Mail Order Bride for Two [Badlands 1] (Siren Publishing Menage Amour) (5 page)

“I understand. I’m ready to see my new home.”

“We’ll gather a few supplies before we leave and take two days to get back.”

“You don’t have to pamper me. I’ve just traveled for what seemed like forever on a train to get here. If you want to ride hard for a day, I’ll do it.”

Derek raised his head and opened his mouth to say something, but a loud knock on their door broke the mood and stifled whatever he was about to say.

Chapter 5

Derek felt Clarissa’s lovely body stiffen in surprise as Logan raised his head with an incredulous look on his face.

“Who the fuck is that?” he whispered.

He rolled his eyes and quietly returned, “How should I know?” Derek rolled from the bed and grabbed his clothes and gun belt up quickly. He caught Logan’s eye and pointed to the adjoining room. Another loud knock came and Logan nodded at Derek before he turned his head to the door and shouted. “Who is it?”

Derek slid quietly though the door connecting the two rooms shutting it behind him and listened as he put his clothes back on. The walls in this place did not offer too much privacy. Another reason he was ready to get back to their ranch.

“It’s me, Jasper. I need to talk to you and Miss Barnes.”

Damn it. What did that shyster want?

Logan’s surly response, “Her name is Mrs. Granger. Get the fuck away from my door. I’m on my honeymoon.”

“Be that as it may, there is the matter of the rest of the payment you owe me.”

Derek strapped his gun belt back on and opened the door of his room leading to the hallway.

Dilapidated bowler in hand, Jasper hunkered in the hallway with his ear pressed against the door to the room Logan and Clarissa were in like some sort of pervert.

He smoothed a hand through his hair hoping it didn’t look like he’d just been rolling around in bed and said, “Jasper, leave them alone.”

The lawyer squealed and jumped half a foot in the air away from the door.

Derek crossed his arms and leaned against the doorframe of his room. “What do you want?”

Jasper squared his body and advanced two steps closer still manhandling his hat. “You still owe me half of the payment for your bride.”

“Oh? Where is she?”

“What?” Jasper sent a puzzled glance over one shoulder at the door behind him. “She’s in there, I assume.”

“No. Not her. Where is Miranda Herrington? You know, Jasper, the woman we paid for you to go to New York and get for us.” Derek bore a gaze through Jasper angry enough to make him swallow hard.

“Well, I don’t rightly know. The conductor said she jumped off of the train.”

“To my way of thinking, we’ve already paid you a shitload of money for nothing in return.
You
weren’t responsible for bringing Clarissa Barnes to us. She came for someone else. And even then, you were about to send her on her merry way back to New York after Clyde was his usual asshole self and couldn’t wait.”

“Well…I…now see here—”

“Don’t waste your breath trying to connive a further fee from us that you didn’t earn, Jasper. Unless you produce the woman we contracted for then the deal is off.”

“But you married another woman.”

“Logan married Clarissa. I’m just a good friend of the family and I happen to co-own, live and work on the same ranch as Logan. We are partners, after all. Don’t go spreading rumors about Logan’s wife being anything but pure and proper, Jasper. That would be a mistake.” Derek punctuated his threat by lowering his hand to rest on the butt of his revolver.

Jasper eyed his gun hand and gulped a few times before he shuffled away to the back exit of the hotel.

Good riddance.

Derek stepped inside the extra room they’d acquired for appearances and shed his gun belt again. There was a private bath downstairs and he’d paid the owner in advance for the use of it for one night. Tonight was the night he had in mind. He strolled through the adjoining door in time to see Logan and Clarissa deeply entrenched in a seductive embrace and kissing as if the world were about to come to an end.

“Watching the two of you makes me horny.”

Clarissa startled, but Logan broke the kiss and laughed. “Good. Think now is a good time to arrange some private time in the bathing room?”

“You’re reading my mind,” Derek murmured.

Clarissa blushed and a timid smile emerged. He couldn’t wait to see her beautiful body covered in wet sudsy bubbles.

Perhaps they’d begin her introduction into darker sexual pleasures in the soapy steamy bath house room.

* * * *

Clarissa slid the provided robe off her shoulders revealing her nudity. The ends of the ties dragged the damp wooden plank flooring until she hung the soft garment on the large nail driven into the wall at eye level. Crossing her arms over her breasts, she turned and faced the two men offering the luxury of a private bath for her pleasure. At least they told her it would be pleasurable. After the day she’d spent in the arms of two very desirable men, she had no doubt pleasure would likely be involved in every aspect of her life going forward with the two of them.

After her first foray into the surprisingly enjoyable sexual antics between men and women, they’d taken her down to dinner. Polite conversation ensued throughout the meal without a hint of discussion revealing the decadent afternoon they’d spent in bed. She was grateful that they seemed to understand her shy nature with regard to intimacy in public. She learned more about their cattle ranch and the additional information that they also trained horses. Clarissa had never contemplated being a rancher’s wife. Of course she also hadn’t expected to be married to two men upon her arrival to the vast Dakota lands either. But the unexpected seemed to be the only thing she could count on.

Logan stepped carefully across the wooden planks in the bath house and proffered his hand and she stepped forward.

“Careful getting into the tub, honey, I don’t want you to slip.” He slid his arm around her waist and hugged her against his half-dressed frame. Skin to skin above the waist, she closed her eyes for a moment as lovely memories of the afternoon filled her mind. Never in her wildest imagination had she thought she’d enjoy the marriage bed, let alone sharing it with two men. For the first time in memory, Clarissa held hope for her future happiness. She vowed to leave her dark history in the past where it belonged.

He kissed the top of her head. “Check to see if the water is warm enough for you.”

She lifted her foot over the edge of the metal tub and toed the water. “It’s perfect. Thank you. I’ve never used such a grand space to bathe.”

“My pleasure.” His deep voice caressed her very soul. She turned her head and he kissed her lips

Logan helped her step carefully into the tub. She sat down and leaned her back against the towel covered slanted edge of one end. Sinking down until her chin brushed the bubbles, Clarissa couldn’t help the moan of utter delight, which escaped. Velvety warm water caressed every part of her skin and eased the bone deep ache of the long travel cross country.

The sexual pleasures she’d experienced had taken her by surprise. Her muscles ached in a good way. She cupped a handful of water and bubbles and drizzled it over her face. Followed by another and another, she soon scrubbed her face as the steamy scent of lemon filled the air around her.

“Lean forward and I’ll wash your hair.”

Clarissa leaned forward as he rubbed a cake of soap between his hands.

Derek approached the other side of the tub. “Let me help you do that.”

Between the two of them they soaked, lathered, gently scrubbed and finally rinsed her long hair. The whole process was completely divine in her estimation. She’d never had anyone take care of her personal bathing needs. If her mother ever did, Clarissa had no memory of it. She only remembered her mother being ill and she’d been the caregiver until she’d finally passed on when Clarissa was twelve.

“How about we help wash your lovely body now?” Derek whispered.

“All right.” Clarissa shifted and came up on her knees out of the still warm bath water. The water lapped against the lower edge of her buttocks and private parts in a most delicious way.

One on either side of her kneeling outside the tub, Logan and Derek took turns with the cake soap and lathered her from ear lobes to hips. Two sets of slightly calloused hands caressed, massaged and stroked her thoroughly. They rinsed her off and Derek leaned in to suck a nipple into his mouth.

Balanced on her knees in the warm water, she slid wet fingers through the locks of his hair at the back of his head. Her eyes slid shut as the suction of his lips on her sensitive nipple shivered her to her very soul. Logan soon put his mouth on her other nipple and sucked. Double the pleasure ran though her.

A low moan escaped her lips. The space between her legs gushed in readiness for what she now knew came next. Exquisite release. Logan released her nipple and trailed kisses to her neck. With one hand soon buried in her wet hair, he tilted her head back and put his lips on her mouth. She sent a hand to his face as his tongue scorched a path between her lips, exploring every nook and cranny.

So engaged in kissing Logan, Clarissa didn’t realize what Derek was up to until his fingers parted her lower lips seeking that small nub of pleasure. She moaned into Logan’s mouth as Derek found and rubbed her clitoris gently.

Logan’s free hand cupped her breast and his thumb slid over her nipple teasing the tip to the same rhythm as his tongue in her mouth.

Derek’s mouth came off her other nipple. He kissed her neck once beneath the sensitive place below her ear. He then blazed a steady path of kisses along her shoulder. Having two men pleasuring her was still a little shocking and likely would be for a long spell of time, but she was certainly getting used to it.

“I’d like to try something new.” Derek’s low tone caressed her ear.

Logan broke the kiss and smiled. “It might seem a little shocking at first, but eventually we think you’ll enjoy it.”

Clarissa didn’t think she could be any more shocked than she already was, but thus far they hadn’t lied to her. Gazing first at Derek and then at Logan, she nodded and said, “I trust you. I’m ready to try anything.”

Derek’s fingers dipped into her body. Logan’s hand joined his below and stroked her clitoris.

“Let’s get you good and wet to start off.”

She sucked in a deep breath as they manipulated her tender, sensitive flesh. Logan rubbed her clitoris and Derek moved his fingers in and out of her body simulating the act of sex without using his cock.

After only a few strokes her climax rushed up and caught hold with a burst of release so vivid, she had to hold in a scream. Warmth spread from her core and radiated outward to every limb. She held on tightly to each man as sublime pleasure rode over her body in waves. Soon, her body relaxed as her muscles gave way in depleted strength.

“I’m going to put my fingers in a different place to get you ready for some future pleasures.” Derek’s fingers, now wet from her release, moved away from her clitoris, past her vaginal canal and into a very dark and forbidden place.

Chapter 6

Derek thought he might come in his pants as the very idea of sliding his slick juicy fingers into Clarissa’s tight rosette. She jumped as his forefinger merely grazed the puckered dent of her back entrance.

“It’s okay. Don’t be afraid.”

She turned her amber gaze to his face with alarm in her expression. “I don’t know if I can do this.”

“Relax. We’ll make sure you’re ready before anything except our fingers go into this space.”