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Stacy stared at her room. There was the smell of cleaning stuff like someone had cleaned her house and especially her furniture. Then she noticed the brand-new window and new molding around the edges. Clothes and other items were not left where she placed them, but they were neatly organized.
Max had begun to explain about a break-in and soon got to informing her that a package was delivered to the Sheriff’s department a few days ago. A few days ago! She was beginning to shake with anger, and damn it, she felt betrayed. They didn’t trust her to confide in her or tell her the truth about what was going on. First she caught Betsie all over Eric in the barn, and then she caught Max lying to her for over a week and keeping her business away from her.
She wouldn’t look at them as she crossed her arms in front of her chest.
“Get out!” she yelled, and they both remained where they stood.
“Get out of my house now!” she yelled.
“Stacy, honey, calm down,” Max stated.
“Calm down? No, I won’t calm down, Max. You kept this from me for a week? You lied to me and convinced me to stay at your place for days by seducing me and making me believe that this thing was special between the three of us, but meanwhile, it was a lie. I don’t want to speak to either of you.”
Max grabbed her arm and turned her toward him.
“You think that these last few weeks have been a lie? You think the fact that some asshole went searching through your panty drawers and took souvenirs isn’t making me lose my fucking mind with anger?” He pulled her to him, and she saw an expression she never had seen before. She knew Max was telling the truth, but she was hurt and disappointed. They were taking over her life and treating her like a child. His grip was firm as she tried to break free.
“He took your fucking panties and bra. He had pictures of you practically naked with only a towel on, damn it! You are our woman and we will do whatever we feel is necessary to protect you,” he practically screamed at her. He abruptly released her as if he could hurt her if he continued to touch her. She covered her face with her hands and cried as Max’s words sank in.
She felt strong arms wrap around her then the scent of Eric’s cologne.
“It’s okay, baby. I know you’re scared and a bit confused. I’m sure from your perspective it seemed like we were controlling your life and your every move, but we’re not. We love you, Stacy. I would never cheat on you, nor would I ever lie to you and pretend that my dick hadn’t remained hard since the moment we met.” He chuckled softly against her neck as he nibbled then pulled on her ear lobe. She found herself smiling slightly but still feeling pretty raw inside. She felt his cock against the crevice of her ass cheeks and then him thrusting lightly against it.
“Ya see what I mean?’ he whispered.
She turned her head slightly to look up into his eyes. Eric was being honest and sincere. She just knew it. Maybe she overreacted? Maybe she just wasn’t used to having a man really care and love her. It wasn’t fair to compare Eric and Max to other men from her past. They truly were different.
Eric leaned down and kissed her lips as he wrapped one arm around her waist and began to lift the hem of her skirt to rub along her inner thigh.
A moment later, Max stood in front of her, looking just as pissed off and angry as he was a few minutes ago.
He stepped closer, and she held her stance, ready to fight him tooth and nail. If this relationship between them was going to work, then they needed to be honest.
His nostrils flared, and he twitched his jaw as if he were having a hard time saying what he was thinking. She held his gaze while Eric continued to move his hand further up her skirt.
“Woman, you get under my skin like no other person on the face of this planet. Whether you like it or not, Eric and I are going to continue to pamper you and take care of you and be protective of you, so you just better get damn used to it. Cut out that New York attitude with me and realize that I love you, damn it, and it ain’t gonna change. I don’t want any other woman than you, and if you ever question my love for you or even suggest that I would lie to you ever again, then I’m going to throw you over my knee and give you a spanking you won’t ever forget.”
She was shocked by his words and his outburst, but before she could verbally respond, Eric cupped her pussy and Max grabbed her by her blouse and pulled her to him. He covered her mouth in a very rough and demanding way, and she ate it up. She climbed his body, wrapped her legs around his waist, and attacked his mouth in equal retaliation. In no time at all, her clothes were torn from her body and they were yanking and pulling their own clothes off in between kissing and sucking any bit of skin the three of them could get their mouths and hands on.
In a flash, Max had her pinned against the bedroom wall and his cock buried deep. He pumped into her repeatedly as she bit into his neck muscles a bit harder than usual, causing him to harden within her. His cock was rock sol
id and felt long and lethal.
A touch to her shoulder and the feel of Eric beside her and she screamed an orgasm. The sloshing sound echoed in the otherwise quiet room, and she felt her cream drip down her thighs.
Max carried her to the bed. He placed her on her feet and took position laying down on his back as Eric grabbed her, kissing her passionately. When he released her lips, she felt dazed. Eric turned her around and lifted her, placing Stacy on top of Max.
Max pulled her to him and thrust his tongue into her mouth while she adjusted her hips to allow his cock entry to her pussy. She was on fire and moistened with desire.
Eric moved in behind her, and she felt him swipe a finger from her wet pussy lips to her anus. She in return increased her thrusts, pulling her mouth from Max’s to breath.
When the tip of Eric’s cock pressed to her puckered hole, she paused to allow him access.
“Easy baby. Nice and slow so I don’t hurt you,” Eric whispered, placing a firm, large hand over her right shoulder as he pushed deeper. She wanted them both very badly and seemed oversensitive to their every touch and penetration. Her vaginal muscles gripped his cock. The thick, hard muscle pushed in with purpose and she moaned then gasped in relief.
“Oh yes. Oh, it feels so good!” she told them as Max held her hips and helped her to rise up and down on his cock. In between, Eric thrust into her ass until they found a rhythm they could keep in sync with.