Cold Steel and Hot Lead [How the West Was Done 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Karen Mercury Read Free Book Online Page A

trivial information seemed to have an enormous impact on the two men, who stopped cold in the street.
    Derrick said, “The mine that Paddy Worth used to own.”
    “Why, yes. That poor unfortunate fellow died too soon to see the enormous lode taken from the Carissa Mine, but he willed it to my sister and her new husband. They’ve spoken of Paddy many times.”
    The two men shared comradely looks. Derrick said, “That’s a very kind offer, Miss Hudson.”
    “Please call me Alameda.”
    Derrick’s look was warm and passionate. These two men had some kind of brotherly love, that was plain to see. They claimed to have met only that morning, but it was clear their bond went back further than that. “Alameda.”
    She smiled. “I think you’ll be comfortable in Albuquerque House. There are five bedrooms, but as I said, everyone is up in South Pass right now, and from the looks of the weather, they’ll be—”
    “Wait.” Derrick took her by the wrists. “Did you say Albuquerque House? ”
    “Why, yes. In fact, maybe I’ll stay there, too. I’ve been staying with my father at Vancouver House, and it’s not as comfortable. There’s a fellow, an adjutant to the railroad, with a traumatic brain injury from the recent war, and—”
    Her two new friends were laughing like jackasses. They were slapping each other on the shoulder and were so weak with mirth they had to cling to each other to stay upright. The source of the hilarity involved Albuquerque House. They kept gasping over and over things like “Albuquerque House!”
    “The Phenomenal Percy Tibbles!”
    “He was right again!”
    “We need to call on him for more clues.”
    What was so damned funny? Alameda smiled and even chuckled, too, although she had no idea why.

Chapter Five
     
    Rudy had seen Simon Hudson around town, pointed out to him as the richest merchant. He had even encountered Alameda’s sister Ivy, who worked the telegraph in the depot. But he wondered if old Simon had fucked the Hudson maid to produce Alameda. Ivy was also dark and beauteous, with high rounded cheekbones like Alameda. But Alameda was of a different breed altogether.
    She seemed to have some Latin blood in her. It wasn’t just her fiery disposition, her lust for life. Ivy seemed to be that way, too. No, it was her voluptuous figure and her dark-lined chestnut eyes that set her apart from her sister. Her shape was the body poets had written about and playwrights had committed suicide over. Her abundant breasts sat high and muscular on her frame, begging to be sucked. Her small waist sloped to an ass of ample proportions, one could easily see, although she obviously didn’t wear a crinoline. Her ass was a balcony you could do Shakespeare from. Alameda had the classic hourglass proportions that the usual men sought in a mother for their children, and Rudy wondered why she had never wed. Twenty-eight, she had said she was. How did such a striking woman get to be that age without having been wed?
    Rudy didn’t want to be attracted to a woman again. He had put such effort into only dallying with other men the past few years. He had dreaded this moment, but in the back of his mind, he’d known it would happen. His cock had just erected when he had smeared mustard oil on the luscious upraised titties. Well, what man would not obtain an erection under such circumstances? A man who was dead set and determined in his pursuit of the Italian fashion with other men. A man who was convinced that yes, indeed, women were the scourge of the earth and to love one again would be his annihilation.
    Rudy was obviously, suddenly, not that man anymore. And it terrified him.
    He would have to finish this Memphis Kittie business and leave town, perhaps with the Great Wilson Circus. He would never allow his love for a woman to devastate him so thoroughly again.
    Now they sat in the parlor of Albuquerque House, which he discovered was not named after the territory in New Mexico but after some