Lizzie focused on relaxing her jaw so she could take him more deeply as he increased his tempo.
Calen made noises of deep male gratification and arousal as he took her mouth; it was music to her ears. His cock seemed to swell as it began shooting his load down her throat. He tasted salty, yet sweet, and his cum going down her gullet and into her belly was warm and satisfying.
When he finished, he opened his eyes and looked down at her and over at Gavan. They often reversed who fucked her mouth, with the other getting his choice of which of her other two pleasure portals he wanted to fuck.
Slowly, Caelan withdrew from her mouth, and Gavan leaned down to pick her up and take her into the bath where he set her in the water.
“Scoot forward,” he said.
As she did so, Gavan stepped into the tub behind her and lowered himself into the water, with Caelan doing the same, except in front of and facing her.
Leaning against his chest, Gavan would wrap her in his arms as she laid her head on his shoulder. She could feel his hard cock pressing against her as he picked up the washcloth and began to bathe both of them.
Caelan did the same, never taking his eyes off of them and often reaching over to caress her. Gavan, for the most part, seemed content to just hold her and allow her to luxuriate in the water.
She closed her eyes and relaxed against him.
The water began to cool, and she took both of his hands, which were holding the sides of the tub, and brought them down to her breasts.
Gavan enclosed both of her mounds, squeezing gently before tracing circles around her areolas and then rolling her already stiff nipples between his strong fingers.
Lizzie moaned again, but this time in arousal, and not in relaxation.
Gavan continued to massage her left tit as he trailed his right index finger down the centerline of her body and through the patch of hair covering her mons. He deftly probed until he found her clit and began to mimic with it what he was doing to her left nipple.
Lizzie squirmed and was rewarded by him pinching both stiffened nubs until she quelled her own need and lay back against him. “Gavan?”
“Aye, Lizzie?” he murmured.
“Are you going to keep me in this chilly water, just playing around, or are we going to get out, get in bed, and fuck?” She leaned over to Caelan, taking his semi-erect member in her hand and squeezing gently. “I may not have needed to be spanked, but I do need to be fucked.”
He smiled. “Who decides when ye get fucked?”
She pouted, “You, or Gavan.”
He nodded. “And who does the fucking?”
“You and Gavan,” she said, hearing Gavan’s sexy chuckle behind her and anticipating the next question.
“And who gets fucked?”
“I do.”
“There’s a good lass,” said Gavan as he stood and exited the tub, offering her his hand. “Do ye think our bride has been good enough to have her way with us?”
Caelan laughed. “Never, but I’m damn well horny enough that I mean to give her a good ramming. What do ye say you take her cunny, and I’ll have her arse?”
Lizzie inhaled sharply. There was something deeply satisfying about having the two of them fucking her at the same time.
They stood her in front of the fire, each holding her wrapped in a towel until they were dried off and had her dried as well.
“Ye do realize, Lizzie, that yer the only woman the laird there has ever loved.”
Gavan snorted. “As opposed to the plowboy who loved anything that offered her cunny, or arse, to fuck.”
She smiled, but wisely decided to remain silent. Even though she stood beside them in front of the fire being dried by them both, she was not a part of the conversation. This was between them and, while they loved her, they loved each other as well. Their love didn’t include fucking, or touching, each other, but it was as profound as the love they each bore for her. She was the most important thing in this life to each and both of them. They all cared for the others and, by sharing her, they had created a family, and a life. Lizzie, who had spent so much of her life alone, was now the center of their world and basked in their light.
Gavan led her to the bed. “On your knees, Lizzie. I mean to suck yer cunny while Cae gets yer arse ready. Yer going to get fucked by both yer husbands tonight.”
“Will I be sore in the morning?”
“Aye, good and sore. I’ve been wanting you all day, as has Caelan.”
“I like the sound of that. Two husbands, two cocks,” Lizzie purred.
She was fairly sure there was nothing better in this world than having one husband licking her pussy, supping up her honey, while the other ensured her ass was prepared to take his large cock and then being impaled on both at the same time.
Gavan rolled her to her side, and she got up on her knees so that her bottom was elevated. He lifted one of her legs and slid underneath her, his own legs hanging off the edge.
The feel of his hot breath just below her cunny made her moan with arousal.
He pulled her down onto his face, his tongue plunging directly into her wet heat.
She continued to moan as he began to lick her cunny.
He delved inside, sucking at the lips outside her core, nibbling on one, and then kissing and nuzzling the other. Pleasure blossomed throughout her entire body, firing the synapses of her nerves and making her feel as though she outshone the brightest stars.
She’d survived whole. Lizzie was deeply grateful that her husbands understood what she had done with Gutherie and how it affected her. She had needed their spanking and rough fucking that afternoon, and they had given her what she needed, even
