Book #2 of the Bound and Tied Series
by Myla Jackson
With a little help from her friend, she can learn to play the game.
Zach Braun struggles to resist his unnatural desire for his claim partner, Jake. The two rugged miners have been alone in the mountains for months, with no women to relieve them. Exhilarated by the discovery of gold, they give in to their lust and discover sexual delights in each other.
Cowgirl KC Matheson is fresh out of ideas. Thanks to her father's unlucky poker hand, her family is about to lose their ranch. Desperate to entice the winner to let her family keep their home, KC appeals to a sensual stranger, Rosalyn, to help awaken her inner vixen. A vixen with the womanly skills to make a deal with the devil.
Sent to fetch a companion for his partner's pregnant wife, miner Jake Thompson never thought luck could change this fast. First, his royal flush lands him a ranch. Then a punch in the face. Now the rancher's daughter, a woman with a body made for sin, is trying to seduce him into giving up his winnings. Jake has a better idea: her for the ranch. And to ensure she makes good on the bargain, there's a catch-she has to keep his interest, or the deal is off.
The three set off on the two-day trek to Jake's claim, experiencing wondrous delights in the cool mountain air. Then reality sets in, leaving Jake saddled with a mail-order bride, a deflowered virgin, and an unexpected desire to make things right with KC…forever.
This title contains hot ménage a trois scenes, girl-on-girl action, bondage, and two determined women—double the heat for one sexy miner. To settle a debt right proper only takes some female know-how, a willing student and a length of rope!
Jake stood next to the fire, stripped his shirt off his back and draped it over a branch near the crackling flames. "If it offends you, turn your backs. I'll only take a moment."
KC obliged. Rosalyn had no qualms watching Jake strip out of his trousers. "My, my. He is quite the catch," she whispered.
"Have you no decency?" KC hissed through her clattering teeth. Too cold to give a damn, she finally moved to unbutton her shirt, only her fingers were too stiff to maneuver the buttons out of their holes.
"Let me. After all I feel responsible."
"Damn right you are. What got into you?"
"I don't know. Seems like you might have taken all night to get naked." She removed the last button and slipped the shirt from KC's shoulders. "Falling in the creek sped up the process." Her slim fingers trailed over KC's chilled skin, spreading warmth where they touched. "Mr. Thompson, is it right to assume sharing body warmth is one of the best ways to warm somebody quickly?"
Rosalyn unbuttoned her riding coat and slipped it from her shoulders. She worked the buttons loose at the waist of her riding skirt and let it slide down over her hips leaving her standing in her blouse and drawers. She planted her fists on her hips and glared from KC back to Jake where each stood transfixed. "Are you two going to stand there and freeze to death?"
"No, ma'am." Jake shucked his trousers and long underwear, standing there in nothing but the clothes God gave him, a grin spreading across his face.
"That's more like it." Rosalyn removed her blouse and twisted her arms behind her to reach for the strings of her corset.
Jake came up behind her. "Let me help."
KC stood with her mouth open as Jake let Rosalyn manipulate him like she'd manipulated KC into the water and now out of her clothing. The cool night air made her sluggish and she'd stopped shivering. If she didn't get out of the wet trousers, they'd freeze against her skin. The nights in the mountains sometimes got down below freezing. If she didn't do something soon, she might as well die.
With a sigh, she unbuttoned her trousers and peeled them down over her thighs, kicking them and her boots off together.
Jake whistled when she stood naked in the light from the campfire, his hand growing still over the laces of Rosalyn's corset.
Rosalyn reached behind her, finishing loosening the laces and slid the corset down over her hips, pushing the drawers with it. Still wearing her fancy black boots and nothing else, she grabbed the blanket from the back of her saddle and spread it out beside the fire.
Jake grabbed his and the one from the back of KC's saddle and held them out.
KC shook her head, the lure of the fire too much of a temptation to avoid Jake's naked body. Rosalyn walked by her and squeezed her naked ass. "Shoulders back. Be proud of your body," she whispered.
With a deep breath, KC pushed her shoulders back and forced her arms to her sides. Her breasts jutted forward, the nipples forming shriveled little peaks, gooseflesh pebbling every inch of her skin.
"Come, Katherine." Jake held the blanket for her as she walked into it and let him wrap its warmth around her curves.
"My name is KC." Her words shook with the force of a mighty shiver snaking down her spine.
"I'm not going to ravish your body." He grinned. "At least not until you're thawed out."
Her lips pressed together. "Have I told you I've been known to throw a two-hundred pound calf down in twenty seconds?" She lost some of the threat in her voice by the sound of her teeth clattering together.
Jake laughed out loud, the movement rumbling against her back. "I'll be sure not to bawl like a calf."
His laughter made the frown loosen on KC's forehead. The man was almost human when he smiled. Still, she held tightly to her anger at the entire situation, while knowing she had to live up to her end of the ill-fated bargain.
A shiver shook his frame and he hugged her back to his front, fitting the curve of her bottom against his thighs.
Rosalyn took the other blanket and wrapped it around her shoulders, then she stood behind Jake, enfolding him into the warmth of her dry arms. They stood sandwiched together beside the fire, letting the blaze warm them.
As KC's body began to relax, she could feel other parts of Jake's body stiffen. Her breath quickened. How soon would he demand the ultimate payment? Would she be ready? Would it hurt?
Rosalyn's hands moved around Jake and bumped against KC's back, skimmed down over her to her bottom. "It works better if you get skin to skin, KC."
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