Monroe, Marla - Their Border Lands Temptress [Men of the Border Lands 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (11 page)

As soon as she was down on the floor, she threw herself in Garrett’s arms. He hugged and kissed her and told her everything was fine now. Brice had to swallow down his jealousy that she’d run to Garrett. He wasn’t going to be around. This is the very reason he was getting ready to leave.

They walked into the house, shivering in the cold. Brice gathered wood and began setting the fire ablaze. Soon the room was toasty once again. They settled on the couch, with Garrett cuddling Ronnie. Brice provided warmth on the other side of her, but nothing more.

“After you left, I milked the cow and gathered the eggs. I was bringing in wood for the fire, when a man drove up in a truck and asked where my men were. I told him you were gone to scavenge and would be back soon. He looked at me and said, ‘You don’t really have a man, do you?’ I was scared enough I didn’t know what to do,” she said.

“What did you do?” Garrett asked.

“I told him to get lost before you got home. He pushed his way inside and chased me out the back door. I ran, but couldn’t do much on with my ankle, and he caught me. He dragged me back to his truck and tried to get me in it. I bit him, and he hit me, but not very hard. I managed to kick him in the nuts. He rolled around on the ground, and I kicked him in the head. It knocked him out.”

“What did you do with him?” Brice asked.

“Nothing. I ran and got the gun and hid. I heard the truck start up sometime later and leave. I was too scared to come out, though. I didn’t think you would ever get back.”

“I’m sorry, Ronnie. I should have known better than to leave you like that. One of us should have stayed with you. Or better yet, you could have gone with us,” Brice told her.

“I couldn’t have left the cow and chickens untended to, and you all needed to leave early.” She continued to hang on to Garrett.

Brice had to stamp down the angry, jealous man he didn’t know was inside of him.

“Well, you’re going to have to go with him when he goes looking for supplies in the future. You can’t stay by yourself anymore.” Brice didn’t budge on this. She needed two men. One to scavenge, and one to watch out for her.

“Garrett, we can work it out later. What did you get this time? Do we need to unload it so no one gets it?” she asked.

“Yeah, we can leave the stuff in Garrett’s SUV and unload the stuff out of the back of my truck.” Brice walked through the house to the half bath downstairs. “I’ll meet you outside.”

Brice closed the door to the half bath and leaned against it after locking it. He felt as close to crying as he’d felt since the year of catastrophes five years earlier. He’d almost lost Ronnie by insisting they go to Sky Line, knowing she’d already had trouble with men around the house. He’d been so ready to get back on the road, he’d totally disregarded her safety. He didn’t deserve a woman like her. If he couldn’t take care of her, he shouldn’t be allowed to hold her.

It was time for him to move on before he endangered her again somehow. He’d help them unload and put everything away the next day, and then leave the following day at dawn. Tonight, he would hold Ronnie in his arms so he had something to remember and keep him warm on the coming cold nights. Even though he knew he didn’t deserve to hold her, he needed it to know that she was okay and still there. Garrett would never have forgiven him if something had happened to her.

Chapter Nine

They worked all day on unloading and putting away all the groceries and supplies they’d managed to find. Although she assured them she loved her new clothes, she was totally embarrassed by the underwear. It was frilly, and not something she was used to wearing. She was glad that Garrett had known what sizes she needed. The good thing about her size was that not a lot of people wore what she wore.

She had just put away the last of the clothing when Garrett walked upstairs and wrapped his beefy arms around her from behind.

“How are you doing, baby?”

“Fine. Have everything put away now.”

“You’re going to have to model some of that underwear for me sometime.”

She felt her face heat up. “Maybe. Maybe not.”

“Oh, you’ll do it all right.” He laughed. “I’ll make sure of it. I’ll throw all your old underwear away.”

“You wouldn’t dare.” She glared at him.

“Oh, I would too.”

“What are you two arguing about?” Brice asked as he walked into the room.

“Nothing,” they both said together.

“For some reason I don’t believe you, but I don’t guess it’s any of my business.” Brice walked into the bathroom and closed the door.

Ronnie and Garrett exchanged glances. Neither one of them wanted Brice to leave, but they couldn’t make him stay. Neither did they want him to stay out of guilt. Ronnie was afraid he would try to do that.

Brice emerged from the bathroom in a towel and said it was cold, if they wanted to risk it.

“I’d take a warm bath tomorrow if I were you. You can heat up the water. I probably would have done the same thing, but I was already in it by the time I realized it wasn’t getting any warmer.”

They all three climbed into bed, with Ronnie and Garrett snuggling together. Ronnie reached back to draw Brice into it. He seemed to hesitate then joined them.

* * * *

Brice wrapped his arms around her from behind and buried his nose against her neck. He loved the smell of her sweet skin.

Garrett rolled her over so that they both could reach her plump breasts. Brice sucked in a nipple and toyed with the nipple using his tongue. He reached between her legs and found her already wet.

“Her pussy is already wet with her juices, Garrett. She’s begging for you to fuck her.”

Garrett grinned and eased down the bed to taste her. Brice took over her other breast with his fingers. He molded it to his hand before concentrating on the nipple.

Without looking down, he knew Garrett was sucking on her hot cunt by the moans and whimpers coming from Ronnie’s mouth. He sucked on her nipple, flattening it against the roof of his mouth. Then he nibbled on it until she grasped his head and held it still while she crammed her breast into his mouth.

“She’s close, Brice. I want to be inside her when she comes,” Garrett stood up next to the bed. “Baby, roll over and let me fuck you from behind. You can suck on Brice’s cock like that.”

“Yes, please. I’m so close. Don’t make me wait.” She quickly pulled from Brice’s arms and rolled over to position her wet pussy so that Garrett could get to it.

Brice looked down the length of her back at her rounded ass and had to swallow down a groan. He wanted her so badly right then, he almost shoved Garrett aside. Instead, he knelt on the bed so that she had easy access to his throbbing cock.

When she began licking it, he tangled his fingers in her hair. He wanted to hold her head while she swallowed his dick. He wouldn’t though. He didn’t have the right to direct her loving. He was the outsider now. But for this one night, he was going to enjoy her sweet mouth.

She licked his balls then licked around the underside of his cockhead before licking the slit to retrieve the drop of pre-cum that had formed there. Then she swallowed his cock down as far as she could. On the way back up, she used her teeth lightly along the stalk.

He suppressed a moan when she began nibbling around the underside of his dick. She already knew his sensitive spots and exploited them without mercy.

The sight of her swallowing his cock with her lips stretched tight around it had his balls burning with his cum. He wouldn’t last long. She grasped his dick around the base and began to take him deeper than ever before.

“Baby, I’m about to come. Swallow it all, Ronnie. Swallow it all.”

He erupted down her throat. The force of it had him up on his toes as he throbbed in her mouth. When she had swallowed it all, she licked him until her own orgasm had her screaming.

That night, Brice shared in holding her while she slept. He lay there a long time just listening to her breath before he finally fell asleep.

* * * *

The next morning, Brice was gone. He’d left a note on the kitchen counter. He thanked them for being so good to him, but he needed to get on the road before the snow hit. He’d stop by when he was in the area. Reading between the lines, Ronnie knew he wouldn’t do it. He was gone for good.

She wept off and on the rest of the day. Garrett hung around the house with her, trying to keep her mood lighter. Still, he was hurting, too. Brice hadn’t even said a proper good-bye. Ronnie almost hated him for doing that to Garrett. She figured it was her fault and felt guilty.

“How about some deer meat for supper tonight? We can cook it with gravy and eat it with biscuits.”

“Sounds good to me. You’ll have to bring some up for me,” Ronnie said.

She went out to milk the cow and feed the chickens before settling inside for the night. She couldn’t help remembering how much Brice complained about milking the cow. He said it was like squeezing blood out of a turnip. She couldn’t help but smile at that.

* * * *

Several weeks passed, and the snows came with a vengeance. They worked hard to keep the paths shoveled to the barn, the chickens and the pasture. They spent the rest of the day camped out in front of the fireplace.

Garrett teased her ear with his tongue and then sucked it in to his warm mouth. Ronnie giggled at the ticklish feelings he elicited when he played with her ears and her neck. He knew it turned her on, and she was obviously in a playful mood. He nibbled her jaw, then took her mouth in a deep kiss. His tongue sparred with hers before sucking hers deep into his mouth. He explored the roof of hers until they broke apart, breathless and laughing.

“I want you, Ronnie. I want to fuck you deep and hard. Can you handle that?”

“Oh, I can handle anything you give me.”

“On your hands and knees.”

Ronnie laughed and pulled off her jeans. They’d already pulled their boots off when they came in the house. She slipped out of her panties, the frilly ones, and got on her hands and knees in front of the fire.

Garrett tested her readiness with his fingers. He fucked her with them until he was satisfied she was wet enough to handle him. He lined his dick up with her slit and pushed in until he met resistance. Then he pulled out and shoved it in further. Finally, on the third try, he managed to lodge himself all the way against her cervix. He held still to let her adjust to him. After a few seconds, he began tunneling in and out of her, over and over. She moaned, knowing it turned him on for her to do it. It turned her on to hear him grunting as he fucked her hard and deep. Each time he bumped her cervix, she squeezed him with her cunt muscles. It had just an edge of pain to it that burned her up inside.

In this position, he was able to reach around and play with her breasts and her clit. Occasionally, he’d spank her as he grew closer to his climax. It soon had her in tears, but pushing back hard against him. She liked the bite of pain with the heat and thrill of her climax. He always made sure she climaxed.

This time, he gathered some of her juices creaming down her leg and rubbed them in her back hole. She stiffened, and he immediately stopped to assure her it was okay.

“Push back against my thumb, baby. I promise it will feel so good once I’m inside you.”

She swallowed around the lump in her throat and pushed back as he pushed inward. It popped through the ring of resistance, and he let her get used to his thumb being inside her before he began to pull out and push back in, in time with his thrusting his cock inside of her cunt. Nerve endings woke inside her that she’d never known existed before now. She began to thrust back against him as he tunneled in and out of her.

The slight burn turned into something altogether different. She trembled at the intensity of her orgasm rolling her way. She slammed back as he pushed forward. He reached around her and fingered her clit, sending her spiraling into her climax. She called out his name, clamping down on his dick. Then she felt his cum pouring into her, and she went off again in tiny sparks.