Wanton in the Wild West (7 page)

“Yes! Yes! That’s … so
good!” Amber cried out as she pulsed into their mouths, and her hot juices
burst from her body, soaking Harry’s chin and flooding into his mouth.

“I think she enjoyed that.” Gideon
smiled as he slipped his hand away from Amber and helped her to sit. She was
trembling, and it made Harry smile to know that they had given her such
pleasure.

He collapsed on his back and
stared into the blue sky, savoring Amber’s scent and taste over his face and
hands. “I think she did.”

****

“Now that you’re relaxed,”
Gideon slid his arms around Amber and hugged her. “Harry and I need some relief,
too.”

“Of
course.”
She nodded. She sighed as
Gideon began tweaking her nipples, rolling them and pinching them. It created
the most delicious sensations deep inside her and made her pussy begin to
tingle again.

“I didn’t know that I could
be so aroused again so soon,” she whispered.

“Life can be this good.” Gideon
buried his face in her hair.
“Now, on all fours again.”

She did as he asked, then
jumped as he gave her bottom a firm smack.

“Beautiful!”

Amber glanced over her
shoulder. Gideon had retrieved the small leather pouch from the ground and opened
it. He stuck his fingers into the pouch, and when he brought them out they were
covered in a thick, clear salve.

“What’s that?” Panic
flickered in her belly.

Harry smoothed her bottom.
“Nothing for you to worry about, sweetheart.
It’s to ease
Gideon into me.”

“Oh.” She watched as Gideon
smothered the thick cloudy salve over his erection.

“Harry.” Gideon nodded at
Amber. “It’s time.”

Harry nodded then moved
towards Amber. He took hold of her hips. “I promise I’ll be gentle. Are you
okay?”

She nodded, but her stomach
flipped. She did want this, so much, but she knew she was getting in deeper
than she’d anticipated. She’d wanted to make love to one man, and now she’d
ended up with two. Two gorgeous, bright, kind, experienced cowboys! She had to
get a grip on her emotions because she could feel her heart opening as a flower
unfolds to the sun. What if she fell for them, and they didn’t want her?

It might already be too
late.

A pushing between her pussy
lips distracted her, and she felt Harry’s cock at her opening.

“Amber?” His voice wavered.

“I’m sure, Harry. Take me!”

He plunged into her in one
go, and Amber bit her lip as she felt the remnants of something give. It stung
for a moment, and then Harry withdrew before plunging again and again. As he
relaxed into a rhythm she slid back to meet his thrusts. The discomfort faded
as his cock filled her, and he found her clitoris with his knowing fingers.

The tingling of orgasm began
spreading through her like warm mulled cider, and she floated along, savoring
being pumped from behind. Harry was in control, yet he was not hurting her, not
abusing her trust, not demeaning her in any way. He was doing what they both
wanted, what they both needed.

“Stop!”
Gideon’s command broke into her pleasure.

Harry shuddered then froze,
his erection pulsing inside Amber, her clit throbbing.

She heard Gideon shuffle
closer to Harry then a grunting as Harry was pushed forwards into her.

“Now,” Gideon growled. “We
make love together.”

It was a partnership, Amber realized.
Harry and Gideon were partners in business as well as in life. Though Gideon
was dominant sexually, he was also respectful and caring towards Harry. Harry
was adorable, incredibly sexy, and caring. Any woman would be lucky to have
these two men in her life.

How she wished that she
could be that woman.

****

Harry moved with Gideon’s
thrusts, each one pushing him deeper into Amber’s tight cunny. Her inner
muscles gripped his cock hard as Gideon’s filled his ass. He was in heaven.
Sandwiched between a beautiful woman and the man he adored. Nothing could be
better.

As Gideon increased his pace
behind him, his fingers digging into Harry’s hips, Harry felt himself climbing
towards the pinnacle of ecstasy. His cock throbbed inside Amber’s hot flesh,
and Gideon’s length rubbed him deep inside where it felt so good.

Amber moaned and tossed her
head as he tickled her throbbing bud with his fingers, and Gideon bit into his
shoulder as he neared his own climax.

“Don’t come inside her,”
Gideon said, and Harry nodded. He must not fill her with his seed. He could not
get her with child. Whatever happened after today, even if by some amazing
chance Amber wanted to be with him and Gideon again, she must never
conceive.
That was how women got hurt.

Suddenly, Amber thrust her
hips backwards and groaned, bucking against his fingers as orgasm claimed her
again. Straight after, Gideon’s cock swelled then pulsed as he filled Harry
with his sweet, hot cum.

It was too much!

His own cock tensed, so he
whipped it from Amber’s body and rubbed it hard until his own ejaculation shot
from him, sticky and white, all over Amber’s rounded thighs.

Then he fell backwards into
Gideon’s arms and laughed.

Perfect.
Delicious.
Fulfilling.

Exactly
what he had been longing for.

****

Amber sat on her petticoat
and smiled as she watched Harry and Gideon frolicking in the river. They had
jumped into the cool flow to clean up, but the wash had turned into a game, and
they now took turns to splash and duck each other.

They were so much more than
two cowboys she’d met in Chicago. Gideon had a head for business, that was
true, and he wanted a better life for him and Harry. She admired that and even
envied it. She was directionless. She had wanted to make love to a man but not
to marry. But after that, following her return to Deadwood, she didn’t know
what she wanted.

Really, her choices as a
woman were limited. She wished that she could be like Harry and Gideon, free to
carve out
their own
destiny in America. In fact, she realized
that she would like to be a part of their vision of a better life. But they
wouldn’t want her tagging along. What did she have to offer?

“Amber!” Harry waved. “Come
on in!”

She shook her head.

“Amber!” Gideon scowled at
her. She giggled. He pointed at her then at the water in front of him.

She grinned. She should have
a wash before getting back on that humid train. She jumped to her feet then ran
into the water, screaming as its icy grip travelled up her legs and her body
before claiming all of her as she dived into the flow.

When she surfaced, Gideon
grabbed her upper arms and pulled her towards him. He pressed her against his
body and she felt his erection between them. She wrapped her legs around his
waist, her arms around his neck and kissed him.

“Amber,” he whispered.
“Harry and I have been waiting for you.”

“I know.” She grinned. “The
water looked too cold!”

“I don’t mean just now.” He
tilted his head to one side. “I mean for a long time.”

Her heartbeat quickened.

“It’s true, Amber,” Harry
traced kisses across her back.

“Why me?” she asked, wanting
confirmation of what she already knew.

“We fell in love with a
woman once.” Gideon’s handsome face darkened. He pulled her closer.

“It broke our hearts.” Harry
rested his chin on her shoulder.

“What happened?” Amber
asked,
her throat tight with empathy.

“She loved us right back,”
Gideon whispered. “Harry married her, and we settled on a pretty little
homestead in Montana. Not far from Virginia City. We were happy.”

“Life was good.” Harry nodded.
“But…”

Amber reached around and
cupped his face in her left hand.

“It ended badly. She
conceived. There were complications in childbirth.”
Gideon’s
 
eyes
filled with tears, and he bit his
lower lip.

“I’m so sorry.” Amber
sighed.
“The child?”

Gideon shook his head.
“Both of them.”

Amber pulled his head
towards her so that his forehead rested against hers, and she tightened her
hold on Harry.

“You’ve been through so
much.”

“And so have you?” Gideon’s
eyebrows rose with the question.

Amber realized that the time
had come for honesty. But she’d never opened her heart and mind this fully
before. The concept of confessing her true motivations loomed before her like a
jagged edged canyon. Could she do this? She had entrusted these men with her
body. Could she do the same with her heart and mind?

“Tell us, Amber,” Harry
whispered into her ear. “Please.”

She steeled herself.

“My mother … she had a love
affair with a married man.” She looked up to find Gideon’s gaze fixed and
attentive upon her. Harry kissed her ear gently. “I was the result. She was
ruined. Then along came my step-daddy. He wasn’t a good man.” She shivered.

“What did he do?” Gideon
growled, his eyes dark with anger.

Amber stared across the
river to the opposite banking. She had a sudden urge to release herself from
these two men and to swim away, to make her way to the other side of the river
and just keep going. Just keep running.

But you couldn’t spend your
whole life running.

“You can do this, sweetheart.”
Harry squeezed her shoulders. “You can trust us.”

She nodded. “I know. I knew
the moment I met you. I just didn’t allow myself to fully accept it until now.”

She took a deep breath.

“My mother fell deeply in
love with my step-daddy. But he was a cruel, violent man. He beat her. He
abused her. He mistreated her. And he broke her heart.” Tears flowed down her
cheeks, and she tasted their salt as they slid into the corners of her mouth.
“When she died she was just a shell, a husk of the woman she had once been. It
didn’t happen overnight or over a few months or even a few years. It was
systematic. But he destroyed her.”

“And that’s why you said
that you never want to marry?” Harry broke into her pain.

Amber nodded.

“I swore that I’d never be
like my mother. Never let a man hurt me.”

“Oh
sweetheart!”
Both men spoke at once, and
Amber felt them encircle her with their hands and bodies, pressing her between
them so that she felt safe and warm.

Gideon leant forwards and
pressed his mouth onto hers. His kisses were hot and hungry, and Amber moaned
as he reached down and adjusted his cock so that it pressed into her opening.
She gasped, recalling that he was even bigger than Harry. Would it hurt?

“Relax your muscles and let
the water and your own lubrication ease me in,” he whispered.

She did as he suggested, and
inch by inch, he slipped inside her until she was totally full and stretched
inside. She bobbed there for a moment, supported by the water and Gideon’s
hands, which gripped her ass. Then Harry pressed himself tighter against her
back and wrapped his arms around her.

“What do
you want, Amber?” Gideon stared into her eyes, and she shook her head.

“I’m—I’m
not sure.”

“I don’t
mean here … now. I can guess that.” Gideon smiled. “I mean after today.
For the future.
What does your dream life look like?”

Hot tears
burned at her eyes, and her throat ached. “I wish I knew.
Really.
All I’ve ever known is that I don’t want to repeat my mother’s mistakes.”

“And you
think that all men are like your stepfather?” Gideon’s voice was steady and
calm.

Amber
looked at him then turned to look at Harry. She shook her head. “I don’t think
that you two are.”

“You’re
right, sweetheart.” Gideon kissed her cheek. Then he began to rock her gently
so that his cock stayed deep inside her but her clitoris rubbed against his
pubic bone. The action was so tender and so intense that Amber climaxed within
seconds, crying out as she did so.

“Harry
and I, we’re good men.” Gideon lifted his strong chin. “We’ve been hurt and
suffered loss. Maybe we shouldn’t have let Sylvia get pregnant. But then … it
was what she wanted, what we all wanted. But it’s time to move on, and we’ve a
lot to offer to the right woman.
If she’ll have us.”

Amber
lifted her head.

“Gideon!”
Harry frowned. “What are you saying?”

“Amber, there’s
something here. I felt it back in Chicago when we first met you. I know Harry
did, too. He looks at you like he looks at me. He wants you. And so do
I
.
If you’ll have us.”