Monroe, Marla - Double Montana Treats (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

by Marla Monroe

“Best to pull the cattle up closer to the barn then, so we can watch them,” Jeb said.

  “I’ll help out tomorrow then, so it won’t take too long,” Drew told them.

  “Naw, you stick close to the house and watch the horses. The three of us can do it.” Jeb continued to knead her shoulder and the back of her neck.

  It felt too good. She wanted to lean against him and let him take care of everything. She sighed and stood up, using his muscular thigh to push off of.

  “I’m going to call it a night. I’ll talk to you guys in the morning.” She heard their good-nights as she climbed the stairs to her bedroom.

  She needed a shower and then some sleep. The next couple of days were going to be long ones. She needed to make a list of supplies they would need and then make a trip into town to get them. She would also need to check the generator to be sure it was in good working order. They would need plenty of fuel for it.

  She quickly showered then let the hot water pound on her tired shoulder and back muscles. Much of the tension she’d suffered almost constantly since she’d taken over the ranch had dissipated with the arrival of Jeb and Marshall. She wasn’t sure why, but she trusted them as she’d never trusted anyone else. It both thrilled her and worried her. Not only where they strangers, they were ex-convicts who’d admitted they’d killed a man each.

  As soon as she dried off, Drew climbed into bed and tried to relax. Too much kept circling in her head. She was worried about her cows and horses. Maybe she should sleep out in the barn to watch out for them. She’d never get any sleep like that. Why couldn’t Brett, if that was who it was, just leave her alone?

  She heard when Kenny and the others climbed the stairs to go to bed. She waited for the house to grow quiet and tried once again to get comfortable to go to sleep. Long minutes later, she heard her doorknob turn. She waited in anticipation. Was this why she hadn’t been able to sleep? Because she knew they would come for her?

  Jeb entered the room, but Marshall was nowhere to be seen.

  “What is it, Jeb?” she asked as she settled on her elbows.

  “Marshall is taking a shower. I’ve come to give you a massage to help you relax,” Jeb told her.

  “A massage?” she asked.

  “Yes, you looked like you could use one earlier. Roll over on your stomach.”

  Drew smothered a grin and rolled over so that her back was facing him. When she had rolled over, the sheets had slipped low on her back. Now they barely covered her ass.

  “Do you have some lotion you like?” Jeb asked.

  “There’s some in the bathroom on the counter.”

  The floorboards creaked as he crossed to the bathroom. He returned, and the bed dipped where he sat on the edge of it. She moved over to give him more room. Then he began spreading the lotion all over her shoulders and back. He kneaded her muscles and slowly seduced her with his hands. By the time he’d made it to her ass, the sheets had pulled way down, and nothing was hidden from him. He smoothed his thumbs up her lower back until she moaned. Then he moved lower and began a soft molding of her ass cheeks with his lotion-covered hands.

  The bedroom door creaked open, and Marshall walked in. Only he wasn’t wearing anything but a towel. This was it, she realized. They were really going to have sex with her. Both of them. Did she want this? Really? Hell yes. She couldn’t wait. It had been too long since she’d had a man to touch her, much less make love to her. Not that she expected that. All she really expected was a good, hard fucking. Men like them were ride hard and put up wet kind of guys. She didn’t mind.

  “You’ve got to taste her, Jeb. She tastes like summer rain, clean and crisp,” Marshall told him.

  Jeb unbuttoned his shirt and dropped it to the floor before easing out of his jeans. He didn’t wear underwear. And he was very aroused.

  Drew couldn’t help but stare at his massive cock. Its purple-colored head bobbed out from his body, heavy with need. He climbed between her legs and pushed them apart so he could fit his wide shoulders between them. He didn’t bother with teasing her. Jeb got down to business. The first swipe of his tongue drew a gasp from her, the second one a moan. Her cunt craved his tongue like a drug addict craved heroin. She was lost with each lick. She didn’t even notice at first when Marshall dropped his towel and moved to the head of the bed next to her face.

  She opened her eyes to see Marshall’s giant cock bobbing next to her cheek. She licked her lips and a drop of pre-cum leaked from the slit at the top of the head of the monster. She reached out with her tongue and licked the slit, making him gasp.

  “That’s it, baby. Take my cock in your hot little mouth. I want to feel you suck me,” Marshall said as he fed his cock to her.

  She wanted to suck him. She wanted to feel his cock throb in her mouth as he came. Drew concentrated on taking him into her mouth and teasing him with her tongue. She slid it around the mushroom cap and tongued the slit until he began to hiss. Then she took all of him she could manage down her throat and swallowed around him.

  “Fuck yeah, that’s it, baby.”

  She continued to suck on him, but Jeb had found his rhythm and was quickly distracting her from Marshall.

  Jeb tongued her clit just enough to quickly distract her from Marshall, then set in to eat her from ass to clit until she was wild with need. When he finally pushed a finger inside her cunt, Drew hissed out a ‘yes’ and pumped her hips up to meet his shallow thrusts.

  “Take care of Marshall up there, Drew, and I’ll take care of you,” Jeb told her.

  He continued licking her creaming pussy, but kept his finger-fucking shallow. It was just enough to keep her edgy and needy but not enough to send her over the edge into orgasm.

  Drew renewed her ministrations on Marshall’s cock. She grazed her teeth gently up his stalk then licked around beneath the rim of his dick before sucking on the edge of the crown. He jerked in her mouth, but she applied enough suction that he couldn’t just plop out. She took his balls in one hand and gently manipulated them, squeezing then rolling them over and over. She bobbed up and down on his thick cock.

  Marshall took one of her hands and wrapped it around the base of his dick, then held her head, using her hair to keep her still as he slowly began to face fuck her. She held on for dear life as he shoved his cock in an out of her mouth, holding her steady. When she loosened her hold to take more of him, he stopped then wrapped her hand around him again and squeezed.

  “Don’t move it, baby. I don’t want to choke you. I just want to shove my dick in as far as I can with your hand like it is. Believe me, it’s far enough to drive me crazy, baby.” Marshall brushed her hair aside and leaned in to kiss her.

  Jeb took that opportunity to lick over her clit with the flat of his tongue, and she yelled out. Marshall then took that opportunity to shove his cock down her throat, once again fucking her face, holding on to her hair as he did it.

  Jeb added a second finger and began fucking her in earnest now. He soon had her pumping her hips in rhythm to his fingers, trying to take more of them. She moaned as he lapped at her pussy. When he finally curled his fingers inside of her and found that spot that drove her crazy, she began groaning loudly. He latched hold of her clit and sucked hard as he stroked her G-spot in earnest. She screamed around Marshall’s cock, sending him into orgasm as well.

  Drew swallowed convulsively as she tried to ride out her own orgasm. Marshall held her tight against him as he pulsed inside of her mouth. When he was finished, he let go of her and leaned against the wall above the headboard, trying to catch his breath. Drew smiled as she licked her lips of his cum.

  “How was that, Drew? Feel up to another orgasm? I want in that hot pussy of yours.” Jeb ran a finger up and down her slit, teasing her and setting off another mild shimmy inside her cunt.

  “Give me what you’ve got, cowboy. I can take it.” Drew watched him ease back from between her legs and stand up.

  “On all fours, Drew,” he demanded as he rolled on a condom.

/>   Drew rolled over and got to all fours. She wiggled her ass at him, and he slapped it hard enough to bring tears to her eyes. He slapped the other side, heating them both up before he rubbed them, spreading the heat around.

  “I’m going to pump you full of cock, Drew,” he said.

  Jeb pulled her over to the edge of the bed and lined his dick up with her pussy. He spread her ass cheeks wide and slowly fed his cock in her cunt. She wiggled, trying to hurry him along, but he spanked her again and told her to be still. Damn, she needed it fast and hard if she was going to come again. The spanks turned her on. He tapped both sides of her ass again, and she rose on her tip toes, presenting her ass to him.

  Jeb slowly began shoving his thick cock in and out of her pussy. He didn’t hurry, which irked Drew, but she wasn’t going to complain. He would get horny enough eventually and speed up. She could wait. She didn’t have to wait long. Soon he was shuttling his cock in and out of her cunt fast enough to begin her slow crawl upward to an orgasm. He jerked his head at Marshall, and his friend walked over to stand next to him.

  Drew looked over her shoulder wondering why he wanted Marshall. Curiosity had her watching as Marshall used his fingers to drag copious amounts of her dripping cum up to her back hole. He circled it, then pushed a finger past her tight ring and began fucking her ass with his finger. He smiled at her as she looked back over her shoulder. She had winced at the sudden invasion, but it hadn’t been as bad as she’d expected.

  Marshall pumped in and out of her ass to the same rhythm that Jeb was pushing in and out of her pussy. Drew began meeting them halfway by pushing back against them. Jeb started to speed up about the same time that Marshall added a second finger to her ass. It stung like hell, but as he continued pumping in and out of her ass, she was already winding up the road to a full-fledged orgasm. He slowly wrapped an arm around her side and found her clit. He teased at it as Jeb pumped harder and deeper into her pussy. She groaned as his fingers griped her hips.

  Marshall pinched her clit then soothed it with a finger, even as his two fingers pumped in and out of her ass. He pressed down as he pumped them, and she was sure he could feel Jeb’s dick through the thin membrane. Jeb groaned and began pumping harder. His balls bounced against her clit and Marshall’s hand. Marshall circled her clit one more time then pressed down on it, sending her flying into a second orgasm.

  Jeb pumped once, twice, then came hard inside of her. His climax triggered a smaller one in her as the heat of his cum penetrated the thin layer of latex separating their flesh. Her vaginal muscles gripped his cock as he slowly pulled out of her. She couldn’t help but moan as he did.

  Then Marshall withdrew his fingers. They both left her for a few seconds. She’d collapsed on the bed, too worn out to do much more than lie there. Jeb returned first and picked her up to sit in his lap. Marshall returned and pulled back the sheets on the bed. Jeb kissed her. It was a soft, slow kiss that didn’t push to go anywhere other than where it was.

  Drew wrapped her arms around Jeb and hummed her contentment before he rose and laid her in the bed. Marshall pulled the sheets up to her neck then bent down and kissed her as well.

  “Get a good night’s sleep, baby,” he whispered before straightening up.

  Jeb squeezed her shoulder and brushed aside a strand of hair that had stuck to her cheek.

  “See you in the morning, Drew.”

  Both left, shutting the door behind them.

  Drew’s eyes drifted closed to thoughts of how relaxed she felt and how much she wanted more of them. Sleep claimed her before she could think more on that thought.

  * * * *

  “Fuck, Jeb, she responds like a dream. Drew was made for sex. She loved everything we did to her. Even your spankings.” Marshall climbed into bed and leaned back with his hands behind his head.

  “She’s our boss, though,” Jeb reminded him.

  “Doesn’t mean we can’t have a relationship with her,” Marshall insisted.

  “Means that when she’s tired of us, we might not have a place to live or a job to work anymore,” Jeb warned him.

  “Yeah, but maybe that won’t be for a long while. I didn’t see you hanging back from her.”

  “Couldn’t have even if I wanted to. She’s too hot to ignore. You don’t find a woman as self-sufficient and vulnerable all at the same time like Drew is. She begs to be taken care of.” Jeb pulled the covers over him and turned on his side so he could see Marshall in the next bed. “She deserves a good man to do that.”

  “What about two good men?” Marshall asked quietly.

  “Don’t go turning this into something it’s not, Marshall. We’re nothing but ex-convicts. Even if she did want us for longer than a fling, the town folks would look at her wrong from now on.” Jeb didn’t want that to happen to her.

  “They’re already doing that by now if Brett has anything to say about it. He’s probably done told half the county by now.” Marshall turned on his side.

  “Maybe, maybe not. Working a couple of convicts is a sight less shameful than bedding them,” Jeb told him.

  “We’re living under her roof, Jeb. You think they’re not going to automatically assume we’re screwing her? It’s going to get out one way or another anyway,” Marshall said.

  “Why are you insisting on this, Marshall?” Jeb finally asked.

  “Because I could love her, Jeb. There’s something about her.”

  “Don’t do it, Marshall.”

  “Maybe it’s too late,” he said.

  “Fuck.” Jeb ran a hand over his face.

  “Tell me you couldn’t love her, Jeb. Tell me that it hasn’t already crossed your mind,” Marshall demanded.

  “It doesn’t matter. I don’t let my emotions rule me. You know that.”

  “Maybe this time you should let go of them.”

  “Don’t ask the impossible of me, Marshall. You know my past.”

  “You killed in self-defense. We both know that. You’re nothing like your dad was. I’m not a drunk like my father. We choose who we are, Jeb.” Marshall stared at him.

  Jeb couldn’t see Marshall’s face, but he could see his eyes. The light from the moon filtered through the curtains on the windows and reflected off of them. They were serious eyes that had aged hard while in prison. Could they make a go of it with Drew? She responded to them. She hadn’t protested or acted afraid that Kenny would hear and know what was going on. Then she might be in her room even now worried about if Kenny had heard them.

  Jeb sighed and turned back over to stare up into the dark. He had long ago accepted that he would probably never know the love of a good woman and have kids. Then, when he and Marshall got out of jail, he expected they would always be together and share their women. Still, he never expected Marshall would want to settle down. Didn’t he realize the complications that would cause?

  “What is it, Jeb? I can hear you thinking all the way over here,” Marshall finally asked with a sigh.

  “We both know we can’t make a go of it with a woman on our own. We’ve tried, and it just don’t work for us. We need each other to be there. How are you planning on this working with Drew?”

  “Like it does with any other woman we’ve been with. Nothing’s changed since before we went to jail. We share her. We can make her feel so much more together than apart. You know this. We’ve discussed it a thousand times.” Marshall sounded angry.

  “Only you’re talking for keeps, Marshall. Not a one-night stand or even a few weeks of fun. Drew is worth a hell of a lot more than a weekend fling.”

  “I know she’s not a temporary kind of woman. I wasn’t suggesting she was.”

  “What if she doesn’t want both of us for keeps? What if she wants just you or just me? What do we do then, Marshall? Huh? What the hell do we do then?” Jeb swallowed around the lump forming in his throat.

  He knew Marshall could make her fall in love with him. She was susceptible to him. It wouldn’t take all that much. Could he continue workin
g on the ranch as if it didn’t matter if Marshall and Drew hooked up? Could Marshall have a normal relationship with a woman without him? He knew he couldn’t. He needed Marshall to temper his dominance, but what about Marshall?

  “Then I guess we move on. I know I can’t love her enough without you. I need you.”

  Jeb heard the bed shift when Marshall turned over. They were a pair. Neither one of them could operate without the other one. They needed each other, and nothing would ever change that. Prison had destroyed their independence. They’d had to rely on each other to survive. Hell, it was more than that, Jeb thought. How could he ever forgive himself for what he’d done to Marshall?

  Worse, how could Marshall ever forgive him? He said it didn’t matter. They’d done what they had to do to survive. He actually thanked Jeb for having the guts to do what needed doing. He didn’t think he could have done it. It didn’t ease Jeb’s guilt, though. Nothing would take away the need he now had for Marshall. Except maybe for Drew. Being with her had kept him from wanting Marshall.

  Chapter Six

  The next few days flew by. Thursday, Jeb and Marshall went to town to meet with the sheriff. They brought back the supplies Drew had needed to get them through the upcoming snow predicted for the weekend.

  Neither of the men had visited her bed again since that one night. She wasn’t sure if it was because she hadn’t invited them or if they just weren’t interested. Either way, it bothered her. If she had to invite them, she wouldn’t be doing it. She wasn’t some desperate widow in need of sexual fulfillment by a man. She could take care of her own needs just fine without them. If it was because they just weren’t interested after they’d had her, well she was glad it was out of their systems so they could all get serious about work.

  Drew looked out the window of her office and noticed the clouds building in the distance. It wouldn’t be long until they made it to the ranch, and the men were still out bringing in the last of the herd. They would pin them in a smaller area so they wouldn’t wander off and get lost in the snow. It would mean keeping them with hay during the storm, but it had to be done, or they were sure to lose some cattle.