A Fall From Grace. Mail Order Bride Western

by Brittany Dreams

  She waves at me and blows me a kiss. Her sweet, red lips pucker and I wish I didn’t have to work and could go back to our bed with her on this chilly night.

  Nora has a small body with perfect proportions. Her breasts are pleasingly plump. Her waist is small, her hind quarters are round. Long, black ringlets fall across her pale shoulders. She’s already changed into her sleeping gown for the night and I need to tell her to get the hell away from the window. The whole town can see her from down here.

  She looks like an angel up there, and to know she’s all mine is a thing which fills me with pride. I blow a kiss back to her and gesture for her to leave the window which she does and to lose sight of her makes me a little sad.

  She and I wrote to one another for several months before I asked her to marry me. That letter shook in my hand as I sent it that day. I was so afraid she might never write back or send back the answer I dreaded she might. I was amazed and relieved when the letter she sent back had yes written in large letters.

  After our little wedding, I took her back to the apartment above the Sheriff’s office I rented when I accepted this job. She amazed me further as she let go with me right away. No shyness, no fear, and no problem doing what I wanted.

  Tomorrow I’m taking her to see the small property I’d like to purchase to build us a home on. It has a small creek running through it and there are lots of trees. I can see her sitting on a rocking chair, holding our first born.

  It’s Friday and many of the more unpleasant characters come to town for the weekend. The clip clop of horse’s hooves meandering up behind me have me turning back. A tall, tan horse with a tall rider ambles up next to me.

  “Howdy, Levi. How’s the card games goin’ this fine evening?”

  He comes into town most weekends and is an avid gambler. I give the man a smile. “Hey there, Bill. So far there’s been no gun-play. I reckon it must be pretty good. You ready for a wild weekend?”

  “My name ain’t Wild Bill for no reason,” the man says with a smile. “How did this week treat you, Levi?”

  A grin spreads across my kiss swollen lips. “I got married.”

  “Well, I’ll be. Will wonders never cease?” he says. He reaches into his pocket and flips me a coin.

  It’s a whole dollar and I about pass out. “Aww, you don’t have to….”

  He interrupts. “You take that new wife of yours somewhere nice for supper tomorrow. It’s on me. You all stop by the saloon this weekend and I’ll buy you both a drink, and maybe you’ll see fit to let me steal a dance with her. Tell me, is she pretty?”

  I shake my head. “Nope!”

  His eyes go wide. “A dashing man like yourself and she’s not pretty?”

  “She’s gorgeous,” I say with a laugh. “And I’ll see if she wants to go to the saloon for a drink, early in the evening though, before it gets rowdy. Thanks for the wedding gift, Bill.”

  With a tip of his hat, he moves on. The man loves him a card game and legend has it he’s a bit of a bad man, but I ain’t never seen him do a thing wrong. Here, in Deadwood, it’s not about keeping up with who did what. It’s all about trying to keep these people from killing each other.

  The fact is the job I took was vacated by a man who met his end at the end of a gun. As has more than one lawman in this town. The job I hold is anything but safe, but I love the air of danger that flows thorough this town. It’s almost as if it’s alive with tension.

  I do what I do at the start of every shift, walk the length of the main road and take in the different sounds coming from each building. Normal chattering is fine. Tense voices are not.

  In this town a disagreement can turn into a murder in seconds. With no real law here, it’s up to us men in law enforcement to see that not too many people die. It’s a hard task though and I have to be honest and say more than one man has lost his life on my watch.

  At the far end of town I hear a sound in the darkness. A horse snorts. “Whose there?”

  The horse and rider come into the dimly lit edge of town and I see a rather skinny horse carrying a chubby man with dark, wavy hair and a thin mustache. As he gets closer I notice one eye looks towards his nose and the other at me.

  “My name’s McCall, Jack McCall. I’m just in from my first week at my claim and seek a card game and some whiskey. Could you be so kind as to point me to the best watering hole and game this town has?”

  “Welcome to Deadwood, Mr. McCall. My name is Levi Langston and I’m part of the team which makes up the law in this rambunctious town. Now, as a favor to me, since I’m about to divulge precious information to a newcomer, I’d appreciate it if you’d follow usual manners while staying in town. You know, basically try real hard not to kill anyone.”

  His smile is a bit crooked and I wonder if someone hit him in the face with a shovel at some time in his life. “I’ll certainly try not to. Now the drink and cards can be found where?”

  His demeanor seems sound though his face is anything but. “The best card games are at the Nuttle and Mann’s Number Ten Saloon. But I suggest you wait for an invite to join a card game and allow the men to get used to you. They’re touchy with newcomers.”

  “Thanks for the information. I hope to see you around, Deputy.” The man waves and rides on into town.

  The night is young and already the music is getting louder and the noise the people make is too. I can see the other deputy who comes on around ten o’clock walk up the boarded walk that runs in front of all the shops and businesses. Jacob McAllister signed on a few days before I did. He’s fresh off the boat from Ireland and always itching to fight.

  I tease him often about needing to find a wife to let out some of his energy rather than letting it out on our citizens. He’s told me he too has found a woman he may ask to marry him through the mail order bride catalogue.

  He stops and looks into a window of a closed shop. A few steps he takes back and gives a whistle. I make my way to him in a slow and casual way. There must be someone in the shop.

  I amble up to him. “Hey there, Jacob. How’s the evening treating you?”

  He makes a small gesture for me to go around the back of the shop and says, “Fine, fine. How’s the night been so far?”

  “Calm, no problems.” I ease back. “Since you’re on the beat now, I’m going to take me a break. I’ll see you in fifteen minutes.” I give him a nod and walk away as he moves away from the shop as well.

  We both are circling around so whoever is in the shop will think we’ve left. I can hear scuffling as I near the back door. I draw my pistol and wait. The door begins to squeak open and I wait patiently as a teenage boy comes out, holding a bag.

  I wait until he closes the door back, then I step out from the side of the shop. “Hi,” I say and hold my gun out.

  I give a whistle so Jacob knows I have the intruder. The boy’s head drops, and he says, “Dang it.”

  The bag he holds I take, finding some soap and cloths in it. “Laundry day?”

  “My ma is sick and Pa hasn’t been home in months. My aunt told me I needed to get something to clean my ma’s bed clothes and maybe she’d start to get better. We have no money, sir.”

  Jacob comes around the corner. “What do we have here?”

  I shake my head. “An urchin it seems. The boy’s ma is sick. He stole soap and rags to clean her and the house up. He was told she might get better if things were cleaned. They have no money.”

  Jacob looks the boy up and down. “Where’s your father, lad?”

  “I have no idea, sir.”

  “I happen to have an extra box of soap at home and some rags,” I say. “How about we let Deputy McAllister put these things you took back into the shop and you and I can make a trip to my place?”

  The boy’s dark eyes light up. “Do you mean it?”

  Jacob nods. “He does. Now git and don’t let us catch you doing any more stealing. It could get you shot and it sounds as if your ma needs you.”

  “I won’t sir.”
The boy walks towards me then stops. “Sirs, I need a job. Is there a way you could help me find one? I’ll do anything, muck stalls, clean floors, do dishes, anything.”

  I smile and put my arm around the boy’s thin shoulders. “I bet we can find you something. When’s the last time you had yourself a good meal?”

  “Months, sir.”

  Jacob calls over his shoulder. “I made a mean lamb stew back at the Sheriff’s office, if you care for a bowl and some of my famous soda bread to go along with it.”

  The boy turns nearly giddy. “Oh! My, yes. That would be great. Thank you, sir.” He turns to look at me. “Thank you too sir. I can’t tell you how much I’ve needed this break. I didn’t want to take anything, I swear.”

  I pat his back. “I’m sure you’re telling the truth. Let’s get you fixed up and I’ll take you home on my horse. It’s late for a boy your age to be out alone.”

  NORA

  A dim light wakes me as the sun begins to rise. My new husband will be home any minute now as his shift ends with the rising sun he told me. Late last night he came home for a few minutes with a teenage boy in tow.

  Levi told me the boy was caught robbing a store of some soap and rags. He felt bad for the boy’s circumstances and gave him some extra he had. My heart pitter patted in my chest at his sweet and generous nature. I have no doubt he’ll make an excellent father.

  I brush my teeth and hair and wash my face, readying myself for Levi’s return home. He’ll be tired and may not want a thing to do with me this morning, but he might and I want to be ready if he does.

  The door squeaks open and Levi looks anything but tired as he holds out a brown paper bag. “I brought breakfast pastries if you care to put on a pot of coffee, my sweet wife.”

  His face sports a thin, stubble of a beard and his lips beg me to kiss them. I place a quick kiss on them. “I’m glad you’re home.”

  I step back to go make the coffee, but he grabs my arms and pulls me back. “That was nice,” he says then kisses me hard.

  His arms wrap around me and I hear the sack of pastries hit the table top. He picks me up and carries me back to the bedroom. Pulling his mouth from mine, he leans his forehead on mine. “Breakfast later. You now!”

  Playfully he tosses me onto the bed. I giggle with his actions. It seems I have excited him just by my mere presence here. Achingly slow, he unbuttons his shirt, revealing his muscled chest. Soft, light auburn hair flows over it and I find myself wanting to run my hands over the softness of it.

  He kicks his dusty boots off and pulls off his socks then drops his jeans, unveiling his ready to go male member. My body reacts to the sight, a wetness begins in my private regions and it aches to be filled by him.

  The hem of my nightdress he takes in his large hands and pulls it over my head. He looks at my chest and I follow suit, finding my nipples hard and erect. With a sinister grin he says, “Looks like you’re happy to see me, Nora.”

  “I am happy to see you, Levi.”

  I scoot back on the bed so he can join me on it. One hand cups a breast and his mouth finds the other. His tongue moves over the nipple and sends a wave of pleasure straight through me to my very core.

  Wantonly, I arch up to him and run my hands over his tightly muscled back. A gentle nip he gives me then trails light kisses over my chest and up to my neck. Warm words flow over my ears, “Do you love me, wife?”

  My breath stops and my mind goes blank. He bites my neck gently and I go completely wet. “I love you, Levi.”

  A deep chuckle he makes, making his body shake. “Good, I love you too, Nora.”

  Sweeter words I’ve never heard. His mouth is hot and wet as he runs his tongue over my neck and takes my lips in a deep kiss. A tap at my lips has me parting them with no idea of what he wants. Pushing past my teeth comes his tongue into my mouth. He runs it over mine and I find it very stimulating.

  My arms run around him and pull him to me. All I can think of is how much I want him inside me. He still has his body on one side of mine and I want him on top of me. I move one leg over, and his leg goes over mine.

  He pulls his mouth from mine, leaving me nearly out of breath. His eyes light up and he smiles. “I’m going to show you just how much I love you.” His eyes hold mine as he kisses down my chest.

  Over my stomach he runs his tongue and my body is trembling. When his mouth stops at the top of my nether regions I look at him intently. “What are you going to do?”

  “Make you happy,” he says as he grabs my ankles and pulls them up until my knees bend.

  A wink he gives me as I hold my breath. My eyes close as his lips touch me down there. It’s crazy how good it feels. A moan escapes me as his mouth touches me. His tongue flows over the hot, wet folds.

  Places I never knew had such powerful sensations he awakens with his hot mouth. His tongue finds some little button like thing and he runs it over and over again. My stomach is contracting with every little movement his tongue makes over it. His hands grab my bottom and he groans as he licks me.

  Something inside me breaks into a million pieces, pleasure radiating through each piece as they fly around every part of my body. I arch up and cry out as my body shakes. “God! Levi! My God!”

  He grins and I can feel his smile on me. Slow kisses he gives my body as he makes his way up. “Like that, did you?”

  I can barely speak as I breathe raggedly. “What did you do to me?”

  “That was an orgasm and I plan on giving you many more.” His mouth falls back on mine and his tongue moves right in. I can taste myself and for some reason it excites me.

  Unlike the first time we made love, and it hurt some, his large organ slides right in, just like it belongs inside me. My legs run around him, holding him to me. A slow stroke he makes, moving in and out and we both moan.

  He moves back and forth as his kiss takes me away from everything. I never knew this would feel this way. There could be a war going on outside and I wouldn’t even notice.

  His mouth leaves mine, and he kisses and nips at my neck as he continues gentle strokes. Then he bites me and makes a hard stroke. Hard and deep he plunges into me, knocking the air out of me with each hard thrust as he bites down on my tender flesh.

  What one would think of as punishment is anything but. My body is on fire and it seems his is the only thing which can put it out. I arch up to meet every hard stroke. Something inside me starts to build up with intense pleasure and somehow I know it’s about to happen again. The magnificent, mind blowing pleasure is about to go all over my body again.

  Now that I know what it feels like, I anticipate the heat and flurry of pulses that go with the thing he called an orgasm. Tiny pulses begin and he moves faster in and out of me as if he can sense it.

  Everything stops as I blow apart with a loud moan. I had no idea I could even make that noise. Then he stiffens and heat fills me as he groans like he’s been hit by something. I can feel him pulsing inside me as my body pulses around him. It’s as if my body is milking him, trying to get every drop of the juice he’s let go of.

  Reality starts to seep in and I feel his heart pounding on my chest. Then his lips touch my neck in a soft kiss. “I love you,” he hoarsely whispers.

  I run my hands over his back and whisper, “I love you, too.”

  All tension leaves his body and the relaxed weight of him on top of me is oddly comforting. His shoulder I kiss and run a hand over it. This man is mine for life. He and I are as one and I never knew I could feel this way.

  LEVI

  Selfishly, I have kept my wife in bed with me all day long. Her body and mine go together like nothing I could’ve ever imagined. Her trust in me is beyond beautiful. I made a great choice in her.

  With a gentle kiss, I wake her up. She groans a little and runs her hand over my cheek. “You need to shave,” she mumbles.

  “I do, but I have me a wife now who can do that for me, don’t I?” I say with a chuckle.

  “You would trust me
with a straight razor, Levi?” she asks with a giggle. “I mean, we hardly know each other after all.”

  I laugh and playfully slap her ass. “I know you better than I’ve ever known anyone. And I think you can say the same thing about me.”

  She rolls from her side to her back and her deep blue eyes look up into mine. “You make me very happy, husband.”

  I kiss her cute little turned up nose. “You make me very happy too. Now let’s get up and dress. I’m taking you to dinner and then we’ll have a drink at the saloon. I’ll bring you back here before I have to go on my shift tonight.”

  Her arms go around my neck. “You’re taking me out on the town, huh?”

  I run my arm under her legs and pick her up. “I am, but first we have to get cleaned up.”

  We fill the large tub I bought with hot water. “You first,” she says.

  I smile at her. “I bought this one so we can bathe together. So come on in too,” I say as I climb in then hold my hand out to her.

  She allows me to bring her in, but says, “This is not a thing people do, Levi.” She lies back on my stomach and runs her hands over my legs.

  “I bought this from an oriental man. He says they take baths like this where he’s from. So it is a thing that some people do.” I grab the soap and lather up my hands and run them over her smooth skin.

  Up her neck I send my soap covered hands as she lies back and begins to hum. “You are wonderful,” she says.

  I take her hand and place the soap in it. “I am, now it’s your turn to be wonderful to me.”

  She turns around, slipping her body over mine. The ends of her hair are wet and dangle around her perky, juicy breasts. I take them both in my hands, squeezing them as she rubs her soapy hands all over my chest, up my neck and behind my ears.

  I find myself growing hard as her hands flow over me. Nora smiles and moves her body up to allow my hard-on to stand at attention, then she slides down on it as she looks at me.

  I find her amazing. Never have I known a woman who was this free with herself. Most are pent up and hate sex. They merely tolerate it. I found one who seems to enjoy it as much as I do.