Breath of the Feathered Serpent by Pelaam Read Free Book Online

them slowly, enjoying the pleasure.
    His hips moved in counterpoint to his hand, thrusting to the same rhythm. He envisioned kissing his way down a toned stomach, muscular thighs, and finally turning his attention to a cock, raised to attention and surrounded by a thick bush of auburn curls. He could almost taste the salty, musky sweetness as he imagined licking his way up Elijah’s shaft from root to tip, sucking on the head.
    He bit down on his lip as he came. His release hit hard and fast, and his body jerked convulsively. A groan escaped him, and Madison’s snores stopped. Adam grabbed the towel he’d left at his side and cleaned himself off quickly.
    By the time Madison emerged bleary-eyed from his cocoon, Adam was already sitting on the edge of the bed. “You wanted to be out early, my friend,” he said.
    “I know, I know.” Madison stretched theatrically. “I just hate mornings.”
    “We need to eat and then get out to the Lazy E. I wouldn’t mind stopping by Abe’s ranch after that.”
    Madison grinned at him. “I’m sure Abe wouldn’t mind either, if he was there.”
    In truth, as attractive and obvious as Abe was, Adam didn’t feel inclined to bed him. The realization surprised him. He liked sex, but that was all it had ever been. He knew Madison intended to marry and settle down at some point. Just what am I going to do? I can’t be a marshal all my life. Sometimes I really like the idea of settling down myself, but there’s a big empty hole in my heart and my life where someone to love should be.
    They dressed quickly and headed downstairs. To Adam’s delight, breakfast consisted of a big plate of bacon and eggs. He attacked his food with gusto, including several thick slices of fresh bread to mop up all the juices. Finally, Adam sat back and savored his second cup of coffee. He’d feel fully human once he finished his second cup.
    “So, did Carter fix you up with those pistons for your barrels, Sam?” Madison leaned on the bar as he chatted to the bartender while the other man cleaned glasses. Adam sat back. Madison was good at getting information this way, and saloons were always good sources of local information.
    “Well, he owns this saloon so I guess he can do what he likes in it.” Sam winked at Madison and picked up another glass to polish.
    Adam’s ears pricked, and he pulled his hat low over his face and glanced over at the bar.
    Madison gave a long, low whistle. “He does? I thought he was a rancher.”
    “He is,” Sam said with a wide smile. “He bought this place a few months back. The other saloon has a lower class of girl working there, if you get my drift. Our girls can do what they like: talk, dance, and play cards. We have a regular pianist. We’re going places with Mr. Carter’s backing.”
    Adam rubbed his chin thoughtfully. A candidate for mayor couldn’t really own a saloon that was also a bordello, but it was another interesting development. He stood slowly and ambled over to the bar. “Seems like Carter has his finger in lots of pies around town,” he said.
    “He’s a very rich man,” Sam said with a nod. “Guess a man has a right to spend his money as he sees fit. He can’t expand his ranch. The Lazy E is the biggest around here. Sure was a shame about the twins’ father, Edmund. He and Mr. Carter met a few times before his death, but he wasn’t interested in selling his ranch. Not even a part of it. Good thing the twins’ uncle was around to step in. Elijah will do well when he inherits. Got a good head on his shoulders, just like his pa had. As for Ellen, well she’ll make a good rancher’s wife.” Sam’s voice dropped. Madison and Adam leaned forward curiously.
    “There a problem?” Adam asked.
    Sam looked around and licked his lips. “I did hear one big argument between Edmund and Mr. Carter. Seems Mr. Carter was interested in courting Ellen. Edmund pretty much said that would only happen over his dead body.”
    “Ellen doesn’t strike me