Triple M Ranch [Slick Rock 10] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) Read online

  Cain scanned the faces of the men watching Cash as she walked into the barn. None of them were looking at her in a sexual way. Bruce had told him and Danny about his theory on the sabotage to the tack equipment. Since it was the only hypothesis any of them could come up with, he and his brothers, as well as Harry and David, were going to be extra vigilant. David would have told Harry by now and he would be on alert as well. If someone was out to make trouble because they were trying to woo Cash, then he was going to be watching her intently. There was no way in hell he was letting her get hurt because of him and his brothers. He didn’t want her getting caught in the crossfire.

  With a sigh he turned back to the colt and started walking it in circles again. But no matter how hard he tried he couldn’t get the image of Cash naked on the table from his head. Every time he managed it and his pants were more or less comfortable again, he saw her in his mind’s eye and was hard an instant later. It was pure hell walking around with semi and permanent hard-on all the time.

  “Cain.” Cash’s yell reached him a moment before she came racing out of the barn. He didn’t even think about the horse. He was over that fence and had her in his arms moments later.

  “What’s wrong? Are you hurt?”

  “No.” She pushed against his chest. “Let me go, I’m fine.”

  “Then what’s up?”

  “The feed has been contaminated.”

  “What? Fuck!”

  Cain released Cash, and she led him into the barn and the feed bins against the back wall where the lids were propped open. He looked into each bin and felt his anger rise. Someone had mixed corn into the food. Everyone knew that corn could give horses colic and cause a lot of problems.

  “I’ll get some garbage bags so we can trash it,” Cash said and headed out after he gave her a nod.

  Cain was so full of rage he wanted to hit something but he kept it contained so he wouldn’t frighten Cash. He picked up a shovel and waited till she came back with a roll of trash bags. Between the two of them they had the food bins cleaned out and bags set aside to be disposed of later.

  “I’m going to head into town for some more feed.” Cain set the shovel aside. “Can you let Brutus and Danny know where I’ve gone?”

  “Sure.”

  Cain didn’t like the incidents happening around the ranch but until they caught someone in the act there was nothing he could do about it. He hated that one of the hands had it in for them but at least they had directed their anger at them and not Cash. If that had been the case he wouldn’t ever let her out of his sight. He and his brothers had plans to finish what they started this morning, tonight, and there wasn’t any way they were letting her keep them away. She was the love of his life, but now they had to get her to take a chance on them. He would do anything to be able to hold her in his arms for the rest of his life but first they had to get through that protective shell she had around her heart, and he wasn’t giving up until she was theirs.

  * * * *

  Cash watched Cain stride angrily from the barn. She was just as pissed off as he was that someone had tried to make the horses sick. They were in her care and if they had gotten ill she would have been responsible. Was someone trying to get her fired? Anger consumed her and she looked about the barn. There was no incriminating evidence left and she doubted any one had seen whoever had tried to sabotage her job. The hair on her nape prickled and she spun toward the tack room. She couldn’t see anyone about but she couldn’t shake the sensation of being watched. Deciding to leave was her only option so she did just that. As soon as she was out in the sunshine she felt a whole lot better.

  Bruce was just coming from the house so she walked over to meet him. He eyed her body up and down until she was standing only a few feet away. Cash told Bruce what she had discovered and watched as his face turned to cold hard granite and he ground his teeth together.

  “Show me,” he demanded.

  She led him to the barn and opened one of the garbage bags of now-useless feed.

  “Did you see anyone about?”

  “No, the barn was empty when I came in.”

  “There is something going on here and I don’t like it. You are going to be staying with us until we can clear this up.”

  “Look, I…”

  “No.” Bruce moved closer, gripped her waist, and lifted her up until their eyes were level. The move turned her on to no end. The show of strength got her juices flowing even more. “Someone obviously has it in for me and my brothers. I don’t want you getting caught up in the line of fire. You’re just an itty bit of a woman and I couldn’t live with myself if you got hurt because of me, us. I know you’re independent but please humor me on this.”

  Cash felt guilty because she knew this had nothing to with them and everything to do with her. She wanted to argue and refuse his and his brothers’ protection but from the implacable look in his eyes he wasn’t about to back down. But if she told them about what she found in her room she could see all of them trying to keep her under lock and key. And that she didn’t want. As much as she appreciated their concern she had been taking care of herself for a long time, so why should now be any different? Besides if they knew about the flower and the note she could be putting them in harm’s way.

  “Dinner’s at seven,” Bruce said as he lowered her feet back to the ground. “Make sure you are there or I’ll come looking for you.”

  Cash turned away and began to clean the water troughs, muttering to herself about overbearing men. Bruce was scouting the barn but after about five minutes left with a frustrated sigh.

  Cain came back with the food and emptied the bags into the feed bins with Danny’s help. She watched their muscles bulging and rippling as they carried the heavy bags and cursed her body’s response. By the time she worked up the courage to get what she wanted from them she would be one big puddle of goo.

  Dinner time came around all too fast. She had hurried back to her cabin and after making sure no one had been inside she showered and changed and headed up to the house. She still had a few jeans and shirts in the spare room of the ranch house but had opted for some privacy and trying to get her raucous nerves under control. Her stomach was a fluttering mess and she had no idea how the hell she was supposed to eat when it wouldn’t settle down. Giving a mental shrug she pushed her shoulders back and headed to the main house.

  * * * *

  He watched her as she walked toward the boss’s place. He’d hoped his little messages would have gotten through to her but she was either too stupid to get it or just plain blasé. If one of those assholes touched her one more time he might just snap. Didn’t they get that she was his? He couldn’t take much more of this shit. His wife had to learn her place and he was just the man to do it. It looked like he was going to have to up the ante. Maybe then she would realize he wasn’t going to put up with her being such a slut.

  He hurried back to his cabin and shut the door. None of his workmates knew about his collection and that was the way he wanted to keep it. Everywhere he looked was his beautiful bride. Her face glowed with the love she felt for him with her dressed in her wedding finery. His walls were covered with her pictures and when he looked at them he remembered each time he had taken the photo. She was so beautiful she should have been an angel. He loved the pictures of her in various states of undress as well as the nudes, but the bridal shots were his favorite. When he saw them he could see her declaring her love for him over and over again.

  He knelt down and pulled the box from beneath his bed. The stack of photo albums was hidden beneath the blanket his mother had knitted for him years before. After lovingly putting the blanket aside he removed the albums from the box, sat down on the side of the bed and started turning the pages. Every time he looked at the pictures he knew that Cash was meant to be his. He’d taken a lot of pictures of her over the last six months and would soon need to buy another photo album. His walls were covered with her image and all his books were full. Yes, he needed to get new al
bums soon.

  She was such a pure, intelligent, pretty, hard-working woman and every time he looked at her image his heart clenched and his dick got hard. He’d been careful to keep his love hidden from the other hands, but now that those bastards were here and a danger to him and his wife they had to be stopped.

  He stroked a finger down her beautiful face and over her hair. This photo had been taken nearly two months ago. She had been sitting in the shade of a tree reading a book, totally oblivious to everything and everyone around her. Turning the page, his breath caught in his throat when he saw her petite, sexy, curvy body with small wisps of silk and lace covering her in strategic places. This picture had been taken only four weeks ago. He remembered that night well. He had stood outside her bedroom window for a long time hoping and waiting. His patience had eventually paid off and he was able to get the perfect photo when the curtains to her window had moved aside in the breeze. The only thing that would have been better was if she had been naked. There weren’t near enough photos of her in her purest form and he wanted more. Maybe he would have the opportunity to get another photo of her soon.

  He quickly vetoed that idea. The optimum situation would be to get Cashmere Woodall in his arms and have her in his cabin to do with as he wished.

  Yes, my boy. That is what you need to do. That girl is meant to be yours. Don’t let anyone take her away from you.

  He smiled when he heard his momma’s voice in his head. She’d said she would never leave him and she hadn’t, not even the day she had died. He spent the next hour looking at the image of his perfect wife. He couldn’t take the ache in his cock anymore so he undid his belt, opened his jeans and stroked his hard flesh as he imagined what he would do to Cashmere once she was his. Moments later his seed spewed from his dick and over the plastic-coated photos. With a smile he wiped his up his cum with his momma’s blanket and carefully packed everything away. He laid down on his bed and knew without a doubt that she would be his forevermore once he was able to get to her. It had to be soon. His momma’s voice echoed his sentiments in his head.

  * * * *

  Dinner was full of tension, and even though Cash kept her head down and her mouth shut, she felt their eyes on her. They hadn’t taken their gazes off her since she sat down, and her body was so fraught with strain she thought she just might snap. She’d only eaten half the steak and a few mouthfuls of salad but she couldn’t eat another bite, so instead she pushed the food around her plate, making it look like she had been eating.

  “I’ve had enough of this shit.” Cain pushed his chair back from the table and stood. He stalked around the wooden furniture, his eyes pinned to hers and she thought she may have had an inkling for how prey felt when being stalked by a predator. He didn’t stop until he was standing right before her. He held his hand out to her and waited.

  Cash nibbled on her lip as she tried to decide what to do and then she heard Harry’s words in her head. Are you willing to throw away something that could be special because you’re afraid of getting hurt?

  Taking a deep breath and hoping she wasn’t making the biggest mistake of her life, she placed her hand in his. Everyone in the room knew the significance of her action and some of the tension in the air alleviated.

  Cain didn’t say anything but the tightness in his face waned and then he helped her to her feet. Keeping hold of her hand, he led her out of the kitchen through the living room and down the hall. She didn’t have to look back over her shoulder to see if Bruce and Danny were following, because she could feel their eyes on her ass. Cain flicked the light on in the room she’d stayed in for the last week and released her hand to close the blinds. When he was done he turned around to face her.

  “Get out of those clothes, baby.”

  Although she’d been naked in front of them once before, she felt a little shy and vulnerable with an audience and instead of pulling her shirt over her head she played with the hem of it. She jumped when large, warm hands landed on her shoulder.

  “Easy, sweet cheeks.” Bruce’s warm, moist breath caressed her neck just before he kissed the sensitive spot under her ear. “There’s nothing to be afraid of. We’ll take things nice and slow.”

  “Let me help you, baby.” Cain walked closer and then reached for the hem of her shirt. He didn’t try to pull it off but stood there watching her. His hazel eyes were so full of hunger she couldn’t help but react. Her breathing grew shallow, her nipples pebbled and her pussy clenched. When she let go of the material he pulled the shirt up over her head. His quiet groan let her know that he definitely liked what he saw. Since she’d only removed her underwear from the washer before coming to dinner, she’d gone without a bra.

  “So goddamn sexy,” Cain said in a raspy voice. “You have the most perfect tits I’ve ever seen in my life. Hold them up for me, Brutus.”

  Cash couldn’t help but whimper when Bruce’s long, thick callused fingers smoothed over her flesh as he moved his arms around her shoulders and body to cup them. He lifted them up and held them high in an offering. Cain leaned down and forward and swiped each tip with his tongue. Cash gasped as pleasure washed over her and zinged down to her cunt. Her head bumped back onto Bruce’s chest and she closed her eyes.

  “Open your eyes, sugar,” Danny demanded. “We want to see your pleasure.”

  Her eyelids lifted and she saw Danny standing next to Cain. He gave his twin brother a slight shove until they were standing side by side in front of her. And then they both leaned down and took a nipple into their mouths. Cash moaned and arched her back, pushing her breasts forward for firmer contact. They took her hint and started sucking them harder.

  Bruce’s hands caressed down her sides and then over her waist and hips and across her stomach. His fingers worked on the button of her jeans and then her zipper was being lowered, and then he pushed her jeans and panties down over her hips, then down her legs. She could feel his moist breath puffing against the cheeks of her ass and then he tapped one leg.

  “Step out, Cash.”

  She lifted a leg, and when she wobbled he placed his hand on her ass to steady her as he pulled her jeans and panties off over her ankle and foot. Then he repeated the process on her other leg. When she didn’t feel him move behind her she became curious and was about to turn her head to look over her shoulder, but his hand moved from the center of her ass and then he was gripping both cheeks in both of his hands. She groaned when he kneaded her fleshy globes and then cried out when he removed one hand and slipped a finger between her legs to her pussy hole.

  “Spread your legs for me, sweet cheeks.”

  Cash shifted her feet apart and held her breath when she felt Bruce exhale right over her slit. Danny released her nipple with a pop and then stood upright. He cupped her face and stared deeply into her eyes, and then he bent down and kissed her. Just as his lips connected with hers, Bruce swiped his tongue along her wet folds. The keen she let loose got lost in Danny’s mouth as he devoured her.

  Her whole body was shaking with desire and she didn’t know how much longer she would be able to stand. With Cain suckling at her breast, Danny kissing her wildly, hungrily, and Bruce licking her pussy, she was overwhelmed with sensations. It was hard not to cry out when Bruce’s mouth left her aching cunt, but then both Cain and Danny lifted their heads and stepped back. Bruce’s hard, muscled chest brushed against her back and it was only then she realized that he had removed his shirt. The warmth from his body caused her to shiver.

  “Let’s get you comfortable, sweet cheeks.” That was the only warning she got before she was swept from her feet up into Bruce’s arms and carried over to the bed. He placed her in the centre of the mattress and then climbed on with her at her feet. Gently prying her legs apart his big callused hands smoothed up and down her upper thighs, gradually working their way to her inner leg. The bed dipped on either side of her and when she looked at Cain and Danny she saw that they were naked.

  She perused their bodies with her eyes, first one, then
the other. They were so similar in looks but each had very different personalities and she had no trouble telling them apart. Danny sat on his haunches while she studied him, totally comfortable in his own skin, and she ate him up with her gaze. His shoulders were wide and his pecs looked rock hard. When he moved, they rippled. The muscles in his abs were ripped and she could see each rigid line of delineation between them. The tip of his cock was a deep purple color and the broad mushroom-shaped tip was near his belly button. He was thick and hard and his cock pulsed with each beat of his heart. His balls hung heavy between his spread thighs and she wanted to reach out and touch them to see if they felt as soft as they looked.

  Movement from her other side drew her attention and she looked into Cain’s hunger-filled eyes. He was nearly the spitting image of his brother but so very much an individual. His shoulders were as broad as Danny’s and he was just as cut. His cock wasn’t as wide as Danny’s but it looked like it was longer. The tip of his penis was an angry-looking red color and she could see a clear drop of liquid in the slit of the bulbous head.

  Bruce’s hands slid up her inner thighs, pushing her legs farther apart. When she glanced down toward him she saw that he was naked, too. He must have removed his clothes while she was ogling his brothers. Cash had never seen a more muscular man than him. He was built to perfection. His shoulders looked hard and each time he moved his hands on her legs his pecs shifted. Bruce’s chest was thick and then it tapered down to his torso and abs. The man didn’t have a six pack. He was so ripped that each and every muscle in his stomach and lower belly showed beneath his skin. The tip of his erection was above his navel and when she let her eyes travel down his length she got a bit nervous. He was so damn big he looked thicker than her wrist.