His Golden Touch [Gold Rush 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage and More) by Tish Domenick Page A

questions.”
    “What questions?” Brady came into view from the bowels of the cave.
    “Nothing. What do you think of the mine?” Rocco clapped him on the back.
    Hannah shushed them. “We’ll have plenty of time to go over what needs to be done. Let’s set up the tents. I want to get out of these britches. I’ve worn them for three days, and by now they can stand alone. After that, I want to curl up in bed.”
    “You do realize we have no beds, don’t you?” Wade looked at her with worry in his eyes.
    “I’m fine with whatever we sleep on, but I have a mattress in the buggy. Don’t worry about me. I’m just one of the guys here.”
    “You’ll never be that, love,” Brady said.
    With four men working, they had three tents up in a very short time. Hannah and Wade took the one closest to the stream because Hannah wanted to wash in privacy. Brady and Rocco made a show of going to separate quarters but fully expected to crawl back to Hannah’s side once everyone was settled. For her part, the dip in the stream under cover of dusk reinvigorated Hannah. She couldn’t wait to sleep with the men she loved instead of the old hens in the back of the buggy.
    Wade couldn’t wait, either. As soon as they hit the mattress they’d dragged from the buggy, he pulled Hannah into his arms. This was actually the first time they’d consummated their marriage while alone. They laughed about it as Wade slid his much too ready cock inside her. The ride, though pleasurable, was too quick. Although they had both climaxed, Hannah felt strangely unsatisfied. She missed the attention to her body from Brady and Rocco. Wade fell into a deep sleep almost immediately. Hannah tossed until Brady peeked into the tent flap.
    “Can I come in?” Naked with nipples hard and pointy, Hannah jumped up and into his arms. She whispered in his ear so as not to wake Wade. “I’ve been waiting for you, but let’s let Wade sleep. He did a lot of the driving through the foothills today and is exhausted.”
    Brady wrapped her in a quilt and carried her to the edge of the stream. He snuggled into the soft down next to her and began playing with her body. “Love, your pussy is wet. Did you not lay with Wade?”
    “Yes, he fucked me, but without you I needed more.”
    Brady undid his breeches, and she fondled his cock and guided it into her with a loud sigh. “Ah, that’s so good. Your cock’s girth fills me completely. I love the way you feel inside me.”
    “No more than I do, love.” He pumped into her with slow stokes at first, but when she writhed under him he slammed into her harder and faster. The change brought smiles to her face. “Your cock is so thick it stretches me every time you thrust.” They were almost to the edge of climax when Rocco knelt at the side of the blanket.
    “May I join you?”
    “Oh, yes, please,” Hannah managed to get out with panting breath.
    Brady rolled over to put Hannah on top. “Whatever the lady wishes.”
    Hannah scooted onto her knees to give Rocco access to her ass. He fingered her first with moisture from the dewy grass and plunged into her with a grunt of satisfaction. The three found a rhythm and rocked. Hannah’s cries of passion echoed into the night until all were satisfied. They collapsed entwined on the blanket, laughing. Wade came onto the scene fully engorged. “I heard Hannah’s screams and came running, but watching the three of you made me horny as hell.”
    Hannah stood and went to him. “I can’t have my husband in this state.” She knelt in front of him and took him into her mouth as he played with her breasts.
    Rocco and Brady moaned with Wade when he came into Hannah’s mouth and his juices dripped down her naked chest. “I’m all hard again,” Brady announced.
    “After four days of keeping off her, we’re all pretty ready to go all night,” Rocco whispered.
    They went back to the blanket and looked to Hannah for permission. She smiled. “You do look like a hungry