Paying Their Piper with Passion and Love [Loving in Silver 6] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (15 page)

Merck went, eager to get back to what they had been planning before the untimely interruption. Stripping out of his clothes took mere seconds. He headed into the bathroom and went to the large shower to turn on the water. It didn’t take long for the water to heat up. He stepped in, hoping Jace wasn’t going to be long. There were a lot of things they could do in the shower and he was willing to try a few of them. Giving the man another blow job while the water splashed on them both would be really hot. Then maybe Jace could give him a blow job, same scenario. With his cock jerking with his thoughts, Merck didn’t know if he would last long. One touch from Jace might be all it took to send him over the edge.

When the steam-covered door opened his gaze went to what Jace held in his hands. In one hand was a length of black rope, the sight of which made his cock jerk. In the other was a rather intimidating butt plug from his toy collection. Heat swept over Merck and his heart began beating faster as he figured out just what Jace was planning.

He wasn’t wrong he discovered a moment later when Jace placed the butt plug on the shelf beside the bottle of waterproof lube, freeing up his hands to tie Merck’s wrists together.

They stared at one another when he had finished. “You don’t mind if I fuck you like this, do you?”

“Fuck no!” Merck replied, already feeling like a slut eager to bend over and have the thing jammed into him. “I want to play.”

“Good, I want to play, too.” The rope was tied to the bar. Then Jace was moving Merck’s body into the position he wanted it. His legs quivered as he anticipated his lover’s next move. A finger slid down into the cleft of his ass, finding his asshole and rimming it until he was pushing back, wanting more. “Do you want me to fuck your ass?”

“Yes, I want you to fuck my ass.”

With his own cock throbbing and his balls pulling up tight to his body, Merck knew it wouldn’t be long before he came. Just the dirty talk was enough to send him over the edge if Jace kept it up. He wrapped his fingers around the bar and held on as a lubed finger pressed its way into the tight ring of muscle. A moan of pleasure left his lips. Fire was flickering along his limbs. His nipples were tight, aching pebbles.

As if Jace knew what he needed a hand slid over his back then around to his chest. A nipple was caught, pinched, rolled, and then pulled. The sensation seemed to pull at other parts of his body. His cock jerked and wept droplets of pre-cum. His asshole tightened around the finger pushing deep inside him. Moaning, his hips moving, he pushed against the finger in his ass and pulled against the fingers holding his nipple.

It wasn’t long before Jace had his asshole stretched and was introducing the flexible, lifelike cock into his ass. The wide head popped past his sphincter. Merck shouted his pleasure, enjoying the burn, the sudden overwhelming sensation of being stretched to the limits. Once he had caught his breath Jace began fucking him with the toy, driving it deep before pulling it back until only the head remained within. His moans of pleasure filled the shower stall. His muscles began to tense. He was so close to losing his load as the man pegged his gland over and over. Then Jace pushed the toy all the way in, his asshole sliding shut around the narrow shaft near the flat base.

Jace stepped up behind him and grabbed him by the hips. His cock was jammed between Merck’s legs, rubbing his balls and along his own cock. Tied to the bar, stretched out across the shower, he was completely at his lover’s mercy as he began to fuck his cock against Merck’s. Each time Jace’s groin pushed against the butt plug it was shoved forward into his dark channel, pegging his prostate.

The pleasure was so intense Merck dazedly thought he just might pass out. The combination of sensations, the huge fake cock in his ass, the cock rubbing his own and his balls, the hand now in his hair and holding tight, were pushing him close to the edge of complete oblivion. He remembered just in time that he had passed out the night before and prayed he didn’t do it again.

“Jace, I…”

Too late. Merck came hard and fast, his body jerking violently. The man behind him wrapped his powerful arms around him, supporting him, as Jace followed him over the edge, shouting his pleasure, holding him up even as his own world spun with blinding pleasure. Twin streams of pearly cum jetted onto the wet tile floor as their balls emptied.

Merck was grateful for the man’s strength. Though he didn’t think he was going to pass out, his legs felt as wobbly as a newborn calf’s. His fingers cramped around the bar.

Firm lips were pressed between his shoulder blades. “You good, baby?”

“Yes,” he said weakly, laughing.

“Do you want this out?” The butt plug was played with.

“Not yet.”

A moment later his wrists were released with the single tug on the end of the rope. Jace turned him, pulling him close. Their sagging cocks nestled together. “You’re amazing,” he told Merck, his voice thick with emotion. “How did I get so lucky to meet such an incredible man?”

Once again Merck was equally amazed that he’d met Jace. He was everything anyone could ever want. And the man didn’t snore.

What would have happened if he hadn’t stopped in the town’s square to watch Piper and her pets? What if he hadn’t walked Ms. Bradley across the street?

“I couldn’t tell you,” he said finally, stroking his hands over muscled shoulders. “But I’m glad it happened.”

Jace kissed him long and hard, causing his toes to curl into the carpet. When he was released he grinned and left his lover standing beside the bed. He lit the fire and adjusted the screen in front of it. Then he was turning on the CD player, adjusting it so the music was soft and in no way intrusive. After that he was turning off the light and climbing into bed, waiting expectantly. Jace was there a moment later, pulling the blankets over them both before reaching for him. They held each other, muscular arms locked around strong bodies, warm breath caressing beard-shadowed jaws.

“You do know how to do sexy,” Jace said softly, kissing his ear.

“You don’t mind?”

“No. It’s perfect. And pretty soon we’ll have Piper here with us.”

Merck’s hand slid down over Jace’s back. “It’ll take more than wishes to get her here.”

“It’ll take some work, but we’ll get her here. We just have to show her what great guys we are.”

A short, humorless laugh escaped him. “Good luck with that. Now, what are you wanting to do with this?” he asked, finding Jace’s throbbing cock with a searching hand.

“I’m going to love you with it.”

And he did. One more magical, passionate night Merck would never forget.

Now if they could only figure out how to convince Piper that they were part of her future and her freedom.

Piper examined the store fronts closely, a sense of satisfaction and pride spreading through her. Silver’s Doggie Spa and Silver’s Pet Help Center were side by side. The doggie spa would cater to vacationers and residents wanting a secure place to leave their pets for a few hours a day. The pet help center would be there for those people needing advice or financial aid to care for their furry family member.

The amount of work she had done in the past few weeks was just mind-boggling. It was sad that all she had to compare it to was her life
before
arriving in Silver. Sure, there had been times when she had helped her mother with her charity work. But that had been her mother’s thing and she had never been made to feel as if she was even welcome to do it. When she tried to find other things to devote her time to her father had stepped in, all but putting a stop to anything which took her beyond the Barrow’s property line.

It had surprised her when he had allowed her to take on the cause of animal welfare, the treatment of rodeo animals in particular. It was a rough, tough world and Piper had ventured into it with the best of intentions. Even though the animals looked to be healthy, it was the reason behind their bucking which had disturbed her. Were they only trying to rid their backs of riders? Was there something someone was doing to
encourage
the intense bucking? She had been determined to find out. And it was no surprise when she had been met with cold suspicion and resistance by those in the rodeo world. She wasn’t the first to investigate their practices and she very much doubted she would be the last.

It had taken time but Piper had finally found a cowboy willing to show her the ropes, both figuratively and literally. Merck Rushton had taken her around, shown her the bulls and horses, the pens they were kept in, how they were moved, the ropes, saddles, and other equipment used on them.

While she was becoming reassured that the animals weren’t being abused it hadn’t been an instant thing. She had kept going back and now wondered if the reason had been more to do with the handsome and sexy stock contractor than her original mission.

Sighing, Piper took a last look at the new signs on the store fronts. They were, like every sign in and around Silver, rather understated. There was no flashy neon. There weren’t three-foot letters. There wasn’t even a curb sign. The signs were a rather calm blue with gold lettering. She liked them.

Going inside the doggie spa she walked through the security gate beyond the door to the waiting area, which was divided by a four foot wall and yet another gate and the welcome desk. It wouldn’t be a simple thing for a dog to just run out. All guests had to be leashed or in a carrier when brought in.

As she walked through to the first room she was again pleased with the end results. The open area in the middle was surrounded on three walls by what appeared to be shower stalls, with tempered glass doors. Inside each cubicle the floor was covered with durable, easily-cleaned carpet, a raised bed with an orthopedic pad and blanket, and stainless steel bowls for food and water.

Since the doggie spa would cater to pet owners at all financial levels, there were several larger pens which were very luxurious, including furniture covered with pet-resistant fabric, TVs for the pets who enjoyed, or were thought to enjoy, such a thing. Appropriate pet-rated shows would be provided. There was also a menu for the owners to choose their pet’s meals from and grooming services for those wanting it.

There were two large play areas inside and outside which would be utilized when the weather was mild enough for it. Piper walked around play areas. They were enclosed with welded, enamel-covered wire panels which were fixed to the ground. There was no way for a dog to push or dig under it. The tops were also covered with panels. There wouldn’t be any escapees over or under, she thought with a smile.

A poke on the leg reminded Piper that certain pets wanted their lunch. Bending down she scratched Sparkle behind the ear. The little pig grunted and ran off as fast as her little legs would carry her. Unlike a great many of the popular small pigs, Sparkle was not overweight. Some owners thought they should just feed their pig anything it wanted to eat, or that they were supposed to be fat to be happy. Some pigs were so overweight the joints in their legs were being destroyed. Others had health issues that could have been avoided by a careful, controlled diet.

Sparkle ran ahead of her into the spa as she opened the door. She went into the office and began nosing the door of the locked cabinet which held her pellets. They went into the dish, as did carrot chunks.

Piper sat down in the chair by the desk, smiling as she watched Sparkle crunch enthusiastically. Charm had chosen to stay home. Their new house had a window which looked out over the garden where there was a lot of bird activity. It had become the “to be” place in the house. It also was sunny so Piper had placed a towel for her cat to nap on. Mindy had chosen to try out one of the new guest enclosures, sleeping under a blanket on a tiny cot. She guessed that as far as product testing went, it was a success.

When the phone rang she looked at the caller ID. Her lips pressed together. It was her father again. He had located her during her second week in Silver. She wasn’t surprised that he had done so. And she wasn’t surprised that he was calling daily to try to convince her to return home, where, he stated in that unemotional, implacable way of his, she belonged.

Piper ignored the phone. Standing, she picked up her purse and her jacket. It was the beginning of June but the air off the mountains could be chilly at times. Waiting for Sparkle to finish getting a drink to rinse down her pellets and carrots, she sighed with relief when the phone finally stopped ringing.

Closing and locking the door, she went around and checked to see that everything was secured. She collected Mindy and locked the front door. The grand opening of both the spa and the help center was the following day, though there was already a phone number posted on the door of the center, should anyone need it.

Though her day would start very early the next morning, Colt had planned a celebratory supper at the Silver Star Hotel for her. He had promised Mink would be there. Her brother had come to her house a few times for supper or to hang out. It had been strange and somewhat difficult for them both in the beginning and was only now getting to the point where they were comfortable with one another.

Mink never asked about their father and Piper never mentioned the man. He did, however, tell her all about his mother. It was obvious that he had loved her with all his heart and was still dealing with her death, though she had died a few years before. She could understand that. His mother had been the only person he’d ever had in his life that he could count on. And he could count on her. Rose Montgomery had never allowed anyone to abuse her son, including the man she had been living with until the day he told Mink he was not his father. The pain he had caused her son was enough for her to end the relationship and to never look back. After that she had devoted herself to him. Perhaps his mother had done too much for him, because Mink seemed unable to function with much confidence.