by Marla Monroe
She fought to keep from begging them to suck her nipples. No way would she give in to their torture this quickly. She wasn’t weak. The fear dissipated some since they hadn’t done anything to worry her so far.
Jeff kissed the corner of her mouth then sucked and nipped his way around her jaw to her ear. He sucked on her earlobe before whispering what they would do to her.
“Just think how it will feel when both of us suck those taut nipples into our mouths. I can already taste those pretty berries. We’re going to lick our way down your body until we reach your toes. Then we’ll suck on them one by one.”
Caleb took over whispering in her other ear. “Then I’m going to nibble my way up your thigh until I reach that hot, wet pussy. It’s going to taste so good. I can already feel how wet you’re going to be when I bury my face there. I’m going to suck all your juices up then make you come so you’ll make more.”
“You have enough for both of us, don’t you, baby?” Jeff ran the tip of his tongue all around the shell of her ear.
Beverly shivered. She was beginning to have trouble focusing when they talked that way to her and each was doing something different to her body with their hands and mouths. Maybe she wouldn’t be able to handle much more after all.
“Will you have enough of your tangy cream for us, honey?” Caleb asked.
“Y–yes. Oh, God, you’re killing me.” She hadn’t meant to say that.
They chuckled against her body so that she shivered again. Caleb had returned to her feet and was massaging each of them one at a time. When she felt wet heat around her big toe, she nearly screamed. When had her toes turned into erogenous zones? Teeth scraped up her toe then back down again. She felt it all the way to her pussy. If he didn’t stop soon, she just might climax from that alone.
Jeff had returned to her breasts and was rubbing and squeezing them, but he didn’t play with her nipples like she wanted him to. Without meaning to, she arched her back in an attempt to get him to touch the hard nubs. She was almost certain if they did, she would go up in smoke.
“Don’t move, honey. Be still for us. I don’t want you to accidently rub your skin raw with the rope.” Caleb ran his fingers around the rope on her ankles, and Jeff did the same with her wrists.
They must have been fine because the next thing she knew, both men had licked across her pebbled nipples. It was too fast for her to savor and enjoy it. She did whimper this time.
“Don’t tease me like that.”
“Shh, honey. We’ll take care of you—eventually. Let it build, Bev. Feel how good it is when it grows inside of you.” Caleb’s words did little to alleviate the need that had already built deep in her core.
“I bet if it stuck my fingers in that hot cunt of yours it would be wet and tight, squeezing my fingers like vise grips,” Jeff said.
“Do it. Put your fingers inside of me.” She couldn’t believe she’d demanded that they finger-fuck her.
Caleb chuckled. “Not yet, honey. We aren’t finished playing yet.”
While Jeff played with both of her breasts with his mouth and fingers, Caleb ran one finger all around her slit and through her pussy lips without entering her or touching her throbbing clit. Jeff ran his tongue all over her breasts, and then, without warning, he nipped her nipples hard enough to have her gasping followed by a long rasp of his wet tongue.
“Oh. My. God!” She panted as an orgasm threatened to erupt, but no matter how hard she strained for it, it remained just out of reach.
She screamed in frustration when Jeff merely started licking her neck and sucking on her earlobe again. Then Caleb teased the entrance to her pussy with the tip of his finger. No matter how much she bucked, she couldn’t force it in any farther than the entrance.
Caleb finally lay between her legs and spread her pussy lips apart with his fingers. She strained against the ropes in an effort to get closer to him. He licked all along the seam of her pussy but only ran the tip around her clit with each pass. She groaned, wanting to give in and beg them to make her come. She fought though. She wouldn’t beg. Not yet.
“What does it feel like, honey, when you’re stretched thin with need and so close that you can taste it?” Caleb’s soft voice was a stimulant in and of itself. If he kept talking low and dirty to her, she’d come for sure.
“It itches, like a thousand ants are marching over my skin. I need to rub somewhere—anywhere. My muscles are poised just on the edge so that if they tighten even an eighth of a centimeter I’ll explode. I burn inside like a river of molten lava is flowing through my veins.”
Beverly thrashed her head from side to side. She couldn’t get comfortable with the need riding her so hard. Surely they would help her soon. She couldn’t survive this painful ache much longer. She’d even resorted to trying to blow cool air across her hard nipples in an effort to obtain some form of relief.
Both men stared down at her with heavy-lidded eyes. She could tell they were just as turned on as she was and were probably in a bad way themselves. Still, that didn’t help her any at the moment.
Then everything changed.
Jeff sucked one nipple deep into his mouth and rubbed it with his tongue while pulling and twisting the other one. Caleb made a nest between her thighs and started licking her pussy juices with wild abandon. Suddenly it was too much, too soon. She had been sure she would detonate with just one touch, but now she was hung on the edge and felt as if she would never get free.
“Oh, God! Stop. I can’t take it. It’s too much.”
Caleb released one of her swollen folds. “No. It’s not enough. You can take more.”
They tortured her with their hands and mouths until Beverly felt as if her head would explode from the pressure. Finally Caleb looked up at her with eyes as wild as she knew hers were.
“Come, Beverly. Come now!”
He latched onto her clit with his teeth and strummed it like a guitar string pulled tight at the same time he thrust his finger deep into her cunt and found her hotspot. While he stroked with his finger and tongue, Jeff bit one of her nipples and pinched the other one. Stars exploded behind her eyelids that she had squeezed tight. She felt as if all the muscles in her legs and ass were convulsing at the same time.
Her veins burned with fire as her orgasm pulsed through her body in never ending waves. Surely she would die from this. There was no way she wouldn’t stroke out from the pressure. Nothing had ever prepared her for this. They hadn’t even fucked her, and she was totally wasted.
The next thing she knew, her arms and legs had been released and the men were massaging them to stir the circulation. With the way she felt, she was sure she had levitated off the bed and pulled her joints out of their sockets. Every muscle ached in a delicious way. Somehow she needed to catch her breath and regain some of her ability to move. She needed to tell them how wonderful it had been. She needed to take care of them now, but right then, she was toast.
* * * *
“What, baby?” Jeff smiled and leaned down to hear what she was trying to whisper.
“So good.”
He chuckled. “We’re not finished yet.”
Her eyes widened, and both he and Caleb laughed at her panicked expression. He kissed her lightly on the lips since she was still panting, trying to catch her breath. He slipped down her body and moved between her legs. Pulling them over his arms, he rubbed his throbbing cock up and down her copious juices so that his cockhead dragged over her clit several times. With each touch, she jerked her hips against him.
He was so hard he knew he wouldn’t last long. That was probably a good thing considering that she was exhausted and Caleb still wanted to bury himself in her pussy as well. He lined his dick up with her slit and thrust into her wet sleeve. Fuck, she felt good.
“Aw, baby. I’ll never get enough of your sweet pussy.” He pulled back and thrust again.
Caleb was talking to her as he tunneled in and out of her hot cunt. Nothing had ever felt as good as their Beverly.
> “You should watch his cock disappear inside your pussy, honey. It’s so damn sexy. Look at his face. See how good he feels buried in your cunt? I can’t wait to feel you squeeze my dick, Bev. I know it’s going to be so good.”
Jeff opened his eyes and watched his shaft burrow deeper into her body over and over again. Then he looked up to watch her face as he angled his dick to rub her sweet spot. Her eyes rolled back, and her mouth fell open.
Thank God she was close. He wasn’t going to be able to hold on more than a few more seconds.
He pulled her legs higher over his arms, making the angle deeper. A soft keening erupted from her throat, growing louder with each stroke of his cock into her depths. Finally, he felt her ripple around him, squeezing him until his balls erupted, his cum shooting up his shaft and deep inside her. Over and over, he sent streams of cum to coat her womb. He felt as if every drop of liquid in his body had left him with his climax.
Her oh, God, oh, God finally made it through his ringing ears as he gently pulled out and stretched out next to her. With shaking hands, he lightly stroked her still-quivering belly to help her calm down. He felt as if his eyes were crossed. Suddenly he wanted some water, but he didn’t think his legs would hold him yet. He’d go get them all some in a few minutes.
Caleb rolled over and captured her lips in a kiss. He could tell she was still fighting to breathe by the way her chest rose and fell too fast to be normal. Caleb released her from the kiss seconds later but continued to torture her with nipping kisses and licks down her chin and around to her neck. He left small, red areas along the way. Then he lapped at a spot between her neck and shoulder before pulling back and taking his place between her legs.
She reached out to him with one arm. He took her hand, and she smiled at him. Jeff was glad she wasn’t asking him to wait or telling him to stop. Caleb would if she asked him to. He had no doubt that his partner would honor her request. Not many men would be able to control themselves at this point.
He watched as Caleb’s long dick was slowly swallowed up by Beverly’s body. All of that flesh just disappeared as he fed it to her dripping pussy. He had no trouble getting inside of her with the combination of his seed and her cum. It wasn’t long before he was thrusting in and out of her in quick strokes that seemed almost desperate, and maybe they were considering the intense expression on Caleb’s face.
“Fuck yeah! Your pussy is so good, honey. Squeeze me like that again.” Caleb’s eyes closed for a second.
Jeff could tell his friend was close when his rhythm began to falter. He reached down and stroked Beverly’s clit while he watched her face. He didn’t want to miss seeing her come. Her mouth flew open even as she yelled out their names. The look of rapture on her face was beyond beautiful.
Caleb’s hoarse shout followed soon after. Jeff jerked his hand from between them as the other man collapsed on top of Beverly with a grunt. Shaking his head, Jeff pushed Caleb off of their wife before he smothered her.
“Sorry. So damn good. Can’t breathe.” Caleb was wheezing as he struggled to take a deep breath.
Jeff watched as the other man found her hand and brought it to his lips to kiss. He hoped Beverly was aware enough to notice. Her eyes were closed and she was gasping as well.
After a few minutes, she opened her eyes just enough that he could see how hazy they still were. She tried to lick her lips, but her tongue appeared to be too dry to do the job. He smiled.
“Will you two be okay for a second while I run downstairs to get some water? You’re not going to die on me or anything are you?”
Caleb forced out a breathy chuckle. “We’ll be fine. I’m not that old yet.”
Jeff nodded, and after dropping a quick kiss on Beverly’s cheek, he hurried downstairs to the kitchen and grabbed one glass and the water pitcher. He figured that was the easiest way. They could share the glass, and he would return the pitcher back to the kitchen before they fell asleep.
When he made it back upstairs, he walked into the bedroom to hear Caleb talking to Beverly in a soft voice as he stroked her head.
“You’re perfect, honey. I don’t think I’ve ever come that hard before.”
Jeff didn’t hear what she said as he set the glass on the bedside table and poured water into it. He offered it to her first. Caleb helped her sit up while she drank the entire glass. He refilled it and offered it to her again, but she just shook her head. Caleb eased her back down to the pillow then emptied the glass as well. Jeff finished off a glass himself before taking it all back downstairs again.
This time when he made it back they were both sound asleep. He smiled and climbed back into the bed, snuggling up against Beverly’s back. She was curled around Caleb with her head on his shoulder. Maybe things were looking up. So far everything had fallen into place without much trouble. Now all they had to do was pick up the horses, divide the herd, drive it to their land, and work out a schedule with the other two men that worked for all of them.
What could go wrong?
Chapter Twelve
Beverly paced around inside the house the next day waiting for the men to return with the horses. They’d driven the transport over to the other ranch and would pull the horses back in the trailer behind it. They couldn’t go very fast with it attached on the way there or back, so it would take most of the morning. The wait was driving her crazy for some reason. She’d never been a worrier before, but since arriving on Alpha, she’d developed the irritating tendency.
With the garden newly planted, all she’d had to do was check to see if it needed watering. Since it didn’t, that left her with too much time on her hands. After making a brief entry into the diary that there was nothing to do, she walked around the backyard to look over the plants. Caleb and Jeff had already searched for anything that was poisonous and destroyed it outside of the fenced area. Still, she carried her pamphlet on dangerous plants that one of the other women who lived on the planet had printed up. She wasn’t going to take a chance.
Even though she hadn’t found anything, she had located a stone berry bush just outside the fence that they could harvest come fall. The guys would have to go with her, but that was fine with her. She could pick berries while they watched for danger.
After exploring the chicken coop that stood ready, Beverly returned to the house and made a quick sweep through the house to be sure there was nothing that needed cleaning or washing. Now she was left with nothing to do but pace and stare out the windows. She checked the clock for the thousandth time and found that they had only been gone a little over three hours. It would be another two or three before they made it back.
She sighed and decided that, since she was bored, she might as well exercise. She hadn’t gotten up early enough to do her normal routine before the men made it up since they were leaving out before dawn. She’d rushed to put together something for them to eat then watched as they hitched up the trailer and pulled out as the sun made it up over the short treetops.
After thirty minutes of jogging in place, doing jumping jacks followed by lunges, she stretched out on the floor in the living room to do leg lifts and sit-ups. She hated this part. It didn’t help that halfway through them she ended up with stomach cramps. Then she managed to hit her left ankle on the coffee table hard enough to leave a red spot the size of a silver dollar. When she’d finally completed her routine, Beverly collapsed back to the floor and closed her eyes to rest for a few minutes. She had plenty of time to get up and take a quick shower before the guys made it back.
A weird noise jerked her eyes open sometime later. Had she fallen asleep? She looked around her but didn’t see anything. Her ankle burned, and her belly was sore from the cramps. She closed her eyes again, but a scuffling sound had her sitting up and looking around in earnest. She was positive she’d heard something. She stared at the couch, wondering if there was something under it. Realizing she was on the floor right next to it, Beverly jumped up and climbed on the coffee table. There was no way she could check under
neath. If there was something there, it might attack her.
Several long minutes went by as she sat cross-legged on the table without another sound interrupting the creepy silence. Finally, she talked herself into getting off the coffee table and hurrying upstairs to take a shower. She still didn’t check under the couch. The guys could do that when they returned, if she told them. That was all she needed. They would tease her and think she was prone to hysterics if she told them she heard a noise and was afraid there was something under the couch.
She quickly showered, washing her hair so it wouldn’t smell like sweat. She wanted to make a good impression with their neighbors. She hoped she and the woman would become good friends. It would be nice to have someone to visit with occasionally and talk to over the radio when possible.
As she dried off, the place on her right ankle burned when she wiped over it with the towel. Funny, she thought it had been the other leg. She didn’t bother looking at it. Instead she dressed in pale-blue capris with a white blouse and sandals. She left her hair down, though she normally wore it up in a ponytail. Thank goodness it wasn’t so hot yet that she couldn’t tolerate it down.
She heard the sound of the transport as it pulled up to the barn. Beverly looked out the bedroom window to see them climb out of the buggy and walk back to the trailer. She couldn’t wait to see the horses. Even if she couldn’t go out to check on them right now, she could get a closer look with the binoculars.
It didn’t take long to find them in the office and return to the living room window to watch them unload the horses. Two of them were a pretty bay color with white socks. The third was a dapple that pranced a bit when they led him from the trailer around to the barn. They all looked like wonderful horses to her from there. Her husbands didn’t look so bad either. With a giggle, she returned the binoculars to the office and hurried to the kitchen to make sandwiches.
