Making Them Happy [The Men of Space Station One #9] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Marla Monroe

“That’s not right. They should have told you all about your new life.” Caleb looked across her head at Jeff. “We’re going to be heading up a second ranch operation next to the original one. There will be about a thousand acres between us, but there’s another ranch house with a family halfway between the two.”

  Jeff picked up the conversation, “Then there is another family moving in about a fifteen-minute walk from us on the other side. They were on the shuttle with us. You didn’t get to meet her?”

  Beverly shook her head. “Not that I know of, but then there were so many women there, and all any of us really learned was about the planet and how to live off of it. One of the other women said she’d overheard that they had trouble with previous trips where people got together and, um, fraternized, so they divided the ship up so that it wouldn’t happen again.”

  It hadn’t helped that some of the women had even gotten together during the long trip. To prevent that from happening again, they had moved the women from group to group to keep them from forming any close friendships. She had wondered if they had done that with the men as well. She didn’t know her husbands well enough yet to ask something so sexual.

  “We met Sloan Hucklebee and Nelson Jones while we were training who will be the ones moving in next to us. They actually encouraged us to spend time together since we’re going to all be working together. I think their wife’s name is Faye, but I’m not for sure.” Caleb scratched his head.

  “I’m pretty sure that was it. I liked them. They seem to be hardworking men.” Jeff pointed out the window. “Look at that. What does that look like to you?”

  Beverly followed his gaze to where he was pointing out the window toward their left. A massive-looking thing that looked a little like a cross between an aardvark and a praying mantis seemed to be watching them from a distance. She couldn’t make out any specific details other than it looked scary as crap.

  “I think it’s one of those things we’re building the fence against. It’s in that pamphlet on dangerous predators.” Caleb had slowed down while they were looking, but sped up again. “Is it following us?”

  “Doesn’t look like it, but it’s sort of hard to tell from this distance. We need the binoculars up front where we can see better.” Jeff continued to look out the window.

  “Do you want me to climb over in back and look for them?” Beverly started to unbuckle her harness.

  “No!” Caleb stuck out a hand to stop her. “That thing is big enough that if it decides to ram us with you in the back, you could get hurt with all those supplies back there.”

  “I wish I had kept my carry bag up front with me. I had some of those pamphlets they were handing out at the station in it. I bet it would be in one of those.” Beverly shivered at the thought of the thing coming after them.

  “I don’t even see it anymore, so it’s doubtful that it’s following us.” Jeff turned back from the window and smiled at her.

  She was thankful that he made the effort, but she could still see worry in the stiffness of his shoulders and the way his jaw was clenched. Caleb’s shout of no had shaken her as well. She wasn’t used to being yelled at, no matter how important it might have seemed. Even her brothers hadn’t yelled at her. She hoped this wasn’t how their relationship was going to go in the future.

  Chapter Two

  Caleb felt like a bastard for yelling at Beverly earlier. He hadn’t meant for it to come out so loud, but all he could think was that if she got back there and something happened, the supplies could have crushed her. He would never have been able to live with that. Now she was as white as a sheet and looking straight ahead. He noticed that she was worrying the material of her jeans with her fingers. No doubt he’d scared her to death. He glanced over at Jeff, but the man was intent on watching the windows for any signs of other predators.

  He sighed and concentrated on driving the transport. They still had another hour and thirty minutes before they made it to their new home. He needed to be alert in case something else happened. They were vulnerable out in the middle of nowhere and so far from town. The buggy was outfitted with a radio, so they could contact the town if anything happened, but it would be several hours before anyone would be able to get to them.

  He stole quick glances her way, enjoying the fact that she had a heavenly body. Covered as she had been in her wedding dress back on Earth, they hadn’t been able to tell much about her. Now he could easily see curves that had his dick hard and his balls aching. She couldn’t be much over five foot four inches with honey-gold hair that softly curled down her back. He could easily imagine holding on tight to that glorious mane as he sank his cock deep in her hot cunt.

  He noticed Jeff checking her out as well. No doubt his partner was just as enamored with her as he was. Both of them had similar tastes in women he had discovered. They liked rounded over thin, which amazed him since a lot of his buddies back on Earth went after the anorexic bottle blondes. Beverly’s pine-green eyes seemed hesitant when they’d approached her, but he was sure they would relax once she got to know them. Or at least he hoped that would be the case.

  The silence in the transport stretched, feeling almost oppressive in the wake of their earlier conversation. He didn’t think Jeff noticed since he was watching all around them. He just hoped that Beverly would get past the incident by the time they arrived at their destination. Deep down he knew he needed to apologize, but he also needed to be sure she would take him seriously in the future. Caleb vowed he would figure out a way to make it up to her later. Neither he nor Jeff would ever abuse a woman either physically or emotionally.

  Finally, the GPS signaled that they were within a few miles of their new home. As soon as he saw a shape that looked like a house, he pointed it out to the others.

  “Look, I think that might be our house.”

  “Hard to tell anything about it from this distance,” Jeff said.

  Beverly didn’t say anything. He glanced toward her and sighed. She was awake at least. Then, as they drew nearer, the shape became much easier to see. It was indeed a house along with several other outbuildings around it. Now he noticed that his quiet wife leaned forward as if to get a better view.

  “What do you think of the area around the house so far, Bev?” he asked.

  “It’s hard to tell much. The trees are colorful, and the blue grass sort of blends with them.”

  Jeff laughed. “Leave it to a woman to think about color coordination.”

  She frowned and turned toward the other man. “I’m not sure what else to say about it. I don’t know if it’s safe out there or not. For all I know, everything out there is dangerous.”

  Jeff cocked his head. “I guess that’s true. We’ll have to really look at those pamphlets we all have and make note of anything that we aren’t sure about.”

  “Well, looks like we’re here. Let’s check out the house. Then we need to unload this stuff before it gets dark.” Caleb turned off the transport, and it settled down to the ground.

  He unfastened his harness as he watched Beverly fumble with hers. He waited until she had hers off before he climbed down. He would leave Beverly to Jeff for right now. He pulled out the gun stowed behind the seat and noted that Jeff did the same before he helped their wife out of the transport.

  “Stay between us, Bev, until we check out the house. I don’t want to take a chance that something dangerous might be inside.” Caleb didn’t look at her. He assumed she would follow his directions as he walked toward the front porch.

  Caleb unlocked the door with the key they’d been given and pushed it open. He stepped inside, leading with his gun. Nothing jumped out at them, and he couldn’t tell that there was anything inside the house. Without waiting to see if his wife and partner were following him, he walked deeper into the house and began searching each room.

  Twice he turned around to nearly run over Beverly as she followed close behind him. Jeff then took the lead as they moved to the next room until the entire house had been searched and
pronounced free of dangerous creatures.

  “Jeff and I are going to unload the transport. Stay inside where I know you’ll be safe.” He followed Jeff back outside leaving their wife alone in the house.

  He was sure she was much safer in there than she would be outside helping them. Besides, she was a woman. She didn’t need to be unloading supplies. Beverly already had a huge task ahead of her in taking care of them, the house, and the garden. Thank goodness there were two of them to help her when she needed it. Even though he knew that women had survived back during pioneer days in the Wild West, Caleb wasn’t exactly thrilled to think that their wife was going to have to learn to live in similar conditions. At least they had electricity generated by solar energy. That was something anyway.

  “She’s a quiet thing.” Jeff shifted the luggage closer to the door of the transport so they could reach it easier.

  “Yeah. I hope she’s prepared for life here. Even though the house is really nice and we have electricity, it isn’t going to be a walk in the park. The transport was two weeks late getting here with all the delays on Earth. We still have to get a garden in the ground as well as that fence put up, and we don’t have a lot of time to get it all done.”

  “We’ll manage.”

  Caleb carried one side of the trunk while Jeff had the other side. They carried it upstairs into the master bedroom then turned around and unloaded the rest of the luggage. When they started out after the last of the trunks and suitcases had been left upstairs, Beverly met them at the door.

  “Um, how long before you’ll be ready for dinner?” She looked everywhere but at them.

  “I figure it will take about an hour to unload the supplies and then we’ll probably want a shower before we eat. Hour and a half should do it.” Caleb resisted the urge to hold her by the chin until she looked into his eyes.

  “Okay. I’ll have something ready by then. Do you, um, want me to unpack for you or should I leave your things alone?”

  Jeff exchanged glances with him. “Go ahead and unpack for me if you don’t mind, honey.”

  “Same for me. Just put things where you think they need to go. We’ll learn where everything is.”

  She smiled and quickly glanced at them before turning to walk away. Caleb wasn’t sure what made him do it, but he grabbed her wrist and tugged her back against him. She made a small squealing sound but quickly covered it as she landed with her back against his chest. Her ass nestled nicely a little below the juncture of his thighs. Warmth from her body seeped into his skin. Without thinking about it, he leaned in and rubbed his cheek against hers before kissing her there.

  “Everything’s going to be fine, Bev. If you need us, just yell out the door. We’ll be unloading the supplies.” He released her and followed Jeff outside to take care of business.

  * * * *

  Beverly brushed her fingers across her cheek where Caleb had kissed her. What had brought that on? One minute they were prowling around the house checking for intruders and the next he had her in his arms kissing her cheek. She wasn’t sure what to think.

  Shaking her head to clear it, she hurried up the stairs to unpack. She had a lot to get done before they finished unloading. Arranging their things in the drawers and closet gave her a little insight into their individual personalities. Jeff seemed more laid-back and reserved with his choice of clothing. He proved to be a boxers man who chose conservative colors in his shirts.

  Caleb, on the other hand, wore briefs and seemed to like brighter colors in his shirts. He was also the more outgoing of the two, and when she found his black leather bag in one of the trunks, she nearly passed out. It held an assortment of toys she wasn’t exactly thrilled with. The man was into kink, and she was married to him. Beverly shivered at the thought of being tied up while he had his way with her.

  Oh, God. How will I ever please them when I’m nothing like what they are used to?

  Part of her cringed at the thought of being totally at his mercy, but another part of her was getting wet. She squeezed her legs together in an effort to stop the trickle of arousal that moistened her pussy lips.

  She quickly closed the bag and hid it in the back of the closet they were sharing. With everything unpacked, she shut her thoughts down on what she had gotten herself into and returned to the kitchen. While she’d been upstairs, they had unloaded all of the supplies for the house. It took her a good twenty minutes to sort out the staples and arrange them in the already stocked pantry and fridge.

  It took her a few minutes to decide on what to fix for dinner, but by the time they had returned for their showers, she had a decent meal started. When the sound of their boots descending the stairs reached her ears, Beverly rushed to finish transferring the food to the table.

  “Something smells mighty good.” Caleb walked into the kitchen freshly showered wearing jeans without a shirt.

  Her brothers had never eaten at the table without a shirt before. She wasn’t sure what to think. Then Jeff walked in behind him dressed the same way. He smiled at her before taking his seat at the table across from Caleb.

  Beverly joined them and watched as they began passing the food around, piling their plates high. She was glad she knew enough about hungry men to have cooked plenty. Her brothers had been able to put away some food.

  “Did you get everything put away?” Caleb asked.

  “Y–yes. I think so. Someone had already stocked the kitchen fairly well.”

  “Looks like you managed to unpack all our things, too.” Caleb’s eyes watched her.

  “Um, yes. I think I put everything where you can find it.” Beverly could tell he was alluding to his black bag of toys.

  She refused to bring it up. It was just too embarrassing to mention. She didn’t know them well enough to talk about sex so openly. Oh, who was she kidding? She doubted she would ever be comfortable talking about sex with them. She was so not the woman for them. The damn computer program they used to match them up was flawed. No way would they be happy with her.

  “Food’s great, Beverly.” Jeff spoke up as if he could tell she was uncomfortable.

  “Thanks. I wasn’t sure what you liked. You’re going to have to tell me what your favorites are and what you don’t like.”

  “I’m sure anything you fix will be good.” Jeff’s warm smile eased her discomfort some.

  She smiled back at him, feeling her face heat at the compliment. Knowing that she needed to lose some weight if she was going to be attractive to them, she had limited how much she had put on her plate. She was glad neither man noticed that she hadn’t eaten as much as they had. Of course, being a woman and not working as hard as they did, she shouldn’t eat that much anyway.

  “That was amazing.” Caleb wiped his mouth with a napkin and stood up.

  “I’m stuffed.” Jeff stood as well.

  When both men gathered their plates and headed for the sink, Beverly jumped to her feet and attempted to grab their plates.

  “Here, I’ve got them.”

  “We can take our plates to the sink.” Caleb frowned at her.

  Beverly didn’t know what to think. Her father and her brothers had never done that before. They left the housework entirely up to her and her mother when she was alive. She busied herself with clearing the table to cover her discomfort. They were going to take some getting used to.

  Once they had disappeared into the living room, Beverly released a sigh of relief. Together the two men were nearly overwhelming. Part of her wanted to tear off their clothes and rub herself all over them while the other half cringed at the thought of them seeing her without clothes. Maybe she could talk them into keeping the lights off. She held no illusions that her body would be anything like the women they were used to.

  Besides having muscular thighs and arms from working on the farm back home, she had a rounded belly and wide ass. No amount of exercise seemed to change that. She would have to watch what she ate to lose some of the extra padding.

  After dealing with the di
shes and wiping down the kitchen, Beverly didn’t have any further reason to avoid the living room now. She stepped into the other room and headed toward the couch. The men were each settled in one of the lounge chairs, relaxed and talking. When she started to sit down, Caleb’s rich voice stopped her.

  “Come over here a minute, Bev.”

  She froze and looked toward him. Nothing about his expression hinted at what he wanted. She licked her lips and walked over to him, stopping just shy of his reach. He frowned at her.

  “Are you scared of me?” he asked.

  “N–no. What did you want?” She didn’t move any closer.

  “I want to get to know you, honey. Come here.”

  Beverly drew in a deep breath and inched forward a step. His frown grew deeper. She took another step, which placed her within touching distance. He reached out and tugged on her hand. The tiny zap of a spark shot up her arm and straight to her pussy. If he felt it, he didn’t let on. She nearly fell onto his lap, catching herself with a hand to his chest. Heat spread through her hand and up her arm. Caleb’s chest boasted hot, hard muscles that bunched under her hand.

  The tingle in her belly surprised her. She couldn’t ever remember feeling anything like that before. A flame seemed to grow in her womb, making her pussy wet in the process. Beverly had no idea what was happening to her. One look into Caleb’s eyes let her know that he was well aware of her situation and planned to take advantage of it.

  “Please.”

  He smiled a slow, sexy smile. “Don’t worry, honey. I plan to take real good care of you.”

  Chapter Three

  The tension in Beverly’s body had every protective instinct in him on fire. Her eyes were wide with worry, and she had a death grip on her lower lip with her teeth. Much more and she would draw blood. Caleb soothed his hand up and down her arm in hopes it would help relax her some. He wasn’t used to handling nervous women, but he figured they couldn’t be much different than a frightened filly. They both needed a firm, calm hand.