Loving In Silver: Hot, Wild And Crazy Part 10

Chapter Eleven.

Sean took off after Maggie, knowing how much she enjoyed being chased. When he cornered her near the back door, he picked her up, throwing her over his shoulder. He carried her back to the living room, where Ethan and Max were in wrapped in one another's arms on the mattress, and kissing pa.s.sionately. Since the mattresses were on the floor, Sean couldn't toss Maggie onto them. He lowered her carefully beside their lovers and followed her down, trapping her between them. Ethan and Max released one another. Ethan, who was the closest, began stroking Maggie's thigh. Max moved to kneel at her feet, his hands going to her ankles and sliding upward.

"We have wicked plans for you," Sean told her, running a finger down her cleavage until he reached the point where the ribbon was still laced down the front of the beautiful corset. Hooking his finger behind them, he pulled until the ends came free. "Now, don't you think we should get to unwrapping you?"

Maggie laughed and wound her arms around his neck, pulling herself up so she could begin kissing his jaw and worked her way down his neck. "Unwrap away!" She laughed, running her fingers through the hair on his chest. Her fingers toyed with his nipple, plucking at it. "Did you like my little surprise?" she asked, her eyes sparkling with devilish delight.

Sean continued to unlace the corset. He wondered if she had any more of them. He certainly enjoyed seeing Maggie wearing them. They were f.u.c.king hot. "It wasn't a surprise," he told her. "You told me what you wanted to do."

"But I didn't tell you when I would do it."

Chuckling, he unlaced the last eyelets and pushed the corset open. Her full b.r.e.a.s.t.s spilled out, making his mouth water and his hardening c.o.c.k ache. The pink nipples were puckered and the size of small berries. "That's true. Let me just tell you, that I enjoyed your wickedness. You're a very naughty lover, and I can't wait to see what you do next."

It was the truth. Sean could easily foresee years of sharing love and incredible pleasure with Maggie, Ethan, and Max. One just had to look around her house to know she had a creative mind. It was no surprise that she brought that creative imagination to their love making. It was often intense and always hot. They were certainly never going to be bored, should they have the opportunity to share a lifetime with her.

Spearing his fingers into Maggie's curls, Sean held her head still as he lowered his mouth and captured hers. Her lips parted, allowing him in. Their tongues stroked and licked. They pulled away for small nips to lips, before their mouths reconnected. With a hand on her waist, he pulled her closer, wanting to feel her b.r.e.a.s.t.s crushed against his chest. Maggie's moans were filling his mouth. After a moment he pulled away, looking down to see that Max had slid the thong off and was now parting her soft folds with his fingers, while licking her c.l.i.t.

Ethan wasn't about to be left out. He was trailing kisses from Maggie's breast to her stomach, lingering around her belly b.u.t.ton to twirl his tongue in it, causing her to double up and laugh, which made them all laugh. She sat up to wiggle out of the corset.

It was always this way with Maggie. She was so light-hearted and spontaneous. Making love with her was always pa.s.sionate, but so many times it was also just, well, fun.

Pulling away, Sean patted the pillows. "Come up here and get comfortable. Hey, E, why don't you get Maggie another gla.s.s of wine?" He looked at her. "Have you eaten supper?" She shook her head. "Good. We brought Chinese. You just sit here and we'll wait on you."

It was a definite change of gears. After such intense, erotic moments, they were slowing down, taking a breath. It would be worth it. They had the time. There was no point in burning themselves out too quickly.

Ethan gingerly pulled his jeans on over a nicely reddened a.s.s. He grinned at them, winking, as he headed out to the truck where their food was waiting for them in a hot box provided by Silver's Chinese American Soul Food Restaurant.

He was back in a couple of minutes, loaded with boxes and bags of food. Max helped him unload in the kitchen, after giving Maggie a gla.s.s of wine and covering her luscious body with a sheet. As much as he wouldn't mind licking duck sauce off her satiny skin, they would avoid it for now.

"What, no ribs?" she teased.

Max laughed as he opened a container and began scooping out the contents onto a plate. "As good as the ribs are, we don't really want to have them too often."

"Everything is going well there for you guys?"

Ethan nodded as he took her gla.s.s and handed her a plate. "It's going very well. Better than we expected. Everyone seems to be glad the place is open again. It's packed every night." He shucked his jeans, got a plate of food off the counter, and sat down beside her. "We might be able to retire soon," he joked.

"That would be nice," Sean said, using his chopsticks to pluck a cashew and chicken off his plate. "Barring anything bad happening, if we can keep the customers coming in, the place should give us a steady income, something to put in the bank for our old age."

Maggie gave them all an encouraging smile. "It sounds very promising. Considering how long the place has been serving BBQ, it should continue to be a success. You guys did a great job modernizing everything and expanding the s.p.a.ce. The fact that you're doing carry-out now also helps. I have no idea why that wasn't done before."

"It's nearly doubled our business." Max agreed. "Without getting too proud of ourselves, I believe we made the right decision. We can't be s.e.xy cowboys forever."

Maggie laughed softly. "You'll always be my s.e.xy cowboys," she told them sincerely.

Sean handed off his empty plate. He bent to press a kiss to her bare shoulder. "Will we, Maggie? Would you consider making this forever between us?"

It was close to a marriage proposal. Had he jumped the gun? Was she ready to hear it?

There wasn't even a moment's pause, though Sean, Max, and Ethan waited expectantly. Sean felt his heart pound a little harder in antic.i.p.ation of her response. Though they had told her that they loved her, and she them, it wasn't yet a done deal. There wouldn't be any rushing on Maggie's part. She had her children's future to consider. They loved the kids and he believed they could be good fathers to them. It was time to discover how Maggie felt about that possibility.

She nodded. "I would consider it," she told them, giving them each a gentle smile. She gave her empty plate to Max, who stacked it with the others. There was no chance he was leaving the room even for a moment, until she finished what she obviously wanted to say. "I told you that I love you. I believe that with all my heart. Hopefully that isn't too mushy for you guys." She smiled again, giving a chuckle. "And I believe that you love me, too. We could have a good life together. Now we should talk about the most important part of this relationship of ours. Are you prepared to be fathers to three toddlers?"

It was probably the most important question she would ever ask them. Their answer, their honesty, would help determine their future with this amazing woman.

Maggie looked at each of them, her green eyes holding so much emotion Sean thought she might burst. It did come down to how they responded to this. This one answer would decide it all for them.

Max answered her first. There was equal emotion in his deep voice. "We're more than ready to be fathers to Emily, Samuel, and Brant. They're great kids. You've done a wonderful job raising them."

"We already love them," Ethan stated, taking Maggie's hand in his.

"Yes, we do love them," Sean agreed quietly. "We want to be their fathers. We've talked about it a lot. We knew it was a package deal when we began dating you."

"You do know they're not always sweet little angels," Maggie warned ominously. "For whatever reason, they have always been on their best behavior with you. Not that they turn into complete terrors at the drop of a hat. But they each have their moments."

Sean chuckled and dropped a kiss onto her smiling mouth. "Stop trying to scare us. We're used to kids. Between the three of us, we have almost forty nieces and nephews. We even watched them once."

"Yeah, once," Ethan agreed. "We'll never make that mistake again. Ten of them were still in diapers."

Maggie looked horrified. "It was just the three of you?" She shuddered when they nodded. "What were you thinking?" she whispered, looking at each of them with a mixture of awe and horror. "I about had a nervous breakdown at their third birthday party. Their fourth is coming up soon." She shuddered dramatically, making them laugh.

Stroking a hand down her arm, Sean joined the laughter. "I guess we weren't thinking when we volunteered. But it was only for about an hour. Their parents were attending a wedding. They got to go to the reception at the community center, where there were other kids to raise h.e.l.l with. We went home and polished off a twelve-pack. Now, why don't we get this party started again? We have a surprise for you. Just stay where you are."

"Trust me. I'm not going anywhere. I'm going to take advantage of every minute of grown-up time that I have coming to me. Now, what is this surprise you have for me?"

Max smiled at Maggie's enthusiasm, her eager need to enjoy the next moment in her life. Though he had never seen her in anything less than a good mood, he supposed she was like everyone else, with ups and downs in their life. But her positive att.i.tude was so powerful it was contagious. You couldn't be around Maggie and not be buoyed up by her personality. It was probably the best thing about her and Max knew Sean and Ethan would agree with him. Maggie's beauty and raw sensuality were just the icing and sparkly things of the total package.

After slipping a black lace blindfold over her eyes, and handing Sean the e-book, Max settled in beside Maggie as Sean began to read, eager to see her reaction to their surprise.

"Maggie's body was trembling in antic.i.p.ation, thinking of the way their strong hands would touch her. Her lovers admired her beautiful body. There was nothing they didn't like about it. Ethan began stroking her ankle as Max held her in his arms."

Maggie pushed the blindfold up a little and reached for the e-reader, but Sean laughed and held it out of her reach. Max's arms tightened around her. "It doesn't say that," she said, confused.

"It does," Sean insisted, laughing. "Only the names have been changed, to protect the innocent." He put the blindfold back in place.

He began reading again as Max nuzzled her raspberry-scented curls.

"Ethan began stroking her ankle as Max held her in his arms," Sean read again, with more emphasis. Everyone waited, staring at him. Maggie giggled, obviously having caught on.

Ethan blinked, flushed red, and then reached for Maggie's delicate ankle. He cupped her heel in one hand and stroked over the top of her foot to her ankle, the tips of his fingers outlining the bones, lingering on the sensitive area just inside her ankle. Her leg jerked and she giggled.

"Ethan seemed fascinated by the shape of Maggie's leg. The tips of his fingers skimmed upward, following the elegant lines. When he reached her thigh, he looked up and their gazes locked. He was so close to Maggie's soft, wet heat. He rose, crawling up the bed, watching the expression on her beautiful face as he settled between her legs and began stroking the glistening folds of her s.e.x.

"Max peeled the sheet back, exposing her b.r.e.a.s.t.s, his hand curving over the firm flesh, his thumb stroking the hard nub of her nipple. Maggie moaned, her body twisting, as her pleasure intensified. Ethan's mouth followed the trail of his fingers, kissing and licking the delicate flesh, his tongue sliding between the swollen lips. He licked away the creamy juices he found there, enjoying the delicate tangy flavor.

"Maggie began to moan, her hips undulating, as Ethan's tongue pushed into her throbbing channel."

Max and Sean laughed when Maggie shrieked. Ethan's mouth was all but devouring her p.u.s.s.y, her legs now over his shoulders. Her fingers were gripping his hair so hard Max feared she would rip it out by the roots.

Turning his body more fully toward Maggie, Max slid his hand over her stomach as he lowered his head and took a nipple in his mouth. Sucking on it for a moment, he waited for her to press closer, before twirling his tongue around it. Low, s.e.xy moans filled his ears, which had a direct line to his c.o.c.k. Though he had been hard for some time, the sound of her expressing her pleasure increased the blood in it, causing it to ache. Max knew he wouldn't last long. She was just so responsive to each and every thing they did to her. He was vaguely aware of Sean joining him at her other breast, the e-reader abandoned for bigger and better things.

Having their beautiful lady between them was a dream come true for Max. He knew it was for Ethan and Sean as well. Maggie was so warm, loving, giving, and s.e.xy. She was the whole package.

Releasing her nipple, he began licking freckles. He loved them. They were the color of cinnamon and he always imagined he could taste them. Running his tongue from her chest to the lower curve of her breast, he licked a trail down to her stomach. Ethan still had his face buried between her thighs, licking and slurping, and driving Maggie mad with growing pa.s.sion. Max could feel it building. She was about to o.r.g.a.s.m. The signs were all there. He had to give Ethan credit. He had to be in some pain with the way she was twisting her fingers into his hair. When her body began bucking in earnest, her back arching off the mattress, Max returned to her nipple, sucking hard as Sean did the same with the other.

Maggie twisted and screamed as her o.r.g.a.s.m ripped through her. Ethan grunted and Max chuckled as he lifted his head, leaning back as her body quaked and bucked violently. There had to be some hair loss with that one, he thought, kissing her flushed face. He removed the blindfold so he could kiss her closed eyelids, and the tip of her adorable nose.

"Feel better?" he asked when Maggie finally opened her eyes. They were glowing like emeralds, filled with the fire lingering in her sated body. His gaze slid from her smiling lips, down over her body, to where Ethan was resting his head on her thigh, his black hair sticking up at odd angles. "How's the hair?"

"I still have hair?" Ethan asked, laughing as he raised his head to look at them.

"No, you have bald spots," Max informed him.

Maggie laughed with them. "Jerks."

Sean nipped her bare shoulder. "Is that any way to talk to your almost fiances?"

She tipped her head back to look up at him. "Almost fiances? Is that what you are? I don't remember giving a confirmation of an elevated status in our relationship."

Growling, Max rose over her, his arms on either side of her body. "You don't, huh?" He lowered himself, his chest pressing against the mounds of her b.r.e.a.s.t.s, to nibble on her shoulder. She laughed, trying to get away from him. When she failed, she settled, her eyes full of the happiness that seemed to be her trademark emotion. "Well, we need to rectify that. Will you marry us, Maggie Phillips?"

"Maybe."

Laughter filled the room as Max, Ethan, and Sean all began tickling her. She squealed, wriggled, and tried to push their hands away. When she failed at that she began pulling each of them close, kissing each one of them, until she was locked in a pa.s.sionate embrace with Ethan.

Lord, could they get enough of the woman? Their appet.i.tes for her, both emotional and physical, were seemingly inexhaustible.

Max knew that he, Ethan and Sean could have had a very good life together without Maggie being a part of it. But now that she was, he knew their lives would be even better. She was that special.

Touching the curls on her forehead, Max brushed them back. "Maybe? Maybe we should just tickle you until you give in?"

Slender fingers curled around his biceps, holding him off. She shook her head vigorously. "No, no, you don't need to do that!" she squealed as either Sean or Ethan found a sensitive spot. "I'll tell!"

It was interesting to watch as Maggie squirmed around, attempting to get away from their hands. When she twisted away, rolling to her side, they were presented with her shapely a.s.s. It also meant that her face was very close to his groin and the c.o.c.k pointing in her direction. A low moan escaped him when he felt first her warm breath, then her wet tongue, stroke over the head.

"Oh, no you don't." Max laughed, stopping her from going further. The look she gave him as she poked her tongue out to swipe at the droplets of pre-c.u.m leaking from the tip, was nearly his undoing. His b.a.l.l.s ached, begging him to give in. "Give us an answer. Then you can have your wicked way with us."

"Really? I can do anything I want?"

It had to be the weirdest proposal in history. Ethan was laughing his a.s.s off and Sean was grinning and stroking Maggie's a.s.s. Even if it was weird, it was fun, too. Max wouldn't change a thing. He didn't want an ordinary relationship with his lovers. He wanted extraordinary. He wanted new and interesting each and every day. He wanted fun, because some parts of life often sucked. Life needed balance. That's where Maggie came in.

"Anything," Sean agreed as he bent to nibble on the round curve of Maggie's a.s.s. "Please marry us, Maggie." She shifted until she was seated between them.

"Yes, Maggie, marry us. We want to be husbands and dads. Besides, we're the s.e.xiest bachelors around. You'll be the envy of every woman...and man, within fifty miles of Silver."

"How can I ignore that fact, even though you're technically not bachelors?" Maggie pointed out, then answered softly, "Yes, I will marry the three of you. I just hope you're prepared for it." There was more than a hint of amus.e.m.e.nt in her green eyes.

Ethan stood in front of the mirror, fussing with the collar of one of his best shirts. He was nervous as h.e.l.l and didn't know what he could do to stop it. He knew Sean and Max were feeling the same way. Nerves were stretched tight and he couldn't remember the last time he had been this scared of anything.

They were going over to Maggie's house to tell her children that he, Sean, and Max were marrying their mother. While he expected everything to go well, he still couldn't get beyond feeling as if his entire future was riding on this one event. Though the children seemed to like them, and they had gotten along very well so far, no one could predict how children were going to react. They might think that their mother's attention would be taken away from them. Maggie was a devoted mother. While she was stern, she also threw in a lot of loving, tender moments and a huge dose of fun.

As they spent the weekend together, Ethan, Max, and Sean had asked Maggie a lot of questions about her children. When they weren't making love, that is. Ethan smiled. It had been a great weekend. They hadn't been able to spend as much time together over the summer as they had hoped. But he felt that they had caught up on a lot and that their beliefs about Maggie being the woman for them, was confirmed. Not that there had been a chance of them changing their minds. She was everything they wanted. They had also talked about children and learned that she was willing to have more. Not a dozen, Maggie said firmly, giving them a fierce scowl of warning, or even a half dozen. It was a number to yet be determined. Two or three were possible.

A dozen more children was a thought that made him shudder with dread. Ethan shook his head, laughing. He had an idea that it would take some time to become used to living with the triplets. Brant, Samuel, and Emily were positively adorable, but Maggie had warned that there were moments when they were as rotten as any child could get.

Ethan knew she likely judged them on their potential as husbands and fathers since their very first date. Hadn't they done the same? She had a terrific personality. Maggie was smoking hot. She was a great mom. She was also a successful artist and businesswoman. She was the total package and they would be terribly selfish if they wanted more.

"Stop admiring your scrawny a.s.s," Sean told him from the doorway of their bedroom. He and Max had finished getting ready about half an hour before. "Let's go."

"You love this scrawny a.s.s and you know it," Ethan shot back, laughing as he grabbed his black Western-style hat off his dresser before heading toward the door. Scrawny. Right, if two hundred and ten pounds of prime male could be called scrawny. "What you wouldn't give to have a body like this."

He was down the stairs in seconds. Max was waiting at the front door, a grin on his handsome face. Ethan's heart kicked around a bit in his chest. The man was s.e.xy, there was no doubt about it. So was Sean. He had the two s.e.xiest men for lovers and he would soon have the world's s.e.xiest woman as his wife.

Stopping dead in his tracks, Ethan looked from one to the other. He felt like smacking himself and them on the forehead.

"What?" Sean asked, frowning. "What did you forget?"

"Nothing. I was just thinking that we should get married, too."

"We will be," Max said, obviously confused.

"No, we won't, unless we specify it. As it stands, the three of us will be marrying Maggie. I think we should ask that we be married as well. We should have done it years ago."

They should have, but they had been content with their lives as they were. Though the people living in Silver were very open-minded, and had been for over a century, it wasn't until recent years that same-s.e.x marriages had begun to take place.

Max and Sean exchanged looks. Then they began grinning at one another.

"We'll talk to Maggie," the three of them said in unison.

Twenty minutes later they were pulling into the driveway of Maggie's house. There was a lot of activity the past couple of days. There was construction equipment, piles of dirt, stacks of lumber, trusses, and a portable latrine. The workers had gone for the day, having finished pouring the foundation. Maggie had told them that she had changed the plans for the house to accommodate three more. She had been concerned that they wouldn't want to live there, since it was hers, but they had a.s.sured her that it made no difference where they lived. They would also put into an agreement that if for some unforeseen reason their marriage didn't work out, that the house would be hers. It was only right to give her that rea.s.surance.

While the work began at the rear of the house the contents had been carried out the front and placed in a large storage container. Everything else, things like clothes and favorite toys, had been packed up to be taken to their house. After a surprisingly short discussion, Maggie had agreed to move her and the kids into their house on Max's family ranch. It would be a little cramped, but it wouldn't be forever. Once the construction was finished, they would all move into it.

They would be married by then. Talk about crazy. Their lives were about to become very activity-filled for a few months. But it all felt good. It felt right and would be worth anything they had to go through...including, but not limited to, tasting cake samples.

Ethan shuddered as he wiped his palms on his thighs. Hopefully Maggie, her mother, and her friends would do stuff like that. He wasn't picky enough about cake. He loved them all and somehow he knew he wouldn't be considered a good cake tester.

The front door opened and three whirlwinds headed in their direction, yelling and squealing with excitement. It was probably a good thing there were three of them. Ethan caught Emily as she leapt up at him. Sean scooped up Brant and Max lifted Samuel up against his chest. They gave tight hugs, kissed chubby cheeks, and accepted the same in return. Ethan really liked the idea of becoming an instant father. He loved kids and there was no waiting.