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Finally, he pressed on her hot spot and sucked in her clit all at the same time. Marcus pinched and twisted her nipples. They sent her screaming over the edge. Even before she was fully recovered, Marcus had her climbing on top of him. He steadied her with one hand and held his cock still for her to sit on with the other.

As she drew him into her body, she couldn’t help but moan at the fullness. Her cunt was still swollen from coming, and his thick dick had to work its way inside of her. She panted then sighed when he finally reached the end of her. She leaned over him and took his mouth in a kiss. It left her ass free for Bruce to play with.

She felt him rub lube around her back hole and begin to prepare her for his fingers. First he entered her with one finger and fucked her with it. Then he added the second finger. This one pinched a little, but nothing major. She fucked herself up and down on Marcus’s cock, stabbing herself with Bruce’s fingers on each downward stroke.

When he pulled out, she expected three fingers, but instead, he added more lube, and his massive cock pushed against her back hole. She gasped in surprise and clamped down on Marcus’s dick.

“Easy, baby. Relax and push out, remember?” he asked.

Kate nodded and concentrated on relaxing her body. Then she pushed out until the burning began, and a tight pinch signaled he’d pushed through the resistant ring. He drove deep inside her ass then stilled for her to get used to him being there.

She panted around the pain then squirmed as she began to want to move—needed to move. The pressure was almost too much as Bruce’s sweaty forehead rubbed against her back. He was trying to give her time, but it was hard on him. She knew this, knew that he was anxious to move as much as she was.

Kate tried to pull back from Marcus and bury Bruce deeper in her ass, but she didn’t have the strength to do it.

“Please, Bruce, move. I can’t stand it. Someone move!” She pressed her forehead into Marcus’s chest.

Bruce pulled out, and Marcus lifted her with the force of his push inside of her. He bumped her cervix, adding to the mix of pleasure and pain that was swirling inside of her. Then he pulled out, and Bruce thrust in. They slowly fucked her, alternating in and out until she was wild with need. She needed them to go faster, deeper. She whimpered as nerve endings came alive and stoked her climax higher and higher as they shifted in and out of her body.

Kate’s body wasn’t her own anymore. They controlled it as they burrowed in and out of her over and over again. Fire burned inside her cunt as her climax began to grow closer to the surface. Marcus’s dick scraped over her G-spot with nearly every thrust. It tightened muscles all along her thighs, ass, and pelvis. The rasp of Marcus’s chest hair against her highly sensitized nipples was just one more sensation that soon had her screaming as the men pummeled her with their cocks. Her pussy and ass tightened around them until they were cursing their climaxes along with hers.

She screamed as she came. Her heart beat as fast as a machine gun’s fire, and her breathing became so labored she thought she would suffocate. Her ears began to ring, and she felt the hot fire of their cum coating her ass and her cunt as they came. Then she felt and knew nothing.

Chapter Fifteen

Kate woke to find herself being submerged in a hot tub of water. Marcus held her in his arms as Bruce sat her in it. She moaned at the wonderful feel of it on her body. She thought every muscle in her body was probably sore from her climax. It had taken her over when she came.

“Hey there, sleepyhead. How do you feel?”

“Tired.” She closed her eyes again.

“No you don’t,” Bruce said. “Stay awake long enough for us to bathe you.”

She opened her eyes and glared at him. He just chuckled and began to wash her body with the soft, soapy cloth. She was slick with sweat and other body fluids. The bath actually felt great. She struggled to sit up on Marcus’s lap. He grunted when her hip made contact with his already stiffened cock.

She frowned. “Don’t you ever go down?” she asked the men as she noticed that Bruce was in the same condition.

Bruce chuckled. “Not around you, we don’t.”

“Hell, I don’t even go down when I’m out working the cattle if I’m thinking about you,” Marcus said.

“God, that has to be, um, hard to deal with.” She smiled at her own pun.

“Smart-ass. I’ll take care of that smart mouth of yours if you’re not careful. I’ll fill it with my dick.” Bruce stood up and the cock in question bobbed up and down with the movement.

“Now that will really punish me.” She licked her lips and smiled up at him.

Something passed over his face that worried her. He seemed to be struggling with something. What was it? Before she could ask him, Marcus pronounced her clean and shoved her to a standing position. Bruce grabbed her by the shoulders to keep her on her feet.

“Easy, Marcus. We don’t want her to fall,” Bruce chided his brother.

“Sorry.” He just grinned up at Kate before he stood up as well.

Water poured from his body as he helped her out of the tub. Bruce dried her off while Marcus took care of himself. As soon as she was dry, he picked her up and carried her to the bed once again. The covers had been pulled back up to keep as much warmth as possible in the bed.

“Climb under the covers, baby. I’m right behind you.” He slapped her ass once as she crawled under.

“Hey! What was that for?” She stuck her head back out, grinning at him.

“For being too slow.”

“Asshole.” She stuck her cold feet against his ass when he backed up to her.

“Kate, I’m going to spank that ass if you do that again.”

Kate laughed and hugged up against his warm back. He seemed to radiate heat even in the winter. She buried her cold nose in his neck and heard him curse under his breath. She bit back another laugh in case it earned her the aforementioned spanking.

Marcus hurried across the cold floor and climbed into the bed on the other side of her. He snuggled up close to her back with his cold body. She shivered. Now she knew how poor Bruce felt. Marcus’s hands were like ice cubes.

“Warm your hands up between your legs before you put them on me again,” she fussed good-naturedly.

“I’m not putting my hands anywhere near my balls like this. I’ll put them between your legs, though.” He shoved them there, and she nearly came out of the bed in shock.

“Marcus, settle down and let’s get some sleep. We have a lot to do tomorrow.” Bruce sounded distracted.

“Is it supposed to snow more tomorrow?” she asked.

“Yeah, I bet we have another foot on the ground in the morning. It was starting to snow when we came up to bed.”

Kate sighed. More snow meant more work on the men. They wouldn’t let her help outside because of the wolves. Well, she would keep the fire going in the fireplace and food on the table. She could do that.

In that instant, she realized how much she had come to love being their wife even if Bruce didn’t love her. She was almost sure Marcus did. She knew she loved him. She sighed. She even loved Bruce, but was sure he would never return the feeling. Still, in those few seconds when they were all three joined earlier, she had thought she heard him say the words in her ear. Now, though, she knew she had to have been mistaken.

* * * *

Over the next several weeks, they spent a lot of time in bed. When the men weren’t out seeing to the animals, they were seeing to her in bed. Kate couldn’t complain because she loved every minute of their attention. They loved her into blissful states where she dozed until they woke her again for more.

When she wasn’t in bed with them, she cooked and cleaned. On several occasions during that time, one of the men from one of the other families stopped by to let them know what was going on. It seemed that the wolves had backed off somewhere. No one had seen a wolf since that last day of hunting. Everyone seemed to think that maybe they were retreating for good. Kate could tell that Bruce didn’t believe it.

One day, Joel and Jonathan stopped by with Leigh to visit. She had only been out of bed for an hour and was still cleaning up after the men had eaten. They were outside with the cattle. She was afraid they would be mad if she let the other men inside. They seemed to understand, because they ushered Leigh in and walked around the house to find Bruce and Marcus.

“I’m sorry, Leigh. It’s just that I don’t know them and…”

“Don’t worry about it. Joel would throw a fit if I let in a strange man even if there was a woman with them.” She smiled and sat down at the kitchen table. “How are you doing?”

“I’m fine. I guess the snow has cleared up some if you are out in it.”

“Yes, but then the guys have that big four-wheel drive with snow chains on the tires. I think they can go anywhere.”

“How are the other women?” Kate asked.

“Everyone is fine. I think Heather is getting close to time to deliver. She’s miserable, because she can’t get comfortable.”

“I can’t even imagine being pregnant. That scares me to think about.”

“Well, it’s going to happen eventually. You’ve got two good men to help you, so you’ll be fine.”

A few minutes later, the men came stomping in the back door, pulling off boots and coats as they did. She and Leigh hurried to fix coffee for everyone. The men gathered in the living room. Marcus threw another log on the fire, and they continued their conversation as the women handed out the mugs of the steaming liquid.

“So you don’t think the wolves are gone for good,” Joel said.

“No, they’re regrouping. I can’t see them giving up as serious as they fought everyone these last two years. They’re too smart. As long as man had the upper hand, they just used their intelligence to stay alive and hidden. Now that we’re in the minority, they are pushing to take over the land.”

“If I hadn’t seen them in action I would think you were a nutcase, Bruce, but you’re right. I don’t see them giving up, either,” Jonathan said as he sipped his coffee.

“I worry about the women,” Joel said. “We have to work to put food on the table, and they have to work in the garden. Leigh can shoot a gun, but if she’s busy in the yard, she might not see one in time.”

“We’ve decided that one of us will always be with her outside. It means putting more on the other one, but I’m not leaving Kate alone.” Bruce reached out and snagged her hand as she passed by to return to the kitchen.

Kate smiled down at him. He so rarely sought out her touch when sex wasn’t involved. She squeezed his hand back. When he looked away and dropped her hand, she tried not to let it bother her. She continued into the kitchen where Leigh was back sitting at the table, stirring milk into her mug of caffeine.

“I think Joel wants to look at having a communal garden where we could all work with several of the men taking turns guarding us while we do. What do you think about that?”

“It sounds like a good idea. I don’t know. It would need to be a big garden, and there would have to be set days we work in it so that everyone is there at the same time.”

“I think it would work. That way only a couple of men a day would need to miss working in the fields or with the cattle.” Leigh sipped her coffee.

“I wonder what Bruce and Marcus will think about it. I like the idea. Not only would it solve the problem of keeping us safe from the wolves, but it would mean we got to visit some every few days.” Kate really liked the idea.

She hoped Bruce would go along with it. She knew Marcus would do whatever Bruce decided. Bruce made most of the decisions around the house, and they followed his directives.

A few minutes later, the men walked back into the kitchen. Jonathan and Joel pulled Leigh to her feet and the three of them put their boots, coats, and hats back on to leave.

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