Stolen By A Highlander (Scottish Pregnancy Romance)

by Kaley McCormick

  I worked my hips back and forth, essentially fucking his cock, so that he wouldn’t feel any sort of guilt for trying something like this. I think he was starting to understand that I was in this for the long haul and it didn’t matter to me how this all came about.

  “I just can’t do this, Avril.” He didn’t have to do a damn thing. He just had to stand there and take it like a good little boy.

  “Holden, you need to shut up. I have things to do and I believe that what you have for me will get me there. Just let me do all the work and you don’t have to worry about feeling guilty about any of this. After all, it was my idea and I did say to you that I wanted you to fuck me. I know how crass that might sound, but for right now, all I need is your body.” I gave him short hard jabs to get him deep and then I made some shallow strokes that rubbed up against me in just the right way.

  My clit was on the receiving end of that pleasure and my eyes were now rolling into the top of my head. I moaned, my entire body shaking and then just like that, I was pulling at his own climax. Despite his misgivings, he couldn’t keep it away from me for too much longer. I had uncorked the bottle and now he was sending a geyser of white hot foam between my legs.

  I held him against my chest, his jerky motions filling me with a creamy delight that was now mine for the taking. My orgasm was strong and only got stronger with the feel of his seed shooting deep inside me. That feeling was ecstatic and I had no mere words that could describe how having him inside me felt.

  After that exquisite moment was finished, I let go of my ankles and he fell away from my womanly grasp. His cock looked like it had gone through a wringer. His face had lost all color and I was worried that I had taken things a step too far. I didn’t want him to have some sort of heart attack and leave me wondering if what I had done was the main cause for his death.

  “Don’t worry, I’m perfectly fine. I just need a breather. I believe this concludes our business. I think that I’m going to leave, but trust me I will see you tomorrow. It’s not every day that I find a woman that takes my breath away and makes me into something that I don’t recognize. I’m not sure if I understand it or not.” He zipped up and I felt a moment of regret for releasing my ankles from around his waist. I was sure that if he stayed there that I would be able to coax another erection out of him.

  I was happy to see that he had two to give me and that was more than anybody else of his age and experience.

  I felt out of breath, but I was essentially doing the lion’s share of the work. His guilt had prevented him from taking that final step, but I was sure that eventually he would have no problem doing that. I watched him leave, glancing over his shoulder and shaking his head in disbelief that he had finally found a woman that matched up to his stamina. I’d never even imagined that I would be with a white cowboy billionaire that had more money than he knew what to do with it.

  I didn’t have designs on his cash. I just wanted somebody to keep me from leaving this country. I found my dream coming true. That visa was expiring next week and we had made plans to marry in the next two days. Everything had been put together at the last minute. We were going to have a quiet ceremony outside the city at this quaint bed and breakfast. We would stand on the beach and I was hoping that I could convince Timothy to join us. I wasn’t sure if he would feel a certain pang of jealousy, but I had to at least find out.

  It took me some time to feel like I could get back up on my feet. My bare toes landed on the hard and unyielding cold pavement. The concrete made me shiver to its touch, as I grabbed my shoes and put them back on. I went into the bathroom, combed my hair and fixed myself up good enough that it didn’t look like I was just in the middle of some raunchy x rated video.

  “I have to admit that I wasn’t expecting that when I came back to get my jacket.” Timothy startled me and I turned to see that he was holding a wilted bouquet of roses in his hands. “I should’ve said something, but to be honest I didn’t want to. I was feeling a bit low from having this girl that I liked turn her attention towards her ex boyfriend. I guess I came here looking for a shoulder to cry on, but instead I found you screwing Holden.” It was obvious from the bulge in his pants that he had enjoyed what he had seen with his own eyes.

  “You really should have said something. Actually, I’m glad that you didn’t. It probably would have ruined the moment. I do have something to ask you.” I told him all the details of how I had gotten together with Holden. I told him our plans to marry and at first he was hesitant to take me up on my offer to go to the wedding. He finally relented, but I think he only did it, because he was my friend.

  “I am really happy for you. Really…really…happy for you. I just wish that it was me that you found attractive enough to marry. I would’ve done that for you, even if it was just a platonic arrangement between friends.” I didn’t wanna put him in that position. It would’ve made him a liar and the one thing that I knew about him was that he was an honorable man. He might say that he was able to do it, but it would eat him up inside to be with somebody that didn’t love him back. He deserved better than that.

  I did love him in my own way, but what I had with Holden was a whole lot stronger. “I’m glad that you’re coming to the wedding. I just think that it would be nice to have a familiar face to witness my wedded bliss.” I knew that he wasn’t happy about any of this and the way that he was looking at me made me feel like I was a steak ready to be devoured.

  Chapter four

  I stood there in front of the priest and listened to those vows that Holden had written for this occasion.” I promise that life will never be predictable with me. I’ll show you the world and give you everything that you want. You’ll never have a need for anything. Our love will be the only thing that matters and we will endure long enough to have grandchildren. I want to be sitting on that rocking chair with your hand in mine, withered and old and waiting for it that final tick of the clock. I never want to be without you, because you are my life and you are my heart. Trust that you’ll be safe and you’ll be always in my heart. Whether, I’m 2 feet in front of you or 1000 miles away. My vow is to make you the happiest woman in the world.”

  “I wasn’t expecting you to say your own vows. It would seem pointless for me to spout off anything that wasn’t original. Off the top of my head, I’ll say that you’re the man of my dreams. Honestly, I never thought that I would fall for a white man, let alone a cowboy drinking billionaire that has been through a lot. Suffice to say, I want to be there for you and I want to hold your hand, listen to your worries and I want you to feel that you’ll always have a friend in me. You’ll never have to look around and wonder where I’m at, because I’ll always be by your side. This love will endure, because we’ll never allow a night to go by that doesn’t have one of us saying those three little words. We might get angry, but underneath it, we’ll know that there is nothing that can tear us apart.” I had put that together at the last minute and I felt like we were starting this new chapter of our lives.

  I looked over my shoulder, as the priest announced that we were husband and wife to see that Timothy looked like he had lost his best friend.

  I grabbed a bottle of champagne in one hand and Holden in the other, while motioning for Timothy to join us down on the beach. The sun had gone down and it left behind this magical red sunset that had us all drinking and having the time of our lives.

  The liquor was flowing and it was helping me see things clearly for the first time. I wanted my husband and my friend to get along. I wanted them to feel like they were both part of my family. I rolled to my side and kissed Holden, pinning him down with my hands pushing him into the sand.

  I rolled off of him and found myself on top of Timothy doing the same thing. I thought that Holden would say something, but he only moved to his side to watch me, as I kissed my best friend. I was the chocolate filling in the middle of this vanilla cookie.

  “I don’t know about the two of you, but I would like to take this up to our room.�
�� I thought that I had broken Timothy’s spirit, but when I stood up, I put my hands out for the both of them. They looked at each other, but then they smiled and I had a feeling that they were OK with this scenario. “I’m not sure this will ever happen again, but for tonight, I want to have it all.” They were now standing in front of me and I placed my hands against their packages. I got a pretty good idea that they were both sporting about the same size and thickness.

  I didn’t want any kind of competition and if one was bigger, I could only imagine what kind of reaction that would’ve gotten from the other. I grabbed them both by their belts and I dragged them up the stairs to the penthouse suite in this bed and breakfast. The balcony was overlooking the beach and I opened up the sliding door to see the king size bed in the middle of the room. The blood red silk sheets were complemented by a white Duvet that was now pulled open like it was welcoming us into its embrace.

  “I just want to tell you, wife that this doesn’t change anything between us. I kind of find it hot that you would want to do this and with your best friend. I hope that it’s everything that you want and more. I would never deny you anything. I’m glad that I don’t find this a slight on my manhood. I actually want this to happen. I know how important Timothy is in your life and I would like to think that we can be at least friends with benefits.”

  “I would like that too, Holden. I’m just not sure that sharing your wife is the answer. It’s not to say that I haven’t thought about it, but this is something a little bit different. I certainly didn’t think that we would be doing her together. I can honestly say that I’ve never tag teamed a woman, but there’s always a first time for everything.

  I unbuttoned their shirts, seeing that they both liked to work out and put their bodies to the test. They saw my dark skin and the contrast to their pale white complexion was a bit jarring. I had their pants down around their ankles and both of them were standing there at complete attention and ready to go into battle. I let them watch, as I peeled back the layer of the white dress. It was essentially a wedding dress, but more something that you would see on the beach than a church.

  It was short, except for the train that had now been taken care of with the sharp blades of a pair of scissors. I lifted the straps off my shoulders, watching, as their cocks bobbed up and down to the show that I was giving them. “I think it’s time for the big reveal. Trust me, you’ve both seen it before, but that doesn’t mean that I don’t have some surprises up my sleeve.” When I dropped the straps, my hidden secret came out to their eager eyes. I was wearing edible underwear. I took one hand each and I drew them to the bed.

  I lie there with my legs spread with each one holding one leg each and then they were moving in. until they were touching the strawberry essence. I heard them slurping and I looked down to see that they were stripping those edible panties away and consuming that delectable delight. There was no reason to stop them, after all the creamy center was where they were going to end up. I put my feet up onto the mattress, spreading my knees and letting them get better access to the goods.

  “I don’t know about other women, but I think I understand why it’s better with two. You haven’t lived…oh yeah…until you have two men going down on you at the same time.” I could feel their hot breath and then their tongues begin to move in unison. One concentrated on my clit, sucking it into his mouth, until Timothy buried his oral protrusion into my body. I’d never felt anything like it and I never knew that I could be a hair trigger from going off.

  That wet sloshing sound was a byproduct of my excitement. I wasn’t in love with Timothy, but I did enjoy seeing his body and playing with him was something that I could get used to.

  “Honey, I would like to see you cum all over our faces. Just let yourself go and I’m sure that it won’t take all that long for you to have that orgasm. I know how much I mean to you and I know that what you said on the beach was not just platitudes. I think that deep down we know that we were meant to be together and that this issue with your visa was the perfect way to make us see what we had right in front of us.” He returned to licking circles and I found myself pushing up against them.

  “We are definitely going to have to do this… AGAINNNNNNNN.” My legs were quivering and there was no denying that having them both was like a dream come true. As I was coming down from that moment, I noticed that Timothy was now between my legs and that Holden was holding my ankles wide.

  “I thought that he deserved to go first. After all, I had that pleasure two days ago. Don’t worry, I plan to give you more than you can handle.” I felt Timothy bury himself in one long stroke. I don’t think that he would have done that, except that he was a little inebriated. “I love that we can do this together. You really are something special to me and to your friend Timothy.

  I had their clothes off and I had their bodies and I knew that the love that I shared with Holden would forever bond us. I don’t think that I would ever fall in love with Timothy, but I think that we could make room for him in our life and in our bed. Until such time that he found somebody special, I would be more than happy to show him a good time with my husband, either watching or joining in.

  He was fucking me hard and my heels were slapping up against his back, as I turned my head and found a hard on with my name on it. I slipped my lips over the crown of Holden’s cock, as he started to piston in and out of my mouth, until they had a healthy rhythm going that really did have those bedsprings working to the best of their ability.

  “This is fucking amazing. I don’t think that I could ask for anything more. You’re one of my best friends, Avril and now you’re my sometime lover.” His seed blasted fourth and he pulled free, so that he could spray from my pussy all the way up to my breasts. I guess seeing that was what brought forth Holden’s own climax. He let loose and filled my mouth, although this was more explosive than the last time. Maybe seeing me with another man had tickled his fancy.

  I was still tingling and the product of Timothy’s desire was now congealing on my stomach. I could feel it turning into this hard sticky mess. I would need to take a shower, but right now that was secondary. My main concern was to see if they were feeling any ill effects from doing something like this. I don’t think that I could have done this with anybody, but my best friend. I don’t think that Holden would be comfortable with me being with any other man besides Timothy. They were both going to be in my life and working side by side in both restaurants. This was what I had envisioned and I think that I could have died right now with a smile on my face.

  I lie between them, touching their chests and seeing them looking at the ceiling with smiles on their faces. I don’t think that I could be happier, except that I knew now that I was probably with child. It was almost like I’d been given a gift and even though I had not confirmed it with a doctor, I was still sure that there was a life growing inside me. I knew that it was Holden’s, but I also knew that Timothy would be a part of its life.

  As I closed my eyes, I put my hand on my stomach and knew that everything was coming up roses. I loved that both of these men loved me for who I was. My weight was not an issue and being big boned was something that they both liked. What girl could have what I have? I wanted to tell myself back in the day that everything was going to be great. At least I could look back at those times as growing pains. Life was strange and it is true that it’s all about waiting. The universe has a way of giving you exactly what you want.

  THE END

  The Outlaw’s Mail Order Bride

  Chapter 1

  Billy Jameson had finally snapped. Everyone knew Billy was rowdy and as wooly as a mammoth, but this time he had gone too far. He had overstepped his bounds again and now everyone in the good town of Woodfern knew it. He was an outlaw, a rascal and a young hooligan who didn’t seem to respect anyone or anything.

  “Attention!” the boy screamed, right in town center, his monstrous voice carrying just fine for a twenty-year-old ruffian.

  Silas Manderson co
wered, sweating, crying and saying his prayers. The old man could barely stand it. Everyone knew Billy was trouble, sure, but no one ever thought he would stoop this low. Silas clutched his hat and shifted his sloping glasses back onto his head.

  “I want ya’ll to listen up,” Billy said. “I know there’s a no good son of a bitch named Silas Manderson still alive and walking around somewhere in town. I done killed all his friend. Done killed all of his horses. And now, I’m gonna kill Silas.”

  Silas opened his eyes wide and gasped, trying to fit under the table inside the office so that he might escape certain death.

  “ And if anyone tries to butt in or stick their head where it don’t belong, I’m gonna kill them and their horse. Got that? This here business is between Silas and I, and we’re going to settle this like men.”

  Billy shot a gun up into the air and smiled. “Ohhhh, there goes another man down. I shot him down like a pigeon.” He was a rough looking but handsome young man, another one of these ruddy Jesse James-worshiping bad eggs that loved the ladies and loved raising trouble. But Silas had never seen him like this before.

  Billy fired a second shot into the air, still laughing.

  “And there’s another man dead. Hear that, Silas? I’m coming for you. Hey look, there’s Silas’ horse coming right now.”

  Billy fired a third shot into the open air and grinned. “Damn, that horse went down like whiskey. Sorry Silas, but you called this carnage upon yourself.”

  Meanwhile, Silas was cowering under the desk and trying to remain as quiet as possible. Billy made it clear that enough was enough and it was time to settle things like men. As far as he was concerned, Silas was the one who started the whole thing, waving that damn record in his face. This was the wild west, after all, deep Texas, and a man’s courage was his only real credit in a town like Woodfern.