Sequel to TABLE FOR THREE
Serena Dammler is recovering from a savage beating and needs protection. Cowboys and lovers Marc Weller and Tony Estabon are taking jobs as bounty-hunters, and their newest assignment is to capture her attacker and return him to Texas. They take one look at Serena's fragile beauty and decide she'd be the perfect third to their family.Serena's always dreamed of catching herself a rich man, and she'd do just about anything to make that dream come true. She's not going to allow herself to fall in love with her two cowboy protectors, no matter how sexy they are.
Marc and Tony want Serena as their third, but they want her love to be real and not based on their bank accounts. So what will it hurt if they take her to a little cabin on their ranch and pretend to be simple cowboys?
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STORY EXCERPT
“What room is Serena Dammler in?” Marc smiled at the elderly woman sitting at the information desk in the lobby of Pioneer Hospital. His fingers drummed impatiently on the counter while she pulled up the information on her computer.
“She’s on the second floor, room two twenty-one.” She pointed down the hall. “The elevators are down there on the left.”
“Thank you,” he mumbled and motioned for Tony to follow him. Silently, they entered the elevator and punched the button for the second floor. “After we talk to Ms. Dammler, we should drive by the sheriff’s office. We don’t wanna be busting heads with the local fuzz.”
Tony grunted, but didn’t say anything. The doors opened and together the two men walked over to the nurse’s desk and looked around. Marc didn’t see anybody at first, and then voices drifted out from a small room behind the desk.
“Dr. Farin’s not happy about having her admitted to his service. I think he avoids making rounds on her whenever he can.”
“Well, what do you expect?” The unknown female snorted. “It’s hard to feel sorry for somebody that finally got what they deserved.”
“You really believe Serena deserved to get beaten up? I went to school with her, and she’s not so bad.”
“That’s your opinion, but I guarantee the rest of the women in this town don’t feel the same. I still remember when Randy fell all over himself fixing her car last year. For free, no less. She came around the shop in her skimpy clothes, practically drooling all over him.”
“Do you think he slept with her?”
“He always claimed I was imagining things, but I never really believed him. Hell, Joseph told us all about the things she was into.”
Marc had heard enough. “Excuse me,” he called out loudly. He waited for one of the women to stick her head out of the room.
“Oh, sorry, I didn’t see you there.” An attractive blond woman dressed in pink scrubs walked over to the counter, followed closely by a brunette who could have passed for her twin. Both women were young and had badges on their uniforms identifying them as Evie and Alice.
Tony leaned close to Marc’s ear and whispered. “Stepford nurses.”
Camouflaging his snort with a cough, Marc pulled out his notebook and wrote down the names of the two nurses. “Which way is room two twenty-one?”
The women glanced briefly at each other and then the blonde spoke up, nodding toward the end of the hall. “It’s the next to the last room down there on the right.”
The brunette smirked. “Are you friends of the patient?”
The emphasis on the word friends wasn’t lost on Marc. He narrowed his eyes and put his notebook aside. “No, we’ve never met the lady. Let me ask you something, Alice. Have you and Evie ever heard of HIPPA laws?”
Alice hunched her shoulders and looked down at her feet. “Of course we have. Why do you ask?”
“Because you’ve violated patient confidentiality about a dozen times since we’ve been standing here.” Without another word, Marc walked away with Tony following close behind.
Just as they reached the end of the hall, the door to room two twenty-one opened, and a tall man wearing a law-enforcement uniform stepped out. His name plaque identified him as Sheriff Burtram. Marc stopped and eyed the man critically. “Sheriff Burtram, I’m Marc Weller, and this is my partner Tony Estabon. We were sent by the Houston PD to track and retrieve one Eric Abernathy. I understand he had an altercation with one of your citizens Friday evening.”
Sheriff Burtram glanced from Marc to Tony and back again. “According to Serena’s statement, she practically invited him up here and then refused to give him the information he wanted when he showed up.” He chuckled. “Understandably, he was a mite pissed off after coming all this way.”
Marc gritted his teeth, struggling to control his temper. “Sheriff, you do realize that Eric Abernathy is a convicted felon now presently guilty of parole violation as well as wanted for a new list of charges?”
“Yeah, I know all about the boy’s background. His conviction was for malicious mischief. That hardly qualifies him for leg irons.”
“The man beat a woman severely enough for her to be hospitalized,” Tony said with a growl.
“Yes, I know the details. He had a little tiff with his wife, and he paid the ultimate price. Doesn’t make him a habitual criminal.”
“Except that now he’s gone and put another woman in the hospital. Most folks in law enforcement would call him a serial offender.” Marc couldn’t believe the attitude of the man.
“Well, son, let’s not forget that this little lady invited him to the party. She had an agenda all her own and tried to get him to do her dirty work for her. This time, things just happened to go wrong.”
“Sheriff, have you got your men out looking for Eric?” Marc asked.
“Yes, they’ve been given a description and told to keep their eyes open. But, I’ll tell you the same thing I told Cass. That boy’s long gone by now. He skedaddled out of there as soon as he heard my sirens, and he’s probably still running as fast as he can.” He crossed his arms across his chest. “Are you planning on going in to talk to Serena?”
“Yes, we need to get her statement before we do anything else. Unless there’s some reason you don’t want us talking to her.” Marc just wanted to wipe the smug smile off the asshole’s face.
“No, not at all. You go right ahead, but you best be careful. Serena will be all over you two like white on rice. She’s partial to young, handsome men.” Laughing, he walked away.
Tony sighed deeply. “Let’s get this over with so we can get the hell out of here.”
ADULT EXCERPT
“Going somewhere, princess?” Tony asked. Both men were naked except for the towels draped around their waists. He walked over and took her in his arms. Bending, he brushed his mouth lightly against hers before pressing his tongue against her mouth. Gently he took her bottom lip between his teeth.
Marc pressed up against her back and let his face close in on her neck. “You smell good,” he whispered. “I don’t think we’ll ever get enough of you.”
Wicked, sensual thoughts fluttered through her mind when she felt his tongue flick against the skin of her neck. Her hands slid up Tony’s smooth chest to grip tightly on his shoulders. He released her mouth and pulled Serena’s head down to his chest while Marc rubbed her back in long, seductive strokes. Tony pulled her fingers away and kissed the tip of each one before he let her robe fall from her shoulders. The silk’s slow glide to the floor caressed her skin with the softest touch as a blush crept over her.
Marc’s hands ran up her torso to the outside of her breasts as he leaned closer, his chest hair tickling the skin of her back. Her hands timidly reached out and loosened the towel around Tony’s hips, unveiling the beauty of his masculine form. His cock, long and thick, jutted up toward his navel with just a glitter of moisture decorating the tip. His hands captured her taut nipples and rolled the tips, eliciting a groan from deep in her throat.
“I think she likes that, Marc.” Tony smiled as he flicked his thumbs back and forth across her sensitive nipples.
“Turn her around,” Marc demanded. His hands gripped her shoulders and turned her quickly, pulling her hard against his aroused cock. She lifted her hands to his chest and skated her palms upward through the dark, springy hair.
Her head fell back when she felt Tony suck her earlobe between his lips, nipping it lightly with his teeth while he ground his erection against her ass.
“Let’s move this to a soft surface,” Marc crooned. The men took her by the hands and led her to the bed. He turned to the dresser and came back with a bottle of oil in his hands. He winked at her. “This is edible. Get in the center of the bed and lay down.”
“No, I’ve got a better idea.” Tony moved onto the bed. “Come on, princess. I want you to lie on top of me.”
“Oh, yeah. Perfect,” Marc drawled. When she didn’t move right away, Marc kissed her softly. “It’s all right, sunshine. We’ll take good care of you.”
Serena almost snorted. She wasn’t worried about them taking care of her, just the opposite. How disappointed were they going to be when they found out everything she knew came from books and not hands-on experience? She started to climb on top of Tony and then yelped when he reached and plucked her off the bed and settled her on top of his warm, aroused body. Before she could muster her thoughts, he pulled her closer and murmured her name against her mouth. He skimmed the tip of his tongue across the seam of her lips before slipping it inside mingling their flavors together.
On her other side, Marc was toying with her hair, his body close to hers. Sandwiched between them, she could feel his thick cock nestled against her ass as he pressed a kiss into her nape. He lifted his head, slipping his hands along her shoulders and down to her waist. “This might be a little cold, baby.”
Serena squealed and glared at him over her shoulder as the cold oil dripped down her back. “That wasn’t very nice.”
He just grinned as he worked in the fragrant liquid, relaxing her muscles. Once the oil evenly coated her back, he turned it into a sensual massage, his hands sliding down, rubbing and kneading the area from her shoulders down to her ass.
Serena started when Tony ran a shaking hand over her from her shoulder to her hip and then up again, cupping one breast. “You’re so damn beautiful,” he whispered reverently. Instinctively, she rubbed herself against his cock, which had grown even harder between them as he caressed the hardening tip of her nipple against his palm. He bowed his head to one breast and laved the nipple hungrily with his tongue while kneading the other one between his fingertips. Latching onto one hard nipple, he suckled, tugging hard enough to send sharp spasms to her throbbing clit. He raised his head from his feast on her breasts and grinned at her wickedly. She felt a light smack on her ass and before she could voice a complaint, Tony stilled her with a kiss, his tongue exploring her mouth, finding all the sensitive spots.
“I want to watch you suck him while I’m inside you.” Marc’s words tickled the hairs against the back of her neck. He caught her hips, urging her to rise up.
Tony threaded his hands through her hair and drew her closer to his cock. “Touch me,” he whispered harshly.
Remembering every erotic book she’d ever read, Serena opened her mouth over him, sucking the head of his cock and then running her tongue around the sensitive ridge at its base. She raked her nails down his thighs, her teeth along his shaft.
“Careful, princess,” he cautioned. “Watch those teeth, pretty lady.”
She looked up and grinned before tentatively running her fingers along the velvety length to the tip that glistened with a drop of pre-cum.
Pulling her courage together, she ran her tongue down into the slit to tease him, surprised at the salty, musky taste. She swirled her tongue around the tip and then opened her mouth to take as much of his length as she could handle. As she pulled back, she gripped her fingers around the hard shaft and swirled her tongue around and around.
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