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  Slick Rock 10

  Triple M Ranch

  Cashmere Woodall is infatuated with the Double M Ranch foreman, Harry. When she finds out he is gay and in a relationship, she is embarrassed.

  Bruce, Cain, and Danny Morten are overseeing the ranch while the owners are on vacation. The three men are so sexy and handsome she can’t keep her eyes off them. When Cash is assaulted on a night out, the three men decide to watch over and protect her. She is the woman they have been waiting for and begin to woo her. Although the men know she has feelings for them, she tries to keep them at arm’s length, but they are determined to win her over.

  When Cash goes missing, none of the men know who has taken her. It’s a race against time to save her, and when they do they aren’t about to let her out of their sight again.

  Can the three men convince her they are the right men for her?

  Note: There is no sexual relationship or touching for titillation between or among siblings.

  Genre: Contemporary, Ménage a Trois/Quatre, Western/Cowboys

  Length: 43,434 words

  TRIPLE M RANCH

  Slick Rock 10

  Becca Van

  MENAGE EVERLASTING

  Siren Publishing, Inc.

  www.SirenPublishing.com

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  TRIPLE M RANCH

  Copyright © 2013 by Becca Van

  E-book ISBN: 978-1-62740-680-2

  First E-book Publication: September 2013

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  Table of Contents

  Title Page

  Copyright Page

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  Chapter Eleven

  Chapter Twelve

  About the Author

  TRIPLE M RANCH

  Slick Rock 10

  BECCA VAN

  Copyright © 2013

  Chapter One

  Cashmere Woodall glanced from beneath her eyelashes and watched the denim stretch over Bruce Morten’s ass when he picked up another bale of hay and then lifted it with ease.

  A shiver worked its way up her spine and she looked away from the man’s delectably beefy ass. Bruce, or Brutus, as his family and friends affectionately called him, had been working in the barn for the last hour and for some reason she had a hard time keeping her eyes off of his hugely muscular body. The man was so tall he had to duck every time he walked through a doorway and his shoulders were so wide it was touch and go whether they’d fit through the space between the wooden doorframes. His eyes were as brown as his hair and he had so much muscle he should have looked awkward, but he moved with an easy lope which seemed to belie his strength.

  He and his brothers Cain and Danny were running the Double M Ranch while the owners, Clay and Johnny Morten and their wife, Tara, as well as their two kids, took a much-needed long vacation.

  Cash had started working on the ranch a little over a year ago to look after the horses. She loved her job because she loved horses more than people. She’d learned a long time ago that she couldn’t depend on anyone but herself. People could be cruel and selfish but animals never had a bad word to say and showed their affection in so many ways. Love from an animal was unconditional with no underlying scheme or agenda. Cash ran the brush over the bay’s silky coat. It always soothed her when she was brushing down one of the horses.

  A noise near the entrance to the barn drew her attention and she bit her lip when she saw Harry Staff walking in. Harry was a very nice man and Cash had a bit of a crush on the other ranch hand but he never once looked at her as a man interested in a woman. He wasn’t tall for a man, standing at around five foot seven, and he wasn’t bulging with muscle, but he was handsome enough and she wasn’t intimidated by him in the least. She watched his loose-limbed gait until he disappeared into the tack room near the back of the barn. Movement near the stack of hay drew her gaze and she blushed when she found Bruce looking at her with a frown. Heat crept up her cheeks and she quickly lowered her eyes and went back to grooming her charge.

  Cashmere was on the small side for a female at five foot two, so any male who was heading toward the six foot mark or beyond tended to worry her. From her experience big men used their strength to hurt women and she tried to keep away from them. Although Clay and Johnny Morten were big men she wasn’t worried about them hurting her. Those two men were so in love with their wife, Tara, and treated her like she was a queen.

  Harry came back out of the tack room with a bridle in hand and when his gaze met hers he gave her a smile. That smile seemed to light up his whole face and made him look younger than his thirty-something years. Cash bit her lip and watched him until he’d disappeared.

  “You know, he’s never going to look at you the way you want him to.”

  Ca
sh glanced over her shoulder to see Bruce watching her from his seat on a bale of hay.

  “Wh–What?” Cash stuttered and frowned because goose bumps erupted over her skin and she had to concentrate really hard so it wouldn’t show. Why is my body reacting to him? Bruce’s voice had such a deep cadence it washed over her like warm molasses. Yes the man was handsome and sex on legs but she wasn’t attracted to him at all. She was drawn to Harry. Wasn’t she?

  “Haven’t you seen the way he and that other guy…David look at each other?” Bruce scratched his jaw with a huge hand and then pinned her with his eyes.

  “What are you trying to say?” Cashmere snapped.

  “Harry’s gay, sweet cheeks.” Bruce rose to his feet and slowly walked toward her. Because he was so tall, it only took him three steps to reach the outside of the stall she was currently working in.

  “You don’t know that.” She backed up and moved so that Star, the bay mare she was grooming, was between her and Brutus.

  “It’s true,” another deep gravelly voice chimed in.

  Cashmere had been so intent on keeping her eye on and space between her and Bruce she hadn’t noticed anyone else enter the barn. She turned to glare at the interloper and her heartbeat picked up. Cain Morten was leaning nonchalantly against the open gate to the stall and was staring at her. Cain wasn’t as big as Bruce but he was still hellaciously huge. Where Bruce had to be six foot seven or eight, Cain was only around six five. Cash gave a mental snort. Only was an understatement, especially when the top of her head didn’t even reach their shoulders.

  “What’s going on?” Danny Morten, Cain’s twin brother, said as he too walked toward the stall.

  “We were just trying to tell Cashmere that Harry preferred men,” Cain explained.

  Danny and Cain were identical twins. They stood at the same height, had the same colored light brown hair and hazel eyes, and their physiques were mirror images, strong and muscular, but Cash had no trouble telling them apart. She could see a slight difference between the two men. Cain had a slight tilt to his lips that Danny didn’t and Danny had a small scar above his left eyebrow. Their personalities were different, too. Cain was arrogant and authoritative, where Danny was impatient and always in a rush. Bruce was the one that made her more nervous out of all three of them. He didn’t talk much but when he did she couldn’t help but take notice. His voice was one of the deepest timbres she’d ever heard and although he was always polite and tried to speak gently, at least around her, he was impossible to ignore.

  “You shouldn’t go around saying such things, Cain. If you’re wrong you could hurt someone.”

  Cain and Danny gave each other a look and then glanced at Bruce. Cash had no idea what was going on but she didn’t like the gleam in the three men’s eyes.

  Harry came sauntering back into the barn, gave them a curious look but didn’t say anything. He took the bridle back to the tack room and came out again. Cashmere hoped he hadn’t heard what the Morten brothers were saying because if they were wrong he could be highly offended. Cash had no problem with how other people lived their lives or what their sexual orientation or kink was. As long as everyone was consensual then why shouldn’t they live their lives the way they wished? But she thought they were wrong about Harry.

  Harry stopped on the outside of the stall she was in and the corner of the next one. He looked a little worried but he gave her a tentative smile. “They’re right Cash. I thought you knew David and I were in a relationship? But who said I only liked men?” He glared at the other three men. “I like women, too. Does that bother you?”

  “No.” Cash sighed and bit her lip, all the while wondering why she didn’t feel hurt. She was disappointed to learn that there would never be anything other than friendship between her and Harry, but she valued their relationship.

  Harry turned to look at the three Morten brothers. “Can you give us a minute?”

  Bruce looked concerned but he gave a nod and began to leave. Cain and Danny scowled at Harry as if in silent warning and then they, too, left.

  Harry entered the stall, picked up another brush and began to groom Star’s coat. Cash stroked the brush in rhythmic motions and waited for Harry to talk. Finally the silence got to be too much and she looked up to find him watching her. He moved around Star and took the brush from her hand and then put both brushes into the bucket near the stall wall.

  “I’m sorry if I’ve hurt you, Cash. David and I knew you had a little crush on me but we also thought you knew about us. By the way I’m not into women at all but I thought that comment about liking women would keep them on their toes.” Harry pulled her into his arms and gave her a hug. It had been so long since someone had held her she wanted to hold onto him forever, but not because of attraction. Cash began to wonder if she’d ever really been attracted to Harry or whether she was looking at him because she was lonely. Of course he was a good friend and always would be as would David but now she began to question herself, and knew she had been lying to herself.

  Cash finally pulled back and Harry released her. “You haven’t hurt me. What do you mean by keeping them on their toes?”

  “Come on, Cash. Surely you’ve seen the way those three men look at you. They eat you up with their eyes.”

  “They do not.”

  “Yeah, honey, they do. Are you sure you’re not hurt and okay with who I am?” Harry asked.

  “Yes,” Cash answered honestly, sighing. “You’ll still be my friend though, right?”

  “Of course I will and so will David. You’re like our little sister.”

  “Hey, enough with the little cracks,” Cash joked, not wanting to talk about the Morten men. Harry laughed and the tension she’d seen in his face, body and eyes dissipated.

  “Can’t help the truth, Cash.”

  “You’re not that much taller than I am.”

  “Five inches is a lot, but you’re right I feel downright feminine around such big, brawny men.” Harry waggled his eyebrows and they both burst into laughter. There wasn’t anything effeminate about him. “David and I are going into town after work. Do you want to come with us?”

  “Won’t I be a third wheel?”

  “You could never be that, honey, we care about you and you have barely stepped foot off this ranch in over twelve months.”

  “You know I don’t like being around too many people.”

  “Yeah, but how are you ever going to end up married if you don’t go out?”

  “I’m not getting married.”

  “Cash, I know you’ve had a rough life, but you can’t let what’s in the past stop you from living in the here and now. Come on, my treat.”

  “If you’re sure?”

  “I am. We’ll pick you up about eight. Is that okay?”

  “Eight is good.”

  “Okay, see you later.” Harry tugged on her ponytail and then left.

  Cash wondered if she was doing the right thing agreeing to go out with Harry and David. She liked both men a lot, but the thought of being in a bar full of big, drunk men made her nervous. She would just have to make sure she stayed unobtrusive because the last thing she needed was to become noticeable in a room full of men.

  She spent the rest of the day taking care of the horses and even took out one of the colts for some exercise. Although she loved to ride any horse, she liked riding the stallions the best. Fiend was her favorite mount. He was big at around eighteen hands and feisty but she and the stallion had an affinity and if she could have afforded to she would have made Clay and Johnny an offer to buy the American Quarter Horse, but Cash didn’t have much money and she wasn’t about to ask until she had enough to buy the stallion outright.

  She’d dreamed of owning her own horse breeding operation since she was a little girl but unless things changed drastically, like winning the lottery, she couldn’t see that happening in the near or even distant future.

  Cashmere reined in Fiend and headed back home. The sun was already beginning to set and
that meant she only had about an hour until Harry and David called to her bungalow to pick her up, and she still had to shower. By the time she got back to the yard outside the barn she was looking forward to having a night out. She’d only been to the Slick Rock Hotel once before and the food had been good, but that had been over eight months ago. It was very rare that she spent any of her free time with other people. Cash liked her alone time and spent her spare time reading. She wasn’t a social butterfly and never would be but she was content. It was better to keep to herself, especially working around so many men. The only females on the Double M Ranch were Tara Morten and her daughter, who was just a toddler, but that was okay with her. Even though she and Tara were friends, Tara was busy with her children and men, which was the way it should be as far as Cash was concerned.

  Pushing her thoughts aside she used the old crate to dismount from Fiend and then led him into the barn. She had already released the cinch from beneath his belly and was about to pull the saddle off when large muscular arms wrapped around her waist, lifted her from the ground and then placed her aside. She spun around to face whoever had just manhandled her and she ended up face to lower chest with a mountain of a man. Looking up into brown male eyes, she glared at him but he didn’t seem to notice her ire. He turned away and removed the saddle and then the blanket from the horse.

  “I’d appreciate it if you didn’t pick me up like a bale of hay,” Cash finally snapped. Her annoyance rose when Brutus continued to ignore her and carried the saddle out to air out on the rack and then he slung the blanket over the stall wall.

  “There is nothing inanimate about you, sweet cheeks.” Bruce finally faced her and eyed her body up and down. “You’re all woman, sweetheart.”