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

was no holding still with Steven pumping her pussy with his dick, but she would give it her best shot. She relaxed her jaw and let Greg fuck her as he held her hair in his fingers. His nails scraped at her scalp before tugging against the roots. She hummed her approval.
    Steven set a fast pace as he got into a steady rhythm of stroking himself in and out of her pussy. Neither man seemed to want to drag it out. She could appreciate that and worked hard at remaining relaxed for them. The dual penetration of her mouth and her pussy all at the same time had her pussy dripping and her nipples hard and aching. Sparks danced around her cervix as Steven kissed it several times with his hard cock.
    “Baby, play with yourself for us. We want you to come. Make yourself come.” Greg’s voice was harsh as he seemed to be getting close to climaxing.
    Janet didn’t have to be told twice. She reached between her legs and began to circle her clit with one finger. She teased it with her finger then reached back up to pinch at her nipples. Back and forth, she alternated between pleasuring her clit and teasing her breasts. She could tell that Greg was close because he was losing the rhythm he’d set. Steven wasn’t that far behind him.
    She knew with Steven that all it would take was for her to come and he’d follow right afterward from the pressure of her pulsing cunt. Greg needed a little shove to send him over first. She waited until he was on his way back down her throat, then she raked her nails lightly across his balls and squeezed them.
    “Fuck! Oh, hell, yeah!”
    Streams of cum coated her mouth and throat as he climaxed. She sucked and licked until she had managed to swallow every drop. He pulled from her mouth and collapsed against the headboard before he reached out and squeezed her nipple.
    With his attention now on her breasts, Janet concentrated on her clit. When the burn in her cunt had grown hot enough and the sparks at her clit sharp enough, she pinched the little nubbin at the same time that Greg twisted her nipple. She exploded, clamping down on Steven’s cock at the same time.
    “Yes!” He shouted out her name and filled her burning womb with his cum.
    They all fell back to the bed in a haphazard heap of panting bodies with Janet caught between the two men.
    “Move, you guys, I need up.” She shifted from beneath them and made a quick trip to the bathroom to clean up.
    When she returned, they were hugging their sides of the bed waiting for her to slide in between them.
    Greg spooned her from behind and kissed her shoulder while Steven backed up to her and pulled her arm across his waist. He kissed the back of her hand and squeezed it.
    Between the two of them, they had worn her out. She was going to need more rest if they planned to have sex two or three times a day. With an amused smile, she quickly fell asleep.

Chapter Eight
     
    By ten the next morning, they were ready to plant. The deep red soil had been thoroughly plowed and was now rowed up and ready for the seed. This part was Janet’s job. She quickly set up her work area so that the seeds were lined up with the rows she planned to sow them in. Her only problem seemed to be the men. They insisted they wanted to help.
    “I really don’t need any help with this part. It’s just a matter of dropping the seeds and covering them up.”
    “At least let us cover them for you. We’ll go behind you and do that part.” Greg seemed to be the ring leader of everything.
    “But I can do it all myself. You’ve already done the hardest parts. Let me do my part now.”
    “Love, let us help. We won’t be around to help you later when you really need it,” Steven added his thoughts to the mix.
    “Fine. Just don’t put too much dirt and press it down lightly. Don’t press it hard.”
    “We’ll be careful,” Greg said.
    They followed her up and down the rows, covering the seeds and tamping down the soil over them. She stopped frequently to assess their work