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His words were crude, like I was some kind of prize, but as he replaced Roscoe’s mouth with his own and trailed his fingers down my abdomen, I decided I didn’t care what he said as long as he was as good at stoking my raging fire as Roscoe was.

All my senses were alert, my whole body alive with sparks, as Shane sat up and shifted, his thighs on either side of my hips, and pressed the head of his cock at the entrance to my tight pussy. He moved it up and down over my ready, waiting slit and I rocked beneath him, wanting him. Needing him.

“So wet,” he murmured. “Roscoe prepared you well.”

With a grunt, he entered me in a single thrust and I cried out at the burning ring of fire as his cock stretched me wide. Once inside me he stilled, hovering above me, letting me get used to the feel of him. The pain was only momentary and as he smiled down at me and I relaxed, my body embraced him and he fitted perfectly. He bent his face to mine, kissed my lips hungrily, and then started moving, in and out, slow, gentle rocks of his pelvis.

I lifted my hands up to his body, wanting to feel him. My fingers explored the hard ridges of his muscles, burrowed into the fur spattered across his chest and squeezed his left nipple. My other hand slid upwards, up his neck, along the small hint of stubble that shadowed his jaw. Mine. This man was mine. The possessive words echoed in my brain as he moved faster, harder, his thrusts growing more urgent, as he claimed me completely.

I reached my hands behind his neck, pulling his face down to me. The fire inside me burnt hotter and hotter, raging out of control as Shane’s movements got quicker and deeper. He kissed me, his mouth as hot as my core, and it felt like I was soaring.

Shane lifted his head, shuddered, and stilled, filling me with his hot seed. He stayed like that for a moment, holding himself above me, his eyes closed, his expression one of pure bliss. I could do nothing but lay there and smile at the sensations that washed over me. My whole body tingled and my lady parts spasmed as Shane withdrew from me, leaving me lying there in wonder. This was what Aunt Nellie called a duty? This was anything but. Aunt Nellie had been wrong twice now. It was clear she had absolutely no idea what she was talking about.

Shane smiled tenderly, proudly, at me. “That wasn’t so bad, was it?”

“It was…” I was still breathless from our lovemaking. “It wasn’t bad,” I confirmed, touching a hand to the spot between my legs that now ached and pulsed, frowning as my hand came away covered in sticky fluid.

“Here.” Roscoe handed Shane a cloth and he pressed it between my legs, stemming the flow of him.

“It wasn’t bad at all,” I said again. “In fact I quite liked it.” I felt my face flame with heat as I thought of what we had just done. Was it wrong that I had enjoyed it?

Shane grinned. “That’s good. I hoped you would.”

“You…. You don’t think me a… a loose woman? Immoral?” My voice shook.

“No, my love.” Shane shook his head. “We think you’re perfect. Don’t we Roscoe?” From beside the bed, Roscoe nodded his agreement. “Yes, sweetheart,” he confirmed, and I released the breath I hadn’t even realized I held. “You’re perfect.”

“Come.” Shane took my hand and led me to the wash stand that stood in the corner. He splashed some water from the jug into the basin, dipped the cloth in and knelt before me, gently wiping away the residue from our lovemaking. He took his time cleaning me up, rinsing the cloth and pressing it against where his cock had been, sending sparks shooting through me all over again. His hands were so gentle when he cleansed me; in striking contrast to how he’d spanked me on the prairie.

The world was still spinning around me, not quite letting me back down to the ground. My pussy still pulsed. And as Shane’s fingers brushed over my swollen nub, I squirmed with desire. More. I wanted more.

8

ROSCOE

* * *

Our new wife was no prude that was for certain. She’d quite willingly shed her clothes and hadn’t tried to cover herself from our gaze like some women did. And she’d taken Shane eagerly. I’d watched the way her fingers dug into the back of his neck as he’d fucked her possessively. Her wanton display had made my balls ache. I wanted her. The way she’d responded to my touch earlier told me how easy she was to please, and I wanted to teach her there were no limits to the pleasure we could give her.

My cock was rock-hard and straining against my pants, begging to be set free. Looking at her now, with her eyes glazed over, a pretty smile on her face, I knew she would be able to take me. Although it would be hard to resist her sweet charms, I was intending to wait until morning, or later tonight at least, with this being her first time, but it was clear that our comely wife wasn’t sated yet. Far from it. By the looks of things, Shane had brought her almost right to the edge. But I wanted to take her flying over the brink.

“Come.” I stretched out my hand. “My turn.”

She turned to me and all I saw was eagerness. There was no hint of hesitation or question in her bold gaze as she licked her lips.

A spark jumped off my skin as she took my hand and stepped towards me, her eyes fixed on mine. There was no doubt that she wanted this.

I patted the end of the bed. “Here, kneel on this.” I helped her get into position just the way I wanted her, with her body resting on her forearms, her knees bent and legs apart on the bed, and her ass high up in the air. Her buttocks were creamy and pale; no trace of the spanking I’d administered that morning remained. I was glad. My intention had been to discipline, not bruise. I didn’t hold with cruelty.

I reached between her legs and ran a finger up her slit, flicking her clit, sliding up and down, testing her eagerness, making her wet for me. She arched her back, pushing her pussy back towards me, opening herself wide up.

Quickly, I undid my pants, pushed them down, stepped out of them, leaving them in a puddle on the floor. My cock was ready, throbbing, standing to attention.

“I’m going to fuck you now,” I growled.

“Yes!”

Her mewl of agreement almost undid me. How did we get so lucky, finding this woman?

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