Free The Curvy Girl’s Cowboy Orgy (Western, Gangbang, BBW) by Mallory Steele Page A

let her know in no uncertain terms that as long as she was with him no one else would ever dare to hurt her. If only the same had been true for him.
    A date was set for the wedding and soon after that she met Bud Sundance. Bud was Kane’s best friend since childhood and his joint partner at the Saddle and Whip. They had a close bond that seemed to traverse beyond mere friendship and on to the realm of brotherhood. Kane Fury didn’t have a conscience, instead he had Bud, and as such theirs was a partnership of necessity. Bud was single though he’d had his heart broken at some point in his past (Cathy didn’t like to pry and Kane only ever sneered in derision when the topic came up, as if he could never understand how a man could base his feelings on the opinions of a mere woman to begin with) and when Cathy was first introduced to the handsome blonde cowboy she couldn’t help but think: if I’d met you first…
    Bud was as much of a manly man as Kane though he spoke a whole lot less, seeming to be more at ease and comfortable with himself and his own personal kingdom. For Kane it was as if there was always some usurper or rebel waiting in the shadows to depose him of his throne, whereas with bud it was like he knew nobody could ever get to him anyway so he could just relax within himself completely.
    Or so Cathy imagined anyway, because though Bud was always kind to her when they were together, they’d never shared all that much time in conversation. Like all his possessions Kane watched over Cathy’s every move around other men with a jealous rage that he could barely contain and neither seemed to have much desire to either. It was a testament to the strength of his and Bud’s friendship that he ever let them be around each other at all.
     
    At the wedding Bud was the best man. Cathy had felt ashamed of herself just for having the thought that yes, he really was the best man. It wouldn’t be long before she realized how right she’d been to think that. It should have been him. It should have been Bud all along.
    But Kane was always ready to remind her that no other man could ever want her – not frumpy, overweight Cathy, who had been so blessed to have Kane rescue her from obscurity – and for the most part Cathy had believed him. When someone tells you the same cruel lie every day, sooner or later you start to accept it as part of life’s truth.
    Life with Kane was far from the fairytale story she’d imagined for herself. He expected her to live up to her wifely duty in every sense of the word and accepted nothing less. If his dinner wasn’t on the table at five pm on the dot every evening, if it wasn’t the right meal for the day, then Kane once again lived up to the fury of his name. And even that wasn’t enough for him. Even though they were never left wanting for cash, Kane soon insisted that Cathy take up work in the Roadhouse as a bargirl. It was only fair, he said, after all that he had so selflessly given to her.
    But every cloud has its silver lining and this one was called Bud Sundance. The cool, wistful cowboy who seemed to keep his distance from everybody even as he treated them with kind equanimity soon became all that Cathy could think about. For her he embodied all that was missing from Kane’s soul and as time went by she realized the true extent to which her husband relied on his intelligent, handsome partner. If Bud wasn’t there to be the voice of reason – the only one Kane ever really listened to – then her husband’s untamable aggression and hatred for the world would have prevented him from ever achieving anything of any worth at all. Not like he’d ever admit that fact, although Cathy sensed that he knew it himself on some deep level.
    And as for Bud, what did he have to gain from the friendship? Well he never said, only hinting from time to time at some terrible moment in the distant past when his friend had rescued him from insurmountable damage. Unlike Kane who’d had a