His Golden Touch [Gold Rush 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage and More) Page 3

  “I have thoughts in that regard.”

  “I knew it. It’s Wade, isn’t it?”

  “Yes, it’s Wade. He’s asked me to be his wife. We haven’t set a date. What with the funeral and all we thought it best to wait a bit.”

  “So, I’m the first to know?”

  “Yes, you are.”

  “I have my wedding dress all finished, Miz Hannah. Mamma and me made it together. It’s so beautiful.”

  “Please stop calling me Miz Hannah. That’s for school, and you’ll be graduating in two weeks.”

  “Do you have a wedding gown, Miz, uh, I mean, Hannah?”

  “Oh, my goodness, I haven’t thought about it. My mother’s is up in the attic somewhere. Want to help me look?”

  “Oh, yes. Do you think it will fit?”

  “I hope so. We were of a similar size and shape.”

  Once they had unhooked Addie, Hannah’s nag, from the buggy, the women flew up to the attic to look for the wedding dress.

  They had no trouble finding the trunk with souvenirs and mementoes and old clothes. The dress was carefully wrapped in tissue paper. The simple style was floor-length cotton ecru with lace at the collar and cuffs. Hanna was a bit taller and slimmer than her mother had been, but the two women had no trouble taking tucks where needed.

  “You’re going to look lovely.”

  “Thank you.”

  Lou Ann was sorely disappointed when Cal rode over before supper to tell her he had to spend the next two days out on the range with his pa. Their cattle ranch was vast, and he’d be gone until Saturday.

  Friday morning Lou Ann and Hannah traveled to school and back together again. They spent the evening talking and baking wedding cookies.

  Saturday, Lou Ann fixed breakfast for the two of them. Hannah let Lou Ann serve her on her wedding day. The girl was energetic. Lou Ann jumped up to do the dishes before Hannah had finished her coffee.

  “Wish I could stay until the service, but Mamma wants me home to help with the soap makin,’ worse luck.”

  “You best be on your way, then.”

  “I’ll bring you a cake of soap scented with lavender as a late wedding present when they’ve hardened.”

  “That would be lovely.”

  “But first, I have a chocolate cake started, and when it’s frosted I’ll make this kitchen shine.”

  Hannah took her mother’s dress into her bedroom. At least in this way her mother would be with her on her wedding day. She let Lou Ann work while she reminisced about her mother and made up beds and refreshed the linens.

  In less than an hour, Lou Ann called up, “Cake’s on the table, and all’s put to rights down here. Best wishes, Miz Hannah. I’ll be goin’ now. See ya later.”

  Hannah rushed down to the kitchen to give it proper praise and to give Lou Ann a hug. “Thank you. You’ve been a lifesaver.”

  “So have you, ma’am. Bye now.”

  Alone in the spotless kitchen, Hannah thought about flowers. The preacher would be there at three, so she had hours to spend in the garden. She arranged roses and gladiolas into a bouquet and piled others into vases for the parlor and the bedroom.

  The men sometimes came in at the end of the day to report to her father. Today Vern Vance wandered in around two. “I gave the boys the rest of the day off so’s they can get ready fer the preacher. I’ll be here, of course, and the missus and the Bielles and Alexanders and their kin.”

  “Thank you, Vern. You’re going to be mighty important here from now on. You realize how much I need your advice, don’t you?”

  “Yes, ma’am, I do, but you’ll have a husband in a few hours. He’ll be the boss from then on, I reckon.”

  “Yes, yes, of course.” She hadn’t thought about that aspect of marriage, and it needled her a bit after Vern left. No time now to ponder the consequences of that.

  Lou Ann and her parents and the seven children showed up early. They decorated with garlands and ribbon and bouquets made from their garden. Cal and his pa came alone, but Cal’s grandma sent casseroles and homemade bread. The rest of the food arrived with the Bielles and Alexanders.

  After greeting everyone in a simple sundress, Hannah called Lou Ann away from Cal to help her into her gown. It had a hundred tiny, covered buttons up the back. The petticoat came first. Lou Ann slipped it over her head and smoothed it down with her hands. Hannah shivered.

  “You like that, Miz Hannah? My hands all over you?”

  Hannah’s face heated, and she smiled in answer.

  “Guess you’ll find out tonight how much you like it.” Lou Ann gathered the gown, and Hannah pushed her head through the opening and her arms into the sleeves. With deft fingers, Lou Ann made quick work of the buttons. “Now step back and let me see. Glad you didn’t need a corset to get into your mamma’s dress.”

  Hannah gingerly walked to the center of the room. “Well? Do I pass?”

  Finger tapping her chin, Lou Ann studied the gown. “It’s a bit tight in the bust, but that’s a plus. We’ll make it work for us.”

  “Make it work, how?”

  “Like this.” Lou Ann shoved a hand into the bodice and lifted one breast to the top of the material. Then she did the same to the other side.

  “Oh, my.” Hannah looked down and felt warm all over. “I can’t possibly go downstairs like this. My nipples are nearly showing.”

  “What? These nipples?” Lou Ann’s hand went down Hannah’s dress top again. This time she fingered one nipple, then the other. “See they are perfectly covered.”

  Hannah’s knees buckled. “S–stop that.”

  “What, this?” Lou Ann giggled and pinched a nipple. “You like having your breasts fondled, Miz Hannah? I do, too. Cal plays with mine every chance he gets.

  “Wade will do it to you tonight. I can see you like it. Oh, Miz Hannah, you’re gonna have such a good time tonight. Wish I was you, but I have to wait another two weeks.”

  “What else does he do to you?” Hannah readjusted her dress.

  “We never have much time alone, so when we go into the silo for grain, he loves to lick my pussy and watch me come.” Lou Ann palmed herself through her gingham dress.

  “He licks you there?”

  “You have to get Wade to do it to you. There’s nothing like it. Course, the next time it’s Cal’s turn and I suck on him like drawing through a straw. Boy, does he love that. We do that a lot because it’s faster when my daddy is waitin’ on us.”

  “You do what?”

  “I do his cock just like he does my nipples, except I stroke it at the same time. With Cal it only takes a few seconds and he’s spewing like old Elsie when I milk her. Gosh, it’s fun to have a guy. Yer gonna love it, you’ll see.”

  Hannah took in a deep breath and let it out slowly. She would have two cocks to suck tonight. Then she smiled inwardly. And two men to lick and suck her. She was so wet between her legs thinking about all this, she had to dry herself in the bathroom before going downstairs after Lou Ann.

  As the women descended the old oak staircase in their gowns, Mr. Alexander played a version of “Here Comes the Bride” on his fiddle and Vern accompanied on his accordion.

  The preacher had his own ranch to tend and didn’t spend time in preliminaries. Hannah and Wade said their vows with Lou Ann and Brady standing as witnesses.

  The party went on until midnight. Brady made a show of leaving the couple alone to go to the bunkhouse. He didn’t return immediately, and Wade and Hannah didn’t go up to the bedroom right away. They knew they were bound to have a shivaree before the night was long gone. The Bielle and Alexander boys wouldn’t miss a chance to cut up.

  The kids showed up half an hour later banging on pots and clanging lids together. Cal was with them ringing a cowbell, and one boy had a washboard he rubbed with an annoying screech of metal. Wade and Hannah, still in wedding finery, came outside and gave them sodas. They didn’t stay long. Cal shooed them home as soon as possible.

  “Don’t want them
thinkin’ they can stay all night, ’specially when I’m next to be married.” He winked, and they rode off in his trap.

  Brady had come out to watch the carrying on and this time went inside the ranch house as soon as the trap was out of sight.

  Chapter Three

  Hannah didn’t know what to do as the two men stared at her. She bit her lip and was about to burst into tears when Wade took her by the hand and led her upstairs. Brady followed.

  In the bedroom, Hannah stood in the center of the room, not able to move. Surely she wasn’t expected to undress while they stood in the doorway and watched.

  “I can’t do this. No one but my mother has ever seen my unclothed body.”

  “Darlin’, we’ll take things one step at a time, but we do have to do it tonight or the waitin’ will fester in your mind.”

  They moved toward her. She shivered at their approach. Wade kissed her long and hard. Brady went behind her and struggled to undo the gown’s buttons.

  Wade laughed. “With those shovels you call hands, this will take all night.” He was more successful and soon had the back of the gown open. With them both at her back, Hannah could not see their faces and relaxed a bit.

  Once the dress was opened down the back, Brady took in an audible gulp of air and ran a finger down her spine. Hannah stood still, not knowing what else to do. Emboldened by her silence, he slid his hand around to cup a breast covered only by a cotton petticoat. Wade removed the gown from her shoulders and slowly, very slowly, drew it down her body to puddle at her feet. She stepped out of it. Her petticoat was not all that sheer, but her hardened nipples were in plain view through the white material.

  Brady and Wade each took a handful of the hem, raised the petticoat over her head, and tossed it on a chair. Brady unhooked her bra, and Wade slid her bloomers down her hips. Now that she was completely naked save stockings and garters, Hannah reveled in the freedom from clothes. The men circled her without touching, and she enjoyed the awed looks on their faces. Brady murmured, “so beautiful,” over and over again. She liked that, too.

  She sat on the slipper chair by the window to unroll her stockings, but they stopped her. On either side of her, they caressed her thighs, her legs as they removed the last vestiges of clothing from her body. They helped her to her feet, touching her in places no man had ever seen before. She felt like a princess in a fairy tale. They were so gentle, all her fears dissipated like clouds drifting away on the breeze.

  Hannah hadn’t yet said a word, but her heart was singing. She liked their longing gazes on her body, their hands almost apologetically brushing her private parts. She sashayed into the middle of the room where they had undressed her. She bent to lovingly fold the wedding gown and place it on the chair.

  Her movements were designed to give the men the full effect of her nakedness. Without glancing away from Hannah’s body, Brady and Wade took off their own clothes. Then, they came to her.

  In a croaky voice, Brady said, “You have a choice to make here. Do you want one of us to leave tonight and come back tomorrow or can we both stay?”

  She ran a finger down the length of his erect cock. “I want both of you tonight. I may not always want it that way, but tonight I want to be united with both my husbands in every way possible.”

  “Just so we are all clear, do you wish both of us to fuck you tonight?” Wade asked.

  “I’ve waited a long time for this. I want both of you to fuck me. I have only one stipulation. My children cannot be bastards. Brady you will need to wear a condom.” Hannah went to the bed and yanked down the spread. “Oh, and I want to be sucked down there”—she touched her pubic area—“and I will do my best to suck both of you, though I’m not sure how.”

  “We hoped you’d say that,” Brady said on a ragged breath. “Don’t worry yer head ’bout knowing how to do anything. We’ll show you what we like, and you’ll show us what you like.”

  She lay on her side, her head on a pillow. “What comes next?”

  Brady leaped onto the bed at her feet. “Me and Wade talked about this. I want to taste your pussy until you come for the first time. Afterward, Wade will fuck you and consummate the marriage. One of us will play with you and kiss you when you’re with the other guy. Okay?”

  “Please don’t ask my permission for everything. I don’t know any of the ways of fucking, so just go ahead. I’ll let you know if I don’t like something when it happens.”

  Brady grabbed the other bed pillow and slid it under her bottom. “This will help.” He spread her legs and nudged her knees into position. Wade stood at the side of the bed and twirled Hannah’s nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

  Brady used his fingers on her first. “Land sakes, Hannah, you’re slick already.” He bent and licked inside her. She moaned and closed her eyes. Lou Ann was right. This sucking down there was a wonderful sensation. He nipped as he tongued her and heat gathered within her groin.

  Wade distracted her by getting on the bed with them and drawing a nipple in his mouth. Both men were sucking her, and she thought breath would never come again. When she moaned out loud, they sucked harder. She tensed into a coiled, feverish knot and exploded into a million pieces.

  The spiral down to normalcy was slow and also delicious. Energized, she wanted to do something for them. Wade was kneeling next to her on the bed. She turned her face and gripped his cock. Gradually, she slid it into her mouth. She remembered Lou Ann had said it was like sucking through a straw. She stroked him with her fist at the same time as she sucked. Hannah pressed her lips tight around Wade’s stiffness, and he moved her head for her, up and down his cock. She used her palm underneath the quivering member to mimic the motion. Up and down, up and down, then Wade yelled out some curse words, and a gooey substance flew out of him. Didn’t Lou Ann say something about it being like Elsie’s milk? Hannah swallowed a drop then drank it down. He pulled away with a look of wonder on his face. She licked her lips and smiled and hoped he would fuck her now. She wanted that feeling again.

  Wade pushed Brady aside. “I won’t need much recovery time tonight.” He began playing with her pussy. Oh, she did love that, especially when Brady kneaded her breasts at the same time. She was so excited over her success with sucking Wade, she wanted to do it again.

  “Give me your cock, Brady.”

  Brady came to her side and held onto the headboard as she drew him into her mouth. She didn’t need him to move her head. This time she knew how to do it. She sucked harder as Wade played with her pussy. Brady’s milk tasted a bit different than Wade’s, she was surprised to discover.

  “Hannah, gads that was good. You’re wonderful.” Brady looked like he was near tears.

  “Thank you. I only had one lesson, so I hope to improve.”

  “Hannah, darlin’?” Wade called her attention to him. “What I’m about to do may hurt a bit, but the pain won’t last long. Are you ready?”

  “I think so.” She grabbed Brady’s hand, and he kissed her as Wade began his thrust into her pussy. So far it felt marvelous. She raised her hips.

  “No, please don’t do that this time or I’ll be done before I break your maidenhead.” Wade sounded frantic.

  Hannah lay still as Wade’s cock slid into her until it hit a barrier.

  “Help me out here, Brady.”

  Brady claimed her lips again and pinched her nipple. He nodded to Wade as he pinched harder. Wade jammed his cock all the way inside her. She drew in her breath but didn’t scream, though it hurt like hell. Her first thought was to get him out of her, but then Brady suckled her breasts one at a time and Wade slithered out of her a little and then back in. He kept repeating the motion so slowly, it was hypnotic.

  She could no longer stay still, she moved to meet him with each thrust, and they came faster and more forceful. “Come for me, darlin’, come for me,” Wade whispered over and over. She felt the pressure build, and oh, it was sweet torture until she called out his name with her release. Her head thrashed back and
forth on the pillow as her climax continued for several seconds. She screamed out as he pumped his seed inside her and another contraction overtook her. She let it wash over her and pulsed her pussy muscles around Wade’s cock until she came again.

  The three of them collapsed in each other’s arms, but no one slept. Hannah’s senses were so overstimulated, she thought she’d never sleep again. She wanted this night to go on forever. For their part, the men couldn’t keep their hands off her. Brady toyed with her pussy, and Wade fondled her breasts. Wade was the first to move. He went to the basin and came back with a cloth and bathed her as best he could.

  She reveled in his tender touch. When he moved away, she panicked. “It isn’t over, is it?”

  Brady laughed. “Not unless you want it to be. I’d surely love to pleasure you some more, Hannah, my love, if you wish it.”

  She sat up and ran a hand down his hardened erection. “I haven’t had this inside me, yet. It seems ready if you have a condom.”

  “Oh, I have plenty, but you’re new at this. You sure you ain’t too sore?” Brady’s voice had a breathless quality that endeared him to her. She felt worshipped.

  “I am wet with the expectation. Please do not spare me, sir.”

  Brady sheathed himself, and she shot him a quizzical glance. “You don’t mind wearing it, do you?”

  “I am not your husband in the eyes of the law. As you said, any children should have their proper father.”

  As much as she’d always been attracted to Wade, she was now falling more and more in love with the character of this giant man who treated her with such reverence.

  All his gentleness evaporated when he entered her. He pumped and pounded her and transported her to new heights. She loved his roughness as his hands raised her bottom for deeper penetration and his rough sucking on her nipples. She was embarrassed at her boldness when she called out, “Harder, harder,” but couldn’t stop herself. She’d be bruised tomorrow, but the sweet joy of it spurred her on. Her climax stunned her because it was so violent and lasted so deliciously long. When it was over, he held her tight and kissed her until she stopped moaning.