by Marla Monroe
“Don’t stop! Do it again. Oh, God. Please do it again.”
“You like a little pain, don’t you, Piper.”
He tunneled in and out of her, bumping against her cervix with every other plunge into her cunt. The faster he went, the higher she flew until, when Keith pulled her nipples tightly, she came once again. This time, she took Tripp with her. He shouted out and bathed her cunt with his cum. He held himself still deep inside of her as streams of cum erupted from his cock. Then he collapsed across her, catching himself with his hands.
Piper lost the use of her legs, and they slid down his ass to lie against the bed once again. He pulled his cock from her and staggered to one side of her and sat down on the bed.
Keith gave her breasts one last lick to each nipple and took his place between her legs. Then he backed up and held out his hands to her.
“Turn over for me, Piper. I want to cover you.” He helped her sit up and then turn over.
She bent over the bed with her ass stuck up in the air. He slapped each lobe once before smoothing over them with his hand. Then he lined his thick dick up with her slit and thrust inside of her. She moaned. He barely made it past her inner walls. She was swollen and still shivering from her previous orgasm. Getting him inside of her was going to be a challenge.
“You’re so fucking tight.” The words sounded as if they’d been squeezed out of him.
He pulled out and plunged in again, making progress, but it took three more tries before he was balls deep inside her quivering cunt. He rested his forehead against her back for a few seconds, and then he began to stroke his broad cock in and out of her. He popped her ass cheeks twice in succession.
Piper whimpered and thrust back against his cock. She couldn’t get enough of him inside of her. She spread her legs a little more and laid her cheek against the mattress. He tunneled in and out of her pussy, popping her ass with each inward thrust. She dug her fingers into the mattress and held on. It was so good. She couldn’t believe it. She was going to climax again. Three times. She had never come more than once, and now she was going to climax three times in a row.
The burn deep in her womb spread outward as Keith continued to fuck her pussy. Warmth leeched into every nerve ending in her body. Sparks ignited along her spine. She reached beneath her and pressed a finger against her clit. The added stimulation shot her skyward in less than a second. She screamed out as the warmth that had spread now came crashing back to burn her alive.
Her cunt clamped down on Keith’s thick cock and squeezed until he was cursing and jerking behind her as he shot cum deep inside of her. He bent over her and bit her shoulder as he continued to push against her ass with his body. She finally collapsed the rest of the way on the bed, and Keith followed her down.
“Get off of her, you oaf.” Tripp chuckled.
“She killed me. You weren’t so spry yourself a few seconds ago.”
“Guys.” She panted, trying to catch her breath. “I really need to go to the bathroom. Can you help me up? I’m not sure my legs are going to support me.”
Keith made a valiant effort to stand up and help Tripp pull her up, but he actually wasn’t much help. She grinned at him and staggered into the bathroom. She cleaned up and, once she had her breathing back under control, Piper returned to the bedroom to find both men already in bed waiting for her.
“Are you okay, Piper?” Keith asked in a quiet voice.
“I’m great.” She climbed up from the foot of the bed and shimmed beneath the covers.
“We didn’t hurt you?” Tripp asked.
“No. You damn near killed me, but you didn’t hurt me.” She leaned over and kissed him lightly on the lips before turning to give Keith a similar one.
“You’re amazing, Piper,” Keith told her.
“Naw, I’m just me.”
“There has to be a catch,” Tripp said.
“A catch? What are you talking about?”
“You’re perfect. No one is perfect.”
“Believe me. I’m nowhere near perfect. I like to cook and keep house, but I’m terrible with growing things. I’m in charge of the garden, so you better hope I learned something on the ship…”
“Shuttle.”
“Shuttle, because otherwise, we’re going to starve to death.”
“You’ll do fine. There’s nothing to it once you plant it except keep the weeds out and water it. We’ll help as we can.”
“You shouldn’t have to because you’re already working on the ranch as it is. You’ll be tired.”
The more they talked about it, the more worried and anxious she became. How would she ever handle weeding a garden if she didn’t know the difference between the plants and the weeds?
“You’re hyperventilating over there, baby. What’s wrong?” Keith reached out and clasped her hand in his.
“Just worried that I’m going to screw up.”
“Calm down, Piper. We didn’t mean to worry you. Everything will be fine. You’ll see. Now try and get some sleep. Come over here.” Tripp pulled her over so that she was half-draped across his chest.
Keith wrapped an arm over her waist. She could feel the weight of it and realized she felt comfortable with the two men after only one day. She hoped everything went this smoothly all the time. If it did, she had really lucked out with her men.
It wasn’t long before she was fighting sleep. The men had long since started snoring. She grinned. They snored in unison. She didn’t know why she didn’t want to go to sleep, but she figured it was because she was afraid when she woke up it would have all been a dream. If she didn’t go to sleep, she wouldn’t wake up and find she’d made it all up.
Despite her resolve, Piper lost the battle and fell asleep.
Chapter Five
Piper woke up early the next morning. The men were still asleep. She didn’t want to wake them up, but she really needed the bathroom. She carefully scooted out from under Tripp’s arm and extracted her leg from beneath Keith’s. Finally, she made it to the foot of the bed without waking the men.
After taking care of everything in the bathroom, she grabbed some clothes and tiptoed down the stairs to the living room. It was a little chilly down there. She dressed and padded to the kitchen to make some coffee. She would hold off on breakfast until the men woke up. She could wait. There were meal bars if she needed something before they woke up.
As soon as the coffee was ready, she poured a cup and sat at the kitchen table and thought over what all needed to be done in the next few days. The guys had said they would take today off to get to know each other, but they had pretty much done that the night before. She actually felt herself blush by the heat that flowed up her neck and into her face. Why was she blushing for goodness’s sake? She wasn’t a shrinking violet by any means.
Still, despite being sexually progressive and having experimented in her few short years, Piper had never been with two men before at the same time. It had been an eye-opening experience to say the least. Two sets of mouths and hands were definitely better than one.
She hoped the men had really enjoyed themselves like they said. She wanted to be sure she took good care of them. She would start out by cooking them good meals and keeping the house clean. They would feel better after working all day if they were well fed and had a clean place to eat and relax.
If only she could figure out the garden. It really worried her. She needed to learn the difference between the weeds and the vegetables so she didn’t pull out the wrong thing. Maybe the first thing to do would be to see what the grass around here looked like. She finished her coffee and rinsed out her mug. Then she opened the back door and stepped outside.
Alpha was sure different. Between the colored trees and the two moons, she definitely knew she wasn’t on Earth any longer. She walked around and studied the grass. Surely she could tell the difference when the grass was a deep blue. She knew that the plants from Earth were all green. She felt marginally better and let out a breath.
I can handle the garden. I just have to have confidence and read over my books several times.
When she turned around to head back to the house, she caught movement out of the corner of her eye. She focused on the movement and was startled to see a dog-looking animal that seemed to be sneaking toward her. If it was one of the animals in the pamphlet they had been reading from, she knew it was dangerous.
Without taking her eyes off the advancing creature, Piper began to back up, hoping she was headed in the right direction. With each step she took, the doglike animal took two. She began to panic and considered running for the door. She remembered what she had been told a thousand times by her parents and brothers. Never run from an animal. It would chase you for sure. Running only excited them.
She took one more step backward and ran into an immovable wall. She stopped, holding her breath.
“Easy, Piper. It’s me. Don’t move. As long as you don’t move, he won’t move. Keith is getting the gun and will be here any minute.” Tripp squeezed her arms where he had placed his hands.
“It’s still moving, Tripp.” She hated that her words were so breathy.
“Very slowly, though. Just stay still.”
A shot ran out and then another one. The creature screamed an ungodly noise as it limped in the opposite direction. Piper let out a deep breath and almost collapsed. Tripp caught her before she hit the ground.
“Are you okay?”
“Yes. I never thought something would be so close to the house. I never would have come out here.”
“I should have warned you. Don’t ever go out here without one of us again.”
Tripp turned her around to face him. His face carried his fear with a fierce expression.
“You realized you could have been killed, Piper. What were you doing out here, anyway?”
“I–I wanted to see what the grass looked like to be sure I could tell the difference in it and the garden plants.”
“Ah, baby. I told you not to worry about it. We’ll help you.”
Keith walked up still carrying the rifle. He pulled her out of Tripp’s arms and crushed her against him.
“You scared the hell out of me, Piper. I saw that thing and my heart beat almost out of my throat.”
“I’m sorry, Keith. I won’t do it again. But, guys, how am I going to work in the garden while you are gone every day?”
“Remember, we’re going to put up a fence around the area. In fact, we might need to get started on that right away.” Tripp started toward the house with Piper’s hand in his on one side and Keith holding her hand on the other side.
When they were inside, Tripp pulled her into his arms and hugged her, resting his chin on her head. She sighed and hugged him back. Then she pulled away.
“How about some coffee and breakfast?”
“Sounds good to me.”
She made a full pot of coffee this time before starting on breakfast. The men sat at the kitchen table and talked about starting on the fence. She handed each of them a mug of the rich, dark liquid and resumed cooking.
“How much of the area are you going to fence in?” Piper asked.
“We’re going to fence in the entire back area including the garden. That way there is room for the children to play when they come along.” Tripp grinned at her open mouth.
“I guess I hadn’t thought about children so soon.” She swallowed around the sudden tightness in her throat.
Keith sipped his coffee, looking a little nervous as well. She could identify with him. She was worried about that as much as she was about the garden.
She served them breakfast and sat down to eat. She had lost her appetite, but she made herself eat some to keep the men from commenting on it. She knew Tripp could be a little bossy and didn’t want to start anything.
“What do you plan to do today, Piper?” Keith finally spoke up.
“I’m not sure. I figured we’d spend the day together, but if you’re going to be outside working, I should do something around here.
“I’m sorry, baby. We really need to get that fence up, and we still have to plow up the garden. Thank goodness someone broke the ground for us. It will make it that much easier.” Tripp looked over at Keith. “Maybe we can finish everything a day early and have a little time to spend together before we start work.”
“I hope so, but if not, we’ll have your days off whenever they are.”
“That reminds me. We need to contact the bosses, Andrew and Danny. I’m sure they will give us a better idea of what our schedule will be.”
“Probably the best time to call will be tonight when they are sure to be home,” Keith suggested.
“Are you about ready to start?” Tripp asked.
“Ready.”
“See you in a little while, baby. We’ll be in for lunch. Don’t go to any trouble. Sandwiches are fine for lunch.” Tripp stood up with Keith right behind him.
Piper watched them as they headed off toward the shed where the supplies were. She hoped they were watching out for those nasty creatures she’d read about. She couldn’t believe she’d nearly become a tasty meal for one of them so soon after arriving. She shuddered.
After taking care of the dishes and wiping down the kitchen, Piper decided to start cleaning the house from top to bottom. It wasn’t in bad shape at all, but she would feel better knowing that she had cleaned it. She started in the last bedroom and wiped everything down before moving to the next room.
Piper stopped just in time to make sandwiches for lunch. She couldn’t believe she had almost forgotten them. By the time men made it inside, she had them on the table along with iced tea.
“How are you doing out there?”
“It’s slow going. We’ve mapped out where the fence is going, but digging the holes and setting the poles takes time. At this rate, it’s going take longer than we figured. Plus, the posts have to set for a couple of days. Once we get the posts all set, we’ll work on the garden.” Tripp took a bite out of his sandwich.
“You won’t have to worry much about the garden for a week or so since it has to grow for you to tell what are weeds and what are plants,” Keith said.
“Don’t I have to water it?”
“We’ll worry about that later. Maybe we can do it before we leave or when we get back at night.” Tripp looked a little worried.
She hated to bring up things that added burdens on the men, but she needed to make sure they were addressed. Their food source depended on taking good care of it.
Once they finished eating, they returned to working on the fence. She cleaned up the kitchen once more and decided to cook a roast. She would start it in between cleaning. She set out the roast to thaw, hoping it would before she was ready to start it. She might have to put it in hot water to finish thawing it.
Once all the bedrooms were finished, she returned to the kitchen and made the decision to soak the roast. Her mind kept drifting to the creature that had come after her. She decided to look through the pamphlet and identify it. She needed to refresh her memory on everything in it anyway. It was obvious they were going to have to deal with them fairly regularly.
Everything was ready for dinner once the roast got ready. She set a timer to make sure she didn’t forget about it and walked into the living room where the men had left the little booklet.
The first thing she realized was that she really hadn’t paid enough attention to the information in it. There were some hints on how to cook some of the native plants that they hadn’t been taught on the ship—shuttle. Currick had to be cooked a little longer than she thought. Posh cooked better on a lower temperature, and stone berries required more sweetener than recommended by her teachers.
Then she focused on the animals on the planet and realized just how lucky she had been. The doglike creature was a called a dorrie and had two rows of sharp teeth along with saliva that would burn like acid. It didn’t appear to be afraid of man. They were loners and didn’t appear to run in packs, which was a good thing.
There was a ratlike creature called a muskie that was as big as a cat. It also had acid saliva and was more often found in the cellars. They could squeeze through most any hole despite being so large. They were pack-like creatures.
She read through the other animals before putting the book down. The pictures showing the animals were a bit blurry but good enough to make identifying them fairly easy.
The bell on the timer rang, indicating it was time to pull the roast out of the oven. She would change the oven over to warm and put it back in once the temperature had dropped inside. The vegetables were essentially done. She turned the stove off and fixed the rolls she’d left to rise. They would go in once the men had returned and were washing up.
She looked at the clock on the stove and figured there was about two hours of sun left with the extra hour they had on the planet. She was going to have a difficult time remembering that and getting used to it. The funky-looking clocks she had noticed around the house amused her. The clock on the stove wasn’t made for the planet’s quirky hours.
She passed the time studying the book she had on gardens and made notes as to what plants she would plant next to each other. She had just closed the book when she heard the men stomping off their feet at the back door. She smiled. They had remembered.
Hurrying into the kitchen she greeted them with a smile. They were grimy and obviously tired.
“Wash up in the laundry room while I put the bread in the oven.”
“Do you mind if we take a shower before dinner? We’re really nasty. I don’t want to eat like this.”
“Of course not. I’ll hold off putting the rolls in for another few minutes. Go ahead. You’re right. You’ll feel better being clean.”
They filed out of the kitchen heading for the stairs. She heard their boots clomping up as they walked upstairs. She set the table and began warming up everything. After taking the roast out of the oven, she poured up iced tea and finally put the rolls in to cook.