“I agree. Poor lass was just left with no one to help or guide her. I did bring the two smallest plugs, not knowing what ye had planned. I don’t think taking a few days here would hurt anything. I cabled Bridgewater and told them we were claiming our bride and might well be a few days getting home. Besides, she canna have slept well being in jail like that,” said Caelan.
“We may have used her hard last night, but I’ll nae say she didn’t sleep well after. Did ye see how she curled between us like she’d always been there?”
Caelan smiled. “Ye do know the chances of her waking up and being the sweet, compliant girl we ended up snuggled next to last night are slim to none.”
Gavan chuckled. “I wouldna place any money on slim. I suspect the spitting wildcat will be back, in spades. She’s most likely to be embarrassed by her reaction, and a wee bit sore. Neither of us would be considered small.”
“Aye, but I do think we should get credit for not having her repeatedly last night.”
“I agree. I think I’m harder for her now than I was last night, when I saw her lying back against you; her nipples stiff, skin flushed, and pussy on display...” He ended the sentence with a sigh.
“Speaking of which, do ye think we should shave her lady bits? I like running my fingers through those silky curls but, bare, her beauty can’t be hidden from us.”
Nodding, Gavan answered, “I agree. We can give that some thought. If we decide we want her bare, we could do it when we plug her arse. I’ll do the shaving, and ye can start training her sweet arse.”
“I may well spend some time later introducing her to sucking cock. I’m like you; now that I’ve had her, I canna wait to have her again. As we’ve all the privacy in the world, we may as well keep the lass naked.”
“Aye, that way, at least, we can enjoy her beauty.”
ELIZABETH
Elizabeth’s eyes fluttered open. She couldn’t believe the sun was up, not rising, but having already cleared the horizon. It took her a moment to remember she wasn’t in a jail cell and not scheduled to hang. When she remembered why she wasn’t going to die, and the two men with whom she had shared the momentous night before, and what they had done, she felt herself blush from the tips of her toes to the roots of her hair. She sniffed and smelled coffee.
Gavan knelt down beside her, with Caelan taking up a position on the other side. Gavan lifted her body up gently and slid beneath and behind her, cradling her in his arms like she was the most precious thing in the world.
“Here, sweetheart, I brought ye some coffee. There’s nae cream for it, but I do have sugar, molasses, or chocolate, if ye’d like,” said Caelan, offering her a mug.
“Chocolate?” she asked.
She’d only had that sweet treat a few times but, each time, she had savored it.
“Aye,” he grinned. “Gavan has a serious addiction to the stuff. Instead of cream, or sugar, he adds a couple of dollops of chocolate.”
“Try it,” Caelan urged. “I’ll bet you like it. Let it sit in the mug for a moment or two to melt and, then, swirl it around to mix it in.”
Caelan handed her the mug and then fished out a small container which had the confection in it.
Elizabeth did as he told her before taking a small sip. It was heavenly. There was a slight breeze, and as it passed over her bare skin, Elizabeth realized she was still naked. The things they had done, things they had said all came rushing back to her, and she threw the coffee at Caelan and tried to escape from Gavan’s embrace.
Instead of being angry, or upset, both men laughed, as Gavan tightened his arms around her, keeping her in place. She could feel his hard cock pressing against the front of his trousers, and realized Caelan was in the same state.
“Let go of me,” she snarled.
“Nae, Lizzie. And that’s no way to act, or speak, to either of us.”
“No,” she wailed, ineffectively trying to pry his hands from around her.
“Do ye think her nipples are pebbled because of the breeze, or just wanting some attention?” Caelan asked with a grin plastered across his face.
Elizabeth managed to throw an elbow into Gavan’s chest, causing him to exhale sharply.
“Lizzie! That’s enough. You can either settle down, sit in my lap, and have some breakfast, or I’ll put you over my knee and spank your pretty bottom. And it is a pretty bottom, isn’t it, Cae?”
“Aye. ‘Tis beautiful, especially when viewed from behind when yer giving her a good plowing. It’ll be even better when it isn’t her cunny I’m taking.” Caelan reached out and traced her areola with his fingertip.
Elizabeth squirmed, kicked, and batted at Caelan’s hand, desperate to get away from them both.
“Lizzie, I told you to behave,” said Gavan with a tone that, while calm, had iron running beneath it.
“I want my clothes. He can’t just touch me whenever he wants.”
Caelan crouched down so he was eye level with her. “Aye, lass, I can. Yer my wife, and I will touch ye whenever, wherever, and however I choose, as will Gavan.”
Elizabeth balled her fist and lunged as far forward as Gavan’s strong arms would allow. Had Caelan not rocked back on his heels, she may well have broken his nose. She thought, for a moment, she had broken free of Gavan, when she was summarily spun around and tossed over his lap, face down.
Before she
