Hara's Legacy

by Bianca D'Arc

  Jane floated as Justin pumped into her and Mick’s slippery cock slid through her fist. She’d had a lovely climax, but she knew from experience there was more to come from the O’Hara boys. Justin could ride her for hours and make her climax over and over again, and she intended to have all three of them between her legs if she could manage it.

  They’d been limiting her, treating her as if she were made of fragile glass that would shatter if treated too roughly. Well, they’d gone overboard and she wanted to demonstrate graphically that she could handle their passion. She was only a few months pregnant and they were treating her as if she were about to give birth. Sure, she knew she’d have to ease off a bit as her time grew closer, but she also knew she would wait until the last possible moment to do so. She loved having sex with the O’Hara men almost as much as she loved them. And she wouldn’t deny herself or them before she absolutely had to. It was time they learned that.

  “I want to fuck your tits.” Mick eased her hand away from his cock.

  He looked down the table at Justin and the older brother nodded, taking a breather while Mick repositioned, climbing onto the examining table that was plenty wide enough for him to brace his knees on either side of her petite torso. Mick slid his lubed cock between the enlarged globes of her breasts while Justin renewed his efforts between her legs. With each stroke of Mick’s cock, she bathed him with her tongue, her gaze meeting his with deviltry as he trembled.

  She loved making this man lose his cool. Mick was so controlled, so deep, she loved making him lose that iron control, and she reveled in his passion. Of the three brothers, he was the deepest thinker. He would study her responses for hours if she let him, giving his all to her enjoyment and only rarely letting her push him beyond his own limits. She relished those times and basked in the ability to make her cool thinking man turn hot and wild.

  She felt him drawing near his climax, felt his trembling as he in turn felt the jolts her body was taking from Justin’s steady pounding in her pussy. Justin was increasing his pace, using his fingers to excite her clit and stroke her legs. Mick’s strong hands pushed her breasts together while he tunneled through the softness, the lube making him slick, but she wanted to be slicker still.

  “Come on me, Mick. I want to feel it now.”

  “Fuck, Jane!” Justin pumped faster, sliding into her with great care. “Suck his knob and get him off your chest.”

  Caleb moved closer, stroking Jane’s hair. “Justin’s right. This isn’t safe. I don’t want to chance any of us hurting you.” He met Mick’s eyes. “Finish and get off her, Mick.”

  Mick groaned, already in agony. “Nothing like a little added pressure. Thanks, guys.”

  Jane smiled as Mick tightened his grip on her slippery breasts. “Don’t listen to them. I like you where you are.” And to show him how much, she swiped her tongue over the tip of his cock again, sending him into orbit.

  He came with a blistering groan, splashing his cum over her breasts and neck, even getting some of it onto her tongue as she reached out to lick him.

  “Mmm,” she hummed around his still-throbbing knob. “You taste good, Mick. So good.”

  Mick accepted Caleb’s help to climb off the table after she’d finished licking him clean. She rubbed his cum all over her breasts. He helped her, letting her take his large hand and rub it all over her nipples.

  “I like that.” She sensed all three bothers’ emotions as they watched her. The love bathed her senses in a warm glow that spiked toward Justin as he neared release.

  “Come with me, Jane.” Justin pushed deep, his orgasm crowding up from the soles of his feet. “Come for me now, honey.”

  He pinched her clit and with a scream, she came hard, his warm spurts of cum increasing her pleasure. He stroked through his climax and hers, drawing them out and making her hot again before he ever left her body.

  Jane grasped Caleb’s hand and met his eyes. “I need you, Caleb. I need you in me.”

  Caleb sucked in a breath. “I don’t want to hurt you or the baby, Jane.”

  “You won’t. I need you, Caleb. Mick, tell him!”

  She pleaded with the family doctor to confirm the truth of her words. Mick moved between her legs and felt her pussy, apparently unable to resist stroking her clit and making her jump slightly as he gave her a cursory examination.

  “As long as you have no pains that you’re not telling us about, it should be fine,” he confirmed with one last long caress of her clit.

  “You heard him, Caleb.” She lay back with a siren’s smile. “Do me.”

  Chapter Eleven

  Caleb wasn’t quite used to his shy bride’s new forthrightness and it never failed to excite him. Jane had been a virgin when they married, but she was quickly discovering her power over the three O’Hara men and learning how to tell them exactly what she wanted.

  He moved between her thighs, savoring the feel of her legs around him. He, like his brothers, had been holding back a bit since she’d gotten pregnant, but he always wanted Jane. He’d take her twenty times a day if his body could manage it. As it was, he had to hold back so as not to hurt her and leave a little for his brothers. It was a noble sacrifice, he thought with a silly twist of his lips, but he loved them all and he would do anything for them.

  Caleb let just the tip of his cock slide along her slit, teasing her before finally finding a respite inside her. He pushed in a short way, standing back and swiveling his hips, making her sensitive walls recognize their new inhabitant. Justin had pounded her and while Caleb liked that too once in a while, he had something different in mind this time.

  Seeking Mick’s assistance with a glance, he pulled out and turned her to her side, putting her legs together and pushing up her knees so her bottom was exposed to him and she was still comfortable.

  “How’s this?” he asked sliding inside. It was even tighter in this position and nearly made his eyes water with the pleasure bearing down on him.

  “It’s good, Caleb. So good.” Her answer sighed through him, making him throb in the tight confines of her compressed channel.

  He moved slowly, gratified when she came after only a few short strokes. He let her quiet down, then started once more, controlling her movement with Mick’s help. Mick stood at her side, holding her knees so she was comfortable, taking pressure off her straining muscles. Of course, this put Mick’s semi-erect cock in line with Jane’s mouth again and she didn’t waste any time sucking him in.

  “Hurry it up, Caleb,” Mick groaned as he hardened fully in her hot mouth, “before she cripples me.”

  Justin laughed with Mick as he came up beside them, recovered enough to stroke Jane’s back as he’d been doing since her pregnancy started to give her backaches at night. He rubbed, offering comfort that became erotic given the situation, and lengthened his strokes down over the curves of her ass, squeezing and gripping, changing the amount of access Caleb had, just slightly, but enough to make her tremble with increasing need.

  “Let it come, Jane,” Justin whispered, bending down to slide his tongue into her ear. “Ride the wave.”

  She groaned deep in her throat as Caleb came hard, triggering her own deep climax. Caleb pistoned in and held, spurting into her.

  “Sweet Lord, Jane!” Caleb whispered, caught up in climax. “Sweet, sweet, Jane.” He stepped back when he finally could move again and helped turn her to her back and lower her legs to a more comfortable position. Jane pulled away from Mick and smiled up at him. The mischief in her gaze should have warned him, but he was beyond thinking.

  “Now you, Mick. I want all three of you in me today.”

  “Jeez!” His cock twitched as she drew one finger from balls to tip. “Are you sure you can handle this?”

  She smiled like a fallen angel. “Definitely. I want all three of my men inside me. Now.”

  So saying, she spread her legs wide once more, grasping Mick’s cock and guiding him around the end of the table. She didn’t let go even then, but positione
d him, rotating her hips, making him stroke her with the head before moving him down to stroke inside. He slid in with a deep groan of pleasure.

  “You’re so hot, Jane.”

  He loved this. He loved her. And he loved sharing her with the only men on earth he would even consider as her mates other than himself. If it had to be this way, heaven knew he would enjoy fucking Jane with his brothers. It had been hard to accept at first, but now, after months of loving and sharing, it felt almost right. Almost. He still had pangs of conscience now and again, but the hottest orgasms of his life had a way of making any lingering doubts float away on a puff of air.

  He stroked into her lightly at first, using his curved tip to hit the secret spot inside her that craved attention only he could give. He watched her eyes light up as he found the magic spot and felt her tremble from deep within. He sped his own rush toward ecstasy, rubbing more firmly inside while Justin’s fingers moved down to stroke her clit, surprising him at first. He looked to the side, meeting Justin’s devilish grin.

  “Just lending a helping hand. I can’t resist Jane’s little clitty any more than I can resist her hot pussy.” He smacked his lips as he turned to grin at Jane. “Let me play, sweetheart. I promise you’ll like it.”

  “Like it?” she asked breathlessly. “I love it!”

  Justin took the little nubbin of flesh between his fingers and squeezed, nearly rocketing her off the table. Her contractions sent Mick over the edge and he came hard and fast within her, his cum spilling out as her channel filled to overflowing.

  “Son of a bitch!” Mick swore as Justin held on through the hard climaxes. He’d shared a lot with his brothers, but he’d never had one of their hands so close to his dick when he came. It seemed weird at first, but when Mick saw the glow on Jane’s face, he realized she liked it a lot. He could get used to just about anything to put that dazed look of satisfaction on Jane’s beloved face.

  Mick knew Justin was kinkier than all of them, just as he knew Justin was in no way interested in men. But he had no shame when it came to bringing Jane pleasure, and that was a goal Mick could get behind. This kind of closeness when they shared her would just take a little getting used to. But he would get used to it, seeing as how she liked it so much. He’d do anything for Jane, including sucking her clit while one of his brothers stuffed her pussy. They hadn’t done that yet, and suddenly it was something he wanted to try. It would make her come like a rocket, he’d bet.

  But it would have to wait for another time. Their very own sex goddess was already asleep, replete with her many orgasms and plain tuckered out. Mick watched fondly as Caleb gathered her in his arms and carried her to the ranch house.

  “We fucked her unconscious,” Justin said with some pride as he dressed. “Not a bad afternoon’s work, if I do say so myself.”

  A few days later, Justin came up behind Jane as she watched a new foal gallop alongside its mother in the morning breeze. One of his large hands settled around her shoulders, drawing her back against his chest and the other palmed the swollen belly that held his child. He rubbed gently, bringing all three of them ease as he held her, watching the young foal’s antics and enjoying the dewy morning.

  “I wonder about my other child sometimes, Jane,” he said, confessing his fears to the one person who might understand and sympathize. Or at least the one person he felt comfortable exposing his own weaknesses to. Jane had a heart as big as the world and he knew he held a place in it that was his alone. She also felt something for the child that would be born to Maraa part of him and yet forever out of his reach. Jane had told him how she felt for the child and for him, and the half-brother or sister nestling under his palm. She felt for them all, and would nurture them all.

  Jane put her hand over his. “I think about him too. He’s going to be so alone with Maraso emotionally isolatedjudging by what you’ve told us about her. There’s got to be some way we can get him away from her. Some way we can have an influence over how he’s raised, to let him know he’s part human and loved.” Her gentle words stole his breath. “All children need to feel love. I want him to know it too, and for him to know you. He needs you, Justin, as you need him.”

  If his mind hadn’t been focused before, Jane’s words did the trick. He knew he had to somehow, someway, get his son to live with them. The O’Haras could teach him the way humans lived, loved and felt about the world and the people in it. He’d made it his goalan impossible one, it seemedto have some say, some influence over the child that would be born to Mara. He felt the need deep inside, and made a vow to himself. He would raise his son to understand his emotions, embrace them and be happy in his own skin. He owed the child that much and more, and he would see it done. Though he had no idea yet, just how.

  When a small silver craft circled the ranch, none of the O’Haras had any idea if it was a good or bad thing. Even Caleb hadn’t foreseen this alien visit and he sent Jane indoors with just a look.

  She went into the kitchen, but watched worriedly from behind the curtains. If the aliens wanted them, there was nothing they could do against their superior technology. She knew her men would put up a fight, but had little hope of success.

  The craft hovered, then landed in the pasture, luckily away from the livestock, but still uncomfortably close to the house. A hatchway on the side of the ship opened and lowered silently. Shortly thereafter, several aliens appeared in the opening, cautiously stepping forward and down the small ramp onto O’Hara land.

  Caleb strode forward as head of the family to meet them. He stopped several feet from the closest alien, a man who stood almost a foot taller than Caleb’s own six feet two inches, with long flaxen hair pulled back in a neat, masculine braid, allowing his slightly pointed ears to show. The alien man had striking features, though his face held faint scars that made it more than obvious he was a warrior with many years of experience. He held his arms loosely at his sides but Caleb figured he had to have several weapons within easy reach, should they prove necessary.

  Caleb didn’t want to find out the hard way if his supposition was correct. He held up his palms and spoke without inflection.

  “I’m Caleb O’Hara. I lead the family that lives here. We have no disagreement with you or your people. Why have you come?”

  The alien soldier looked down at Caleb with indifference, yet his gaze measured and decided. He didn’t answer, but made a small hand motion to those behind him and more activity ensued, though Caleb didn’t dare take his eyes off the huge warrior facing him.

  “Our mission is to find one called Justin O Hara. Do you know where he is?” The tall man spoke in a deep, almost rusty voice that had a hint of the musical lilt Caleb had heard the aliens possessed. The sound was pleasant and made Caleb want to hear more of the aliens’ lyrical speech.

  “I’m right here.” Justin strode forward from the direction of the barn. Caleb knew Justin and Mick would have returned to the homestead as soon as they saw the alien craft descending. Apparently they’d ridden hard because Justin and Mick were both covered in dust and sweat as they got closer.

  The alien warrior shifted his gaze to the two men who approached and his eyes narrowed. “You are the one designated Justin?”

  “He is,” said a new, higher voice from behind the alien warrior. All eyes turned to the newcomer, a tall, blonde woman who was heavily pregnant. She strode right up to Justin and placed a kiss on his lips, shocking most of those present. She was surrounded by an entourage of aliens, mostly soldiers like the one who still faced Caleb, but for one. The one at her right hand was an elderly man, shriveled with age, though still quite spry, and he had a slighter build than those of the warriors. He looked more like an accountant or bookkeeper, Caleb thought.

  “Hello, Mara.” Justin looked at the round swell of her stomach. “I didn’t really expect you to come.”

  She smiled politely. “You requested that I visit before I gave birth and the opportunity presented itself. Plus, I must admit to curiosity about your living
conditions. I have brought another researcher with me,” she turned to indicate the old man. “This is Helas Prime. You may refer to him as Prime, since he is the highest ranked Helas onplanet.”

  Justin nodded to the old man. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, sir.”

  Prime quirked his head as if surprised by the courtesy, then nodded back, observing all. Justin turned to Mick and Caleb who’d come up on either side of him in a show of support and unity.

  “These are my brothers, Caleb and Mick O’Hara. Caleb is the eldest and Mick is youngest.”

  The aliens nodded to each brother in turn, their eyes searching over them for only they knew what. Mara moved her hand to her stomach as a very visible kick distended the top of her belly. She laughed and the tinkling sound was enchanting.

  “Your child is very active,” she complained with a grin.

  Justin felt a bit more at ease, though he had no idea what all these aliens could possibly want with them. He feared for Jane, but so far things were friendly, so perhaps this would work out.

  “May I?” Justin held one hand over the mound of her stomach. She nodded her permission, taking his hand and holding it to the place where the baby kicked. They were rewarded with another strong kick as the child made his presence known.

  “That’s my boy,” Justin said with a pleased smile, ignoring the wetness behind his eyes. He thought he felt a flash of awareness from the baby as he moved his hand away, but he couldn’t be sure.

  Prime quirked his head at Justin and spoke for the first time, his voice a pleasant mid-range rumble. “How do you know it is male?”

  Justin looked at Caleb. The eldest O’Hara nodded, then stepped forward.

  “That’s my doing,” Caleb said clearly. “I sometimes have precognitive visions and in them I’ve seen this baby. It’s a boy.” The aliens looked intrigued.

  “I would like to speak with you more about this, Caleb O Hara. Since the early days of this pregnancy, I have had strange dreams in which I think the baby may be communicating with me. At first I thought it was just imagination, but it has happened too often and too accurately for me to dismiss it entirely.”