Their Independent Bride [The Men of Space Station One #6] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)
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“God, you’re amazing. You take to ass-play like a fish to water. I think you’re ready. Steven, get under her. Janet, climb up on Steven’s cock. I’m going to take this pretty ass. He spanked her when she turned around to mount Steven.
The other man held his cock still so she could impale herself on the stiff dick. She could feel every ridge of the thick cock against her pussy walls. She had to come up off of him and slide back down several times before she was fully seated against his pelvis. His pubic hair rasped against her clit when she moved just right.
Greg pushed her gently forward until her breasts were mashed against Steven’s chest. Steven rubbed her back as Greg began pressing his lubed cock into her back passage. It burned and pinched at first. She wasn’t sure she could handle it, but then his cockhead popped through the resistant ring to forge deep into her ass. He stilled to let her get used to him being there. With both cocks inside of her, she felt totally stuffed with dick. She swore she could feel them in her throat. The burn from Greg in her ass soon turned into an itch she needed scratched. She shoved back on him impatiently.
“Move. Fuck me. Do something.”
Greg chuckled, and the movement vibrated into her. She groaned. Then he was pulling out while Steven pushed in. They reversed, and Greg was pushed in when Steven pulled out. They alternated back and forth, driving her higher and higher. The itch began turning into a fire that threatened to consume her from the inside out. Nerve endings in her ass sparked and burned along with the massive fire in her cunt.
“You’re squeezing the cum out of me, baby. God, don’t do that. I want to last.”
“You think she’s squeezing you? Try being on the bottom sometime.” Steven’s voice sounded far away.
Janet began to feel her climax racing toward her. She didn’t think she could handle it. It was too much. She began to struggle between them.
“It’s too much. God! I can’t take it.”
“It’s not too much, baby. It’s not enough. Go with it.”
It crashed over her, through her until her ears were ringing and stars exploded behind her squeezed-shut eyelids. The roar in her head changed to something else. She was dimly aware of the two men finding their release by the warm cum that splashed against the walls of her ass and cunt. All her attention was on the feelings that overwhelmed her as her memories came flooding back.
She loved Greg. She loved Steven, but she loved Greg, too. How could she have suppressed something so massive as what she felt now for him? It burned through her. She had loved him in spite of his arrogant and demanding behavior. How could she not love him even more with the change?
Tears began to seep from her eyes as she slowly opened them. Steven’s face paled as her tears splashed on his chest.
“What’s wrong, love? Did we hurt you?” He shoved at Greg behind her. “Get off her.”
Greg immediately withdrew, being careful not to jar her. Then he was beside Steven looking at her wet cheeks. He looked devastated.
“Baby, I’m sorry. I know I got carried away, but I never meant to hurt you. Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” He rolled over to sit on the edge of the bed.
“No. You didn’t hurt me. It was just too much—too much emotion. It overwhelmed me.”
She sniffed and wiped her face with the back of her hand. Steven pushed her hair back behind her ear.
“You remember, don’t you?”
“Yes. I loved you both. I loved you so much. I can’t believe that I didn’t remember.”
Greg turned back around and looked at her. There was hope on his face. She hated that she’d gone so long without remembering and caused him pain.
“I’m sorry, Greg. I’m so sorry.”
“You don’t have anything to be sorry about, baby. I’m the one who’s sorry. I let you down. You never should have had to worry about that damn thing getting into the house. We should have checked it better.”
“I love you, Greg.” She held out her arms.
He pulled her off of Steven and into his arms. Steven grunted but turned over toward them and rubbed Janet’s lower back where Greg’s arms didn’t have her covered. She wrapped her arms around Greg and held him to her before pulling back and holding his face between her hands to look into his eyes.
“I love you like you are, Greg. You didn’t have to change for me.”
“I did need to change. I was too overbearing. I didn’t have the right to dictate everything about your life. I’ll still insist you mind me when it comes to your safety, but I won’t fuss about the little things.”
“If you do, I’ll remind you who’s boss.”
“Me?” Steven piped up.
“No. Me.” She grinned and leaned back into Steven’s arms and kissed him.
“I never thought I would say this, but I love you, my little independent bride.” Greg kissed her nose.
“Do I still get one of you with me from now on?”
“Yep, we have a baby to take care of soon, too. You can’t deal with a baby and the garden, too.”
“Do I get to choose who does diaper duty?”
“No!” both men said in unison.
Then they all burst out in laughter as they rolled around on the bed. Janet couldn’t have asked for better men for husbands. She couldn’t wait to see them as daddies.
THE END
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Ménage Everlasting: The Men of Space Station One #4:
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Ménage Everlasting: The Men of Space Station One #5:
The Carpenters’ Helper
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