by Eileen Green
The doctor who had been working on Brock was finished with him as he was removing his gloves. “Mary, can you get the release papers for these two gentlemen? I think they have a new engagement to get to.” He looked at Glen and the others. “If you wait in the main lobby, I’ll make sure one of the OR nurses notifies you when the baby arrives.”
Glen nodded at him in thanks before looking down at Blair. “I want you to take the next few days off, at least until you can get these guys of yours into a routine they can live with. We’ll be good at the diner.”
“Thanks, Glen. Let Connor know we’re going to the house. We’ll have Angela here in no time. She can’t miss the arrival of her niece or nephew.”
Nodding again, Glen smiled before walking out with the others, save Darren. He stood talking with Dr. Ross. She thought they looked alike, and when she overheard Darren say, “Well, cuz, what’d you think? I know I’m enamored,” Blair knew why. She was witnessing the beginning of another ménage.
Chapter Thirteen
“I’m so bored!” Brock whined. “I can’t stand being laid up in this damn house!”
Blair stood looking at him, her arms crossed over her bosom. Her breasts were pushed up and playing peekaboo through the unbuttoned top of her shirt.
Brock, Blair, and Tanner had stayed at Connor’s while Gina was in the hospital. They took care of Nathan so that Connor and Jared could be with Gina, and Angela and her men could be at the hospital or work.
For the first two days of being laid up, Brock sat on the couch all day, watching TV or reading. In the evenings, they usually played board games until it was time for bed. Once he had his cast on, it was difficult to get around, but Blair still wouldn’t let him go outside because of all the stairs.
Gina and baby Conred, a combination of Connor and Jared, spent four days in the hospital before coming home. Both men stayed home for a week on paternity leave. It was going to be for two weeks, but Gina ordered them to go back to work, for they were getting on her nerves. Angela would come over during the day to help out.
Now that they were back at the bunkhouse, Brock could go outside, but usually he sat in one of the chairs with a wooden ottoman one of the guys made for him. He missed working. He had been doing it since he was a kid, and it was ingrained in him.
To make matters worse, Blair had been on a cleaning spree for the past two days. He and Tanner weren’t dirty people, but working on a ranch seven days a week from before daybreak until after sundown, they didn’t have a lot of time to deep clean. Also, the dust got all over everything.
Yesterday, Blair had worn a pair of leggings that outlined her curves and a T-shirt that did the same. Brock had to go outside to keep her from seeing his hard-on. It was nearly a week and a half since they had made love, and he wanted her so badly. Tanner did, too.
Blair had pointed out that it would be too awkward for Brock to have sex since his cast wouldn’t allow him to bend his leg. So, it was going to be a long dry spell for them.
Now, she looked delectable in her shorts and her button-up shirt that had the top three or four buttons open. Her hair was slicked back with hair dye, the reason for the shirt. She had said it was the shirt she used when she dyed her hair, which confused Brock since she had the streaks of gray in it. She had explained that it had been dyed to help the illusion of looking older. She wanted to go back to being her normal self.
“If you want, you can make your way over to the corral to make sure the guys are doing all right, but tell Tanner to come back with you. Dinner will be ready in about an hour. I have another ten minutes on my hair, and then I’ll have to take a shower.” She spoke as she folded a basket of towels. “I’m so glad this is the last load. We need to do something about keeping all the dust out of this place.”
“We can discuss that at dinner,” Brock said with a smile. There were a couple of things to discuss, but first he had to talk to his brother.
Blair came and helped him up from the recliner he was sitting in and handed him his crutches. Leaning up, she gave him a chaste kiss and then nodded toward the door.
“Please be careful.”
Looking down into her beautiful brown eyes, he wondered how he got so lucky to have this woman in his life, not once, but twice now. “I love you, Blair.”
“Love you, too, babe. Go have some fun.”
Carefully, Brock headed out the door and made his way over to the corral. One of the men was trying to break a mare that Connor had bought a month ago. With everything that was going on, it was a while before anyone could try to handle her.
All the guys had come to the house to talk to him and to make sure he knew they were doing their best to take care of everything while he recuperated.
Tanner wandered over to Brock and rested his arms on the top rail as Brock was doing. “Is she still on a tangent with the cleaning?” Tanner asked with a slight chuckle.
“Oh, yeah. She’s doing some laundry, dyeing her hair, and has dinner in the oven.”
“It’s great to have her back, but I hope she doesn’t think she has to clean up after us. It’s not our intention.” Tanner was right.
“You know, we’ve saved a lot of money living here on the ranch, plus we have a lot of the money saved from the sale of the ranch. Why don’t we buy a house for Blair, so she doesn’t have to live in that cracker box anymore, and we’ll have more privacy?” Brock suggested.
“I was thinking the same thing. Also, did you watch the way she was with Nathan? We wanted kids with her before,” Tanner said with a smile. “Do you think she’ll have at least one baby with us, bro?”
Brock shook his head. “I don’t know. The only thing we can do is ask.”
“We’re kinda old to start having kids now.”
“No, we’re not. We’re still young. But the decision is up to Blair. It’s her body. Besides, she may not want one because of her job,” Brock explained.
Both men nodded.
Brock was watching the ranch hand on the horse. He was wearing the animal down, which was a good thing since the sun would be going down in a bit. It wouldn’t be good to get the horse almost broke and then stop. Overnight the mare would be just as ornery as was when they began today.
“Jace is looking good out there, and so is the mare. We should have her gentled enough for Gina by the time she is able to start riding again.” Brock watched a little longer. “Why don’t you call it a day? Blair’s expecting us soon.”
“Sure.” Tanner stepped over to the hand who was leaning against the fence about six or seven feet away and said something to him. The man nodded and waved at Brock.
Brock waved in return and then began to make his way back to the house. Tanner followed behind him.
* * * *
Dinner was delicious. Blair had roasted a turkey breast along with potatoes and carrots. She had made some garlic bread and a salad, and then for dessert, she had made a peach cobbler. She really was a fine cook.
Tanner had showered when he had come in as dinner hadn’t been quite ready yet. Being refreshed by the water, he was looking at Blair as she mulled over their conversation.
He and his brother had told her about buying a house and possibly having a baby. She was sitting on the couch with tears in her eyes, and Tanner feared they had upset her.
Before he could speak, Blair cleared her throat. “When I had to leave you two before, I was devastated. I realized then that I couldn’t ever have the things I wanted, like a house and a baby. Now, I have you both back and you’re wanting to give me everything,” she said, her voice thick with emotion. “I don’t care where I live, as long as I’m with you. And as for a baby, I would love to have your babies.”
He and Brock were sitting on the coffee table in front of Blair, who was sitting on the couch. Tanner reached out and pulled Blair to him, ignoring the slight pain in his arm. It had been healing well.
Wrapping his arms around her, he held her close. “You’ve made me one of the happiest men in the world,
sugar.”
She looked up at him with a wicked smile on her lips. “I guess we can start making those babies tonight.”
“Oh,” he said with a chuckle. “You said we couldn’t have sex until Brock was out of the cast.”
“Don’t even think about leaving me out,” Brock exclaimed.
Blair reached out and cupped his chin with her hand. Then, sounding like a little kid, she said, “I won’t weave you out. You can pway, too.”
She laughed, as did Tanner. Brock was still looking at her like he was confused.
Pushing against Tanner, Blair stood when he let her go. She reached her hand out to Brock who took it. Tanner helped his brother stand with Blair’s help and then both men followed her in the bedroom.
After her shower, she had put on a pair of flannel pajamas with cups of coffee on them. She looked all nice a comfy, but Tanner was willing to strip those off her.
When she stopped at the end of Brock’s bed, Tanner stepped up to her and ran his hand through her slightly damp silky tresses. She had dyed it back to her original color, a dark mahogany that made her look younger and even more like the girl they knew so long ago.
“You are so fucking beautiful,” he said quietly. “You didn’t have to do this, you know.”
A smile turned her mouth up. “I didn’t do it just for you. With me not having to worry about Perez anymore, I can go back to being at least part of the real me. I know I won’t ever be Marina De La Cruz again, and a lot of water has gone under the bridges of my other names. Every time I had to get used to a new name, it took a while. I’m used to Blair now, and since I have you both in my new life, a little bit of my life as Martha is still with me. But being Blair is a big part of me. I can enjoy my life, and I’m so glad that you are accepting of what happened in the past, because we’ve grown, and we’re better people because of it.”
Brock hobbled around Tanner and hugged Blair to him. Tanner pressed into her side, hugging her also.
Her words were sweet and rang so true. Tanner knew that everything happened for a reason, and he had to wonder if perhaps he and Brock weren’t ready for Martha back in the day. However, now they were more than ready to have a wife and a baby.
“I love you, sweetness. You have made me so happy,” Brock whispered. “We’ve already asked you to marry us, but if we hadn’t, I’d be down on my knees asking you now.”
Blair giggled. “You couldn’t get on your knees right now, silly,” she said, her words muffled slightly by Brock’s chest.
The three of them laughed, but then Brock reached down and pushed her chin up with a couple fingers under her chin. Tanner watched as his brother lowered his face until he was kissing their woman.
Tanner pushed her hair aside and pressed his lips to her ear. He felt a shiver go through her. Licking the shell of her ear, he followed the edge and then lower until his lips found that sensitive spot below her ear. She smelled like the vanilla soap she used.
Releasing her hair, he ran his hand down her back until he found the hem of her shirt. He slipped his hand beneath it and up her back. Her skin was soft and warm. He usually slept nude, but he was thinking he should invest in some flannel pajamas. Of course, now, he had a woman to help keep him warm in bed.
Brock ended the kiss with Blair.
Tanner stopped kissing her neck.
“You are the one who said something about making babies, sweetness. How do you propose we do that?” Brock was looking at her with a smirk on his lips, as if he were doubting her. Tanner had been thinking the same thing.
Blair stepped out from between them and moved around to the side of the bed. She pulled the bedding down and then turned to Brock. Putting her hand up, she put her index finger up and then made a “come here” motion with it.
Brock moved slowly over to her on his crutches. Once he was in front of her, she reached out and began pulling the white T-shirt he wore up his torso. She stopped long enough to take the crutches from him and set them against the wall before turning back and yanking the shirt up over his head.
She moved her hand down to the front of the sweats he wore. They had gotten him a bigger size to accommodate the cast, so she had to untie the garment before she pushed them down until they were around his ankles.
Brock held onto her shoulders when she motioned for him to step out of the sweats. After he had done what she wanted, Blair was face-to-face with Brock’s very hard cock. Leaning in, she grasped it in her hand and licked the top of it. A moan escaped her.
She opened her mouth wide and engulfed his brother’s prick until Tanner couldn’t see any space between her face and Brock’s body. Jeez, that is hot!
Pulling back, she repeated the motion several times before she released him with a loud pop. She stood and looked at him. “Get in the middle of the bed, big boy.”
Gingerly, Brock did as he was told, his cock practically standing straight up.
Then, Blair turned to Tanner. She sashayed over to him and reached out to his sides. Gathering her hands up in his T-shirt she had it up over his head in seconds. The front of his jeans took a bit longer as she had to undo the buttons on the button fly. Once she had them undone, she pushed the denim material down to his feet. He stepped out of the jeans and was standing proudly naked before his woman.
She was on her knees, taking him into her mouth as she had Brock. He was so hard that he felt as if he could pound concrete, and her mouth was making it harder.
“Her mouth is wicked, isn’t it, brother?” Brock asked from the bed as he watched the interaction.
“Yeah.” His voice sounded like he was choking. Tanner felt as if Blair was sucking the life out of him through his dick. “I forgot how hot her mouth felt.”
Blair chose that moment to suck him all the way to her throat and then swallowed around him. He groaned as his head fell back. He threaded his fingers through her hair and then pulled on it, causing her to release his cock. As much as he wanted to spend more time like this, he desired to be in another part of her body.
“Go love on Brock, baby,” he said quietly. “You can play with me all you want another day. I think we all need this.”
Since the moment they had found her again, there had been so much going on. They finally had some downtime, and he wished to spend as much time as possible with her. But right now, they needed to practice making babies like she had wanted.
Blair climbed up on the bed by Brock’s feet. She looked down at his casted leg and frowned. Leaning over, she laid kisses along the length of it, as if she were trying to kiss away the pain. When she got to the visible part of his leg, she continued kissing upward until she reached his cock.
She slipped her hand up to cup his balls. His body tightened on the bed as he groaned.
Tanner quietly left the room and went to his own. He grabbed the bag that he had tossed behind the door a couple of days after they had found her again and carried it back into Brock’s room.
When he reentered, he found Blair was kissing her way up his brother’s abs as she was still handling his sac.
Brock was kind of helpless with his leg in a cast. He couldn’t move here and there, but by the looks of the smile on Brock’s face, he was enjoying what Blair was doing to him.
Tanner pulled the bottle of lube from the plastic bag along with the box of condoms and some wipes. The condoms would only be used for taking her ass since they were trying to get pregnant. He tossed the bag in the corner as he got on the bed.
Blair was up to Brock’s chest, laying kisses across both sides. She licked his nipples, and as she laved each one, Tanner could see Brock’s cock bob on its own.
There was time for Tanner to love on Blair later, so he gave her the time with Brock. When she reached Brock’s neck, she carefully straddled his stomach and continued to kiss up his chin.
As if Brock was wanting some control of the situation, he reached up and cupped her cheeks. He brought her face down to him and covered her lips with his.
Taking the
moment, Tanner ripped open the condom packet and proceeded to slip the prophylactic over his rock-hard cock. He didn’t know how long he was going to be able to last once he got into her ass, but he was going to try to make it long.
Brock was ravishing Blair’s mouth. Her ass was wiggling eagerly, letting Tanner know she was expecting more from him, and he wasn’t going to deny her.
Careful not to knock into his brother, Tanner leaned in and kissed Blair on her side and then moved to her back. He pressed openmouthed kisses to her spine from between her shoulders to her tailbone. Moans were sounding from her.
If Brock’s dick wasn’t laying against her ass, Tanner would have kissed her on the luscious globes of hers. Since his brother’s cock was pressing on her far cheek, he opened the lid of the lube with one hand and poured some if the liquid in the crevice that hid her puckered star.
Tanner chuckled as Blair’s ass did a little dance. He slid his hand across her ass cheek to her crack, letting his fingers find her asshole. Rubbing the lube around the opening, he pressed in slightly. She pushed her hips back as if trying to get him to go farther.
Sitting up, Tanner poured some more lube on her, and before it could drip off her, he pressed in her again, this time sinking in to his second knuckle. She must have stopped kissing Brock, for she had sat up and was stretching her torso.
“That feels so good,” she gushed. “I’ve missed this so much.”
Brock had his hands on her breasts, kneading them as Tanner began to push his finger in and out of her ass. With each pass, Blair gyrated her hips.
Blair raised her hands to her hair and lifted it up as she moved her hips back and forth. Her seductive body was calling to his with her little dance. Tanner knew that Brock playing with her nipples was helping her arousal, and Tanner knew that none of them would be able to wait too much longer.
Pulling his finger from her, he added a second and began to scissor his fingers, so he could stretch her. Moans of delight were escaping her. He knew he was building up her desire, but he wanted to make sure she was ready.