Repercussions (Siren Publishing Menage Amour)

by Rainey Daye

  Before long, Maggie was shattering in their arms. Jess speared his tongue deep inside her and let the rush of moisture thoroughly coat his tongue as he greedily lapped up her sweet juices. When he finally pulled back, he gently shrugged her leg off his shoulder and hooked his fingers in her panties, drawing them down her wondrous legs. He supported her as he lifted first one foot then the other, freeing her of that last barrier between them. Carelessly tossing her soaked panties over his shoulder, he rose to his full six-foot-one height and surveyed her with heavy-lidded eyes as he slowly drew down his zipper and pushed down his jeans.

  Delighting in the way Maggie’s eyes looked glazed and dazed but still managing to follow his movements, Jess stepped back and objectively observed Alex fondling her breasts as he ground his still-fully-clothed body against her. He allowed his gaze to slowly travel up and down her body, visually mapping her contours, all those wonderful peaks and valleys that he longed to leisurely explore.

  Decided on where he would begin, he directed Alex to cup her breasts. Alex immediately complied, and Jess leaned forward, once again claiming them with his mouth while he tweaked her other nipple between his thumb and forefinger. Hearing Maggie’s sigh of pleasure, he flicked it several times before he closed his eyes and suckled her strongly. He felt her fingers spearing through his hair. He knocked Alex’s hands away and re-angled his mouth so that he could lick the underside of her breasts, a maneuver that never failed to drive Maggie mindless. He then kissed his way down her belly and back up her side, where he claimed the other breast with his mouth, repeating the process, and grinned as Maggie started panting harshly.

  Yes, this was the way it should be, a long, slow, loving homage to her glorious body.

  * * * *

  While Jess was paying homage to Maggie’s breasts with his hands and mouth, Alex stepped back and watched from the shadows. It was so erotic to watch Maggie being made love to. It fired up his libido to new heights, and he quickly stripped off his own clothes, pulling several condoms out of his back pocket and tossing them onto the blanket that Jess and Maggie were currently standing on. He noted that Jess still had his underwear on, his erection making a tent of the material, and grinned. So much the better. By the time Jess stripped them off, Alex would already be inside her. In fact…

  Alex leaned down to retrieve one of the condoms. He placed the foil package in his teeth and ripped it open before he quickly unrolled it over his own raging erection. He then moved to stand behind Maggie again and pressed his hips against the sweet globes of her ass. He ground against her and was rewarded with her legs automatically parting for him. Bending his knees, he reached around her and used his fingers to separate her folds while he gripped his cock in his other hand and guided it to the gates of paradise. He worked the head inside her channel, and then he gripped her hips firmly before he flexed and entered her in one smooth thrust.

  Maggie rocked up on her toes and cried out. Alex reached up with one hand and captured her chin in it, turning her head sideways so he could claim her mouth with his own. Her tongue eagerly met his, and he wrapped his other hand around her waist, pulling her tightly against him as he slowly flexed his hips.

  When Jess left her breasts, Alex moved his hand up her belly and laid his arm crosswise against her body, squeezing her breast in his hand while his other hand dipped down to her groin and he tangled his fingers in her well-groomed mound. Moments later he felt a new sensation, and he broke from their kiss, resting his chin on her shoulder and peering down her front. Jess was now on his knees before Maggie, completely naked, and had his head pressed between her legs, licking her labia and lapping up her dripping moisture while Alex rocked inside her, Jess’s tongue also stroking against Alex’s cock on every withdrawal.

  Alex closed his eyes at the dual sensations and forced himself to concentrate. He and Jess had agreed. Tonight was about Maggie, or rather, their desire for her. They would be going for the next five days without being able to indulge their baser need for her, so tonight was theirs to totally sate themselves on her.

  He found himself carefully lowering himself to his knees, drawing Maggie with him, watching as Jess repositioned himself to compensate. Once they were down, Alex slowly pushed her torso away from him until Maggie was on her hands and knees. He then slowly straightened behind her, transferring his hands back to her hips, and watched as Jess flipped over onto his back and scooted more fully beneath her. He licked his lips as he saw Maggie grasp Jess’s bobbing cock in one hand and draw it to her mouth. He languidly rocked himself inside her, letting them adjust themselves in their sixty-nine. He flicked her hair off her back and leaned over to lick her spine before he tightened his grip and began thrusting more forcefully inside her.

  Alex had the satisfaction of Maggie tearing herself away from Jess’s cock and throwing her head back with a wild cry as his thrusts became harder and deeper. He saw Jess’s arms creep up and wrap around her midsection, pulling her down tighter to his eager mouth and following her up when she rose into Alex’s thrusts. Soon Maggie placed her hands flat on the floor and thrust her torso upright, her back slapping flush to Alex’s chest, and her arm coming up and encircling his neck, her head whipping back and forth against him, her other arm apparently touching Jess who was still buried on his back between her legs.

  Alex began pistoning inside her, his scrotum slapping forcefully against the back of her thighs, one hand pressed firmly against her groin, holding her tightly against him. Maggie broke before he did and would have collapsed in a boneless heap if he hadn’t shackled one arm around her at the last moment. He never varied his frantic pace and managed to push her over the edge again before he felt his muscles begin to lock with the beginnings of his own climax.

  He threw his head back and roared to the ceiling, his neck cording from the force of it. He then collapsed heavily against her, and they toppled to the side, Jess barely scooting out of the way in time to avoid major injury from their inglorious collapse.

  His breathing like a bellows, Alex held Maggie locked securely in his arms while his cock spasmed inside her in its death throes. He heard Maggie groan in disappointment when his cock finally went flaccid and he began to slide out of her slick channel. He marshaled just enough energy to press a conciliatory kiss to her shoulder before Jess’s fingers replaced it, and Alex dutifully rolled over onto his back and then forced himself to move aside as Jess rolled Maggie onto her back and took over.

  Alex stared at the ceiling for a long time, regaining his breath while he listened to the sounds of Jess making love to Maggie. The night had just begun, and he intended to be inside her many more times before morning. This was the time for him to recuperate before he returned to overdose on the drug that was Maggie.

  Chapter 14

  They had made love in front of the fire for hours before the three of them had somehow made it up the stairs and into the master bedroom where the men had gently lowered her onto the middle of their king-size bed and continued to worship her body. She fell asleep a couple of times while they were making love to her, and she woke up to find them making love to her again. Finally, as diffuse sunlight had filtered through the window blinds, the three of them began to stir for the day. But rather than making love again, the three of them contented themselves to sweet kisses and gentle touches before rising from the depths of their bed.

  Maggie winced as she stood up, and instantly she was scooped up into a pair of arms while a broad back disappeared into the master bathroom to fill up the tub with hot water. As Alex carried her into the bathroom against her protests, she saw Jess emptying a box of Epsom salts into the already steaming bath water. He stepped back as Alex gently lowered her into it, and she stopped her protests in favor of sighing in bliss. She allowed her head to fall back against the cool porcelain rim and sighed in relief.

  She opened her eyes as she heard the water shut off, and she looked up to see Jess smiling at her. “Guess we got carried away last night, huh?” he asked with his boyis
h grin.

  Maggie grinned back. Jess’s smiles were infectious. “It was worth it,” she told him.

  His smile widened, and he leaned over and kissed her softly on the lips but straightened up before Maggie could raise her arms and deepen the kiss. He waggled his finger at her in reproach as he took in her disappointed expression. “Behave yourself, Mags,” he told her. “We are officially cutting you off until Sunday afternoon.”

  Maggie stuck her tongue out at him and jutted her chin, causing Jess to burst into laughter. Alex walked into the bathroom carrying the sheets from the bed bundled up in his arms and gave them an inquiring look as he dumped them into the laundry hamper.

  “What are you two up to?” he asked.

  “Nothing,” Jess said with a smirk. “That’s what her problem is.”

  Maggie glared at him, and he laughed again while Alex’s lips twitched. He came over and leaned over her, brushing a kiss against her forehead. “You wore us out, sweetheart. Have mercy.”

  Maggie simply snorted and sank lower into the water, but she felt her lips twitch, too, and knew that the ever-observant Alex had seen. Not caring, she allowed herself to sink into the soothing water and watched with hooded eyes as first Alex and then Jess took quick showers, shaved, and brushed their teeth. By the time they were done, both with towels wrapped around their lean hips, Maggie thought that she just might be able to stand on her own two legs again and attempted to rise from the tub.

  Instantly, both men were at her side, Jess to steady her and help her out, and Alex to wrap a towel around her and dry her off. And against her protests, they hustled her into the bedroom, where Alex tossed a dry towel onto the unmade bed and pushed her down on it on her stomach. Both men then sat on either side of her and massaged her legs, a clinical, no-nonsense massage designed to work out the kinks without arousing her.

  Their ministrations were successful, and Maggie left them to get dressed and make the bed while she went to her own room and climbed into the shower to wash up. She elected not to shave her legs, deciding that she wouldn’t for the next five days, figuring she wouldn’t feel tempted to give into her lust for her lovers if her legs felt rough and scratchy.

  As she headed downstairs, the delicious aroma of coffee and frying bacon wafted toward her appreciative nose, and her mouth began to water. At the bottom of the stairs, she heard a noise coming from the living room, and she walked over to the archway and peered in to see Jess picking up the blanket and pillows from the floor. She offered to help, and he smiled and waved her off, telling her to go get some caffeine in her system.

  Not having to be told twice, she hurried into the kitchen where Alex met her with a cup of joe and a piece of bacon to tide her over. Jess came in and dropped a small paper bag into the trashcan, and she blushed as she realized that in all likelihood it contained a number of used condoms that had been discarded in the living room last night.

  Making a mental note to take out the trash before they went to pick up her parents, Maggie grabbed a glass from the cabinet and poured herself a glass of juice before she took it and her coffee and placed it in her customary center position at the kitchen table in the morning nook. She then went to make herself useful in getting ready for what would surely be a very large breakfast based on how many calories the three of them had worked off last night.

  Five hours later, all signs of their unconventional relationship had been eradicated and the three of them were in Jesse’s car, heading for the airport to pick up her parents.

  * * * *

  Lois Conner sat in the middle of the backseat, chattering away at a mile a minute, so excited to see her little girl again, while her husband sat in front with Jess. Alex was seated behind him, leaning forward and contributing to their conversation, leaving Maggie to contend with her mom, not able to get a word in edgewise and not even bothering to try. At least until something Lois had just said startled her into interrupting.

  “What about Troy?” Maggie asked, her heart in her throat, barely noticing that her roommates grew quiet at her question.

  “I said that when we go shopping on Friday, I have to remember to pick him up something special for being such a nice boy and driving your father and me to the airport earlier today.”

  “Troy’s home?”

  “Of course, silly. He got in on Sunday to spend the week with his folks.”

  “Oh,” was Maggie’s lame response, and she lapsed into pensive silence for the rest of the ride.

  Both Bill and Lois Conner were suitably impressed when Jess pulled into their drive and they got their first view of the house their daughter lived in. Deciding to give them the full effect, Jess parked in the driveway so they could enter through the front door, rather than the garage. Maggie led the way while the two men retrieved the luggage from the trunk and hauled it up to the guestroom while Maggie showed them around the downstairs.

  They came back down and asked the Conners if they wanted to unpack and freshen up a bit from their long plane ride before seeing the rest of the house, and by the dazed look in their eyes, Maggie correctly surmised that they were a bit overwhelmed.

  Maggie led them upstairs and showed them to their room. “My room is that one over there,” she continued, jerking her thumb over her shoulder, “and the guys’ room is over there,” she continued, indicating the door at the end of the hall at the back of the house. “The bathroom is right next to your room and is all yours. Take your time. Take a nap, if you want. We’ll be downstairs doing homework.”

  “You have homework over the holidays?” her mom asked, outraged.

  “Well, yeah, all the professors assigned additional reading since we’re off for a week.”

  “But it’s a holiday!” her mom protested.

  “Yeah, well, this is nothing. You should see what we get assigned over winter break. Usually term papers.”

  “But, but…” her mother sputtered.

  Maggie grinned. “It’s college, Mom. It won’t last forever, and if I want to keep my GPA up, I have to keep my nose in the books.”

  “It just doesn’t seem fair,” Lois griped sullenly.

  “It’s college. It’s not supposed to be fair.” Maggie laughed as she kissed her mom on the cheek before leaving them alone in their room.

  When she got downstairs, she paused as she saw Jess and Alex with their heads together again, jumping apart with a start when they registered her presence. She felt a lump gather in her stomach as she was reminded once again of their secretiveness but forced a smile on her face, not wanting to get into a relationship discussion while her parents were staying under the same roof.

  A couple hours later when her parents came downstairs, Maggie was curled up on one end of the couch, the cashmere throw over her lap while she carefully read one of her psych books. Alex was on the floor, his book spread open on the coffee table while he highlighted passages and took notes.

  “Where’s Jess?” her dad asked as they joined them.

  Maggie looked up with a smile for her folks and nodded toward the archway. “He’s in the dining room. He likes to spread out when he’s doing homework.” She put her book down and stood up, offering the throw to Alex, who took it gratefully and wrapped it over his shoulders before hunching over his book again.

  “Come on,” Maggie told her parents. “We’ll finish the tour.”

  “We don’t want to interrupt your studies, honey,” her dad said.

  “Not a problem. Most of my reading is done. I was just double-checking a few things. Come on. We’ll start with the basement so the guys can study in peace,” Maggie said.

  Alex looked up then and said, “Dinner should be ready in about an hour.”

  “Oh, don’t tell me you went to the trouble of cooking?” Lois exclaimed.

  “No trouble, Mrs. Conner. We have to eat, too. That’s another reason Jess studies in the dining room, so he can monitor dinner.” Alex grinned at them before bending over his book once again.

  Maggie led her parents
out of the room and to the doorway built into the stairwell. She opened the door, flipped on the light switch, and led them down to the finished basement, which contained a media center with a bar under the stairs and a pool table in the far corner with an old-fashioned jukebox and their three ratty-yet-comfortable armchairs, which were grouped together before a large-screen TV, which took up most of the wall opposite the bar and was decked out with a stereo, compact disc player, VCR, and DVD player and was surrounded by a multitude of tapes on shelves built into the wall. Through a door at the far end of the room, at the back of the house, was the personal gym with a full complement of workout machines, courtesy of Alex’s dad.

  Her parents looked over the entire basement carefully, her mom lingering on the VHS tapes. “Uh, honey? Why do you have Disney tapes here?”

  Maggie laughed. “The house came fully furnished when Alex inherited it. Aunt Ida and Uncle Owen raised five kids, remember? Hence the Disney tapes. We’ve added our own tapes to the collection, but most of it was already here.”

  “Do you ever watch them?” her mom asked, curious.

  “Oh, yeah. Didn’t I tell you? We make sure we have a movie night once a week. Get together, eat pizza, take turns choosing what movie we’re going to watch, that sort of thing. Last term movie night was on Thursday. This term it’s on Tuesdays.”

  “That’s today,” her dad pointed out.

  “Yeah, so?”

  “You’re going to skip movie night tonight, aren’t you?”