Cameron, Paige - Commando Cowboys Seduce Their Woman [Wyoming Warriors 3] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Polyromance) (25 page)

About ten minutes later a nurse came out and let them inside. Morgan had on a blue hospital gown and as usual looked gorgeous. Ellen sighed and then grinned. She had to love her, even if she wanted to be envious of both her looks and her pregnancy. After she and Jack wished them well, they slipped away.

“Let’s go home,” Jack said. He put his arm around her on their walk to his truck. He turned her back to the door and leaned down, looking into her eyes. “You’re sad.”

“Just a little, and a little envious.”

“Because she’s having a baby?”

“Partially.”

“And you think you’re not as beautiful as her.”

“How did you know?”

“Honey, Sahale and I see your insecurities. I’m hoping with us continuing to love you they’ll disappear. You are beautiful in your own way. To us you are much more beautiful than anyone else. And we’d like to have a baby with you. If it doesn’t happen, we’ll still go on loving you and be happy you’re our wife.”

“That’s easier said than done. You might grow to resent me like Brian did.”

Jack cupped her face in his hands. “Don’t ever compare me to that poor excuse of a man. He’s a weakling. He doesn’t know what love is except to love himself.” Jack opened her door and helped her in. He came around the cab and joined her.

“We found Pat, his wife. They’d beat her and tied her to a chair in her bedroom. She’s in the hospital. The doctors said she’d be all right. She’ll need a good psychologist after she recovers physically. You were right. She didn’t want to go along with their plan. They caught her trying to call you.”

“Oh, I’m so sorry. I have to see her and thank her when she’s better.”

“I’ll arrange a meeting.”

“Thank you.” Ellen touched his thigh with her hand. He flashed her a smile.

“Be careful. You’ll have my hopes rising.”

She chuckled. “I certainly hope so.”

Chapter Eighteen

Jack carried her into the house and straight to his bedroom. As usual, every available place was covered in books and clothes thrown around. He sat her down.

“I really have to either make myself be neater or maybe find a wife that wouldn’t mind picking up after me once in a while,” he said, a teasing sparkle in his eyes.

“No self-respecting woman would agree to that arrangement.”

“I was afraid you’d say that, so I’ve arranged for a housekeeper to come each day and clean the house.”

“You have?” Ellen’s heart sank. They’d given up on marrying her. They were smart. She’d never make a good, conventional wife. She needed her work, but she had to admit she needed them, too.

“I thought you’d be happy to know you wouldn’t be expected to clean. I know you’ll want to work, and the head of our science research lab said he’d be glad to have someone with your credentials.”

“What are you saying?” Ellen frowned. “I don’t understand.”

“We want you to marry us and be happy. I talked to the man in charge of the lab. He’ll put you to work as soon as you want.”

“You and Sahale won’t mind?”

“Of course not. But can we talk about this later? I have other things on my mind.” Jack started unbuttoning her shirt.

His knuckles brushing across her skin made her instantly hot. She pulled his head down and kissed him. “Tell me what’s on your mind,” she whispered.

“Right after I undress you.” He threw her blouse and bra onto a nearby chair. His hands cupped her breasts. He licked her nipples and blew a whisper of air across them.

Desire heated her blood. His scent of musk and aroused male enveloped her. She was vaguely aware of him unfastening her pants. He laid her back on the bed and pulled her shoes, pants, and panties off.

“Lovely, lovely woman. You make my cock ache to be inside you.”

He turned and walked across the room to where he’d apparently brought in his suitcase earlier. Ellen leaned up on her elbows, curious as to why he had stopped.

“I have a present for us. I hope you’ll like them.” Jack brought an armful of scarves and two feathers to the bed. He dropped them beside her.

“My concern, sweetheart, is that you don’t fully trust me. You trust Sahale. I see it. He’s easy to trust.” Jack rubbed his hand up her leg. She shivered.

“I have a darker side. I’d never ever hurt you, but I’m quicker to temper. I can get sullen, but it doesn’t last. I need to know you trust me, too.”

“I do.”

“I’d like you to show me. I want to fasten your wrists and ankles to the bed. We can’t have love without trust. Will you trust me to bind you and make love to you? You’re a strong woman used to being in control.” His eyes had darkened to a deep brown. His gaze raked along her body. “Can you let me be in control?”

She trembled from the lusty desire she saw in his eyes and from the thought of giving up her control. Fear and temptation warred within her.

“If you want me to stop at anytime, you say ‘no more.’ I’ll instantly release you.”

Her heartbeat pounded loudly in her ears and fear crouched in her throat. Did she trust him? He was asking her to do something she’d never been willing to do before.

Out of the past, she heard Brian’s words.
“You’ve never trusted me. Never.”
Had a lack of trust been part of the problem in her doomed marriage?

She did trust Sahale. They’d bonded the time she went with him to his cabin, and when they’d sat in the cave. If she wanted to marry them, then Jack was right. She had to trust them equally.

Jack stood at the side of the bed waiting patiently for her answer. She caught a glimpse of uncertainty in his eyes before he regained control of his expression.

“All right.” The words rushed out of her. She felt breathless and more vulnerable than she’d ever been. Forcing herself to move, she lay back against the bed and put her arms up and spread her legs before she lost what little courage she had.

Jack took a blue scarf and tied it around her left wrist and the bedpost, then a pink scarf was fastened around her ankle and the bed. Soon the colorful ties had her arms and legs immobilized.

He straddled her body. Then he took one of the feathers in his hand and ran the tip along her neck and breasts before brushing the softness across her pebbled nipples.

She shivered in response to the combined ticklish and exotic sensations humming across her skin. After Jack had brushed the feather across her nipples, he ran the edge of his teeth across the sensitive points, biting down just a bit. Immediately he put the feather in place of his teeth. The plume created a sensation of softness following the slight degree of discomfort.

Her pussy clenched and moisture wet her pussy lips. Jack smiled knowingly. The scent of her arousal rose around them.

His feather caressed the valley between her breasts, her abdomen, along the edge of the juncture between her thighs. It tantalized and continued to ramp up her desire and the heat flowing in her veins. He threw the feather to the side and chose a purple scarf. Leaning across her, he rolled the silk into a mask and, lifting her head, wrapped and tied it across her eyes. Ellen’s heart jumped.

“Remember, I won’t hurt you. You’ll be more aware of my touch when you can’t see me. All your senses will be concentrated on sound, smell, touch, and taste.” His smooth voice rolled inside her like honey. Her heart pounded.

He got off the bed. The sounds of flutes playing softly rose in the air. Next she smelled cinnamon. She heard his footsteps as he left the room, for a minute, and then returned.

“Open your mouth.” He raised her head and put something into her mouth. She bit down and tasted strawberry and chocolate, then a sip of tart wine.

He licked her lips and his tongue dove into her mouth, licking and tasting. His fingers caressed the edge of her ears and her earlobes. He’d straddled her again, and his hot, hard cock pulsed against her abdomen. As he’d said, all her senses were much more aware. Hunger built into a salacious desire.

His teeth nipped at the edge of her jaw. Then he kissed her throat and licked the spot where her heart pounded. His chuckle reverberated around the room. “Your body is so responsive. Just looking at you makes me hard and hungry.”

Suddenly, she felt warmth in the valley between her breasts. Jack licked the substance and smeared it across her nipples. Then he sucked on her breasts, and a roaring, unexpected orgasm grabbed her and had her screaming his name.

Quickly he moved to the other breast and did the same. The orgasm went on and on as he suckled her breasts and rubbed her nub.

“Take me. I need you inside me,” she demanded.

“Ah, sweetheart, this is all about me being in control. Remember? I’ll go in you later.”

He left the room, again. Her body hummed from the multiple orgasms. He returned and she heard a slight rattle. What next? Her pussy clenched in anticipation.

A piece of ice trailed from her forehead to her mouth, her throat, and her abdomen. Jack’s warm mouth licked a path after the cold. She shivered from the sudden change of temperature and touch. He must have put the ice in his mouth. When he kissed her, his mouth was cold. She licked along the inside of his mouth, and her tongue dueled with his. The warmth of his hands and mouth replaced the cold.

Again he reached over her. When he touched her his hands were filled with cream. The scent told her it was the cream that heightened the tactile senses.

Jack started at her neck, gently rubbing a light coating along her already-sensitive skin. His lips skimmed over the area where his hands had previously touched. Delicious sensations of pleasure swept through her body. His mouth clamped over her breast and suckled.

“Let one of my hands free. I’ll touch you with the cream. You don’t want to be left out of the game.” She tempted him.

“Even tied and blindfolded you have to have some control. I should have taped your luscious mouth shut.”

His soft laughter warmed her heart. She did trust him, completely. She knew without a doubt, clearly for the first time, how much she loved him and Sahale. She’d been deluding herself. There was no choice. Her life would be a dull gray without them in it.

Jack pulled the blindfold off. “Are you all right, sweetheart?” His fingers brushed the tears off her cheeks. “I’m sorry. I’ll untie you right now.” He jumped off the bed and released her.

She held out her arms. “I’m fine. I just realized how much I love you both, and can’t imagine living without you.”

He looked stunned for a moment. Then his big, sexy smile crossed his face. “In that case, let’s continue, sweetheart. You just made me the happiest man alive.”

When he started to lay on her, she rolled him on his back. “Now, it’s my turn to play.” She took his cock into her mouth and licked around the crown and along the sides. Her hand moved up and down as she tasted him. His head bent back in bliss as she sucked and brought him to fulfillment. She loved the taste of his salty essence.

As he lay recovering, she put cream into her hands and began to massage his firm, muscled legs and up his body. His eyes glowed. “Be careful, baby. I don’t want to lose control.”

Excitement coursed up her spine. “What happens if you do?”

“You just get more of this.”

He flipped her over on her stomach and pulled her sweet ass hard against him. He rubbed his finger across her nub and along her lower lips. His two fingers entered her and she arched back.

“You’re wet and ready for me.” Positioning himself at her opening, he went in her from behind. He filled her, stretching her to the limit. Moving quicker and quicker, he pounded into her while his fingers massaged her breast. Rolling, pulsing waves hit her pussy. She clenched him tightly. He pinched her nipple. She bucked against him, screaming his name as the hardest orgasm yet shook her body. His hot seed flooded her pussy as his powerful relief hit him. They collapsed in the bed, tangled together.