Van, Becca - Coming Home (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (11 page)

“But I don’t like wearing dresses,” Bella wailed. “I only like to wear pants.”

“Baby, you can have all the pants and shirts you want, but I would like you to pick out a couple of dresses. You can’t be wandering around town in pants all the time. You’re going to cause a riot, and we may end up having to shoot someone for ogling that sweet little ass of yours. Besides, think of the fun we can have with you in your dress with nothing else beneath it,” Clint said with a waggle of his eyebrows. “Now, I want you to pick out everything you need, boots, drawers, anything at all, and don’t worry about the cost. Okay?”

“Okay. Thanks, Clint,” Bella replied then got to work picking out a wardrobe.

By the time she’d finished, Adam had been to the stables, hired a wagon, and the three men had it loaded down with supplies. Bella found a small bolt of white canvas that had been discounted since there wasn’t enough material to make a garment of clothing. She added that to the pile, as well as some string and cotton.

The three brothers took Bella to the saloon for a meal, and she found herself staring about the place rather than concentrating on the food. She was disappointed she didn’t get to see any of the prostitutes but guessed it was still too early in the day for them to make an appearance. Once the finished eating, Clint suggested she hire a room so she could take a bath and change into one of her pretty dresses. Bella agreed, looking forward to another bath. Bella was led up to a room, a bath waiting for her in front of a low fire. She stripped out of her borrowed clothes and sank down into the warm water with a groan. The water was heavenly, the warmth seeping into the tight muscles of her thighs and buttocks. She washed herself quickly, dried off, and began to get dressed. She picked up a cotton chemise and pantaloons, donned them, and then pulled the dress over her head. She made quick work of doing up the tiny buttons running over the length of her bodice. She smoothed her skirts out, finger-combed her hair, and shook it back over her shoulders. She looked around for a mirror and was disappointed when she couldn’t find one. She would have loved to see what she looked like wearing clothes from a different century. She gave a mental shrug, took a deep breath, and opened the door.

Bella looked around for her men as she came down the stairs. She smiled when she spotted them and knew they’d cleaned up, as well, as their hair was still damp. She was careful to pick up her skirts so she wouldn’t trip and headed down the steps. When she looked up again, she found Clint, Adam, and Marcus standing at the bottom of the stairs gaping at her.

“What? Do I look that bad?” Bella asked, worrying her bottom lip with her teeth.

“Darlin’, you are gorgeous,” Marcus said.

“The most beautiful woman I have ever seen,” Adam exclaimed.

“Baby, you’re hot. I’m going to order some more white dresses for you so I can rip them off,” Clint said, his usual abruptness showing through.

“Do you really think so?” Bella asked, uncertain, then turned her gaze on Clint. “And don’t you dare rip any of my dresses.”

“Adam, get your gun out of its holster. You’re to shoot anyone who gawks at our woman,” Clint bit out. “Come on, baby. We have an appointment.”

“We do? Where are we going?”

“You’ll see soon enough,” Clint replied and took her hand.

They were leading her in the direction of the church. She couldn’t remember what day it was, but even if it was Sunday, it was way too late to be attending a church service. Marcus and Adam held the doors open, and Clint led her inside. Bella followed along blindly, blinking to help her eyes adjust to the dim interior of the church after the bright sunshine outside.

When Bella’s eyes adjusted, she noticed the minister standing in front of the altar. She looked from the minister to Clint and saw all the love he had for her shining out from his eyes. Her hand still in his, he got down on one knee, brought her hand up against his cheek then down to his mouth, and kissed her palm.

“Bella, I love you very much. Would you do me the honor of marrying me?”

Bella was flabbergasted. She’d had no idea Clint was going to do this, and as much as she wanted to say yes, she couldn’t. She loved all three of the Aldridge brothers equally and didn’t want to hurt any of them by choosing one over the other. She wished Clint had asked her when they were alone so she could give him his answer without hurting his feelings. She looked over to the minister and was grateful to see him moving away to a door behind the altar. She waited until he disappeared and closed the door quietly behind him.

“Clint, I love you so much. I would love to marry you, but I can’t. I can’t choose between the three of you. I love Marcus and Adam just as much as I love you. You can’t expect me to choose.”

Clint rose to his feet and motioned his brothers forward. They surrounded her with their bodies and heat, offering her comfort when she was in such turmoil.

“Baby, we have discussed this between the three of us and decided since I am the oldest, if you will accept us, you will marry me on paper. But you will be married to all of us in our hearts. Please, Bella, will you marry us?”

Bella threw herself at Clint, tears of happiness streaming down her face. “As God is our witness, I will love all of you and marry all of you today. I want to spend the rest of my life by each of your sides. Yes, Clint, I’ll marry you, Adam, and Marcus.”

“Baby, you won’t regret it. We’re gonna make you so happy. Adam, go and haul the preacher back out here. He has a wedding to perform.”

Bella took Clint’s proffered hand in hers and stepped up to his side. She saw Marcus rush off to the rectory to get the minister. She stood beside Clint as if in a dream. She listened to the traditional words of the wedding ceremony and tears spilled out over her cheeks. The minister asked the prerequisite words and she heard Clint answer them with heartfelt clarity.

Sun was streaming through the colorful leadlight windows and she felt so much peace and contentment, but also so full of love. She could see Adam and Marcus looking at her as they stood by their brother’s side, and she saw their lips moving with Clint as they silently repeated the words their brother did. Bella turned toward the preacher and waited for him to recite the words she would need to say. She was so overcome with emotion her chest and throat were tight.

When it came to her turn she had to keep clearing her throat to get to words out through a throat tight with emotion, but she managed it in the end. And then she felt him sliding a ring onto her finger. She looked down at her hand to see a beautiful sapphire-and-diamond ring gracing her finger.

The minister announced them as man and wife, and Clint gathered her close and kissed her with so much love and emotion she ended up sobbing into his mouth. He held her steady but released her, and the sight of him laughing with joy filled her to overflowing with love. She wasn’t surprised when Adam and then Marcus pulled her to them and kissed her soundly. Her cheeks heated with embarrassment, and she turned to look at the minister but sighed with relief when she saw his back was to them. The preacher turned to her and Clint, and they signed the necessary paperwork, declaring them as man and wife, and then Bella followed her husband as he clasped her hand and led her outside.

* * * *

Bella walked away from the church in a daze. It still hadn’t sunk in that she was now Mrs. Clint Aldridge. Clint led her by the hand back to the loaded wagon waiting for them. When they reached the buckboard, Clint spun Bella around, swept her back over the arm at her back, and kissed her soundly. When he let her up, she could feel heat beginning to tinge her cheeks and looked around to see if anyone was watching. The sheriff gave her a hard stare but tipped his hat to her in courtesy. Bella inclined her head as she glared at the man. Then she clutched Clint’s shoulders as he lifted her up into the wagon. She settled herself on the hard wooden seat and stared down at the sparkling sapphire and diamond set in the gold ring on the ring finger on her left hand.

They were heading home, and Bella couldn’t wait to get her husbands’ into bed.

Chapter Eleven

They arrived back at the ranch just at dusk. Adam swept Bella out of the wagon and carried her up the steps to the deck where he proceeded to hand her over to Marcus. Marcus carried Bella into the house and set her down on her feet, pulled her in, and devoured her mouth. He eased back after a moment, both of them breathing heavily as Marcus rested his forehead against Bella’s.

“Why don’t you get a simple supper ready while I help unload the supplies? Don’t go making anything too fancy, darlin’. We have plans for you tonight,” Marcus advised Bella, then drew away to head on out.

Bella made quick work of changing into the borrowed clothes she’d tucked under her arm before she was carried inside then went back to the kitchen to start a simple supper of toasted roast beef sandwiches. By the time her husbands sauntered into the kitchen, their arms full of bags of flour and sugar, Bella had a stack of sandwiches warming on the stove.

She ogled her men’s asses as they walked by to the pantry cellar and caught Adam smirking back over his shoulder at her. She gave him a saucy grin and shrug, and turned back to the griddle. She had everything ready to go when they had finished bringing in the last of the supplies.

They all sat down at the table to eat the simple fare, but Bella was too excited to more than pick at the food.

“Why did you change out of your pretty dress, baby?” Clint asked after swallowing the food in his mouth.

“I didn’t want to get it dirty or have you ripping it off,” Bella said with a glare.

“Aw, honey, you ruin all our fun,” Adam said with a smirk.

“That’s the first pretty dress I’ve ever owned. I wasn’t about to let any of you ruin it.”

“Why didn’t you have other dresses, baby?” asked Clint.

“I couldn’t afford them. I was raised in foster homes most of my life, and the people who took me in were more interested in lining their own pockets than what I did or didn’t have to wear.”

“Where were your parents, darlin’?” Marcus asked gently.

“They were killed in a bank holdup when I was a toddler. The welfare department was called in when they didn’t come to pick me up from day care, and I was moved from house to house, living with strangers until they got sick of me and sent me away again.”

“Shit, what is wrong with the people in your time? Don’t they know the value of children?” Clint asked, indignant on Bella’s behalf.

Bella reached over to give Clint’s hand a pat, tears in her eyes that he cared about her even when he hadn’t known she existed.

“Things are different in my time. There are a lot of people who care for their kids more than anything, but there are some who just don’t seem to care at all,” Bella said with a sigh. “I don’t know how I came to be here, but I’m so glad I found you all.”

“We are, too, baby. No, leave the cleanup. We’ll help you in the morning. Right now it’s time for bed,” Clint said, scooping Bella up into his arms.

Bella laughed as he practically ran to the bedroom.

Clint eased Bella down the length of his body, making sure she felt his hard cock as he did so. Bella purred and arched her hips, making sure her mound connected with his turgid flesh. He eased her back onto the bed. Clint stood staring down at her for a moment, and then as one, they moved to her. Their hands were everywhere—on her shirt, pulling her sneakers off, and at the waistband of her pants.

Bella waited for their reaction when they found she wore no underwear.

“Hot damn, woman, if I’d have known you didn’t have any skivvies on, I would have fucked you on the dining table,” Adam rumbled, pulling her trousers off over her feet.

“Well, I’m glad you didn’t know. The bed is much more comfortable,” Bella replied with a smile and wink.

Bella watched as her three men concentrated on removing their own clothes now that they had her naked. Adam was the first to finish and crawled onto the bed, spreading her thighs to make room for himself. He didn’t wait for his brothers. He dove right in. He hooked her limbs up over his arms and lifted her legs up and out so she was spread wide open to his eyes. He gave her a heated stare as he bent his head toward her weeping cunt.

The first touch of his tongue made her buck her hips up into his mouth, eager for more of the pleasure he could bestow on her. He must have been in the mood to oblige her demands, because he opened his mouth wide, nearly covering the whole of her cunt, and sucked. Bella screamed in climax, her body shaking, her pussy gushing. Her eyes slid closed as the last pleasurable contraction faded away. They were going to kill her with pleasure before the night was over if they gave her any more orgasms like Adam had just given her. She was totally blown away.

“Don’t you dare go to sleep on us, honey. That was just an appetizer. The night’s just begun,” Adam said with a wicked chuckle as he sat up and crawled up between Bella’s legs. He scooped her up into his arms, supporting her back with one muscular arm, and pulled her over his lap.

“Take my cock, wife,” Adam demanded, holding his cock up for Bella to sit on.

Bella eased down onto Adam’s cock, her cunt muscles clenching as she enveloped his hard flesh. She moaned at the exquisite feel of him buried deep inside of her wet sheath. She began to ride him using her thighs. She moved over him, up and down, making his cock slide in and out of her vagina. She let out a groan of frustration as Adam grasped her hips and held her still, his cock buried to her cervix. Then she gave a squeak as she felt a large, slick finger caressing the sensitive skin of her ass.