by Leah Brooke
Sam bent to touch his lips to her hair. “Relax in the tub.” He rose and grabbed the monitor. “Now that Casey’s asleep, I can have a beer. I’ll listen for her.”
Carson crouched next to her, reaching out to push aside a bubble covering her nipple. “I’m sleeping with you tonight. Let me know when you’re ready for bed.”
* * * *
Deanna soaked for more than a half-hour before getting out. After drying off, she pulled on her soft, thick robe, not bothering with a nightgown.
She made her way to the kitchen, surprised to find it empty.
Following the sound of their low voices, she went back out to the hallway and through the living room to an open door that had always been closed.
Moving to stand in the doorway of what appeared to be their office, she smiled when both looked up from their paperwork. “I’d wondered what was in this room.”
Carson grinned and sat back, patting his lap in invitation. “No rooms are off-limits to you. You can look around wherever you want. Come here.”
Glancing at Sam, who took a sip of his beer and watched her steadily, she started toward Carson. “I don’t want to interrupt you.”
“Now that you’re here, I can’t think of bills anyway.”
Slowing her steps, she sighed. “You don’t have to pay the rest of the money you owed to my uncle.”
Carson grinned. “You’re adorable. No, honey. That money goes into the trust and is yours. Stop worrying about it. Come here.”
Deanna went to him, smiling again when he caught her by the waist and lowered her to his lap.
With a giggle, she moved against the cock pushing against her bottom. “Now I know why you can’t concentrate on bills.”
Leaning her back against his arm, Carson parted the sides of her robe and ran a hand over her breast. “It’s all your fault. I want to feel your mouth on my cock.”
“Carson.”
Smiling at the warning in Sam’s voice, Deanna looked over at him, feeling beautiful and desirable under their gazes. “I want to learn how to please both of you. Will you teach me?”
With a curse, Sam rose and covered the distance between them. “Christ. Something tells me that we’re going to have to keep condoms in every room of the house.”
Carson got to his feet, stripping Deanna’s robe from her before settling her in his chair. With a curse, he unfastened his belt and pulled his jeans down, wrapping a hand around his thick cock as he leaned back against the desk. “You want to learn? Take my cock into your mouth and suck lightly. No teeth.”
Sam groaned. “Jesus, Carson. She’s new at this.”
As Deanna leaned forward, Carson slid his hand through her hair and to the back of her head, guiding her forward. “Fuck that. She’s too damned passionate to be held back. I wouldn’t want her to think we can’t keep up with her or that we can’t satisfy those passions.”
A rush of warmth went through her as she closed her lips over Carson’s cock, surprised to find how little of it actually fit in her mouth.
With barely the head inside, she began to suck on him as he’d told her, surprised when he groaned and both of his hands tightened in her hair.
Taking her hands in his, he pressed them against his thighs. “Fuck. Move your mouth up and down on my cock. Keep your hands where they are.”
Deanna heard Sam move, her breath catching at the rustle of clothing.
She heard the door close and the lock turning but knew that Casey’s monitor would enable her to hear her daughter.
Jolting when Sam’s hands closed on her breasts from behind, Deanna tightened her hold on Carson’s thighs, a moan of pleasure escaping.
With another curse, Carson moved her on his cock. “Keep going. No matter what Sam does to you, I want you to keep sucking my cock.”
A rush of moisture escaped to dampen his leather chair as Deanna began to suck harder.
Sam closed his fingertips on her nipples, bending to touch his lips to her ear. “When you moan, it vibrates against Carson’s cock.”
The tightening on her nipples sent jolts of fire to her clit, making it impossible not to squirm.
Chuckling, Sam tugged at her nipples. “Get him nice and hard, baby. He’s going to fuck that pussy nice and hard. I’m gonna go get the lube. I’m taking her ass.”
Deanna whimpered, the erotic threats arousing her even more.
Reveling in his taste, Deanna moved her mouth on Carson’s cock, his deep groans urging her on and encouraging her to explore.
“Damn, baby. You’re too good at that.”
Glowing under his praise, she sucked in a breath when he slid his hands to her breasts. “You know, of course, that every time I sit down in my chair to deal with paperwork I’m gonna be thinking about you sitting there. Naked. With those soft lips wrapped around my cock.”
Pleased with herself, she redoubled her efforts, her breath catching when she heard the door open and close again, the sound of the lock turning mingling with the sound of Carson’s groans.
Suddenly, Carson pulled his cock from her mouth and lifted her, turning and placing her on her back on top of his desk. Before she could draw a steady breath, Sam appeared above her head, fisting his cock and positioning the head of it against her lips.
Opening wide, she took the head of his cock inside and began to suck him as she had Carson, her entire body trembling in anticipation.
Hearing the rip of foil, Deanna reached for Sam, only to have him gather her hands in his and hold them in one of his much larger ones.
Using his free hand to caress her breasts, Sam groaned. “Damned good with that mouth.”
Carson ran his thumb over her clit—a simple caress that left her squirming on his desk. “She’s soaked.” He thrust into her with another groan. “Damn, those breasts are pretty.”
“Sensitive, too.”
Deanna cried out when Carson thrust into her at the same time Sam tightened his fingertips on her nipple.
Holding her thighs high and wide, Carson took her hard and fast. “I won’t let her come.”
Sam continued to rock his hips, fucking her mouth with his cock. “Good. I’d rather her learn to come with just a cock up her ass.”
Carson took her hard and fast, holding on to her thighs and making it impossible for her to move. “Christ, she’s clenching hard.”
“Flip her to her belly after you come.”
“Yes.” Carson groaned and surged deep, his cock pulsing inside her.
Sam slid his cock free of her mouth, bending to kiss her before moving around to the other side of the desk to join Carson.
Carson’s quick withdrawal from her pussy left her clenching at emptiness, the need for release leaving her squirming.
“Damn you! I need—oh!” She stilled at the sting of a sharp slap landing on her ass.
“I know what you need.” Sam’s husky voice had deepened even more, the sound of a cap being snapped shut her only warning before his hot hand covered her bottom, holding in the heat of his slap, his strong fingertips parting her ass cheeks wide and exposing her puckered opening.
Mortified that he saw so much, she wiggled and tried to close her legs but, with him standing between her thighs, found that she couldn’t.
Carson pressed a hand to her lower back. “Damn, that’s hot. Let me hold her open while you lube her up.”
Deanna groaned, her pussy and ass clenching when Carson closed a hand over each of her ass cheeks and parted her ass cheeks even wider.
“Careful. It’ll sting.”
It did sting, and it aroused Deanna even more that Sam knew it.
Sam pressed a cold, lubed finger against her opening. “I know it’s cold, baby, but too bad. I plan on fucking your ass hard, and I want to be able to move smooth and easy.”
Crying out when a cold finger plunged into her ass, Deanna gripped the edge of the desk. Unable to keep from clenching, she kicked her feet, as each time she tightened it intensified the stinging sensation. “I can’t
believe the th-things you d-do to me.”
“Believe them.” Sam withdrew suddenly, and after she heard the squirt of a generous amount of lube and, almost immediately, felt the thrust of his finger into her again.
Her toes curled when he firmly moved his finger around, pressing against her inner walls in a way that had her trembling helplessly, her clit burning.
“Ready to be fucked in the ass, baby?”
Another rip of foil sent a thrill through her, and she knew that any second, Sam would be thrusting his cock into her ass.
Leaning over her, Carson released his grip on her ass cheeks and slid a hand to her back while pressing his lips against her shoulder. “Sam looks like he wants it hard and fast, baby. You ready for a hard ass fuck?”
Squeezing her eyes closed, she fought to stop clenching, but the awareness in her ass and her need for release made it impossible. “God yes!”
Even though they spoke in rough terms, Deanna felt the affection pouring from them.
She trusted both of them enough to give herself in such a way and turned her face toward his. “I never knew it could be this way.”
Carson smiled. “Neither did I. I guess being in love with you makes all the difference.”
“You love me?”
“Of course.”
Sam thrust into her ass, filling her completely and forcing her inner walls to stretch to accommodate him. “We both love you, and if you think you’re leaving, you’re sadly mistaken.”
He fucked her ass as promised, hard and fast, holding her hips in his firm grip and taking her with a passion that curled her toes.
Her cries sounded desperate to her own ears, becoming harsher as her orgasm approached.
The raw sexuality of their lovemaking made her dizzy, sending her over in a rush of heat that stiffened her entire body.
Carson bent to cover her lips with his, muffling her cries as another wave of sensation crested, the feel of Sam’s cock pulsing with his own release deep inside her ass setting off another orgasm.
Sam groaned and, with his cock still imbedded in her ass, wrapped an arm around her and dropped into Carson’s chair.
Impaled on his cock, Deanna moaned and let her head drop back against his shoulder. “Sam.”
Sam covered her with her robe, slipping his hands under it and running them over her body. “I love you, baby. You gonna tell us you love us back?”
Forcing her eyes open, she smiled. “Of course, I love you, but how did you know that?”
Leaning back against his desk, Carson smiled and bent, gripping her chin and dropping a hard kiss on her lips. “Because it’s in your eyes. Because we know you.”
Sam covered her abdomen. “Because you weren’t upset at the thought of being pregnant, just how it would affect us. You know, of course, that we want babies with you.”
Carson sighed. “We still haven’t figured out which one of us is going to marry you, but understand that it doesn’t matter which one of us does. You, Casey, and any babies who come along all belong to both of us.”
Deanna blinked back tears. “Am I dreaming?”
Chuckling, Sam nuzzled her neck and eased her from his cock. “Do you usually have dreams of getting a marriage proposal with a cock up your ass?”
Giggling, Deanna slumped against him. “Well, this is a story we’ll never be able to tell our grandchildren.”
Carson grinned and helped her into her robe. “We’ll come up with a better story. This one we’ll keep all to ourselves.”
Chapter Seventeen
Thanksgiving came and went, and as the weeks went by, Deanna couldn’t stop wondering about Jimmy and the threat to Casey.
She looked over at Carson as he drove her to Dr. Scott’s office and lifted her wrist. “I’ll be glad to get this thing off.”
Carson turned to smile at her. “I’m just glad that you’re finally healed. Sam and I have been worried that we’ve been too rough with you.”
Deanna blinked. “Are you kidding? I love it. I love how you both want me.”
She’d slept each night next to one of them, each of them needing time alone with her, but most of the time, whether having sex or just talking, the three of them spent as much time together as possible.
To her surprise, Carson grimaced. “Sam and I have had a few bad moments concerning that. We’re afraid of reminding you of something from your past.”
Reaching out to touch his forearm, Deanna smiled. “Nothing about either one of you reminds me of Jimmy.” Sitting back, she eyed him. “You and Sam seem to like the role as Daddy. Casey thinks the sun rises and sets with both of you.”
Carson grinned and turned onto the street for the doctor’s office. “She’s adorable as hell. We’re doing our best to make sure she’s not scared anymore and to instill her with a sense of confidence. Little by little, she’s realizing that she’s safe, and she’s more at ease with the ranch hands.”
“And with Abe. I see her riding with him in the plow.”
“Abe gets a kick out of it. She’s sitting there next to him and sipping the hot chocolate he brings for her and waving at everybody like a homecoming queen.”
Laughing, Deanna shook her head. “Mary says everybody stops to wave back at her. She’s getting spoiled.”
Carson’s smile fell. “No. She’s not. We’re not about to let her think she can get away with everything. You were right. She needs boundaries. Structure. Rules. They make her feel safe. Secure. Besides, she’ll be a teenager before you know it, and she’s got to understand that she’ll have rules to live by. Children need fathers who are going to be there for them but are strong enough to give them the safety and security they need.”
Deanna groaned. “I can just imagine what it’ll be like when Casey starts dating.”
Carson shrugged. “Sam and I will take care of it. Anyone our daughters date is going to have to go through both of us.”
Sitting up, Deanna reached for her purse as they pulled into the doctor’s parking lot. “Are you and Sam sure about adopting her?”
She had to admit that it gave her a great sense of relief to know that if anything happened to her, Casey would be raised on the ranch by Sam and Carson and Jimmy couldn’t get to her.
Carson parked the truck and frowned and turned to her. “Of course. Len’s supposed to have the paperwork done sometime next week.”
Reaching over, he lifted her chin. “What’s bothering you, baby?”
Deanna shivered. “Not hearing anything from or about Jimmy. I want to believe the police caught him, but wouldn’t we have known about that by now?”
Carson sighed and released her, pulling the key from the ignition. “Yeah. He’s probably hiding out somewhere. We got those two reports that he’d robbed two more liquor stores a couple of weeks ago, but we haven’t heard anything since. Don’t worry. If he shows up here, we’re ready for him.”
Walking beside him into the doctor’s office, Deanna smiled. “I found the whistle.”
“Oh?” Carson opened the door and, with a hand at her back, urged her inside. “What about it?”
“She told me that you bought it for her and told her that if she blew it, men would come running.”
“They would have.” Carson’s lips twitched. “We worried at first that she would blow it all the time to see if it worked, but when we read the story about the boy who cried wolf to her, and made her promise not to blow the whistle until it was an emergency, she was smart enough to get it.”
* * * *
After another week passed without hearing anything about Jimmy, Deanna got up one morning in time to catch Sam and Carson having breakfast.
Accepting a cup of coffee from Mary, Deanna kissed each of them and lowered herself to the chair between them. “I wanted to ask you something while Casey’s still asleep.”
Sam’s gaze flicked to Carson and back again. “Something wrong?”
Mary cleared her throat. “I’m going to go strip the beds.”
Once she
left the room, Deanna sighed. “I just wanted to ask you about a Christmas tree.”
Sam sipped his coffee and lowered his cup. “What about it? We can go pick one out whenever you want. If you don’t want to go, Carson and I can go get one.”
“So you don’t have a problem with getting a tree?”
Carson offered her his last slice of bacon. “Of course not. We’ve never had a tree before, but it’s only been the two of us and we didn’t bother.” He smiled and glanced at Sam. “I’m sure Casey loves having a Christmas tree.”
Deanna’s breath hitched. “She’s never had one.”
“Excuse me?” The anger in Sam’s voice made her feel a little better.
“Jimmy didn’t allow it. Said it was a waste of money and too much trouble. I couldn’t carry it myself, and he didn’t want to be bothered.”
“Jesus.” Carson rose and poured himself another cup of coffee. “Of course you can have a damned tree. We’ll have to go get decorations.”
Sitting up, Deanna grinned. “I was going to go to the general store today. They have so many, and I thought Casey would like to go with me to pick some out. I know you’re both busy today with the men coming to buy horses, and I thought I’d keep Casey busy shopping for Christmas decorations.”
Sam rose and bent to touch his lips to hers. “Have fun, baby. Just don’t lift anything heavy.”
Wrapping her arms around his neck, she cuddled against him. “Stop babying me.”
Wrapping an arm around her back, Sam straightened, holding her against him. “In case your memory’s slipping, we haven’t used condoms when we take your pussy for weeks.”
Deanna’s face burned, and she looked quickly around to make sure Mary hadn’t returned. “Shh.”
Coming up behind her, Carson bent to touch his lips to her ear. “Just for your ass and I had to go buy another box the other day.”
Laughing softly, Sam lowered her to her feet. “Have fun shopping, baby. Tonight we’ll all go and pick out a tree.”
* * * *
“Are you sure we’re gonna go get a Christmas twee tonight?”