Marcel, Zoey - Sin Wore a Stetson [Winchester, Arizona] (Siren Publishing Ménage and More)

by Zoey Marcel

  “We’re here,” Kellan announced, beaming with obvious pride. He got out of the truck and donned his white Stetson.

  “I gathered as much. It’s absolutely stunning.” Jade unbuckled and got out of the car, enjoying the country feel when the sound of gravel crunching beneath her shoes filled her ears.

  “Oh, this is nothing. You should see it at sunset. It’s like paradise on earth.” He walked around the truck to where she stood spellbound by the Southwestern glory all around her. Standing like he was, he looked to be about six foot one. “Are you going to try to tear my face off if I hold your hand?”

  She rolled her eyes and shook her head with a small smile. “If you keep making comments like that, I might.”

  He threw her a playful grin and took her hand in his great big, warm one. “This just feels right, doesn’t it?”

  “It does,” she agreed, knowing he was just being a flirt. Still, whether he meant it or not, she did.

  The double doors leading into the house were made of dark wood, and they were shaped like an arbor. The interior of the residence was to die for. From the fancy entryway Jade could see that the living room was in the center of the large house and completely open. There were several Mission-style arbors supported by pillars that led into the enormous room.

  A grand ivory fireplace added to the allure the chandelier and vaulted ceilings already gave the room. The floor in there was made of large, earth-toned tiles, and the high-class couch and armchairs matched the sprawling, jewel-toned rug in the center of the room.

  The cowboys definitely had money. The place was extravagant, but only in the most tasteful of ways. It looked more like an interior decorator had gone through the large house and had her way with it, rather than a bachelor pad.

  She smiled when she saw the big-screen TV on the other wall. The sight and sheer mammoth size of it was tangible proof that men lived here. She wondered if they watched sports on it.

  The various speakers scattered around the room almost made her laugh. They’d been well placed, but it was obvious some overexcited man had installed them with the intention of feeling the impact of some loud action movies.

  “I’ve got to take a leak real quick,” Kellan said, grabbing his crotch. “Go ahead and make yourself at home. I’ll be right back.”

  The indecent gesture surprised her, but memories of playing with his long, thick cock earlier in his truck made her heart beat with enthusiasm again.

  Footsteps and the sexy Southern accent of another man came from a direction that looked as though it led to the kitchen. She couldn’t wait to see it. The room had to be as visually appealing as the rest of the place that she’d seen so far.

  “Kellan, is that you?” The man came through the doorway and stopped when he saw her. A perverted grin took over his devilishly handsome face. “Well, howdy there, missy. You ain’t Kellan.”

  “Obviously.”

  He snickered and scanned her head to toe with lecherous eyes. “And sassy, too. I like that. Are you here for the position of maid?”

  “No. I came here with Kellan,” Jade told him, trying to snap out of the haze of desire he’d suddenly inflicted her with. Were all the Brooks brothers as hot and gorgeous as Kellan and this man? God help her if they were. Hopefully she didn’t end up biting any more of them.

  His emerald eyes darkened, and the sudden seriousness that took over his expression had “sexual” written all over it. “Well, well. It looks like Bright Eyes decided to get a little adventurous this time, didn’t he?”

  She blinked, and her chest constricted with nervousness and lust when he closed the distance between them. “Excuse me?”

  He wore a dark-blue T-shirt and jeans, but no shoes. He made barefoot look remarkably sexy. “Do you have a name, gorgeous?”

  She did once. What was it again? Her head swam with confusion and need the closer he drew. He stood in front of her now, and it was only by the grace of God that she suddenly recalled what it was. “Jade. My name is Jade.”

  “Mm, Jade. I like that. It sounds like the name of a stripper,” he said in a husky tone that made her panties dampen. “My name is Sawyer.”

  “Hi.” She shoved her hand at him, and he took it with a chuckle.

  He had straight, sandy-blond hair that fell to just a little bit above his shoulders and a stubbly beard and mustache to match. His alluring emerald-green eyes were vivacious and the wicked gleam in them seemed to betray a dirty mind. He towered over her at around six feet two inches, and like Kellan he was fit and packed with muscle. At a guess she would put him at about mid or late thirties.

  His scent drove her crazy, and she had the irresistible urge to bite him, too, just as she’d done to his brother in the truck earlier. Good grief, what the hell was wrong with her? Why the fuck did she want to bite every guy she met?

  Well, not every guy. She hadn’t bitten the doctor, the patients in the waiting room, or the cashier who’d rung her up at the gas station. At least she was somewhat selective. Though it seemed to be just cowboys she was drawn to, or perhaps it was just the Brooks brothers.

  “Well, aren’t you sweet?” Sawyer shook her hand and held it when she tried to pull it away at what she thought was the end of their handshake. “Is this your first time, Jade?”

  Jade swallowed, and her clitoris began to pulse and tingle. “My first time for what?”

  “Being shared,” he murmured as he put his arms around her and pulled her into his hard, masculine body. Heaven help her, he was as solid and muscled as his foxy brother.

  Her eyes widened in alarm, but her pussy flooded with excitement over the idea. “You mean—”

  “That’s right, kitten. Kellan’s a good boy. He knows how to share.” Sawyer traced her bottom lip with the rough pad of his thumb. “And I think, like me, you’ll be glad he does.”

  Jade’s mind went blank when he kissed her. His smooth, sensuous lips massaged hers open, and his warm, slick tongue plundered her mouth in conquest. His pleasured moan sounded deep and guttural when it rumbled from his chest. The sound made her hot and weak. Like his younger brother, Sawyer was an amazing kisser. Maybe it was a family trait.

  Her cunt gushed in preparation, and her breasts swelled beneath his groping palms. The inappropriate contact on her bosom made her sick with longing, and she whimpered with joy when she felt the boner tenting the front of his jeans as he pressed his body against hers.

  Jade went breathless and dizzy when the long, drugging kiss ended.

  Sawyer’s face looked smug and his out-of-control hunger for her was evident. “I bet your panties are soaked now, aren’t they, cupcake?”

  His pet names were endearing and utterly arousing, but she must stop him before Kellan came back. She was here to spend the night in a nonsexual way, and in the morning she would leave…unfortunately.

  “Soybean—”

  He smirked. “My name is Sawyer, not soybean.”

  She blushed. “Right. Sorry. Sawyer, I think you have the wrong idea.”

  He startled a gasp from her when he grabbed her ass with both hands and pulled her into the hard, inviting heat of his groin. “Have you ever had a man up your ass before, hot stuff?”

  Her anus automatically clenched at the lewd question and quivered with a “God save me” kind of apprehension. “I—”

  “Sawyer, you’re about to get a boot up your ass if you keep messing with the poor girl,” Kellan’s voice threatened with mock irritation.

  Jade gasped in alarm and practically jumped away from Sawyer. “Nothing happened.”

  Kellan smirked. “Except for that hot-and-heavy make out, you mean.”

  Intense heat swept over her cheeks, and her eyes dropped in embarrassment. “He started it.”

  Kellan chuckled. “I figured. Jade is just here to spend the night.”

  Sawyer looked at her and wiggled his eyebrow suggestively. “I’ll just bet she is. We’ll make her feel right at home.”

  The flush in her face became even ho
tter at the licentious way he licked his lips while ogling her.

  Kellan rolled his eyes with a humored smile. “No, I mean she’s only staying for tonight and in the morning she’ll be gone.”

  Sawyer shook his head and stepped toward her. “You might want to think about keeping this one around for a while. I’ll bet she’s a wild one in the sack, aren’t you, angel face?”

  Jade opened her mouth to answer him, but all that came out was “Uh…”

  Great, that’s real good, Jade. Way to impress the hunk.

  Sawyer grinned, and her stomach felt like she was flying high. “Do I leave you speechless?”

  Kellan snapped his fingers. “Right here, Sawyer. Not playmate, damsel in distress. I found her by the side of the road in Nevada and gave her a ride. In the morning I’m driving her home.”

  Sawyer closed his eyes and pursed his lips together before his lids popped open and he looked at her again. “Well, this is awkward, then, isn’t it?”

  “It was an honest mistake,” Jade excused him.

  “I’m going to take her upstairs and show her around.” Kellan led her away.

  Sawyer grinned and winked at him. “Whatever you say, little brother.”

  Kellan actually looked embarrassed, which she found adorable and surprising. “That really is what I’m going to be doing.”

  Sawyer nodded incredulously with a wicked smile on his face.

  “It was nice to meet you, Sawyer.” Jade waved at him as Kellan led her away.

  Sawyer flashed her a devilish grin. “I’ll bet it was.”

  Her cheeks burned, and Jade heard him chuckle as she left the room. Even now she wanted to bite him. What the hell for? Kellan might have been right. Maybe she was crazy.

  The thought occurred to her that Sawyer hadn’t commented on her battered face. When she looked in the bathroom mirror, she saw that her face had completely healed and there was no longer any evidence that she’d been assaulted.

  Kellan seemed surprised by this, too. How could she have healed so fast?

  * * * *

  He would be in Nevada by nightfall. He would find the body of Jade Flowers and bring the corpse back to her glory divine. She would reinstate him, and the situation would resume a semblance of normalcy, minus Jade Flowers.

  He called the supreme goddess of ingenuity herself and listened to the beckoning rings on the other end.

  “Hello?” Her sweet voice of glory resembled the dulcet quality of a thousand melodious birds.

  “It is I, noble one.”

  She heaved a heavy exhale on the other end. “What do you want?”

  “Come nightfall I shall traverse the great divide between two states,” he informed her with no small amount of pride.

  “What?” She sounded cross with him. He had best explain himself to her unequaled greatness.

  “I will arrive in Nevada when the sun descends upon the horizon.”

  Her tone spoke of confusion on her end. “Okay. Well, best of luck to you.”

  “I am returning for the dead body of Jade Flowers. I will bring her fresh corpse to you, lady of excellence.”

  “What? You mean you just left her in the desert after you killed her? What the hell is wrong with you?” she shrieked at him through the phone. “God, don’t you have a smidgen of a heart?”

  “You tell me, your eminence.”

  She sniffled on the other end. “What was Jade doing in Nevada?”

  “I am uncertain of this.”

  There was a long pause on the end of her glory divine. “I appreciate you bringing me her body back so I can bury her.”

  “My cock aches for you, your highness.”

  “Excuse me?” she snapped.

  “I feel such strange stirrings when I look at you. I surmise that we must join our sexual fluids together and create a superior descendant. Are you in favor of such a union, great one?”

  “What the hell is wrong with you? You failed at your job, and now you want to fuck me?”

  “That is a weak paraphrase of my intentions, but yes, highest woman in creation. I wish to fuck you. The wicked stirrings in my erect penis suggest that it will be a pleasurable experience. According to my vast array of knowledge, you would enjoy the encounter more if you were lubricated beforehand. Well?”

  “Well, what?”

  “Is your vagina producing sexual fluid to ease the impending thrusts of my massive penis once I insert it into your magnificence?”

  “What? You pig! Go to hell!” She hung up on him, sounding utterly disgusted with him.

  She was displeased with him, but she wouldn’t be once he found the corpse of Jade Flowers and brought it back to her.

  Flashing lights had been following him for quite a while. The other car turned into the lane next to him, and the officer rolled down the window.

  “Hey, pull over!” he ordered. “You’re speeding. Don’t you know what these flashing lights mean?”

  The man in uniform wanted him to pull over? That would slow him down and waste time. He did not have any time to waste. He must find the lifeless body of Jade Flowers.

  “Hey, asshole, did you hear what I said?” the irritating male asked him.

  He picked up the gun off the seat, pointed it at the officer, and pulled the trigger. The other car swerved off the road when the man was shot in the head. “I heard you, asshole.”

  * * * *

  Jade reveled in the glory of the large marbled shower and the humid mist swirling up all around her as the hot water rained down on her soapy body. Ah, this was the life. Did she really have to leave tomorrow? A girl could get used to this kind of thing.

  She would have showered in the other bathroom, but Sawyer had been in there bathing, so Kellan showed her to this one instead.

  She rinsed off and wrapped a towel around her body. She stepped into the expansive bedroom and frowned. Her clothes were gone, and she didn’t have another pair with her. What was a girl to do?

  A knock at the door. “Jade, it’s me.”

  Kellan. She opened the door for him, trying not to smile at the way his lips parted and his pupils dilated when he saw that all she wore was a white towel.

  “I took your clothes while you were in the shower so I could wash them. When they’re done drying I’ll give them back to you.”

  “Thank you.” He started to leave, but she wanted him back. She craved him like chocolate. “Kellan.”

  He turned back to face her, seeming glad that she gave him a reason to stay. “Yeah?”

  Jade turned her back to him and lifted the hem of the towel enough to expose her right butt cheek to him. “I have the initials I.C. tattooed on my ass. What do you think it means?”

  “Fuck,” he breathed just before the sound of the door closing filled her ears.

  “I don’t think it stands for fuck, Kellan,” she teased as she turned back around to meet his enthralled gaze.

  “Fuck Kellan. I like the sound of that.” He started to undo the buttons on his flannel shirt.

  Her cunt pounded hard with readiness. “What are you doing?”

  His light-blue eyes were provocative and determined as he bared his sculpted torso to her hungry eyes. “I think you know exactly what I’m doing, Jade. And I don’t believe for a second that you’re naive to what you’re doing.”

  She bit her lower lip and tried to act innocent. “Whatever can you mean, Kellan?”

  He crossed the room and cradled her jaw gently as he coursed his fingers through her damp hair. “What is it about you that drives me so crazy?”

  She frowned. “You don’t like me?”

  He smirked. “Yes, cutie, I like you a lot. You drive me crazy in a good way, which is pretty insane considering you attacked me earlier and have a ludicrous story of amnesia to your name.”

  She yanked his hand down indignantly. “You don’t believe me?”

  He cupped her cheeks and lavished moist, delicate kisses all over her clean face. “No, baby, I believe you. The only thing
that concerns me is having to drive you home tomorrow.”

  “Well, if it’s too far—” The coarse heat of his finger pressing against her lips was incredibly stimulating.

  “It’s not too far, Jade. I just don’t feel right about driving you back to a home and an abusive lover you were probably running away from to begin with.”

  The soft warmth of his lips barely touching hers in a teasing kiss electrified her. “I’ll be okay. I just want to get some answers about my past, that’s all. If it’s a bad situation—”

  “You’ll do what?” he asked. “Where will you go?”

  Jade sighed. “I don’t know. I don’t really want to think about that right now, though.”

  The charming sensuality of his captivating smile touched and excited her on a deep, primal level. The back of his finger trailed softly down her neck and collarbone to settle in her cleavage. “Neither do I.”

  The rapturous magic of the slow, openmouthed kiss unhinged her, and she felt her defenses and uncertainty crumbling down all around her. Her heart slammed like galloping hooves into her chest when Kellan unwrapped the towel from around her and let it drop so he was free to caress her nude form.

  Jade slipped the sleeves down his arms, and he tossed the shirt aside and ran his hands all over her body. His warm, manly hands fired her blood until every nerve and cell teemed with life and energy.

  He toed off his boots with haste. “Are you on the pill? Now that was a stupid question. I keep forgetting you can’t remember anything.”

  He grabbed a condom from his wallet and swore under his breath when he saw her naked body as she stood there. “Jesus, look at you. I’ve never seen such a beautiful body before.”

  She snorted and shook her head. “You don’t have to flatter me, Kellan. Just say I’m pretty, and we’ll call it good enough.”

  Kellan frowned and pulled her down onto the bed with him. “I may be a player, but that doesn’t mean a sincere word never comes out of my mouth. You really do have the most beautiful body I’ve ever seen. I wish you’d believe me.”