The Carpenters' Helper

The Men of Space Station One 5

The Carpenters' Helper Sharing Carmen is all new to Brad. He's used to having things his way. Carmen is happy with the arrangement, but Kirk knows that if he and Brad don't iron things out soon, she'll catch on. Can he learn to share with Kirk before it's too late? When Carmen is becomes ill from one of the native plants on planet Alpha, the men find that they have to work together to help her through the deadly illness. It takes both of them to handle the garden, the house, and her. Brad realizes that he will do anything to take care of her, and that means sharing. He accepts the importance of it and trusts Kirk to help him. With dangerous creatures, native plants, and the unknown, there is little time for jealousy. Together, though, they can handle anything the planet throws their way. Note: There is no sexual relationship or touching for titillation between or among the men. Genre: Futuristic, Ménage a Trois/Quatre, Science Fiction Length: 38,154 words

THE CARPENTERS’ HELPER The Men of Space Station One #5

Marla Monroe

MENAGE EVERLASTING

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THE CARPENTERS’ HELPER The Men of Space Station One #5 MARLA MONROE Copyright © 2012

Chapter One Carmen waited impatiently for her men to return to the station to pick her up. She had gathered all of their luggage together and stood waiting, tapping her foot. They had gone to pick up supplies before they headed out to one of the already-built homes in the outlands of Planet Alpha. Earth was deteriorating faster and faster with each year that passed. When the sun began to have massive solar flares, it started to destroy the Earth’s atmosphere, changed the climates, and gave Earth’s women Shear’s disease. The dreaded disease left the women barren. The government began rounding up all the women still able to have children, and sequestered them in bunkers deep beneath the Earth in an effort to keep them fertile. They had located three planets on the other side of the solar system that seemed to be able to support life. So far, they had sent two shuttles to each planet in an effort to colonize them. They hoped to save as many of Earth’s people as possible, but Carmen knew they didn’t expect the Earth to last more than another few years and were just trying to ensure the continuation of the race now. Earth would send out ships as long as they had the ability to do it. Now they weren’t asking for volunteers. They were picking out men

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and women according to what they could do for the new planet. Carmen was listed as a fertile woman who had experience in gardening, canning, and animal husbandry, since she had grown up on a farm. They used a computer program much like the social dating sites on the Internet had done in order to match up men and women. Carmen had stood with her two appointed men along with nineteen other couples for the marriage ceremony that was performed the day before they were to leave Earth. It wasn’t exactly the happy occasion she had envisioned when she was a starry-eyed teenager. Now, as Carmen waited, she thought about her two men. They were carpenters, construction workers. They would be building houses for the new arrivals as they were sent. Groups of four men would build houses as fast as they could to accommodate the coming families. Brad Jordan was twenty-five and stood about six feet three inches. He had coal-black hair that he kept pulled back, and piercing black eyes. Broad shoulders and a wide chest tapered down to a narrow waist with six-pack abs. There was a no-nonsense air about him, and he was broodingly handsome with his square jaw and narrow face. Kirk Matthews had shaggy, light-brown hair with hazel eyes that danced with amusement when he smiled. He was a year younger than Brad, but the same height. He also had broad shoulders and yummy abs along with a delectable tight ass. Carmen doubted either man would have looked twice at her dumpy self in a normal world, but this wasn’t a normal world. In fact, this wasn’t even the world she grew up on. She was on Planet Alpha, at Space Station One, across the solar system from Earth. Her new life was about to begin. If her men ever showed back up from getting supplies. About the time she was ready to sit down on one of the trunks, a transport pulled up hovering about two feet off the road. Then the driver settled the transport with a woosh of air to the ground. The

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doors opened and Brad and Kirk climbed out. Watching their muscles ripple beneath their shirts sent flames dancing inside Carmen’s pussy. “You ready?” Kirk asked. “I have all of our luggage right here. Were you able to get everything you needed?” “Yep. We’ll have to make another trip as soon as we get settled in for more.” Brad helped Kirk load the trunks. “When will we meet up with the other family?” she asked. Carmen was anxious to meet the other woman. “Supposed to do that next week.” Kirk winked at her. “Are you already wanting some female company?” Carmen laughed. “No, just trying to keep up with what is going on.” She moved out of the way when they picked up another trunk. She figured that they had some of their tools in theirs. She had brought two of them and two suitcases of clothes and necessities. They each had three and a suitcase apiece. Once they had finished loading the luggage, Kirk opened the transport’s passenger door and helped her inside. Then he showed her how to strap in. “Never jump up or down from a transport until it’s on the ground and the engine is off. It’s dangerous, and always wear the safety harness.” Kirk nodded at Brad once he was strapped in. “We’re going to be living about halfway between the farms and the ranch,” Brad told her. “We’ll build houses on each side to accommodate the rest of the crews they need.” “Our house is already built. It’s been empty for nearly two years, so it’s going to take some work to get it cleaned up, I’m sure.” Kirk pulled out a booklet and read through it. “It has four bedrooms and three baths.” “Wow! I’m surprised they would have built houses that large,” Carmen said.

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“Don’t forget, they plan on us populating this planet so they built the houses to support a family.” Kirk winked at her. Carmen felt the blush creep up her neck and into her cheeks. Of course he would bring that up. She swallowed and tried to change the subject. “How many other people are going to be living around us?” “There are already six families in the area, and there will be three more with this batch that have arrived. One will be our partners and their wife.” Kirk handed her the booklet he had been looking at. “This is about what has been going on lately. It didn’t come off the shuttle. It’s from the city folks. You need to read it.” “I get the feeling that I’m not going to like it.” Carmen could tell by the men’s faces that something was wrong. “They didn’t exactly tell us everything while we were on the shuttle. You’ll see when you read it,” Brad said. Carmen sighed and opened the little booklet to read. It was a summary of sorts of the life on the planet and what they had discovered in the last two years. By the time she had finished, she was angry and a little scared. Creatures that looked like giant praying mantises and huge rats the size of cats had been plaguing the new inhabitants of Planet Alpha. They were going to have to be careful and only touch or eat what they had been shown as safe. That included the animals or creatures on the planet. “Oh dear,” she said, and closed the booklet. “Fuck that,” Brad said. “They’ve sent us here without the information we need to stay alive. “I guess they figured we had a better chance here than on Earth.” Carmen noticed a building in the distance. “Is that our house?” “That should be it, according to the directions we were given.” Brad slowed the transport down some. As they pulled closer, she could see that it was a rather large house. There were three other buildings behind it. One would be the barn and another, the chicken coop. Since she had experience with

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animals, they were going to eventually have a cow and chickens. The third would be where the men stored their supplies and tools. Brad stopped the transport under the large garage of sorts next to the house. He cut the engine and began pulling off the harness. “Stay here until we’ve checked out the house for any of those creatures,” Brad said. He and Kirk jumped out of the transport then opened the back and rummaged around before closing it again and walking toward the door to the house. They were now each carrying a rifle. She strained to see inside the house through the now-open door, but couldn’t see around them. Then they closed the door behind them. After what seemed like hours but was probably only fifteen or twenty minutes, they emerged from the house and walked back toward her and the transport. Kirk opened the door and helped her down. “Nothing inside. The place has been cleaned, though, so you shouldn’t have that much to do. We’ll have to find out who cleaned it and thank them. There’s also plenty of food in the pantry and freezer. I have to say, the place is modern. I wasn’t expecting it to be this nice.” Kirk handed her one of her bags. Carmen carried the bag into the house. She walked through the living room with the fireplace and comfortable-looking couch and chairs. She took the stairs leading up and quickly located the master suite. There she sat down her case and immediately headed down for another load. The men were busy unloading the rest of the luggage and shooed her away. “Let us get this inside for you to unpack while we unload the trailer of supplies,” Brad told her. Carmen sighed and walked back upstairs empty-handed. She surveyed the bedroom and found that there were two walk-in closets. The men would share, she decided with a smile. There was one

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dresser and two chests. They got the chests and she got the dresser. She opened the suitcase on the bed and began putting away her things. By the time they had the rest of the luggage upstairs, she was finished with her first suitcase. “Does it matter where I put your things?” she called down the stairs. “Nope,” Kirk called back up. She read the name on each trunk she opened and made sure to keep their things separated. She didn’t know why because they each wore the same size. Still, they would want their own things. It would be a challenge for her to keep them that way. Once she had emptied the luggage and put everything away, it was growing dark outside. The solar generators had kicked on and the lights came up inside the house. She hurried downstairs and searched around until she was able to make a dinner of soup and sandwiches. The men would be in soon. She explored the rest of the house and found the pantry, the cellar, which she didn’t go check out, and the office. There was a radio base station in the office, and three radios. Good, she would be able to keep up with them when they were gone. Carmen had just returned to the kitchen, when the men walked in the back door. They looked grimy and exhausted. “Why don’t you two go shower, and then come down to eat? I have soup and sandwiches for you.” “Sounds good,” Kirk said. He followed Brad out of the kitchen. She could hear the rumble of their voices as they climbed the stairs. Until then, she hadn’t been nervous about what was to come. Now that they were in the house with her for the rest of the night, she felt the flutter of nerves in her stomach. They had spent very little time together on the shuttle getting to know each other. Most of their time had been in class learning about the planet and what they would be doing there. Her classes had consisted of canning, gardening, cooking with the planet’s foods, and

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what to expect in a ménage relationship. She had books on each of the subjects they had taught and tried to remember what she had learned on the subject of ménages. The three people in it had to learn to trust each other and be honest with each other about everything. She didn’t have any trouble telling anyone how she felt, but trust had to be earned. She didn’t arbitrarily believe someone until they proved otherwise. It was the other way around. They had to prove she could depend on them. Kirk was the first one downstairs. He stretched then sat down at the table. Brad was right behind him. “Soup smells good.” Kirk watched her as she dipped his bowl. “Hope you like it. It’s just a simple potato soup.” “Right now, anything would taste good. I’m starved,” Brad said. “Asshole.” Kirk shook his head. “Go ahead and eat before it gets cold.” Carmen dipped her bowl then returned the boiler to the stove. She sat down and the men began to eat. They had waited on her. “This is good,” Kirk said as he dipped his sandwich in the soup. “Is there more?” Brad asked, getting up. “I’ll get it for you.” She started to stand, but Kirk reached over and grabbed her wrist. “He can get it. Eat your food.” Kirk smiled at her. Brad returned to his seat with a full bowl. It didn’t last long, either. When the men finished, they sat and talked about the supplies while she ate. When she got up to clear the table, they got up with her and walked into the living room to continue their conversation. Carmen quickly washed the dishes and cleaned up. Once she had everything clean and put away, she joined the men in the living room. They were sitting in the recliners talking about the garden. “Any idea how many rows you want?” Brad asked. “I have a drawing up in the room of how long and how many. I’ll get it for you.” She started to get up, but he stopped her.

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“We can look at it later. We’re going to plow up the garden tomorrow so you can get to planting. We don’t want to waste any time.” Kirk crossed his legs at the ankles. “I agree. We don’t know what sort of weather we will have until we’ve been here a while.” “Well, I’m ready for bed. I’m tired. This has been one hell of a long day.” Kirk stood up and stretched. “We better all get some sleep,” Brad agreed. He stood up and headed for the stairs. Carmen stood up and watched their asses as they climbed the stairs. Heat pierced her core as her pussy grew wet. They had delectable asses. She quickly followed them upstairs. When she walked into the bedroom, it was to find them stripping and climbing into bed. She avoided looking at them and headed for the bathroom. “I’m going to take a shower. I’ll be out in a few minutes.” “Don’t be long,” Brad said. That more than anything had her pussy creaming. What in the hell was she going to do with two very sexy men? She wasn’t a sexy person. How would she ever be able to keep them happy? For the first time, doubts began to form in her mind. They tormented her as she stripped and stepped into the shower. She hoped the warm water would wash away more than the dirt. She hoped it would wash away her fears.

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Chapter Two Kirk looked over at Brad standing naked by the bed. Neither one of them wanted to climb in without her between them. He couldn’t help it. He began to chuckle. “What’s so fucking funny?” Brad asked. “Us. Neither one of us will go to bed without her in the middle. We’re going to have to get past that, Brad. She’s going to leave us in bed together at some point, I’m sure.” “Yeah, well, until then, we can wait until she gets here.” Brad all but growled. “You still okay with sharing?” Kirk asked. “Yeah, why? We’ve always shared in the past.” “In the past, it was for fun and games. This is a wife we’re sharing. I just want to be sure you’re okay with it.” “I think we’re past that now, buddy. We’re already here and she’s already our wife.” Brad sighed and climbed into bed. “Fuck it. I’m tired.” “What do you think about her?” Kirk asked, sitting on the edge of the bed. “She’s cute. I love her body. Can’t stand those thin chicks, you know that.” Kirk nodded. She had the prettiest honey-colored hair he had ever seen, and beautiful green eyes. They were downright mesmerizing. She stood about five feet four inches with a rounded body that called to him. Her breasts would be a handful and her ass made him want to sink his dick into her. He knew from her information that she was twenty-four and had been raised on a farm in the Midwest. She would

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be a pro at raising a garden and tending to the animals once they got them. “What are you thinking about over there?” Brad asked. “Just thinking about her. I’m hoping we can keep her happy. She’s got a lot of work on her, just like we have.” “The best thing we can do is keep her satisfied in bed and not take her for granted. Nothing pisses off a woman more than to think we aren’t interested in her.” “I hope you’re right. I can sure hold up my side of it, then. I already appreciate her. She isn’t afraid of hard work, and she seems to be a hell of a good cook.” Kirk looked toward the bathroom as the water shut off. They quieted down, and Kirk got under the covers. The bathroom door opened and Carmen emerged wearing a huge T-shirt. At least she isn’t wearing pajamas. He smiled and waited for her to climb over him. She looked like she wasn’t sure what to do, then got up at the foot of the bed and slipped beneath the covers. She lay completely still in the middle of the bed, not touching either one of them. Kirk sighed. This was going to be a disaster unless he took matters into hand right now. He rolled over and wrapped an arm around her waist. “Go to sleep, Carmen. We’re all tired tonight.” She stiffened then slowly relaxed beneath his hand. He lay there a long time waiting on her to fall asleep. When she finally did, he listened to her soft snore and grinned. Then he fell asleep as well. **** Brad woke with the sensation of something heavy on his chest. He opened one eye and found that Carmen had climbed on top of him at some point during the night. Even more interesting was that Kirk had followed her across the bed and had his arm around her waist. His friend was almost on top of her. No wonder he was having trouble

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breathing. He lifted his hand off her back and smoothed her hair away from her face. “Carmen?” She sighed, but didn’t wake up. “Kirk? You awake, man?” “Aw, hell. Yeah. Hold on.” Brad felt the bed move then dip. “I’m up. I’m going to get dressed. Let her sleep some if you can.” Brad heard the bathroom door close. So far, he was doing okay, but wasn’t sure how long he could manage to last holding her without his cock getting in the way. Her luscious body was draped suggestively over him. Of course, having her knee close to his balls could pose a problem when she woke up. Maybe he should wake her up. He waited until Kirk got out of the bathroom. He figured she needed somewhere to go when he did. No doubt she would be nervous or embarrassed. God, keep her off my nuts. “Carmen? Wake up, honey.” She stirred this time, and her knee grazed his balls. He hissed out a breath. “Easy, there.” “What time is it?” She lifted her head and looked around. “Not sure. Could you keep your leg still, baby? Your knee is on my balls.” Brad saw her wince then watched as the color suffused her cheeks. “Sorry.” She carefully moved her leg out of harm’s way. Unfortunately, it left her straddling him with his cock pressing at her pussy. She turned an even brighter red. “I think I need to move, but I’m not sure how to do it without hurting you,” she said. “I’ve got you, baby. Hold on.” He rolled over on top of her. It ground his cock into her pussy. “Oh!”

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“Easy, baby. I’m not going to hurt you.” He leaned over her and slowly lowered his head until his lips were a breath’s length from hers. “I’m going to kiss you, Carmen.” He waited for a second. Then he leaned in and brushed his lips across hers in a butterfly kiss. When she didn’t fight or say anything, he deepened the kiss. He licked along her lips and she opened to him. He wasn’t used to being careful. He was used to taking what he wanted. Now he tried to slow down and give her room to pull back if she wanted to. Despite the files they were all given concerning their partners, he didn’t know enough about her to be demanding. This was his wife for the rest of his life. He needed to go slow and learn more about her. “That’s it, baby. Slow and easy,” he whispered against her lips. “Kiss me, Brad. Kiss me like you mean it.” Brad groaned and took advantage of her open mouth and plunged his tongue inside. Then he was exploring her mouth and making it his. She moaned into his. She seemed to like the wilder side of him. He filed that away to think about later. Maybe this threesome wouldn’t be so bad after all. Maybe he wouldn’t have to suppress all of his dominant tendencies. He slowly ended the kiss and pulled back. Her eyes were a dark green now and her lids half-closed. He wanted to go further, but not without Kirk. They would take her together the first time. They needed that to cement their bond. With a supreme effort, Brad dragged himself off of her and rolled out of bed. “Come on, sleepyhead. Time to get up.” He padded over to the bathroom. He didn’t bother closing the door. He wasn’t a private sort of person. Evidently she was, because she closed it for him. When he emerged to dress, she was already gone.

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Brad smiled and shook his head. Their little Carmen had a fire inside of her, but she was shy. He couldn’t wait to set her free. She’d burn them both. He had no doubt. He found them sitting in the kitchen drinking coffee. The sun was slowly rising but the light was on. She got up when he walked in, and headed for the coffeepot. When she poured a cup and handed it to him, Brad smiled and rubbed a thumb over her hand before he took it from her. She lowered her lashes, but didn’t pull away. Then she got busy at the stove making breakfast. “I think we’ve got a good idea of how you want the garden. You can show us where to plow and we’ll go from there,” Kirk said. “Mostly, you want to get a place with good light. I’ll walk with you.” They finished up breakfast and Carmen walked with them around the back until she was happy with the spot for the garden. “This looks like as good a place as any. It’s close to the house and has plenty of sunlight.” “Okay. We’ll start on it. You stay in the house. We won’t be able to watch you and work at the same time. I don’t like not knowing enough about those creatures they say are living around here.” Brad popped her on the ass as she turned to go. She shot him a sultry look over her shoulder. As soon as she had disappeared inside the house, Brad turned to Kirk. “She’s hot, Kirk. There’s fire beneath that shyness.” “Just don’t move too fast, Brad. She’s scared, too. This is new to all of us, but it’s probably even scarier for her. She has to depend on two men she doesn’t know to take care of her. That has to be hard for her to accept.” “I know. I’m going slowly.” Brad changed the subject. “Let’s go see about that tractor they taught us about. I can’t wait to see how it works.”

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They spent the next four hours taking turns running the tractor to plow up the garden. The rich red soil tilled nicely and rowed up in no time at all. Kirk commented on it when they had finished and were cleaning up the tractor to put away. “I’ve never seen red dirt that rich before. Usually red dirt has clay in it and is hard.” “I know what you mean. This is like the rich black dirt of Earth, only red.” Brad reached down and grabbed a fistful. He let it sift through his fingers. “Think there’s anything to the article about the food in that pamphlet they gave us?” Kirk asked. “I don’t know. Has to be something to it, or they wouldn’t be warning us about it. Of course, warning us doesn’t do a hell of a lot of good, since we don’t have a choice but to eat what we grow.” Brad had wondered the same thing when he’d read about the possibility of the food putting something in their bloodstream that wasn’t natural. It seemed that most of the inhabitants of the planet had a strange cell in their body now. Of course, some of them had been attacked by some of the strange creatures as well. Deep down, he had worried about what they were getting into, but the government on Earth wasn’t messing around anymore. Now they chose the strongest and brightest of them to settle the three new planets. He and Kirk were lucky to have been chosen. Or so he had originally thought. Maybe lucky wasn’t the right word anymore. “What are you thinking so hard about over there?” Kirk asked as he cleaned his side of the tractor. “Just thinking about all the differences here, and wondering what’s happening on Earth.” “The way they were talking in that group we overheard, they don’t expect it to last more than another few years, if that.” Kirk wiped the sweat from his eyes with the back of one arm. “They aren’t telling anyone that, though.”

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“It’s probably best if the general public doesn’t know they are pretty much doomed. There’s no way to get everyone off the planet. If they announced the world is going to disintegrate in two years, there will be utter chaos. Better to let them live out their lives in relative normalcy and peace.” Brad wished he believed that. “Huh, I guess.” Kirk didn’t sound like he believed it, either. “Let’s go see what’s for lunch,” Brad suggested. They put the tractor away and walked back to the house. When they entered the kitchen, Carmen stopped them with a stern look. “Take off those dirty boots when you come in the house. I don’t want to have to clean up the floor three times a day.” Brad grinned over at Kirk. She had the embers. They just had to learn how to stoke them into a full-fledged fire. In the meantime, they took off their boots and washed up in the back before settling at the table. Carmen smiled when she served them a light lunch of some sort of vegetable native to the planet. It tasted like a cross between a cucumber and a potato. It was orange and chewy. She had baked it with carrots and onions. It tasted pretty damn good. “What is it called?” Brad asked. “Currick. It’s supposed to be a lot like a meat substitute sort of like soybeans are on Earth, but it’s big.” She refilled their glasses with tea. “It’s good. It’s been a long time since I’ve eaten anything this orange, but it’s good.” Kirk wiped his mouth with a napkin. “Is there dessert?” “You two have bottomless pits for stomachs,” she teased. She stood up and came back with what looked like fried apple pies. “These are made with stone berries. There were some already canned here. I’m not real happy with how they turned out, but they’re edible. I think I fried the pies too long.” Brad and Kirk bit into theirs and hummed their approval. “Tastes good to me,” Kirk announced.

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“Thanks. I’ll get better at cooking when I learn more about the native foods. We studied them on the shuttle, but without actually having something to practice on, well, you have to learn as you cook.” Carmen began clearing the table. “I think you’ve done an amazing job. Lunch was delicious.” Kirk walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her. Brad watched them. She relaxed into Kirk without thinking about it. That was a good sign. She didn’t appear to be quite as nervous as she had been earlier. Then again, they weren’t naked up in the bedroom, either. “This is a good time for a nap. I’m going upstairs. Why don’t you come on up, Carmen, when you finish cleaning up?” Brad eyed Kirk and jerked his head toward the living room. “Um, okay. I’ll only be a few minutes.” She blushed and quickly turned her back to them. Kirk lifted his brows as he walked into the other room. “What are you up to, Brad?” he asked. “We need to consummate our marriage before she gets wound up any tighter worrying about when the other shoe is going to drop.” “You’re right. She’s jumpy. She jumped when I touched her, but relaxed almost immediately. I think everything will be fine once this first time is over.” Kirk followed Brad upstairs. “Remember, though, she’s not used to your bossiness. Give her time to relax before you start introducing her to your dark side, man.” Brad nodded. He hoped he would be able to keep most of it from her permanently. She was his wife, not one of his other women. Handling his dominant side would be too much to ask of her along with handling two men, a garden, and the house. He’d be fine without it. At least that was his plan.

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Chapter Three Carmen wiped down the countertop for the second time. Face it, you’re nervous. They would have sex for sure this time. She hung up the dishrag and wiped her hands on her pants to dry the sweat from them. She wasn’t afraid of them so much as wary of them. She was sure Kirk would be a generous lover. He smiled a lot and joked with her. But Brad worried her. He seemed darker somehow, and got her hot and wet by just looking at her. No doubt he would be a demanding lover. She wasn’t sure how she felt about that. She had always been assertive in the bedroom and in life in general. She wasn’t sure how their relationship was going to work, but they had a lifetime to deal with it, so she wanted it to start out right. Taking a deep breath, Carmen finally walked up the stairs to the bedroom. The door was open. When she walked in, it was to find both men sound asleep on the bed wearing unbuttoned jeans and nothing else. She smiled. They were both such handsome men. They looked even more so asleep. She was careful not to wake them and climbed into bed after removing her shoes and socks. She had no intentions of stripping. Almost as soon as she settled, the men both slipped closer to her. Kirk wrapped an arm around her waist, while Brad’s hand went lower. He covered her mound with his large hand. She held her breath in case they woke, but neither of them did. They were probably exhausted from working all morning. They had crammed a lot into one four-hour period. She slowly began to relax between them and closed her eyes.

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The next thing she knew, hands were removing her clothing. She refused to open her eyes as they pulled off her jeans and then her Tshirt. When they unsnapped the front-closure bra, her eyes flew open. Brad was staring down into her eyes. He smiled a slow, dangerouslooking grin. “Hey, sleepyhead. I wondered what would wake you up.” “Taking my clothes off tends to wake me up.” She tried for annoyed with her tone of voice, but didn’t quite make it. “Good to know. I’ll remember that.” He drew a finger lightly over one nipple as Kirk slowly removed her panties. “God, she’s beautiful,” Kirk said from below. “First, though, I want to taste these juicy berries. They’re the prettiest pink.” Brad dipped his head and licked over one nipple before drawing it into his mouth to suck. His cheeks hollowed out as he applied suction until she wanted to climb inside his mouth. He let go of her nipple with a pop. Then he treated the other one to the same intense pleasure. Carmen moaned. She loved having her nipples played with during sex. Kirk shouldered apart her legs and slipped between them with his body. His warm breath on her heated pussy only served to deepen the arousal that was slowly building from their combined touches. When Kirk licked her pussy lips, she jerked then groaned. He chuckled and sucked them into his mouth. “Yes, that feels so good.” She had no idea if they liked talk during sex, but she was verbal. She couldn’t help herself. “You taste like spicy cider, Carmen,” Kirk said against her pussy lips. He delved deeper into her pussy and licked and lapped it like he couldn’t get enough of her. He spread her pussy lips apart and speared her with his stiffened tongue. She moaned. The feel of his tongue inside her sent chills down her spine that were soon dissolved by the heat building at the base of her back.

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“I’m going to hear you scream my name before the day is over, Carmen,” Brad said. He licked one nipple while he pulled and rubbed on the other one. Then he switched nipples. The more he nibbled and bit at them, the hotter her fire grew. God, he was a biter. She loved having her breasts stimulated like he was doing. She had never actually come with just breast play, but she felt like she could this time. Her pussy was on fire and dripping juices as Kirk lapped them up. “I want to feel you come on my face, baby,” Kirk told her. He inched two fingers inside of her as he licked around her clit. The stimulation of his fingers moving inside of her along with his tongue doing devilish things around her clit had her thrashing on the bed now. Between Brad’s tongue and Kirk’s fingers, she couldn’t be still. It was almost too much. She had never considered that having two men as husbands meant more stimulation than she was accustomed to. She was going to come soon. “Please. Don’t stop.” “She’s tightening on my fingers so hard, Brad. She’s going to be a dream to fuck. I can’t wait to slip my dick deep inside her cunt.” “Fuck, she’s responsive. All I have to do is pinch her nipple and she bucks and makes the cutest mewing sounds.” Brad nipped at her nipple, eliciting one of those sounds then. “Fuck, I need to get my cock inside of her. Help me make her come.” Kirk redoubled his efforts and began stroking her sweet spot with his fingers deep inside her cunt. “Oh, God!” She screamed out as electrical impulses shot from her clit to her womb and back to her clit again. Then Brad pinched and twisted her nipples while Kirk sucked in her clit between his teeth. She screamed his name then Brad’s as her climax crashed around her. It was too much and yet it wasn’t enough. Passion rolled over her in great waves. She clamped down on the fingers inside her with a vengeance even she didn’t realize she had.

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“Fuck! She’s going to break my fingers. God, you should feel her tighten around them.” Kirk wiggled them inside her, setting off another round of electrical pops. They each pulled back and began petting her, smoothing her hair and massaging her tummy while they whispered sweet nothings in her ears. She’d never been treated so sweetly before. It brought tears to her eyes. “Baby, I need inside that amazing pussy.” Brad’s rough voice jerked her back from the easy reverie she’d fallen into. He slipped off the bed and began pulling off his jeans. She couldn’t help but watch as he revealed his hard cock. Its angry, purple head stood up against his abdomen. He grasped it at the base and stroked it from bottom to top and then back down again. It was long and thick and very hard. She wondered how she would ever take all of him inside of her. “Don’t worry, it will fit,” he said, as if he’d read her mind. Kirk pulled off his jeans next. Where Brad was long and hard, Kirk was thick and not quite as long. Now she really was worried. Kirk climbed back on the bed next to her and whispered in her ear how much they wanted her over and over while Brad settled between her legs. He lifted hers over his arms and lined his cock up with her slit. Then he began to push forward until the head was inside of her. He stopped and pulled back out. Then he shoved forward but had to pull out again and start over. “Fuck, she’s tight. It’s like trying to shove my cock inside a vise.” Brad’s lips pulled back from his teeth as he thrust again. This time he managed to seat himself almost entirely inside of her. “Oh, God.” She realized she was gripping Kirk’s arms with her hands. She started to pull away, but he grabbed her hands. “Hold on to me. You can squeeze or dig your nails into me all you want, but don’t let go of me.”

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“Fuck me. She’s squeezing my dick so hard, I’m never going to last.” Brad began tunneling in and out of her. He gripped her ass with his hands as he pumped his dick in and out of her hot, wet cunt. Carmen had never felt anything like it before in her life. They were killing her with their dirty words and hard cocks. Kirk’s was next to her head. If she turned just right, she might be able to lick it. She tried it and managed a long wet lick that had it jump and Kirk cursing. Brad shifted his stance and began dragging his cock over her sweet spot deep inside her pussy. Then he rammed his cock against her cervix. It burned, but felt so good at the same time. She’d never had her cervix bumped before. He was long enough he did it on almost every stroke. Carmen lifted her pelvis as much as she could to meet him. “Fuck me, Brad. I love it like this.” She continued to dig her nails into Kirk’s arms as Brad pummeled her pussy. “That’s it, baby. Squeeze my dick. Tighten those cunt muscles around it for me.” He threw back his head and growled as she tightened and released over and over. “Aw, fuck, that’s it. Hell yeah!” He dropped one of her legs and reached between their bodies to press on her clit with the same rhythm of his fucking. As he thrust deep inside her over and over, he tapped and pinched her clit until she saw stars and began to explode around him. Her ears rang but she could hear him cursing. He shoved deep inside her three more times before he stilled and shot cum inside her, filling her womb with his hot seed. Finally, he pulled out and collapsed next to her. His rapid panting kept his voice raspy when he told her how good she’d felt. Carmen wasn’t in much better shape herself, but soon found herself being taken by Kirk. He grinned down at her as he slowly began to work his way inside her tight, wet cunt.

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She fought back the panic that he wouldn’t be able to fit. With her pussy already swollen from her second climax and Brad’s cock, she wasn’t sure if Kirk would be able to work his way inside her. Even with the added lubrication of hers and Brad’s cum, he was having trouble. Finally, he managed to lodge his thick dick halfway inside her. He looked down at her with sweat dripping from his forehead to her chest. “I’m never going to last with you sucking on my cock like this. Relax, baby. Let me in.” He pulled almost all the way out and thrust deep inside of her this time. She screamed at the sudden invasion then wrapped her legs around his hips to keep him there. How much more could she take from him? She shivered as the burning began to morph into pleasure. Evidently more than I thought. Brad stroked her breasts with his fingers then leaned over to lap at her nipples while Kirk began to tunnel in and out of her swollen pussy. He spread her legs farther and held them there as he fucked himself deep into her cunt. The thickness of him rasped over her Gspot with every stroke. Despite having come twice already, she felt the signs of yet another orgasm building deep inside her. Surely this one would kill her. Kirk’s expression of concentration urged her closer as he filled her up over and over again. When he opened his eyes, they were the deepest amber she’d ever seen. Gone was the playful twinkle she had first noticed about him. Instead, he had the expression of a man hellbent on getting what he wanted. He evidently wanted her to come again. The muscles in her pelvis began to quiver as her climax grew closer. Brad continued to suck and nip at her nipples while Kirk played with her clit and pressed into her hot spot over and over again. When she didn’t think she could come one more time, they converged on her and set her orgasm off like a bottle rocket. It exploded

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throughout her body, setting off sparks in her pussy that reached from nipple to clit and back again. Carmen trembled all over as she cried out Kirk’s name over and over. He got swept along with her orgasm as he stilled inside of her. “Fuck, yeah. That’s it, baby. Milk my cock. Take it all.” He seemed to try to crawl inside of her as he pressed forward. Then he slowly relaxed and slipped out of her. Finally he collapsed next to her on the opposite side as Brad. Both men placed their hands on her in different places. Brad had her mound, and Kirk had her abdomen. They both massaged the area until she was breathing easier again. “I need a nap now,” she complained. “You go ahead, baby. Sleep. We’ll take care of you,” Brad told her. She felt the bed dip on his side as he got up. She wondered briefly where he’d gone to, but soon exhaustion took over and she slipped into sleep. **** Kirk lay there watching her sleep as Brad ran a bath for her. He couldn’t ever remember coming like that before. He’d felt as if he’d turned inside out as he shot his cum inside of her. Her cunt had fairly squeezed it out of him. “Got the bath ready,” Brad said. “Want me to carry her?” “No, I’ll get her this time.” Kirk climbed out of bed, then picked her up and carried her toward the bathroom. Brad shut the door behind them to keep the warmer air in the room. They didn’t want her to catch a chill. When Kirk lowered her into the bathwater, she hummed her appreciation and slowly opened lazy eyes to peer up at them. “We figured a bath would feel good to you.” Kirk handed her a bath cloth then soaped up another one to help her bathe.

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He enjoyed running the soapy cloth over her breasts and then across her shoulders and down her back. She leaned over for him to wash her back, saying she loved having her back scrubbed. He couldn’t stop thinking about the way her sweet cunt had squeezed his dick or the taste of her spicy pussy. “Okay, I think you’re clean. Do you want to soak for a while, or do you want to get out now?” Kirk asked her. “Mmm, I think I’ll soak for a little while longer. Thanks.” She closed her eyes and leaned back against the back of the tub. “Don’t drown, Carmen.” Brad bent down and kissed her on the top of her head. Kirk followed Brad out and they dressed before heading back downstairs. “I don’t think I’ve ever come that hard before,” Brad admitted once they were sitting in the living room in their recliners. “I know what you mean. She’s something else.” Kirk relaxed into the comfortable leather. “I want that sweet ass, Kirk. I can’t wait to get into it. She’s going to burn me for sure.” “We need to start preparing her tonight so we can both take her at the same time. I don’t want to wait long. We’ll get busy soon, and won’t have the time to be patient with her while she gets used to it. I don’t want to hurt her for anything.” Kirk ran his hands over his face and through his hair. The thought of hurting her worried him. He knew he was thick, and had been as gentle as he’d been able to be. She hadn’t seemed to need it as much as most women. She seemed to enjoy a little pain. Brad would like that. “What are you thinking about so hard over there? I can hear the wheels turning from here.” Brad sat up and looked at him. “Just worried about hurting her. I think we did fine this time.” “She likes a little pain, man. Just as long as we always make sure she’s enjoying it, I think we’ll be all right. I wouldn’t hurt her for

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anything, Kirk. You know that, don’t you?” Brad’s forehead creased in worry. “I know, but you also like it rough. I’m not sure she’s up for that.” “I don’t plan on doing anything she doesn’t like. I can do without anything that will hurt her or make her scared of us. But I’m going to push her a little to explore what her boundaries are. I’ll be careful.” “Be sure you are. I really care about her, and she’s going to be our wife for the rest of our lives now.” Kirk hoped his friend was taking him seriously. “Don’t worry, Kirk. I’m not going to fuck anything up for us. But neither am I going to keep from giving her everything she wants and needs.” “I hope you know what you’re doing, Brad.” Kirk shook his head. “Have I ever read a woman wrong?” he demanded. “No, but this isn’t just some woman we’re fucking. She’s our wife.” “Even more important that we give her everything she needs, Kirk. Her happiness is important to me, too. I want her to want us like we want her. Give it some time, Kirk. I’ll be careful.” Kirk sighed and prayed that his friend knew what he was doing. Something told him that he could fall for Carmen.

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Chapter Four Carmen was busy the next few days planting the garden and settling in the house. Tonight they were going to meet the other family that was there to help Brad and Kirk build houses. They lived about five miles from them. She had met the other woman, Janet, on board the shuttle. They’d taken several classes together. She was a quiet little mouse of a woman. Carmen hadn’t met her husbands, so she couldn’t help but wonder what sort of men she had ended up with. They were going over to their home after dinner. She could hardly wait to see her. It would be great to have another woman to talk to about the men. She was still having a difficult time getting used to them as her husbands. Well, more specifically, having them in bed with her. They were wonderful lovers and treated her like a queen, but she sensed that there was so much more to explore. The anal sex hadn’t happened yet, thank goodness, though they had been preparing her each night. She was worried about that aspect of the marriage bed. She wasn’t opposed to a little pain with sex. It made things so much more enjoyable. But anal sex? Surely that would be more than a little painful. She hoped she could stand it when the time came. According to their classes and the pamphlets they had been given, it would be important in forming a bond in their marriage. Once dinner was over, she ran upstairs to freshen up before they left. She was nervous about meeting the other men. She wanted them to like her so that their wife could visit her some, and she could visit Janet. “Carmen, are you about ready up there, baby?” Kirk called up the stairs.

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“I’m on my way down now.” She took one last look in the mirror then turned and ran right into Brad. “Oh, sorry. I didn’t see you standing there.” “I came to get you. I figured you were hiding.” “I’m not hiding. I just want to make a good impression.” “You look fine, Carmen. You’ll make a great impression. Stop worrying,” Brad told her. He wrapped an arm around her and helped her down the stairs. Then he urged her out the front door toward the transport. They weren’t taking a chance that one of those wild creatures wasn’t hiding somewhere close by. They hadn’t seen anything that looked even remotely like the creatures shown in the brochures so far. They hoped they didn’t see any of them. The quick trip took less than five minutes and they were pulling up outside the other family’s door. A very tall man opened the front door when they had cut the engine, and stepped outside on the porch to meet them. “My name is Greg. It’s great to meet you. Come on in and we can introduce ourselves. I don’t trust the night to be caught out in it.” The three of them hurried inside with Carmen between the men. She felt small between them, but when she saw Janet between her two men she knew what small was. The other woman was barely five feet three inches and stood between two overly tall men. They each had to be close to six feet six inches. They all introduced themselves as soon as they had settled in the living room. They had dragged several chairs from the kitchen into the room so that everyone had a place to sit. Carmen ended up on the couch with Brad, while Kirk took a chair. “Have you guys seen any of the creatures they warned us about back in the city?” Greg asked. “Not yet. What about you?” Kirk crossed his ankles out in front of him.

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“Nope. Hoping we don’t, too.” Steven was sitting in the recliner with Janet in his lap. Carmen thought that the other woman looked a little uneasy about being there, but she wasn’t sure. She sure hoped they were good to her. She had been such a sweet girl, and so young. She was a little over twenty-one when they took off. She would be close to twentytwo now. Somehow, though, she seemed young for her age. “Have you gotten your garden in yet?” Carmen asked her. “Yes. We finished it up this morning.” She smiled a tentative smile. “Why don’t we head into the office and go over the house plans and where we’re going to start building while the women get acquainted,” Steven suggested. “That sounds like a good idea.” Brad stood up. Steven stood up and gently sat Janet down on the couch. The men walked over to the office and closed the door when they were inside. “How are you doing, Janet?” Carmen asked, watching her face. “I’m doing fine. What about you?” “Everything seems to be going well right now. Did you have any trouble with putting in your garden?” Carmen could tell that Janet was uncomfortable talking to her for some reason. “No, we had to figure out where to put it. Once we agreed on that, then they tilled it then helped me plant. I told them I could do it alone, but they pretty much don’t listen to me.” She huffed out a breath. “They don’t mistreat you, do they?” Carmen asked. “Oh, no. They’re just really bossy.” Janet smiled what looked to be a genuine one. “Your house looks just like ours except you have more blues in yours than we do. We have more greens, I think.” Carmen looked around the room. “Let’s go to the kitchen. I’ll put on some coffee for us. I’m sure the men will want some anyway.” Janet stood up and hurried to the other room.

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Carmen followed behind, noticing that the other woman had a slight limp. “What happened to your leg?” she asked. Janet winced then shrugged. “I twisted my ankle on the back porch steps. I thought the men were going to have a heart attack about it, though.” She leaned closer to Carmen. “They acted like I’d nearly been killed.” “So they worry about you.” “And then some. It’s going to take some getting used to. My family never much worried about anything. I had a bike accident when I was about twelve or so and broke my arm. My parents were so busy fighting over something that they didn’t think it was all that bad and didn’t take me to the doctor for two days. They had to re-break it and set it again. That hurt.” “That’s terrible. I can’t imagine that.” “Well, I moved out as soon as I turned eighteen. So anyway, I’m not used to someone worrying so much about me. I’m used to worrying about myself.” Janet shrugged. She turned the coffeemaker on and they waited for it to brew. “So, how are you getting on with your men?” she asked. “Okay, I think. We seem to be suited for each other. I guess I’m lucky. I never would have thought a computer could choose a threesome. I mean, they don’t do great with picking out couples.” “I hope we can visit each other fairly often. I’m going to get really bored out here alone with them gone all day. Right now, they aren’t letting me outside without them with me because of those creatures they say are out here. I haven’t even heard a bird sing.” “Yeah, they said there aren’t any birds, and very few insects. It certainly is strange. What do you think about the food you’ve been cooking? Is it about like what they were teaching us to you?” “Yes, and no. It looks like what they showed us, but it doesn’t exactly cook the same way they said. I’ve had to cook the currick longer to get it tender enough to eat.” Janet sighed.

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“Yeah, I noticed that as well. Plus, some of the berries they showed us don’t taste as sweet as they described. I’ve had to add extra sugar.” “Wait until we start bringing in some of the vegetables from our own garden. They say they are huge compared to the ones we grew on Earth. We’ll get twice the yield according to the pamphlet.” Janet pulled down six cups for the coffee. “Can I ask you something personal?” Carmen finally asked. “Sure.” Janet’s brows furrowed. “Um, have you and your husbands, um, had anal sex yet?” “Ah, yes.” The other woman’s cheeks colored a soft shade of pink. “Is it as bad as it sounds? I mean, I don’t mind a little pain, but I’m really worried.” “If they know what they’re doing, then it really shouldn’t hurt that much at all. It burns some.” Janet wouldn’t look at her while she talked. Carmen really couldn’t blame her. She took a cup of the steaming liquid and took a sip. She was having trouble looking at Janet now that she’d brought it up. “Thanks for telling me. I’ve about made myself sick over it.” “So you haven’t yet?” “No, but they’ve been, um, preparing me for it,” she said. “Then they probably know what they are doing. I wouldn’t worry so much. Just remember what they told us in class and you’ll be fine.” The door to the office opened and the men filed out, heading for the kitchen. “We smelled coffee. I hope you made enough for all of us,” Greg said with a smile. “There’s plenty.” Janet poured coffee into the other four mugs. They all returned to the living room, and this time, Janet sat in Greg’s lap. They talked about everything from what they had seen in

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the city to what was happening back on Earth. Finally, after a little over two hours had passed, Brad stood up and stretched. “We had better get back to the house. We need to be up early tomorrow to set up the transport for work on Monday. Thanks for having us over. It was great to meet you.” “I really enjoyed seeing you again, Janet.” Carmen hugged the other woman when they walked to the door together. “You can call me on the radio if you have a question about what we were talking about earlier,” Janet said with a smile. “Thanks, I will.” Brad hurried her into the transport. He and Kirk waved at the two men before starting the transport. Then they pulled out to head back home. “Did you enjoy talking with Janet?” Kirk asked. “Yes. It was great to see her again. She’s a really nice woman. She’s so small compared to her husbands, though.” “They seemed to get along fine,” Brad pointed out. “She’s happy. I just meant that they look like such an odd family.” She watched as their house came into view. “Will you teach me how to use the radios tomorrow? I want to be able to talk to her and to you when you’re gone in case something comes up.” “Don’t worry, we’ll show you how to do that, and we’re going to show you how to shoot a gun. Greg said most of the families around here now have fences up to help protect against the animals. We may be doing that, too.” Brad squeezed her leg. They pulled up next to the house and Brad helped her down as soon as Kirk had the engine shut off. They hurried her inside. Once inside, Brad pulled her into his arms and kissed her. She wasn’t expecting it. His mouth quickly took possession of hers. He smoothed his tongue alongside hers then sucked hers back into his mouth to tease and torment. Almost as quickly as it started, the kiss was over and Kirk had her in his arms. He kissed her nose then urged her toward the stairs.

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“Time for a bath and bed,” he said with a wicked-looking grin. Carmen rolled her eyes at him, but hurried up the stairs anyway. She wasn’t going to complain about their insatiable appetite for her. Despite being worried about the anal sex, she enjoyed their lovemaking. Kirk was a teasing, generous lover, while Brad was controlling and intense. Together, they drew out her orgasms until she thought she would die of pleasure. She hadn’t had them apart yet, to know what that would be like. They seemed to be trying to make them a family first. Leave it to men to think that by having great sex they could bond as a family. She decided on a shower and soon found herself surrounded by the men. “We decided to take a shower, too.” Brad lathered up a cloth and began bathing her chest. “Somehow, that doesn’t surprise me.” She giggled when Kirk slipped a finger between her pussy lips and found her wet. It didn’t take much more than a look from Brad or a wicked grin from Kirk to get her juices flowing. They made quick work of bathing her and getting her all hot and bothered before shutting off the water and drying her off. Brad carried her to the bed and dropped her to bounce to the middle of it. They both climbed in on either side of her. She saw something different in Brad’s eyes tonight. It was a wild look that had her a little nervous. He didn’t take his eyes off of her as he ran his fingers up her arm and over her shoulder to her mouth. There he circled her lips then tapped on them for her to open. He stuck his finger inside and she sucked on it, closing her eyes at the image of him buried in her mouth. She expected him to push her down toward his cock. Instead, he got up and Kirk lay down on the bed and reached for her. “I want you riding my cock, baby.” He kept her steady as she straddled him with her legs.

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Carmen slowly lowered her body over Kirk’s thick dick. She was wet, but hadn’t come yet, so she wasn’t as swollen as she would have been had she already climaxed. She worked her way down on his stiff cock, slowly making headway with each upward thrust of his hips and downward shove of her body. Finally, she sat flush with his cock inside her. She felt so full. Then he was slowly circling her clit with his finger, driving her wild with need. “That’s it, baby. Ride me.” He pumped his hips up and down, helping her as she pushed herself up and down his cock. Then he was pulling her forward for a kiss while Brad’s hand pushed her down at the small of her back. It wasn’t until she felt the cold lube they had been preparing her with that she realized what was going on. They were going to take her tonight. Panic filled her inside and she balked at being held down. “Easy, Carmen. We aren’t going to hurt you. Just relax, baby.” Kirk ran his hands up and down her arms. “Kiss me, baby.” She tried to kiss him, but all she could think about was Brad playing with her ass. He slowly added lube to her back hole with one finger. Then he was pushing that finger inside of her. She felt it slide past her tight ring. He pumped it a few times, then added more lube and a second finger. This one burned some. She knew what to do, but it was hard to concentrate past her fear. “Relax, baby. I’m not going to hurt you. I would never hurt you,” Brad whispered in her ear. “I’m scared,” she finally said. “Maybe we should hold off, Brad,” Kirk said. “It’s only going to get worse in her mind if we hold off. It’s better to get this first time over with.” Brad sighed. “Carmen, honey. Try to relax.” She was trying, she really was. She didn’t know why this scared her so much. They had been preparing her for the last few nights, and

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she hadn’t been this upset then. Then you knew they were just getting you ready. Now is the real thing. Brad slowly pressed her back down in Kirk’s arms. He whispered sexy things in her ear, telling her how pretty she was, and how much he wanted her to come on his cock. She worked at controlling her breathing while Brad added more lube and began entering her back channel with two fingers. The burn hurt, but not badly. She breathed through it and they popped through. He moved them around, pressing against the thin layer that separated her pussy from her ass. She felt even fuller than before. Nerve endings in her dark hole came alive with the pressure. She couldn’t be still from the tingling that was driving her nuts. She squirmed on Kirk’s cock. “Fuck, hurry up, Brad, I’m having trouble maintaining here.” She couldn’t help clamping down on him as Brad wiggled his fingers inside of her. Then he was adding more lube and a third finger. It burned, but she pressed back in an effort to relieve some of the pressure. He pushed through and pumped them in and out of her tight channel. “Three fingers, Kirk. Hold on for a few more seconds.” Brad’s voice sounded strained. Then he removed his fingers and had the head of his cock, slick with lube, pushing at her back hole. She almost panicked again, but forced herself to relax as much as possible. The pressure was almost more than she could handle. Finally, with her pushing out, he popped through and tunneled deep into her. He stilled while she panted through the burning pain that slowly evaporated. “Fuck, I’m so full! Someone move. I can’t stand it. I need you to move.” Carmen began rocking on Kirk’s cock, trying to move them inside of her. “Let us do the work, Carmen. We don’t want to hurt you.” Brad groaned when she squeezed down on him. “Fuck! Don’t do that, baby. I won’t last. I want this to feel good for you.”

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“Please, please, please. Move. I need you to move.” She all but chanted it at them. Brad pushed forward as Kirk pulled out. Then they switched and Kirk pushed in as Brad pulled back. They rocked her between them over and over. Her ass came alive with feeling. She burned and ached all over with the need to come. The more they seesawed inside of her, the more she wanted. They needed to move faster. She needed harder. They were driving her crazy with the slow pace. “Faster! Damn you. Fuck me, Brad!” She squeezed her eyes shut, trying to concentrate on the spark of fire she felt in her ass. It spread to her spine and soon had engulfed her pussy. The burn progressed into such intense pleasure that she was sure she would die from it when it finally enveloped her. “Fuck, aw—hell, baby. I’m not going to last. You’re squeezing the cum out of me.” Kirk was growling as he pumped in and out of her cunt. “Squeeze me, baby. Yeah, just like that. Aw—fuck!” She felt it when he splashed hot cum deep inside her pussy. Brad reached around between them and began tapping at her clit. He tunneled in and out of her harder and fast now as Kirk struggled to catch his breath. The fire was growing hotter and harder to breathe through. Just when she was sure she would burn up with it, her climax stole her breath and sent her screaming over the top. “Aw, hell. She’s squeezing my dick like a tight fist. That’s it, baby. Fuck, yeah!” Carmen felt Brad still deep inside her ass. He groaned in her ear before collapsing on top of her. “Fuck, man! Brad, get off. You’re killing us down here.” Brad pulled out of Carmen and lowered himself to the edge of the bed. “Are you okay, baby?” he asked. “Dead. I’ll talk to you tomorrow.” She couldn’t catch her breath or keep her eyes open. She was totally wiped out.

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Never had she come so hard and so deep in her life. Between the two of them, they’d managed to drag every last inch of pleasure out of her. There was no way she could stay awake after that. Her body shut down and she sank into sleep.

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Chapter Five Kirk and Brad cleaned her up between them. They had tried to wake her up long enough to bathe her, but she stubbornly refused. Brad grinned. They’d managed to wear her out. She would be okay with the dual penetration from now on. It had been the unknown that had spooked her so much. “I’ve got her, Brad. You can go ahead and shower while I put her to bed.” Kirk picked her up after they had dried her off. “I’ll be out in just a minute.” Brad turned on the shower and stepped under it. When Kirk had wanted to stop, he had nearly yelled at him to back off, but Kirk had been right to slow him down some. She was scared. There was no need for her to be, but if he’d yelled, she would have pulled away from them. He had to get his dominant side under control. He didn’t want to scare her away from him. He wanted her to need him and his kind of loving as much as she needed Kirk and his teasing. He knew she already felt attached to the other man. It stung, but he also knew that he was a hard man to get close to. It had never mattered before, but this was for keeps. It mattered that she care about him like she did Kirk. He quickly bathed and rinsed off. After toweling dry, he hurried into the bedroom where Kirk was already wrapped around Carmen’s sweet body. He climbed in on the other side and lay on his side with his back to her. He pulled her arm over his waist and held her hand. She hummed in his ear and squeezed his hand.

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Brad wondered how they were supposed to keep Carmen safe while they were gone all day. Should they insist on putting up a fence first, or work on it during their spare time? He would talk to Kirk about it while they were getting the transport ready for work in the morning. Just teaching her how to shoot didn’t seem like it was enough next to the danger everyone was so adamant was out there. Somewhere between worrying about the creatures and thinking about all the work they had ahead of them, Brad drifted off to sleep. **** He woke early the next morning to the weight of Carmen on top of him. He grinned. She kept gravitating to him during the night. He liked that. Subconsciously she knew he would keep her safe. She growled at him when he started to slide her off of him. “Time for us to get up, baby. You can sleep a little longer if you want.” “Stay just a little longer. You feel good.” She squeezed her arms around him. “Just a little longer.” He relaxed and enjoyed having her so close to him. “I’ll get a shower first,” Kirk said in a sleepy voice. “Wake me up when you get back.” He rubbed a hand up and down Carmen’s back. He enjoyed touching her and knowing she was as much his as Kirk’s. He wanted to hear her say she belonged to them, but that would have to come later. She was just learning to trust them, and that was important. “Brad?” “Yeah, baby?” “Are you mad at me?” “Why would I be mad at you?” He stiffened.

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What was going through that busy head of hers? Had he acted like he was mad? “Because I was scared last night.” “No, baby. I’m not mad at you, and I wasn’t last night. It was natural for you to be scared of something you hadn’t tried before. I knew that if you didn’t at least try, you would build it up in your head as even worse than it was. We would have stopped if you wanted us to. We’ll never hurt you, Carmen.” “Okay.” When she didn’t say anything else, he decided to lay the groundwork for the future. “I want you to be happy, Carmen. Anything we do that scares you, all you have to do is tell us. I don’t want you to shy away from something just because you’re scared, though. Tell us you’re scared and we’ll go slowly. Tell us to stop and we will. Okay?” She hesitated for a second then said, “Okay.” A weight lifted from his shoulders with that one word. All that remained was to get her to trust them with her happiness. That needed more than a little conversation. It would take time, and it would have to be earned. That was fine. He had all the time in the world. He just needed to shore up his patience. “Your turn.” Kirk walked out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist. “Okay, baby. Scoot over. I’ve got to get going.” Carmen grumbled good-naturedly, but she rolled off of him and curled up in the middle of the bed, hugging his pillow after he got up. He showered and dried off in less than ten minutes, then dressed and joined Kirk downstairs in the kitchen. The other man already had the coffee going. “I figured we would eat cereal bars for breakfast and come in early for lunch. She’ll have something good for us to eat then.” Kirk poured more coffee in his mug.

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“Better make that two bars,” Brad said with a chuckle. “I’m starved.” “I hear you. Was she still in bed when you came down?” “Yeah. She has the cutest little snore.” “I know. I hesitate to tease her about it, though. I think I snore a lot worse.” Kirk took a sip of the hot liquid. “You do.” “I’m worried about leaving her here alone during the day while we’re out working.” Kirk brought up what Brad had been thinking about the night before. “I’m thinking we need to go ahead and plan to put up a fence. Maybe what we should do is work a day here and a day on-site, alternating until we have the fence up.” He took sip of the coffee. It was strong like he liked it. “So, we need supplies to do that. Do you want to make a run into town and get them?” Kirk asked. “Yeah, let’s contact Greg and Steven and suggest they do the same thing.” “Good idea. I’ll go call them and then meet you outside.” Kirk hurried toward the office. Brad drank his coffee and grabbed a couple of cereal bars to eat for breakfast. He hoped they were making the right decision in alternating putting up the fence with working on the house site. He didn’t want to take a chance with their wife. She would be vulnerable outside all alone. He would make sure she knew how to handle herself should she end up with one of those fucking creatures close by. Neither he nor Kirk believed the propaganda that the planet was safe. The city folks had made sure they had the information they should have gotten on board the shuttle. He would be damn sure he used it to keep his family safe. ****

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Carmen climbed out of the bed nearly thirty minutes after she heard the door close downstairs. She was being lazy, and now she felt guilty. The men hadn’t had anything to eat for breakfast and she needed to tend to the garden as well. She would make it up to them by having a good lunch prepared. She pulled on her clothes and headed for the kitchen. The coffeepot still had just enough coffee for her to have a cup. After one sip, she added some of the reconstituted milk they had and stirred it. Kirk must have made the coffee, she surmised. He tended to make it strong. She settled on what to fix the guys for lunch and got it ready, then headed out to the garden to see how it looked. It wasn’t time for anything to come up yet, but she wanted to be sure it looked okay. The pamphlet said it would start growing much faster than normal so she needed to check for weeds. Sure enough, there were a few she had to pull. She had just finished when she heard the men pull the transport out of the garagelike building where it was housed. She walked around to the side of the house to find out what they were doing. “Hey, baby.” Kirk jumped out of the transport and wrapped an arm around her. “What’s going on?” “I’m going to the city to get supplies for a fence. We plan to work on it every other day and work at the house site the rest of the time.” Brad pulled off a pair of gloves and stuck them in his back pocket. “You’re going today? Is Kirk going, too? When will you be back?” “If I leave in the next hour, I can be home by dark if there aren’t any problems loading up. Kirk is staying here with you.” “You better come inside and eat, then. It won’t take me long to fix you something. You should have woken me up earlier so I could fix

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breakfast if you were going to be going into the city.” Carmen pulled out of Kirk’s grasp and headed for the door. “We’ll be right in, baby,” Kirk called out. Carmen pushed around the reasons they were in such a hurry to put up the fence and settled on the fact that they were worried about leaving her alone all day every day. This way they would be home every other day until they got the fence built and then she would be safe. She liked the fact that they were worried about her, but it stung that they didn’t think she could take care of herself, too. She had the meal ready when they walked in. They each washed up in the back washroom before sitting down at the table to eat. “It’s not what I had originally planned to fix for you, but it needed to be quick.” She sat down with them. “It’s fine, Carmen. We didn’t decide to do it until this morning,” Kirk told her. “Did you see one of the creatures?” She nearly dropped her fork. “No, but we don’t want to wait until we do to put up the fence. We should have already started it.” Brad frowned as he chewed. “I’ll enjoy having you close while you put it up.” They continued to discuss the fence while they finished up lunch. Then Brad got up and dropped a kiss on her nose before heading back out to the transport. Kirk followed. Carmen remained in the kitchen to clean up the dishes. A few minutes later, Kirk walked back inside and pulled her back into his arms. He reached around and palmed her breasts through her T-shirt. Her nipples immediately hardened beneath his fingers. “I’m still hungry, baby,” he whispered in her ear. “You could have had seconds if you had asked,” she teased. “That’s not what I’m hungry for. I want dessert. Let’s go upstairs and take a nap.” Carmen grinned to herself. Then she sighed dramatically. “I suppose I can spare some time for a nap.”

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“Smart-ass. Get your ass upstairs and strip.” He swatted her rear as she giggled and hurried toward the stairs. She made it in the bedroom only a few steps ahead of Kirk. He captured her eyes with his and began to strip. When he got to his jeans, he toed off his boots before pulling off his jeans to reveal that he wasn’t wearing underwear. Come to think of it, she had never seen either of the men wear boxers or briefs. Her thoughts were interrupted when he grabbed her T-shirt and pulled it over her head. Then he removed her bra with a few quick moves. When he buried his face between her breasts, she couldn’t help but giggle. “You’re going to smother like that.” “What a way to go.” He sucked one nipple into his mouth and tugged on it before letting it go with a pop. Then he licked the other one before sucking on it as well. He went to his knees and began unfastening her jeans. When he pulled them down along with her panties, she stopped him. “I need to take my boots off first.” “Fuck, I always forget once I get a taste of your tits. You go to my head faster than cheap whiskey.” He stood back up to help her balance. “Smooth talker.” She pulled off her boots. Then she stepped out of her jeans and underwear. He backed her toward the bed. She sank down to sit when the back of her legs hit the edge of the mattress. He immediately returned to his knees and spread her legs with his shoulders. Then he blew across her moist pussy. “Oh, God.” She was already leaking juices from his earlier suggestion of wanting dessert. Kirk licked her from top to bottom before placing wet kisses across her mound and down one inner thigh. When he blew across her mound once again, she shivered. The butterfly sensations tightened something deep inside of her.

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“Your cunt drives me crazy. I could eat your sweet pussy all day long, baby.” Kirk punctuated that by lapping at her juices then sucked in her pussy lips. He used his thumbs and spread them apart so he could get to her slit. Then he stabbed her there with his stiffened tongue. “Kirk!” He chuckled against her pussy and circled her clit with his tongue without touching it. He entered her with one of his fingers, slowly pumping it in and out. Then he added a second finger to her alreadytight pussy and pumped it in and out while using his other fingers to tease her clit. When he located her hot spot, he stroked it slow and easy then fast and hard. Carmen tried moving her pelvis to capture more of his attention to her clit, but he kept moving his fingers away. She growled out her frustration. “More, Kirk. Please! I need more.” Pleasure was just out of reach for her. She could almost taste it, but she needed more pressure to her clit or a deeper penetration to her cunt. What she really needed was his cock inside her. She reached for him and tried pulling him toward her by the hair. He laughed and untangled her fingers from his hair. “Stop that, you little minx. I’ll give you what you want. Just relax and be patient. I want my dessert first.” He let go of her hands. “No, put those above your head and keep them there until I tell you otherwise.” She stuck her tongue out at him, but did as he told her and put her hands over her head. She doubted she would be able to leave them there for long if he continued teasing her with his tongue. Carmen needed to come. The pressure was almost more than she could take. Much more and she was afraid she would fly apart. When Kirk suddenly sucked in her clit and pressed on her hot spot at the same time, the explosion took her by surprise.

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Chapter Six Carmen screamed as the orgasm washed over her like a tidal wave, a tsunami of pleasure that threatened to bury her alive. She lost the fight to keep her hands above her head and used them instead to anchor herself in Kirk’s hair. Before she had even begun to come down, he pulled away from her and lifted her to his thick dick with his hands beneath her ass. He lined his cock up with her slit and plunged in, only to be stopped halfway by her still-spasming cunt. He pulled back and thrust forward again. With each thrust, he gained ground, but lost precious control. Her tight pussy was milking him even as he struggled to hold back his orgasm. “Fuck, baby. Aw—hell. You’re so fucking tight. I can’t even get all the way inside you.” “Fuck me, Kirk! I can’t stand it. I need you to move.” She could already feel the beginnings of another orgasm from the friction of his huge cock thrusting against her sensitive cunt. Kirk pulled out almost all the way and powered into her again and again. When he finally made it all the way inside, they both stilled, trying to catch their breath. Carmen couldn’t help tightening around him. It was like squeezing an iron post. He cursed and jerked against her. “Just like that, Carmen. Fucking do that again, baby.” He pumped his cock in and out again and again as she squeezed down on him. The more he fucked her, the higher she flew. Suddenly she heard someone screaming and realized it was her. Her climax had once again caught her off guard. She’d been so busy trying to get Kirk to

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come, she’d lost herself in the sensation of his throbbing cock pumping in and out of her tight pussy. She dug her nails into his ass as he came over her and shot cum deep inside of her. He groaned then cursed again and finally fell over, catching himself on his elbows before he smothered her. She nipped at his belly. He grunted but rolled over, pulling out as he did. She groaned and realized she had her eyes squeezed shut. She opened them to stare up at the ceiling. At some point in the process, Kirk had fucked her up the bed so that now just her ankles hung off the edge. “I think I’m dead,” Kirk rasped out. “I know I’m dead. I can’t feel my toes.” Kirk chuckled then rolled over and pulled her against him. He kissed her cheek and cupped a breast. “None of that.” She tried to pull his hand off her breast, but he refused to budge. Finally, she relaxed and lay there for nearly thirty minutes before she extracted herself from Kirk’s embrace. She snuck into the bathroom and closed the door so she wouldn’t wake him up. She was sure he could use a nap. She climbed into the shower and quickly bathed before stepping out to dry off. When she finished dressing, Kirk began to stir. “Where did you go?” He sat up and stared at her. “I’m going downstairs to see about getting dinner started.” She walked over and patted his leg. “Take another nap.” “No, I’d better get up and go survey where we are going to be putting up the fence.” He stretched and winced. “I think I pulled something.” “Old man.” She laughed when he swatted at her but missed. Carmen hurried down the stairs into the kitchen. She would cook a roast for dinner with vegetables and green beans. She could make berry tarts from some of the native berries for dessert. Thinking about

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dessert only brought back what she and Kirk had just done. Her pussy grew wet once again. “I’m going to be out back if you need me. I’ll have the radio with me.” Kirk kissed her cheek and hurried out the door. Carmen worked on dinner and spent the rest of the time reading up on some recipes some of the other families had put together using the native plants. She picked out one to try the next day for lunch and checked to see if she had what she needed in the cellar. She turned the light on and walked down the steps. The cellar was full of supplies for canning and gardening, as well as dried vegetables and canned items from other families. She made sure they had what she needed then hurried up the stairs. Just as she stepped out of the cellar, she thought she heard something. She turned around but couldn’t see anything. She turned off the light then closed the door. With a shrug she chalked it up to the house being so quiet. She couldn’t understand why they didn’t have music or a DVD player, considering all the other nice amenities they had. She guessed the other things were all necessary. Music and movies weren’t necessary, so they wouldn’t waste space on the shuttle for them. She sighed and began to hum while she worked. The back door opened, startling her. She turned and grinned. Brad and Kirk walked inside. “You’re back!” She threw herself in Brad’s arms. “If I’m going to get this sort of welcome anytime I come back, I’ll go somewhere more often.” He hugged her to him, then let her slide down his body. “We’re going to be outside unloading the transport for the next hour or so. I just wanted to let you know where we’ll be.” Brad quickly kissed her. “I’ll have dinner ready when you get finished. Don’t play around out there,” she said. “I’ll eat without you if you do.”

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“I’ll spank that tight ass of yours.” Brad ran his hand over it and squeezed. “Not on your life. Now go so you can hurry back.” She shoved at them to get them out the door. They quickly left her alone to finish up their dinner. She grinned. She just bet he wanted to spank her. He’d have to catch her first. **** “She’s feisty today,” Brad observed. “She’s just feeling good because I made her come twice.” Kirk smiled at Brad’s scowl. “Hey, you’ll get your turn.” “See if I volunteer to do anything again.” Brad shook his head. “Let’s get this thing unloaded and set back up for work.” “I think I have a good idea where to put the fence. It will cover the garden and the back area of the house. I wanted to be sure we have plenty of room for when there are children, so they have somewhere to play.” “Hell, I haven’t even gotten used to worrying about Carmen yet. Don’t go bringing children into it this soon,” Brad complained. “You never know. She might end up pregnant in the next few months. We need to be ready regardless.” Kirk could see the slightly sick look on Brad’s face and had to grin. For such a dominant bastard, he was a baby when it came to things like that. He liked teasing him. Then he sobered up. They really didn’t need for Carmen to get pregnant this soon. There was too much to get done during the first year. They worked for the next hour and a half unloading the fence material and loading back the paraphernalia they would need at the house sites. “I talked with Greg while I was waiting on them to load up the supplies. We decided to work at the house site tomorrow and then

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start the fence the next day.” Brad wiped at the sweat dripping from his forehead. “Sounds like a good plan. You ready to go inside?” Kirk asked. “Yeah. I need a shower.” Kirk followed Brad inside. Carmen wasn’t in the kitchen, but something sure smelled good. He resisted the temptation to lift the lid on the pot on the stove. He was dirty. He needed a shower first. They found her curled up on the couch reading. “Hey, you two. Get everything done?” “Yeah, going to take a shower and then we’ll be ready for dinner.” Brad acted like he was going to kiss her. Carmen cringed and giggled. “Go away. You’re nasty and you stink.” They both feigned hurt. “Go on, I’m not going to fall for that poor, pitiful me look.” She waved them up the stairs. Kirk took the hall bathroom while Brad got the master bath. Right then, a shower was a shower when all he planned to do was get clean. He wondered if Brad was truly pissed that he had fucked Carmen while he was gone. Maybe he should have talked to him a little more about it before they came inside. He didn’t want there to be anything between any of them like that. Nothing could ruin a relationship faster than jealousy. He would bring it up again in the morning when they were on their way out to the jobsite. He wanted to be sure Brad was okay. Dinner proved to be delicious with more of the currick and roast from one of the rancher’s cows. Afterward, he and Brad talked in the living room while Carmen cleaned up. He almost brought up his and Carmen’s afternoon delight, but decided to wait until the next morning. A few minutes later, Carmen joined them and suggested they all head to bed.

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“It’s already after ten, and we all need to be up early in the morning.” Brad immediately began to strip once they were upstairs. He stood watching Carmen while she undressed. When she headed for the bathroom, he grabbed her and carried her to the bed instead. “You can take a shower later. I need you now, baby.” He slid down in the bed and buried his face in her pussy. Kirk concentrated on her breasts. He would help satisfy Carmen, but he would stay in the background. Brad needed his turn with her. He hoped they weren’t going to be competing for her from now on. It would never work like that. “Oh, God, Brad!” “You taste so spicy and sweet all at the same time.” Brad’s voice was muffled against her pussy lips as he licked and sucked. Kirk could tell that Carmen was slowly growing close to orgasm. Her moans were higher pitched with each suck of Brad’s mouth. She squirmed on the bed between them. Kirk rolled a nipple between his thumb and finger then pinched it, smiling when he heard her indrawn breath. “Please!” she called out. “Please, what, baby?” Brad asked. “Do something. I need to come. I can’t stand this.” Brad growled low in his throat before pulling back to look at Kirk. He nodded at the other man that he was ready to make her come. “Hold on, Carmen.” Brad began sucking on her clit in earnest as Kirk pinched and nipped at her nipples. It was enough to send her screaming into orgasm. She thrashed on the bed until Brad climbed on top of her and buried his cock deep inside her cunt. He pulled out and tunneled his way back in over and over until she was moaning and thrusting her hips up to meet him. Kirk wasn’t sure Brad was all there as he powered in and out of their woman’s hot cunt. His eyes were closed as he pummeled her

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with his thick dick. Kirk almost said something, but kept his mouth closed. They would discuss it in the morning. Carmen was in no way being hurt. On the contrary, she was eating it up, grabbing his hips with her legs as he fucked her right into another climax. Kirk covered her mouth with his as soon as she began to scream the second time. She moaned into his lips as he licked and sucked on her tongue. When he pulled back, it was to see a slightly sick look on Brad’s face. The other man had realized he’d been out of control, and was worried now. “Carmen? Baby, are you okay?” he asked without looking at her. “I’m fine, Brad. Better than fine.” She sighed and ran her hands down his chest. The other man slowly pulled out from her pussy and rolled over to the other side of the bed. For a minute, Brad looked as if he was going to just go to sleep, but then he climbed out of the bed and pulled Carmen with him. “Let’s get you cleaned up and back in bed. You’re bound to be tired.” Kirk didn’t hear Carmen’s reply as they walked into the bathroom. He hated that he’d had any part in Brad’s loss of control, but he knew that he had. They should have talked before either one of them had fucked her alone. They were obviously going to have to work out some problems, or their future as a family would suffer. He heard the shower running and got up to straighten the bed. How was he going to approach Brad about all of this? His best friend was used to being in charge and dominating his women in bed. Sharing that with Kirk was already getting to him. They had a lot to work out. Several minutes later, they emerged from the shower smiling and seemingly relaxed. He searched Brad’s face, but couldn’t tell for sure. Kirk sighed. He’d find out in the morning. They all climbed back into the big bed to sleep. Kirk was the last to finally relax enough to go to sleep. Before he succumbed, he ran

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his hand over Carmen’s shoulder, thinking that she was perfect for them. If he could just figure out how to settle Brad down, they would be just fine.

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Chapter Seven Brad and Kirk climbed into the transport to meet the other two at the new house site. He could tell that Kirk had something on his mind by the way he kept shifting in the transport seat. “Whatever it is, say it, man. You obviously have something on your mind.” “Look, we need to get past the jealousy crap, Brad. We’re going to be with Carmen alone sometimes. I’m sorry if my having sex with her alone yesterday bothered you, but it shouldn’t have.” “You’re right. It did, but it shouldn’t have. I’ve got to work on that.” Brad grimaced. He hated having to make that concession. “She’s going to pick up on our moods and feel like she’s the cause of it. We’ve got to figure this out today and keep our problems between us and only us.” “It’s not so much that I don’t want to share, Kirk. I do. I love seeing her eyes when you suck on her breasts. They grow all molten and heavy. I enjoy watching you with her. I just have to realize that sometimes, you’re going to have her alone.” “You like to be in charge, and when we are alone, you can’t be. I get that, Brad. You’re already compromising a lot with her by backing off some on the dominance. I can appreciate that.” “Kirk, I’m going to push her some more tonight. I want to see her gain so much pleasure that she nearly passes out. I know we can give it to her.” Kirk sighed and shook his head. “What?” “You’re changing the subject. Get back on track.”

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“I’m going to work on it, Kirk. I don’t know what else I can say.” “That you aren’t going to get all pissy if I fuck her again without you.” “Okay, okay. I’ll restrain myself, somehow.” He blew out a breath and nodded toward the house site as they pulled up. “Greg and Steven are already here. They look a little peeved for some reason.” “Are we late?” Brad checked his new watch that accommodated the extra hour in their day. “No. Must be something else.” Kirk unbuckled the harness and climbed out of the transport. “Hey, guys. Everything okay?” “Yeah, just a little disharmony at home is all,” Steven said. “I think getting used to a ménage relationship is going to take some time and a lot of effort.” Brad climbed out of the transport and jumped to the ground. “Yeah, well, getting used to a woman with a mind of her own is going to be what is tough to deal with.” Greg pulled out his tool belt and fastened it around his waist. “I take it that little Janet is giving you a difficult time,” Brad said with a grin. Steven scowled at him. “And you’re not having trouble?” Brad sobered up. “Yeah, well.” “Right. I thought as much.” Steven grabbed his tools and headed for the cleared land. They began laying out timber and tools to set up the foundation. They were using blocks made of a combination of concrete and a resin derived from the planet that seemed to be five times stronger than concrete was. For the next four hours, they worked on the house, then broke for a lunch of sandwiches that each of the men had brought with them. They talked about the fence situation and how much area they were planning to take in.

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“We’ve got ours covering the garden and a good portion of the backyard for a play area once the children start,” Kirk told them. “Yeah, we are doing the same thing. I sure hope we get a little more time before Janet gets pregnant, though.” Greg ran a hand through his hair. “Not much we can do to prevent it. Besides not having condoms, we agreed to populate the planet by coming here,” Brad pointed out. They all stopped talking and got back to work. Each seemed to be in their own thoughts when a freak storm blew up. They ran for the transports and settled down to wait it out. “I think they are having just as much trouble as we are from the sounds of it,” Kirk pointed out. “I guess everyone has to get used to the arrangement. Maybe we should talk to someone who has been here a while and see if they can offer any suggestions.” “That’s probably a good idea. I don’t want to put a burden on Carmen by thinking she has to keep us both happy all the time. If she senses that one or both of us are unhappy, she’s going to stress over it.” Kirk looked out the rain-slick window. Brad watched the thunderclouds roll by as lightning flashed and the rain came down in sheets. They could feel the wind shifting the transport. He wasn’t sure about the weather here and wondered how long the rain would last. As it was, it cleared up after an hour, leaving muddy puddles of water all over the area for them to have to step around. He wasn’t sure they were going to be able to work much more since they were building the foundation. To his surprise, the sun came out and began drying things up. Steam rose from the ground as water evaporated. Brad briefly wondered if they had gotten rain at their place or not. He hoped Carmen hadn’t gotten caught out in it. The rain had come down hard enough to sting his skin. It had hurt to some extent.

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The idea that Carmen might have felt it bothered him. He realized he didn’t want anything to happen to her. He was already attached. He grinned and wondered how deep Kirk was with her. Together they could make her very happy or make her life miserable. He vowed right then and there to work on his jealousy. It wasn’t so much that he was jealous that she and Kirk had fucked, but that he hadn’t been there to direct it and enjoy it. He needed to do some deep thinking over the next few days. It was up to him to curb his demanding side. He felt like he could do it with some work, and he knew it was worth it. Carmen was worth that and a lot more. She’d worked hard to relax around them and give them what they needed. Now it was time for him to give some back. **** Carmen sighed as the rain pummeled the ground outside the house. She stared out the kitchen window and wondered if it were raining where the men were. There hadn’t been a cloud in the sky when she had come outside. She had worked out in the garden all morning, making sure to keep a watch for animals. Then, after lunch, when she went back out, the wind had blown in deep, dark clouds and a stinging rain that made her hiss when it pelted down on her skin. She had run for the house and made it inside before the bottom had fallen out of the sky. Her garden vegetables had broken the ground in spots now. She was excited to see them, but worried about keeping the grass under control. They hadn’t been able to develop any sort of weed killer that worked with this grass. It was the greenest of green she had ever seen. The color made it easy to determine grass from the garden plants. She turned away from the window and concentrated on what to fix for dinner that night. The men would be back at dark. They would work as long as there was light. She made her choices and added one

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of the yellow, squash-like plants, posh, to the menu. It tasted something like a nut, and was crunchy. This required a trip down to the cellar. She turned on the light and thought she heard something. Listening for several seconds didn’t produce another sound, so she climbed down the steps and gathered up what she needed. When she stepped on the first step, something ran between her legs, causing her to lose her balance and fall against the steps. Carmen screamed and slid down to the floor. Her shin and shoulder were on fire. Gasping for breath, she tried to calm her racing heart. What was down there with her? She swallowed around the knot suddenly lodged in her throat and concentrated on standing up again. Her left shin had a large bruise and scrape down it from the step. Her left shoulder hurt, but wasn’t as bad as she had feared. She could move it, and was able to pick up her vegetables before slowly climbing the steps to the kitchen. She closed the pantry door after shutting the cellar door. She had no idea what had been down there with her, but she would make sure the guys checked it out when they got home. She needed to be able to go to the cellar without fear that something would get her. She grimaced when she looked at her leg. There was no way to hide that from them. She would have to tell them all about it. After cleaning up the scrape and resting her leg and shoulder for a few minutes, Carmen got right back to work preparing the meal. Once it was all ready to reheat, she headed for the stairs, intent on taking a bath and soaking her sore body. She could already feel the stiffness working its way into her shoulders from working in the garden and then her fall. Warm water and scented bath salts helped her relax once she slipped into the tub. She hummed her contentment and closed her eyes as she lay back against the towel she had placed there for her

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head. She had about thirty minutes before the men got home. She would just rest her eyes for a few minutes. The next thing she knew, the men were leaning over her demanding to know what was wrong. Her eyes flew open and she nearly screamed in fright. “What the hell happened to you, Carmen?” Brad demanded, lifting her out of the tub. “What? Nothing. I don’t understand.” She was woozy from sleeping. “Calm down, Brad. She’s still asleep.” Kirk wrapped a towel around her and began to pat her dry. “Your leg is scraped raw and your shoulder has a hell of a bruise on it. What happened?” Brad asked again. “I was in the cellar getting vegetables for dinner tonight and something ran between my legs as I started up the steps. I slipped and fell against them. I’m okay, but I want you to see what’s down there and get rid of it.” “Aw, hell, baby. You could have been killed falling down the steps like that.” Kirk picked her up and carried her to the bed in the other room. “I’m all right, Brad,” she said over Kirk’s shoulder. “You’re lucky, baby.” Brad knelt on the floor by the bed and looked over her leg. “I have dinner ready to reheat as soon as you two let me up to dress.” She smiled at them. “Can you even put weight on your leg, Carmen?” Brad asked. Carmen stood up using their shoulders for support and walked around the room to show them. She did have a slight limp, but it wasn’t a bad one. Her shoulder was still pretty sore, though. She hadn’t even looked in the mirror to see what it looked like. She walked over to the dresser and stared at the dark bruise on her shoulder.

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“Looks like it hurts.” Kirk pulled her back into his arms. “Are you sure you feel up to dinner?” “Yes. I’m really fine, Kirk. I’m actually more stove-up from pulling weeds in the garden than from the fall.” “Looks like you got that same rain we had out at the jobsite.” Brad ran a hand carefully over her shoulder. Carmen rolled her eyes and began pulling out underwear to put on. By the time she was dressed, the men seemed to have calmed down some. She left them to shower and change clothes while she warmed up dinner. The two men discussed when to check out the cellar as they walked into the kitchen twenty minutes later. “Wait till after dinner, guys. It’s just about ready.” Carmen replaced the lid on the pot she had been stirring. “Baby, do you remember anything about what it looked like?” “It was as big as a small cat, but all I really remember is that it was a brown blur going between my feet.” “Did it touch you anywhere?” Kirk asked. “I think its fur touched my shoes, but that’s all. Why?” She frowned at him. “One of the things they have found here secretes some sort of acid from its mouth. I just want to be sure you didn’t get any on you or your clothes.” “You’re kidding me! I don’t remember reading that.” Carmen shivered. “It was in the booklet. You probably just read over the main parts.” Brad sighed. Carmen quickly glanced at Brad, unsure if he was angry with her or not. He didn’t look angry, just a little worried. She swallowed and announced that dinner was ready. After they had eaten and helped her put the kitchen to rights, Brad insisted that she go in the living room and recline on the couch while

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they went down to check out the cellar. She hated leaving them but was glad to actually lie down. Her shoulder was bothering her some. The men disappeared from the room with guns. She prayed they wouldn’t get hurt. The entire time they were down there, Carmen kept expecting to hear the report of a gun, but she didn’t. Instead, about twenty minutes later, the men walked back into the room and leaned the guns by the fireplace. “Did you find it?” she asked, sitting up. Brad pulled her into his lap as he sat down on the couch. Kirk sat next to him, bringing her feet into his lap. Kirk rubbed her feet while Brad ran a hand up and down her right arm. “We didn’t find anything, but we did find evidence that something has been down there. I think we might have found how he got in, and will work on plugging that up in the morning first thing,” Brad told her. “I’m sorry you got hurt, baby.” “It’s not your fault. Things happen sometimes. I’m just glad it didn’t bite me.” She shivered again. “I am, too.” Kirk squeezed one of her feet then massaged it. “How about a head-to-toe massage?” “Umm, that sounds wonderful. Aren’t you too tired for that, though?” she asked. “We’re never too tired to make you feel good, Carmen.” Brad gathered her in his arms and stood up. Then he carried her upstairs to the bed. They helped her undress then settle on the bed with the sheets turned down. She watched mesmerized at they undressed in front of her. Again, they didn’t have on underwear. It brought a smile to her lips. Less laundry for me to have to deal with. “What are you grinning about, baby?” Kirk asked as he climbed up on the bed. “You don’t wear underwear. You have some, because I put it up when we moved in.”

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“Don’t see the need for it. Just something else to have to deal with.” Brad grinned at her. They each took a side and gently manipulated her skin and muscles from her neck all the way down to her toes. They were extra careful with her sore shoulder and shin. By the time they had finished, Carmen was a limp noodle waiting to be tucked into bed. She nearly jumped out of the bed when Brad sank between her legs and began licking her pussy lips. “Don’t worry, baby. We don’t plan to fuck tonight. We just want to be sure you sleep well.” Kirk licked a long line from her chin to her neck and down to her wounded shoulder. He softly kissed it then leaned over to suck a rounded nipple into his hot, wet mouth. Carmen groaned. They were already pushing her upward into that needy space where a climax would set her off into the clouds. Her nipples tightened and grew hard as little pebbles. With Kirk sucking and nipping at them, she couldn’t settle down to just feel. Between Kirk at her breasts and Brad’s tongue lapping at her pussy, Carmen was slowly going insane with pleasure. Brad began nipping at her pussy lips as he slid a single finger deep into her cunt and pumped a few times. Then he added another finger and thrust them in and out of her wet hole, making squishy sounds as her juices coated his fingers, mouth, and tongue. He hummed his approval as she leaked even more. The more Brad sucked and licked at her pussy, the hotter she became. She thrashed her head back and forth while both men pleasured her. Kirk was sucking and pinching and eating at her breasts as if he couldn’t get enough of them. Brad had two fingers fucking her hot cunt. Just when she thought it couldn’t get any better, his fingers found her hot spot and began massaging it while he licked around her clit. As much as she wanted to fuck them both, she knew her leg and shoulder wouldn’t feel up to it tonight. She would make it up to them tomorrow night. Then all thought processes got put on hold as Brad

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sucked in her clit between his teeth and pressed hard on her G-spot. Kirk twisted her nipple with one hand and shoved the other nipple deep into his mouth. Carmen exploded around them. Her climax rolled through her, sending sparks in all directions. She gasped, trying to hold on to something, anything, to ground herself. The rush of pleasure had her bucking beneath them. Brad chuckled and lapped at her flowing honey as Kirk moved up to kiss her. She grabbed hold of his head in an effort to hold him to her. Pleasure suffused her body as the two men slowly brought her down with quiet words and soft touches. They stroked her body from top to bottom and whispered how beautiful she was, how much they loved seeing her come. Carmen couldn’t help but respond to their gentle touches and endearing words. She hummed in approval as they wrapped around her. Brad reached down and pulled the covers up over them. She wiggled between them and got comfortable before drifting into sleep.

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Chapter Eight Carmen was up and dressed before they roused the next morning. She quickly set up the coffee and started breakfast. She was sure they would be hungry. Her shoulder was a bit stiff, but she managed to work most of it out by cooking. Her shin, on the other hand, was still very touchy. She supposed it would stay that way for a few more days. She heard the tread of feet on the stairs and smiled. It sounded like Brad. He was a steady walker, where Kirk always had a rhythm to his feet as if he could dance his way to where he was going. She loved knowing that difference between them since it was such a small one. They were each as different as night and day. “Morning, baby. How did you sleep?” He kissed her then went in search of coffee. “I slept great. My husbands wore me out last night.” “How do you feel this morning? Is your shoulder bothering you much?” “It’s a little stiff, but really it isn’t bothering me nearly as much as my shin is. It stings when I move.” She turned to show him her leg. “It looks a little swollen, baby. Do you think you cracked a bone?” Worry creased his brows. “Nah, it would be a lot more swollen than that, and it would be much harder to walk on. I just think it’s going to be sore for a few days.” “Hey, baby.” Kirk walked into the room and pulled her in for a thorough kiss before letting her go. “You said your leg is going to be sore for a few days?”

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“Look at it, Kirk. Does it look swollen to you?” Brad held Carmen’s leg up for her so Kirk could look at it. “Yeah, it does look a little swollen, but that’s probably from the scrape on it.” “I don’t think you should work in the garden today. Why don’t you laze around the house today? We’ll be in and out working on the fence.” Brad handed Kirk a cup of coffee. “I’ll be fine. I won’t do much, but I’ve got to keep up with the weeds or I’ll have a mess on my hands later. I’ll take it easy the rest of the day once I finish with the garden.” “Honey, I don’t want you to overdo it.” Kirk watched her cook. “I won’t. Honestly you two treat me like I’m made of glass. I won’t break.” “We like treating you like that. You’re precious to us, baby.” Kirk sat his coffee cup down and pulled her back into his arms. He nuzzled the side of her face with his mouth and kissed the corner of her eye. Once he let go of her, she returned to cooking with a small smile on her face. He always made her feel cared for. Brad rolled over her like her orgasms did. He could be devastating when he wanted to be. She began dishing up their breakfast, thinking that she was probably more than a little bit in love with her husbands. She didn’t expect them to fall for her. She wasn’t a pretty woman by any means, but the fact that they cared about her went a long way to settling her insides. Maybe one day they would feel more for her. It was probably a pipe dream, but it was one she would hold close to her heart, keeping her fingers crossed. “What are you smiling about over there?” Brad asked in a teasing voice. “Oh, just wondering what the two of you will look like working outside with your shirts off? I’ll get to watch you all day today.” Kirk wiggled his brows at her. “Not going to take my shirt off till the sun is high. It’s still a little cool outside in the morning,” Brad said with a smirk.

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“Speak for yourself, man. If our woman wants me without my shirt, I’m going without my shirt.” Kirk began eating. They discussed what was first with putting up the fence and agreed that they would start on the side of the garden and go counterclockwise with it. Carmen secretly believed they wanted to be close to her while they were working. She would be outside at the same time. In fact, she might just sit outside and watch them most of the day. She could take the afternoon off from cleaning and relax watching them. The men finished and left her to begin setting up the fence. She cleaned up the kitchen, then followed them outside. The garden was just about completely up now. There were still a few stragglers that hadn’t poked through the strange red ground. The ones that had were quickly making headway. Carmen spent the next few hours weeding while the men began digging holes to hold the fence posts. She was very relieved that they were putting up a fence. She had been worrying about the strange animals and what she could do should one appear. She had to be able to tend to the garden. Carrying a radio and a handgun in her pockets while she worked wasn’t really all that practical. She remembered that she wanted to talk to them about getting a holster because she wasn’t comfortable with the little gun sitting in her pocket while she stooped over and stood back up several times an hour. She was afraid it would go off by accident. It wouldn’t take much to move the safety, and with it in her pocket it moved around quite a bit. She stood up from the final row and wiped her forehead. The sun was well on its way to noon now. She needed to get back in the house and work on some sandwiches for them for lunch. She glanced over to where the men were setting up the first posts. They had mixed some of the local resin and concrete to hold the posts. They weren’t supposed to be able to be knocked down once they dried.

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“What are you staring at over there?” Kirk asked, walking toward her. “The two of you because you took your shirts off.” “It’s hot out here. You look a little sunburned, baby. Did you remember to put on the sunscreen?” He settled his hat on her head. “Maybe we need to get you a hat. That would help.” She giggled and pulled off his hat. It was much too big for her and covered her eyes. “Yeah, I put on the sunscreen. I think a hat that fits would be a good idea. We can look for one the next time we go to town.” She reached out and traced a bead of sweat that was running down his chest. It turned into a muddy drop as it conquered the red dirt clinging to his body. They both had red dirt coating their chests and arms. Digging in the dirt stirred it up so that it coated everything. Carmen normally ended up taking a shower when she went in from working in the garden. Today would be no different. She felt the grit rubbing everywhere she moved. “I’m going inside and taking a shower. Give me about forty-five minutes and I’ll have something ready for lunch.” Kirk bent down and gave her a kiss then returned his hat to his head and walked back over to where Brad was working on digging a hole. She watched them a few more seconds, then hurried inside to shower off and get cleaned up. Nearly an hour later, the men walked inside, removing their boots at the back door to avoid getting mud all over her clean kitchen floor. She smiled at them for thinking about it. “Nothing fancy, just some roast sandwiches and sliced fruit. I haven’t tried this one before, so I don’t know what it tastes like. It’s in the book from the city, though.” She watched as they each popped a slice of the orange-colored fruit into their mouths. “Hmm, it’s good. Tastes like a peach, sort of.” Kirk took another slice and popped it into his mouth.

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Brad nodded his head in agreement. “Good. I could eat these all day.” “Well, that’s good, because we seem to have several trees full of them. I’m not sure how to tell when they are ripe, so I only picked up the ones that had fallen on the ground.” They finished their meal in silence as everyone ate. Brad had two sandwiches while Kirk had two and a half. They cleaned out the bowl of fruit between them. Carmen smiled to herself. She’d only gotten a few slices of the sweet-tasting fruit. That was okay, though. She could cut up another one later if she wanted it. Right now, she was full. “Did you manage to find that animal from yesterday?” “No, but we did find how he got in there and closed that off. Shouldn’t have to worry about anything getting in again.” Brad dropped a kiss on top of her head. “Good. I wasn’t sure if I should go downstairs again until you had.” “It should be safe down there now,” Kirk told her. She watched the two men head back out to work on the fence. Once they were out the door, she cleaned up the kitchen and put a load of clothes in to wash. Then she grabbed a book and sat outside on the porch to watch them and read. **** A week passed before the men finished putting up the fence. It had taken them longer than expected because of all the digging required. Once they had all the posts put up, finishing up had been a breeze. Carmen fixed a celebratory dinner one night to thank them for thinking about her safety. She made sure she had all their favorites and had cooked a posco fruit pie. They had decided to name the peach-tasting fruit posco fruit. It tasted a little between a passion fruit and a peach.

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The men were late getting back from the jobsite, so Carmen settled on the couch to read while she waited on them. She heard the transport pull up an hour after dark. She worried that something had happened for them to be so late. Rushing to the door, she nearly screamed when it opened almost immediately. Brad had Kirk under one arm and was helping him hop into the kitchen. “What happened?” Carmen immediately pulled out a chair for Kirk to sit in. “A beam fell on his foot. I don’t think it’s broken, but without taking him to town, there’s no way to tell.” Brad lowered Kirk to the chair. “Let me see.” She knelt down to look at Kirk’s foot. “It’s swollen pretty badly. How long ago did this happen?” she asked. “Two, maybe three hours ago,” Kirk said with a grimace. “Why didn’t you come home then? We need to put ice on it.” She scrambled back up and hurried to the fridge to gather ice in a plastic bag. “I thought it was okay until I tried to get my boot off. It took two men to pull it off, and now I can’t get it back on.” “Damn, Kirk. You kept working on it and it could be broken.” Carmen shook her head at how stubborn men could be. When she applied the cold compress to his foot, he jerked and cursed. She frowned at him and stood up. “Let’s get your clothes off of you and prop your foot up with the ice pack. It needs to be elevated to help with the swelling.” “Yes, nurse Carmen,” Kirk said. She scowled at him and gave Brad a nod. The other man helped Kirk to his feet and into the living room. They stripped him of clothes and Carmen put a towel down on the couch for him to sit on. Then she went and grabbed a blanket to cover him with. She propped his

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foot up on the couch and added the compress to it. He bitched about it, but didn’t move it once she had it situated. “There’s really not much they can do for a broken foot anyway, other than what we are doing. I’ll get on the radio and call to ask the doctor what he thinks.” Carmen left the two men to call the doctor. The doctor was busy, but Scott, his nurse, told her just what she had figured. Unless it was deformed, there was nothing they would do other than keep him on crutches and put ice on it for the first twentyfour to forty-eight hours. She thanked him and went back to check on Kirk. “I’m fine, baby. I just need to eat now.” “I’ll bring yours to you.” She fixed a plate and set him up a tray to eat off of. She and Brad ate in the kitchen but called back and forth to Kirk in the den so he wouldn’t feel left out. Once he had eaten a large helping of the passion fruit pie, she put everything away and they discussed getting him upstairs for a bath. “I can hop up the stairs with the railing to help me.” Kirk insisted he could handle it. Carmen wasn’t so sure, but she didn’t argue with him. She wouldn’t make him feel less confident for anything. Brad agreed to help him if he would promise to lean on him. Between the two of them, they managed the stairs with very little problem. She was impressed. When they ran the tub full of hot water and some bath salts to help with the swelling, he eased himself into the tub and begged Carmen to join him. Brad laughed and suggested that she help him bathe as well. “He’s going to have trouble with that foot hurting like it is.” Carmen figured they just wanted to see her naked. She complied and was soon easing into the hot water behind Kirk. She didn’t want to accidently bump his sore foot. After scrubbing his back, she helped

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him bathe his chest and arms. Then he leaned back against her and sang the praises of a woman’s tits as a pillow. “He can’t sing worth a damn,” Brad commented when he came back thirty minutes later to help them both out of the tub. “At least you only heard it from downstairs. I was up close and personal with him.” Carmen laughed when Kirk splashed water on her. “Know what would really make me feel good?” Kirk asked as they hobbled into the bedroom. “What?” she asked. “Your pussy on my dick.” He grinned before changing his expression to a puppy dog look. “Your foot is hurting, Kirk. You can’t possibly want sex like that.” “You can sit on me. My foot doesn’t have to do a thing. Ride me, baby.” He lay back on the bed and held out his hands. Carmen looked over to Brad for his viewpoint. The man smiled warmly at her as if by her asking she’d put him in charge, and maybe she had. “I don’t see why not. Shouldn’t hurt him, and will help take his mind off his foot.” Kirk high-fived Brad. She frowned at their banding together. Something told her she was in for it. “Climb on up, baby.” Kirk patted the bed next to him. “My cock is ready, willing, and able.” “Isn’t it always?” she mumbled. She had climbed over to straddle him when Brad laid a heavy tap on her ass cheek. “What was that?” “Nothing.” She looked over her shoulder at him with a scowl. He popped her again on the other cheek then rubbed both of them with his hands. She cocked her head to the side and frowned at him. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” she demanded.

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“Spanking you for sassing and then lying about it.” Brad’s stern expression would have bothered her if she hadn’t noticed how hard he was kneeling behind them. “You can’t just spank me when you want to.” “Watch me, baby. You cursed and are sassing me again, so that earned you four more.” He proceeded to spank each cheek twice more. She moaned and twitched her ass at him. “Hell, Brad. Do you have any idea how good that feels to me with her on my dick?” “She likes it, doesn’t she?” Brad rubbed a hand over her hot ass. “I’m right here, guys, and I can tell you that I don’t like having my ass hit.” She loved having him spank her. It vibrated in her pussy each time he did it. “Then why are you creaming all over Kirk’s balls back here?” Brad asked. “I like having him in my pussy.” She wiggled against Kirk’s cock lodged deep inside of her. He began tapping her ass over and over as she moaned between licks. Fire grew in her ass as he spanked her. She felt her pussy dripping as she rode a fine line between pleasure and pain. Then he was spreading her pussy juices back to her dark hole. He added lube and began pumping his finger in and out of her derriere. When he added a second finger, she backed into it, breathing through the burn. “Hell, yeah!” Kirk was groaning beneath her as she clamped down on him with the intrusion of Brad’s fingers in her ass. Brad added a third finger and slowly pumped them in and out of her back hole until she was panting and thrusting back against him. Then he pulled out and slowly fed his thick cock inside her hot, puckered ass.

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Chapter Nine “Fuck, you’re like a clamp around my dick, baby.” Brad pulled out and pushed back in until he was balls deep inside her ass. He rubbed her still-hot buttocks as he waited for her to adjust to being filled by two stiff cocks. It was going to take every bit of his endurance to hold out long enough to make her come. He was already nearing his climax. He reached beneath his legs and pulled on his ball sac to tamp down the need to come. Carmen began moving between the two men. He could tell she was ready when she groaned and thrust back against his cock. Brad pulled out then tunneled back in as Kirk pulled out. They worked in tandem to bring her pleasure. Sweat began to drip on her back from his brow in an effort to go slow and easy. He didn’t want to hurt her, and he didn’t want to come too soon. “Please move, guys. I can’t stand it. I need more.” Her voice cracked as they began to increase the tempo of their thrusts. The faster they pounded into her, the wilder her thrashing became. She thrust her chest out and threw her head back as they tunneled in and out of her orifices over and over. Brad groaned when she tightened down on them. She was trying to get them to come. He spanked her ass and nearly came from the sensation of her clenching down on him. That wasn’t the intended effect. Instead, he gritted his teeth and tried to get Kirk’s attention. Finally the other man looked back at him. “Kirk, bring her, man. I can’t hold on.” Kirk nodded and reached between their bodies to touch her clit. He obviously managed to finger her just right, because she went wild

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in their arms after that. Between his need to come and her squeezing him in her tight ass, Brad yelled out and thrust twice more in her back hole, spilling his cum in long streams deep in her bowels. He heard Kirk call out then thrust up into her before stilling as he, too, shot cum deep inside of her. He groaned and fell back, pulling Carmen with him to the bed. Brad kissed her back several times before slowly withdrawing from her ass. His cock was deflated and thoroughly satisfied. He walked to the bathroom and cleaned up then took a warm wet bath cloth back to clean up their woman. She moaned when he wiped her down, but didn’t stir from her seat on Kirk’s body. He smiled and tossed the wet cloth back into the bathroom before climbing back on the bed and helping to move her off of Kirk without messing with his hurt foot. “Maybe I need to get hurt like that next time,” Brad teased. “Don’t even go there, Brad. I’ll give you anything you want without you going and doing something stupid.” Carmen snuggled against Kirk, though, offering her sympathy and support. Brad realized he didn’t feel pissed that she was curled up with Kirk. Kirk needed her attention right now. He’d had her attention when he’d spanked her. That had gone over really well, he decided. Maybe he could introduce her to a few other things as time went by. He’d think more about it later. Right now, he wanted to be closer to her and a good night’s sleep. He slid up closer to her back as she lay on top of Kirk’s chest. It didn’t bother him, and that truly amazed him. He closed his eyes and slowly drifted off to sleep. **** Several days later, Kirk’s foot had pretty much healed. He was able to wear a boot again and the men had left her to go work. Carmen was so thankful Kirk’s foot hadn’t been in any worse shape.

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It could have been serious. She surveyed the garden and realized that she might actually have to cut back the tomato plants soon. They were overrunning the rest of the garden. The pamphlet she’d read from the city had warned her, but she guessed she hadn’t really believed it until she saw it. They would have plenty of tomatoes for sandwiches and canning. That was for sure. She would probably be canning tomatoes this time next month by the looks of the blooms and baby fruit on the plant. After tending to the garden, which had become a full-time job now, Carmen walked around in the backyard to determine where she could put a small flower bed. She wanted to be able to have fresh-cut flowers next year. She picked some of the flowers and arranged them in a vase on the table. Sniffing of them, she realized she felt really sleepy all of a sudden. She staggered and caught herself on the side of the counter. A sharp pain radiated through her hip. Carmen managed two steps before she slipped to the floor. She felt weird all over, almost like she was floating, but she couldn’t really feel her arms or legs anymore. Panic had her heart racing in her chest. She tried to calm down to keep from passing out, but darkness soon overtook her. **** Brad and Kirk stretched as they got out of the transport. It wasn’t quite dark, but they had made so much progress, they had decided to knock off early to get home at a decent hour. When they walked back to the house, they realized that there weren’t any lights on in the house. Unease settled into Brad’s mind as he reached for the door. When they walked into the kitchen, Brad groaned in worry. Carmen lay on the floor as if she’d just fallen in midstride. Her arms and legs were at odd angles. He and Kirk immediately knelt down on the floor next to her. Brad was almost afraid to check for a pulse. His fingers found her neck and the thready beat of a pulse. She was alive.

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“What happened to her?” Kirk asked, looking around. “Turn on the light. I don’t know what’s wrong.” Kirk jumped up and turned on the light. He looked around, but nothing jumped out at him. He began searching her body from the feet up as Brad shook her and tried to get her to wake up. She wasn’t responding to him. Fear began to eat at his gut. “What could have happened? Do you see anything wrong anywhere?” Brad felt of her head for any sign she’d hit her head. “Look, here’s a little spot of blood on her hand.” Kirk pointed out a dried spot of blood along one finger. “What could have caused it?” “It’s not a bite?” Brad asked. “No. I can’t even see a hole or anything. It’s just a spot of blood. I wouldn’t have really paid any attention to it except we’re looking for something.” “So something pricked her finger. Some sort of animal we don’t know about?” “Flowers! There are fresh flowers on the table.” Kirk jumped up and looked at them. “Don’t touch them!” Brad yelled. “There’s one of those thistle plants in among the flowers. I bet that’s what did it. I’m going to go call the doctor and ask what we need to do. You put her upstairs in the bed.” Brad grabbed her up in his arms and carried her upstairs to the bedroom. He gently laid her on the bed and took off her boots and then her jeans. He went and got a warm bath cloth and cleaned her face. She was beginning to grow cool all over now. It worried him so he covered her up with the blanket and then lay next to her to warm her up. Where was Kirk? A few seconds later, Kirk ran up the stairs and into the bedroom. His face looked deathly white. “It’s a deadly thistle plant. They are really rare, but she managed to find the only one in the area I guess. Hell, Brad. The doc said they don’t know what it will do to her. All they know is that it reacts

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violently with human blood. He said there’s nothing he can do that we can’t do. He acts like she isn’t going to make it, Brad. She has to be okay.” “Climb into bed with us and help me keep her warm. She’s gotten cold. I’m sure she’s in shock.” Brad scooted over and let Kirk take half of her body once he had his boots off. They held her between them for several long hours before she began to shiver. Her breathing grew raspy and she gurgled when she breathed. They immediately moved all the covers off her and propped her up to help her breathe. She thrashed around as if having a seizure. Brad was beside himself, not knowing what to do to help her. “Go call the doctor again and tell him what she’s doing. Maybe there’s something he can think of with her symptoms changing. She’s not cold anymore. She’s getting hot, and she’s having trouble breathing.” Brad wasn’t leaving her side for any reason. He lay next to her on the bed, keeping her from falling off whenever her coughs grew heavy. She seemed to be fighting for each breath. Tears pooled in his eyes. He couldn’t lose her. He hadn’t told her he loved her yet. In that moment, he knew he did. He loved her with everything inside of him. He was sure Kirk felt the same way. They needed to tell her. “I love you, baby. Don’t leave me. Don’t leave us.” Kirk’s footfalls on the stairs had him turning in bed to see the other man run to the bed with a syringe. “What is it?” Brad demanded. “He said to give her one of the anaphylactic shock injections we have in our first aid kits. He said since she made it through the first part, her body is fighting it and this might help. He doesn’t know for sure, but it’s the best he can come up with. She’s drowning in her own fluids. It will get rid of some of them.” He administered the injection on her thigh, then crawled up in bed with her. In less than a minute, she began to breathe easier, though

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she continued to shake occasionally. At least she wasn’t fighting for each breath. Brad sighed in relief. “What else did he say?” “That was really about it. Other than she still might not make it, but I don’t believe it. She’s going to be fine. Right, Brad?” “You know it, Kirk. She’s a fighter.” They spent the next few hours keeping her warm and bathing her when her skin grew hot. She alternated between being hot and cold. Somewhere around two in the morning, she settled down and seemed to relax into a more natural sleep. The men were afraid to go to sleep, so they took turns sleeping and watching over her. Early the next morning, Brad woke Kirk up to let him take over. “How is she?” he whispered. “No change since last time you were up. She’s resting quietly.” “I’m going to go fix something for us to eat so we can take care of her. I also need to call up Greg and Steven and let them know we aren’t going to be there today. Or maybe for a while.” “Right. I didn’t even think about work.” Kirk sighed and stretched then got up to sit on the chair and watch out for her. Brad hurried downstairs to contact the others. They were naturally worried and made him promise to keep them updated. He felt like they truly were worried for Carmen. It was good they had developed a friendship with the family. He cooked some dried eggs and made toast from a loaf of homemade bread that Carmen had made earlier in the week. He shook his head and ate, then took some up to Kirk. The other man had turned the chair around backward and was straddling it, laying his arms across the back of the chair. He looked up and smiled. “Thanks, I was getting hungry. She hasn’t moved. Do you think we should keep her turned or something?” “Probably would be a good idea. I’ll sit with her while you eat and then you can go work in the garden some while I watch her. I’ll finish

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up the garden when you come back in. She’ll kill us if we let the weeds take over while she’s sick.” Brad turned Carmen to her side, putting a pillow at her back to keep her that way. Kirk helped then left them to go downstairs. Brad tried talking to her. He wanted her to do something to acknowledge he was there. “Carmen, baby. If you hear me, squeeze my finger, baby.” He held her hand in his with his finger in her palm. She didn’t move. “Baby, can you hear me? Can you move your hand for me?” Still nothing. “We’re worried about you, baby. You need to wake up and let us know where you hurt. We’ll make it better, I promise.” He cursed when she didn’t move or make a sound to let him know she was even in there. He needed something to keep him going. He was so afraid they were going to lose her. Brad hurried to the bathroom and got a fresh cloth. He dipped it in some water and wet her lips with it. After a couple of times, her tongue reached out and licked at her lips. He continued doing it until she no longer licked her lips. It was something, anyway. He repeated the process every thirty minutes until Kirk came back upstairs. He told him what he was doing and Kirk got excited. “That’s great news. She’s thirsty, so she’s got to be getting better.” Kirk ran downstairs and got some of the passion fruit and mashed it up in a bowl. “What are you going to do? Don’t choke her, man.” “I’m not going to. Let’s see how she reacts to something with taste.” He smeared a small amount on her lower lip and her tongue reached out to lick it off. Her whole mouth got in on it this time. He put some more and she was soon sucking it off his finger. Brad insisted on a try. When he

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laid his fruit-covered finger on her lip, she reached out and sucked his finger in her mouth where she promptly bit him. “Fuck!” Kirk chuckled but quickly sobered up when Brad glared at him. “Let’s give her some to chew on.” Kirk put a small bite in her mouth. She immediately began to chew on it. Then he added some water and she swallowed. Both men grinned. They could keep her hydrated and fed until she woke up. Brad tried one more time to get her to react to his voice, but she didn’t respond. “You can’t demand she follow your directions, Brad. Give her time to get over the shock her body’s had. She’s doing better. That’s all that matters right now.” “You’re right, Kirk. I’m just impatient. I can’t stand not being able to talk to her.” “Go finish the garden, and then we’ll fix something for her to eat and see what she will chew on.” “I’m not putting my dick in there, that’s for sure.” Brad grinned, glad that they could smile some now. “I’m going to go call up Steven and Greg and let them know how she’s doing. They were really worried earlier.” “Good. I’m sure Janet will be glad to know that she is doing better.” Kirk continued giving her water and fruit until she no longer took it from him. Brad hurried downstairs and out to the garden. The damn thing looked like a small jungle growing up. He hadn’t paid much attention to it over the past few days. He’d been too engrossed in finishing their first house. Now he admired the lush greenery and how well Carmen had been keeping it up. He weeded the last few rows. Then he went around with a pair of gloves and found every possible thistle plant there was and destroyed it. He made sure to burn the bits leftover as well. He didn’t want her to ever go through this again. They might not be so lucky next time.

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He even burned the flowers she had placed in the vase to be sure there wasn’t anything left of the dreaded plant. He would pick fresh flowers for her when she was able to sit downstairs again. Once he got hold of Steve, he filled the other man in on what they had managed to accomplish with Carmen and thanked them for their prayers. “I’ll call you again in the morning and let you know how she is.” “Janet is anxious to come see her. Would you let us bring her over once Carmen is awake again?” “That would be great, Steven. Carmen would probably love to have another woman to talk to about being sick. She’s bound to be scared right now. I just wish she could talk to us.” They said bye and Brad hurried back upstairs to see if there had been any change.

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Chapter Ten Three days later, Carmen finally opened her eyes for a short period of time. Kirk nearly scared Brad to death yelling for him when it happened. Brad ran up the stairs, nearly slipping when he did. “What’s wrong?” “She opened her eyes. Look.” Kirk sat back on the bed. “Baby, can you hear us?” Brad asked. She didn’t say anything, but her eyes moved to look at them. Kirk felt sure she heard them but still couldn’t answer for some reason. Brad was smiling from ear to ear, but soon sobered when he realized she was closing her eyes again. “She’s probably tired. Maybe she’ll leave them open longer later,” Kirk suggested. “I’ll sit with her for a while.” Brad took over the bedside vigil, leaving Kirk to head back downstairs to finish up dinner for them. He ate then took a plate up to Brad. The other man was busy feeding Carmen and nodded at him to leave it on the bedside table. “She’s eating pretty well tonight. She didn’t eat so well this morning.” Brad placed a little water on her lips. She sucked it in. At the sound of her sucking, Brad looked at Kirk. “Do you think she could sip from the glass?” “Worth a try.” Brad placed the glass at her mouth and tipped it up until the water was against her lips. She opened her mouth and sucked, then swallowed. She repeated the process until half the glass was gone. Then she stopped and sighed.

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“Hey, another breakthrough. She’s going to be good as new soon,” Brad said. “I’m going to take a quick shower. I’ll be back to relieve you in a few minutes,” Kirk told him. “I’m not going anywhere.” After he had finished in the shower, Kirk climbed in bed with her and pulled her so that she was resting her head on his chest. Brad left them to go shower as well. When he returned, they dozed off and on during the night. Sometime around four, a noise woke Kirk. He sat up and listened. Sometime during the night, Brad must have pulled Carmen’s head over on his chest because that was where she lay now. He listened closely for whatever had wakened him. Just when he thought he was hearing things, he heard it again. “Tirsty.” Kirk’s brows furrowed. “Tirsty?” He leaned over Carmen’s head and noticed her eyes were open. He hurriedly climbed over Brad and looked at her. “Are you thirsty, baby?” he asked in a quiet voice. “Tirsty.” Her lips moved just a little. Kirk whooped in joy and kissed her. “What in the hell?” Brad sat up growling. “Kirk! What are you doing?” “She’s thirsty. She said the word, Brad. She said tirsty.” “Well, give her something to drink, asshole.” Kirk grinned like an idiot and grabbed the glass. He held it to her lips and she sucked down half the glass before he stopped her. “Easy, baby. Rest and I’ll give you some more in a second. You don’t want to make yourself sick.” “Thirsty,” she insisted. Her eyes followed him as he picked up the glass again. “Here you go, baby.”

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She sucked up the water then stopped and closed her eyes. When she opened them again, there were tears in them. “Oh, baby. What’s wrong? You’re getting better. We’re not going to leave you alone. We’ll be here with you, baby.” Kirk took her hand in his and gently squeezed it. Brad sat up, cradling her in his arms. “You’re going to be just fine, baby. It’s just taking a little time. Bear with us, baby.” Later in the morning, the three of them were all entangled when Kirk woke up again. This time, he extracted himself from them and climbed out of the bed to relieve himself. When he had finished and washed his hands, he returned to the bedroom and sat on the chair to watch Carmen’s face for any sign she was moving around inside. Brad finally woke up an hour later and climbed out of the bed. Kirk helped him arrange her so that she was in the middle, making sure she wouldn’t fall out of the bed if she began thrashing around again. Then he slipped downstairs to fix something for breakfast. Kirk watched as Carmen opened her eyes. She looked around then settled on him and a smile lit her face. He thought for a moment she was going to say something but she just smiled. “Thirsty, baby?” He settled the glass against her lips and watched as she sucked up the water. Then he spooned some fruit into her mouth and she chewed and swallowed. He helped her eat and drink for the next twenty minutes. When Brad returned with something for Kirk to eat, she smiled at him, too. Brad ate it up and climbed in bed with her to talk to her. “How are you feeling today, baby? Better?” “Tired,” she managed to get out. Brad looked over at Kirk. “She said tired.” “Yeah, I heard. Keep talking to her.” “I know you’re tired, baby. You need more rest, but you need to try and move, too. Move your fingers for me.”

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He and Brad watched her hands, but there was no movement. He didn’t know who was more disappointed, Brad or Carmen. Tears welled up in her eyes. “Easy, baby. It will come. Just give it more time.” She didn’t look all that sure herself. **** Carmen couldn’t stop the tears from rolling from her eyes. She was so frustrated. She’d been aware ever since she’d fallen in the kitchen. She’d slept off and on over the last few days, but she couldn’t do anything. It was as if she was paralyzed, and perhaps she was. How horrible was that? Unable to move for the rest of her life? Carmen couldn’t stand the idea, and cried. The men talked around her and to her, but she couldn’t answer them like she wanted to. She finally managed to tell them she was thirsty, but couldn’t tell them she was tired of water. She could swallow and chew and now she found she could smile. Maybe she was getting better. But at this rate, it would be months before she was back to normal. She didn’t want to be a vegetable all her life. “Carmen. Baby. Don’t cry. Everything will be fine. You’re getting better every day. Just hang in there, baby.” Brad’s voice soothed her. She knew he wouldn’t lie to her. He was brutally honest. Kirk, on the other hand, would lie in a second if it would make her feel better. Right now, she wanted to scream in frustration. She concentrated on moving just her finger, but nothing she did or said or prayed seemed to help. She whispered out tired again and closed her eyes. But closing her eyes didn’t put her to sleep. She was still aware of the men talking around her. They massaged and soothed her body, but she was helpless to respond. She could hear them worrying about her and discussing what they could do to help her. She wanted to tell them she loved them so much, and now she couldn’t. She wondered if she ever would be able to again.

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After what seemed like hours passed, she felt the bed give. She opened her eyes and smiled. Kirk was climbing up on the bed next to her. He pulled her into his arms and whispered how much he loved her into her ear. She strained until she was able to push out two words. “Me, too.” Kirk grinned down at her and hugged her gently. “Just wait, baby. You’ll be better in no time. Just keep pushing. We’re here for you.” The next day, Brad was lying next to her and she was cold. She wanted to be closer to him. She reached hard with her hand to grab the cover and managed to close her hand over his. Brad jumped, then rolled over and hugged her. “That’s it, baby. You keep working at it.” He nudged Kirk on the other side of her. “She just squeezed my hand, man. She’s coming ’round.” “Told you it wouldn’t be much longer. She’s tired of being in this bed.” “Cold,” she managed to say. “Hell, baby. Let’s get you covered up.” Brad pulled the covers up over her and snuggled in closer. “How’s that, baby?” “Mmm.” “I think she’s better now.” Kirk wrapped his leg over hers on top of the covers. “I can’t wait until she can move more. I want to feel her wrapped around me, telling me she’s happy.” Brad brushed her hair from her face. Carmen desperately wanted to be able to wrap her arms around both of them. She concentrated on her arms and managed to move them some under the covers, but with the added weight of the blankets and the man on top of her, she couldn’t move them much, and they didn’t notice. With a sigh, she closed her eyes and willed herself to fall asleep.

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**** Kirk finished weeding the garden and stood back to check on his work. It looked good. He was proud of how well it had all turned out. Carmen had known instinctively the best place to put it and what to grow next to each other. He couldn’t wait for her to be able to walk outside again and see all her hard work coming together. She’d been sick now for nearly a week. He was getting antsy to get back to work, but she was more important right now. It took both of them to take care of her and the house and garden. “Hey, Kirk. Come here! She’s moving around.” Brad’s excited voice cut into his thoughts. “Hot damn!” He ran into the house and up the stairs to where Carmen was kicking at the covers. She looked to be having a dream. “Should we wake her up?” Kirk asked. “I don’t know. She isn’t acting like she’s in pain or scared. I like seeing her move, man. Let’s let her sleep a little longer. I’m afraid she won’t be able to move again when she wakes up.” “I’m going to pull the covers off of her. She seems to be trying to get them off.” Kirk moved to the side of the bed and slowly pulled the covers off of her. She stopped kicking. Then she rolled over and buried her hand beneath her cheek. Both men grinned. “She’s going to be hungry when she wakes up. She’s lost a lot of weight. I’m going to go fix something for lunch for her. I’ll be downstairs. Call me if she wakes up.” Brad left Kirk in the bedroom with her. He pulled up the chair and waited for her to open her eyes. Brad carried a tray of food into the room. Kirk smiled at the fruit and soup for Carmen and the sandwiches for them. They quickly ate so they could help her when she woke up again. “Think she’ll be able to move more this time?” Brad asked.

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“I don’t know. I hope so. She seems to be able to do more and more every time she wakes up, though.” “Look, her eyes are moving. She must be dreaming again.” “Hope she’s dreaming about us. She’s smiling.” Carmen’s eyes opened wide and she smiled. “Hey there, baby.” Kirk leaned over and brushed a kissed across her lips. “How are you feeling?” “Good.” She smiled wider. “Feel better. Hungry.” “Way to go, Carmen! Here you go. How about some soup?” Brad picked up the bowl and moved to sit on the bed next to her. She moved her body around, trying to sit up. “Easy, there, baby. I’ll help you sit up.” Brad settled her into a better position to eat. “Thanks.” “I’m so glad to hear your voice and see you moving around again,” Brad said as he dipped a spoon into the soup. “Let’s get you full.” Twenty minutes later, Carmen shook her head at another bite of fruit. “Full.” She grimaced and reached for the coffee cup sitting on the bedside table. Kirk grabbed it and held it away from her. “Honey, that’s old coffee. Do you want a cup of coffee?” “Yes. Please. I want coffee.” Brad jumped up and, grabbing the tray, hurried downstairs yelling over his shoulder. “I’ll make some for her.” “Hold me, Kirk.” She reached out her hands to him. “I’ve got you, baby.” He climbed into the bed with her and pulled her into his lap. “How’s that?” “Good.” Kirk could hardly believe that she was doing so well. When Brad returned several minutes later, he held the coffee for her in a cup with a large handle that she might be able to hold on to herself. He handed

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the mug to her. She gripped the handle and slowly moved it to her mouth. When she faltered some, Kirk helped her. After the first sip, she smiled and hummed her approval. “Glad you like it. Don’t burn your tongue. It’s hot.” “Okay, Brad.” She smiled at him and took another sip. Kirk watched her drink her coffee a sip at a time. When her arm grew tired of holding the mug, he helped her. Then when she was finished, he sat it on the bedside table and wrapped his arms around her. “Downstairs,” she said out of the blue. “What, baby?” Brad asked. “Go downstairs and sit.” The men grinned. “Tell you what, pumpkin. First we’ll get you a bath and then we’ll go downstairs and sit on the couch for a while. How about that?” Her eyes lit up like Christmas trees. She nodded her head enthusiastically. They quickly ran the tub full of warm water and bath salts. Then Brad carried Carmen into the bathroom to settle her in the tub. Kirk hovered around in case she had trouble sitting up on her own. She moaned as soon as she was in the water. She leaned back against the back of the tub and the bath pillow Kirk had put there for her. “Is the water too warm for you?” Kirk asked. “No. It’s good. Feels really good.” She relaxed into the water and closed her eyes. “Don’t go falling asleep and drowning on us, baby.” Brad grabbed a cloth and began soaping it up to bathe her. Kirk helped Brad wash her from head to toe. They took turns watching her until the water grew cool. Then Kirk picked her up out of the water while Brad grabbed towels to dry her with. They paid close attention to her body, grinning when she moaned at their tender ministrations to her breasts. “So good,” she whispered.

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“Soon as you’re back to normal, we’ll take real good care of you, baby.” Brad kissed one nipple then the other one. “Don’t want to wait.” She reached up with one hand and grabbed him by the hair. Kirk laughed at the sight. Brad pulled down to her breasts with one handful of hair. Brad even chuckled as he gently extracted his hair from her hand. “I don’t want to wear you out, baby. You’ve been so sick.” “I’m good now. Please. Don’t wait.” Kirk thought about it and realized she had a point. “Brad. We never know when there won’t be a next time. She’s right. Don’t wait. Let’s make her feel really good right now.” Brad frowned then nodded. “You’re right. We almost lost her.” They finished drying her hair and combing it out. Then to her delighted giggles, they carried her back to bed and climbed in with her. Kirk settled between her legs and began to lay kisses across her tummy while Brad kissed her cheeks and eyes, making his way down to her lips. Kirk watched as his friend gently kissed her lips then licked them. He heard her slight gasp as she opened her mouth to him. His cock jumped in reaction to it. He was hard as a rock and wouldn’t get any relief anytime real soon. This was about making Carmen feel good. He slipped lower between her legs and began blowing warm air across her pussy lips. He was pleased to see that she was responding to their caresses. Her pussy already leaked her sweet juices. He licked her from the bottom of her slit thick with her juices, to the top of her clit. She shivered all over and moaned into Brad’s mouth. The sound was music to his ears. Music that he hoped to hear over and over for many, many years to come.

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Chapter Eleven Carmen couldn’t believe they were actually going to make love to her. She never dared dream they would actually do it when she asked. She fairly squealed when Kirk licked her wet pussy with his tongue. She jerked without meaning to from the sheer pleasure that suffused her body. Brad’s mouth coaxed hers to open and respond to him. She hummed into his when he licked at the roof then around her teeth. When he sucked on her tongue and pulled it into his to tease and tickle, she relaxed even further into his kiss. Finally they both came up for air and he continued on to nibble and caress her chin and jaw around to her ear. He sucked her earlobe into his mouth and tongued it. Then he nibbled at it and moved to her neck. Kirk’s mouth was busy at her pussy. She lost herself in the sensations of his tongue lapping at her juices while his fingers pulled back her lips so he could delve deeper into her cunt. He licked and sucked all around her clit, but never touched it. She tried moving her hips to capture his tongue there, but he was ahead of her. When he slid a finger inside her cunt, she nearly screamed at the delightful intrusion. Nothing had ever felt so good as to have him fingering her pussy and licking her juices. She knew the best was yet to come, but for now, this warmed her heart as well as her body. “Please, please. I need more.” Was that her voice? She sounded so pitiful. “Easy, baby. We’ll give you everything you need and then some. Just relax and enjoy it.”

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He pulled his finger out and added a second one to it. She hissed out a yes when he pushed them inside her again. This time, he pumped them in and out in a faster rhythm that had her pumping her hips with his thrusts. Then he rotated them and found her G-spot. He stroked over it several times as she screamed his name. Brad was now down to her breasts. He sucked in her nipples one at a time and teased them with his tongue. When she shoved them closer to him, he chuckled and flicked a hard nipple with his thumb. He nibbled at one while he twisted and played with the other, then changed places and sucked the other one. Carmen had trouble keeping up between them. They both vied for her attention and she so wanted to give them equal time, but it was hard. First one then the other one would snatch her attention with a well-placed kiss or lick or pinch. Then the other one would up the ante. She was so in trouble with them. They were going to send her skyrocketing into outer space for real. Her body was slowly growing tight all over in readiness for an explosion that was sure to kill her. “Easy, baby,” Kirk whispered against her pussy. He continued to stroke her hot spot while Brad sucked in all of her breast he could get inside his mouth. “Please, Kirk. Please, Brad.” She didn’t think she could stand much more. She needed to come. As if they had agreed at that exact moment to send her over the edge, they both pounced. Kirk sucked in her clit and stroked it with his tongue while rubbing her G-spot. Brad bit one nipple and twisted the other one with his fingers. The combination of their assault sent her screaming into the clouds. Her body shook all over as she rode the pure energy through the air. After what seemed like hours, days, she came down from the unbelievable high to hear them whispering in her ears how much they loved her. She grew teary eyed at their declarations. She wrapped her arms around them and hugged them close to her. “I love you both, too.”

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“We thought we had lost you, baby.” “You can’t get rid of me that easily. I’ll be around a long time to drive you two crazy.” “I’m planning on it.” Kirk kissed her wet cheeks before climbing off the bed and rummaging around in the dresser for clothes for her to wear. “Let’s get you dressed and downstairs,” Brad suggested. She let them dress her, though she felt like she could do it herself now. The burst of the sexual dam had brought everything to a head and she felt able to take on the world now, even this new planet with all of its crazy plant and animal life. Ten minutes later, they were all settled on the couch talking about what had happened. Carmen was appalled that she’d done something so simple as pick some flowers and nearly died from it. She hadn’t even remembered pricking her finger. “Which reminds me,” Brad said, “I need to call up the doc and let him know how you’re doing. Then I’ll call up Greg and tell them that you’re back to normal now.” Brad left them on the couch and hurried into the office to make the calls. Carmen snuggled up next to Kirk. “How is my poor garden doing?” “We’ve been keeping up with the weeding. It needs your tender loving care, though.” “I can’t wait to get back out there tomorrow. I want to see what has changed.” “Wait just a minute, baby. You aren’t going to rush back into anything. Just because you feel good right now doesn’t mean you’re completely well.” “I want to work in the garden, Kirk. It makes me feel good. And when are we going to get a cow and chickens? I want to have fresh milk and eggs.” “You sure came back to us feisty. Watch out, or you’re going to wake up Brad’s dominant side and earn yourself a spanking, babe.”

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“Maybe I want a spanking.” She winked at him. Kirk shook his head at that. “You are really pulling the tiger’s tail. You’ll get bitten.” “Don’t you worry about me and Brad. I can handle him.” “Handle who?” Brad walked back into the living room with a smile on his face. Kirk tattled on her. “She thinks she’s ready to get back to work in the garden already.” “Not on your life, baby. You’re not going to go back to work until you see the doc tomorrow.” “Tomorrow? I’m going to see the doctor tomorrow? Why?” “He wants to draw some blood and see how you’re doing. He honestly didn’t think you would make it, baby.” Brad bent over and kissed her cheek. “Can we shop while we’re there? I need more canning supplies than we have.” “Leave it to a woman to turn this into a shopping trip,” Brad groused good-naturedly. “I’m not asking to get a new pair of shoes.” She pouted. Kirk laughed and swung her up into his lap. “Baby, you can have your canning supplies and a new pair of shoes as well.” “You’ll spoil her, Kirk.” Brad shook his head. “She deserves some spoiling,” Kirk insisted. Carmen nodded her head with a wide grin. She heartily agreed with that. **** Early the next morning, the three of them climbed on board the transport, minus the trailer, and headed for the city. Drowsy at first, Carmen soon woke up enough to enjoy the sights of the strange planet Alpha. She hadn’t noticed as much on their drive to their new home.

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She’d been much too anxious to pay much attention to her surroundings at the time. There were colorful trees and flowers everywhere. She noted yellow and blue trees scattered among the more normal-looking brown and green trunks. She squinted at something moving in the distance and pointed it out to Kirk, who wasn’t driving. “What is that?” She pointed at the funny-appearing creature that seemed like something between an antelope and a zebra. “Hell if I know. It’s weird. I’ve never seen anything like it.” Kirk shook his head and grabbed a pair of binoculars from the locker behind them. He watched the animal then handed them to Brad to look. He had pulled over when they started talking about something strange looking. “Hurry, Brad. I want to see.” Carmen huffed out a breath in exasperation. “Here you go, babe. It’s sort of pretty in a crazy way.” Brad handed her the glasses to look through. “Hey, it’s got yellow-and-brown stripes. Is that crazy or what?” She handed the binoculars back to Kirk. “Do you think it’s something good to eat?” “Don’t know, baby. We’ll have to ask around. That’s the first one I’ve seen.” Kirk replaced the glasses in the locker and smiled down into Carmen’s eyes. She was so happy. It seemed that now she was over her accident, things had relaxed. The men had confessed their love for her, making her the happiest woman in the world. She’d told them her love for them and they were all doing well now. She couldn’t wait for them to be intimate again, though. That meant a good report from the doctor. Well, she was assured of that since she felt wonderful and had no residual problems from the accident. Nothing was going to get in her way of making love with her two men. She had a lot of time to make

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up for. And, she wanted to learn more about Brad’s dominant side. He’d been holding back on her. They pulled into the city around ten that morning and headed straight to the doctor’s house and office. When they pulled up, the door opened and a tall man waved them inside. “I’m Scott Tibbs, Dr. Davis’s nurse. How are you feeling, Carmen?” He held the door for them. “I’m doing great. I just need him to pronounce me healed so I can get back to work.” Scott chuckled and nodded toward the room ahead of them. “Right through there.” She followed Kirk with Brad bringing up the rear. They looked around at the rather large exam room. It looked more like an emergency room than a doctor’s office. Scott crossed the large space and pulled out a gown and sheet. “Here you go. Change for him and have a seat up on the table. You can pull the sheet up over you if you’re cold.” Scott left them alone in the large room to get the doctor. “Need help, baby?” Kirk asked. “Yeah. I’m nervous for some reason.” She let them help her out of her clothes, but insisted on keeping her panties on. They didn’t argue with her. Brad picked her up and sat her on the table while Kirk covered her with the sheet. They spoke in whispers as Brad told her what he would like to do with her on the exam table. They were all laughing when Scott returned with an equally large man with dark hair and a friendly smile. “Well, hey there, Carmen. I have to tell you that I’m surprised to see you here.” “You didn’t have much faith in me, did you, Dr. Davis?” Carmen chastised him. “Call me Jeff. Everyone here does. Or you can just call me Doc if you feel more comfortable with that.”

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“Thanks, Doc.” “Okay, lay back for me and let me check you over. Then we’ll draw some blood to see if there is anything residual in your bloodstream.” Carmen endured the poking and prodding, but she was very glad to have her men there to hold her hand when they drew the blood. She hated needles with a passion. She had to close her eyes and let Kirk distract her with a kiss. Brad squeezed her hand and whispered naughty things in her ear. “Okay, that’s it. Why don’t you help her get dressed, guys, and I’ll be back in a few minutes. I want to look at the blood while you are here so I can at least give you a preliminary report.” “That sounds good to us, Doc,” Brad said. As soon as the other men were gone, Carmen let the tears fall that she’d held off on while they were around. It hadn’t really hurt that bad, but she hated being stuck. “Easy, baby. It’s all over with now,” Brad told her. “I know I’m being a baby, but I can’t help it. I don’t like to get my blood drawn, and I really don’t like shots.” “Good thing you didn’t know about Kirk giving you one when we found you.” “You gave me a shot?” Carmen turned to Kirk and growled at him. “Great going, Brad. Now she’s mad at me.” “Naw, she’ll get over it by the time we get back home,” Brad assured him. “I wouldn’t be so smug if I were you, Brad. You let him give me the shot.” It was Kirk’s turn to smile now. By the time they had her dressed and were tired of looking around the big room, Scott came back and led them to the doctor’s office. “Make yourselves comfortable. He’ll be right with you.” Scott closed the door behind him when he left.

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“Do you think he found something?” Carmen asked in a whisper. “Just that you’re a walking miracle, babe, but we already knew that.” Kirk poked her in the ribs. A few seconds later, the doctor walked in carrying a folder in his hands and sat down behind the desk. He looked through the folder again then sat it on the top of several others on his desk. “What is it?” Brad finally asked. “Everything about this planet is strange. I don’t know why I’m continually surprised by what I find.” He licked his bottom lip and blew out a breath. “You shouldn’t be alive, young lady. You still have a large amount of toxin in your bloodstream. I honestly don’t see how you are walking around with as much as you have inside.” “Is she still in danger?” Kirk immediately asked. “No. I don’t believe so. Her body has somehow adjusted to it and the stuff isn’t poisonous to her anymore. Saying that, I don’t want you to go out and grab some more of that thistle bush. I can’t promise fresh poison won’t still make you sick or even kill you.” “Don’t worry. I’m never going to pick flowers without gloves again.” “Besides, we burned all the thistle we could find in the area,” Brad admitted. “That was probably a good idea regardless,” Doc said. “Okay, more news. You have the same weird cell in your blood that most of the inhabitants here have. I’m figuring it is in the food and water here. It’s not bothering anyone, but it’s not something I’m pleased with, either. We are working on trying to figure out what it means and how it will affect everyone as time goes on. So far, we don’t have a clue.” “What about us? Do you need our blood?” Brad asked. “Speak for yourself, asshole.” Kirk frowned. Jeff chuckled and nodded his head. “I’d like a sample from each of you if you don’t mind.” “Fine, but you go first, Brad.”

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Carmen watched them take the lead. She was still worried about what all of the strange stuff in her body would mean for a baby. Would she be able to get pregnant, and what would it do to it? She was afraid to ask him in front of the men. She didn’t want to worry them. Besides, if they thought it could cause a problem, they might not make love to her anymore. Jeff called Scott in and the nurse led the men to the lab so he could draw their blood. The doctor kept Carmen in the office. “I can tell you wanted to talk without the men. Here’s your chance. What did you want to ask?”

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Chapter Twelve Carmen licked her lips, nervous now that she was alone with him. Finally, she looked at the door and blurted it out. “What does this mean for having a baby?” “You’re not pregnant, Carmen. You don’t have to worry about that right now.” “Will it stop me from getting pregnant, though?” “I honestly don’t know, Carmen. If it were just the strange cell that everyone else seems to have, I’d say unequivocally not, because there are others pregnant that have it. However, you have that toxin in your body, so I’m just not sure.” “What would happen if I did get pregnant? Will it harm the baby?” He sighed and leaned forward. “I don’t know. I wish I had the answers, but all of this is new to me and everyone working on it. We just don’t know yet.” “I’m scared, Doc. What happens if I can’t get pregnant? Will they send me back to Earth?” “No! Of course not. You’re going to be fine, Carmen. Don’t worry about it, and everything will work out like it is supposed to.” The door to the office opened and the men filed back in. Scott nodded at Jeff. She was glad she had been able to at least ask her questions without the men being able to hear how worried she was. “Well, if that’s everything, we promised the wife that we would let her do a little shopping.” Kirk took her by the hands and pulled her softly to her feet.

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“If you have any problems, call or come back, Carmen. I’m always here.” “Thanks, Doc. I appreciate it.” The men hurried her out of the office and then the building. They climbed up in the transport and Brad flew them farther into town. He parked outside a store that boasted all sorts of kitchen supplies. Brad dropped them off and went to see about getting a few more supplies for the as-yet-unfinished house. “I’m going to leave you and Kirk here to shop while I grab some more of those things we needed for the site.” “Good idea, Brad. I’ll take care of our wife.” Kirk unsnapped her harness and pulled it over her head. “Come on, baby. Let’s see what we can find for you.” “It’s just canning supplies, guys.” She rolled her eyes at them, but was secretly glad they were being so attentive. She felt a little delicate right then. She had too many thoughts rolling around in her head. Worries about babies and the garden and what the future would hold for them filled her brain to bursting. She needed this distraction. They walked into the store and a bell chimed, signaling they made their entrance. A clerk immediately walked out. She smiled when she saw them. “Hey! You must be new. I’ve never seen you here before.” She held out her hand. “I’m Nancy. My husbands and I run the store. What are you looking for?” “I’m Kirk, and this is my wife, Carmen. She needs some canning supplies. Do you have them here?” “We sure do.” She led them to the area of the store that was dedicated to canning and drying foods. “Wow, a dehydrator. I hadn’t even thought about that! We could dehydrate some of the fruits and even some meat to make beef jerky.” Carmen browsed around the area, looking at all the possibilities.

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They spent well over an hour in the store. She got the dehydrator and supplies as well as the canning supplies she’d originally come into the store for. Kirk carried all of it out to the transport, making two trips to get it all. He wouldn’t let her so much as lift the instruction book that came with the new toy she had gotten. “But I want to read about it on the way home,” she whined. “I’ll give it to you when we get in the transport to head home. Are you hungry?” he asked. “Hmm, I could eat.” “Let’s go find Brad and then get something. There are several possibilities here for a late lunch.” It took them nearly thirty minutes to find Brad and load up his things. By then, Carmen really was hungry. They chose a little café that had cold sandwiches and hot soups. Brad and Kirk discussed the purchases they had made with Carmen only halfway listening to them. She was thinking about what all she would try in the dehydrator. By four that afternoon, they were ready to leave. Kirk helped her in the transport then gave her the instruction and recipe booklets for the new gadget. She spent the ride home reading and thinking. She didn’t even look out the window at the passing landscape to see if she saw any more of those weird animals from earlier. When they got home, she was worn out and ready for a nap or bed, whichever came first. As it was, Kirk suggested she take a nap while they unloaded the transport. Carmen didn’t argue. She walked upstairs still holding the pamphlets for the new dehydrator in her hand. She climbed into bed after removing her boots and was asleep in seconds. **** Early the next morning, Carmen was up and had breakfast cooked for the men by the time they made it downstairs. “Something smells good, baby,” Brad said.

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“I can’t wait to get out to the garden. I hope there is something ready to pick by now.” “You just want to try out your new gadget is what you want to do,” Kirk admonished. “Well, I can’t help it. I’m excited.” They finished breakfast and helped her clean up before they headed out to work. “Now remember, if you need anything at all, you call us. How does that new holster fit you?” Brad had remembered to get her one to carry the gun. It worked even better than she thought it would. “I love it. I can reach it, but it doesn’t worry me that it will go off by accident.” “Stay safe, baby.” Kirk gave her a quick peck on the cheek and climbed into the transport. She waved them off before heading for the garden. She walked the rows first just to see how everything was doing. She found that the tomatoes had regained some of their stolen ground and had a couple of ripe ones on the vine for her to pick. She quickly got back to work and discarded the weeds before tying up the plants that needed it and picking the few ripe tomatoes. She would fix them sandwiches for dinner. They could have roast sandwiches with tomatoes. Carmen grinned and stretched. It was a little after noon by the sun’s location. She figured she better get something to eat and take a nap so she would be in good shape for the men that night. She expected them to make love to her. She was fine now. She had missed her men. It didn’t take her long to finish a tomato sandwich for her lunch and eat it. Then she lay down on the couch and took a quick nap. When she woke up an hour later, she felt good as new. In fact, she really hadn’t felt this well since before the sun had started messing up back on Earth. She shrugged and got to work on cooking a roast for dinner. She added currick to the roast with potatoes and carrots. Then she set it all

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in the oven to cook. She had picked some not-quite-ripe fruit to try her new dehydrator out. She was quite pleased with the results. Brad and Kirk were home before dark. She was so excited to see them that she almost forgot the roast in the oven. They swung her around and kissed her until she remembered. Then she hurried into the kitchen to take it out. She sat it on the stove and soon had the men sniffing over her shoulder as she opened the lid to check on the meat. “You both need to go upstairs and shower. You smell like you’ve been actually working somewhere,” she teased, closing the lid. “That smells wonderful. How long till it’s ready?” Brad asked. “Depends on how long it takes you two to shower and change.” She winked at Kirk. Kirk took the hint and raced for the stairs. Brad wasn’t far behind him. She laughed as she heard them fussing in the bedroom. It didn’t take her long to set the table and pour up the glasses. Still, she had everything on the table and ready to eat by the time the men made it downstairs dressed and pretty much dry. She giggled at the wet hair sticking up all over their heads. They needed haircuts. She would have to talk them into letting her give them a trim later. “What are you grinning at, wife?” Brad asked, pulling her into his arms for a kiss. “You both have wet hair. Did you even bother to dry off before dressing?” “The clothes dried us off just fine,” Kirk said with a straight face. She shook her head at him as they all took their seats. Dinner was a hit. They all thought the tomatoes were extra tasty since they had come from their garden. They each made a sandwich with a slice and commented on how good the roast tasted with it. “I also dried some fruit, but we can’t eat it. I just wanted to see how it worked. The fruit wasn’t ripe enough to eat yet. You can look at it, though. I kept it so you could see it.”

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“You’ve been busy today. Did you rest like we told you to?” Brad asked with a stern expression on his face. “Yes. I took a nap after I got finished with the garden. I feel fine.” She smiled and hoped they believed her. She wanted some tonight. They helped her tidy up the kitchen before heading to the living room where they cuddled up on the couch to talk. Brad told her that they were basically finished with the house. Greg and Steven had done most of the finishing work without them. They only had to do a few minor things over the next few days. Then they would be finished with it and ready to start on the next one. “Will you start right on it or will you take off a few days?” she asked, hoping they would take off. “Well, normally we would take off, but since we were off with you while you were sick, we’re going to take off one day and then go on back to start up the foundation while Steven and Greg take off to be with Janet some.” Brad tweaked her nose. “I guess that’s only fair. I’m sorry I messed things up for everyone.” “It wasn’t your fault, babe. Just like it wasn’t my fault I hurt my foot that time,” Kirk reminded her. “Still, you would have been able to take off and now you’re going to go right back to work.” They reassured her over and over again, then finally suggested it was time to go back upstairs. Carmen was more than ready for that. She had all sorts of plans in her head to get what she wanted. As soon as they were in the bedroom, Carmen wrapped her hands around Brad’s waist and hugged him. “What is that for?” he asked with a gleam in his eye. “Oh, just wanted a hug. Do you need help with your clothes?” “Uh-huh, maybe. What’s in it for me?” “Me, if you play your cards right.” “I thought I already had you.” “Yeah, well, you’ll get more of me.” She grinned up at him.

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“What about me over here?” Kirk asked with a pout. “I’ll take care of you, too.” She blew a kiss at him. He walked up behind her and squeezed her shoulders before rubbing his obviously swollen cock up the crack of her ass. He nipped at her earlobe and whispered in her ear how much he wanted to taste her sweet pussy. “I’m ready for you guys anytime you are.” She slipped from between them and began to undress with a flourish. They slowly peeled off their clothes, watching her shimmy out of hers. By the time they were all naked, both men had dicks so hard they could break ice. She was so wet her thighs were dripping in her juices. “I can smell you from here, baby. Lay down for me.” Kirk backed her over toward the bed then laughed when she hit the mattress with the back of her knees and sat down. Carmen was so excited she thought she might hyperventilate. She scooted up in the bed some and spread her legs for Kirk. He knelt on the bed and just stared at her glistening pussy for several seconds. It made her nervous and she started to close her legs, but Brad grabbed her thighs and pulled them apart. “Don’t close your legs, Carmen. Your husbands want to look at what’s theirs to play with.” “Brad?” Kirk looked up at his buddy with a question in his eyes. “It’s okay, Kirk. I know I belong to you two.” “That’s a good girl.” Brad ran his hand over her hair. When she smiled at him, he rubbed his bobbing cock against her lips. “Open wide for me, baby. I want you to suck my cock for me. Nice and slow.” Carmen couldn’t wait to get him in her mouth. She opened wide and let him shove his dick into her mouth where she could lick and suck on the cockhead. His salty taste exploded on her tongue. She hummed her approval and began to lick across the slit that held a

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pearly drop of pre-cum. He hissed out a breath when she did. The sound thrilled her. She licked around the corona, stopping to nip underneath at the sensitive spot she found. “Fuck yeah, baby. Just like that.” Kirk spread her pussy lips and licked down her slit. Then he licked back up again. His tongue lapped at her cream as if it were the sweetest of confections. She could hear him moaning between her legs. It felt so damn good. She wanted to enjoy it, but she also wanted to enjoy the delectable treat she had in her mouth right then. When Brad began to slowly fuck in and out of her mouth, she knew he was getting into the feel of her mouth on him. She sucked hard on his cockhead before swallowing him down to the back of her throat. When she had him as deep as she could without choking, she swallowed around him. “Hell yeah! Aw, fuck, that feels so good. Do it again, baby.” She took him to the back of her throat, then relaxed and let him slide a little deeper before swallowing around him. He immediately cursed and jerked to his toes. She loved having that sort of control over him. Then Kirk was taking away her control by adding a finger to her cunt. He ran it around and around inside of her until he found her hot spot and began stroking it as he licked and sucked at her pussy lips. “I could lap at your cunt all day long, baby. You taste like liquid heat, spicy and tangy. You go straight to my head.” He punctuated it with a second finger that rasped over her G-spot before settling in to press there as he licked over her clit. God, it felt so good! She was going to come soon. Not before she had Brad shooting his cum down her throat, though. She redoubled her efforts at making Brad come. She bobbed her head faster and faster as she sucked on his hard cock. The more she sucked and licked, the tighter his balls got in her hand. She tried rolling them, but they were so close to his body she couldn’t move them. What would it take to set him off?

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She backed off his cock and carefully sucked on just the head, using her teeth to rake lightly over the stalk. Then she took him to the back of her throat and swallowed around him repeatedly. He shouted out and emptied his cum down her throat. Carmen fought to take it all and lick him clean when he was finished. “Fuck, baby. That was perfect.” “Make me come, Kirk! I need to come!” She was desperate now. Her body was on overload and fire burned in her clit. “Demanding little thing, aren’t you, baby.” Kirk drew back and blew cool air over her pussy lips. “Maybe I should make you wait to come until after you suck my cock dry.”

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Chapter Thirteen Carmen struggled not to scream at him. She needed to come so badly she thought she would go crazy if he made her wait. She reached up and began to play with her nipples, twisting and pinching them. Brad slapped at her hands and pulled them over her head. “Naughty girl. You don’t get to play with yourself unless I say you can. Just for that, you get four licks with my hand later.” “I’m sorry. Please let me come. I’m so close.” She knew she was begging, but she couldn’t help it. She needed to come. It was just out of her reach. Kirk lapped at her pussy while he pierced her with his fingers over and over. She ached, needing to climax. She tilted her pelvis in an effort to manipulate him over her clit with his tongue, but he deftly moved out of the way. “Our little wife is trying to make me get her to come,” Kirk said. “Naughty, naughty. That earned you four more swats on that sweet ass of yours.” “Please! Please, please let me come!” Kirk looked up at Brad, who was still holding her hands above her head. She could see them talking to each other with their eyes. She tried not to whimper, but need rose hard inside of her as he got a little closer to her clit that time. Suddenly Kirk lapped over her clit and pressed down on her Gspot at the same time. The more he pressed with his fingers, the higher she rose, as if on the wings of angels. She couldn’t see or feel

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anything as he sucked her clit between his teeth and applied enough suction that she went through the roof. She felt her body explode and wasn’t sure if she would ever be the same again. Then before she had even settled down, Kirk was inside of her, pumping his hard cock deep into her cunt. He had to push past her spasming walls to fully seat himself inside of her. Then he began to move. He started out slow, but soon picked up speed. Then he was tunneling in and out of her hot cunt so fast she couldn’t breathe. She was dimly aware of Brad stroking his stiffening cock as Kirk stroked in and out of her body with his thick dick. She didn’t think she would ever be able to catch her breath again. Before she realized it, though, another orgasm ripped through her. She felt as if her ears were stopped up as she keened in response to the suddenness of it. Then Kirk was pumping harder inside of her as he emptied his cum deep in her cunt. He hollered out her name before collapsing on top of her. Brad chuckled then pushed Kirk off of her. “My turn, baby. Turn over for me. I owe you a spanking for misbehaving.” Carmen whimpered but slowly turned over until she was on her stomach. “Get up on your hands and knees.” He popped her thigh. She eased up until her ass was in the air and she had her head on the mattress next to Kirk’s waist. He laid a hand across her back and patted her head. Brad rubbed her derriere with his hand then tapped it hard enough to bring tears to her eyes. He added two more to the other side. She moaned as the fourth one changed from heated pain to burning pleasure. The next two had her backing up for the seventh and eighth ones. She whimpered when he rubbed her heated ass with his hands instead of delivering more of the burning pats she found she enjoyed. “Fuck, that is so hot. Your ass is the prettiest shade of pink, and so warm to the touch.” Brad ran his hands over her ass.

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Carmen wanted to beg for more, but didn’t want Kirk to know how much she had enjoyed them. He might not understand. Then, from the way he was rubbing her hair, maybe he did. “Carmen, baby. You’re all nice and wet for me, aren’t you? Your pussy is soaked with your juices. Did you like that, baby?” “Yes.” “Good girl. I’m going to fuck you now, baby. I’m going to fill your hot cunt with my cock. Are you ready for me?” “Please, Brad. Please fuck me.” She sounded so pitiful, but she couldn’t help it. Brad ran his cock up and down her slit, thick with her cream. She waited for him to inch his way into her like he always did. When he pushed a little way inside her, she tried to back up to him to encourage him to go deeper, but he pulled out instead. “I’m in charge, Carmen. Not you. Understand?” “Yes, Brad. I’m sorry. I just need you so badly.” He suddenly rammed his cock deep into her cunt, causing her to scream. She smiled as his cock burrowed deep inside her pussy. Yes! It felt so freaking good. She didn’t know if she would last long enough to enjoy the heavy-handed way he took charge. Then Kirk was there pinching and pulling on her nipples as well, and her arousal tripled in size. She moaned when he tugged on one while sucking on the other. He flattened the poor nub against the roof of his mouth, and then nipped at it with his teeth. She was going to come from that alone if they didn’t back off some. God, she wanted it to last. “Too much! Please, it’s too much.” She thrashed her head from side to side. “No, baby. It’s not enough, but we can’t both take you tonight. You’re just too tired. Relax and let it take you, Carmen.” Brad’s raspy voice tugged at her heart. 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,

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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.

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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,

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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

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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

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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

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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.

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“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.”

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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. “Yes!” Brad hissed out. “So fucking tight.” He rubbed her ass cheeks then slapped them each twice before rubbing them again. The pleasure of him spanking her had her squeezing down on his and Kirk’s dicks. Kirk groaned and shifted his hips, causing his cock to rub inside of her. She moaned and pushed back even harder in an attempt to take all of Brad’s cock so they could fuck her. She was beyond pain now. All she felt was pleasure and need. She needed them to fill her. She needed them to fuck her hard and fast. “Careful, baby. I don’t want to hurt you. Get used to me being inside you.” “I can’t wait. I need you to fuck me, Brad. Kirk, please.” She tried to move back and forth between them, but they were holding on to her too tightly. “We’ve got you, babe.” Kirk wrapped his hands around her hips and began pulling out as Brad pushed in. They shifted her back and forth between them until the rhythm was all that registered outside of the unbelievable pleasure they were giving her. One of them was always inside of her. She was never left

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empty of cock. Her body felt foreign to her as they eased their cocks in and out of her. “Please, more. I need more.” They were moving so slowly. “Baby, we don’t want to hurt you. You’re so small, so tight.” Brad’s voice was strained. “I’m not a glass doll. Fuck me!” She nearly screamed out the words. They immediately began tunneling in and out of her in a much faster rhythm. She groaned at the way her skin felt so tight on her body, sensitive to the touch. She could feel even the air currents slide across the sweat covering her now. Nerve endings lit up inside her ass, adding to the already-sensitive ones in her pussy. She was going to explode soon, and she knew it would kill her. “Fuck, she’s rippling around me,” Kirk said. “She’s going to come, Brad. I can’t hold on, man. Not when she’s squeezing my dick like she is.” Carmen lost her breath as her climax stole over her in a blinding cloud of sensation. She clamped down on the two cocks in her body and heard them call out as they lost their concentration and shot cum deep inside of her. She heard someone scream and realized it was her. She collapsed on top of Kirk and felt Brad cover her back as he held still deep inside of her ass. “Fuck! I’ve never come that hard before.” Brad seemed to be struggling to breathe. “Not going to argue there.” Kirk was in the same shape. “Carmen. Baby. You okay?” Brad slowly pulled out of her nowtender ass. “Tired.” She couldn’t manage much else. The men chuckled and rolled her to the side. Kirk slipped out of her pussy and curled up around her. “I’ll be right back.” Brad walked to the bathroom but was only gone a few seconds.

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“I could sleep for a week.” Carmen yawned. “Let me clean you up some, baby, and you can get a start on that.” Brad cleaned her up with a warm, wet cloth before climbing back in bed with her. Carmen snuggled between her two men and thanked God that she had them. They treated her like a queen and were hard workers. She closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep. **** Carmen was up and dressed cooking breakfast when the men got up the next morning. Brad poured coffee for him and Kirk then wrapped an arm around Carmen as she poured batter into the pan for pancakes. “Morning, baby. How are you this morning?” “Good. How did you sleep?” “Like a brick. Finishing a house always feels good.” “Oh, you!” She laughed and popped him on the shoulder. “Well, good sex does that, too.” Brad laughed. Carmen flipped the pancakes then slid them off on the platter for the men. “There, that’s the last of them. Dig in, guys, before they get cold.” The next twenty minutes were spent in relative silence except for the obvious sounds of eating. Carmen couldn’t seem to get her mouth to open to take a bite of hers. She sipped at a glass of water, but couldn’t stomach the idea of food. What was wrong with her? She hadn’t been able to eat much of anything the last few days. She cut a tiny piece of the pancake off and shoved it in her mouth. Immediately she jumped up and ran for the garbage can. Her stomach rolled and rebelled at the little piece of food. “Baby? What’s wrong?” Kirk held her hair back as she retched in the garbage can. “I guess I’ve gotten a virus.” She shivered.

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Brad handed her a wet cloth to wash her face. “I think it’s more than that,” Kirk said. “What could it be?” Carmen asked in a weak voice. “Baby, I think you’re pregnant.” “Aw, hell.” Brad chuckled. “That’s probably right. No wonder you haven’t been eating much.” “Really? You really think I am?” Carmen already felt better just thinking about it. Brad and Kirk both wrapped their arms around her. “Honey. I’m almost a hundred percent sure, but we’ll go see the doc to be sure. Plus, you need to be on vitamins,” Brad said. “Ugh, I don’t think I can stand the idea of taking them. I can’t stomach the idea of food as it is.” Carmen shivered again. “Let’s clean up the kitchen and load up to go to the city.” Kirk headed for the table. “I’m going upstairs to clean up. I’ll be back down in a few minutes.” Carmen left the men to tend to the food and dishes while she changed tops and brushed her teeth. Brushing her teeth proved to be an ordeal. The toothpaste made her stomach rebel. She finally managed to rinse her mouth enough that she felt clean and hurried downstairs. “I just talked to Steven on the radio. They’re going to town to the doc, too. Seems Janet has been sick as well. Looks like you two are both pregnant.” Brad laughed at her obvious excitement. She jumped up and down until Kirk put a stop to it. “You don’t need to be jumping around, baby. It can’t be good for you or the baby.” “It won’t hurt either of us. I’m so excited. Janet and I will have our babies at the same time. They’ll grow up together and be friends.” “Looks like she has it all figured out, Brad.” “It’s going to be an interesting winter. That is for damn sure.”

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“I bet I’m due in June sometime. That means I can get the garden started. You guys are going to have to help me with the harvest, though. I’ll have the baby to deal with.” “Don’t worry about any of that right now, baby. We’ve got a long time to deal with that. Right now all you need to think about is getting plenty of rest and eating right.” Brad rubbed her back with one hand. “A baby.” Kirk shook his head. “What?” Carmen asked. “I just can’t imagine being a daddy. Gonna take some getting used to, is all.” “You’ll both make great dads,” Carmen assured them. The men looked at each other and chuckled. Carmen smiled to herself as the men discussed making their new addition their little helper. She didn’t bother to remind them that it might be a girl. Besides, a girl could be a carpenter’s helper just like a little boy could. With that thought, she hugged her men and whispered that she thought she might like a nap before heading to town. Brad’s eyes grew heavy with desire as he stared into hers, and Kirk was already halfway up the stairs.

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR Marla Monroe lives in the southern part of the United States. She writes sexy romance from the heart and often puts a twist of suspense in her books. She is a nurse and works in a busy hospital, but finds plenty of time to follow her two passions, reading and writing. You can find her in a bookstore or a library at any given time. Marla would love for you to visit her at her blog at themarlamonroe.blogspot.com and leave a comment. Or you can reach her at her by email at [email protected].

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