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"She’s better than perfect," I gritted, doing my damnedest not to come immediately like a horny stable boy.
Lily blushed at our praise and smiled up at me like the well-fucked bride she was.
After that, there was no holding back for me. No gentle claiming. I pounded into her hard and fast, as promised, and she put her hands on my hips to steady herself, taking each thrust with a satisfied "oomph" and pushing against me.
Her breath rasped in and out, and the sweet sex noises started up again, telling me she was on the verge of yet another orgasm. The walls of her pussy spasmed around me, clutched at my cock, and I felt her come as she moaned my name.
Unable to hold out against her any longer, I shot my wad hot and fast into her sopping wet pussy. My seed, Keane’s seed, and her juices combined.
She was ours.
7
LILY
* * *
"Wake up, kitten." Keane’s voice wrapped around me and woke me from a deep sleep. I blinked and adjusted to the first light of day seeping through the curtains. We were a tangled mess of arms and legs and sheets. I had no idea where the pillows ended up because I had used Rye’s chest as mine.
I ought to have been shocked, embarrassed, or at least concerned about waking up naked entwined in the limbs of two men—two very attractive and virile men, I might add. But when I checked with my conscie
nce, I found myself happier than I had been in many years.
All my life I had behaved according to expectations. Society’s, my family’s and, most recently, the Garners’. No more. My gaze lingered on the well-sculpted shapes of my two husbands, and a thrill went through me.
This was where I belonged. And as soon as we got to Bridgewater, that mysterious, wondrous place, I would be home. We were a family.
"Good morning," I said to Keane then turned to Rye. "Good morning, Rye."
He grabbed me and pulled me beneath him, his hands roaming over my flesh. "Good morning to you, little bride," he growled. I could feel his hard cock prodding at my entrance.
"Rye," Keane said, extricating himself from the tangle and standing next to the bed, "we need to be on our way if we want to get home before the heat of the day sets in."
Rye waved him off. "You go on. I’m busy. So is Lily."
With a shrug, Keane joined us. "How can I argue with that?"
Swiftly, I was placed upon my hands and knees on the mattress. This was a new position. I suspected one of many that would become familiar during the course of our marriage. Keane stood next to the bed, his manhood hard and ready and directly in my line of sight. Rye knelt behind me.
"I believe it is high time our bride had a lesson in sucking cock. What do you think, Keane?"
"I could not agree more." Keane fisted his length and stepped closer to me. Meanwhile, Rye widened my thighs and set his cock at the rim of my sex, entering from the rear.
Sucking cock? Did that mean what I thought it meant?
Keane held his shaft. "Get ready, Lily. It’s time for your first taste of cock."
They were joking, right? They didn’t really expect me to…
"Lily," Rye ordered, "let Keane put his cock in your mouth."
I gasped and stared. I shook my head from side to side.
A sharp swat sounded through the room, and I startled. Another stinging smack to my backside. I turned to gape at Rye. His gaze narrowed on me. "You will do as we say, Lily. Best you learn that lesson now." He swatted again. "Open your mouth for Keane’s cock. You might be surprised to find you like it."
For all my brave thoughts moments before about living an unconventional life and not giving in to the expectations of others, I found myself resistant. Surely such an act was depraved and wrong. Dirty. Whorish.
Another swat landed on my bottom, and I could feel my rear end heating. Rye spread my cheeks and pressed a finger to my bottom hole.
