by Marla Monroe
“I’m not sure you’re up to it yet, baby.”
“I am. I promise I am. Please?”
Jonathan winced and she could tell he’d given in by the doomed expression on his face.
He started back when they first started having more trouble with the wolves and told her about how one had been digging at the door. That was when they decided to get help in hunting them down.
He went over meeting Brice, Garrett, and Ronnie. “She came over that night to be with you. We figured two would be safer than one, and you could keep each other company.”
“I remember now,” Leigh said. “She’s really nice. She and I talked about all sorts of things. She was going to help me with my garden this coming spring.”
Jonathan then told her about the wolf attack as far as they were able to piece it together.
“Ronnie told me she was pregnant. When the wolves attacked, they attacked her first, and she was trying to protect her baby. I grabbed a knife and stabbed the wolf over and over when I couldn’t pull it off of her. Then another wolf attacked me. Ronnie managed to get the pantry door open, and then the cellar. She climbed down the stairs. I fought off the last wolf with my hands and lucked out closing the door and bolting it before my arms started throbbing and I couldn’t use my hands anymore.” Leigh felt the tears well up in her eyes.
She didn’t want to cry anymore. It upset the men.
“So you remember everything now?” Jonathan asked in a careful voice.
“Most everything. I’m a little hazy on things before that, too. But it’s coming back to me.”
“Good. Don’t push it, baby. Give yourself time to remember it without stressing out over it.”
“Jonathan? Would you hold me? I feel safe in your arms. I want to feel safe for a little while.” Leigh turned frightened eyes up to him.
“Of course I will. You’ll have to help me. I don’t want to hurt you anywhere.” Jonathan sat on the edge of the bed and leaned back against the headboard.
He reached for her and carefully pulled her into his arms, avoiding her belly and hands. She scooted further up in his lap and rested her head against his shoulder.
“Wrap your arms around me,” she said.
“I’m afraid I’ll hurt you, baby.”
“I’ll tell you if you do. Please?” she begged.
“Okay, you say something if I hurt you.”
He gently wrapped them around her upper body where she had very few scratches.
“How is that?” he asked.
“Good. Really good. Thanks, Jonathan.”
A little while later Joel walked in. He took one look at Jonathan holding her and grinned.
“Do you feel better, Leigh?”
“Yes. I remember about the attack now. I’m still hazy about before the attack, but it should come back to me soon.” Leigh smiled up at him.
“Good girl. Just take it slow, and don’t force it.” He sat on the edge of the bed and gently stroked her hair back from her face. Then he bent over and kissed her lightly on the lips.
“I love you, Leigh.”
Leigh’s mouth dropped open. She hadn’t expected that.
“You do?” She stared at him, trying to determine if he really meant it, or if he was saying it because she was hurt. She wished she could remember how close they actually were. She could almost grasp it. Then it was gone.
“Yes, I really do. I’ve loved you for a long time, but fought it. I’m not fighting it anymore.” Joel bent forward and kissed her again. “Get well, baby. I want to show you how much I love you.”
Leigh felt the heat rise in her neck and face, and it wasn’t from a fever, either. Joel chuckled and ran the back of his finger across her cheek before standing up.
“I’m going to take a shower. I’m too nasty to come to bed.” Joel disappeared into the bathroom.
Several seconds later, the shower turned on. Leigh imagined him naked in the shower and suddenly she remembered a time with them there. Heat suffused her body at the thought of him plunging inside of her over and over again. She lost her breath for a minute.
“Leigh? You okay?” Jonathan asked, turning her in his lap so he could see her face.
“Yeah, I was remembering something. It was something intimate. We were intimate, weren’t we?” she asked.
“Yeah, we made love all the time. We’re wild for you, Leigh.”
She felt the heat climb back up her face at that. Why couldn’t she remember something so important?
“Leigh, we love you, baby.” Jonathan kissed the top of her head. “Now lean back and relax until Joel gets out of the shower.”
Leigh must have dozed because the next thing she knew, Joel was climbing into bed completely nude. She was too shocked to avert her eyes. Besides, she’d seen all of him before. Jonathan eased her back into the center of the bed and stood up to remove his clothes. She couldn’t help but watch as he pulled off first his shirt, then his jeans. He didn’t wear underwear.
“Scoot over a little bit, baby. I want to give you plenty of room so I don’t hurt you in the night.” Jonathan slid beneath the covers.
“If I keep my arms above the covers, I should be okay. I’m cold. I need you closer.” Leigh needed the contact for some reason. Maybe she was still a little scared.
Joel scooted closer to her as well. He laid a hand on her shoulder and leaned in and kissed her cheek. Jonathan kissed her other cheek and all three of them finally settled down to sleep.
* * * *
Three days later, Leigh managed to talk the men into letting her sit up on the couch downstairs for a while. She was sick of the bed and getting testy about it. Joel grinned when she was finally settled on the couch.
“So, are you happier now?” he asked.
“Yes, thanks. I was really sick of that bed. There are only so many positions I could get in that were comfortable. Here I can sit up with a nice, cushiony back behind me.”
“I’ll bring you some tea, baby.” Jonathan walked through to the kitchen.
“Joel?”
“Yeah, baby?” He stopped fluffing the blanket they had draped over her.
“What about the wolves? Are they still attacking the cows?” It had taken Leigh a lot of working up to ask about them.
“They aren’t attacking them right now, but we see them most nights. Don’t worry, Leigh. We aren’t going to let them near you again. There’s no way we will leave you alone, even with Ronnie.” Joel knelt by the couch and rubbed her cheek with his knuckle. “I’d die if anything happened to you, baby.”
“Do you know how Ronnie is?” she asked, uncomfortable with his declaration when she wasn’t sure how she felt about him and Jonathan.
“No, we haven’t seen Brice or Garrett to ask. We are thinking about one of us going over to see how they are, but neither one of us wants to leave you right now. It’s bad enough one of us having to see to the herd every day.” Joel kissed her hand where it wasn’t bandaged.
Jonathan returned with her glass of tea. “How do you feel now?”
Leigh laughed. “I’m feeling the same as when you asked me a while ago, silly.” She smiled up at him and took the glass of tea.
“It’s my turn to see about the herd. I’ll see you later, baby.” He bent over and kissed her on the lips. It was a lingering kiss.
Leigh licked her lips when he had turned away to talk to Joel about the cows. She picked up the book they had found for her and started to read.
“I’m going to be working in the office and try to catch up our breeding records. If you need anything, holler. I’m leaving the door open.”
“I’ll be fine, Joel. Don’t you need a coat on back there?” She had the fireplace, but he wouldn’t have anything in the back part of the house.
“I’ve got on two shirts. I’ll be fine.” He ran his finger down her nose and then kissed the top of her head.
Leigh wasn’t sure how long she read, but sometime later there was a knock at the door. She froze. Who could i
t be? She started to holler for Joel, but evidently he had heard, because he jogged into the living room.
“Be quiet, Leigh, until I know who it is.”
Leigh only nodded and sank further into the couch cushions.
Joel took one last look at her before opening the door just enough to see who it was. He placed his body in front of the opening so no one could see into the room. Leigh listened to see if she knew them.
“Hey, Joel. We wanted to come and check on Leigh. Ronnie is having a fit to see her. We need to keep her calm as possible. She’s pregnant. Can we come in?” Garrett’s voice carried into the room.
Leigh smiled. Ronnie was okay if she was outside waiting to come in. She almost yelled out for Joel to let them in, but remembered he had said to be quiet. She didn’t want to upset him, so she didn’t.
“Sure. Leigh has been worried about Ronnie. Bring her on in.”
Much to Leigh’s delight, Joel stepped aside to let them in. She heard Garrett call back for Brice to bring Ronnie in. A few seconds later, Brice and Ronnie walked into the room. Ronnie squealed and ran to her. She started to kneel on the floor in front of her but Joel immediately stopped her.
“Wait. I’ll get you a chair. You don’t need to be on the cold floor.” He disappeared into the kitchen and was right back with a kitchen chair.
“Thanks, man,” Brice said.
Garrett and Brice nodded toward the front door, obviously wanting Joel to follow them.
“Baby, we’re going into the office. If you need anything, just call out. Okay?”
“I will.” Leigh smiled at him.
The three men walked into the front hall and out of hearing range.
“I’m so glad to see you, Ronnie. I’ve been so worried about you. How are your arms?” Leigh asked.
The other woman had on long sleeves. She had carefully taken off her coat with Garrett’s help and laid it on the opposite end of the couch.
“I’m doing fine. My arms are almost healed. I didn’t have as many cuts or bites, and they weren’t as deep as yours were. You saved my life, Leigh. I will never be able to thank you enough.” Ronnie reached out and laid a hand on Leigh’s hand that wasn’t all scratched up.
“How are you really?” Ronnie asked.
“I’m really doing fine. My arms hurt a little bit now and then when I do something. My belly doesn’t hurt unless I move too quickly. Mostly, everything pulls. They took the stitches out the other day, and that about made me sick.”
“Don’t I know what you mean? It’s the weird feeling of something pulling in your skin. It doesn’t really hurt.”
“Right. So you told the men about your baby. What did they say?” Leigh asked.
“They were quiet at first, like they were in shock. Then they were worried about me. Now they seem to be excited. I was worried at first that they weren’t happy, but they keep assuring me they are.” Ronnie rubbed her belly. “I don’t even have a baby bump yet.”
“You’ll be showing before you know it. Give it time. Soon you will be complaining about not being able to see your feet.”
Ronnie’s face grew serious. “Do you dream about the wolves?” she asked.
“No, thank goodness. I was worried I would. Do you?”
“Yes. I woke up one night beating on poor Garrett. He almost never got me calmed down. I wish they would get rid of them so I’ll feel safe again.” Ronnie picked at her warm-ups.
“Joel and Jonathan said they are going to form another hunting party once I’m healed up. They promised me they wouldn’t leave me alone without one of them there with me. They’re going to need more men to do it.” Leigh shivered. “I’ll worry to death until they get back.”
“I know what you mean. My men said about the same thing. Brice has been talking to some of our neighbors on the other side about helping. They all are having trouble and seem like they want to help.”
“Good. I don’t want just three of them out there all alone. There are so many wolves, and they are smart. Who would have ever thought they would come after us? And to jump through the window…” Leigh grew quiet, remembering.
“Don’t think about it anymore. Let’s talk about something more cheerful. I want to have a late-spring party with all our neighbors. We need to meet them all. You never know when you might need help with something.” Ronnie was animated talking about it.
“Right. You’re going to have a baby. You’ll need help with your garden, and when the baby comes.”
“Oh, Lord. I haven’t even thought that far in advance. But you’re right.” Ronnie grew thoughtful.
About that time the men returned. They were still talking when they walked in. Leigh heard something about other men and getting together.
“Ronnie? It’s time to go, honey. You need to rest, and I’m sure Leigh does, too.” Garrett walked over and helped her stand up.
“We haven’t gotten to talk very long,” she complained with a pout.
“We’ll bring you over again later,” Brice assured her.
Joel smiled. “You’re welcome anytime you want to drop by. Either Jonathan or me will be here.”
“We’ll be in touch later once we have finalized plans,” Brice said.
“We’re in. Just let us know when.” Joel saw them out the door.
When he returned, Leigh stopped him from going into the kitchen.
“Joel. Are you going to hunt the wolves again?”
He hesitated then sighed. “Yeah, baby. We’ve got to get rid of them, or at least thin them out. They’re too dangerous in such a large group to leave out there.”
“I know you have to, but I don’t want just three of you to go out there. You need more men.” Leigh watched his face for any sign that he was going to lie to her.
“Don’t worry, baby. Brice and Garrett have contacted more men, and we’re going to have at least six of us out there. Two men are going to stay behind with the women. You’re going to stay with the rest of them. I’m not sure who’s going to stay with you, but you won’t be alone. I promise.” He knelt on the floor in front of her despite the kitchen chair right there.
Joel picked up her hand and carefully placed tiny kisses all along it and up to where her sleeve covered her. Then he cupped her head between his hands and drew her down for a kiss. He licked at her lips and she opened, welcoming him into her mouth. He caressed her mouth with his tongue then ran it alongside hers before pulling away. He kissed the corners of her mouth and her eyelids before standing back up.
Leigh looked up at him and smiled. Her breasts were taut and sensitive against her shirt. Her pussy wept with juices all from a kiss. She realized that she wanted him. She drew in a deep breath and reached out and traced his rock-hard cock with her hand. She couldn’t believe that she was being so bold, but it seemed right.
“I’m sorry you’re hurting, Joel. Is there anything I can do?”
“Aw, baby. Not right now. You’re not well enough for that sort of loving. Just hold the thought and we’ll make up for lost time. I promise.”
Leigh planned to hold him to that promise.
Chapter Fifteen
A week later, Leigh was tired of waiting on the men to determine that she was ready for them to make love to her. She knew deep in her heart that it was right and that she cared for them deeply. She still couldn’t remember everything, but she remembered enough to know that they were good to her. They said they loved her. She wondered if she had ever told them that she loved them. Right now she was mixed up inside on that.
She planned to attack them in the shower that night. She had it all planned. One of them usually took a shower with her. She would start with him and then draw the other one in. Surely if she got them hard and was aggressive with them they wouldn’t say no to her. She was well enough. Her scars were fading somewhat. She wasn’t really sore anymore.
That night, Jonathan suggested they take a shower before Joel got home so that he would have plenty of hot water for his shower. Leigh couldn’t wait
. She was nervous now that the moment was at hand.
They stripped and Jonathan helped her into the shower after adjusting the water to a few degrees below hot. They took turns cleaning each other. When Leigh got to his cock, she knelt and took him in her mouth before he could stop her.
“Baby. God, I want you, but you’re not ready yet. Fuck, that feels good.”
Leigh sucked him to the back of her throat then pulled back up to ring her tongue around the head of him. He moaned. She licked the slit as a pearl of pre-cum appeared. He hissed out a breath.
She squeezed low on his cock and gently rolled his balls with her other hand. She still had difficulty with squeezing, but she managed. Again, she sucked him down, then pulled off and licked him like a favorite piece of candy. Over and over she bobbed on his dick until he stopped her with his hands to her head.
“Fuck, baby. I need you. I want inside of you. Do you think you’re ready?”
“I’m soaking wet, Jonathan. I need you, too. Please make love to me.” She stood up with his help.
He got out of the shower first and obtained a towel to dry her off. She stepped out of the shower into his arms. He gently dried her, then picked her up and carried her to the bedroom and laid her on the bed. Then he was there with her in bed. He licked the remaining water from between her breasts. He licked up until he reached her nipple, then sucked it in. He teased it with his tongue before moving to the other breast and applying the same treatment.
Leigh moaned and stroked his head as he nibbled and licked her nipples over and over again. When he moved down to her belly, he kissed each of her scars. She couldn’t believe how tender he was for such a large man. He licked his way down to her pussy lips, where he sucked them into his mouth and played with them.
“Your hot cunt is weeping your juices for me, baby. I want to lap at them the rest of the night.”
Jonathan licked and sucked at her pussy until she thought she would come just from that alone. He carefully entered her cunt with two fingers and fucked her with them deep and slow. She lifted her pelvis, hoping he would get the message that she wanted more. She needed more.
