Ordered By The Mountain Man: A Modern Mail-Order Bride Romance Read Online Free Page A

fiancé,” she says, looking over at Dirk and smiling. “To be honest, I was pretty scared. No offense, Dirk.”
    “None taken, darling,” Dirk says, kissing her cheek. “Frankly, I’d be scared if you were mine, too. Don’t think I could handle such a pretty young girl. Now, I’m going to take these bags to your room now, all right?”
    She nods, then turns back to Mason and me.
    “So you were planning your getaway?” Mason asks her.
    “Something like that,” she murmurs, still looking at me. “But I’m glad I didn’t leave.”
    “Since Boone’s an ass who doesn’t see the need to introduce us,” my brother says, “I’ll take it upon myself. I’m Mason, Boone’s twin brother.”
    “Good to meet you, Mason,” she says slowly before looking up at me, her pouty lips parting. “Boone, Dirk told me all about you.”
    “Did he now?” I ask, wondering what exactly Dirk would say about me.
    “He did. Said you’re nicer than you seem.”
    “That’s about right, Boone doesn’t make things easy for anyone. You wanna be his friend, you’ve gotta work him over for a while. It’s the reason he needed me to come help here at the lodge. His presence scares the guests,” Mason quips, looking between Delta and me.
    “You ready to get the fuck out of here, Mason?” I ask, not having the energy to deal with his supposed wit and humor. If you ask me, he’s an immature asshole who gets what he wants. And I’m apparently his enabler.
    “Whatever, Boone,” Mason says, scoffing as he steps away. “I’ll see you both in an hour or so, for dinner, unless you’d rather I take you to my room, Delta?”
    Delta’s eyes crease in confusion.
    “I’ll take that as a no, for now.” Mason wags his eyebrows at her, and I shove him away. What a fucking prick. This woman is mine, not his. He can order his own goddamn wife if he wants one so badly.
    Mason laughs, then jogs off, and it’s just her and me.
    “What else did Dirk say?” I ask, realizing her tits look fucking amazing in her little blouse, noticing that her eyes are deep chocolate brown and that I want to run my hands through her long hair, wrap it in my fists as I take her as mine.
    Delta licks her lips. “He said you might seem more intimidating than you really are.”
    “Are you intimidated?” I ask, stepping toward her.
    “Maybe a little,” she says. “I wasn’t expecting all of this.” She gestures at me, sighing slightly as she does. “I wasn’t expecting that you’d be mine.”
    “You get me all to yourself. You just have to follow a few rules.”
    “Good,” she says, moving toward me. “Because I came here to be someone’s woman.”
    “You want me to tell you what to do?” I ask, my arm wrapping around her waist, pulling her close to me. I want her to feel my cock, to know I’m a real fucking man.
    “Back home I could do what I pleased,” she says, her voice low and sultry. “But now I want to do things different.”
    “Oh, yeah?” I ask, my mouth leaning to her ear. “What would you like to do different?”
    “Instead of pleasing myself, maybe I could please you.”

Chapter Four

Delta
    A m I horny as hell ? Yes.
    Is Boone hands down the hottest man I’ve ever met? Certainly.
    Any way I could have met a man this sexy anywhere else? Not a chance.
    His twin brother Mason has nothing on Boone. Mason is all boyish charm and douchebag allure. I don’t want a boy who’s looking to get laid. I want a man who is ready to fuck.
    And Boone is beyond panty-melting, lip-licking perfection. He’s going to be my husband, and his commanding presence tells me he has no questions about what to do with me in the bedroom.
    I know I said this was going to be a short-term adventure of a marriage that would eventually end, because I’m twenty-two and not actually going commit to anyone forever.
    But if this insta-lust is anything to go by, I may be sticking around longer than I thought.
    “Delta?” he growls, leaning in closer, his