Page 74 of The Hardest Part

Please.

“Yes.” She grabbed onto his wrist. “Finger-fuck me, now. Hard. I need to come.”

He pushed her into the tack room and, pulling her pants down to her knees, Jake bent her over a chair. “How many fingers, baby? Jake get you up to four yet?”

“Sometimes.” Her thighs were shaking.

“Mmm.” He put in one, then two, then three. “Just wait ’til you take all five.”

“Fuck.”

“Like the thought of that, too, do ya?”

“Yes.” She heard his buckle unlatch.

He rubbed the hot fluid dripping out of her up the crack of her ass. “Me too, baby. If you can take my fist, then you can take us both inside you.”

“Are you gonna fist me now?” God, she wanted him to.

“Fuck, Em.” He fucked her cunt with his fingers, kissing his way up her spine. “You don’t know how bad I want to see my hand disappear inside you. It’s gonna happen, I promise, and when it does, we’ll all be together on our bed. Jake suckin’ on your titties. Rubbin’ your clit.”

Jesus.

“We’ll always know what you need.” The head of his dick poked at her asshole. “Play with your nipples, baby.”

“You don’t have lube.”

“I could get enough right here from you.” Billy’s fingers were in her pussy. He wasn’t wrong. “But don’t worry, I ain’t fuckin’ your ass here.”

He slid his dick between her cheeks, pumping his hips while he fucked her with his fingers. “I just love you so much.”

“And I love you.”

Sweat dripped from his hair onto her back, and he thrust faster and faster. His dick and his fingers were in perfect sync.

Hot semen spurted onto her skin.

Then he went still. He stayed like that for a moment, then catching his breath, Billy turned her around.

“I’m so sorry.” He scrubbed his face with his hands. “Fuck, what have I done?”

He’d become too well acquainted with this log by the river. Levi sat on it, staring out at the vista before him as he had with Walker the day before. He could smell the beans and bacon cooking. It did little to motivate him. Even though today was for rest, he had to get going. There was still so much to do.

Get the horses shod.

See about the oxen and winter supplies.

Repack the wagon to make space for the provisions they’d purchased.

And for my wives.

Yes, plural.

He couldn’t have one without the other, and Levi wanted them both, so the world be damned, he was taking them.

How he would explain his decision to Elijah and his sisters, Levi did not know. Of course, he wanted their approval, not that he thought he’d get it, but they were his family. He didn’t care what anyone else might think. In time, he hoped they’d at least come to respect it.

Another hour rolled by when Elijah sat down on the log beside him. He was quiet for several moments before he cleared his throat. “Walker told us.”

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