A Wilde Wedding Night (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Chloe Lang

  Mom continued, “I already love this girl like my own daughter. If any of you boys ever hurt her, you won’t only have my wrath to deal with, but you’ll have your dads’, too. Understand?”

  “Yes, ma’am,” they all said in unison.

  “Boys, you know that this girl is inexperienced…in the bedroom?”

  Jack had already discussed that fact with Tom and Will. It had been very clear that Carol was a virgin to all of them. Sure, there had been heavy petting, but she had always stopped them when things got too hot. He’d actually known after only a week of being with her in San Francisco that she was the kind of woman he wanted to bring home to his parents.

  “Well, are you going to answer me or not?”

  Jack answered, “We know, Mom.”

  Tom and Will nodded

  “You know she was a little confused about this wedding? I don’t know why, but I’m sure you can put your three pointy heads together and figure it out.”

  Carol was confused? That explained so much about how she’d been acting. Why? They’d all asked her last night at dinner and she’d said yes. It just didn’t make sense.

  “Your dads and I raised you boys on how to treat a woman. I believe you’ve learned your lessons well, but now you have to prove it. Your bride is like a new rosebud just beginning to open up into full bloom. Promise me you will treat her with care.”

  “Mom, I love her.” Jack was so pleased how protective his mother was being for Carol. “Of course I will.”

  “I love her, too.” Will hugged her. “I’ll be good to her, Mom.”

  “I’ve never loved anyone like I love Carol, Mom.” Tom kissed her on the cheek. “I would never do anything to hurt her.”

  “Look at my boys. You’re all grown up and married.” She smiled broadly. “You’ve made your mother proud. Let’s go get your bride.”

  * * * *

  Jack opened the front passenger door of Will’s Cadillac for his new bride. She stepped out and gazed at his cabin, which he hadn’t seen since shipping off to East Asia.

  She’d changed clothes at the community center. Now, she wore a blue mid-length dress, which was tight enough to accentuate her gorgeous curves. The skirt portion hit below her knees and the top scooped low enough to show a tempting scant amount of her cleavage. She wore black high heels that immediately drew his attention to her lovely legs.

  Carol was shivering, likely from nerves, not from cold, since the air was warm outside. Still, he took off his jacket and placed it around her.

  Her long eyelashes fluttered. She looked so beautiful.

  “Thank you,” she said. “I like how your place looks, Jack.”

  “That pleases me, honey,” Jack said, and then he turned to Tom and Will. “Clearly, you guys took real good care of it while I was away. When did you add the front porch for me?”

  “In March,” Will said. “Hopefully it looks like the designs you sent to us.”

  “It’s perfect.” He’d missed being in Wilde, and now with his new wife by his side, he couldn’t think of anywhere on earth he would rather be than home.

  “Are those roses?” Carol asked.

  “They are. Mom insisted I plant four bushes. All red. Told me it was important to spend time on the outside as I had on the inside. Made it more homey and appealing.”

  “Roses are my favorite flower, and red is my favorite color.”

  He smiled. “Mom knows best.”

  “Sweetheart, are you ready to go in?” Tom asked Carol.

  She nodded.

  Jack placed his arm around her shoulders, leading the way. When he got to the front steps, he lifted her up in his arms.

  She gasped. “What are you doing, Jack?”

  “It’s tradition, sweetheart. A bride is supposed to be carried over the threshold. Or did I get that wrong?”

  The smile that spread across her face pleased him. It was the first time she seemed to relax since the wedding.

  “You’re right, of course.” She leaned her head into him and wrapped her arms around his neck.

  He carried her into his cabin and gently lowered her down to her feet.

  She looked around the main room. “This is amazing. You built this?”

  “I did.”

  She walked over to the rock fireplace and touched the stone. “This, too?”

  “All me, sweetheart,” he confessed.

  Will interjected, “You think this is something, wait until you see my place, honey.”

  She grinned and turned back to Jack. “It’s so neat and orderly. I like that.”

  Tom cringed. Apparently, his brother’s old messy habits hadn’t changed while Jack had been away in Korea. Everything here was just like Jack had left it before beginning his tour. Since there wasn’t any dust, he knew his mother must’ve been there and given it the once-over to welcome him home.

  Jack grabbed Carol’s hand and squeezed. “But it definitely needs a woman’s touch.”

  “So, is this where you want me to live?” she asked meekly.

  Tom placed his arm around her waist. “You can choose here, my house, or Will’s, doll, for now. But we’re going to build you a new house any way you wish. We want it to be your dream home.”

  “Would you like to see the rest of my place, sweetheart?” Jack asked.

  “Yes, please.”

  He led her to the little kitchen, and she opened several cabinets. She was making herself at home, and that thrilled him.

  Next, he showed her the back porch.

  “Jack, this view is amazing.”

  He agreed. The mountains were beautifully lit by the full moon.

  She sighed. “I bet this is a great place to enjoy coffee in the morning.”

  “It would be my pleasure to keep your cup full, honey.” Jack would sit back there with her for as long as she liked. His dads had written him in Korea that once he got back to town, they wanted him working in the family business, the Wilde Silver Mine. But if Carol wanted a long breakfast on his back porch, he might be late to work every day.

  “Baby, Jack might make great coffee, but you’ve got to try my waffles,” Will said. “They are out of this world.”

  “I would love that,” Carol said. “Can I see more?”

  “Of course,” Jack answered, pulling her in close to him.

  They walked in, and he led her to the bedroom. He felt her begin to shiver.

  “That’s the biggest bed I’ve ever seen, Jack. It must be custom built.”

  “By my own hands.” Jack looked at her emerald-green eyes. They were wider than he’d ever seen them before. “Honey, I bet you’d like to freshen up.”

  She nodded, still trembling.

  “The main bathroom is this way, sweetheart.” Once they got to its door, he opened it up. Unlike the rest of his cabin, this was not like he’d left it when he’d shipped off last year. Sure, the fixtures were the same, including the big claw-foot tub he’d bought from Sears Roebuck, but the plush towels, scented soaps and shampoos, perfumes, variety of candles, and the silky white negligee were all new. More of Mom’s handiwork.

  “Shouldn’t you guys go first?” Carol asked.

  “There’s another bath where we can get ready,” he told her.

  “Two bathrooms. That’s quite extravagant for a cabin, Jack.”

  “I built this with you in mind, Carol.”

  “That’s not possible.” She shook her head. “You only met me a month ago.”

  He gently pressed his lips to hers, and heat flooded his body. “But I dreamed about you a long time ago, my love.”

  Her cheeks turned red, and she blinked several times.

  “Take all the time you need,” he said. “This is your night.”

  She whispered, “Thank you.”

  He walked into the hallway and shut the door behind him, allowing his new bride time alone to get ready.

  * * * *

  Carol stood in the center of the bathroom, not sure what to do next. She scanned the roo
m, which was lovely. Then she spotted an envelope on top of the towels. Her name was on it. She took the letter and opened it. It was from Ida, her new mother-in-law.

  Dear Carol,

  I hope you don’t mind me being presumptuous, but I didn’t think you would have time to pick a negligee out for yourself. I also wasn’t sure what fragrances you would like, so I bought several. Hopefully one of these will be to your liking.

  By the time you read this, we will have already met each other. I can’t wait to get to know you, and am certain we will become very close.

  I know I will love you and you will make my boys very happy.

  Ida

  Carol felt tears brim in her eyes at the tenderness in Ida’s note to her. Softly to herself, she said aloud, “I already love you, Mom.”

  Folding the letter carefully, she placed it back in the envelope. She would treasure Ida’s letter for the rest of her life.

  With a big sigh, she turned the two faucets of the beautiful claw-foot tub, allowing more hot water to flow than cold. She liked a very warm bath. Then it hit her that she’d forgotten something. Turning around, her body rocked violently with a new set of shivers. Jack may have had her in mind when he built this room, but he’d forgotten one important item—the lock.

  Carol recalled Ida’s words in the ladies’ room. “They will be tender with you, trust me. You have nothing to fear.”

  A wife had to trust her husband, and in her case—husbands. Before meeting the Wilde brothers, she hadn’t even imagined such a thing was even possible. Legally, she was married to Jack, but in every other way that counted, she was married to all three of them. She loved Jack’s take-charge demeanor, Will’s playful way, and Tom’s serious side. And there was more about the men who had captured all her heart that she loved. They were kind, fun, caring, protective, and yes, very possessive. A month was short, but it had been long enough for her to fall head over heels for them.

  She took off her high heels and slipped off her dress. Then she removed her hose and garter belt, looking back at the door with no lock. Trembles shook her as she realized there were three men just on the other side of that wooden door while she was standing on this side wearing only a slip, bra, and panties.

  Looking at the assortment of lotions and perfumes, she spotted her favorite fragrance—jasmine. She grabbed the bottle and put a few drops of the perfume into the warm water. The sweet fragrance wafted up in the steam, calming her nerves just a bit, knowing her husbands had told her in San Francisco how much they loved the scent.

  Removing her undergarments, she tested the water with her toes. It was the perfect temperature. Then she lowered herself into the tub. The liquid warmth felt so good on her skin, but she continued to shiver. How can I still be trembling in this hot water? Because I’m really nervous, that’s why.

  She needed to get ahold of herself. She didn’t want to disappoint her new husbands. She loved them, but had never been naked in front of any man before. She glanced over at the silky negligee, and smiled, thankful Ida had bought it for her.

  Again, she looked at the door, wondering what she would do if they suddenly came in. As a silly act of protection, she sunk down all the way below the water’s surface until even the top of her head was submerged. She smiled at how ridiculous she was being, and came up from the water.

  She took the sponge, and started bathing.

  A knock on the door startled her, and she slipped back down in the water to her chin. Her heart came alive in her chest, pounding hard and fast.

  “Carol, do you need anything?” Will’s voice came from the other side of the door.

  “I’m fine. I’m just not ready yet. You’re not coming in, are you?” Her voice sounded higher than normal to Carol.

  “No, darling. Just checking on you. Take your time.”

  “Thank you.” She listened intently to his retreating footsteps. Then she sighed.

  After she was done bathing, she thought about getting out of the warm water and finishing getting ready, but then she decided to allow herself the pleasure of a short soak. Closing her eyes, she slipped back down into the water. Submerging the sponge below the surface, she pulled it out and squeezed the water onto her body, imagining what it would feel like to have her men’s hands touching her naked skin. She was filled with excitement but still terrified at what was to come.

  She got out of the tub, knowing it was time to get over her fears and enjoy the evening with her husbands. Grabbing up one of the plush towels, she dried herself off slowly.

  “Stop stalling, Carol,” she said to herself. “Get on with it.”

  Quickly she grabbed the lotion and rubbed it onto her skin.

  Another knock and she jumped. “Yes?” She took the negligee and held it in front of her naked body. “Who is it?”

  Will laughed. “One of your husbands, of course. I brought you a glass of wine, sweetheart.”

  She took a deep breath and cracked open the door just wide enough for her hand to grab the wine from him. Pulling it in, she shut the door. “Thank you, Will.”

  Without a thought, she downed the entire contents of the glass he’d brought her. The wine went down nice, warming her insides and calming her nerves.

  Bolstering her courage, she slipped on the negligee. She took one of the brushes Ida had left for her and began brushing her hair, surprised at how dry it already was. How long have I been in here?

  Gripping the side of the sink, she looked at her reflection in the mirror. Satisfied with what she saw, she took a really deep breath, held it, and then let it out slowly.

  She opened the door, and came face-to-face with her three wonderful husbands in nothing but robes.

  * * * *

  Will’s jaw dropped at the sight of his bride standing in front of him and his two brothers. “My God, sweetheart, you look just like an angel.”

  He leaned forward and feathered his lips across hers. Taking her hand, he led her to the sofa by the rock fireplace in the main room. Jack sat down on one side of her and Tom on the other, just as they’d planned while she was bathing.

  Will poured her another glass of wine. “Drink this, baby. It’ll relax you.”

  In a single gulp, Carol drank down half of it, before setting the glass down on the coffee table in front of her. “Thank you.”

  Sliding the wine bottle and her glass to the side, Will sat down on the table facing her. Then he touched her calves tenderly, enjoying the silkiness of her legs.

  He watched Jack kiss her neck and Tom stroke her hair. She closed her eyes and sighed. He could feel the tension going out of her legs as she relaxed, brought on by their joint caresses and the wine she’d consumed.

  Moving his hands up her legs until they were just under the bottom of her negligee, he felt a little tremble from her in his fingertips, which made his cock and balls throb.

  She was his world now, his everything. From the moment he’d met her, he knew that she was the one for him. Charming and sweet, sexy and smart, Carol was like no other woman he’d ever known before. “I love you, sweetheart.”

  “I love you, too, Will.” Her words sent him to the moon.

  He moved his hands further up her legs to her thighs until he almost touched her pussy. Leaning his head in close, he couldn’t wait to taste her juices.

  * * * *

  Tom threaded his fingers in Carol’s soft tresses and kissed her on the cheek. With his free hand, he pulled the little strap down on her negligee, exposing her supple breast. Instantly, his cock lengthened under the robe he wore. Trailing soft kisses from her cheek to her shoulder, his lips landed lastly on her breast. When he placed his lips on her nipple, he felt it grow taut. Unable to resist, he lightly bit her bud and was rewarded when she leaned her body into him.

  He’d always seen life as black and white. Humor normally escaped Tom, but Carol’s wit mesmerized him. She helped him see a whole world of colors and possibilities. She amazed him with her cute smile and contagious giggle. His new bride was m
ore than he’d ever dreamed possible, and he relished the future they would spend together.

  “I love you,” he whispered in her ear.

  “I love you, too, Tom.”

  He gently bit her nipple again, and she began to pant. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Will lick her pussy, causing her to tremble more. Opposite where he sat, Jack was sucking on her other breast.

  “Oh my God, what’s happening to me?” There was a mix of panic and passion in her tone.

  “Sweetheart, let go and enjoy the pleasure we’re giving you. Let your body respond to our touches.”

  She shook from head to toe, and her hands landed on the back of Will’s head. Her panting and writhing came faster and faster.

  Tom sucked on her breast like a man dying of thirst, and his balls grew heavy.

  When she gasped, he knew she’d climaxed, and that pleased him beyond measure.

  * * * *

  After Carol’s orgasm subsided a bit, Jack stood, guiding her to her feet with his hands. Tom and Will pulled her negligee to the floor. He saw her lips tremble a bit.

  “My God, you’re beautiful,” Jack told her, lifting her up into his arms. Then he carried her into the bedroom with Will and Tom following behind.

  Placing her in the middle of the bed, he gazed down at his new wife. She was gorgeous. “Sweetheart, I love you so much.”

  He took off his robe and crawled on top of her sexy body. Tom and Will also removed their robes and got on the bed on opposite sides of her. It was time to claim Carol, to make her his—both in body and soul. “This may hurt you a little bit, baby.”

  Without another word, he guided the head of his cock into her pussy.

  Her eyes went wide, and he felt her tighten around his dick.

  “Easy, darling. There’s no rush.”

  Tom tenderly kissed her cheek, while Will stroked her hair and rubbed her neck.

  As he slowly pushed his dick in deeper, he felt her barrier. “Now take a deep breath, sweetheart.”