An Angel for Them [Riverbend, Texas Heat 5] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Marla Monroe

  “Ah, hell, Travis. Look at how pretty this pussy is.”

  Travis stood behind his brother and smiled down at her. “It’s the prettiest one I’ve ever seen. How does she taste, brother?”

  Randy leaned in and lapped at her pussy juices. “Better than the finest wine. I could make a meal off of her and never be satisfied that I’ve had enough.”

  Randy returned to devouring her juices as Travis climbed on the bed and buried his face between her breasts. He licked one nipple while rubbing the other one between his finger and thumb. After a while, he switched sides, as if to make sure they received equal treatment. He licked and sucked each of them then moved higher to capture her mouth with his. The more she moaned, the deeper he took the kiss until she felt as if he was eating her alive.

  Pleasure built deep inside her cunt as both men filled her with their love. As Randy slowly built the pressure to come with his mouth and fingers, Travis increased the sensations by pinching and pulling on her nipples. Soon she was writhing between them. When Randy pulled her clit between his teeth and stroked some special spot deep inside of her with his finger, Travis pinched her nipples and demanded that she come.

  “Let us have it, Angel. We want to hear you scream for us.”

  She did. She couldn’t have stopped it if she’d tried. Wave after wave of delicious sensation poured over her and inside of her until she thought she would pass out from the intensity of it. When she finally came back to herself and could speak around the panting, she grabbed a handful of their hair in each hand.

  “That was amazing. Oh, my God, I’ve never come like that before.”

  “We’re going to top that, honey,” Randy said as he slowly climbed up her body.

  He rolled over, pulling her with him. She found herself straddling his waist, the hard thickness of his cock pressed tightly against her clit. She couldn’t stop the shiver of awareness that poured over her at the feel of his thick cock. When had he pulled off his jeans?

  “Put me inside of you, honey. I want to feel your hot cunt squeezing me.”

  Angela lifted up and grasped Randy’s thick dick and slowly lowered herself onto him. He filled her in a way no one had ever filled her before. His massive shaft touched places that had never been touched before. Randy’s hissed-out breath told her that he was feeling the tightness just like she was.

  “Aw, hell. You’re killing me, Angela. Go easy, baby. You’re so damn tight. I don’t want to hurt you.”

  She couldn’t stand it any longer. She needed to feel all of him inside of her. She pulled up then slammed back down on him all the way.

  Chapter Fourteen

  Her hissed-out yes could barely be heard over Randy’s roar. He grasped her hips and held her still as he panted below her.

  “Are you all right?” Travis asked from behind her.

  “Mmm. Better than all right. Move, Randy. Fuck me. I need you to fuck me hard.”

  “Shh, honey. I will in a minute.” Randy wrapped his arms around her and pulled her down to his chest.

  Travis stared in wonder at her ass. It was so pretty and round. He ran his hand from the curve of her ass up the middle of her spine and back down again. She was beautiful. He could hardly believe she was all theirs.

  “Angel, have you ever had anyone in this tight ass before?”

  “Hmm?”

  “Has anyone ever taken you in your ass before?” he asked again.

  “Um, no. I’ve played around some, but I’ve never had anal sex.” She looked over her shoulder at him.

  He didn’t see disgust or abject fear in her eyes, only mild curiosity and caution. He relaxed and kissed her hip.

  “Will you trust me to take you there? I’ll make sure you’re ready first, Angel.”

  She smiled. “Okay. I trust you.”

  “Just lie there on Randy and let me prepare you.”

  He stepped away and grabbed the lube out of the drawer in the bedside table. When he stepped back, it was to find his brother whispering to her while he held her ass cheeks apart for him. He and Randy exchanged glances. He knew his brother was warning him to be careful of her. Travis would never hurt her if he could possibly prevent it.

  After drizzling the lube around her puckered back hole, he inserted the tip of one finger and slowly pushed it in and out a little at a time.

  “That’s it, honey. Relax and let Travis get you ready so we can both be inside of you at the same time.” Randy’s voice held just a hint of waver in it. No doubt he was hanging on to his arousal by a thread.

  Travis pressed deeper with his lubed finger and slowly breached her anus. Over and over he pushed in and out until he had no trouble with one finger. He pulled out and added more lube before pressing two fingers together to widen her some.

  “Push out, Angela. Relax and press against me. That’s it.” His fingers slowly sank into her back hole until he was all the way in to the webbing at his hand.

  Again and again, he pumped them in and out of her, spreading them to widen her dark passage. By the time she was taking three fingers, he knew she was ready. He nodded at his brother who once again whispered naughty words as he added still more lube to her ass before slipping on a condom and adding lube to it as well.

  Travis pressed against the tiny dark rosette with the head of his penis and slowly inched his way inside of her. The pressure around his dick soon had him cursing as he struggled to remain in control and resist the need to plunge deep.

  “Easy, honey. Push out and relax. Let him in, Angela. He’s going to love you so good. We both are,” Randy said.

  Travis slowly pressed past the tight, resistant rings until his cockhead popped through. Then the rest of him sank deep inside of her until he was balls-deep in her ass. He’d never felt anything like the tight heat that enveloped him.

  “Are you okay, Angela?” he asked through gritted teeth.

  “Oh, God. You’re inside of me.” Her voice sounded strained.

  “Am I hurting you, Angela? Tell me, honey. I don’t want to hurt you.” Worry tightened his stomach.

  “No. I’ll be okay if you move. I can’t stand it. You’ve got to move, Travis. Randy. It’s too much.”

  Travis sighed in relief and slowly pulled out. Then he pressed back inside of her as his brother pulled out. There was no way he would ever last long enough as tight as she was. He gritted his teeth and concentrated on holding back the explosion he knew was just around the corner. This was pure pleasure and perfect harmony to be inside his woman at the same time as his brother. They were truly bound together even more so than a simple wedding ceremony could ever hope to accomplish.

  “Please! Faster!” Angela yelled.

  He growled but increased the pace, knowing it meant he wouldn’t be able to hold off his orgasm for long. He reached between them and located Angela’s clit. As they pounded into her with their cocks, he rubbed at her clit with a finger to bring her along with them. He wanted to be sure she was taken care of before they lost their ability to hold off.

  When she climaxed between them, she dragged them along with her as she squeezed them inside her body like thousands of tiny vises tightening along their shafts. Travis felt as if his balls turned inside out as hard as he came. His brother’s shout of release sounded just as tortured as his had been. He fought to keep from collapsing on top of them, but his legs wouldn’t hold him up any longer. He took them to the bed on their sides. All he could hear over the roaring in his ears was the sound of his heartbeat.

  After several long seconds, Travis slowly withdrew from Angela and staggered to the bathroom to dispose of the condom and get a wet cloth to clean up their woman. He carefully wiped her clean then helped Randy move her off of him before he crawled back into the bed and pulled the covers over them.

  This was what they had longed for all these years. Not just a woman or someone to sleep with, but a home filled with love and excitement. Angela was their angel in disguise. Had he known when he’d stopped to check out the moving bag
on the side of the road that day that he would be meeting his destiny, he would have gotten there faster to keep her from waiting so long in the rain for him. She completed them in a way nothing else ever could. He kissed her cheek and rested his hand on her belly as he slowly drifted off to sleep.

  * * * *

  Angela smiled as the men on either side of her began to snore. The sound of their soft breathing reassured her that they were there with her and not a figment of her imagination or one of her lustful dreams. If someone had told her that she would find true love on the side of a road, she would have laughed at them.

  Instead, she’d found two men who filled her with such love and joy that she couldn’t settle down to sleep. All she could do was bask in the wonder of belonging to them. They loved her. It slowly sank in as she cuddled between them. That a redneck girl from a little town in Mississippi could find true love with men like these was a miracle to her.

  Travis was always calling her their angel. Maybe it was really them who were hers. They had saved her from the possibility of so many things with their kindness. She would treasure them and the gift of their hearts forever. If it took a lifetime, she would make sure they never doubted her love.

  She slowly let the knowledge that they loved her and truly wanted her with them for the rest of their lives sink into her heart. Even now, with their ring on her finger and having heard them tell her they loved her, doubts threatened to snatch her happiness away. How could she ever hope to live up to their standards? They were successful ranchers who knew how to hold their own in any situation. She didn’t know how to be anything more than who she was. She had no social skills other than what she’d learned along the way of growing up.

  The longer she lay there worrying, the more nervous she became. The thought of disappointing her men upset her to the point that she thought she would start crying at any minute. She didn’t want them to know how anxious she was about becoming their wife.

  Careful not to awaken them, Angela slipped from the bed. She eased out of the room and down the stairs where she hurried to the kitchen. Tears threatened to escape as she poured herself a glass of water and sat at the bar to try and regain control of her riotous thoughts. Maybe she could spend all of her time in the office and kitchen and avoid meeting too many of their friends.

  Almost as soon as that thought came, she dismissed it. They would never allow that. They would expect her at their sides. She’d done okay at the cookout, hadn’t she? Maybe she was worrying for no reason. Maybe she didn’t need special social skills. The beat of her heart slowly settled until she felt as if she could breathe normally again. After a few more sips of her water, she decided to check on the kitten. The poor thing was just a baby and not used to being all alone for long periods of time.

  Angela eased open the laundry room door and smiled to see the little ball of fur curled up in her sleep shirt in his box. It seemed that Harley D acclimated to strange places much easier than she did. She relaxed and softly closed the door. She needed to go back to bed, too. The guys would soon miss her if she didn’t. When she turned around, it was to find both men standing in the doorway with their arms crossed.

  “Oh. You startled me.”

  “What are you doing up, Angel?” Travis asked.

  “Looks like she was checking on the little rat.” Randy shook his head. “The kitten is fine, Angela.”

  “I know. I wanted something to drink and thought I would see if he was sleeping okay or not.” Angela knew it sounded weak by the looks on their faces.

  “Naw, something has you upset. I can tell by how your shoulders are set. You’re all tense.” Travis walked over and gently massaged her shoulders. “We didn’t hurt you, did we?”

  “No! No, not at all. It was wonderful. I guess I’m just nervous for some reason.”

  “There’s no reason to be nervous, honey.” Randy walked up on the other side of Travis and kissed her gently on the cheek. “What has you worrying so much?”

  “I don’t know. This is all so sudden, and I’m not really the type of woman you’re used to.”

  “What the hell does that mean?” Travis asked.

  “What type of woman do you think we’re used to?” Randy’s voice took on an almost sullen tone.

  “I don’t know. Someone more like that Belinda woman.” She knew she’d said the wrong thing by the frosty look that fell over Randy’s features.

  “Why are you bringing her up?” Travis asked, frowning.

  “She’s nothing to us, Angela. We told you that.” He stomped over to the window and stared out into the darkness.

  Angela knew she’d hurt him but hadn’t meant to. She wrung her hands and tried to figure out how to explain to them what worried her. How could she make them understand that she no matter how hard she tried that she was afraid she would never fit into their world. They came from money even though they worked the ranch themselves. They knew the right things to do and say around other people with money. She didn’t. She was so afraid she would embarrass them one day.

  “I don’t know how to explain it to you. I’m scared I’m not going to be able to keep you happy. I’ve never dressed up like the women around here seem to dress. All I’ve ever worn has been jeans and T-shirts. Your friends are real nice people. What if I say or do the wrong thing around them?” Angela couldn’t stop the sob that broke through. “Everyone is going to think I tricked you into marrying me.”

  “Why would you think that? Has anyone said anything to you?” Travis pulled her hands away from her face and tipped her chin up. “Why would you think we like fancy clothes and parties? We run a ranch and end up knee deep in manure and mud some days.”

  “No one’s said anything,” she said quickly. “But I work for you, and I’m just a country bumpkin from Mississippi.”

  “So the hell what? We don’t want you because you’re some rich social butterfly or something. We love you for who you are, Angela, the sweet, kind woman who is as stubborn as the day is long.” Randy sighed and ran a hand through his hair.

  “We don’t care about social graces and could care less about impressing anyone. We’re just cowboys, Angel. We may be doing okay right now, but we’ve been flat broke struggling to keep the cows and horses fed, and if we have some bad weather or the price of beef falls, we could be in a bad way again. That doesn’t change the fact that we love you—all of you, inside and out.” Travis leaned down and kissed her.

  Angela sank into him, letting him take away some of the doubt and fear that plagued her. She soaked up the love and warmth he offered that only increased when Randy pressed at her back and nuzzled the back of her neck as he lifted her hair. Here was where she felt safe and loved. This was what gave her hope and confidence that she could be everything they needed. She gave all of herself back to them in hopes that it would be enough. When they slowly pulled away, she knew the doubt and fear would be back despite their assurances that they wouldn’t change their mind about how they felt about her.

  Travis picked her up and carried her back through the living room and up the stairs to the bedroom. Randy followed and peeled off his pants as soon as they entered the room. When Travis let her slowly slide down his torso to stand beside the bed, Randy was reaching to remove her top while his brother stepped out of his jeans. As soon as she was naked, they settled her in the bed on her stomach. She lay there wondering what they were planning to do but didn’t have long to wait. One of them began massaging her shoulders while the other started at her feet.

  By the time they had reached her waist Angela was almost asleep, her worries temporarily subdued by their warm assurances and gentle touches. As they snuggled up to her, she promised herself she would do her best to take care of them and make them happy. Somehow, that would have to be enough.

  Chapter Fifteen

  Over the next few days, Angela felt as if she were in a cloud. Everything seemed almost surreal with how Travis and Randy kept touching her and telling her they loved her. She felt like a princ
ess who’d woken up from a long sleep. All of a sudden everything was perfect, and she was so scared it would fade away if she wasn’t careful.

  That morning, Randy brought up her moving in with them. She wanted to but worried about how it would look if she lived with them before they were married.

  Travis laughed. “You’re not living in Mississippi anymore, Angel. No one is going to think any less of you for living with us.”

  “Besides, technically, you’re already living on our land, so what is the difference?” Randy asked as he spooned eggs onto his plate.

  “I guess I’m just old-fashioned and being silly.”

  “And I love you that way. Are you going to town today?” Travis asked.

  “I planned to if one of you could take me,” she said, smiling at the guys.

  “We’ve got someone coming to look at a couple of our horses, honey. You can take one of the trucks, though.” Randy stood up and walked over to the door leading into the laundry room.

  “Get the blue truck’s keys, Randy. I know it will get her there and back safely.” Travis reached over and squeezed her knee.

  Randy returned with a keychain that held two keys on it. “It’s parked by the horse barn. You shouldn’t have any trouble driving it, honey.”

  “Oh, and call us when you’re almost home so we can come unload the groceries for you. Don’t forget to let them load your groceries for you. I don’t want you lifting anything heavy, Angel,” Travis said.

  “I’ll be fine. I can handle a little shopping by myself.” She smiled.

  It felt so good to have someone care about her enough to worry. She didn’t want them to worry, but the thought counted. As they finished up breakfast, she mentally went over her list, trying to decide if she had forgotten anything. She planned to make a quick stop in on a few of the shops as well as the grocery. She would start with picking up office supplies then the specialty stores followed by the grocery.