Page 20 of Their Wanted Bride (Bridgewater Brides 1)

Maddy wrapped her arms around my shoulders as I collapsed on top of her, my heart thundering in my chest. Although I was almost too spent to move, I rolled off her and pulled her into a tight embrace. Kissing the top of her head, I whispered, “That was mighty fine, Mrs. Mathis. Mighty fine, indeed. Are you ready for more?”

CALEB

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“Such a good girl,” I murmured, brushing a few strands of damp red hair out of her face. “You took that big cock so beautifully. We’re proud of you.”

“This is where you’ll sleep,” Justin said. “Between us so we can pleasure you at will.”

“And you’ll never be cold,” I added.

“Mmm. I’m not cold now,” she replied burrowing her face in Justin’s chest.

I laughed softly and rolled to my back. “Come here, darling. You’re going to ride me.”

Maddy rolled over and peered at me, her face still flushed with passion. “I don’t understand what that means.”

“So innocent and sweet,” Justin said. “You’re going to straddle his hips and fuck him.”

“I don’t believe that’s how things work.” Maddy bit her lip, looking so adorably confused I wanted to kiss her.

“Have we led you astray yet?” I tossed an arm over my head and stroked my cock, rubbing my thumb over the plum colored crown as precum dribbled from the slit. Her eyes locked on my shaft and I hid a smile when she licked her lips. I couldn’t wait to see that sweet rosebud mouth wrapped around my cock. “Have we done anything you haven’t liked?”

“Yes. Supper was awful.”

Justin and I chuckled. We both thought the food was fine, but it must not have been up to her standards. Maybe there was a little bit of pampered eastern princess in our bride.

“Up you go,” Justin said, helping her to her knees. “Look at that sweet pussy, all swollen and ready for another good fucking.”

Her cheeks turned bright red and she threw her hands over her face. Despite her obvious embarrassment, a trickle of fresh moisture leaked down her thigh. Justin swiped a finger through it and sucked it into his mouth.

“You taste delicious, Miss Maddy. Now, climb on Caleb.”

“You are both naughty,” she muttered. Yet she did as we asked, tossing a knee over my hips to straddle me awkwardly. “Like this?”

“Almost.” Justin got behind her and eased her knees farther apart until her core touched me.

I hissed out a breath, desperate to control myself. “That’s a good girl, Maddy.” I stroked the silky red curls guarding her womanhood, making her hum in pleasure as I lined my shaft up with her opening.

“Lower yourself on him,” Justin encouraged. “Take his cock inside you.”

Biting her lip, she stared down at me, obviously nervous and unsure but so willing to please us. She sank down on me, and closed her eyes as I filled her. Whimpering softly, her head fell back against Justin’s chest.

“Such a good girl,” he crooned, teasing her nipples into stiff points. “Move on him. Make yourself feel good.”

“I don’t know—”

I put my hands on her hips, helping her rock back and forth on my cock as I encouraged her with short thrusts into her hot cunny. “Like that, darling. Show us how you like to be fucked.”

“Oh, oh! My goodness!” Leaning forward, she put her hands on my chest. Her hips circled, driving me to madness as she took her delight from my body.

Glancing over her head, I nodded at Justin. It was time to start preparing Maddy for both of us.

Swiping a finger through the moisture trickling down her thigh, he shifted his weight behind her. Her eyes widened and her channel clenched almost hard enough to hurt, telling me the exact moment he penetrated her crinkled rosebud.

“Justin!” Her shriek echoed and I pulled her to me, kissing her to swallow her cries. There was no sense disturbing the other guests.

“We’re going to take you here,” he murmured. “In the same way Mohamiran wives accept their husbands. We’ll fill you with our seed, and you’ll know such pleasure from us.”

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