Counting Her Blessings [Riverbend, Texas Heat 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Marla Monroe

  Brody’s big hands spread her legs so that she was totally exposed to his gaze. Her wet pussy would be glittering in the light. She relaxed her thighs and let her legs flop back so that there was more room between them. Then Brody was there, fitting his sheathed cock at her opening. She looked up at him as he leaned on one hand while feeding his hard-as-nails cock into her pussy. He wasn’t as thick as Lamar, but he was longer, and she knew that he would bump her cervix once he got going.

  “I’m going to fill you so full of my dick that you won’t be able to think of anything else.”

  He pumped in and out of her in long slow slides as he slowly increased the depth and then the speed. By the time she had Lamar ready to climax, Brody was thrusting in and out of her cunt, grazing her sweet spot with each pass of his cock.

  “Aw, hell, baby. I love your mouth.” Lamar tugged on her hair as she swallowed around him when he was as deep in her throat as she could comfortably take him.

  She used her teeth on the way back up then sucked him down again. She continued over and over until he grasped the top of the headboard, his knuckles turning white as he pumped his cum down her throat in fast, hot spurts. He yelled out her name and then grasped her head, massaging it until she backed off of him, trailing his cum from the corners of her mouth.

  “I’d keep your cock away from her mouth now, Lamar. I’ve been holding back until you were finished so she wouldn’t bite it off.” Brody readjusted his stance and lifted her bottom off the bed with her legs over his arms.

  “Caitlyn, baby. I think you’re in for it.” Lamar panted as he spoke.

  She couldn’t say anything because at that moment, Brody slammed into her with the full length of his long cock. She yelped at the sudden attack to her cervix but then hummed her approval as it turned into pleasure. He backed off a little with the next thrust, and she reached up to run her hands up his abdomen to his chest. She loved the light roughness from the sparse chest hair. He leaned farther over her so that she could reach more of him.

  “If you have the ability to play with my chest, I’m not doing something right.” Brody grunted as he pulled out.

  “What are you doing?” She panicked that he was going to just stop fucking her.

  “Turning you over so I can get to you better.”

  He positioned her on her hands and knees, and then he gently pushed against her back until her face was on the covers. She dug her fingers into the soft comforter and spread her legs to give herself some traction.

  “Damn, your ass looks good from back here. Lamar, come look at her pussy. It’s all pink and wet.”

  “Look,” Lamar said. “She’s dripping juice down her leg.”

  “Please, Brody. Fuck me. I need you in me.”

  “Easy, Caitydid. I’ll take care of you. I’ll always take care of you.” He pushed his rigid dick deep into her pussy as he reassured her.

  She sighed and curled her toes when he pulled out and thrust in once again. Each time he bumped up against her cervix, she felt her orgasm growing. Heat burned along her spine and through her bloodstream. Her body began to tingle all over as she slowly climbed upward toward her peak.

  Brody slapped her ass cheek on one side then again on the other. The sweet sting added to the general burn that seemed to permeate every cell of her body. The more he spanked her, the hotter the fire grew. Then he reached around beneath her and ran his finger through her pussy from where they were joined to her clit.

  “Ah! God, yes. Please touch me there.”

  “Not yet, Caity. Not yet.”

  “I can’t stand it. I need to come, Brody. Please!” She knew she was begging, but she couldn’t help it.

  The pleasure was just out of reach. Even with him hitting her cervix and spanking her ass, she wasn’t quite there. It was as if he knew just how much he could torment her without sending her into orgasm. He played her like an expensive instrument until she was begging and then cursing him.

  He began rotating his hips with each thrust so that he hit her G-spot. The growing potential of unbelievable pleasure expanded even more and she began to fear it, feared that it would be more than she could handle. Now her body fought to resist the temptation to fly into her climax. She would never survive such an explosion as the one on the horizon appeared to be. She couldn’t believe that Brody was tormenting her like this. Surely he realized that it was too much for her to handle.

  Still, he didn’t slow down or stop his stimulation of her body as his measured thrusts lost their rhythm. He growled at her then reached around her to locate her clit.

  “You’re going to come before I do.”

  Brody pinched her clit as he slammed into her, bumping against her cervix once more. She screamed out as pain and pleasure morphed into ecstasy and the promise of something more. She felt her entire body contract as she shot up, up into the sky without a parachute. Surely she would die when she made it back down.

  Instead, she slowly floated back down along with birds and butterflies and energy. Then she felt Brody spasm inside her as he thrust one last time before emptying his cum into the condom. She could still feel the scalding hot seed as it filled the condom to capacity. He collapsed over her without a thought to his weight, she was sure. Then Lamar crawled over to them and slapped his brother upside the head.

  “You’re squishing her, Brody. Hell, you’re probably suffocating her.” He pulled on his brother’s arm and finally got Brody off of her. He rolled over to the side, his cock pulling loose from her with a soggy pop.

  “Fuck, the condom.” He reached back and pulled it from her where it had come off. Then he climbed off the bed and padded to the bathroom. He returned a few seconds later with a warm bath cloth and cleaned her up.

  “I’m not sure, but I think I caught it before any leaked out.”

  “I’m not on birth control, Brody. I never thought I could get pregnant before.”

  “It’s okay, baby. We’ll take good care of you and the baby if it happens. Don’t worry about it.”

  “That’s easy for you to say. You’re not the one who carries it around and gives birth.” She huffed out a breath and rolled over to her back. Lamar was on one side with Brody on the other.

  “I’m not going to worry about it because it probably won’t happen. It’s a one-in-a-million chance.”

  “Yeah,” Lamar said. “It only takes that one time to do the trick, though.”

  Chapter Sixteen

  Brody thought about the possibility of a baby all day as they worked in their shop. He couldn’t get it out of his head that he might be a father. Hell, he and Lamar would be great fathers. He hadn’t approached Lamar to see what he thought about it. He was sure his brother would be fine with a baby, but he hadn’t wanted to broach the subject yet.

  What if she really were pregnant and still decided to move to Austin? What would they do? She would be taking their baby with her. He frowned.

  “What are you scowling about over there?” Lamar pulled off his helmet and stared at him.

  “Just thinking too hard.”

  “Are you worrying about her being pregnant? ‘Cause if you are, get over it. It wasn’t her fault. It was ours because we weren’t careful.”

  “I’m not going to blame her. I’m not even upset about it. I’m just thinking that it would mean a lot of changes in all of our lives. I take it you’re happy about the possibility.”

  “I wouldn’t be upset if she turned up pregnant, but I hope it doesn’t happen. She would have too much to deal with at one time. Between being pregnant and moving from Mississippi and starting a new business…”

  “You’re assuming she is going to stay here with us.” Brody interrupted him.

  Lamar winced and looked away. “Yeah. I guess I’m not letting myself believe otherwise. I can’t imagine living without her, Brody.”

  “I know what you mean. But we have to face facts. She might not stay with us. We still have time to convince her, but if she ends up pregnant, we might have trou
ble.”

  He watched his brother’s shoulders sink. He guessed Lamar had told himself that it was a done deal. She was with them now and would be from now on. Brody had known better than to let his hopes get up. He shored up his heart once again, because he knew that more than likely, she wouldn’t stay there in Riverbend.

  Brody finished the length of pipe he was working on and decided to take a break. He needed some coffee. Neither he nor Lamar had gotten much sleep the night before. Neither had Caitlyn for that matter. He grinned. She had seemed to be walking a little slowly that morning. He figured she would be a bit sore. They would need to go easy on her tonight.

  Call her, Brody. Ask her how she’s feeling. He shook his head to rid himself of the thought. That was more along the lines of what Lamar would do. He pursed his lips and called Lamar over to the office.

  “What?” Lamar called back but didn’t stop what he was doing.

  “Come here. I have something for you to do.”

  Lamar sighed and dropped the length of pipe he was machining to fit something. When he walked up to the office, Brody handed him a cup of coffee. Lamar took a sip before he lifted an eyebrow with a questioning look aimed Brody’s way.

  “I thought you might call Caity and see how she’s doing this morning. We had her up late last night and I noticed she seemed like she was a little sore. You know, between the legs.” Brody stood back so that his brother could reach the phone.

  “Why me?”

  “You’re better at that sort of stuff than I am. I’m liable to hurt her feelings or say something out of line.”

  “You’re right about that.” Lamar sighed and reached over to grab the phone.

  “Put it on speakerphone so I can hear.”

  “Fine.” Lamar pushed the button to turn it on then dialed the store where she was working on the mail-order business for the day. Brody watched each button as he pushed it.

  Then the phone rang. Brody closed his eyes and imagined her hurrying from the front of the store to the back where the phone was located. They hadn’t hooked up one in the front part yet. They needed to think about doing that in the near future. Something could happen while she was up front and not able to get to the back. Right now, he was more interested in hearing her voice answer the phone.

  “Um, hello?” She sounded winded. He had been right. She’d had to run to catch the phone. He hoped she didn’t knock anything off and break it. She would feel obligated to pay for it, and he knew she was on a limited budget.

  “Hey, Caity. It’s Lamar. How are you feeling? Are you about finished?”

  “I’m fine. Just really busy, is all.”

  “There weren’t but about three packages to wrap when we looked yesterday,” Lamar said.

  “Just three? They sure multiplied overnight.” She huffed out a breath. “I’ve just packed up my fifth box for the afternoon. I’ll take them to the post office around four so I don’t have to come back if I don’t want to. It’s usually only one or two days a week.”

  “I didn’t think there were but a few each week.” Lamar looked over at Brody and shrugged.

  “Yeah, well, people have been busy buying evidently. The store isn’t even officially open, and I keep getting people stopping by and pointing at stuff in the window and slip their information under the door for me to find and fill their order. I guarantee you that they will show up at quitting time to get their gifts.”

  Brody could hear the laughter in her voice. She wasn’t really fussing. She enjoyed it. Plus, she got to play with some of the items as well. The Southworths’ store catered to an eclectic group of people. Lamar and Brody both would be going there a lot more in the future. They sold adult-themed gifts. Brian and Andy were running the mail-order business, leaving the store and its sexy-looking underwear for her to deal with.

  “Hey, sexy.” Brody smiled, knowing she was scowling across the phone line. Instead of telling him to stop calling her that, she sighed.

  “Hey, Brody. How are you and Lamar doing?”

  “Lamar is right here, baby. Doing fine. Wishing you were here, though.”

  Brody shook his head. “How are you feeling after all of our, um activity last night and this morning?”

  The other side of the phone line was deathly quiet for a few seconds. Then Caitlyn spoke up a little clearer than before.

  “I’m fine. Maybe a little sore, but nothing that won’t heal. Why?” Brody could hear the caution in her question. “Because I know how to apply a Band-Aid, take ibuprofen when I need to, and how to say no, if I need to.”

  “Don’t mind him, Caity.” Lamar pulled the phone closer to him. “Do you need help with the post office this morning? It sounds like you have a lot to mail.”

  “It’s all small stuff. I can handle it. I’ll let you know if I get anything large. I’m not going to try and carry something big if I can help it. So don’t worry that I won’t ask, because I will.”

  “Good girl.” Brody couldn’t help but chime in.

  “I’m not talking to you right now.”

  Lamar chuckled and punched him on the shoulder. Brody grinned. He knew she was kidding.

  “I need to go, you two. I’ll see you at dinner tonight.”

  “Call us if you need us.”

  “Bye, guys.” The phone went dead with a click.

  “Do you think she sounds a little friendlier toward us?” Brody asked after a few seconds.

  “I don’t know. She’s always been friendly. We need to try and convince her to stay here, but I’m afraid to alienate us by bringing it up too much.”

  “I was thinking the same thing. The more time I spend with her, the greater my chances of saying something to screw it up.”

  Lamar opened his mouth to say something, and Brody had a feeling he knew what it was.

  “Don’t even say it, because I’m not going to stay away from her.”

  “It was just a thought. You’re the one who said you couldn’t keep your mouth shut.”

  Brody shook his head and went back to working on the section of pipe he was trying to fit. Somehow, he had to figure out a way to convince her to stay. If she turned out to be pregnant, he might have a better chance, but she would always feel pressured into it for the baby’s sake. He didn’t really want her to feel like she didn’t have a choice. He wanted her to have the choice and still choose them. He wanted them to be the life she chose for herself.

  * * * *

  Caitlyn locked up the store at the end of the week, tired but satisfied. Her brother’s business was growing already and they hadn’t even advertised nor had a grand opening. She was selling from their inventory both by mail from their webpage and to walk-ins who wanted to look around. She didn’t have the heart to tell them no when they wanted to buy something.

  She had even given a few of the older women of the town a tour of the store. Each of the four women had bought something. She was sure Brian would fuss when they got back, but he’d see the bank account and change his tune awful fast. She hoped she had ordered the right things from their distributor and that they would come in soon. The inventory was getting pretty low.

  Checking the lock, she picked up her satchel and turned to head out to her SUV. She couldn’t wait to get in the shower when she got to the guys’ house. When she drew closer to the vehicle, there was a man leaning against her car door. She slowed up and stopped a few feet away.

  “Can I help you?”

  “You’re the young lady living with Brody and Lamar, right?”

  “That’s right.” She cringed inside. Was he going to tell her what a whore she was? She started to turn around to go back inside the store.

  Someone walked up behind her, crowding close to her. She could smell body odor and didn’t want to turn to see who it was. Instead, she stiffened, biting her lower lip.

  The other man pushed off of the SUV and walked toward her. She had nowhere to go. He stopped right in front of her so that she could see his eyes were brown and smell his breath. He
’d had something with garlic earlier. The odor wafted by her nose just before he reached out and wrapped his hand around her neck and squeezed.

  “Listen to me very closely. I want you to take a message back to them for me. Understand?”

  She nodded her head the best she could.

  “They need to step away from government contracting jobs. They need to be happy with what they’ve got and stop horning in on my territory, namely, national, state, county, and city government jobs. I want them to drop this latest contract they’ve picked up from the state, and you’re going to convince them to do it for me.”

  “Why do you think they will listen to me?”

  “Because they are good guys and wouldn’t like for anything to happen to you.”

  Caitlyn’s insides froze as the insinuation that something might happen to her sank in. He was threatening her. She was tired of being used by people. She jerked free of the man’s hand.

  “You can tell them yourself. I’m not a damn message system. Move out of my way.”

  He stared at her for a few seconds then nodded his head and stepped away from the door of the SUV. The man behind her didn’t grab her either. She lifted her chin and pushed the little button on her key fob to unlock the door. Then she walked toward it and reached out to the handle. Suddenly the side of her face was slammed against the window and someone whispered into her ear.

  “Tell them before something more serious happens to you—or them.” The hand pressed harder for a few seconds then released the pressure.

  She stood there trying to catch her breath for a few seconds before turning around and finding there was no one there. She fought down the panic that threatened to overwhelm her. She felt something trickle down her face and realized it was blood—her blood. She reached up and found a small knot growing above her eyebrow. Her hand came away with blood on it, shaking as she looked at it. She swallowed hard and wiped the blood on her jeans. Then she climbed into the car and after closing and locking the door, grabbed a handful of tissues to staunch the bleeding.

  Caitlyn didn’t know what to do. She caught her reflection in the rearview mirror and realized two things. One, she looked scared, and two, she was going to have a black eye by the looks of it. Her cheek was already darkening.