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

by Morgan Henry

  Home awaited them. Logan had taken the chance Mary would join them and had the master suite made up and ready. He left Mary to Derek’s care and went ahead to light the candles. By the time the other two arrived, the room had just enough romantic light to make Mary’s skin glow.

  Derek tossed Mary’s bag at the foot of the bed. “Shower?” he asked.

  “Oh, yes please!” Mary padded to the bathroom, but Derek caught her around the waist.

  “Hang on,” he ordered over her little shriek of surprise. “I think we want to see what you were flashing earlier.”

  Hell yes. Logan had caught that glimpse of red lace and had been aching for more. He started to unbutton his dress shirt, the tie long gone, and watched Mary.

  She gave them a saucy wink and reached for the hem of the dress. Ever so slowly, she inched it up her thighs and slowly revealed the bright red of the tiny panties. She turned around so he could see it was a thong.

  Logan regretted being such a gentleman all night. He wished he had inched his hands up her thighs and played with that string flossed into her ass. He shucked the rest of his clothes, Derek copying him.

  She tossed the dress aside and turned to reveal the lacy bra that matched the thong. He could see her nipples through the revealing cups, and the nubs were already hard and begging for his attention.

  Logan heard Derek groan and knew he was thinking the same things.

  “Take it off for us, sunshine.” Derek’s voice was hoarse.

  Logan shucked the rest of his own clothes as Mary removed her bra for them. She did it slowly, giving them a good show. Shrugging out of each strap, she held the cups to her breasts before slowly inching them down. She tossed the bra aside as well and pinched her own nipples.

  Logan and Derek groaned in unison this time.

  She turned around and peeled the thong off, giving them a glorious view of her generous ass. There was no way Derek was going to leave that alone tonight. Logan would bet on it. Not that he was complaining.

  Mary sauntered over to them. She boldly grabbed their cocks and started to stroke. “Maybe we should shower after,” she offered.

  Logan couldn’t help but give a little laugh. It amazed him the way Mary completely let go of her slightly prim facade and became a siren when it came to sex with them. He loved it. It was his and Derek’s secret that only they knew about Miss Mary.

  Not letting go of their dicks, Mary knelt in front of them. She urged them to stand side by side and took Logan’s cock in her mouth.

  His head tipped back as the warm heat of her mouth encased the head. Her tongue swirled around, and he hissed at the pleasure of it.

  As much as he enjoyed the sensation, he didn’t want to miss the visuals either. He forced himself to open his eyes. He looked down to see Mary’s head tipped back just a bit so he could see his dick sliding back and forth in her mouth. She had freshened her lipstick and the dark colour against his cock made it look all the more erotic.

  She hadn’t let go of Derek. Her hand pumped him in time with her lips on Logan. Christ, he could feel his balls tighten, and he was in danger of going off already. How embarrassing.

  “Sunshine,” he ground out between gritted teeth. “Give Derek some of that heaven.”

  Mary gave him a saucy wink that said she knew exactly why he was sharing and switched to Derek.

  It was just so damn hot watching Mary suck his brother’s dick. She went at him with the same enthusiasm she had sucked Logan, so he knew exactly what his brother was feeling. Derek didn’t hold back, moaning and telling Mary how much she pleased him and how much they loved her.

  Logan put his own hand over Mary’s, loving her touch and the way he felt connected to her with their hands joined on his cock. He helped her pump his cock, slowly, as he watched. Sure enough, soon Derek was begging Mary to stop, likely for the same reason Logan had.

  Logan took pity on Derek when Mary wouldn’t let go. He pulled Mary’s hand off his own cock and knelt down and slid his fingers into Mary’s dripping pussy. He rubbed hard enough on her clit to make her gasp, and Derek took the opportunity to pull out.

  “Bad sunshine,” Derek said sternly, but there was no sting in his voice.

  Logan still had his fingers inside Mary, and his other arm was around her, anchoring her against his chest.

  God, she felt good there. He felt a surge of love and wild joy that she was here and belonged to the two of them. It made him feel like the king of the world that they were together again.

  Derek knelt in front of them and slid his hands under Mary’s ass. “Let’s put her on the bed.”

  Logan pulled his fingers from her pussy, and they lifted and stood together. Mary gave a little yelp as they tossed her on the bed.

  Derek pounced on her, his long body pinning her down as he kissed her as though the storm outside was ending the world.

  Logan followed them onto the bed at a more leisurely pace. He slid open the drawer on the nightstand and pulled out the lube and condoms. Mary was so wrapped up in her kisses with Derek she didn’t notice.

  Derek pulled off her mouth and slid down Mary’s body. He latched onto her pussy, and Mary instantly started to writhe.

  “Don’t let her come,” warned Logan.

  Derek pulled off and looked at him incredulously then gave a half-smile as he remembered what he and Logan had discussed. “No way.”

  Chapter 29

  Derek had been so happy to get his lips on Mary’s pussy again he almost forgot their plan to take Mary at the same time.

  He was a little surprised at himself. Derek wasn’t usually one to forget a plan, and he had been the one to spearhead their discussion on how to make this good for Mary.

  She had been out of their bed for a while now, and all the prep they had done to take her ass might have faded some. So he and Logan had planned to have Mary so crazed with desire and the need to orgasm she would be a bit more pliable for their double penetration.

  He turned his attention back to Mary’s pussy and blew on her clit. She wiggled and tried to spear herself a little harder on his fingers. She was close.

  “Oh no, sunshine. Not yet,” he told her and gave her the tiniest lick. He couldn’t resist—she was delicious.

  “Yes, yet!” she demanded petulantly.

  Logan had moved closer to her and pinched her nipple. “It will be so much better if you hang on,” he cooed into her ear. “We’re going to make you come so hard you won’t walk for days.”

  She gave a little “grr” sound and nipped Logan’s lip. “But I need you so badly,” she appealed, her voice gentle and coaxing.

  Logan laughed. “Let her have one. We’ll just build her up again.”

  “You’re such a pushover.” Derek turned to Mary. “Logan will make you come, but not until I get a plug in your ass.”

  Mary winked at him again. “You’re the boss,” she purred.

  It was Derek’s turn to laugh. “You’re full of it,” he teased. “I’m no Dom, so don’t bother to try to play me.”

  He left the heaven between her legs and raided the nightstand for a plug and lube. He picked the medium-sized one, not as big as his cock but enough to start to get her opened up for them.

  When he turned back, Mary had her ass in the air for him. Thank God she loved anal play. He didn’t know how things would have been with the three of them if he didn’t think there was any hope of him and Logan being in her at the same time.

  He playfully slapped her on the ass.

  She moaned and wiggled for him, so he did it again.

  “I think she likes it. Maybe we’ll have to do more spanking,” Logan observed.

  “I think you boys have done plenty over the past month,” replied Mary, and then she hissed as Derek pushed the tip of the lubed plug against her rosette.

  “And yet, we still want more.” Derek pushed the plug in slowly, stopping frequently to fuck her ass gently with it. She was tight again, and he didn’t want to hurt her.

 
Logan switched from playing with her nipples to toying with her labia and rimming her pussy. Mary responded by trying to push back onto the plug faster.

  Derek let her. She succeeded in seating the plug firmly in her ass. He liked the look of the purple flange seated between her cheeks, preventing the plug from being sucked into her rectum. They didn’t need that kind of disaster to end the evening.

  “I think we’ll let Logan play with your pussy a little.” Derek laid back and pulled Mary’s back against his chest. He hooked his legs around hers and spread her wide, wrapping his arms around hers and securing them against her torso.

  At the angle of her body, he would be sure she could feel the plug in her ass with every move.

  Logan reached forward and rubbed her pussy with his knuckles. Then he brought his flattened fingers down onto her pussy with a sharp tap.

  Mary gave a little cry, and then it turned into a moan. “Oh God! That shouldn’t feel that good.”

  Logan continued to smack her pussy occasionally between licking and rubbing her clit and occasionally tapping the plug. Mary writhed and jerked, her face and breasts flushed, and a slight sheen of sweat made her glow. She didn’t hold back her cries of pleasure or demands for more.

  It didn’t take long for her to come, letting out a glorious wail.

  Her pussy was bright pink and puffy with the stimulation. It pulsed on nothing, and they could see the plug move as her ass convulsed on it as well. That was going to be amazing when it was his dick.

  Mary collapsed, panting, going boneless in his arms.

  A wave of satisfaction filled Derek. He felt powerful that he could be part of giving her such intense pleasure. He couldn’t believe he had almost let her go. What a mistake that would have been.

  Derek nuzzled the top of her head, smelling her light perfume and the musky scent of sex. “I’m so glad you’re here, sunshine.”

  He untangled his legs from hers and rolled her over. Logan shifted so that Mary was sandwiched between them on her side.

  “You two are frighteningly good at this sex stuff,” Mary said, throwing a leg over Logan’s hip and pressing her shoulders into Derek’s chest.

  “I would say it takes two, but in this case, it takes three. It’s never been this good, Mary. Your sexy, wanton side brings out the best in us,” Derek said, looking at Logan and knowing his brother felt the same.

  “That’s true, sunshine. I love the fact that you don’t hold back.”

  “But you two have.” Mary’s voice dropped. “I think I need to do something about that.” She wiggled against their erect cocks.

  “Oh, you will. But it’s going to happen our way.” Derek rolled her nipples between his fingers and thumbs, happy that they instantly pointed out and flushed pink.

  Mary gave a heavy sigh. “I guess so. But do you really think you can get me all hot again?”

  * * * *

  Mary realized she had just thrown down quite a gauntlet in front of her two men with that statement. She giggled, unable to keep up the pretense of disinterest.

  “You’re a brat.” Logan poked his cock between her legs to rub her still sensitive folds. “A sexy, nymphomaniac brat. Just what we ordered.”

  She shuddered. Her pussy was still overly sensitive. Who knew that was going to be so good? She’d never thought she would enjoy someone smacking her genitals, but that had been a hell of an orgasm.

  Logan and Derek could play her body better than any lover she’d ever had or could imagine. She could feel herself starting to tingle from their caresses, and the desire started to burn as they coaxed the little flame, which was always theirs to start, to burn hotter.

  Derek tugged and pulled on her nipples, kneading her breasts too, with just enough force to be pleasurable, not enough to hurt. They had learned she didn’t like any pain associated with her nipples, just firm pressure.

  Logan’s magnificent cock teased her cunt, rubbing her as she coated him with her juices. Mary groaned. What, three seconds of this and she was ready to jump on them all over again?

  “Your ass is mine tonight, Mary,” Derek whispered into her ear. “That tight hole is going to open for me, and you’re going to scream with pleasure.”

  She shuddered. He was right. She would scream. She loved it when they played with her ass, but she was worried about handling both of them together. Apparently a woman could fit a baby out of her pelvis though, so she shouldn’t be that worried about two cocks, right? She needed to repeat that a few more times before she believed it.

  Derek licked and nipped the back of her neck, and she trembled. His stubble scraped lightly on her skin. That area was a hot spot for her, and she knew that he knew it.

  She heard the snick of the lube bottle and the crinkle of a condom wrapper. Logan reached around and parted her ass cheeks.

  “Mine.” Derek bit her earlobe.

  She felt his hand on the plug in her ass, and he pulled it out. Immediately he pressed the head of his cock against her still gaping hole. He was bigger than the plug. She was sure he was twice as wide. Maybe more.

  She heard herself whimper. It burned.

  “Easy, Mary.” Derek’s calm voice filled her ear. “Push out and breathe.”

  Logan leaned closer and nipped her lower lip. “You heard him. Breathe.”

  She did. Panting a little she focused on the pleasure of their hands and the trust she had in them. Slowly, carefully, Derek gained inches with his cock. Finally, he was fully seated in her ass.

  It was incredible. She was impaled. She was invaded. Speared, skewered, harpooned.

  And she liked it.

  Derek moved in and out, just a little.

  “Yes,” she moaned. “Oh, more please!”

  Both of them gave growls of happiness.

  Logan donned his own condom and pulled her leg over his hip.

  He pressed in, filling her vagina with his cock. “Oh fuck yes,” he hissed.

  If Mary thought she was impaled before, it was nothing compared to now. It wasn’t that she felt doubly full. The sensation was exponentially more. There was no room in her. It was impossible.

  And it was good. So very, very good.

  “Please.” A hoarse whisper from her now.

  She could feel them both trembling, just a tiny bit, from holding back. They set up a slow rhythm. In and out, first one, then the other. There wasn’t a moment when she wasn’t filled with cock. She didn’t know where one of the three of them started and ended. They were connected.

  They built up speed.

  Mary could feel another orgasm building in her. It loomed, like thunderclouds in the distance. Growing closer and almost threatening in its intensity, she felt the power of it build in her abdomen. Finally the storm broke, lightning striking her clit and sizzling in an instant along every nerve, overloading her brain and taking her, screaming, into a pleasure oblivion.

  She was dimly aware in her happiness that Logan and Derek climaxed with her, cocks pulsing in her body.

  The moment stilled them all.

  Panting, they lay, still connected, all too overwhelmed with emotion and exhaustion to move.

  “You are two amazing, wonderful men,” Mary croaked.

  “We love you, sunshine,” Logan murmured into her hair, and Derek rumbled his agreement.

  Mary keenly felt the loss as they slipped their softening cocks from her body. Her pussy and anus tried to grasp what was no longer there, and she mourned a little in the floaty place that was her post-coital home.

  She came back to them when Derek eased his arms around her and pulled her up. “Shower, sunshine. You’ll regret it if we don’t.”

  “No,” she whined but knew he was right. She would feel awful in the morning if she didn’t at least rinse off.

  Derek carried her to the warmed shower enclosure, and together, he and Logan soaped and rinsed her body quickly. She wanted to reciprocate, to show them as much caring as they had shown her, but Derek and Logan had other ideas.

 
Derek had showered quickly first and stepped out to dry as Logan rinsed her then edged her into Derek’s arms so he could dry her. Normally the intimate strokes of the warmed towel wielded by her lover’s hands would have her interested in more, but she was so sleepy.

  “C’mon, Mary. Let’s get some sleep.” Logan scooped her into his arms and carried her to their bed.

  She swore she was asleep before they got there.

  Chapter 30

  Mary slid the croissants in the oven. She had gotten up extra early on Christmas day to make breakfast for Derek, Logan, and their parents. The scent of the baking pastry would mingle with the smell of the tree and the fire, making it smell like the Christmas of her dreams.

  She glanced over at the living room. She had lit the fire, which was crackling nicely against the cold outside. It had started snowing before Hanna’s and Cailynn’s weddings, and every flake that fell seemed to stick around. It wasn’t enough to shut down the roads, thank goodness, and it made Christmas seem extra Christmas-y.

  Sammy came padding into the kitchen looking for handouts. Mary gave him a cat treat then put on the coffee.

  Mary had lost the “fight” on staying with Derek and Logan. Not that she had really put up much of a fuss. The last week had been too good for that, and since she was staying with them, it made sense to have Sammy there.

  Jane and Robert, Derek and Logan’s parents, loved Sammy, too. The little cat was soaking up affection and heat from the fire in more or less equal amounts all day, every day. Maybe a little more on the affection side. A Christmas stocking had appeared on the mantel for him this morning, and it wasn’t from Mary.

  She looked at the fireplace again. Sammy’s sock was hanging, but the rest were settled on the hearth. One for each of them, including Mary.

  Derek’s, Logan’s, Jane’s, and Robert’s were all well loved from the years of use, but Mary’s and Sammy’s were stiffly new. Sammy’s had mice chasing each other around the sock while Mary’s had a cat playing with an ornament. Apparently crafty Jane had been busy before coming back to Hardwick Bay.