Jakob broke the kiss and gazed down at her. “What are you feeling?”
Gasping, she clenched the quilt in her hands. “Martin is doing something to me that is arousing something and yet I really like it.”
“Good,” Jakob said as he leaned down and took her nipple in his mouth. He pulled the end, sending heat simmering from her breasts all the way to her center. Oh God, this was so much more than she expected.
His teeth nipped her nipple and she cried out, not from pain, but from the fire that shot through her.
“Jakob,” she cried.
“Yes, darling,” he said. “We’ve only just started and already you’re crying out my name.”
Martin moved down by her feet and she couldn’t help but wonder what he was doing.
Then he spread her legs and gazed at her in the most intimate of places.
“Martin,” she cried. “What are you doing?”
“Oh, Jakob, she’s got the sweetest little pussy. And I’m going to taste it.”
Shock rumbled through her as he spread her innermost lips and he placed his mouth on her center and kissed her. Shockwaves of pleasure pulsed through her as she gripped the bed sheets.
“Blanche, we’re going to taste you in every way. And if we do it right, you’re going to enjoy every second of Martin’s mouth on your sweet cunny.”
She didn’t understand what they were doing or sometimes even what they were saying to her, but she was loving the feelings Martin was creating and even Jakob as his mouth returned to her nipples. Dear God, pressure was building inside her that had her lifting her hips, needing more, wanting more.
As Martin’s tongue lapped at her inner lips, she gripped the quilt, needing something she didn’t understand. And yet, she felt decadent with her legs spread, giving Martin even more access.
This was not how she thought of a wedding night. This was not what she expected. It was better. Desire as hot as melted butter filled her and she moaned.
As Martin’s tongue continued to lick her, she felt his finger probe her back entrance.
“Martin,” she cried. “No.”
Slap! His hand found her pussy and he slapped it hard enough to send a rush of heat through her. Stunned at the feelings, she gasped and tried to roll away.
Slap!
“We are your husbands. Your body is ours. You don’t tell us what to do. Soon, not tonight, you will experience more than my finger in your ass.”
His fingers were toying with her privates and a hot slick sheen of her essence coated his digits.
“Do it again,” Jakob said, raising from her breasts. “Slap that pussy. I can feel she’s getting ready to come.”
Slap!
The world exploded around her and she clinched Martin’s fingers as he slid inside her pussy and one in her ass as she screamed her pleasure.
“Oh,” she cried, the sound resounding in the room.
“That’s it, darling,” Jakob said. “Your first orgasm.”
As she lay there, her breathing quick and shallow, the world seemed to right itself and she gasped as Martin moved up the bed to lie on the other side of her.
They moved her and sandwiched her between them. The feeling of their big hard bodies surrounded her and she loved the feel of their naked skin against her own.
“Did you like it when I spanked your pussy?” Martin asked.
The pleasure had been so intense, and yet it seemed so unnatural when his finger rubbed her ass. But when he spanked her pussy, a rush of heat consumed her unlike anything she’d ever felt.
“We’re learning what excites you. Nothing is wrong here in the bedroom. Nothing that gives the three of us pleasure. So be honest with us.”
“It’s all so new. Yes, I enjoyed it very much. It was a shock and then the heat would overcome me.”
They pulled her into an embrace between them.
“Whatever we enjoy is not wrong,” Martin said, gazing into her eyes as he kissed her softly on the lips. “We’re your men, your husbands, and we want to make certain you enjoy sex with us.”
Moving over the top of her, Jakob knelt between her legs.
“I’m going to take your maidenhead,” Jakob said. “If you have one.”
Sure, she could argue with him and tell him she didn’t like his tone, but then that would ruin everything. She’d wait. She’d get her chance.
And he would know she did not appreciate his doubts.
Jakob rolled onto his back and then Martin lifted her and placed the entrance to her cunny right on top of Jakob’s cock. The size of his cock was large, much bigger than Martin’s, sending fear spiraling through her, and yet, she knew her body would adjust to his size.
“Jakob,” she said, as he began to fiddle with her clit, teasing her, making her want him even more than she did, “when you take my maidenhood, you’re going to apologize to me.”
A grin spread across his face as he realized she was calling him out on his maddening taunt.
“If you’re a virgin, I will,” he said. “I’ll even make certain you have another orgasm.”
“That I’m getting, regardless,” she said, feeling certain that Martin would not leave her feeling frustrated.
Jakob lifted her hips and slapped her on the ass.
“You’re getting a little brazen, bride. Don’t make me spank you again,” he warned her.
“Darling, I’ll always be forthright with you. Even if you do spank me,” she told him. “If I want to say something, I will. If I disagree with you, I will. Even if you decide to spank me.”
He raised her hips and slapped her ass again. “I’m going to love giving you spankings.”
Her hips were burning, but it wasn’t a painful burn, but more of a sensuous heat. A heat she quickly learned she enjoyed.
Martin was behind her and she felt his hands come around and squeeze her nipples. “Blanche, it’s time. Time for us to make you ours.”
Jakob placed his cock at her entrance. “The moment of truth.”