Springer, Jan - Be My Dream Tonight [The Desperadoes 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) Read Free Page B

grayness of dawn, white mist curling along the back alleyway of the bank in the small town. She held the reins of their horses while she waited for the three men to return. The Durango Gang had heard rumors about a bank that housed an abundance of gold bars that belonged to the Wolfe Gang. They were a new rival gang that had entered the Durango Gang’s territory several months ago. Kayne wanted those gold bars, and for weeks they’d scouted out all escape routes from town. They knew they wouldn’t be able to carry all of the gold on horseback, so they were just going to take what they could and run.
    This morning, the four of them had waited patiently, seated on their mounts in the cold breeze behind a clump of trees, just outside of town, waiting for the mist to thicken so they could use it for cover. Then they’d ridden into town via a side street.
    Now as she stood here in the alleyway, the mist began to lift, and despair clenched her insides. She hoped no one looked out a window and spied her standing here with horses. They’d most certainly get suspicious and call out an alarm.
    According to Kayne’s investigations, the bank had never been robbed, and hopefully Wolfe wouldn’t be expecting anything.
    A good offense was the best defense, Riley always liked to say. Riley was their locksmith. He could quietly crack a lock within seconds. He could blow a lock up with explosives even faster. She hadn’t asked him where he’d acquired those talents, but she’d heard Maddox tease him once about Riley learning everything from an older brother who’d done some serious jail time for armed bank robbery in the days before the Catastrophe. There had been mention that Riley had no idea if his brother had survived the Catastrophe or not.
    So far she hadn’t heard any gunshots. No noise was a good sign. Their many stakeouts of the town showed the Wolfe Gang usually left town on weekends to do their robbery jobs. This was Sunday morning, so the Wolfe Gang should be out of town.
    She didn’t feel bad about robbing the Wolfe Gang or stealing from the rich, because most of what the Durango Gang stole went to those less fortunate. Went to those people who didn’t have the cutthroat attitude it took these days to survive. Unfortunately, she didn’t have that kind of attitude either and would probably be dead or would have killed herself had the Durango Gang not purchased her from the pleasure house when they had.
    In her hip holster, she felt the heavy gun, but she didn’t feel comforted by it. She knew she wasn’t the greatest shot. Yeah, the guys had taught her how to shoot, but their shooting sessions had always turned into sex sessions. They’d always said she looked sexy holding a gun, and target practice ended up with her being the target and usually being triple penetrated. So, without enough of the shooting practice, she just didn’t feel comfortable with a gun in her hand.
    She did kind of like her sore nipples though. After the guys robbed the bank and they got the heck out of town, she was going to make sure she had two guys sucking her tender nipples and another one of her men fucking her. She couldn’t help but grin to herself at the thought of looking down to watch two men at her breasts, their succulent mouths latched on to each of her nipples. That erotic sight was always so breathtaking, not to mention how wonderful their mouths felt.
    Her smile widened when she remembered how awesomely sensitive her nipples had felt later on in the day yesterday. They had ached to the point where she’d actually asked Maddox, a paramedic before the Catastrophe and now their gang doctor, for some of that comfrey salve he liked to make to soothe injuries. After asking her what she wanted the salve for, she’d point-blank told him the truth. That her nipples were killing her after a rough bout of sex with Kayne.
    He’d split a wonderful grin, flashing her even white teeth in a gorgeous smile that she couldn’t help but