Page 18 of Their Wanted Bride (Bridgewater Brides 1)

Caleb drew in a breath and stepped back, wiping at the stubble on his face with a shaking hand. “Lord almighty, you’re beautiful, Maddy Mathis. We must be the luckiest men in Montana.”

The compliment, obviously heartfelt, made heat rise in my cheeks. My father, and even a few other men with courting on their minds, had called me pretty, but no one had ever called me that and meant it. It made my heart positively melt in my chest.

“Let me see you,” I whispered.

“Not yet.” His blue eyes glittered as he took my hand and led me to the bed. “It’s my turn first.” Still wearing his trousers, he dropped to his knees in front of me as Justin pushed me gently to the bed, then climbed up behind me.

“What are you doing?”

“Making you ready for us.” He put his hands on my hips and pulled me forward, then buried his face between my legs.

I cried out in surprise, then rested my hands on his shoulders as he pushed my thighs apart and licked my most private place. Growling, he used his thumbs to open my woman’s flesh and sucked the nub at the top of my sex into his mouth. My core spasmed, and my hips bucked at the overwhelming pleasure he delivered. How had I never known such a thing was possible?

I bit back a hysterical laugh. Maybe that was why Dahlia always looked so happy in the morning. Justin held me up, his large hands covering my breasts as he kissed my neck.

Softening his mouth, Caleb eased a finger into my untried channel. I bit my lip at the slight sting, and it vanished when he swirled his tongue around the sensitive bundle of nerves. Something twisted and tightened in my belly as he pushed his finger deeper, and my legs shook as I struggled, reaching for something just out of my grasp.

I’d touched myself before, and had even managed to make myself feel good under the covers after the house was asleep. But no amount of exploring or illicit fondling could have prepared me for what Caleb was doing with his mouth and hands.

I pushed my fingers into his hair, gripping the silky strands tightly as I bit back a whine. “Caleb, please,” I whispered. “I need something.”

He climbed to his feet and loomed over me as Justin stripped the coverlet away to reveal white sheets. Pushing gently on my shoulders, he said, “Lie down and we’ll give you what you need, sweet girl.”

Legs still quivering, I obeyed, my eyes wide as he shucked off his trousers, revealing his thick manhood. I’d never seen a man fully naked before, and my breath caught at how beautiful he was. Rampant and hard, the crown of his member glistened with white droplets of moisture. He smelled musky and a little salty, but it wasn’t unpleasant, and I inhaled his warm aroma, drawing it deep into my lungs as he stood over me.

I reached for him, pouting when he pushed my hands to the sheets. “Not yet,” he murmured. “If I let you touch me, I’m gonna come before I get inside you.”

Spreading me wide with his thumbs, he lowered his face to my core and circled my nub with his tongue, teasing me until I bucked against him. He lapped at me, then pushed his tongue inside my channel, fucking me like he would soon do with his hard shaft.

Not to be left out, Justin took one of my nipples in his mouth, laving the tender bud with his tongue before sucking it hard. A jolt of pleasure traveled into my belly.

“Oh, heavens!” I couldn’t help my cry of delight. Everything felt so wonderful. Clutching at the sheets, my body quivered as Caleb eased a finger into me once more, stretching my untried opening. Although it stung just a bit, the slight pinch of pain soon faded under his careful ministrations.

I let out another breathless cry as he fucked me gently, carefully adding a second finger as he nipped the turgid bud and licked it to soothe the sting. My channel clamped down on his fingers, the muscles sucking him deeper.

“Caleb!”

He growled his approval as my inner walls fluttered against his fingers. My breath coming in tearing gasps, I exploded for him, my cries ringing in the chilly room as my body raged with the force of my climax.

“That’s my girl,” he murmured against my flesh. I went limp, my body twitching as he gentled me, soothing my wet pussy with gentle kisses.

“Heavens,” I whispered. “That was…I didn’t know such a thing was possible.”

He moved up my body, stroking me with soft fingers. “We’re not done yet, sweetheart. We’re just getting started.”

7

JUSTIN

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I fisted my rigid cock, squeezing hard to keep myself from spilling in my trousers. It had been a long time since we’d had a woman, and Maddy wasn’t some soiled dove we could use without thought. She was our wife, and it was our job to take care of her and make her happy.

But she wasn’t making it easy. Her little hands wandered, stroking my chest and across my hard nipples, the teasing touches making me insane with wanting her. Yet I let her explore and learn my body, knowing it would make her more comfortable with me. I wasn’t a small man in any dimension, and almost wished I hadn’t lost the coin toss.

Caleb and I had decided long ago who would take our wife first. We’d planned to let our woman choose who she married legally, and the other of us would be first to bed her. I’d never thought about it much, but looking down at our wife’s small frame and untouched body, I worried I’d be too big for her.

Maddy shifted, bending her knee as she dragged a finger down my chest. “I thought you said we weren’t done,” she whispered, putting her lips to my chest. She trailed soft kisses across my belly, then moved up to bite my nipple.

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