Monroe, Marla - The Carpenters' Helper [The Men of Space Station One #5] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (17 page)

He continued to thrust into her hot pussy over and over, sliding over that sweet spot until with one flick of his finger across her clit, she was coming undone. Every cell in her body shattered. The millions and millions of pieces rearranged before mending together again to form her body and soul, one that would forever belong to her two men.

Carmen couldn’t breathe around the feeling of utter relief that followed her climax. She gasped and tried to throw her head back to get more air in, but couldn’t. She begged Kirk with her eyes for help. He smiled and kissed her. He took more of her breath and replaced it with his own. Slowly she regained some semblance of relief and was able to catch her breath.

But Brad wasn’t finished with her yet. He lifted her hips with his hands and thrust his cock deeper and harder against her cervix until he was bumping it with every shove of his dick. She moaned at the exquisite pain that blossomed into heat, and then a low flame that signaled yet another climax. Surely it would kill her.

Instead, it floated through her in a soft, fuzzy warmth that had her squeezing down on Brad one last time. It was enough, though, to send him roaring into his climax. She felt him fill her cunt with his cum as his cock vibrated inside of her.

Without a word, he pulled out of her and curled up behind her, pulling her satiated body against his. Her heated ass cheeks rested against the deflated cock. Her breasts were still in Kirk’s hands. All in all, Carmen was exactly where she wanted to be. Things couldn’t get much better than this, she decided.

* * * *

Summer soon turned to fall, and Carmen found herself so busy with tending the garden and putting up vegetables that she rarely got to bed before midnight, and was up by five each morning. It was taking its toll on all of them. The men were rushing to finish the second house before the winter months dumped rain and heavy snow to put a stop to their work.

She was down to her final plants in the garden. All that was left were tomatoes that looked as if they would never stop producing, the eggplants that were just as prolific, and the squash that looked to be about played out. She still had a full day’s work ahead of her with the fruit. Then there was a load of laundry that needed tending, too.

Carmen sighed and hung her head before grabbing the coffee and sipping it. The men had just left to go to the jobsite, leaving her alone to deal with the mess. She felt like crap. For the last few days, she’d woken up nauseated. She never got sick, but she felt like death warmed over until later in the day. She put it down to too much work and not enough rest. Plus, she hadn’t had much of an appetite lately, either.

After another few sips of the blessedly warm liquid, she got to work on the laundry first and then moved on to set up the dehydrator to handle half the fruits. Then she got to peeling and cutting the fruit to lie on the drying racks. Once she had them full, she would cook and can the remainder of the fruit.

They had more than enough food to last them through the winter. She was really proud of her garden and the canned and dried foods she’d managed to handle. The men were always complimentary of her meals, and their love life was beyond fantastic. The only thing that was lacking was her belly. She wanted to get pregnant, and so far, she’d failed at that.

Instead of worrying about it, though, Carmen had thrown herself into taking care of the house and her men. She made sure they had clean clothes, good food, and a warm bed. She didn’t want them to have any reason not to want her.

Subconsciously, Carmen knew she worried they would reject her if she couldn’t get pregnant. She knew it was silly, but it was there, and nothing she told herself seemed to get rid of it.

Long hours later, she had everything put away and dinner ready to put on the table when Kirk and Brad got home. She was looking forward to the weekend. They were all going to meet up with Steven, Greg, and Janet for a cookout of sorts to celebrate the fall harvest, a sort of Thanksgiving. Janet and her men were doing just as well as they were, so they had plenty to be thankful about as well.

Janet had told her over the radio that she had some exciting news to share with her. Carmen was fairly sure that meant she was pregnant. She was happy for her friend, but it hurt to know that she wasn’t and her friend was. She needed to get past that and deal with it before the weekend. She couldn’t let on that it hurt her. There was nothing anyone could do about it.

When the men pulled in that night, Carmen was showered and ready for them. She greeted them at the door with a quick kiss, instructing them to shower and hurry downstairs for dinner. They both smiled and kissed her before striding toward the stairs.

She made sure the meal was warm and they had plenty on their plates when they sat down to eat.

“Baby, you always fix the best things for dinner.” Kirk smiled at her and rubbed a bare foot up her calf under the table.

“Thanks.”

“Aren’t you going to eat more than that, baby?” Brad asked with a look of concern on his face.

“I ate a lot while I was cooking. I’m really not very hungry.” She pushed her food around on her plate while they ate.

“You’ve lost weight, baby. I don’t like that. Do you think we need to go see Doc?” Brad reached over and took her hand in his.

“No, there’s no reason for that. I’ve eaten off and on all day. I’m just worn out from all the work lately.”

“Well, there shouldn’t be a lot more, so you need to rest more now.” Kirk squeezed her other hand.

“Don’t worry. I plan to be a lazy-ass woman for a few weeks once the snow gets here.”

They all laughed and everyone settled down. Once dinner was over, Carmen cleaned up the kitchen then excused herself to head to bed. The men were right behind her. They obviously had other ideas by the looks in their eyes. Carmen was certainly game for more. She winked at Brad and stripped her clothes off.

Brad watched her through lowered lids as he slowly removed his jeans and the T-shirt he had put on. Kirk was right next to him, doing the same thing. They both looked like avenging gods as they stalked toward where she lay curled up on the bed. She whimpered when Kirk reached her ankle and pulled her toward the edge of the bed.

Brad grabbed her other ankle and spread her wide for Kirk to position himself between her legs. He zeroed in on her pussy lips and sucked them deep inside his hot mouth. Carmen threw back her head and moaned. He slurped at her pussy as Brad crawled up her body to latch onto her nipples with his fingers and mouth.

Carmen was in heaven. She loved it when her men were in charge and took over her body. She enjoyed instigating things occasionally, but much preferred to have them do all the work. She supposed that deep down she was a submissive of sorts in the bedroom. She loved it when Brad got all masterful and demanding of her. She would do anything for him when he was like that.

Kirk’s tongue delved between her pussy lips to lick up her slit. She cried out in pleasure as he entered her pussy with two fingers. They unerringly sought out her sweet spot and stroked it as he licked all around her clit.

Brad had one of her nipples between his teeth, tickling it with the tip of his tongue. She squirmed and he popped her thigh with one hand.

“Be still, little mouse. You’ll get what you need. Don’t we always give you what you need, baby?”

“Yes. Oh, but it feels so good, Brad. Kirk’s mouth is killing me.”

“Kirk, stop killing her down there,” Brad teased.

Kirk didn’t let up, but continued stroking her cunt with his fingers while he played around her clit with his tongue. She panted as pure bliss began to build deep inside her cunt. She ached for something more substantial than Kirk’s fingers in her pussy. She wanted their cocks in her ass and pussy.

“She’s wild tonight,” Kirk said as she tried to push her pelvis back into his face. He held her down with one hand to her abdomen.

“Swat her if she won’t behave. She deserves a spanking for working herself to death and losing weight.”

“I’ll let you do that next time. I’m having too fucking much fun right now. She’s about wild, are you ready?”

Brad grinned and nodded. He sucked in both of her nipples by pushing her breasts together and sucked on them. Carmen hissed out a breath as he nipped at them while he had them together.

Kirk returned to her pussy and began to torture her with his tongue once again. She loved it when they took her places like this. She knew she would climax, but she never knew when or how hard it would be. Sometimes, they took her slow and easy, bringing her to tears with their gentleness. Sometimes it was wild like rutting animals. She loved it no matter what they had in store for her.

Kirk suddenly pinched her clit between his fingers as he stroked her G-spot with his two fingers. He licked up all her juices as she screamed out her climax. It was sudden and mind-boggling. She hadn’t expected them to send her flying so quickly.
They must have something else in mind.

Kirk pulled his fingers from her weeping cunt and licked them as she watched through her lashes. She was so relaxed now that she didn’t think she could move. Brad had other ideas, though.

“Up, baby. You’re going to ride poor Kirk. He’s wanted your pussy sucking at his cock all day. Haven’t you, Kirk?”

“It’s all I’ve thought about, baby. Let me feel you ride my dick, baby.” He eased up on the bed and lay down on his back, holding his hands up to help her.

Carmen got up on her knees and took Kirk’s hands in an effort to keep from falling over on the bed. She climbed up and over him until she had straddled his waist. She sank down on him and rubbed her sopping wet pussy over his cock several times before he stopped her with a hiss.

“That’s enough. I’ll come before I’ve even gotten to feel you press around me. Take me, baby. Take all of me.”

Carmen sighed as she felt the spongy head of his cock spread her pussy lips as it tunneled up into her cunt. She slowly sank down over his thick dick until she was sitting flush with his body. She could feel him twitching inside of her. It was amazing to be so closely joined with him. He flexed his hips and bumped against her cervix. She squealed in delight.

“There you go, baby. Stop squeezing me now and bend forward so Brad can get in that hot ass. I bet it’s already puckered waiting on him, isn’t it, baby.”

“Oh, God, yes. I can’t wait, Kirk. I’ll have both of you in me. I love to have you both in me at one time.” Carmen wiggled her ass and earned herself a swat on the ass for her impertinence.

“Behave, Carmen. I need to prep this little flower before I split you open with my cock.” Brad’s husky voice belied his indifference. He couldn’t wait to get inside of her any more than she could wait for him to be there.

She felt him squeeze lube on her back hole, and then massage it into her. He added more lube then pushed in one finger and pumped it a time or two before adding more lube and twisting in two fingers. She breathed through the slight pain and resulting pinch as he pushed them in and out of her dark rosette.

After a few seconds, he added more lube and thrust in three fingers through her tight muscular ring. She whimpered as they slowly slipped inside of her. He stopped and let her breathe through the pleasure-pain before moving them around inside. First he pumped them in and out. Then he began to spread them inside of her, getting her ready for his much larger cock.

“Are you ready, baby?” he whispered as he bent over her.

“Yes, Brad. I’m ready. Please fuck my ass.” She felt him lick a long, wet line from her neck down her spine to the back of her ass before he carefully pulled out his three fingers and replaced them with his lubed-up cock.

“Push back for me, baby. Fuck yourself onto my cock.”

Chapter Fourteen

She felt Kirk circle her clit between their bodies in an attempt to distract her from some of the discomfort. She moaned and nipped at his chest with her teeth. Then she backed into the long length of Brad’s cock. He held it still for her to slowly impale her ass over his hard dick. He pushed forward some when she faltered. It burned so much, but once she managed to get the cockhead through her tight, muscular ring, it morphed into a strange, dark pleasure.