Silver, Gold And Deception: Catalina Wilde Western Adventure (Half Breed Haven Book 4)

by A. M. Van Dorn

  “I did what I did because we are friends,” Catalina replied. “But then, what special way of ‘thank you’ might you be thinkin' of?”

  Ruth knew her friend. She caressed her shoulders meaningfully.

  “Me and Jackson were saying how grateful we were before you came in,” she said. “Now, you remember what we talked about earlier, how I told him about our past and how it excited him? I asked him if he would like to see the real thing and to join us. What do you say, Cattie?” Ruth Anne asked.

  Catalina grinned and Ruth Anne felt warmth deep inside her begin to build. Sex with Catalina had always been fun. She could imagine how it would be with Jackson along.

  “Ruth Anne, you should know what my answer is,” Catalina said and unbuttoned her blouse in one swift motion.

  Ruth Anne let her gaze slide down Catalina’s smooth skin. Her friend was not wearing a bra; she seldom did, and her large, perky breasts drew attention at once. Ruth Anne heard Jackson gasp from the bed in anticipation. Ruth smiled; he hadn’t seen anything yet. She waited for Catalina to make the first move. She was rewarded when Catalina turned to her, fire in her eyes.

  Assured that it was going to be the exact pleasure and exploration she had hoped for, Ruth let her fingers begin with Catalina’s hips. She drew circles along her thigh, slowly reaching up until her index finger gently stroked the flesh that surrounded her pleasure hole. The fire in Catalina's eyes burned brighter, encouraging her once more. She let her friend’s special place alone, intending to go back to it when the time was right. When her fingers moved on to Catalina’s abdomen next, she moaned, already prepared for the fingers that went to the tips of her breasts next. Ruth caressed her nipples, her own thighs already filled with warmth at the sight of Catalina’s nipples coming alive as tiny pointed buds in the middle of her large, brown areolas.

  Catalina definitely wasn’t going to stay immobile through it all. She reached up with her fingers too, quickly undoing Ruth’s blouse. She bit her lips enthusiastically, enjoying the slow unveiling of her friend’s ample bosom. Ruth was wearing a lacey bra and surprisingly, it took only a snap of Catalina’s fingers to undo it so that they were both bare from the waist up. Catalina wrapped her arms around Ruth next, her eyes gleaming with promises of pleasure and absolute excitement.

  Ruth really wished her friend could read her mind, but she secretly had imagined nothing but absolute excitement too. She moaned when Catalina reached for her breasts with her lips, suckling smoothly and slowly before going wild. Ruth threw her head back immediately, reeling with the ecstasy of being suckled; of having her breasts fondled remorselessly as if they were without cells.

  When her eyes opened, from the corner of her eyes, Ruth could see Jackson looking on with so much expectation obvious in his eyes. For a second, she had selfishly forgotten about him. She had wanted to bathe in the pleasure that Catalina offered, forgetting the arrangement that had preceded it.

  It was time to get Jackson in on all the exploration.

  Catalina beat her to it, though. Before Ruth could mutter any word to get both of them on the bed, her lovely friend shut her up with a passionate kiss, touching various corners of her mouth with an adventurous tongue. She began to move too, stylishly getting the rest of Ruth's clothing off her body and getting her towards the bed at the same time. When they got to the edge of the bed, Catalina broke off the kiss and stared into Ruth's eyes with a confident grin before turning to the bed fluttering her eyelashes at a totally exhilarated Jackson.

  “Make some room for us, Jackson dear,” she said with a sultry smile.

  Jackson acted like an obedient puppy. He nodded his head rapidly and slid to the right, leaving a large portion of the soft bed for them.

  “You first,” Ruth whispered, expecting Catalina to take the hint.

  Her friend was as smart as she expected. Catalina slowly lowered herself on the bed, close to Jackson. She widened her thighs as soon as Ruth lowered herself too, making sure that her friend's slender body fitted between her legs. Ruth went to work immediately, flattening her chest on her friend's own. Their breasts smashed against each other, their soft sighs already becoming loud groans. When Ruth's hand traveled below Catalina's taut belly, after pausing briefly to trace Cat's sexy abdominal muscles once more, remembering her determination to get back to it, she squeezed in two fingers loving the way Catalina hissed with gratitude.

  “More?” Ruth asked.

  Catalina replied by holding her shoulders and dragging her close. They kissed briefly, Catalina successfully distracting Ruth from working earnestly on her clit.

  “Look.” She whispered after the kiss.

  She tilted Ruth’s head to the left with a finger, allowing her to notice Jackson who had already loosened the towel around his waist. His palm had flown to his dick and he was fondling it while his eyes watched their foreplay intently.

  “Oh, he isn’t going to get himself so hard without us touching it, would he?” Catalina asked with a chuckle.

  “Oh no, he won’t. He also knows he won’t. Would you, Jackson?” Ruth replied with a sarcastic grin, aware that Jackson heard everything they said and saw everything they did.

  Her statement was definitely his cue to join them and Jackson surely didn’t waste a second of his time. He knelt on the bed and slowly crawled towards them; like a gracious king, he let his arms drop to his sides, revealing his hardening cock for all to see. As expected, Catalina’s eyes widened with interest. To heighten her friend’s excitement, Ruth placed a palm on the bed and knelt in front of Jackson. She circled his rod with her palm, pulling and squeezing passionately. He got harder, Jackson’s body reeling with inexplicable pleasure. When his manhood assumed a considerable hardness, Ruth smiled and glanced at her friend, urging her to push it into her mouth.

  Catalina nodded, immediately handling Jackson's dick in both palms. She pushed it into her mouth immediately, sucking on it with abandon. Glad that Jackson was in good hands, Ruth went on to pleasuring Catalina. She slid backward, positioning herself behind Catalina. While Catalina made Jackson's body reverberate by consistently swallowing his cock, she concentrated on giving her friend attention to her special area. Catalina, always wanting more, widened her thighs immediately, giving Ruth's wiggling tongue more space into the small hole of her sex.

  Whatever pleasure moans filled the room, Ruth would like to think that it came from three insanely lusty people. Each of them exchanged groans, pleasuring one and being pleasured back. Eventually, Catalina stopped swallowing Jackson’s cock. She pulled back and dragged Ruth towards her so she could lie down in front of her. She stared intently at Jackson next, willing him to do everything with his lover so she could watch.

  Jackson surprised both women by shaking his head. He obviously had other plans and they weren’t going to get him to do anything but that.

  “Jackson?”

  Ruth's seductive whisper wouldn't make her lover reluctant. He closed in on Catalina, smashing his lips against hers. His palm flew to her breasts too while he pulled Ruth towards him with his other hand. He bent her head towards his throbbing cock afterward while he concentrated on taking breaths out of Catalina's throat. His method was simpler and crazier, but it worked. Ruth passionately sucked his dick, squeezing it hard while he took what he wanted from Catalina with his lips. He bit her lips, trailed kisses around her neck before settling for her breasts. By the time his palm left her breasts, his lips took control, nibbling her timid flesh, and remorselessly suckling her nipples.

  "Oh, Jackson… Ruth…."

  It was obvious that Catalina wasn’t sure she knew who to thank for the endless pleasure that swept through her entire system. Ruth wasn’t only suckling Jackson down there, she fingered her friend too, rapidly pushing two fingers in and out.

  That’s it, one of us needs Jackson inside and right now!

  Ruth had had enough foreplay. If she was right, with her friend’s constant moans, Catalina needed something hard and good filling her wet h
ole too. Pulling Jackson’s out of her mouth, Ruth pulled him with her towards the bed, loving the rush she felt as all three of them fell together, ending up side by side.

  “Take her first,” she heard Catalina whisper. “I want to watch.”

  Jackson, happy to oblige, nodded in agreement a second later, moving close behind Ruth. He raised her left leg, carefully placing his body behind her so that his cock could slide into her without much effort. When she felt him inside her, it felt so different, as if it was their first. It wasn’t. The idea that Catalina watched with her hands fondling her breasts and down below had gotten to her.

  It had gotten to both of them. Jackson f was making lover to her differently too, his thrust faster than usual while his groan reverberated through the walls. She reached behind her for his hair too, brushing them with her fingers and pulling him towards her as a way of asking for more of his new-found energy. A second later, Jackson pulled out his tool and placed himself between her thighs in a jiffy, his member deeply thrusting into her once more.

  “Oh, Jack….”

  There was no way she could mutter his name completely. There was no way she could breathe evenly either. She closed her eyes briefly after, only listening as the sheets rustled, indicating slow movements from Catalina. Her friend was inching closer, apparently getting more excited about everything she saw. While that happened, Ruth knew she neared her climax already. She could feel her ecstasy building from her backbone and finding its way towards her waist. It came eventually, her lips parting so she could catch her breath. Her body shook painfully, her breasts tingling with pleasure.

  Suddenly, when she thought her orgasm wouldn’t ever stop, Jackson stopped jerking, his thrust also coming to an abrupt stop. Was it over? She opened her eyes to view an entirely unexpected spectacle. Jackson wasn’t through. Catalina was right there, beside him; her elbows and knees on the floor while her ass went sky high, anticipating Jackson’s penetration.

  Ruth couldn’t resist it. Her fingers flew to touch herself immediately as Jackson rushed towards Catalina, mounting her from behind. He did the same thing with Catalina, thrusting deep and fast like a possessed animal.

  “Oh God! Here it comes!” as he licked the back of Catalina’s ear making her grin. A second later he had pulled out and both of the women's bodies felt the warm splash of his climax all over them and for a moment it seemed endless to the pair.

  Jackson’s groan echoed for long, accompanied by the fluttering sound of making love to her friend. Ruth closed her eyes once again, wondering how many orgasms she would have in one single round of sex. This time around, the sound of a moaning Catalina, her groaning lover and her own fingers digging deeper made her cum hard.

  Seconds later, the room echoed with their rhyming moans as each accepted a fully constructed climax that was to make their threesome an unforgettable encounter.

  If there was anything to assure Ruth of that, it was the satisfaction that was so obvious on Catalina’s face as she fell to the bed with a long sigh.

  ***

  Catalina left the bed with a sated smile on her face.

  “That was the somethin’ I won’t be forgettin’ soon and I have you two to thank for it!” she said, reaching for her clothes. She had never been one to dally after sex and Ruth Anne knew it.

  “I ain’t got words for what just happened,” Jackson said, apparently still reeling from the experience.

  Ruth Anne only beamed and reached for her clothes too. In another minute, they were all dressed.

  “I will go make coffee,” she said and left the room.

  Catalina knew what her friend was up to having left so Catalina could question Jackson and get to the bottom of the accusations against him.

  “It's about time I know more about what happened to you earlier. I know you aren't a thief, but about this holdup?" she asked reasonably.

  Jackson shook his head in confusion.

  “The stage wasn’t held up, Catalina. I didn’t see a soul all the way from Gillespie to Alamieda,” he told her.

  “Then you should have done admitted you left the coach unguarded,” she said in return.

  “But I didn’t. There was no reason to.”

  "Look, Jackson, you can come clean with me. You delivered a chest full of rocks."

  Catalina knew there was something going on. Either Jackson was lying to her which she highly doubted or something else entirely was going on. Either way, this had been dropped on her doorstep literally when the pursuit had entered Cedar Ledge and she was going to get to the bottom of it.

  Jackson was about to say something when Ruth flew in, horror on her face.

  “There is somebody outside, Cattie. They're coming in!” Ruth said urgently.

  Her words were promptly followed by the sound of someone pounding on the door of the little cabin. Frowning, Catalina turned towards the door and raced out of the bedroom followed by the other just as the front door flew open and the posse barged into the cabin with guns in hand.

  "Ah Hah! Didn't I say?" Kincaid beamed like the rogue he was. "When we searched the big ranch house and didn’t find them there or in the bunkhouses, I told you that they had to be somewhere on the property, didn’t I?” he finished triumphantly.

  “Yep, it’s just like we figured, boys. There is the mangy thief now. Grab him!” Percival said.

  Ruth Anne began crying softly, holding tight to Jackson.

  “Buck up, Ruth Anne. Tears won’t help and I am sure that the sheriff will make sure that Jackson gets a fair trial,” Catalina told her friend.

  The words were not for Ruth Anne alone. She was also telling the sheriff to do his duty or else … The man stared at her silently, getting her message.

  “I don’t care if your daddy is a judge!” Drummond turned to her angrily. "I always figured a place like this would be a den of iniquity. I done heard everything that goes on with you bunch of half-breeds. I especially heard stories about you, missy. Your kind belongs in a madhouse. Maybe I'll make it my business to see you find your way to one of them after this one is convicted."

  “Listen up, Percy,” Catalina said. The man was getting on her nerves with his ranting.

  “The name is Percival. Nobody is allowed to call me that!” Percival shouted.

  “Listen up, Percy. I double dog dare you to make another threat against me because if you do, I’ll smoke you so fast the next thing you’ll be doing is bein’ fitted for a pine box down at Regan and Blaise funeral parlor!” she snarled at the tall man.

  “You hear that, Sheriff!” Kincaid cried. “Miss Wilde just threatened murder against Mr. Drummond!”

  Catalina whirled on him. “Just who the fuck are you anyway?” her eyes ablaze with annoyance.” And who do you think you are searchin’ my home and buildin’s without any permission?!

  “I’m Mr. Drummond’s attorney that’s who! The name is Killian Kincaid and –”

  He never got to finish as Catalina flushed and without warning grabbed a hold of the lapels of his suit all covered in dust from the chase and yanked him forward savagely.

  “Holy mother of Mary! You’re Kincaid! The same bastard that saved Ian Oaksford from goin’ to jail!”

  “He was a client of mine. What is it to you?” he said angrily yanking himself free from Catalina’s grasp.

  “What’s it to me? He went on not only to beat my friend’s sister, but he’s now admitted to another murder besides that poor teller. The murder of his own wife … and none of that would have happened if you hadn’t helped him get free!” she raged as the rest of the room looked on in stunned silence.

  “I’d heard some wild story this morning about him supposedly making some type of insane confession like that. But we’ll never know now of course.”

  “What do you mean? What are you sayin’?’’

  “Haven’t you heard? My former client committed suicide in the Gillespie jail last night.”

  Catalina looked at Sheriff Knox who nodded his head in acknowledgment and
said, "Hung himself with a sheet. My deputies found him this morning."

  Processing the news, her shoulders slumped. Looks like I should have let that train take him out after all! She knew it was good Noelle would never have to face the man at his trial, but she didn’t like that he took the coward’s way out and didn’t have to stand in judgment. He’d hurt too many people and this peacock before her was partially responsible. As she glowered at him he turned to Knox.

  “Sheriff, what are you going to do about this threat we just heard this creature make?” Kincaid asked the lawman.

  “I ain’t gonna do nothing. If I arrested people every time they threw some bluster around, we would need two more jails. Now we got what we came for, and let’s be on our way!” the sheriff said.

  “This ain’t over, Percy. Count on it!” Catalina said as they took Jackson away.

  Ruth Anne was crying hard now, and Catalina had to hold her friend from running after the posse. As she consoled Ruth Anne, her mind went to what Jackson had said before the party barged in.

  Let’s see, she thought to herself. The stage wasn't held up or left unguarded, and still, Drummond's gold was gone. That was what Jackson had said, and she never figured him for a liar.

  Somehow, you’ve got to cipher this out and fast before the trial, Cattie.

  CHAPTER 7

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  HIGH COUNTRY

  RIM OF THE SAN DE CRISTO VALLEY

  Catalina left the town of Sundown feeling like it had been a productive day—and it was. Pretty Feet, her horse, was moving confidently, feisty as always, making the ride as exhilarating as ever. She was on her way back to Alamieda, having just finished conducting business with Aces in Axles Wagon Company in the town. It had been a busy morning tramping around the grounds of the company’s wagon collection. It had been productive despite the chatter of the president of the company, B. Howard Bryce.