Our Fugitive Bride (Treasure Falls Brides 1)

CHAPTER11

The next morning, Mary awoke sandwiched between her two husbands. She sighed and rolled over, stretching. It had been a amazing night and she’d never dreamed they would make her feel so special. So wonderful. So very cherished.

“Good morning, darling,” Andrew said, leaning his head on his hand, his elbow supporting him as he gazed down at her. “How do you feel?”

Oh, she could wake up every morning like this.

“Wonderful,” she said, rolling toward him. “Promise me it will always be this good.”

Jesse rolled over and leaned against her back and begin to slide his tongue down her spine.

Shivers rolled through her down into her center.

“I should fix us breakfast,” she said, her breath catching in her throat, though she really wanted to lie back and let them work their magic on her body. Now she understood when Grace told her she could not explain everything to her. There was so much here that no one would ever understand until they experienced the feel of two men’s hands. Of touching your breasts and your pussy at the same time.

“Not yet,” Jesse said. “We’ve got things to do this morning. We need to make certain that our wife is happy. You’re our priority this morning and every morning.”

With a sigh, Mary let Jesse roll her onto her back. “I’ve never been happier.”

And it was true. She had never been so happy and yet she feared there was a dark cloud on the horizon, just out of reach that would destroy her newfound happiness.

“You tensed,” Andrew said. “What are you thinking about?”

There was no way she was going to tell her husbands what she’d done. Not now, not ever, unless she had to.

“I thought about how it would feel with the two of you inside me,” she said, knowing it wasn’t a complete lie. She feared taking both of them at the same time. Could her body accommodate both?

“Oh, darling, I promise you, it will feel wonderful,” Andrew said.

“And if it doesn’t, we haven’t done you proper. Your pleasure is important to us, probably even more so than our own,” Jesse said, kissing along her shoulder, his lips and his tongue taking turns. Delicious little shivers spiraled through her, going straight to her center.

She held up her hand. “Aunt Grace told me you will use a butt plug on me, to prepare me. Is this true?”

Andrew reached down, his hand stroking the side of her face. His touch was warm and she gazed into his dark brown eyes and felt herself falling into the deepest well.

“Yes, we’ll start today, but first we’re going to fuck you this morning. Then every day this week, we’re going to teach you something new. Expect to be awakened with sex and go to bed having sex. Darling, this morning your lesson is about oral sex and how much we love it.”

She gazed at both of her husbands. Last night, Andrew had placed his lips on her pussy and sucked her until she was clasping the bedsheets. Was this what they called oral sex?

“We’ll show you how we like it,” Jesse said, kissing along her neck, moving up until he was nuzzling her ear. With a sigh, she closed her eyes and relaxed into the feelings they were creating.

Then she felt the bed shift and Andrew was moving up and over her. She opened her eyes and his penis was at her lips.

“Open your mouth, Mary. I want you to suck on my cock,” he said.

“Do it,” Jesse whispered into her ear. “Put your mouth around the head and suck on the end of it. Let your tongue roll around the edges. Don’t put your teeth around it.”

They wanted her to suck on them, the way they had sucked on her and she licked her lips nervously. Finally, she opened her mouth and Andrew began to slide his cock in.

Jesse reached down between her legs and began to rub her clit. She moaned.

“Oh, yes, that’s it, darling,” Andrew said. “Make me feel good. Make me come.”

Last night, she had learned the meaning of that word, and for a moment, she froze. He was going to come in her mouth?

“Keep sucking, don’t stop. You can swallow my come,” Andrew said. “It’s all right.”

He tasted salty and there was a little bit of pre-cum seeping from the end of his cock. It didn’t taste bad, but what would happen when he filled her mouth? Could she handle it?

Jesse shoved his fingers inside her and she groaned, clenching them with her pussy. Oh, how quickly they had made her want them again, and she couldn’t wait until one of their cocks filled her.

“That’s it,” Andrew said as she realized he was sliding down deeper into her mouth. “Suck me, honey. Suck me dry. I’m about to come.”

Mary had never had any idea this was what marriage was all about and now all she wanted to do was make her men happy and for them to make her come again. Already she could feel the passion building inside her. Making her want them.

Suddenly Andrew tensed just as warmth flooded her mouth. Swallowing, she did her best not to gag.

“That’s it, you’re doing great,” Jesse said. “Swallow all of it. Soon, it will be my turn.”

With a happy sigh, Andrew pulled out of her mouth and then he leaned down and his lips covered hers as he kissed her like he would never let her go. His lips were demanding and it was like he was waiting for her to surrender, but she had already given him everything she could give, except her heart, and even that she feared he would soon take.

When he released her lips, he stared down into her eyes. “You did great and now I’m going to reward you.”

The men seemed to know automatically what they were going to do next. Jesse sat up and then positioned her down between his legs. “My turn, sunshine. Suck my cock.”

This time she was sitting up and she leaned down and put her mouth around his cock. He shoved it in and she moaned around the stiff member filling her mouth.

It was long and hard and the bulbous head filled her mouth as she ran her tongue around the end. If they enjoyed this, then she would give it to them every day of the week. They were her men, her husbands, and she wanted to make them happy.

She felt Andrew’s mouth at the entrance to her pussy. He licked her folds, his tongue sliding along the inside before he shoved it inside her pussy. A cascade of feelings spun up from her center straight into her heart and she gasped.

Jesse gripped her hair and controlled the slide of her mouth up and down on his cock. It wasn’t a bad feeling, but she felt nervous that he was going to go too far, but he was gentle and she soon relaxed.

Andrew’s fingers and tongue worked their magic, never giving her a break, but moving over her flesh until she was moaning around Jesse’s cock. She could feel the orgasm building inside her and she feared she was not going to last much longer.

“Don’t come,” Andrew told her and moved his fingers out of her pussy. His hand suddenly landed on her ass and she moaned. The next blow came closer to her pussy and then the next one landed on her pussy and she all but came right then. How could a spanking cause her to become so excited?