When he was finished, he withdrew from her, his cock was covered with their comingled creamy response to his possession and dripping the last remnants of his seed.
“Yer a good lass. Ye give Gavan the best fuck he ever had.” He grinned at his friend as he jiggled the butt plug, making her wail. “She’s primed for ye, Gav. Fuck her hard and see that she takes to heart the lesson of what happens to disobedient wives.”
“Get out of the way, Cae,” Gavan growled.
GAVAN
He pulled Lizzie to her feet and tossed her over his shoulder, transporting her back to their bed. He meant to give her a good ramming. He knelt, laying her down none too gently and palming her breasts, tweaking and pinching her nipples. He climbed over and lowered himself between her thighs, mounting her with one, hard plunge to her depths.
Lizzie screamed again just as she had when Caelan had mounted her. She reached up and clutched at him as she came hard from nothing other than his ramming his cock home. Her legs wrapped around his, and he settled into a strong rhythm of thrusting.
He stroked her, feeling her pussy quiver and tried to remember if there had ever been a time he’d enjoyed fucking a woman even half this much. He reached under her and took hold of her sore bottom to hold her steady so he could extract the maximum amount of pleasure she could give him.
He heard her breathing speed up and lose its rhythm.
She began to pant shallowly in unison with his grunting as he plowed her.
He focused on the way she responded to keep from spilling himself too soon. Gavan felt her body stiffen in anticipation of her rapidly approaching orgasm.
She threw back her head and cried out in ecstasy as he thrust ferociously into her hot, wet heat.
Giving one final thrust, her pussy spasmed and trembled all along his cock as he pumped his seed deep inside her. His climax seemed to last forever.
She clung to him and whimpered as her cunt continued to have little mini-climaxes and encouraged him to deposit every last drop of his cum and stay coupled with her.
He uncoupled from her, sat up with his back against the headboard, and then dragged her over his lap, forcing her down on his semi-erect cock.
Lizzie collapsed against him and lay her head on his shoulder.
He wrapped his arms around her waist, allowing his hands to rest lightly on her ass.
“Ye didna mind me today, and it almost cost ye yer life. Come tomorrow morning, ye’ll be sore and tired, but we’re leaving for home, anyway. I don’t want to hear one word of complaint from ye. If ye ever blatantly disobey me again where it’s a question of safety, I’ll welt yer ass before Caelan fucks it. Understood?”
Lizzie nodded, nuzzled his neck, and settled herself in his lap, on his cock, and in their lives.
Caelan joined them and handed Gavan a bottle of whiskey he had with them. He kissed her head.
“Ye scared the shit out of us. Ye could have been killed. Never do it again,” he scolded.
She reached for Caelan’s hand with hers. “I won’t. I’m so, so sorry.”
Both men kissed simultaneously. “Forgiven,” they said in unison.
“Let that be the end of it, Lizzie. Ye ken?” admonished Gavan in a soft, but stern voice.
“Aye,” she said, cuddling up even closer as she fell asleep.
Gavan never moved that night. Lizzie slept and, for the first time, didn’t have bad dreams to disturb her rest.
LIZZIE
The next morning, she woke in their bedroll alone. Alarmed, she sat up and called for them.
Caelan stood up by the campfire, “Lizzie, ye all right?”
She stood, ran to him and wrapped her arms around his body. “I woke up, and neither of you was there.”
“Of course not, ye lazy bones, ‘tis well into the morning, and we’re leaving for home today.” Caelan saw the concern in her eyes and kissed her gently. “What’s troubling ye?”
Lizzie snuggled against him. “Nothing,” and then yelped when his hand connected with her backside.
“What have ye been told about lying?”
“Truly nothing. I’m just not used to at least one of you being there snuggling with me.”
“Ye didn’t have a lot of snuggling or affection when ye were growing up, did ye, lass?”
She shook her head. “No. You and Gav are the only ones I ever remember caring about me, wanting to make sure I was happy.”
He squeezed her tight. “Then, we’ll just have to make up for lost time.”
She smiled up at him. “Where’s Gav?”
“He had a quick errand to run. I suspect he’ll be back any time now. There he is,” he said pointing to the opening in the canyon.
Caelan was right. Gavan was astride his big appaloosa horse leading a beautiful palomino behind him. Not just any palomino, but her palomino. The one that had been taken from her when she was captured and jailed.
“Outlaw!” she cried, clapping her hands together and laughing.
She turned to Caelan and threw her arms around him, hugging him close, before spinning away and running toward Gavan.
Gavan stopped and reached down to grab her, hoisting her over the saddle in front of him and delivering a sharp blow to her backside.
“Ye didna run up to horses naked and with bare feet,” he scolded as he rode over to Caelan and handed her down. “Ye go get dressed.”
“No,” she said.
“Lizzie…” Caelan warned. “He didna get fucked this morning, he may not be in the mood for any of yer sass.”
“He’s not the only one…” she said, her eyes gleaming with mirth and lust.
“Ach, so now yer telling yer husbands yer feeling neglected.”
She giggled. “How could any woman who has the two most wonderful husbands in the world feel that? But I did miss both of you this morning.”
“Well, had
