The Badger City Gang [Bride Train 7] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) Read Online Free

didn’t object to his protection. Her breasts throbbed along with the place between her legs. Now that she knew what it felt like to kiss a man, she wanted more.
    She heard the giggle of approaching brides when she arrived beside the locomotive. With luck, they’d think her high color was from the exercise.
    “Miss Mason, your collar is undone, again. How wicked!”
    The strident voice, always ready to accuse her of not being a proper lady, grated even more than normal. Luckily, they hadn’t seen her with the handsome, arrogant, heat-provoking stranger.
    “Clarabelle, I’ve been on one of my brisk walks,” she replied in a bored tone. “I’m hot. God will not strike me down for being a bit more comfortable while I’m enjoying His gift of nature.”
    As always, she waited for the others to precede her. It was easier that way as she didn’t get poked with parasols or have her hem stepped on. She took one last breath of relative freedom and climbed the steps to the bridal carriage.
    She spoke of God’s gifts, freely given to those who chose to accept them. Was the arousing man also a gift? Mama insisted God worked in mysterious ways, but it was up to those receiving His gifts to realize what they were.
    She sighed as she settled onto her bench and the train’s wheels started moving. If everything went as usual, she’d spend a couple of hours being forced by proximity to listen to the others titter about the men they’d seen, and flirted with, before she tried to sleep. Not on a real bed, of course. The train had hard benches which, now that their numbers had thinned, they no longer had to share. She treasured those small mercies.
    Once the others were asleep, she’d unbar the door and step outside for some cool air. She loved to stand between the carriages and hold on to the railing, thrilling at the wind rushing past her face. The rumble of the wheels under her feet would transfer a vibration up her legs. If she really felt wicked she would lean her belly against the railing. It made something quiver deep inside her, a feeling like nothing she’d known before stepping on the train.
    But now she knew there was something even greater. Something her mother had found in her father, and then put aside to marry the man chosen by her parents. Mama had become Mrs. Edmond Mason, but never gave up her love for the man Katherine knew only as Wilbur. Her mother had died before she could whisper his last name. All she knew was that her father wanted to travel far to the west. She prayed someone knew if he’d made it Virginia City.
    I’ll find him, she vowed. Someone must know of her mother’s loving Wilbur. And then she’d find the same love for herself. There had to be one man who’d accept her just as she was.

Chapter 4
     
    Zach McInnes waited outside the bridal carriage for the rising sun to give him enough light to see. He rubbed his eyes and blinked to clear them. He’d spent too many hours last night thinking of his woman instead of sleeping. How long would it take before she would let him do more than think about her at night?
    He liked the way her hips swayed when she walked away from the train, swinging her bonnet. When he’d heard her say she wanted a lover to teach her everything, he’d almost tripped over his boots. His cock rose in memory of her squirming over his hip, legs spread, as he held her away from the snake.
    She was ripe for loving and dammit, he was going to be that lover!
    He winced and tried to make room for his parts in his pants. It’d be cold in the mountains tonight, but his woman would be nice and warm, snuggled between his body and Rusty’s. After that kiss he had a damn good idea she’d want them as lovers. His cock throbbed at the idea of getting her naked, but he’d wait as long as she needed.
    First he had to get her off this train and all the way to the Running W. It helped that Lady Luck was on his side. Some fool woman had left the door to the brides’ carriage unbarred.