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“Put yer hands on the log, Lizzie, spread yer legs, and present yer pussy to me.”
“Caelan,” she mewled.
“Have ye not been spanked hard enough?”
“No,” she wailed and then put herself in position.
Caelan wasted no time in coming up behind her, kicking her legs apart to make room. He parted her thighs and opened the front of his trousers. His cock sprang out, and he sank into her wet heat, groaning in ecstasy.
She called for him again but this time in surrendered abandon and not in distress.
“There’s my good girl,” he crooned as he began to thrust in and out of her, riding her through several orgasms before his cock began to swell and twitch. “One more, Lizzie, come for yer husband while he fucks ye.”
Her explosive orgasm triggered his, and he butted her punished ass several times as he spurted his seed into her. Caelan straightened as he spilled the last of himself into her.
When he was finished, he uncoupled from her.
Knowing better than to get u
p, she reached her hand back, wanting and needing his reassurance.
He took her hand in his.
“I’m sorry, Caelan. That’s a long ride, and you were trying to do something nice.”
“Aye, lass, I was,” he said as he released her hand and headed toward their cookfire.
She started to cry.
Caelan returned to her and drew her up off the log.
Elizabeth collapsed into him and wound her arms around him, trying to get as close as possible. She reached behind her, reaching for Gavan in an attempt to draw him in.
He hesitated and then relented, wrapping himself around her as well.
“Ye didna please either of yer husbands with that display of temper,” growled Gavan.
“I know, I’m sorry. They wanted to kill me,” she said, petulantly.
Both of her husbands chuckled. “You stole their cattle, their horses, and their money,” they said in unison.
She peeked up at Caelan, and then over her shoulder at Gavan. “But, other than that, what did they have against me?” she asked in her most innocent tone, batting her big green eyes at them.
Both men laughed.
“Caelan, can I please go take a bath?”
“Did ye ask Gav?”
“Well, yes,” she started, but was cut off when Caelan swatted her.
“Ye didna play us against one another. If ye asked Gav and he said no, then it is Gav who must rescind his denial.”
“I’m sorry, Gav. I wasn’t trying to do that. I wasn’t thinking.”
“Forgiven, lass. And, yes, ye may go and take a bath, but do not tarry, and do not wander far. Ye stay within earshot. Do not venture much beyond the bend. There’s a good spot with a rock where you can sit to bathe.”
“But it’s deeper farther upstream, and I can swim.”
