Flirting With The Law (Outlaw Brides Book 1)(19)

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.