Annabelle: An Erotic Western Spanking Menage (Doms of Destiny Trail Book 1) by Samantha Madisen

Author:Samantha Madisen
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Thirteenth Line Publications
Published: 2015-12-09T17:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

The smell of strong coffee roused Rem from sleep. With blurry eyes he turned to look out the window. The haze of morning was just being pushed back towards the night by the light of the sun. Realizing he wasn't in his own bed caused the memory of everything that had happened yesterday flooded through him, followed by an angry lust for vengeance. He looked over and realized Annabelle and Blaise were still sleeping. His cock stiffened at the sight of her.

He'd felt a need like never before for her, last night and he felt it now. But they'd agreed, Blaise and he, that they wouldn't claim her until they were properly married. So instead of unwrapping her of the blankets she was curled into, he pushed the thought of her beautiful round, naked body to one side and slipped slowly, softly out of the bed.

Amos was up already, coffee in hand, looking out the window and down the dusty road.

"Morning Mr..." Rem began, catching his mistake before he said it out loud. "Morning Amos." Amos turned to him with a smile.

"Morning Rem. How'd you sleep?" Amos replied.

"Slept like a log. In fact, I'll need some of that coffee if I'm not to just lie right back down and go back to sleeping."

"Coming right up. There's a lot that happened yesterday, that's for sure." Amos crossed the kitchen, took a cup out of the cupboard and poured Rem a steaming mug of black coffee. "That'll set you straight."

"Sure will," Rem said, taking a long draw, slowly not to burn his tongue. "Yup. That'll do it."

"Look, Rem, I hope you don't mind but I had one of the boys that came in today send for a friend of mine."

"Oh?" Rem asked, taking another sip of the tarry liquid.

"He's an old friend. A retired judge." Rem scowled. "It's not what you think. I don't think getting the law involved in any of this would do any good. No I just..." Amos paused, searching for the words to finish his thought. "I just thought that, well, call me old fashioned but I thought that..."

"...that we should marry those girls proper?" Rem asked evenly over the rim of his mug. Amos sighed in relief at being spared having to say the words himself.

"That's just it Rem."

"Mr...uh, sorry. It's just going to take some getting used to. Amos, I couldn't agree with you more and I couldn't be happier that you did. I know the other fellas'll feel the same way. In fact I know they will."

"Oh that's a relief Rem. For a while there I thought I might have overstepped."

"Morning all."

"Good morning."

Rem and Amos turned to see Tex and Mack walking into the room, rubbing the sleep from their eyes. The swelling on Mack's face had gone down and the bruises had darkened some.

"Well, pretty soon you'll be as good as new," Rem said, walking over to him and putting a finger on his cheek to turn his head.

"Yow!" Mack said, backing up a step.

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