by Kim Loraine
Colt’s brows lift and he gives me a sideways smile. “Are you kidding? Of course. We’ve got fifteen minutes until showtime, a little something to tide me over until tonight is exactly what I need.”
I slowly hike my skirt, lifting until my cowboy boots are exposed. The guys both grin and I know they’re happy to see I didn’t completely abandon my nature for our wedding. “You know how I feel about heels.”
“We’re not here to talk about shoes. Show us what you’re wearing under that dress, wife,” Sean growls.
“I’m not your wife.” My voice is breathy and needy just from the arousal in his words.
“You will be.”
A shiver runs down my spine. I will be. He’s right. I’ll be Sean’s wife legally, but Colt’s wife in every way that really counts to us. The three of us bought this ranch together, spent countless hours building it into a sanctuary for broken horses, and now, we’re sealing our bond and forging ahead with the lives we want.
“Now, stop talking and let me make you come before you walk down the aisle.”
Colt’s hands trail over my decolletage, his rough working man’s fingers the perfect contrast to the softness of his lips as they follow his touch. In response, I pull my skirt up higher, higher, and spread my thighs in welcome to Sean.
“Bare? You naughty girl.” He’s scolding me, but he drops to his knees and drags his fingers up my inner thigh.
“I didn’t…” I have to stop and moan when he parts my folds and sinks one finger inside. “God, I didn’t want any more obstacles between us.”
“Fuck right, you didn’t. Now, the door is thin, and there are people outside. I’m going to lick your pussy until your screams are only quiet because Colt is kissing you. Then, we’re getting fucking married, bunny.”
I nod. There’s no way I’d argue with him. Sean delivers on his promise while Colt kisses the lipstick right off my mouth and by the time we’ve freshened up, I’m sure everyone will know what the three of us were up to. I couldn’t care less. The two of them leave me and I make a few finishing touches to my makeup before heading outside where my men are waiting. The sun is setting to the sound of the soft hoot of an owl, and I’m walking toward my fiances with nothing but happiness in my heart.
I got my fantasy at a wedding in wine country one year ago. Now I’m getting my forever.
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Kim Loraine writes steamy romances in both the contemporary and paranormal genres. When not writing, she’s busy herding cats (raising kids), trying to keep her house sort of clean, and dreaming up cute ways for fictional couples to meet.
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