Their Reluctant Bride (Bridgewater Menage Series Book 6) Page 6

  “I’m going to suck on these sensitive nipples as he fucks you.” Xander seemed very eager by the idea. When he leaned in and did just that, I gasped, then relaxed into the warm, wet suction.

  Tyler stroked a finger over my folds. “Swollen and dripping with Xander’s seed. I can’t tell you what it does to me seeing your slit like this. It’s my turn to mark you, baby.”

  He took the step that separated us and lined his cock up, sliding it through my wetness, then notching it at my entrance.

  “I’ll go in nice and easy, baby. At first. Should be easier for you since you’ve got Xander’s seed all up inside you.”

  Xander growled against my breast. The soft rasp of his beard against my very sensitive skin there only heightened the sensations.

  Placing a hand on my shoulder, Tyler held me exactly where he wanted me as he slowly slid up and in. My body didn’t resist as it had with Xander, the passage this time easy, just as he said. It could have been Xander’s seed that eased the way or the knowledge that I could indeed handle big cocks. I didn’t tense, just let him use my body. I didn’t have much choice; his strong grip on my shoulder allowed me no movement and Xander had a tight hold on the tip of my breast with his teeth.

  I could shift my hips as he moved in and out, but a surprising strike of his palm on my upturned bottom had me crying out and Xander letting me go.

  “Stay still. Take what I give you.” Tyler’s voice held the command I’d come to recognize in Xander and it did things to me. Xander latched onto one nipple with his mouth once again and sucked. Hard. It wasn’t as sharply painful as Tyler’s tugging fingers, but the hot, wet tug sent spasms directly to my womb. He didn’t linger on one nipple, but moved between the two as Tyler fucked me.

  “God, I love hearing the wet suck of your pussy, the way my cock fucks and fills you. Xander’s seed has made you so slippery.” Tyler’s voice only built my pleasure. I loved knowing I was satisfying both of them.

  “It’s time to come again, sweetheart,” Xander said, his breath fanning over one damp nipple. “You’re going to come because I tell you. You’re going to come because I’m going to take that tight little tip in my mouth and nip it. Hard.”

  “Fuck, Xander, she just squeezed the hell out of my cock,” Tyler said, his voice rough. He kissed the nape of my neck and nipped that tender skin.

  I cried out and tossed my head back. My fingers and toes tingled, even the tips of my ears. It was as if every bit of pleasure coalesced between my legs; that my pussy had awakened for the first time. These two had wrung pleasure from me that I never knew was even possible. It made my skin damp with sweat, my breath catch in my throat, my heart race.

  I couldn’t hold back any longer. The feel of Tyler’s cock hitting those newly discovered places inside of me and Xander’s carnal words had me so close to the edge.

  When Xander took my nipple into his mouth and licked it gently, I clenched down as Tyler thrust even harder. It was the anticipation that had me right… there.

  When Xander’s teeth sank into the tender tip, the pain radiated out from that tiny spot and spread throughout my body. Hotter and hotter I became until I burst, fire engulfing me. It was Tyler’s cock though, that kept the feelings going, that made me cry out, gasp his name, wince as the pain at my breast morphed into the most decadent pleasure.

  Tyler pulled me back onto his cock, seated himself into me fully as he groaned. I felt his release fill me as Xander’s had, hot and pulsing. I felt claimed, completely and utterly taken. There was no question they’d made me theirs this first time.

  I was lost under their spell. If they were going to coax me into thinking that they were the men for me, they didn’t need to do anything else. What just happened hadn’t been lightning. It had been so, so much more, and I wanted it again.

  And again.

  CHAPTER SIX

  XANDER

  Tyler pulled out of Emily’s pussy. I saw the regret on his face at doing so. I knew the feeling. I wanted to keep my cock deep inside of her forever. The hot feel of her, the way her inner muscles clenched and squeezed, the way she reacted as I moved inside her, were enough to make me want to never leave. But when Emily slumped down onto my lap as she recovered from her two orgasms, I relished the soft feel of her in my arms. She was so small, yet had the most lush curves. Feeling her silky skin, seeing the thin spider web of veins beneath the surface, even the sweet taste of her made me very possessive.

  While in jail, I’d never imagined I’d have a woman to call mine. I’d never thought I’d know the feelings that were brought about by a sweaty bout of fucking. Knowing my seed was deep inside her to make a child. Sharing her with my friend made it even better. To know that he would be just as protective, just as possessive of her as I was. Our combined seed mingled inside her, coated her and marked her. If we made a baby, hell, not if, but when, for we’d take her until she was ripe with child, it didn’t matter who the father was. It would be ours as much as Emily was.

  I didn’t want anyone else to see her as we did, not like this, all sweaty and sticky with our seed, breathless and limp with satisfaction. Not her pale flesh, not the desire in her eyes, the surprise there at how we’d made her feel, the look of her as she came. I wanted to punch her dead husband for having her first. She was ours. If she doubted that, we’d just fuck her until she agreed.

  “We’re not done with you yet, sweetheart,” I murmured.

  She rubbed her face against my shirt.

  “Why am I the only one naked?” she wondered.

  I glanced up at Tyler, who was tucking his cock back in his pants. I’d only lowered mine enough to free my cock.

  “Get used to it,” he said. “You’re going to be naked quite a bit from now on.”

  “Back up on your knees,” I said.

  She looked up at me and frowned. “Again?”

  I chuckled at her expression, a mixture of surprise and arousal. My cock was quickly returning to readiness at the possibility. Instead, I grabbed the plug and held it up. Her eyes widened.

  “Time for your ass training.”

  “Training?” she repeated, eyeing the plug with wariness and trepidation.

  Tyler took it from me and helped Emily back up into position. Perhaps it was her relaxed and sated state that had her so pliable. It was something to remember if she was not eager for her ass to be stretched. Having her come a time or two first might make her more amenable.

  From my vantage point, I could see between her thighs—shiny and sticky with our seed—that Tyler slowly pushed the plug up into her pussy. The wet sound of of it filling her was loud.

  “Feel that? It’s not as big as our cocks,” Tyler said as he worked it slowly in and out, then left it inside of her. Using his right hand, he slid his fingers over her slick folds, then touched her ass.

  I knew the moment he did it when her eyes widened in surprise. “Tyler!”

  “Stay still. We'll hold you this time, but you will present yourself for your training.”

  She shook her head. “No, I don’t want to. It’s going to hurt. I saw how Cross had his fingers inside of Olivia. I don’t want that.”

  “Was she being hurt?” I asked.

  She winced and groaned as Tyler continued to play. She shifted away.

  “Stop moving.” Tyler’s words didn’t keep her from trying to get away from his probing fingers.

  I put my hands on her shoulders, held her still. “Reach back, Emily, grab your ass and spread yourself open for Tyler.”

  Her eyes widened. “What? I can’t do that.”

  “You can and you will.”

  Tyler spanked her bottom.

  “Tyler!” she cried, her legs tightening about my hips. “I don’t want that plug.”

  “You want your husbands to claim you, don’t you? This is so we don’t hurt you. Like we said, Xander’s going to fill your ass for the first time with his cock while I fuck your pussy. Together. But not until you’re ready, until your ass is properl
y stretched.”

  “But—”

  “Do you want him to spank you more?” I asked.

  “No!”

  “Then spread yourself open for him.”

  “I don’t like this.”

  I had to get her mind to agree with her body, so I swiped my fingers through her wetness. Our seed. “This shows you like it. Remember, sweetheart.” With my other hand, I reached up and stroked her hair back from her face. It had fallen loose from the pins as we’d fucked her. “We might not give you what you want. We’ll give you what you need.”

  “I don’t need to have that thing in me,” she countered. I saw the heat in her eyes and this time it was in anger. My cock twitched at seeing her so riled.

  “Two choices, baby,” Tyler leaned down, kissed the nape of her neck, then murmured in her ear. “Reach back and hold yourself open for me or get spanked before you do it.”

  Her eyes narrowed as she stared at me. Slowly, she reached back and did as we said. I could see her hands holding herself open, but it was the pleased expression on Tyler’s face as he moved back and looked at her that I knew she’d done as we said.

  “Good girl,” he said.

  Tyler didn’t delay. Slowly and carefully, he worked her with his finger, using the seed that coated her pussy as lubricant.

  “What a pretty pink hole, baby. Are we the first to touch you here?”

  She nodded as she held her breath, her breasts thrust out.

  “She’s tight. I’m in.”

  When her mouth fell open and she began to pant, I knew he was finger fucking her ass. Her dark eyes met mine and held. I watched the play of emotions I could see there. Anger, surprise, discomfort and finally, yes… arousal.

  Tyler slipped the plug from her pussy. “This plug is nice and coated, baby. It’s going to slide right in. Just like Xander’s cock. Relax, take a deep breath and let it out. Good.”

  Her eyes widened and she groaned, long and low. While she didn’t want to have her ass breached, she kept her hands in position.

  I began to whisper to her. Such a good girl. You’re going to like having your ass fucked. We’re going to take you together, one of us in your ass, the other in your pussy. We’re going to get you between us and never let you go. That’s it. Take more. Let the plug stretch you wide for our cocks. Ah, your nipples are all hard again. You like this, don’t you?

  Tyler stepped back and I knew the plug was in.

  “You can let go now, sweetheart,” I said, but I didn’t release the grip on her shoulders. She might have adjusted to having a plug deep in her ass, but I didn’t want her to sit on my lap and bump it. Not yet, at least.

  Her hands dropped to her sides and she looked away. A blush crept from her cheeks, down her neck and over her upturned breasts.

  “Tyler, Emily came when we fucked her—without touching her clit.”

  I looked down her body and saw that little pink pearl jutting out from its protective hood.

  Tyler scooped her up into his arms with a surprised gasp from Emily, then lowered to his knees before me. He turned her so her back rested against his chest with her ass on my lap. I parted her legs, placing her calves onto the cushioned armrest on either side of me. The way she was leaning back, her pussy and the plug that filled her ass were visible.

  Her head rested against Tyler’s shoulder and his hands cupped her breasts.

  “You’ve been such a good girl, baby, that you get to just lie there and let us do the work now,” Tyler said.

  I touched the plug, liking the sight of the small handle snug against her stretched back entrance. Her pussy was slick and coated, her folds swollen and a bright cherry red. They were slightly parted and I could see her opening and the seed that slipped from it. Her clit was just as swollen and slick, eager for attention. Circling it with just the tip of my finger, I was careful with it. Exposed as it was, I knew it would be very sensitive.

  “The way you came without having your clit stimulated while we fucked you shows how responsive you are to us. Our cocks can make you come. We’re pleased.”

  “Fuck, yeah,” Tyler added.

  Her hips began to move as I discovered that her clit was more sensitive on the left side. Her eyes fell closed when she gave over. I loved to see her do that, to have her muscles relax, to have all the tension seep from her body as she gave herself to us.

  “So beautiful.”

  It was Tyler’s turn to whisper to her as I played, bringing her to orgasm easily. Once, twice and then again.

  She was thrashing in my lap, her body slick with sweat, her nipples plump and red. They no longer tightened when she came, her body just overwrought with pleasure.

  “I can’t… it’s too much. Please, the pleasure… it hurts,” she cried.

  A tear slipped from her closed eye.

  “One more, sweetheart, because it pleases us. Your body is ours to pleasure.” I flicked the very tip of her clit and she sighed, the slight tremor of her body the only indication she came. She went limp in Tyler’s arms.

  “Good girl,” he whispered, lifting her up and carrying her up to bed. I stood, my cock hard again, and followed. If fucking your bride into sleep was indication that she was well satisfied, then we’d been successful in claiming her. Her body responded to us, knew us and would now be owned by us.

  EMILY

  I awoke very warm. So warm I tried to push the covers down, but I realized it wasn’t heavy blankets that had me overheated. It was two men. Xander and Tyler. I’d married them. I’d fucked them. I’d held open my bottom so Tyler could put a wooden object, much too large for such a place, deep inside me. I clenched down and felt it still inside.

  The last I remember was being sprawled across Xander’s lap. Tyler had supported me as I was brought to climax again and again. I’d had no idea that pleasure could become unbearable. It had been too much. They had been too much.

  Even now, they surrounded me. Filled me.

  “Morning, baby.” I lifted my head and met Tyler’s eyes. His hand stroked over my hip. “Sleep well?”

  I offered a slight nod and felt Xander shift behind me. My head was on Tyler’s shoulder and Xander was pressed up against my back like we were two spoons in a drawer.

  “We wore you out last night,” Xander said, his voice rough and deep with sleep.

  The bedroom was lit with the soft pink of early morning. Through the open windows I heard the chirping of birds.

  Yes, they’d worn me out and I flushed, remembering all that they’d done.

  “Are you sore?” Tyler asked as Xander slipped from the bed. My back was cool from his absence.

  I took stock of my body. I had that ridiculous plug in my bottom, which while wasn’t sore, was odd. It wasn’t even uncomfortable any longer. Perhaps my body had adjusted to it or it was simply that I’d been asleep and hadn’t known it was there.

  My pussy was a little sore, tender even. They hadn’t taken me gently with their big cocks.

  “Not much,” I replied.

  Tyler kissed my forehead before he climbed from the bed. He was naked.

  My eyes widened as I stared. While I might have been fucked by both of them, they’d remained clothed while doing so, only baring the most essential of areas. Now, I couldn’t look away for I’d never seen a man so well formed. His broad chest tapered into a narrow waist, lean hips and long legs. Muscles defined every inch of him. As he grinned at me, I watched as his cock hardened, elongating and thickening, curving upward toward his navel from a thatch of light hair.

  He went to a dresser and pulled out some clean clothes and started to put them on, the sinewy muscles of his back shifting with the movement.

  While he did so, I turned my head. Sure enough, Xander was naked, too, on the other side of the room. Where Tyler had a bare chest, Xander’s had a smattering of dark hair that tapered into a thin line that went directly to the base of his cock. He was also aroused. Very aroused.

  “I… I did that to you?” I pointed at bot
h of them.

  “I like seeing those pretty breasts,” Tyler said, tucking his cock into the front of his pants.

  “He does like breasts, sweetheart. They’re going to get plenty of attention from him. Me, I like seeing that plug part those ass cheeks.”

  I realized by Xander’s words that I was bare to them. I was on my side and only my lower legs were covered. As I reached to tug the covers over me, Tyler shook his head. “Never cover your body in front of your men.”

  I dropped my hand to the bed.

  “We’d fuck you right now, but we need to meet the others for breakfast. Tell them we’re leaving today.”

  I pushed myself upright. Tyler’s eyes dropped to my chest. “Leaving?”

  “We only came to Bridgewater to visit Olivia for a spell. Now that we have you, it’s time to go home, to our own ranch and settle in. This isn’t our house or our land.”

  I’d forgotten that. This was a good thing, leaving the area, especially before Saturday when Ralph expected me to just show up at the saloon, ready to lie on my back and part my legs for money. Perhaps Ralph wouldn’t even know where I went and would forget about me and what I owed him. If he couldn’t find me then my secret would remain safe.

  This alone had me eager to rise. Tyler grabbed my shift off the back of the chair and tossed it onto the bed before me. He hadn’t spent the time to button his shirt.

  “Put on your shift and come downstairs. I’ll heat some water on the stove for you to clean up.” He ran a knuckle down my cheek, then left.

  Xander finished dressing, then knelt on the bed, cupped his palm around the back of my neck and pulled me in for a kiss. A sweet one. A slow one. When his tongue dipped into my mouth, I gasped. He took that opportunity to plunder and I sank into it. I’d never been kissed with a man who had a beard. Well, I’d only been kissed by Frank before now, and in comparison, it was as if I’d been kissing a fish.

  The beard was soft and it tickled, but it was forgotten as his tongue tangled with mine.