Double Montana Treats Part 17

"How in the h.e.l.l did he get in? That door was locked," Jeb demanded.

"Where's Robert?" Kenny asked, sounding worried.

Everyone looked at each other and began calling out for him. A few seconds later, Kenny came down the stairs. "He was in the shower. Had no idea anyone was in the house. He says he didn't unlock any of the doors other than the back door when he and Drew went outside."

"Has the b.a.s.t.a.r.d got a key to the house?" Marshall wondered out loud.

"I guess it's possible. He and my husband were friends as long as he was alive. He didn't make himself a nuisance until after he died and I refused to sell."

"Sounds like we're going to have to get the locks changed. If we hadn't been here and you were all alone there's no telling what he might have done." Jeb stomped over to the living room door and locked it.

"Well, he's gone now. If you're going to shovel snow, you might as well get out there. I'll figure out what sort of supplies we'll need when we can get out later in the week. I figure this will be cleared up enough by Thursday or Friday to run to town."

"Soon as we locate those missing head of cows, we'll go into town together," Jeb said.

"I've got business at the bank as well, so we'll be there most of the day by the time we pick up supplies."

"Come on, Marshall, let's get to work on that snow. It's not shoveling itself."

She watched her two men bundle up and step outside, letting in a blast of cold air in the process. She immediately sought the warmth of the fireplace before getting to work on her list. She let the heat seep into her bones then commandeered Robert to help her go through the pantry for canned goods and fresh perishables.

Kenny watched on seemingly content to observe them, though he did put in his two cents worth occasionally. "How about we look at butchering one of the older cows for meat for the rest of the winter?" Kenny asked.

"I've thought of that. Only thing is, I hate taking them to Jim's. He gouges me 'cause he knows he can."

"I didn't know he did that," Robert said, coming down the stairs. "I'll take care of his a.s.s. Don't you worry about it. He owes me money for handling his horses, and I know his sister."

"Robert, I hate for you to get mixed up in my problems. You've had more than enough of your own."

"Oh, this would be my pleasure. I've put off dealing with him for his sister's sake, but I'll be paying him a visit now." He smiled at Drew and did something she'd never seen him do in front of another person before. He wrapped an arm around Kenny and squeezed him before letting him go.

Drew pretended it was nothing new and handed him the list to add to it.

"Soon as the weather clears up enough, and we can get one of the cows down to him in the trailer, we'll do it."

About that time, the men stomped in the house with a cloud of snow at their feet. Robert immediately began to fuss at them and took the mop to mop up the melting snow.

"Uh, sorry, Robert," Marshall said.

They removed their coats and gear and hung their hats on the pegs.

"It's still awfully cold out there. We might not get any more snow, but it will be a while 'til it melts." Jeb walked over and wrapped his cold arms around Drew.

"Hey, you're like ice. Go warm up by the fire before you touch me." She turned to Marshall. "That goes for you, too."

They grumbled all the way into the living room to stand in front of the fire. Drew followed them and stood a few feet away. She c.o.c.ked her head at them and smiled.

"What are you smiling about?" Marshall looked suspicious of her.

"Just thinking that I could use a nap before evening ch.o.r.es and supper."

"We need a shower first. Want to scrub our backs?" Jeb asked.

"Hmm, I could be persuaded to do that. What's in it for me?"

"How about mind-numbing s.e.x?" Marshall reached out and pulled her into his slightly warmer embrace.

Drew shivered. "Make it a hot shower, and you have yourself a deal."

The men didn't wait for second thoughts but grabbed her up and hurried her up the stairs to the bedroom. She giggled all the way, thinking about how much she loved playing with them. They were serious about work but fun after work. She liked that.

"Got the water going to get it hot. Strip out of those clothes quick, woman. Don't want to waste any of it." Jeb began tossing clothes left and right.

Marshall and Drew were way ahead of him. They jumped into the shower and began a mutual soap party before Jeb made it in. They formed a circle and began soaping each other's backs, b.u.t.tocks, and legs. Then they all rinsed and turned around so that each man took half of her to soap and play with. Once they were finished playing with her b.r.e.a.s.t.s, Drew was about ready to come. She soaped up both of them at once and drew circles in the suds on their chests. She paid close attention to their c.o.c.ks and b.a.l.l.s.

"Oh, man, that feels good," Marshall crooned.

"Rinse off, boys. I'm going to lick you dry."

She didn't have to tell them twice. They immediately fought for the spray of the shower to be the first in her mouth. She made them stand close together and began licking first one c.o.c.k, then the other. She used long strokes with each one. She drew out each lick until both men complained and demanded she suck their d.i.c.ks.

Laughing, she sucked the head of Jeb's in her mouth and tongued the slit to taste his c.u.m. Then she did the same to Marshall, causing him to hiss and reach for her head.

"Uh, uh, uh. You can't touch me until I tell you to. Just stand there, and take it like a man."

Jeb cursed when she sucked his c.o.c.k to the back of her throat and swallowed around him. When she added a hand to his b.a.l.l.s, he came up on his tiptoes and grabbed her head and face-f.u.c.ked her. He used tight, short strokes that soon had him coming in her mouth. She hummed her pleasure when he shot c.u.m down her throat. After she'd swallowed and licked him clean, she rinsed her face and turned to Marshall.

"Are you going to be a big boy and let me have my wicked way with you? Or are you going to cheat?"

"Depends on how good it feels. I don't have a lot of willpower where your oral skills are concerned." He chuckled until she sucked him down her throat.

She knew how Marshall liked a bit of pain with his b.l.o.w. .j.o.bs, so she added a sc.r.a.pe of teeth to his c.o.c.k head, then licked it and sucked beneath the head before going all the way down on his thick c.o.c.k. She hummed with him deep in her throat, then squeezed his b.a.l.l.s and felt them draw up in her hand. He cursed and leaned into her with both hands on the back of the shower stall.

Drew knew he was close and trying to prolong it, but she had other plans. She raked her nails across his ball sac then swallowed around his c.o.c.k while it was lodged deep in her throat. He immediately began to shoot c.u.m down her throat, nearly choking her in its intensity. He drew out part of the way and filled her mouth. She swallowed and licked him clean.

"G.o.d, you're amazing," Marshall gasped.

They both rinsed off and stepped out of the shower, where Jeb had a towel waiting on Drew. Marshall teased him that he didn't have one waiting on him.

"You can get your own towel."

"I'm feeling a bit neglected. Think one of you could hold out long enough to f.u.c.k me?"

"Baby, we're going to make you feel good. Just climb up on the bed, and leave it to us." Jeb grabbed two condoms, tossing one to Marshall.

Marshall winked at her. He pressed his way between her legs to run his nose up her slit, then his tongue back down it. Drew giggled and wiggled her hips. Marshall put his hand on her pelvis to hold her still as he began licking and sucking her p.u.s.s.y lips into his hot mouth.

When another mouth closed around her breast, she moaned. She loved having her nipples sucked on and pinched. She liked a little pain with her pleasure as well. Jeb knew this and gave her teeth as he nibbled on her t.i.t. He molded her other breast and tugged on her nipple. She shoved her chest up into his face, holding on to his hair in an effort to keep them there where she wanted him.

Then Marshall chose that moment to lick a long, slow slide over her c.l.i.t and shove two fingers in her c.u.n.t. She screamed out and began to buck against his fingers as he licked her c.l.i.t over and over. Still, it wasn't enough. When he located her G-spot and began to curl his fingers into it, she flew higher, growing tighter and tighter. Still, it wasn't enough. Fire burned in her veins. Heat filled her face. Then, as if predesigned, Jeb pinched and bit her nipples while Marshall sucked in her c.l.i.t while stroking her hot spot. She came hard enough that she saw the stars she had wanted to see in the snow.

She squeezed her eyes shut to clear them of the tears, but it didn't work. Instead, they flowed faster, and she had to turn over to catch her breath. Marshall chose that moment to lift her leg and enter her in one quick jab that took what was left of her breath away. He didn't go slow but set a quick pace designed to bring him satisfaction quickly.

When he changed the angle though, it rubbed against nerve endings that instantly came alive. She couldn't believe she could possibly come again, but she quickly reached the pinnacle and flowed over it in one fell swoop. Seconds later, Marshall grunted out his release and collapsed with him still inside her. She panted and pushed him off of her.

"Heavy."

"Sorry."

Jeb laughed and pulled her off of Marshall. Then he rolled her completely over until she had her a.s.s up in the air for him. She was going to die. She just knew it. There was no way she could possibly live through another f.u.c.k, but she wouldn't deny him his pleasure.

He slapped her a.s.s twice before spreading it and stuffing his thick c.o.c.k inside her swollen c.u.n.t. He entered her in quick jabs before b.u.mping up against her cervix. She felt his b.a.l.l.s slap her p.u.s.s.y lips. When he began to move again, she moaned and slowly pushed back to meet him. He gathered her p.u.s.s.y juices from beneath her and ran them around her little rosette before stuffing his thumb carefully inside her. She relaxed, and he soon had a rhythm going.

Drew huffed out a breath as the burn started once again. He rubbed against nerve endings in her a.s.s that complemented the ones in her p.u.s.s.y he was touching as he f.u.c.ked her. She slowly felt a warm rush through her as Jeb began to speed up and groan. He was soon banging into her so hard and fast she moved up the bed until Marshall stopped her from hitting her head on the headboard.

"f.u.c.k, Jeb. She's going to go clear though the wall into Kenny's room if you keep that up."

"Can't get enough of her," he managed to get out.

Seconds later, he hollered out and shot his c.u.m deep into the condom. He carefully pulled out from deep inside her and disappeared into the bathroom. When he returned, he cleaned her up with a wet towel and climbed into bed beside her. Marshall flung an arm over her belly as Jeb did the same. Neither man moved after that, and Drew was left awake to contemplate the loving they'd given her. They each filled a part of her the other one didn't. It was like having the perfect lover, only she had two of them.

Maybe she should tell them how she felt about them. Maybe if they knew she loved them, they might think about staying. Then again, it could backfire and push them away from her. There didn't seem to be an answer, no matter how hard she searched.

She still tingled all over from their lovemaking. Yet, despite the thrill of it, she fell asleep.

Chapter Seventeen.

Jeb and Marshall left Drew asleep in the bed and snuck downstairs in only their thermals to get dressed in front of the fire. Kenny walked out of the kitchen to catch them zipping up their pants.

"Didn't want to wake Drew up, huh?"

"Nope, she could use the sleep."

"I'd expect so after what you put her through," Kenny teased.

"Mind your own business. We didn't say anything about you and Robert banging the wall the other night," Jeb said.

Kenny actually turned red but grinned. "Sorry."

"No you're not, and neither are we." Marshall pulled on his shirt and b.u.t.toned it up.

"I already took care of the horses. Was just getting a cup of coffee before working on the herd."

"We'll handle the herd tonight. You shovel some snow then come on back in." Jeb headed for the kitchen and some coffee.

He poured a cup and handed it to Marshall then poured one for himself. They sipped on it until they had finished it.

"Might as well get on with it," he said.

They bundled up and opened the door to the frigid cold air. They loaded the truck full of hay then backed it up to the fence line. They both got out to fork over hay into the pasture for the cows.

"Marshall, we've got a problem."

"What kind of a problem?" He didn't seem worried.

"Your condom leaked when I pulled you off of Drew. It had a small hole in it. Mine broke. h.e.l.l, I knew better than to be so rough, but I couldn't get far enough inside her. I wanted all of her."

"We've got to tell her," Marshall pointed out. He still didn't sound worried.

"You don't sound too upset about it."

"I'd never force her into anything she didn't want, but maybe this will make her think about a long-term relationship with us. I'm all for approaching her with it."

"Maybe you're right. I guess we are going to see. We need to be careful and not make her think it's the only reason we're interested in settling down."

"True. I hadn't thought about that." Marshall leaned on the pitch fork and stared at Jeb.

"I almost forgot we were convicts. Living here and being treated like humans and not animals sort of made me feel normal for a while. What decent woman is going to want to settle down with us?" Marshall huffed out a breath and returned to forking hay over the fence.

Jeb knew how he felt. He'd been feeling relaxed and, well, cared about for the first time in years. It felt good. He didn't want to lose that. He didn't want to lose Robert and Kenny for friends, but mostly, he didn't want to lose Drew.

They finished up with the herd and cleaned out the truck before parking back near the hay barn. They followed the rope back to the barn and checked in on the horses then met Kenny shoveling the path to the house.

"Come on in, Kenny. That's good enough for the night. Since we're not supposed to get any more snow for the night, I think we'll be fine to work on it tomorrow." Jeb patted him on the back.

They walked into the kitchen and hung up their outerwear to find Robert cooking fried chicken and the makings for a sit-down supper to make your eyes water.

"Drew's in the living room," Robert told them.

"Um, guys, could you give us a few minutes alone in there?" Marshall asked.

"Sure. We'll stay in here," Kenny said, giving them a strange look.

They found Drew curled up on the couch with her hands wrapped around a cup of coffee. She looked so peaceful. Jeb hated to bring anything up that might change that expression on her face when she saw them walk in. Her entire face lit up. He wanted to see that look for the rest of his life.

"How are the cows doing out there?"

"They're fine. Eating plenty of hay and staying together." Marshall sat on one side of her.

Jeb chose to stand up in front of the fireplace.

"Drew, we need to talk about something."