Shotgun Bride [Tasty Treats 12] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Polyromance)

by Lara Santiago

  She visibly relaxed, inhaling deeply and exhaling slowly as Matt watched. She soon turned to face Colton. “I also don’t mean seem so standoffish. My mind is truly in a whirlwind.” She paused, crossed her arms. She closed her eyes for a few seconds as if bearing up to tell them bad news.

  Matt traded a questioning glance with Colton, who seemed equally puzzled. He shrugged as if to say, “Let’s listen to what she’s about to tell us.”

  Her eyes finally popped open. She took a deep breath and started talking. “First off, my name is Ella Parker. The land and this cabin belong to my father. He was the one who locked me in the basement and left me there. He went to collect a preacher and the two men he’s selected to take me off his hands. Because today’s my twenty-fifth birthday, as loathe as I am to admit my age. My father is ready to retire and let my older brother run the ranch. I am his last chore to deal with before he collects his bride price and goes off to spend it on wine, women, and whatever.”

  “And you don’t want to get married? Is that why you were confined?” Colton asked quietly.

  She nodded. “More specifically, I desperately do not wish to marry the two men my father has picked out. I’ve gotten away several times but been caught and returned after each escape. That’s why I was locked in the basement. So I have a proposition for you.”

  Matt scanned her wet clothing and eyed the bed again. He should really pay attention.

  “If you promise to take me away with you after the storm passes, I’ll spend the day in bed with the two of you doing whatever you desire.”

  * * * *

  Colton shook his head, uncertain he’d heard her correctly the first time. I’ll spend the day in bed with the two of you doing whatever you desire. Could that be construed any other way?

  “What did you just say?” Matt asked.

  A determined smile shaped her beautiful mouth. “You heard me. Take me with you and I’m your love slave for the day. Any way you want. Any position you want. As many times as you want. And once I’m free from here, we can make a further arrangement. If you enjoy what I have to offer, that is.”

  Colton saw Matt eye the bed for the third time in as many seconds. For his part, he truly wanted to take her to bed and show her untold delights but wondered what he was missing. What was the drawback to her amazing offer?

  “Not that I don’t want to screw you senseless for the rest of the day, because I truly do,” he said honestly. “But what’s the catch?”

  She frowned. “No catch. Take me with you. That’s it.”

  “And if your father chases us down for despoiling you, are we required to protect you?” Colton also wasn’t especially opposed to protecting her from any number of roving bandits or her wretched father. Any man who needed to lock his daughter up to keep her from escaping a fate he chose and forced on her wasn’t much of a man in Colton’s not-so-humble opinion.

  She shrugged. “If he comes to you, I’d prefer to hide out and have him believe you never heard of me before. But whatever.”

  Colton was about to laugh, assuming she was kidding them, but then she started unbuttoning her shirt. When she got to the bottom and he could see her lacy white bra peeking out, he stepped forward to stop her. Or help her, he wasn’t sure yet.

  She opened her shirt as he grabbed her hands. But then her breasts were on display and he was, after all, a man. In that moment he would have promised her the moon for a chance to unfasten her bra and kiss the tips of her nipples. All the time knowing that a brief sample of her wouldn’t be nearly enough to satisfy him.

  Once he’d seen her breasts, he’d want to see the rest of her. Once he’d seen her completely naked, he’d want to take her to bed and make her scream in delight. Once he’d heard her shriek in orgasmic pleasure, he’d most likely want to hear her do it again and again.

  He lifted his gaze to see if he could determine what Matt’s take on this was. He saw an expression that seemed to mirror his. Disbelief at the way the current situation was headed and an inability to think past getting laid.

  He and Matt hadn’t ever shared a woman before, even though they knew it would be a part of their life going forward, if they accepted all the stipulations in his father’s will. And they’d certainly never discussed the logistics regarding any future bride, but at this very moment in time, Colton desperately wanted to bury his face between her thighs and bring her off as Matt laved attention on her breasts and mouth to help.

  Once she’d been gratified once or twice, he’d be delighted to slide his cock deeply into her sweet, pulsing, wet pussy for his own satisfaction. And he’d relish switching places to watch Matt do the exact same thing.

  For as vivid a picture that represented in his head, he was still wary that something bad would happen if they executed this seduction plan she offered.

  Matt walked around and rested his chin on her exposed shoulder. He planted a kiss on the back of her neck and said, “We’ll take you with us if you want as soon as the storm lets up. But you don’t have to spend the day in bed with us.”

  Colton sent him a glare. She doesn’t? Shit, why not? With great effort, he shook off his lust. Where was his honor? Likely twisted up tight with his horny, deprived libido. He took a step back and away from her alluring scent. He wanted her with every fiber of his being, but Matt was right. They’d take her with them regardless of whether she slept with them today.

  “That’s very sweet of you. But one other problem is also solved if I sleep with the two of you.”

  Colton was almost afraid to ask, but he did. “What’s that?”

  She closed the distance he’d created by taking a long step closer. She looked into his eyes and said, “I won’t be able to marry anyone else until we determine whether I’m carrying your child.”

  Matt straightened immediately. “You can conceive?” The sudden light of fire and hope that brightened his eyes also gave Colton a true pulse of optimism for the first time all day.

  She shrugged. “I don’t want to lie to you. I truly don’t know that for certain. My father took me to the doctor a few months back. And all I know is that recently he came away with a favorable certificate saying there is some possibility. But I don’t know what the percentage is or whether that number will result in a pregnancy.”

  “No one does. It’s all a crapshoot.” Colton and Matt locked gazes, and both of them smiled as if it had suddenly morphed into Christmas morning. “So what if we sleep with you all day long and get you pregnant? Will you consent to marry us, live on our property, and raise our children? Or are you desperate to run away for a different kind of life?”

  She looked a bit surprised. “I’d never expect you to marry me until we were certain I carried a child, but my answer is yes. Raising a family with men I actually care about is exactly what I’d like to do.” She pointed to a spot between her breasts and said emphatically, “I know that I get the final choice in any marriage union. And I can assure you that I already choose you over the men my father is bringing here.”

  Colton figured it was bad form to fuck another man’s woman on the day they were supposed to marry, but she was right. She was allowed to choose her own husbands. That was an indisputable law of the land. So if she were willing, his cock said, “Let’s go.”

  “So…you didn’t sign the contract, right?” Matt—ever with his lawyer hat on—asked cautiously.

  “Contract?” Her head turned to one side. Colton didn’t care so much about contracts. All he could comprehend was her lacy bra filled to the brim with her lovely, full, soft breasts anyway, so he only barely listened.

  Matt’s voice went even more serious. “The contract your father is certainly carrying along with the two men you don’t want to marry?”

  “Oh.” She grinned. “That contract. No. I refused a long time ago. But I’m afraid he’ll find a way to persuade me or simply let them…you know…try me out first.”

  “That’s not legal,” Matt said quietly. Colton knew he frowned upon the pragmatic w
ays creative men tried to skirt the system with regard to marriage and an unwilling female.

  She turned away from Matt and stared at the floor beside them. “And yet it still happens. I’m not stupid. I know how things get done. In this world, men usually still get whatever they want if they are determined enough.”

  Ella’s lovely face lifted again. She looked deeply into Colton’s eyes. “I know my father is unwavering in this matter, and I’m fairly certain the two men on the way here are also resolute. You two are literally my last chance to change my circumstances.”

  “Who are the two men?” Colton could barely look away from her lacy bra but figured it would be a good idea to know the identity of who he was about to piss off.

  “Otis and Owen Stevenson.” She shivered a little just mentioning their names.

  His and Matt’s gazes connected again. Matt didn’t seem too concerned. In fact, he looked relieved. Unsure what his brother was thinking, Colton rolled his shoulders, stared at the ceiling, and contemplated the next course of action.

  For as much as he wanted to press Ella to the bed and make her sing, he wasn’t certain he wanted to incur the wrath of the Stevenson brothers in this manner. Then again, he’d heard it didn’t take much to get them angry. This way, he’d get the wife he already wanted beyond all sensible reason.

  The fact that the their respective properties bordered each other should have also hindered his desire to simply drop trou and go for it with what the Stevenson brothers certainly considered their prospective bride. And yet, it didn’t. Colton wanted Ella. Matt wanted Ella. She didn’t want the other men chosen. Her father couldn’t force her to marry Otis and Owen. Plus, his cock was already shouting, “Come on! Let’s get this party started!”

  Colton released her hands. “I completely understand.” He reached out and pushed her shirt off her shoulders. It dropped to the floor behind her. He quickly pulled her bra straps down. Matt unhooked her bra. Her sudden inhale stopped him.

  Her gaze found his once more. “Problem?” As Matt released each side of the hooks, her bra fell forward even further, giving him a more salacious display. He could see the edge of one rosy nipple. His cock pulsed in his pants.

  “No. I…I guess I didn’t expect you to agree so easily.” A nervous-sounding laugh escaped her luscious lips.

  “Why on earth not?” Matt crowded her again and stroked his fingers down her now-bare back. She moaned as he touched her. Her bra loosened further. Colton could see one full nipple and most of the other.

  Her beautiful smile almost made his heart stop in his chest. “My luck of late hasn’t been very promising. I mean, you did find me locked in a basement waiting for a fate worse than death.”

  “True. But I think your luck has changed. Because I’m certain mine just did.” Colton pulled the bra from her and tossed it to the floor next to her shirt. With his eyes unwavering he covered her breasts with his palms, then stroked his thumbs across her pert nipples.

  Her lids eased closed as he touched her. She fell back into Matt’s arms. Colton followed her and captured her lips in a decadent kiss.

  As their tongues twined together, he unbuttoned, unzipped, and loosened her jeans. He expected her to balk at some point during this unfathomably quick prelude to sex, but she broke the kiss to slide her jeans—panties and all—down her long, slim legs.

  Giggling suddenly when the fabric caught in her cowboy boots, Ella threw her arms around his neck. “Guess you’ll have to take my boots off first.”

  “Not necessarily.” Colton dropped her half-naked on the bed then quickly flipped her over onto her belly. One hand pushed into her lower back, and the other went unerringly to the damp space between her legs. And she was incredibly wet. He rubbed her clit a few times and she writhed on the bed. “Whatever you’re doing,” she said, panting, “don’t stop.”

  Colton flicked his finger over the nub several more times before deciding he wanted to bring her off with his tongue. He stopped.

  “Didn’t you hear me? I said, ‘Please don’t stop.’” He flipped her onto her back and bent quickly over her body.

  “I’ll resume, I promise. Just let me try something, okay?”

  Her cheeks were pink, as were her very hard nipples when she nodded slowly. Matt moved to the bed, sat down next to her, and captured one pert nipple in his mouth. Ella arched her back and moaned out a long and slow wail of what sounded like pleasure.

  While Matt distracted her, Colton wrestled her jeans off after pulling each of her boots from her amazing legs. Tossing them aside one by one, he also peeled her socks off. She had narrow, beautiful feet.

  Colton promptly fell to his knees and buried his face between her legs. When he brought her clit between his lips and sucked in earnest, she clamped her thighs around his head and screamed his name. Before long her legs were draped over his shoulders, and he swore she was trying to clasp him tighter between her thighs. So he sucked on her clit even harder. She screamed again. Back arching, hips writhing, she sounded like she truly enjoyed the moment.

  She suddenly stiffened, her heels digging deliciously into his back, making his cock thicken. Inserting a finger into her tight pussy, Colton found her slick and pulsing with what he assumed was orgasmic delight. Perfect. He pulled away and kissed her inner thighs. She sighed and her body went limp. The words “satisfaction guaranteed” circled in his head. That phrase was what a woman from his past had once told him regarding his lovemaking.

  Colton pulled back a bit without jarring her legs and loosened his pants. His cock was already as hard as granite and ready to go.

  Matt continued to lick, suck, and rub her nipples as Colton put his eager dick at the entrance to her body. He caught her eye over Matt’s head, hesitating before just shoving his dick inside and fucking her blindly. She nodded slightly as if giving him permission to enter. So he did with gratitude and cautious awareness.

  Sinking slowly into the nirvana warmth of her tight, slick pussy, he was surprised at the increasing pressure he discovered halfway inside. Not thinking too clearly, as he was ready to explode in pleasure, he drew back and thrust harder, realizing only when he was suddenly fully impaled that, before his dick had thrust all the way inside her tight body, she’d been a virgin.

  Chapter Five

  Ella still pulsed with pleasure from having Colton’s amazing tongue wrapped around her clit. Before he thrust his thick cock forward into her body, he’d looked at her as if asking permission to take her.

  Bliss and satisfaction still rippling through her limbs and core, she’d freely given her consent. She wanted him. She lifted her hips to help with the second thrust wanting to participate in the experience. She desperately wanted to be the kind of “experienced” woman she figured they wanted. Plus, she didn’t want him to stop. He felt too good.

  Colton’s hips halted. He was fully piercing her body. His cock felt huge within her pussy walls, but also amazing. He stretched her fully. The agonized look on his face prepared her for his next murmured question. “You were a virgin?”

  Matt’s head came up. “What?” He also stared at her with concern etched in his expression.

  She lifted onto her elbows slowly. “Yes. What difference does that make?”

  They exchanged an unreadable glance. Colton held himself without moving. He smiled and said, “It doesn’t make a difference. It was just a surprise. I’d heard that the conception testing frequently removes or at least opens the virginal barrier to make the first time easier and less painful.”

  She hadn’t even taken her clothes off when she went to the doctor’s office to be tested. They’d taken blood from her arm, but that was it.

  Ella shrugged. “Is that a problem?”

  Colton’s whole body shuddered. “No. Not for me. I just didn’t want to hurt you. Especially not your first time.”

  She lifted her hips against him once more, and he flinched. “You didn’t hurt me,” she said quickly. “I promise.” The hugeness of his cock stretched h
er near to capacity, but having him lick her to the most amazing orgasm she ever thought to experience right before made it very much less traumatic.

  Matt dropped his forehead to her chest and kissed the sensitive skin between her breasts. She thought he was about to say something but he merely resumed sucking on her nipples. Colton shifted, and his cock slid out halfway before easing in again very slowly.

  Lord, he was enormous. But she loved the way he filled her up. And she really loved having the two of them make her happy. She never expected her first time to be anywhere near as enjoyable as this.

  Her head dropped backward. Her elbows flattened on the surface of the quilt. She allowed her body to relax momentarily, but soon she arched her spine and bucked her hips, trying to be the aggressive temptress she figured they wanted, but also to get Colton to move faster. The first thrust had been hard, fast, and exhilarating. Now he moved in and out of her body with measured care.

  “Harder,” she heard, before realizing she’d even spoke.

  Colton paused as if he hadn’t heard her correctly. “What?”

  “You can go faster and harder,” she said. “I promise I won’t break.”

  He pushed out a long breath and shot his cock deep and fast into her body. So amazingly good. She moaned, and so he did it again. And again. Soon she was meeting him thrust for thrust. The friction of flesh on flesh was utterly astounding. She felt consumed by them both.

  Matt reached between them and stroked her clit a few times. Ella came suddenly with a shattering climax that made her entire body vibrate with unexpected pleasure once more.

  Colton sped his thrusts and practically growled when he came, spewing his seed deeply inside her body. She truly hoped she’d be able to bear their children. For the first time in her twenty-five years, she was hopeful about her future and the possibility of a happy family life.

  He collapsed over her as Matt moved out of his way. After several panting breaths where they both seemed to be trying to come back after supreme pleasure, Colton lifted his head and said quietly, “Happy birthday, Ella.”