by Marla Monroe
By the time they reached the bedroom, Randi was dizzy and out of breath from bumping along over Mason’s shoulder. He set her on the edge of the bed.
“Let’s get these clothes off you,” he said. “Bryson, you strip then after I get her naked, I’ll do the same.”
Bryson grinned as he grabbed his T-shirt from behind and yanked it over his head. Randi lost sight of him after that as Mason dominated her attention stripping her like a child. He pulled the shirt over her head then her shoes. Then he took off her bra and jeans. He stopped at her panties, nodding for a very naked Bryson to finish her panties and socks while he undressed.
Randi giggled when Bryson tickled her feet after pulling off her socks. When he pulled her panties off, he held them to his nose and inhaled.
“You smell so damn good when you’re aroused, hon. I could eat you up right now.” He dropped her panties and buried his face between her legs, running his nose up her slit then licking it.
“Bryson! I need a shower.”
“Can’t help it. You taste amazing.”
“That’s enough. Let’s shower then play,” Mason said, popping Bryson on the back of the head.
Bryson stood then pulled Randi off the bed, as well. The three of them walked into the bathroom where Mason turned on the water in the walk-in shower for it to warm up. He tested it then stepped in, followed by Bryson.
“Come on, babe. The water is perfect,” Mason told her.
She stepped in next to Bryson and moaned at how good the water felt on her back. Both men took cloths and soaped them up to bathe her. She’d never imagined how sexy a shower could be, or how fun it was to have two men bathing her at one time. They left no creases untouched.
“I think I’m clean, guys. It’s my turn to bathe you.”
Randi stole Mason’s cloth and soaped it up before running it across his chest and shoulders then down each arm. She rinsed him off then used the cloth to wash over his abdomen while she licked and sucked on each nipple. His quick, indrawn breath was a pleasure to her ears.
Next, she knelt in the shower with Bryson shielding her from the brunt of the shower spray while she washed Mason’s legs then soaped up her hand to clean his cock and balls. The more she squeezed and rubbed, the more he pushed into her soapy, tight grasp.
“You keep that up and I’m going to come all over you, babe,” Mason hissed out between clenched teeth.
“Would that be a bad thing?” she asked with a smug smile.
“Fuck that feels good.”
Bryson eased around Randi and rubbed his cock across her lips. She looked up at him while still tugging on Mason’s hard shaft.
“I cleaned up while you were washing Mason off. How about wrapping that dirty mouth around my dick, hon?” he asked.
Randi licked her lips and opened her mouth. Bryson fed his erect cock into her mouth as she continued giving Mason a handjob. She reached back and forth to fondle Mason then Bryson’s balls as she sucked on Bryson and tugged on Mason. She had to concentrate since she was doing two different things. She didn’t want to hurt either man because she got confused and bite down on Bryson or pull too hard on Mason.
Mason’s groan told her that he was getting close to climaxing. She squeezed a little tighter and increased her speed, paying close attention to his balls until he grabbed her shoulder and jerked in her hand.
“Fuck! Show me those tits, babe. I’m going to come all over them.” Mason’s cock jerked again, and streams of cum coated her breasts even as she sucked on Bryson’s hard cock.
“That’s so good, babe. Damn, I haven’t come that hard since I was in that sweet pussy of yours,” he said.
Randi devoted her attention to Bryson now. She rolled his balls gently in one hand while grasping his shaft with the other as she deep throated him and swallowed around the stiff rod. He threaded his hands in her hair and pulled on it just enough to make her moan around him.
“Yeah, hon. Just like that. Swallow my dick.”
She pulled back and ran the tip of her tongue over the slit in his cockhead, making him groan before sucking him back down her throat and swallowing around him. Soon he was pumping in and out of her mouth while holding on to her hair.
“That’s it, Randi. I’m there. Right there.”
She squeezed his balls a little harder, and he exploded in her mouth.
“Holy hell. That’s it, that’s it, hon. Drain me dry, babe. Suck me down.”
Bryson’s hoarse words made her smile around his shaft. She loved that she could reduce her men to needy boys with her body. Bryson jerked in her mouth a few more times then slipped from between her lips. He leaned back against the tiled wall and panted.
“Looks like you need cleaning up again, babe.” Mason had recovered from his orgasm and was soaping up the cloth once more.
“Someone did get me dirty again. I think he should clean me up.”
“Honey, as much as I want to take care of you right now, the water’s getting cold, so we’ll need to move to the bedroom once Mason has you clean again,” Bryson managed to get out around gasps.
“You guys are worn out. I can get mine another time. Let’s just head to bed,” she said.
“No way, babe. You come first. We might have climaxed before you, but there’s no way we’re leaving you hanging. Besides, we love eating that pussy,” Mason said.
Randi laughed. “You guys are insatiable. You just came and already you’re thinking about sex again.”
“We think about it ninety percent of the time, babe.” Mason helped her out of the shower after Bryson turned off the water.
“I believe it,” she told him.
They all toweled off then walked into the bedroom. Randi started to climb onto the bed, but Bryson stopped her. She frowned. What were they up to this time?
“On the chair, babe. I want to spread those pretty pussy lips wide where I can lick all your juices.” Bryson indicated the club chair she used to put on her socks and shoes each morning. It had rounded cloth arms.
“I don’t know, Bryson. It…”
“Will be perfect, babe. Let Bryson have his fun.” Mason led her over to the chair then walked behind it to bend over and pull her legs wide over the chair’s arms. “How does that look?”
Bryson’s eyes grew wide. “Perfect. I won’t miss a drop this way.”
Randi watched him kneel between her legs with a wide smile on his face. For a man who’d just come, he looked ready for more. It looked like she was going to be his next meal.
“You smell delicious, hon. I can’t wait to feel you come all over my tongue.” Bryson leaned in and rubbed his nose up and down her slit before replacing it with his tongue.
Randi couldn’t help but shiver at the wonderful feel of his tongue against her flesh. Each time he licked up the slit she moaned. This was going to kill her. With her legs spread so wide, it left no part of her pussy hidden from his touch. The feel of the tip of his tongue circling around her clit nearly had her spasming in the chair. She squirmed, unable to be still.
Bryson wrapped one arm over her belly to keep her still while using the other one to tease her body. He ran one finger inside her cunt then drew it down to her back hole and rubbed her pussy juices into the tiny hole. She shivered again. They’d yet to have anal sex, but she knew it was coming. He kept scooping her juices down to her ass while licking and sucking at her pussy, occasionally dipping his tongue deep inside her.
Randi was getting closer and closer to an orgasm. The harder Bryson sucked on her pussy lips, the more she needed to come.
“She’s close, man. Look at her face. It’s rosy, and she’s gritting her teeth. Take her over, Bryson. I want to hear her scream,” Mason said from behind her.
Mason still had her legs pulled back as wide as she could go while Bryson tortured her with his mouth and fingers and tongue. When he sucked her clit and pinched it with his teeth, she screamed, only dimly realizing that he’d pushed his finger deep into her ass at the same time. While she
flew, he pumped her back hole over and over, dragging out her climax until she was sure she was going to pass out.
“Did you see that, Bryson? Her eyes rolled back in her head,” Mason said.
“Couldn’t see anything. I was too busy lapping up her juices. Your turn, man.”
Randi’s eyes instantly flew open. “No! I can’t take any more. Please, Mason.” Pant, pant. “You can have a turn in the morning if you’re set on it.” Pant, pant. “I need some rest now. You two have worn me out.” Randi could barely get the words out around her gasps for breath.
Mason’s devilish grin worried her. The man was devious she’d learned over the last few weeks. He would go so far as waking her up in the middle of the night to have his turn. She just knew him.
“Please, Mason? I’m really sensitive after that.” Randi hoped he could see in her eyes that she was serious.
“I’ll take a raincheck but don’t worry. I’ll remember. Your pussy is mine next time,” he said.
Bryson picked her up and carried her over to the bed. He tossed her into the middle and laughed she bounced. Randi glared at him but couldn’t be angry. After all, he’d just made her scream and almost pass out. She couldn’t fault their attentions, that was for sure. They kept her satisfied and happy. Randi hoped she did the same for them.
Chapter Seven
“I swear. They’ve come up almost overnight. Would you look at the size of those plants?” Randi said.
“They said they sprout a lot faster than we’re used to. I never noticed around the gardens back on Space Station One. Someone else always took care of them then,” Bryson said.
“Unfortunately, the weeds grow just as fast. It’s taking me almost half the day each day keeping them pulled.” Randi planted her hands on her hips.
“Well remember to wear gloves and dig out anything that might be poisonous. You’ve seen the pictures in the books of what to avoid. If it’s something you don’t want to deal with, just let us know, and we’ll take care of it,” Mason reminded her.
“So far it’s just weeds and those purple flowers. I can handle them.” Randi bent over and picked up the hoe. “Better get back to work. What are you guys doing this afternoon?”
“Walking the fence line to be sure nothing’s damaged it or tried to dig under it,” Mason told her.
“Be careful, guys. I want you back home in one piece.” Randi watched them go then returned to hoeing up the weeds.
Not long after the men left, Tinker bounded up next to her and watched as she worked. When it started digging next to her, she had to shoo the creature off before it dug up some of their vegetables. It just hopped over to the picnic table and curled up under it to sleep. Randi shook her head and continued working but minutes later, the devious little bunnycat was back, pushing at the hoe and nudging her backward. Randi sighed and stomped to the back door in hopes of leading the creature inside while she finished in the garden. It followed her, and she shut it inside before returning to the hoeing.
Something brushed her leg when she wasn’t looking. She figured it was Tinker until she saw that Tinker was inside. She looked around and nearly screamed when a dorrie rushed past her growling as it did. Randi did scream when it bit her leg through her jeans.
Randi knew that the dorrie’s bite was serious. She hopped back to the house, throwing open the door only to have Tinker rush outside to tie up with the dorrie. She slammed the door behind her then hobbled into the office to call the guys for help. It took her two tries to get the radio to work. She was shaking so hard she wasn’t sure she’d make sense when she reached them. If she reached them.
“Hey, Randi. What’s up?” Mason asked over the speaker.
“A dorrie bit me. Tinker attacked it, but I don’t know if he killed it or not. I’m bleeding. What do I do?” She tried to keep the tears out of her voice but was sure Mason could hear them.
“Fuck! Sit down and apply pressure to the wound until we can get there. We’re on our way, babe. Try to calm down. That only makes your heart beat faster, and you’ll bleed more.” Mason’s voice sounded calm, but she knew he was worried.
Randi could hear Bryson cursing in the background. She hated that she was worrying them. They had so much to do. Now she wouldn’t be able to keep the grass out of the garden for a few days. Was the dorrie’s bite poisonous? She couldn’t remember.
The more she thought about it, the more upset she got.
Stop it! I can’t let my heart race like this. That will spread the poison if the thing is poisonous. I need to relax and slow my heart down again. Mason and Bryson will take care of me. I’ll be fine.
That wasn’t as easy as she hoped. Randi wondered if Tinker was okay. It and the dorrie had tied up pretty good. She didn’t want to lose her pet. It had been a great companion over the last few weeks.
“Randi! Where are you, babe?” Mason called from the back of the house.
“I’m in the office.”
Mason and Bryson burst into the room. Bryson immediately knelt at her feet, using his knife to slit up the seam of her jeans to look at her leg.
“Mason, it’s deep. I don’t think it got the bone, but it definitely went through muscle,” Bryson said.
“I’ll get the doctor on the radio and find out what we need to do,” Mason said. “Take her upstairs to the bed and get those jeans off her. I’ll be right there once I’ve talked to the doc.”
Randi wrapped her arms around Bryson as he stood with her and walked to the stairs. She worried about him carrying her up, believing she was too heavy, but he didn’t make a sound and soon reached their bedroom.
Bryson eased her ruined jeans down her body then tossed them aside as he had her lay back with two pillows behind her head.
“Everything will be fine, hon. Don’t worry. We’ll take care of you.”
“I know. I should have been paying more attention. Tinker was trying to warn me I think. He kept interfering with me while I was trying to work in the garden. I finally put him inside so I could get some work done.”
“Don’t worry about it now. Just relax and try to keep calm.” Bryson was applying pressure to her leg while they waited on Mason to finish talking to the doctor.
Seconds later, the other man raced into the room with the first aid kit. He opened it on the bed next to her feet.
“Bryson, get two towels out of the bathroom. Dampen one with hot water and bring them in here. The bite will fester and get infected if we don’t draw out the dorrie’s poison. We’ve got some medication they packed in everyone’s first aid kit for this.” Mason held pressure to her bleeding leg as Bryson rushed from the room.
When he returned less than a minute later, he and Mason went to work. They put the dry towel under her leg then covered the wound with the hot, wet towel. Mason administered an injection then leaned over to give her a kiss.
“Don’t worry, babe. You’re going to be fine. This new medication works against allowing the poison to make your sick. You’ll be fine in a few days,” Mason assured her.
“It hurts, Mason.” She hated complaining, but the bite stung like a hundred hornets were targeting her leg.
“I know, babe. It will get better once we have most of that poison out.” He checked the wet towel. “Bryson, heat it up again.”
Mason covered her leg with a clean cloth while Bryson reheated the wet towel. They continued the process until she told them that it only burned a little and wasn’t stinging like it had been. She was so sleepy now. Mason assured her that was part of the process, and she’d feel much better after she’d rested.
“I’m scared to go to sleep. What if I don’t wake up?” she asked.
Bryson squeezed her hand. “Don’t worry, hon. Mason and I will be right here watching over you.”
Randi’s eyes fluttered shut. She fought the darkness threatening to overcome her. She didn’t want to go to sleep. She wanted to be able to fight the effects of the bite, but she soon lost the battle and slipped into a deep sleep.
* * * *
“She is going to be okay, right?” Bryson asked Mason for the third time.
“Doc said she would be fine once the medication tackles the poison. It just takes time.”
“I don’t like how pale she is.”
“Neither do I, but she’ll look better once she wakes up again.” Mason looked over at his friend. “Why don’t you go see if that creature she loves so much is still alive. She’s going to ask about it when she wakes up.”
Bryson nodded. “I didn’t see it when we rushed inside. I sure don’t want to be the one to tell her it’s dead if it didn’t make it.”
“Go check. I’ll watch her until you get back.” Mason jerked his head toward the door.
He watched as Bryson strode out of the room then returned his attention to their wife. He’d been thinking about that a lot the last few days. She was theirs to take care of and to love. He wasn’t sure if he had fallen in love with her yet, but he knew he was well on the way if he wasn’t. She was fun and feisty as well as warm and generous. He liked talking with her about the garden and what to expect. She was so excited about harvesting.
Mason chuckled. She would be until the second week of working her ass off to put everything up for winter. Then she’d swear she would never look forward to it again. He knew the other ladies would be helping, but the bulk of the work would fall on Randi. He knew she could handle it. She was strong, capable. It was one of the things he liked about her.
“Incoming!”
Bryson’s yell up the stairs had him jumping in front of Randi as a frantic-looking bunnycat tore into the room only to stop at the sight of Mason blocking his way to his prized human.
“Don’t you dare wake her up you little menace. She needs her rest.” Mason glared at the creature.
“Sorry. The second I opened the door to go check on it, the thing raced right past me,” Bryson said.
The creature made a mewling sound then crept around the bed to hop up on the other side. It walked across the bed to curl up next to Randi’s hand, laying his head on it. Mason wanted to make the thing get down, but didn’t have the heart to after seeing how careful it had been not to disturb Randi. It obviously cared about her as much as he and Bryson did.
