Caelan wrapped her in his arms, one going up to roll her distended nipple between his fingers, and the other stealing down to slip between her legs.
“Ye want us to get home, don’t ye, Lizzie? Ye want both of yer husbands’ cocks deep inside; Gav in yer pussy, and me in yer arse?”
Lizzie leaned back into his strength and warmth, closing her eyes and reveling in his embrace. “Aye. I’m afraid ye married yerselves a wanton hussy who can’t seem to get enough of her husbands.”
The two men chuckled.
She opened her eyes and looked at Gavan. “But where did you find Outlaw? They sold him when I was captured.”
“I tracked down the new owner and bought him back. They had your saddle, and other gear, as well, so I bought that, too. Turns out, Cae, our Lizzie isn’t the only one with a naughty streak. This beast of hers has not allowed anyone to ride him.”
“He’s kind of funny about that,” she admitted, grinning. She crooked her finger at Gavan, “Will you please come see me, so I don’t get spanked for getting too close without boots on?”
Gavan grinned. “Ye’d look fine in just a pair of boots, lass,” he said, his brogue thickening as it always did when he was becoming aroused.
She hugged him and kissed him, “Thank you.”
“Well, ye needed a horse to ride…”
“Not for the horse, well, for him, too, but for everything; for keeping me safe and for loving me when I didn’t know how to love anyone, even myself.”
Caelan came up from behind and hugged her so that she stood in the strong and loving embrace of her two husbands.
8
LIZZIE
Six months had passed since they returned home with their bride. They had been welcomed home by the others at Bridgewater with much fanfare.
At first, Lizzie had been unsure of herself with the other women and was most comfortable when she was with either Gavan or Caelan. Little by little that had faded as she realized these women were far more like her than one would think at first.
Gavan and Caelan had spent a long day, moving the herd from one part of the ranch to another. There had been a general meeting of everyone at the ranch before the women split off to let the men discuss business.
“Come on, Lizzie. Let the men have their cigars and whiskey. We’ll have a nice cup of tea and talk about them,” said Emma, Ian and Kane’s wife. “You can work with me on perfecting my brogue. I have to say, it has the most delightful effect on Ian when whispered into his ear when he’s fucking me.”
Lizzie giggled and spent an entertaining evening with the other wives, regaling them with tales of her outlaw days.
When Gavan had come to collect her, she had been genuinely sorry to be the first to go.
When they went to mount up, Lizzie said, “Where’s Cae?”
“He went on ahead to prepare a bath for all three of us. We’ve been working hard all day and thought we could use a bath.”
“What about me?” she’d teased.
“Yer our favorite bath toy.”
Caelan was just finishing filling the large bathtub when they arrived. Lizzie had never thought she’d live in such a beautiful, comfortable and luxurious home. She took great pride in keeping it clean and taking care of her two husbands.
Lizzie went into their bedroom and undressed down to her corset and chemise. Caelan and Gavan had decided she would not wear bloomers. They were far too fond of being able to get their hands on her short curls, which they had decided to keep, and fingering her cunny, often bringing the honey they found there to their mouths to taste.
She was allowed to get undressed without their assistance, but only down to her undergarments. They had fallen into a pattern where Caelan would hold her with her front to his back, much as Gavan had that first night. Then, Gavan would slowly unlace her corset as he kissed the tops of her shoulders and her neck and removed it. Lizzie’s freed breasts would be tantalizingly fondled by Caelan as Gavan maneuvered her out of her chemise.
“Were ye a good lass today while we were gone?” Caelan asked.
That, too, had become ritual. Her husbands had found that there were times she needed to be spanked, even if she hadn’t disobeyed them. There was something fundamental, and profound, about having her bottom blistered that reassured her and kept her from acting out.
“No, I was a good girl, today,” she replied leaning back against his hard chest.
He turned her around to face him. Gavan caressed her ass, and she felt his hard cock run along her spine as Caelan pressed her down and offered his cock to her mouth.
“Open,” he said.
Lizzie licked her lips and did as she’d been bid.
Caelan pushed his cock past her lips and teeth to the back of her throat, groaning as he did.
Gavan steadied her head in order to keep her still so that Caelan could languidly fuck her mouth.
They might keep her head from moving, but Lizzie used her tongue and her ability to suck to pleasure him. She was rewarded when he groaned heavily, and his staff began to twitch and pulse in her mouth.
Gavan moved his hands down to her shoulders as Caelan grasped her hair in his hands, using her mouth more forcefully as she tasted the first drop of his pre-cum.
At first, she had resisted swallowing their cum, but they had insisted and, when she protested, she’d been soundly spanked. Now, she accepted they would send their cum into whatever receptacle they chose; mouth, pussy, or ass. She didn’t particularly like the taste, but it pleased them, and she was given no choice in the matter.
Caelan rocked his hips,
