Their Captivated Bride (Bridgewater Ménage 3)

Her eyes were half lidded as Cross stroked the bath sheet over her body. "How...I mean, I thought it wasn't safe with Mr. Peters."

"I dinna ken how he found ye here, but dinna worry, the other men will find him. He willna be a problem for ye any longer."

She looked at me in surprise, but remained silent, for she knew she lived now with a group of warriors.

"Enough about Peters. It's time to make you ours," Rhys said with finality. It seemed he was as eager as I to talk nae more about the arsehole Peters.

RHYS

We saw the horse from a distance, the prairie so vast and treeless. Even with the roiling clouds and wind, it was like a beacon on the horizon. Thankfully, the storm hadn't delivered any rain, otherwise we never would have been able to see her. I didn't want to think about what could have happened to her if the storm was more severe. When I saw she was whole and uninjured, I was able to catch my breath. And it was only when we had her in the bath and I was readying another one of my handcrafted plugs that I relaxed entirely. Tonight we would claim her together and there would be no doubt, nothing between us.

We'd worked her arse to accept the smallest plug, then two larger ones and she should be prepared for our cocks, but I wanted to make sure she was not fearful of it, for we only wanted to give her pleasure. That was why I selected more of a play plug than one that was for training her arse.

"Grab hold of the side of the tub, love," I told her once she was dry. Her hair was up on top of her head, secured by pins, but the long tresses would come free soon enough. She did as bid, and then looked over her creamy shoulder at us.

I groaned at the sight of her; the long line of her back, her breasts that swayed beneath her, her lush hips and perfect arse—an arse that would soon belong to us. For now, we would make her come from being played with there, so she would know how incredible it would be once a cock was buried deep inside her.

I held up the plug I'd prepared. It was slickly coated with ointment, a very narrow tip that widened into a small ball shape, then narrowed, then widened into a slightly larger ball shape, then narrowed, then again in the same way two more times so that there were four humps that would stretch her arse wider and wider going in, and when she came as I pulled it out.

Cross and Simon moved to stand on either side of her and began running their hands over her, each cupping a breast, tweaking or pulling on its nipple, kissing her shoulder, running a hand down her back. They lavished her with attention as I nudged her legs further apart so that her pussy was on perfect display. I stroked over her soft petals, opening them so I could dip a finger into her to test her readiness. There was no need, for she was glistening with her arousal and my digit came out slickly coated. Placing that hand on a soft globe of her arse, I spread her open so her rosebud was exposed. So perfect and soon, she'd have a cock there.

I handed Cross the plug so I had my hands free to pick up the jar of ointment. After dipping my fingers in, I began coating her opening with it, making her nice and slick on the outside, then beginning to push a finger in, spreading it within as well. Again and again I did this, collecting more ointment and working it into her until she was slippery inside and out. She gasped as my finger breached her, but quickly started to shift her hips back, pushing me further within. Once she started to fuck my finger, I took the plug back from Cross.

I placed the narrow tip of the plug to her opening and began to push it within, turning it back and forth as I did so. Slowly, her body accepted the plug, stretching around the first rounded shape, then pulling it in as it tapered down. I assessed Olivia's body, her breathing, the way she gripped the tub, the sheen of sweat on her skin. Simon looked at me and nodded, then turned his head back to whisper in her ear. It was too quiet to hear, but she moaned and clenched down on the plug in response to his words.

I continued to push the plug forward, stretching her wider with the next rounded section until she opened even further and then tightened around it when it narrowed again. I did that two more times until the plug was all the way in, perhaps four inches long. While it had a wide flange for me to hold and to ensure it would not go in any further, I would not leave this one within. It was a different kind of training plug. This one would teach her the feelings associated with arse play and fucking and would most definitely make her come.

"Such a good girl, taking that plug," Cross crooned. "When Rhys pulls it out, you're going to come so hard."

Olivia was so responsive and with three men tending to her, she would be well satisfied within a minute. With that goal in mind, I dipped my fingers back into her pussy and found her dripping wet. "She loves it," I told the others, and Olivia shifted her hips, the sway making her pussy and ass moving just right.

"Please," she begged.

I smiled, thrilled that she loved it when her men worked her body.

"Are you ready to come, love?" I finger fucked her, ensuring my thumb rubbed over her clit each time I moved.

"Oh, oh God. I need...I—"

"We know what you need," Cross said and I watched as his fingers rolled her nipple, and then gave it a little tug.

Her breath hissed out, but her pussy clenched down on my fingers so I knew she loved a little bit of pain along with her pleasure.

"I'm going to pull out the plug and you're going to come."

"Rhys, I...it's so big, will it—"

I cut off her question. "You're going to come," I repeated, continuing the movement of my fingers in her pussy.

Tugging on the plug, I watched her arse stretch around the largest of the round sections, then close back up. She tossed her head back, eyes wide and screamed. Her hips thrust up as I pulled on the plug again, this time her body easily opened and closed for the smaller round shape, which I knew rubbed over very sensitive flesh, which prolonged her orgasm.

Cross and Simon played with her breasts as she came, my fingers curling and rubbing over the special spot inside her pussy, tugging once more, the plug pulling out even easier.

"Rhys, I...it's too much, I...oh it's so good," she gasped.

With one last tug, the plug came free and she was still coming. I stepped away from her so she was completely empty, Cross lifting her up and carrying her into his bedroom. When he placed her on the bed she was wilted and still lingering in the glowing after effects of her pleasure. She was so beautiful like this, and it made my cock ache, knowing we could do this to her. It was so powerful to be able to use our dominance for good.

My balls were tight against my body and they ached with need. As I watched her with one leg bent so her pussy was on display, I stripped, as did the others. I moved to lay down on the bed as Simon lifted her up and easily placed her so she straddled me with her knees on either side of my hips. She placed her small hands on my chest for balance and I felt her arousal coating my lower belly. My cock slid up the seam of her arse.