Big, Blooming & Wild! Mulberrilicious
Michelle Hasker
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Big, Blooming & Wild! Mulberrilicious
Michelle Hasker
Two hunks offering a ménage… and more.
After losing her job due to the economy, and her fiancé due to a skinny chick, Trisha moved out to Missouri to be with her sister. While caring for her niece and nephew she runs into the two handsome hunks who own a neighboring property. What she does know is that both want her, and neither cares that she is a BBW. What she doesn’t know is that they’re not what they seem to be. Oh, and they’re already lovers.
Chapter One
“Oh, no!” Trisha panted as she finally caught up to her niece and nephew. She should have lost at least fifty pounds in the time she’d been here, but no. She was still a curvy size twenty -- even after all the time spent chasing these two energetic kids.
“What’s wrong, Gloria?”
“Baby bird.” Gloria pointed to a pile of feathers on the ground. She sniffled and wiped her hands across her eyes.
Trisha blew out a deep breath, and squatted on the ground next to her sensitive niece. The poor thing was so empathic that Trisha sometimes wondered if Gloria had special powers.
“It’s dead.” Robert poked at it with a twig. The bird made a strange sound, and Robert gasped, jumping back as he dropped the stick.
“Okay, it’s not dead. But it’s probably injured enough that it won’t survive.” Trisha stared at the bird, wondering how to get the kids back to the house with the least amount of whining.
“You have to put it back in its nest.” Gloria stared at Trisha with tears in her eyes. “Its mother will be worried sick until she gets her baby back.”
“Her dead baby,” Robert grumbled.
“It’s not dead!” Gloria slammed her fist on the ground.
Trisha couldn’t hurt Gloria more than she already was. The bird wouldn’t live, but she wasn’t about to tell the child that. No, she would put the baby bird in its nest and hope its bones were rubbery enough that nothing was broken. Somehow she didn’t think the chances of that were good, but anything that would make Gloria stop crying would be worth it. Even if Trisha was afraid of heights. She reached for the bird, trying not to throw up at the thought of touching the half dead creature.
“Wait!” A warm, strong hand closed on her shoulder. She turned and stared into a stranger’s brown eyes.
Trisha shrieked. Loud, long, and so high-pitched it hurt her ears. Then she reached for the kids, grabbing them and hugging them so tightly they squirmed and protested. “When I let you go, run as fast as you can to the house. Don’t look back, just keep running!” Trisha stared at the stranger with her best evil glare. She could kick his ass. Adrenaline would kick in and enable her to make sure no harm came to the kids. Right?
“But why, Aunt Trisha?”
“It’ll be a fun game. See who can reach the house first. But when you’re both safely inside, lock the door.”
“Lock you out?”
Trisha growled. “Just do it or else I’ll make spinach and liver for dinner!”
They groaned, but she sensed their consent a moment before they both gave her a long, drawn-out “Okay.” She pushed the kids to their feet and yelled at them to run as she tackled the stranger.
Using all her weight to squash the man under her, she wondered why he wasn’t fighting to get her off him. Was there another man waiting to grab the kids? She heard the sound of them racing through the forest. She didn’t hear any screams, so she assumed they weren’t being chased.
“What kind of game is this, then?”
Trisha stared down at the stranger, wondering at the strange light in his eyes and the smirk on his lips. A mental groan raced through her as something moved against her crotch. She’d not only tackled him, but she’d straddled the bastard. She wanted to get off him, but feared for the children. If she didn’t keep him pinned to the ground he could go after them.
“This is the kind of game that turns the tables on you. You won’t be getting your hands on my babies.” It was when she said the word “babies” that she noticed his eyes cloud in confusion.
“Your babies?” He turned and looked in the direction the kids had run. “I thought Gloria and Robert were Nancy’s children.”
“You can’t confuse me by pretending to know Nancy.” She was still trying to understand why he wasn’t struggling to get free. Had she been his target, not the kids? No. What sexual predator would target a two-hundred-pound woman?
“I do know Nancy. I know you’re her sister, Trisha. From New York.”
“All that proves is that you’ve been staking out her house looking for an opportunity to get your hands on those two kids for Goddess knows what reason.”
Her breasts rubbed against his chest as she drew in deep, frightened breaths. His lack of struggle was confusing her. The delicious tingle between her thighs was another thing that bothered her. Why the fuck was she responding sexually to this creep? Unless it was because of the very sexual position they were in.
Trisha wiggled, trying to keep as much of her weight on him as she could. If he got a chance to get free, she was sure he would. Hopefully the kids were safe in the house by now.
“Trisha?” Nancy’s hesitant voice interrupted Trisha’s spinning thoughts.
“Are the kids safe?”
“Yeah. They were screaming and carrying on like banshees. Monkeys. Monkey banshees. All I could understand was something about you threatening them with spinach and liver, and that you tackled Geoff.”
“Geoff?” She looked down at her prisoner.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you.” He grinned, flashing his pearly whites at her.
“Oh, my Goddess!” She looked up at Nancy, and then back down at Geoff. “So he’s not a child predator?”
Geoff choked, his expression one of pure shock, as Nancy started to laugh. “No, hon. He’s my closest neighbor. And with Ralph working such long shifts, Geoff and Monroe help keep an eye o
n my kids. Oh my gosh!” Nancy started laughing even harder. “You sacrificed yourself to save my kids from him?”
Geoff’s expression was unreadable as he looked at her. Trisha blushed all the way down to her toes. “How was I supposed to know he was safe? I’ve never met him.”
“What’s all the commotion?” A tall, dark-haired man stepped into the clearing. Trisha’s embarrassment doubled at the look the two men shared.
“Monroe, meet my sister Trisha.” Nancy sniggered.
“Nice to meet you, Trisha. I guess you and Geoff have had a chance to get to know each other… intimately.”
Trisha growled and tried to crawl off Geoff. Why she hadn’t already done that was beyond her comprehension.
“Actually, we just met.” Geoff leaned up on one arm in a pose that screamed Playgirl centerfold. Shame he wasn’t naked. Trisha gasped and mentally slapped herself. Perhaps she’d gotten a good look at him now that she knew he wasn’t an evil child predator, but that was no excuse for her dirty thoughts.
Geoff was long and lean, strong enough to handle her weight without complaint, but not ripped like Monroe was. He was naked from the waist up, and wore nothing but a tight pair of shorts below. Monroe reached behind his back and pulled out a small towel to wipe his forehead. Sweat glistened on his delicious chest. Sun-darkened skin gleamed as small rivulets of sweat rolled over incredible pecs and totally awesome eight-pack abs.
“Aunt Trisha?”
She peeled her eyes from the yummy sight and blinked at her niece. Nancy chuckled. “I need to get back to my laundry. Come on, kids. Let’s leave Aunt Trisha to get to know our neighbors.”
“Yes, let’s.” Monroe crossed his arms and leaned back against a tree.
Geoff patted the ground next to him. Trish felt her face darken again. These men were going to be her utter humiliation. “Well, it was great to meet you. I’m sure Nancy could use a helping hand, and I won’t keep you from what you need to do.”
“I was done jogging, and Geoff is only lying around.”
Trisha ignored the little voice in the back of her mind that whispered he was teasing her. She’d been around the block many times. She was fat, but not stupid. Her weight didn’t bother her. Much. But she was not going to pretend it didn’t bother some men. “Yeah, well. I apologize for thinking you were a bad guy, Geoff. I’m gonna go back to the house now and pretend this afternoon never happened.”
Trisha spun around and raced off, hoping the men would do the same.
* * *
“What do you think?” Geoff folded his arms behind his head and lay back.
Monroe closed the distance between them and straddled his lover. “I think she’ll provide us with a merry chase.”
“But do you think she could finally be the one?”
Monroe slid his hands over Geoff’s chest as he debated how to answer that. “You got to know her a little more intimately than me. If you think she has potential, then we have to pursue it. No matter how willing or unwilling she is.”
“I just hope the truth won’t chase her away if she turns out to be the one for us.”
“We need to feel her out.” Monroe watched his lover’s eyes darken as he moved his hands lower. He cupped Geoff’s cock through his jeans and gently squeezed. “Anyone who can give her heart that completely, who can sacrifice herself for those she loves, is someone we want for our partner. She would be perfect. Exactly what we want in a mother and wife.”
“But she needs to be willing to accept us as we are. Botans and lovers.”
“Worry about that later. We need to woo her and win her first. After I remind you who is in charge here.”
Geoff’s eyes darkened in desire as he wrapped his arms around Monroe. “I love you.”
“I love you too.” Monroe brushed his lips over Geoff’s in a tender caress and then covered his mouth, pushing his emotions into the kiss. He sent a mental command to his fellow Botans to keep them shielded for this impromptu lovemaking session. It wouldn’t do to have Nancy’s children discover them doing the wild thing on the forest floor. Sometimes being a tree had its advantages.
Geoff’s fingers tangled in his hair, driving all thoughts of the kids, Nancy and Trisha to the wayside.
As they deepened the kiss, Monroe unbuttoned and unzipped Geoff’s jeans. Geoff wiggled out of them, as excited for his lover’s touch as he was to feel Trisha on top of him again. What he wouldn’t give to lick every inch of her curvy body.
“I know what you’re thinking,” Monroe whispered as he pinched Geoff’s nipples through his shirt. “I want to fuck her too. Hard and fast. In every way conceivable.” He looked into Geoff’s eyes. “I want to share her with you.”
Geoff growled and tugged Monroe down for another kiss. It took too long to remove their clothes, but then their bodies tangled together, blissfully naked. Long, slow strokes and leisurely kisses pleased his lover, but right now he wanted it hard and fast. Having that gorgeous woman straddling him had left him hard and wanting. He didn’t want tender. Monroe ignored his urgent pleas, though. Instead, he cupped Geoff’s face and kissed him until the will to force Monroe to listen vanished.
When Monroe pulled back to grab a tube of lubrication he always carried for such emergencies, Geoff studied his body. He was made for sex; there was no other reason Monroe could have such a perfect body. With a grin, Geoff thought about the ways he worked out to keep it in that shape. The man was a glutton for punishment. Jogging, weightlifting and martial arts were only part of his routine. It showed in every ounce of his flab-free body. If one of them had a chance of gaining Trisha’s interest, it was going to be Monroe. He’d suggest that later, even though the thought that he wouldn’t be the first to taste the luscious beauty depressed him.
The sweet sensation of his lover’s wet finger teasing his hole chased away images of Monroe and Trisha engaged in carnal acts. As Monroe prepared him for his large cock, he leaned forward and licked Geoff’s nipples. Geoff slid his hands over his lover’s slick body, trying to give as much pleasure as he received.
By the time Monroe buried his thick cock deep in his ass, Geoff knew he wasn’t going to last. He was so hard he was ready to burst, and the gentle movements did nothing to slow him down.
His balls tightened, as did his hold on Monroe. With fingers clenching tightly, he pulled Monroe in for a long, deep kiss, thrusting his tongue into his lover’s mouth, imitating the thrusts of his hips.
Though he tried to hold out, wanting Monroe to get as much pleasure as he gave, Geoff cried out as his cum shot out, coating both their stomachs. It was only two more thrusts before Monroe came, shooting his load deep into him. Still, Monroe moved, his cock rubbing against Geoff’s prostate. The sensation was so intense Geoff felt his dick start to harden again. They weren’t human, and as such had a healthy appetite for sex, and a quick rejuvenation period.
Monroe reached between them and stroked Geoff’s dick, focusing on the sensitive tip. Geoff didn’t bite back his moans of pleasure. His lover liked sex loud and sweaty, and he did too.
“Yes, Roe. Fuck me harder, faster. Do it, baby, do it!”
Monroe chuckled, but picked up his pace, his cock moving easily in Geoff’s lubricated ass. Geoff knew his friend’s deepest desire, and used it.
“Imagine Trisha standing there watching us. Her naked body sprawled on the ground as she plays with her nipples, twisting them and moaning in pleasure. Staring at us while she fucks her fingers, thrusting them deep and hard in her cunt, the way you want to.” Monroe’s grunt wasn’t a warning, but a hint that Geoff’s words were working him up. “Her moans and screams fill the forest as she comes all over her fingers, then walks over to us and offers them to you.”
Monroe’s hand tightened on his cock, and Geoff grinned. His lover came again, a shout ripping from his throat as he pounded into Geoff over and over, harder and harder until Geoff’s shout joined his.
Holding each other close, they lay there until their bodies calmed down. Monr
oe, as alpha as he was, was a bigger snuggler than Geoff. It both amused and pleased Geoff to know that he wasn’t just a convenient body, but truly someone Monroe loved.
A chirp sounded on their left. Geoff looked over and smiled. It turned out that Gloria had been right. The baby bird was going to live. They should return it to its nest. He rose and scooped the bird up in one hand. Fortunately he wasn’t human, so there wouldn’t be any scent on the bird to turn its mother away. The only thing she would smell would be a white mulberry tree, his true form.
What would Trisha think when she learned that he and Monroe weren’t from this planet? That they weren’t humans? That they changed into trees and ate only meat and non vegetative matter?
They’d find out soon enough.
Chapter Two
Trisha slipped off her shoes and tested the water in the pond behind her sister’s house. It was a full moon tonight, and she wanted to take a swim in the water before she performed a spell to help her find her center. She knew better than to think that the Goddess would throw a job, man and home in her lap, but she was going to do everything that might help her find those things. The swim would help her relax and cleanse her before the ritual.
She’d walked to the far end of the pond so no one in her sister’s house would see her swimming naked, but now she was feeling a little vulnerable and nervous. Shrugging those feelings aside, she removed her black robe and walked into the water. Fortunately it was still warm from the hot summer sun, and she dove under, enjoying the refreshing water.
She tried to stay close to the shore, but Trisha almost panicked when she realized she couldn’t see her robe. She headed back to shore, looking for it, when she saw a dark shape near the pile of fabric.
“Trisha?” It looked like his eyes scanned the surface of the pond. She couldn’t help the shriek that escaped, so she quickly dove underwater, praying Geoff hadn’t seen her and would leave.
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