by Marla Monroe
“Damn, that felt good.”
“Suck his cock, Jessie. Suck it down your throat for me.”
He watched as she took him all the way down. Seeing his brother’s cock disappear in her mouth brought him to the edge. He struggled to hold back just a little longer. He didn’t want it to be over with so soon, but her pussy began to convulse around his throbbing cock. He knew he was a goner when she began to buck as he tapped her clit with his finger. She took him over with her as he filled up her cunt with his cum.
For long seconds he couldn’t move. Then he carefully pulled out and lay down beside her. She panted around Kent’s cock, then redoubled her efforts at sucking his dick. He watched her throat convulse around Kent’s cock over and over. He grabbed her face and began to fuck her mouth in short, quick strokes until he threw back his head and shouted as he came.
Jessie swallowed it all then licked him clean. She sighed and lay back to rest.
“I think I could take a nap now.” She stretched and rolled over to wrap herself around Wyatt, laying her head on his shoulder.
It thrilled him to have her turn to him for a change. Kent grinned at him and winked. His brother was happy about it also. Kent spooned behind her and pulled her hair away from her face to kiss her neck and shoulder.
She let out a delicate little snore that had them both struggling not to laugh and wake her up.
“She’s something else, isn’t she?” Wyatt said.
“She’s the best thing that has happened to us. It nearly killed me waiting on her to grow up,” Kent confessed.
“You wouldn’t have if I hadn’t kept a heavy hand on you,” Wyatt teased.
“It was hard because she teased us so much. She knew what she wanted even back then.”
“I’m worried about winter coming up, Kent.”
“Yeah, me too. This is all new to us. Brandon said he and Bolton would help us, but they have their own home to care for.”
“I think it’s time to go to Barter Town and trade for some chickens and another cow to build up a herd. Brandon said we’re welcome to use their bull. I don’t know what we would do without them, and we’ve only known them a week.” Wyatt huffed out a breath. He didn’t like depending on anyone. He’d always taken care of his little family.
“We can’t take Jessie with us. We can leave her with Heather, I bet.”
“Good idea. Bolton and Brandon will keep her safe.”
“She’s awake and listening to you,” Jessie said with a yawn.
“Sorry, baby. We were just talking.” Wyatt felt his face heat at being caught.
“I don’t mind staying with Heather. I like her, but I don’t like you saying I can’t do something.”
“Brandon said there are black-market men there looking to steal any female they can get their hands on. We don’t want to take a chance of losing you,” Wyatt explained.
“Believe me, I don’t want that happening either. I’ve had enough excitement to last a lifetime.”
“Okay. Time for you to get some sleep for real. I’m going to run and check on the animals and feed Dog.” Wyatt reluctantly extracted himself from her arms and rolled out of bed.
He pulled on jeans, not bothering with thermals. He’d only be out for a few minutes.
“Be careful out there.” Jessie grasped his hand and squeezed it.
“Kent, keep her warm.”
“I’ve got it covered.”
Wyatt shoved his hands into a shirt and then put on his socks and boots. He took one last look at Jessie in his brother’s arms and headed downstairs to tend to the animals and make sure the house was locked up.
Nothing seemed out of place around the barn, and everything looked fine. He gave Dog food and closed the barn for the night. He walked back in the house and secured all the doors. Never again would he become complacent and take it for granted that Jessie could be snatched at any time. She was his life, and he would treat her like the precious jewel she was. Between him and his brother, they would make sure she was happy and content.
One last look and he climbed the stairs to join his family in bed.
Chapter Thirteen
Fall turned into winter with a vengeance. Snow surprised everyone, and they scrambled to get ready. Kent couldn’t believe so much time had passed. They had developed a close relationship with Brandon and his family. Jessie and Heather were great friends. Wyatt had proven to be totally besotted with Jessie, and Kent enjoyed watching them together. If they could only get through this winter, they would be home free.
“What are you so deep in thought about?” Jessie asked, wrapping her arms around him from behind.
“Just thinking about this winter. Worried that we aren’t prepared enough.”
“Heather says we’ll be just fine. Doesn’t she look good pregnant?”
“She’s definitely glowing.” He gulped. Was Jessie trying to tell him something?
“Hey, don’t look sick,” she said, looking around at his face. “I’m not pregnant—yet.”
“God help us if you end up pregnant anytime soon. Wyatt will have kittens himself.”
Jessie giggled. “Come on. It’s time for bed. I’m cold and need my men around me.”
Kent didn’t have to be told twice. He looked around for Wyatt but didn’t see him.
“Have you seen Wyatt?”
“Hmm, not for a little while. He didn’t say he was going anywhere, did he?” Jessie asked.
“Jessie, go on inside and lock the doors. I’m going to check around. He’s probably somewhere working on something, but I don’t want to take a chance. I don’t see Dog, either.”
“Kent? Please be careful.”
“Get on inside, Jessie. Lock the doors, and don’t open them for any reason until one of us comes back.”
He watched Jessie run to the house and lock the doors. Then he headed to the barn first. Even though the door was latched on the outside, he went on in and checked to be sure he wasn’t lying somewhere, hurt. Not finding him there, he closed the barn and latched it. Next was the shop. He did spend a lot of time in there. Kent walked out there and opened the door to find the room empty. Shit. His options were thinning.
Kent called out for him but received no answer, and no bark could be heard over the blowing wind that had begun to pick up. He walked out behind the garden they’d plowed under several weeks before. Surely he hadn’t gone off into the woods for some reason. He couldn’t leave Jessie too much longer, but he was worried about Wyatt. He wouldn’t last the night in the cold if something had happened to him.
He walked out into the woods a little ways and called out. This time, he heard the answering bark of Dog. He called out again, and Wyatt and Dog appeared. Wyatt had a gun with him.
“Where in the hell have you been? I’ve been looking everywhere for you, and Jessie is scared to death something has happened to you.”
“Sorry, I went in farther than I had planned. Saw a wolf and went after it, but I lost it.”
“Don’t need one this close to the house, that’s for sure. I don’t want the same thing to happen to Jessie that happened to Heather.” Kent shuddered at the thought.
“What are we going to do?” Wyatt asked.
“Well, Jessie can’t go out by herself at all until we hunt him down, that’s for sure.”
“I’m going to talk to Brandon and Bolton tomorrow about it. It’s close enough to their neck of the woods as well.” Wyatt nodded toward the house. “Better get home before Jessie decides to come looking for us. I’d hate to have to spank her ass.”
“Hmm, I don’t know. She might like it,” Kent said with a chuckle.
“What do you think about anal sex?” Wyatt asked Kent.
“Hell, man. I want in her ass so bad, I could die, but I don’t want to hurt her.”
“If we’re careful, it shouldn’t really hurt. You know that. We’ve done it often enough in the past.”
“Yea, but this is Jessie,” Kent reminded him.
“I
know.” Wyatt sighed. “I can’t help but want to give her the best ride of her life.”
“We’ll see how she reacts to being prepared. If she’s not into it, I’m not pushing her, Wyatt.”
“Hell, no. I wouldn’t do that for anything.”
“Come on. She’s probably frantic by now.”
* * * *
Jessie curled around Kent, waiting on Wyatt to come to bed after his shower. He always went downstairs and checked all the locks for a second time. She thought it was overprotective of him but didn’t say anything. She liked feeling safe.
He came running up the stairs and all but jumped in the bed. Kent and Jessie squeezed up to keep him from landing on them. They all died laughing.
“What’s gotten into you tonight?” Jessie asked, climbing on top of him.
“Just glad it’s snuggle time.” He wiggled his eyebrows. “How about you ride me, cowgirl?”
“Yippie aye ay.” She started to climb on his hardened dick, but Kent stopped her.
“No you don’t. Not yet. I want to prep that pussy first. You just lie down on Wyatt.”
“I’m all wet and ready now, Kent.”
“Humor me, baby.”
Jessie stuck her tongue out at him but complied. She licked and nibbled on Wyatt’s chest and nipples until she had him squirming. Then she was the one squirming as Kent began playing with her pussy. He tickled her clit with his finger, then plunged two of them inside her. She moaned and laid her head down on Wyatt’s chest, just trying to breathe around the pleasure. He fucked her cunt with his fingers, then stroked her hot spot until she was about ready to come.
Then, she felt him circle her back hole. She stilled as he gathered her juices and spread them around her ass. He slowly pushed his thumb inward.
“Push out for me, baby. Let me in.”
Jessie wanted this. She wanted both of her men filling her and hadn’t known how to bring it up. They were doing it for her. She pushed out and his thumb popped in past the ring of resistance. He began pushing it in and out. Then he pulled it free, and she felt a cold gel squeezed in her ass. She shivered.
Kent pushed a finger inside of her ass. Soon he was pushing in and pulling out over and over. Then he added a second one. It burned, but she could handle a little burn. He shoved them in and out, spreading them to prepare her for his thick cock. When he added a third finger, she thought she would cry out with the tremendous burn, but it gave way to something far better. She felt nerve endings coming alive. She couldn’t help it. She began to push back against him.
“Jessie, climb on top of Wyatt now, baby. Slide his cock inside of you.”
Jessie carefully moved to position Wyatt’s massive dick at her slit and then slowly lowered herself until she was sitting all the way on him. Kent pushed her down to lie on Wyatt’s chest. Wyatt wrapped his arms around her back and whispered how proud he was of her and how good it was going to feel to have both of them filling her.
Kent pushed in the three fingers over and over. She could feel them against the thin membrane separating his fingers from Wyatt’s cock. The sensations were awesome. She couldn’t handle much more. She begged Kent to fill her.
Kent pulled his fingers out, and she felt the head of his cock at her back door. He began to push in against her ass. She pushed out, trying to accommodate his massive size. It burned so badly. Then he popped through and stilled to let her get used to him. She breathed out and began moving back against him. She needed him to move. He took her hint and pulled almost all the way out, then plunged back in.
She could feel her men sliding back and forth inside of her. Never had she felt so full. Finally, she felt truly connected to them. They were whole now. When Wyatt pulled out, Kent pushed in, and then Wyatt pushed in while Kent pulled out. They suspended her between them, doing all the work. She felt nerve endings all over come alive. Wyatt rasped over that hot spot again and again.
She knew she was going to come and fought it. It was too much. She would splinter into a million tiny pieces if she came.
“Oh, God. I’m going to die. It feels too good.”
“Fuck, you’re tight. I can’t hold on much longer, Wyatt.”
“Neither can I. Come for us, Jessie. Come on, baby,” Wyatt said in a strained voice.
“I can’t. It’s too much.”
Wyatt reached between them and pinched her clit. She soared higher than she’d ever been before. She felt her men come inside of her, filling her with their hot cum. It was the last straw. Everything went black.
* * * *
“She’s going to be so mad that she passed out like that,” Kent said.
“Hell, she scared me to death when she suddenly went limp and wouldn’t answer me.”
“Man, that was the most intense feeling I’ve ever experienced.”
“Tell me about it. I thought I was going to come until I turned inside out,” Wyatt admitted.
“Hey, she’s coming ’round.”
“What happened to me?” Jessie whispered.
“You passed out. If you’re going to do that every time we both come in you, we can’t do it anymore,” Kent teased her.
“Like hell. That was amazing. I’ll get used to it.”
“I hope you don’t,” Wyatt fussed.” I want it to amaze you every time.”
“I don’t think you have to worry about that.” She squeezed Wyatt’s hand then Kent’s.
“We’re finally a family, the three of us and Dog.”
THE END
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Marla Monroe lives in the southern part of the United States. She writes sexy romance from the heart and often puts a twist of suspense in her books. She is a nurse and works in a busy hospital, but finds plenty of time to follow her two passions, reading and writing. You can find her in a book store or a library at any given time when she’s not at work or writing. Marla would love for you to visit her at her blog at themarlamonroe.blogspot.com and leave a comment.
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