Their Reluctant Bride (Bridgewater Ménage 6)

“Emily was just speaking about the plug in her ass,” Xander replied.

Tyler’s brow went up as he placed the tray on a table beneath a large window. I could smell coffee and cinnamon rolls. My stomach rumbled and Xander offered another light swat to my bottom.

“Think your ass is ready for our cocks, baby?” Tyler asked as he came over to sit beside me on the bed. He reached down and took hold of the hard base that was keeping my cheeks parted. Tugging on it, I groaned, then clenched.

“I… I don’t know,” I replied as I took deep breaths.

He was pulling it out carefully. Once he dropped it onto the bed, he slipped his hand down my back, following the length of my spine until his thumb brushed over my stretched rosette, sliding in easily. He held it still.

Xander rose from the bed and went over to our bags, retrieved the small sack that held the various plugs.

After pulling one out, he dropped the sack onto the bed. He held it up. “This one is next, sweetheart. The biggest one. Then you’ll be ready. You’ll be taken by the two of us, together.”

I couldn’t miss their eager looks as Tyler slid his thumb in and out a few times, then pulled out. He stood and went to the basin to wash.

“We’ll play with this one after breakfast,” Xander commented.

XANDER

“It’s the only way to lure Ralph out into the open,” Emily said. She placed a tureen of soup in the middle of the table. While the cook made the meal, Emily couldn’t sit idly by and let the woman serve us.

Since Tyler couldn’t sit idly by and let Emily serve us, he brought a loaf of bread on a cutting board to the table along with a bowl of fresh butter.

“There’s no way in hell I’ll allow it,” I countered, drying my hands on a dishtowel. The very idea of my wife using herself as bait to pull that asshole out of whatever woodwork he lived in was not going to happen. “I’ll agree to staying here in Helena to do so, but you’re not going to just wander the streets hoping he’ll confront you.”

We were at the kitchen table once again, this time for lunch. As Tyler had said, we’d kept Emily happy—and very busy—in our bedroom until after noon by teaching her to suck our cocks and to accept the largest plug. She was an avid pupil and we rewarded her skill and good behavior. Twice.

“Why ever not? He can’t do anything if I am in public.”

She was naive as to the way of desperate, corrupt people. I was glad for it, otherwise she would be like me, bitter and jaded. In the past few days though, I’d felt… better. It was amazing when I had to focus on someone else instead of myself. I had someone to live for, to cherish and protect, just as Tyler had said. That meant I would be extra vigilant with Emily, for I wanted no harm to come to her. Was this love? I had no fucking idea, but it was… good.

“She can be with me.” Belinda came into the kitchen. She seemed to know what was going on without having been in the room. Having known her for several years, I’d dismissed the notion that she had special abilities, instead placing her skill at knowing everything that happened under her roof to being a mother.

Tyler and I stood, then returned to our seats when she sat and reached for the ladle.

“We will go shopping. It has been a long time since I’ve enjoyed that with Olivia.” She looked to Emily. “It will be a treat for me.”

“So I’m to have my mother and my wife at the mercy of an extortionist?” I was glad to have Tyler agree with me.

Belinda waved away her son’s gruff concern.

“Before the two of you start blustering nonsense about danger, your fathers will be home tonight and can help. If they return early enough, perhaps you can go to the saloons with them, see if you can find him.”

“I thought you said you wanted us to take Emily to bed,” Tyler countered.

“You have the rest of the day.” His mother arched a brow at his contrary tone. “Then, later, have Xander stay here with her. Go to the saloon with your fathers. A celebration of marriage. Talk up your bride. This man, Ralph, might know that she married, but it’s doubtful he knows she married both of you.”

That was true. A good perk of having two husbands. One to go out and find Ralph, the other to stay and protect their woman.

“What am I supposed to say, I wore her out?” Tyler asked. “To my fathers? That seems unlikely.”

I saw Emily flush.

“A late bachelor party. It’s common knowledge that your fathers have been away. It’s only right that you three celebrate.” Belinda waved her hand through the air. “Pretend you’re drunk, let your fathers watch and see if he follows. Surely he’ll want to know where you live. Make it easy for him.”

The idea was sound. I liked the part best where I would stay with Emily. It was the only time I knew she’d be safe.

“Tomorrow then, for shopping,” Emily added, wiping her mouth with her napkin. “I’ve only shopped at the mercantile. This will be… fun.”