Two Men for Piper [The Men of Space Station One #7] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Marla Monroe

  She settled on cooking a meatloaf with green beans and potatoes. She would start introducing them to some of the newer plants starting tomorrow. But for tonight, they would have all natural-to-Earth foods. She got everything out and after washing down the counters, bar, and table, began to fix the meatloaf. She got it ready to bake then concentrated on peeling the potatoes and putting them on to boil.

  By the time the men got back, everything was ready to finish off while they were in the shower. They were both dirty from head to foot. She just shook her head and watched them hurry into the other room. She could tell that she would spend a lot of time cleaning up after them. She grinned. To finally have her own home was exciting to her. She had lived with someone else all her life. Even her small apartment housed three other people. Being underground had limited the space somewhat. She’d wanted to stay above ground and live, but her father and four brothers hadn’t given her much of a chance.

  Now she was mistress of her own domain and could do what she wanted as far as keeping house went. She liked to clean, so she obviously had been given two someones to clean up after. It was a challenge, but she was up for it.

  She had just taken out the meatloaf when the men walked back into the kitchen without shirts but wearing clean jeans. She looked down, and neither of them had bothered to put on socks or shoes either.

  “Dinner’s ready. Let’s eat, guys.”

  She passed them the meatloaf off the stove, then the potatoes and lastly the bread and green beans. Everyone filled their plates and cleaned them in mere minutes. She got seconds of the green beans while the guys got seconds of everything. It pleased her that they liked it well enough for seconds. She knew she was a fair cook because her brothers would eat her food. They were picky eaters, so that was saying something.

  “Good food, Piper. Thanks,” Keith said.

  “Really good. I was expecting some of that posh stuff.” Tripp wiped his mouth with his napkin.

  “Oh we’ll have plenty of that, too, guys. It’s really good if you cook it right. Tastes like a nut, and it’s crunchy. You’ll like it.”

  Tripp made a face but didn’t say anything. Keith just continued eating. She got up and began to clean up the kitchen while they finished eating.

  “We thought we’d talk about what our plans are for the next week. How long before you’re finished in here?” Keith asked.

  “Give me thirty minutes, and I’ll be in there to listen.”

  They nodded and after scraping their plates, left them on the side of the sink and disappeared into the living room. She could hear them talking low in the other room, but she didn’t try to listen. She would find out soon enough. So far everything was going pretty well. They all seemed to be getting along just fine.

  As soon as she had the kitchen squared away, she walked into the living room and sat on the couch. The men stopped talking and watched her.

  “What?”

  She looked down at her shirt to see if she had something on her. She couldn’t find anything, but when she looked back up, they were looking all around the room and not at her.

  “What’s going on?”

  “Um, we need to talk and get to know each other, I think.” Tripp started out the conversation.

  “What do you want to do? Introduce ourselves and tell a little about ourselves? Aren’t we past that?”

  Keith grinned then sobered. “We just want to be sure you’re comfortable around us. We don’t want there to be any anxiety between us.”

  She sighed. “I’m Piper. I’m twenty-six and have never been married. I’m used to being around men, so you don’t bother me, and I know all about the birds and the bees. You don’t have to coddle me, guys. I’m fine with whatever.”

  They both looked a little taken aback. Then Keith grinned from ear to ear and jumped out of his chair to snatch her up from the couch. He swung her around and planted a noisy kiss on her mouth before letting her slide down his obviously aroused body. Gawd, he was built, everywhere.

  “Settle down, Keith. I don’t think she was expecting you to sweep her off her feet.”

  “I don’t know. She seemed pretty okay with it to me.”

  “Piper, we thought we would take tomorrow to just get to know each other and then work on the garden and putting up a fence the rest of the week.”

  “A fence?”

  “Yeah, we decided that putting up a fence would give you, and eventually our children, some measure of safety from the creatures out there.”

  “That’s a good idea, but I think you need to remember in the future that I expect to be part of any decisions that involve this family.” She waited for the fallout from that. Her brothers would have been going ape shit over that.

  They looked at each other and shrugged. “Sounds fair enough to us. We made a split-second decision on the fence while we were in line getting supplies. It was suggested in the pamphlet.”

  “I saw that. You’re right, it’s a good idea. Have you decided where to put it?”

  “Um, we were mapping it out while we were outside earlier.” Keith looked guilty.

  She hid a smile and lifted an eyebrow instead.

  “We really didn’t figure you would want to deal with it, but if you do, we can remap it,” Keith offered.

  Tripp frowned but didn’t argue with him. Yep, Tripp was going to be her nemesis. She would enjoy sparring with him.

  “Did you include an area for the garden and an area with some trees for shade?”

  “Yeah, we did.” Tripp sighed.

  “Then I trust that you have it taken care of.” There, she’d gotten her foot in the door. They wouldn’t be able to completely shut her out of future planning sessions. That was all she really wanted, to be part of them.

  They looked at each other again with a what the fuck expression on their faces. They didn’t know what had just happened, but they sensed that they had somehow lost, and it bothered them.

  “So what else did you want to talk about?”

  Tripp cleared his throat. “We wanted to sort of talk about our personal lives. Keith and I like to experiment some. We wanted to see how you feel about broadening your horizons so to speak?”

  “Um, are you saying you are bisexual?”

  “No! Hell, no!” Both men were adamant on that score. She pressed her lips together and bit them to keep from grinning.

  “Oh, so you mean you like to screw around some in the bedroom and want to know if I’m game?”

  “Yeah, that’s it.” Keith’s face relaxed as relief poured over him.

  Tripp still looked a little annoyed. “You’re yanking us around, aren’t you?”

  “I’m just trying to be sure there are no misunderstandings here. It’s important that during our first few days together that we’re honest with each other.”

  “You’re quoting a fucking book, too.”

  “Maybe. They drilled crap into us enough that I probably am and don’t even realize it.”

  “So, you’re okay with experimenting some?”

  “Yeah. I’m fine as long as no one gets hurt.”

  “So no pain.”

  “I didn’t mean it literally. I have a rather high pain threshold. Pain can be just the other side of pleasure, and I know that. It just depends. As long as you stop when I say so, then I’m okay with experimenting.”

  Keith grinned. He pulled her toward the recliner and sat down drawing her onto his lap.

  “I’m all into making you feel good, Piper. Whatever you need, we’ll give you. If something we do isn’t your cup of tea, just say so, and we’ll stop. It’s no fun to us if you’re not into it as well.”

  “Now that we have that settled, we need to go over the house rules,” Piper said.

  “House rules?” Tripp was back to scowling again.

  “Yeah. No tracking in mud or snow. Stomp your feet at the back door before you come in. I expect a certain amount of dirt to track in, but if it’s excessive, you’ll be cleaning up your own crap.”
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  Once again they looked at each other and shrugged. “Seems like that’s reasonable,” Keith said.

  “If you’re going to be later than usual to eat, notify me with the radio so I don’t ruin food. Food is sacred to us living like we do. Dirty clothes go in the baskets in the bedroom by the bathroom. If it is particularly nasty, dirty, cruddy, bloody, or whatever, strip at the back door and put it in the laundry room sink. I’ll show you where it is.”

  “Anything else, sergeant?” Tripp asked with a smirk.

  “I like to listen to music, so I play my MP3 player all the time. Is it going to bother you guys at any particular time of the day or night?”

  “Um, I guess it depends on how loud it is and what you listen to.” Tripp acted as if there was a trap to this one.

  “I listen to a little of everything except rap, hip-hop, and bluegrass. I don’t play it earsplitting loud, but loud enough I can hear it while I’m working in the house or outside in the garden.”

  “I don’t see where that’s a problem. We’ll probably enjoy listening to some of it anyway.”

  “I warn you. I listen to some country, but mostly classic rock.”

  “Fine with us.” Keith nodded his head.

  “I guess we’ve gone over everything, then.” Piper tried to push off of Keith’s lap, but the big man held fast to her waist.

  “We’re still wanting to get to know you a little better.”

  Chapter Four

  Tripp walked over to where Keith had Piper securely on his lap. He ran a finger around her cheek and down to her lips. She shivered in anticipation at what he would do next. When he bent over her, placing a hand on each of the arms of the chair, she leaned back into Keith. She couldn’t help it. He was stalking her, and she reacted like the prey that she was.

  Slowly he continued to lean in until he was but a hairsbreadth from her mouth. Then he struck and closed his over hers, licking along the seam with his tongue. Then he thrust it inside when she opened for him. He teased the roof of her mouth then rasped over her teeth as he sought out her tongue to spar with.

  Piper couldn’t help responding to him. He knew how to kiss, and she loved the angle of his head and the way he didn’t ask permission but thrust into her mouth. They broke apart panting, staring into each other’s eyes. She was dimly aware of Keith sucking on her neck and running his tongue up and down it. He was adding depth to the encounter and ramping up her arousal.

  “Are you wet, Piper? If I rub my hand between your legs, would I feel your juices?” Tripp whispered it mere inches from her mouth.

  “I’m so wet I’m soaking my panties.” She followed his example and spoke softly.

  Keith’s hands moved around to her front between her and Tripp. He unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it out of her jeans. Then he pulled it back over her shoulders but didn’t remove it from her arms. This held her captive with her arms slightly behind her back and effectively secure. With Keith holding it in one hand, she wasn’t going anywhere.

  Tripp flicked the front closure of her bra and unhooked it in a single motion. Then he slowly peeled back the cups, releasing her breasts from their confinement.

  “Fuck, would you look at those luscious things? I could eat them up.” Keith was straining around her to see them.

  Tripp ran a finger over each nipple until they were standing straight up. Then he flicked them with his finger. She moaned.

  “Keith, turn her around and suck those nipples. I want to watch you.”

  Keith smiled and readjusted her on his lap so that she was straddling him with her knees on either side of his legs. Tripp took control of her arms now and pulled them a little farther back so that her chest was thrust out for Keith’s pleasure.

  From the look in his eyes, it was his pleasure. He took her breasts in his hands and held them as if weighing them. Then he rubbed his thumbs across the nipples several times before choosing one to suck into his mouth. He squeezed them as he nipped and licked.

  “Thank God, they are real.”

  She frowned at that. They had thought she had implants? That pissed her off. She started to pull away until he bit her, sending tingling pleasure all the way to her clit. She could forgive him.

  His mouth played havoc with her emotions as he plucked on one nipple while he sucked and nibbled on the other. He drew one out with his teeth until it was just this side of pain. Then he let it go and moved to the other one. Piper was growing antsy, needing more than just breast play now. She needed her pussy licked. Hell, she needed to be fucked, but without the use of her arms, she was helpless to demand anything.

  Tripp began to nibble on her neck from her earlobe to her shoulder. He moved to the other side, flipping her hair out of the way. He nipped and bit his way to her shoulder once again then bit her there, sending chills down her spine. She couldn’t help the tiny moan that escaped.

  “I think we should head upstairs, Tripp.”

  “Sounds good to me.” He released her arms from her blouse, and the men massaged them before Tripp picked her up out of Keith’s lap.

  She clung to him, afraid that he would drop her. She wasn’t a small woman by any means. He didn’t juggle her or reposition her. He just climbed the stairs with her in his arms, hers wrapped tightly around his neck.

  Once they were in the bedroom, Keith pulled back the covers, and Tripp let her slide down his body. She couldn’t miss the heavily aroused cock straining at his zipper. She sat down on the side of the bed and began unfastening his jeans. She shimmied them down to his thighs, and his very long cock popped out. She eyed it hungrily, licking her lips.

  Piper looked up when she heard a growl rumble through his chest. His eyes were heavy lidded and dark. She suppressed a grin and grasped him at the base of his dick before running her tongue up his cock over and over again as if licking an all-day sucker. It jumped in her hand. Without breaking stride, she licked over the slit and gathered up the little drop of cum that emerged. Tripp hissed out a breath before grabbing her head in both of his hands.

  The added stimulation of his hands fisting in her hair had her pussy gushing fluids faster than she was licking his dick. She ran her tongue around the rim of his cockhead then sucked in just the head while her tongue continued to tease the slit, looking for more of the salty cum.

  “Hell, yeah. Suck me down, Piper. I want to feel the back of your throat against my cock.”

  Piper slowly moved down the length of him until he was lodged at the back of her throat. Then she swallowed around him.

  “Fuck! That’s it, Piper. Swallow my dick.”

  She backed off of him, scraping his cock with her teeth then sucking him back down and repeating it again. He growled as she bobbed up and down on his hard cock. Then he was pulling her off of him by the hair.

  “Enough. I’m going to come, and I don’t want the first time to be down your throat.” He massaged her scalp with his fingertips then pressed her down on the bed with her legs hanging off the edge.

  A very naked Keith crawled up on the bed beside her and latched onto her nipples with mouth and fingers. She closed her eyes in pleasure as he sucked one nipple tight against the roof of his mouth and tickled the tip with his tongue. He plucked on the other one, letting her feel just a smidgeon of pain. It was perfect.

  Then Tripp knelt between her legs and spread them around his shoulders. He blew against her sopping wet pussy. His warm breath there had her closing her eyes. The anticipation of knowing he was going to touch her there, lick her there was enough to send shivers over her body.

  “You smell delicious. I know you’re going to taste like golden honey.”

  “Please, Tripp.”

  “What, baby?”

  “Lick me. I want to feel your tongue on my pussy.”

  Tripp ran just the tip of his tongue up her slit, through her pussy lips, and around her clit. He was teasing her and doing a damn good job of it. She squirmed and lifted her hips in invitation.

  “I was right. You taste won
derful.”

  She wasn’t prepared for the full body of his tongue to delve deep into her pussy and lap like a little kitten with a bowl of milk. It sent shock waves through her system, drawing out a low moan from her.

  Tripp sucked on her pussy lips then entered her with two fingers. He pumped them slowly in and out of her until she began to thrust her hips again to meet him halfway. She needed more than two fingers. She needed his cock inside of her.

  He chuckled and stopped for several seconds. Then he curled his fingers and stroked over her sweet spot. She almost came up off the bed the feeling was so intense. He continued to rasp them back and forth then tap at it and stroke once again.

  Keith nipped at her nipples then licked them to soothe the small sting. He massaged her breasts as he forced as much of them into his mouth as he could. She felt as if he were devouring her alive. They both were. She was being eaten and loving every minute of it. Between Tripp tending to her pussy and Keith tormenting her breasts, Piper had nowhere to go but up in smoke.

  Sensations bombarded her as Tripp began to fuck her cunt with his fingers and drew her clit between his teeth to flick with his tongue. Fire built deep in her womb, fed by the continued stimulation of her clit. Keith twisted her nipples, pinching them as he did. She knew her climax was speeding closer. Her clit vibrated, as did her cunt. Tripp sucked in on her clit and pressed against her hot spot deep inside of her at the same time. Piper exploded into a frenzy of sensations that overwhelmed her.

  Before she could even begin to catch her breath, Tripp wrapped her legs around his hips and thrust deep into her still-quivering cunt with his cock. She screamed as pleasure poured over her once again.

  “Ah, hell, Piper. Your pussy is squeezing the hell out of my dick.”

  He pulled out and pushed deeper this time. His cockhead rasped across delicate tissues, sending impulses up and down her spine. She shivered all over as he pulled out and pumped his hard cock inside her once again. He bumped against her cervix, and sparks exploded around her. She loved having her cervix bumped. He was long enough to do it, too.