Wedded to the Warriors (Captive Brides Book 1)

by Sara Fields

  But then it got wider, larger than ever before and she cried out at the stretching sensation, her body not used to such treatment.

  “Relax, mate. You’re going to take this entire plug all the way in your ass, even if it takes all day. Very soon, each of us is going to fuck your naughtiest hole and you best be ready,” Tobias growled behind her and her bottom cheeks instinctually tightened in response.

  His stern words calmed her and she did her best to still her body, pressing back against the plug with her muscles as it stretched her more and more, until suddenly, it slid in all the way with a soft pop.

  “Hmmm. Look at that pretty blue stone peeking out from between those cheeks. I think you’re going to wear it all day, just because it pleases me,” Tobias mused.

  “Oh, please, sir, you can’t mean that!” she whined.

  “It’s settled then. You’re to wear this plug deep in your ass and if you’re lucky, I’ll fuck that tight little hole of yours tonight, that is, if you beg me for it. And Cole, Luke? She is not to come until I decide she can. Do what you want with her, but she doesn’t have permission. But if she does? Things are going to get interesting tonight. I have big plans for our little human in my lair…”

  A low moan escaped her lips and her honey gushed from inside her. She was so aroused right now, she felt as though she might internally combust. She blinked when Cole began to move his fingers gently on her forearm, followed by his soft, yet stern voice.

  “Lie across my lap, little one, and let’s get your punishment over with so we can enjoy the rest of our day. I’m going to give you a spanking to remember, my naughty girl.”

  The stern look on his face told her that there was no way she was going to get out of this one. Her Cole, soft and sweet, so much so that he saw to her every need, had a rather firm side when it came to her behavior. Her bottom cheeks quivered in anticipation, wondering if his palm would be as heavy as Tobias’s was and how much her hairbrush would sting when it cracked against her backside. Her muscles clenched, reminding her of the large plug, stuffed deep inside her naughty hole. Her stomach seemed to plummet to her toes as she moved closer to him. He gently guided her over his lap and she didn’t even fight, jumping a little when his fingers glided down her spine. Gooseflesh popped up all over her skin.

  “Are you comfortable, sweet one?”

  “Yes, Cole,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.

  “Well, let’s get this over with then. First, I want you to tell me why you were such a bad little girl in order to earn a spanking on your bare bottom.”

  She felt her face redden harshly, fully aware of the fact that both Luke and Tobias were watching her, about to see her naked ass spanked for her bad behavior. Swallowing past the developing knot in her throat, she began to answer. His massive palm settled on her right cheek and she knew it was about to start at any moment.

  “I swore when you told me not to.”

  “Now what words did you say to me this morning, to warrant such discipline, my naughty one?”

  With a whine, she trembled as his hand glided over her flesh, from her right cheek to the left, the heavy promise of her impending punishment very clear.

  “I said the words bullshit and fuck,” she said softly, feeling very guilty all of a sudden. Why had she pushed him? It was almost as if her mouth and body had reacted before her brain, forcing her to come to terms with the fact that maybe, just maybe, she craved this kind of attention. She shook her head at the thought. That couldn’t be true, could it?

  “Only bad girls use that kind of language, Aimee. As my wife, I will not allow you to say such things and as a consequence of you pushing me, I’m going to spank you.”

  His other hand grasped her hip, holding her firmly down over his thighs. A moment later, the palm resting against her bottom lifted and cracked against her cheek with a loud sound. She yelped out in surprise more than pain as a second fell on the other side.

  Cole built a steady cadence across her ass and the initial shock began to grow into a gradual burn. She tried to squirm away from his relentless palm, but had little success since he held her against him so tightly. She was getting punished, whether she liked it or not. Cole was in complete control of her body.

  “Such a naughty wife you’ve been. Look at you, bare bottomed and over my knee in front of all your husbands, getting spanked just like a little girl.”

  She couldn’t help but look back at Luke and Tobias at his words, both who were watching the entire scene with rapt attention. Her pussy pulsed at the sight, knowing they could see the entirety of her bottom and without a doubt, had a view of everything in between her legs. With her men, there were no secrets. Her liquid heat dripped from her folds and onto her inner thighs.

  “You know, Tobias, I have to admit, even though I’m not into all the kinky stuff you are, her ass sure looks pretty when it’s pink,” Luke murmured, deep in thought. “Maybe I’ll spank her more often just to see that gorgeous color.”

  “Wait till you see the stripes that are going to paint that ass. The marks of a cane are delightful to look at,” Tobias offered in response.

  Aimee paled at their words, quickly looking back in the other direction. What could he have meant? Would he really use a cane on her? Her muscles quivered with trepidation, curiosity getting the best of her.

  She squeezed her eyes shut as Cole spanked her, his smacks getting heavier and harsher by the second. After what seemed like forever, he finally paused and she breathed a sigh of relief. Thank goodness, it’s over, she thought. She hadn’t known how much longer she could have lasted, the sting now becoming overwhelming to all of her senses.

  Suddenly, a cool object pressed against her heated cheeks and she jumped a little, turning to look back at Cole. Twisting, she tried to look backwards, but he stopped her until he was pleased with her position. Then, he maneuvered her in between his thighs, locking one leg over the back of hers. Finished with his rearrangements, his hand returned to her hip and she cried out with surprise at this new development. She couldn’t kick her legs, wiggle, or escape his grasp at all, even an inch. She was truly and utterly trapped over his knee.

  “Did you forget that you were getting the hairbrush too?”

  “No, Cole! Please don’t!”

  “You were a naughty girl; therefore, you must be punished. I will decide when your discipline is over, not you.”

  The brush cracked down on her cheek, catching the gentle curve where her bottom met her upper thighs. She cried out, the sting from the brush instantaneous and much harsher than Cole’s palm had been. She hardly had time to process one stroke before another fell and she felt tears begin to prickle at the corners of her eyes. Again and again, Cole spanked her with the wooden implement and before long tears were freely flowing down her cheeks.

  “I’m so sorry, Cole, I promise I won’t swear again,” she begged with a sob. She felt so guilty and angry at herself that she had disobeyed him. Now, all she wished for was his forgiveness and for him to decide that her punishment was over. Her body relaxed as she cried, taking each crack of the brush without tightening. She deserved to be spanked and a little part of her was happy that he had taken a dominant stance with her.

  Finally, it stopped.

  A thump sounded on the side of her and she saw that Cole had thrown the brush to the side. Without pause, he released her, moving his leg away from the backs of her thighs, as well as loosening his grip on her hips. His hands circled around her body, lifting her and cradling her against his chest. She hissed slightly when her bottom pressed against his hard thighs, her very sore cheeks still feeling the bite from the brush.

  “Shh. It’s okay, little one. All is forgiven and you’re my good girl again. You did so well, taking your spanking without a fuss,” Cole whispered, his voice once again gentle and sweet. She curled into his warmth, his arms around her soothing as his fingers trailed up and down her back at a slow relaxing pace. She felt safe and well cared for, held accountable for her
behavior for the first time. Her tears dried and her cries quieted, yet he never let her go. Finally, when she was ready, she lifted her head to look up at him and couldn’t move her eyes away from his lips.

  Her body heated to a feverish level, the residual pain from her spanking causing her pussy to throb with intense need. She could feel how wet she was, knew that her arousal was likely creating a noticeable spot on his pants that she couldn’t hide even if she wanted to.

  Without thinking, she hesitantly lifted her lips up to meet his in a soft kiss. His hand moved to the back of her head, pulling her in closer as he deepened their embrace. A bit more boldly, she resituated herself so that she was sitting on his lap, facing him with her knees to either side of his hips. She could feel his cock harden underneath her as she writhed over him.

  “I’m forgiven?” she asked softly, a little bit concerned that she was still in trouble. Looking into the warmness and admiration in his eyes, her worries alleviated a bit, but she waited for his confirmation.

  “Of course. With all of us, if there is a need for you to be punished, you will be, but you will always be forgiven afterwards. Always. No matter what. I promise you that.”

  “Thank you, Cole. I needed that.”

  “To be spanked?” he joked and she giggled, her mood already feeling lighter than before. It felt so good to have her punishment out of the way after thinking about it all morning. She almost felt like she was glowing, her happiness almost too great to contain. Without a second thought, she kissed Cole again, threading her arms around his neck.

  “Don’t we have plans in place today?” Tobias said, seemingly from very far away, as she was so caught up in her kiss with Cole. She pulled away to look back at him, her body not believing his words. They couldn’t mean to stop now, did they? An insane desire billowed up inside her as liquid heat pooled between her legs.

  “Can’t we just fuck her one more time before we have to show her off tonight?” Luke whined, crossing his arms over his chest, his gaze traveling up and down her naked body. Aimee shivered in response, hoping for just that.

  “How much time do we have before the dinner?” Cole asked, his voice also heavy with sensual promise.

  “Just enough time to fuck her silly, I think,” Tobias said darkly, “but I’ll only allow you to come, mate, if and only if you beg me to fuck that freshly spanked ass of yours first.”

  She gasped at the wanton way he commanded her body and a thrill raced down her spine. Feeling completely wild, her core heated and her hips rolled at the thought. She actually wanted him to do it, to pump his massive cock deep into her bottom hole.

  “On your knees. I want you to crawl to the bedroom and bend over the bed for me,” Tobias ordered and her body yielded almost instantly. Her bottom, still hot and sore from her spanking, reminded her to submit and made it easier for her to do so. She pouted at Cole and slid slowly off his lap. Still completely naked, she moved forward, crawling on her hands and knees just like her man wanted. She had to force herself not to look back, knowing that the three of them were likely admiring the redness of her well punished globes and the wetness that soaked her pussy. She was so turned on. She wanted more.

  Slinking down the hallway, she heard their footsteps slowly following her. She entered into the shared bedroom and heard them stop at the doorway. Without looking back, she climbed to her feet and bent over the bed. It wasn’t until she relaxed on the mattress that she realized how high it was. Her body supported by the large furniture, her toes just grazed the floor. It left her feeling just a little bit helpless. Cole and Tobias came around the bed and sat down in front of her. She knew Tobias was behind her as his touch glided across her skin, down her back and into the cleft of her bottom. Shivering, she waited as his fingers rounded around the plug, grasping it so he could pump it inside her further and then out, just a little bit. Moaning at the incredible feelings of passion that pulsed underneath her flesh, she waited impatiently, imagining his thick cock pressing at her back entrance.

  Tobias began to pull the plug from her tight rim exceedingly slowly, stretching her wide and she moaned, a mixture of pleasure and pain taking a hold of every nerve in her body. When the plug was finally free, she heard a small pop. His fingers returned and began spreading a cool liquid over her tight rosette.

  His confident, yet demanding touch was intoxicating and she couldn’t help it as her body became increasingly sensitized. Every brush against her skin was like a shot of rum, one after the other, until her entire body tingled with anticipation. His digits caressed her naughtiest hole, pressing into her one at a time. Her pleasure heightened with every passing second, until she felt like she could take it no more.

  “Please, sir,” she panted. “Please fuck my ass. I need your cock.”

  “Happy to oblige, mate,” he whispered darkly in her ear, causing shivers of excitement to race down her spine. Nervous butterflies flew through her, having never done anything like this before. Sure, she’d read about it in stories online, but actually experiencing it was something else entirely. Every nerve felt like it was smoldering, ready to catch fire at any moment. Her hands fisted in the quilts as he pressed two digits inside her and her nerves flew away. Even if such an act was as wicked as she thought, she didn’t care. She wanted more of it, of everything Tobias could do to her. There was a certain air of danger he carried, yet she knew she was entirely safe in his hands.

  Two fingers pressed into her bottom, which quickly turned into three. Her channel, already very well stretched by the plug and his fingers, didn’t protest. When he removed them she whined a little, to which a solid smack to her ass quieted her. Hearing the sound of his zipper, she shivered and then, when she felt the head of his cock pressing against her tight rim of muscle, she moaned softly. Oh, yes, this was exactly what she wanted.

  His palm brushed against her back, then her neck, before slowing in her hair. His hand fisted within her mussed strands, at the nape of her neck and she gasped at the powerful feelings such an action awoke within her body. He pulled her long locks so hard that she was forced to arch off the bed, as a delightful combination of pain and pleasure coursed through her veins. Liquid heat pooled between her legs and she couldn’t help herself as she pressed back against him, the head of his cock nudging at her back entrance.

  “Such a demanding mate you are,” he said darkly as his hips pressed into hers, his large girth finally beginning to breach her tight rosette. She gasped as he stretched her wider than ever before, desire overtaking any other feelings within her. Her own fists clenched tight to the blanket beneath her as she willed her body to take him, to take every excruciating inch of him.

  Arching her back slightly, she groaned as the head of his shaft finally entered her bottom. Further and further, he pumped into her, slowly commanding her as every millimeter of his cock crept into her forbidden channel. She moaned when he finally bottomed out, his hips against hers, his member completely encased by her tight hole.

  Achingly slowly, he drew his cock back out, only to slam back inside her with such incredible force that she surged forward. Again and again, he pumped inside her, invoking an urgent sense of overwhelming passion within her that centered in her core. Her clit pulsed with insane need and there was little she could do to fight the feverish heat that swept through her system.

  Insatiable, her hips arched to meet his thrusts, rocking back and forth as her body quaked with need. Higher and higher her body climbed, edging ever closer to her imminent release.

  “Oh, please, sir, please! I need to come,” she cried out, unable to hold back any longer. Her clit throbbed with the beat of her heart, which seemed to be going at the speed of sound.

  “You will come when I say and not a second sooner, is that clear, mate?”

  “Yes, sir, please!” she begged, gasping as he pulled her hair back even further. His other hand reached down, pinching her nipple harshly. Instead of pain, hot desire shot like a bolt of lightning straight to her pussy and the coil
of lust twisted even tighter within her.

  How could she possibly hold back any longer? Her body felt as though it was on the edge of a cliff and any second, the ground beneath her would give way. His cock pounded into her, pumping in and out of her ass in the most delicious way and she loved every second of it. Her body seemingly climbed even higher and his hips moved faster and faster and every nerve within her body stood on end.

  “Sir! Please! I need to come,” she cried out, feeling her body take a perilous step over that lofty edge. Her eyes closed and her honey seeped down her thighs. Her pussy clenched tightly, closing around empty air, desperate to be filled there as well.

  “Lift her up, Tobias, I want a piece of that too. Hold her steady so I can fuck her tight little pussy while you fuck her ass,” Luke said with a growl.

  Tobias’s arms curled around her torso, lifting her from the bed. With his cock deep in her back channel and her feet no longer touching the floor, she felt helpless, yet still incredibly aroused. He took a step backward so Luke could stand in front of her. She licked her lips as he unbuttoned his pants and lowered his zipper. She wished he would go faster. There was nothing more that she wanted than his cock slamming into her pussy, with Tobias’s shaft deep inside her ass. Oh, God, what kind of woman was she to want such a thing?

  As soon as Luke’s thick member popped into her view, her hips rocked toward it, which moved the cock in her ass just enough to make her groan louder with her need. Luke nudged at her front entrance and with how wet she was, he had no problem slamming straight into her.

  She moaned so loud that she wasn’t quite sure if it was a scream or not. Both men began moving inside her, both working into a cadence, one pressing into her, while the other pulled out. Over and over they did this until she felt ready to climb the walls. She had never felt so full in her life and she felt seconds away from bursting from her lust.