Page 121 of Knot Her Cowboys
Maybe when the day came that she wore all of our marks, the people who wanted her for themselves would see she had chosen us and they could do nothing about it. They were already butting up against pack law by trying to interfere when she was bonded to Cash. Darlene didn’t know that part, and neither did the Deckers, but maybe it was time to make that public.
“You should register the bond,” I told Cash as we sat on the blankets, waiting for Riley to recover.
“Yeah?”
“We need people to know so she’s safe. I imagine your mom will have told all her friends by now.”
“She definitely has.” He looked at me curiously. “You don’t want to wait until she chooses more of us before we spread the word further than that?”
“I want her protected. If we have to tell the world our business to do that, so be it.”
“Okay. I’ll register the bond when we get back.”
I nodded slowly, turning over the people we could tell who might be able to help. Cash’s family were big money out here, so their opinion held sway. Dakota’s family would spread the news, and so would Levi’s, though they hadn’t met her yet. Besides Morgan, my family wouldn’t give a shit, though they did have some influence. Not wise to poke that bear, though. The less Wayne knew about my personal business, the better.
“We should probably build a second space just for private events,” I commented. “Pack families get too big for most of the spots we have available unless we’re outside, and that was made very apparent trying to fit them all in the house.”
“You know what would work great for private events?” Cash said slyly.
“What?”
“A restaurant.”
I froze, my gaze darting from him toward Riley. “Do you think she would want to?”
“It’s a possibility,” he replied. “She didn’t get to follow that dream in New York, but there’s no reason she couldn’t have that here.”
“How would it work with us being so far out of town?”
“Good things draw people in. Riley’s a wizard with making everything delicious. We could host weddings and work parties.”
The whole thing blossomed in my head. We had the space to accommodate destination weddings, and the property was certainly beautiful enough to attract people who wanted memorable photographs.
Heat fizzed over my body and I caught Riley looking at me with fire in her eyes.
“You ready to have your world rocked again, honey bun?” Cash asked, grinning in response to her smile as she nodded.
Dakota and Levi walked her into the shallows and let her slide off their deflating knots. Riley trotted over to us, and I couldn’t help but stare at the luscious ripple of her thighs and hips with each step, and the bounce of her breasts as she navigated the lakeshore before crash landing in my lap.
Her mouth was voracious, ravenous.
Cash poured some of the warm rinsing water over her skin before nudging both of us so I sprawled out on my back and took her with me.
Her lips were so fucking sweet.
I let Cash maneuver us, groaning as her hips sank down, her cunt swallowing up my cock. The pop of a bottle top let me know Cash was getting her ready for another double-team.
Riley rocked impatiently. Now that we had broken down the last barriers between us, I wanted her to have everything she craved. A quick adjustment allowed me to use my feet to brace myself and propel my hips up into her.
“Fuck, yes.” She breathed the words into my kiss.
Deciding to be extra helpful, I filled my hands with the opulent curves of her ass cheeks and spread them apart to make Cash’s work easier.
It still seemed like a miracle that Riley was here. I’d missed her more than anything, and the opportunity to love her on a permanent basis was a euphoria I’d given up hope of experiencing. If it had taken all of that suffering to bring her back into my arms, I would do it over again in a heartbeat. So long as she came back to me, I would endure all of it a thousand times.
Cash paused my movement with a light touch on my knee, and I held my breath as he eased his way in. Riley clung to me with her whole body trembling, a symphony of desperate omega noises spilling out of her.
“Come on up here, honey bun,” Cash crooned. “Show Cooper how pretty you are while you’re getting fucked.”
