Two
RANGER
"What did you do?" The accusation in Maxon's voice slaps me across the face like a whip and snaps me out of my stupefied daze. The spoonful of delicious food Sallie made us is still halfway to my mouth, and I drop it into my bowl with a clatter.
"I didn't … I don't think I— Sallie, I'm sorry.
" I stare helplessly at the woman who has stolen my heart, feeling sick from the thought that I might have caused her tears.
When Kismet sent the notice that they had found us a match, I braced myself for the idea of falling in love over time.
What are the odds that a computer program could find one person who is a perfect match for both Maxon and me?
We've been best friends since grade school, but we're totally opposite in almost every way.
He's funny and outgoing, where I'm quiet and prefer solitude.
He is a night owl, but I prefer to get up at the crack of dawn.
He's spontaneous and a little wild, where I prefer to think things through before we dive in.
We are as close as brothers, but we are fundamentally different people who happen to get along.
How could one woman check enough boxes for both of us?
But then they let us exchange letters to get to know each other, and we were both goners for Sallie.
She's funny and smart, with a quirky sense of humor She wrote us a story about the night she stayed up late to make hundreds of origami birds as Christmas presents for her fourth grade class, only to have an emergency snow day right before holiday break.
She wasn't mad about it, just laughed and said she gave them to the kids as a new year's present instead.
Her easy-going style is perfect for both of us, and the fact that she was willing to give up her whole life to live on the moon is the adventurous spirit that brought Maxon and I here as well.
Hell, I was a goner before I saw her pictures, but Maxon and I couldn't sign fast enough after seeing her curvy ass and thick thighs in those tight jeans of hers. The same ones she's wearing tonight.
"Y-you didn't do a-anything," Sallie says as she tries and fails to control her breathing. "Neither did y-you," she says miserably to Maxon. "That's the p-problem!" She breaks out in a fresh wave of sobs, and Maxon looks at me with a desperate confusion on his face that must mirror my own.
I kneel at her feet and place my hands on her chair and pull her closer to me. She startles with the movement and blinks twice as we lock eyes, but at least she's not crying anymore. "Sallie, we need more information."
"I-I moved to the m-moon for you two, and you won't even touch me." Sallie gulps in big breaths like she's trying not to cry.
I want to respond, but all the blood is rushing from my brain straight to my cock. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine.
"We didn't want to rush you." Maxon pulls our wife onto his lap and strokes her back soothingly. Although a part of me wants to be in his place, a much stronger part of me is simply pleased she has comfort. I never want to see her cry ever again for as long as I live.
"Rush me? We're married!" Sallie pulls back, her gaze darting between the two of us. Her lip quivers adorably, and fuck me, but I'd like to suck it into my mouth. I'm a monster for thinking about sex when she's crying, but the second she stepped off the ship, I've thought of nothing else.
Maxon looks like he's about to make a joke, which is par for the course when it comes to his ability to deal with emotions, but I have one sure-fire way to solve this problem.
"Which of us would you like to spend the night with tonight, Sallie?
" Her head snaps toward me, and her chest heaves.
I'm momentarily distracted by her gorgeous tits, but I manage to pull my gaze up to her eyes.
"We couldn't agree who would get the honor of having you in our bed first, so we decided to take it slow and see what happens, which was a bonehead move on both our parts.
" I glance at Maxon, and he nods in chagrined agreement.
"If this is going to work, we need to make sure we communicate what we want.
Especially you," Maxon says as he makes googly love-eyes at our wife.
I want to roll my eyes because although he sounds deep, he's just repeating the words of the counselor we met with from Kismet before Sallie got here.
Regardless of the source, it's true. With three of us involved in this relationship, it's going to take even more feedback with one another.
I hazard a glance at Sallie, wondering who she'll pick.
If I know my friend at all, and I do, we are both crossing fingers and toes to hear our own name come from her lips.
One of my greatest fears with choosing to share a partner with Maxon is that she will love him more, because everybody does.
He's charming and funny, whereas I'm a grumpy loner.
Between the cost of the matchmaking service and the fact that we already live together, we figured a shared wife was our best bet.
It doesn't mean I'm not worried.
"I, um," Sallie clears her throat and Maxon nods, encouraging her to continue. She takes a deep breath and squares her shoulders. "Do I have to choose?"
My cock jumps, already ten steps ahead of my brain. Maxon turns to me with a grin before responding to Sallie. "You sexy little vixen." She blushes a deep red and stands up quickly.
"It's not fair that one of you, I mean, us, well, it seems unfair that I have to choose when I want ... both of you," Sallie says, talking a mile-a-minute while we stare at her.
I don't have to look at Maxon to know what his answer will be. If the idea of both of us bringing Sallie pleasure is her fantasy, we're in. No question about it.
"Not every time, of course. Assuming you guys want to do it a lot." Sallie sighs loudly and covers her face with her hands. "Oh my God. Shut up."
Maxon's face is about to spit apart from his grin, and Sallie stands there looking like the tastiest treat I could possibly imagine.
"Yes." I reach for her, done wasting time.
Her eyes light up as she gives me her hand.
I tug on her wrist, pulling her into my arms and capture her mouth with mine.
She moans softly as I slide my tongue along her soft, pouty lips before darting into her open mouth.
Our lips and tongues tangle in an erotic dance, and I kiss her like I've been dreaming of since the teaser at the ceremony.
Maxon and I agreed to make the union kisses appropriate, but it was hell to hold back.
Sallie moans as I deepen the kiss. I press my hard cock against her soft stomach, leaking with need for my wife.
"Do you feel what you do to me, darling?" I growl against her lips, swallowing the little whimper she gives me in response. Sallie is no timid flower, however. She reaches for my hard bulge, finding the ridge of my cock through the fabric of my pants and runs her finger over it enticingly.
"Mine," she says as she grips my cock, and the possessiveness in that single word almost makes me cream my jeans.
I have her up and over my shoulder so fast, she lets out a little yelp.
"Oh my God, Ranger. Let me walk!" She swats at my back, trying to get me to put her down, but what does she expect when she claims me like that?
I smack her ass in response, and the little moan she lets out takes all three of us by surprise.
Oh, she liked that. I quickly stride toward the hallway, ready to make her moan like that again.
"My room," Maxon says from behind us, and I practically sprint for his door.
When we get inside, I drop Sally in the middle of the mattress, and she bounces with a laugh that goes straight to my cock. I grin, loving how her smile lights up the entire room. She locks heated eyes on me, and the promise behind them has me fisting my cock through my pants.
Sallie bites her lip, and then her eyes slide past me, growing wide as she gasps. "Holy shit, that was fast."
I turn around and find Maxon buck naked, his hard cock sticking straight out like an arrow pointed directly at his prize.
I can't blame him. My own need is feral.
The fact that she wants to take us both at once for our first time together was music to my ears.
I was also glad to hear her say that she wants to be with us separately sometimes too, but the idea of sharing Sallie feels like a metaphor for the rest of our lives.
"Gimme, gimme, gimme." Sally gets on all fours and beckons Maxon over.
He bounds over like the goddamn golden retriever he is.
He hisses when she wraps her fingers around the base of his cock, his fingers sliding through her golden hair as he cups the back of her head.
Sallie grins and then her little pink tongue darts out, swiping along the seam of his dripping cock.
"Fuck, baby." Maxon's chest heaves, his eyes glued to her as she looks up at him through her thick lashes. She opens her mouth wide, wrapping her gorgeous lips around his cock, and Maxon's eyes roll back as he moans loudly. "Oh, fucking hell that feels good."
Women on the Lunar Base are slim to none. They sent rockets full of us up here to build the new world, but it's an almost complete sausage fest. The crew is ninety percent male, and typically, if a woman is here, she's someone's wife or daughter, which makes them off-limits.
Neither Maxon nor I were ones to sleep around on Earth, both preferring relationships to one-night stands, but we've been at Lunar base for two years and eight months.
In addition to wanting a partner and family, we are both pretty sick of using our own hand for months on end, an activity that has only intensified for me since seeing Sallie's pictures and knowing she was on her way to us.
Sallie sucks and licks along Maxon's cock like he's her favorite flavor of lollipop.
The sounds of their mutual pleasure have me as hard as a rock, and I disrobe quickly, fisting my cock as I walk around to get a better view.
I pump my shaft, eyeing Sallie's sweet little pussy dripping with need.
Her honey glistens, the hard little bud of her clit peeking out from between her lips.
Her tight little asshole opens slightly with her movements as she takes Maxon deep into her throat.
I have imagined having Sallie naked in front of me so many times over the last few months, I've worried my dick might actually fall off from overuse.
I've pictured sliding into her wet heat, watching her face crumple in ecstasy as I learn the keys to her pleasure.
Nothing could prepare me for how incredible she looks naked.
"Get on the bed, Maxon," I command, my eyes locked on Sallie, my mouth watering.
Sallie comes off of his cock with a loud pop, and Maxon kisses her hard before sliding onto the bed. He shifts up on the pillows, and Sallie climbs between his legs, resuming her work like she can't get enough of his cock.
I pull her curvy hips to the edge of the bed and drop to my knees so that I'm eye-level with her sweet cunt. Her sweet honey drips down her thick thighs, and I lean forward, swiping my tongue out and along her soft skin to capture every last drop. She moans loudly around Maxon's cock.
"Fuck. She likes that. What does she taste like?" Maxon asks as he slides his hand down the mattress to play with her nipple. Sallie moans, releasing a fresh wave of desire.
"Heaven." I bury my face in her perfect pussy, gripping her ass cheeks as I eat her out from behind.
She moans, trying to ride my face as I fuck her with my tongue.
Pre-cum leaks from my tip, and I grind against the mattress with each swipe of my tongue through her sweet cream, lapping it up like she's an oasis in the desert.
My tongue slides along her slit, darting into her tight core as I savor her honey.
She moans loudly, coming off Maxon's cock as she sobs out her pleasure.
"Oh god, yes, yes, yes..." she wails as I flick at her clit. When I use my finger, she lets out a keening moan so erotic that I lose my goddamn mind. I slide my hands under her hips, lifting her off the mattress as I attack her pussy.
Sallie claws at the sheets, babbling sweet nonsense as I wind her body closer to the edge.
"Fuck, you're perfect," Maxon growls, his face red as he desperately tries to hold back so that he can come inside her. He slowly pumps his shaft, his eyes on Sallie's face as she hands herself over to me.
The sloppy sounds of my lips and tongue as I savor her desire are wholly pornographic, and I moan against her clit, her core fluttering around my fingers letting me know she's close.
"Come for me, Sallie," I demand, and she moans loudly, wanting to give in, but needing something more. "Pinch her nipples, Maxon," I bark before I suck her clit into my mouth with little pulses, mimicking the vibrators I've seen back on Earth.
"Yes, oh fuck," she wails. "I've never—" Sallie comes with a feral cry as I slide my thumb into her tight, puckered little back hole. She clamps down tightly, and then her honey floods my mouth and I moan, lapping up my prize as she rides out the waves of her orgasm with loud sobs of pleasure.
"Good girl," Maxon coos, his hands kneading at her breasts as Sallie pants loudly. When she's still, I stand and flip Sallie onto her back, trying to gauge if she can handle more or if she needs a break. The next words out of her mouth give me my answer.
"Fuck me," she begs as she runs her hands over her body. Her fingers slide along her curves, her pupils dilated as her gaze shifts between the two of us. "Fuck me, please, please, please."