Saving Emily (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) Page 11

“Thank you kindly, ma’am,” Cole replied with a grin and tipped his hat at her. She left with a blush coloring her cheeks.

  “I swear to God, Cole, if I didn’t love you so much I would gladly kill you.” Emily looked totally mortified.

  Cole couldn’t contain his mirth any longer. He burst out laughing and he scooped her up into his arms before heading back to the truck.

  Chapter Ten

  They were driving her crazy. She had been ordered to bed as soon as they got back to the ranch and to be honest, that was the only place Emily wanted to be once they were home. But that had been over seventy-two hours ago. Three days she’d been in bed and neither Cole nor Adam would let her out of bed unless it was to use the bathroom.

  She’d had enough. She was feeling absolutely fine. She had no lingering headache, the cuts on her wrists were healing, and so was the cut on her head where she had been stitched. Yes she still had bruises and was a little achy, but she couldn’t stand staying one more day in bed. She’d done what they said the first two days because she had needed to rest and let her body recuperate, but by the end of the third day she had started getting restless. Now that she was into the fourth day and she was feeling much better, it was time to put her foot down. She had never been coddled in her life and she wasn’t going to start now.

  Flinging the covers aside, she headed to the bathroom to run a bath. She would have loved to take a shower and wash her hair, but that wasn’t allowed until she had the stitches taken out. Pouring in a small amount of her favorite jasmine-scented bubble bath, she hopped in to have a good soak.

  Emily rested her head and neck against the rolled up towel she’d placed at the end of the tub before she got in and relaxed in the hot water. When the water grew cooler, she washed with her jasmine-scented body wash and then rinsed off. Although she was still a little stiff because of her sore muscles she felt wonderful being clean again. It was almost as if the bath had given her a new lease on life. Just as she finished drying off, the bathroom door was flung open with such force, the door handle left an impression in the plaster as it banged into the wall.

  “What are you doing out of bed, Emily?” Cole asked in a near shout. “You shouldn’t be up yet and there is no way you should have been in the tub by yourself. You could have slipped and hurt yourself. Why didn’t you call one of us so we could make sure you were safe?”

  Emily saw red. Walking up to him totally oblivious to her nakedness, she poked him in the chest with a finger. “For your information, Mr. McCade, I have been having a bath by myself since I was five years old. I am not a baby and I am not an invalid. I am a perfectly healthy woman, and I do not, I repeat, do not need you or your brother’s help to use the bathroom or take a bath. I have never been treated like a fragile piece of glass before and I won’t let you or Adam treat me like that now. Do I make myself clear?”

  * * * *

  Cole watched her through narrowed eyes. God she was magnificent. Standing there in front of him stark naked, fire shining at him from her sapphire-blue eyes, hair down around her shoulders, as she railed on him. The top of her head didn’t even come up to his chin. She’d tilted her neck to meet his eyes, while poking him in the chest.

  Lightning fast, he circled an arm around her waist and pulled her naked body against the length of his. He swooped down and ravaged her mouth in a kiss so carnal it left them both gasping for air. Scooping her up into his arms he carried her into the bedroom and gently placed her in the center of the bed, before climbing up with her and blanketing her body with his.

  “You were hurt, Em,” Cole said in a tortured voice. “You still have bruises on that beautiful skin. Of course we were going to make sure you rested and gave you time to recuperate. I love you. Adam loves you.”

  Emily sighed and leaned back so she could see his eyes. Hers had moisture pooled in them but she blinked a couple of times to dispel it. “I love you both too. And I appreciate that you’ve been looking after me, taking such good care of me, but I’m okay now. Other than some bruises and a little stiffness in my muscles, I’m fine.”

  “It nearly killed me and Adam to see you so hurt.”

  “I’m sorry,” she whispered as she snuggled into his body.

  Cole leaned his cheek on the top of her head and then kissed it. “You have nothing to be sorry for, Em. None of what happened was your fault.”

  “No it was my brother’s and Ray’s. I hope Chris wakes up and realizes what he’s done one day and gets the help he needs.”

  “I do, too, honey.”

  “I used to love my brother and look up to him, but after what he did to me I don’t feel anything for him anymore.” She lifted her head to meet his gaze again. “Does that make me a bad person?”

  “God, no, Emily.” Cole hugged her tight. “He abused you for years. He should have been taking care of you and looking out for you. Don’t feel bad, honey.”

  Emily moved on her legs restlessly and then whimpered when her breasts brushed against his chest and his jeans-clad cock was snuggled into her moist pussy. He loosened his hold on her and tipped her chin up with his finger. Her eyes were full of desire and as he inhaled he caught a whiff of her musky arousal.

  “I need you, Cole.” She panted and began to rub her little nipples over his T-shirt-clad chest. “I want you to make love to me.”

  Cole kissed her lips and after getting up off the bed, quickly shucked his clothes as he stood staring down at her hungrily. He wanted to feel her wet heat around him so bad he was shaking. He could see the desire in her eyes and her legs moved restlessly as she watched him undress. He caught a glimpse of her pussy when her legs parted and saw the cream glistening on her lips.

  And then she did something totally unexpected. She must have seen him looking at her cunt, because she opened her legs wide and thrust her hips up as if in offering.

  Cole dove between her legs, licking her up and down one side then the other side of her cunt.

  Emily bucked her hips trying to get him to reach her clit without words, but he wasn’t about to be swayed. He licked and nibbled his way around her pussy, getting closer and closer to her clit, and she moaned with frustration. He flicked his tongue once over her small bud before going back to torturing her with pleasure again.

  Emily groaned and then she grabbed a handful of his hair. “Cole, fuck me. Please? Fuck me now.”

  “Easy, honey.” Cole crooned softly as he moved back up over her body before grabbing hold of her hips, aligning his cock with her cunt, and then he plunged in to the hilt. He paused to let her adjust to his abrupt intrusion but she started writhing beneath him.

  “Move, Cole. Please move,” she begged.

  Sliding out till just the crown of his penis was still inside her, he plunged back in. Setting a hard and fast pace, he pounded into her until he felt her sheath tighten around his cock.

  “Yeah, little girl. You feel so good. Come on my cock, Emily. That’s it, honey. Show me your pleasure.”

  “Cole,” Emily screamed as she exploded around him, gripping his cock so hard she nearly took him over with her. He reached down and yanked on his balls to stave off his release. He didn’t want to come yet, not before he’d given Emily another orgasm.

  * * * *

  Adam heard Emily scream Cole’s name from the kitchen. He ran toward the bedroom, ripping his shirt off as he went, and tossed it on the floor before removing the rest of his clothes. He climbed onto the bed next to Emily and took one of her nipples into his warm mouth. He laved and nipped on the hard peak until she was moaning and sighing with pleasure.

  Cole rolled over taking Emily with him and then moved down to the end of the bed, with his legs hanging over the edge and his feet on the floor. Emily leaned down and kissed him wildly.

  Adam grabbed a tube of lube and a condom from the bedside drawer, got off the bed and went to stand behind Em. He suited up, applied a liberal amount of lube to his latex-covered dick, and then caressed her butt cheeks. “Relax those muscles for me,
baby. I need to take your ass.”

  Emily moaned when he pushed a finger into her and coated her anus with lubricant.

  “That’s it, baby. Take a nice deep breath. Oh yeah. You are so sexy, Emily.” Adam pressed another finger into her, scissoring them to stretch her tight muscles out. “Em, baby, I want you to try and relax. When I push in, I want you to push your muscles out for me. If I hurt you too much, let me know.” Adam took deep breath and started breaching her ass with his cock.

  Emily whimpered and wriggled as the tip of his cock popped through her tight muscles. He was worried her was hurting her and glanced down at Cole.

  “Watch her face. I don’t want to hurt her.” Adam started pressing his cock into her further.

  Cole tilted her head to look into her face. “You okay, honey? Do you want Adam to stop?”

  “No! Adam, keep going. Don’t you dare stop! You hurt me so good.”

  Rocking his hips, Adam eased his way in an inch at a time, until he was fully embedded in her asshole. “Oh yeah, baby. You are so awesome, so sexy. No one has ever made feel the way you do. You were made for us, sugar.”

  “It’s too much, Adam, Cole. Do something.” Emily frantically rocked her hips.

  Adam pulled out with a slow, gentle slide, intending to remove his penis from her body since he was obviously hurting her. “Hold on, baby. Just let me slide out. You’ll be okay, sugar.”

  Emily’s internal muscles clamped down on his cock, gripping him tighter. “Don’t pull out, Adam.” She moaned. “I didn’t mean I wanted you out. What I meant was that I need you to fuck me. Harder, faster. Please move, both of you. I’m so close.”

  Her words were all it took for Adam and Cole to unleash their control. The pace they set was hard, fast, and deep. As he pushed in, Cole pulled out and they thrust faster until their bodies were slapping against hers.

  Cole shifted and after nodding to him, they both began pressing into her at the same time.

  Emily’s internal muscles rippled and tightened around Adam’s cock and then she was screaming incoherently as she tipped over the edge. Her body shook and trembled. Her ass gripped and let go, clamped down and released, over and over. Fire raced up Adam’s cock and then he roared as cum spewed from the end of his dick into the end of the condom. Cole yelled a second later and then he froze as he, too, climaxed.

  Each time Adam ejaculated Emily’s ass clenched his dick and it felt like the longest, hardest, most profound orgasm he’d ever experienced.

  When his balls finally emptied and his body stopped shaking, Adam pressed his chest to her back and kissed her neck and shoulder. After he had his breath back, he eased his softening cock from her ass and headed into the bathroom to start the bath.

  Cole carried Em in and they all hopped into the tub.

  “You okay, baby?” Adam cuddled Emily on his lap and kissed her on the head.

  “Yeah,” she replied and then wiggled on his lap.

  He looked over at Cole and grinned. “I think someone’s getting feisty again.”

  “Horny.” Em shifted on his lap.

  Adam chuckled and hugged her tight. “Em, you were made for us, baby. We won’t ever let you go. I love you so much. When are you going to marry us?”

  “I’m not going anywhere, big boy. I love you both, too. What am I going to do to earn my keep around here?” Emily bent her head and kissed his chest right above his heart, but he caught sight of the tears in her eyes and Cole must have, too.

  “What’s wrong, honey?”

  “I’m happy. I’ve never been this happy before.”

  Cole lifted her from Adam’s arms, plonked her onto his lap and tilted her chin up. “I love you, Emily. Will you marry me?”

  Adam reached out and held her hand in his. “I love you, baby. Will you marry me, too?”

  Adam held his breath as he waited for Emily’s reply but when she looked away a knot of pain and dread filled his gut. Did she not want to marry them? She’d told them she loved them but she looked indecisive.

  She finally looked at him and then Cole before answering. “I love you both, but I can’t marry you.”

  “Why the hell not?” Cole asked in a hard, cold voice.

  Pain pierced Adam’s heart at her previous answer and even though he wanted to get out of the tub and storm away, he held still and waited.

  “It’s not legal for one woman to marry two men and there is no way in hell I will choose one of you over the other. I love you both so much it almost hurts sometimes, but I won’t cause a rift between the two of you.”

  “Emily we don’t care which one of us you marry as long as you are legally bound to one of us,” Cole said.

  “I still won’t choose. You two need to sit down and talk things through. I would love to marry the both of you, but that’s just not possible. I’m not going to answer that question until you’ve worked out what you want. It wouldn’t be fair to either of you.”

  “So you’re not willing to marry Cole or me?” Adam asked through clenched teeth.

  Emily reached up and cupped his cheek. “I didn’t say that, Adam. I said I wouldn’t answer you until you had sorted things out together. If the laws were different and I could marry the both of you I would have said yes.”

  Adam nodded and sighed when the pain in his chest alleviated. He glanced over at Cole and saw the implacable resolve on his brother’s face and he probably looked just as dogged. He and Cole needed to sit down and work out which one of them would be husband to their woman on paper, not that it mattered to him one way of the other, but obviously it mattered to Emily that they made this decision and were in accordance to each other. But one of them would be Emily’s legal husband and if he had his way it would be damn soon.

  * * * *

  The next few days were the best of Emily’s life. She’d found a few erotic romance stories in the bookshelves in the library, so she caught up on some reading and learned some things she wanted to try with her lovers. She fell asleep satiated every night, too tired to keep her eyes open, only to be awakened again each morning to passionate kisses and more lovemaking. Yet her heart was breaking inside.

  She loved the McCade brothers as she had never loved anyone before. But how could she choose between them? She loved them both equally and she hoped that they could decide whom she would marry. They were as different in some ways as day to night, yet they could both be so authoritative and they were so much more experienced than she was.

  Adam, with his huge, masculine physique and his gentle, loving nature, while Cole had demanding passions and rules he didn’t expect to be disobeyed. Most people saw Cole as hard and unbending, not realizing that underneath the facade was a loving, caring person.

  The only decision she could make was not to marry either of them, and that broke her heart. She’d always wanted to get married and have kids, but if her men couldn’t decide then neither would she. Nevertheless she would still spend the rest of her of her life living with them and loving them.

  The next morning after breakfast, Cole reminded Emily of her doctor’s appointment to have her stitches taken out.

  “If it’s okay with you, honey, I need to do a couple of things in town while you’re at the doctor’s. So I’ll drop you off and be back in time to pick you up once you’re done.”

  “Sure, Cole, whatever you want,” Emily replied and hoped he didn’t hear the sadness in her voice.

  Cole squatted down in front of her and placed a finger beneath her chin to tilt her face to his. “What’s wrong, honey?”

  “I’m tired. You guys kept me up half the night.” She smiled.

  Cole rose to his feet and helped her from her seat. “We leave in ten minutes, sweetheart.” He kissed her on the lips before turning her toward the door.

  Emily hurried from the room.

  * * * *

  “You should marry her, Cole,” Adam said as he stared at the doorway. “I don’t care that my name won’t be on a piece of paper. As far as I’m concerned s
he’s already my wife.”

  “Yeah, me too,” Cole frowned. “Thanks, Adam. Has she said anything at all about the proposal?”

  “No,” Adam answered. “I don’t get it, Cole. She’s looking sad and she’s been moody. After you get back lets propose to her again, but we explain that she’ll be married to you.” Adam slammed his fist down on the table. “I hate seeing her despondent.”

  “She’d not like that all the time,” Cole said. “She falls asleep with a smile on her face every night and wakes up the same way.”

  “Yeah, but women are more emotional than men and can fester on a problem for days. We can’t let her do that if we want this relationship to work. We need her to tell to us about any worries she has. If there’s a problem and she doesn’t tell us, how the hell can we fix it?”

  “I don’t know. When we get back from the doc’s we’ll torture it out of her.” Cole smirked. “We’ll get her so horny she’ll be begging us to love her, but we won’t let her come until she tells us what’s making her worried.”

  Adam grinned. “I like the way you think, Cole. You have a wicked mind.”

  “I’m not the only one.” Cole chuckled.

  * * * *

  Cole escorted Emily to the doctor’s office and after giving her name to the receptionist he hurried off to do his chores.

  Emily’s name was called before she’d even had time pick up a magazine and look through it. She entered the doctor’s room and took a seat.

  “Hi, Emily, I’m Doctor Larissa Walker, call me Larissa. I have the report sent from Norfolk Hospital. I presume you’re here to get your stitches removed.”

  “Nice to meet you, Larissa.” Emily shook the hand she offered. “Yes, having the stitches out will be a relief. My hair is starting to looks like a rat’s nest. I can’t wait to give it a good scrubbing. My scalp is starting to get itchy.”

  “Take a seat on the bed.” Larissa had the stitches removed moments later. “All done. Come and have a seat, Emily.”