Monroe, Marla - The Ranchers Take a Wife [Men of Space Station One #1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (8 page)

BOOK: Monroe, Marla - The Ranchers Take a Wife [Men of Space Station One #1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)
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When he could breathe again, Cam let go of her leg, but made sure she could stand up before he let go of her.

“Fuck, you’re so freaking hot. I can’t get enough of you.” He wrapped his arms around her and held her head to his chest. He was sure she could feel his wildly beating heart.

“You bit me,” was all she said.

He chuckled and licked where he’d bit her. There was a set of red teeth marks there on her shoulder. He felt settled when he saw them.

“Yeah, I did. Let’s get you out of here before you catch cold.” He shut off the water and grabbed a towel off the warming bar and began patting her down to dry her.

She reached over and pulled out a smaller towel and wrapped her hair in it. As soon as he was finished drying her, he began rubbing the towel over him. He watched her rub her hair with the towel. Then she grabbed the hair dryer and aimed it at his cock.

“Better move, or you’ll end up with a different type of blow job.” She switched on the dryer, and he yelped and backed away.

Lacy laughed and began drying her hair.

* * * *

When Cam walked out to the bedroom, leaving her to dry her hair, she sighed, and wondered how she was going to learn what to do around them. Evidently safety was a big button for Cam that she had pushed. She knew now that being safe meant a lot to him. She would strive to be safe. What would Phillip’s button be? Did he have one?

As she ran the brush through her hair, waving the dryer up and down it, Lacy wondered if she would be able to make the men happy. So far, all she’d been able to do that seemed to please them was have sex with them. Surely there was more to life with them than that? She wasn’t complaining about it, she enjoyed it, too. Still, there had to be something more than that.

Once her hair was dry, she put away the dryer and her brush and walked out to find the men already in bed and snoring. Well, so much for cuddling. She climbed up the bed from the foot and then slipped between the covers. Neither man roused when she settled between them.

Lacy lay there for a long time unable to fall asleep. All she could think about was how angry Cam had been that she had run up the stairs. It had all been in fun, but he hadn’t seen it that way. She would have to be more careful from now on not to do anything that set him off. She didn’t want to be a burden to them. She wanted to help them and be their lover and friend. More than anything, she wanted them to love her. She was afraid she was already falling for them. Despite Cam’s outburst, she genuinely cared about him. It felt like it could develop into something more without much help.

Seeing the hurt on Phillip’s face had nearly torn her up. He was the easiest going of the two, and knowing she’d scared him had broken her a little inside. Then she’d gone to take a shower and hadn’t invited him. She had screwed up all around. She sighed and vowed to do better from now on. Her mom had been right when she said men’s feelings were as fragile as butterfly wings. You had to walk gently around them.

She missed her mom. She hadn’t appreciated all the little things she’d told her at the time, but found them so true now that she was older. Were her mom alive today, she would call her if it were possible here, and ask her opinion on what to do about her men. But she wasn’t, so she had to figure it all out on her own.

* * * *

Early the next morning, Lacy felt something nudging at her back. She frowned and rolled over to see what it was. Then it dawned on her. It was Phillip’s hard dick.

“Roll back over, Lacy. I’m going to fuck that tight cunt of yours. I woke up wanting you. But I was nice and let you sleep for a while longer.” Phillip urged her back over so that her ass was pointing back at his cock.

She waited as he explored her pussy with his fingers, making sure she was wet enough to ease his passage. When he removed his fingers and fit his cock into her slit, she shoved back until he was lodged midway inside of her. He groaned and pulled back out before ramming forward once again. He met her pushing back.

Over and over he pounded into her until she couldn’t stand it. She reached between her legs and began to play with her clit. She was so close, but just couldn’t get it right. She whimpered as Phillip tunneled in and out of her wet cunt.

“Here, let me.”

Cam had turned over and reached between her legs and began rub her finger over and over her clit with expert knowledge of what it would take to send her over. Using her finger, he drove her up and over the line until she was screaming her climax.

He slowly let her down as Phillip stilled behind her and shot his cum deep inside of her. She closed her eyes and rested her head on her elbow, drifting in and out of sleep until she felt someone began pushing inside of her once again. She opened one eye and groaned.

Cam lay over her smiling as he slipped his dick between her folds.

“Morning again.”

She yawned and opened both eyes when she felt him pull out and scoop her cream in his fingers before rubbing it around her back hole. He massaged her juices into her ass with his fingers. When he began pushing one finger inside of her, she winced and pulled back.

“Easy, Lacy. I’m just playing right now. Let’s stretch you some,” he said softly.

“It pinches.”

“Push back as I push in,” he told her. Then he pushed in with his finger until it popped through the tight ring and he lodged in her up to his knuckles.

Lacy winced, but had to admit, it was better than it had been. He pushed in and out of her back passage over and over until it no longer bothered her. Then he pulled out and added a finger. The burn was back, but she pressed back, and he eased in with both fingers now. He pumped them in and out of her until she could take him without trouble. He spread them inside of her. When he pulled them out, she realized she missed them being there. She’d gotten used it.

“We’re going to take that tight ass one day soon, Lacy. I promise it will be good for you. It will burn for a few seconds, but then it will feel too good to handle. You’ll be begging us to fuck you then.” Cam smiled at her.

She wasn’t sure about that, but she had known from the beginning that anal sex would be a must with two men wanting her. They would want to take her at the same time sometimes. She certainly hoped it wouldn’t be very often. One of them in her ass would be quite enough. One in each hole would be overwhelming, not to mention nearly impossible, as large as they were.

She could feel his breath on her shoulder as he slid back inside of her, both of them on their sides. He held her leg up over his and fucked her slow and easy. It was nothing like earlier with Phillip. It wasn’t like Cam to be so gentle and slow. He seemed to be the more intense of the two men.

“Your hot cunt is burning me alive, baby. I want to feel you cream all over me, squeeze my dick until I can’t hold on.”

“Faster, Cam. Please. I can’t come like this.” She tried shoving back, but with him holding her leg, she had no traction. She groaned.

“Yes you can, Lacy. You’ll come just like this.” He reached around and began to tease at her clit without really applying much pressure.

He changed his angle and soon he was brushing against her hot spot, and with every thrust inside of her and every slide out, he slid over it until she could feel her climax just out of reach. She growled in frustration as he continued to tease her clit with his fingers.

“Cam. Please,” she begged, hating that she was reduced to it.

“Easy, baby. I’ll take care of you. Just ride it. Let it last.” He continued pumping in and out of her in long, deep strokes.

Finally, he massaged her clit with his fingers and sent her over the edge in a long, slow swell. She clamped down on his cock as he slid in and out of her and forced him along with her. He called out her name as he came for what seemed like forever inside of her. Then he wrapped his leg over both of hers and pulled her in tight against him.

She felt his lips along her neck as he kissed and licked his way to her ear.

“Damn, that was good. I love waking up to you, Lacy.” He kissed her neck again, and groaned as he pulled out of her and rolled out of the bed.

Lacy sighed and rubbed the sleep from her eyes. She glanced over at the clock and found that it was nearly eight. She was making it a habit to sleep in. That wasn’t a good idea on a farm. She would have to start getting up early soon enough, that she better not get used to sleeping late.

“Come on, you can share the shower with me.” Cam walked naked into the bathroom.

She heard the shower turn on and groaned as she scooted out of bed. She was sore all over. Two men made for sore muscles, she decided.

Cam was already in the shower when she stepped into the spray. He immediately stepped in front of her to shield her face from it. She smiled and turned around to grab for the shower gel she’d put there the day before. When he took it from her and spread some on a sponge, she realized he planned to bathe her. They’d been doing a lot of that.

“Your skin is like silk. I want to keep it that way if we can. The weather out here is harsh. You can see how it treats our skin by how rough it is.” He rubbed his arm along hers, proving it.

“You just need to put lotion on your skin when you’re out in the sun so much. I’ll rub you both down at night,” she offered.

“Not with yours, you’re not.” He laughed. “I don’t want to smell like some fruity flower.”

“We can get some unscented I’m sure. You would feel better if you weren’t so dry.”

“I’ll just rub up against you when I feel dry.” He demonstrated by rubbing his hardening cock against her ass.

“Funny.” She shook her head and turned around to hug him, but he was already getting out of the shower.

“Where are you going?” she asked with a frown.

“Going to get a cup of coffee before Phillip drinks it all.” He walked out of the bathroom, leaving her in the shower to finish her bath.

Lacy sighed and figured she had best get used to it. Men tended to have short attention spans when it didn’t involve sex that very minute. She chuckled and finished her shower. When she had dried off, she dressed and made the bed before walking down the stairs to see if there was any coffee left for her.

The men were discussing fertilizer when she arrived, so she grabbed the last few sips of coffee and cleaned out the coffeemaker to make another couple of cups. She needed the coffee to get going after such an eventful early morning.

“Morning, Lacy.” Phillip got up and walked over to where she was sipping her coffee to give her a kiss.

“Morning. What’s the plan for today?” she asked.

“Not much of anything,” Cam supplied as Phillip nuzzled her neck.

“Oh, I wouldn’t say that. I’m thinking of a snack before lunch.” Phillip licked her neck.

“I’m going to have to get in better shape if I’m going to keep up with you guys,” Lacy said with a chuckle.

“Are we wearing you out, baby?” Phillip asked.

“Naw, just not used to so much, um, sexual activity.”

“You’ll get used to it soon enough,” Cam promised her. “We’ve got over a year of celibacy to make up for.”

Lacy’s smile faltered slightly. Was she only a hole to them? She turned in Phillip’s arms to reach the now finished coffee and refilled her cup.

“I need to do some laundry this morning. It looks like a sunny day. Can I hang it outside somewhere? Is there a clothesline?” she asked.

“No, never was home enough to risk leaving them out in case a storm blew up,” Cam told her.

“I can rig something up for you,” Phillip told her.

“What would you two like to eat for lunch? I’m assuming you’ve already had something for breakfast since the kitchen sink has dishes in it.”

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