Diamonds and Spurs [The Callens 9] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (14 page)

Vince crawled up her body and kissed her. “How would you like to ride me?”

Craig was Mr. Vanilla. Missionary style was his only option. “Music to my ears.” This way she could control the speed and drive him crazy. “I want to suck on your cock first,” she whispered.

This time, Vince groaned. “Be careful. It’ll be like riding a bull. You’ve got maybe seven seconds before I toss you off.”

That brought a giggle up her throat. They changed places, and she straddled him. He pulled the coverlet over her shoulders, and she slid backward until her hands and mouth were on him. He seemed thicker than Cam, but a smidge shorter. Both were massive, but from the amount of juices she was spewing, he’d fit nicely.

Although she was unable to see, his cock was an easy target. She cupped his sac and grabbed the base. She devoured him. He slipped his hands under the bag and cupped her shoulders.

“Darlin’.”

That one word said it all. He was on the edge and wanted her. Not wasting any time, she dove down on his cock and ran her tongue around in a circle. His grip tightened, and she sucked harder.

“Enough.” Vince lifted her shoulders. Foil ripped. With practiced precision, the condom found its mark before she could ask to do the honors. “Ride me, darlin’.”

“My pleasure.”

On her knees, she grabbed his cock. Instead of immediately taking him inside her, as her body was screaming for her to do, she pumped his cock a few times. Vince clamped a hand on her wrist. “You’re about to be thrown.”

She swallowed a giggle. “I’ll be good.”
Or not
.

She placed the head of his cock at her opening, but only lowered an inch. Her eyes popped open at his size. She’d misjudged him. He held her hips, but she wanted to be in control. With an even descent, she dropped down on him, stopping only to catch her breath. Every time she forged ahead an inch, she pulled up half the distance.

“You’re killing me, darlin’.”

Smiling, she relaxed her muscles and ate him up until he’d completely filled her. Her breath came out fast as his cock stretched her insides. She leaned over to kiss him. Her tight sheath clamped down hard on him. His nails dug into her skin.

She cupped his face and kissed him with abandon, and he returned the kiss with equal fervor. Vince broke the connection.

“As much as I want to spend an hour kissing you, my cock won’t let me.”

He tightened his grip on her hips, lifted his own, and drove into her. Her walls fluttered and her breath spiraled.

Gone was her ability to control the movement, but having Vince take over made for a richer experience. She pressed her hands on his shoulders and widened her legs to capture every inch of his power.

She leaned forward, and her clit received a delightful surprise. His cock pressed against her sensitive nub, and her world turned upside down. He lifted his head and met her lips halfway. They nibbled, licked, sucked, and kissed. The erotic, scorching kiss invaded her body and tumbled straight to her heart. She needed him like she needed the fresh air to survive.

“Mandy, Mandy, Mandy.”

Vince
!

Her muscles burned as he plowed into her. His cock grew and pulsed. Fire raced through her body, and she couldn’t take it any longer. “I’m coming.”

“Me. Too.”

She fell on his chest and pumped her hips hard as he drove his cock deep into her one last time. His seed pummeled the back of the condom, and he slid his hands higher and pulled her close.

Her heart rapidly fired as his lips tugged on her earlobe. As exhausted as she was, she wished her body would let her go another round. Now that he was in her blood, she wanted him again. And again.

The image of Cam popped in her brain. What was she to do? She wanted both.

Lilly’s words filtered back to her. “You are aware he and Cam share their women.”

She had all tomorrow to think about what she really wanted.

You know what you want
.

The horses snickered and whinnied. She was tossed on her side in a flash. Vince sat up.

“Fuck.”

“What’s wrong?”

“Someone’s here.”

Her heart tripped in her chest and her stomach lurched. Had Craig found her?

“Shh. Something alerted the horses,” Vince whispered.

He scrounged around the tent for his clothes. Mandy helped find his boots. Once dressed, he grabbed his knife and his gun. Now he wished he’d brought an extra weapon for Mandy.

“Be careful,” she said, her voice wavering.

“Don’t come out no matter what.” He prayed she’d obey.

“Yell if you need help.”

He almost smiled. “What can you do?”

“I’ll scream. You’d be surprised what ten women can do when they put their minds to it.”

God, she was amazing. Most would be whimpering. He unzipped the tent. His headlamp was on his forehead, but he didn’t turn it on for obvious reasons. No matter how lightly he moved, leaves and sticks crunched. The horses had calmed, but that didn’t mean the danger had passed. A wolf, a deer, a possum, or a man could be near.

Damn
. With one ear listening for a disturbance at camp, he walked down the path for five minutes. Nothing jumped out at him. Vince turned on his headlamp and scoured the landscape but saw nothing. Maybe it had been a snake or something that made the horses antsy. He had just turned back when someone screamed.

Shit
.

Then his heart spiked and plummeted to his stomach. As he sprinted toward camp, his legs turned to lead. Shouts sounded. His imagination went wild. Someone had found her.

“Mandy! I’m coming.”

Light flickered from the camp, but it wasn’t in the location of the fire pit and it wasn’t from flashlights.

Fuck
. The acrid stench of smoke hit him and he moved fast.

He passed the horses tugging on their reins. He had no time to soothe them. As he rounded the bend, his heart stopped. Fire licked the side of his tent.

“We need water, everyone,” Trinity shouted.

The women had crawled out of the safety of their sleeping bags. Trusty Trinity was tossing water on the tent and Mandy was naked, scooping up dirt and throwing it on the flames. Vince raced to her side. As soon as he saw she was okay, he removed his shirt and popped it over her head.

“You good?”

She sniveled. “Yes. I think.”

More water arrived, and they successfully doused the fire.

Leaves rustled up ahead.
Crap
. He hadn’t thought to check the path in the other direction. “Someone give Mandy some clothes. I’ll be right back.”

The women converged on her. She’d be fine, he told himself, at least physically.

He wanted to find who’d started the fire. From the sounds up ahead, none of the women in the group were the culprits. Horse’s hooves sounded and Vince slowed. He pictured the paths leading in that direction. Too many options existed for escape. Even if he charged back to his mount, he’d never catch the guy.

Defeat burned a bitter taste in his mouth. The attack was wrong on so many levels. The only good thing was the attacker might not have wanted her dead. If he had, he could have easily strangled her or shot her.

The plan to lure him away from the tent and then attack had worked.
Dumb, Vince
.

He should have seen it coming. All of the women had their headlamps blazing. Trinity had another fire going. No doubt she used the fire paste to start the fire in a hurry. Mandy sat in a ground-hovering camp chair with the women all huddling around her, rubbing her shoulders and talking softly to her.

As soon as he arrived, they moved to the side. He knelt. “Tell me what happened.”

Mandy inhaled. “As soon as you left, I got under the covers to wait for you. Then I heard leaves rustling next to the tent. I figured one of the ladies had woken and needed to pee.”

Sally stepped forward. “I was about to.”

“I’d turned off the lamp in the corner, thinking I’d be more of a target with it on.”

He should have thought of that. “You’re right.”

“My eyes were closed when I smelled smoke.”

Trinity spoke up. “I heard Mandy scream just as I was returning from using mother nature’s facilities.”

“You see anything?”

“Just the flames.”

He couldn’t believe the arsonist had outsmarted him. “Then what?”

Mandy sniffled. He wanted to comfort her so badly, but he believed if she told her story, she’d feel better.

“First I screamed. Then I grabbed my water bottle that was outside our tent and yelled for everyone to get up. I tossed it on the fire but that didn’t put it out. It happened so fast.”

“You did the right thing. Your quick reflexes saved you.”

Mandy placed a hand on his wrist. “I didn’t think. I reacted. I raced out of the tent naked. My thoughts jumbled. All I could think of was to contain the fire. The poop shovel was leaning against the tree. I grabbed that to dig the dirt, but it didn’t work well.”

One of the ladies waved her empty bottle. “I poured mine on the flames.”

They all deserved a medal. “Thank you all. I don’t think he’ll be back tonight.”

Mandy’s fingers tightened her grip. “Do you think we should head back?”

“If he was a hired hand, he did what he was asked to do. Scare you. If he wanted you dead—” He waved a hand. “Never mind.”

Two of the women gasped.
Way to go
. Vince stood. “Ladies, this has nothing to do with you. Trust me. Go back to sleep. Trinity and I will take turns keeping watch.”

Mandy didn’t move.

Trinity rubbed Mandy’s back. “Sweetie, you go with Vince and snuggle tight. I’ll keep the first watch.”

He trusted Trinity. He’d seen her shoot a gun, and she was damned good. He handed her his weapon. “You want this?”

“Thanks, but I got my rifle in the tent. Keep Mandy safe.”

He had every intention of doing that—now and forever.

The idea of forever shook him. Sharon had burned him, but in truth, his cock had made him say he wanted that woman. Mandy was a different story. She was good through and through.

“Come on. Let’s get some sleep.”

“You’re serious? I can’t sleep. Besides, part of the sleeping bag caught on fire.”

He held out his hand. “Let’s check. Come on. You can’t sit out here all night. You’re not dressed for the night air.”

She let him lift her to a stand. Her legs buckled when she stepped. On instinct, he picked her up and kissed her cheek. She smelled of smoke. Whether it was from the tent fire or the campfire he couldn’t tell.

He turned around. “Trinity, I’ll relieve you in a few.”

“Don’t worry about it.”

One of the reasons he loved the wilderness was because the people he met pulled together in time of need. At the tent, he set Mandy down. “Let me check the damage before you crawl in.”

Not that he wanted her to stand outside, but if he could make the inside presentable, she might feel better. When he crawled in, he realized they’d need another tarp. Back out he went.

“Wait here. I need some supplies.” He jogged to the horses. While it didn’t look like it would rain, Mandy would probably feel more secure if the hole was covered. He withdrew an extra ground cloth, as well as a spare sleeping bag, and returned. He had clothespins in his pack. Hopefully, his bag survived unscathed.

Vince wrapped an arm around her and pulled her tight. He kissed her forehead. “How you holding up?”

“I’ll survive.” Her shoulders straightened. “I’m not going to let this person get to me.”

He leaned back and tilted her chin. “What message do you think he or she was trying to convey?”

“They want me to leave. That I’m not welcome at the Callen ranch.”

He nodded. “Sounds about right. But believe me. The message was not sent by a Callen.”

“I know. If Craig is involved, he has another thing coming if he believes I’ll run back into his arms.”

Vince quickly attached the ground cloth to the side and went back in again. The sleeping bag hadn’t been burned, but with the water they’d thrown on it, it was wet. He rolled up hers and replaced it with the spare. After he rearranged their tent, he stepped outside.

“We’re all good.”

Her shoulders slumped. Adrenaline would boost the spirit for only so long. He led her inside and turned on the lamp in the corner.

“It doesn’t look too bad.”

He sat and tugged on her hand. “Come on.”

She sat next to him and crawled into his arms. That one action sealed his heart. She was the one for him.

“Can you just hold me?”

He kissed her lightly. “Forever.” With the pad of his thumb he swiped away the tears. “For what it’s worth, I want you here.”

She looked up. “For what it’s worth, I want to stay.” She tapped his chest. “Because of you. Because of Cam.”