman in Idaho Springs. How about you?” He ducked his head under the water and ran his fingers through the long, reddish-gold locks. When he surfaced, he shook his hair, flinging water over Zach.

“Hey!” Zach went under and came up ready for a fight. He jumped on Jake’s naked back and pushed him under, holding him down.

Beneath the surface, Jake hunkered low, grabbed Zach’s leg and pushed up and out of the water, tossing Zach high into the air.

They wrestled and splashed, too excited to feel the cold of the stream created by high country snow melts. Nor could it dampen the arousal Zach felt at touching Jake’s naked body, a secret Zach would never tell Jake for fear of losing the only friend he had on this godforsaken mountain.

When his skin started to shrivel and his balls began turning blue, Zach cried uncle and crawled out of the water to dry on a giant boulder bathed in the sunshine.

Jake climbed up on the rock next to him and stretched out.

If Zach hadn’t been a man, he’d find Jake…well, too darned attractive. As suntanned and well-muscled as Jake was, Zach was surprised every woman in the Pikes Peak Mining Country wasn’t after him.

Then again, there weren’t a whole lot of women in the mountains who weren’t already hitched or whores. Jake deserved a good woman. Shoot fire, they both deserved a good woman. But how the hell were they supposed to find one when they lived so far out in the hills? It took two days of climbing to get down to the nearest town.

Jake lifted up on his elbow and smiled across at Zach. “Well, what are you going to buy?” He glanced down at his cock, swelled and ready for action. “I don’t think I can wait a couple more days to get down to Idaho Springs. I’m already itching for some lovin’.”