Their Conquered Bride (Bridgewater Ménage 9) (Grace Goodwin)

When I thought I’d been open and exposed before, Logan wrapped his arms around my chest and pulled me back to lie down with my back pressed to his chest, his cock buried to the hilt in my ass, but my legs were spread wide, my pussy on display as if Logan were merely the bed I laid upon waiting for Ford to fuck me.

Ford moved between my legs, lining his cock up with my pussy. I felt the flared head slide over my pussy, then push against my dripping opening.

Ford leaned forward and our breaths mingled. “You’re ours, love. While I may have taken your virginity and Logan just took that arse for the first time, this is it. This is our true joining. There’s no going back. There’s nothing between us now, and there never will be again.”

His beard tickled my jaw as he whispered in my left ear.

Logan’s thick voice whispered in my right, “The only thing between us, Lizzie, is you. Just like this. We’re going to be one.”

“Right now.” Ford angled his hips and worked his cock in, filled me in one smooth stroke.

I cried out, a long keening sound. Two huge cocks filled me to the brim and I couldn’t go anywhere. They had me trapped between them. I was pinned, controlled, held, filled, fucked. I was just where I wanted to be and I had no interest in escaping.

“You may come at any time and as often as you want.” Logan’s voice, his words had me so close to the edge already. This was the darkest, most carnal thing I’d ever done, ever imagined. It had been one thing to watch Emily with her husbands, but doing it, being fucked by two men who loved me, was something else entirely. They filled my body and my heart.

The men began to move then, alternating their strokes and working my body. I couldn’t even move, impaled as I was. I had to take whatever they gave me and it was everything.

“I love you, Lizzie,” Logan whispered against my neck as he licked and sucked at the skin there. “Come all over me. Squeeze my cock.”

“Come, love. Come now,” Ford growled, his mouth roving over my shoulders, nipping at my lips as he fucked me.

I was gone, lost, filled, loved. I came, just as they commanded, because there was nothing else I could do but give them everything.

I screamed my release, every part of my body tingling and straining to take them harder, faster, deeper. The fucked me through it, their hard cocks pumping in and out, Logan’s hand on my nipples pinching and pulling as Ford claimed my mouth. They pushed me to a second orgasm just seconds after the first.

They continued to fuck me as I floated in their arms, although it wasn’t long at all before I felt Logan thrust deep and hold himself there, his body tensing under me as he pumped his seed into me as deep as it would go. He groaned and thrust again and again, then stilled. Ford soon followed, but I felt his seed hot and thick filling me, my body milking his cock to take as much of it as I could.

Ford breathed hard, as if he’d run a mile. Slowly, he pulled from me. “If we didn’t make a baby out of this joining, we will before morning.”

Taking my elbows, Ford helped me to lift up and off Logan’s cock. As I knelt between them, I looked down and watched their seed slide from me. It trickled down my thighs and dripped onto the bedding.

My body felt used and stretched and swollen, my legs wobbly and my body sated and well satisfied. But one word rang in my thoughts like a bell.

“Baby?” I asked.

Logan stroked my back, his gentle touch lulling me to lean into him. “You do know how babies are made?” he asked. I glanced back at him over my shoulder in time to catch his wicked grin.

I couldn’t help but smile back. “I do, but I don’t think it works if your seed is in my bottom.”

Ford waggled his eyebrows as he moved to lie down in the center of the bed. “Then Logan should get cleaned up, for it is his turn to fill that sweet pussy.”

I was tugged into Ford’s embrace, his hard cock ready to take me again. Just a few moments later, Logan returned from the washbasin, ready to go again, ready to plant his seed in my pussy so we could have a baby.

A baby!

I was ready for my husbands to take me again, to fill me up, for I knew I had found my true home with these two men. With two husbands, I would always be well fucked, certainly, but well loved, too.

Thank you for spending time with Elizabeth, Ford and Logan as they explored the Wild West and their love for each other. I hope you enjoyed the adventure and would be very grateful if you would take the time to leave a review at your favorite retailer.