Monroe, Marla - The Hired Hands' Dilemma [The Men of Space Station One #3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) Read Online Free

Keeton turned over and sat up on the side of the bed.
    He stood up and stretched, bringing his body in profile and exposing her to the up-close sight of his massive cock. It was longer than Boyd’s and had a slight curve to it, but it stood out heavy with need. Had she made them hard, or were they always like that in the mornings, as she’d heard?
    Ashley wasn’t sure what to do now. Staying in bed sounded like a good idea to her, but she knew she couldn’t hide from them forever. They needed breakfast, for one thing. She waited until he had pulled on his clothes and left the room before she got out of bed and grabbed clothes to put on. She shut herself in the bathroom and after completing her morning ritual, dressed and hurried downstairs.
    She found them sitting at the kitchen table talking and eating cereal. They immediately grew quiet on her arrival.
    “I thought you were going to stay in bed for a little longer,” Keeton said with a frown.
    “I figured you needed breakfast.” She wrung her hands.
    He seemed mad that she had come downstairs.
    “We can get our own food, Ashley. You don’t have to wait on us.” Boyd appeared to be trying to smooth things over.
    “But isn’t that what I’m supposed to do?”
    “You’re not our fucking maid or cook, Ashley. You’re our wife.” Keeton shook his head and got up from the table. He took his empty bowl to the sink and rinsed it out. “I’m going outside to look around.”
    Ashley felt tears well up in her eyes. Why was he angry at her?
    Boyd stood up and pulled her into his arms. “Ashley, we don’t need you to wait on us like that. This is a partnership. We work on the ranch and around the house, you take care of the house and the garden, but you don’t have to wait on us like some sort of servant. What did they tell you women, anyway?”
    “That you would be working long, hard days and need to be taken care of when you were home.”
    Ashley liked being in his arms. They felt warm and comforting around her. She could spend a lifetime in his arms. Then he pulled back and looked her deep in the eyes.
    “I need to ask you something personal, and you need to answer me honestly, Ashley. Okay?”
    Ashley wasn’t sure she liked the sound of this, but she nodded anyway.
    “Are you a virgin, Ashley?”
    She panicked. What would they do if she said yes? If she said no, they would find that out the first time they had sex with her. She finally bit her lower lip and nodded her head.
    “Fuck!” He turned away with his hands on his hips and sighed, hanging his head.
    When he turned back around it was with a face devoid of anger but full of worry.
    “How did you get paired up with us? They screened us all to be sure we would be well-suited.” He shook his head. “You didn’t tell them you were a virgin, did you?”
    This time she shook her head no and tried to stop her lip from trembling and the tears in her eyes from falling. What was she going to do? What would they do? Would they try and send her back?
    “Please don’t get rid of me. I won’t fight you. I promise.” Ashley grabbed hold of his arm and held on.
    “Ashley, making love isn’t about just fucking. It’s a give-and-take. You need someone who can be patient with you. Neither Keeton nor I are patient men. We wanted someone with a good bit of experience for that reason.”
    “They were so desperate for women to come, they aren’t picky anymore, but I was scared they wouldn’t take me if they knew.”
    He looked down at her and sighed, pulling her into his arms. He held her there for a few minutes while she got hold of herself. Then he pulled off a paper towel and handed it to her to blow her nose and wipe her tears.
    “Do you see what our dilemma is, baby? We don’t know how to introduce you to sex, much less to our kind of sex.”
    “I thought sex was sex. What can be so different than what the books say?”
    “Books, fuck, Ashley. They don’t even come close to what sex is. Did they say