Gavan spun her around in Caelan’s arms. Placing the tip under the laces, he brought it up, neatly slicing through them much like a hot knife would slice butter. The corset fell to the ground. In that instance, she felt exposed, even though she still had on her chemise and bloomers. Her breasts fell free; their shape and size clearly visible, even though they were covered with a thin cloth.
Gavan turned her back around and smiled appreciatively at her curves.
The butterflies that had taken flight in her belly moved down, and their wings fanned the flames of her desire. Her nipples were puckered from the cool night air, but the space between her legs was a raging inferno.
Gavan ran his hands down the front of her body. He dropped to one knee; his hands came up to her waist, pulling at the skirt and petticoat, dragging them down past her hips.
She shivered everywhere she felt the touch of his hand, or his breath.
He couldn’t seem to stop staring at her tits, and the place where her legs joined her body, as if he knew how damp her sex had become and how it pulsed with need. He skimmed his hands farther down, removing her long socks and boots, leaving her clad in only her chemise and bloomers.
“Our bride is getting more and more aroused.” Gavan said, sliding his hand inside the waistband of her bloomers before combing his fingers through the silky curls at the apex of her thighs and parting her swollen lips before just circling the entrance of her core and stroking lightly. “The lass is soaked, Caelan. I think it’s yer turn to get her naked and see our bride in all her glory.”
Elizabeth’s knees began to buckle as they turned her around so that she was now held captive in Gavan’s embrace. Caelan leaned down, sliding her bloomers past her rump, down her thighs and calves, before removing them completely, tracing his fingers along the inside of her thigh. His hand cupped the silky triangle while his finger began to strum across the distended nub it found there.
She moaned and would have fallen forward if Gavan had not kept her erect.
She shook her head. “No,” she barely managed to sigh.
“Aye, lass. There’s nothing to fear, or be ashamed of. We’re yer husbands, and we’re going to claim ye tonight as our bride. Both of us. All of our clothes will come off so we can see each other as God intended us to. Then, we’ll lay down in the nice soft bed I made. I’ll make ye ready for Gavan, much like he did earlier after he spanked ye. Only, when I’m done, Gavan will get between yer thighs and breach yer maidenhead. When he’s finished pleasuring ye and left ye full of his seed, I’ll put ye on yer belly and take ye like a stallion takes his mare and do the same. Ye’ll know only the brief pain of Gavan tearing yer maidenhead but, then, we’ll only give ye pleasure.”
Elizabeth’s breathing was shallow and erratic. His words inflamed her lustful thoughts. She had always thought she was wanton, as she longed to feel the most intimate caress of a man. His words were seductive and, slowly, she began to want not just one, but both of them to have carnal knowledge of her body. She could no longer form thoughts, much less words, on her own. All that existed for her was being held between two strong, virile, highly aroused men. Her pussy throbbed, and she moaned deeply when Caelan slipped her chemise off so that she was finally naked.
He wrapped his arms around her as Gavan released her.
Gavan went into the lean-to and removed his clothing. He turned to face her, unashamed of his body and its response to her proximity and nudity. It wasn’t the first time Elizabeth had seen a cock, but never had she seen one that was so long and thick. It seemed to deny the laws of nature, standing straight out from his body. It was suspended and bobbed in anticipation; the thought of what it was anticipating thrilled and frightened her at the same time. He couldn’t expect that thing to fit up inside her, could he?
“Do ye like the look of Gavan’s naked body, Lizzie?” whispered Caelan. “Do ye see his cock? Do ye want him to fuck ye with it? I can’t wait to see it disappear into that sweet cunny of yours. Even better will be when I watch my own sink into your wet heat. Do ye see how finely he’s made? We will both worship ye with our bodies until we have ye exhausted, but well-fucked and happy. Can ye feel my cock straining to get out, Lizzie? We’ve waited for ye a long time, and will spend the rest of our lives taking care of all yer needs.”
Elizabeth watched Gavan approach. His naked body was covered in slabbed and corded muscles with dark hair covering his extremities, chest and nested around his engorged member.
“Here, Cae,” said Gavan in a husky voice. “Let me have her while ye get naked.”
Caelan had no more released his hold than Gavan swept her up in his arms. His chest hair was coarse and tickled her skin. He strode to the improvised bed, kneeling down and propping himself against a makeshift headboard that Caelan had constructed. Gavan pulled her between his legs, cradling her thighs between his own. The feel of his skin next to hers was a new experience yet, somehow, it felt familiar and right. He reached around and began gently kneading her breasts.
She moaned.
Caelan quickly shucked out of his clothes and stopped to poke the fire before coming to
