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

by Lara Santiago

  Matt chimed in as well. “That’s right. Happy birthday.” He kissed her mouth.

  Colton brushed a brief kiss across her lips and pulled away. He also kissed her belly button once before retreating to the bathroom. Matt moved alongside her. He brushed a sweat-slicked tendril of hair away from her forehead. He kissed her on the mouth again with such tender care, Ella hoped this wasn’t all a fear-induced fantasy.

  “Am I dreaming?” she asked when he pulled away.

  “Nope.”

  “Pinch me, just in case.”

  Matt tweaked one nipple with a gentle tug, sending a pulse of desire straight to her clit. She loved having sex. That was a surprise. More astonishing, she was ready for more. She wanted Matt to take a turn. She was anxious to feel his cock buried deeply inside of her satisfied body. Almost as if being pierced by both of them in as short a time as possible better assured a future with them.

  Ella slung an arm around his neck and pulled him closer for a deeper kiss. Before she knew it, they were writhing on the bed as she attempted to unbutton his shirt and pull his jeans off.

  “We can wait, Ella,” he said as she pulled his shirt over one shoulder, nearly tearing it from his body. “I can wait.” But his voice sounded soulful and unfulfilled. She wanted him to feel as amazing as she did.

  “But I can’t wait. I want more. Please, Matt.” She sent her hand from his torso to one hip, pulling him closer. She kissed his lips, licking her way inside to tangle with his willing and aggressive tongue.

  Matt pulled away, looking a bit dubious, but then she rubbed his swelling cock through his loosened jeans, not stopping until he climbed from the bed and pulled the rest of his clothes off. He quickly joined her, and they resumed kissing, hugging, and rolling around on the sheets as if they hadn’t stopped. Arms, legs, and hips moved in furious motion as Ella tried to get enough until Colton returned.

  Ella currently rested on top of Matt. Her legs spread open, and she moved her knees to either side of Matt’s hips. His cock sprang up between them, hard and ready to go. So she grabbed the base of his wide shaft and quickly impaled herself on his rigid cock. This had actually been her plan all along. Matt seemed unwilling to make the first move, so she did.

  “Holy shit.” His eyes mashed shut as she enveloped his massive cock within her slick pussy. She lifted and dropped her hips a few times before he grasped her thighs and joined in moving against her hard and fast. “You’re so tight,” he whispered between each of the first several thrusts.

  Ella bent forward and kissed his lips. This angle put her clit in an interesting place, rubbing against the base of his cock. The connection was acutely erotic. She sped her movements on him and felt the stirrings of another climax roaring to the forefront of her being. She was on the precipice. A blinding flash of lightning filled the room around them from the single window to her left, and the resounding crash of thunder reverberated through her. She’d almost forgotten the storm outside as they made mad, passionate love to each other.

  Two hard, deep strokes later, Matt suddenly surged his hips upward and stiffened. He groaned long and hard as Ella rubbed herself against him only a few more times before one last release filled her body with wicked, divine pleasure. Waves of passion rode across her body and out to her limbs and back to her core.

  Breathing hard, totally relaxed, and unable to stay upright, Ella collapsed on his chest. She soon kissed her way to his throat. She nibbled along the cord between his neck and shoulder, wanting to bite down on his flesh for some reason.

  Matt suddenly took a little bite out of her shoulder, then kissed and licked the spot. “I don’t know what it is, but suddenly I want to gobble you up one succulent bite at a time.” His teeth found purchase at the base of her neck and the pressure increased. She laughed and dug her fingernails into the back of his upper arm.

  “I know what you mean. I want to sink my teeth into your body somewhere and mark you.”

  Colton, clad in only his jeans, sat down on the bed next to their panting, spent bodies. “And watching the two of you makes me want to start all over again.”

  “We could,” Ella said brightly.

  “No,” they both said in unison. Matt stroked his hand from the top of her head to the center of her back gently.

  “I’m not made of glass.”

  “But you don’t need to be worn out on your first day trying out sex either.” Matt stroked his fingertips down her spine again, joining both hands at the base of her back and squeezing her lightly in his secure embrace. It felt so good to be hugged close. She pressed her face to his warm, muscular chest, basking in the aftermath of two delightful experiences that she would treasure until the day she died.

  The weather outside still raged on but seemed less intense. Perhaps the storm was slowing or moving away. From the other room, Ella suddenly heard the clock strike ten. She smiled, remembering her desire to be deflowered before the next hour chimed.

  Her wish had come true. And it was about damn time something she wanted came to pass.

  Having slept very little from the night before in the frightening pitch darkness of her basement prison, Ella closed her eyes with Matt’s steady heartbeat lulling her into a deep satisfying slumber.

  She stirred several hours later all alone in bed when the clock chimed three. They’d tucked her beneath the covers while she slept. She promptly burrowed her face into the pillow and dropped into another deep sleep, filled alternately with sexy, lust-filled dreams of Matt and Colton making love to her and horrifying nightmares of waking up in bed with Otis and Owen. She didn’t fully wake up until Colton brought her something to eat.

  Ella roused when he turned the nightstand light on. She squinted asking, “What time is it?”

  “After six.” He put a plate on the nightstand containing a sandwich and a sliced-up peach.

  She sat straight up in bed. “Six at night?” He nodded and smiled. “I slept that long?”

  He then grinned. “Guess we wore you out. Might want to get used to it, honey. I’m already anticipating our next time in bed together.” He picked up the plate and held it out to her. “But here’s a bite to fortify you in the meantime.”

  Ella assessed her body after both the earlier lovemaking and the long afternoon sleep. She felt good. In fact, she felt great. She stretched like a cat who’d recently been curled and napping beneath a beam of afternoon sunlight.

  “Well, I also didn’t sleep particularly well last night downstairs.” She took the plate wondering where the food came from. They’d brought a few food stores to the cabin, but not much. If her father had had his way, she’d be long gone by now and no longer his problem. No need to waste food.

  “Understandable.”

  She looked over his shoulder. “Where’s Matt?”

  “Out in the barn taking care of our horses because I beat him in a game of rock, paper, scissors.”

  “And where did this food come from? I know it wasn’t in this cabin’s kitchen.”

  Colton smiled. “We had some supplies with us.”

  She took a slice of peach, and as she bit into it, a streak of juice ran down her chin. Colton leaned over and licked it away. Then paused only briefly before kissing her soundly. Then he backed away. She wanted more, but he stood and took a step back from the side of the bed.

  “Eat something. I’m not a barbarian. I can let you get a bit of food inside you before ravishing you again.” He gestured for her to eat, and her stomach took the opportunity to rumble right then.

  Ella grabbed half a sandwich and bit into it. The flavors of smoked turkey, cheddar cheese, rich mayo, and sweet pickles all vied for attention on her tongue as she chewed. “This is so good.”

  “I’m glad you like it.”

  She took another bite as he watched. “Is this your sandwich? Did you lose the ‘who will share their dinner’ round of rock, paper, scissors?”

  “Yeah, but I’m really enjoying watching you eat it so much more.”

  She o
ffered him the other sandwich half, but he declined. “I already had one. You eat it. Trust me, you’re going to need your strength.”

  Giggling in delight as she wolfed down the rest of the food, Ella soon handed him the empty plate and headed to the bathroom, still completely naked. He watched her every step of the way.

  Alone for a moment, Ella washed up and surveyed herself in the mirror. Her hair had dried in an odd way, now wild and wavy around her head. She tried to tame the messy locks to no avail. She searched through the few cabinets for some way to tie it back, but there was nothing here.

  Tucking a few strands behind her ears was useless, but she did it anyway. She’d no sooner left the room when the locks of hair eased from behind her ear and back into her eyes. She walked back into the bedroom. Colton still stood there with the empty plate, but Matt had joined him. Soaking wet, Matt looked exactly like he had this afternoon.

  “Still raining outside I see,” she said, stating the obvious and enjoying the view of Matt’s luscious body.

  “Yep.”

  “There’s a washer-dryer combo stacked behind a door in the other room. I could dry them for you if you’d like.”

  Matt smiled. “Okay. I’ll take my clothes off. If you want to see me naked again, I’m game, just ask me.”

  “Yes. That’s it. All a part of my master plan to seduce you again.”

  “You’ve already done that.” He gazed down her body, and she suddenly realized she was still naked.

  She grabbed her shirt from the floor as her skin flushed from ankles to chest and put it on. It barely covered her crotch, so she also grabbed up her panties. She took the plate from Colton and headed to the kitchen.

  They followed her. She dropped the plate into the sink, washed it quickly, dried it with a towel, and put it back in the cupboard next to the stove.

  She turned as they crowded her against the sink. “What did you two do while I slept?”

  Colton reached out and ran a finger down her cheek gently. The gesture both endearing and sweet, Ella was flattered like she’d never been before. Where had these men been all her life?

  “We took naps next to you for a while. Then we played cards until we got hungry. Matt lost at rock, paper, scissors again so he went out to fetch our supplies from the bags on the horses.”

  “I don’t even know why I bother to play, as I so rarely win,” Matt groused under his breath. Colton laughed but didn’t comment.

  Ella looked out the nearest window as dusk fell once more. At least this time she wasn’t trapped below. But the rain still continued to fall as if it didn’t plan to stop anytime soon. She wondered briefly where her father was. Did he regret leaving her in the basement?

  “What are you thinking?”

  “I was wondering if my father was worried about me.” She then turned to look out the kitchen door.

  Colton reached out and stopped her. “Where are you going?”

  “To see if the basement is flooded.”

  “It is. Just as it was this morning, when we released you.”

  “But is it completely submerged? Would I have survived if you hadn’t come along?”

  He shrugged. “Doesn’t matter. We did come along, and you’re safe now.”

  She broke his grasp. “Sorry, but it matters to me. I need to know.” Ella opened the kitchen door, flipping the switch to light up the outside porch from the coming darkness. She looked at the water pooling around the door behind where the steps down to the basement resided. If she were to pull the door open, she had no doubt that only water would greet her.

  Ella would have drowned if Colton and Matt hadn’t come along miraculously and let her out.

  She fought the tears threatening to overwhelm her sudden and very emotional response to seeing the place her father had stranded her. Any allegiance she’d ever felt to him dissolved completely in that moment. She didn’t have a father anymore. From now on, he could pound dirt as far as she was concerned.

  She wiped the tears from her cheeks, closed the door, turned the light off, and faced the two men she owed her life to.

  “I’d like to leave here as soon as possible. When do you think that might be?”

  Colton shrugged. “I think we should wait until daylight regardless of the rain slowing down or stopping tonight.”

  “Why?” Ella wanted to escape now.

  Colton answered, “With the excess rain pounding the land for the past nine hours, there could be flash flooding anywhere along the way we were headed. In fact, it could be one big flood from here to our land. I don’t want to discover any newly formed lakes in the dark.”

  Reasonable. She nodded. “But at first light, even if the rain isn’t completely subsided, we can leave, right? By the light of day we can see to get around any standing water.”

  Matt responded this time. “Sure. We’ll leave at daybreak as long as it isn’t storming again.”

  Ella moved forward until she pressed between each of them. She wanted a repeat performance of this morning. Putting a hand on each of their chests, she asked, “And what will we do this evening until time for bed?”

  Chapter Six

  Matt covered her hand centered on his chest. “We could read a book. I see a sizeable bookshelf over in the corner with some very interesting titles.” But he really wanted to take her back to bed and try his damndest to get her pregnant.

  Colton nodded. “Absolutely. Or we can play a game of poker again. That would give Matt a chance to win back some of the money he now owes me from earlier in the day.”

  “You two were gambling?” Her eyebrow lifted in mock surprise.

  “Well, not the entire time. But most of it.”

  Matt saw a glimpse of her expression darken, but she soon laughed. “Not that I don’t want you to try and win your money back.” Ella lifted her head and stared deeply into his eyes. “But I want to have more sex.”

  “I don’t know.” Matt shaped his face into a concerned mask. “You may need time to rest up a little more.”

  “I don’t want to rest.” She slid an arm around his neck and plastered her mouth to his. The sweet feel of her tongue dipping into his mouth for a thorough taste nearly undid his attempt to pretend to thwart her desires. She tasted like peaches.

  Matt tightened both arms around her body and tangled his tongue deeply between her lips to show he’d only been kidding. His first thought and the only thing he and Colton had discussed all day was the next time they’d be able to have sex with her again. He broke the kiss for a moment. “I guess we could have sex. If you really want to.”

  She laughed. “You’re teasing me. You wanted to have sex all along.” Ella locked her lips to his again.

  “And I always will.” He started walking her backward to the bedroom.

  Colton didn’t follow. Matt paused. “Coming?”

  He shook his head. “Go ahead. I’ll join you later on.”

  Matt nodded. They’d also discussed sharing a little private one-on-one time with her during their epic afternoon card games.

  They both agreed. There was a different dynamic with all three of them in bed together. And while not at all unpleasant, Colton had suggested they each spend some private time with her. It might make it easier on her to deal with them one at a time, too. They certainly wanted to make it easy for her.

  In fact, they spent the day considering how much of their combined yet limited wealth they’d be willing to part with if her father found out about how they spent the afternoon and demanded a bride price.

  He carried her into the bedroom and tossed her into the center. “I’m thinking about taking a shower,” he said the moment she bounced on her back. “Want to join me?”

  “Yes.” She crawled off the bed and followed him into the bathroom. He turned the water on and cranked up the heat until steam filled the room. Once inside, Matt found it surprisingly intimate to shower with someone. He’d never actually showered with a woman before. There had probably been possibilities in his past, a
nd he just hadn’t taken advantage of them. But Matt was suddenly glad that Ella would be his first.

  Then she said, “I’ve never showered with anyone else before. Seems decadent and a little bit naughty.”

  “Well, not yet, but I’ll see what I can do.” Matt took her in his arms. They kissed deeply as steam rose all around them, hiding everything beyond a three-foot perimeter of their bodies. They could be the only two people left on earth.

  Ella leaned into him, pressing her luscious body to his as warm rivulets of water coursed over his shoulders and then over hers.

  On a soap shelf built into the tiled shower wall, Matt grabbed a bar of pink soap with a detailed cut rose carved into the center of each side. Sniffing it briefly, he confirmed his suspicion on the particular scent it carried. He was about to smell like his grandmother, but he didn’t particularly care.

  Lathering the bar beneath the water, he rubbed foam down Ella’s spine slowly. He then sent the bar skimming over every inch of her skin from shoulders to narrow beautiful toes. She rested one palm on the tile wall, closed her eyes, and let him run his soapy hands all over every plane and hollow of her luscious body.

  Once he had soapsuds along every bit of her skin, he then rubbed the bar between her legs, making particularly sure to wash her clit and pussy lips until squeaky clean. She moaned the entire time he touched her, but most especially when he was between her thighs.

  By the time he’d rinsed her off, his cock was hard enough to drive fence posts into dry earth. He was ready to flatten her against the wall and thrust his cock deeply, but she took the bar of soap from his fingers.

  Ella proceeded to suds his body completely. She started with his chest, lathered his biceps with extra care, and spent quite a bit of time on his belly. By the time she moved lower and washed his cock, the unruly beast pulsed in her hand, wanting the ultimate completion. He took a couple deep breaths to keep from losing it as she washed his shaft thoroughly.

  By the time she had covered every place on his body, front and back, he wanted her with unrelenting lust. Once she rinsed the floral suds from him, she flung her arms around his neck and kissed his chin. Grabbing her thighs, Matt lifted her up. Her head was now slightly above his. Her breasts were almost within the reach of his mouth. She smiled serenely, dipped her head lower, and kissed his lips lightly. Gravity promptly took over as his hands moved to her lovely ass. She slid down his torso, and her pussy managed to slip over his randy cock. She groaned as he fully impaled her.