You've always known it would be part of your future. So what’re you gonna do now huh? You gonna punk out and run scared? Or are you gonna get what you want outta life and say fuck everything else? I already knew the answer to that, but I was seriously going to have to read up on this sharing shit. I hope Cody wasn't some kinda freak daddy that liked to get it on with all his women at once. I'm not down with that shit, that's taking sharing way the fuck too far. Mom didn't really cover that part in her teachings. I'll have to corner her later and find out. I know for damn sure none of these bitches better never put their hands on me, I like my fish cooked.
Alana
It's my wedding day. My wedding gown designed by the best French modiste, whose family has been dressing royalty for generations going back centuries, is stunningly elegant. Its high rounded neckline gave way to a deep drop back of see through lace with a seed pearl design of the Jackson crest. That was my little gift for my new husband. I was happy now that I had done that. My hair was worn up in a loose topknot, with wisps framing my face for added softness. My makeup enhanced rather than overwhelmed. Beneath the virginal elegance I wore crotch-less panties in the finest lace with the crest done again in seed pearls across my ass. What! You didn't think I was going out like that did you? No way. I'm giving these bitches a run for their money starting tonight.
For the next two weeks he's mine, all mine. I planned on using the time wisely. I'd already seen the sour pusses on Arlene and Sharon's faces. They'd even tried curtailing our honeymoon, arguing that one-week should be enough. Luckily for them Cody had put his foot down, because I would've blasted those two bitches to hell and back. How dare they try to tell me how long my honeymoon should be? I see they were starting their shit already, but I was happy to see Cody didn't give in to their shit. When it comes to me, and my business they better learn quick to step the fuck off.
I’d already had to put Sharon in her place when she tried to run my wedding. Redirecting my photographer and shit after I told him what I wanted, bitch please. I just simply dropped a word in Cody's ear. Who then kindly reminded her that it was my day so she needed to chill. She wasn't too happy but I could give a shit. My wedding, my fucking rules. I didn't run her day, not even my mother got to have her way. It was my day.
At least Cody's mother Margo was a sweetheart. She was helpful and supportive without being intrusive. Not at all what I was led to believe a mother in law would be. She let me know in no uncertain terms that if I had any problems settling in that I was to call on her no matter the issue. And she gave those other two shit for giving me shit. Don't get me wrong. I'm not here to take a man away from the family he already made. He has kids with these women, took vows, that's none of my business. But I have a place here now too. And if they fucked with me finding my place well then there would be a fight the likes of which the world has never seen.
I know me I'm an honest bitch, especially with myself. I'm going to demand a lot of his fucking time and not just in the bedroom either. It wasn't my job to make his wives feel secure. That was on him, all I know is I better always feel special, and like I mattered or somebody was gonna get fucked up.
My dad came to get me when I was all dressed and ready to go. "Ready baby girl?"
"Yes daddy."
"You look beautiful baby." He had tears in his eyes.
"Dad don't make me cry, mom will kill you if I ruin my makeup."
"I know that sweetie. You're going to be okay you know that right?"
"I know dad."
"The Jacksons are good people. I never would've agreed to this if they weren't. And Cody's a good boy. I've kept tabs on him from afar all this time. You can come home anytime you understand! I know I'm going against everything my upbringing taught me, but you're my baby, my only child. If anyone makes you unhappy you come home." He dried his eyes and hugged me. My dad.
"Now Alana I don't mean if Cody refuses to buy you the latest Hermes bag or something like that."
"Very funny dad." I had my own money anyway. If Cody refused to buy me anything I'd just get it myself. But he'd already told me it was his pleasure as my husband to provide for all my needs. Apparently he thinks my trust fund should be saved for any children we might have together. We'll see, this bitch could shop.
Cody
She was stunning. The most stunning creature I have ever seen in my life, as she looked up into my eyes on the dance floor. Our ceremony had gone off without a hitch. Not that I had expected anything different. I knew our guests were here to celebrate us. But I couldn't help wishing everyone would leave so we could head out of here. Until I remembered that we didn't have to wait for them to leave, since we were leaving soon for the airstrip to board the jet for our trip to the family island.
" I'm ready to take you away from here. Will you come with me?" She stopped dancing long enough to nod at me.
"Just let me say goodbye to mom and dad." I kissed her brow gently before she headed off to say her goodbyes as I did the same. "Husband I find this very unconventional." This was Sharon's greeting when I led my family into the privacy of our home away from the party to say our goodbyes. "We've already had this discussion, don't question me again. This is for Alana, this is all new to her she needs time to get use to this life. These two weeks are to help settle her before her whole life changes forever. You don't need to understand why I'm doing what I'm doing but I will say this to both of you. You will make her feel welcome or I will be very displeased, do I make myself clear?" They know the deal. As my wives they had a voice yes, but not when it came to my interactions with my wife.
I've never treated them unfairly but I understood their angst somewhat. They were threatened by her differences. She was nothing like they were, being raised outside our life. I was secretly very pleased by this but wouldn’t dare let on. They both hung their heads and nodded. I'm not completely ignorant to the ways of women. I understood their little power trips and their fight for place. But I will not allow them to hurt her in anyway neither will I allow her to hurt them. It was up to me to see that they each got what they needed from this way of life. But if they started with jealousy and strife they were doomed, we all were. I couldn't allow that.
I hope I'm man enough to do this right. There had been no real problems with these two but this was the only way they knew. My Alana on the other hand was different in so many ways. Not the least of which was the way I felt for her. I knew it would only be a matter of time before they realized this new truth, but I would do everything in my power to ease the sting. My only fear was that she would bear the brunt of their anger because of my dilemma. It's not her fault that I didn't feel the same for them as I did her. Although I did love both my wives in my own way, our unions weren't usually about love matches. When it did happen as it has with Alana and I it was almost a miracle, just as it had been with my own parents.
My mother herself was a third wife. Chosen because she’d caught my fahter’s eye after he’d been married to his first two wives, both of who’d been chosen for him. Wasn't it lucky for me then that I had found the same with my last wife who had also been chosen for me? Why shouldn't I have that? I have no intention of slighting Arlene or Sharon, or our children. But I already knew, Alana was my heart. I will look deep within myself and find the strength to make this work the best for everyone.
I kissed my family goodbye and went in search of my beauty. I found her saying goodbye to her father who seemed to be having a hard time letting her go until my mom and dad went over, and spoke softly to him. She had tears in her eyes as she came into my arms. She'd changed into a short blue silk dress, our bags were already in the car and the driver was waiting. "Are you ready to start your life with me Mrs. Jackson?"
"Yes." She seemed so happy in that moment. I hope it would always be so. That the smile which now graced her beautiful face would always shine. We left to the cheers of our family and friends, our hands clasped tightly together. She’s my wife now. Mine to love and to shower with love as I wishe
Chapter 3
Alana
The ride to the airstrip was made in silence, though he held onto my hand the whole way. I felt the tension slowly leave me as we got farther away from my new home. No other wives, no gossiping community whispering behind their hands; just me and my man alone for two whole weeks. I wasn't even worried about losing my virginity. Hey, it had to happen some day right? I just hope he was good at this shit. Because seriously, I can't see spending the rest of my life with a limp dick motherfucker and having to share too. What's in it for me? Sheeeiiiiiit.
He squeezed my hand when we arrived at the jet. I just followed him up the stairs as someone else brought our luggage on board. He led me to my seat right next to his and took my shoes off. Damn and I thought dad’s gulf stream was the shit. Talk about palace on wheels.
"It's a bit of a flight so just relax." He rubbed my feet then kissed my brow. He was being so sweet I wanted to jump him. And he looked so fucking hot in his silk sweater and jeans damn. Mom never told me that they grew them like this here. I mean my parents are gorgeous that’s where a bitch gets her looks. But I kinda had an image of an over grown farm boy in my head. Instead I get something that would make Hollywood stand up and take notice. I can't wait to get on that. Kitty was ready to pounce. I think she had her hackles raised because it was taking too long. I could tell she was gonna be a problem, I'll try to control her, but we'll see.
When he finally took his seat next to mine after checking that everything was right for our flight, he drew my feet into his lap and started rubbing my arches. Shit that's one of my spots. "Umm." I arched in my chair while admonishing kitty to calm the fuck down. I wanted a nice big bed to roll around in my first time. On the way back, fuck yeah I'll do him on the plane. He was smiling very cockily at me when I finally reopened my eyes. Yeah okay! Smile now big boy but you better be able to deliver. Kitty is a mean bitch she’d tell you if shit ain’t right.
"How are you feeling Alana, you nervous?"
"Not really, should I be?" I smirked at him. He was so hot, with that crazy as fuck sable colored hair that worked on him somehow and those silver grey eyes, damn. And the way he looked at me with those eyes, like there was no one else, I needed that. I felt a slight pang of nervousness after all. What if he stops looking at me like that? In the last two days while we were getting to know each other I’d noticed the way he looked at me. The way his eyes followed me across the room. Will it always be that way or would it change with time? I tried to keep an upbeat attitude though; no point in borrowing trouble now was there?
"No you shouldn't be, I just want you to relax and enjoy this. It's all about you wife."
"No husband, it's all about us, I want you to relax and enjoy too." I bit my lip I noticed that whenever I did that he became fixated. It was hot as fuck to watch. His Adam's apple bobbed as he watched me, his hand slid up my leg to the hem of my skirt just above my knee. Higher, higher, I was secretly pleading with him for a little hand action. He just teased behind my knees as he smiled knowingly at me.
"All in due time my little wildflower." He leant over to brush his lips over mine.
"Is that my new name?" I teased his palm with my toes.
"It's how I see you, wild and untamed, and extraordinarily beautiful."
Ooh, kitty liked that, yes she did. Me, I was blushing like a little girl. I think for the first time since we met, I really was looking forward to spending the rest of my life with this person.
Cody
The flight was way too long for my taste. I wanted her alone behind closed doors. I wanted to see the promise of what was hidden, what was now mine to love, to cherish, and I will cherish. I knew that much already. I'm excited at the very idea of finally possessing her, could hardly believe my luck still, that I had found this. No, I won't think of responsibilities and what we would face back home. That wouldn't be fair to my Alana. This was her time, hers and hers alone. I planned on spending these next two weeks ingratiating myself as deeply into her as she already was in me.
I rubbed her lip where she had bitten it. That little telltale sign turned me on like nothing ever had. It gave me ideas about all the things I wanted to do to her mouth. Not yet Cody you don’t want to scare the poor girl. I have what you might call a voracious sexual appetite. And I knew to the bottom of my soul that she would bring out even more in me. If she could make me burn by just being near I could only imagine how it would be once I’ve had my first taste of her.
"Would you like to take a nap baby?" She had a sleep sexy look in her eyes as she watched me.
"I'm not sleepy."
"Okay then, what would you like to do?" She surprised me by leaving her seat and climbing into my lap. I smiled just as her lips touched mine and we shared our first real kiss as man and wife. I liked the fact that she wasn't shy with me that she felt sure enough to make that move. Though I wanted to dive into her I held back, there will be time enough for that later.
Drawing her closer to me, I deepened the kiss. Our tongues played softly back and forth in each other's mouths, her hands around my neck, in my hair. She tasted like cherries, so sweet. I let my hand wander to her breast, just slightly brushing before moving on. I will not maul my new bride on an airplane. My cock stiffened beneath her but I ignored the animal and concentrated on giving her her first kiss from her husband.
We spent the rest of the flight kissing and touching softly, learning each other. When the flight was at an end we deplaned with her hand in mine. I couldn't seem to stop touching her.
The island was secluded and could only be reached by boat. I got our luggage situated at the Pier and we were off to the start of our journey. It was late at night and the water was still with the reflection of a million stars. I gave her one last kiss before I took the wheel and glided swiftly through the night. We're here, at last. It seemed like it took forever to be finally alone. I carried our bags up and dropped them at the door.
"I get to carry you over the threshold." I picked her slight form up in my arms as I opened the door and walked through.
"You want a tour?" She shook her head no thank heavens. I headed straight for our room not letting her down until we reached the side of the bed. Our marriage bed, the place where we will consummate our union and what I hoped was our love.
"Undress me." I led her fingers to the bottom of my sweater as my hands went to the buttons of her dress. I felt the rapid beating of her heart and sought to reassure her. "There's no need to be afraid, little one, it's going to be fine." I kissed her once to reassure her. Just a soft peck on the lips because I so badly needed the contact.
"I'm not afraid Cody, I'm just...this is new you know, but I'm ready." She rushed to add that last bit and it made me laugh, so eager my little love was. We undressed each other stopping every so often to touch or kiss a special spot on each others' body. I found myself wondering if she had ever been kissed before. Don't go there Cody.
“Let me turn on the light I want to see you.” I turned from her to light the room’s only lamp and heard her sharp inhalation of breath before I felt her small fingers tracing the ink on my back. “I didn’t know you had this.” I turned to face her so I could see if she was put off by the tattoo that was my family crest. Her eyes dropped to my swollen cock and she swallowed audibly. I looked down at what she was seeing. The steel rod than ran through the tip of my cock seemed to fascinate her. But instead of repulsion I saw…hunger.
“Can I touch it?” I nodded my head yes as she lifted her hand to cup me. My cock throbbed and pulsed as she ran her hand up and down its length. Next her finger traced the dagger that was inked just above my hip to my groin. “Give me your mouth wildflower.” Instead of waiting for her to comply I took her lips in a wild passionate kiss, pulling her closer into me. Her hand refused to release my cock as pre cum started to appear. I ended the kiss and looked down at her. No fear. I smiled and picked her up in my arms and walked towards the bed.
I laid her on the bed as she gazed at me longingly. I saw in her eyes the same fire that burned in mine. Thank heaven for that. I started at her feet, which I found out were ticklish, huh, will have to explore that later. And worked my lips up her inner thigh until I reached her core where I paid homage. I licked her first all around her plump pussy lips, teasing her before I attacked her clit. I sucked it into my mouth and pressed it against my tongue as her scent and taste over whelmed me. Lifting her ass in my hands I let my tongue glide into her bit by bit until it butted against her maidenhead. She writhed beneath me, calling to me to end her torture. "Please, please, please." Her pussy juice was sweet on my tongue and I didn’t want to stop. But I knew the pleasure could become too much especially her first time.
"What is it that you want my Alana?" I gave her one last lick with my tongue.
"You, I want you."
"Where do you want me?" She pointed to her passion flower which was now open and beautiful, I licked her there again, not invading her body with my tongue this time, just teasing her clit until it stood out more. I wanted to do more than taste her essence but I held off for now. Soon I will feast, but for now I tasted.
When I was sure she was ready, that she could take my girth inside her tightness, I kissed my way up her body opening her legs wide to hold me. I looked into her eyes as I guided my cock into her with my hand. I think I made some sort of animalistic sound at the first contact. Her pussy was tight and hot and I wanted to plunder but once again I held back. “Hold onto me love.” She wrapped her arms and legs around me and I closed my eyes against the pain I was sure to cause her. With one forceful thrust I plunged into her and took her scream when it came into my mouth.
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