Triple: A Western Romance (Red Velvet Series Book 5)

by Leanore Elliott

“Okay, what is so funny?” she finally asked.

  He shook his head.

  “Come on Wade?”

  His smile disappeared as a puzzled look appeared on his face. “I just don’t get it. You did me like a pro or even better than. Where did you learn all that?”

  Her eyes rounded. “Nowhere, never done it before.” She licked her lips, tasting him still. “You inspired all of it and I gotta say…you sure taste good Aussie man.”

  His eyes darkened again. “You are the sexiest woman I have ever met, Kanda Kincade.”

  His Aussie accent became thick when he said it. This told her he was feeling lots of emotion. She’d already learned that it was his tell point whenever he did feel something deeply. Her heart nearly stopped at the expression he wore and the compliment. For once, she ran clean out of words.

  Wade let out a heavy sated sigh as he grabbed her up and tugged her back to his chest, wrapping his arms around her.

  Kanda finally felt like her overheated body was heading back to normal…or what came close to it, after an experience like she just had. She pushed up a little with her foot digging it into the mattress to try to level her body against the new slanting of the bed. Hot damn! Sex so good, it broke my brass bed!

  Yeah, she felt complete, all right. She knew she’d pleased him and in the process, she learned that by doing something like that to him, it made her feel hotter than hell. The sexiest woman he ever met? Yeah, that is how she felt for the first time in her hardhearted, lonely alpha woman life…SEXY!

  His breathing evened out and she could tell he’d fallen to sleep, Kanda inhaled him and loved that now familiar scent that was all Wade. She snuggled up against his warm, smooth chest and reveled at being held in his huge arms, then she closed her eyes as she too, drifted off to a satisfied, exhausted sleep.

  THREE

  Living Stupid

  Plush Stud Ranch, Victoria Texas…

  Daisy’s Romper Room

  Daisy woke up feeling warm and safe. Her eyes opened. When did I last feel like this? She thought long and hard. Yes, years ago in a land down under. With a long and hard man holding her in the light of morning. She turned her sleep-filled eyes to see this very man lying beside her with his arm draped over her ample chest.

  They’d slept nude together all night long, yet that was all that they did—sleep. Though, Daisy herself didn’t sleep all that much. She did inhale his woodsy scent for hours until she was dizzy from gulping it down and she dared to poke her restless tongue out and take a sneak taste of his bare chest. Just one though, and the little tiny nip had almost made her nuts. She’d regretted doing it, since she couldn’t get more. Oh, how she wanted to cheat and just keep on lickin’ till every inch of his frame was wet with her kisses. Her mouth even watered at one point during the wee hours of the night.

  The only man to ever make Daisy Plush drool! With all these studs strutting around on the ranch, it’d never affected her this way. Yeah, they’re all young Hotties and she would stare, but they never made her engine purr like her Australian Bull Rider.

  Yep, she yearned for him all right, like no one ever before. It was true twenty years ago and still true today. What a time for him to put her on a No Rand diet, then strip them naked and hold her close all night. Did he think up this torture all by himself? She had to smile. Most men would have taken what she offered last night, without any hesitation. Not her man though, he could hold out better than any man she’d ever known. It was always her acting like a bitch in heat when they were together.

  In fact, this was why it didn’t surprise her after she thought about it…him wanting to wait. He was made of sterner stuff than she was when it came to holdin’ out. Shame washed over her, she’d been suppressing the urges all night. Urges to just climb on top of him and saddle up for a ride. But no…he’d said it wasn’t gonna happen till the wedding night. By her calculations, that was two days away now. Might as well be 20 years away, seeing how bad she wanted him in every way.

  Then there was the pastime of, what the hell was I thinking road, she drove for the rest of the night. Why in all tarnation would she ever leave a man like this? She didn’t really have the answer now. Yes, she’d been young and scared back then, though no one ever knew the scared part. She also had Bren at home in America and she couldn’t let that child down again. After Bren’s dad walked out and left them to fend for themselves, she swore she would try to make it up to the girl. Wasn’t the kid’s fault she had bad taste in men at that time.

  Truth be told, the biggest reason was that she loved Rand and had never loved a man before or since. It scared the bejeezus out of her at the time and it still did. She spurned him out of self defense, she finally figured that much out now, since she faced the facts about herself. In the Daisy Plush archives, it was the biggest mistake she’d ever made.

  Yeah, there were mitigating factors too back then, she knew he would never let her take Maggie who was a baby at the time to the States, plus she’d already had a helluva time trying to raise a kid all by herself as it was. She didn’t know if she could take care of two without landing in the poorhouse.

  So, now 20 some odd years later…Here he was. Demanding that she finally make it right and marry him. Only, this whole thing just popped up out of nowhere and she never expected to be lying here in her bed with his warm arm lying over her.

  Once again, the fear rose up with her doubts. Why? After all these years, why hadn’t a man like this married up and had more kids? Yeah, he had one child already when they met, a son. She kept trying to remember the kid’s name, as she had spent some afternoons watching him play when she and Rand were together. Was it Walter? Winston? No, no….She just couldn’t remember it, but he’d been real cute back then.

  Daisy knew her mind was wandering and that she was just trying to diffuse the virtual dynamite stick someone had shoved into her bra. This man endured the worst of her, then he raised Maggie up fine and held his world together after she kicked him in the teeth with her rejection. She let out a sigh, why the hell would he wanna hitch up with an older version of his Daze? If it was revenge, she’d already decided to take her licks for what all she did to him back then.

  The man in question moved a little and stretched that long hard body as he slowly opened his eyes to gaze over at her. Smiling, he reached over and hefted her on top of his body.

  Daisy gasped and found herself sitting on top of him.

  Peering up at her, his burning eyes raked over her top shelf assets as she called them.

  His tongue popped out and licked at his lower lip.

  Her body visibly shuddered at the sexy sight. Wishing she could feel that hot, sexy organ on her nipples right this minute!

  He tugged her down and did just that, swiping that velvety tongue right over one and then the other breast.

  “Ohhh,” is all she could get out as a response while her body literally trembled.

  His smile grew and he latched onto to one nipple then fingered the other.

  Daisy threw her head back and let out a tittering sigh. The feeling was unlike anything she ever felt. Well, it seems like the Rand diet was over, thank the heavens and she was planning on eating her fill!

  He suckled and switched nipples while letting out a hungry sounding moan.

  Daisy thought she was gonna lose it. Go stark raving mad and let out a scream.

  Rand just kept at it, then slid his hand to between her legs and caressed her now wet folds, rubbing her button until it was swollen with need. All the while, keeping up the blazing mouth and finger stroking action on her breasts.

  Her body coiled and she knew she was gonna orgasm just from this simple foreplay. Her panting grew loud in the room while Rand worked her body over like he was tuning a violin to play the sweetest song she ever heard.

  Gulping as her throat almost closed up, she squirmed with need and heat. Her hunger for this man was being torqued up and her body was reacting to him like it always did.

  Without warning,
Rand propelled two fingers up into her.

  Her breath caught in her throat as she gasped loudly. “Ohh, R-Rand…” Her words came out all rattled like she was nothing but a stuttering fool.

  He didn’t respond, in fact he pumped her good and deep while suckling one breast and then the other with his fingers working her.

  “You—I’m—gonna…” Daisy remained the blithering fool while she rode those long strong fingers and felt her body climb that ladder of ecstasy.

  He pulled his mouth away and stared up at her. “Yes, you are gonna and I want you to keep your eyes locked on mine when you do.” He placed his mouth back on her erected nipple and moved his fingers, so that his thumb was rubbing her button while his other fingers were plunging sweetly into her wetness.

  Panting for breath and hanging on for dear life, she gazed into those mesmerizing blue eyes and rode his digits like she was a bronc rider fighting for a title. “Ohhh!” she shouted when her body grew ridged and her juices bubbled out as she helplessly came onto his fingers.

  Rand watched her face, while his eyes roamed over her body caught in the throes of glorious ecstasy. “Yes, Daze, I love the way you come apart for me…come for me,” he whispered in that sexy deep voice while his eyes blazed at her.

  Daisy felt his voice rumble through her and it heightened her climax as she did just as he told her to do. “Oh, I am yours Leatherman!” she let out the cry and dropped her head back as her body went up like a firework rocket on the fourth of July. Her limbs and torso trembled and convulsed helplessly as she panted like a wild animal. Then her head dipped back down to gaze into his eyes again.

  He grabbed her face with both hands and tugged her down. “Never forget that again, Daze. You are mine till we die,” he whispered to her lips and then smothered her mouth with his.

  His hot tongue possessed her mouth just as her climax was winding down, but by no means did it hinder it, it made it the sweetest she’d had in many years. Daisy was lost, her world tilted sideways and her reasons for leaving this man in the first place was finally put into the crazy bin—permanently.

  The hot possessive kiss lasted a minute or two and Daisy was panting through her nose. I might die from suffocation here and if so, I’d die happy!

  Rand finally pulled his hot mouth away and gazed into her eyes. “That was pre-honeymoon foreplay.” He gave her a wicked wink.

  Daisy let out a breathless laugh. If that was just foreplay, then the honeymoon was gonna make her deaf, dumb and blind! Sated, she slumped onto his wide smooth chest with a whoosh of breath forcing its way from her lungs and waited for a minute or two till her heartbeat slowed down before she finally said it, “…I was—scared,” she whispered quietly.

  Rand’s body stilled beneath her.

  “…I never loved anyone like I loved you. It remained true that day and every day till now. I knew you could hurt me like no other man. I always clung to my pride, ‘cause in my world, it was all I had. So, I ran, I flat out—ran.”

  “Daze—”

  She lifted her head and gazed into his eyes. “And I figure you could still hurt me. But finally, good sense has reached my stubborn brain and heart. Even if you are here to do just that…” She gulped heavily as tears fell from her eyes to drop onto his cheeks. “You can hurt me and I will take it with honor. ‘Cause there is no amount of groveling I could do to make up for it…ever.” She sniffled and swiped at her tears.

  Rand stared at her…hard. His eyes looked intense. “That’s what you think I’m doing?”

  Daisy shook her head. “I don’t know. I’m just sayin’ if it is? I’ll take the whippin’. ”

  Rand’s lips tilted up in a smile. “Tell you what…I will give you that whipping two days from now, and you best be ready.”

  Daisy gulped at the look I his eyes. “No man has ever laid a hand on—”

  He gently grasped her cheeks again. “I’m YOUR man, always have been and always will be. I figure you will pull up that wedding dress and place your luscious, beautiful ass right on my lap.”

  Daisy shook from the heat in his eyes and her mind lit up with the sexy vision of her placing herself there—what a delicious image it was too. “Well, God dammit Rand, that may just be the second best idea you ever had!”

  His eyes twinkled as he asked the inevitable question, “So, what was my first?”

  “Sex on the beach.”

  He laughed hardily at this and kissed her soundly on the lips. Abrupt like, he lifted her up and set her on the bed. Rising from the mattress, he looked like some kind of king of all men as he boldly strode nude across her room.

  Daisy sat mesmerized, enjoying the eyeful of beef she was lucky to get. Unabashedly, and almost drooling like a dog over a bone, she stared at his muscled frame that still looked mouthwatering after all these years. Then she caught sight of his stand up erection, remembering how that thick powerful tool felt being in her tool belt. “Hellfire, Rand!” she exclaimed.

  He reached for his jeans slung over a chair and turned to face her in all his proud glory. “What is it Sugah?” He emphasized the southern word heavily.

  At his teasing the southern vernacular, Daisy burst into laughter and felt giddy like a girl again. “You—”She had to stop talking to laugh some more. “—you seemed to being carrying some serious wood!”

  He tilted his head at her, then gazed down at himself. “Yeah, guess I am.”

  “Well, bring that two by four over here and let me make some plywood for ya,” she offered with a tittering.

  Raising his head, he grinned. “Nope, I’m gonna wait, till we build our log cabin.”

  Daisy laughter faded. “What?”

  Rand shook his head while smiling and sat on the chair to pull his jeans on. “My 501’s might be a tight fit right about now, but I got other hounds to chase.”

  Daisy sat up straighter. “What are you talking about?”

  He stared over at her. “Never you mind. You just make sure you got the wedding stuff all lined up the way you want it, okay?”

  Blinking her eyes, she shrugged. “I think I covered all that. It’s gonna be at Marge Kincade’s ranch.”

  His brows rose. “Good. Now, I am going to ask you to do something you may not want to do.”

  His accent just got thick and she knew this meant he’d gone serious. Daisy swallowed heavily and prepared herself. She swore she would do anything this man asked, and for the first time in her life, she was willing to allow a man to have hold over her. She squared her bare shoulders and met his gaze.

  “Do you have anyone on staff here that can run the ranch without you always being present?”

  Daisy held her breath. Here it is the first and one of the toughest hurdles. Good thing she already took care of this, though Rand didn’t know it. “I appointed someone already.”

  His eyes widened as he pulled his shirt on. “You did?”

  She nodded her head.

  Rand wore a stunned expression. “No argument, no tussle?”

  “This time, there ain’t gonna be any if I can help it. I was stupid once and I’m not going to live stupid anymore.”

  Rand stood up while buttoning his jeans and faced her. “So, you’re saying that if I asked you to do something, you’ll do it?”

  Daisy lowered her eyes. Never before had she ever let a man in. Let a guy tell her what’s what. They all wanted something or another from her and they never had her heart, not like this man. He raised their kid all on his own, he never tried to change her, all he ever did was wait all this time for her, or so it seemed. “Anything you ask…”

  Suddenly, his strong hands were lifting her up from the bed.

  Gasping, Daisy stared at his face as he held her aloft like she was a petite girl and slid her nude body down over his clothed hard form. “I’m not here to take anything away, Daze. I’m here to put us together like we shoulda’ been all this time. I would never cage you up, ‘cause if I did, you wouldn’t be the woman I’ve been hung up on all these year
s.”

  Daisy felt tears well up in her eyes for the second time already today and it wasn’t even 8 o’clock in the morning!

  He kissed her sweetly on the lips. “Don’t change for me. Be the Daisy I always loved, except you won’t be allowed to run away again. It’s just that the ranch here, well—”

  “It don’t go with a marriage Rand, this I know.” She laughed. “I mean it was all about the beef, but I wasn’t herding cows here for Christ sake!”

  He stilled for a second at her response, then tilted his head back and laughed.

  Daisy just stood in awe, she’d forgotten that laugh, she forgot it always made her hot for him, the sound was so rich and warm. She gulped again, as her naked body felt the rumbling from his laughter.

  He finally stopped laughing and kissed her cheek. “Okay, then. Just pack up what you want to take with you and you can always come back here when the business needs you.”

  The tables had turned yet again, as she was the one stunned now. Daisy blinked her eyes. She could’ve sworn he was gonna ask her to sell the ranch. “You mean…?”

  He nodded and stepped away while boldly gazing at her nakedness. “I never said you had to give up anything, Daze.” He bit at his lip and adjusted his stance as though he were in pain. “But God dammit, you’d better get dressed before I pop the buttons on these jeans!”

  “I can help with that.” Daisy grinned at him as she offered to relieve his problem, yet again.

  “Believe me when I say you are gonna be in some trouble on your wedding night and we’ll leave it at that.”

  Her brow rose. “That sounds like my kind of trouble.”

  Rand gave her that brilliant smile as he sat on the bed and pulled his boots on. “I’m gonna wear your sweet plush ass out, so be warned.” He gently slapped her bare butt cheek, stood up, then went out and shut the door.

  Daisy rubbed her arms at the goose bumps that rose there. I can handle this. I can. It all seemed like a dream, a sweet, sexy fool’s dream and she didn’t wanna wake up to learn it was never real.