Loving My Cowboys (Blessing, Texas Book 1)

by Lacey Davis

Rock hard and ready to fuck.

  Lily lay on the couch gazing up at him.

  “You're ours and we will defend you with our lives.”

  In fewer than twenty-four hours, this woman, their wife, had become everything to them. She was the rock, the foundation, they hoped to build a family life on. Anyone who would harm her would find them facing the barrel of his Colt. Lily was theirs.

  And Jim White had no idea of the battle he would face if he continued to try to harm her.

  Staring at her lying on her back, her legs spread, staring at him, her eyes dark with passion, he couldn’t wait any longer.

  Will kneeled and put his cock to her lips. She opened her mouth and took him deep inside, sucking on his erection, her tongue licking at the head. Heat spiraled through him and it was all he could do not to shove his cock down her throat.

  Seth kicked his pants off and then he spread their bride’s legs, hooking one over the top of the sofa. Kneeling, he kissed along her legs, leaving a trail until he reached the apex of her clean-shaven pussy. When he placed his mouth at the juncture, she arched her back, moaning around Will’s cock.

  “Lily,” Will said with a groan. “Keep doing that. I love how she’s moaning around my cock.”

  In a matter of moments, sweet pleasure noises came from their bride and he loved hearing them more than her tears. Her breathing hastened as she clutched at the sofa.

  Gently, he pushed his cock in farther and gripped her hair in his hands. “Oh, sweet Lily, what you do to me.”

  His cock was deep in her throat and she gazed up at him, her sapphire eyes dark with passion, her throat convulsing around his cock. There was no way he could last much longer. Not with his bride sucking his cock.

  Seth’s mouth was again on her pussy, his tongue deep inside her, his fingers twisting her clit. She bucked like riding a wild horse and he knew she was close to coming.

  With a final thrust, her throat convulsed as his seed shot down her gullet. She gazed at him, her need evident in her eyes as he came. Slowly, he pulled out and she licked him clean with her tongue.

  “Please,” she said softly. “Please let me come.”

  Seth’s fingers found the butt plug and he gave it a vicious twist. She screamed with passion. “Now you may come.”

  Shaking, her body vibrated as she came, her voice whimpering as she shook.

  With a sigh, she went limp and Seth smiled. “Not yet, sweetheart. We’re not done. Up on your knees.”

  He helped her rise from the couch and crawl onto her knees. She glanced back at him. “Seth?”

  “I’m going to shove my cock up your sweet cunny as far as it will go,” he said, smiling at her.

  She moaned and then he lined up his cock and pushed it in her dripping pussy.

  He placed his hands on her hips, guiding her and then he began to pound into her, shoving his cock as far as it would go, fucking her hard. “Oh, fuck, she’s so tight. So good.”

  Watching the two of them, Will could feel his cock getting hard once again. When Seth finished, he couldn’t wait to do the same.

  “Seth,” she gasped. “I’m going to come.”

  With a smack, his hand connected with her bottom. “Not yet.”

  “Oh,” she moaned, dropping her head and giving him deeper access.

  Another smack to her ass and she squealed. “Seth, I can’t hold back.”

  His thumb pushed on the butt plug and she screamed. “Oh, Seth, fuck me.”

  “Now you can come,” he said as he gave one final shove, his face tightening as he held her hips against him, his body jerking as his seed coated her pussy walls.

  Lily gasped and writhed beneath him, her breathing harsh as her body spasmed with pleasure.

  Seth fell back, his cock coming out of her cunny and Will stepped in behind her to take his place.

  “It’s my turn,” he said, pushing in deep in her welcoming sweet pussy. The walls of her cunny gripped his cock, squeezing and wrapping it in a welcome sheath.

  “Lily, squeeze me harder. Take me deeper.”

  Their bride slid down on her hands, her butt rising in the air, giving him deeper access.

  Will gripped her hips with one hand, pulling her up against him as he slammed into her over and over. Then his fingers pulled the butt plug almost out, before he slammed it back in again.

  “Will,” she gasped. “Do it again.”

  Seth reached down and whispered to her. “Oh, baby, that’s what we like to hear. We’re so glad you enjoy us fucking you and can’t wait until you’re ready to take both of us. Soon, darling, soon.”

  His mouth covered hers as he kissed her thoroughly. She moaned as Will took her fast and hard, his cock plunging into her pussy. He reached around and twisted her clit.

  Suddenly she broke from Seth’s kiss. His fingers fondled her breasts, twisting the sweet nubs.

  “I’m going to come,” she cried.

  It would be their bride’s third orgasm, and this time, he was so close to coming a second time that he would not stop her.

  “Go ahead, Lily, you may come.”

  The walls of her pussy gripped him, vibrating and pulsing and sending his cock into yet another orgasm.

  As he groaned and held onto her for the ride, all he could think was that he was so grateful Lily had come into their lives. She was everything they hoped for in a bride and she belonged to the two of them.

  Their seed mixed inside her pussy and hopefully soon they’d have a child.

  Collapsing on top of Lily, Will rolled over until she lay between him and Seth on the crowded couch.

  “Now, you understand why we want you naked,” Seth said, rubbing her back.

  “Yes,” she whimpered softly snuggling between us. “I never dreamed being married could be this good. Please be careful, I don’t want to lose my cowboys.”

  “Don’t worry, we’re not going anywhere,” Seth said, kissing her neck.

  With the afternoon sun shining in the windows, they lay spent on the couch.

  Will glanced at his friend and smiled. He nodded in unspoken agreement. Their lives had improved. All because they married Lily. All because she needed a husband.

  14

  Seth

  Later that afternoon, Seth and Will made the decision not to go to town, but rather search the ranch to see if they could find any more of the missing cattle. They left Lily at the house with strict instructions not to step foot out of the house for any reason.

  Unless there was a fire and then she could leave.

  As they rode, they realized the value of the land surrounding the ranch. The green pastures, the river, the beauty of the rolling hillsides. There was plenty of tall grass blowing in the wind and water for cattle or horses.

  “No wonder that prick White wants this land. Look at the river.”

  “The man reminded me of a snake oil salesman,” Will said. “He’s going to try something to get the land or Lily.”

  As they topped the rise of a hill, they noticed a horse with a saddle meandering in the valley below. That was odd.

  “Buzzards,” Seth said, noticing the ugly birds flying overhead.

  They pulled their horses to a halt and sat gazing down at the scene below them.

  “How long did she say Mr. Garza had been missing?”

  “Two weeks,” he replied. “If that’s his horse, why didn’t he return home?”

  With a sigh, Seth kicked his horse moving down the hill. “Guess we better check this out.”

  As they rode toward the horse, he turned and neighed at them. Riding up, the mare seemed almost grateful to see them. The animal was not tethered like he feared, but rather stood patiently waiting on its owner.

  At first, they didn’t see the body, but the stench alerted them that something dead was nearby. Then they saw a foot sticking out from beneath the brush. His body half hidden, a bullet hole in his chest.

  The body had been there for a while. They both reached for the handkerchiefs below their chin
s and pulled them up over their noses. When you worked crime scenes, you quickly learned what came in handy.

  “How do we know if this is the man who's missing?”

  “We don’t, and no, Lily is not going to identify him. That would devastate her,” Seth said, swinging his leg over his saddle and dropping to the ground. He walked over to the horse.

  A beautiful red mare that neighed when he came near.

  “Easy girl. I’m not going to hurt you,” he said softly.

  Will swung his leg over his horse, his feet hitting the ground. He walked to the body and reached inside the man’s pockets. He pulled out a used billfold that held a wad of bills.

  “Wasn’t robbery,” he said.

  Then he found a letter folded up inside. Quickly he unfolded the worn missive and read it.

  “It’s Garza,” he said. “This is a letter from his sister telling him about their mother’s death. He must have saved it.”

  “The brand on the horse is the Sweet B Ranch,” Seth said, running his hand over the horse’s flesh. The animal quivered.

  Stepping back, Seth reached into his saddle bags and pulled out an apple. The hungry animal gladly accepted the fruit.

  The thought of her waiting for her owner left Seth sad. A sucker for animals, he didn’t like to see them hurt. Since the death of his childhood dog, he couldn’t bring himself to own another one. It hurt too much.

  “The horse survived on the river water and grass, but didn’t leave his rider,” he said out loud, knowing the faithful animal would receive a full sack of oats tonight.

  Turning from the animal, he made his way to look at the decomposing body.

  “There’s a bullet hole in his chest,” Will said. “There’s money in his billfold. I don’t think he planned on dying.”

  Anger surged through Seth. Every murder reminded him of how his family had not planned on dying that night. How fast it all happened, and he couldn’t do anything to stop it. Sometimes he felt like a coward for not running out and dying with them, but then his heart would remind him that he was left to catch their murderers.

  “Look for a bullet casing,” Seth said as he began to search around the area, needing to focus on the investigation and not his own memories. “Unless the shooter was a long ways away and accidental, but I don’t think so. Looks like murder.”

  The two men tramped through the grass to search the area, spreading out looking for anything shiny in the weeds. Ten minutes later, Will bent down.

  “Bingo, here it is,” he said. “A Colt Peacemaker casing.”

  “Save it. It’s going to be interesting to see what kind of gun Mr. White has,” Seth replied.

  “What are we going to do with the body?”

  It was a question Seth really didn’t want to think about, but knew they had to do something. “We’re going back to the ranch and get a wagon and then return to take him to the house.”

  The law in this town was so incongruent that he wasn’t certain he wanted to notify the sheriff of the killing but knew he must.

  “I’m sure Lily will want to give the man a proper burial,” Will said. “She’s going to be upset.”

  “What about the sheriff?”

  “What about him?” Will said. “Lily says he’s corrupt. I say we file a report with the Texas Rangers. We can telegraph in that we found a dead man and that we’re searching for his killer.”

  Seth shook his head, thinking this was way too easy.

  “After we telegraph the Texas Rangers about the murder. Let’s ask them to join us in Blessing. We’ll tell the sheriff after we send the telegram. I’m thinking we’re going to need some help with this case,” Seth said, knowing if the sheriff was being paid by Mr. White, it would take more than the two of them.

  “You don’t think we can handle this alone?”

  “Nope. Sooner or later, he’s going to turn the sheriff on us. Then Lily would try to protect us. Every way I look, I see nothing but trouble,” Seth said.

  “All right,” Will said. “By killing Mr. Garza, Jim White was pretty much assured of getting the ranch. Until we came along.”

  “That’s why we need the help of other rangers. We’re going to have a war on our hands.”

  The birds continued to fly overhead, circling waiting for them to leave. A sense of sadness overcame Seth. No, he didn’t know the man, but from what Lily said, he protected and helped her at the ranch. No man deserved to die this way.

  “This makes me even more nervous about leaving Lily alone at the ranch. Come on, let’s get going. We’ll come back for his body once we have a wagon,” Seth said.

  “Let’s get some tarps to wrap him in. I know she cared about him, but I don’t want her to see him like this.”

  “Absolutely,” Seth said, leading Garza's horse to his own saddle and tying her to it. “Let’s get back home. I don’t like to be gone for long.”

  Now more than ever, he realized just how dangerous this situation was becoming. Jim White would do anything to get his hands on the Sweet B.

  “Me either. Especially knowing that someone is trying to steal the ranch from her.”

  Thirty minutes later when they rode into the yard, Lily met them at the door, nude. Her big sapphire eyes stared at the horse. “That’s Garza’s horse. That animal loved him. Where is Garza?”

  Seth took her in his arms and she started to cry.

  “What happened?” she cried.

  Will wrapped her back half in his arms. “We found his body. I’m so sorry, he was murdered, Lily.”

  “Nooo,” she cried. “Why does everyone I love die?”

  That was a question Seth had never considered before, but it must feel like that to her. Would it happen to him and Will?

  “We’re not going to leave you. No one is going to kill us,” Seth said.

  “Not even, Jim White,” Will assured her.

  But the man had an army of men, including hired guns. Now more than ever, Seth knew he needed to telegraph for help.

  15

  Seth

  The next morning, he and Will tossed a coin to see who would go into town and leave the other one alone to comfort their new wife. When Seth won the coin toss, it didn’t feel like winning. It felt like he was losing by being forced to go into town.

  Last night, their sleep had not been interrupted by marauders, but rather their bride. They had fucked long into the night, satisfying their woman and keeping her from crying over Garza.

  Now this morning, Seth was riding his mare into town while Will was at home fucking Lily and watching over the place.

  As he rode into the town of Blessing, he couldn’t help thinking the small frontier town was the perfect place for a gunslinger to take out a bank. Maybe he should talk to the banker once again, since he now had new information.

  When he pulled up in front of the sheriff’s office, he thought he heard shouting. He threw his leg over his saddle and dropped to the ground. Slowly he walked toward the sheriff’s office and the voices rose in anger.

  Opening the door, he saw two men standing before the sheriff, frowns on their faces. “Outside, mister,” one of the men said, holding up his hand.

  “No, these gentlemen were just leaving,” the sheriff said.

  “I can come back,” Seth said.

  “No,” the portly man said standing behind his desk. “We’re done.”

  The two men glowered at the man with a badge on his chest. “We’ll be back.”

  “We’re done and you can tell your boss that,” the sheriff said, his hand hovering next to his gun belt.

  Who was their boss?

  The cowboys looked more like gunslingers as they walked by Seth. Suddenly the first one stopped and turned back to glare at Seth.

  “Texas Ranger?”

  Seth faced him. “Yes.”

  “Your partner married that girl on the Sweet B Ranch?”

  “Yes,” Seth said. He hated that he couldn’t admit that she was his wife too.

  The man
walked right up to Seth and stared him in the eye. “Sell the ranch. Mr. White has been wanting that property for a long time.”

  Seth smiled at the man, his hand close to his gun. “What’s your name? I want to put a name to your face, so that the next time you harass my partner and his bride, I can arrest you.”

  “Blackball Johnson,” the man said. “Don’t worry, Ranger, you’re not going to live long enough to arrest me.”

  “Oh, even better, I can kill you,” Seth said his fingers on his gun.

  The men were gunslingers. Hired guns from the Big W Ranch.

  “Get the hell out of my office, before I arrest you. And you tell Jim White, I said not no, but hell no,” the sheriff said, his gun pulled and pointed at the men.

  The man grinned and walked out the door. Though the sheriff was throwing them out, he got the feeling it was because Jim asked him to do something illegal.

  When someone paid you money, they owned you.

  “Sons of bitches, decent people don’t exist anymore,” the sheriff said, putting his gun back in his holster. “What can I do for you, Ranger?”

  “Seth Ingram.” Seth sighed as he shook the man’s hand. Jim White’s henchmen came to give the sheriff orders and he didn’t like them.

  Seth sank down onto a chair across from the lawman and studied him. Maybe the man wasn’t actually on the take, but rather being harassed by the ranch owner. No, he was on the take.

  “David Pettus,” he said. “Sheriff.”

  “A couple of things. First, what can you tell me about Jim White?”

  The man’s hairy brows narrowed as he stared at Seth. “What do you want to know?”

  “Everything, you know.”

  The sheriff leaned back in his chair. “Ornery as they come. About five years ago, he came to town and bought a small ranch. About fifty acres. Since then he has somehow managed to intimidate and threaten every ranch around him except for the Sweet B into selling.”

  Jim White was the worst kind of human.

  “For over a year, he had been threatening Joe Bradley. Then yellow fever hit and killed everyone at the Sweet B but Lily and Garza, their helper.”

  Seth nodded. This part of the story he knew. “Do you know where he came from?”