“Relax, baby. Relax and enjoy,” Robert said through teeth held clenched as their movements grew faster and harsher. “And let loose of that damned control of yours. Come for us, baby. Come now.”
With that command, a hand slid between their pelvises and two fingers slid down, one on either side of her clit, pinching the knot of nerve-filled flesh tight.
Anna screamed and bucked as her body flipped into an orgasm so intense she could not see. The muscles of her pussy and bottom clenched rhythmically around the cocks that continued thrusting deep and hard.
Martin thrust twice more then held his cock as deep in her bottom as he could while he howled his own completion. A moment later, Robert threw his head back and cried as his cock throbbed deep in her pussy.
Even after they came, the men continued moving in and out, now slow, easy, back and forth as they all caught their breath and settled from what Anna knew had to be the strongest, hardest orgasm she’d ever lived through. She continued panting and moaning softly as her orgasm continued to wash through her in rippling waves.
She moaned a protest when Martin eased from her back hole. Another whining sound emerged when Robert lifted her from his cock. She then gasped when Robert grabbed her hips and held her still while Martin cleaned her thoroughly before placing a gentle kiss on each ass cheek.
She tried to hold herself above Robert’s body, but her muscles quivered so hard she wasn’t sure how long she could hold steady. When she realized she had to lie down, she relaxed her left arm and leg first and slid her body across his to end up lying on her left side beside him.
A moment later Martin flipped a blanket over them then crawled under and pressed against her back. “Damn, that was…I have no words.”
“Yeah, me either,” Robert said as he brushed a kiss on the top of Anna’s head. “You okay, baby?”
“Uh-huh,” was all that Anna’s brain could come up with as a response, and even that was said on a long sigh as she closed her eyes and relaxed.
“Anna, will you marry me?” Robert asked, rolling to his side and running a hand down her exposed arm.
Before she could answer someone down the mountain screamed, “Mom!”
Jerking, she turned just her head to look from one man to the other. Neither of them looked happy at the interruption as well, but there was a panicked tone to that one word. Every mother recognized and immediately responded to that tone.
Sitting up, she pulled the blanket up to her shoulders as Autumn burst into the clearing. She did not see the trio on the gazebo floor until she reached the steps.
Immediately stopping, she whirled around. “Oh, uh, sorry. Mom it’s horrible. I need you. Please, can’t you help?”
Anna pointed to her clothes, which Robert reached for and handed her without exposing himself.
“What’s the matter, honey?” Anna asked as she pulled the sweater over her head and down to cover all her important parts.
“My dress. My beautiful wedding dress. It’s not coming. I just called the dressmaker, and they’ve had a fire, and my dress burnt up. What am I going to do?”
Once Anna pulled on her skirt, she picked up her boots and socks. Walking down the stairs, she sat down and pulled Autumn down next to her as she finished dressing.
“Don’t worry, baby girl, we’ll figure something out,” she said as she tied her boots. “You will wear a pretty dress on your special day even if we have to drive to Raleigh and rob a store.”
“Mom! You wouldn’t!” Autumn exclaimed, looking at her mother as if she had just suggested robbing the National Treasury.
“A mother will do almost anything to make sure her daughter is happy on her wedding day,” Anna said as she pushed to her feet. “Gentlemen, if you can clean up here, I’d appreciate it.”
“Not a problem, Anna. You two go on,” Robert said, his voice sounding a little tight.
At the edge of the clearing, Anna turned back to smile at the men who remained right where she had left them. “Oh and Robert?”
“Yes, baby?”
“I’d be honored.”
Chapter 11
Wednesday morning, Summer, Autumn, and Anna drove to Hickory and found Autumn the perfect dress. Martin and Robert went with Winter and his mates to the county seat and filed the custody paperwork.
While they were looking at dresses, Anna found a beautiful pale peach dress that fit her like a dream and decided to splurge and buy it. They had not told anyone except Thomas, but they were also going to be married in the traditional Sanctuary triad ceremony. Though her marriage to Robert would not be legal, she still wanted the ritual and ceremony of the wedding to bind them all together.
The women gathered in the kitchen before dawn to begin the final preparations for the Thanksgiving feast they had been working on for a week. Once the huge turkey, ham, and roast beef were cooking, the women left the Wash House and went to Spring’s Victorian house to prepare for the weddings, which were to be held at noon.
As Summer finished her makeup, Anna looked at her girls with a wry expression. “Why am I so nervous? I’ve been married for thirty-two years.”
Bridget laughed as she carried her dress into the room. “Because you’re starting a new life with two men. It will be different than the last years. Relax and enjoy every minute of it. Just remember what we’ve talked about the last couple of days.”
Anna nodded. “I just hope I don’t faint or throw up during the ceremony.”
Autumn looked over from where Spring and Summer were helping her into her ivory dress. “If I can’t, then you can’t either, Mom. Do you think the men are as nervous as we are?”
“Of course they are, sweetie. But they’ll never admit it,” Anna said as she slipped into the dress then turned so Bridget could do up the back. “Men have to maintain that aura of strength in all situations. Even though they may be scared silly, they won’t admit it. So if they become overly protective or grumpy at a moment when you’re frightened, just remember that is their way of dealing with the stress of fear.”
Just before noon, a knock sounded at the front door. They had decided that Winter would escort both his mother and his sister to the chapel in the Wash House. The other women went ahead in a flurry of laughter and well-wishes.
Anna opened the door, surprised to find not only Winter, but also Martin and Robert standing on the wide front porch. Martin wore one of his black “going to court” suits with a white shirt and burgundy tie. Robert wore his dress whites, which showed off his hair to perfection. Together, the men took her breath away.
Winter kissed his mother’s cheek, and then, ignoring the other men, he took her hands in his. “Are you sure about this? Having two husbands out in the world won’t be the same as living here.”
Anna smiled at her youngest baby and patted his cheek. “Yes, darling, I’m sure. I’ve loved Robert since the night I met him and your father oh so many years ago. Though we went our own ways, I’ve never forgotten that. To have both men in my life and my bed for the rest of my life is a dream come true. A dream I never thought I should have.”
She heard her men gasp at her admission, but kept her eyes focused on her son.
Winter studied her serene expression and nodded. “All right then. May you find the same happiness we all have.”
Anna blinked several times, trying to keep her tears at bay as he moved and offered his right arm to Autumn. Once they moved off the porch, her men stepped up, Robert on her right and Martin on her left. She took their arms and then followed Winter and Autumn up the path to the Wash House.
As they did, Anna realized the panic that had brought her to Sanctuary in the first place was gone. The knowledge that she was doing the right thing by opening her marriage to add one more filled her with a peace unlike any she’d ever felt before.
THE END
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Cooper McKenzie always thought she had been born a hundred years too late, but appreciates
air-conditioning, computers, and other conveniences of modern day living. She enjoys the slower pace of New Bern, North Carolina, as well as the history and small town community found there. In addition to dreaming up her next story, Cooper enjoys reading everything except scary books, singing in her church choir, and needle-weaving.
Also by Cooper McKenzie
Ménage Amour: Welcome to Sanctuary 1: Spring Comes to Sanctuary
Ménage Amour ManLove: Welcome to Sanctuary 2:
Winter and His Twins
Ménage Amour: Welcome to Sanctuary 3: Summer Loving
Ménage Amour: Welcome to Sanctuary 4: Autumn Healing
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