Mail Order Bride For Two
Badlands 1

“Mr. Coggon, thank you for meeting me.” She looked over his shoulder expecting to find her future husband-to-be trailing along eager to greet her. The lawyer arrived alone. “Where is Clyde?”

He cleared his throat. “There has been a slight change of plans, Miss Barnes.”

“Oh. Are we meeting him elsewhere?” She searched the area looking for a hotel or eating establishment.

Mr. Coggon removed his tattered bowler slowly and the expression on his face didn’t bode well for good news.

“Clyde wanted me to tell you how sorry he is for the inconvenience, but he no longer is in the market for a bride.”

“What? Why not? I don’t understand.”

The lawyer turned away, having caught sight of the two cowboys close by. He nodded at them. “Gentlemen.”

“We need to talk to you, Coggon.” The blond looked her over again from head to toes. His eyes seemingly pierced a hole through her body. Clarissa didn’t know why he was so intriguing. He was a stranger.  Then again, so was Clyde.

“Please, Mr. Coggon. I’ve come all this way. Couldn’t he at least meet me before making a final decision?”

“Well, you see, that’s the problem. I doubt his new wife, Dora, would let him consider you.”

Her eyes rounded in shock. “His new wife?”

“Yes. Unfortunately, when the train was late, old Clyde waited at the whore…uh…that is to say, he waited at the local dance hall and…” He trailed off as if unwilling to finish the sentence and impart the final death blow in her miserable life.

Shaken, but undaunted, Clarissa straightened her spine. “And he what?”

“He married the girl he was staying with while he waited for you. I’m so sorry to bring you bad news. If only you hadn’t been delayed on your trip things might have turned out differently.”

Clarissa felt the heat of complete and utter embarrassment for a second time since disembarking the train. “Are you telling me that because I’m a few days late, he married a whore instead of waiting for me to arrive?”

Mr. Coggon had the decency to look embarrassed. “Well. Yes, ma’am. That’s exactly what happened.”

“Clyde Jenkins is an ass. You’re better off without him.” The blond man inserted his opinion into her private conversation heading straight to Hades.

Clarissa whirled to face the two cowboys who’d spoken. “Oh really? So you truly believe that I’m better off now that I’ve given up absolutely everything I knew before, uprooted myself to travel hundreds of miles across country only to be told I’m not needed anymore because my train was late?”

The blond exchanged a wary glance with his dark friend before both of them put their considerably intent focus on her face. Drilling what could only be construed as a very interested masculine look her way, they then nodded.

“To my way of thinking, it’s better than being told your intended would rather be dead than to meet you.”

Clarissa gazed into his deep blue eyes and softened her attitude. “I guess you’ve got a point there.” Her gaze then strayed to her toes peeking out from the edge of her long travel-wrinkled skirt as she contemplated what in the world to do next. “I’m sorry.”

“No need to apologize, ma’am. Perhaps we could help each other out since we’re both in dire straights. It seems to me that you don’t have a husband-to-be any longer. Meanwhile, we’re missing a wife. Perhaps we could come to some sort of arrangement between us.”

Mr. Coggon stepped between them suddenly and said, “Miss Barnes. I don’t think you’d be interested in either of these two gentlemen. I’m not sure what happened to the woman they were waiting for, but please reconsider.”

Clarissa studied each of the men in turn and had to disagree with the lawyer on this point. Each of these men was very interesting. The blond man had an engaging face, an easy smile and baby blue eyes that spoke to her on a visceral level she couldn’t rationalize. The taller one who hadn’t spoken yet was completely opposite to his friend. He sported dark hair, dark eyes and a mesmerizing gaze that drilled deeply into her soul. The word sinful came to mind when she looked at his face shadowed in stubble. He looked like a rogue gunslinger.

“Miss Barnes, please listen to me. These men have something special in mind.”

Holding a hand up to Mr. Coggon’s further interruption, she clutched her bulky traveling bag against her side and approached the two intriguing men. “Well, I’m special. What sort of arrangement did you have in mind?”

The blond grinned and stepped far too close. In a low sexy tone, he said, “Spend the day with us and see if you’re interested. It wasn’t like you even knew Clyde or that he was an ass.” The scent of leather, campfire smoke, and another intriguing masculine fragrance clung to him and wafted close enough for her to be further engaged.

“Miss Barnes, you’re making a terrible mistake. These men…” Mr. Coggon interrupted again and this time the silent, dark warrior before her silenced him with a harsh look.

“Mr. Coggon is trying to tell you something important,” the blond man said quietly.

Clarissa decided on her own that the information Mr. Coggon was trying to convey likely had to do with how sinfully attractive they were. Perhaps they were sharpshooters and led dangerous lives. She didn’t care what their occupation was. She wanted, no, she needed a husband.

“Be that as it may. I’d love to spend the day with the two of you. At the end of that time, I’ve no doubt I’d be able to choose one of the two of you to…” she trailed off because the blond shook his head in the negative.

“I’m sorry, but that’s not possible. The thing is we had a special condition attached to our mail order bride.”

She searched his eyes for explanation. “I don’t understand. What condition?”

The dark warrior moved entirely too close, crowding her against the blond man and finally spoke for the first time. “We ordered a bride for the both of us. We’d want to share you. In bed.” His quiet deep voice held her entranced. “Still want to spend the day with us?”

ADULT EXCERPT

Derek splashed the surface of the water as he reached for his discarded pants and the tin of salve therein.

Logan kissed her again and also rose up to rest on his knees.

“Derek will enter between your ass cheeks first then I’ll put my cock into your sweet wet pussy. Does that make you wet below, honey?”

She nodded as a sharp ripple of arousal ran through her body.

Derek’s fingers brushed the salve between her cheeks and into her tight rosette. He pushed the center of her back until she bent forward with her ass in the air. Soon the large head of his shaft attempted to enter the tight little pucker hiding dark forbidden pleasure.

Bent over as she was, her mouth ended up only inches from Logan’s hard cock. She leaned forward and took him into her mouth. His reaction was enjoyable to listen to.

“Hellfire and damnation, honey. That feels better than anything I’ve ever felt before.

“Is she sucking your cock?”

“Oh god! Like she was born to do it.”

Derek chuckled. “She was, but only for us.”

He pushed his cock slowly into her ass inch by maddening inch. The feeling was slightly uncomfortable at first, but the erotic nature of the act disguised anything but the illicit excitement pounding in her heart at the mere thought of what he was doing.

He didn’t hurry. He took his time pushing in. Filling her up. Captivating her with a dark burning pleasure she’d never dreamed possible before now. 

Once fully embedded, Derek slipped his arm around her waist and pulled her off of Logan’s cock.

Derek kissed the back of her neck. “You okay, sweetheart?”

“Yes. I feel very full.”

“You’re about to get even more filled up. Are you ready for my big cock to slide into your wet pussy?”

“Yes.”

“Say it, honey. I want to hear those words cross your lips.”

She paused only a moment. “I’m ready for your…big cock to slide into my wet pussy.” Saying the words made heat come to her cheeks and a low ripe feeling of lust uncoiled in her belly. Derek’s cock was in her ass and Logan was about to fill her pussy. If her heart beat any faster it would likely explode.

Logan grinned and kissed her lips quick and hard. “Good. Music to my ears.”

He grabbed his shaft one-handed and directed it into her wet slit. He rubbed her clitoris a couple of times first before his wide cock entered her pussy slowly one inch at a time until she was so full of cock she thought she might burst in half.

Never in a thousand years would she have expected to find herself sandwiched between two incredible men and doubly penetrated. Never in two thousand years would she ever have expected to enjoy it.

* * * *

Logan, currently balls deep in his perfect wife, had almost come in her mouth when Clarissa put her lips over his cock and started sucking without warning. She licked and sucked on his shaft like she’d done with Derek and certainly gotten his attention. While he would have loved a blow job, he wanted to penetrate her while Derek fucked her ass even more.

Her pussy was so dripping wet, it wasn’t difficult to fully embed his cock into her tight hot cunt. The walls of her pussy were exquisitely unyielding and with Derek’s cock all the way in her ass, the fit of his dick was even more vise-like.

A part of him couldn’t believe how lucky they’d been to find her. Gratitude and the first pangs of love circled his heart and soul as he eased his cock halfway out of her body. He hadn’t expected her to be ready for both of them this fast. The succinct look of unrivaled passion in her eyes belied her initial inexperience. Every moment with her was a joy. Every touch, every kiss, every sigh from her wound further around his heart. He might even love her already. Hell, he did love her already.

His cock eased forward until he was balls deep and resting against her womb.

Once they were both fully seated, Derek waited only a few moments before he moved his cock part way out of her ass. Logan felt the slide halfway out as well as the push back in. A moan escaped Clarissa’s lips as he reentered her ass.

“That feels so…so…different,” she whispered. “So naughty and good at the same time.”