McKenzie, Cooper - Thanksgiving in Sanctuary (Welcome to Sanctuary 5) (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (6 page)

“What’s up?” Robert asked with a frown.

“I found what are either three leprechauns or three abandoned children sleeping in the library.”

“Abandoned children?” Anna asked. She closed the refrigerator door and turned to frown at him “Where are they?”

“Corner of the library.” Martin pointed over his shoulder into the main room.

* * * *

Immediately Anna’s mothering instincts kicked in. Pushing past the two men, she hurried toward the area set up as a reading corner just on the other side of the front door. She heard the men following, but her focus was on seeing for herself the children Martin claimed to have found.

She turned on the first lamp she came to in the cozy reading nook. Once she had light, she looked to the corner and found the pile of blankets and pillows. Turning to the men, she held her hand out. “Stay there,” she ordered in a whisper.

The men froze, though neither looked very happy about it. But she could soothe their ruffled feathers later. What she did not need right now was them waking up the children who would no doubt be scared out of their minds to be faced with strange people in a strange place.

She slowly moved closer to the sleeping children and checked on them. They looked to be about two years old and identical. Triplets, she surmised as she stepped away from them. Looking around, she found two large duffel bags sitting farther along the building’s sidewall with a smaller bag sitting on top of them.

Moving closer to the bags, she saw a manila envelope sticking out of a side pocket of the smaller bag. Pulling it free, she turned and headed back the way she had come. She blinked in surprise when she saw the men were still standing at the edge of the carpeted area, watching her closely as she turned the reading lamp back off again.

She held a finger to her lips as she walked past them and back to the kitchen. Though she was still hungry, solving the mystery surrounding the sleeping children came first. Once they were all in the kitchen, Martin pushed the door closed.

“Here, see what’s in there,” she said, handing the envelope to her husband.

Martin looked at the envelope. “It’s addressed to Winter and his boys.”

“Open it,” Anna instructed.

As he opened the envelope and sorted through the paperwork, she went around the kitchen and gathered bread, peanut butter, and jelly. After making three sandwiches which she placed on paper towels, she pulled a glass bottle of milk out of the refrigerator and poured three glasses.

“Holy merde,” Martin muttered as he glanced through the papers.

“What?” Robert asked, trying to see over his brother’s shoulder.

“Seems Winter, Garrett, and Hawk have been named the guardians and granted full custody of those three little girls,” Martin said. “Cassie, Jessie, and Marissa Brown.”

“How did that happen? Where are their parents?” Anna asked at the same moment Robert said, “I thought Winter was gay?”

“He is,” Anna said before biting into her sandwich.

As she ate, she grew thoughtful. Whoever had done this must know her son and his men were gay, but obviously the men’s loving, caring nature played more in this decision than their sexual orientation. But why would a mother leave her children in the middle of the night without a word to anyone?

The men followed her lead and ate. Martin continued reading through the papers, yawning as he did so. By the time she’d cleaned up the kitchen, Anna was ready to return to bed. Taking the paperwork out of Martin’s hands, she returned it to the envelope, which she laid on the large dining room table.

“Let’s go back to bed, boys,” she said, taking Martin’s hand in one of hers and Robert’s in the other.

“But the babies—” Martin whispered, his voice worried and intent as she led the two men toward the stairs.

“Will be just fine right where they are until morning. After breakfast, we’ll sit down with Winter and his men and figure this all out. Right now I think we should all go back to bed,” Anna said with a smile and a wink. Pulling her hand from Martin’s, she laid it over the front of his pants. “I want to play some more.”

Chapter 6

“Sounds like a plan to me,” Robert said.

He reached over and cupped his hand under one of Anna’s unbound breasts. His cock jerked with increased excitement as she sucked in a quick breath.

“Want to play halfsies?” Martin asked as his hand covered her other breast.

“Sure, but I don’t think I’ve ever played that game before. You’ll have to explain the rules to me,” Robert said as he plucked at the beaded nipple he found as they started up the stairs.

Anna moaned softly as they continued playing with her breasts, moving faster up the stairs to the third floor.

“It’s easy. We divide Anna in half and you have to stay on your half. Side to side, up and down, back and front. I’ll even let you pick which halves you want.”

“Mmmm, sounds like fun,” Robert said.

“Oh, I think it will be. Especially for our sweet woman,” Martin said as he pushed open the door to their room.

Once inside with the door closed and locked again, they quickly stripped off their clothes.

“Middle of the bed on your back, Anna,” Martin instructed.

“Yes, dear,” Anna replied, moving gracefully into position with her arms by her side and her legs slightly parted.

Robert followed her onto the bed while Martin went to the bag he’d told Robert in Raleigh contained their toys. He joined them a few minutes later carrying several items he laid on the nightstand before taking his place on Anna’s other side.

“Anna, your job is to hold still and enjoy while we play,” Martin said, leaning in and giving her a long, slow kiss.

“Mmmm, I think I can do that,” Anna murmured once he pulled back.

Robert leaned in for a kiss of his own, stopping when his lips were only a few centimeters from hers. “But the idea is to get you so you can’t hold still,” he whispered, his voice soft and deep. “We want you all wet and squirmy and begging for release.”

After putting that vision in her head, he kissed her, parting his lips as soon as they touched hers. He moved boldly, sweeping his tongue across her teeth then between them to fully explore her mouth in a way that left no doubt in either of their minds as to who was in charge of this encounter. He tore his lips from hers when she lifted her hand from the mattress and ran it up his hip to wrap her fingers around his erection.

“No, baby,” he said, easing her hand from his cock and back to the bed. “You’re supposed to lie still and let us play.”

“What did she do?” Martin asked.

“Made a grab for my cock,” Robert said before moving so his lips were right next to their woman’s ear. “What’s the matter, Anna, afraid you’re going to float away if you’re not holding on to manmeat?”

Though he knew his wording wasn’t the most politically correct, at that moment he didn’t care. This situation had him feeling the same kind of constant arousal he had during his teenage years when he often spent his lunch periods in the boys’ room jerking off to thoughts of some of his well-endowed female classmates. Young women he never had the guts to approach, but who played prominently in his fantasies all through high school and his years at the Naval Academy.

Anna caught her breath then released it on a sigh as he nipped at her earlobe. She made a needy sound when he used the tip of his tongue to track down the side of her neck to where neck flowed into shoulder. Once there he stopped and licked at a spot that made her shoulder twitch in response.

Pulling back a few inches, he studied the smooth ivory skin a moment. “Martin, when was the last time you gave Anna a hickey?”

“A hickey? Hell, it has probably been twenty years or more,” his brother answered, sounding a little distracted.

“Hmmm, then I think it is way past time for her to have one, or maybe several,” Robert said just before he licked the spot where Anna’s neck and shoulder came together.

With his left hand, he traced his way across her body to her bellybutton. As he began to suck on the flesh of her neck, he poked a finger into the indentation, causing the woman to giggle in response. Knowing she was not objecting to anything they’d done so far, he continued nibbling and sucking at her skin. His fingers mapped the skin of her body from the bare mons up to the bountiful flesh of her breast. He didn’t know what his brother was doing on his side of her body, but Anna had begun panting in reaction to their love play.

After several more minutes of nursing on her skin, Robert lifted his head and smiled his satisfaction. The quarter-size spot he sucked up had already started discoloring. She would be wearing his mark for several days at least. Hopefully it was last long enough for them to talk her into agreeing to living this new lifestyle long-term instead of just a few days of playing while they were here on holiday. Or maybe he would just keep giving her hickeys every few days as his way of marking her since she already wore Martin’s wedding ring.

Nodding to himself, Robert shifted himself lower on the bed and began kissing and licking his way across her skin, from shoulder to collarbone to breast. He licked at the nipple, dragging his tongue across the top of it before taking it between his teeth and nibbling gently at it. That action earned him a hungry moan from Anna as she shifted her shoulders to push more of her breast into his mouth.

The sound reached deep into his balls and reminded him that it had been a long time since a willing woman had allowed him to do anything he wanted to her. What he really wanted was for her to ride him like there was no tomorrow.

“Brother, is it time for me to claim the bottom half yet?”

Lifting his lips from Anna’s breast, he looked across her heaving chest at Martin, who appeared as aroused as he felt.

“If that’s what you want, but instead, why don’t you take her front half and I’ll take the back.”

“Have you done that before?” Robert asked as he reached across Anna and pulled her to lay chest to breast with him.

He closed his eyes as the feel of her soft, smooth skin against his hair-covered flesh sent shock waves of sensation straight to his balls. He had to close his eyes and grit his teeth to keep himself under some semblance of control. No one in recent memory ever had him feeling so young and inexperienced as this woman did just by breathing and looking at him with her bright green eyes.

“I’ve played back there before, and Anna wears a plug once in a while, don’t you, honey?” Martin ran his hand down his wife’s back to pat one ass cheek.

“Yes,” Anna panted. “I’ve been wearing a plug once or twice a week for nearly a year.”

“I’m going to play back here while she rides you. I know my sweetheart, and if we take her together right now, she’ll be waking children up all over the valley.”

Robert watched as Anna’s cheeks bloomed bright pink as she smiled shyly and shrugged, both acknowledging and accepting Martin’s words as being the truth. When she pushed on his shoulder, he rolled to his back then helped her to swing her leg over and move to kneel atop his hips with a bended leg on either side of his body.

“You might want to sit up and lean against the headboard,” she offered with a gentle smile that sent fire zinging through his blood. “Then you can play with the parts on my front half.”

Robert’s gaze dropped to her full breasts and he swallowed hard to keep from drooling. Sitting up, he pulled all the pillows within reach and stacked them between his back and the headboard. Then he shifted back just a little farther so they provided a solid backrest, allowing him to recline in comfort. Reaching out, he wrapped his hands around Anna’s hips and pulled her legs until her pussy lips brushed against the underside of his shaft. They sighed together at the hot, wet, intimate contact.

“Okay, baby, climb on and ride your seahorse,” he ordered with a smile.

* * * *

Though Anna was equal parts excited and fearful she grinned at Robert’s changing the reference to cowboy-style sex to encompass his naval background.

Yes, she had allowed Martin to play with her ass, had allowed him to fuck her with a plug, and even made her wear it for short time periods, but never had they played like this. But the thought of riding Robert’s cock as her husband played with her back hole seemed forbidden and yet so exciting she wasn’t sure she would be able to hold off her orgasm long enough to give pleasure to her men.

Reaching between them, she wrapped her hand around the base of Robert’s cock. When he hissed in response to her touch, she unsuccessfully fought down a delighted grin.

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