Taming Texanna (16 page)

“What?”

Colton demonstrated by touching her bundle of nerves to her writhing responses. “Continue or be done?”

“No, I, um, please Colton, don’t make me say it.”

“Okay, honey, I won’t make you say it tonight. But I will someday soon. Lay still and let me make you feel better.”

She was panting and squealing. He knew he would take her so much further tonight, but a little taste might whet her appetite for something she had no idea about. Well, maybe she now had
some
idea about. He knew he shouldn’t give her pleasure after discipline but he couldn’t resist. He felt her tense and then she moaned a guttural sound that made him smile. She was trying to be quiet, but it was not working very well, and it was keeping her satisfaction just beyond her reach. He slapped her bottom and she yelled her release.
Yep, that’s more like it
.

***

As Colton and Texanna returned to the house, they saw dinner was done and had already been dished out to the children. Colton asked Mr. Trenton to step outside for a chat with him. Texanna grabbed onto her new husband and received a reassuring look but one that also demanded she let him handle this his way. She let her hand slide off his forearm and stepped back from the doorway. Colt rewarded her with a reassuring nod.

Texanna turned her attention to the other women in the household. She looked at the woman, Nada and asked how she was feeling. Nada gave her a tired but grateful look and took Texanna’s hand in her own, patting it and smiling weakly.

“Thank you.”Texanna understood all that statement meant and needed nothing else to reassure her that her earlier decision to help while upsetting to her husband for the perceived danger, was the right thing to do.

“You are so welcome,” she answered and returned the smile.

She followed that with a look at the women in her new family. Pia told Texanna that she needed to eat as well as Nada so she gave both a plate and shooed her from the serving chore she was trying to accomplish.

Texanna was playing with her food and spending more time talking to the children than eating anything even though she had not eaten since early morning. That is how Colton found her, chatting with the children as they finished their plates. After bringing Mr. Trenton over to sit by Nada, Pia filled both plates and handed them to the men. Texanna sent Pia and Kaku over to eat their own plates, refilling the children’s plates. After seeing no one else was ready for more, she sat back down.

Colton watched for a moment and then reached over to touch Texanna’s hand gently.“Eat, sweetheart. The children are sturdy if not as healthy as you would like. There is a plan and I think it is a good one. I’ll talk to you later, but for now, make me happy and eat.”

Texanna began to open her mouth but one look into his no nonsense face and she nodded, concentrating on looking as though she were eating. It worked for a few moments as the men spoke about the weather and the things that Colton needed to work on around the property that Mark Trenton would assist with.

However, Texanna’s mind kept returning to the more vulnerable ones in the room. She was no less worried as she watched Nada finish her plate but looked even more exhausted the longer she sat calmly next to her husband. Even the children had grown silent. She didn’t know much about the effects of hunger and inadequate daily care having been sheltered from the worst in life and not allowed to participate in much of the rest of it, Texanna looked over at Pia and Kaku.

Amazingly enough, those women simultaneously looked up and over at her as though she had called their names. Right at the next moment, her husband reached his hand over to her and picked up her fork and placing it in her hand. His message was clear. Texanna looked over at him and he nodded his head in encouragement and she tried again. It wasn’t that the food was not good, it was just her worry was greater than her hunger. And she knew things were going on that she couldn’t grasp yet and she was not privy to as of yet. Pia got up and grabbed Texanna’s plate and for some reason, Texanna got up to follow her. When they reached the kitchen, Pia spoke.

“Daughter, you’re worried about this little family. Do not worry. The men have worked it out. Ask your husband.”

“But, Nada is so ill looking. And the children are so quiet.”

“Ah, but Nada is strong and we have given her some herbs to strengthen her more. She’s not ready to give birth yet and she will be ready when it is time. And the children will be well tomorrow after more food, warmth, sleep, and loss of worry over their Pia.”

Pia pushed Texanna’s plate toward her and indicated she eat. She watched until her new daughter picked up the fork to place a small amount of food in her mouth.

“Was my son strict but kind?”

“What?” Texanna’s eyes grew large and wondered how much they heard from the barn.

“We heard nothing.”

There it was again, Pia could almost read her mind.

“I know my son.”

“Oh. So, you didn’t hear me?”

“No.” Pia waited for an answer to her first question and she got it in the blush that infused the bride’s face. “Good. Now, if you do not want the strict Colton to return, you must eat. If you wish to help this family, then you must show Colton that it’s not going to hurt you by helping them.”

“Oh. That makes sense with what he told me well before we came inside. I am just tired and not very hungry. I don’t want to waste food but I just don’t feel like eating much.”

Texanna tucked into her dinner and realized she was more hungry than she had thought and was just finishing when Colton walked by carrying his empty plate. Pia left the room after placing an encouraging hand on her daughter’s arm. Texanna marveled at the amount of communication everyone did without a word. She looked up into her husband’s eyes and waited for him to say something that would indicate his mood or his thoughts. She watched him put the plates in the wash bin. He reached for her empty plate and pointed to the stew pot. Texanna shook her head and watched him set her plate with the others. He reached down and placed his hands on either side of her face lifting it for his kiss.

Suddenly, it felt as though the whole, long, too long, day was crashing down on her and Texanna’s breath caught as his lips left their place on hers. She saw his face crease with a gentleness she was unfamiliar with before this man, causing the fat hot tears to race quickly down her face once again. How many times had that been today? Too many she thought as she hastily moved to separate from Colton and wipe her face, but he leaned down and kissed them from her cheeks, clearing the rest with his thumbs.

“Come on, baby. It has been a long day for everyone and we need to get every person bedded down. You go and wash up in our room and I’ll get the rest taken care of then I’ll be there. Check next to the hearth in our room for hot water in a metal bucket.”

Colton led Texanna toward their room and nudged her in that direction. She was so weary and tired that she would allow him to send her to bed like a child, this one time, she thought. But she knew she would do anything for him when he looked at her as he did just now and spoke so sweetly to her, as though he cared. She had an idea she knew what it would be like if Colton cared about her, cherished her. His Pia seemed to think he did but Texanna was not so sure. There had to be a reason her own pa didn’t care about her. Why would Colton if her own pa didn’t?

In the bedroom, she found the bucket near the fireplace holding water that was comfortingly hot. She poured cooler water from the pitcher into the bowl and added hot water with a dipper. Getting her nightgown out of the clothing bag she brought, Texanna washed, dressed, and after brushing out her hair she laid down on the bed for just a moment.

Texanna woke with a start and lay perfectly still for a time trying to gain her bearings. Something heavy was lying over her waist and her leg was pinned. As she frantically tried to make her brain answer the questions flying across it, she heard a child cry softly. Texanna attempted to push the arm off her waist and it snuggled her in as her breathing grew quicker and more shallow.

Colton whispered, “Shh, baby, it's Colton, you’re all right. I have you. You fell asleep on the bed before I came in and I didn’t have the heart to wake you so I covered you up. You’re just lost between asleep and awake. It is a world that can be pleasing or frightening.”

Oh, Colton, right
. It all came back to her.
And the cry is one of the little ones in the other room
. “Someone is crying.”

“I know, but they have their parents to handle that. You have me to take care of you. How are you now, have you crossed over?” His breathy whisper gave her comfort and she snuggled back into him, too shy to look at him in the dark.

“Mmmhmm.” She felt him kiss her cheek and run his fingers down her jaw sending her body into high alert.
What is he doing? Is he going to do that glorious thing that he did last night? Is it even seemly to do that?
At the thought, she tried to be very still. Her skin was hypersensitive. One part of her wanted him to think she had gone back to dreamland and the other part wanted no part of sleeping. He continued on with his touching and caress of her neck, down to her night rail top which seemed to stop his descent. Anna felt him reach under her gown, drawing it up, but he soon encountered her undergarment.

“Anna, let's take this off you.”

“What? No, no can’t we leave it on?” She couldn’t see his face but knew he wouldn’t be happy with that request. He had been so gentle, maybe he would allow it.

“Baby, I’m not leaving all of this on to make love to my wife. Now, take it off. I’ll help.”

“No, no, I’ll do it.” However, she was not able to make herself take off her things.

“Anna, roll over or lean up.” She could feel him reach back move so he could bend her forward while he unbuttoned the first few buttons, creating an opening large enough to place her head through comfortably. His breath hitched.

“You’re going to love this. I promise.”

He pulled the gown over her head and tossed it to the end of the bed and then reached up for the ties to her underpants, deftly removing them as well. They joined the gown below their feet. She quickly drew the quilt over her body. She marveled that he continued to caress her body below the quilt without making a fuss. “You are so beautiful.”

“Colton, please, it will hurt terribly and I will not love it at all.”

“Well, no disrespect to the person you heard that from, but they are mostly wrong. There will be a twinge and how much of one we won’t know until we get there, but then, I hope to have you so ready for me that it will be very minimal. The pleasure surrounding it will throw that memory to the sea.”

Her timid, tremoring voice whispered, “I’m scared.”

“Let me bring you higher than I brought you in the barn. Trust me, sweetheart.”

She nodded her head hesitantly and he took her breasts into his hands before dipping his head to touch the tip with his lips. He sucked it into his hot mouth before reaching for the other. It was an agonizingly slow process that Texanna could not believe the largeness of the feelings it produced. She heard herself moaning as the sensations overtook her. He kissed down her tummy and his tongue was hot and determined as it weaved its way down to her muff.

As Colton began to spread her legs and position himself between them, Texanna squealed and tried to close her thighs but he was prepared for her retreat. He shouldered his way in and spoke for the first time, his voice gravelly and intense.

“Do not close your legs, honey, I am going to show you how wonderful I can make you feel.” She tried to close them unbidden and Colton growled. “No. Open them.”

He forced them back and she yelped at the slaps landing on her inner thighs. They weren’t hard but she was so hypersensitive it was somewhere between, stingy bad and stingy good. She had no idea how it could be both. She remembered Colton spoke of good spankings, maybe that was this. Or like this.

And then he was touching her private area, first with his fingers, probing and fretting that same spot, and then he was touching her with his… with his tongue. She jerked and felt that stingy slap again. The feelings were building and were too much, too much.

“Please, Colton, please. It's too much. I can’t… I don’t…” she writhed with the sensations and still he continued to touch her, lick her, kiss and tease her womanly spot. She couldn’t stop that explosion from coming if she held the detonation plunger in her own hand. She let out a growing, earthy yell that Colton quickly covered with his mouth. His hand stayed on her excited button as he kissed her deeply. She could taste herself on his tongue and it was oddly enticing. She succumbed again. He rolled off her and gave her a moment before returning to her breasts now so sensitive she jumped at his touch.

“Whoa, baby, I know you want to settle a minute but this one time, it is better you don’t. I am going to worry you a bit more and before you find your release I will be inside you and you will be mine. Okay?”

She whispered a breathy sound of understanding before he worked on her tender spots again. She felt him position between her legs as he had earlier only he brought her legs up to rest around his waist as he slid in and out, methodically going ever closer to being fully entrenched in her slippery, hot, channel. He reached down and touched her button and she was climbing that mountain of excitement again. The next thing she acknowledged was a quick pain, the sting of resistance and then it was gone but she was so full she ached, and as that sensation passed, she felt him return to the rhythmic movements.

The explosion was different this time, almost painful in its release and she felt him enormous in her channel before hot fluid filled her and flowed out of her to fill the space between their bodies. He laid slightly on her and their sweat mingled as well as their nectars. She fell asleep from exhaustion while he softly caressed and kissed her gently.

Texanna awoke the next time to the soft watercolors intermingled with the dark blue of the retreating night and to her husband touching her skin almost reverently. Last night, when he took her virginity, the only present she had to offer him on his wedding day, he treated it as though there were nothing more priceless than that. As though he was honored by the offering, and she felt joyous in the giving, for he teased her special button, and her body exploded into glittering stars at the moment of his accepting her present.