Monroe, Marla - Two Men for Piper [The Men of Space Station One #7] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Marla Monroe

“I screamed to make him stop. When he did, I let him have it with the pan.”

  “You sure did.” Keith walked over, pulling on the gloves. “Let me have that shovel, Tripp. I want to use it to scoop it up off the floor.”

  Tripp chuckled and shook his head as he handed the shovel to the other man. He and Piper watched as he shoved the thing under the muskie and carried it outside.

  “Stay inside, Piper, and we’ll be back in a little bit. I want to look over it really good to see what it looks like up close. Hey, you can run get the camera for me. We’ll take some pictures.”

  He watched Piper hurry off to retrieve the camera from the office. Then he turned and followed Keith outside. The other man dropped the creature several yards from the house. They looked at it and agreed that it was dead. They would take some pictures then bury the thing.

  “Tripp! I’ve got the camera.” She stood on the porch, waving it in the air.

  He headed for the house at a jog to get to her before she decided to join them. When he reached her, she held out the camera.

  “Thanks, baby. Go on back in the house. We’ll be in as soon as we’ve taken some pictures and buried this thing.”

  “You’re going to bury it in the backyard? Not in the fence! What if it leaks stuff and someone gets it on them? A child could dig in the dirt and get it.”

  “Fuck, you’re right. We’ll move it outside the fence line. Now go on inside.” He gave her a push before jogging back to where Keith was already digging a hole.

  “Might as well stop digging. We can’t bury it in the fence line. What if one of the kids digs it up by accident?”

  “Ah, hell. I hadn’t thought of that. I’ll move it.”

  “Let’s get pictures of it first.” Tripp began aiming the digital camera at the muskie and taking pictures at different angles.”

  “Put that shovel down next to it so we can get an idea of size.” Tripp waited while Keith laid the shovel next to the creature. Then he took several more photos.

  “Finished?” Keith asked.

  “Finished.”

  “I’ll move it and bury it out there. Why don’t you go print the pictures? I’ll be inside in a minute.”

  “I’m not leaving you out here alone without a rifle. I’ll wait while you bury it.”

  Keith shrugged and carried it outside the fence line a good ways before dropping it and digging the hole. It took a good twenty minutes to dig a hole deep enough and then fill the hole in again.

  When they returned to the house, Tripp called out for Piper. She hurried into the kitchen and pointed to the laundry room.

  “What?” he asked.

  “Both of you wash up good before you come in the rest of the house. I don’t want acid gunk all over the house.”

  Tripp chuckled, but he and Keith hurried to the laundry room to clean up. He wasn’t about to upset her over something that she was right about anyway. When they returned, she had glasses of iced tea ready for them.

  “Did you find where he got in at?”

  “Not yet. We’ll do that next. I wanted that thing out of the house first, though.” Tripp sipped the tea.

  “I cleaned up the mess in here. I used gloves and rags that I tied up in a bag and have ready for you to do something with it.”

  Keith nodded. “I’ll bury it, too. First we need to fix that entrance so that nothing else can get in.”

  They finished up their tea before heading downstairs once again to search the cellar for a breach in the room. It took nearly an hour to locate it and another twenty minutes to plug it. The little bastard had been clever and dug a hole around a brick and pulled it out. It bothered them both that the thing could think like that.

  They returned to the kitchen and closed everything up again. Piper had taken the men’s camera to the office to start downloading the pictures and printing them. They walked through the living room and around the corner to the office. Tripp smiled. He could hear her talking to the printer.

  “The next time you screw that up, I’m going to boot you in the ass.”

  Tripp walked into the room with Keith right behind him. Sitting in his seat, she looked like a private secretary about to take dictation. He knew what sort of dictation he wanted her to take. Brushing aside his daydreams, Tripp walked over to see what she’d managed to coax out of the camera so far.

  “Would you look at the size of that thing? I guess it looks bigger because I took it as a close-up.”

  Look at the one with the shovel by it.” Keith pointed to the picture. “Looks like it’s about the size of a large house cat, but it looks like a damn rat.”

  “I wonder how many there are around here?” Piper mused as she printed out another picture.

  “Hopefully not many. We plugged up the hole and didn’t find any more anywhere. We’ll periodically check the area down there to be sure one hasn’t started digging again.”

  “It didn’t seem to like the light when it ran up the cellar stairs. That’s why I think I was able to surprise it.” Piper grimaced. “My arms are going to hurt tomorrow from whopping that thing.”

  “Don’t worry, baby. We’ll give you a nice massage.” Keith ran his fingers through her hair.

  Tripp chuckled. “I know I want to massage her, but it’s not her shoulders I’m thinking about.”

  “Pervert.”

  “Yeah, I am, but you like me anyway.” Tripp leaned down and kissed her on the cheek.

  “I suppose so.”

  Keith kept looking through the pictures and shaking his head. Tripp watched him. Something was bothering the other man.

  “What’s wrong, Keith?”

  “Just wondering how in the hell we’re supposed to live on this fucked-up planet, much less raise a family with things like this with acid in their freaking mouths.”

  “We’ll figure it out, Keith. We don’t have much choice. Earth’s all but gone. We have a chance here when we didn’t back on Earth.”

  “If you say so. I just think they could have at least prepared us better. You know, given us a fighting chance.”’

  “We’ll be okay, Keith. You’ll see.” Piper got up and wrapped her arms around him before leaning her head against his chest.

  “Baby, I’m not worried about me. I’m worried about you and any children we’ll have. Keeping you safe is more important to me than anything.”

  “Nothing is going to happen to me. Remember, Tripp isn’t letting me go anywhere until the fence is up. I’ll be safe inside of it.”

  “Maybe.” He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. “I’m going to take a shower.”

  Piper started to go after him, but Tripp stopped her.

  “Give him a few minutes first, baby.”

  “Okay.” She stared at the wall for a few minutes.

  Tripp sighed. “Go ahead and be careful in the shower. The tile is slippery when it’s wet.”

  She chuckled. “So am I.”

  * * * *

  Keith sighed as he peeled off his clothes. Maybe he was making a mountain out of a molehill. Somehow he didn’t think so. They were finding out too many things that they should have been told in the beginning. Plus, they weren’t given all the tools they needed to keep their families safe.

  He turned on the shower and adjusted the temperature before stepping into the hot spray. It beat down on his skin like a thousand pinpricks, but he welcomed it. It made him feel alive. Cold air swirled around his ass and legs. He didn’t bother looking to see who it was. He already knew. She wouldn’t have let him go off to sulk in peace. He couldn’t help the tiny smile. She warmed his soul.

  He didn’t hear any noise over the sound of the shower, but he knew she was out there. He turned his face into the water to wash off the soap, and that was when she slipped in and wrapped her arms around his waist.

  “Easy, baby. Don’t fall.” He held on to her arms to be sure she wouldn’t.

  “I’m fine. What about you?”

  “I’m okay, Piper. I’m just pissed tha
t we don’t know what to expect next. What if that fence isn’t good enough?”

  “Then we try something else until what we come up with works.” She gathered the water droplets with her tongue as she licked up his spine.

  “I don’t want anything to happen to you, Piper. If we aren’t here while you are out in the garden, there’s no one to watch your back while you work.”

  “We’ll work it out. I’m a real good shot, Keith. If there’s a gun I can keep with me, I can protect myself.”

  Keith smiled and turned around in her arms. She looked up at him with shining eyes. Nothing would harm her if he had any way of protecting her. She meant so much to him in just a few short days.

  “Baby, I want you. I want to bury my cock so far inside of your cunt that you can taste me.”

  “Fuck me, Keith. I’m all yours.” She pulled his head down so that she could draw him into a kiss.

  Her lips sucked at his until he opened and thrust his tongue deep into her mouth, much like he had said he wanted to do with his dick. He ran it all around her mouth then slid alongside hers as he rubbed his aching cock up and down her belly. He was spike hard and ready to hammer into her.

  Keith willed himself to regain some form of control. Piper deserved more than a quick fuck. She deserved long, slow, romantic kisses and deep emotional climaxes. Neither he nor Tripp were very romantic by nature, but for her, he would try to learn.

  He kissed her lightly on the forehead then turned the water off and stepped out, holding out a hand to help her. Then he pulled out a towel and wrapped it around her to dry her off. He patted gently instead of rubbing so he wouldn’t chafe her skin.

  “Keith?”

  “Yeah, baby.”

  “What’s wrong? I thought you were going to fuck me.”

  “I’m going to make love to you, Piper. I don’t want to take a chance that you get hurt in the shower. It’s slippery in there.”

  “Yeah, so? That’s part of the fun.”

  “There’s nothing fun about getting hurt, baby.” He snagged another towel and quickly dried off.

  He surprised her by swinging her into his arms and carrying her to the bedroom. Then he snatched the covers back and carefully laid her back on the bed. He covered her with his body but didn’t give her any of his weight. When he started covering her face with kisses, she giggled and didn’t stop until he stopped kissing her.

  “What’s so funny?”

  “I’m ticklish. I can’t help it.”

  “Your face is ticklish? You’re kidding.” He pulled back and stared down into her eyes.

  “Nope. You’re tickling me.” She laughed. “Turn over and let me get a taste of you. I love how you taste right after a shower.”

  “Baby, this is about you. I want to taste you instead.”

  “We can taste each other.” She wiggled her eyebrows up at him.

  He sighed. “I’m trying to be romantic, and you’re messing it all up.”

  “I’m sorry, Keith. I guess I’m not a very romantic woman. I’ll try harder if you really want to.” She frowned.

  Keith realized he’d done just the opposite of what he’d planned to do. He’d made her feel less of a woman instead of more of one.

  “No, baby, you’re perfect. I’m the numbskull. I thought you would like to be romanced a little. I wasn’t trying to make you do something you didn’t want to do.”

  She grinned and pushed against him. “Turn around and suck my pussy, Keith.”

  He chuckled and complied. She had him captured and was licking his cock before he’d even settled down to lap at her pussy juices. He loved this about her, the spontaneity and eagerness to try anything. The fact that she took to Tripp’s heavier hand only made her that much more special.

  She was driving him crazy already. He had to concentrate to lick and suck her sweet juices. One minute she was licking him up and down like an all-day sucker, and the next she was swallowing him down her throat. The feel of her throat contracting around him as she swallowed just about curled his toes. She backed off of him with just a light scrape of teeth that had his balls tightening in their sac.

  “Fuck, baby. You’re burning me up. Slow down or I’m going to come before I even get a good taste of you.”

  “Mmmm.” She just hummed around him and continued milking his cock like he was a fucking cow.

  He redoubled his efforts to distract her by sinking two fingers into her pussy. She squeezed them tight and growled around his cock about the time she had taken him all the way down her throat again. The sensation was overwhelming, and his balls drew up even tighter against his body. He was going to come after only a few minutes of screwing around. He curled his fingers and stroked across her sweet spot deep in her cunt while sucking on her clit. He felt her scream around his dick. It sent him spurting cum deep in her throat without any warning.

  She sucked and licked and pulled on his cock until he managed to pull off of her. How could he have given her any kind of pleasure when he’d come like that?

  “Fuck, baby.” He panted, trying to catch his breath. “I didn’t get to play with you nearly enough. Give me a few minutes. I’ll make it good for you.”

  “Did you not hear me scream? I was well taken care of.” She blew out a breath then drew in a deeper one.

  “Hear you? Hell, I felt you all the way to my toes.”

  “I heard you both all the way downstairs.” Tripp walked in, pulling off clothes as he did. “Don’t worry about her, Keith. I’m going to fuck that pretty pussy. If you’re up to it, you can take over when I wear out.”

  “What about me? Don’t I get a say in this?” Piper leaned back on her elbows as Tripp climbed up on the bed.

  “Nope. You don’t get any say in this. You’re just going to have to grin and bear it.”

  She pouted. “Can I taste you first?”

  “Don’t let her mouth anywhere near your cock, man. I tell you, she eats you alive.”

  Chapter Ten

  “Turn over, baby. I want to fuck you doggy style.”

  Piper grinned and rolled over. She loved it this way. He would be able to go so much deeper and hit her in all the right spots. She wiggled her ass at him as she looked over her shoulder.

  “Put that head on the mattress, baby. I don’t want you hurrying this along. You’ve got to learn to wait for your pleasure. Keith gives in to you too much.”

  “I resent that.” Keith punched Tripp in the arm.

  “Hey, truth hurts, man.”

  Tripp spread Piper’s ass cheeks and squeezed them before shifting and lining his cock up with her slit. She moaned when he popped one cheek with his hand then rubbed over. It felt so good. She wanted more and wiggled so that he lost his purchase at her entrance. He spanked her twice on each cheek in rapid succession. She groaned and squeezed her legs together as much as possible with his legs between them.

  “Be still, Piper.”

  He rubbed his hands over her warm ass cheeks before taking his cock in one hand and positioning it at her slit once more. This time he pressed forward until he was halfway inside of her.

  “Oh, God, Tripp. More. I need more.”

  “I’ll give you more, baby. All in good time, baby. Now spread your legs even more for me. I want you so spread out that you can’t sit up. That’s it. Just like that.”

  Piper had her legs spread so wide that she would fall over without Tripp holding her up with his long cock lodged halfway inside of her. It felt good to be so off balance that she depended on him to keep her steady.

  He pulled almost all the way out then tunneled back inside of her cunt until he was all the way inside her and nudging her cervix. He didn’t bump it like she wanted him to, but she kept silent, knowing if she suggested it, he would hold back. Instead, she tried squeezing her cunt muscles around him only to find out that in that position, she couldn’t squeeze with any muscle behind it.

  Frustrated, Piper growled and tried to press back to shove him into her cervix. He caught on
and pulled back.

  “Either be still or I’ll stop. I can always jack off, Piper.”

  “Please don’t stop, Tripp. I need more.”

  “I’ll give you more in a little while. I want to enjoy this, and that means it has to last longer than ten seconds.”

  Piper frowned. What was up with them and making things last longer? They could go again in a little while. She wanted to come, damn it.

  Tripp chuckled as if hearing all of her inner frustrations. He startled her when he suddenly shoved his dick deep inside of her, hitting her cervix in the process. He stilled as she whimpered and tried to squeeze his cock with her cunt muscles.

  He swatted her on the ass and pulled out only to shove his way back inside of her once again. She tried to catch his rhythm and help slam him back on her, but he had her in a position where she couldn’t do anything. If she moved, she would fall and lose any chance of him hammering her pussy.

  “Fuck, your pussy is so damn tight even spread out like I have you. If I let you close those legs on me, I’d never make it past one or two strokes. Where is the fun in that?”

  “Please, Tripp. Just a little harder.”

  He pulled out and gave her what she wanted for two complete strokes then stopped and pumped in and out of her in slow, shallow plunges for a while before speeding up again and ramming her cervix with each lick. She couldn’t keep up with his weird rhythm until she realized there was no rhythm to it.

  “That is so good,” she managed to hiss out between bumps.

  He grunted and continued keeping her off balance. She gave up and relaxed, letting him take her wherever he wanted to. As if realizing she had done so, Tripp began to give her what she wanted, fast and deep. His dick pummeled her cunt over and over until sparks shot across her nipples as they rubbed against the mattress. The sparks lodged deep in her pussy and exploded across all her nerve endings.

  She contracted hard around Tripp’s cock, squeezing it as she climaxed. She heard him curse and then felt his hot cum bathe her cunt as he came along with her. Then she could no longer hold herself up and collapsed with his cock holding her ass in the air.

  She felt him slide from her and kneel on the bed next to her.