A Christmas Treasure [The Men of Treasure Cove 9] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) Read online

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  Travis, Tucker, and Tate tiredly walked into the master bedroom. With the last of the chores done, they could rest for the evening. Thanks to Tate, Emma was relaxing in a hot bath, which gave them a little extra time to clean up and get their surprise ready for her.

  All three of them had noticed over the last few weeks that their wife had been running herself ragged. She never complained, but when dark circles started to appear under her eyes, they began to worry. Emma wasn’t one to balk over little things, and they knew taking care of two little girls could be a bit much at time, especially when one wasn’t even walking yet, but she did it, day in and day out, happily. Then to add the three of them into the mix, well, they agreed that maybe they were asking too much of her and not appreciating her as they should.

  When Tucker came up with the idea of “total pamperization,” Travis and Tate agreed. Tonight was all about their wife, and it was their turn to take care of their baby.

  “Five minutes in the shower and then five minutes to set up. Tuck, did you get everything we will need?” Travis asked, as he hurriedly shucked his clothes.

  “Yep, took the snowmobile to the Pleasure Cave. Gabe had everything ready for us. It’s all in the black bag on my dresser.”

  “Good. Tate, did you put her favorite scents in the water?” He asked.

  “Yes. I know how to run my wife’s bath Trav,” Tate said, rolling his eyes at him.

  “Just asking bro, I want this night to be special for her.”

  “It will be, but I’m starting to think it might be more than being overworked. Have you noticed how little she has been eating lately?” Tate questioned his brothers.

  “Now that you mention it, I have. I came in early three days ago and made myself a tuna fish sandwich. I asked if she wanted one, but she quickly turned away, shaking her head no. I didn’t think anything of it at the time. But tonight at dinner, she didn’t eat the salad I helped prepare. I asked her if something was wrong with it when we were cleaning up, and she said she had a little bit of heartburn and didn’t want to aggravate it,” Tucker admitted to them.

  “I came in from morning chores two weeks ago and heard her getting sick. I asked her if she was okay. She told me the flu was going around,” Travis said.

  Tate looked at his brothers and shook his head. They were all idiots! Moreover, he was the biggest one of the bunch. Looking at his brothers, he said, “I think I know what’s wrong. If y’all don’t mind deviating from tonight’s escapade a bit, I bet we can weasel the truth out of her.”

  With mischievous grins, Travis and Tucker agreed.

  The glow from the bathroom illuminated her features as she opened the door, but it did nothing to mar the beauty that was their wife. Her pouty lips were full, round, and luscious, and her eyes fixed to them as they lounged sporadically around the large bedroom. Travis lay naked on the bed, stroking his cock, while Tucker leaned against the armoire doing the same. Tate sat on the hope chest at the end of the bed, his cock hard and waiting. All of them looked at her intently.

  She smiled up at them with a look of contentment on her face. “Well, well, well,” Emma said seductively as she stepped more fully into the bedroom. “Aren’t you all a beautiful sight? And here I thought I’d come out and find you asleep. Please tell me I am getting my Christmas present early.”

  She winked at Tucker and then took in Travis’s massive cock more closely. Her lips parted slightly, and some noise came out through her mouth. Tate wasn’t sure what it was, but he was used to it since they tended to have that effect on her. Their wife was a sensual, if not vocal woman once they got her aroused.

  He inclined his head and looked at Travis. His brother just lay there, stroking his huge cock, never taking his eyes from her. Even Tate could admit that after two children, his wife was still one foxy babe. Fuller around the hips, she was still the most beautiful woman in the world to him.

  “So,” she said. “Let me ask you again. Is it present time?”

  Travis cleared his throat and swallowed hard, but finally grinned at her. His eyes took in her gorgeous tits. Her nipples were hard as her fingers gently rubbed and pulled at them.

  She was a naked goddess.

  Tate hissed as she took his cock in her hand, and she stood there, looking up into his eyes as she masturbated him vigorously.

  “Is this my present?” she asked him seductively.

  Tate shook his head no.

  “Not even if I speed it up a little and play with your balls?” she asked.

  He shook his head again with emphasis and smiled.

  “But I want my present,” she pouted, and he damn near came in her hand.

  “You’re just going to have to wait and see,” he said to her, thinking how much fun this was going to be, his cock iron-hard and rigid in her warm palm.

  Being married with two kids and a cattle ranch to run wasn’t easy. At times, their sex life had taken a backseat to other things. For a while, he believed they had gotten themselves into a rut and tried to make it more interesting. Having sex with his wife was no easy task. Emma was a vivacious lover, and a simple quickie just didn’t cut it. Oh, he helped ease the itch sometimes, but what he wanted most just wasn’t feasible any given minute. However, tonight was different. Tonight, she was theirs and he planned to claim what rightfully belonged to him.

  Emma got on her knees before him, bent forward, and sucked his shaft into her mouth. Working her tongue along the ridges, she sucked at it in varying bursts of speed.

  Tate groaned.

  His eyes rolled back into his head. His wife had the most delectable, hot, sultry little mouth. She could tantalize him with the tip of her tongue or ensnare him with her uncanny suction. Just having her hot mouth sucking on his shaft had his balls drawing up.

  It wasn’t easy, but he held on. With his goddess pleasuring him, he worked hard to stem the urge to shoot his load into her mouth. He wanted this night to last. He would come when he was ready and not a moment sooner.

  Emma sensed his decision and backed off, pouting. She got back up from the floor and stood slightly back from where the three of them were. Her hands clasped behind her back. Her glistening pussy shimmered in the glowing light of the room. She was wet, ready, and turned on.

  “Aren’t I going to get any attention?” she said.

  Tucker moved like lightning.

  He fell onto his knees before her and buried his face between her legs. His tongue shot out, seeking her hot pussy and, finding it, sinking into her wet and waiting tunnel. She arched her back, grabbed his hair, and pulled his face hard into her crotch.

  Tate moved behind her and pulled her head back so he could kiss her mouth. His hands reached round her and fondled her breast.

  Tucker ate their wife’s cunt with vigor. Tate continued to kiss and tease her nipple, now hard-pebbled peaks. Emma moaned, loving the attention.

  She was so lovely, Tate thought, as he worshiped her body. Her legs parted, her head fell back, and her long, auburn hair fell down in waves. She was exotic, a siren sent to ensnare them. She had captured them, all of them, forever. They were her love slaves, and they were eager to do her bidding.

  “Bed,” Tate growled, with an authoritatively deep voice. “Now.”

  “Oh, yes!” she moaned, excitement in her eyes.

  Helping Emma to lay next to Travis, Tate climbed toward her until he was in position between her legs. His weight supported above her by his powerful arms, he moved forward until he felt the head of his dick rest against her hot, wet pussy lips.

  Travis leaned over and whispered into her ear. “Tate is gonna fuck that pussy nice and good, baby. He is going to make you spill all your secrets before he is done. Is that what you want? You want him to stick his cock in your pussy and make you scream for mercy.”

  Moaning, she replied, “Oh yes. Fuck me, Tate.”

  Moving his cock back and forth over her flesh, he felt her open up. Emma widened her legs, letting him slide the
head of his dick in the entrance to her moist, hot depths. She let out a sigh as Tate felt her flesh surround him as his massive shaft buried all the way inside her.

  “Oh yes! More, I want more!” she cried.

  “Our lady wants more, boys. Let’s give it to her,” Tate said, grinding his hips against her pelvis. Emma arched her back, spreading her legs further. Wrapping an arm under her, Tate rolled onto his back, taking her with him.

  Travis moved behind her.

  Emma gasped loudly with pain and excitement as Travis pressed inside her.

  “Oh fuck yes, Travis!” Emma cried out again as Travis sank in all the way inside. After she adjusted herself, Tate slowly began to slip in and out of her pussy while Travis’s shaft drilled her ass.

  “Oh, fuck! I want more. Give me more!” she moaned.

  Tucker came around and thrust his cock at her face. She lifted herself just enough, and his throbbing cock disappeared deep in her mouth. He reached up to feel her hanging tits.

  “Oh, shit!” Tucker growled as Emma sucked him off and worked his cock in and out her mouth. Emma bobbed, swayed, and moaned between all three of them as three shafts penetrated her in the most delicious places. It was a perfect sensation.

  Tucker took Emma’s head in his hands and he thrust into her mouth, gently fucking her with his cock. Tate slid his cock deeper into her as he rubbed and pinched her nipples. Sensitive and responsive, she groaned every time he pulled a nipple, letting it snap back.

  “That’s it, baby, take all of me. Swallow my cock. God, baby, you’re so fucking good at this. I love your mouth,” Tucker said.

  “Her ass is tight. She’s gripping me like a vise,” Travis panted as he thrust deeper into her ass.

  “Oh fuck,” Tucker said with a long, glorious moan. “I am gonna come, baby!”

  Tucker roared out, his hips jerking as he came in his wife’s mouth. Tate could hear Emma gulping down his brother’s seed. Her throat moved with each swallow. It was so erotic, he felt his own balls tighten. Emma’s pussy contracted around his cock as she orgasmed, spilling her juices onto his cock and balls.

  Tate cursed, pumping faster into her.

  When she swallowed the last of Tucker’s cum, she fell forward onto his chest, gasping.

  In that, instant Travis grunted and his cock began to convulse deep in her ass. Within seconds, Tate knew that his brother was spilling a load deep inside her.

  A blaze of power surged through him, and his cock exploded inside Emma’s pussy, wad after wad of creamy cum squirting deep inside her.

  The look on her face told him she was in heaven. Her pussy sucked hard at his cock with another orgasm. He could feel the pulses go through her as her juices flowed to mix with his semen. Her hand shot up to grasp Tucker’s cock, and she worked at that shaft furiously to suck and lick every remaining drop.

  Travis eased out of her and headed to the bathroom with Tucker right behind him. Rolling her to the side, Tate slipped from her pussy, wrapping his arm around her. She panted softly, trying to catch her breath.

  “Emma, that was amazing,” he said, then kissed her forehead.

  “Back at ya, baby,” she replied, snuggling deeper into him.

  Travis and Tucker returned with a warm washcloth. After cleaning her up, they each crawled into bed, Travis sprawled out at the foot while Tucker scooted close to her back. It wasn’t every night they all slept together, but when they did, Tate and his brothers took turns holding their wife. They never wanted to have her choose.

  Rubbing her hip, Tate couldn’t take it any longer. He knew what had been plaguing his wife lately. He didn’t know why she didn’t just come out and say something. Deciding to put an end to the mystery before Travis hauled off and had Doc run every test imaginable on her, he said, “So, by my estimations, boys, I think come late spring early summer, we’re gonna be daddies again. Isn’t that right, Emma, honey?”

  Emma yawned, “Never could keep a secret around you. You know I was planning to tell you guys on Christmas day. It was going to be your present.”

  “Give me sex. Sex is a great Christmas present,” Tucker said.

  “I agree with Tuck. Sex is a great present, baby. But seriously, this one better be a boy. Another girl and we will officially be out numbered,” Travis said, stretching, as he grabbed for the blanket at the end of the bed.

  Tate reached over and turned off the lights. His brothers were already asleep, and Emma wasn’t far behind. Holding her closer, he drifted off to sleep, dreaming of two beautiful little girls with blonde curls in the arms of their mother as he and his brothers with Tabitha and Tamara looked lovingly at them.

  Chapter Two

  Thursday, December 19th, six days until Christmas

  Jeff looked out over the range, admiring all that he saw before him. He loved his life. Everything he ever wanted was on this land, his brother, the cattle, the freedom of living as they chose, and their wife. Jeff really loved his wife.

  Life with Janie was easy. She made it easy. He still couldn’t believe his good fortune when she agreed to start seeing him. The shy, innocent librarian was everything he wanted and more. She never failed to surprise him, and her love for them got them through some rough patches. She understood them when no others did. Her patience and kindness gave them the strength to carry on when their mother was so quickly taken from them.

  Just thinking about his mother made his chest ache. He missed her terribly. Jeff had some satisfaction knowing the bastard who killed his mom was dead, though he terribly wanted to be the one who killed him. Even the mastermind behind all the devious attempts and money laundering was killed. He wished he could say he was shocked when everyone found out that Tatiana Romanov was behind the charter mess and killings. He never liked that woman. He just hated the idea that his Aunt Ann and Sophie had to live with the knowledge that a sister they once loved was the reason for all the heartache and misery behind the town.

  When Braxton found Tatiana’s body the next day after the Founder’s Day Festival, nobody really blinked an eye or batted a lash. Hell, he shrugged his shoulders and went and got something to eat. As for everyone else in town, they were all of the same mind. They didn’t care.

  The town slowly returned to normal after that, minus the mess with Hazel and her men, but even they were doing well. Life moved on, and now Jeff was eager for the future. Turning his horse toward home, he thought of his wife and his unborn child. He felt horrible that Janie was confined to the bed. She never complained, not once. Yet, when she talked with friends and her sister, he could see the sadness in her eyes. When the town was gearing up for the holidays, Janie was forced to hear everything secondhand.

  He wished he could brighten her mood, but every time he suggested something, she would just shrug her shoulders and smile, saying, “It’s all right. I don’t mind.”

  Jeff knew the holidays were a big time for family. This coming Sunday was the Christmas pageant at the church, and Janie was going to miss it. He needed to do something for her. She really hadn’t even decorated the house. According to her, there was really no need, but there was. Janie did so much for this town and those she considered her family. She would move mountains to help and never once did she complain. She was the sweetheart of the community, and it was time the community did something for her.

  Smiling, Jeff pulled out his phone, a plan forming. Dialing the only person he knew who could get the ball rolling, he placed the call.

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  Janie Marie Hicks sat on the couch in her living room, listening to the crackling fire before her as she knitted a baby blanket for her sister Charlotte, when the phone rang.

  “Jenkins residence, Janie speaking,” she said cheerfully.

  “Janie, it’s Emma.”

  “Hi, Emma, what’s up?” she asked.

  “Oh nothing, the secret is out,” Emma groaned. “Tate figured it out and told Trav and Tuck. They told Tabby and the ranch hands. Soon it’s going to be all over town.” Emma sounded a
little bit exasperated with the turn of events, but Janie knew she was happy about the news.

  “Honey, I think the town already knew. They were just keeping quiet until your men found out.”

  “How is that possible?”

  “Emma, you had the test done at Doc’s office. Unless you were there for a cold, it was easy for everyone to deduce the plausibility. So how far along are you?”

  “About eight or nine weeks,” Emma replied.

  “Oh goody! That means our babies will be close in age.”

  “How are you feeling?” Emma asked.

  “Everything’s going good so far,” Janie said, smiling. “Look, Emma, I have to get off here. Caleb just pulled up with Maria. I’ll call you later.”

  “Yeah, I have another call coming in,” Emma replied.

  “All right, talk later. Bye!”

  She loved this home and everyone who lived in it. But mostly, she loved being married to two of the handsomest men in Treasure Cove. She never thought when she first moved here that she would be tending her own home, with two husbands, and a baby on the way. Once the shy librarian of Treasure Cove, she was now Mrs. Janie Hicks, wife to Jeffery and Caleb Hicks. Life changed for her when she married the Hicks brothers. No longer the timid introvert everyone once knew, Janie learned to say what was on her mind. However, she did it with a little more couth than her sister Charlotte did. Her once solitary life was now filled with love and joy, and come summer she would be a mother.

  Getting pregnant hadn’t been easy for her, like it had for the other girls. Of course, Janie knew nothing in life was easy. Nevertheless, after the heartache of losing two pregnancies already, she wasn’t sure she wanted to give it another shot. The first baby she lost before she even knew she was pregnant, but the last baby she did know about. She lost it shortly after the funeral of her mother-in-law Margaret, and it nearly broke her heart in two. After that, she didn’t want to try again anymore. She didn’t know if her heart could take the disappointment.