Their Wanted Bride (Bridgewater Brides)

by Raisa Greywood

  Justin laughed softly and shook his head, then walked toward her on bare feet. “I’m afraid it’s too cold for bourbon and a cigar on the veranda. Aside from that, it’s time for us to make you our wife in truth.”

  A pretty blush colored her cheeks pink and she blinked up at him. “How? I mean, there are two of you.”

  I tipped her chin up for a kiss. “We’re going to show you, sweetheart, but we’re going to have a little chat first.”

  6

  MADDY

  * * *

  My belly swirled and I wondered if I was about to need that chamber pot. Had he guessed my secret? Oh, heavens! What if Nathan and Celeste had found me? I needed Caleb to make me his wife in truth. The thought of Celeste trying to force an annulment was unbearable. Daddy’s will said her permission wasn’t required for me to marry, but I didn’t trust her.

  “I…” I swallowed hard and willed my hands to stop shaking. “What did you want to talk about?”

  “Why did you pay for that wedding ring when you didn’t want it in the first place?” Kneeling, he unlaced my boots, his strong fingers making quick work of the chore before sliding them from my feet.

  The breath left my body on a relieved sigh. Although I’d have to tell my husbands the truth sooner or later, I didn’t want to do it tonight. “I have no idea what you’re talking about, Caleb Mathis. I did no such thing. You dropped that money on your own accord, and I just picked it up.”

  Chuckling, Caleb sat on the bed next to me and hauled me over his lap. “A lady shouldn’t lie,” he advised as he let his hand fall smartly to my upturned bottom.

  I shrieked and tried to wriggle away, kicking my feet. Shifting his weight, he captured my flailing legs between his calves and started spanking me in earnest. The thin fabric of my dress was no protection against his punishing hand, and I felt the bulge below his belt buckle swell and press against my hip. He swatted my bottom several more times, roasting my tender flesh.

  “Stop it!” I cried. “Ouch!”

  My protests didn’t carry much heat. Although his spanks stung a bit, warmth trickled into places it had no business going. I pressed my thighs together and bit back a moan of pleasure. I couldn’t understand why a spanking made me feel like that, but it did. My womanly parts softened and grew damp, making me swallow a whine.

  “We’re going to make sure you don’t lie to us again, Maddy,” Justin said.

  Caleb spanked me again and I screeched as I tried to cover my bottom. He caught my wrists gently and held them at the small of my back. “It’s Justin’s turn now. We’re going to redden your backside very well so the lesson sticks.”

  Justin yanked my skirt free and tugged it over my hips, then pulled my drawers apart. Crying out, I struggled harder, knowing they could see my private shame.

  Caleb’s hand stilled, resting on the curve of my bottom, and Justin let out a sharp hiss. “Who did this to you, Maddy?” Justin demanded, lifting me from Caleb’s lap.

  He sat me on the bed between them, my skirt still hiked around my hips. My head spun at the sudden movement, but I pressed my lips together and looked away. “It’s nothing. It happened a long time ago.”

  “That’s not what we asked,” Caleb replied. “Who whipped you hard enough to make you scar? Aside from that, some of these are new. It wasn’t your father, was it?”

  “No! He would never!”

  “Your stepmother, then.” Justin wrapped his long arms around me, pulling me to his chest. “Too bad she’s a lady.”

  I sniffed and looked down, unwilling to see the pity in their eyes as they each took one of my hands. “Why is that?”

  “If she was a man, Caleb and I would go to Kentucky and give her a sound thrashing. Might do her some good to get a taste of her own medicine.”

  Imagining my husbands doing just that made me smile and I risked a peek up at them. “I’m sorry I told a fib.”

  “Aw, honey.” Caleb embraced me from the other side and both my husbands cocooned me in their comforting warmth.

  Although my bottom ached, my husbands hadn’t done me any real harm. Celeste had done much more damage with that stupid rattan cane of hers, and she hadn’t stroked my flesh to ease the sting. Not that I would have accepted comfort from that horrible woman.

  The news about my bequest was on the tip of my tongue and it needed to come out, but I couldn’t let anything else spoil our wedding night. I resolved to wait and tell them when we had plenty of time to talk about it, and after I’d fed them a good meal to sweeten their dispositions.

  Justin tightened his arm around me and wiped at a few tears with the pad of his thumb. “We aren’t mad that you did it, honey, but we’re not going to let you lie about it. Are you gonna tell any more lies?”

  They held my hands too tightly for me to cross my fingers behind my back, so I crossed my toes instead. “No, sir.”

  “That’s our good girl,” Caleb murmured. “We’re proud of you.”

  His words nearly made me lose control of my emotions. I hadn’t heard anything like them in months, and it made me feel even worse about not telling them my secret. I wiped away a few fresh tears and laughed softly. “I have no idea why I even said such a ridiculous thing. You’re a grown man and had to know how much money you had in your pocket.”

  “I know it was less than two dollars, and I didn’t have anything larger than a nickel.”

  I nodded and bit my lip. “I didn’t want you to lose face in front of the preacher and I thought if I pretended it was your money, it would have all been forgotten.” I squirmed, trying to figure out why my bottom was still warm when the spanking was over. I wanted to rub at it, but judging by the way it felt when I shifted my weight, it would make things worse instead of better. It was a most discomfiting sensation. “I just wanted everyone to be happy,” I added.

  Justin grunted in acknowledgement and nodded. “That’s a fine thing to wish for, sweetheart, but you don’t need to lie to get it.” He tipped my chin up with a gentle finger. “Understand?”

  “Yes, sir.”

  He smiled, straight white teeth gleaming in the dim light, and pulled me into his lap. “That’s my good girl,” he crooned. Lowering his lips to mine, he kissed me softly.

  I sure did like it when my husbands kissed me. I couldn’t believe I had to come all the way out to Montana to find a man who would kiss me the way I liked. Caleb and Justin were both so gentle and careful with me. I truly did feel like I was the most important thing in their world.

  Of course, I’d never been kissed by anyone before, but that didn’t seem to matter overmuch when Justin moved to the spot under my ear I hadn’t realized was so sensitive. His lips were warm and so damned soft as he brushed my skin with sucking little kisses that made me quiver under his touch. Delicious tingles coursed down my spine as I shifted restlessly on his lap. The fabric of his trousers abraded my tender backside, making me achy and restless and I wrapped my hand around the back of his neck to drag him closer.

  Chuckling softly, he pulled away and I whimpered in disappointment. Helping me to my feet, he stood and stroked my shoulders, his fingers falling to the buttons of my dress. His brown eyes met mine, so warm and soft, and he said, “Are you ready to be our wife in truth, Maddy?”

  My throat closed and I swallowed the growing lump, then nodded.

  “We are too,” Caleb said. He helped Justin with my dress, and added, “We sure are glad you came out west, sweetheart.”

  “Me too.” I shivered as my bodice fell open, revealing my body to their avid gazes. Part of me thought I should be scared, but I wasn’t. Their looks of longing made me feel cherished. Caleb unfastened my skirt, allowing it to fall to the floor while Justin untied my drawers. I winced when my money pouch made a soft tinkling sound against the floorboards.

  “Your nest egg, I presume,” Caleb said, picking it up.

  “Yes. I—”

  Without a word, he nodded and dropped it into my boot. “Whatever you have left after traveling
here is still your nest egg. We’ll provide for your needs from now on.”

  I blinked and nodded dumbly. He hadn’t even opened it. Did he truly care so little about money? That was…almost incomprehensible. Yet it meant he and Justin wanted me for me, and not for what I could bring them. Suddenly, I didn’t give a tinker’s damn about my bequest. I’d arrange with Daddy’s attorney, Mr. Fuller, to have it sold because I wasn’t going back to Kentucky.

  My heart nearly burst with adoration for them. I reached up to undo the buttons on Caleb’s shirt. Bulging muscles appeared under my fingers and I held back a gasp as I pushed the heavy cotton off his shoulders. Lightly furred, his chest was a mass of muscle, matched only by his heavy arms. Crisp dark blond hair narrowed to a trail leading into his trousers, and I traced it with a wondering finger as the ridges of his abdomen rippled under my touch.

  Turning to face Justin, I did the same, each button I released allowing a tantalizing glimpse of his smooth bare skin. He was every bit as muscular as Caleb, perhaps even more so, for he was quite a bit larger in stature. My breath caught as they laid gentle hands on me, petting my shoulders soothingly.

  “You haven’t had a man before, have you?” Caleb asked, his hands stilling on my arms. “We don’t care overmuch if you have, but we want to know if we need to be especially gentle.”

  I arched a brow and grabbed my dress from the floor, suddenly too shy to speak with them while I wasn’t dressed. “I’d likely have married him if I had.” Remembering my shift and corset had been left behind with my sidesaddle, I asked, “Do I seem like a fallen woman to you?”

  He kissed my forehead and gave me a wry grin. “No, but you do seem like a woman who goes after what she wants.”

  “I suppose that’s true enough,” I agreed. “But that’s one thing I’ve never wanted, until now.” I let the dress fall to my feet.

  Caleb drew in a breath and stepped back, wiping at the stubble on his face with a shaking hand. “Lord almighty, you’re beautiful, Maddy Mathis. We must be the luckiest men in Montana.”

  The compliment, obviously heartfelt, made heat rise in my cheeks. My father, and even a few other men with courting on their minds, had called me pretty, but no one had ever called me that and meant it. It made my heart positively melt in my chest.

  “Let me see you,” I whispered.

  “Not yet.” His blue eyes glittered as he took my hand and led me to the bed. “It’s my turn first.” Still wearing his trousers, he dropped to his knees in front of me as Justin pushed me gently to the bed, then climbed up behind me.

  “What are you doing?”

  “Making you ready for us.” He put his hands on my hips and pulled me forward, then buried his face between my legs.

  I cried out in surprise, then rested my hands on his shoulders as he pushed my thighs apart and licked my most private place. Growling, he used his thumbs to open my woman’s flesh and sucked the nub at the top of my sex into his mouth. My core spasmed, and my hips bucked at the overwhelming pleasure he delivered. How had I never known such a thing was possible?

  I bit back a hysterical laugh. Maybe that was why Dahlia always looked so happy in the morning. Justin held me up, his large hands covering my breasts as he kissed my neck.

  Softening his mouth, Caleb eased a finger into my untried channel. I bit my lip at the slight sting, and it vanished when he swirled his tongue around the sensitive bundle of nerves. Something twisted and tightened in my belly as he pushed his finger deeper, and my legs shook as I struggled, reaching for something just out of my grasp.

  I’d touched myself before, and had even managed to make myself feel good under the covers after the house was asleep. But no amount of exploring or illicit fondling could have prepared me for what Caleb was doing with his mouth and hands.

  I pushed my fingers into his hair, gripping the silky strands tightly as I bit back a whine. “Caleb, please,” I whispered. “I need something.”

  He climbed to his feet and loomed over me as Justin stripped the coverlet away to reveal white sheets. Pushing gently on my shoulders, he said, “Lie down and we’ll give you what you need, sweet girl.”

  Legs still quivering, I obeyed, my eyes wide as he shucked off his trousers, revealing his thick manhood. I’d never seen a man fully naked before, and my breath caught at how beautiful he was. Rampant and hard, the crown of his member glistened with white droplets of moisture. He smelled musky and a little salty, but it wasn’t unpleasant, and I inhaled his warm aroma, drawing it deep into my lungs as he stood over me.

  I reached for him, pouting when he pushed my hands to the sheets. “Not yet,” he murmured. “If I let you touch me, I’m gonna come before I get inside you.”

  Spreading me wide with his thumbs, he lowered his face to my core and circled my nub with his tongue, teasing me until I bucked against him. He lapped at me, then pushed his tongue inside my channel, fucking me like he would soon do with his hard shaft.

  Not to be left out, Justin took one of my nipples in his mouth, laving the tender bud with his tongue before sucking it hard. A jolt of pleasure traveled into my belly.

  “Oh, heavens!” I couldn’t help my cry of delight. Everything felt so wonderful. Clutching at the sheets, my body quivered as Caleb eased a finger into me once more, stretching my untried opening. Although it stung just a bit, the slight pinch of pain soon faded under his careful ministrations.

  I let out another breathless cry as he fucked me gently, carefully adding a second finger as he nipped the turgid bud and licked it to soothe the sting. My channel clamped down on his fingers, the muscles sucking him deeper.

  “Caleb!”

  He growled his approval as my inner walls fluttered against his fingers. My breath coming in tearing gasps, I exploded for him, my cries ringing in the chilly room as my body raged with the force of my climax.

  “That’s my girl,” he murmured against my flesh. I went limp, my body twitching as he gentled me, soothing my wet pussy with gentle kisses.

  “Heavens,” I whispered. “That was…I didn’t know such a thing was possible.”

  He moved up my body, stroking me with soft fingers. “We’re not done yet, sweetheart. We’re just getting started.”

  7

  JUSTIN

  * * *

  I fisted my rigid cock, squeezing hard to keep myself from spilling in my trousers. It had been a long time since we’d had a woman, and Maddy wasn’t some soiled dove we could use without thought. She was our wife, and it was our job to take care of her and make her happy.

  But she wasn’t making it easy. Her little hands wandered, stroking my chest and across my hard nipples, the teasing touches making me insane with wanting her. Yet I let her explore and learn my body, knowing it would make her more comfortable with me. I wasn’t a small man in any dimension, and almost wished I hadn’t lost the coin toss.

  Caleb and I had decided long ago who would take our wife first. We’d planned to let our woman choose who she married legally, and the other of us would be first to bed her. I’d never thought about it much, but looking down at our wife’s small frame and untouched body, I worried I’d be too big for her.

  Maddy shifted, bending her knee as she dragged a finger down my chest. “I thought you said we weren’t done,” she whispered, putting her lips to my chest. She trailed soft kisses across my belly, then moved up to bite my nipple.

  My cock surged, threatening to burst through my buttons. “Naughty girls who bite might get their bottoms spanked,” I warned.

  Remembering the scars crisscrossing her lovely bottom, I wanted to take the words back the minute they flew from my mouth, but she laughed.

  “Maybe naughty husbands ought to get on with making their wives feel good,” she retorted, tugging my head down to kiss me. Letting me go, she kissed Caleb as well, her hand dropping to play with my belt buckle.

  She was so playful. I wanted her to keep that joy forever. We would keep her safe and innocent for as long as we lived.

 
I let her push her tongue into my mouth, then sucked it gently as I swallowed her whimpers of pleasure. She smelled so damned good, and I thanked all the heavens I’d talked Caleb into helping me heat water for bathing before coming into town. Now that we had our Maddy, I didn’t see him complaining about the chore again.

  Pulling away, I cupped her face and stared into her pretty green eyes. “Are you ready for us?” I asked. “It’s likely to hurt some.”

  Maddy blinked once and nodded, her expression growing somber with apprehension. “I’m ready. I want this.”

  “We’ll be as gentle as we can,” I promised, standing for just long enough to take off my trousers.

  Her eyes widened and she bit her lip. Lying next to her Caleb stroked her hair, gentling her nerves. “Do you trust us to be careful?” he asked.

  “Yes,” she said, after taking another long look at me. “I know you won’t hurt me.”

  I settled myself between her slim thighs, careful not to crush her, then positioned myself at her entrance. Carefully and almost too slowly, I eased the head of my cock inside her, watching her face for any sign of discomfort. “Relax, honey. Let me inside so I can make you feel good,” I crooned.

  She let out a slow breath, and her body softened for me, still silky and damp from Caleb’s ministrations. Pushing forward another few inches, I waited until she breathed again.

  Instead of relaxing as I expected, she lifted her hips, taking me the rest of the way inside her, then let out a soft cry as her eyes shut tight.

  “I’m sorry. I promise it will only hurt this one time, Maddy.”

  She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me close. “I know, and I trust you. You’re going to make it better for me.”

  Her words humbled me, and I was more determined than ever to give our new wife passion like she’d never dreamed. I rocked my hips slowly, giving her a chance to adjust to my size. This couldn’t be easy for her.