The Men of the Border Lands Collection, Volume 2 (MFM)

Men of the Border Lands

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Their Bartered Bride

Joel and Jonathan barter for Leigh to keep her out of a brothel. Can Leigh adjust to having two husbands? Can Joel get past the fact that he compromised his ideals by buying a wife?

Leigh isn’t so sure about the two of them since they bought her.

When wolves begin to threaten their herd, they must band together with other families to hunt them down before someone gets hurt. But are they too late to protect their families? When Leigh is hurt, Joel is beside himself and realizes that no matter what his principles are, he did the right thing by her.

Their Border Lands Gift

After the year of catastrophes, women are treated like slaves and bought and sold like cattle. When Kate’s brother, Mike, can’t keep her safe anymore, he decides to move to the Border Lands to find her a couple of men to take care of her.

Kate doesn’t want a husband, much less two. When she is nearly stolen again by black market traders and her brother is seriously hurt, he gives her to Bruce and Marcus to keep her safe. Can she learn to trust them? And what about love?

Bruce and Marcus are already half in love with her when they meet her. They think she’s Mike’s wife, though, and feel guilty about their lustful thoughts, but then Mike is injured and gives them Kate to be their woman. When a wolf attacks her, she realizes Bruce and Marcus truly love her and she has to admit her love for them.

Marla Monroe is a Siren-exclusive author.

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The Men of the Border Lands Collection, Volume 2 (MFM)

Men of the Border Lands

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Their Bartered Bride


Joel Atwater and his brother, Jonathan, pulled into Barter Town at nearly noon in need of supplies and gas. Joel stepped out of the truck as Jonathan climbed down from the other side. They grabbed their cured meat out of the back of the truck and went in search of fresh produce. Even though they had a small garden plot at home, they needed potatoes and fruit.

They wandered around until they found someone with lots of potatoes and obviously not selling them before they started to barter. Twenty minutes later, they came away with forty pounds of the vegetable and still had plenty of meat left to barter for the more expensive fruit.

Once they had all they needed, they stopped by the liquor store and traded the remainder of their meat for two bottles of whiskey. They weren’t drunks, but enjoyed the occasional sip now and again after a long day out tending to the ranch.

As they passed the brothels, women with collars hooked to chains stood outside the buildings, totally naked despite the slight chill in the air. Joel hated seeing them like that, but there was nothing he or his brother could do. Neither man visited the establishments. No way were they going to support the sordid businesses. By the time they had made it back to the truck, they were tired and antsy to get out of the nasty town.

As they loaded up their supplies, a man walked by, pulling a woman by a rope tied around her neck.

“Come on, Leigh. I’m sick of your tricks. I’m going to get good credits bartering you off to the brothel.”

“I’d rather die than go there. You’re going to have to pull me by my neck. No doubt by the time you get me there, you’ll be dragging a dead body.”

The curvaceous redhead’s husky voice stirred things inside of Joel that he had thought long dormant.

“Fine. It’s nothing more than you deserve, you ungrateful bitch.”

“I’m not whoring for you and all your friends.”

With that, the man jerked the rope and pulled her off-balance so that she fell to the ground. Then he began dragging her by the rope around her neck.

The bastard really was going to choke her to death doing that. Before Joel knew what he was doing, he had sprinted up to the stranger and grabbed his arm. Jonathan was at the man’s other side at the same time.

“What in the hell do you think you’re doing?” the man demanded, shaking loose of Joel’s hand.

“Stopping you from killing that woman. She’s not going to make it if you pull her like that.”

“Right now, I don’t rightly give a damn.” He started to continue across the parking lot dragging the woman, but Jonathan stepped in front of him.

Joel smothered a grin. Jonathan was a few inches taller than he was, and at six-four, Joel wasn’t short.

“I don’t think so. What are you planning to do with her?” Jonathan asked.

“Sell her to the first brothel I come to. She’s a bitch, and she’s nothing but trouble.”

Before he knew what he was going to do, Joel grabbed one of their bottles of whiskey, having smelled the liquor on the man’s breath.

“I’ll trade you this for the woman.”

“Joel?” Jonathan said in a questioning voice.

“The entire bottle of whiskey?”

“He’d sell his own mother for that,” Leigh whispered in a raspy voice now strained from the tight rope around her neck. She’d gotten to her knees and was attempting to loosen the rope.

“Jonathan.” Joel nodded over toward the woman, indicating he should help her.

“Yes, an even swap. Her for the whiskey.”

The man licked his lips and thought long and hard about it. Then he nodded and reached for the whiskey. Joel held it out of reach.

“Hand over the paperwork first.” He was sure the man had some by the bulge in his shirt pocket.

The man grumbled, but pulled out the papers and shoved them at Joel.

“Not so fast. Sign her over to us on the bill of sale on the back.”

When the man hesitated, Joel waggled the bottle of whiskey in front of him. This spurred the man on. He produced a pen and walked over to their truck to sign over the woman as sold for a bottle of whiskey. Joel couldn’t believe it. He had just bought a woman. Something he and his brother had always been against, but they couldn’t have watched the man drag her across the parking lot.

“Here,” the stranger said, handing over the paperwork and the rope. “Now give me the whiskey.”

Joel handed over the bottle and was glad he hadn’t offered both bottles. He checked to make sure the man had indeed signed her over as sold. He filled in his and his brother’s names, then folded up the forms and stuck them in his front pocket. He turned to find Jonathan and the woman working at the knots in the rope.

“It’s just choking her more, Joel.” Jonathan sighed.

“Cut it off.”

“You’ll cut me,” the woman squeaked out.

Joel walked up and pulled out his knife. “Lean over so I can get to the rope at the back of your neck.”

He winced at the raw skin at her neck and carefully slid the knife between her neck and the rope. He quickly cut the rope. When it fell off, she began to cough.

“Get her some water, Jonathan.” Joel squatted next to her, rubbing her back as she gagged.

Jonathan hurried back with a bottle of water. She grabbed it as soon as he had the cap off and drank in long swallows. Then she stopped and hung her head.

“Guess I’ve traded one nightmare for another. But thanks for keeping him from killing me, or worse, trading me to a brothel. I’d rather have been dead than work in one of those.”

“Listen, Leigh. That is your name, right?” Joel asked.

“Yes, Leigh McGowen.” Her voice was still raspy and probably would be for a while.

“I’d let you go on your own way, but the fact of the matter is, you’re going to be in danger of being caught by someone again if we do. I know you don’t know us from Adam’s house cat, but we’re good men. I’m Joel, and this is my brother, Jonathan.”

“I figured you were brothers since you look almost like twins.” Leigh sighed. “I don’t have a choice. You bought me and have my papers. I try and run, and they’ll just come looking for me, anyway.”

Jonathan reached down and held out his hand. She looked up at them and took Jonathan’s hand, letting him draw her to her feet. She wobbled a bit, and Jonathan immediately enfolded her in his arms.




Jonathan watched as Joel pulled her into his arms and deepened the kiss. Then he was backing her over toward the bed. Jonathan sighed and hoped he knew what he was doing. He walked behind Leigh and reached for the hem of her T-shirt to pull it over her head. She didn’t balk. Instead, she helped him. They were forced to break their kiss in order for Jonathan to remove her shirt. He reached around to unhook her front-closure bra and peeled the cups back.

When her arms were pulled behind her so he could remove the bra, Joel stopped him and had him hold her hands behind her while he kissed and nipped his way down her jaw and neck toward her breasts.

To her credit, she never balked at being held like that. Jonathan leaned in and sucked in her earlobe to tease with his tongue as Joel zeroed in on a nipple. He sucked on it then moved to the other one. His hand was playing with the other breast at the same time.

Jonathan reached around between them and began unfastening Leigh’s jeans. He wanted to taste her sweet pussy. No doubt, Joel would want that as well. If he could get her jeans off fast enough, he might be able to sneak a taste from behind while his brother was busy with her breasts. He grinned and began pulling her jeans down her legs. He knelt behind her and she stepped out of them for him. He tossed them to the side then did the same with her panties.

He could already smell her juicy cunt. He used his hands to shove her legs farther apart and spread her ass cheeks wide, so he could get to her saturated pussy lips. She was dripping in honey. He licked at her slit over and over, savoring her sweet juices. She tasted like spice and cider. He wanted to bury his face in her cunt.

“Jonathan, hold up, man. We’ll get her on the bed where it will be easier.” Joel’s voice was strained.

“Please. Don’t stop.” Leigh’s voice held strain as well.

They positioned her on the bed so that she lay spread-eagle for them to enjoy. Joel returned to her breasts while Jonathan dove in to her pussy. He spread her pussy lips with his fingers and stiffened his tongue to fuck her with it. He delved inside, scooping out more of her cunt’s sweet nectar to savor.

“Fuck, you taste good, baby. I could lie here all night sipping at your sweet juices. Give me more, baby.” Jonathan licked up her slit, earning a moan from her.

“I want a taste of her, Jonathan.” Joel leaned down and coated his fingers in her honey.

He watched as his brother tasted her. Joel closed his eyes and grinned as he licked his fingers clean of her juices.

“She’s spicy, Jonathan.”

“Sweet and spicy,” he agreed.

Jonathan returned to devouring Leigh’s pussy while his brother tortured her breasts with his mouth and fingers. He could bring a woman to climax just manipulating her breasts. This time, they would both bring her until she exploded on his face. He loved riding a woman’s cunt while she climaxed.

He inserted two fingers, careful to go slow so as not to hurt her. She moaned and lifted her pelvis to accept him. He began a slow rhythm of in and out with them as he continued to lick up and down her slit. He was careful to keep off her clit. He wanted to wait until the little nub was desperate for attention before he sucked it in and took care of it.

She was slowly pumping her hips in time with his fingers. He curled his fingers and explored inside of her until he found her hot spot. When she groaned and tried to follow his fingers with her cunt, he knew he’d found it. She was slowly beginning to tense all over, getting ready for the growing explosion.


Their Border Lands Gift


“Don’t do this to me. Please, Mike. You can take care of me just fine.”

“Kate, it’s for your safety. I’ll do whatever it takes to make sure you’ll be safe and happy.” Mike closed the suitcase and zipped it.

“I won’t be happy if you pawn me off on some stranger. How could you do that?” she demanded.

“I’m not going to pawn you off to a stranger. I’m going to check them out and be sure they’re good men first.”

“Men! Are you serious? More than one man? Not no, but hell no! I’m not living with two men. Get that out of your head right now.” Kate had been pacing back and forth, but stopped to plant her hands on her hips.

“Kate, I can’t take care of you alone. You need two men. That way someone will always be close to you when the other is working. You’ve nearly been stolen four times now. I’d never forgive myself if you ended up with some wife beater, or worse, in a brothel. Mom would roll over in her grave if I let that happen to you.”

Kate hung her head and let the silent tears slip out. She refused to show fear. She would be angry and worried, but never show fear. But fear of the unknown threatened to overwhelm her. How could he do this to her, his own sister?

Ever since the year of catastrophes when tornadoes, hurricanes, tsunamis, earthquakes, and then disease had all but destroyed mankind, women had been scarce so that men fought over them. They stole them, sold them, and used them like slaves. So far, Kate had managed to stay safe with her brother looking after her. He didn’t think their luck would hold out and had decided to take her to the Border Lands where there were fewer people.

He hoped to find not one but two men he trusted to take her. Well, she was having none of it. She would figure something out before she let them use her.

Kate had been nineteen when everything went to hell. Now six years later, at twenty-five, she resented that her younger brother by two years had so much control over her. Sighing, she acknowledged that he had taken good care of her and kept her safe all this time. Still, she thought he was wrong in believing that finding two good men to take care of her was the right thing to do. She felt like he was just looking for someone to take her off his hands.

“Kate, you know I love you. I just want you to be happy, and right now, we’re both running scared.” Mike hugged her.

“I’m not scared. Maybe you are, but I’m not. I can take care of myself if you don’t want to be burdened with me anymore. I expect you want to find your own woman. I can understand that, but looking for two men? Really, Mike. That’s over the top.”

“Damn it, Kate. I’m telling you it’s for the best.”

Kate noticed he didn’t deny wanting a woman of his own. She sighed and tried to reason with him.

“Best for them, maybe, but certainly not for me. I don’t want two men bossing me around, telling me what to do.”

“I won’t let you go to just anyone, Kate. I’ll make sure they are good men who will treasure you and take care of you first. Do you think so little of me?” He frowned, looking hurt.

“Mike. I know you think you are doing the right thing, but you’re not thinking it through. Once one man has control over a woman in today’s world, he takes advantage of her. You’ve seen it. What do you really think it would be like with two men?”

“I promise. I won’t let anyone hurt you. I’m going to make sure they are caring men,” Mike said.

“And just how do you expect to do that? Anyone can pretend for as long as it takes to convince you.”

Mike closed his eyes and let out a long breath. He just shook his head and turned away to carry the suitcase to the truck and travel trailer.

Kate followed him and watched him add her suitcase to the stack of provisions. She prayed they wouldn’t end up in a wasteland somewhere without food or water. He claimed to have a map to the Border Lands and Barter Town. Where he had gotten it, she had no idea. He had been talking to someone about all of this for a long time evidently, because he had it all planned out.

“Hand me that box next to your foot, Kate.” He reached down as she handed it up to him.

“I can’t believe I’m helping you take me to my nightmare,” she fumed under her breath.

“What was that?” Mike asked as he settled the box between two other boxes.


He frowned at her with eyebrows that almost touched. He acted exasperated with her. Well, she was totally aggravated with him. She had to think of something before they reached the Border Lands. If not, she was lost.

Two hours later, Mike pronounced them packed and ready to leave at first light in the morning.

“We’ll get up at four and be on the road by five, or a little after. I want to make the most of the light.”

“Does that map tell you how long we’ll be on the road?” she asked sarcastically.

“I figure it will take us a good four, maybe five days to reach Barter Town. You have to stick close to me there. That’s a prime place for being kidnapped.”

“Then why take me there at all?” She didn’t understand his thinking on the subject.

“Because by then we’ll need supplies, gas, and directions to the communities around there. Believe me. I wouldn’t take you to that place for anything if I had a choice.”

Kate pressed her lips together to keep from saying something she would ultimately regret.




Marcus rubbed her pussy through her pajama bottoms. He could tell as soon as she began to get wet. He grinned and slipped his hand inside her bottoms to reach her now-drenched pussy. He swirled his fingers in her juices, then searched for her slit between her pussy lips. When he entered her cunt with his fingers, she moaned and tilted her pelvis toward him.

He searched out her hidden G-spot and stroked it several times when he located it. She grabbed his shoulders and pumped her hips as if she couldn’t help it, and perhaps she couldn’t. He located her clit and began to thumb it as he stroked her hot spot. She groaned and then bit her fist as she came unglued around him.

“Don’t bite yourself, baby. If you need to bite anyone, bite me.” Bruce climbed into the bed. “Marcus, she needs some loving.” Bruce leaned down and kissed her.

Marcus wanted her something fierce, but wasn’t sure she was ready for them. He slipped deeper under the covers and pulled her pajama bottoms down her legs and off her feet. Then he squeezed between her legs and nosed his way between her pussy lips. She shivered around him.

He licked and sucked on her pussy lips until she was moving against him once again. Then he entered her hot, wet cunt with two fingers and pumped them in and out as he licked around her clit. She moaned above him. He could just imagine Bruce sucking and licking her tits. Marcus wanted to taste the round berries for himself.

He stroked his tongue deeper into her cunt alongside his fingers in an effort to gather more of her sweet nectar. She tasted like hot candy, sweet and sticky on his tongue. Bruce would go crazy when he tasted her.

“Marcus. She’s thrashing around up here. I think you need to fuck her before she goes crazy.”

“God, Bruce. She tastes amazing. I don’t want to stop.”

“Let me taste.”

Bruce pushed back the covers and slipped his fingers into her tight cunt. When he withdrew them, they were coated in her honey. He sucked them into his mouth and closed his eyes. His hum of approval seemed to ramp Kate’s pleasure higher. She groaned and beat at the bed with her fists.

“Please. Do something. I’m so close. God, I’m burning alive.” Her voice came out as a whimper.

“Fuck her, Marcus. I want to see her face when she comes.” Bruce bent over her and took her mouth in a kiss.

Marcus positioned his cock at her slit and lifted her hips beneath his hands so he could guide his dick into her deep cunt. When he began to push his way inside, she hissed out a breath. He stilled, then pushed again as she slowly opened her body to him.

“Fuck! She’s so damn tight. I’m never going to last.” He pressed forward again.

“Please, Marcus. I need you.” Kate’s strained voice stirred something inside of him.

He pulled out and thrust forward with more power this time. Her hot cunt parted just enough that he was able to make it halfway inside of her. He pulled back and tunneled inside of her again. This time he reached the back of her womb, bumping her cervix.

“Yes!” she hissed out.

Bruce looked down at Marcus and grinned. “I think she likes it a little harder than usual, Marcus.”

Marcus knew Bruce was thrilled to find that out. He enjoyed being able to let go and pummel a woman’s pussy with his cock. Bruce wasn’t known for being an easy lover. It was why Marcus was going first with Kate. Introducing her to love between two men would be a lesson in patience for both of them, but especially for Bruce.

Kate reached for him when he pulled back. She tried to wrap her legs around him, but with his hands holding her ass, she couldn’t get them around him. She pleaded with him using her eyes.

Marcus shoved forward over and over again. Soon he was plunging his dick deeper and deeper into her cunt with every shove. She was screaming out her needs as he pummeled her pussy with his cock. When she began tightening her cunt around his dick, he groaned.

“Fuck yeah, Kate. Just like that.” He concentrated on holding off his orgasm even as she squeezed him over and over.

“Damn, ah, fuck, Kate. Do that again. Yeah, just like that.” He wasn’t going to make it. His balls were boiling with his cum. Sparks flew down his spine as his cock bumped against her cervix.

She arched her back and screamed, going wild around him. Bruce was hanging onto her breasts with his mouth and fingers as she bucked and called out Marcus’s name.

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