Monroe, Marla - The Hired Hands' Dilemma [The Men of Space Station One #3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Marla Monroe

  “Why do you think I’ll be sore?” she demanded.

  “Tell me your belly wasn’t a little tender from the other day. Now remember how hard I was pumping in you a little while ago. Add that to the fact that you were a virgin, and you have lots of reasons to be sore.” He got in and lowered them both into the water, making sure to keep her left leg up on the rim of the tub.

  “Hey, Keeton!” he called out.

  “Yeah?” Keeton walked in without his shirt.

  “Get a towel and put it under her leg so it won’t hurt.”

  Keeton settled Ashley’s leg on a fluffy towel then continued to remove his clothes.

  “I’m going to take a shower while you’re soaking,” Keeton told them.

  “Come here,” Ashley said.

  He walked over toward the tub. “What is it?”

  “I want to touch you. Can I touch you?” She looked up with wide eyes at Keeton.

  Boyd smiled. She was a curious little thing. He waited to see how Keeton would react.

  “Um, yeah. I guess so.” He moved closer to the tub, where she could reach him.

  Ashley reached out a wet hand and ran her hand over the top of his cock, almost as if she were petting him. It jerked at her touch and she jumped back.

  “Whoa, baby. Don’t be jumping in my lap. You’ll hurt me.” Boyd winced

  “Can I hold it?” she asked, looking up at Keeton.

  “Yeah, give me your hand and I’ll show you how.” He held out his hand for hers.

  She gave him her hand and he wrapped it tightly around his dick. Boyd watched her expression from the side. She had a smile on her face that looked like she was pleased with herself.

  “There you go. Now squeeze a little tighter several times.”

  He threw back his head and growled when she did. Ashley gasped when a drop of pre-cum formed at the end of his cock. She started to let go, but Keeton was faster and held her hand there.

  “It’s okay, Ashley. It’s his cum. You made him horny squeezing on him like that,” Boyd told her.

  Keeton walked closer to the tub. “Lick it, baby.”

  She looked back at Boyd as if wanting him to say it was okay. Boyd refused to get in the middle of it. This was Keeton’s show.

  “Taste me, Ashley. I want to feel your tongue on my cock.” He held his cock close to her face.

  She leaned forward and stuck out her tongue and took a delicate lick across the slit on his dick. Keeton hissed out a breath at the touch of her tongue.

  She swallowed and cocked her head to one side. “It tastes salty.”

  “Take it in your mouth and suck on it, Ashley,” Keeton said in a deep voice.

  “You want me to give you a blow job?” she asked innocently.

  “Not this time, maybe another time. Right now, I just want you to suck me and get the feel of my cock,” Keeton said in a strained voice.

  Ashley leaned forward and took his cock in her mouth. She sucked on it, then pulled back and licked it from the tip to the root and back up again. Then she looked up at him and swallowed him down as far as she could go until she gagged and backed off.

  “That’s enough, baby.” He was panting now. “I’ll take care of myself this time.”

  “Huh?”

  “He’s going to go jack off in the shower, baby. You got him all hot and bothered, so he needs some relief.” Boyd was finding the entire conversation amusing. He could see that Keeton wasn’t now.

  “Can I watch?” she asked.

  Keeton looked at her with a pained expression on his face.

  “Ashley, I’d love for you to watch and even help, but another time. You can’t get your leg wet, and I’m not in any condition to be patient.”

  Keeton walked on by with his cock sticking out like a sore thumb. Boyd heard the shower kick on.

  “How are you feeling, baby?” Boyd asked after a few minutes.

  “I feel okay. I’m stinging a little bit, though.”

  “Sorry. That will go away. You ready to get out now?”

  “Yeah. I’m going to turn into a prune. This is the second bath I’ve had today.”

  “Just makes you softer. I’ll rub some lotion on you after we get you dry.” Boyd shifted so that she slid off his lap. “I’ll get up and then help you out. Keep your leg up on the edge of the tub for me.”

  Boyd got up to get out of the tub, but before he did, Ashley bent forward and licked his wet cock. He groaned and stepped out, reaching for a towel at the same time.

  “Don’t tease me like that, baby. You can’t handle more loving right now.” He swiftly dried off then grabbed another towel for her. “Come on. Let’s get you out of there and back in bed before you get into trouble.”

  She gave him an innocent stare that had him shaking his head. She really was going to be the death of them.

  Chapter Nine

  Ashley woke the next morning to an empty bed. Neither of the men seemed to be around, and she needed to get to the bathroom in a bad way. She scooted to the edge of the bed and sat up. She felt fine. Her leg felt fine. She didn’t see any reason she couldn’t walk to the bathroom on her own. She stood up and took a tentative step, then another. Nothing hurt, really, so she walked to the bathroom.

  When she opened the bathroom door, Keeton stood just outside with his hands on his hips and a stern expression.

  “You aren’t supposed to be walking on that leg yet.”

  “I had to go to the bathroom and neither of you were around to help me.” She pouted.

  “Pouting won’t help you with me. You can save it for Boyd.” He picked her up and carried her back to bed.

  “I want to get dressed and go downstairs,” she complained.

  “I ought to make you stay in bed all morning for pulling that stunt,” he said with a frown.

  “Please. I’m bored up here alone.”

  “Boyd and I are going to work on putting up the fence today. You’re going to be inside alone anyway. We’ll check on you periodically. Are you going to be okay?” he asked, his face softening some.

  “I’ll be fine on the couch. You plugged up the hole, right?” she asked.

  “Yes. I double-checked all around the cellar, too,” he assured her.

  “Then I’ll be fine by myself. I can read and draw.”

  “Okay, hold on and let me get you something to put on.”

  Keeton dug through the drawers and pulled out a pair of jeans and a T-shirt. When he brought them over, she frowned.

  “What?”

  “Where’s my underwear?”

  “You don’t need any to just sit on the couch.”

  Ashley sighed and rolled her eyes at him. “Just because you don’t wear any doesn’t mean the rest of us feel okay without them.”

  He gave her an evil grin. “Do without it today, for me.”

  She narrowed her eyes at him and bit her lower lip. “Okay. What’s in it for me?”

  “Maybe I’ll let you play with my cock tonight,” he said, lifting his eyebrows.

  “Really. Like I couldn’t reach over and grab it in the middle of the night.”

  “You do that and you might find yourself on the wrong end of a spanking, baby.”

  “Promises, promises,” she purred.

  “I swear. I’m taking that fucking book away from you.” Keeton jerked the T-shirt over her head, but was easier on pulling her jeans over her leg. “Is that too tight on your leg?”

  “No, it’s fine.” She held her arms up for him to pick her up.

  “You’re getting entirely too comfortable being carried around. Don’t think I’m going to carry your highness around from now on.”

  He carried her downstairs and sat her on the couch.

  “Where’s Boyd?” she asked.

  “Fixing breakfast. I’ll bring you some in a little bit. We’ve already eaten and been out looking at the fencing.”

  “Thanks, Keeton. Can I have my books and my drawing pad? Please?” she asked.

  He rubbe
d the top of her head and walked into the kitchen to retrieve her things. When he returned, he also had a glass of reconstituted milk. He sat the books on the edge of the couch and the glass on a coaster on the end table.

  Ashley thumbed through the books and frowned. “Where’s my sex book?”

  “I decided that it’s too mature for you,” he said with a grin.

  “Boyd! Bring me my sex book, please.” She grinned at him.

  Boyd called back. “Be there in a minute.”

  When he showed up, he had her book and a plate full of scrambled eggs and toast. He sat the book on the couch and she immediately grabbed it before Keeton could. She stuffed it behind her back and then took her plate of food.

  “Thanks, Boyd.”

  Boyd grinned and winked at her before kissing her on the head. “I’ve turned the stove off. We’ll be back in to check on you every hour.”

  “I’ll be fine.”

  They each kissed her then left her on the couch while they went out to work on building the fence around the yard and garden. Ashley spent her time reading up on gardening and making notes of what she needed to do as soon as she could get up and move around again. Then she reviewed her notes in the ménage book. She was still trying to get her head around the anal sex aspect of a ménage experience. It wasn’t that she was scared, really, just uncomfortable with the idea. The book made it sound like it was no big deal.

  When Keeton had talked about it, she’d gotten turned on. Reading about it sounded so clinical. Then reading about oral sex had sounded the same way, when the experience she’d had last night had been anything but clinical. It had been very personal, and she hadn’t even really done anything yet.

  At some point when she had been reading about oral sex, Boyd came in to check on her. She had waved him off. She was fine. He took one look at the book and grinned at her. Then he left her alone again. She knew her face had turned all shades of red by the heat in her cheeks.

  When she read about the different types and positions in the book, she realized she was wet between her legs. God, if anyone saw her, they would think she’d wet her pants. She wondered how long it had been since Boyd had come in. Did she have time to run upstairs and change before one of them came back? She had just about made up her mind to try when Keeton walked in.

  “How are you doing?” he asked.

  “I’m fine. Doing great. I’m reading up on the garden.” She picked up a book and waved it.

  “So you haven’t been reading any more of the sex book?” he asked as he squatted beside the couch.

  “Um, no.” She lied in a high-pitched voice.

  “Then why are you wet, Ashley? Thinking about me and what I want to do to you?” He pulled the book off her lap and scraped his nails over her crotch where it was wet.

  The sensation of his nails there went straight to her clit. She moaned.

  “Fuck. You’re all hot and bothered, aren’t you?”

  “Oh, God. I need.” She didn’t know what she needed right then, but more of that scratching was a good start.

  She reached to grab his hand and pull it back down to her pussy. Keeton let her do it. She held it there and closed her legs around his fist. He pushed it into her and let her rub herself on him. She groaned and squeezed, but it wasn’t enough.

  “Fuck, pull off these jeans.” He helped her pull them off one leg. “See why not wearing underwear is a good thing?” He chuckled when she frowned.

  He unfastened his jeans and his cock sprang out hard and heavy. He lowered them to his knees and lifted her right leg over his arm so that he could kneel with one leg on the couch. He pulled her down toward him and centered his cock at her wet pussy. He pushed forward and groaned when he only made it a little way inside of her.

  “You’re soaking wet, and still you’re so fucking tight I can’t get inside you.”

  He pulled out and pushed forward again, gaining a little ground. Ashley shook her head from side to side. She needed him inside of her, and he was going too slowly. She tried to help him by lifting her hips to meet his forward thrust. He went deeper this time and she moaned. Finally, she felt some fullness. The sting from him stretching her wasn’t as bad as the first time. When he pulled out and thrust again, she nearly screamed as he hit her cervix.

  He stopped and leaned forward to kiss her. He dropped his head to hers.

  “Are you okay? Am I hurting you?”

  “I’m okay. It burns, but if you move, it doesn’t anymore.”

  “Then I’ll move.” He pulled out and pushed back in.

  “Yes, like that.” She lifted her pelvis in time to his thrusts and the extra effort soon had her burning inside. The burn grew and soon involved her clit and nipples.

  Keeton tunneled inside of her over and over, grunting as he bumped her cervix with each thrust. She could feel her release just out of reach. She reached down and pressed on her clit over and over like Keeton had showed her and caught her breath in her throat when she suddenly flew apart. She held her finger to her clit while she shivered from head to toe through her orgasm.

  When she squeezed her cunt muscles around Keeton, he exploded inside her. She felt the warm splash of his cum inside her pussy. He held still deep within her for several long seconds. Then he slowly pulled out.

  “Dammit, Keeton. She’s probably sore and you’ve just fucked the hell out of her.” Boyd walked in with a furious expression. He ran a hand through his hair. “I knew you were taking too long to just check on her.”

  “Boyd, I’m fine. I asked for it. I was reading my book and got, um, horny, and needed something. Don’t be mad at Keeton.”

  Keeton had pulled his jeans up and zipped up. “Don’t try and explain anything, Ashley. This is between Boyd and me.”

  “I won’t have you fighting over me!” she yelled. “Boyd, I asked him to fuck me. Get over it.”

  “Baby, it isn’t that he shouldn’t have fucked you, but he shouldn’t have been so rough with you. You’re not used to that yet.”

  “He wasn’t rough with me. It felt good. I climaxed, didn’t I?” She sighed. “Don’t you two dare fight about this, or neither one of you will fuck me for a month.”

  “Dammit, Boyd. You’ve made her mad.” He helped her pull up her jeans and fasten them.

  “Fine. I’m going back outside to work on the fucking fence.” He threw up his hands and walked off.

  “He’s just jealous because he wanted you, but was too much of a gentleman to push you,” Keeton told her. “In case you didn’t know. I’m not a gentleman.” He grinned at her and left the room.

  She heard them talking as they walked outside and closed the kitchen door behind them. She prayed they didn’t fight about it now that they were out of her presence. It would hurt her to know she was the cause of them fighting.

  She couldn’t help but compare their style. Boyd was careful and easy with her, where Keeton took what he wanted even though he made sure she climaxed, too. He was rougher around the edges and exciting to her. She could never choose between them now that she had gotten to know them. Thank God she didn’t have to.

  Chapter Ten

  After lunch, Ashley ended up taking a nap on the couch. She was awakened by a knock on the kitchen door. Where were the men? If she got up and answered the door, Keeton would probably make good on his promise and spank her. Not that they scared her. Then the door opened and a female voice called out.

  “Hello? Ashley? It’s Rachel from across the field. Your men said I could come in.”

  “Come on in the living room. I’m on the couch.” Ashley tried to straighten up her clothes and quickly hid the sex book behind her back once again.

  The other woman walked into the living room. She introduced herself and asked if Ashley needed anything to drink or eat while she was there.

  “No, thanks. I’m fine right now. Have a seat. Surely you didn’t come over here by yourself with those creatures out there.” Ashley shivered at the thought of them.

  “
No, Danny and Andrew are with me. They came over to help with the fence since they have ours finished now.”

  “That’s really nice of them.”

  “How is your leg?” Rachel asked.

  “It’s much better than it was. I wish they would let me walk around some. It’s hard to stay on the couch all day.”

  “I’m sure it is. I had to stay in the bed for a few days and it was hell on me. I had things I needed to be doing,” Rachel agreed.

  “Yeah, the garden needs to be planted. I hope the men will let me up tomorrow.”

  “You’re okay with your garden. I just planted mine yesterday. Don’t worry about it yet.” Rachel patted her hand.

  “How did you meet your men?” Ashley asked.

  “Believe it or not, I met them at a dance, but they kidnapped me and brought me to their ranch.”

  “Were you upset?”

  “A little at first, but I had already decided that they were the men for me, so mostly I was aggravated that they took my choice from me,” Rachel said.

  “Are you happy with them now?”

  “Very happy. They treat me like a queen.”

  “Um, can I ask you a personal question? You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to, ’cause it’s really none of my business.”

  “Sure, just ask.” Rachel smiled as if she knew what Ashley was going to ask.

  “Well, do you and your, ah, husbands have sex at the same time?” Ashley asked.

  “Do you mean anal sex and regular sex?”

  Ashley felt the heat climb up her face. She couldn’t believe she had asked that question when she didn’t even know the woman.

  “Never mind. It’s none of my business.” She ducked her head.

  “I don’t mind answering. Yes, we do. It’s the most wonderful experience you can ever have. It is intimate and makes the three of you feel like one person.” Rachel winked at Ashley. “You’ll have the best damn orgasms you’ve ever had, too.”

  “I want to try it, but I’m a little uncomfortable about it,” Ashley admitted.

  “There’s nothing to be nervous about. If they prepare you right, it barely hurts at first. Then it gets really intense, and you won’t believe how good it feels after that.”