by Marla Monroe
“Hold on, Carmen.”
Brad began sucking on her clit in earnest as Kirk pinched and nipped at her nipples. It was enough to send her screaming into orgasm. She thrashed on the bed until Brad climbed on top of her and buried his cock deep inside her cunt. He pulled out and tunneled his way back in over and over until she was moaning and thrusting her hips up to meet him.
Kirk wasn’t sure Brad was all there as he powered in and out of their woman’s hot cunt. His eyes were closed as he pummeled her with his thick dick. Kirk almost said something, but kept his mouth closed. They would discuss it in the morning. Carmen was in no way being hurt. On the contrary, she was eating it up, grabbing his hips with her legs as he fucked her right into another climax.
Kirk covered her mouth with his as soon as she began to scream the second time. She moaned into his lips as he licked and sucked on her tongue. When he pulled back, it was to see a slightly sick look on Brad’s face. The other man had realized he’d been out of control, and was worried now.
“Carmen? Baby, are you okay?” he asked without looking at her.
“I’m fine, Brad. Better than fine.” She sighed and ran her hands down his chest.
The other man slowly pulled out from her pussy and rolled over to the other side of the bed. For a minute, Brad looked as if he was going to just go to sleep, but then he climbed out of the bed and pulled Carmen with him.
“Let’s get you cleaned up and back in bed. You’re bound to be tired.”
Kirk didn’t hear Carmen’s reply as they walked into the bathroom. He hated that he’d had any part in Brad’s loss of control, but he knew that he had. They should have talked before either one of them had fucked her alone. They were obviously going to have to work out some problems, or their future as a family would suffer.
He heard the shower running and got up to straighten the bed. How was he going to approach Brad about all of this? His best friend was used to being in charge and dominating his women in bed. Sharing that with Kirk was already getting to him. They had a lot to work out.
Several minutes later, they emerged from the shower smiling and seemingly relaxed. He searched Brad’s face, but couldn’t tell for sure. Kirk sighed. He’d find out in the morning.
They all climbed back into the big bed to sleep. Kirk was the last to finally relax enough to go to sleep. Before he succumbed, he ran his hand over Carmen’s shoulder, thinking that she was perfect for them. If he could just figure out how to settle Brad down, they would be just fine.
Chapter Seven
Brad and Kirk climbed into the transport to meet the other two at the new house site. He could tell that Kirk had something on his mind by the way he kept shifting in the transport seat.
“Whatever it is, say it, man. You obviously have something on your mind.”
“Look, we need to get past the jealousy crap, Brad. We’re going to be with Carmen alone sometimes. I’m sorry if my having sex with her alone yesterday bothered you, but it shouldn’t have.”
“You’re right. It did, but it shouldn’t have. I’ve got to work on that.” Brad grimaced. He hated having to make that concession.
“She’s going to pick up on our moods and feel like she’s the cause of it. We’ve got to figure this out today and keep our problems between us and only us.”
“It’s not so much that I don’t want to share, Kirk. I do. I love seeing her eyes when you suck on her breasts. They grow all molten and heavy. I enjoy watching you with her. I just have to realize that sometimes, you’re going to have her alone.”
“You like to be in charge, and when we are alone, you can’t be. I get that, Brad. You’re already compromising a lot with her by backing off some on the dominance. I can appreciate that.”
“Kirk, I’m going to push her some more tonight. I want to see her gain so much pleasure that she nearly passes out. I know we can give it to her.”
Kirk sighed and shook his head.
“What?”
“You’re changing the subject. Get back on track.”
“I’m going to work on it, Kirk. I don’t know what else I can say.”
“That you aren’t going to get all pissy if I fuck her again without you.”
“Okay, okay. I’ll restrain myself, somehow.” He blew out a breath and nodded toward the house site as they pulled up.
“Greg and Steven are already here. They look a little peeved for some reason.”
“Are we late?” Brad checked his new watch that accommodated the extra hour in their day.
“No. Must be something else.” Kirk unbuckled the harness and climbed out of the transport.
“Hey, guys. Everything okay?”
“Yeah, just a little disharmony at home is all,” Steven said.
“I think getting used to a ménage relationship is going to take some time and a lot of effort.” Brad climbed out of the transport and jumped to the ground.
“Yeah, well, getting used to a woman with a mind of her own is going to be what is tough to deal with.” Greg pulled out his tool belt and fastened it around his waist.
“I take it that little Janet is giving you a difficult time,” Brad said with a grin.
Steven scowled at him. “And you’re not having trouble?”
Brad sobered up. “Yeah, well.”
“Right. I thought as much.” Steven grabbed his tools and headed for the cleared land.
They began laying out timber and tools to set up the foundation. They were using blocks made of a combination of concrete and a resin derived from the planet that seemed to be five times stronger than concrete was.
For the next four hours, they worked on the house, then broke for a lunch of sandwiches that each of the men had brought with them. They talked about the fence situation and how much area they were planning to take in.
“We’ve got ours covering the garden and a good portion of the backyard for a play area once the children start,” Kirk told them.
“Yeah, we are doing the same thing. I sure hope we get a little more time before Janet gets pregnant, though.” Greg ran a hand through his hair.
“Not much we can do to prevent it. Besides not having condoms, we agreed to populate the planet by coming here,” Brad pointed out.
They all stopped talking and got back to work. Each seemed to be in their own thoughts when a freak storm blew up. They ran for the transports and settled down to wait it out.
“I think they are having just as much trouble as we are from the sounds of it,” Kirk pointed out.
“I guess everyone has to get used to the arrangement. Maybe we should talk to someone who has been here a while and see if they can offer any suggestions.”
“That’s probably a good idea. I don’t want to put a burden on Carmen by thinking she has to keep us both happy all the time. If she senses that one or both of us are unhappy, she’s going to stress over it.” Kirk looked out the rain-slick window.
Brad watched the thunderclouds roll by as lightning flashed and the rain came down in sheets. They could feel the wind shifting the transport. He wasn’t sure about the weather here and wondered how long the rain would last.
As it was, it cleared up after an hour, leaving muddy puddles of water all over the area for them to have to step around. He wasn’t sure they were going to be able to work much more since they were building the foundation.
To his surprise, the sun came out and began drying things up. Steam rose from the ground as water evaporated. Brad briefly wondered if they had gotten rain at their place or not. He hoped Carmen hadn’t gotten caught out in it. The rain had come down hard enough to sting his skin. It had hurt to some extent.
The idea that Carmen might have felt it bothered him. He realized he didn’t want anything to happen to her. He was already attached. He grinned and wondered how deep Kirk was with her. Together they could make her very happy or make her life miserable. He vowed right then and there to work on his jealousy. It wasn’t so much that he was jealous that she and Kirk had fucked, bu
t that he hadn’t been there to direct it and enjoy it.
He needed to do some deep thinking over the next few days. It was up to him to curb his demanding side. He felt like he could do it with some work, and he knew it was worth it. Carmen was worth that and a lot more. She’d worked hard to relax around them and give them what they needed. Now it was time for him to give some back.
* * * *
Carmen sighed as the rain pummeled the ground outside the house. She stared out the kitchen window and wondered if it were raining where the men were. There hadn’t been a cloud in the sky when she had come outside. She had worked out in the garden all morning, making sure to keep a watch for animals. Then, after lunch, when she went back out, the wind had blown in deep, dark clouds and a stinging rain that made her hiss when it pelted down on her skin. She had run for the house and made it inside before the bottom had fallen out of the sky.
Her garden vegetables had broken the ground in spots now. She was excited to see them, but worried about keeping the grass under control. They hadn’t been able to develop any sort of weed killer that worked with this grass. It was the greenest of green she had ever seen. The color made it easy to determine grass from the garden plants.
She turned away from the window and concentrated on what to fix for dinner that night. The men would be back at dark. They would work as long as there was light. She made her choices and added one of the yellow, squash-like plants, posh, to the menu. It tasted something like a nut, and was crunchy.
This required a trip down to the cellar. She turned on the light and thought she heard something. Listening for several seconds didn’t produce another sound, so she climbed down the steps and gathered up what she needed. When she stepped on the first step, something ran between her legs, causing her to lose her balance and fall against the steps.
Carmen screamed and slid down to the floor. Her shin and shoulder were on fire. Gasping for breath, she tried to calm her racing heart. What was down there with her? She swallowed around the knot suddenly lodged in her throat and concentrated on standing up again. Her left shin had a large bruise and scrape down it from the step. Her left shoulder hurt, but wasn’t as bad as she had feared. She could move it, and was able to pick up her vegetables before slowly climbing the steps to the kitchen. She closed the pantry door after shutting the cellar door.
She had no idea what had been down there with her, but she would make sure the guys checked it out when they got home. She needed to be able to go to the cellar without fear that something would get her. She grimaced when she looked at her leg. There was no way to hide that from them. She would have to tell them all about it.
After cleaning up the scrape and resting her leg and shoulder for a few minutes, Carmen got right back to work preparing the meal. Once it was all ready to reheat, she headed for the stairs, intent on taking a bath and soaking her sore body. She could already feel the stiffness working its way into her shoulders from working in the garden and then her fall.
Warm water and scented bath salts helped her relax once she slipped into the tub. She hummed her contentment and closed her eyes as she lay back against the towel she had placed there for her head. She had about thirty minutes before the men got home. She would just rest her eyes for a few minutes.
The next thing she knew, the men were leaning over her demanding to know what was wrong. Her eyes flew open and she nearly screamed in fright.
“What the hell happened to you, Carmen?” Brad demanded, lifting her out of the tub.
“What? Nothing. I don’t understand.” She was woozy from sleeping.
“Calm down, Brad. She’s still asleep.” Kirk wrapped a towel around her and began to pat her dry.
“Your leg is scraped raw and your shoulder has a hell of a bruise on it. What happened?” Brad asked again.
“I was in the cellar getting vegetables for dinner tonight and something ran between my legs as I started up the steps. I slipped and fell against them. I’m okay, but I want you to see what’s down there and get rid of it.”
“Aw, hell, baby. You could have been killed falling down the steps like that.” Kirk picked her up and carried her to the bed in the other room.
“I’m all right, Brad,” she said over Kirk’s shoulder.
“You’re lucky, baby.” Brad knelt on the floor by the bed and looked over her leg.
“I have dinner ready to reheat as soon as you two let me up to dress.” She smiled at them.
“Can you even put weight on your leg, Carmen?” Brad asked.
Carmen stood up using their shoulders for support and walked around the room to show them. She did have a slight limp, but it wasn’t a bad one. Her shoulder was still pretty sore, though. She hadn’t even looked in the mirror to see what it looked like. She walked over to the dresser and stared at the dark bruise on her shoulder.
“Looks like it hurts.” Kirk pulled her back into his arms. “Are you sure you feel up to dinner?”
“Yes. I’m really fine, Kirk. I’m actually more stove-up from pulling weeds in the garden than from the fall.”
“Looks like you got that same rain we had out at the jobsite.” Brad ran a hand carefully over her shoulder.
Carmen rolled her eyes and began pulling out underwear to put on. By the time she was dressed, the men seemed to have calmed down some. She left them to shower and change clothes while she warmed up dinner.
The two men discussed when to check out the cellar as they walked into the kitchen twenty minutes later.
“Wait till after dinner, guys. It’s just about ready.” Carmen replaced the lid on the pot she had been stirring.
“Baby, do you remember anything about what it looked like?”
“It was as big as a small cat, but all I really remember is that it was a brown blur going between my feet.”
“Did it touch you anywhere?” Kirk asked.
“I think its fur touched my shoes, but that’s all. Why?” She frowned at him.
“One of the things they have found here secretes some sort of acid from its mouth. I just want to be sure you didn’t get any on you or your clothes.”
“You’re kidding me! I don’t remember reading that.” Carmen shivered.
“It was in the booklet. You probably just read over the main parts.” Brad sighed.
Carmen quickly glanced at Brad, unsure if he was angry with her or not. He didn’t look angry, just a little worried. She swallowed and announced that dinner was ready.
After they had eaten and helped her put the kitchen to rights, Brad insisted that she go in the living room and recline on the couch while they went down to check out the cellar. She hated leaving them but was glad to actually lie down. Her shoulder was bothering her some.
The men disappeared from the room with guns. She prayed they wouldn’t get hurt. The entire time they were down there, Carmen kept expecting to hear the report of a gun, but she didn’t. Instead, about twenty minutes later, the men walked back into the room and leaned the guns by the fireplace.
“Did you find it?” she asked, sitting up.
Brad pulled her into his lap as he sat down on the couch. Kirk sat next to him, bringing her feet into his lap. Kirk rubbed her feet while Brad ran a hand up and down her right arm.
“We didn’t find anything, but we did find evidence that something has been down there. I think we might have found how he got in, and will work on plugging that up in the morning first thing,” Brad told her. “I’m sorry you got hurt, baby.”
“It’s not your fault. Things happen sometimes. I’m just glad it didn’t bite me.” She shivered again.
“I am, too.” Kirk squeezed one of her feet then massaged it. “How about a head-to-toe massage?”
“Umm, that sounds wonderful. Aren’t you too tired for that, though?” she asked.
“We’re never too tired to make you feel good, Carmen.” Brad gathered her in his arms and stood up. Then he carried her upstairs to the bed.
They helped her undress then settle on the
bed with the sheets turned down. She watched mesmerized at they undressed in front of her. Again, they didn’t have on underwear. It brought a smile to her lips. Less laundry for me to have to deal with.
“What are you grinning about, baby?” Kirk asked as he climbed up on the bed.
“You don’t wear underwear. You have some, because I put it up when we moved in.”
“Don’t see the need for it. Just something else to have to deal with.” Brad grinned at her.
They each took a side and gently manipulated her skin and muscles from her neck all the way down to her toes. They were extra careful with her sore shoulder and shin. By the time they had finished, Carmen was a limp noodle waiting to be tucked into bed. She nearly jumped out of the bed when Brad sank between her legs and began licking her pussy lips.
“Don’t worry, baby. We don’t plan to fuck tonight. We just want to be sure you sleep well.” Kirk licked a long line from her chin to her neck and down to her wounded shoulder. He softly kissed it then leaned over to suck a rounded nipple into his hot, wet mouth.
Carmen groaned. They were already pushing her upward into that needy space where a climax would set her off into the clouds. Her nipples tightened and grew hard as little pebbles. With Kirk sucking and nipping at them, she couldn’t settle down to just feel. Between Kirk at her breasts and Brad’s tongue lapping at her pussy, Carmen was slowly going insane with pleasure.
Brad began nipping at her pussy lips as he slid a single finger deep into her cunt and pumped a few times. Then he added another finger and thrust them in and out of her wet hole, making squishy sounds as her juices coated his fingers, mouth, and tongue. He hummed his approval as she leaked even more.
The more Brad sucked and licked at her pussy, the hotter she became. She thrashed her head back and forth while both men pleasured her. Kirk was sucking and pinching and eating at her breasts as if he couldn’t get enough of them. Brad had two fingers fucking her hot cunt. Just when she thought it couldn’t get any better, his fingers found her hot spot and began massaging it while he licked around her clit.
