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He whispered kisses over her face and nuzzled her neck.
She held her breath, waiting for something, but she wasn’t quite sure what.
He gave her only a moment to catch her breath and for her tightness to soften and accept his penetration. Then, slowly, he began to stroke her with long, slow thrusts that quickly turned the pain into pleasure as her body received and then accepted his dominant possession. Her sheath hugged his cock; he groaned and then rumbled his carnal need for her as he picked up the pace of his plunging rod.
Gavan held her tightly to him as he rolled his hips, moving his cock deeper and faster in her pussy. She could feel every inch and texture of his large staff as it grazed her vaginal walls. She thought she would never forget the incredible way it felt and filled her. There was another gradual building of sensual pleasure as Elizabeth’s body responded fully to his claiming. It swirled around her swollen nub and spread down and through to her heated sheath as he continued to drive within her. She could feel an almost overwhelming trembling in her nether regions as it expanded and spread throughout her body.
His movements became more deliberate and forceful. The faster he moved, the larger he seemed to grow within her. Her muscles tensed in a way she now knew was the precursor to her own climax.
Gavan’s lips moved down the side of her neck to the base of her throat.
As her muscles convulsed in a powerful orgasm, she felt his seed begin to flood her womb. Elizabeth screamed again, but wasn’t sure if it was in pleasure, or abject surrender. Her pussy shuddered blissfully all up and down his length as he continued to send his essence to the very end of her channel.
When he was finally still, he kissed her before rolling from atop her body and stroking the inside of her upper thigh in a manner that was comforting, yet possessive. She could feel the mingled essence of their coupling drying there, as well as in the soft hair covering her mons.
“Good girl. Ye have so much pleasure to look forward to. We’ll see to it. We’re going to start plugging yer bottom hole so that, in time, we can share you at the same time instead of taking turns. While Gavan fucks your sweet pussy, I’ll take your arse,” Caelan whispered in her ear.
Elizabeth shuddered at the thought but had neither the will, nor the ability, to do anything other than allow him to continue to stroke her body soothingly.
Gavan gently lifted her body off of Caelan’s, taking his place and settling her back against him, cupping her breasts and lightly rubbing her nipples. The sensitized tips responded by pebbling up and beginning to ache.
“Good girl, Lizzie,” Gavan crooned. “See how responsive our beautiful bride is, Cae? Even after losing her maidenhead, she hungers for more; don’t ye, Lizzie?”
“No,” she whispered, truly frightened that she was some kind of wanton.
“Nay, lass. Yer body doesn’t lie. Die ye not find pleasure with what Gavan did?”
She nodded.
“There’s nothing wrong with that, Lizzie. If yer husbands pleasure ye more often than themselves, then they’ve done right by ye. And I did do right be ye, didn’t I?”
Again, she nodded.
“And ye liked when I readied ye for Gavan didn’t ye? Ye felt pleasure from my touch?”
“Yes,” she said, finally finding her voice.
“Then would ye deny Caelan the same pleasure ye gave to me and that ye felt yerself?” Gavan crooned.
She shook her head.
“Then tell him, Lizzie. Tell him ye want him to make ye his as well. Go on, lass, say it. Tell Caelan ye want to feel his cock deep inside ye, stroking ye before he gives ye his seed.”
She looked down at Caelan who seemed anxious but was willing to be patient with her. The fact was she did want to feel him inside her sheath, thrusting in and out until he emptied himself.”
“Yes,” she nodded. “I want to feel Caelan as well.”
Caelan kissed her, slowly and deeply exploring the recesses of her mouth, enticing her tongue to come and dance with his, savoring the kiss and the time he was taking as it was the only thing important thing to him. She was beginning to believe that her pleasure was at least as important to them as their own… if not more.
From the time she’d started developing her womanly figure, her dreams had been filled with images of men doing the kinds of things to her she had seen men doing to their women. She had been intrigued from a young age about what went on between men and women. She questioned whether or not the shudder she had made in response to Caelan’s words was one of revulsion, or arousal. She had been told not to, and repeatedly beaten, at the orphanage for exploring her body and finding pleasure in the act. The refrain of having a wanton nature, being no more than a lustful slut and not welcome in polite society ran through her head.
Maybe they had all been right. She had laid in one man’s arms while another took her virginity. Gavan and Caelan were re-positioning her so that Caelan could make her his wife, as well as Gavan’s and, instead of being repulsed by the idea, she welcomed it.
“Nay, lass. Tis nothing to fear or be ashamed of,” murmured Caelan. “It only shows us what ye like, that you have an endless depth of passion, and that Gavan well pleased ye. Now, let’s see if I can do the same.”
Caelan lifted her away from Gavan and placed her between them so that she was lying prone against Gavan’s body. She wondered how a man as solidly built could be comfortable when she was lying on him. Caelan’s hand rested on the small of her back and stroked downward, his finger trailing between her twin globes past her pussy as it sought the turgid nub between her legs that he had rubbed and tugged previously.
Elizabeth caught her breath from the pleasurable sensations radiating out from the small button to her core. She could feel the beginnings of another powerful climax.
