Monroe, Marla - Escape to the Border Lands [Men of the Border Lands 8] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Marla Monroe

  Twenty minutes later, he walked out of the bathroom carrying the lamp. He set it on the bedside table and extinguished it before climbing in the bed to snuggle up close to her. She soaked up his warmth, giggling when he complained about how cold she was.

  “I’ll warm you up, baby.” He began nibbling on her neck as his hands found her breasts.

  He ran his thumbs over her nipples then pulled at them before taking one of them with his mouth. She sighed as his warm, wet tongue lapped over the distended tip. It sent chills down her spine and into her clit as he began to nibble on the little pebbled ball. Then he switched sides and repeated it on the other nipple. She was squirming now at the arousing pleasure he was awakening inside her body.

  “You are so responsive, baby. I love making love to you. I like how you make those little mewing noises and how you moan when I go down on you. I bet you’re wet enough to soak my face already, aren’t you, baby?”

  “God, all you have to do is touch me, Jeremy.”

  He kissed her then. His teeth nibbled at her lower lip before he thrust his tongue inside her mouth to spar with hers. They rubbed and licked along each other before breaking apart to breathe. When he began to make his way down her body, she threw back her head and moaned. His mouth traced invisible pathways down her body to stop here and there to kiss or lick or bite.

  He finally reached her mound where he ran his fingers through her pubic hair and pulled it just enough to make her cry out. It felt so good to have that bite of pain so close to her clit, and he knew it. Then he settled between her legs and ran his tongue up and down her slit.

  “You taste so good, baby. I could lap at your sweet juices all night long.”

  He ran his hands up beneath her hips and lifted her to his mouth where he licked her until she was squirming and he had to let her down to keep from dropping her. He chuckled and placed a hand on her pelvis to keep her down. Then he sucked in her pussy lips and inserted a finger into her cunt. When she tried to pump her hips to meet his thrusts, he added a second finger and swirled them around inside of her. He brushed over her hot spot several times but didn’t put enough pressure there to help her into orgasm. She growled at him, grabbing his hair.

  Jeremy chuckled and licked over her clit in a quick motion then circled around it with his tongue. She continued to tug on his head, using his hair to get him in the area she wanted him, but he resisted. She let out a little scream of impatience until he latched on to the taut nub and sucked it into his mouth.

  Rachael screamed as her orgasm rushed through her. She had little time to recover from the intense sensations before Jeremy was lifting her hips to position his cock at her entrance. He surged forward, and the pressure of his enormous dick sliding into her cunt sent her into yet another spasm.

  “Fuck, baby. Let me in before you do that. I’ll never get inside of you if you keep clamping down on me.” His strained voice sounded far-off with the ringing in her ears.

  He pulled out and plunged back in, going deeper this time. One more time, and he was all the way in. She felt his balls against her ass as he leaned over her. After a few seconds of catching their breath, he began tunneling in and out of her cunt. His thick cock stretched the tender tissues inside her pussy. The pleasure was building again, and she didn’t think she could take much more. She thrashed her head from side to side.

  “Oh, God, Jeremy! Please.”

  “Play with your breasts, baby. Make yourself come for me.”

  She began twisting and pulling on her nipples so that the sensations traveled to her clit and cunt. The tighter she pinched them, the more sensation built deep within her. Jeremy’s thick dick rubbed over her sweet spot with every thrust. It ramped up her climax until when it finally crashed over her. It was like a giant wave that pulled her out to sea only to throw her back on dry land minutes later. First she was drowning, and then she was panting for more water.

  She clamped down on Jeremy’s cock as she spasmed around him. He shouted out her name and jerked inside of her before coating her cunt with his thick cum. He dropped her hips and slowly pulled out before rolling over to the side of the bed. They both gasped for breath as he pulled her closer to his side.

  “Warmed you up, didn’t I?” he asked.

  She laughed and punched him in the arm. “Yeah, you warmed me up. Now hold me.”

  She curled around him as he wrapped an arm over her shoulders. She realized that he felt so much different to hold on to than Micah did. Where Micah had a wide chest and bulky build, Jeremy was a little smaller and not as bulky. Then she thought about the fact that he had probably heard them from downstairs. Even though they were intimate, she felt heat crawl up her neck and face at that realization.

  Several minutes later, the door opened and a light emerged through it, with Micah holding it. He quickly crossed to the bathroom. As he started to shut the door, Rachael called out to him.

  “Don’t forget that you can’t get your bandage wet.”

  “Yeah, I know.” Then he shut the door and the light disappeared.

  When he came to bed around thirty minutes later, he turned his back to them and didn’t say a word. Rachael couldn’t help thinking that they had hurt his feelings somehow. Considering how he said he could never give her anything more of him, she wondered if something was changing. A spark of hope formed inside her heart. It was only a spark, but it was there.

  Chapter Six

  “Do you ever see any of the other people who live around here, Micah?”

  Rachael carefully pulled out each stitch after cutting it. It had been seven days, and she had decided it was time for them to come out. They were driving him crazy, and he was going to pick them out if she didn’t do it herself.

  “Tired of our company already? Wait ’til winter snows us in.”

  She sighed at the grouchy snap in his voice. He seemed to get his feelings hurt so easily with her. She didn’t know why unless he was really starting to care.

  “No, I’m not tired of you two at all. I was just wondering if you ever visited with any of them to find out what is going on around the area.”

  “We really haven’t had a reason to. I don’t know who around here you can really trust. Some of the ones that have taken up residence aren’t very nice, Rachael. If you ever see anyone come up toward the house, you find one of us, or if you know we’re too far out, you lock yourself in the house. Do you understand me?” He was adamant about it.

  She nodded and finished cleaning up the mess she had made. “I’ll be careful. I guess I figured that if they had settled down they were good folks.”

  “Well, they’re not. Unless we say otherwise, you treat everyone that shows up as if they are dangerous.”

  “Who’s dangerous?” Jeremy walked in from outside, taking his hat off and putting it on the peg by the back door.

  “I was telling Rachael that unless we say otherwise, to treat anyone who shows up at the house as dangerous. We don’t know enough about the folks around here to know if they’re trustworthy or not.”

  “He’s right, baby. Some of the men around here aren’t very nice.” He pulled her in for a kiss.

  Rachael made a face and pushed him away. “You need a shower. You stink.”

  “I’ve been busy working all day. What do you expect?” He grinned and chased her around the table.

  She circled it several times before Micah stopped her and pulled her onto his lap.

  “That’s enough. You’re going to end up falling. Jeremy, you should know better than to chase her.”

  Rachael could feel his cock straining against her ass. His hand rubbed up and down her back as if it had a mind of its own. She doubted he even realized he was doing it. She looked up at Jeremy, who smiled and nodded at her.

  “I’m going to go take a shower so I can kiss my wife. I’ll be back down soon.” Jeremy walked toward the living room where the stairs were.

  Rachael leaned into Micah so that he was holding her closer. He didn’t seem to mi
nd, and she didn’t say anything to ruin the moment. After a few minutes he groaned and pulled her into an intimate kiss. He licked along her lower lip then sucked it into his mouth. She opened to him as soon as his tongue thrust inside to twist and twine with hers. He licked along the roof of her mouth and sucked on her tongue. Then he pulled back and nibbled his way around her jaw to her neck.

  One hand began to knead her breast while the other one pulled her tighter against him. She ground her hip into his groin, wishing it were her pussy. She was already soaking her panties. When he pulled back and looked deep into her eyes, she saw more than just lust before he closed them and stood up, carrying her out of the kitchen to the living room. He let her slide down his body to stand by the couch before he lifted her sweater over her head and tossed it aside. Then he unhooked her bra and lowered his head to suck on her nipples.

  It was Rachael’s turn to groan and throw back her head as he drew on her breast. She held his head to her while he suckled and nipped at the tender nipple. When he drew back, he had to pull her hands away from his head.

  Micah unfastened her pants. He pushed them down her legs but didn’t help her out of them. Instead he turned her around to bend over the arm of the couch. She heard the rasp of the zipper of his jeans, and then he was playing with her pussy with his fingers.

  “Fuck! You’re already dripping wet. Are you ready for me, baby girl?”

  “Please, Micah. Fuck me. I want to feel you inside of me.”

  He spread her ass cheeks with one hand and lined his cock up with her slit with the other. Then he was plunging into her. She bit her lip to keep from calling out. The pressure was unbelievable as he pressed forward. She looked over her shoulder at him. His face had an expression of intense concentration.

  “Fuck me, Micah. More. I need more.”

  He pulled out and rammed back in, going all the way this time to bump against her cervix. She threw her head back and screamed this time. It felt so good. He could bump her there, where Jeremy couldn’t. He held her hips tightly in his hands as he thrust into her over and over. She hissed out a breath and began to meet him thrust for thrust. Her climax was building with every stroke of his cock in and out of her.

  “Son of a bitch! Your cunt is milking my cock and you’re not even coming.”

  Fire began to lick at her womb as his cock knocked on her cervix again and again. The pleasure-pain was almost more than she could take. Her breasts were grinding against the arm of the couch now, and the added friction was about to send her flying. Then Micah changed his angle and rubbed her hot spot with each stroke. Rachael threw back her head and screamed as her climax caught her by surprise.

  “Hell, yeah! That’s it, baby girl. Squeeze my cock.”

  Then he was shafting harder into her before stilling all the way in against her cervix and filling her with his cum. The heat of it splashing against her womb sent another set of chills through her body. She was on tiptoes now and lying over the arm of the couch without caring that her ass was in the air.

  “Fuck! Damn it to hell, Rachael. Did I hurt you?” He pulled her up by the hips and turned her around. “Did I fucking hurt you?”

  “No, Micah. You didn’t hurt me.” She was panting and trying to reassure him and catch her breath all at the same time. “I’m fine. I’m better than fine.”

  He pulled her into his arms in a tight hug before he pushed her away and began to pull his jeans back up. He hadn’t even pushed them down farther than his hips. He looked disgusted. She hoped he wasn’t disgusted with her.

  “Micah? Did I do something wrong?”

  She pulled up her jeans and searched for her bra and sweater.

  He sighed. “No, Rachael. You didn’t do anything wrong. I did. I shouldn’t have treated you that way. You didn’t deserve to be used just because I was horny.”

  “Usually that’s the reason someone has sex in the first place is because they’re horny, Micah.”

  “Not in this case.” He ran a hand through his hair and started to say something but decided against it and climbed the stairs without saying another word.

  Rachael found her clothes and straightened herself up. She knew he was upset that he’d had sex with her, but she couldn’t for the life of her figure out why. She’d wanted him and had enjoyed it. It had been very intense, but in a good way.

  By the time Jeremy made it back downstairs after his shower, she had returned to the kitchen and had their dinner underway. He nuzzled behind her ear as she was standing at the stove.

  “You and Micah had a little afternoon delight. Was it good, baby?”

  “Yeah, but he’s not happy about it now. I don’t know what to make of him, Jeremy. It’s almost as if he can’t help himself around me, but at the same time, he doesn’t want to have anything to do with me. I don’t know what to do to make things right between us.”

  “You don’t have to do that, Rachael. That’s his job if he has a problem with the relationship. He needs to figure it out and stop playing with you about it.”

  “Well don’t say anything to him. Give it some time. This is the first time he’s instigated sex with me without you there. I think it’s a good thing.”

  “If you say so, baby. I don’t want you worrying about it or getting hurt by him. He needs to grow up.”

  “Well, that’s enough about it. Set the table for me since you’re here.” She smiled sweetly at him and continued what she was doing.

  Several minutes later, Micah returned to the kitchen, having obviously taken a shower judging by his wet hair. He walked over to the back door and looked out the window at the encroaching night.

  “There’s going to be snow soon.” Micah turned around and leaned back against the door.

  “How soon?” Jeremy asked.

  “Probably in the next two or three days. We need to watch the cattle closer and keep them up by the barn so it won’t be so hard to tend to them once it gets here.”

  “I’ll start rounding them up tomorrow. I’m sure we have some stragglers out there. I’ll take a horse.”

  A knock at the door startled everyone. Micah and Jeremy looked at each other. Then Micah pointed at Rachael.

  “Get in the pantry and stay there until we come get you. I don’t want whoever it is to get a look at you.”

  “The pantry?” She turned off the stove but hesitated.

  “Now, Rachael!”

  She hurried to the pantry and closed herself inside. It was dark inside. She didn’t like it one bit. She could feel her heart pounding and her ears ringing from the deafening silence. What if they never came back to get her? What would she do? When did she check to see what was going on? Questions had her head going in circles and her heart in her throat. Then it hit her. If they walked into the kitchen, they would see that the table was set for three. They would know she was there.

  * * * *

  Micah opened the door a few inches. Jeremy stood behind the door with the rifle just in case there was something wrong.

  “Yeah? What can I do for you?” Micah asked the strangers.

  There were two men standing outside the door. He’d never seen them before. They were cleanly dressed and groomed. That didn’t mean much, though. Some of the black-market agents were dressed nice as well.

  “I’m Wyatt, and this is Kent. We live about three miles to your east. We’re having a lot of trouble with wolves around our place and are getting up a hunting party. We were wondering if you were having the same trouble here?”

  “Not really. I see them occasionally. Seems like they’ve been growing in number, but they haven’t bothered us really. What kind of trouble are you having?” He opened the door wider.

  Jeremy walked out from behind the door cradling the gun in his arms. The two men nodded at him.

  “First they were just attacking our cattle, but now they’re attacking us. We’ve had several of our women badly hurt by them lately.”

  “Attacking humans? We’ve heard that but hadn’t met anyone who h
ad been attacked.”

  “They damn near killed my wife,” Kent said.

  “Is she okay?” Micah asked.

  He didn’t like the sound of any of it. He didn’t think they were lying. What would be the use? How would it help them? Maybe it was to get them out of the house so they could steal Rachael from them.

  “Yes, thank God, but it was touch and go for a while.”

  “So you’re getting up a hunting party to thin them out.” Micah watched the men’s faces.

  “That’s right. Are you interested? If you are and you have a wife, we all have our wives safe at one house while we’re all out. Two men stay behind to watch out for them. The wolves actually broke through the windows of my house once, so they stay in the cellar.”

  “Broke through the windows? I’ve never heard of anything like that before. Not around here.” Micah shook his head. “I don’t think so this time. We’ll think about it. Where to the east do you live?”

  Wyatt gave him directions, and then the two men walked off to where they had parked their truck in the drive.

  “What do you make of that?” Jeremy asked.

  “I’m not sure. I think they’re telling the truth, but we don’t have that much trouble around here. I don’t want to expose Rachael to any danger that they might pose if we don’t need to.”

  “Maybe you’re right, but I’m going to watch the wolves a little closer. Like you said, they’ve grown lately. Much more and they are going to be looking for easy dinner. That means our cows and chickens.”

  “You’re right about that.” Micah sighed. Maybe he hadn’t made the right decision.

  He was naturally suspicious of people. He couldn’t help it. There were a lot of crooked ones out there now.

  They walked back into the kitchen. Jeremy opened the pantry door and helped Rachael out. She shielded her eyes from the lamp’s light. Night had fallen while she’d been in the pantry and they had been talking to the two men.