Garrett grinned as she brushed her lips against his before wrapping her arms around his neck and laying her head on his shoulder.
“Well, I guess that answers that question,” Hawk said, knowing exactly what Garrett was feeling as his brother’s chest rumbled with a happy growl.
“Which question?” Winter said.
“As to whether we’re keeping them or not. We have no choice. Garrett’s in love.”
“That’s fine, but just so you remember I was here first,” Winter snarked.
“Oh, baby, we’ll have no problem remembering that,” Garrett assured him.
“None at all. But we’ll have to move the office so the girls can have that room,” Hawk added. “And we’ll have to…”
“Hawk, all of that can wait until after I’ve had my coffee and we give the girls some breakfast,” Winter said as he set Marissa on her feet on the floor and stood up.
Chapter 9
Anna and Bridget spent the next two days helping the new daddies settle in with the little girls. The girls seemed quite comfortable with the trio of gay men, and there seemed to be a minimum of fuss in making the transition.
The men moved a queen-size mattress to the fortress’s living room where the girls seemed quite happy to sleep once the women had childproofed the first floor and Evan and Frank built a small fence to keep them from climbing the stairs to the second floor.
Autumn’s wedding preparations went along without a hitch, except that the wedding dress she’d ordered had yet to arrive from the dressmaker.
Tuesday morning, Anna decided she needed to get away from the huge crowd of family for a while. Looking at Martin and Robert who sat on either side of her at breakfast, she saw they looked almost as stressed as she felt. They had taken walks up into the mountains every day and talked about Robert’s plans for his second career and their life as a triad. With each conversation, she found herself growing more and more comfortable with the idea of having two men in her life and in her bed.
But right now she needed to be fucked long and hard.
Feeling a hunger for what only they could give her, she leaned toward Robert until her lips almost touched his ear. “I’m going to take a walk up the mountain. Want to go with me and see what kind of trouble we can get into?”
Robert froze then turned and looked from her to Martin and back again. “What about Martin?” he whispered.
Anna looked at her husband. He met her gaze, and his eyes got wide when she winked at him then slowly licked her lips in a blatant come-on she had used often when they were out at parties or in crowds. “He can come, too, if he wants. But I need to get away from all these people and try to relax a little.”
She watched as the brothers exchanged a glance. They then stacked all the dishes within reaching distance. A moment later, they both stood up and carried the dishes to the kitchen.
Anna looked at Summer, who sat across the table from her, and winked. “All it takes is a little of the right kind of motivation and you can get them to do anything you want.”
Summer smiled. “We’ll have to talk later about exactly what the right kind of motivation consists of.”
“Much later,” Robert said as the two men returned.
“There’s a thermos under the coffee bar counter. Fill it and take some of these muffins with you,” Bridget said from down the table, her smile saying she knew exactly what they were doing. “You’ll need the energy later on.”
“Thank you, ma’am,” Robert said with a smile as he helped Anna from her chair.
Ten minutes later Martin led the way out the back door of the Wash House. He and Robert each carried a daypack slung over one shoulder. His contained the coffee, muffins, and several quickly prepared sandwiches while his brother’s held a blanket and other supplies that Bridget and Anna felt were necessary for their hike up the mountain to the gazebo. Summer and Bridget assured them that they would keep the family from visiting the gazebo while they were gone.
Anna was not surprised as Martin took lead at the beginning of the well-marked trail at the edge of the clearing. She and Martin had walked this trail up to the gazebo at least once during each of their visits. More often than not, by the time they reached the gazebo they were so aroused they would strip off enough clothing to have sex in the outdoors. The fear that someone might come down the mountain from the Appalachian Trail added an exciting thrill to their encounters that they talked about for weeks afterward.
In anticipation of today’s adventure, Anna wore a warm sweater and a full, ankle-length skirt with her hiking boots. She had dressed and left the room before her men woke, so neither of them knew she had not bothered with a bra or panties.
Robert followed her up the trail, and she could feel his eyes on her ass as if he were physically touching her. As they walked, they talked and pointed out various animals or breathtaking sights, but Anna knew she would remember none of the topics they talked about later.
Most of her mind focused on the way her body responded to the hike. The cool, fresh air, and the knowledge that they were about to have sex at the gazebo sent heat pulsing through her body in anticipation. Her clit felt full and hard. Just her legs rubbing together and pressing against her slit caused her pussy to overflow, dampening her upper thighs more and more by the minute. Her nipples were hard and tight, aching for more pressure than just the brush of her shirt provided.
The trail itself sloped up the side of the mountain, not nearly as challenging as some of the 5 and 10K walks through Raleigh that Anna had participated in over the years. But Martin set a fast pace, and by the time they reached the place where the trail leveled out and the trees gave way to the small clearing where the gazebo sat looking out over Sanctuary and the mountains beyond, she felt the need to take a break.
Climbing the handful of steps to the gazebo, she looked out over the mountains and valleys below their high vantage point. Though most of the trees had lost their color for the winter, the remaining greens of the pines and evergreens mixed with the grays and blues and smoky purples to remind her that even in death, life did continue.
“It’s beautiful,” Robert said as he stepped up next to her, wrapping an arm around her shoulder.
Glancing in Martin’s direction she found he had rearranged the furniture and was spreading out the blanket they’d brought with them. Anna leaned into Robert’s embrace and sighed.
“Yes, it is,” she agreed.
The sexual heat that flared to life in that instant was so similar to that she felt for her husband of more than thirty years that Anna gasped at its intensity.
“You okay?” Robert asked gently.
His arm moved, and he shifted his hand from where it held her upper arm across her chest to rest over her breast. The warmth of his touch had her nipple aching for attention, demanding he do more than just warm it with his palm.
As she lifted her hand to lay it over his to press his palm harder against her breast, Martin answered for her as he stepped up on her other side.
“This place makes her horny. Being up here with both of us, she’s probably ready to go off like a rocket. Especially since we were too tired from playing with babies last night to do more than cuddle together.”
Anna shot him a sharp look as her hand dropped from Robert’s to brush down over the bulging front of Martin’s jeans. “Careful, buddy boy, or you won’t get any today and maybe not tomorrow either. I’ve got two men now, and I’ll bet Robert would be quite happy to make love with me right here and now without any snarky comments.”
Instead of agreeing with her as she expected, Robert lifted his arm from around her, then stepped away. “No, Anna, I wouldn’t.”
“Why not?” Anna asked as she swayed, trying to find her balance. Shifting and spreading her feet a few inches helped, but she still wished one or the other of her men would step up and cuddle her.
“One of the biggest things about triad relationships is communication. That means we all talk about everything that is
going on in our marriage, good and bad. And we cannot pit one partner against another. If you’re mad at Martin, you can punish him by not having sex with him. But you will not play us against each other, either in bed or out. Try and you’ll be getting a spanking that you won’t soon forget. There will also be no secrets between the three of us. What you say to him or to me, we will tell one another. Besides, I bet he’s right and you are all hot and horny and need to come, aren’t you?”
Anna shifted, crossing her arms over her middle in a protective manner, feeling defensive and petty. She did not like being treated like a child, and that was what she felt like, a schoolgirl getting a talking-to in front of the whole class.
“Maybe, maybe not.”
“Anna, you already know that lying will not be tolerated in my household. And you know the punishment is a bare-ass spanking,” Martin said. “Now answer Robert’s question so we can get onto the fun stuff.”
Anna huffed a sigh. She would never win this argument, and the truth was, she was horny. But that did not mean she could not get a little payback at their expense. She knew from years of experience that a good imagination and descriptive words could rev Martin’s motor to the limit in no time. She only hoped that Robert had the same reaction.
Turning, she walked over to one of the rocking chairs and sat down. Crossing one leg over the other, she lifted both hands to cover her breasts as her leg began to rock her back and forth.
“Yes, Robert, you’re right. I am horny. My nipples are all tight and aching for a hot, wet mouth, or two, to suckle at them as warm fingers run up and down my inner thighs to my wet, slick pussy. My clit and pussy need some attention, too. My clit wants a good licking, and my pussy is aching to be filled with a long, hard, thick cock. Oh, God yes, I am horny.”
She did not look at the brothers, instead looking out over the ridge just beyond Sanctuary. She began to knead her breast with her left hand over her sweater. She uncrossed her legs and parted them as far as her skirt allowed. Her right hand slowly moved down her body and leg to her knee. She then slid it up the inside of her thigh as a visual demonstration of her words.
Once at the apex of her legs, she moved it so her palm covered her mound. The tips of her fingers tickled against her open, dripping pussy, and her middle finger lay over the knotted flesh of her clit. Pressing against it, she sucked a breath as her need built higher and higher.
She heard a pair of soft moans and knew she had them. Turning her green eyes to them, she blinked and met each man’s eyes, hoping she looked pouty and needy, not melodramatically ridiculous. “I’m all tied up in knots. Won’t you please help me untie them?”
She smiled and pinched her nipple, sending a shaft of electricity straight to her clit when the men began to undress. Once they were down to their boxers, they approached the chair side by side and knelt. After taking off her boots, they stood. Each man took a hand and helped her to stand between them.
Martin cupped a hand around her cheek and leaned in to kiss her deeply as Robert’s hands found her sweater-covered breasts. When Martin released her, his brother pulled the sweater up and over her head. Both men made growling sounds once she was topless.
Robert turned her to face him and kissed her long and hard as Martin’s thumbs slid inside the elastic of her skirt and pushed it over her hips and down her legs.
“Lord, Anna. Have you been like this all morning?” he asked as he pressed his brief-covered cock between her ass cheeks.
“Uh-huh,” she answered though the last thing she wanted to do at that moment was talk.
“And you didn’t say anything? You may get that spanking yet, baby,” Robert said as he slid his hands between her breasts, lifting and pressing the mounds together and brushing his face over the tops. She gasped then sighed when he lifted them further, pressing her nipples closer together and closing his mouth around both tips at once.
“Damn, that’s a pretty sight,” Martin said as he rested his chin on her shoulder and watched his brother play.
Anna whimpered with her need when Robert released her wet, swollen nipples and the cool morning air washed over them.
“Delicious,” he said as his hands brushed their way down her sides to cup her ass cheeks.
She read a hunger in his expression. The same hunger she often read on Martin’s face. The one that told her they would not be returning to Sanctuary any time soon.
“Halfsies?” Robert asked as he looked at his brother.
Chapter 10
“I want the bottom half this time,” Martin responded.
Robert nodded and moved to sit on the blanket. “Come here, baby.”
Anna shivered as cool air replaced the warmth of their bodies against hers. She felt so hot that the gentle breeze blowing against her skin felt like an arctic blast. Turning, she watched Martin rummage around in one of the packs, emerging with a small, clear zip-top bag containing the condoms and lube Anna had packed.
She remained where she was as Martin tossed the bag to Robert.
“Someone came prepared,” Robert said as he opened and dumped the contents onto the blanket. “Anna, come here and suck my cock.”
His words an order, Anna’s body responded automatically, crossing to him and kneeling between his wide spread legs. Looking into his sky-blue eyes, she hesitated. “Wouldn’t you rather sit in a chair?”
“No, baby. I’m fine right here,” he said, brushing a lock of hair from her cheek. “Besides, with you like this, Martin can reach all your bits and pieces easier. Spread your legs wider and let him see how wet your pussy is.”
Though his words and tone were gentle, there was a thread of power running through them that had Anna shifting her knees farther apart. She sucked a breath when a cool breeze touched her bottom hole, pussy, and clit at once. A moment later warm air replaced the cold as Martin moved in close behind her.
She looked at Robert with wide eyes as he slowly stroked his cock with one hand. When he released it and it bobbed in the air between them, she leaned forward. Parting her lips and dropping her jaw, she leaned forward, taking as much of the thick length as she could into her mouth without gagging.
Robert swore softly as she closed her lips around him and licked at head of his cock. His hands coming up to rub up and down her back, setting off sparks of heat and arousal everywhere he touched.
With each move she made, he made a corresponding small sound of pleasure, making her feel daring as she took more and more of him into her mouth. Shifting her weight to one arm, she stroked the other up the inside of his leg. Cupping his balls earned her another gasp and a twitch of his cock.
Anna was so focused on the cock in her mouth that she jumped when Martin made his move. He licked from above her clit all the way to her back hole, his tongue hot, wet, and rough as it caressed the tender tissues of her body. He did it a second time, and then his tongue began to flick her clit back and forth. At the same time, a cool, well-lubed finger pressed for entry through her puckered star as two others slid into her pussy.
Her attention now divided between what she was doing to Robert and what Martin was doing to her, Anna found her arousal pulsing, expanding to near orgasm as she focused on Martin sliding a second finger into her back hole as he sucked on her clit, then retracting as she concentrated on giving Robert pleasure.
She was so close, so tense, and so needy that she began to silently cry.
“Anna?” Robert asked when hot tears splashed on him. “Martin, something’s wrong. She’s crying.”
“Anna? Honey, what’s wrong?” Martin lifted up and covered her back with his heat even as his thumb and fingers went deeper into her.
“I need you,” she said breathlessly. “I need both my husbands to love me. Right. Now.”
“Oh, baby, all you had to do was say something,” Robert said. He shifted his legs to lie between hers and then pushed himself down beneath her until his cock brushed against her clit. “Martin, I need a condom so I can fill Anna’s delicious pussy while
you take her ass.”
Anna felt his hands move between them as he sheathed his cock in latex. In the next moment his head brushed back and forth, teasing her wide open pussy.
“Oh,” she moaned as her husband slid a third greasy finger into her, filling her ass nearly as full as her pussy. “Please, Martin. Fuck. Me. Now.”
“Not yet, honey,” he said.
He pressed his fingers deeper and twisted them from side to side, stretching her muscles even more than he had previously with the dildo. As he fucked her, he kept a steady hand on her lower back to keep her where she was, lying across Robert’s chest.
“Ready?” Robert asked. “Cause I’m about to blow, with or without you.”
“Hold her,” Martin said.
Anna felt him slide his fingers free, but before she could miss the fullness his condom-covered cock slid into her.
“Oh shit, she’s so tight,” Martin said slowly pushing deeper and deeper, his hands running up and down her back in a soothing stroke.
“And her pussy just clamped down on my cock like a vise,” Robert said, his hands kneading the flesh of her hips as he held her.
“Anna, are you okay?”
“Too full,” she panted, trying not to scream as her arousal grew tighter and tighter in the spot just behind her clit.
“You’re not hurting are you?” Martin asked, leaning over her to kiss the back of her neck, sending shivers all the way down her spine.
“Fuck. Me.” She groaned in response, fighting their holds so she could move. “Please. Fuck. Me. Now.”
“Sounds like the lady knows what she wants,” Robert said as he began to move her hips in a motion that went up and down and back and forth all at the same time.
Anna could not comprehend the movement to try and repeat it, but then she realized she did not have to. Her men would take good care of her, and in this position there was no way she could control anything.
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