The Divine Creek Ranch Collection Volume 4

by Heather Rainier

  She reached down to Duke and caressed the closely trimmed beard on his jaw and whispered, “Please.”

  His sensual gray eyes promised he’d give her what she needed, and then he closed his eyes and gradually increased the pressure of his suckling at her clit, drawing her flesh into his mouth and flicking it with the tip of his tongue until she covered her mouth with her fist and came with a panting, heartfelt sob.

  When she could breathe again, she whispered, “I have surprises for you downstairs. They’re probably waiting for us already.”

  Duke shook his head. “We set the alarm so we’d have time to make love to you this morning. We have plenty of time,” he said as he slid his cock deep in her slick pussy. “And surprises can wait, when we have you in our arms.”

  “Very true,” Gage murmured as he knelt beside her. His cock was thick and very hard as she took it in her hand and kissed it before licking him. “No gift compares to the way you make me feel, angel.”

  * * * *

  Christmas night

  Gage rolled his eyes at Emma as she hid her laughter behind her hand. Emma’s father did his best to keep a straight face as he explained again to Emma’s partially deaf grandmother. “Duke is Emma’s boyfriend and Gage is Duke’s cousin.”

  The sweet, but opinionated, gray-haired lady said, “Why in the hell is his cousin traveling with them to Timbuktu? Doesn’t he know they want to be alone?”

  Desiree, Emma’s little sister, looked ready to choke on her candied yams as they all sat talking at the dinner table on Christmas night. “Grandma, it’s not every day you have the chance to see the northern lights. Maybe they wanted him to come.”

  Emma made eye contact with Gage and splurted her iced tea as some went up her nose. “Oh! Ouch! I’m so sorry. Oh my goodness!” She held a napkin to her face. Emma’s sister proved that a perverted sense of humor ran in the Guthrie family when she kept letting little innuendos like that slip.

  Gage laughed, marveling that Emma could turn that deep of a shade of crimson. Her eyes were watering, and he couldn’t tell if she was laughing or crying. Sitting beside her, playing the part of adoring boyfriend, Duke patted her back and offered her his napkin as well.

  They’d had a choice to make. In deference to her extended family, they’d needed to determine who got to play Emma’s boyfriend. The choice had been made after a bottle of wine had been consumed, and they played spin the bottle.

  Duke had won the honors, and Gage got to play the sexy, unexplained cousin at all the gatherings who got hit on by all the single women in the family. Emma had a large extended family and several single female cousins, as well as one gay male cousin, and all of them had been checking him out the night before, on Christmas Eve.

  Emma made it up to him when he snuck into her bedroom with Duke later that night. Emma’s parents had set Duke and Gage up in the guest room and, with equanimity, told them that as long as they didn’t know or hear who went where, they didn’t care, just as long as Emma was happy.

  Diffusing the moment, Emma’s mother, Roberta Guthrie, said, “We’re just so glad that they could all come. Gage is considered a part of the family, too.”

  Gage smiled at the secret sincerity in her words. Despite the unorthodox nature of their relationship, Emma’s parents accepted Duke and Gage both equally. Aunt Mary and Uncle Joe were his mom and dad, but it was an unexpected bonus that he was accepted by Emma’s family, too. Neither he nor Duke had allowed themselves to believe that would happen when they pursued Emma.

  * * * *

  New Year’s Eve, Yellowknife, Northwest Territories, Canada

  Emma reached out to Duke and Gage as she stepped into the hot tub located right outside their sliding glass door. She quivered with delight as the frigid breeze blowing over her bare skin was replaced by the languid heat of the water. She sank to her neck in the frothing water, and they settled on either side of her. Duke reached for the switch and turned off the lights on the deck. Emma had debated about leaving her glasses on the vanity inside their room but was glad she’d left them on now.

  Tilting her head back, she looked up at the sky, and her heart was filled with wonder. “Oh, would you look at that.”

  Shimmering, swirling shades of green danced in slow, undulating motion across the night sky. They were far away from city lights and the weather was clear enough that their view of the aurora borealis was nothing short of magnificent.

  Emma let her breath out slowly and allowed herself to relax in their arms and take in the shimmering, scrolling curtains of light. At times, she was sure she could reach out and touch them as they swept by. At other times, she thought she could somehow see the very darkness that seemed to move independently of the shimmering skirts of light. It was an entrancing display, and she felt hypnotized by it.

  She smiled when she saw the lights shining on the faces of her sweet, handsome men. They gazed at her like there was nothing else in the world they wanted to look at, and she temporarily forgot about one of the natural wonders of the world as the wonder she experienced in their arms superseded it.

  “I love you,” she whispered as she looked from one to the other. “I’m so happy when I’m with you.”

  Duke pulled her into his lap so she faced him, straddling his thighs. Tenderly, he kissed the healed incision over her breastbone. The position made her feel opened and vulnerable to him, and her pussy swelled and tingled with the need to be taken. She gasped when he held her to him and slid his back up the side of the tub until he sat perched on the edge, the water cascading down their limbs. His cock was pressed against her mound, and her body felt superheated in the cold air. She braced one knee on the decking around the hot tub and groaned softly as he slid his cock in one swift, hot stroke deep into her pussy.

  “Oh, Duke, yes,” she whispered.

  She heard a small popping sound then shuddered at the feel of warm lubricant being applied to her asshole. It made her feel special when they remembered the small things like that. Lubricant left out on the deck while they’d soaked would have been shockingly cold on her nether regions. Gage stroked her back opening, and the stimulation to those nerve endings made her antsy to move on Duke. He held on to her hips and patted her ass and chuckled. “In a hurry, sweetheart?”

  Emma bit her lip and whispered, “Oh, you feel so good. I can’t help it. Fuck me.” She shivered lightly and then smiled when Gage pressed his warm body against hers. One of her legs was still in the water, and one was on the deck. The temperature difference confused her senses, and she felt hot and cold all at the same time. She crooned in relief when she felt Gage’s cock at her asshole.

  Duke wrapped his arms around her torso, and she hung on to his shoulders, concentrating on relaxing for Gage. She undulated and arched her back as he pressed against her with his big, hard cock. Always gentle with her, Gage thrust in shallow strokes until his cock slid in completely.

  “Oh, fuck. She feels so good,” Gage groaned.

  “I’m holding on by a thread, already. Too good.” Duke’s strong hands grasped her ass cheeks, and he ground against her.

  Gage placed his knee on the deck outside of hers and angled with her and began moving in counterpoint with Duke. Emma found her place in the rhythm and felt the tendrils of her orgasm begin to wind around her. She threw her had back against Gage’s shoulder and gazed up at the slowly undulating waves of light that had held her transfixed earlier. She felt so blessed that they both loved her and cared enough about her to chase all the dreams on her bucket list with her. They were everything to her.

  In a deep, breathless voice she murmured, “You’re my world, both of you. I love you. I need you so much.”

  Gage slid his fingers over her mound and stroked her throbbing, swollen clit. The tidal wave of emotion and energy inside her expanded until she felt her heart might burst. Her cunt convulsed, and her movements slowed until she merely received from both men what they would give. One of the men groaned loudly, and the storm inside her built t
o a crisis point. Her orgasm shuddered through her in great sinuous waves, and she rocked between them ecstatically. Both men let loose deep cries of passion as they came inside her pulsing body. They held on to each other, shuddering blissfully.

  “Sweetheart?”

  “Hmmm,” she murmured as she listened to Duke’s heartbeat and felt Gage’s exhalations against her back.

  “Will you marry us?” Duke murmured softly against her temple.

  “Huh?”

  “Marry us, angel. We love you so much,” Gage whispered.

  Still connected intimately to both of them, her body throbbed with sudden awareness and clarity. “Marry you?”

  They both breathed a deep sigh and nodded as they held her tightly. Gage reached behind Duke and revealed a velvet box. He opened it, and she gasped as the glow of the northern lights was reflected in the gold setting. The diamond solitaire flashed with green-and-white fire as the lights above suddenly flared bright for a few moments.

  Duke chuckled and said, “We won’t let you go until you say yes.”

  She touched a finger to the ring and then looked up into Duke’s eyes and Gage’s eyes then said, “Yes. Yes! I’ll marry you. But…”

  “But what, angel?” Gage said, not as a worried question, but more of an affirmation that whatever might keep her from marrying them they would somehow overcome.

  “We’ve been working our way through the bucket list. Where do you propose we get married?”

  Epilogue

  Late January

  To the tune of cheerful Caribbean music, Emma stepped down the narrow walkway on the arm of her father. Looking over the side of the large boat, she saw more dolphins trailing along, making their way to the stern. At the steps that gave access to the water, her father took her arm and helped her in then joined her mother on the deck of the boat with the rest of the wedding guests who were able to make the trip to Grand Cayman Island.

  Duke, Gage, and Blake Gray waited for her in the water, surrounded by friendly, seemingly excited dolphins.

  “I think this is the most unusual locale for any bonding ceremony I’ve officiated at, so far,” Blake said as he treaded water in his safety vest with the others.

  A dolphin gently bumped him from behind and squealed. Everyone including Blake laughed at the dolphin’s impatient prompting to get the show on the road.

  Duke and Gage reached out for her and drew her between them until the three of them were all before Blake. The crystalline, blue waters off Grand Cayman rippled and shimmered around them.

  Blake asked, “Do you have the rings?” Emma removed their rings from the pocket in her safety vest, giggling when a dolphin tickled the bottom of her foot.

  She remembered wondering what it had been like for Maya, watching as she bound her heart to her men back in August. Now she knew.

  Because they were floating in the Caribbean Sea, the men were not able to kneel, but everything else went according to plan. Everyone chuckled when dolphins squealed in apparent delight as Blake declared them bound to each other.

  Blake congratulated them and then left them to spend some time with each other and the dolphins before they returned to the boat where the reception was getting underway. Her immediate family, including her hearing-impaired grandmother, was all able to attend.

  Emma and her men chuckled when her grandmother asked, “What kind of a wedding was that? No matron of honor and the bride kisses the best man, too? What is this world coming to?”

  Emma squealed when two dolphins nudged her feet so that she actually rose on the water’s surface.

  Gage said, “Looks like they want to play, angel.”

  Emma replied, “They sure do!” as she rose in the water again. “So what’s next on our list?”

  Duke laughed and said, “We still haven’t sung karaoke.”

  Gage chuckled and said, “I still can’t believe I agreed to add that to the list. I think you’re going to do that one without me.”

  Emma shook her head and replied, “Oh no, mister. We do everything on our bucket list together.”

  “Okay, but can it be something besides ‘I Will Survive’ by Gloria Gaynor?”

  Desiree giggled from the boat and said, “Oh! I love that song! At first I was afraid, I was petrified. Kept thinking I could never live without you by my side…”

  Emma’s mom jumped in the act next, melodramatically singing, “And then I spent so many nights, thinking how you did me wrong, and I grew strong, and I learned how to get along…”

  Summer took the next few lines, until finally at the chorus they were all singing along, while Emma, Duke, and Gage looked on from the water, in amazement. Some of them had even started dancing while they sang.

  Gage asked, “Is your grandma doing the running man?”

  Emma giggled. “I don’t know, but now you know where I got my dancing talent from.”

  Next, the musicians got into the spirit of the song, and before they knew it, everyone on the boat was line dancing to “I Will Survive,” even Ace Webster, Kemp Whittier, and Emma’s grandma, who could cut a rug when she set her mind to it.

  While they were all distracted, Duke and Gage drew close to Emma in the water, and Gage murmured, “So, angel, was it everything you hoped it would be?”

  Emma shook her head as the music played on. “No. It’s much more than I ever expected, Gage.”

  Duke pressed his lips to her temple and said, “You’re stuck with us now, sweetheart.”

  “There’s nowhere else I’d rather be, Duke.” She kissed them both, lingering at their lips as a sweet languor began to steal over her. Suddenly she gasped and giggled.

  “Did one of the dolphins goose you? I think one nipped my butt a minute ago,” Duke said with a chuckle.

  Emma shook her head. “Nope! Now I know what we have to sing at karaoke together. Sugarland’s ‘Stuck Like Glue.’ Whoa-oa, whoa-oa, stuck like glue, you and me baby we’re stuck like glue…What?” she asked. “Everyone knows that song! Come on,” she urged with a giggle as she wrapped a forearm around each man and kissed them gently one more time.

  Duke slid a warm hand around her waist and kissed her throat. “You and me, baby, we’re stuck like glue.”

  Gage mirrored Duke’s hold on her other side and whispered softly, “There you go making my heart beat again, heart beat again, heart beat again…”

  Emma giggled, and the three of them put their heads together. She whispered, “I’d still be hiding if it wasn’t for you two…and a few friends.” She giggled as she looked toward the boat at the group still gyrating and line dancing.

  THE END

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  Divine Creek Ranch 10

  Divine Phoenix

  Every woman wants a fairy-tale ending, but Lily Valentine has given up on that. Other women may get their happily ever after, but what she lives is more like a nightmare. Admitted loner Clay Cook has heard all the stereotypes about artists and even lived some of them. He struggles with his craft, wondering if his best work is behind him.

  Mortally ill, Lily flees to Divine, barreling headlong into Clay’s life from the distant past. Clay’s brother Del returns from a lengthy deployment, suffering from deep trauma of his own, at a loss for how to move on from it. In an effort to remake herself, Lily unintentionally does more harm than good.

  As Lily Valentine rises from the ashes of her former life, jealousy is sparked and danger comes calling. Will Clay and Del be able to save her when her old life tries to reclaim her?

  Note: There is no sexual relationship or touching for titillation between or among siblings.

  Genre: Contemporary, Ménage a Trois/Quatre, Western/Cowboys

  Length: 117,040 words

  DIVINE PHOENIX

  Divine Creek Ranch 10

  HEATHER RAINIER

  Copyright © 2012

  Chapter One

  Early October

  With fresh bruises throbbing under her skin and her heart in her throat, Lily Ki
ng grabbed the shop ledger from the kitchen counter and left the house with the sound of hateful laughter ringing in her ears. On autopilot, she drove back to the mechanic shop. Her brother-in-law Dirk ignored her when she walked through the garage, which was just as well. She wondered if he knew his wife, Natalie, was fucking his brother, Lily’s husband, JT, whom he looked up to and revered so much. She doubted it. Maybe he’d been hiding from the truth just like Lily had.

  With a hollow space growing larger and the nausea persisting, Lily completed the work on the ledger. The figures she’d written out looked like the scrawl of an elderly, infirm hand as she made her last entries. When everything was caught up, Lily took a notepad from the desk, and with an almost eerie clarity, she made a list of what she needed to pack and wrote a letter to Dirk.

  She labeled the envelope with his name and tucked it in the top drawer of his desk where he’d find it when he reached in for a pen to write up his invoice orders for her. Dirk had never purposefully done anything mean to her, and she didn’t think he deserved what Natalie was doing to him. She hoped JT didn’t find it first. She didn’t want to give JT time to catch her before she could get away from Durst.

  JT wouldn’t take too kindly to his wife leaving him. There was no way to deny that there was any love left between them, if there ever had been to begin with. For her part she knew there had been, when she’d fallen in love with him twelve years before.

  He’d been undeniably charming, and unlike her looks, at thirty-eight, JT’s had only improved with age. His angelic face, chocolate-brown eyes, and rugged body hid the heart of a sadistic tyrant.

  She could recall looking at him with love filling her heart as he’d told her he wanted her to wear his mark. She’d agreed, no questions asked. When he’d told her he needed her to work for him at the auto repair shop, she’d been happy to help, never complaining that she worked for them for free. That’s what family did for each other, he’d said. She felt like a clueless fool now as reality finally set in and she acknowledged that he looked upon her as his slave.