Monroe, Marla - The Ranchers Take a Wife [Men of Space Station One #1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (5 page)

“Through here is the eat-in kitchen. We got all the best appliances we could that would work here. For some reason, microwaves don’t work, so there isn’t one of those.”

She marveled at the granite countertops and the beautiful wood cabinets. It was indeed a well-thought-out kitchen. She could easily see herself cooking in it.

He then led her to a mudroom and laundry area. It was large enough for a washer, dryer, and utility sink. There was also room for the men to strip down after a hard day’s work and toss their dirty clothes in the washer right there.

“It’s all so nice. You really worked hard on this house.” She was impressed.

“Wait till you see the bedrooms,” Phillip said.

He led her upstairs and showed her the three bedrooms there. There were two bathrooms, one that was shared between two rooms. They were obviously the rooms the men slept in. The last bedroom had its own bathroom. She wondered which bedroom would be the one they shared.

She followed Phillip to the other side of the hall. He opened double doors to the largest bedroom in the house. This was the master bedroom, she realized. There was a huge bed that took up one side of the room and a small sitting area on the other side. He showed her the closets and she noticed her suitcases were sitting next to them. Cam must have brought them in while they’d been upstairs.

The master bath blew her away. It was beyond luxurious, as far as she was concerned. It could be described as decadent. She loved it. She could already imagine soaking in the tub. Fatigue caught up with her then, and she yawned.

“You’re tired. Why don’t you take a bath and then a nap? I’m cooking supper tonight. It will be around seven so you have plenty of time for a nice soak and a short nap,” he assured her.

“Are you sure? I don’t want to hold anything up.”

“You won’t be. Cam has to finish up the chores since I’m cooking. It will be nearly dark before he’ll come in, and then he has to take a shower before supper.”

“A bath sounds absolutely wonderful right now. Thanks.”

“Do you want me to run it for you while you search through your things for what you need?”

“Oh, thanks, but I can handle it. I really appreciate it, though.” She felt her face heat up at the idea of him running her bath.

“You’re pretty when you blush.” He walked over to her and cupped her cheek in his hand. “I’m going to kiss you. I can’t wait.”

She smiled, then when his lips touched hers, she froze. He’d kissed Rachel. She tried to put it out of her mind, but it wouldn’t stay. As a result, she didn’t respond like she should have. He drew back with a question in his eyes, but he didn’t say anything.

“I’ll wake you up when it’s time to get ready to eat.” Then he walked out and closed the double doors behind him.

Lacy felt ashamed of herself. She couldn’t hold it against them like this. She hadn’t claimed them then, and they had the right to court anyone they chose.

She tried to put it behind her and ran her bathwater. She added some of her favorite bath salts. Stripping out of her dress, she hung it up in the closet and finished undressing before slipping into the warm water. It felt divine. Tension seeped from her muscles, and the bath salts relaxed her all over. Soon she was floating on a comfortable cloud.

Once the water began to cool off, she sighed and climbed out of the tub and dried off. She slept in a giant T-shirt and underwear. She yawned and decided she still had time for a nap even after having taken such a long bath. She climbed up on the tall bed and curled up on top of the covers. She soon drifted off asleep.

* * * *

Cam returned from checking all the fields covered in mud. He stripped in the mudroom and dropped his clothes into the washer, added soap, and turned it on. He could smell the food cooking and walked nude into the kitchen.

“Something smells good.”

“Brisket and sautéed vegetables. Should be ready by the time you get out of the shower. Why don’t you wake Lacy up when you finish?” he suggested.

“Okay. I’ll bring her in after I’m done.”

He walked into the master bedroom and saw her curled up on the bed in a T-shirt three sizes too large. She looked so sweet lying curled up there. He looked down where his cock had come to a far different conclusion. It was standing up and taking notice as well. With a sigh, he headed to the shower and walked in as soon as the water warmed up to the right temperature. He scrubbed off the mud and washed his hair as well. He wanted to make a good impression at supper.

When he finished drying his hair, he walked out of the bathroom totally nude to a startled Lacy. She was standing nude as well in the act of pulling on clothes.

“Oh, my God! I–I was just getting dressed for supper.” She held her T-shirt in front of her.

“So am I. I think we’re going to be seeing a lot of each other without our clothes on. You might as well drop the T-shirt,” he told her.

He watched her face turn a faint shade of pink as she slowly lowered the shirt. She had dusky pink nipples that were perfect for his large hands. He ached to test that theory right then but knew it wasn’t time. She had softly rounded belly and a plump ass he would dearly love to sink his dick into. His cock jutted out ahead of him, and he watched her eyes dilate at the sight of it.

Cam knew he was large, but he wasn’t too large by any means. He would be able to take her tight ass, he was sure. She swallowed hard as if knowing where his thoughts lay. He smiled in hopes of relaxing her, but no such luck. She jerked on her underwear and then her jeans. She started to put on a bra, but he pulled it from her hands.

“There’s no need for that contraption. Not tonight.”

She just nodded and slipped into the blouse she’d gotten out. It looked wonderful on her without the bra. He could see her pointed nipples where she obviously was reacting to him nude. He liked that she reacted to him. He could see an inch of her belly between the jeans and the blouse. It was tantalizing to imagine what lay below.

“Let me dress, and I’ll walk you down,” Cam said.

“Um, I’ll wait outside.”

Before he could tell her to stay, she had walked out the doors and closed them firmly behind her. He smiled. She was shy. He should have expected that. They hadn’t spent much time together at all before she had claimed them. He was glad she had before Rachel had, though. He really wasn’t that interested in her.

The thought of why he’d kissed her circled in his head. He wasn’t sure. Maybe it was to see what it would feel like to taste a woman for the first time in so long. Maybe he just wanted to see if he reacted to her like he reacted to Lacy. Now he sort of wished he hadn’t. He felt like he had betrayed her.

Once he was dressed in jeans and socks with his loafers, he walked out and smiled at her when she lifted an eyebrow at his lack of a shirt.

“I don’t much wear clothes around the house.”

“Okay” she said, obviously at a loss for words.

He led her to the kitchen where Phillip had the table set. His friend gave him a little frown. He just stared back. He didn’t plan on changing all his habits for her. She could deal with him not wearing a shirt to supper. They were going to become very intimate later.

“It smells delicious,” Lacy said.

Phillip held her chair as she sat down. She scooted to the table and waited for them to join her. When they did, they passed the food around, letting her take the first bite before they dug in.

Phillip seemed to be waiting for her to say something about the food. He wasn’t disappointed.

“It’s wonderful. What did you sauté the vegetables in?” she asked.

“It’s an oil here that comes from one of the native trees. It’s low in fat and seems to fight cholesterol, according to our resident scientist.”

“Well, it’s great.”

They finished up supper, and she insisted in helping with the dishes. Since Cam got to do dishes, it meant more quality time for them. He let her wash, and he dried since he knew where everything went.

“We planted a small garden for you. If you want a larger one next year, we’ll enlarge it.”

“Thanks. I will love having one to take care of. Plus, you’ll enjoy fresh vegetables for supper at night.” She smiled and handed him a glass she’d washed.

They’d finished the dishes and joined Phillip in the living room. She curled up on the couch in front of the fireplace. The men sat on either side of her. She would have felt cozy if she felt comfortable around them. She supposed that would take a little time. They barely knew each other, after all.

Phillip leaned in and kissed along her jawline. Cam realized he was taking the initiative to start seducing her. He leaned in on his side and began nibbling her jaw around to her earlobe. She shivered but didn’t pull away. That was a good sign. Cam moved down to her neck and sucked, wanting to mark her as theirs. She squinched up her neck with a soft giggle.

“That tickles.”

“I’m going to find all your ticklish places and exploit them mercilessly,” he promised.

“Not fair.”

“Oh, I think it is very fair. We’ve got to have some way to get your attention when you’re wandering.” Cam pulled her hair and her neck became exposed to them. He immediately began licking and kissing his way down it until he was stopped by her blouse. He slowly unbuttoned it one button at a time, pausing in between each button to kiss the newly exposed flesh. When her blouse was totally unbuttoned, he slid it down her shoulders and Phillip drew in a deep breath. Cam smiled. He knew his buddy would flip over her breasts.

He watched as Phillip touched lightly over her nipples then palmed them as if weighing them. He was surprised he hadn’t already buried his face in them, but just as he thought it, Phillip did just that.

Lacy sighed as he mouthed her breasts, sucking and licking every inch of them. She threw back her head onto Cam’s shoulder and moaned in obvious delight.

Cam continued his exploration of her neck and shoulder, laying openmouthed kisses along her shoulders and around her neck. He cupped her breasts for Phillip, and held them up for him to suck on her nipples. Cam nipped along her jaw before sucking in her earlobe and running his tongue around the shell of her ear.

She began to wiggle as it all got to her. He knew she was going to get uncomfortable before long being confined by them and the couch.

“Let’s move to the bedroom where there’s more room,” he suggested to them.

Phillip was all for it and crawled off of her before leaning over and picking her up to carry her himself.

“Um, you might want to let me walk. I’m really too heavy for you to carry me upstairs,” she told him.

“Naw, you’re not heavy.” Phillip climbed the stairs with Cam behind them just in case. His friend was thinking with his dick instead of his brain. He smiled because he liked seeing him happy.

Cam followed them into the master bedroom where Phillip tossed her on the bed where she gasped then laughed.

Phillip began unbuttoning his shirt and pulling it off without taking his eyes off of her. She leaned back on her hands and watched him, her eyes bright with curiosity.

Cam began pulling his own clothes off but stayed back, enjoying watching them. He noticed that Phillip had forgotten to take his boots off first and was muttering, trying to get them off around his jeans that were pooled at his ankles. He had to turn away so as not to laugh.

As soon as he was totally naked, he stood up straight and stalked toward the bed. It was then that they both noticed Lacy’s expression. It had changed from curiosity to worry. She was eyeing their cocks with some concern.

“It’s okay, Lacy. We won’t hurt you,” Phillip told her.