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  The Brothers of Wilde, Nevada 2

  Wilde Fire

  Wilde, Nevada is proving to be more troubling than Jessie imagined, when, just as she falls for one hot cowboy, feelings also spring up for his brother Phoenix. Though it’s crazy and not without risk, she can’t help but welcome his possessive embrace.

  Phoenix knows she’s the woman for himand his four brothers. But there are those in Wilde who want to destroy them. Phoenix must win Jessie’s love, or they might lose their hearts. And their lives.

  Genre: BDSM, Ménage a Trois/Quatre, Western/Cowboys

  Length: 30,207 words

  WILDE FIRE

  The Brothers of Wilde, Nevada 2

  Chloe Lang

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  WILDE FIRE

  Copyright © 2011 by Chloe Lang

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  WILDE FIRE

  The Brothers of Wilde, Nevada 2

  CHLOE LANG

  Copyright © 2011

  Chapter One

  Hoping to find a certain sexy, head turner, Phoenix Wilde walked into Norma’s Cafe. In any other town, people would think it was a trendy retro 50s-style diner with its shiny surfaces, laminate red-topped tables, booths against the front windows, and long counter with fixed round stools. But the place wasn’t some recent designer’s attempt to recreate the past to draw in nostalgic customers ready to pay hefty prices for the experience.

  According to his granddad, the cafe hadn’t changed one iota since 1956, the year Elvis’s bus had shown up in town after the driver had taken a wrong turn off of the Great Basin Highway, landing them in remote Wilde, Nevada. Pappy Jack and others had watched the singer eat the special of the morning, flapjacks, which was renamed and had ever since remained on the menu as King Cakes.

  As the glass door closed behind him and the little bell chimed, Phoenix spotted the curvy beauty he’d been looking for in one of the booths, and his body heated up. Everything about this woman had been permeating his thoughts for the past several days. Like an addict, he craved for another round with the one who would give him what he needed, but unfortunately the dream woman didn’t look up from her coffee or laptop.

  Jessica Greene. Jessie.

  When she flipped her auburn locks out of her eyes, his desire for her overwhelmed him. Nothing on earth was as beautiful as her.

  The only other customers in Norma’s were his six Strong cousins, Aunt Maude’s sons. The eldest of the lot motioned him over. Phoenix walked to their table by the jukebox.

  “Hey, guys.” He’d grown up with Tobias, Heath, Nate, Seth, and the twins, Dax and Drake, who were more like brothers than cousins. Like him, they were at home in the saddle. “I’m surprised to see you guys in town. Who’s taking care of Aunt Maude’s ranch?”

  Heath shrugged. “Dads sent us into town for some supplies and breakfast.”

  “Tyrants.” Nate glowered. “Even though we were up all night, getting the herd into the north pasture, they expect us back for a full day of work.”

  “He needs his coffee.” Seth smiled. “We just ordered. How about joining us?”

  “I think Phoenix has got a better offer.” Heath looked over at Jessie. “She’s the special investigator from the Feds?”

  Phoenix nodded. Jessie was in town on the authority of the Mine Safety and Health Administration. She would be digging into the fluke accidents at Wilde Mine, Phoenix’s family’s business.

  Tobias’s eyebrows shot up. “She can’t be. What happened to that old guy that worked out of Elko?”

  “You mean Fred Tyler?”

  “Yeah. Isn’t he the one who signs off on recertification every year? Why isn’t he doing the investigating?” Tobias had worked at Wilde Mine a year after graduation from high school to pay for his pilot lessons and airplane. He knew almost as much as Phoenix did about the mine.

  “Fred does the normal stuff for the agency. She’s a special investigator.” Jessie was no airhead. Far from it. He would have to be really sharp to woo this intelligent woman, and that, too, jacked up his desire for her.

  “She can’t be over twenty.”

  “Ms. Greene is twenty-five.” If his cousins had any idea Jessie was a recent virgin, they’d be on her like wolves to raw meat. Understandable, as her inexperience in the fucking department only added to his hunger for her. Best to keep his lusty cousins in the dark.

  Nate gave him a dirty look. “Better not let Austin find out that you’re hanging out with the enemy.”

  “Bro, it’s not just our cousin Phoenix who’s been spending time with the little lady.” Heath grinned. “Jackson spilled the beans to me that all the Wilde brothers but Aust
in are seeing her, trying to move things forward.”

  Phoenix clenched his jaw. “My lil’ bro needs to learn to keep his mouth shut.”

  Nate glared at him. “That’s stupid, even for you dime-store cowboys.”

  “Not stupid at all. Believe me, I want to know more about her.” Phoenix loved razzing his cousins, especially Nate, who deserved it the most. “And you calling me a dime-store cowboy makes you look pretty dumb. You do remember who broke Demon?” When Phoenix had been fifteen, he’d been the only one of his brothers and cousins to stay in the saddle of the wild mustang.

  Nate shook his head. “Luck. That’s what that was.”

  “Keep telling yourself that, cuz.” Everyone knew better, even Nate. Phoenix even had a couple of buckles he’d won when he’d done the rodeo circuit for one year. As a reward for taming the beast, his dads and uncles had given him Demon. The horse was getting older, but his longtime friend still had some of his spark left in him that Phoenix had felt on that very first ride.

  “Dallas and Denver in on this, really?” Tobias asked.

  Phoenix didn’t want to give away too much. He could trust his cousins with his life, but when it came to love, that was another story. They’d swooped in many times on a girl who he’d been thinking about asking out, stealing his chance away. “We’re trying to take things slow.”

  “Better take it really slow.” Nate frowned. “If Austin finds out, I wouldn’t want to be you guys.”

  “We can handle him.”

  “What about your dads and mom? Do they know?”

  “If things with Ms. Greene continue to progress down this path, we’ll tell them. Until then, keep this to yourself.”

  Dax stood and patted him on the back. “It’s just like when your mom and ours came to town.”

  Drake nodded. “Why settle for locals when there’s a whole world of beautiful women outside Wilde?”

  “Shut up, you two.” Nate pounded his fists on the table. “Aunt Mary and Mom came here for other reasons than shutting down the mine.”

  Drake shrugged. “Maybe so, but they ended up falling in love and getting married.”

  Nate shook his head, clearly frustrated with his younger brothers. He turned to Phoenix. “Listen to me, cuz. I don’t own one share of the Wilde Mine, but this town depends on it, so it’s important to me. You better figure out where your loyalty really lies.”

  Phoenix glared at him. “You know something I don’t? I really doubt it will come to the mine being shut down,” he said, though he wasn’t so sure. “Mind your own goddamn business, and keep your mouth shut. Got it?”

  His cousin raised his hands in a sign of surrender. “Calm down. I got it. I just hope your dick doesn’t get this whole town into trouble.”

  “Nate, shut up,” Dax and Drake said in unison.

  Heath looked up at Phoenix. “Better get to your sweet prize. She’s been pretending not to notice you.”

  Phoenix nodded and headed to the reason he was here. As he approached Jessie, her sparkling green eyes danced from him to his cousins then back to him.

  She stood and held out her hand for him to shake in a businesslike manner. “Nice to see you again, Phoenix.”

  Jessie’s hourglass shape was built for sin. He blatantly let his stare linger on her chest. When her lush lips turned down into the sexiest frown he’d ever seen, his dick hardened like quick-drying cement. She withdrew the offer of her hand and pointed to him then to her face, indicating he should raise his gaze.

  Phoenix smiled and shrugged then went back to enjoying his visual examination of her ample breasts. He longed to lave her nipples until she was thrashing against him like the other night when he and three of his brothers had shared her.

  “Men in civilized locales know something about decorum, Mr. Wilde.”

  He laughed. “Aren’t you glad we’re not in any of those places?”

  She rolled her eyes in a half-hearted gesture of frustration. She tilted her head down. Is she trying to hide something from me? Thankfully, her attempt failed. He spied the corners of her mouth curl up, thrilling him. When she looked up, the smile was gone.

  In a hushed tone, she said, “Can you be more like Jackson and try to keep private matters—private?”

  “You worried about those guys, Jessie?” He pointed to his cousins, who were now eating their breakfast with great enthusiasm.

  “I’m worried about everyone in this town,” she whispered. “What happened with us needs to be kept between us, okay?”

  “My lips are sealed.”

  “Thank you.”

  As she sat back down in the booth, he remembered threading his hands through her silky auburn hair, kissing her lush lips, tasting every inch of her softness, watching her green eyes shed tears of passion as she finally gave in to her orgasm. Though he’d only met her less than a week ago, bedding her only three times, no one had ever gotten to him the way she had.

  He thought about what Jackson, his little brother, believed about this incredible woman. Maybe he is right about her. Maybe she is the one.

  A voice behind him jerked him from his thoughts. “Howdy, Phoenix.”

  He turned his attention away from the beauty in the booth to the speaker. Norma’s youngest daughter, Samantha, waved at him from the other side of the counter. The nineteen-year-old flipped her long, blonde hair and smiled. Even when she’d been underage, Samantha had been a tease, making him extremely uncomfortable. No matter how much he and Jackson protested her come-ons, she never ceased. For years, she’d made it clear to them that she wanted to be the next Mrs. Wilde.

  Now that Samantha was an adult, he and his brothers were free to pursue her. She was local. She knew the score about his family. Marrying her made sense, but he’d never felt much for her beyond friendship.

  Phoenix tipped his hat toward Samantha. “Could you bring me a Dr. Pepper?” He never could stomach coffee, which his brothers teased him about ruthlessly.

  “Sure thing, handsome.” Samantha sent a naughty wink his way that didn’t sit well with him. The woman went back into the kitchen through the swinging door.

  When he turned back to Jessie, he found her staring at him.

  “So, to what do I owe the pleasure?” Jessie’s voice was oddly sharp.

  “Glad you’re already thinking about pleasure, angel.”

  Though his dick was obviously on board to go for it with Jessie, being with her put him at odds with so much he’d always known. Jessie was an outsider. There were so many secrets that she likely wouldn’t understand. Still, he wanted her. Maybe for more than a night or two. Maybe for forever. If anyone was going to open a can of worms, might as well be him. But he’d have to take it slow and easy, even though it wasn’t really his style.

  He tipped his hat then slid into the seat across from her in the booth. Next, he grabbed her hand. Warmth shot up his arm, down his torso, straight into his cock. “Mind if I join you?”

  She pulled her hand free and looked nervously around the empty diner. “Would it matter if I minded?”

  “Not really,” he teased. “You have something against cowboys?”

  “Maybe, but apparently the waitress doesn’t.” Her full lips tantalized him, causing his blood to heat up.

  “Jessie, are you jealous?”

  Her cheeks turned red, pleasing him to no end. “Hardly. I am in a bit of a hurry to get to the mine today.”

  He took his cell out and looked at the time. “It’s ten-thirty. Not too much of a hurry.”

  She glared at him. “Whatever.”

  “Sorry.” He laughed. “You’re getting into Wilde time. We don’t rush here. I’m sure DC is a lot more frantic. Out here, we like to take things slow and enjoy life.”

  “I’m starting to believe that.” Jessie sighed. “You know anything about why Jackson had to leave?”

  “Some. Did you order yet?”

  “Yes. King Cakes.” She patted her belly and frowned. “If I keep eating like this, I’m going to gain
twenty pounds.”

  “You have a flawless shape, angel. I know just how to work off those calories, if you’re worried about them, though.”

  She blinked then tilted her head. “You think so?”

  “Know so. You remember what kind of trainer I am?”

  Her mouth opened wide then snapped shut.

  He leaned forward across the table. “Better than a treadmill.”

  He watched Jessie bite her lip. She was so fucking sexy.

  “Okay, cowboy. When I get back to DC, I’ll tell the owner of my gym about you. I’m sure she’d love to put you on her payroll.”

  Jessie leaving town wasn’t something he was ready to face. His lil’ bro thought she was the woman who would be perfect for them. Phoenix so hoped he was correct.

  “I’d rather be on your payroll, angel.”

  “You’re only saying that because of the skewed ratio of women to men in Wilde.”

  “You noticed that?”

  She nodded.

  “Wilde is a bit different than the outside world.” His town continued to thrive and exist because of his family’s unconventional structure that had kept the silver mine undivided, and most locals knew and accepted the unique makeup. Hell, due to the remoteness of the mining town, some had taken up the practice of plural marriages themselves. “Surely, you’ll be in town for awhile longer.”

  “Depends. At least another week. It’s my understanding that your oldest brother is running the mine.”

  “Yes.”

  “My records show that there are three co-presidents. There’s a Daniel Wilde, Craig Wilde, and Dillon Wilde. Your dad and two uncles?”