Free Their Independent Bride [The Men of Space Station One #6] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Marla Monroe

grinning about over there?” Steven asked her.
    “Nothing. I’m just anxious to see Carmen again. It’s a shame we live so far apart.”
    “I suppose you can talk to each other over the radios occasionally, and when you’re not busy with the garden, you could visit with her all day while we are at work.” Greg seemed to be thinking hard on how to accommodate her wanting to visit with Carmen more.
    “That would be wonderful. I would enjoy that.”
    “Let’s get ready for bed. Morning will be here before you know it.” Steven stood up and stretched before pulling Janet out of Greg’s lap and carrying her up the stairs.
    Janet began undressing as soon as Steven let her slide to the floor in the bedroom. Since everyone had already had a shower, she grabbed the bathroom before they did and hurried through her nightly ritual so they could have it. Then she climbed in the bed under the covers and waited on them. She hoped they hurried since the sheets were a little on the cool side.
    Greg slid into bed next to her and pulled her into his arms as soon as he was settled.
    “Hmm, you smell delicious. I think I might want a second helping of you, baby.”
    “Are you always this horny?”
    “Just around you. You bring out the worst in me.”
    “You can say that again.” She rolled over in his arms and stared up at him.
    “Kiss me, Janet. I want to feel your lips on mine.”
    She reached up and pulled his head down to her so that she could reach him and then pressed her lips to his. When he didn’t immediately open, she nipped at his lower lip. He growled at her but opened his mouth. She licked along his lips then around the inside. His tongue reached out to trace hers as she sucked on it. He couldn’t resist taking over the kiss. She had known he would.
    When he pulled back a few seconds later, Steven had joined them in the bed. The other man lay on his side watching them with a smile on his face.
    “What are you grinning about?” she asked.
    “Just thinking about that sweet pussy of yours. I plan to bury my cock in it just as soon as Greg finishes playing around with you.”
    “On your hands and knees, baby. Let Steven have your pussy while I fuck this naughty mouth of yours.”
    “Yummy.”
    She quickly turned over so that Steven had easy access to her cunt. Then she leaned forward and licked Greg’s engorged cock like an all-day sucker. She lapped at the length of him before curling the tip of her tongue under the mushroom cap to rim around it until he groaned.
    Janet smiled when a pearly drop of cum formed in the slit on top of his dick. She ran her tongue across it, making Greg hiss when she did. To hide her smile, she sucked his cockhead into her mouth and swirled her tongue around it until he was pumping his hips in the same rhythm.
    She had all but forgotten Steven behind her until he licked her pussy slit in one long lap. She groaned around Greg’s cock. The raspy vibration seemed to feel good to him. He cursed and began digging his hands in her hair. She loved the feel of hands in her hair. She especially liked it when they tugged on it as Greg was beginning to do now.
    “I’m going to fuck this wet pussy, love. It’s all juicy and waiting on me. Watch your teeth on Greg while I get inside of you.”
    Steven began to push against her slit, spreading her pussy lips wide as he tunneled his way inside of her. She drew off of Greg as he began to pump in and out in short, quick jabs in an effort to seat himself inside of her. The harder he thrust, the more she scooted toward Greg.
    She licked and nibbled along Greg’s shaft while Steven pressed deeper inside her cunt. When he was finally all the way inside, his balls slapping at her clit, she took Greg’s cock back into her mouth and swallowed him as far as she could take him without gagging.
    “There you go, baby. Just like that.” Greg groaned when she swallowed again. “Hold still and let me fuck that pretty mouth, baby.”
    Janet figured there