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Gareth tries to speak, but I don’t let him, holding my hand up in a stop motion.

“You never told me. You didn’t tell me about the video. You didn’t tell me that the little ‘meeting’ your father set up wasactuallyour wedding ceremony.” I use air quotes around the word meeting. “Was that dinner supposed to be our reception?”

My words continue to flow, not giving him the opportunity to speak, determined to get this all off my chest.

“How long were you going to wait before you told me that I was your wife? Were you ever planning on it, or maybe just have your dad slip me some divorce papers in a year or two?”

Taking a deep breath, my tirade continues.

“Gareth, my father kept me under his thumb my entire life. Whether we stay married or not, you won’t do the same.Noneof you will! I found freedom when I moved to Groveton, and you will not take that away.”

Gareth leans over the desk, slamming his hands down on it and yelling out, “Enough!”

My chest heaves as I try to calm myself down. Gareth straightens and then slowly approaches me. Once he is next to me, he kneels, pulling my arms out and holding both of my hands.

“Du… Kennedy, I am sorry that we didn’t tell you…all of it. The video came late at night, and we had no idea who sent it to us. We didn’t have anyone to help us, as the only computer person we know is a guy. We didn’t want him to see us fucking you or the ecstasy on your face.

“As far as us being married, there are several reasons. First, you can only marry one of us. Despite starting on shaky ground, we all love you. Second, we wanted to protect you. Time was important since that letter sat in your desk for who knows how long. If we would have waited any longer, John Robinson would own half of your father’s company, all of his money, sold the house, and Lord only knows what else he had in the works.”

Most of what he is saying is stuff that Kassidy and I hashed out already. Hearing him say the words helps. Leaning my head back again, Gareth plays with my hands, but my mind is busy rationalizing their actions. Gareth places a soft kiss on the back of my left hand, and I realize there is something there.

Looking down, the most beautiful ring is on my finger. Staring at it in awe, my eyes tear up. He placed a large, marquise-cut diamond ring on my finger. Two bands, one above and one below, full of diamonds, flank the plain band of the engagement ring. Trying to speak through tears, my voice stutters.

“Th-tha…thank you. I-i-it’s beautiful.”

Not sure how they knew my ring size, but it fits perfectly. Staring at the ring on my finger, I was distracted by Gareth rising to his feet. He helps me up right before tossing me over his shoulder, causing me to cry out in surprise. He gives me a smack on the ass as he starts up the stairs.

CHAPTERFIFTY-SIX

With Kennedy slung over my shoulder, we make our way to her bedroom. Once on the balcony, Rodney is standing next to a door further down the hall. Heading in that direction, it takes a moment to register the fact he is only wearing his boxers. A smirk is on my lips. Having some time in the car, we made a plan of what we would do when we caught up with Kennedy.

Stepping into the room, Rodney closes the door behind us. Ashton and Callum are on the far side of the room, also dressed only in their boxers.

Unceremoniously, I toss Kennedy onto the bed. Before she realizes what is happening, each of us grabs a wrist or ankle, stripping her out of her clothes. As soon as she is naked, we use some neckties and secure her, spread out, to the bed.

Once she is secured, we start nipping, pinching, and pulling on her nipples, neck, and earlobe. Climbing up between her legs, I bend, filling my lungs with her scent. Running a finger through her pussy lips, a groan escapes me, finding her dripping.

“You ran from us, Duchess,” my words are firm. “That means you have a punishment coming.”

Kennedy starts to protest as her underwear gets stuffed in her mouth. Her eyes widen in shock. Slapping her pussy a few times, she moans in pleasure. Callum and Rodney slap her tits, turning them a pretty shade of pink. Her nipples are stiff and erect. Climbing from the bed long enough to strip from my clothes, the guys remove their boxers.

Rodney and Callum climb on the bed next to Kennedy’s head. Rodney pulls the underwear from her mouth as I thrust into her pussy in one thrust. Her breath catches, and as she opens her mouth, Rodney sticks his dick down her throat. He roughly grabs a handful of hair, controlling her movements.

Pounding into Kennedy’s tight cunt, my climax is quickly approaching. Tugging and slapping her clit, sends her over the edge. Her pussy walls are gripping my cock like a vice, pulling my climax from me as I paint the inside of her cunt with my cum. Moaning out in pleasure, my motions slow.

I pull out and climb from the bed, and Ashton immediately takes my place between Kennedy’s thighs. Rodney lets out a groan of his own as Ashton slams into Kennedy’s pussy.

Once Rodney is finished, pulling himself from her mouth and letting her hair free, Callum repeats the process. Kennedy gags slightly as Callum fucks her face the way Ashton is fucking her pussy.

It doesn’t take long before Ashton comes, letting out a groan as he does. Callum takes Kennedy’s punishment a little further. Just as he is ready to come, he pulls free of her mouth, taking his shaft in his hand. He works his hand up and down until he comes, painting Kennedy’s face, neck, and chest in his release.

Kennedy opens her mouth in protest, and Rodney stuffs her underwear back in her mouth. We start the process all over again. By the time morning comes around, Kennedy is totally spent, covered in bodily fluid and our combined juices leaking from her pussy.

Ashton, the dick that he is, zooms in on her pussy, snapping a close-up. A minute later, each of our phone’s ping, letting us know he just passed it along.

CHAPTERFIFTY-SEVEN

After our all-night fuck fest, we woke up around noon. Making our way downstairs, we find Kassidy in the kitchen. She has food made and a fresh pot of coffee sitting on the island. We make ourselves plates and dig into the amazing food. Kassidy shocks all of us as she speaks.

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