by Chloe Lang
“Why, sweetheart?” Grant asked.
“This one is making me a little seasick.”
Greg laughed and kissed her. “I don’t know how he sleeps on it. Yes. My bed is in the other room.” He jumped up and lifted her into his arms. “Shall we try this again, bro?”
“Whatever our girl wants is what I want,” Grant said, smiling. “Lead the way, Greg.”
They took her into Greg’s bedroom, which had a king-sized bed, and he placed her in the center of it. “How’s that?”
“Comfy.”
Grant and Greg crawled in next to her, one on each side.
They started kissing her again, and thankfully didn’t bump their heads again. Back and forth, they devoured her lips.
While Grant was deepening his kiss with her, she could feel Greg trying to unbutton her top. After several attempts, Greg swore. “Damn it.”
She got tickled and giggled into Grant’s kiss.
“What’s so funny, honey?” he asked.
“Greg is having a little trouble getting my top off.”
Grant turned to Greg. “I can do it.”
“Be my guest.”
He fumbled with the buttons, but like Greg, couldn’t undo any of them.
She laughed. “Let’s make this easy on all of us. Why don’t we all take off our own clothes?”
“You are feisty, honey,” Grant said and kissed her again. “I love it.”
“Isn’t being naked together the ultimate goal?”
“Damn right it is. Thanks, baby.” Greg jumped out of the bed and stripped in lightning speed.
“I didn’t know this was a race.” Grant laughed and left the mattress. And just as fast as Greg, he was out of his clothes, standing at the side of the bed. He held out his hand. “May I help you up?”
“I’m enjoying looking at your incredible masculine bodies. I like what I see. I like it very much. But I guess fair is fair.” She took his hand and got out of the bed. Unlike their speedy burlesque, she took her time taking off her clothes. “This is how you unbutton my top.” One by one, she slowly undid them. Then she turned her back to them and slipped it off, along with her bra.
“Holy shit,” Greg exclaimed.
“You can say that again,” Grant said in a sexy, deep tone.
She turned back around, covering her breasts with her hands, and walked straight up to Grant.
Greg bolted to their side of the bed, standing shoulder to shoulder with Grant. They both faced her, their hunger for her evident in their eyes.
Moving her right arm so that her breasts remained hidden from their gazes, she lowered her left hand to the button on her jeans, taking a couple of unhurried steps back from them. She unbuttoned and unzipped them. Wanting to give them the best show she could, she wiggled her hips and slowly lowered her pants.
She lifted her left leg toward Grant.
Clearly understanding what she wanted him to do, he pulled that part of the jeans off of her.
She smiled at him and then turned to Greg, lifting her other leg.
Greg finished removing her pants and tossed them aside. “You’re driving me crazy, sweetheart. God, you look so hot.”
With only her panties on, she loved the impact her striptease was having on them. Once again, she turned her back to them. Taking her panties down an inch at a time, she looked over her shoulder at their hard, massive cocks. “I want you both inside me tonight.”
“In good time, sweetheart,” Grant said in a tone that let her know he was in charge, not her. “But first, we have other plans for you.”
He picked her up and put her back on the bed. He and Greg crawled in next to her again.
“You’ve had your fun.” Greg pinched her nipple lightly, which gave her a tingle. “Now it’s our turn.”
He began sucking on her breasts, and Grant kissed her again, swallowing her moans of delight.
Grant turned her to face Greg and started kissing down her back. She felt so warm and fuzzy as they caressed her into a state of utter abandon.
Grant started massaging her ass, and her temperature rose. When he started licking her backside intimately, she felt the familiar pressure shoot up inside her.
Greg continued teasing her nipples with his wicked mouth, causing them to tighten and ache deliciously. His hand trailed down her body until it reached her pussy. When he pressed on her clit, she moaned. Wet with passion, she clawed at his back.
She felt Grant apply lubricant to her anus, which drove her crazy. She knew he meant to claim her there. Greg sent a finger into her damp pussy. He was going to send his cock there, his act of possession of her.
They’re both going to take me at the same time. That thought thrilled her beyond belief. They’d each made love to her with their mouths, but now she needed them, needed them inside her body.
“Guys, I want you now. Please.”
“Whatever our girl wants is what we want.” Grant kissed her in the small of her back.
Greg rolled over, pulling her on top of him. She felt his hard cock enter her pussy, filling her body. Every inch he took stretched her insides.
Grant got on top of her until the head of his cock was pressing on her anus. “Take a deep breath, sweetheart.”
She filled her lungs up and then let it out slowly.
He sent his dick into her ass. At first, she felt a sting, but it quickly faded, leaving her with the most intense hunger she’d ever felt before.
“You feel so good.” Grant kissed her neck.
“So very good.” Greg pressed his mouth to hers.
“Oh God, you both feel so good inside me, too.”
They began thrusting into her body, faster and faster, deeper and deeper. She could feel the pressure reaching her limit. Holding back much longer was not going to be possible.
Being between them, between her men, felt so wonderful, so right. This is where I belong. I love them so much.
And then all the pent-up pressure inside her exploded into a ball of electric sensations that shot throughout her body, along every nerve, over her skin—everywhere. She’d never experienced such an all-consuming orgasm before. They’d given her so much already, but now, she knew she was completely theirs. Now and forever.
She could feel them both come inside her body, which only added to her euphoria. I’m theirs.
After several shallow breaths, they all rolled onto their backs. Greg and Grant came up on their elbows and gazed at her with love in their eyes.
Vibrating, she confessed to them, “I’m so in love with both of you. I never imagined something like this would ever happen to me.”
“Neither did we,” Grant said, stroking her hair. “But I’m so glad it did. I love you, baby.”
“I love you, too.”
“I wish there was another word for the way I feel, because it seems stronger than just love.” Greg kissed her lightly on the lips. “Just know I love you with my whole being.”
“I love you with my whole being, too. When I came to Wilde, I wasn’t looking for love. But here I am with the two most wonderful men I’ve ever known in my entire life, deeply in love with them.”
Chapter Fifteen
Grant rode his horse over to the fence that separated the Strong Ranch from the Wilde Ranch. On the other side of the fence, Uncle Jack sat atop his favorite steed, a black mustang he’d gotten from Montana.
“Right on time.” Uncle Jack took off his cowboy hat and wiped his brow. “Good thing, because once I’m finished here, I’ve got to head to the mine. We have an inspection next week that I need to make sure we are prepared for.”
All three of his uncles were the hardest-working men he knew.
“When Aunt Carol called the house and said you had news about Maude’s child, I came as fast as I could. What more do we know, Uncle Jack?”
“I spoke with the governor early this morning. We have good news and bad news.”
He didn’t like the sound of that. “I’d like to hear the good news first.”
“The governor is friends with Missouri’s attorney general, who has agreed to help with getting the adoption agency’s records for Maude’s child opened.”
“That’s great news. What’s the bad news?”
“The attorney general told the governor that the whole process could take a year or more, and even then, there are no guarantees.”
“Damn, Uncle Jack. We have to find Maude’s child. She’s been searching for her ever since she had to give her up. She hired a new private investigator, but we wonder if he’s just bilking her for money. She told us just this morning that she hasn’t heard a word from him.”
“Tell her to fire the bastard. We have the best on this mission now.”
“Can’t do that. Maude is unaware of the effort that is being put out to find her daughter. Greg and I decided that it was for the best to keep it that way, since we aren’t sure how long it will take us to find her little girl. So even though we don’t trust this guy, we sent him a check so she wouldn’t worry.”
Uncle Jack smiled. “Very protective of her, aren’t you and Greg?”
“We are. We love her.” He smiled. “And she loves us. She told us so last night.”
“Good for you, son.” Uncle Jack reached across the fence, and they shook hands. “She’s perfect for you and your brother, and those four little cowboys, too.”
“Yes, she is.” He sighed. “We really want to help her find her daughter, Uncle Jack. She needs to know that her little girl is in a good home. Greg and I hired the sheriff’s brother. Maybe he will have better luck.”
“Well, one thing’s for sure, we have lots of movers and shakers on this mission. I’m going to expect the outcome we all want. We’re going to find your sweet Maude’s child. You’ll see. I know one thing for sure that will take all our minds off of worrying.”
“What’s that?”
“My sons’ wedding. Oh, Carol wanted me to make sure you and Grant had picked up your tuxedos.”
“What would we do without Aunt Carol? The tuxes are hanging in the closet as we speak. Greg got them yesterday.”
“Since Maude is the maid of honor, you and Greg, as best men, will walk her down the aisle after the ceremony.” Uncle Jack winked. “Does that give you any ideas?”
“More than you know.”
Chapter Sixteen
Walking down the aisle in step to the music, Maude glanced at Greg and Grant, who were standing with the rest of the wedding party. She winked at them, and they smiled back. They looked so handsome in their tuxedos.
She still couldn’t believe how happy they had made her. She belonged to them, and they belonged to her. Her whole life she’d felt lesser, never good enough. Greg and Grant made her feel worthy and so very special. I love them so much.
The tiny chapel’s pews were filled with the citizens of Wilde. There were more people standing in all the free spaces along the walls. Rose petals littered the main aisle.
On the front row to her right was Pop Will, who had two of her precious boys, Toby and Heath, sitting on either side of him. To her left were Mom Carol and Dad Tom. They each held one of her other boys. Seth was asleep in Carol’s arms, and Nate was yawning in Dad Tom’s. Since her and Mary’s parents had refused to come, Carol had insisted on sitting on the bride’s side of the chapel.
When she got in place and turned around, Toby yelled, “There’s my mama.”
The crowd laughed.
Pop Will looked at him. “Shh.”
The organist started “Here Comes the Bride,” and the crowd rose to their feet.
Like a princess arriving for her coronation, Mary appeared, a vision of absolute beauty. She wore a strapless white flowing gown with a jeweled lattice bodice and floor-length tulle veil.
Mary leaned on Pappy Jack’s arm. He walked her down the aisle.
When her sister joined her three grooms in front of the minister, Maude felt happy tears well in her eyes. The ceremony wasn’t that different from other weddings she’d attended, despite there being three grooms.
She listened intently to the men who were vowing their unending love to her sister.
“I, Daniel Wilde, take you, Mary Kincaid, to be my wedded wife. With deepest joy, I receive you into my life. I promise you my love and devotion. With my heart, I vow to give you my utmost care and affection from now until my last breath.”
Craig and Dillon, Mary’s other grooms, vowed the same.
Her sister faced the three Wilde brothers. “I, Mary Kincaid, take you three amazing men, Dan, Dillon, and Craig Wilde, to be my wedded husbands. With deepest joy, I receive you into my life. I promise you my love and devotion. With my heart, I vow to give you my utmost care and affection from now until my last breath.”
As the minister guided the bride and grooms through the rest of the ceremony, Maude realized her sister had not only found true love in these wonderful men, Mary had also led her to Grant and Greg, her own wonderful men.
“Just as these rings that are being given are circles without end, so should your love for each other be eternal,” the minister said. “Do you so promise?”
In unison, Mary and her grooms said, “I do.”
“Just as they are made of incorruptible substance, your commitment to each other should never fail. Do you so promise?”
Again, “I do.”
The Wilde brothers placed the platinum wedding band on her finger, next to the gorgeous engagement ring they’d also given her.
The minister turned to Mary. “You have a ring for each of your grooms. You may now give the rings to them and say to each, ‘With this ring, I thee wed.’”
Maude brought out the three little silk bags. Each held a ring.
One by one, she handed them to Mary, who placed them on the Wilde brothers’ fingers. The ceremony concluded with the normal kiss, though Mary got three of them, one from each of her new husbands.
There wasn’t a dry eye in the room.
* * * *
The entire town of Wilde was dancing in the ballroom of the Hotel Cactus.
Greg walked over to the bar, which was being manned by its owner, Mr. Theodore Aston.
Mr. Aston wasn’t a native of Wilde, or even of the United States. He was from Sydney, Australia, and had shared the woman of his dreams with his brother there for thirty years. The trio never had children. So after his wife and brother had passed away, he moved to town, a place the three of them had visited several times. The Hotel Cactus had been neglected for decades. Aston had purchased it and brought it back to its former glory to the cheers of everyone.
“Quite a party your cousins are throwing,” the elderly gentleman said. “But I’m not surprised. The Wildes definitely know how to have a good time.”
“They’re so lucky to have found Mary.”
“The ceremony was very nice. Their bride is beautiful, but so is her sister, Maude.” Mr. Aston smiled. “But you and your brother already know that, don’t you?”
He glanced over at the dance floor, where Grant and Maude were center stage. “Yes, we do.”
“She is special. I’ve never had anyone so excited when I gave them the tour of the hotel as much as Maude.” Mr. Aston smiled. “I bet we’ll be hearing wedding bells in your future before too long.”
“You never know.”
“What can I get you?” Aston asked.
“Two beers and the sweetest white wine you have.”
“You got it, Greg. Here comes your Uncle Jack.”
He turned and saw his uncle speeding toward him with a look of excitement on his face. “Uncle Jack?”
“We found her, Greg. We found Maude’s little girl. Can you believe it?”
Thrilled beyond belief, he asked, “Where is she?”
“San Diego. I don’t know how the governor did it, but he pulled more strings and got what we needed. The man’s a miracle worker.”
“He’s definitely getting my vote in the next election.”
Uncle Jack hugged him. “In fact, the
little girl’s adoptive parents have agreed to meet Maude tomorrow. After the reception, the three of you come to the house and I’ll give you all the details. Where’s Maude?”
“On the dance floor with Grant.”
“Go tell her, son. She’s been waiting for a very long time for this news.”
The music ended, and he rushed to Maude and his brother.
When he got next to them, he pulled her in close. “You may need to sit down.”
“Why? What’s wrong?”
“Nothing is wrong. Everything is right. I have the most wonderful news, sweetheart. Now come over here and sit down.”
Grant looked at him with questioning eyes.
He gave him the thumbs-up signal. “We did it.”
His brother smiled. “Hallelujah.”
“Please, guys.” Maude sat down. “I’m sitting like you asked. Don’t keep me in the dark. Tell me what’s going on.”
“We found your daughter, sweetheart. She’s in San Diego.”
“You found my daughter?” Maude’s eyes widened. “How? When? Really? I can’t believe this.”
He touched her cheek. “It’s really true.”
“Oh my God.” Her eyes filled with tears and fell down her cheeks.
“We’ve been looking for your little girl since we learned about her,” Grant said.
Greg added, “Uncle Jack helped us by calling some important friends of his.”
“I didn’t even know you were looking for her.” She wrapped her arms around both of them. “Thank you. Thank you so much.”
Uncle Jack walked over.
Maude jumped up and hugged him. “Pappy Jack, thank you so much. You have no idea what this means to me.”
“Daughter, I do know one thing. You mean the world to me. And Carol, my brothers, and I will do anything we can to help you.” Uncle Jack kissed her on the forehead. “I want the three of you to come back to the house. I will fill you in on all we know. But you need to pack your bags tonight.”
