Cowboy’s Sinful Bargain (Cross Creek Ranch #1)

Chapter Fourteen

~ Miko ~

I frowned as I glanced toward the door when someone knocked. I really didn't want company right now. I knew eventually I'd have to leave my room, but at the moment, I was enjoying the solitude.

Never thought I'd think that. I'd always hated being alone back in Japan. What brief interactions I'd had been mostly my grandfather, the servants, and the guards.

With the exception of my grandfather, everyone else pretty much ignored me and I had hated it. No one was ignoring me here, but at the moment, I kind of wished that they would.

I sighed when the knock came again. I picked Kouki up and carried him over to his doggie bed and gently laid him down in it. He still wasn't ready to be walking on his own so I was carrying him everywhere.

When the knock came for the third time, I hurried over and pulled the door open. I almost slammed it shut when I saw Jos standing there.

"What you want?"

Yeah, screw English. Japanese was better.

"I'd like to speak to you, Miko," Jos stated. "May I come in?"

Like I could stop him.

I left the door open as I turned and walked back over to the bed, sitting on the edge of it. I didn't say anything. I just sat there twisting my fingers together, waiting to hear from Jos. He was the one that wanted to talk anyway.

Jos stepped into the room, shutting the door behind him. He slid his hands into the pockets of his jeans as he walked over to stand in front of me. "Thank you for saving Bucky."

" Doitashimashite ."

Jos squinted at me. "Does that mean you're welcome or fuck you?"

I snorted. " Oroka na otoko ."

"Don't know what that means either."

"Stupid man," I said as I looked up. "You stupid man."

I had kind of expected Jos to get angry with me for calling him stupid, but he just nodded and said, "That's true enough."

I'd never understand this man.

When Jos dropped to his knees in front of me, I started to scoot back, but he grabbed my hands. I swallowed tightly, my heartbeat going to fast I feared I might pass out.

"I'm sorry," Jos said earnestly. "I know you're mad at me, but I don't know why."

How could he not know?

"You want to shoot Bucky." Jos groaned when I pulled my hands free and then slammed them into his chest. "You got hurt."

That might be what I was most upset about.

I slammed my hand into Jos's chest again. "You no hurt."

I let out a string of curses in Japanese, but I doubted they had any effect on Jos beyond the widening of his eyes. He didn't understand a word of what I was saying, but that was okay. I understood.

Jos just cocked an eyebrow.

I rolled my eyes as I looked away. Maybe I should teach him some Japanese so he knew when I was cursing him out.

On the other hand, if he didn't understand my words I was less likely to have my head handed to me because I was being rude.

"I didn't mean to get hurt, Miko, but you have to admit that I am far more capable of taking damage like that than you are. Those cattle would have pulverized you."

They could have pulverized him, too.

"You lucky."

"I was lucky," Jos admitted. "I could have very easily died in that stampede, but I'd much rather me die than you."

My eyebrows snapped together as I glanced back at him. "Why?"

No one except my grandfather had ever cared if I lived or died, and he'd only wanted me around because I was his last link to his daughter. Most of my relatives would have preferred that I died.

"You're my husband, Miko," Jos said. "I don't want anything to happen to you."

"Not husband," I insisted stubbornly.

Jos's eyes rounded. "Are you saying you don't want to be married to me?"

"Married people share the same room. They share lives together, not separately. They comfort and support each other through the good times and the bad. They are not strangers to each other."

At least, that was what I had learned in all the books I'd read. Maybe my idea of what a marriage was supposed to be was somewhat skewered, but I refused to give up that idea even if it wasn't real.

"Miko, when we got married, you didn't know anything about it."

"I know now."

Jos's smile felt placating as all hell. "Yes, but this wasn't something you chose. Hell, I don't even know if you're gay."

I shrugged. "I don't know either, but what I do know is that I accepted this marriage and you. If that means I'm gay, then I am gay."

Jos grabbed my hands again, holding them in his strong grip. "Miko, it doesn't work that way."

I blinked rapidly and ducked my head when tears welled up in my eyes. It was obvious that I was being rejected. Maybe I wasn't someone he was attracted to or even wanted to consider as a spouse.

I was the bastard child of an American man and a Japanese woman. My family despised me for that fact. Maybe Jos did, too. I'd never been good enough for them and now I found I wasn't good enough for the man that was supposed to be my husband.

Well, it wasn't anything I wasn't used to. I'd been living the life of an outcast since the moment of my birth, ostracized and ridiculed almost every single day.

Why should here be any different?

"I understand," I said in a low respectful voice as I pulled my hands free, pressed them together, and gave a proper bow with my head. "Thank you for explaining it to me."

I refused to force myself onto someone that didn't want me. If Jos was determined to be married in name only, so be it.

Jos huffed. "Miko."

"I'd like to sleep now."

"Miko, we need to talk about this."

I pinned my gaze on Jos, my eyes meeting his. "What is there to talk about?" It was all I could do not to snap at him. "You have made your position very clear. I won't force you to be my husband if you don't want me. We can even talk with my father about a divorce and then you can find someone you do want. I won't stand in your way or make things awkward for you."

A gasp left me when Jos suddenly surged up, pressed me into the mattress, and hovered over me. His face darkened with rage and it was mere inches from mine.

"No divorce!" he snarled. "I don't ever want to hear that word come out of your mouth again. You are mine and you'll stay mine until the day you die!"

I should have been terrified.

I wasn't.

I was mesmerized.

Jos looked so fierce right now. His arm muscles bulged as he hovered over the top of me. His jaw was clenched and his eyes were flashing with rage, turning them from cornflower blue to dark shards of blue glass.

I looked Jos square in the eyes and said, " Rikon ."

Jos's eyes narrowed. "I refuse."

I cocked an eyebrow. Apparently, he knew what that word meant. Some perverse part of me became curious. I wanted to see what his reaction might be to me saying divorce again.

" Rikon . Rikon. Rikon ."

Jos's eyes blazed. His hand clenched around my braid, pulling my head back so my face was angled with his. His lips smashed down on mine and he thrust his tongue into my mouth.

I moaned as I lifted my legs and wrapped them around Jos's waist, our cocks aligning and rubbing against each other. Guess there was no question if I was gay or not. My dick felt like a steel pipe in my pants.

I wasn't going to let him get away this time.

Jos suddenly stopped kissing me and lifted his head to stare down at me with an intensity that made my heart stop. It felt as if he was searching for something. I wish I knew what it was. I'd help him find it.

When he climbed off of me and stood, I reached out a hand for him, desperate to have him back, but Jos just turned and hurried out of the room.

My hand fell back to the bed, tears forming in my eyes. I laid there, unable to move, unable to think, unable to breath.

He had left me.

He had kissed me and then he had left me.

Was I that undesirable?

That unwanted?

In that moment, I wanted to curl up and die. I wanted to beg my grandfather to tell me why he had let me live if this was to be my fate.

I was on the verge of rolling into a fetal position when Jos came rushing back into the room, kicking the door closed with his foot.

He wasn't wearing boots.

He crawled back onto the bed, moving over the top of me. He froze when he looked down at me and then reached up and gently wiped a tear away. "Why are you crying, Miko?"

"You left."

I hated his grin.

Jos held up the items in his hand. "We need supplies and I didn't think you'd have any in here."

Supplies?

"Can't have gay sex without them."

Like I'd know that.

"What are they?" I asked.

"Lube and condoms."

I wasn't so out of touch that I didn't know what those were. I just hadn't thought about them in terms of sex between two men.

Made sense, though.

"Clothes off, Miko." Jos's voice was thick with lust and slightly rough. "I want what's mine."

Oh, hell yeah.

I shivered as Jos released me. My hands shook as I started stripping my clothes off right where I was. I tossed them over the side of the bed and then sat back to watch Jos remove his clothes.

When he was done, he crawled back up onto the bed, hovering over me again. He cupped my face, melding our lips together in another kiss that made my toes curl.

The man was a really good kisser.

I moaned with wanton abandon when Jos cupped my ass in his large hands, pulling me closer, taking the kiss deeper. Goose bumps broke out over my skin when Jos's hands left my ass and slid over my back. I wanted to climb the large man like a monkey and hang on until we became one entity.

A low guttural growl left Jos's lips.

"Beautiful," Jos whispered as his eyes roamed over my naked body. The molten heat in his blue eyes was smoldering, burning me alive. "You are so beautiful."

That was news to me. I'd always been told I was ugly due to my American features. No one ever called me beautiful.

I fisted the sheets Jos's hands smoothed over my legs. I was dying to move, to wiggle around and beg Jos to fuck me already, but I sealed my plea behind my lips. Jos seemed to be on some sort of mission, and I wasn't about to mess that up.

My eyes damn near rolled to the back of my head as Jos's fingertips played over my skin, slowly making their way up my thighs toward my aching cock. I whimpered at the slow pace.

When Jos wrapped his large hand around my hard shaft, I couldn't stop my moan. I spread my legs wider as Jos stroked my cock from root to tip and then back down again. Jos's other hand cupped my balls, massaging them between his fingers.

He was really good at that.

I writhed and squirmed on the bed, moaning loudly as I succumbed to the waves of ecstasy trying to pull me under. I lay there, drowning in a floodtide of exquisite pleasure as Jos took me to another place, a place where I was no longer my own person. It was a place where Jos owned me, mind, body, and soul.

"Come for me, Miko."

My back left the sheets as I arched up and cried out, hot jets of cum shooting from my cock. The pleasure was pure and explosive. I shouted Jos's name, thrashing my head from side to side as my orgasm sucked every last bit of air from my lungs.

Jos stroked my cock through my entire orgasm. I panted heavily as Jos milked my cock, pulling every last drop from my balls.

"You're sexy when you come, Miko," Jos whispered. "The way you look at me makes me feel like I could conquer the world."

I licked my lips as I gazed at Jos, wonderment filling me. I was always so amazed that a man like Jos not only wanted me but wanted to keep me.

I watched as Jos swiped his fingers through the cum cooling on my groin and then reached below me. My breath hissed out of my mouth when Jos circled my hole with his large finger. At that moment, all I wanted was to feel Jos deep inside of me.

Jos reached over, grabbing the lube he had tossed onto the bed. I started to shudder when a slick finger entered me and moved around. It felt a little weird at first, but quickly exploded into unimaginable pleasure.

I bit my bottom lip when two more fingers entered my tight ring of muscles, pushing back as Jos stretched me.

It felt fantastic.

"Pull your legs up, Miko."

I hitched my hands under my knees and pulled them to my chest. Jos leaned forward, taking one of my nipples into his mouth as he breached my hole again. I grabbed at Jos's head, clutching at his hair, my body tingling from tip to toe.

Jos slid another finger inside of me as he sucked at my nipple, bringing it to a taut peak. I knew he was trying to distract me, and it was working. I begged with my body for some sort of release even though I had just come moments ago.

My dick didn't care about that fact.

It wanted more.

So did I.

Jos nipped my skin, telling me without words to behave. I released Jos's hair, trying to focus as Jos inserted a third finger. It was hard. I tried but couldn't focus to save my life.

"I'm going to fuck you now, baby, and I'm not going to stop until you scream my name."

Yeah, that wasn't going to be a problem. Jos's name already hovered on my lips from the last time I'd screamed it.

Jos rose up between my legs, pushing my knees farther back. He quickly tore the condom packet open, rolled his down his leaking shaft, and then lined his cock up with my ass. I held my breath and pressed my shoulders into the mattress as Jos pushed into me.

I panted as the sting of being filled coursed through my backside. I curled my fingers into the sheets as Jos began to move, slowly pushing in and out of me. It was raw and hot and made my head swoon. The feelings coursing through my body threatened to drown me.

I lifted my legs up and wrapped them around Jos's waist, pressing my heels into the top of his ass cheeks. I wanted Jos to fuck me until I was unconscious.

Jos tucked his body neatly into mine as he grabbed my ankles and lifted my lower body high into the air, assaulting my ass with his huge cock. Jos pulled back and then slammed into my ass, his large cock grazing something inside of me that made my toes curl as he repeated the move a few more times.

"You are mine!"

I squirmed and cried out, Jos's possessiveness hitting me harder than the cock filling my ass. I was being pulled into the depths of pleasure as Jos fucked me like there was no tomorrow.

"Say you're mine, Miko."

" Hai ! Hai !"

Jos growled as he fucked me harder, deeper, and with more aggression. There was no doubt in my mind that Jos was claiming me, placing his ownership on me. He was making me his for all eternity.

Sweat trickled down Jos's darkly tanned skin as he hammered into my ass. Jos growled and dropped my legs, taking my lips in a mind-altering kiss.

Fingers dug into my hips as Jos switched his position, creating an amazing sensation that started to overwhelm me. My body tingled and buzzed, my heart beating faster as I felt a tingling shoot up my spine.

I shouted out Jos's name as my orgasm grabbed me and roared up my spine and down to my groin. My cock erupted, splattering all over my stomach and Jos's. Jos snapped his hips, his cock stretching my ass to the limits.

"Jos," I cried again as Jos pounded into my ass. I was lost, so damn lost in the feeling of Jos taking me over, dominating me with his body. I was losing my damn mind and loving it all at the same time.

I shuddered when Jos threw his head back, roaring out my name as hot spurts of seed flooded my ass. He continued to thrust into me several more times before collapsing down over me. Jos kissed me for a moment before gazing into my eyes.

"Guess you're gay, huh?"

I snickered. "Looks that way."

Jos's arms wrapped around me, pulling me snug to his body. His thigh slid between mine, and one arm anchored me in place. I smiled as I closed my eyes. Being gay wasn't so bad.