A Hard Choice for Hanna [Hardwick Bay 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

by Morgan Henry

  Hanna could feel Carter’s erect cock poking her thigh. Knowing that Kent would be okay with it, she rolled on her side to face Carter. “What are we going to do about this?” she asked as she gripped his dick with her hand, sliding it up and down.

  “Whatever you want,” he said with a seductive smile.

  “Really?” Hanna couldn’t keep the excitement out of her voice.

  Carter chuckled. “Really,” he confirmed. “Did you have something in mind?”

  “Yes,” she responded. “Will you let me play?”

  Carter flopped on his back. “I’m all yours, sweet Hanna.”

  Hanna was aroused all over again. She had known that Kent would need to possess her, and expected a hard and fierce fucking from him. Carter was a different person, though. She knew he would need a physical reaffirmation of their love, but she knew he would be less aggressive about it. She was pleased that he would let her take control of their passion.

  Hanna straddled Carter’s lower thighs. She motioned for Kent to lie beside them so he could watch. She had a feeling that Kent would enjoy the spectacle she was about to unleash.

  She bent over and sucked on each of Carter’s balls in turn, flicking her tongue around them, enjoying their firmness and the way they slid around in his scrotum. She then licked his penis from root to tip, swirling her tongue around the large red head. He tasted good, salty and of something she could only describe as “man.” She did this several times, and each time Carter released a sighing groan, fisting the covers of the bed. She reached up and tweaked his nipples sharply as she sucked him down hard.

  His cock twitched as he gasped and sat up. “Holy hell, Hanna!”

  She pushed him back down with the palm of her hand. He sank back onto the bed as she rose up and leaned over him, taking his lips in a carnal kiss. She heard Kent’s “ahh” of pleasure in the background.

  Hanna wiggled up to straddle Carter’s hips. Her pussy was practically dripping with her arousal. Remembering how much Kent had liked it when she held her lips open for him, she reached down and spread her pussy lips for Carter. Both he and Kent groaned when she revealed her inner lips and pink clit. She rubbed her clit gently and moaned with pleasure. It was still sensitive from Kent’s pounding.

  “Do you really expect me to just lay here and watch you?” Carter’s voice was strained.

  “Well,” Hanna drawled, “I expect you to lay there, but you don’t have to watch.” She winked at him.

  “Naughty,” he managed to choke out.

  Hanna giggled as she spread her pussy lips and lowered herself over Carter’s condom-less cock. She positioned herself so that her slit spread over the length of his dick, trapping it between her body and his, her puffy lips flaring out on either side of his length. She then began to rub up and down his cock with her pussy, not allowing him to enter her. She was so wet she slid along him with ease. The head of his cock bumped her clit each time she slid back and forth.

  Hanna watched Carter’s face as she moved. He closed his eyes for a second and then opened them. He eyed her body hungrily, watching her breasts move as she worked herself over his cock, then lowering them to watch her pussy. He reached up and started to play with her nipples. It felt so good. Hanna threw her head back and moaned, increasing her pace.

  She looked over at Kent who was clearly enthralled with the two of them. He was erect again and stroking himself. Watching Kent casually fisting his dick made Hanna even hotter.

  She was close to orgasm again. It felt so good, so powerful to be in charge of Carter’s pleasure like this. She ground down a little harder on him, increasing the stimulation to her clit.

  She looked down at Carter again. He had an expression of agony/ecstasy on his face. “Hanna, Hanna! I’m going to come,” he ground out.

  “Me, too!” she wailed as another orgasm took her. It welled up from her slit to her womb and outward. With an effort, she continued to grind away on Carter, needing him to explode from her body’s efforts. With each slide of her pussy over his cock, an aftershock of intense pleasure hit her.

  With a shout, Carter climaxed as well. Ropes of cum spewed out over his abdomen as his cock twitched and his hips jerked.

  “Unbelievable! She just pussy jacked you.” There was wonder in Kent’s voice.

  “Is that what it’s called? I read about it in an erotic romance book.” There was a cute blush on Hanna’s face.

  “That was incredible, baby.” Carter was almost breathless from pleasure. “You are incredible. You have no idea how amazing your soft, wet pussy felt on my cock.”

  “Boy, do we ever need a shower.” Hanna giggled. “I’ve made you all sticky.”

  “I’m not sure I can walk.” Carter pulled Hanna down for a quick kiss.

  “Well I’m not carrying you,” Kent told him as he hauled Hanna off the bed and started for the bathroom.

  They enjoyed the large shower together, as usual. Hanna soaped up both her men and was soaped in return. When they dried off, Hanna was feeling pleasantly sore and quite tired. They returned to the big bed, crawling in together and falling asleep almost immediately.

  Chapter 31

  The week passed quickly for Hanna. She was happy to be able to help with Jen’s wedding preparations again. The evenings were full of last minute details and fun with the VanLindt family. It felt like she and the men had never been apart. It was wonderful.

  On Thursday night the three of them were helping at Karen’s Kandies, making the wedding favors. Karen was directing them in putting together candy kebabs, wrapping them and attaching a message with ribbon.

  “So, I was thinking,” Hanna started.

  “Were you thinking something dirty?” Carter jumped in.

  “You can only hope.” Hanna smirked at her man. “Seriously, I was thinking that it might be easier for Jen, Tim, and your parents to stay at your place on Friday night. That way, they’ll all be there first thing to get dressed and oversee the preparations.”

  “Aren’t the bride and groom not supposed to see each other before the wedding?” Karen asked.

  “Jen and Tim decided not to do that. They’d rather be together, and they want to have the wedding photos done before the ceremony so they can spend more time socializing.” Carter had actually talked to Jen about what she wanted.

  “But they are going to sleep separately that night.” Hanna had talked to Jen, too.

  “Well that creates a problem. We don’t have enough bedrooms if they’re sleeping separately.” Kent frowned.

  “That’s why I thought we could sleep at my place and head over after breakfast,” Hanna suggested.

  “Fine by me,” Carter agreed.

  “I’m okay with it.” Kent approved as well.

  “That means we can make you scream without worrying about anyone hearing.” Carter grinned at Hanna.

  Karen laughed at them. “Don’t forget Stephanie and Sasha live next door, and the houses are close together.”

  “It’s Friday night. Sasha will probably be making Stephanie scream, too,” Kent pointed out.

  “Well good for Stephanie,” said Karen, and they all laughed.

  Friday had been a long day. They had helped with the set-up of the tent, tables, chairs, and other stuff for the wedding, and enjoyed the rehearsal dinner. To keep life simple, Jen and Tim kept the dinner small and had it at The Cottage. They returned to Kent and Carter’s for dessert and socializing and stayed up late.

  The party consisted of the VanLindt family, Tim, his parents and brother and his brother’s date, the Maid of Honor and her date, and Hanna. It was small, but fun. Hanna had never been involved in a large family gathering and found she enjoyed it immensely. There was a lot of good-natured teasing, banter, and laughter.

  Hanna found herself wondering if this was what her dad meant by prejudice and hatred not having any part in family. The VanLindts and Tim’s family accepted her relationship with Carter and Kent apparently without issue. She felt welcomed and valued and
free to be herself.

  They had talked and laughed late into the night. Finally, pleading that she didn’t want to look like a zombie for her wedding, Jen sent them all packing. The three had headed to Hanna’s and collapsed into her bed, too tired to do anything but cuddle.

  Saturday morning found the three of them entwined in Hanna’s bed. Hanna awoke to a knocking at her backdoor. She extricated herself from two sleepy men and wrapped her robe around her body as she ran for the door.

  She yanked the door open and gasped in surprise. It was her mother. Not again, she thought, her heart starting to hammer with anxiety and dread.

  “Hi, Mom,” she said, managing to be polite. “I didn’t think to see you again.”

  “Hello, Hanna,” her mom responded. “Are you going to invite me in?”

  “Yes, if you’re going to behave.” Hanna was not going to allow her mom to bully her anymore.

  Linda didn’t walk in. “I came to see if you spoke with your father.”

  “Yes, he told me that the two of you are separating.” Hanna left the door open and went over to start the coffeemaker.

  “Your father and I agreed not to involve you in our problems, so I’m not here to discuss his behavior. I just wanted to be sure you knew he left me.” Linda came into the kitchen and shut the door.

  Hanna sighed. So much for her mother not trying to involve her. Those were certainly fighting words, but Hanna refused to rise to the bait. “I feel sad that the two of you are parting ways, but I understand if you’re not happy together.”

  Her mother snorted. “I take it you’re still seeing those two men?”

  “Yes.” Hanna refrained from pointing out they were in the bedroom. Hanna leaned on the counter as she talked.

  “I see.” Her mother’s lips were in a thin line. “That’s your final decision, then? I had hoped you would see sense.”

  “Mom, I love them. They love me. They and their family, and Dad, accept us for who we are. There’s nothing bad about our relationship, we all choose to be together of our own free will. We’re honest with each other. It’s the best relationship I’ve ever been in, and I’m not giving it up. I’m really sad that you can’t accept it, but I won’t allow your prejudice and hatred to poison us.” Hanna actually wasn’t angry at her mom. She pitied her for choosing to reject the love of her daughter.

  As her mother stared at Hanna, hurt and anger in her eyes, Kent and Carter came into the kitchen. They were both dressed in jeans, but had bare feet. Kent had a T-shirt on, but Carter was bare-chested. They walked over and stood on either side of Hanna, Kent with his arm around her shoulder, Carter’s arm around her waist.

  “I’m not rejecting you, Mom,” Hanna said gently. “If you want to accept our relationship, you’re welcome in our lives.”

  “We love Hanna,” said Kent. “She’s a wonderful person, and we don’t want to see her hurt by your inability to accept her the way she is.”

  “We’re happy she’s chosen to be with us, and we’d like you two to still have a relationship,” Carter added.

  “I can’t do that. It’s just wrong,” Linda responded, her voice getting louder and sharper. Her face had started to turn red as soon as the men walked into the kitchen.

  “It’s unconventional, not wrong. As I said before, we’re adults in a consenting and loving relationship. If you change your mind about accepting us, Dad will know where to find me.” Hanna’s voice was firm, but not angry.

  Linda was breathing heavily as she turned and left, slamming the door behind her.

  “Are you all right?” Kent asked quietly.

  “Yeah,” Hanna sighed. “I was afraid at first that it was going to be a big yelling match again.”

  “It still had to hurt, even without the yelling.” Carter had put his arms around her and was cuddling her body against his.

  “Yeah, but I’m okay with it. I didn’t let her bully me, and I left the door open for her to return.” Hanna did feel okay, a little sad, but still okay.

  “You amaze me, princess. You are so strong, and I feel so privileged that you chose to stay with us.” Kent walked over and pulled her into his arms.

  “I’m ridiculously happy to be with you. And I’m glad Carter didn’t give up on us. He’s the hero here, you know.” Hanna hugged Kent back with all her strength.

  “I’ll be reminding you both of that over and over again,” Carter said as he released her and walked over to the coffee.

  “Don’t I know it,” Kent said wryly. “You realize, princess, he’ll be insufferable forever now. We may have to kill him and hide the body.”

  Hanna laughed. “We just got back together. Let’s not start plotting murder yet.”

  “Yeah, we have a wedding to get to, ya know,” Carter said. “Shake it, you two.”

  “I think I better feed you two first.” Hanna walked over to the fridge.

  “Nope, there’s brunch at the house. Tim’s family wanted to take care of that for everyone. All we have to do is get showered and dressed, then go help with the rest of the decorating.” Carter pulled Hanna to him as Kent poured coffee for him and Hanna.

  “I hate to say it, but you’re right. We better shake and get over to your place.” Hanna accepted her coffee from Kent. “But I need this first.”

  Chapter 32

  The wedding was lovely. It was everything Jen and Tim wanted—simple and pretty, small and intimate, and a heck of a lot of fun.

  Hanna was happy that she had been able to help in her small way. The flowers around the backyard were beautiful. All the planters had grown and filled in, providing lush color around the deck, patio, and tent. She also enjoyed helping her men with the grilling. They were able to meet everyone who attended as they came forward to claim a steak or chicken breast from the barbeque. Jen had provided silly matching aprons for the three of them.

  Hanna was a little surprised that all of the guests seemed accepting of them. It was obvious the three of them were together. Kent and Carter held and kissed her frequently. Hanna didn’t catch anyone looking at her funny or whispering. If anything she thought she was getting looks of envy from some of the women present. There were even several people who congratulated them on getting together.

  It was another late night with the music and dancing from the wedding, and an early morning to get the backyard cleaned up. They were finally free of all evidence of the wedding, save the patio plants, late in the afternoon.

  As they watched Cliff and Mary head down the laneway, Carter sighed. “I am ready for a soak in the tub,” he announced.

  “That sounds like heaven,” Hanna agreed. “I’d race you to the tub, but I’m too sore and tired.”

  Kent laughed and swung her over his shoulder as he headed to the patio. Hanna shrieked and yelled at him to put her down, but he just kept laughing. “You’re ours, princess. And I’ll carry you if I want.”

  They lazed in the tub for a while, enjoying the hot water, jets, and the fact that they were finally alone. Eventually, Kent broke the silence. “So, have you thought any more about moving in with us, princess?”

  “Yes,” answered Hanna.

  Kent frowned at her. “You’re being obtuse. Is that yes, you’ve thought about it, or yes, you’re moving in?”

  Hanna smiled. “Yes, I’m moving in. If you still want me.”

  Kent sighed. “I don’t know,” he drawled.

  Carter splashed him. “Shut up, Kent. Or I’ll have to be the hero again.”

  “Stop,” Hanna said, laughing and splashing both of them. “You realize, though, that I’ll be bringing Tink into your manly house, and that we’ll be making a large vegetable garden out the back for next summer.”

  “We’re just waiting for you to tell us where to dig,” Carter said, kissing her forehead. “And we’ve already bought Tink a ‘welcome to your new home’ litter box and scratching post.”

  “You have not!” Hanna exclaimed.

  “Actually, we did,” said Carter smugly. “It was Kent
’s idea.”

  “You are too sweet.” Hanna gave Kent a thank-you kiss that turned into a carnal, toe-curling lip-lock.

  “Give me some of that,” Carter said as he pulled Hanna to him. She kissed him for all she was worth. “Let’s move this out of the tub, shall we?”

  They exited the tub, drying off as they headed to the bedroom.

  They collapsed on the bed together, a tangle of bodies and limbs. Hanna was both at peace and aroused. It felt so right to be with her men, and she felt good about her decision to move in with them. She would miss her little home and beautiful garden, but it was worth it to be with Kent and Carter.

  “I want both of you, together,” she asked them.

  Both men moaned. “Are you sure, princess?” asked Kent.

  “Yes, and we don’t need condoms anymore.” Hanna was already breathless from their caresses. They were so attuned to her body they could have her dripping wet in minutes.

  “What?” Carter sounded more than a little surprised.

  “Before the mess with my mom, I went to the doctor for birth control and to get tested. I’m clean, and the birth control has kicked in now, so we should be good. You already told me you two were clean,” Hanna explained.

  “Oh, Hanna, you are a wonderful, wonderful woman,” Carter murmured while licking her ear. “I can’t wait to take your ass.”

  “Then don’t wait.” Hanna’s voice was husky with need.

  Carter pinned her to the bed, his torso across hers. He kissed her as Kent palmed her thighs apart and started to play with her pussy. Hanna didn’t fight the myriad of sensations coursing through her body.

  She could feel Carter trail kisses down her jaw and neck, the little bit of stubble from the day rough against her skin. She could smell the chlorine from the tub on his skin. It reminded her of the day she had sucked their cocks for the first time. Carter’s lips trailed further down between her breasts, and then he was tonguing first one nipple, then the other. She cradled his head in her hands, his hair soft in her fingers.