Monroe, Marla - Their Border Lands Gift [Men of the Border Lands 5] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Marla Monroe

  He continued to pant, trying to catch his breath. He couldn’t ever remember coming that hard before. She’d squeezed it out of him. Bruce would go wild with her around his dick. He wanted to watch, but first, he had to relearn how to breathe. He collapsed on the bed again.

  * * * *

  Bruce doubted anyone could make him lose control as Marcus had just done. The man was strong, but not like he was. He kissed and licked the sweat from Kate’s bare tummy. It quivered beneath his mouth.

  “Turn over, Kate.”

  “Over? Why?” She looked at him with a question in her eyes.

  “I want to fuck you like that. Turn over.” He helped her rotate to her belly.

  She rose up on all fours and looked over her shoulder at him. He could have sworn he saw a challenge there. Maybe it was just his imagination. He smoothed his hands over the silken globes of her ass. They were a pale pink. He would love to see them cherry red and warm to his touch. Maybe another time.

  He spread her wide and entered her slickened pussy with his steel-hard cock. He was a bit longer than Marcus, whereas Marcus was thicker in girth. Bruce tunneled deep into her cunt and stopped just short of her cervix. He wanted her needy and begging for more before he bumped her there. She liked it, and it would probably send her over for him to do it if he played his cards right.

  He moved slow and steady until she was complaining in frustration.

  “Faster, Bruce. Go faster.” She tried to take over the rhythm by thrusting back against him.

  He chuckled and thrust forward against her. She moaned and hissed out a yes in reaction. Bruce wasn’t going to let her have her way so soon. He alternated between going slow and steady to faster and harder. Soon, she was thrusting back against him harder and faster as he tunneled his way through her thick pussy juices.

  When she squeezed around him the first time, it was like thrusting his cock through a tight fist. Fuck, she was hot! She was burning him alive. He concentrated on giving her pleasure. He wanted her to come harder than she ever had and to want more and more of them. He needed her to want them as much as they wanted her.

  She began to chant more, more over and over again. He took that as the sign that she was ready for him to let go and push her limits. He dragged his thumb through her juices, and as he shoved his dick inside of her, he pushed his thumb in her back hole. She almost went still, but he bumped hard against her cervix, causing her to scream out. She went wild around him as he fucked her with his cock and his thumb over and over. The more he touched her cervix, the more she thrashed her body against his.

  She clamped down on his dick like a vise.

  “Fuck! Your cunt is like a hot fist milking my cock, Kate.” He grabbed her hip with one hand and began pummeling her in an effort to drive her over the edge before he could no longer hold back his own climax.

  “That’s it, baby. Oh, fuck! More, Kate. More.” He wanted it all. He wanted all she could give.

  When she finally exploded around his cock, her quivering cunt milked at his dick in long, tight squeezes until he felt his balls draw even tighter, and he shot cum deep inside of her. His ass cheeks squeezed tight as he felt his toes curling. He couldn’t stop thrusting through her tight cunt, though. Not until she relaxed and whimpered at his assault. Then he stopped and licked a line up her back to her neck. He sought out the soft skin of her shoulder and bit down and sucked until he was sure he’d left a mark.

  Kate collapsed beneath him. He gently pulled out then nodded at Marcus while he headed for the bathroom. Marcus would cuddle with her while he cleaned up and prepared a warm, wet cloth to clean her up. She wouldn’t sleep well wet and sticky.

  When he returned, she was laying half on Marcus and half off, her head over his chest. Bruce smiled and began cleaning her up. She whimpered and protested, but Marcus soothed her and she calmed down.

  Once he had discarded the cloth, he climbed into bed beneath the covers to cuddle up against her back. She actually pushed her ass against his groin and left it there. Maybe she would adjust easier than he had worried about. He sure hoped so. Then she stiffened all over.

  “What’s wrong, Kate?” Marcus asked her.

  “He heard me, didn’t he?” She buried her face against Marcus’s chest.

  “Mike?” Bruce asked.

  “Yes,” she whispered.

  “He knows we’re going to take care of you, baby,” Bruce told her.

  “But I screamed.”

  “He’ll just know we took very good care of you,” Marcus teased her.

  Bruce wasn’t so sure it was a good idea to tease her. She didn’t appear to appreciate it.

  “I can’t believe I let you do that to me with him here.” She began to struggle to get away from them.

  “Easy, Kate. Slow down. We’re your husbands now. You’re our wife. Sex is natural between us. Don’t act like it’s not.” Bruce wrapped an arm around her waist.

  “I’m so embarrassed. My brother shouldn’t hear me do that. It’s not right.” There were tears in her voice.

  Bruce and Marcus looked at each other. Had they made a tactical error in judgment? Maybe having her scream out her orgasms hadn’t been a good idea with Mike downstairs. Lord knew if it were his sister, it would piss him off knowing someone was having sex with her. He didn’t think it mattered that Mike was two years younger than Kate.

  “Go to sleep, Kate. We’ll work it all out in the morning. You need rest and to sleep. Mike’s doing great and will be well before you know it.”

  “You didn’t even want another wife,” Kate whispered as she fell asleep.

  Bruce stiffened then relaxed. No, he hadn’t wanted another one. Marcus had, though, so they could make this work. Marcus would give her all the love and attention she needed, and he would help keep her safe and make sure she was satisfied in bed. He didn’t have to love her to help keep her happy. After several minutes of trying to force himself to relax, Bruce finally drifted off to sleep with the thought of losing Kate uppermost in his head.

  * * * *

  Kate woke early the next morning to find herself sandwiched between the two men. She was almost on top of Marcus, with Bruce curled around her back. She was toasty warm and rested, but immediately uneasy. How could she face Mike after the noises she had made last night? She would never be able to look him in the eyes again without blushing.

  “What is it, Kate?” Bruce kissed her shoulder and pulled back from her.

  She rolled off of Marcus, causing him to grunt and pull the covers tighter around him.

  “How am I supposed to face my brother again after last night?” She couldn’t hide the tears in her voice.

  “Baby, he knew when we walked up those stairs what was going to happen. He wouldn’t have let you go if he hadn’t approved. He did choose us as your husbands.”

  She swallowed and started to climb down the middle of the bed. Bruce grabbed her around the waist and pulled her back against him.

  “Where are you going, Katie girl?” He wrapped his legs around one of hers.

  She could feel his hardened cock against her ass cheeks. Surely he didn’t want sex now. When he reached between her legs and fingered her pussy, she realized he did. He expertly manipulated her pussy and clit until she was weeping between her legs for him. He entered her with two fingers and began to slowly fuck her in and out with them. Kate wanted to tell him no, but couldn’t. She wanted him now with a vengeance. All it had taken was for him to finger her clit and she was on the verge of coming.

  He rolled over on top of her and took her mouth with his. The kiss was wild, untamed, and titillating. He thrust his tongue into her mouth and twined it with hers before exploring her mouth with it. He teased and tempted until she was giving hers to him to suck and nip. The kiss seemed to go on forever. She might have missed his slipping inside of her if he hadn’t pulled back and cursed.

  “Fuck, you’re tight, baby. Your cunt feels like a hot, wet fist squeezing my dick.”

  After a coup
le of false starts, he pushed until he was all the way inside of her. God, it felt good to have him inside her like that. He filled her up and even touched a part of her she hadn’t realized needed touching. He almost managed it, but she needed more. More of what, she didn’t know.

  He thrust his cock deeper and deeper until he was bumping her cervix with each thrust. Her clit brushed against the hair of his groin with each pump of his dick inside her pussy. She felt the beginnings of something hot and heavy building in her clit from her spine. He stared down at her with his dark, brooding eyes.

  “Play with your tits for me, baby. I want to see you pinch those sweet berries for me.”

  “I–I can’t touch myself like that.” She was horrified.

  “You touch yourself when you’re alone, don’t you?”

  “But not when someone is watching,” she whispered.

  He had stopped fucking her now and was watching her.

  “Touch yourself, Kate. I need to see you pleasure yourself.”

  “But…” She couldn’t think as he flexed inside of her.

  “Do it, baby. You can do it. I know you can.” He took one of her hands and placed it over her breast.

  She shuddered, but raised her other hand to the opposite breast. Then she squeezed them softly at first. She slowly began to pull on the nipples. She had her eyes squeezed shut as she pretended no one was there but her.

  Bruce shattered that pretense, though, when he pulled out and shoved his cock all the way inside of her, bumping her cervix with enough force to draw a gasp from her. She squeezed her nipples tighter and pulled on them. Her eyes flew open when he nipped at her chin.

  “Watch us, baby. Watch as my cock buries itself inside your hot cunt. God, I love seeing that. I want to feel you squeeze me tight when you come, baby. Make yourself come for me.”

  Kate opened her mouth to deny that she could, but already, the combination of her fingers at her breasts and his cock pumping into her pussy was bringing her to the edge. Electricity shot from her nipples to her clit and back again. Heat burned inside of her. When he reached down and pinched her clit, she buried her hand in her mouth to keep from screaming. He tunneled in and out of her wet pussy then covered her and pulled her hand from her mouth.

  “Bite me, Kate. Sink those little teeth into me.”

  Kate latched on to his shoulder and bit. He growled but didn’t stop her. She sucked instead of screamed now as her climax slowly wound down. He didn’t pull away from her, but instead, he let her let go on her own.

  “Mike never heard a thing, Kate. You don’t have to worry about it again. We’ll help you keep quiet.”

  Kate looked at his shoulder and felt equal parts pleasure and shame warring inside of her. The fact that she had marked him as he had marked her gave her a certain amount of pride. The fact that he had let her do it told her that he at least cared about how she felt. It also told her that he had no intentions of not having sex to appease her sense of propriety with her brother downstairs.

  She swallowed hard around the knot blocking her throat and quietly crawled from the bed. She quickly closed herself in the bathroom and got ready for the day. How was she going to reconcile her heart and her mind to live with these two men? She knew they hadn’t wanted another wife, much less her. Mike had forced her on them and expected them to be fine with it. How could he have done this to all three of them?

  A knock at the door stilled her hand as she ran the brush through her hair.

  “Kate? Can I come in?” Marcus’s voice reached her from the other side of the door.

  “Come in, Marcus.”

  “You okay, baby?”

  “Yeah, just dandy.” She sighed and turned to leave.

  Marcus pulled her into his arms and kissed her before he let her go. He looked into her eyes and smiled down at her.

  “Dress warm, baby. I’m going to show you the animals this morning before we have to go see about the cattle.”

  “Okay.” She smiled back. She would let him show her and pretend that everything was normal when in fact, there was nothing normal about anything in the world anymore.

  Chapter Eleven

  Kate finished cleaning up the breakfast dishes as the men discussed what their plans were for the day. Mike was dozing again after having eaten a fairly good plateful. His color was better, and he didn’t act as if he’d heard a thing the night before. Either he had been sound asleep or he was a great actor. Kate figured he had been asleep. He had never been able to lie very well.

  “You about ready, Kate?” Marcus asked.

  “Yes, I just need to get my coat and gloves on.” She pulled on her coat and searched in her pocket for gloves.

  “Where are you taking her?” Bruce asked.

  “I thought I would introduce her to the animals while I get the milk and the eggs this morning.” Marcus wound a scarf he’d gotten from somewhere around her neck.

  “You do exactly like Marcus tells you. There are dangerous wolves out there. Don’t leave his sight for any reason at all.” Bruce was holding her upper arms in his hands.

  “I’ll be careful, Bruce.” She tugged at her arms.

  He seemed to realize he was holding her and released her after rubbing his hands up and down her arms. Then he donned his own coat and walked out the kitchen door.

  “He’s worried about you, baby. Just stay with me and everything will be fine.”

  Marcus took one of her gloved hands and led her through the kitchen doorway and out into the swirling snow. He grabbed a shovel and shoveled a path for them after handing her the egg basket and milk pail. When they reached the chicken coop, he had her stand back while he opened the door. Nothing happened. He grinned and nodded for her to follow him inside.

  The hens were all clucking and sitting on their nests. When Marcus slipped his hands beneath them and pulled out their eggs, they squawked but didn’t put up a fight.

  “Your turn.”

  Kate tried to mimic his method but got pecked for her effort. She managed to grab one egg out of three tries.

  “What am I doing wrong?” she said after a particularly vicious attack by one hen.

  “One thing is you have to be confident. The other thing is don’t ruffle their feathers when you pull out the egg.” He grinned. “It takes time. In the summertime, I still end up with peck marks on my hands and wrists.”

  “Well, don’t expect me to get the hang of it too quickly. I don’t like to be pecked with gloves on, much less without.”

  Marcus laughed and finished gathering the eggs. Again he had Kate wait behind him while he opened the coop door and stepped out. When nothing happened, he held out his hand for her to follow him. This time, he led her to what looked like a barn. Inside, it was a little warmer than outside since there was no wind and there were several animals in the barn to keep the heat up some.

  “Why were you so careful around the chicken coop?” she asked.

  “A woman was attacked last year while she was gathering eggs. Wolves love chickens, so we have to be careful around them to be sure they aren’t waiting around.”

  “Oh.” She shivered at the thought of wolves waiting for her to come out and get eggs.

  “Okay, here is Sunshine.” He indicated at large cow chewing on some hay.

  “Hi, Sunshine.” She shrugged. “Does she know her name?”

  “Yeah, but she doesn’t know you yet, so she’s ignoring you. Right, girl?”

  The cow turned her head and swished her tail.

  “Now watch what I do.” He placed the pail beneath the cow’s udder and using two fingers from each hand began pulling on the cow’s teats. Milk began to spray into the bucket. “It’s all in how you squeeze, and the rhythm. Now you try.” He started to get up.

  “Oh no. Not this time. I’ll try next time. I want to watch you and let Elsie here…”

  “Sunshine.”

  “Sunshine get used to me.” She walked over to where the cow was chomping on hay and reached out and patted
the cow’s head. The heifer just chewed and ignored her.

  Kate walked back to where Marcus was steadily filling the bucket and watched how his hands worked. They were strong hands, but they were so gentle on the cow. They had been gentle with her the night before. She drew in a deep breath and tried to put the night before out of her mind. It wasn’t easy after Bruce had taken her that morning. Still, she had so much more to think about other than sex. It might be a big part of their lives, but it wasn’t the most important part. At least it shouldn’t be.

  “What are you thinking so hard about there, Katie girl?”

  “Nothing really. Just wondering what it’s going to be like this winter. I’ve never lived anywhere that got so much snow. You’ve been here for what, six years now? Tell me about what you do in the winter.” Kate couldn’t imagine staying inside the entire time.

  “Winters are hard here, Kate. It snows in feet here, not in inches. We have to keep the path to the chickens and the barn shoveled. We also have to keep the one out to the fence line so we can keep hay thrown over the fence for the cattle to eat.” He continued milking the cow in the strangely hypnotic rhythm.

  “Staying warm is the hardest thing during that time. You’ll help by keeping wood in the fireplace for us so that we can warm up between trips outside.”

  “I can do that. I’ve kept a fireplace before. We had one at home. Too bad you don’t have gas logs, though. That would mean less work for you chopping wood.”

  “Bruce has been talking about maybe running a pipe and putting a gas stove in. We don’t want to mess up the fireplace in case we ever have to do without gas. Right now we trade a cow a year for the use of the gas, but that could change.”

  “I can’t imagine how we would survive without gas. How would we cook?”

  “We’d manage, Kate. Don’t worry about it right now. We have gas for the stove, so you don’t need to worry about it.” Marcus stood up and picked up the bucket of milk.

  “Think you can do it tomorrow?” he asked.

  “You’re kidding, right? I don’t think I can ever do it.” She frowned. “Am I really supposed to be able to do it after one day?”