It Adds Up for Mary [Hardwick Bay 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

by Morgan Henry

  He broke the contact, and Mary was disappointed for less than a second. Derek was there, his shirt off and belt gone from his pants. She was happy to see some chest hair. Not enough to make her cringe, but he wasn’t overly manscaped either. She felt like Goldilocks—just right.

  He looked deeply into her eyes, his nose less than an inch from hers, and the moment was so intimate Mary suddenly wanted to retreat. This wasn’t about intimate. It was supposed to be fun for a night.

  A tiny frown appeared fleetingly between his brows, so fast she wasn’t sure she saw it, and he gave her his easy smile again. “Hi,” he said.

  “Hi?” Wow, that came out just a little too breathy and query-like. Mary wasn’t impressed with herself.

  Before she could reply, Derek was gently sipping at her lips. He gave tiny, gentle kisses, just occasionally pushing for more before he retreated again. It had her following him, chasing his lips, wanting more and more.

  He chuckled, and she realized that was what he intended.

  “Let’s see these stockings of yours.” Derek slid down her body and slowly started to raise the hem of her dress.

  Mary tried to sit up, but Logan was suddenly behind her, clad only in boxers. He grasped her shoulders and held her down. “Wait, Mary. Let us unwrap you slowly.”

  Mary wasn’t sure how comfortable she was with the “unwrapping,” but the half smile on his face and the gentle way he held and caressed her arms and shoulders convinced her to be still.

  “Christ, you’re beautiful.” Derek continued to lift the dress. Up past her belly, past her breasts until the two men were slipping it off her body entirely. She saw Derek carefully lay it over a chair, fussing a little so it didn’t wrinkle.

  Mary shivered at the exposure, her eyes flicking to the side so she didn’t have to see what was on their faces.

  “Relax, Mary. You are oh-so-sexy laid out for us like this,” Logan whispered in her ear.

  She felt Derek’s hands rubbing her thighs. One finger teased under the elastic of the stocking. Logan reached a hand underneath her to release the clasp on her bra and slipped it off her shoulders.

  “Mmm, nice.” Logan leaned down to pull her nipple into his mouth.

  He sucked hard, really hard, and Mary was surprised that strong pull sent zings of pleasure whipping their way around her body. She hissed, not sure whether to pull away or push up toward him.

  “I think we need to leave these stockings on. They are way too hot to remove.” Derek’s hands left the lace tops and smoothed upward to her panties. Mary spared a second to be grateful that she had put on a decent pair and that they had matched her bra.

  He pulled them down slowly over her hips and off her legs. He tossed them aside. It occurred to Mary to find that a little amusing, given the way he had handled her dress so carefully. Guess panties didn’t warrant the same treatment.

  Derek loomed back over her and reached a hand up to cup her pussy firmly. She gasped, not expecting the somewhat aggressive move.

  “I can’t wait to taste this,” he said intensely. “I love that you’re not completely bald. I like to know that I’m eating out a real woman.”

  He slid a finger through her wet folds and brought it to his mouth. He closed his eyes as he tasted her on his finger and took his time, obviously savoring it. Mary wasn’t sure whether to be shocked or appalled.

  Derek gripped her right leg behind her knee and lifted it to Logan. He caught it, spreading her wide.

  “You should taste her,” advised Derek.

  “I will, then.” Logan swirled a couple of fingers through her pussy, rubbing her clit briefly and fondling her lips. He put them in his mouth too. “Oh yeah. Unbelievable.”

  Mary could feel her face trying to set the sheets on fire. It seemed so naughty, almost dirty, that they liked the taste of her. But why? Shouldn’t she be happy they liked it?

  Spreading her wide, Derek dipped his head to her vulva. Her outer lips were open, and he took his time kissing them, giving the occasional nip that made her jerk with surprise and clenching pleasure each time he did.

  When he had finished with the outer lips, he turned his attention to her inner lips. Slowly, he licked up one side and down the other. He swirled around her clit, not touching it directly, just playing with the rest of her pussy.

  Mary tried to stifle the moans and cries that escaped her but failed miserably. She couldn’t remember being a vocal woman in bed, but right now, she couldn’t seem to shut up.

  Mary wondered if Derek actually enjoyed what he was doing. Certainly no one else in her experience had paid this much oral attention to her. Not that she had scores of past lovers, but still.

  Logan hadn’t been idle. Holding her leg, he draped himself over her upper body and played with her breasts, kneading, sucking and nipping. What was the nipping all about? And why did she like it?

  Logan paused in his worship of her breasts to grasp Mary’s hair. “Look at me, Mary,” he commanded softly.

  Reluctantly, she opened her eyes.

  “Do you know how much Derek loves eating pussy? That rich taste of yours is going to keep him there for a while I bet. He’s not going to stop until you come, and he’ll make you come hard.” Logan gave her his half-smile with a wicked look in his eyes.

  Mary’s mouth opened, but she didn’t know what to say to that. She had never done dirty talk.

  Logan took advantage and kissed her hard, entwining his tongue with hers.

  He pulled away to talk to her some more.

  “After Logan makes you come, I’m going to taste your hot little cunt. Then I’m going to fill you with my cock and make you come again.”

  His words turned her on so much, but… “I can’t,” she whispered hoarsely. If Derek made her come, she didn’t think she would be able to again for Logan.

  “We’ll see about that.”

  Just then, Derek slid a finger in her pussy. She moaned again, eyes drifting closed.

  Another finger slid in beside the first.

  “Open her more for me,” Derek asked his brother.

  Logan reached down and grabbed her other leg. If she thought they had her spread open before, it was nothing like now. Her ass was at the edge of the bed, her legs splayed open as far as they could get without dislocating something, and Derek’s head was between them, his sandy hair the only part of him visible to her as he knelt on the floor.

  Mary felt herself start to gather for an orgasm. Derek’s tongue played with her clit, the fingers of one hand slid in and out of her pussy, and she could feel a finger on his other hand press against her anus.

  Derek began to pulse his tongue rhythmically against her clit, and that was Mary’s undoing. The combination of stimulation in those three spots had an orgasm powering over her like a dump truck over a squirrel. It roared and shook every nerve in her body as she screamed.

  Good Lord, when had she turned into a screamer?

  Panting as if she had been running for her life, she watched Derek lick his way up her body. Logan eased the hold on her legs a little.

  “That was fabulous.” Derek touched his nose to hers and kissed her slowly but thoroughly. She could taste a hint of herself on his tongue. Interesting. It wasn’t as nasty as she thought it might have been. It felt a little dirty but good dirty.

  Logan let go of her legs and got off the bed. He walked to the head and pulled the comforter down. Then he stepped out of his boxers. “My turn to play with your gorgeous pussy now, Mary.”

  Derek scooped her up so suddenly she gasped and felt the wild stab of fear go through her, as if she was falling in a dream. She couldn’t help the total body muscle spasm it generated. The jerk chuckled and tossed her into the middle of the bed.

  She noted now that the mattress was absurdly huge. It must be bigger than a king size.

  But she forgot that when Logan crawled over to her.

  He was generously endowed. Maybe more than generous. Not so much as to be freaky or absurd but big enough t
o impress.

  She felt the mattress dip on the other side, and she glanced over to see a naked Derek, who was equally gifted in the dick department.

  Mary realized she had been the recipient of their attention, but she hadn’t been giving any back. She struggled to her elbows, feeling a little guilty.

  “Easy, Mary,” Derek said in a voice meant to soothe. He tried to lay her back down.

  “I want to touch you,” Mary blurted out.

  “Mary, if you play with us now, we’ll explode.” Logan gave a rueful laugh. “We feel like we’ve waited a while to have you and are a little, ah, overeager.”

  “Let us make this about you for now, okay? Believe me, we’re getting plenty of pleasure with you.” Derek slid down to lay beside her but not touching her.

  Logan was near her feet, and he pulled apart her thighs, leaning down to lick her.

  Mary jerked and cried out. Her clit was still sensitive.

  Derek reached out to put his arm over her chest and pepper kisses across her shoulder and the arm closest to him. “Logan can’t wait to be inside you,” he told her. “He wants to feel that tight pussy of yours clamp around his dick and listen to you scream again when you come. Hell, Mary, feeling you clench on my fingers just about had me coming. I can’t wait to feel you on my cock.”

  Mary’s hips were pulsing of their own volition as Logan lapped at her pussy. She couldn’t believe she was wet and wanting again. She still didn’t think she could come, but she wanted Logan’s dick in her.

  Just as she was considering begging, he pulled his mouth away. He winked at her as he rolled a condom on and leaned over her. Derek had pulled off to the side, and Mary glanced over at him. He was watching them intently and fisting his own cock lightly.

  Mary’s attention was reclaimed by Logan as the head of his cock pressed against her opening. Something between a grunt and a moan come out of her mouth.

  “I know, Mary. You’re tight, and I’m big.” Logan’s voice was strained. “But we’ll take it slow.”

  The head of his cock popped into her, and suddenly Mary didn’t want slow anymore. She pulled her legs up and clamped onto his hips. She used them to pull herself up, impaling herself on him and crying out at the burning pleasure of his penetration.

  “Shit! Mary!” he cried.

  “More,” she demanded. Mary suddenly wanted to fucked, hard and heavy, like she never had before.

  Chapter 10

  Logan couldn’t believe what Mary had just done.

  She was slick, sopping wet really, but she was tight, and that had to have hurt a little. But when she demanded “more,” he couldn’t hold back.

  He gave her the last inch of his cock, and she moaned as he bottomed out. Gritting his teeth, desperately trying to keep from coming, he pulled out and thrust in again. He set up a decent rhythm, trying not to be too fast or too harsh.

  But Mary had other ideas. “More,” she demanded again, her hips urging him on.

  He gave in.

  He fucked her hard, deep, and fast. In less than a minute, she was screaming again, her hands scrabbling at his shoulders as she flailed under him.

  The sight of her, the feel of her, and the sound of her sent him over the edge.

  His orgasm burned through him, sending him up in flames of crazy pleasure. Sperm shot out of him in pulsing hot jets, filling the condom. His own strangled cry of, “Fuck, Mary!” joined her softer ones as he tried to keep himself from collapsing on her in the aftermath when his muscles turned to Jell-O.

  He managed to grip the condom and pull out of her carefully.

  Then he allowed himself to collapse beside her.

  Logan looked over at Derek.

  His brother was still hard, obviously having managed not to come while watching the two of them. Logan was impressed. He wasn’t sure he would have had that much control watching Mary climax again.

  Watching her come was amazing. She completely let go, something he suspected she didn’t do often. Her face and breasts flushed pink, her nipples were engorged and hard, and her scream of pleasure was extraordinary.

  He had also been shocked by her demand to be fucked harder. Again, it was not something he expected from the tightly wound Mary. She had been so accepting of their attentions, clearly enjoying them but not aggressively seeking her own pleasure.

  He wondered what had changed to make her give in to her body’s needs and demand what she wanted.

  Mary’s eyes fluttered open. She had taken a second or two to come back to them.

  “Hey there,” Logan greeted her. “You were amazing.” He wanted to say more but was afraid she would overanalyze, and he just wanted her to be happy right now.

  Mary blushed. “Hey there,” she croaked back at him, her hand reaching out to touch his chest lightly. She swallowed and turned to Derek, as if just remembering he was there.

  “That was the hottest thing I think I’ve ever seen,” said Derek, frank admiration in his voice.

  “You’re still…” Mary didn’t finish.

  “It’s okay, Mary. I don’t think your poor pussy is up for another pounding.” Derek’s smile was gentle but held some regret.

  She looked insulted, but Logan still worried she might be a little sore.

  Jumping up onto her hands and knees, she pushed Derek onto his back with a wicked grin.

  Derek let her, though he could have easily overpowered her light touch. Logan could see the surprise on his brother’s face.

  Mary tapped his legs apart a little and settled between them. She trailed her nails down Derek’s chest, lightly tweaking his nipples as she passed them.

  Logan settled in to watch the show, his cock already stirring with renewed interest.

  Her fingers tapped lightly over his abs then splayed to follow his hips. She swirled her thumbs in the indentation of his pelvis and slid them down his thighs. She kneaded the tops of his legs, slowly moving upward from his knees.

  The head of Derek’s cock was weeping precum, and he moved to grasp himself.

  Mary batted his hands away. “No, that’s mine,” she said in a lightly teasing tone.

  “Okay,” he grunted. “For now.”

  She laughed.

  Placing a hand on his pubis, she used the other to tease his balls. She slid them in and out of her fingers, rolling and gently kneading them.

  Derek had the sheets in a death grip. Logan couldn’t blame him. If he hadn’t come already, he’d be pulling Mary’s head down to his dick.

  Finally, she leaned over and licked him from root to tip, languidly swirling her tongue around the deep pink head of his cock. Derek bucked and let out a strangled cry.

  “Mary,” Logan admonished her teasingly. “I didn’t think you had it in you to torture a man like that. Seeing as how it’s my brother, not me, you just go ahead and keep teasing.”

  Derek shot him a look that promised vengeance. Bloody, bloody vengeance.

  Mary giggled, a sound that he hadn’t heard often, and said, “One day, Logan, he’ll get you back.”

  She sucked the head into her mouth as Derek brought a hand up to fist himself. He tangled another hand in her hair, resting it there lightly. He pumped himself as Mary sucked.

  She hadn’t let go of his balls and was still fondling them. She let her other hand slide down, trail over his thigh, and disappear beneath him. The way Derek suddenly bucked, Logan would bet Mary had teased his anus.

  Guess she thought turnaround was fair.

  Her hands left his body, and she pulled off his cock, sucking hard enough on the tip that Derek grunted.

  Mary leaned over and grabbed a condom from the night table, opened it, and rolled it over his penis. She wasted no time in straddling him and paused with the head just at her opening.

  “I want you just as much as I wanted Logan,” she whispered and slid down onto him in one smooth motion.

  “Christ, Mary!” Derek cried, robbed of the ability to express himself more eloquently.

  She
rode him slowly at first, taking a bit of time to find the angle and rhythm that worked for them both. Finally they matched each other, and Mary braced herself on his chest as Derek grabbed her hips. Their bodies joined in fast, hard slaps of flesh.

  It didn’t take long before Derek was roaring. Within seconds, Mary joined him, throwing her head back and letting go a primal cry. Sexy, very sexy. Logan couldn’t wait until she rode him for all she was worth.

  Mary collapsed onto Derek, panting, eyes closed, and his cock slid out of her, fortunately with the condom still in place.

  “Dammit, Mary. I thought that my cock might have exploded. You have an incredible mouth and pussy.”

  Mary gave a little laugh. “No one’s ever said that before.”

  “Then they were idiots. Though I honestly don’t want to think of you with other men.” Derek sat up with a groan. “Let’s take a shower and get some sleep. It’s been a long day, and I want to snuggle with you.”

  The shower in the master bath was made for three. Logan enjoyed soaping up Mary’s delectable body with Derek. It was tempting to take her again, but they could both see she was staring to droop with weariness.

  Instead, they dried her off and tucked her between them. Logan couldn’t help the way his heart expanded seeing her nestle down between the two of them, so relaxed and replete she was asleep in minutes.

  She would stay.

  He would keep telling himself that until he believed it.

  Chapter 11

  Something smelled good.

  Coffee.

  That was what it was. There was coffee nearby.

  “Hey sunshine,” came a deep sexy voice in Mary’s ear. “There’s coffee.”

  Mary cracked open an eyelid. She slowly managed to focus on the large blue pottery mug in front of her, wafting its caffeinated goodness to her nostrils.

  That wasn’t her mug. It wasn’t Bob’s mug. And he would never bring her coffee anyway.

  Those thoughts flitted through her head in nanoseconds. Then she remembered.