“I did.” I pat the bed next to me as I scoot over. “Here, lie in the warm place I created for you, husband.”
His clothes hit the floor, piece by piece, as he makes his way over to the bed. “I’m bushed. Did ya hear the three times there was gunfire?”
I nod. “It must’ve been a terrible night for you.”
“It was.” He climbs into bed and pulls the blanket up, then turns to wrap his arms around me. “I just want to sleep. I’m exhausted.”
I smile and kiss his forehead. “Then do just that, darling.” I lie down in front of him, looking at him and stroking his muscled bicep. “Before you drift off, I do want to tell you about a secret I’ve been keeping from you.”
His eyes fly open. “Secret?”
With a bat of my eyelashes I say, “Yes, I’ve been keeping one from you and I’m ready to tell it to you. Unless you’re too tired to hear about it, that is.”
“Spill it!” his says with tension in his deep tone. His arms tighten around me and his whole body tenses.
“I saw the doctor last week. You’ll be getting a bill from him soon. Then yesterday I saw him again, and he told me what was wrong with me.”
His entire face makes a frown, and that’s not easy to do with all the facial hair the man sports. “Wrong? Ya have something wrong with ya. Why wouldn’t ya tell me that, love? I’m here to keep you well, if you’ll remember. If you’re sick I want to be the first to know, not the last.”
I kiss the tip of his nose and smile. “Nothing is really wrong with me. I’m just going to have a baby is all.”
He blinks as he takes in the words I’ve said. “You’re havin’ a baby?”
I nod and his face splits into the biggest grin I’ve ever seen. “We’re having a baby, Jacob.”
His lips touch mine, gently. “Elaine, you’ve made me very happy. The happiest I think I’ve ever been.” His lips touch mine again and he pulls me tight into his strong arms.
I wrap my arms around him and get as close to him as I possibly can. Our bodies mold to one another’s and his manhood grows against me. Seems he isn’t so exhausted anymore.
JACOB
Orange fills the sky as I rock on the front porch and do what I’ve done every evening before heading to work. My one month old son, Isaac, I hold and put to sleep as his mother cleans up after dinner.
Elaine has been the thing to me I never knew I needed so much. What life would be without her I never want to find out. The birth had me worried for a few days as she lost a lot of blood, but I cared for her and the baby with the help of the doc and Levi’s wife, Nora.
Nora had a baby girl a few months ago and knew well what Elaine needed to regain her strength. This town is wild and at times dangerous. Okay more than a few times a week it’s dangerous, but this wild place is home for us.
Levi found some land and built his family a cabin outside of town and I think I’m going to do that too. Town is a bit rough to raise a family in. A gunshot rings out and I head inside with my son. No reason to tempt fate.
Elaine smiles as I walk inside. “Was that a gunshot I heard?”
“Twas indeed. What do ya think about getting a home out of town like Levi and Nora have, love?”
“I think that’s a fantastic idea.” She puts away the last of the supper dishes and comes to kiss my cheek and looks down at our baby in my arms. “He looks so much like his da.” She kisses the sleepin’ baby’s wee little head.
“I love ya, lass.” I kiss her cheek and she blushes and holds her hand to the place my lips left.
“I love you too, darling.” She takes the babe from my arms and lies him in his crib. Then turns back to me and moves her slim body into my arms. “Moving out of town is a great idea. I want to give you as many children as the Lord will allow and they’ll need room to run and grow.”
Her talk of giving me more children excites me and me pants start to go tight. “Woman, watch what ya say to me. I can’t have ya for another two weeks and I try hard not to think about that fact. But ya go spoutin’ off in that cooing pretty voice of yours and all I can think about is getting’ ya naked and ravaging your entire body, which I miss desperately.”
“Sorry, I’ll behave for the next two weeks then I won’t anymore, Mr. McAllister.” Her lips touch mine only for a moment then she pulls out of my arms and takes a step back.
My family has begun and there is no man happier than I am on this day.
The End
Scandalous
A Mail Order Bride Historical Romance
By
Brittany Dreams
Copyright 2015 by Brittany Dreams
Brides of Deadwood
Scandalous
Description: Sarah and Josh have been writing one another for months. Josh finally popped the question and Sarah accepted. Unfortunately, a rival for her hand rears his gorgeous head and follows her to Deadwood, creating quite the uneasy scene for the newlyweds. Add in the younger sister of Josh’s best friend, Beth, who has a massive crush on Josh and the scene is set for high tension. When a fire destroys the home Josh had nearly completed for him and Sarah to live happily ever after in, the couple has to decide how to handle the young arsonist. A fortunate birthday dinner finds the couple with uninvited guests, but they find it works out better than they could’ve ever planned. Secrets stain the couple’s pasts, but together they figure out how to live in the present, and find sexy ways to make it all work out for the best.
Deadwood, South Dakota
1876
SARAH
“I now pronounce you man and wife,” the preacher says. “Joshua, you may kiss your bride.”
The words ring in my ears as the tall, blonde-haired, green-eyed man moves his handsome face towards mine. His full lips pucker and his eyes close, I find myself gazing at him. I close my eyes too and let him press his lips to mine.
His arms wrap around me and he pulls me into him as people hoot and holler. Our first kiss and he’s making sure it lasts. Finally, he pulls away and I’m left breathless. My cheeks flush and I bat my eyelashes as I look down.
“Whew! I’m married!” Josh shouts and tosses his black, cowboy hat into the air.
I giggle as he picks me up into his strong arms and carries me out of the little, white church. It seems most of the rowdy townspeople have come to see us get married. One person after another offers us congratulations as he carries me through the street to the apartment at the top of the Sheriff’s office.
A young woman in a black dress stands at a corner and stares at us. No wave, no expression at all. She just looks at us. Josh’s body tenses up and he turns quickly.
I look over his shoulder and see she’s still looking at us. “Who is she?” I ask.
“Just a lonely girl. Don’t worry about her, Sarah,” he tells me as he takes me up the stairs to the apartment.
He opens the door, revealing a small place. Everything in one room. “Wow! This has to be the smallest home I’ve ever seen,” I say as I look around.
Josh drops me on the bed. “This is not our home. Just a temporary place until I finish our cabin outside of town. It’s just about done. I started on it when you answered my first letter.”
I smile and pull the veil off. “You must have been pretty sure of yourself.”
His fingers tickle my chin. “Always am, sweetheart.”
He looks around and makes a little groan. “What?” I ask.
“There’s no food in here. I asked Levi to get his wife to make us something but I guess he forgot to ask her.” He looks back at me with a frown.
I get off the bed. “I can make something, Josh.”
The cabinets I open to find them empty of food. There are cups and plates, just nothing to put in them. Josh moans again. “Damn! I’ll go get something. How about eggs and bacon? I know I can get that from the mercantile then tomorrow we can get the rest of the things we’ll need.”
“That’ll be great,” I say. “I need to change out of this dress and
get it put away. I should be done by the time you get back then I’ll make us something to eat.”
I’m spun around and his lips land on mine as he presses his body against me, making me walk backwards until my back hits a wall. His tongue pushes past my lips and he runs it into my mouth. When he lets me out of his embrace I find I’m out of breath again.
His green eyes twinkle. “I think I’m gonna like this marriage thing. I can kiss you whenever I want.”
I laugh and bat at his broad chest. “Go get me some eggs, Romeo.”
A playful slap he lands on my bottom before he leaves. At twenty years old, though a deputy in Deadwood, Josh is still as playful as a boy. From his playful banter in his letters to pulling me up into his arms as I got off the train, he’s been a whirlwind of charm and fun.
With the body of a man, muscled chest and back as well as legs, his face is boyishly handsome. His eyes sparkle with intensity and I’m excited to find out if his rowdiness will go all the way to how he takes me to his bed.
I pull the wedding gown off and place it in the large box I plan on keeping it in until I have a daughter who marries. Then I’ll give it to her. A window is just behind the bed and I can see my new husband as he crosses the street and walks down it a bit towards the large mercantile.
The young woman in the black dress comes up behind him and I watch her practically shadow him. Into the store he goes, and she’s right behind him. My intuition tells me he knows the young woman. It also tells me there’s more to her than he’s let on.
I can’t fault him. We’ve only been around each other a few hours. There hasn’t been a lot of time to let me in on every little thing there is to know about him. I have things I haven’t let him in on yet as well.
I do hope what I left behind in Pittsburg stays left behind. A new life with a new man is what I was seeking when I put the ad in the mail order bride catalogue. Waiting for someone to make me his wife was a thing I was tired of doing. So strange he finally wanted me once he knew I was spoken for.
A light blue dress I pull over my head and leave the shoes off. My feet have swollen a little from the long train ride and need to be free of shoes for a while. I have a feeling my husband will be taking my clothes off soon after we eat and most likely will not let me get dressed again for at least a day. That’s what my older sister said her husband did anyway.
Something outside the window catches my eye and I look out to find the woman in the black dress clinging to Josh’s arm. His shaking it and trying to get away from her. He manages to get out of her grasp and walks away. She falls to the ground and seems to be crying.
I can’t believe how she’s acting and how he is ignoring her completely. It seems a bit heartless to me and makes me wonder what’s happened between them and why Josh is so mean to her.
On the bed I sit and wait for him to come inside. He’s frowning a little and I can’t wait any longer. “So, who is she again?”
His eyes travel to the window I sit near. “You saw that, huh?”
I nod. “Wanna tell me who she is?”
Only half a smile he gives me as he pulls the eggs and bacon from a brown paper bag. A brown bottle of whisky he places on the table as well. He opens the bottle and takes a drink straight from it. He wipes his mouth with the back of his hand and sits on the chair at the small table.
I rise and go to start our dinner. His arm snakes around me as I pass him. He pulls me down on his lap and kisses me. The whiskey tastes awful and I pull my mouth from his. “Tell me about her.”
His forehead rests on mine. “She’s the sister of a friend. She has a crush on me and wasn’t happy I married you. That’s it.”
I find the story has about a million holes in it. “Perhaps later you’ll decide to let me in on the whole story, Josh.”
“That is the whole story, Sarah.” He pushes me up off his lap. “Let’s eat. I want you naked and in bed as soon as possible.”
The way his eyes dance makes me decide to forget about the girl and what their past is. I find the things I need to cook us something to eat with and find him tugging on the whisky bottle again.
Seems he has some secrets, but so do I, so how can I complain?
JOSH
Jason was supposed to make sure his sister, Beth, didn’t come to town today, but she seems to have gotten away from him. Ever since she was old enough to follow us around, she has. At a mere ten years old, she was already telling everyone I would be her husband someday.
I was fifteen then and found her adorable, but of course as a little kid. Her hair was always in long, blonde rings and her blue eyes were pretty, but she was a kid. A little pest most times.
Jason and I would go fishing and she’d follow us and get tangled up in the brush or the string and mess up our fun. Last year I made a mistake. A huge mistake. She followed me as I went to the creek, alone as Jason was sick.
The moment I threw my line in the water she snuck out of the trees and sat next to me. A mere fourteen, but she was already beginning to sprout little breasts. She’d always had no problem touching me and climbing into my lap. But that was when she was a kid. She was becoming a woman, and that stuff needed to stop.
“What kind of fish you want to catch today, Josh?” she asked, innocently.
“Catfish, I guess. But I’ll eat whatever I catch, no matter what kind it is. You should get on back home, Beth,” I said, making sure not to look at her.
“I don’t want to go back home, Josh,” she said as she tried to climb in my lap.
Pushing her back, I said, “Stop! You’re too big to be doing that anymore. I’ve told you this and so has Jason.”
“But, I want to. I want to be with you, Josh. I want to marry you, Josh,” she said in a little whimper of a voice.
“Well, I’m sorry, Beth. I don’t want to marry you. Now leave me alone so I can fish.”
She huffed and stood up. I thought she was getting up to leave, but instead she pulled her dress over her head, revealing she had nothing on underneath.
My eyes traveled over her body which had filled out more than I realized. Her taut breasts were full. She stood there and looked at me. I was shocked by her and myself as my dick hardened in an instant and then I did the unthinkable.
Afterwards shame filled me and after we dressed I walked her home and explained how that could never happen again. It never did and Beth is still not through begging me for more.
Earlier in the damn mercantile, she followed me around and even grabbed my hand and put it on her breast. I jerked it away of course, but I know a few people saw what happened.
Beth never did tell a soul what we did that afternoon by the creek and neither did I. But what she said as she followed me down the street as I left the store has me scared to death. She told me she was going to tell her brother what we did a year ago.
She told me she was going to tell my new wife what we did, and that scares the hell out of me. Marriages can be annulled in the first thirty days out here and I’m afraid Sarah just might do that if she ever found that out about me.
I watch Sarah as she makes us some eggs and bacon. Our first meal as a married couple. I started writing Sarah several months ago and from her first letter back, I knew she was the one for me. Sweet, yet sassy, and adventurous, Sarah has it all.
I was not one bit disappointed when I saw her get off the train. Long, black hair, silky and shiny, the deepest blue eyes I’ve ever seen and creamy skin. I can’t wait to run my hands over every last inch of her.
Getting up, I get two small glasses out of the cabinet and fill them with whiskey. I want her supple and without any inhibitions when I make her mine. She gives me a sideways glance as I pour the liquid. “Do you expect me to drink that awful stuff?”
I nod and take the plate of bacon to the table for her. “Think of it as medicine. It’ll help you to relax and let me have my way with you.”
She laughs and puts the plate of scrambled eggs on the table. “I usually drink milk with this t
ype of food.”
“Not tonight you won’t. Tomorrow night I’m taking you to the steak house. It’s not every day you turn nineteen after all.” I pull the chair out for her and she sits down.
“You don’t have to go to such a great expense just for my birthday, Josh. We can stay home and I can make something,” she says as she grabs a piece of bacon.
“I want to make a fuss over you, sweetheart.” I pull out my chair and sit back down. Picking up my glass, I look at her. “I’d like to make a toast, honey.” She picks her glass up and I clink mine to hers. “Here’s to a lifetime of happiness together.”
Her smile makes the whole room glow. “A lifetime of happiness.”
I take a drink and so does she. Her face pinches and she frowns. “Yuck!”
“It grows on ya,” I say and run my hand over her narrow shoulder. “Eat up, sugar. I don’t plan on letting you out of bed until tomorrow night.”
A blush covers her cheeks and I laugh. I want to show this girl how happy I can make her for the rest of our lives. She needs to fall for me hard before that damn Beth tries to ruin this.
SARAH
The whisky has done what Josh intended and sent my cares away. Without letting me wash the dinner dishes, he pounced on me as soon as I ate my last bite. The man is boisterous and filled with a happiness I’ve never seen before.
He seems to love to carry me around as he picks me up and carries me to the bed then tosses me playfully on it. The hem of my dress he grabs and pulls it over my head. Then pushes the top of my shift away from my shoulders. I wiggle as he pulls it off then my undergarments.
A long pause he makes as his eyes roam over my naked body. “You’re really beautiful. I can’t believe you’re mine, Sarah.” He goes to his knees beside the bed and runs his hands over my legs. “Tell me you’re really mine.”
I sit up and take his head in my hands, running them over his blonde locks. “I am yours, Josh.”
A boyish grin flows over his lips and he kisses my knee then trails more kisses up my thigh and his hands gently push me to lie back. He pulls me until my bottom is at the edge of the bed and I giggle like a little girl for some damn reason, I assume it’s because of the whisky.
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