Monroe, Marla - Their Bartered Bride [Men of the Border Lands 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) Read Free Page A

pressing her, Jonathan.” Joel looked up at him.
    “Don’t worry. I’m not planning on it. I just wasn’t sure about you. You’ve always been the more dominant one with women.”
    “That was with women who knew the score. That was back when the world was slightly less fucked up.”
    “You’re not wrong about that,” Jonathan agreed.
    “She can have the master bedroom as it has a bath attached. I’ll share yours.”
    “Good idea. Besides, that fourth bedroom is really too small for much more than what it was set up for.” It was decorated as a nursery and had all the trimmings that one would have.
    “Do you think she knows how to cook or handle a garden?” Joel mused.
    “Hope so. Our cooking sucks.”
    “I can cook and clean and handle the garden just fine.” Leigh walked into the kitchen carrying the lamp.
    They hadn’t even heard her walk down the stairs. Jonathan looked down and figured out why. She was barefoot. She had on a clean pair of jeans that fit her a little loosely in the waist, but were snug looking around her ass. Jonathan snapped his eyes back to her face, but could tell she had noticed by the frown lines between her eyes.
    “The clothes seem to fit well enough,” he said.
    “Yeah, I can manage with them. The blouses are a little snug, but the T-shirts should be okay.”
    “How about a sandwich?” Joel asked, indicating the makings on the bar before them.
    “Thanks, I’m starving. Can I fix my own?”
    “If you want one that is actually fit to eat, you will.” Joel grinned then grabbed a glass from the cabinet above the counter and poured tea into it. “Not the best in the world, but drinkable.”
    “Thanks.” She smiled, then went about making her sandwich. When she tasted the tea, she lifted her eyebrows and smiled. “I’ll be making the tea from now on.”
    “Thank God,” Jonathan couldn’t help saying under his breath.
    “I heard that, little brother.”
    Leigh burst out laughing. “Little? He’s at least two inches taller than you.”
    “And,” Jonathan said, “you’re only ten months older than me.”
    Joel grinned and punched him in the arm good-naturedly. They carried their plates over to the sink and rinsed them off before putting them in the drainer. Jonathan caught Leigh shaking her head at their obvious lack of care on washing dishes. All they’d done was eat a sandwich off of them. Besides, it had always just been the two of them, and they were related. What were a few germs between brothers, right?
    He sighed. Things were going to change, no doubt. He figured they would be for the better, for the most part. If she could actually cook and clean house, they would have a much better life. He hoped they offered her a better one, too.
    “So, you have running water, but no electricity. How do you cook?” she asked.
    “We have gas. We pay a cow every year for the use of the gas.” Joel laughed at her obvious confusion.
    “The man who handles the gas around these parts controls if you have it or not. All he’s asked from us has been a cow a year. We raise cattle for meat and to barter with,” Joel explained.
    Jonathan watched his brother’s interaction with Leigh, and figured they would be okay. He wasn’t sure about himself, though. He wanted her badly, but would never even think of forcing her. He had been sure Joel wouldn’t have, but he had needed to know that he wouldn’t push her, either.
    Right now, she was a little leery of him, perhaps just due to his size, but maybe because he’d been staring at her gently rounded stomach and panty-covered pussy earlier. He hadn’t been able to help himself.
    Jonathan walked out the back door and stood leaning against the railing with his hands holding him up. The garden behind the house was just beginning to die out. Some of the hardier plants would live until they cut them down and turned them under. But for the most part, they’d gotten in everything they could. Joel had determined they would start