Her Prada Cowboy: McCulloch County Series #1 (23 page)

Inheriting her uncle’s Ranch shortly
after she got the promotion was a shock.  She did not want it, yet she could
not sell it.  His will bound her to accept and ensure its survival for at least
five years before she was allowed to sell it.

She gave instructions for the Ranch
manager to continue as before and left it at that.  Ranching was not up her
ally.  What possessed her uncle to give it to her, she would never know.

It was a year later that her life
became untangled.  She was set up and accused of theft and fraud. She was fired
without preamble.  She managed to prove her innocence, but in the Banking
Industry, allegations such as those stuck and they were not prepared to take
her back.  They believed, where there was smoke, there was fire and even though
she was innocent this time, what was to say she would be the next time.  Angel
was devastated.  All her hard work and dedication meant nothing.  She worked
sixteen hour days to get ahead and all for nothing.  In the Corporate world,
the charges ruined her career.

And ended her engagement to Jonathan
Brookes.  Thinking back, as she handed the reins to the stable hand that was
the least of what shattered her trust in what was fair.  Jonathan was a CA and
smoking hot, which was why she accepted his proposal.  When he ended it, she
was not even upset.  She already knew by then she did not love him.

She tried to keep her head held high,
but when her parents stumbled under social pressure and stopped inviting her to
their social parties, she gave up.  She could not find a proper job in Miami
apart from what she was totally over qualified for.

She tried and lasted in Miami for two
years thereafter.  Then she found herself arriving on the Little Prairie … her
Uncle’s Ranch she inherited, at the age of twenty eight.

She has been here a measly two weeks
and was actually starting to enjoy ranch life.  There was no rush, traffic was
a joy and most of all, she had no one she had to explain herself to.

Angel had full trust in Jadiah Butler,
the Ranch Manager who has been running the Ranch alongside her Uncle for the
past twenty five years.  The Ranch hands respected him and they managed to grow
their cattle head and profit every year.

She walked into the kitchen and smiled
at Jadiah where he sat chatting to Emma, the cook and housekeeper.  She has
also been on the ranch forever and rather bossy to say the least.

“’Bout time ye sassed that ass of
your’s home.  Where have ye been, dearie?”  She wanted to know the moment Angel
stepped foot in the door.

“Up the creek.  I wanted to watch the
sunset.”

“Gmphf, you know lass, you should tell
me when you’re ridin’ off.  What if som’thin’ happened and we didn’t know where
you went?”

“Sorry, Jadiah.  I’m not used to
telling people where I go.  I’ll make sure to tell someone in future.  What’s
for dinner, Emma?”

“Made some of that pasta stuff ye so
fond off. ‘Cause that is way too light for the likes of this here lump of
bones, so I made some steaks and potatoes as well.  Oh … and that green leaves
and tomatoes you always eat.”

“Salad?”

“Dearie that be no damn salad.  Proper
Texan salad fills your belly real nice, not float on the top like them green
leaves do.”

Dinner was a nice affair.  Full of
Texan slang, which Angel still does not always catch the meaning off.  Jadiah
and Emma kept snapping at each other, but underneath they had soft looks to lessen
the sting.

Angel went to her room for a long
bubble bath and a proper ‘de-hair’ session.  She dried her hair and left it
hanging loose down her back.  Standing in front of her cupboard she decided to
take a leaf out of Noah’s Blondie’s book and pulled out a long loose maxi
dress.  It tightened around her neck with a golden chain and flowed softly to
her feet.  She drew it over her head and clipped in the chain.

She was naked underneath.  Angel has
never felt so wicked, so wanton as she did right at that moment.  She has never
wanted a man as badly as she wanted Noah Cutter.

Damn!  Condoms!  I hope he remembers! 
Lots of them! 

She sprayed a fresh Jasmine flavored
perfume over her body and slipped on a pair of white sneakers.  Sneaking away
in a white flowing dress might be a bit tricky, but nothing was going to keep
her from that creek.

Just thinking of that hot and wild
kiss they shared had heat flush down her body and wet her thighs.

Half past eleven she trotted her horse
bareback away from the Ranch house in the direction of the creek.  The bright
full moon offering more than adequate light for her to find her way.  It was
the one place on the ranch she knew how to find with her eyes closed.

Writing
as Linzi Basset

Look out for The Metallic Dragon Series

The
sweetest smell of Jasmine woke him from his deep sleep.  His one eye opened and
the large round, gold colored eye searched the cave chamber.  It was pitch
black, but the smell got stronger.  Woke more than just him. It woke the demand
to find his mate that has been hounding him for centuries.  He rose in his full
glory and stretched his muscles.  The massive golden form slowly shriveling
until a large muscled man stood in its wake.  He was naked, his muscles
rippling as he walked to the entrance of his sleeping chamber. 

He
hesitated.  A slither of light was discernable in the front chamber.  The smell
of Jasmine awakened every cell in his body to instant arousal.  His cock rose
and he groaned when it kept rising until he nearly bent in two from the painful
arousal.

“Ouch!  Shit!  No …no, no!  You can’t
die now!”

The husky voice rasped straight to his
chest, where eager claws reached out and grasped it, demanding harshly.

Go find her! She is ours!  Now!  You
have to make her ours!  Now!

Easy Draego.  One does not jump a
human female’s bones.

She is not a female!  She is ours. 
Our mate!  You have to mark her.  Now!

Zaluc has never felt such need ripple
through him as he did at that moment.  It was so strong it nearly crippled
him.  He walked through the chamber entrance and shocked to a halt.  His
dragon’s sight even stronger in the dark as in the light of day.  She was
absolutely exquisite.  Her hair was long, thick and a dark, tawny golden
color.  Her body …
holy shit
… she was tall with long, supple muscled
legs, encased in a tiny denim short and a top that stretched over very full and
round, heaving breasts.

She had the face of an angel, her
almond shaped eyes were a surprising violet color that currently darted
fearfully around her in the pitch dark.  Perfectly arched eyebrows structured
into her small nose that flared over full, plump lips that were slightly
spread, showcasing her even white teeth.  She took deep, choppy breaths,
desperately thumping the flashlight in her hand.

He made a sweeping movement with his
hands and her clothes fell from her body.  She screamed and desperately tried
to cover her breasts and the treasures between her legs with her hands.  The
torch thumped to the floor of the cave.

Zaluc took a deep calming breath.  The
smell of Jasmine now raging through his senses, nearly driving him insane.

Now!  Fuck her now!

He closed his eyes and concentrated to
shut out the voice and his desperate demands.  He knew if he didn’t, he would
seriously hurt the beautiful woman he believed to be his true life mate.  The
tattoo on his chest pulsed as if coming alive.

No!  I want to feel too!

You’ll get the chance, but now, I have
to do this slowly.

Nooo!  I want … noo!

He stalked closer to the woman and
stopped a mere step from her and breathed deeply.  He smelled her fear, but the
smell of Jasmine was now so strong, his whole body started shaking.

Amber screamed when hard and strong
arms suddenly picked her up and started walking deeper into the cave.  She
struggled violently, fear crippling her.

“No!  Let me go!  Who are you?  NOO!”

She was lowered onto a soft bed and
her shivering naked body was immediately covered by a large, hard and muscled
body.  A male body … a very male body.  She struggled violently when she felt
the massive ridge press against her stomach.

“Please, I beg you!  Let me go!”

He did not speak.  He just held his
muscled body still on top of hers.  His hard body heated hers in an instant. 
His head lowered.  He pulled the soft skin just above her nipple in his mouth. 
His teeth sharpened and he bit into her soft breast, directly into the small
pulsing vein. 

Amber screamed at the stinging pain
and then heat seared her breast.  It felt as if a blow torch was blowing into
her breast.  Zaluc tasted the sweetness of her blood in his mouth and he
trembled.  He breathed one breath of his Dragon’s fire into her and forced his
demanding dragon back.  He pulled his teeth back and sucked on her blood before
he swept his tongue over the puncture marks, sealing them.

Amber’s body heated and she felt a
need build inside her, her core, her loins and suddenly she writhed in need
against him.  Sexual need!  A need so strong she gasped in agony. 

“What … oh God, what are you doing to
me!  Please … oh!”

Amber gasped and arched her body into
his hot lips that slowly kissed their way down the center of her body, to flick
a tongue so rough and so hot, it felt like fire, over her quivering clit.  She
screamed when his lips locked around her clit, rolling his tongue around the
tip and sucking sensually. Suddenly his rough fingers rubbed her clit and his
tongue speared deep into her pussy.  She nearly exploded, but his tongue was
back and folded around her clit.  She keened, then cried out in fear.

His tongue felt like flames licking
around her clit, forcing the raging need inside her higher.  His tongue was
split at the end.  He folded his tongue around her clit in a strong rubbing
motion, pressing and tightening around it, making the tip swell out above it. 
His tongue tightened around her clit, forcing it larger, swelling and quivering
and then he rubbed it with the tips of his split tongue.  Alternating with
stabbing it.  She jerked against his mouth and felt her climax building to such
intensive pressure she spurred him on.

“Oh God!  What are you!  What are you
doing!  Oh … Please!  More!  I need more!  Ooohh!” 

Amber trembled in fear and desperate
need.  She did not know which was the more intense.

Oh dear Lord, what was he?  He can’t
be human!  I need him!

Just as she felt her climax starting
to tremble inside her he stopped and licked her clit slowly, his tongue flat
and … whole.  She screamed with need, her whole body shaking.

“No!  Don’t stop!  Take me!  Oh Lord,
make it stop!”

The next moment his tongue speared
back inside her pussy.  He swirled it all around the sides.  He settled deep
between her legs and lifted her legs over his shoulders.  Amber clutched at the
soft bedding below her, breathing hard and erratically.

“Oh Lord!  I need to come!  Please!”

His tongue quivered inside her. Amber started
mewling when she felt it expand and fill her, stretching her.  His rough
fingertips rubbed her clit, softly, then harder. 

She arched in a bow and screamed so
loud the sound echoed through the cave as her orgasm ripped through her.  Yet,
she kept thrashing against him, feeding it higher, herself.  Her voice hoarse
and breathless with need.

“More!  Give me more!”

Triple pleasures rippled through her
as his tongue slapped …
oh lord
… slapped against her G-spot.  She cried
out fearfully when she felt his tongue expand further, stretching her wider and
gasped for breath when it lengthened to lick tenderly at her womb.  Her inner
muscles still milking and clamping around his tongue.  The strong need just
kept building, burning higher and stronger.

She looked down at him between her
legs, but it was pitch black inside the chamber.  Amber was desperate to see
him.  Then she gasped when he looked up.  Two large, round, glowing golden eyes
with narrow elongated black pupils locked with hers.

“Oh God no!  What are you?”

Then she screamed when he licked her
womb and slapped ruthlessly and hard against her G-spot with his tongue.  She
had the most shattering climax that completely crippled her.  He ignored her
screams and kept feeding on her juices.  He held her down and her struggles to
escape him was in vain.  She kept climaxing and when she no longer managed to
breathe, she screamed hysterically at him to stop.

He did not heed her pleas, and Amber
quivered around him. 
Oh Lord, how could he do this with his tongue!
  He
slapped harder against her G-spot and started to alternate it with rubbing it,
all the while gently licking her womb.

Amber writhed against his mouth, her
body still shaking from the climax when another shattered her.  His rough
fingers rubbed faster and harder on her clit.  She screamed in fright when she
started squirting.  He went wild.  His tongue slapped and swirled inside her,
driving her climax higher and higher.   He got what he was after … he kept her
squirts going until she had no more to give … or so she thought.  Her pussy
pulsed nonstop and the nerve bundle was so swollen she could swear she felt
it.  His rough fingers on her clit had her so sensitive she tried tearing his
hand away. He caught them in his one hand … and … started again.

She screamed over and over, begging
and pleading.  Not for him to stop, but to give her more.  Zaluc feasted as he
has never feasted on a woman before.  He pushed the worry that she might not be
strong enough to withstand his dragon’s flame he breathed into her, to the back
of his mind.  He had to test her, which was why he gave her only a small
taste.  A small taste that should not burn so high as it did.  Lord, how would
she feed him if he gave her all!  He pushed deeper inside her, wanting to touch
her heart through her pussy.

“Oh, harder!  I need more … MORE! 
Damn you!  What have you done to me?”

Amber, who has never squirted before,
suddenly could not stop.  His rough fingertips and his wicked tongue kept her
climaxing for hours.

How was this even possible?  How is he
making me do this?

He swallowed every drop she
released.   Eventually she passed out from the heat and the intense pressure in
her brain.  Zaluc rumbled with annoyance, but did not stop and kept feeding on
her until she came to.  Now she cried, tears running down her cheeks, yet her
body could not deny him and she kept climaxing with every demand of his tongue
inside her.

“Yes … deeper!  It’s not enough!  Damn
you it’s not enough!  I need more!  Fuck me!  You have to fuck me!  Hard!  Oh please,
I beg you!” 

Zaluc was in no hurry, he was enjoying
her taste too much.  Four hours since he started he pulled his tongue from her
pussy to crawl up her body.  He was amazed at her reaction to his dragon’s
flame.  She was burning with a need equal to a full Dragon’s mating breath! 
Her body kept demanding, burning for the release only he could offer.  His cock
entered her already stretched pussy and his well-endowed size smoothed easily
inside her.  He kept still once inside and then growled so loud she cried out
in fear.  He started to expand inside her, just like his tongue did.  She
panted as he stretched her wider and wider until she screamed in fear.

“Stop!  Oh Lord, please! You’re going
to tear me apart!  Stop, it’s too much! Oh … no, don’t stop!” 

Yet amazingly, he did not tear her. He
stopped and stroked her cheeks, her breasts and suckled her nipples until she
started writhing against him, irrespective of her fear.  He stopped her by
pressing her deeper into the bed.  The moment her body went quiet he expanded bigger
still, she stretched, he expanded more, she stretched more.  She keened
fearfully. She has never felt so completely full as she did right then.  In the
end she did not know how her body accommodated him, yet it felt so right.  As
if he belonged there!  She panted fearfully, yet desperate to end the burning
fire that now raged uncontrollably through her core. 

“Please no more!  You’ll kill me!”

Her hands clawed desperately at the
bedding below her.  His golden eyes glowed down at her.

“What are you?  Oh God, what are you?”

He caressed her cheeks soothingly with
his rough fingertips.  His voice rasped in her ear.

“I am a man, angel…your man.  Only my
true mat … woman can accommodate me.  I had to know … I only wanted to check …
and now … now I find I can’t stop.” 

“No … yesss …”

“Feel me angel.  Touch me … I am only
a man.”

Her hands lifted and trailed over hard
muscled arms and wide shoulders, over a strong and massive muscled back.  He
growled with every stroke of her hands.

“I have more to go … angel of mine …
will you let me?”

“No!  I can’t!  It already feels as if
I’m on the verge of tearing apart!”

“Believe me angel … you can, much
more.  Very well.  We’ll leave it for next time.”

Amber writhed against him, desperate
for release of the fire raging inside her.

“Make it stop!  I beg you!” 

He withdrew slowly and she whimpered,
feeling the friction of the massive cock against every crevice inside her.  He
plunged back in, just as slowly and she released her breath when she could
still take him. He kept the slow steady pace.  His cock rubbed against her
g-spot with every in and out motion.   It felt …
oh Lord
… as if there
was a finger slapping against her G-spot all the time.  She panted and thrashed
against him when the pressure inside her built to such intensity she felt her
whole body tighten in anticipation.