by Marla Monroe
Hell! That was going to be next to impossible. He wanted her like he wanted air to breathe. No way was Porter going to be able to stand it much longer. Her soft moans and the way she had the fingers of one hand gripping his hair sent tingles down his spine straight to his balls.
He glanced up and nearly lost it right there. Edward had his mouth drawing solidly on one nipple while he pinched and pulled her other nipple with his fingers. The sight of her eyes squeezed shut and her head thrown back with her little pink tongue sticking out drove him crazy. Porter gave up and sucked her clit into his mouth and rubbed over the distended numb with the tip of his tongue while holding her hips still.
She came apart under his mouth. Her exquisite juices flowed into his mouthy as she screamed in pleasure. He could feel her body shake under his hands. It was almost more than he could stand. His cock throbbed with his heartbeat. He was desperate to get inside of her.
“Move over, man. I want to taste her,” Edward said with a near growl.
Porter had to bite back the refusal on his tongue. He didn’t blame the other man for wanting a taste. She tasted like spicy honey. He would never be able to get enough of her if he lived to be a hundred years old. Stepping aside, he took advantage of her panting to kiss her, sweeping his tongue inside her mouth and sharing her nectar.
She immediately latched on to the invading member and drew on it like a newborn puppy. The feel of her mouth sucking him like that was nearly his undoing. It made him think of her sucking on something a little lower. Porter pulled back to keep from embarrassing himself. Her soft whimper was music to his ears. She wanted him. Knowing that made everything that much more difficult. He wanted to pull Edward away from her so they could get her to the bedroom and on the bed where it would be easier to make love to her.
As if hearing his thoughts, Edward pulled away, licking her juices from his lips and scooped her up in his arms.
“Bedroom. Now!” he said.
“About damn time,” Porter muttered.
He followed the other man back into the bedroom and waited for him to settle her on the bed before they both crawled up on either side of her. Looking down at her flushed skin and the way her breasts moved as she panted, trying to slow her breathing down made him smile. She was theirs and they were giving her pleasure, padding his ego a bit.
“You’ve got me so hot, baby. I’m never going to get enough of you.” Porter lowered his head to kiss her.
His chest ached with how sensual her moan sounded when their lips met. He sipped at them before urging her to open for him. Porter didn’t waste time teasing. Instead, he devoured her like a man starved for days. The mere thought of leaving her to go work in the fields ate at him already. When had he become so possessive that he didn’t want her to leave his sight? Surely it wasn’t possessiveness but just an overwhelming need to be near her, keep her safe.
Love.
It was love. He loved her. The sudden knowledge had him stilling over her. How could he have fallen in love with her so fast? Was love at first sight really possible?
“Get on top of Porter, honey. Ride him, Hannah. I want to bury my cock in your tight ass.” Edward’s words spurred him into action as he rolled over to his back taking Hannah with him.
She laughed as she straddled his hips with her body. He loved hearing her laugh. Edward nuzzled her neck with his mouth, making her shiver. The slight movement of her body teased at his swollen cock where she had him trapped between her wet, hot pussy lips. Porter couldn’t help but lift his hips to increase the friction as she slid over him.
Hell, yeah. That’s so damn good.
It took every ounce of strength inside of him not to moan out loud at just how good it did feel. Instead, he complained to Edward.
“Stop messing around, man. I need to be inside her.”
The other man had the nerve to laugh at him. “Feeling a little too good but not good enough?”
“Fuck you, man,” Porter snapped back then buried his face between Hannah’s breasts when he pulled her down to him.
Her soft giggles next to his ear had him smiling as he inhaled her heady scent. Not taking advantage of her breasts right there in his face would have been crazy, so Porter licked and sucked all over the generous mounds as he gently repositioned her so that his cockhead brushed her opening. One push. Just one small bump of his hips and he could be surrounded by all that amazing heat.
Holding back was a lot tougher than he’d thought it would be, but he wanted to see her eyes as he entered her. Seeing how her eyes widened then darkened as he sank his dick into her tight, wet cunt would be worth the strain of waiting. Maybe.
Definitely.
Porter let her slowly raise up so that they looked at each other then he tilted his pelvis and thrust upward, groaning like an old man as her pussy spread for him. Fire burned his balls as he sank deeper inside of her until finally, she rested flush against his pelvis, sitting there with her eyes so wide and glassy that she looked like a lost waif. Her cheeks were already flushed with her arousal but he knew it would spread down her neck and across her chest as they took her even higher.
It was too much and not enough all rolled up in one. Porter knew he’d have to tighten his control to keep from blowing his load before Edward had even entered her ass. Holy hell, she would be tight once the other man breached her back hole.
“Are you okay, baby?” he finally rasped out.
She nodded but moaned. Then Edward was pushing forward so that he had room to prepare her rear for his dick. He wanted to remind the other man to go slow and make sure to use plenty of the lube, but he kept silent. Edward wouldn’t hurt her. He’d make sure she was ready before he did anything. Porter knew this, but the urge was still there, a result of his love for her, no doubt.
“You’re so beautiful, Hannah. I love how your eyes get all bright when you’re turned on,” he told her as he held her in his arms.
Porter was sure Edward was preparing her tiny hole and wanted to keep her relaxed. He rubbed his lips across her chin and nipped it lightly before kissing where he’d bit.
“How are you doing, sweetness?”
“I’m hot, and I need to move. Can’t be still,” she said in a near moan.
“Easy, baby. We’ll take care of you. Just a few more seconds.” He looked over her shoulder at Edward. “About ready?”
“Just about. She’s so tight, Porter. I’ll never last once I get inside.” Edward seemed to be panting already and he hadn’t even started to enter her yet.
“Slow, man. Take it easy with her.” He winced. He’d promised himself he wasn’t going to say anything.
“I will. She’s so tight and hot. How did you manage to hold off last time, man?” Edward asked.
“Will you two stop gossiping and do something? I’m dying here,” Hannah yelled from between them.
Porter chuckled then groaned when Edward began easing his cock into Hannah’s already-tight ass. Adding his girth squeezed her around Porter even more. Hell, he wanted to make it good for Hannah but at this rate, he’d be surprised if he managed a dozen strokes in and out of her sweet cunt.
“Yes!” she screamed out as Edward seemed to settle all the way inside of her. Her nails dug into Porter’s shoulders as she fought to breathe around the two large cocks that had filled her to overflowing.
“Fuck, Hannah! Your ass is like a wet dream, all hot and tight. Are you okay, honey?” Edward asked.
“I’m good. I’d be better if someone would start moving. I need to move, guys!”
Porter shoved up as Edward pulled back, then they switched directions and he pulled back as Edward shoved forward. They stroked in and out of her welcoming body in long slow strokes, slowly increasing the tempo and power behind each thrust until finally, they were powering in and out of her amazing body.
The sound of their skin hitting paired with the moans and groans that escaped as they pushed higher and closer to climax seemed like music in the room to him. He wanted to hear H
annah scream in pleasure no matter if Edward helped get her there or not. All that mattered was that she was fulfilled and happy.
He reached under her pelvis to drag his finger across her exposed sex until he located the bundle of nerves that would help send her there faster. Faster at this point was better. He didn’t know how Edward was fairing, but Porter was barely holding on by his toenails. His balls were tight against his body and burning with an unholy fire, the precursor to his fast approaching orgasm. He’d be damned if he came before she did.
“Aw, hell, Porter. I’m losing it.”
“I’ve got her,” he hissed out as he circled her clit then rubbed it with the tip of his finger.
Her sudden gasp was all the warning he had before her entire body bucked over him as she screamed out both of their names. He heard Edward curse behind her then all Porter knew was the blinding pleasure of Hannah’s sweet body milking his cock as he climaxed so hard and so long he thought he would pass out.
His dick ached as his cum filled her hot cunt. The way she writhed around him added even more friction to the mess that was their lovemaking. He didn’t even have the strength once he’d finished coming inside out to yell at Edward to move off of them. Instead, he bent one knee and used his foot as leverage to turn all three of them to the side with a long groan. Hannah didn’t say one word or issue a single noise.
He peeled his eyes open and focused on her face to find her eyes closed and a soft smile on her face. When he nudged her with one hand, she didn’t say a word and her head lolled to one side. She was out for the count. They’d fucked her to sleep. He wasn’t sure whether to be proud or insulted.
Instead, Porter chuckled softly. “Hey, Ed. She’s sound assed asleep. Think we bored her?”
Edward made a huffing noise. “She’s probably worn out from coming. I know I am. If you’d shut up, I’d be asleep, too.”
Porter yawned and silently supported that idea. He could use a nap right about then. They could take a quick clean up shower in a couple of hours. He relaxed one arm across Hannah’s back and forgot all about the other man lying right up next to him as he dozed off.
* * * *
Hannah sighed as she woke feeling scrunched up and sticky all over. Why was she sticky? Then it all came back to her and she felt her skin burn with the knowledge that they’d fallen asleep in a heap after mind-blowing sex.
No. We made love. I love them. I can’t pretend that I don’t. It feels too good.
Hannah couldn’t believe how good they were to her. Not only did they make sure she had plenty to eat and drink, but they made sure she was well satisfied in bed as well. Even if this was only the honeymoon stage and they slacked off some later, she would never forget how good they’d treated her in the beginning, especially considering she’d tricked them.
Not going there again. I promised myself I would dwell on that. It’s over, in the past.
When she slowly managed to extract herself from between the two men, she nearly blew it all by laughing out loud at the picture they made when she stood at the foot of the bed looking at them. Porter was flat on his back with one arm stretched over his head and the other across his chest. Edward was on his side, facing Porter with one arm nestled between the two of them and the other one resting on the other man’s shoulder. It looked almost as if he was whispering in Porter’s ear. They were going to flip!
She tip toed into the bathroom and closed the door in hopes she wouldn’t wake them. She’d forgotten to look at the clock, but considering the moons were still shining through the window, she figured it was still night. She was sure the guys needed the sleep since they were starting their days out in the fields.
Her body ached in a glorious way. She felt stretched and massaged all at the same time. As she turned on the shower, she suddenly wanted something to drink. She found herself starting to turn and head to the kitchen.
“What the…” She stopped and frowned. She could get something to drink after her shower. She wasn’t really dying of thirst like she seemed to think she was.
Once the water was warm enough, Hannah stepped in and quickly soaped up then rinsed off, just planning to remove the stickiness of her men’s seed along with her own sweat for now. She could take a proper shower in the morning when she got up.
By the time she’d gotten out of the shower and dried off, she was almost anxious with the need to get something to drink. She caught herself almost bending over the sink to get a mouth full of the water. What was going on? Had any of the other women who’d been pregnant had these urges? She’d have to call Lacy up on the radio after the men had left to ask her. She didn’t want to worry the men if it was something natural to pregnancy on Alpha.
Hannah made herself slow down on the stairs so she wouldn’t miss a step and fall. Then she forced herself to get a glass from the cabinet instead of drinking straight from the pitcher. She downed two full glasses of the stone berry lemonade before she felt quenched. She’d just rinsed out her glass when she heard the guy’s voices as they walked down the stairs. She turned and waited by the sink for them to appear in the doorway.
Both of them wore jeans open at the waist and nothing else. They also had scowls on their faces the likes she’d never seen before. It was all she could do not to burst out laughing at their expressions.
“Don’t you dare laugh, little girl. I ought to turn you over my knee and paddle that sweet behind,” Porter said with a mock growl.
“What’s wrong? You both look as if someone stole your favorite toy,” she said rolling her lips inward to hide her smile.
“You left us sleeping together, that’s what’s wrong. You don’t leave us in the bed together like that,” Edward said in a snarling voice.
Hannah wasn’t worried. She could see the dancing laughter in his sparkling eyes. He might not have been comfortable waking up that way, but he wasn’t really mad at her. She decided to play it up some more.
“All I did was take a quick shower and come downstairs to get something to drink. I didn’t do anything.”
“Don’t try and act all innocent with us, sweetness. We know you posed us after you got up. There’s no way we would have been against each other like that otherwise. You were between us.” Porter stuck his hands on his hips and glared.
“Actually, I was sort of on top of you, Porter, and Edward was on my back. When I got out from between the two of you, well, you just collapsed on each other and I left you that way. I didn’t think you’d want to wake up so early.” She batted her eyelashes at the two men then screeched as they lunged at her.
Hannah ran around the table laughing but they split up on her and sandwiched her between them in the end. She couldn’t help but laugh as they struggled to figure out where to put their hands with her between them like that.
“Are you through down here? We need to get back to sleep. It’s nearly two and Porter and I need to be up early.” Edward faced her and gave her a quick kiss.
“I’m ready. I just needed something to drink.” The two men stepped back from her so they could all head back upstairs.
“Oh, wait. Let’s see if that animal is out there since it’s still dark out.” Hannah hurried over to the window and peered out into the moonlit night.
She felt both men behind her, the heat from their bare chests warming her back. She didn’t see anything moving around at first and started to back away when movement close to the house caught her attention.
“There. Look. Do you can it?” she squealed pointing in that direction.
“What the hell?” Edward’s face pressed against the glass as he tried to see where she was pointing.
Porter frowned then walked over to the back door. “Stay there. I want to see if it will run off when I open the door. Watch for me.”
Hannah all but held her breath as Porter threw open the door and stepped out, looking in the general direction of where the creature had been. She saw it jerk at the sound of the door opening, but it didn’t run off right away. Then
Porter’s body was in the way and she couldn’t see anything.
“Where did it go?” she squealed as Edward grabbed her and pulled her behind him.
“It walked up closer to Porter. Now it’s turned and is running off toward the fence line,” Edward said.
“I’ll be damned. Did you see that?” Porter closed the door after stepping back inside. “It started to come toward me then decided to leave instead.”
“Did you get a good look at it?” Edward asked.
“It looks just like what Hannah drew. It looks bigger than what I expected and it has near perfect hands. Both sets are like little hands. They look like monkey’s hands,” Porter said shaking his head.
“We’ll need to check the fence to see how it got in. I guess with paws like those it could climb easily enough. Did you see teeth?” Edward asked.
“No. I didn’t see any teeth. It has a flat bill-like snout, like a platypus and a duck all rolled up together. It had really small eyes though and they were squinted up like the moon light was hurting them or something.” Porter checked the door to be sure it was locked. “Can’t wait to talk to the others about that. I wonder if anyone has seen one before.”
“Let’s get back to bed. It will be time to get up soon enough,” Edward said with a yawn.
Hannah was excited that they’d seen what she’d found the night before. Until then, she’d felt as if it might have been a figment of her imagination. Now she felt vindicated even though the men had never acted as if they doubted her. How she was going to sleep, she had no idea. She was too revved up to just fall asleep. Oddly enough, that was exactly what she did almost as soon as her head hit the pillow.
She noticed that neither man climbed on the bed until she’d settled in the middle though. Had she not fallen asleep, she would have teased them. Instead, she’d have to remember to do it later. It was as if a switch had been thrown and her eyes closed as her body relaxed. Just like that, she was gone.