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“Lizzie…” Caelan warned. “He didna get fucked this morning, he may not be in the mood for any of yer sass.”

“He’s not the only one…” she said, her eyes gleaming with mirth and lust.

“Ach, so now yer telling yer husbands yer feeling neglected.”

She giggled. “How could any woman who has the two most wonderful husbands in the world feel that? But I did miss both of you this morning.”

“Well, had my errand not taken longer than I expected, I might be willing to indulge your wanton nature, but we’ve a long ride ahead of us if we mean to get to Bridgewater tomorrow.”

Caelan wrapped her in his arms, one going up to roll her distended nipple between his fingers, and the other stealing down to slip between her legs.

“Ye want us to get home, don’t ye, Lizzie? Ye want both of yer husbands’ cocks deep inside; Gav in yer pussy, and me in yer arse?”

Lizzie leaned back into his strength and warmth, closing her eyes and reveling in his embrace. “Aye. I’m afraid ye married yerselves a wanton hussy who can’t seem to get enough of her husbands.”

The two men chuckled.

She opened her eyes and looked at Gavan. “But where did you find Outlaw? They sold him when I was captured.”

“I tracked down the new owner and bought him back. They had your saddle, and other gear, as well, so I bought that, too. Turns out, Cae, our Lizzie isn’t the only one with a naughty streak. This beast of hers has not allowed anyone to ride him.”

“He’s kind of funny about that,” she admitted, grinning. She crooked her finger at Gavan, “Will you please come see me, so I don’t get spanked for getting too close without boots on?”

Gavan grinned. “Ye’d look fine in just a pair of boots, lass,” he said, his brogue thickening as it always did when he was becoming aroused.

She hugged him and kissed him, “Thank you.”

“Well, ye needed a horse to ride…”

“Not for the horse, well, for him, too, but for everything; for keeping me safe and for loving me when I didn’t know how to love anyone, even myself.”

Caelan came up from behind and hugged her so that she stood in the strong and loving embrace of her two husbands.

8

LIZZIE

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Six months had passed since they returned home with their bride. They had been welcomed home by the others at Bridgewater with much fanfare.

At first, Lizzie had been unsure of herself with the other women and was most comfortable when she was with either Gavan or Caelan. Little by little that had faded as she realized these women were far more like her than one would think at first.

Gavan and Caelan had spent a long day, moving the herd from one part of the ranch to another. There had been a general meeting of everyone at the ranch before the women split off to let the men discuss business.

“Come on, Lizzie. Let the men have their cigars and whiskey. We’ll have a nice cup of tea and talk about them,” said Emma, Ian and Kane’s wife. “You can work with me on perfecting my brogue. I have to say, it has the most delightful effect on Ian when whispered into his ear when he’s fucking me.”

Lizzie giggled and spent an entertaining evening with the other wives, regaling them with tales of her outlaw days.

When Gavan had come to collect her, she had been genuinely sorry to be the first to go.

When they went to mount up, Lizzie said, “Where’s Cae?”

“He went on ahead to prepare a bath for all three of us. We’ve been working hard all day and thought we could use a bath.”

“What about me?” she’d teased.

“Yer our favorite bath toy.”

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