by Asha Daniels
“Pardon me, Georgia, but you don’t know these fellas. They’re outlaws.” Deputy Marshall chuckled, a sneer on his face.
“That’s Ms. Taylor, deputy,” she corrected. The testosterone was thick.
“Dylan, leave it the fuck alone. Will ya?” Shane snapped. “They were hired to do a job at Lone Wolf and by God, we’re going to let them.”
They were actually working at the ranch? Georgia felt another round of heat rising on her face.
“You know the idea was shit when Richard mentioned it. Trying to keep the good people of this town safe.” The deputy wasn’t backing down.
“I think we should go,” Josh suggested.
“Hell. Fucking. No. We belong here just like every other customer. Besides, this lovely woman bought us a drink. We still have manners, even if half of this crappy town wouldn’t know how to buy them at a dime store.” Savage’s words were brutal, said with a deep husk. He clenched his fists.
And Georgia had to admit, she was more attracted than ever.
It seemed almost everyone around them was listening in, their faces even hungering for a fight.
“That’s enough!” Toby shoved his way into the middle. “We’re all adults here and that’s the way we’re going to act.
Josh tried to pull Savage back, but he refused to budge.
“He’s exactly right so all of you, enjoy your drinks or get the hell out.” Shane’s words were said to the entire crowd.
“Here are your drinks, gentlemen,” the bartender called out.
She was perspiring, fighting a second round of pants bubbling up from her belly. A bar fight wasn’t in anyone’s best interest but damn the lot of them. When she noticed a slight smile on Jessica’s face, she gave her friend a nod of satisfaction. No longer would she back down for any man for any reason.
Savage cocked his head, his heated look bearing down on Georgia. As he reached around her, he leaned in, blowing a swath of hot air across her face. Reaching out, he wiped the tip of his index finger across her upper lip.
She was going to pass out. No, you will not. Instead, she gave him a defiant look.
He eased the finger into his mouth, sucking, the noise filtering toward her.
“Wow,” Jessica whispered.
Georgia kept her balance, although her legs were shaking, even managing to press her hand against his chest. The level of electricity was like a bottle rocket, cutting through every cell and every muscle. While the noise remained all around her, she could only hear muffled echoes. She kneaded his chest through the thin shirt, tilting her head just enough that their lips were almost touching.
Every part of this man was overpowering, so masculine and the kind of enticing sexiness that threw gasoline on the burning fire. He grabbed one of the beer bottles, easing back his arm, yet he kept his head in position, his lips parting.
The second the cold bottle was dragged across her naked arm, she issued a slight whimper, but she knew he’d heard the subtle exclamation.
One of extreme lust.
“I think we should find a table, Savage.” Toby inched closer.
“Soon.” Savage lifted a single eyebrow before very slowly backing away.
And she knew, without a shadow of a doubt, that one amazing night, she would be in his bed.
“Let’s go somewhere else,” Jessica suggested.
“I’m just fine right here,” Georgia answered, watching as the three men grabbed their drinks, moving into the crowd. They were all mysterious, but Savage had a chip the size of a boulder on his shoulder. She pressed two fingers across her lips, imagining a kiss, one just as primal as the man giving it. Taking. That’s what he’d be doing, taking everything he wanted.
“What’s gotten into you?” Jessica asked as she shook her head.
“They aren’t the kind of people you want to associate with. Trust me on that,” Shane said before glaring in the three men’s direction.
“Why? What the hell did they do?” Georgia challenged, unable to stop the words from bursting from her mouth.
He shrugged and didn’t bother turning in her direction but the eye contact he made with the deputy was far too telling.
There was a dark secret snaked around all three men.
“That’s a story for them to tell you. If they have the courage. They’re my employees now, so I’ll keep their private records secure.” Shane shifted from foot to foot.
There was no reason for her to be angry, but Georgia found herself as pissed off as she could be. The audacity of the people in this town. She certainly didn’t know Richard Marshall very well, but she knew the man wouldn’t hire vagrants or criminals. No, just lying, manipulative women. She swallowed hard, willing her conscience to give it a rest.
“Well, no need for bad blood tonight. You keeping out of trouble, ladies?” Deputy Marshall asked.
Georgia resisted a nasty retort. “If we didn’t, seems like our behavior would fit right in.”
“Bad behavior deserves harsh discipline,” the deputy was quick to his reply. “You just might need that. Kinda like we talked about. Would you like to have a drink and discuss it?”
“Oh, shit,” Jessica managed.
“You know what? I think I’m just fine, dandy in fact, deputy. I’m going to the ladies’ room.” Georgia realized she was angry, furious in fact. Was the entire town like this? If so, she wouldn’t last a week. She might be conservative on the outside, but she was a fighter deep within. No one was going to make fun of her, or any of her friends. She grumbled the entire way to the bathroom, slamming her hand on the door, forcing it to swing and hit with a hard rumble. At least there were no women inside to see her near tantrum.
How dare the deputy assume she needed discipline. How dare the bartender react that way. How dare Shane try to warn them. She could certainly make decisions for herself. She was a big girl. She would figure out what and who she needed. Pacing the floor wasn’t making her feel any better.
She slapped her hands on the sink, glaring then snarling at her reflection. Why was she so angry? Sure, she’d collected lost puppy dogs the majority of her life, but why now? Why them? The answer wasn’t simple, but her gut was churning, working overtime.
She wanted the man. Savage. In fact, both Josh and Toby were also on her radar. The way they touched her, simple gestures, almost awkward if she told the truth, but so powerful. Her reflection told no lies, no matter the mask she continued to need. There was a reason she came here. To lose herself.
“Ugh!” The moan echoed in the dense space, and she dropped her head. What was she thinking? No, she wasn’t thinking clearly. That was the issue. Her cunt was doing the talking to her freaking Nasty. Little. Voice. She brushed her hands through her hair, held her head high and was prepared to mingle and at least finish her drink, maybe have another. Or two more. That much she could certainly handle. She was a big girl after all.
One that needs discipline, harsh punishment.
She rolled her eyes and grabbed the handle, almost launching her body out into the hallway.
“I know what you crave.”
The words were said in a bold statement.
Georgia didn’t flinch or even fear the unknown though the sultry voice was coming from the shadows. “What do I need?”
“You need a man who will shower you with affection, give you endless days and nights of raw ecstasy yet understand the woman inside.”
The dark voice seemed closer. “And who is the woman inside?”
“One who is ready to submit, to give all of herself to utter domination, one who understands that discipline is a gift, not just used for punishment. A woman who is hungry to let go of her inhibitions.”
Once again, she felt his hot breath skating along her shoulders and arms, creating tingling sensations racing down her spine, moving into her clenched pussy. “And you are that man?”
“What if I’m one of three?” The touch feather light, he placed a single finger on her arm, sliding the tip down from her should
er to her elbow.
“Three. All dominating? All longing for the same thing, to share a single woman?” Where the words were coming from inside her mind no longer mattered. She was locked in the moment, mesmerized by the way her body was responding.
“Yyeesss…” The word whispered, he lowered his head, sliding his open wet mouth along the same path his finger had just been.
Shuddering, she tilted back her head, her breath sounds skipping, her heart racing. When he gripped her arm, pulling her against the wall, she didn’t resist, didn’t try and fight to any degree. Even in the shadowed light, she could see his penetrating gaze, his dark eyes as they devoured her only seconds before he cupped her chin.
“Would you enjoy that?” Rubbing his thumb across her cheek, he planted his other hand on the wall, leaning in.
“I… I… Yes!” The admittance was forceful, a telling statement. As his thumb moved across her lips, she longed to suck his finger, licking as she craved doing to his cock.
He pressed his massive body against hers, taking her hands into his and pulling them up and over her head. “But you’d have to learn to submit to our every need.”
“Uh-huh,” was all she could manage.
“And learn to be a very good girl.” He nipped at her earlobe before sliding his tongue into her ear.
“Yes.” Georgia could no longer feel her legs.
“And learn to please our every desire.”
Swallowing, she was no longer certain she could manage a coherent word. “Ah…”
Capturing her mouth, he shifted his groin back and forth as he slipped his tongue past her pursed lips, tasting her. Exploring.
She pushed against him as his throbbing cock thumped against her belly, driving her to the point of utter madness, a breathtaking desire unlike anything she’d ever experienced. As the kiss continued, a passionate roar, tongues entwining, teeth gnashing, she was lost, her body aching to be taken hard and fast. She wanted to beg him to fuck her, use her. And she would please all three.
Savage continued the French kiss, grunting as he shifted back and forth. Easing back, he licked around her mouth then down to her jaw, nipping her tender flesh. “I could take you right here.”
“Yes, yes…” His hands kept hers in place, so forceful, so ruthless in his needs that she would follow his lead, no matter what he demanded.
He kissed her again, long and hard and she closed her eyes. Seconds later, she no longer felt the press of his body, the force of his hands. When she blinked, he was gone. Holding her mouth, she searched the hallway with her eyes.
There was no sign of him.
She stood still, almost in shock then brushed her hands through her hair. Maybe she was losing her mind after all.
“Are you fucking out of your mind?” Toby exclaimed then sucked in his breath.
“Why don’t you keep it down?” Savage suggested.
“Yeah, the natives are already restless. My bet is Shane will watch for any missteps,” Josh said before grabbing his bottle of beer. “I will admit, she’s hot.”
“In other words, she’s off limits. She works at the damn ranch, just like us.” Toby leaned back in his chair, studying the crowd. “And no one wants us here, which means anything that occurs, any infraction or concept of breaking the law and we’re toast. I suggest you keep your cock in your pants.”
Savage didn’t need to be reminded that they were on a short leash, but everything about Georgia told him that she was the right woman. There was no explaining or even justifying his notion, let alone his burning desire. Risking the kiss in the hallway could cost him the job. “She’s… different.”
Josh leaned over the table. “Wait. You’re serious. She really said she wanted all three of us?”
“Not what she said, but her body and her admittance gave her away.” Savage didn’t want to admit that he couldn’t take his eyes off her, but she was beautiful in an unassuming manner. He’d venture a guess that she had no idea just how gorgeous she truly was. And the kiss. Shit, he was hooked. And he was rat ass crazy.
“You gathered all that from one kiss,” Toby snorted. “You must be a magic man.”
They all sat in silence until Josh shifted in his seat. When he spoke, he was animated, his hands moving, his eyes flashing. “Do you remember Macy?” He looked back and forth from man to man. “Oh, come the fuck on. You have to remember her.”
Savage was shocked Josh brought her up.
“What’s not to remember? She was sexy,” Toby answered, as if he was disgusted. “She shouldn’t have happened.”
“Macy just didn’t understand what she thought she wanted,” Savage half whispered. He didn’t want to remember or talk about the single time they’d taken a one-night stand further, spending weeks with what they thought was a special girl. The ending had been… No, he refused to go down that road. He learned not to trust from that moment on.
“True, at the end, but she was very much into all of us. I remember the nights. I mean, wow is all I can say.” Josh groaned. “The connection was instant.”
“And a lie,” Savage added.
“She was conniving,” Toby stated as a laugh filtered past his lips. “But we had a hell of a good time while it lasted.”
“Stop talking about Macy. Okay?” Savage demanded, his grip on the beer bottle tightening. “Okay?”
“Sure,” Toby muttered.
He could tell Josh was hurting, yet hiding, just like he always did. What did he think he was doing toying with the redhead? No, this wasn’t going to happen again. He refused. No matter the attraction.
Josh scanned the perimeter, his eyes lighting up. “Georgia can’t seem to stop looking this way. Maybe I should strike up a conversation with her.”
“Don’t!” Savage hissed. Yes, he wanted the dream they’d had for two decades.
“Okay. Jesus. You were the one who started this.” Josh laughed before taking a long pull on his beer.
“And I’m just talking about a fantasy. We can’t have her. We know what happened the last fucking time.”
“You have to let that go, Savage,” Toby said under his breath as he gave a waning smile.
Savage shook his head. “Besides, when she finds out what we’ve done, she’ll back away.” He’d never felt so low in his life. A convicted criminal, his record never to be expunged. He knew better than to try and get to know a woman like Georgia, no matter how much he wanted to. The consequences were too high. For all of them.
“I don’t get you. Why antagonize her if you aren’t interested? Do you have some need to sink all of us with your bullshit fantasies?” Toby’s anger was visible by his reddened face, the heady grip on his bottle.
Savage thought about the question, had no way of answering that wasn’t a lie, except for the truth. Admitting his longing, forcing away the monster clawing at the surface because of his anger was perhaps the toughest thing he might do. Time in the joint, even the various threats and beatings he’d received didn’t compare to the simple fact that he was lonely, ready for more in life.
“Do you want her? I guess that’s the real question here. If so, then we see where it goes,” Josh said as he picked at the label on his beer.
“This is crazy. Both of you are nuts. We don’t know this girl and no matter how beautiful or desirable she is, she remains off limits.” Toby scooted back his chair.
“Hold on. You were always into this idea of finding the right girl. Are you going to sit here and tell me that you’re no longer interested?” The demand in Josh’s tone was palpable.
“We did that.” Savage shot Georgia a look, cringing as his cock twitched.
Toby exhaled, shaking his head as he looked away. “All I’ve ever wanted is a home. Yeah, I had a family, but you know the situation. You know what it was like for me growing up. Dad was never there, mom drank herself to death. I wanted more, and I still do, but I’m not willing to…”
The words hung in the air. Savage rubbed his jaw. What was he supposed to say?
How could he comfort his buddy who harbored all his guilt and frustration deep inside?
“Yeah, I understand,” Josh half whispered. “But I want the fairy tale. I remember Macy. I know everything you’re thinking is probably true, but I don’t care who I have to fight to get something special. Sounds insane but fuck it. What do I, no what do we have to lose?” He tipped his head in Savage’s direction. “Georgia is obviously attracted to you more than she is to us, so what do you say?”
“What do I say?” Savage grabbed the shot of tequila, downing the contents in an effort to shut down his emotions. When he slapped the glass on the table, he threw another look in her direction. “Crazy idea. We have a job to do and nothing more. And that’s what we do. I’m going back to the ranch. Time to get some sleep.”
Jerking up from his chair, he didn’t wait to be cajoled or pushed about his answer. He simply moved to the door. And he caught her eye and in those few seconds, those precious ticks of time where nothing else seemed to matter, he crumbled inside as the truth smacked him square in the face.
He wanted this woman and he would stop at nothing to get her. To claim her.
Chapter 4
“You do understand that you’ve been a very bad girl.”
His words were stated with such dominance that she trembled, her core heating to the point of combustion. He was her lover, her dominant and her disciplinarian. “Yes, sir.”
Savage touched just underneath her chin, lifting her head. “Then you know what needs to be done.”
“Yes, sir.” Georgia didn’t want to cry. She’d broken the rules, several of them and her infractions required harsh punishment. She hated disappointing him in any manner, but her actions had been egregious, creating so much pain in his eyes. “I’m ready, sir.”
He lowered his head, placing his lips on hers. The kiss was a gentle reminder, a softness that she would never have expected. When he eased back, he gave her a smile. “That’s my good girl. I love you and I always will. When the spanking is finished, there will be no more discussion about the incident. Agreed?”