Love Slave for Two: Reunions [Love Slave for Two 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (33 page)

She loved it.

After he was satisfied he’d made her come enough, Tyler relented. “All right, Tom. I suppose she’d been a good girl.” He started fucking her again as Tom started thrusting his cock deep into her mouth.

With her face buried between Tom’s legs, she couldn’t see, but she could hear, her two men kissing. Tom’s cock began throbbing. His balls tightened and then his cock exploded, shooting his cum down her throat. She swallowed, barely able to keep up with his load.

Tyler’s strokes grew shorter, harder, faster. Then he let out a low groan. His cock throbbed deep inside her, filling her with his cum, too.

Breathless, the men untangled themselves from her and lay on the bed.

Picturing what she must have looked like, Nevvie started giggling.

“What’s so funny, baby girl?”

She kissed Tom. “Just thinking about what a well-fucked little slave I am.”

“That you are,” Tyler said. He reached between her legs and slid two fingers inside her cunt. “Just filled to the brim with our juices.” He pulled his fingers out and lifted his hand to make her lick them clean, but Tom intercepted him. He wrapped his lips around Tyler’s fingers and began licking them clean.

“Mmm,” Tom said. “That’s what I like.” Before she could protest, Tom changed positions, pushed her legs apart, and started licking her pussy.

Tyler laughed. “My, I think he’s still got some energy.”

“Uh-huh,” Tom said. He paused, sucked down Tyler’s cock, licking it clean, then went back to Nevvie’s pussy.

Nevvie closed her eyes and surrendered. She didn’t know if he’d be able to get her over again, but it felt good and he was having fun, so she wasn’t about to stop him.

“I know what I want,” Tyler said. His cock had already half inflated from Tom’s brief attention. “Hold on, Thomas.” He scooted up to the head of the bed. He made Nevvie roll over onto her hands and knees. “Suck my cock, angel.”

With a grin, she did. His fingers plunged into her hair, once again holding her in place. It didn’t take her long to get him completely hard again.

“There you go, Thomas,” Tyler said. “Have your way with our little slave.”

“Heh heh heh.” Tom’s lips returned to her clit and his tongue drove deep inside her. After a couple of minutes of that, he stopped, sat up, and pushed her legs farther apart. Then the swollen head of his cock pressed against her well-fucked entrance. “Oh, baby girl, you feel so good!” He slowly sank all the way inside her as his hands caressed her back and ass.

Filled again at both ends, Tom slowly fucked her while Tyler held her firmly in place. Her need spun up again, her pussy throbbing and her swollen clit begging for attention. Just when she thought she couldn’t take it any longer, Tom reached around her and found her clit.

“Come for us,” he ordered, then pinched her clit.

The mixture of pleasure and pain ricocheted through her. She cried out, the sudden release shocking her with its intensity. Tyler took the opportunity to drive his cock deeper into her mouth as Tom began fucking her hard. Every thrust he took shoved her onto Tyler’s cock.

Heaven. This is heaven.
That was the last rational thought she had as another, smaller climax snuck up on her.

“Good girl,” Tyler whispered. Then he held still, his cock pumping a load of cum into her mouth. She swallowed, enjoying every bit of it.

“Yes!” Tom added his load of cum to Tyler’s in her pussy. He ground his hips against her ass while his cock throbbed deep inside her.

Exhausted, Nevvie let Tyler’s cock fall from her mouth. She flopped onto her side.

Tyler laughed. “I think she’s thoroughly knackered now, Thomas.”

“I think you’re right, Ty.” He lay behind her, cradling her body against his. “Did we wear you out?”

She nodded, a smile curling her lips.

Tyler kissed her. “She looks thoroughly satiated.” He yawned. “I know I am, loves.”

Nevvie let out a happy sigh. “I love you guys.”

Tom kissed the back of her neck. “Love you, too, baby girl. And you, Evil Genius.”

Tyler laughed. “I love you both.”

As she fell asleep, Nevvie dreamed about a little girl, maybe with Tyler’s blue eyes or perhaps Tom’s brown ones.

Nevvie, Tom, and Tyler didn’t wait any longer to share their news. The next morning after breakfast, they told everyone.

“I want a sister,” Adam demanded. “I have a brother. Now I need a sister.”

Nevvie struggled to contain her amusement. “Baby, we don’t know what it will be yet. We don’t get a choice in the matter.”

He looked frustrated. “Well, tell the doctor we want a girl.” He nodded. “Mikey says so, too.”

Tom managed to disguise his laughter with a well-timed coughing fit. Tyler’s lips pressed together in a thin line as he attempted to hold his back.

Nevvie glanced over at Mikey, who was precariously tottering around the living room after Harley. So far, he’d managed
Momma
,
Daddy
, and
Poppa
, but that was the extent of his vocabulary. “He says so too, huh?”

Adam nodded, his expression serious. “Yes, he does.”

“Well, I can’t promise you anything,” Nevvie said. She looked to Peggy for help. Peggy simply smiled and raised her hands in a “you’re on your own” gesture.

Karen, however, chimed in. “Unfortunately, Adam, my sisters kept asking for brothers and they kept ending up with girls until your Poppa was born. So maybe you’re better off not asking.”

The boy considered that. Finally, he nodded. “Okay, Aunt Karen. Maybe you’re right.”

Tyler, unable to contain it any longer, burst out laughing. “Son, there are plenty of women in this family already. Maybe we need a few more boys to even out the odds.”

“Oh. I didn’t think of that,” Adam said. He turned back to Nevvie. “Maybe a boy is better. I’ll tell Mikey that.”

Nevvie thought she would laugh herself into wetting her pants. Which had happened on more than one occasion while pregnant with both boys.

* * * *

Before lunch, Nevvie was relaxing on the back porch and watching everyone in the backyard playing football. The other sisters—minus Emily—and their respective significant others, if they had one, and their kids, also if they had some, had arrived for a cookout. Clay and the twins were there as well. Nevvie had explained to John, Kelly, Jacob, and Kyle about Emily and all were in agreement they had no desire to meet her.

John, who had been inside helping Peggy and Andrew prepare hamburgers for grilling, stepped out onto the porch. “How you doing, kiddo?”

She patted the swing next to her. “Doing okay. Tired. No morning sickness today.”

“That’s good.” He sat next to her. When he next spoke, he kept his voice low. “I’m not happy we’ll miss a good chunk of you being pregnant because you’re up here, but I think it’s for the best. Are you sure you won’t let me get you a gun and teach you how to shoot?”

She hugged him. “I appreciate it, but not right now. How’s he going to find me up here?”

“I know, but I don’t want to have you back just to lose you again. Or my grandchild. Any of them.”

“I know. Bob said they’ll probably catch him pretty soon. It’s only been a couple of weeks. He’ll do something stupid and they’ll catch him and he’ll go back to prison for years. This is just temporary. I’ve made a conscious decision not to obsess over this. He has no control over my life, and hasn’t for years. Once they catch him, we can go back to Florida. Eventually I would like to move up here for good, but if nothing else, I want a house up here to come to for visits.”

He kissed the top of her head. “You’re always welcomed to stay with us, too, if you want another place to visit. He can’t track you there, either.”

“Thanks. I appreciate it. And I will probably take you up on it.” She smiled as Adam was handed the ball and ran for the designated end zone while everyone pretended to chase him. He squealed with laughter as he ran. “Now that you’re retired, I might be asking you to babysit.”

“You name it, we’re at your disposal.”

Laurie caught up with Adam, scooped him into her arms, and carried him across the end zone. As she held him, he spiked the ball. She lifted him onto her shoulders as everyone high-fived the toddler.

John laughed. “She loves babysitting, too. One of Kel’s friends brings her five-year-old daughter over, and Laurie watches her while the mom goes grocery shopping or runs errands.” He looked sad.

“What’s wrong?” Nevvie asked.

It took him a while to answer. “When she was born,” he softly said, “Kel and I couldn’t help but think about you.” He turned his gaze on her. “We never stopped thinking about you. We never stopped loving you.”

Nevvie hugged him again. “It’s okay, Dad,” she said. She realized what she said, and that it felt right saying it. “You both did what you had to. It’s in the past and it doesn’t matter now. All that matters is we’re all together. You’re retired now, so we’ll all be able to spend more time together.”

His embrace grew stronger around her. “Thank you, Nevvie.” He finally sat back, quickly swiping at his eyes. He looked out at the backyard again. This time, Adam was playing quarterback. “You know, Kel and I really didn’t have much family. Hers wrote her off, and mine didn’t want much to do with me after I went into the air force. Frankly, I didn’t want much to do with them, either, after what happened. It’s nice having an extended family again.”

He leaned in close. “The holidays will be fun this year. I have a feeling Andrew and Peggy are becoming an item.”

“Yeah, it’s great, isn’t it?”

He smiled. “They look like kids in love.” He stared out at the yard again. “You know, Kel and I were saying last night how pretty this area is. If all our family’s up here, maybe we could move up here, too.”

“Really?” She didn’t want to get her hopes up.

“Maybe. We’d have to talk it over with Laurie. There’s plenty of time to decide that, though. And we told Kyle and Jacob we expect them to come over at least once a week for dinner while you all are gone.”

“I’m sure they’ll appreciate that. I know I appreciate you welcoming them in like that.”

“After everything that’s happened, like you said, it’d be spitting in the face of good fortune not to welcome them as family.”

“That seems to have become a common theme lately.”

“Forgiveness.” He sighed. “I spent a lot of years unable to forgive myself for what we did. Anything I can do to make it up to you…” He didn’t finish.

“Yeah, but I forgive both of you. I didn’t understand for a lot of years why, but now, I do. And it’s okay. Past is past. We have now and the future.” She grabbed his hand and squeezed it. “My kids have two granddads again. They have two grandmothers. They have aunts and uncles and cousins out the whazoo. I consider that a blessing and I won’t waste another minute dwelling on the past.”

* * * *

The long holiday weekend went far too fast for Nevvie’s liking. She made the decision to shoo Tyler home with Tom, Kyle, and Jacob. There was another tropical storm brewing in the Gulf of Mexico, and she wanted Tyler there to help Tom, Kyle, and Jacob with the shutters for their house as well as Pete and Eddie’s. Unlike the last storm, this one was already growing to a monstrous size and would likely affect the Tampa Bay area. How badly was yet to be determined.

“Call us as soon as you finish with the doctor, love. Understand?” Tyler kissed her.

“Understood. I promise.”

Tom grabbed her and kissed her. “Be safe, baby girl. We’ll be back up soon, probably next weekend.”

“Okay.” The men hugged their sons, and Nevvie hugged Kyle and Jacob. “You two stay safe. If you need to evacuate here, do it.”

“We will,” Kyle assured her.

“I’ll make sure they’re safe,” John said. He pointed at Laurie. “You behave yourself, young lady.”

“Yes, Daddy.” She smiled up at Nevvie.

Nevvie hugged John and Kelly. They would be caravanning back with the others. The RV would stay there at Peggy’s for now.

Once all the good-byes were said, Nevvie stood next to Peggy, waving as the cars disappeared down the drive.

They all trooped inside. Adam and Laurie went into the living room to play a video game. Nevvie put Mikey down for a nap and joined Peggy and Andrew in the kitchen. She noticed how they stopped talking when she entered the room.

“Oookay. What’s going on?”

Andrew blushed, but Peggy smiled. “Nevvie, would you mind if Andrew and I went out this evening?”

“Not at all.” A slow smile spread across her face. “Okay, spill it.”

Andrew appeared flustered, so Peggy took over. “Well, I’ve asked Andrew if he would consider moving in here.”

“Move in?”

She nodded. “With me.”

Poor Andrew’s face had turned a lovely shade of beet.

Nevvie grinned, squealing with delight. “That’s fantastic!” She hugged Peggy, then Andrew. “So are we doing a double wedding?”