Presley Ann smiled at Leah’s reflection in the mirror as she came up behind her and straightened the white mesh fabric gathered neatly at her waist and said, “You look gorgeous, sis.”
“Thank you.”
Leah chuckled and said, “So do you think you’ll go full-time as a mom and business owner, and leave me high and dry for my best saleswoman?”
Presley Ann snorted and said, “Your best? Please. I was just properly motivated. You can keep me on as a temporary floater during your busy seasons. Remember how I was in the beginning?”
Leah’s shoulders shook as she rolled her eyes and then popped her hip out and put her hand on it. “Oh my gawd, my feet hurt so bad. When can I get out of here? And why is Dad making me do this? I mean, it’s not like I can make a living here. And oh my gawd did you see the mess in the dressing room? These people are pigs. I’m so like ready to get fired.”
By the time they were done laughing, tears were brimming in both their eyes and Leah was flapping her hands, “Oh, don’t cry! You’ll ruin your makeup!”
There was a soft knock at the door and her dad poked his head in. “They’re ready downstairs when you are, sweetie.” She waved him in and Leah handed her the bridal bouquet, made from fresh yellow roses and wrapped with a royal blue satin ribbon.
“I’m very ready.” She turned to her sister as she adjusted the skirt on her simple, white lace floor-length wedding gown. Leah had helped her find it on short notice, since they’d decided on a late January wedding and binding ceremony. The men had agreed. There was no point in waiting when what they had together felt so right.
“Sweetie, I gotta say, this is not what I expected from your wedding day,” her father said as he looked her over with a beaming smile. He held the crook of his arm out to her as he opened the door.
Presley Ann kissed his cheek. “It surprises me, too. I always fantasized about a designer dress and shoes, ten bridesmaids, a huge reception, and a two week honeymoon cruise.” She looked out the door at the simple floral garland draping the bannister of the staircase at the Hourglass Inn and listened to the crowd that waited in the little ballroom downstairs. “This is so much better than I could’ve imagined.” She looked down at Whit, who was wrapped up in a special white mesh sling and kissed his forehead and murmured, “Isn’t it, sugar pea pie?”
Leah sniffled behind her as she did last minute fluffing to Presley Ann’s dress and patted her beautifully arranged hair. Her voice trembled as she whispered, “You look so beautiful. Those men are gonna flip when they see you.”
Presley Ann turned back to her and put her hand on her sister’s shoulder. Their relationship hadn’t always been peaceful, but it was perfect now, as far as she was concerned. Doing her best to speak over the knot in her throat she said, “It’s you I thank for bringing them into my life. If it hadn’t been for…everything…”
Leah kissed her cheek and patted at a tear with her tissue. “Stop crying, now. If he was here, Patterson would be so thrilled for you.” She swallowed, unable to say more but her eyes and her glowing smile spoke volumes.
Life was a wonderful mystery, the way lives touched lives, and she was grateful.
Beyond grateful.
* * * *
Truehart Strong stood with his brother as the two men playing guitar at the back of the room began playing a different song, signaling that the bride and her father had arrived.
His heart pounded wildly, emotions ricocheting around in his chest as he watched the angel that had filled his dreams for the last year come into view on the arm of her father. Whit as nestled against her chest in a pure white sling, his jet black hair a marked contrast against her white lace dress and her pale blonde hair and ivory coloring.
When she’d invited him and Noble to the wedding, he’d hesitated. Not because he hadn’t wanted to be there for her but because he wasn’t sure they could pull off the incognito thing a second time. As if she’d anticipated his concern, she’d told him that the event was a binding ceremony that would occur after the actual wedding, between her and Kendry that a local Justice of the Peace was performing. This binding ceremony would be attended by close friends and family, who already knew the truth about his identity. They’d all been very laidback since his arrival with Noble, which he appreciated. The celebrity thing got old when it came to wanting a few moments of “normal” in his life.
He’d committed to come to the ceremony and told her that he had an agent looking for property in the Divine area. For now, his music career kept him on the road, an exhausting but necessary evil to keep their following growing and their names in the spotlight. But he hoped to spend at least some of his off time in Divine and maybe make a home there in future years.
She’d promised him that she wouldn’t breathe a word to the media about Whit, not wanting to subject either of them to that kind of spotlight, and told him that if he chose, at a future date, they could petition the state to update Whit’s birth certificate, naming True as his father. He hadn’t been expecting that, and he’d assured her that he wouldn’t make trouble for her as Whit’s mother. He just wanted to be a part of his life and watch him grow up, and all three had made it clear he was more than welcome.
He swallowed the lump, overwhelmed that she wanted for the baby to be intimately included in the ceremony. She’d told him that it’d been Jared and Kendry’s idea. That made watching her marry them marginally better, that they’d wanted his son to be right there with them. That told him better than any words could how much they loved Whit, too.
Her eyes were shiny as she made her way through the crowd on her dad’s arm, and she smiled brightly as her eyes came to rest on him. He saw the way she struggled to swallow as she blinked and wanted more than anything to comfort her and tell her it was okay. He understood.
But that didn’t do anything to change the fact that he had bone-deep regrets—or the fact that he was getting drunk as soon as he was alone that night. Obliterated. Hammered.
He took a deep breath and somehow managed to smile at her as she drew abreast of him. Whit’s eyes met his as he gummed his chubby little fist and he grinned at him, making True’s heart feel like it was taking flight. He experienced incredible pain and sublime happiness, all in the same moment, as her gaze shifted to the men waiting at the altar and saw the way her expression changed.
Even though he wouldn’t have missed her wedding for anything, the love in her eyes shattered his heart. Breathe through it. This isn’t about you.
Noble chuckled and pointed, and said, “There has to be a story there.”
Her shoeless feet peeked from beneath the hem of her dress. All she wore was a simple silver anklet. She made a beautiful barefoot bride.
* * * *
Presley Ann had to hold herself back from running to the front of the room where Jared and Kendry waited. They looked so handsome in their suits.
All their families, friends, and coworkers stood as Ethan Grant made his opening remarks and then the ceremony started. She had trouble focusing as she tried to process everything she was feeling.
She’d just fed Whit moments before, so he was content nestled against her chest, Ethan’s soothing voice making him drowse until his long black lashes finally settled against his cheeks and he drew his little hands under his chin. His position against her chest smooshed his little cheek and made him look as if he was smiling in his sleep, and she stroked his cheek as love swelled in her heart.
Kendry and Jared’s hands squeezed hers as she reached out to them and she looked from one to the other, Kendry with his dark blond golden boy good looks and his loving heart, and Jared with adoration glowing in his pale blue-gray gaze.
Is this really happening?
She remembered, the day she’d found out she was pregnant, thinking her life was over. She couldn’t have been more wrong. Her life was truly blessed beyond her imagination.
“Presley Ann?” Ethan said in a kind voice, drawing her from her musing. He must’ve guessed that sh
e’d lost track of where they were in the ceremony and he whispered, “The rings?”
“Uh-oh,” she murmured.
Jared and Kendry couldn’t hide their amusement. Presley Ann looked at her sister who was standing nearby with her face pressed into her hands. Leah looked up and mouthed, “Sorry!” She was supposed to help Presley Ann remember to put the rings on a blue ribbon pinned to Whit’s little white sleeper.
“Oh boy.”
Ethan grinned and said, “That’s okay. Do you know where they are? We can send someone upstairs for them.”
“They’re in my cosmetic case on a blue satin ribbon.”
Leah hustled up and said, “I’ll be right back.” Her soft steps echoed up the staircase at a dead run.
Presley Ann looked up at her men. “I’m so sorry. I can’t believe I forgot.”
Kendry chuckled and gestured at her feet with his chin and said, “You forget your shoes, too, Cinderella?”
She giggled and said, “Barefoot seemed appropriate. Forgetting the wedding rings? Not so much.”
“That’s our absentminded angel,” Kendry said with a chuckle. “But you know you’re never living this down, right?”
Jared shook his head and gestured with his chin at Kendry’s groin. “Oh, right, you really want to tease her, boner?”
Kendry’s jaw dropped and then he muttered, “It’s a perfectly natural response. So I’m a little nervous.” He winked at Presley Ann and blew her a kiss.
Ethan sounded like he was clearing his throat but his face grew a little ruddy as he winked at her and said, “You sure you can handle these jokers, Presley Ann?”
As Leah hurried up with the rings, Presley Ann nodded and said, “I wouldn’t change a thing.”
* * * *
“Finally!” Presley Ann murmured as she exited the bathroom in the diaphanous white gown she’d bought at Discretion for their wedding night. “Finally.”
“What?” Kendry said with a chuckle and a knowing gleam in his eye as he tugged on the end of the first ribbon holding the transparent gown closed in front. The dark hair sprinkled on his chest gleamed in the flickering firelight of the bridal suite at the Hourglass Inn.
Jared said, “You have us to yourselves every night now, angel. Have we disappointed you up until now?”
“Oh, no,” she said through a giggle with a shake of her head. “Far from it.”
They knew exactly what she was talking about, they were just teasing her. She decided to do a little teasing of her own as she stood in front of the fireplace, knowing they could see every bare inch of her through the sheer nightgown. She tugged the next bow loose, revealing more of her cleavage, and taking advantage of every second they had on their short honeymoon. She was still nursing regularly so they’d postponed their honeymoon trip until Whit was a little older, and weaned.
“I’m just happy it’s finally time for me to know what it’s like to be made love to by both my men at the same time. You’ve been teasin’ me for weeks.”
They’d been reluctant to rush her, because of her postpartum recovery, but she’d made them promise that on their wedding night, they’d make love to her together. They stood motionless, watching her, their bare chests rising and falling in the flickering light as if they were breathing a little harder. Her hands trembled as she tugged loose the last bow holding the gown together and let it slowly slide from her shoulders.
Their warmth as they finally came to her and closed in around her was so delicious she had to shut her eyes to block out everything else just so she could enjoy it.
Kendry stroked her lips with his and licked at her lower lip. “Right here, kitten.” His tone held her enthralled.
“Yes.” Her lips trembled and she pressed against his so he’d go deeper, and he obliged her.
Jared’s touch on her abdomen sent a warm ripple spreading outward from her pussy. He growled in her ear and pulled her back against his chest and pushed her to Kendry so her nipples were teased by Kendry’s chest hair.
“Right now,” Jared murmured as he licked at her throat and then sucked her sensitive flesh.
Her cunt pulsed and ached with need as they took her down on the plush rug laid before the fire. Jared guided her so she straddled Kendry’s hips, and she throbbed with desire as he consumed her with the firelight flickering in his eyes. Kendry put an arm behind his head and used his other hand to tease her clit with gentle but insistent fingers. “I love your silky little cunt. Can’t wait to sink deep inside you.”
She rubbed against him and looked over her shoulder as she heard the snap of a lid. Jared poured lubricant on his fingers.
Kendry continued stroking her, getting her pussy wetter and wetter, and putting some of the lube on her there even though she didn’t think it necessary. They liked taking care of her. Jared stroked a slick finger over her asshole. An appreciative sounding rumble vibrated in his chest as she arched her back and relaxed for him, struggling to allow him entrance. The delicious burn of his intruding finger made her anxious to take them, and she worked herself against both of their fingers until an orgasm flickered just out of reach. She needed them inside her desperately.
Kendry finally relented and positioned his cock for her as she braced herself on his chest.
“Oh, yes!” she cried out as she took just his head and ground against him, loving the way he spread her and filled her tight. Two at once was going to feel amazing.
Jared let out a sharp breath and she looked over her shoulder and saw that he was also lubricating his cock for her. She met his eyes and reached back to him. “I love you.”
His eyelids fluttered and slid closed as she stroked him and then gently drew him to her, arching her back to guide his thick shaft to her quivering opening. She longed for the dark intimacy of anal penetration with him. That would also be a first for the three of them.
His broad head rubbed at her vulnerable opening and she moaned, turning back to Kendry and relaxing her legs and her bottom as Jared scooted in close and slowly thrust against her ass, seeking entrance, persisting and claiming more and more of her ass until the burn made her pant.
“Slower. Oh, it’s so good!”
“Easy, kitten,” Kendry murmured as he drew her to his chest and kissed her face. “You feel so damn good.” He groaned and rolled his hips as they took turns thrusting in and out of her in short increments, teasing her with just the first few inches of their cocks until she was ready to beg.
The knot of tension grew tighter as she began moving with them, losing herself in the sensual motion, experiencing the love of two men at the same time. She finally took the initiative and sank down on Kendry’s cock and began grinding against him. He gasped deep and perspiration broke out over his chest and his forehead as she gazed down at him.
The scene was beautiful and primordial and focused as she was on her men, it could’ve been a cave with furs strewn beneath them as they fucked before the fire, rather than the stately Victorian bridal suite. It didn’t matter. Her men were making love to her in a way that made her feel claimed in every earthy sense of the word.
Jared’s hands tightened on her hips and she cried out as he pressed his chest against her back and slid deep inside her. His groan was unintelligible and the fine tremble that ran through him translated to her as she moved with that sensual grinding rhythm between them. She felt utterly completed in that magical moment.
Jared returned to an upright position and began thrusting faster. In a deep, gravelly voice he said, “It’s so good. Lift up, angel.”
Kendry clasped her hands in his, helping her to sit up and smiled at her as he rolled his hips. Her back slid against Jared’s slick chest as she did as he asked and he wrapped his arms around her torso, supporting her as Kendry reached down and trapped her clit between his fingers and began massaging her.
Urgency flooded her and she held tight to Jared’s arms as her movements grew more forceful. “It’s coming! Don’t stop!”
Both men groaned in approva
l and Kendry began bucking beneath her. “Come for us, kitten. He toggled her clit in a circular motion and the orgasm burst within her, taking her down in the deep, rolling waves of ecstasy. Both men thrust against her gripping contractions.
Kendry began thrusting hard. “There it is…Oh, fuck yeah!”
Jared buried his face against her neck and shoulder, shaking all around her as he tightened his arms. The vibration of his blissful cry set off flickering aftershocks within her and she moaned as she collapsed between them, glad they were holding her up, otherwise she would’ve fallen face first to the rug.
Utterly relaxed, she felt like she was sinking into the floor as she settled bonelessly over Kendry, gasping for breath.
“I’m dead and this is heaven, right? Right?” Kendry said breathlessly, groaning as he thrust one last time. “I died a happy man.”
Presley Ann giggled and both men groaned and made her giggle some more.
“Can we stay like this?” she asked.
Jared laid kisses down her spine and chuckled. “Nice in theory, but my bum knee is protesting that idea.” He chuckled and rested his forehead against her nape. “Well, maybe for a minute.”
She led out a replete sigh as he finally withdrew his softened cock from her ass and kissed her one last time.
Sleep must’ve found her because she awakened to the sensation of a warm washcloth cleaning her up as Jared pressed kisses to her shoulder. Kendry smiled up at her, looking dazed himself. He brushed her hair from her cheek and whispered, “Hey, sleepyhead. Let’s get you to bed.”
“I guess I was tireder than I thought.”
“Let us take care of you,” Jared said as she lifted up and disengaged from her husband.
She paused and grinned down at him.
“What?” he said with a boyish grin.
“Husband,” she murmured and bit her lip. She looked up at Jared. “My husbands.”
Kendry chuckled as he stroked the skin between her breasts and then brushed his fingers along her jaw. “All yours, wife.”
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