by Marla Monroe
He scrubbed the trail dirt off his skin and damn near took the skin with it as he thought about how much he wanted to bury his cock in her sweet cunt again. She’d burned him up last time, and they’d only fucked on the couch, for God’s sake. He needed to be inside her like he needed to breathe, but Boyd was right. He was too rough. He hadn’t thought for one second about how sore she probably was after Boyd had taken her virginity. All he’d been able to think about was how deep he could get inside of her and how soon he could fuck her ass.
He didn’t need to be alone with her at all. He couldn’t trust himself not to be too hard on her. She wasn’t like the women they were used to fucking back on Earth. She was delicate. He could so easily hurt her. Still, even knowing that she deserved a better set of husbands than he and Boyd, he wouldn’t let her go now if his life depended on it. She was part of him now. He just had to figure out how to love her without hurting her.
When he figured he’d gotten better control of himself and was as clean as he could get, Keeton shut off the water and dried off before pulling on a fresh pair of jeans and a T-shirt. Then he met Boyd in the hall and they eyed each other like a pair of rutting deer.
“You’re hurting her, man.”
“You told me I was hurting her before.”
“This is different and you know it.” Boyd stomped down the stairs, leaving Keeton at the top to stare down at his back.
Fuck!
When he made it down to the kitchen, Ashley had dinner on the table. The roast was tender and juicy, as was the rest of the meal. He hadn’t had rice and gravy in years. He totally enjoyed his meal.
“Thanks, Ashley. That was really good.” He pushed back from the table and took his plate to the sink to rinse before grabbing the tea pitcher and pouring more tea in everyone’s glass.
“Glad you enjoyed it.” She smiled up at him with such warmth in her eyes he nearly grabbed her and squeezed her.
Why didn’t he? He could do that without hurting her, couldn’t he? But then the moment was gone when Boyd’s chair scraped the floor as he stood up.
“Really good meal, baby.” He kissed her on the head and took his plate over to the sink.
“You two go on in the living room and let me clean up.”
Keeton hesitated before following Boyd into the other room. He wanted to talk to Ashley alone, but was afraid to be alone with her. How sad was that?
“Looks like we have another ten acres of land to fence over there in the west pasture.” Boyd leaned back in his recliner.
Keeton sat in his and leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. “Yeah. It will take some time.”
“Wonder if they sent out another shuttle right after ours?” Boyd asked.
“It would make sense that they send them out as regular as they can to get as many people off the Earth as possible.”
“We could sure use the help out here. I don’t know how Andrew and Danny have made it as long as they have without help.” Boyd sighed and closed his eyes. “I’m about done for tonight. It’s been a long time since we’ve been in the saddle all day.”
“Wimp,” Keeton teased.
“You weren’t too spry walking up them steps tonight, either, Keeton.”
“How is Ashley’s leg looking?” Keeton asked.
“It’s healed up fine. Check it out for yourself,” he said.
After nearly thirty minutes, Ashley walked in and collapsed on the couch.
“I don’t know about you guys, but I’m going to take a shower and go to bed. I’m tired for some reason.”
“Hell, baby. You’ve put in a garden in two days. You’ve been busy,” Keeton said without thinking.
She turned toward him and smiled. “Thanks, I’m really proud of my garden. I can’t wait until it starts growing.”
“Go on up and shower off, Ashley. We’ll be up soon.” Boyd made a shooing motion with his hand.
Once she had disappeared upstairs, Keeton stood up and walked over to the kitchen and turned off the light. Then he crossed to the front door and checked to be sure it was locked. He looked over at Boyd and stretched.
“I’m going on up to bed. You coming?”
“Yeah, I’ll be up in a few minutes.” Boyd yawned and shook his head. “Hell, I’m right behind you. I can’t keep my eyes open.”
They climbed upstairs and stripped to get into bed. Boyd relaxed beneath the covers while Keeton sat on the edge of the bed waiting for Ashley. He just didn’t feel comfortable getting into bed with Boyd without her.
Ashley popped out of the bathroom a few minutes later, smiling when she saw they were already in bed waiting on her. She hurried over to Keeton and wrapped her arms around him, giving him a big hug. Then she climbed into bed to attack Boyd.
Keeton popped her carefully on the ass as she climbed over him to get to Boyd.
She growled at him. “What was that for?”
“For forgetting my kiss,” he said.
She hesitated, then leaned forward and kissed him. He took her kiss and turned it around on her. His tongue slipped inside her mouth to tease alongside of hers then tickle the roof of hers. When he plunged it in and out over and over, she moaned into his mouth. He sipped at her lips before drawing in the bottom one to suck on.
When he finally let her up, she had the prettiest just-kissed lips he had ever seen. Her eyes were heavy lidded with desire. He wanted her so badly right then he didn’t know what to do. Surely he could take her, and Boyd would stop him if he got too rough.
He searched Boyd’s eyes before giving in to his body’s needs and his heart’s desire and licking his way down her body to her sweet pussy. It was already dripping from his kiss. That only fueled his fire to get inside of her. She was wet for him. He sucked in her pussy lips then licked around the outside of her slit before plunging his tongue deep inside her cunt. She moaned and reached down to grab his hair.
Boyd quickly untangled her fingers from his hair and put her to work on his cock. Nothing turned Keeton on more than for a woman to fight him for control of his loving. He knew Boyd was trying to curb his need to dominate. He appreciated it, but hated that there had to be anything between him and Ashley right then. He wanted her all to himself but knew it was too dangerous.
Instead, he redoubled his efforts to have her come screaming around Boyd’s dick. He thrust two fingers inside her then worried he should have started with one, but when she didn’t protest but began pumping her pelvis with his thrusts, he stopped second-guessing himself. He licked her pussy from top to bottom and fucked his fingers in and out of her hot cunt. Then he curled them up and found her sweet spot to stroke. He wanted to make her come without touching her clit. He knew he could do it.
After a few seconds of stroking, he began pumping her with his fingers and sucking her pussy lips with his mouth until she was thrashing on the bed. Then he reached up and twisted one of her nipples at the same time he went back to stroking her hot spot. She came unglued and her muffled scream made him smile around her pussy. Boyd’s fuck let him know that it had been enough of a scream to set him off as well. He licked her down slowly until she had finished cleaning Boyd’s cock of his cum, and then rose up over her to plunge his cock inside her in one smooth dive.
She screamed and wrapped her legs around his ass so tightly that he couldn’t move. Had he hurt her? He tried to pull out, but she had him trapped.
“Fuck me, Keeton. Please, fuck me.”
“Baby, if you don’t let go of my ass, I can’t do anything,” he finally said.
She released the death grip she’d had and relaxed her legs around him. He pulled out and pushed back in a little easier. Ashley didn’t seem to like easy, because she grumbled and shoved her pelvis up to meet his thrusts over and over until he finally gave her more.
He had to trust that Boyd would stop him from doing something that would hurt her. He stopped worrying and plunged into her over and over until she was shaking her head back and forth, begging to come.
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nbsp; “Fuck, you’re so tight, baby. I can’t hold on.”
He reached between them and pressed against her clit a few times. She climaxed, squeezing her tight cunt around his cock until he was shooting streams of cum deep inside her pussy. He held himself still deep within her, trying to catch his breath. He looked down in her eyes and saw something there that scared him. He saw a passion that was as deep as his. She wanted more.
He carefully pulled out and collapsed on the bed next to her. She was still panting as fast as he was panting hard. She reached over and grabbed his hand and squeezed it. Then she rolled over and wrapped a leg around his leg and rested her head on his chest.
Keeton wasn’t sure what to do. He wanted to wrap his arms around her. Finally, he did just that and squeezed her lightly before kissing her forehead and drifting off to sleep.
Chapter Twelve
Boyd rolled over and pulled Ashley on top of him one night after she’d been thoroughly fucked by Keeton. He figured it was a good time to start preparing her for anal sex with both of them. Keeton would already have come and not be tempted to take her too soon. He nudged Keeton with his foot and nodded at her.
“Baby, we’re going to play around a little bit tonight, okay?” Boyd asked.
She laughed and wiggled her ass at Keeton when he walked around behind her.
“I thought you’d never get around to playing with my ass. I’ve been waiting and waiting.”
Keeton spanked her ass. “Don’t get smart with us, young lady.” He spanked it again and she wiggled it again.
Boyd felt some of the trepidation he’d harbored over introducing her to anal sex slowly slip away. She had been pretty into her ménage book for a while at the beginning. She’d had time to get used to the idea, he decided. He wanted to cement them as a family, and felt like having sex at the same time would go farther to doing that.
He’d screwed up royally by making Keeton doubt his ability to keep from hurting Ashley, and now that things were going better, he wanted them to finish the circle.
“I’m going to put some lube on your ass, baby. It’s probably going to be a little cold,” Keeton was telling her.
Boyd thrust upward into her hot cunt to get her attention when Keeton began pushing his thumb in and out of her tight ass. It didn’t seem to faze her. Boyd continued to move inside her in long, slow pushes.
Keeton added more lube and used his first finger. He thrust it in and out of her back hole until she was pushing back against him. Boyd couldn’t believe how well she was doing. When Keeton added a second finger, she stilled on Boyd’s dick. He waited while Keeton slowly pushed in a little way then pulled out.
“Push out against him, baby,” Boyd told her. “Let him in.”
Boyd could feel Keeton’s fingers through the thin membrane separating her pussy from her ass. Slowly, he managed to get two fingers up to his knuckles in and out of her dark hole with her pushing back against him.
When he made it three fingers with more lube, she groaned and hung her head, but she pushed back, trying to take him. He kissed her back and they both whispered encouraging words in her ears. Finally, Keeton’s fingers were pumping in and out of her ass more easily.
Boyd was proud of her and was about to tell her when Keeton pulled his fingers out and replaced them with his lubed-up cock. Boyd was about to tell him to stop when Ashley pushed back and impaled herself on him. She groaned but didn’t protest as Keeton slowly worked his dick in and out of her tight ass.
Boyd was upset, but didn’t say anything. It wasn’t the time. They were just supposed to introduce her to it, not start it. They were going too fast. Still, he pulled out when Keeton pushed in and then pushed in when Keeton pulled out.
Ashley moaned and tried to keep up with their rhythm, but it was impossible. She finally just lay on top of Boyd while they used her body as their vessel.
“Oh, God, yes! I’m going to come. Please, please, don’t stop,” she pleaded when Boyd tried to slow them down some.
He didn’t want to hurt her, but with her saying things like that, Boyd took it as a go-ahead and sped up. He was soon so close to coming he thought he would explode. He reached between them and pressed Ashley’s clit until she screamed and came. It tightened her cunt around him like a vise and he climaxed deep within her.
He heard Keeton shout and felt his friend piston inside of Ashley twice more before he stopped and came deep inside her back channel. God, he hoped Keeton hadn’t hurt her.
When they were able to move, the two men slowly withdrew from her body. She grumbled when they moved her to the middle of the bed. Keeton hurried to the bathroom but came back in a few seconds with a warm, wet cloth and cleaned her up. Then he climbed into bed with them and pulled her into his arms.
Boyd prayed everything would be okay. Keeton looked wild-eyed when he’d cleaned her up, and was squeezing her tightly against him as if afraid he had hurt her. Boyd stayed awake long into the night, waiting for her to wake up, hoping he would get a chance to check on her before Keeton woke up the next morning, but she never did.
Early the next morning, when he opened his eyes, they were both already up and gone. He groaned. He was dead on his feet from having stayed awake so long worrying. He climbed out of bed and dressed, then found them downstairs drinking coffee and talking.
Boyd pulled her into his arms and kissed her. “Good morning, baby.”
“Morning, Boyd. You don’t look like you slept very well.” She squeezed him.
“Guess I didn’t.” He looked over at Keeton. “How did you sleep?”
“Slept great. Are you coming down with something?” Keeton didn’t look at all worried that anything was wrong. Maybe it wasn’t.
“Just one of those nights, I guess,” Boyd said.
“Well, breakfast is ready, you two. You get to rest today, so enjoy it. I’m going to go outside and check my garden. It’s finally beginning to poke above ground.” Ashley bit off a bite of bacon and walked outside the back door, leaving Boyd and Keeton alone in the kitchen.
“Man, you were wrong last night to have taken her like that.” Boyd had to say it.
Keeton stopped eating and looked across the table at him. “I didn’t hurt her. I wouldn’t have done it if I thought I was going to hurt her. She was ready.”
“How could she have been ready the first time we ever stretched her out?” Boyd insisted.
“I don’t know, but you weren’t the one stretching her. She was already taking two fingers without much effort.”
“She’s special, Keeton,” Boyd tried again.
“Yeah, I know she is. That’s why I don’t fuck her without you around. I don’t want to hurt her, but if you had really thought I was going to hurt her, you would have stopped me.”
“Yeah, I would have stopped you.” Boyd sighed.
“She’s so damn anxious to please you, Keeton. She’ll do anything to make you happy with her, even let you hurt her. That’s why you have to be careful with her.”
“Don’t you think I know that?” Keeton stood up and paced over to the window and looked out.
Probably looking at Ashley. Boyd put down his coffee and ran a hand over his face. He felt like he was chastising a child for squeezing his puppy too hard. Maybe he needed to back off and let whatever happened happen. As it was, he was making everyone nervous. Ashley had even told him to ease up on Keeton.
“Look, we’re all adults. I’m not going to say anything else. This is between the three of us now. We’ll all talk about it together or not talk about it at all.” Boyd got up and headed for the office.
He needed to work on the diary they were supposed to be keeping. He hadn’t updated it in several days. Either things would work out, or they wouldn’t. He wasn’t the leader of their family. If anyone was, it was Ashley. She could tell Keeton when to back off. Boyd just hoped she would tell him and not suffer wanting to keep him happy.
That’s when Boyd realized he was a little jealous of Keeton. Ashley was tryin
g so hard to get Keeton’s attention that maybe he felt left out. But he had her attention. She came to him with everything. Boyd felt like a heel for wanting more of her attention just because she wanted some of Keeton’s. It wasn’t Keeton who needed to back off. It was him. He needed to back down some. With that, he settled down to fill in the missing days in the diary.
* * * *
“What are you doing?” Keeton walked up to where Ashley was sitting on the back porch drawing on her pad.
“Keeping a record of how the plants look as they grow. This way I’ll always know when something is wrong.”
“Good idea. So how are you feeling?” he asked.
She looked up and smiled at him. “Great.”
“Good. You would tell me if I ever hurt you, wouldn’t you, Ashley?”
“You’d never hurt me, Keeton. I don’t know why you think you would, but you wouldn’t.” She returned to studying the plants and drawing.
“I wouldn’t mean to, baby. But I can be rough.”
“And I like you rough. It’s you. I don’t want you to change, either, Keeton.” She put down her pencil and held a hand to the side of his face. “I love you, Keeton. Just like you are.”
Keeton felt something shift inside him. He didn’t feel as conflicted in that moment. He reached down and pulled her into his arms to hug her close.
“I love you, baby. I want you to be happy.”
“I am happy, Keeton. I’m happy with you and Boyd. I don’t want anything different. I just want for us all to be a family.”
“Me, too, baby. Me, too.”
Boyd walked outside a little later and Keeton waved him over.
“Look what our Ashley is doing.” He pointed at the drawings of the various plants.
“Hey, these are really good. And you’ve dated them on how old they are and everything. They need to go in our diary I’m working on,” Boyd said.
