The Grandmaster’s Legacy: Masters of Love and War (A Taylor Lee HOT Historical Romantic Suspense Collection) (The Grandmaster's Legacy)

by Taylor Lee

  Wyatt said in a quiet voice, “Grant, if I see you within three feet of Lei again—or if I ever hear you say a disrespectful thing to her or about her—I will cut off your balls and your prick and shove them up your ass. Do you understand?”

  Grant’s face was purple. Tears of pain and rage flowed down his face. Wyatt repeated, “Do you understand?”

  When Grant nodded, gulping and blubbering, Wyatt said, “I want to hear you say it, loud. Loud enough so that your asshole buddies can hear you.”

  Tightening the pressure on the nerve lock, he repeated, “Say it. Say ‘I understand, Wyatt.’”

  Grant screamed in pain, then cried out, “I understand, Wyatt.”

  Wyatt stepped back. Grant collapsed on a chair, moaning and sobbing, trying to rub his shoulder, but barely able to move either arm. Wyatt lit a cigarette and took a deep drag. With the glimmer of a smile, he stepped up and blew the smoke in Grant’s face.

  “One more thing. Stop imagining all the ways you’re planning to fuck her. It’s a waste of time. No animal alive can fuck shit after his prick and balls have been cut off.”

  He tossed his cigarette at Grant’s feet and ground it out with his boot. Nodding to Chief and Alono, he took Lei’s arm and walked out of the saloon, followed by his men.

  When they got outside, Tom stepped back. His eyes were wide. A look of wonder lit his face.

  “Je - sus Christ. If I live to be one hundred, I will never forget that. Now that’s what I call marking your territory. Holy Christ, Wyatt, I wish every asshole I know in Washington could have seen that little show. “Amazing,” he said, his face bright with admiration.

  Wyatt grinned with a twinkle in his eye. “Glad you’re impressed, Tom. Always want to keep my campaign manager entertained.”

  “Christ, Wyatt, I feel manlier just watching you. And I wasn’t even the one swinging my dick around.”

  “What do you guys do in Washington when you’re defending your honor against a first class prick? Throw a glass of French champagne in his face and walk off in a huff?”

  Tom nodded. “It’s almost that bad, Wyatt. Then we would plot for weeks about how to bring him down. Probably end up starting a whisper campaign questioning his sexuality.

  “Wait a minute! Is that a smile I saw cross your face, Alono?” Tom asked in mock surprise. “Hell, you’re a handsome guy when you don’t look as though you’re gonna cut off my short hairs with a Bowie knife. Tell me the truth, Alono. Would you have shot Grant in there, if he threatened Wyatt, or would you have just roughed him up?”

  When Alono shrugged, his face settling into its usual stern look, Wyatt answered Tom’s question.

  “Alono would kill his mother if he had one, if she threatened me. The only person he’d kill faster to protect is Lei.”

  When Alono looked down and blushed, Wyatt stepped over and put his arm around him, smiling with obvious affection. “I wouldn’t have it any other way, Brother.”

  Tom looked serious for a moment. “One question. I may be the only one who cares, but can we expect them to retaliate?”

  Wyatt gave a dismissive shrug. “Sure, wouldn’t you?”

  Tom groaned. “Actually, no. I’d still be shitting my pants months later.”

  Wyatt had a pensive expression. “Well, they’ll try to do something. Given it’s Grant, it’ll be dirty and underhanded. It won’t have his fingerprints on it. But you’re right, Tom. I did want to put a marker down. And I wanted Grant to get the message personally. They can come after me all they want in this campaign. God help them if they go after Lei.”

  Chapter 4

  That night they sat as a group, going over the events of the day. They all agreed that there couldn’t have been a more auspicious start to the campaign. Tom was ecstatic with the response to Wyatt from the crowd in the Saloon.

  “I knew it! I fucking knew it, Wyatt. You are a star. People love you. Did you see the reaction when you walked in? Everyone wanted to shake your hand, speak to you. Do you know how important that is, Wyatt? If we can capture that response and keep the garbage out of the campaign, hell, we can win this thing, hands down.”

  “Careful, Tom. Don’t get carried away. It’s one thing for people to like me. You’re right, a lot of people do. I have friends here. I’ve lived here most of my life. They know me. That’s probably true across the state. But we don’t know what will happen when the nonsense starts. We know it will. Remember, there is a gulf between liking someone – especially someone like me—and putting a mark by my name for governor. That’s gonna be a big step for a lot of Wyoming whites. And since they’re the only ones who can vote, whether they will take that step or not will decide this election.”

  “You’re right, of course, but let’s celebrate today. If I could have choreographed it from start to finish, I couldn’t have constructed a better beginning to the campaign.”

  Seeing the troubled look on Lei’s face, Tom asked, “What’s wrong, Lei? You don’t look convinced.”

  She hesitated, then said to Wyatt, “I didn’t realize that our being unmarried, Wyatt, was going to be such a big issue in the campaign. It was the first thing Grant used to attack you.”

  Before Tom could respond, Wyatt stood up and glared at her, his face was cold, his eyes hard. “I don’t give a fuck how the “issue” affects the campaign, Lei. All I can tell you is what you already know. It’s tearing me apart.”

  With that he nodded to the others, turned, and stalked out of the room. The others sat quietly as an uncomfortable silence settled over the room. Lei stood, said good night, and left the room—following Wyatt to their bedroom.

  ~~~

  When she came in the room, Wyatt was stoking the fire that Daniel had built for them earlier in the evening. He didn’t speak or turn when she entered. She saw the tense muscles on his neck and shoulders. His anger was palpable from the doorway. She knew nothing she said would make a difference and walked quietly .into the bedroom, closing the door behind her. She went into the bathroom, stripped off her clothes, and stepped into the shower. It was a luxury that Wyatt had added when Lei moved back to the ranch. Wyatt loved to wash her body with fragrant soaps, a prelude to making love. She hoped he would join her. After several minutes, it was clear he would not.

  Wyatt stood in front of the fireplace, his back to the room. He turned when she came in after her shower. He took a deep breath, trying not to react. She was wearing a robe that he loved. Her father had brought it back for her from his latest trip to China. It was a filmy gossamer fabric that floated over her body, revealing an enticing display of silk covered curves. It accented her full firm breasts and upraised nipples. As she walked, the fabric swept over her hips and bottom exposing a hint of cleavage. Knowing that he was watching her, she went to her dressing table and removed the comb that held her hair. It fell over her shoulders in a glossy shimmering cascade. She began to brush her hair, something she knew Wyatt loved to watch her do. He could smell her fragrant still damp body from across the room.

  He almost smiled at her obvious attempt to entice him, draw out his anger. But the chokehold of his fury was too intense to be easily loosened. He sunk into the armchair in front of the fire, lit a cigar, and watched her through half closed eyes. She didn’t speak. Instead she continued to brush her hair as if he was not there. After several minutes, he said, “Lei, come here.”

  She looked up, as if noticing him for the first time. She slowly walked over and stood in front of him, a soft smile on her face. The light from the fire shadowed her naked body visible beneath the transparent silky folds of her robe.

  He leaned back, took a puff off his cigar and said through half closed eyes, “Show me your breasts.”

  She looked down, her thick lashes a shadowy curtain on her flushed cheeks. She slowly loosened the robe and dropped it down over her shoulders, baring her breasts. She lifted them free and tied the robe at her waist covering her body from her waist down. Goddamn, he loved her breasts. Staring at their amazing full
ness and soft pink upturned nipples, his jaw tensed, and he shifted in his chair to accommodate his swelling cock.

  He sucked on his cigar. His voice was husky. “Make your nipples hard. Play with them. The way that I do.”

  Lei’s eyes widened in surprise, but she reached up and lightly brushed the tip of one nipple, then the other. The sensitive tips quickly peaked. She closed her eyes, bit her lip, and moaned softly.

  He murmured, “Pinch them—one and then the other. That’s right. Now pull on them, harder, even harder. That’s the way, baby.”

  “Drop the robe.” His voice was low, commanding.

  Lei’s cheeks flushed a soft rosy pink. She bit her bottom lip then lifting her chin, she untied the robe. It fluttered to her feet in a soft silky sigh. The flickering light from the fire threw teasing shadows on her golden skin. Wyatt swallowed hard. His jaw was tight. His prick throbbed, strained against his pants. He dragged his gaze insolently over her long slim legs and surprising curve of her hips. He stopped at the soft tuft of dark hair framing her crotch. Gaining control of his breath, he said, “Spread your legs and push your hips toward me.”

  She closed her eyes and moaned a breathy sound. Wyatt puffed on his cigar, carelessly blowing the smoke up in the air.

  “Spread your pussy with your fingers. That’s right. Hold your lips open; now with your other hand, find your clit and rub it.

  He smiled at her tentative gestures, knowing how his erotic commands stoked her excitement.

  “Uh uh, darlin’. Nope. Keep holding your lips open so that I can see how pink and wet your pussy is. Now with your other hand, rub your clit. That’s better. That’s the way. Now I can see inside of you, and I can watch your clit getting hard. Hmm, yeah, I’ll be damned. I can see it peeking out now. “

  Her body was trembling and her breath came faster, her face flushed, strained.

  “Put your fingers up inside your pussy, higher. Show me how wet they are. Mm hmm. Now suck on them. Suck all of your juices off of them. That’s the way. Do it again. That’s right. Put them inside of your pussy and clench down. There you go. Now see how wet you are. Show me. Mmm. Suck them - slowly, one finger at a time. Like that. I want you to taste every drop.”

  Lei’s legs were visibly shaking. Her nipples were hard pointed nubs, her pussy was dripping with fragrant cream, her face contorted with desire. Her breath came in short gasps, her voice a soft plea.

  “Oh God, Wyatt, I want you. Please… please take me.”

  Wyatt leaned back in his chair, his cock jutting out, pushing up against his pants. He unbuttoned his pants and his hard cock sprung loose. He flicked the pearly white cum on the end of his cock, and stroked his cock, dragging the foreskin up and down, making it even harder, thicker. Lei’s eyes widened. She licked her lips and started to move toward him.

  He shook his head, “Uh uh, baby. This isn’t for you; not yet. No, no, no. First I want you to come for me. All by yourself. Standing up. Yeah, honey – standing in front of me so I can see you - all of you, doing what I tell you to do. Can you do that? Sure you can. You can do anything I tell you to, can’t you, baby?”

  Her breaths were raspy pants, her face flushed. He heard her frantic murmurs, whimpers. He knew that she wanted him, needed him now!

  “Come for me, Lei. Rub your clit. Doesn’t that feel good? Mm hmm. Now pull on your nipples. That’s right, twist them. Make them hard, harder and longer. That’s the way. Now all you need is for me to suck on them, bite them, right?” he taunted her.

  She moaned louder and swayed toward him.

  “Uh uh. Nope. Sorry. This is all about you, baby. I want you to make your nipples throb all by yourself. Standing in front of me doing what I tell you to do.”

  He smiled when she squeezed her eyes shut and moaned while tugging on her hard distended nipples.

  “Now, honey, I want you to show me how you come for me. Can you do that darlin’? Show me, baby. Show me how you come. Mmm, you’re panting, now, aren’t you?”

  He waited until he saw her legs shake, heard her muffled cry.

  “Don’t stop, honey. Let me hear you groan—hmm, yeah, that’s the way. Louder, baby. Okay, Lei. Now. Come for me now.”

  Lei felt the fervor flooding over her like a raging fire. A hard groan shuddered from deep inside of her, She cried out as a rolling wave of passion hit her. She was shaking so hard she thought she might fall, but as she stumbled, Wyatt reached out and caught her. Pressing one supporting hand under her bottom, he pushed her to the floor, covering her with his strong body. As she rose up to the crest of her climax, he spread her legs. With a harsh groan he drove his hard cock deep inside of her. She shrieked in surprise and pushed up as he jerked her hips up tight against him.

  “Oh, my God, oh, my God, Wyatt. Yes, yes!” She clenched tight around him as he began to thrust harder, deeper.

  His voice was rough, commanding. She was helpless to do anything but respond. With a harsh growl, he urged her. “Don’t stop! Damn it! More, honey, more. Higher! Don’t stop. Come for me, Lei. Come with me!”

  He kneeled up on his knees and pulled her hips up against his thighs, his fingers digging into her ass cheeks, spreading her legs wider and wider. He groaned a hard male sound and he put her feet up on his shoulders, bending her knees back and up as he drove into her deeper and deeper.

  “There, like that! Like that, Lei! Now. Come! Come now!”

  He thrust again, and cried out as he exploded inside of her, a huge rush of passion flooding over him. His savage cries matched hers, filling the room.

  ~~~

  They lay together for many long minutes, trembling, wet, and clinging to one another. When their bodies began to quiet, Wyatt went to the bathroom. He stripped and washed off his sweaty body and came back with a wet washcloth. He wiped the sweat off Lei’s face, her neck and breasts. He washed off her nipples. Leaning down and kissing them, he gently licked the still hard tips smiling at her shivery murmurs. He spread her legs and washed off her pussy lips, and inner thighs that were wet with their combined juices. She moaned and sighed—as exquisite tremors of pleasure quivered in every place he touched.

  He brought a pillow from the bed and put it under her head and then stretched out beside her, stroking her body. He pushed her hair off her face. Kissing her and nuzzling her, he whispered soft loving words.

  After several minutes, he rolled her to her back. Lifting her chin with his hand, he held her face up close to his. “Lei, listen to me. I need you to listen to me.

  “You are mine. You belong to me. I will never let you go. Do you hear me? Do you understand?”

  He needed to impress on her how important this was, how serious he was.

  “Do you know how much I love you? Yes? That’s why I want to marry you, Lei. I want the world to know that you are mine. Only mine—forever.

  “Honey, this has nothing to do with the campaign. It has everything to do with you and me; and, honey, with Nicolas Deshi. He is our son. We are his parents. I want him to know that we are a family. All five of us. You, me, Alex, Elena, and Nicolas Deshi. We are a family. Do you understand that? Please, Lei, understand how much this means to me.”

  She buried her face in his shoulder and nodded, holding him tight. They lay together and fell asleep. Hours later, he woke and carried her to their bed. She murmured drowsily, but he whispered to her to go back to sleep. He laid her in the middle of the bed and crawled in beside her. Within minutes, they were both asleep, wrapped in each others arms.

  Chapter 5

  The next morning, Wyatt and the men were already at the table when Lei and the children entered. Lei carried Nicolas Deshi in her arms. Alex and Elena each clung to one trouser leg of her gi, gazing up at her adoringly. Her hair was woven enticingly on top of her head with a long queue hanging down. With her wide eyes, slight flush, and lovely shy smile, she looked like a young girl. Wyatt jumped up and took Nicolas Deshi from her. The little boy shrieked, giggling with excitement when Wyatt tossed him playfully in th
e air. Wyatt fastened Deshi in his chair, then leaned down and kissed Elena on the cheek, tucking her red-gold curls behind her ears as he pulled out her chair. He put his arm around Alex and hugged him tight. Even though he was almost eight, Alex hugged him back, with a huge smile on his usually solemn face.

  While he was getting the children settled, Lei stepped back, but stayed next to Wyatt. He leaned down and pulled her close. His eyes were bright with emotion.

  “Good morning, darlin. If I toss you up in the air, will you giggle and laugh like Nicolas Deshi?”

  “No, because you might drop me on my butt, and I would shriek like a banshee!” She laughed, and her eyes danced as she returned his adoring look.

  “What about it, children? Shall I toss Lei up in the air?”

  All three of the children laughed and shouted in unison “Yes, Daddy, Yes! Do it!’”

  To her surprise and the screams of delight from the children, Wyatt picked her up as easily as he had Nicolas Deshi. He tossed her high in the air – a variation on one of their signature kung fu moves. She shrieked, then pulled her knees in tight and flipped over in the air. He caught her in his arms and dipped low, pretending to drop her. Both of them laughed out loud. He held her for a moment, as all the adults at the table shouted their approval and amazement. The children shrieked and clapped in delight. Wyatt leaned down and kissed her on the lips. “Once again, good morning, darlin.” With that, he carried her over to her chair and put her down. Her eyes were sparkling.

  “Now that is what I call an entrance,” said Tom in amazement. “Is that how you say hello every morning, Lei?”

  As if remembering how they had left the room the night before, Lei and Wyatt both flushed, and she looked down, embarrassed.

  Wyatt laughed and walked back to his chair with a satisfied grin lighting his face.