Happy in the Border Lands

by Marla Monroe

  “No, you don’t. You stay where you are. Ty, go pick up the tools and put them back up. Once you finish that, I’ll finish dinner and we can all sit down to eat. Lucille needs a little while longer on the couch.” Jeff wasn’t about to let their woman get up so soon.

  He settled on the couch with her head in his lap while he waited for Ty to return. He amused himself by running his fingers through her wild hair while she rested with her eyes closed and the ice pack on her cheek.

  “I’m sorry I caused all this,” she said once again.

  “It’s not your fault, hon. Stop thinking about it. We’ll work something out so it doesn’t happen again. It’s not fair to expect you to remain cooped up in the house all the time. Now stop thinking about it and rest.” His belly growled, and she giggled.

  “Someone’s hungry.”

  Jeff chuckled. “Can’t lie there. Soon as Ty returns, I’ll work on finishing supper and we can all eat. I’m sure he’s just as hungry as I am. What about you?”

  She winced. “I’m not really very hungry. My stomach’s a little sick feeling.”

  “Probably from getting hit in the face. Try to eat if you can. If not, you’ll feel better in the morning and will eat a good breakfast,” Jeff said.

  Ty returned and took Jeff’s place keeping Lucille company while Jeff moved to the kitchen to work on supper. He worried about Lucille having a slight concussion from the blow to her face. He wondered if they needed to wake her up every two hours or not. Finally, he decided that she was okay and didn’t need to be woken up since she had been hit only the one time and it was on the cheek. He finished warming up the meal and called them in to eat. Lucille ate a small amount, and the three of them went upstairs once the kitchen was cleaned and the leftovers put away.

  The last thing Jeff thought about before he fell asleep was that he could have lost his Lucille without ever telling her how much he cared for her. He needed to do that before something else happened. But when was the best time? Was there ever a best time? He didn’t know.

  Chapter Eight

  Lucille waited anxiously for Ty’s return. He’d gone to their neighbors where Holly lived to warn them about the man who’d tried to abduct her. He was due back within the next hour. While he was gone, she was staying close to Jeff out in the garden while he worked the soil to keep the weeds down and the ground aeriated for the plants. She’d tried to help, but he refused to allow her to.

  “There’s no need for you to end up with blisters on your hands, hon. You have enough to do as it is. Just keep close and enjoy the sunshine until Ty returns,” Jeff said.

  Finally, Ty returned with a backpack full of apple and peach jelly. He grinned and wrapped Lucille up in his arms before setting her back down and filling them in on his trip.

  “They were appreciative for the heads-up. Holly sends her love, Lucille. She’s really getting big. Fussed at me for saying fat, by the way.”

  Lucille hit him on the arm. “She’s not fat. She’s carrying a baby, you idiot.”

  “Hey, I know that.” Ty chuckled and rubbed his arm. “Anyway, they plan to keep one of the men with her at all times from now on. We need to do that, too. One of us can work around the house while the other works the garden. Come fall, she can help harvest, and then, when she works in the kitchen to put stuff away, one of us can help or work around the house while the other works the garden or in the barn.”

  “Good idea,” Jeff said.

  “What else is going on over there?” Lucille asked.

  “Not much. They’ve set up the nursery. She’s been making lots of baby clothes and blankets and stuff. I gave her the stuff you put together. She squealed a lot. Made my ears ring.”

  Again, Lucille popped him on the arm. Ty was always teasing her. She smiled and shook her head. He was the fun-loving one but also the more volatile of the two, whereas Jeff was the steadier, more stable of them.

  “I miss her so much. She’s going to have that baby soon, and who’s going to handle their harvest?”

  “The men were doing it before her. They’ll handle it this time, too,” Jeff said. “Don’t worry about them. They’ll do just fine.”

  “She’s my sister. I can’t help but worry about her,” Lucille said.

  “I know but try not to. How is your face feeling this morning?” Jeff asked.

  “Better than it looks. That’s for sure. I look like a clown,” she said.

  “Yeah, you are kind of colorful,” Ty said.

  “I’m tender there, but the headache is gone, so I’m good. I would like to go back to the house and get something to drink though,” she said.

  “Let’s all go back for lunch. Then we’ll decide what to do next,” Jeff said.

  The three of them returned to the house for lunch, and then Ty returned to the garden while Jeff remained at the house to work around the barn and the hen house. There were plenty of chores that needed to be done that they often couldn’t get to. It meant that whoever worked in the garden had a lot to do by themselves, but it was safer for Lucille this way.

  Lucille hated that she was making it harder on the men. She carried a glass of tea out to Jeff a couple of hours later. He wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his arm and smiled at her.

  “Thanks, hon. It’s hot as hell for sure.”

  “Wish I could get some out to Ty. I’m sure he’s thirsty.”

  “He can drink some of the water he carries out to the garden if he’s thirsty. Don’t worry about him.”

  “Can’t help it. He’s stuck out there all by himself because of me. He’s having to do the work of two men because of me,” she said.

  “We’re going to share the work, hon. It will all work out. This way some of the chores that we’ve needed to get done around the house are getting done instead of going until it’s nearly too late to fix them. Stop worrying about it. Have you noticed how the chicks have started growing up? Looks like we’ve got a rooster among them,” Jeff said, changing the subject.

  “Yeah. He’s already trying to herd the young chicks. What will happen when he gets older and he and the older rooster butt heads?”

  “One of them will probably have to go. Just have to see what happens,” Jeff said.

  “I guess we’re going to have chicken for dinner this fall.”

  “Yep. Looking forward to it.”

  “I better not make friends with any of the baby chicks. I’ll just get my feelings hurt if one of them ends up on the dinner plate,” Lucille said, poking out her lips.

  “Got that straight.” He kissed her then stood up, handing her the glass. “Thanks for the tea. I better get back to work.”

  By the time Ty returned to the house late that evening, Lucille was exhausted from cleaning and cooking dinner. She was ready for bed. She was so tired she really didn’t even care for a bath. A quick shower suited her just fine. She’d be happy once she got past her near abduction. It seemed to hang over her head like a bad cloud, coloring her world a dingy gray.

  * * * *

  “Already?” Lucille looked at the bucket of tomatoes Ty set on the kitchen floor and smiled.

  She was excited to finally have something useful to do other than housekeeping and cooking. For the last month she’d cooked and cleaned, and that had been just about all she’d had to do since she’d finished going through all the rooms in the house and repurposing the items in them. Now all that was left for her to do outside of her normal chores was to sew.

  “It’s started, angel. Got some squash to pull, too. Maybe have some cucumbers tomorrow,” Ty said. “More tomatoes for sure.”

  “Go on. Get out of here so I can start peeling. How about tomato sandwiches for lunch today?” she asked.

  “Sounds super to me. I could eat my weight in those,” he said.

  Lucille laughed and began washing off the red fruit before taking a knife and peeling them and slicing them into a bowl. She set them in the fridge then peeled the rest and put them on the stove to boil. She�

�d can them to use in soups and chili later.

  By the end of the day, she was pleasantly exhausted from dealing with the vegetables the men had brought in. She was going to make a batch of pickles with the first batch of cucumbers and had them soaking already. She couldn’t wait for the peppers to come in. She loved making pepper sauce and pepper jelly.

  She relaxed in the bath, letting the hot water soak away the aches and pains of the day. She’d tied her wild hair back in a ponytail and had it draped over the back of the tub to keep it from getting wet. It felt so good just to lie there in the water thinking about nothing and letting her mind drift.

  Once the water began to cool down, she sighed and started to sit up. Ty was there with a towel. She nearly screamed when she opened her eyes to see him.

  “Sorry. Didn’t mean to startle you,” he said.

  “I just didn’t hear you walk in. Thanks for the towel,” she said as she let him wrap her in it once she’d stepped out of the tub.

  “Let’s get you dry and in bed, angel.” Ty rubbed her body with the towel then kissed her softly on the mouth, the kiss light but meaningful in the way he lingered on her lips for seconds longer than just a peck on the lips.

  She wrapped her arms around him and hugged him.

  “Hurry to bed, Ty,” she said as she squeezed.

  “I will. Get in bed. Jeff is already there. He showered in the other room.” Ty gave her a gentle prod in the direction of the bedroom.

  Lucille walked out of the bathroom into the bedroom to find Jeff sitting up in the bed, reading by the lamp on the bedside table. She liked to curl up next to him while he read. She eased beneath the covers, scooted over to his side of the bed, and maneuvered herself under his arm with her head against his shoulder while he read. He kissed the top of her head as he continued to read.

  Twenty minutes later, Ty walked in with a towel around his waist as he dried his hair with another one.

  “I don’t believe it. You’ve got a beautiful woman in bed with you and all you can do is snuggle and read. What is wrong with you, man?” Ty asked, dropping both towels into the laundry basket next to the door.

  Jeff didn’t look up from the book but shot the other man the bird with one hand. Lucille laughed. She couldn’t help it. They were so much fun. She had the perfect life. She had two men who seemed to adore her and who were great together. What more could any woman want? Life was good despite the crazy world they now lived in.

  Ty climbed into the bed, grabbed Lucille around the waist, and pulled her away from Jeff into his arms.

  “I know how to treat you, angel. You need good loving is what you need.”

  He kissed the corner of her mouth then trailed kisses across her jaw to her earlobe, where he sucked on it then kissed down her neck, where he nibbled her shoulder. Then he did the same thing to the other side of her neck. She giggled and squinched up her neck to get away from the ticklish feeling of his slightly scruffy cheeks. He obviously hadn’t shaved lately.

  Ty took her mouth with his, sliding his tongue inside to wrestle with hers, proving to her that he was serious about how he felt and that he wanted her. He mastered her with that kiss then pulled back to stare deep into her eyes so that she had no doubt where they were headed.

  Lucille thrilled at his touch as he lifted one breast to his mouth and sucked on the hardened nipple. He squeezed it, pushing more and more of it into his mouth until he couldn’t fit any more into it before he bit down then backed off. She shivered as he nipped at her nipple before he moved to the other breast to do the same to it. Then she noticed that Jeff had put down the book and was stroking his hard cock while he watched Ty suck on her breasts. She loved watching the men tug on their massive dicks. It caught her breath in her throat to see them pulling hard on them like they did. She’d never have thought they would be so rough with them like they were.

  “You like watching him jerk off, don’t you, angel?” Ty whispered in her ear.

  She nodded with a gulp.

  “Say it, Lucille. Tell me what you like.”

  “I like watching him jerk off,” she said.

  “Good girl. Know what?” he asked.

  “What?” she asked.

  “We’re both going to take you tonight. We’re going to fill up both your tight little holes with our dicks.” Ty licked the side of her face then kissed her there.

  Lucille shivered. She knew it was coming. Holly had warned her they’d want to do that at some point, but she was scared. It would hurt, and she was afraid of the pain.

  “Won’t it hurt?” she finally got out.

  “We’ll make it feel good, honey,” Jeff said from next to her.

  She looked over and found that Jeff had stopped playing with his cock and had stretched out next to her on the bed. He had a look of such intense concentration that she couldn’t help but shiver again.

  “But it might hurt a little at first like it did when we took your virginity. We promise to make it worth it though. Trust us?” Ty asked.

  “I trust you,” she finally said.

  “Good girl,” Jeff said.

  “Climb on top of me, angel. Ride me.” Jeff held up his arms for her to climb over his body.

  Lucille straddled him and rubbed his thick cock up and down her clit several times before sinking onto him so that her pussy slowly took his massive dick inside her. Once she was settled all the way on his pelvis with his shaft seated deep inside her cunt, she groaned and started rocking on him.

  “Slow, angel. Go slow at first. Let’s make this last,” Ty said.

  She rocked on him until he finally began to lift her with the help of her thighs so that she came up off him, and then he dropped her so that she took him back inside of her over and over again. The feel of him sinking into her over and over was pushing her closer and closer to the edge. She moaned as the pressure grew inside of her.

  “Hold her still, Ty. I need to get her ready,” Jeff said.

  Ready? Oh. I forgot. Crap. He’s really going to do this. I’m really going to have anal sex.

  Lucille wasn’t sure she could go through with it, but she was going to try. They had done everything for her. She could at least try this for them.

  Ty pulled her down to his chest and wrapped his arms around her back while whispering words of encouragement in her ear. Something cold and wet hit her back hole. Then Jeff was massaging it into the little star. More of it fell into the crease, and he slowly pushed it inside. Over and over he did this until he was pushing his finger in and out of her up to the first knuckle. So far it wasn’t hurting so she began to relax some.

  Then he dribbled more of the wet stuff down her crack, and he drew it down to her back hole and thrust his finger in deeper. Still no pain. The next time it was two fingers. He was careful and slowly pushed them in with a good bit of the liquid stuff he’d poured down her crack. It pinched then burned. She bit her lip to keep from crying out. She didn’t want to stop him. He’d said it would hurt a little a first but then get better. She could do this. He pulled back then slowly pushed forward again. Lucille relaxed then pushed out in hopes it would help. To her relief, it did. His fingers slowly slid in farther, and the burning pain subsided to a softer version. He pumped his fingers in and out of her slowly.

  “Are you okay, honey? Is it too much?” Jeff asked.

  “I’m okay,” she breathed out.

  “Do you need me to stop?” he asked.

  “No. Don’t stop.”

  “Do you think you’re ready for my dick?” Jeff asked.

  “I don’t know. You’re bigger than your fingers,” she said, some of her worry creating an edge in her voice.

  “I’ll go slow. If you need me to, I’ll stop,” Jeff said.

  “I’ve got you, angel. Just hold on to me,” Ty said from below her.

  Lucille nodded and, realizing they couldn’t really see her in the dark, spoke up. “Okay.”

  Jeff removed his fingers then added a good bit more of the cool wet stuff before his equally wet cock began pressing against her back hole. It burned. She bit her lip and buried her face against Ty’s shoulder.

  “Easy, angel. Try to relax. Let him in,” Ty whispered.

  Lucille tried to relax. The pain began as he slowly entered her to a small degree. The burn turned into a hard pinch that felt more like a tear. She started to beg him to stop then remembered to push outward like she had before, and it was then that he seemed to pop inside her, and the pressure released. The pinch went away, and now there was only a soft burn that was much easier to handle.

  “Fuck, she’s tight. I’m not going to last,” Jeff said in a tight voice.

  “Neither am I. With you in her like this, there’s no room to move. I’m going to go off like a cannon after only a few moves,” Ty said through clenched teeth.

  “Move. I can’t stand it. You have to move,” she ground out.

  Ty released her from his arms, and Jeff pulled back then pushed forward again as Ty pulled back while Jeff pushed forward. They took turns filling her body, seesawing in and out over and over until she was sure she would scream with the amazing sensations going through her body. Her body sang with a pleasure that built higher and higher until she was sure she would fly. The pressure grew tighter and tighter until she could no longer hold it in, and she exploded, carrying the men with her.

  “Fuck! She’s got me,” Ty said. “So damn hot and wet. She’s got me with her.”

  “Me too. Her ass is going to cut off my dick if she doesn’t let go soon,” Jeff said in a strangled voice. “I swear she’s squeezing me to death.”

  Once she finally calmed down, the men slid from her body and gasped next to her. She couldn’t talk for several minutes afterward. She felt as if she’d run a marathon and been baptized in fire all at the same time. Her body was totally spent.

  “You okay, honey?” Jeff finally asked in a breathless voice.

  “Will be. Catch my breath,” she managed to get out.

  “Did we hurt you?” Ty asked.

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