A Wilde Wedding Night (The Brothers of Wilde, Nevada 0.50)

Sucking hard on Jack’s dick, her body began writhing between her three husbands, as if it had a mind of its own.

Everything—Tom claiming her ass, Will filling her pussy, Jack possessing her mouth—mixed together into a brew of hot, unimaginable pleasure. It was as if her entire life had led her to this very moment—her wedding night.

Will’s eyes closed tight. “I’m coming.”

She felt his cock pulse inside her, and her womb clenched tight around him, accepting his seed.

Jack cupped the back of her neck. “Drink all of me, sweetheart.”

She swallowed every drop of him.

Tom thrust into her ass, and came inside her, too.

With every beat of her heart, another detonation of wild, climactic sensations came alive inside her. What to call the things they’d imparted to her this night? Wondrous joy. überwältigende liebe. La petite mort.

Though she spoke English, German, and a little French, there weren’t words that could describe what Tom, Will, and Jack had given her.

None of them moved for a little bit. Carol was glad to be surrounded by her guys.

As her breathing and heartbeat slowed, Will and Jack moved off the bed. Tom kept his arms wrapped around her from behind.

Jack leaned down and kissed her again. “I love you, my wife.”

“I love you, my husband.”

Will also kissed her. “Love you, honey.”

“I love you, Will.”

Tom rolled her onto her side, and then swung his legs off the bed. Next, he lifted her up into his arms.

“What now, Tom?” she asked.

“A little refreshing shower, sweetheart.”

“You guys must be the cleanest cowboys in Nevada. You realize this will be my third washing tonight?”

“We do, but this one is special, love,” Tom said.

He carried her into the bathroom with the shower that they’d gotten ready in while she had taken her bath. Since it was large enough for all three of them, she easily stood in the middle of her three fellows.

One at a time, her husbands went under the showerhead, soaking their muscled bodies. Though they didn’t ask for her help, she wanted to wash them, just like they’d done for her. Taking one of the cloths hanging from the rod on the wall, she put it under the shower’s stream, getting it nice and wet. After adding soap to the cloth, she placed it on Jack’s muscled chest first.

His cock lengthened, and she giggled, reaching out to squeeze him. “I have quite an effect on you, cowboy.”

“You bet your ass you do, sweetheart.”

She turned to Will, and instead of washing his chest first, she went straight for his dick.

He smiled, and she felt his shaft grow under the cloth. “Me, too, doll. Me, too.”

Getting up on her tiptoes, she kissed him. Turning to Tom, she saw he was already aroused.

Tom’s voice rumbled deep in his chest. “My turn, baby.”

He lifted her up as if she was a feather, and then he slid her down until his hard cock entered her sex. She wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck. W

ith brute strength, he gently lifted her up and down, sending his dick deep into her body. There was determination in his piercing eyes, his rhythmic movements, and his hot breaths. He thrust into her again and again, sending her quickly into a state of euphoria filled with tingles and shivers. Then he shot his seed deep inside her.