I widened my legs, opening her up and Seth moved between. His hands slid up the backs of her thighs, pushing the dress back up to her waist, then lifting her hips up in the air. Maddie cried out when she slipped from me, but Seth didn't give her a second to think, for he'd had his cock out and ready, stroking himself as he watched us fuck.
It was his turn now. He slid into her with ease, my seed surely coating the way.
I looked up at Maddie's face as Seth took her from behind. He wasn't gentle either but I watched our wife closely, knew she liked it. Liked being taken by her men.
But Seth didn't just fuck her. His hand came down on her upturned ass, spanking her.
"You put yourself in danger, wife. That will not be tolerated."
He fucked and spanked her and while her eyes widened briefly in surprise at his actions, then fell closed and she bit her lip, stifling the pleasure and pain I was sure was mixing together.
"You pitted yourself against a vicious enemy. Alone."
He was telling her everything I hadn't. How the idea of her walking into a bank and demanding money scared me senseless. She could have been shot. She could have been caught, and there was nothing we could have done to save her.
With every hard thrust of his cock, she was pushed forward. I could see she was close to coming again, the continued spanking only pushing her closer to the brink. Reaching down between us, I found her clit, hard and swollen. I brushed over it with my thumb as Seth continued his two part assault on her. Fucking and spanking her into submission. But my pressing on her clit and willing her body to come told her, without any words, that while we'd be rough and we'd even punish her for any reckless behavior, we would take care of her.
We weren't leaving her.
I got to watch Maddie as she came again, saw the flush of pink creep over her cheeks, her eyes open wide in astonishment at the intensity of what we were doing to her, the way her lips were parted and no sound escaped.
"Beautiful," I murmured. "Ours, Maddie. You belong to us and we're never giving you up."
Seth spanked her one last time and came, gripping her hips and settling deep. She was filled with our seed, marked. Claimed.
Seth pulled out and Maddie all but fell on top of me. I wrapped my arms about her, stroking my hand up and down her back. Seth moved to collapse in the grass beside us, propping himself up on one elbow so he could watch as his hand slid over her bare and exposed ass.
She didn't speak for some time, perhaps even having fallen asleep. I was just content to hold her, to let the insanity of our lives wait.
"What are you going to do with me?" she finally asked, her fingers curling in my shirt.
"We're taking you home," Seth said.
Her whole body stiffened like a board on top of me. She lifted her head, her hair all wild and tangled. Her eyes looked at me with fear. "You're not turning me in?"
I stroked her cheek. "Hell, no. Didn't you hear me when I said you were mine?"
"Didn't you feel the spankings I rained down on your ass?" Seth added.
She glanced at Seth. "Well, yes."
"Then you know we're not giving you up. We believe you. We love you," Seth admitted.
Her mouth fell open. "He's right," I replied.
"But … I mean … how can you love me when I'm everything you despise?" she asked, all of the passion gone from her voice, replaced with worry.
I stilled. "We don't despise you."
"You hunt criminals and bring them to justice. You don't just abide by the law, you enforce it."
"Yes, that's true. But we bring criminals to justice."
"I rob banks!"
I sighed. There was a very fine difference between her and hardened criminals that hurt innocent people, but Maddie didn't see that. She just saw breaking the law as wrong.
"No, you robbed Rollins," Seth said. "Did you rob anyone else's banks?"
"No."
"Did you rob him just because you were greedy and selfish?"
"No."
"Did you hurt anyone?"
"I pulled a gun," she admitted. "But it didn't even have bullets in it."
I couldn't help but laugh at that. "You're incredible, you know that?"
She looked down at me, a little V forming in her brow. I lifted my thumb and smoothed it out. "You held up banks with a smile and a polite thank you when you were given the money. You had no bullets, only a pleasing demeanor and a beautiful face. I think you would have a suitor out of the last teller if he ever saw you again."
"I just used what I had to get the outcome I desired," she admitted.
Sam gave her ass a playful swat. "Yes, we are quite familiar with those charms."
"You aren't a criminal, Maddie. You took what was rightfully yours-and your neighbors'-back from Rollins. We'll make this right. Together."
"Then you're not taking me to jail?"
Seth leaned forward and kissed her brow. "We did once and we got hitched. We don't need to go again."
"So no Mr. Rollins?" she asked.
"Hell, no," I countered. "We're going home. Our home. You said you wanted babies and we're going to get going on making them. Rollins can wait a few weeks for an update, wonder and worry when he's going to be robbed again."
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Maddie
One month later
"No. You're not going," Landon said, his arms crossed. He leaned against the hotel room door, blocking my way. They were meeting with Mr. Rollins to confront him about his gross allegations and unethical business practices, but wouldn't let me go.
Ever since I'd told them the truth, it had been like a honeymoon. With two husbands. They'd done exactly as they'd said, taken me to their ranch. Seth and Landon had pulled the poor driver from his deadly spot beneath the overturned stage, wrapped him in a blanket, and with the unhitched horses, took him to town for burial. We'd intentionally avoided Rollinsville since they didn't need to investigate further, nor did they wish anyone to recognize me.
We'd ridden east to their vast property, settled right on the line with the Wyoming Territory. There were no mountains-they were too far to the west-but it was a beautiful spot, nestled in a valley with a river winding through it. Lush cottonwood trees lined the bank and the grass was a blinding green, perfect for grazing cattle. Why they wanted to leave such a place to chase criminals, I couldn't understand, but they'd vowed the last criminal they would chase was me. And once caught, they were never letting me go.
They'd spent the next few weeks proving that. I'd had no idea there were so many different ways to fuck. In bed, in the kitchen, the barn, along the river bank. I hadn't seen my drawers since that first night in Helena. There was also something else I hadn't seen in over a month, proving my men were vigilant in their promises to me. I'd wanted a baby and they'd given me one, that very first week, perhaps even that first night.
It was Landon who'd told me I was pregnant. I'd doubted him, for I felt no different, but his hands were on my breasts as I straddled him and rode his cock and he swore they were bigger. They had been tender and the nipples extra sensitive, but I never associated that with a baby. Later, when Seth had returned from the stable and Landon had told him, he'd dragged me upstairs to his room and studied my body for changes himself. Every inch of me.
It had been the vomiting the next morning that made me believe them, but also had made both men grin at me broadly. I'd wanted to punch them in the nose for their thrill at their virility.
I was not barren as I'd worried over. With the task complete, I expected them to taper back on their very eager attentions, but knowing I was carrying their child, they seemed to want me even more. They were insatiable and perhaps it was because I was pregnant, but I couldn't get enough either. Even the plug Seth continued to use on me, forced me to hold deep inside for a few hours at a time so they would finally be able to take me together. Why they hadn't done so before now, I wasn't sure. I was ready. I wanted it. I wanted them.
I asked, but they said it wasn't time yet. Then they did a fabulous job of distracting me and taking me some other incredible way. I didn't understand why, but I knew, at some point in the not too distant future, it would happen, so I tried to be patient.
I'd learned with Orville that sometimes I needed to let something pass, let an argument go in his favor. I'd choose the times I argued. Like Seth and Landon fucking me together. They were ardent lovers. They weren't going to hold off for much longer.
But Mr. Rollins? They wouldn't let me confront him. They wanted me nowhere near the man. I fought them on it. Again and again. To say that dinner had been contentious for the past week was an understatement. We shouted, we bickered, we argued. I was going with them to Helena. That at least we all agreed on. They weren't leaving me alone on the ranch in my condition, although if I wasn't pregnant I doubted they'd leave me behind then either. They were possessive and very protective men and the ranch was too far away if I needed them.