Gunslinger’s Lullaby Page 6

  “All right, here goes. You already know that I earn my money as a gunslinger. At first it wasn’t much. I was hired to take care of sticky situations such as getting water rights for farmers through intimidation, checking the brands on steers to see if they had been altered, but slowly it turned into more than that. When these damned books started coming out I began being hired to kill. A little gunplay on a dusty street, a saloon brawl. I never lost, so my reputation grew until I was being blamed for everything from train robberies to heisting stage coaches. Hell, Easy, if I’d done even half the things they said I’d done I’d have to be in two places at one time. The thing is, I’m an easy target. If they don’t have anyone else to blame, they blame Reno Hudson. I thought hidin’ out at your ranch was workin’, but I should have known better. We’re sittin’ on a keg of dynamite, and we’re puttin’ you in danger.”

  “Keg of dynamite? What do you mean?”

  “I mean if that weasel found us, there’ll be others. It’s time to get out.”

  “Have you ever thought of having a woman as part of your gang?”

  He looked at her as if she’d lost her mind. “Now that makes about as much sense as puttin’ a milk jug under a bull.”

  “Why?”

  “Because we live in a ghost town way out in the Mohave Territory.”

  “A ghost town? What are you doin’ livin’ in a ghost town?”

  “It’s our hideout, the only place we’re safe.”

  “The only place I know of out that way is Wolf Canyon.”

  “That’s the place.”

  “My God, Wolf Canyon? Ain’t that place surrounded by Indians?”

  “Yeah. That’s the reason it’s safe. Nobody wants to go into Indian Territory. But these Indians are peaceful. We don’t bother them, and they don’t bother us. There’s a creek nearby that flows at the base of Horse Head Mountain. We all share it, so there’s no reason for any conflict.”

  “When you first came here, was it Sheriff Hargreaves that was chasin’ you?”

  “No, that was Lassiter, the sheriff over at Cold Creek. He chased us all the way from Table Rock to the Oklahoma border. We finally lost him when we entered Big Sandy. I guess he didn’t want to battle them hot, dusty winds to the other side, so he gave up. He gave us one more taste of hot lead before he left, and that’s when I got hit. By the time we got all the way through Big Sandy I was almost dead in my saddle. The boys pretty much left me at your doorstep with a bullet in my shoulder.” He hesitated, trying to make her understand that her request was ridiculous. “Look, Easy, this life ain’t for you. Hell, it ain’t for anybody, but it’s the price I pay for my so-called fame, I guess. I don’t want to bring you no trouble, that’s why we gotta leave before anyone knows we’re here.” He looked toward the trail that Rio took to leave. “I’ll just go into town tomorrow, get it over with, and then we’ll be gone. Out of your hair for good.”

  “‘Over with?’ What do you mean?”

  “I mean, he’s lookin’ for a fight.”

  “In the middle of town?”

  “He wants an audience when he comes up against me. If he should win this shootout, he’ll want everyone to know he’s the one that killed Reno Hudson.”

  “But Reno, you can’t go into town. What about the sheriff? Won’t he lock you up the minute he sees you?”

  “No, not Sheriff Hargreaves.”

  “Why not? Doesn’t he know who you are?”

  “Sure, but there are some places I can go, such as Red River here. Sheriff Hargreaves knows me, and he knows how my reputation started. He don’t exactly like the trouble that follows me into town, but he backs me up when it does. He’s a good sheriff that can tell the difference between a real outlaw and one on paper.”

  Chapter 6

  Back at the ranch, Reno noticed how empty the place was and asked, “Where’s the gang?”

  “Gone to pick up supplies,” she answered.

  “You mean we’re alone?”

  She gave him an impish smile. “For a while, I guess. They’ve been gone for a couple of hours, so they could ride up any minute.”

  “You know,” he whispered sadly as he put his arms around her. “I’m gonna hate to leave you, Easy. You make a man wish things could be different, you know?”

  “I think I do.”

  With her in his arms, Reno felt a need rise up in him that was so great he pulled her to him roughly, almost violently.

  “Do you realize I’ve been here for days, and I’ve yet to have you to myself?”

  “Really? I wonder what we could do about that?”

  “I don’t know. The damned thing’s got me stumped,” he teased as he began to drop his clothing one piece at a time.

  “You just hang onto them silver spurs, mister, because you’re in trouble.”

  “Hey, in case you don’t know it, there’s just some trouble a man don’t mind gettin’ into,” he said as he slid beneath the sheet, inviting her with his eyes to join him.

  This is it. It’s what I’ve wanted since the first time I read about Reno Hudson.

  She could feel her nipples harden at just the thought of his hands on her. Her eyes moved down to the inviting sight of his muscled body only half hidden by the sheet. As he lay there looking like a god, he leaned upward on one elbow.

  “Come on, you little spitfire, and let’s see what you’ve got.”

  Without thinking, she walked to the bed and pushed the sheet aside. “Oh, God, Reno,” she whispered as she looked at his generous manhood.

  Seeing her hesitancy, he rose to a sitting position and grabbed her hand. “Ride me,” he whispered seductively.

  While her heart thrashed in her chest, she straddled him, and moaned breathlessly as his naked flesh made contact with hers. Her lazy eyes closed in ecstasy as his hands squeezed her breasts, and his mouth covered her nipples and chewed and sucked. She could feel a stab of electricity every time he tweaked them with his tongue, sending a current of power through her, all the way down to her groin. She immediately felt an awakened response the moment his cock entered her dripping cunt.

  “Ohhhhhh.”

  She whimpered over and over again as she writhed and bounced, everything in her responding to his rough handling. She buried her face against his throat, feeling his hands as they stroked her back, and then her hips, gradually lowering to her thighs.

  Shivers of excitement took her breath, chills danced down her spine. His hands, both gentle and rough stroked her sides, sending tingles all the way through her. Suddenly, his cock, so rock hard, thrust over and over again, causing a loud, whimpering moan to escape her throat.

  “I’ve dreamed of riding your cock, Reno,” she said breathlessly. “Even when I didn’t know who you were, I wanted you.” Suddenly she felt his fingers pinch her nipples, and she screamed into the still, hot air of the house.

  “Ohhhh, God!” she cried out again as she thrust her writhing hips forward, causing his cock to go deeper into her cunt. She could feel his breath, hot and damp next to her ear. She turned her face upward, her desire turning her feral with teeth that nipped at his face, his ears, his neck, and then she licked at the rippling muscles on his chest.

  “More, Reno, more!”

  Before she got the words out, Reno thrust hard and fast, his cock thrusting into her cunt so hard that she screamed again and again. Finally, his pulsing rod rubbed her clit over and over as it continued to plunge into her, discovering places within her she never knew existed. Suddenly he turned her over, and with a strength that thrilled her, he raised her hands upward and kept them there as he fucked her with a brazen fury.

  Flat on her back, she raised her legs so high that he lifted them over his shoulder while he thrust in and out of her cunt. Sensations whirled in her groin until she found herself climbing him as his cock rubbed inside her cunt, carrying her higher and higher. Her nails dug into the flesh on his hands as they struggled to keep her captive. All at once she could feel a sticky substance and knew her n
ails had pierced his palm, covering both their hands in blood. Finally, when she was as close as she could get to an orgasm without bursting, her legs lowered and reached around his body and clung. Her legs tightened as her orgasm drew nearer until she finally clenched him, riding him up and down, up and down, faster and faster until she felt herself shatter.

  As the two lovers slept, suddenly Easy was awoke by the stomping of boots, and a trio of voices yelling, “Is anybody here?”

  She slipped out of the bed and put on a thin robe before she opened the door of the downstairs bedroom. “Shhhh!” she said, “Reno’s asleep!”

  “Really, now,” Flash said, his hungry eyes looking her up and down. “What have you two been up to?”

  He began advancing on her, his good looks and helly body reminding her of his insatiable appetite. She looked over at the other two as they put the supplies on the table and began advancing on her as well. She watched as each of them began to slowly undress.

  “Maybe we’ll get some of what Reno enjoyed while we were gone,” Flash said.

  By this time Flash was standing in front of her, the front of his jeans strained as they molded his generous manhood. He was backing her up steadily toward the kitchen when she said with a mocking sympathetic voice, “My, my, it must’ve been hot out there.” And then all at once she reached out and grabbed a dipper of water from out of the water pail, and threw it on him. “You need coolin’ off, cowboy.”

  “Why, you little spitfire!”

  While the others were laughing, she turned to run toward the day bed, but he caught her, and said, “I’ll make you pay for that, you little demon from hell!”

  “Oh, really?” she asked. “You and what army?”

  Just then he grabbed her and kissed her roughly while the others gathered around. “This army,” he whispered.

  She looked up at them and smiled. “Oh, that army. Why didn’t you say so?”

  Within only seconds she was beneath him, his legs between hers, and pressing against her was the biggest and the longest cock she’d had besides Reno’s. It grew as he rubbed, the already long length growing against her. She yielded to the searing need that had come alive in her. The more he teased her with his male strength, the more she felt herself wanting to give in to the burning sweetness that seemed captive within her. He pressed and pushed while her thoughts fragmented, draining her of any resistance. She could feel his hands and lips as they continued their hungry search of her body. The sensation he caused was nothing less than explosive, and along with it an orgasm that was building to volcanic levels. Her body betrayed her with a wanton response. Suddenly she felt the hands of the others as they pulled at her, one trying to push the others away as he struggled for her pussy.

  “No need to fight, boys,” she said breathlessly, “there’s enough for everyone.”

  She reveled in their bodies as they pushed against her with their cocks, one pushing inside her, and then the other. She stroked one muscled body and then the other as they rolled over and under her, their hands loving her breasts by squeezing and tweaking her nipples. She could feel a rock hard cock between the crack of her ass, until Midnight finally pushed himself in, and took her like a wild tornado. Her body lay between them, her legs splayed as their hands and cocks throbbed along her body quenching the fire in them and in her. Finally, as her cunt dripped its juices through the cleft of her pussy, she began to moan for a blazing invasion. Her body writhed as she dreamed of that big cock plunging inside her, riding up and down until she was having one of the most thrilling fucks possible. Finally a hot tongue was thrusting inside her mouth, and the sensation seemed to spread down her body until it found the fire between her legs. When she felt his breath on her face, it was as if a fire-breathing dragon had captured her and invaded her cunt like some medieval monster in heat.

  God, he was wild!

  The frenzy of movement excited her, and with every buck her body made, a scream escaped her throat. She struggled, but she didn’t really want to be let loose. Cheyenne’s warm breath grazed her skin causing a gang of goose bumps to dance down her back. His mouth pulled her robe aside and sucked and chewed on her breasts. Swirls of red flames passed in front of her eyes until at last she felt an orgasm floating on the edge of her passion, lurking, waiting to envelop her at the end of this thrilling ride. Until then, she bucked with him, clung to him as he thrust himself in and out, in and out, in and out! Sweet moisture broke out inside her, lathering his cock with her own sweet oil.

  And then, like a wind from the south side of hell, a series of orgasms lapped at her, causing her to kiss and lick his chest, scratch his back, and bite and chew at him until the mother of all orgasms flared into one final fiery burst.

  Feeling a melting heat turn her bones to rubber, she relaxed against him until another fire was started and quenched by Midnight. Flash had begun this love feast, and ended it when his cock gave her one more ride to the moon and back. With her last volcanic explosion drifting through her groin, she felt positively boneless, and could do nothing more than lay back basking in the warmth of satisfaction these three had at last given her.

  * * * *

  Later that night after supper, Easy sat in the porch swing talking to Midnight.

  “Midnight,” she said, “can’t you talk him out of this?”

  “Easy, I can’t do that. Besides, he wouldn’t listen, and he’d think I was crazy for asking him to. Hell, he don’t want to face the kid, but he’s been challenged. If he backs down now he’d be labeled a coward. He’d never live it down.”

  “But I’m so afraid for him.”

  “Look, Easy, this kid, he don’t stand a chance against Reno. He’s a hot head that just wants a reputation. Reno’s not worried. If he had to go up against a man like himself, or someone with more experience it would be different, but this kid is just an annoying little insect that Reno has to deal with now and again. Believe me, I know.”

  “How come you know so much about this, Midnight?”

  “Because I was once just like this Judson kid. I was in a bar one night in San Antonio, and Reno came in. He strutted around bigger’n life, and I admired the hell out of him. But I wanted a reputation and knew to get it I’d have to kill him. The thought didn’t set well with me, so I was slow on the uptake. So slow that this saddle tramp came in and challenged Reno before I had a chance.

  “The man was older, more experienced, and Reno knew he had a serious challenge on his hands. I stood there scared spitless for Reno. That’s when I knew I could never kill him. The saddle tramp picked a fight with him right there in the saloon. He knew he could never outdraw Reno, so he gave himself an edge by making Reno think he was reaching for his drink, but his hand never got to his glass. At the last moment his hand moved away, headed toward his gun, and the fight was on. I don’t know why I did what I did, but before I knew it I was fighting Reno’s battle for him. I drew my gun and sprayed bullets all over that bum.

  “That’s what Reno meant when he said I saved his life in a barroom brawl one night. He bought me a few drinks, and we been together ever since.”

  “Thank God for you, Midnight.”

  “Yeah, well anyway, that’s how I know so much about these stupid punks that come lookin’ for Reno. They see him struttin’ around bigger than life and want that for themselves. The trouble is, they think a few shooting lessons puts them in his league.”

  “Poor Reno,” Easy whispered. “I never realized it was like that. These stupid kids. All they see is the fame and glory. They don’t see the day to day living, and the things Reno has to go through.”

  “The sad thing is, that at the end of the road the only thing Reno has to look forward to is a tombstone that marks his grave.”

  “Oh, my God,” Easy whispered, feeling a chill crawl down her back.

  Midnight looked down at her worried face, and said, “You look tired.”

  “Yeah. It has been a long day, that’s for sure,” Easy said looking up at Midnight.
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br />   “Maybe you should—My gosh, Midnight, you’ve got the most beautiful eyes. I don’t think I’ve ever seen eyes as blue as yours. They remind of the nighttime sky.”

  He smiled shyly. “That’s how I got my name. Some saloon girl told me I had eyes like a midnight sky.”

  Easy laughed. “And you loved it.”

  “Well, I wasn’t gonna argue with her.”

  “How old are you, Midnight?”

  “Twenty-three.”

  She reached up and stroked his cheek. “She was right, you know. Your eyes have the depth and wisdom of a much older man.”

  Midnight was silent for a moment, and then said, “Easy…you like Reno, don’t you?” He hesitated. “I mean, I know you like all of us, but Reno’s kind of in a league all his own with you. Right?”

  “Reno is special, Midnight, but honestly, all of you have become very special to me.” She reached up and stroked his cheek. “You know what I like about you?”

  “What’s that?”

  “You’re very manly, Midnight. You have strong features, and I’ve never seen anyone break a horse like you. And those dimples, shame on you for having dimples like those. A girl needs to be warned about you before you enter a room.”

  He laughed. “Woman, if I stayed out here with you another five minutes, you’d have me believin’ I was pure cat nip to the women of this world.”

  “Hey, everything I said is true.”

  He leaned over and kissed her softly. “I only want to be cat nip to one woman,” he said, and winked. “I’ll give you three guesses as to who that is. Now, I’ve got a big day tomorrow, so goodnight, you little witch.”

  Easy knew she should go to bed too, but she couldn’t get Reno’s impending date with destiny out of her mind. It was only a few hours away before he would have to go into town to face that kid, Rio. She was afraid for him. Reno had a red hot reputation. A lot of people hated him and would love to see him flat in the dirt. But they didn’t know him like she did. Strangely enough, that was one of the problems she was having. She began caring way too much for him. Her feelings weren’t just those of one friend to another, her feelings were serious. The other three, Flash, Midnight, and Cheyenne meant a lot to her, too. Although they were hot, sexy men that set her blood to boiling, compared to Reno they seemed more like mischievous little boys that appealed to her dirty side. Reno, on the other hand, was a real man—a man that some people called dangerous. They plainly didn’t understand his situation, and the thought of him dying sent a stab of fear as sharp as any blade all the way through her.