by Eileen Green
“So I would still be both of yours?” Gwen couldn’t stop the giddiness that reared its head.
“You already belong to both of us. We aren’t ever letting you go, but we thought you’d want to make it legal.” Andrew’s voice was now back to normal, the angry bite it held just a minute ago gone.
“What did you mean you weren’t prepared for this?” she asked quietly.
Sheepishly the two men looked at each other before looking back at her. “We don’t have your ring yet. We are having a jeweler make it.”
Surprise coursed through her veins. “What if I had said no?”
“We wouldn’t take no for an answer, Gwen,” Jake said sternly, and she believed him.
“Well?” Andrew asked impatiently.
“If you are never letting me go, then does my saying yes change anything?” Gwen knew she sounded smug and sassy but she couldn’t help herself.
Both men chuckled, but Jake spoke for them. “Because we want to hear you say you will be our wife. Will you?”
“Of course I will.” Her voice shook as she accepted their proposal, knowing her life would be forever changed.
Actually, she knew her life was changed the night these two men took her off that mountain months ago when she nearly froze to death. She just hadn’t known how much it would change, but now, she wouldn’t ever have to be alone or struggle through life ever again.
Andrew practically pushed his friend aside as he moved forward to kiss her. His lips were soft and coaxing as they moved across hers. Opening to him, she slid her tongue through his lips and into his moist, hot depths. His taste was different than Jake’s. She knew that if she was blindfolded and each man kissed her, she’d be able to tell who was who.
Letting her possess the kiss briefly, Andrew finally pulled away as if he was impatient. “Thank you, baby. You’ve made me one of the happiest men in the world. I will try to be the best husband I can possibly be.”
Jake swept in then, plunging his mouth onto hers, his tongue invading. His, too, was a short but powerful kiss. “I pledge to be the best husband also. I will be the leader of this family and promise both of you to accept that job to the fullest. You will both be equals in this relationship, except of course in the bedroom, where Gwen will be our submissive, though she has more power than she thinks there.”
That last comment confused Gwen, but she was happy that Jake included them as a family. It meant he was taking this seriously as the leader of the family. She knew they were going to be all right.
“Now, I think someone has built up some more punishment by doubting us.” Anxiety filled Andrew’s voice.
“I agree with you, brother. Would you like to go first?” Jake asked, deferring to Andrew.
“I would be happy to do so. Are you ready, Gwen?” Andrew was fairly shaking.
“Yes, sirs. I gladly accept the punishments you deem fit for me.” She tried to exude as much bravado as she possibly could. She had enjoyed the flogging she had gotten from them in Denver, but now, a bit of trepidation ran through her since this was a punishment instead of an example.
Both men looked at each other before disappearing from Gwen’s view. She heard the sound of leather slapping on flesh, but it wasn’t her own. It happened several more times before it stopped and she found she had been clenching her butt cheeks together.
“It’s better if you don’t do that, Gwen. Relax.” Andrew’s commanding voice was directly behind her. She figured Jake was near him also. “Ready?”
Taking in a deep breath, she relaxed her body and her mind, willing all thoughts to leave her, to accept what her two men were going to provide her with. “Yes, sir.”
A swoosh sliced through the air right before multiple strands of soft leather struck across her derriere. This flogger felt different than the one they used on her at the club in Denver. The fronds felt thinner and there seemed to be less of them. It provided a much sharper bite to it instead of the relaxing therapeutic heaviness from the other one.
Biting her lip, she kept from crying out. Then she heard the swoosh again right before she felt the taste of the flogger again. She lost count of the strikes at ten. Even though this was a punishment, she felt herself begin to float after that. Her body tingled as it seemed to go limp and her mind entered a pleasurable space, a place where time, circumstances, and life seemed to drift away, leaving just her, Jake, and Andrew in this dungeon that was designed for love and sexual debauchery.
As reality began to filter back into her mind, she found herself looking up into the glorious faces of her men. They were looking down at her in concern. “Wh–what happened?” she asked quietly.
“You found subspace.” Jake smiled at her. “Are you all right?”
“I believe so.” Her voice was merely a whisper. Her ass was a bit sore, but the rest of her body was relaxed like she had never felt it before.
“I’ve never had a sub find subspace so quickly before,” Jake said as he leaned down and kissed her. “You are a gem.”
The thought that crossed her mind, perhaps from a lack of coherency while she was in subspace, vocalized before she could stop it. “Does that make you one of the seven dwarves digging out their gems?”
Both men looked stunned and she feared she may have gotten herself into more trouble. One dark eyebrow and one blond one raised in what she thought was shock. Apparently she was wrong.
Each man burst out laughing, relieving Gwen’s anxiety.
“Do we look like dwarves to you, honeybee?” Jake asked as his hand caressed her hip.
Shaking her head, she sighed. “Perhaps overgrown ones.”
He slapped her hip. “You are going to keep us on our toes.”
“As are you with me.” She sighed. Turning to Andrew, she saw he had relaxed also. “Now, I think there was something that is owed me from this morning?”
“Of course, baby girl. Let me get what I need and then I’ll give you what you need.” Andrew leaned down and kissed her.
“I’ll get it.” She heard Jake speak before the bed shifted as if he had gotten off of it. He was soon back.
Andrew’s kiss was potent, filled with promises and desire. Moving his mouth from hers, he let it slide down to her chin, where he sucked gently on gentle curves there. His hand found her breast and kneaded at it, alternating between gentleness and a hard squeeze, giving her the pain her body sought.
Her moans sounded in her ears and for the first time since they came down here tonight, she had to hope beyond hope that this room was thoroughly soundproofed. She didn’t think she could ever explain to Heather what went on down here.
Andrew’s mouth parted from hers, his voice crooning, “Easy, baby girl. You’ll get what you need. Just be patient.”
Hands moved her pliable body until she was on her hands and knees, her ass sticking up in offering.
A foil packet ripped as cold lube was applied to her anus. Wiggling her butt, she moaned at the decadent feeling that the coldness represented.
Fingers began to caress her cheeks, thumbs moving along the crevice between them, slowly working their way toward the forbidden entrance. When they finally converged on that one spot, she moaned.
Relaxing her body, she waited. A finger moved over the tight puckered area and began to push in. Her muscles opened up to the invasion, welcoming Andrew’s digit in. She could feel the cold lube being spread within her, his finger moving around there. Soon, his finger slid out, but before she could feel the emptiness, it was joined by another finger.
In and out they moved as they scissored apart, stretching her, readying her for something more. Her body trembled in anticipation of what that was, craving what she so desired.
After a couple of minutes of preparation, Andrew’s fingers disappeared. A squirting sound emanated in the room and then Gwen felt the head of his condom-clad dick touch her dark hole. Laying her head on the bed, she arched her back and relaxed her muscles.
Jake’s face appeared next to hers as he laid down
next to her. His hand cupped her cheek, caressing it. Andrew pressed forward slowly as she pushed outward. Sliding through the tight muscles, he kept moving forward until she felt his balls hit her slit.
“Oh, that feels wonderful,” she crooned.
Jake chuckled. “You like when we fuck your ass, don’t you?”
“With this being only my second time, I have to admit I really do like it,” she admitted. “I feel like you guys have opened up a whole new world to me. Thank you.”
“It is you who has opened our world of pleasure, my dear,” Jake said, his voice trembling with an emotion Gwen couldn’t read. “You are ours forever to pleasure whenever you want us to.”
“I love you so much.” Gwen meant her words with every fiber of her being. “You both have saved me from a life of loneliness, sexually and mentally.”
“Well, baby girl. Let me love your ass the way you want it to be loved. My cock loves it, you know. It loves being buried inside you, feeling the tight sleeve your body makes for it.” Andrew’s words were tight and controlled, spoken through his teeth. She knew he was trying to hold out for her.
“Then fuck me!” she demanded as she pushed back against him. “Please!”
Not caring that she begged him, because they promised to give her whatever she wanted, needed, she also wanted to please them.
Andrew pulled almost all the way out, until just the head of him was inside her sphincter. The sensation was heavenly. As he surged back in, she countered her movement so her cheeks met his hips. Gaining a rhythm, the two of them worked to help bring them their ecstasy, but Gwen had a helping hand toward that.
Jake moved his hand to her slit, separated her folds, and found the hard pearl that lay within them. Rubbing it with his thumb, he slipped two fingers into her pussy, finding that soft spongy spot that lay hidden there. Massaging that and her clit, she found her body racing quickly for the ultimate prize.
Her tits rubbed against the sheets in this position, providing her added stimulation as Andrew fucked her ass and Jake played with her pussy. Electrical currents sparked all over her body, building with each firing. The sensations kept building and as she felt Andrew’s balls getting hard against her perineum and his cock seemed to grow in girth inside her, she knew he was near his release.
She was almost there. Using her Kegel muscles, she tightened around Jake’s fingers and Andrew’s cocks, drawing groans from both of them.
Her orgasm was right there, but she needed something else to take her over the top. As if sensing what she needed, a hard slap landed on her ass, igniting that fuse within in her.
Every muscle within her pelvic region tightened as her pussy exploded, sending out fire to every inch of her body. Her toes curled as did her fingers. Her hearing seemed to leave her as sparkles appeared behind her eyelids. The scream that emanated from her wasn’t heard by her but she knew she had done so by the feel of her throat.
The feel of a hardness pulsing within her as it was held tight inside her along with liquid heat pulsing from it into its latex prison let her know that Andrew had found his release also.
As her senses began to come back to her, she found Jake laying tiny soft kisses to her face while Andrew tented over her, kissing her shoulders. Trying to move, she found her muscles felt like jelly.
Andrew moved out of her slowly. Her body felt bereft without him there but she knew she wouldn’t have to do without. They would make love to her anytime she wanted. She would hold them to it.
Jake helped move her so she was lying on her side and he pulled up the sheet and blanket to help keep out the cold. Andrew returned in a few minutes and snuggled in behind her. He kissed her hair before reaching up and hitting the switch to the lights. Again, he left the light on in the bathroom.
“You guys are going to have to show me around this dungeon of yours. Plus, we could use a fireplace down here.” Her words were quiet as sleep was quickly approaching.
“I agree,” Andrew said in her ear. “I also think we need a private stairway down here so we can come down without having to sneak around in the halls if we have company.”
A giggle emerged from Gwen. “Yes. I agree.”
Jake laid a kiss on her lips as he cuddled up to her front, his clothed body warm against hers. Sleep quickly overtook her, her last thoughts being of how much she loved being between these two men.
Chapter Sixteen
After a day of shopping, Gwen and Heather sat in the back booth of the Polson Diner. They had hit some of the antique shops around town in search of items that would best suit the house. Finding some interesting things stirred a desire in Gwen she hadn’t had in a long time. At one point, she had wanted to be an interior decorator and now, she was being given the chance to fulfill some of that sleeping desire.
Tanya had taken their order already and had just returned with their drinks. Both had ordered Shirley Temples for whenever they had some extra money to eat out, they ordered them to feel a bit extravagant. Now that they were better off in life than before, nostalgia overtook them.
“I don’t believe I’ve seen you two ladies in here before,” Tanya commented after setting a glass before each woman.
“No. We’re from Kalispell. I just recently moved north of town, so you’ll probably be seeing more of us,” Gwen explained. She didn’t know how much people needed to know, but she didn’t really care what anyone thought either. She had been judged and mocked for being pregnant at fifteen, so she knew she could deal with anything anyone threw her way.
“I go to school over in Helena,” Heather said. “I’ll be coming home occasionally to spend time with my mother.”
Tanya smiled a tight smile and said almost absent-mindedly, “It’s good that you have a mother to spend time with.”
That’s odd that she would come out and say that. Gwen smiled at the young blonde woman. She seemed sad, as if she was missing something in her life.
“Oh, I’m sorry that your mother wasn’t around,” Heather said softly. “My father wasn’t around as I grew up. I never knew him.”
Tanya looked at Gwen’s daughter as if she was appraising her. “Well, sometimes we’re better for not knowing our parents.”
Heather giggled. “That’s the truth. I’m glad I didn’t know my father.” Changing the subject, Heather asked, “Do you go to school also?”
Tanya scrunched up her nose. “I’m supposed to be, but the waitress we had here got married not too long ago and left us shorthanded. I’ve been working here day and night to help out Glenn. I guess I’ll just go back when school picks up in the fall.”
“I’m sorry to hear that you are having to work so hard. Hopefully you guys will find a new waitress soon.” Always leave it to Heather to be gracious and kind.
The front door opened, the bells announcing a new customer. All three ladies looked over to see who entered and Gwen smiled. Raising her hand up to gain the attention of the threesome that walked in with a small child, she has happy to see that they had seen her.
“Ah, our old waitress,” Tanya said as if in a passing thought. “You know them?”
“Yes. We met recently. Do you mind if they join us, if they want to?” Gwen asked, not wanting to make more work for the woman.
“No. It’s fine. You have one of the larger booths so you should all fit. I’ll get a highchair for the little one.”
Tanya stepped away from the table and met the new group halfway across the room. Saying some words to them, they headed over to Gwen and Heather’s table and Tanya disappeared into the back of the restaurant.
Scooting around the table, Gwen and Heather made room for Connor, Jared, Gina, and little Nathan. Jared held the boy until Tanya returned with the highchair and then he began to put the little one in it until a thundering voice called out.
“Let me see that little man!” the rotund man said as he came barreling out of the kitchen area. His body was barrel shaped, with thin legs. Gray hair topped his head and his apron was painted with various f
oods that he had prepared during the day.
As he came up to the table, he grabbed up the tyke, swinging him around like an airplane, drawing laughter from him. Hugging the boy to him closer, Gwen could have sworn she saw moisture in the man’s eyes.
Jared stood to let Gina out of the booth and the large man reached over and pulled her to him. “How are my lovelies today?” he asked, his voice still loud even though they were right next to each other.
“We’re fine, Glenn,” Gina answered. “Nathan was fitted for his prosthetic this week. We can’t wait for him to start wearing it.”
“I’m glad that all came together for you guys,” Glenn said, his eyes meeting Connor and Jared’s over Gina’s head. Gwen had to wonder what that was about.
“So am I,” Gina said. “I thought we’d come to visit today.”
“I’m glad you did. Are you going to come back to work?” the man asked, seriousness in his words although his eyes twinkled.
“No!” both of Gina’s men said in unison.
“Hey! You don’t have to bite a man’s head off. I know that Gina’s needed elsewhere.” Glenn leaned his head down and kissed the top of Nathan’s head and then did the same to Gina.
The man let go of Gina and as she scooted back in next to Connor. Handing Nathan back to Jared, Glenn turned to Gwen and Heather. “So, who do we have here?”
“Glenn, this is Gwen Bowers. She has moved just north of town out to the old Collins place. She’s going to be working with us and the folks from the Circle G on a new project. Gwen, this is Glenn. He’s the owner and chef of the Polson Diner.” Connor made the introductions as Jared was strapping Nathan into the highchair.
“Cook, man! I’m the cook!” Glenn was harsh and brash as he corrected Connor, but no one seemed to take offense. “Pleased to meet you, Miss Bowers. We hope to see more of you around here.”
“Thank you,” Gwen said to the man. “This is my daughter Heather. She goes to school in Helena so she’ll be around for school holidays and summer.”
