by M. Merin
As soon as Jake pulls out and rolls over to her side, I move back and keeping her legs up like Jake had them, I line my cock up to her wet slit; Charlie moans as I slowly slide into her, inch by inch. Her orgasm had started to subside but my dick seems to start it off again. I massage her clit, just like her tight sheath is massaging my length and she wraps her legs around my waist.
“Connal, come in me. Now, please, it’s too much, I can’t…” She moans for me. I languorously stroke into her, not giving in to her pleas or the need I see on her face. Slowly enjoying her wet heat, I eventually feel my balls tighten and long streams of my jizz shoot into her.
Jake lies at her side, his arm wrapped around her, watching with half-closed eyes; still breathing heavily as our girl takes this second load of hot cum into her womb.
I finally draw back. Fucking love that she comes so hard for us. I cover her body with my own and she clings to me.
“Hey, Baby,” Jake’s voice breaks through my haze. “What is it?”
I hadn’t realized she was crying and feel like an ass. Looking down at her, she shakes her head and draws him towards us; I shift so we’re shoulder to shoulder looking down at her.
“Shit, Baby Girl!” I whimper, terrified I did something she didn’t like. “Please tell me I didn’t hurt you.”
“I’m happy,” She finally croaks out with a shaky breath. “I’m sorry.”
Exhaling in relief, I lean down to start spreading kisses along the closest side of her face to me.
“Scared us, Charlie,” Jake whispers, caressing her cheek. “We don’t mean to get carried away like this, and not ask…”
“It’s so fucking hot.” She grins up at him while placing a kiss on my forehead. “I mean, I’m a bit of a mess down there now; but I like having both of you without a break? Both of your cum in me?” She looks away almost shyly and stops talking.
“I love you so much, dirty girl.” I chuckle, and she shoves at my chest. “Hate seeing your tears though.”
“Tonight will be both of you, won’t it?” She asks, blushing heavily. “How, um, I don’t know what you’ll want me to do?”
“We wanted to both be in you tonight…after the wedding, in our new home.” Jake starts. “Think you’re up for us at the same time, Baby?”
Her cheeks flame even brighter as she nods in agreement.
“Maybe I should have that plug you got me in during the wedding, so I’ll be ready?” She whispers while focusing on running her fingers through my chest hair.
We both groan and collapse. Charlie so fucking gets us.
“Now how the holy fuck am I supposed to sit through the dinner with that image in my head?” I finally ask, getting her giggles in reply.
“That’s easy.” She and Jake exchange big grins. “Riley’s red velvet cake!”
“Good point,” I concede, laughing with them. “But don’t think we aren’t dragging you out of there as soon as we can.”
I head out to check things at the Garage; leaving Charlie to relax before Riley picks her up for girl stuff before the wedding.
Jake
After Connal heads out, I sit down with Riley to go over the prenup and my will. I try to explain the funds that I have and other accounts that will be transferred to me when I turn forty, but she’s not interested and starts pacing around the room like every word I say is painful.
“Tell me what you want me to sign, Jake.” She finally takes the pen, her eyes welling with tears. “This is stupid, I don’t want your money. I’ll sign off on whatever you want me to.”
“Stop and listen to me, Charlie. Some of these items, the attorney forced on me but I want you to be aware of them.” I hold her wrist, gaining her attention. She finally settles down and I explain how cheating is only defined as someone other than Connal, that would be grounds for divorce with no alimony; just a pre-set amount for child support, based on joint custody.
“You and Connal are it for me, Jake.” Charlie looks defensively up at me. “I’m scared of you two walking away from me.”
“Not happening. Staying right where I belong.” I hold her chin and try to reassure her. “Besides, if you’ll listen to me, if you’ll look at this it says - if I cheat on you; you get everything. All the money I’m entitled to from my family.”
“But without you? Or without Connal? Why would I care?” The tears that she was holding back flood over her lids.
At that, she yanks the pen back from me and signs at all the sticky notes that were left as markers.
“Jake, about children,” She climbs onto my lap, kissing me lightly. “I want to give at least one to each of you, so…”
“So, after we know who fathered our first child and you’re ready to carry another one; either Connal or I will be the star of the show until we got you knocked up?” I give her my most lecherous grin.
“Well, that; but without making me sound like a broodmare.” She narrows her eyes and tries to keep a serious tone and straight face.
“And our third child?” I ask, getting a groan from her.
“Let’s see how we do with two? But I think random, like our first, would make sense?” Charlie has been lightly kissing my neck and I groan, noticing the time. “See you tonight?” She asks, as I begrudgingly move her from my lap.
“Wouldn’t miss it.” I grin.
Walking out, I make the call I’ve been putting off.
“Hey, Gramps.” I start as soon as he answers.
“Jarrett, how are you?” He instantly replies.
“Good. Really good. I sent the RSVP back last week and called Blaine but I haven’t heard back.” I start.
“Yes, apparently you bringing a date has upset Muffy. It seems she promised her bridesmaids, you and your Trust Fund would be available.” He responds dryly.
“Well, that’s why I’m calling you actually. Charlie and I are getting married tonight.” My statement is met with silence.
“She’s pregnant?” He asks, after a moment.
“Not that I know of, but I’m trying awfully hard,” I respond in a rigid voice. “She signed a prenup this morning, didn’t even care to listen to me explain about the Trusts. I made a will to include her also.”
“Does she work?” He asks but quickly adds. “Don’t get angry, could you at least tell me about her?”
“Yes, she’s a mechanic. She works in Connal’s garage. She’s beautiful, Gramps.” I pause. “She’s had a hard go. Her father died before she was born, her mom died before she was eight, then her grandfather took her in but he had a heart attack when she was thirteen. It was foster care until she turned eighteen, her grandfather had been a mechanic and showed her the ropes; she went through training after high school then ended up here.”
“Her name is Charlie?”
“Charles Scott, actually. Her mom named her after her father.” This statement is once again met with silence, so I continue. “She’s only twenty, so I’m robbing the cradle a bit, but she’s sweet and proud and funny. She’s an awful cook, but great at her job and works hard.”
“I’m not accustomed to you talking so much, Jarre...Jake.” He replies, remembering to use my nickname this time. “Charles Scott, hmmm.”
“Connal says she’s made me verbose. And, it’ll be Charles Forsythe soon enough.” I laugh. “Ah, there’s a well-to-do woman in town; a friend’s grandmother. She’s been showing Charlie how to navigate Blaine’s wedding…Charlie was worried about embarrassing me. Not that that matters to me.”
“No, I don’t think you’d care if her manners shocked everyone. Will you send me pictures from tonight?” He asks next. “You know I just want the best for you.”
That resolved I hang up.
*
Before I know it, I’m standing between Jasper and Connal in Mrs. Riley’s living room and the soon-to-be Mrs. Forsythe is walking towards me as Mack glares at Connal and me from her side. He had already cornered me to threaten my balls if I hurt her; it wasn’t easy keeping a straight face as I no
dded in reply.
Our Baby has a trick up her sleeve. It’s revealed as soon as Jasper starts the ceremony.
“Today, Charles, Jake, and Connal stand before us; committing themselves to each other. While I can only legally bind two of them, there’s no doubt from those in this room that these three are committed to each other. Charlie, please start with the vows you wrote.”
“I, Charles Scott take you, Jarrett Forsythe to be my husband and you, Connal McKay to be my husband in my heart. I will bind my life to yours, Build our dreams together, and Support you both through times of trouble. I promise to give you respect, love, and loyalty through all the trials and triumphs of our lives together. This commitment is made in love, kept in faith, lived in hope, and made new every day of our lives.” Our beautiful wife is beaming at us as she recites her vows, and I see Connal wiping his eye at being included.
“Now I need you two to recite after me,” Jasper says before feeding us standard vows; witnessing as we both bind ourselves to her.
Mrs. Riley looks like she’ll faint when we take turns kissing the bride. And Mack is still glowering at us.
Chapter 24
Charlie
Tonight has been a whirlwind, from walking down the aisle all the way through dessert, I could not stop smiling. Riding to our new home, holding onto Jake as we ride across town; Connal keeping pace next to us on his bike, I still can’t believe the turn my life has taken.
Arriving at our new home, Connal helps me off the bike as I’m clumsy in my dress; he waits for Jake to sweep me up in his arms before unlocking the door. Walking straight to the bedroom before setting me down, he eagerly unzips my dress.
“Did we tell you how beautiful you look?” Connal checks again.
“Once or twice,” I smile and lean up to kiss him.
“You really didn’t mind us in our cuts?” Jake murmurs against my neck.
“And start the rest of our marriage by making you both miserable?” I click my tongue at them. “Now, I have something I want to go slip into.”
“No,” Jake growls, pulling my back flush against his chest.
“Ain’t fucking waiting another minute, Baby Girl,” Connal steps towards me, reaching forward to slip my nipples out of the cups of my bra.
“Show us another time,” Jake whispers as his tongue outlines the shell of my ear. He presses his thick cock into my back as Connal kneels to start licking my nipples. “All I want is your tight, wet pussy wrapped around my dick, riding me hard, WIFE.”
Pulling me onto the bed, Jake leans over me and we start kissing like teenagers. Alternating between pecks and long intense kisses, only parting when we need air. He drops kisses around my face and neck, making me giggle. Connal goes looking for lube, nudging my legs apart upon his return.
“You smell so fucking good,” He groans before he starts to lick my clit. Fingering my pussy, he sucks my nub into his mouth while spreading my juices around with his fingers. “This all for us, Baby Girl?”
“Mmmm” Is all I’m able to get out.
“Here, Charlie,” Jake reaches down to stretch my knee up; giving Connal better access to the plug that has been in my asshole since before the ceremony. After a few teasing taps to the base, Connal finally tugs it from my rosebud.
Without a chance to feel empty, he starts thrusting his finger in and out of my rosebud. “Please!” Is the only word I’m able to form as his mouth and the plug work to get me off. Jake holds me tight, caressing my breasts and plying me with his gentle kisses, pushing me over the edge.
My orgasm has barely subsided when I push Jake back, lining his throbbing length up to my gushing slit, I slide down onto him.
“Now!” I cry, looking back to Connal. “Both of you.”
Connal pours lube into his hand then strokes his cock, Jake pulls me down flat onto his chest; spreading his legs wider apart, I keep each of my legs on the outside of his to give Connal space to move into position.
“Just relax, Baby, we’ll make it good for you,” My husband says, kissing my forehead then nods at Connal over my shoulder. Connal grips each cheek, opening me and I instantly feel his velvety head pushing at my entrance, nudging gently into me as I force myself to push out; he pushes in, inch by inch, finally slamming in the final inches.
“Oh FUCK!” I moan. My body feels so full and I’m about to ask them to give me a moment when Jake sneezes, his dick shifting inside me.
“Sorry!” He calls out.
“Oh God! More, I thought I wanted you still, but I need more movement. Now. I need…” I babble on like I’m possessed.
Connal chuckles warmly and starts to slowly withdraw; Jake’s mouth finds mine and all thoughts fly out of my head as they fall into a rhythm. A perfect rhythm. Their hands caressing my body, their grunts and moans music to my soul; I give myself fully over to the pleasure of feeling them move within me, of them moving me to bring us all to our pleasure.
Only a thin membrane separates their cocks, and the intensity of feeling them thrusting into my body builds quickly and harder than anything I’ve ever felt. My next orgasm hits and it doesn’t seem to end, my contractions pull Connal and Jake to their finishes, and while, on some level, I register the feeling of cum shooting up into me; I simply wilt onto Jake’s chest.
Connal
In my whole fucking existence, I’ve never felt the like. I’ve never felt so connected, so needy, so fucking good. Our tough, innocent woman has completed me. I want to beat my chest like a Neanderthal at the look on her face as she rests on Jake’s chest. I slowly withdraw and moving down, I gently kiss her sweet ass, while all I really want to do is bite into it.
Moving to the new bathroom, I come back with washcloths and a towel. Giving Charlie a few minutes, Jake gradually lifts her up and moves her to the toilet. Coming to the door to give her privacy, he gives me a look; I know he felt everything I did. Before either of us can think of how to express ourselves, Charlie’s arm is sliding around his waist.
“I want more, but I don’t think I can right now,” She smiles softly at us. Jake swings her up into his arms.
“Good thing we have the rest of our lives then, Wife.” He laughs and deposits her into the center of the bed.
I roll over to her as she snuggles under the covers, giggling at Jake’s antics.
“I’m not your ‘Baby’ anymore?” She watches him crawl across the bed towards us.
“You’ll always be our ‘Baby’, Charles,” I say while teasing her nipples. Jake reaches down to pull the covers over her. “Now, rest up, we all have tomorrow off – and I’m sure Jake would love to feel your tight ass around his cock.”
“I love you.” She says, pulling us both close; all of about three seconds before she starts her delicate snores.
“Goddamn Connal,” Jake whispers. “If she left us tomorrow, I’d never have sex again. Nothing could ever top that; she was so…”
“I hear ya. She’s…fuck, I don’t know how to say it either. She’s everything, just everything.” I sigh. Charlie snorts in her sleep and rolls into me, Jake moves over to spoon her.
“You’re right, we probably didn’t need a bed this big.” He says before drifting off.
*
The next morning is a shit show. We’re woken up by sirens.
Sheriff Michaels is on the front porch; hat in hand, explaining about a search warrant to check all the deliveries that had been made for the home remodel in the past three weeks. The build-out supplies are being checked, and by that, I mean ransacked by State Police.
Before I can pull out my phone, Michaels lets me know that Jasper and Gunner’s places – both across the road from us – are being searched as well.
The MC’s lawyer is running ragged. Jake is livid, so calls the lawyer who handled his will and prenup. After five minutes of growling at the poor guy, he calls his grandfather. On the East Coast. I know they’re rich but don’t understand how he could help.
Twenty minutes after that call, the State Police ar
e apologizing to Gunner, Jasper, and us. There’s a hard stop from searching any of our properties. Jasper was hit the hardest, especially since he has upset twins to deal with, besides Emma being pregnant.
“Fucking Maddocks’ won’t back off.” Gunner fumes, lighting up a smoke on Jasper’s front porch. “Shit, they’re hitting all of us, over and over again. And god-fucking-damn these things taste like crap now.” He scowls at his cigarette before stomping it under his heel.
“Look, Jake…I’m sorry you had to make the call you did. I know…well…I’m sure it sucked, and I owe you.” Gunner starts. “It’s just the foundation for the house is supposed to get laid today and I want everything perfect for my Sweetheart. Those fuckers won’t stop though.”
“Gunner. Jasper,” Jake starts. “You all are family to Connal, Charlie, and I. I fucking hated calling my Gramps but he’s got the DC connections that the Maddocks dream about. They can’t rile up Jasper’s family at that hour, your workshop, or our wife. They need to slow their roll. Just…keep it in the “circle”, ok?”
“Thing is Jake,” I look up at him. “Now the Maddocks are going to wonder, who, in their backyard, has more power than they do.”
Jake’s eyes harden like I’ve never seen, not even in battle. “No one threatens my…our, family or home.”
Chapter 25
A couple weeks later.
Connal
“I’m so excited,” Charlie squeals for the ninth time. We’re heading to Jake’s brother’s wedding and while I know she’s nervous about meeting his people, she’s never flown before and is bouncing.
Unknown to us, Jake bought First Class seats for us so we have plenty of room as the seat next to me is empty. Halfway through the flight, Charlie moves to sit next to me; throwing the flight attendants into a panic as we start kissing as passionately as she was with Jake. His blasé manner helps to calm their nerves.
Disembarking and claiming our luggage, we’re immediately met by his grandfather’s driver – putting us on our best behavior for the ride to his hometown.