by Marla Monroe
“You don’t need to ever wear anything to bed with us, Bev. We like you naked and open to our touch. We’ll keep you warm at night.” He lowered his head and drew in one nipple that he teased with his tongue before lightly biting it.
She moaned and thrust her breasts up for more. Then Jeff took the other nipple into his mouth, and between the two men, she lost herself in their slow seduction. She couldn’t think when they touched her like this. Jeff had one hand in her hair while the other one mounded her breast deeper into his mouth.
“Fuck, I need more.” Caleb’s harsh voice played havoc with her heartbeat as he slowly licked and sucked his way down her body.
He stopped and paid close attention to the last rib along her ribcage, licking along the skin covering it. Then he found the ticklish spot at the juncture of her pelvis and hip. Instead of diving into her aching pussy as she had hoped he would, Caleb detoured down her inner thighs. Each stroke of his tongue or barely there touch of his fingers brought a low groan from her mouth and a shiver over her body.
“Please, Caleb. Don’t tease me.”
His soft chuckle against her thigh gave her little hope he would cut his play short and give her what she needed, craved.
“Bev, honey. I could explore your body all day long and never get enough of you.”
She wished that were true. She knew he only said those things to be kind. That fact quickly drifted away as he finally nuzzled her mound with his nose. Warm fingers separated her folds, and his first lick through her juices had her pumping her pelvis in an attempt to force more of his tongue over her sensitive flesh.
“God, your cunt is so hot and wet. You smell like the freshest of springs, and I want to drink until I’m drunk off of your sweet nectar. Give me more, Bev.” Caleb entered her pussy with his finger even as he continued to lap at her juices.
“Please!” She couldn’t say anything more because, at that moment, he added a second finger, pumping them in and out.
Her breath came in sharp pants that did nothing to spread the much needed oxygen throughout her body. Surely she would pass out soon if she didn’t manage to get a full breath.
Then he changed how he was stroking her, his fingers curling up to press against her sweet spot. Before she realized it, an orgasm rolled through her, arching her back and contracting her cunt around Caleb’s fingers.
“Aw, hell, yeah. Give me all that cream.” He sucked on her clit then licked all around her folds until he seemed satisfied that he’d gotten everything she had to give.
Beverly lay panting, her hands gripping the bottom sheet in a squeeze release pattern. He chuckled and crawled up over her body once again. This time, he didn’t kiss her. Instead, he licked along her neck before shifting his pelvis and sliding his long, hard cock deep into her wet cunt. The sudden invasion tore a gasp from her mouth. Caleb stilled.
“Are you okay?”
“Please don’t stop.” She tried to make him move with her hips.
She reached up to run her hands down his chest as he pulled back and plunged in again and again. She turned her head toward where Jeff lay next to her on the bed expecting him to want her to suck his thick cock, but he just lay there with his head propped up with his hand and watched her. When their eyes met, he smiled and leaned over to whisper in her ear.
“I love watching your face when you’re turned on. The only thing better is to see your eyes go dark and glassy when you come.”
Caleb suddenly rolled over with her, and she found herself on top with his dick deeper than before. It almost felt like he was in her throat.
“Jeff, play with her ass. We need to be getting it ready for when we take her together.”
Beverly’s eyes widened as she watched Jeff roll off the bed and pull something out of the drawer of the bedside table. She refocused on Caleb’s face. His honey-gold eyes were darker and filled with his arousal. She knew they would be having anal sex but had hoped they would give her some time.
Hell, I’ve had six months to get used to the idea. Why does it scare me so much?
She, like the other women on the shuttle, had been lectured on this and even given butt plugs along with lube and instructions on how to prepare themselves. It wasn’t like she hadn’t used the butt plug and tried to get used to the invasive feeling of something in her ass. It was just that anal sex seemed almost like a punishment, like the ultimate type of domination. She didn’t want to feel as if she wasn’t their wife, but their plaything.
Caleb must have noticed a change in her because he held her still with his hands on her hips. She tried to move on him, but he stopped her and looked up at her.
“What is it, Bev?”
“N–nothing. What do you mean?”
“You stiffened up. Are you afraid of anal sex? I thought they talked about it while we were on the shuttle.”
“Talking about it and doing it are two different things, Caleb,” Jeff pointed out.
She felt Jeff’s hand on her lower back as he rubbed slow circles over her skin. She wanted to lean back against him but held off. This was important. She didn’t want to give the wrong impression.
“Yes. We did talk about it and all. I guess it makes me nervous. I thought maybe we would have a little more time before we, uh, tried that.” There, she’d said it.
“We weren’t going to do it tonight, baby,” Jeff assured her. “We just want to get you ready so that, when we do, it won’t be such a shock and maybe you won’t be so nervous. We would never do anything to hurt you, baby.”
Caleb rolled his hips, and his cock moved inside of her. It distracted her enough that she didn’t resist when he slowly pulled her down to his chest.
“Just relax and let Jeff play with you back there. He won’t hurt you. I promise.”
All she could do was nod her head and wrap her arms around Caleb’s sides. One of his hands rubbed up and down her back while the other smoothed her hair from her face.
Jeff’s hands massaged her ass cheeks before she felt his lips there kissing each side. When he slowly drew his finger down the crevice to rub over her back hole, she moaned and nearly jumped. Something wet pressed against her there, and she gasped when she realized it was Jeff’s tongue.
“No!”
Chapter Eight
Beverly nearly jerked out of Caleb’s arms. This wasn’t right. He shouldn’t do that.
“Easy, Beverly. Has no one every kissed or licked you there?”
“No. It’s wrong.”
“Nothing’s wrong as long as it doesn’t hurt anyone. It feels good, doesn’t it?” Jeff asked in a soft, deep voice.
She didn’t say anything as he licked her all around the little rosette then nipped at her buttocks before kissing the wounded spot. Warmth spread through her body like a full-body flush. She shouldn’t enjoy this, but she did. Then something cool slid down the crack of her ass and Jeff’s finger drew it down to her tiny opening where he rubbed it in and all around the puckered star.
“I know it’s a bit cold, but it will warm up. Try and relax your muscles for me, Beverly.” Jeff’s voice sounded so dark.
She couldn’t help but recognize the need in it. He wanted her there. She tried to relax her butt so that when he slowly pressed one finger inside of her she didn’t fight it. Instead, she moaned when he began to pump it in and out of her dark hole.
“Just think, honey. Soon you’ll have both of us inside of you at one time. I’ll take this hot pussy while Jeff fucks your tight ass.”
Caleb continued to tell her dirty things they wanted to do to her while Jeff added more lube and then a second finger. This time it pinched as he carefully pressed them past the tight ring of muscles in her ass. She hissed out a harsh breath while he moved them in and out of her.
“Maybe we should think about playing with a butt plug next time, Jeff. What do you think about that?” Caleb’s deep, controlled voice reminded her that he had the bag of toys in the closet.
“Just thinking about her walking around wi
th it in her ass while we’re at work would keep me hard all day,” Jeff said.
She wasn’t sure how she felt about that. Maybe knowing that they would be thinking about her would help her deal with the uncomfortable feeling of something in her butt.
“What do you think, Bev? Have you ever played with a butt plug?” Caleb asked.
“J–Just on the spaceship. We talked about them then.” She wondered about some of the other toys she’d seen there. “D–Do you like to use those things in your bag?”
“Only if you want to use them. We’ll go slow and see what you like. We’ll never do anything you don’t like.”
“You’re doing so good, baby,” Jeff said. “Relax and see how full you feel now.
“Once you have us both inside of you it will be amazing. Imagine how it will seem to be full of cock.” Caleb began to pump his dick in and out of her body again while Jeff pumped his thick fingers in her ass.
A wicked pressure built deep inside of her. She couldn’t believe it. How could she possibly climax with Jeff’s fingers in her back hole? It wasn’t right, but she couldn’t ignore the tightening in her cunt or the hot electricity that seemed to simmer just below her skin. When her heart began to thump harder and harder, she was sure it would push right through her chest.
Caleb increased his pace and thrust harder into her pussy while she struggled to stay still for the dual assault on her senses. His dick stroked places inside of her that tightened her all over. That made her more aware of the fingers in her ass that were sending signals to her clit that she had pleasure nerves even where she didn’t think she did.
“Fuck! I’m not going to last much longer. She’s so fucking tight.” Caleb’s confession was the last straw.
Beverly wanted to feel him come inside of her, knowing he hadn’t been able to hold off as long as he wanted to. She tightened her muscles on his thrusting cock even as her own body began to quiver inside.
“Aw, hell, honey. Do that again.” Caleb pressed a hand between their bodies and began to rub over her clit.
Everything caught her just right. She cried out their names as her body exploded into a sea of white-hot bliss that threatened to consume her. She couldn’t stop the scream that followed as Caleb filled her cunt with his hot cum. Splash after splash coated her cervix.
When she was finally able to open her eyes and draw a complete breath again, Beverly realized that not only had Jeff removed his fingers but was cleaning her with a warm, wet cloth. She didn’t even have enough energy left to complain about it. When the cloth disappeared, she chanced looking over her shoulder, but he was already gone. She closed her eyes for a second but opened them when the bed dipped.
“Jeff? You didn’t, um…”
“Don’t worry, baby. I’ll get mine later. Rest now.” Jeff helped Caleb settle her between them.
When Caleb didn’t say anything, she looked over and found him sound asleep. She was a little disappointed that he hadn’t said anything to her afterward, but he was bound to be exhausted after working so hard all day.
“I wish I had been able to see your face when you came,” Jeff said as he pressed tight against her back.
“I feel guilty that you didn’t.” Beverly felt his hand on her waist, so she pulled it around her.
“Don’t be, baby. There’s no keeping score. It all works out in the big scheme of things. Just rest.”
She couldn’t help it when her eyes closed and wouldn’t open back up. She was tired. It would take some time getting used to working again. After six months on the shuttle, she’d gotten out of the habit of getting up early and taking care of a house. Soon she’d have the garden as well. She needed to get back in the swing of things fast. Even as she worried about being able to handle it all by herself, she thought again about how distant Caleb seemed to be. She would try harder to get him to accept her, starting out by losing some weight. No doubt he was used to thinner women with more sophistication. Jeff seemed more down-to-earth, but what man wouldn’t prefer that their wife be petite?
Beverly vowed to become the perfect wife for them no matter what. She could do it. She had to do it. There was no way she could spend the rest of her life with two men who weren’t happy.
* * * *
Something woke Caleb up earlier than usual the next morning. He lay still listening but heard nothing that would account for the way he’d jerked awake. Then he realized that Beverly wasn’t in the bed anymore. He glanced over at the clock and found that it was almost an hour before sunrise. What was she doing up?
He checked to be sure Jeff was still asleep before he climbed out of bed and quickly dressed in the dim light from the cracked bathroom door. Once downstairs, he headed straight to the kitchen. Sure enough, he found her sipping coffee at the table. She was sweating. He couldn’t figure out why when the house was a pleasant temperature. Even if she’d done something dumb like go outside, she would have been cool, not sweaty. He walked all the way into the kitchen, catching her off guard.
“Good morning, Caleb.” She watched him as he stepped into the room.
“Morning. What are you doing up so early?” He walked over to the coffeepot and poured a cup before grabbing a seat at the table.
“I woke up and was wide awake, so I figured I’d come on down here so I wouldn’t wake you guys up.”
“Why are you sweating?”
“Oh, um, I was moving some things around in the pantry to where I wanted them. I guess I got hot in that small space.” She didn’t look at him as she sipped her coffee.
“Do you need me to move anything that’s up high? I’d rather you didn’t climb up on a ladder if you don’t have to.”
She finally looked up and smiled at him. “No thanks. There wasn’t anything up high I needed to move. Most of that stuff I rarely will use anyway.”
He watched her and nodded without saying anything. She was keeping something from him. Why? What was there to hide? They barely knew each other as it was. Worry set up housekeeping in his chest. He didn’t like the unease that was apparent to him in her eyes.
“If you’re up, I’m sure Jeff will be up soon. I better start breakfast.” She stood up and hurried over to the refrigerator.
Caleb watched as she made breakfast. She settled down while she cooked as if the process gave her some measure of comfort. Just as he stood up to pour another cup of coffee, Jeff walked in with a smile on his face.
“Good morning. Why am I the last one out of bed this morning?” he asked.
Beverly smiled at him before taking down a cup for him. “You were sleeping so well. Both of you worked hard yesterday. I’m sure you needed your rest.”
Caleb nodded at the other man as he sat across the table from him and took a sip from his mug. He turned his gaze back to their wife and watched her flirt around the kitchen like a dancing fairy. There was something about her that settled him. No, she wasn’t his normal type of woman, but she filled some part of him he hadn’t even realized needed filling. He looked over at Jeff and wondered if she would grow to love them over time. Jeff, he was sure, would be able to win her affections. Him? He wasn’t so sure.
“Okay, guys. Eat up.” She started setting bowls and platters on the table.
Once she had refilled their coffee, she joined them at the table. He and Jeff had been discussing the fence and garden. She joined in asking when they thought they would have it completed so that she could venture outside.
“I’m already getting claustrophobic and bored. I’m used to being outside a lot.”
“We should have the fence done by tomorrow night. Then we’ll work on the garden again,” Caleb told her.
“When are we going to go see the others?” she asked.
“Let’s get the garden started and we’ll find out how they are doing.” Jeff smiled.
“Have you found a bell yet?” Caleb asked her, changing the subject.
“Actually I found something better. It’s an air horn. I don’t have a clue what it was suppose
d to be used for, but if it works, it will be perfect.”
“I guess we will see if it works at lunch.” Caleb wiped his mouth with his napkin and stood up to carry his plate to the sink.
“I just hope I don’t deafen myself when I try it.” He grinned when she laughed.
“Ready to go, Jeff?” he asked.
“Let’s get going. I’m anxious to get it finished.” Jeff added his plate to the dishes in the sink and headed toward the door.
“Be careful out there you two. I’ll try the air horn around lunchtime.” Beverly followed them to the door and smiled when they both kissed her before walking outside.
Caleb watched as she closed the door behind them before stepping off the porch. The tools were in the supply shed as was the fencing material. He and Jeff each grabbed what they needed and carried a roll of fencing between them. Then they returned and grabbed a gate. They planned to have one gate at the back of the yard and one by the side of the house. They were putting up a six-foot fence, but he worried it wasn’t tall enough based on the creatures they had seen already.
While they worked together pulling the fencing tight and securing it to the posts, Caleb thought about what else needed to be done before they officially started to work. They needed to make sure the small barn that would house three horses was ready and then get them from their partner ranch back east of them. Then there were the dreaded chickens that they were supposed to raise as well. He hated dealing with chickens, but they were necessary.
“What are you thinking about?” Jeff asked.
Caleb chuckled. “Thinking about all the things we’ve still got to get done before next week.”
“Seems like an awful lot. I agree. We may need to postpone the chickens ’til next weekend or even the weekend after that.”
“You thought about them, too?”
Jeff shook his head. “I don’t like dealing with them, but we need them for the meat and the eggs. They’re messy things.”
