Their Independent Bride Part 5

Janet unfolded her legs and got up from the couch to follow him over to one of the recliners. He sat down and pulled her down on his lap before he reclined the chair. She settled against his chest but found that she couldn't read in that position. She closed her book and relaxed. He held her in his arms and rubbed his hands up and down her body. Before long, she was having trouble keeping her eyes open and soon nodded off to sleep.

The sensation of movement roused her from a light sleep. She opened her eyes and found that Greg was carrying her upstairs. She gasped and grabbed hold of him.

"Easy, Janet. I won't drop you."

"Sorry, it just startled me to wake up like this."

"Just hold on and don't move. We're almost there."

She closed her eyes again and let him carry her to the bedroom where he carefully laid her on the bed. She opened her eyes when the bed dipped. He was removing his shoes. Then he stood up and pulled off his jeans. He was gloriously nude under them. She couldn't help but stare at his amazing body.

"Let's get your clothes off, baby. I want to take a nap, and having you naked next to me is a dream come true." He kissed her on the nose and began to undress her.

She was so taken aback by his admission that she didn't fight him on removing her clothes. Instead, she helped him and was soon as naked as he was. They climbed beneath the covers and Greg pulled her over on top of him. She rested her head on his shoulder and quickly drifted off to sleep.

Janet woke slowly to the feel of a tongue at her breast. She yawned and stretched with a little squeak. When teeth closed over her nipple and bit down just a little, her squeak turned into an ow!

"'Bout time you woke up, sleepyhead. I didn't think I would ever get you to open those pretty green eyes for me."

Greg smiled and then licked her nipple where he'd bitten it. She moaned and thrust her chest toward him. He took advantage of it and sucked in more of her breast while manipulating her other nipple with his fingers.

"Mmm that feels so good." She ran a hand through his hair.

He continued with his a.s.sault of her b.r.e.a.s.t.s while she dug and flexed her fingers at his scalp. When he didn't complain, she knew he enjoyed it as much as she did. She pulled on his hair to try and move him down her body. He chuckled but didn't let her lead. Instead, he pulled back and just stared down at her.

"You're not getting your way in everything, precious."

"I don't think I'm getting my way in much of anything right now." She pouted.

"Don't be too sure of that. I didn't want you outside at all today. Not until we knew more about the area. You got away with murder there, baby."

"I'm careful, Greg. I don't take unnecessary chances. I promise."

"Let's not talk anymore about that. I'm more interested in something else right now."

"Need I ask what?" Janet grinned.

"Put your hands over your head for me and don't move them no matter what."

Janet figured she could do that. She lifted her hands and held onto the mattress behind her as he slowly made his way down her body. He licked and kissed his way down her chest, her abdomen, and her pelvis until he got to her mound. There he settled himself between her legs and looked up at her from his position at her p.u.s.s.y.

"Keep your hands above your head for me."

She nodded and waited for whatever he would do next. She figured she could only profit from this. When he licked her p.u.s.s.y from her slit to her c.l.i.t, she moaned and wiggled her pelvis. Holding her hands above her head wasn't such a big deal. She changed that thought when he began to nibble at her p.u.s.s.y lips and tease her slit with his finger. The more he played, the more difficult it became to keep them there.

Greg seemed to be out to make her move them. He teased and played with her p.u.s.s.y, shoving a finger into her wet c.u.n.t and skimming around her hot spots without really ever touching them. She began to fuss at him which soon turned to curses.

"d.a.m.n you, Greg. Stop f.u.c.king around and suck my c.l.i.t!"

"Cursing isn't allowed, Janet. I'm going to have to punish you for that."

"f.u.c.k you!"

He spanked her p.u.s.s.y, and she roared in outrage until she realized it felt good. In fact, she figured if he would do that a few more times, she could come. She continued her naughty tirade, and he spanked her again and again then stopped and backed away from her.

"You're not going to get me to spank you till you come, you little minx." He grinned and walked back up her body to take her mouth.

When she would have wrapped her arms around him, he pulled back and shook his head.

"Keep those hands up there, baby."

Janet groaned but returned them to the mattress. She latched onto Greg's mouth as soon as he lowered it to hers. Even the taste of herself on his lips didn't lessen her need to kiss him. She licked along his teeth then across the roof of his mouth in her quest for more. He slid his tongue alongside hers then fought her for control. She let him have it. She was much more interested in coming than controlling.

"Easy, baby." Greg pulled back. "I'll take care of you. Just relax and let me love you."

Janet froze at that. She hadn't expected to hear those types of words from his mouth. He didn't seem to notice her reaction. Instead, he slid back down her body, licking as he went. Heat followed him wherever he touched her. Her skin flamed at each tender caress of his tongue. When he reached her sodden p.u.s.s.y once again, she willed herself to remain still so he wouldn't stop again.

"Please, Greg. I need you."

"You'll have me soon, baby." He lapped at her wet p.u.s.s.y then slowly inserted two fingers into her c.u.n.t where he searched for her hot spot.

When he located it, he stroked it until she was standing at a great precipice waiting for something to send her flying over the edge. He pumped his fingers in and out of her p.u.s.s.y as he licked around her c.l.i.t, growing closer and closer with each circle. Finally, he laid the flat of his tongue over it and pressed. She exploded with pleasure. Her body bowed as multiple sensations bombarded her.

Suddenly, Greg was flipping her over and positioning her so that he could enter her from behind. She held herself up with her hands and knees though her arms quivered from her recent climax. Then he was slowly pus.h.i.+ng his way inside her. She was swollen from her o.r.g.a.s.m, and he had to work to enter her.

"f.u.c.k, you're tight, baby. You're like a skintight glove over my d.i.c.k."

He pulled out and surged back in over and over until he was b.a.l.l.s deep in her c.u.n.t. They slapped at her p.u.s.s.y when he reached the end of her. He b.u.mped against her cervix, creating a wonderful bite of pain that sent s.h.i.+vers down her spine. When she moaned, he grunted and pulled out to do it all again.

"Oh, G.o.d! Yes!"

"Your c.u.n.t is squeezing my c.o.c.k like a vise. Do that again, baby. Yeah!"

Janet clamped down on his d.i.c.k as he tunneled in and out of her p.u.s.s.y. When he b.u.mped against her cervix she screamed and bucked against him. It felt so freaking good. She arched her back and thrust back against his body as he hammered into her over and over. It was wild and dirty s.e.x. She felt her climax building from the tiny spark it started as to a roaring inferno that raged out of control.

"Aw, h.e.l.l, Janet. You're so f.u.c.king tight." He continued plunging in and out of her p.u.s.s.y.

Janet felt him reach around her. His finger tapped at her c.l.i.t once, twice, and she exploded. Sparks burned along her skin as she came within a heartbeat of flying for real. Then Greg was growling and grew still behind her. She felt his c.u.m, hot and thick, coat her womb. He bent over her and bit her shoulder as he filled her body with his seed.

She collapsed on the bed panting like a dog. She fought for her breath and could tell that Greg was in as bad a shape as she was. He rolled off of her as he pulled out of her still-spasming body.

"f.u.c.k!"

Janet grinned. She could agree with him on that.

Now if only they could agree on everything else in their new lives.

Chapter Seven.

Janet woke up to the sound of Greg snoring next to her. She had to stifle a laugh in fear she would wake him up. She had to work at untangling her body from his without rousing him. She needed to get downstairs and start on supper. It would be dark soon and Steven would be coming inside.

Once she had extracted herself from Greg's sleeping form, she rinsed off and dressed. Then she hurried downstairs and started working in the kitchen. She'd only been there for about thirty minutes when Steven walked in and pulled off his boots. He looked worn out and ready to drop.

"Hey, love. Something smells good." He walked over and bent to kiss her.

"Why don't you go take a shower and get comfortable? I'll have supper ready soon. You can wake up Greg while you are up there. He's a sleepyhead."

"Ah, like that, is it? I missed out." He grinned and kissed her nose. "I'll roust the slacker."

Janet smiled as he disappeared from the kitchen. She heard his footsteps on the stairs as he climbed them to reach the second level. He was so much easier to deal with than Greg in so many ways, but she knew he would be just as hard if she did something after she had promised not to. Things were going to be difficult at first while they felt each other out.

Nearly an hour later, she had everything ready and was just about to call up the stairs when the men could be heard coming down. She waited for them to stick their heads in the kitchen and wasn't disappointed when Steven walked in.

"Supper about ready?"

"Yeah, come on in and sit down. Where's Greg?"

"He'll be right here. He wanted to get something from the office."

Steven took a seat at the table and a few seconds later, Greg joined them. They discussed the garden and how far Steven had managed to get.

"Should be able to row it up in the morning. Then we can get down to planting," Steven said.

"I'll get to planting. You two have done enough. You can see about your supplies and such for work."

"Baby, we'll help you while we can. You won't have us once we start working. You'll have to harvest by yourself," Greg said.

"Fine, you can help. I'll tell you where to plant, though. You have to follow my directions. I've been planning this for six months now."

"Yes, ma'am," Greg and Steven both agreed.

Somehow, Janet didn't believe they would listen to her if they took a notion to override her directions. She would be fighting with them for sure before the day was over with. Still, she would welcome their help. It was backbreaking work to bend over and seed the ground. She still couldn't get over the rich, red color of the dirt. It didn't seem real. Of course, a lot of things didn't seem real on this planet.

"What are you thinking about over there, love?" Steven asked.

"Just that there is so much about Alpha that we don't know and so much that is weird, like the different color trees and the lack of birds."

"That's why we have to be so careful here. We don't know anything about the planet. I don't care what they tried to teach us on the shuttle. It's obvious that they didn't know that much about it either. I'm beginning to think that all they checked was to see if it was inhabitable and that was it." Greg stood up and carried his empty dishes to the sink.

"I'm with you on that one." Steven followed suit.

"We haven't seen that dog-looking thing again since yesterday. Maybe it won't be back." Janet started was.h.i.+ng the dishes.

"I wouldn't count on that. It was curious. It will be back. I don't want you anywhere around it." Greg squeezed her shoulders, and then turned and followed Steven into the living room.

She could hear them continue their conversation in the other room but couldn't make out the words. It irked her that they a.s.sumed she didn't need to know anything other than what they told her. She hurried up with the dishes so that she could join them. Then she walked in the room and they went quiet with smiles on their faces.

"What?" she asked.

"Nothing. We were just talking about work." Greg reached out a hand for her.

She walked over to where he sat in his recliner and climbed up in the chair with him. He held her close to him, smoothing his hand down her arm.

"Don't stop just because I'm here. I want to know what you're talking about, too."

"Just going over the plans for building the house. We hope that the others will want to start the same way we do so that it will be easier for the four of us to work together," Steven said.

"Do you know them very well?"

"We spent a good bit of time on the shuttle with them in cla.s.ses, but other than that, we'd never met them before. They're nice enough guys from what I could tell."

"I liked their wife, Carmen. She was really nice. I can't wait to see her again. When are we having them over?"

"In two days. I figure that gives us all time to get the garden in and relax some before we visit. I thought having them over here would be a good idea." Greg s.h.i.+fted her on his lap.

Janet could feel his c.o.c.k long and thick against her hip. He was obviously aroused once again. She couldn't believe it. How could he be ready for s.e.x again so soon? Well, it had been more than three hours. Most men she knew couldn't go more than once or twice in a twelve-hour period. She was impressed and quite happy to have them as her husbands.

"What are you grinning about over there?" Steven asked her.

"Nothing. I'm just anxious to see Carmen again. It's a shame we live so far apart."

"I suppose you can talk to each other over the radios occasionally, and when you're not busy with the garden, you could visit with her all day while we are at work." Greg seemed to be thinking hard on how to accommodate her wanting to visit with Carmen more.

"That would be wonderful. I would enjoy that."

"Let's get ready for bed. Morning will be here before you know it." Steven stood up and stretched before pulling Janet out of Greg's lap and carrying her up the stairs.

Janet began undressing as soon as Steven let her slide to the floor in the bedroom. Since everyone had already had a shower, she grabbed the bathroom before they did and hurried through her nightly ritual so they could have it. Then she climbed in the bed under the covers and waited on them. She hoped they hurried since the sheets were a little on the cool side.

Greg slid into bed next to her and pulled her into his arms as soon as he was settled.

"Hmm, you smell delicious. I think I might want a second helping of you, baby."

"Are you always this h.o.r.n.y?"

"Just around you. You bring out the worst in me."

"You can say that again." She rolled over in his arms and stared up at him.

"Kiss me, Janet. I want to feel your lips on mine."