Fearless Fighters [Triple Dare County, South Dakota 7] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Polyromance)

by Paige Cameron

  “I love the idea. So many plants and animals are going to be extinct if we’re not careful.”

  “This will be our small part to help,” Beck said. “We are considering building one cabin on a rise over a canyon. It’s a beautiful spot to observe the wildlife and yet not disturb anything. We’d use it strictly as a short getaway for relaxation and enjoyment. No hunting or fishing allowed. Just observation.”

  “Oh, I can hardly wait to see where you’d build it.”

  “Then you’ll have to get your leg stronger and come back to us. I promise not to say anymore on the subject.” He turned to guide her back to the barn. When he helped her down from the mare, he kissed her.

  “Why don’t you get in the bathtub and soak your leg. I’ll be in when I’m finished here.”

  “That’s a deal.” She walked to the house and went in the back door. The kitchen was spotless. Gavin’s work probably.

  In the bathroom, she turned on the water in the tub and undressed as it filled. She checked the temperature, turned on the jets, and slid into the warm water. Her leg wasn’t as sore today. She was getting better. Saturday, she’d have her last session with Cora until she returned.

  And if I decide to have the surgery done, will I want to return to South Dakota? This trip will help me decide what’s more important to me, my dancing or Beck and Gavin.

  She was almost certain she was falling in love with them. With the operation she might be able to dance lesser parts. But would that satisfy her?

  “I find you deep in thought. You didn’t hear me open the door.” Beck stood beside the tub. “May I join you?”

  “Please do. May I watch you undress?”

  He laughed. “I’d be disappointed if you didn’t.

  She loved seeing their gorgeous, hunky bodies. Beck’s broad shoulders, lean hips, and long legs had her pussy clenching with desire and her juices flowing.

  “You are tanned from being outside so much,” she said.

  “I use sunscreen, but I tend to tan anyway. I’m out there for long hours in our busiest seasons.” He pushed her forward and got into the tub behind her. His hands cupped around her breasts and his thumbs rubbed her nipples. “Ah, this is perfect.” He kissed the top of her head when she leaned back against him.

  “It is.” His hard cock pulsed along her lower back.

  Heather turned over and brushed her peaked nipples across his chest. Then she straddled his legs and held his cock in her hand.

  “What a picture you make with your rosy nipples standing out, the inward curve of your small waist, and the outward curve of your luscious hips.”

  She dipped her head and kissed the crown of his cock. Her hand moved up and down his length. “Sit on the edge of the tub,” she ordered.

  “Yes, madam.”

  Heather got on her knees where she could take him into her mouth. She stroked his satin hardness with her tongue before starting the up and down movement taking his cock as deeply into her mouth as possible.

  He ran his fingers through her hair and his hand rubbed her neck. “Darlin’, you make me feel so good.”

  Her aqua eyes shone up at him. “I like pleasuring you.” She went back to his cock and licked around and up and down. When he hissed, her heart swelled with joy. Then she sucked on his cock.

  “Wow, honey.” Beck pulled her onto his lap. He reached for the condom and small towel he’d placed at the back of the tub. He handed them to Heather. “Dry my cock and roll the condom on me, fast.”

  Her hands trembled, but she managed to get it on. He placed his cock at her opening and she took him deep in her pussy. His fingers pulled at her nipples, and her inner walls tightened on his cock.

  He kissed her neck where her heart pounded for him and a buzz of electricity shot up her spine. She rose and came down deeper and harder on his dick. The flash of pleasure raced through her veins to her core. Her pussy held him tight, and his throbbing cock caressed the sides.

  Beck leaned forward and kissed her heart as a swell of joy and bliss saturated her body. His cock exploded and she held his neck tight as they rode the orgasmic wave.

  Later, while lying in bed, Heather raised her head and looked at him. “I hate to say it, but you’d better drive me back. I like to relieve Aunt Bella by two or three o’clock.” She pulled herself up closer to his face and bit the edge of his jaw. “And you haven’t fed me. I’m starved.”

  “We’ll stop in town at the diner on our way back to the bed-and-breakfast. Go shower and I’ll call Gavin. Maybe he can join us. He usually eats late.”

  Heather showered quickly and dressed while Beck got cleaned up. He came out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist and his black hair shiny wet. She wished she had time to throw herself against him.

  What’s happening to me? I never expected to feel this way about any man, much less two.

  “If you keep looking at me like you are now, I’ll be throwing you back in my bed,” Beck said.

  She saw the teasing light in his eyes. “Then I’ll ignore you, because I want food and to see Gavin, too. Is he going to join us?”

  “Yes. He’ll be saving us a table.” Beck ushered her out and into his truck.

  * * * *

  Beck breathed in her sweet scent. She dazzled him every time they were together. Geez, I’m acting like a horny teenager. I can’t get enough of her. This hasn’t happened to me with any other woman. He glanced at her. She was looking out the window and smiling. What in the hell will I do if she rejects us? I want to protect my heart and I’ve tried. But when she’s with me or us, my resistance melts right down.

  “You’re frowning at me. Is something wrong?”

  “No, darlin’. My thoughts were wandering.” He drove into town and found a parking spot close to the diner. He held her hand as they walked across the street and inside. Gavin waved from a back table.

  Gavin stood. “You two look happy and relaxed.”

  “We are,” Heather said. She pulled his face downward and kissed him. “We had a great outing. I love the ranch and the idea Beck told me about building a cabin in the area you’ve marked for conservation.”

  “Did he show you the plans we’ve had drawn up?”

  Heather glanced at Beck. “No, he didn’t.”

  Beck shrugged. “We got sidetracked. I’ll show them to you next time,” he said to Heather.

  After they’d given the waitress their order and she’d walked away, Gavin said, “Let’s talk about your trip to Chicago. I’m planning to go with you. We decided it would be better if I went since I can help you understand whatever the doctor says about the possible operation for your leg.”

  “I don’t need protection.”

  “That’s not what I said, but we think you do and I’ll also be watching for anyone suspicious around you.”

  She frowned at them. “All right, I’ll agree this time. I would like to have your opinion about the medical procedure. I may make an appointment with the other doctor also. He’s in Minneapolis. We could stop and talk with him on our way back.”

  “Then you are coming back?” Beck asked.

  “For now, yes, permanently, I’m not certain yet.”

  “Why wouldn’t you be? Gavin and I want to marry you, and we’d treat you very good.”

  “I know. But I want to be absolutely confident about my decisions. I think I love you two, but we’ve only been together a short time.”

  “My parents met at college and were married within three months, right after graduation,” Beck said. “Dad Tim said it’d have been sooner, but they wanted to finish school since the end was so close.”

  “What about your parents, Gavin?” Heather asked.

  “They all three went to school together from the first grade through the twelfth. Then they went off to different colleges. Mom says she’s glad she had a chance to date other guys. My dads hate it when she says that, but they understand. She’s the only girl they dated until college.

  “Anyway, I guess they
didn’t find another woman or man who they cared for, and when they returned to Triple Creeks Township they had a big wedding.”

  “My goodness, your parents went from one extreme to the other.”

  “And they’ve both been married over thirty years, so it goes to show time isn’t important. It’s the people involved who make the difference,” Gavin said.

  “I’ll remember what you’ve said when I’m trying to decide what to do. Here’s the food.”

  “Don’t forget to weigh her when she comes to the office of Friday,” Beck said. “I think she may have gained a pound or two.”

  Heather grinned and stuck her tongue out at him before she started eating her Reuben sandwich.

  Chapter Eleven

  Heather’s parents greeted them at the airport. She introduced Gavin to them.

  “I’ve heard Bella mention your name,” her mom said. “She said the town was very happy when you decided to pass up the job in a big medical practice in Minneapolis and instead started your own office back home.”

  “I always wanted to return to Triple Creeks Township. My parents live there, and you can’t find better people. They needed me more than the ones in Minneapolis.

  “My brother and sister have moved away, but they come home fairly often. And I like living on the ranch Beck and I own.”

  Her dad shook his hand. “You’re a country boy at heart, and you were willing to give up the high life to help your hometown. I like you.”

  “Believe me, it wasn’t a difficult decision. But I’d met a woman doctor in school, and we got engaged during our internship. She didn’t want to live in a small town. We split because of my decision.”

  “Have you regretted losing her?” Heather’s mom asked.

  “No. She wasn’t the right woman for me.” He glanced at Heather and smiled.

  Heather’s parents looked at her and Gavin, but they didn’t comment. Her dad took her luggage and led the way to his new SUV.

  When they got in, he turned to Heather and grinned. “It’s got all the options that were available, and I got the amount for the other SUV that I wanted.” He started the car and backed out of the parking spot.

  “Dad is a great negotiator,” Heather explained to Gavin.

  “I’ll remember the next time I need help.”

  “Pamela is in a bad spot,” her dad said as he drove. “We wanted to wait until you got here before telling you the more recent news.”

  Her mom turned to look at them in the back seat. “The detectives got a case the other day. The man had been stabbed to death. In his garage they found a smashed car with dark blue paint on it. The paint matched your dad’s old SUV. They’re certain he was the one who ran you down and probably made the anonymous call.”

  “Who killed him?” Heather asked.

  “They believe Pamela hired someone to do the job, and they’re searching her car, her house, and her phone. Thus far, they haven’t found any evidence,” her mother said.

  “Poor Pamela, I don’t believe she’s the one who did all of this. Dad, drive me straight to the police station. I want to talk with those detectives.”

  “I’m headed that way. I thought you’d want to go there.”

  * * * *

  When they parked, her parents and Gavin started to get out of the vehicle. “Stop. I can do this myself. I won’t be long.”

  “If you are, Gavin and I are coming in to get you,” her dad said.

  Heather walked in the station and asked for the detectives handling her case. Luckily they were there.

  The two of them came out to greet her.

  “May I speak with you privately?” she asked them.

  “Sure.” The taller man led the way to a small office along the hall to the left. He opened the door and Heather walked in. His partner followed, and they both sat across the table from her.

  “My father tells me you believe Pamela is responsible for my injury. I don’t agree. She’s very sweet, and we’ve always been on the best of terms. She’s never indicated a strong desire to take my place. Of course she’d like to move up, but she can do that without hurting me.”

  The tall man tipped his chair back and asked, “Then who else wants to hurt you?”

  “I have no idea.”

  “She’s the only one who gains something from all this.”

  Heather leaned forward. “Do you really think her capable of having someone knifed to death?”

  “I’ve seen baby-faced killers more often than you’d think,” the other detective said.

  “I’ll never believe it, and I’m going to help her prove her innocence.”

  “Have at it. We checked everyone else and found no suspects.”

  She stood and glared at them. “Then you aren’t looking in the right places. Meanwhile my life may still be in danger. Good day. I’ll call when I find a suspect.” Heather hurried out of the room and back to the car.

  “We need a good investigator. One who can sneak around and find out the true culprit,” Heather said when she got in the car. She relayed what the detectives had said and her response.

  Gavin put his arm around her shoulders. “I know the two people to contact, Beck and Chad Stedman. Chad used to work for the FBI, and Beck learned a lot about sneaking around to get information when he was in the service. Between the two, they’ll find the right person.”

  “Can Beck leave the ranch with you out of town?”

  “We have a good foreman. He’ll take care of the ranch. And I bet Chad would enjoy handling the case.”

  “Tell them we’ll pay them,” Heather’s dad said.

  “No, sir, they won’t accept payment. We help each other. And Beck is the other man that wants to marry your daughter. Beck and I would like your blessing.” He looked from her dad to her mom.

  “I guess we’ll see after we meet Beck and get to know you both better,” her mom said.

  “Fair enough.” Gavin punched in Beck’s number and explained the situation. “Call Chad and see if he’ll join you. I’ll tell her.” He disconnected the call.

  “Beck will be here in the morning, and he’ll ask Chad to come along.” Gavin whispered in her ear, “He said to tell you he misses you already.”

  “I’m glad he’s coming to join us. Dad, will you drive me to the dance theatre? I want to tell Pamela she’ll have help arriving soon.”

  When they stopped, Gavin insisted in going in with her. “Be sure no one’s around when you talk to Pamela. Whoever is the guilty party may be right here. We don’t want to forewarn them.”

  “Good idea. We’ll bring her out to the car.”

  Heather led him inside. They stopped to let their eyes adjust to the darkness in the back of the theatre. Then she headed down an aisle to where the director was talking to Pamela. She was dressed in the costume Heather used to wear. Pain from her grief hit her hard, and she took a deep breath before introducing Gavin to them.

  Heather’s director hugged her. “You look great and you aren’t using your cane. Can you dance?”

  “I’m hoping I may be able to do some dancing. I’ll never be as good as I was before.”

  “When you’re ready, if you want a job, I’ll find you a position.”

  “Thanks.” Heather looked at Pamela. She was pale and had lost weight. “Pamela will you come outside to my father’s car. I’d like to talk with you privately.”

  Pamela started to speak and Heather stopped her. “I don’t believe you had anything to do with my car being wrecked.”

  “Thank goodness. I think you and the director are the only ones who believe I’m innocent. The police are determined to find me guilty.”

  “Walk on out with them Pamela. We’ll take a break until you get back.”

  “He’s been wonderful,” Pamela said as they went out the door. “And he’s patient. I am not the dancer you were Heather, and I hate what happened to you.”

  Gavin opened the back door of the SUV and Heather and Pamela slid inside. He waited alongside the S
UV.

  Heather introduced Pamela to her parents. “We’re going to help you.” She explained about the two men coming to do their own investigation. “But don’t let anyone in the troupe know. The one we’re looking for could be inside.” Heather nodded toward the building. “Don’t trust anyone.”

  “I promise I won’t say a word.” Pamela got out and hugged Heather. “Will I see you soon?” she asked.

  “I’ll come to the theatre before I return to South Dakota, and I’ll contact you if our guys find any valuable information.”

  Pamela thanked them again and rushed back inside. Gavin and Heather got back in the car.

  “I agree with Heather. There’s no way Pamela did this or hired someone. There’s not a bit of animosity exhibited when she’s around Heather, and she’s not the type to be able to hide such strong emotions.

  “We’ll find the one who hurt you and tell the police to go arrest him or her. But I expect it’s a man. The violence of stabbing someone ten times sounds more like a man than a woman. And the victim would have fought hard for his life. Pamela’s too small. He’d have gotten the knife from her.”

  “What’s our next stop?” her father asked.

  “Home. I have an appointment with Dr. Kendrews in the morning.” On the way home she explained to her parents about the experimental surgery she was considering.

  Later that night, her mother came in her room as she was preparing to go to bed. “Gavin’s settled in his room down the hall,” she said. Then she sat in one of the chairs by Heather’s windows. Heather joined her in the opposite one. The curtains were closed and the room felt familiar and comfortable to Heather.

  “I gather you are considering a threesome marriage,” her mother stated.

  “They are really nice men, wonderful men.”

  “You haven’t known them long,” her mother reminded her.

  “True. But I’ve met their parents. I met Gavin’s on the day his mother loaned me her car to use, and Beck’s are staying at Aunt Bella’s bed-and-breakfast. They’re nice and very happy in their marriages. They’ve both been married over thirty years which is a good testament to the stability of threesome relationships.”