Their Tempting Bride by Lacey Davis
11
The next day, Daniel left to work at the office in Butte, so Martin agreed to stay home with Georgia. This would give them some alone time and he planned to give her a lesson on cooking. Maybe even a chance to teach her more about what they expected from her.
The girl was catching on quickly, but Martin wanted to help her settle into their home. It was hard to believe that nine months from now, they could be parents. A baby. The family they dreamed of.
And yet, he still had fears about being able to protect his wife and family without Daniel’s help. What if something happened to Daniel? Could Martin keep them safe? As a one-legged man, it was hard not to fear that his handicap could hinder him from protecting what he cared about.
Glancing at the naked woman, it was all he could do not to pull her down on the bed and take her again. Her slim figure had all the right curves with her full breasts and shapely hips. When Daniel saved her from being a victim of the stampede, that had been their lucky day.
He watched as Georgia emptied her trunk and made room for her things in their home. As she hung up her pretty gowns, he wondered if she would need them any longer. But what did he know of women’s fashion?
When it came time for her to put away her underthings, he went through them, throwing out everything but one camisole.
“What if we go into town. I’ll need my pantaloons,” she said, placing her hands on her hips, looking frustrated.
“No, you won’t,” he told her. “We will always be by your side. No need for you to worry about someone hurting you.”
A sigh escaped her. “It just goes against everything I’ve been taught.”
“Yes, but it's our way. The Bridgewater way. Your husbands' way, and you’ll accept it or be punished.”
She turned from him with a nightgown in her hands. “I’m keeping this for when we have children.”
A smile spread across his face. The woman was thinking of what could have happened last night. And was certainly going to happen sooner or later.
“Is it wrong to enjoy being spanked?”
He limped over to her. “No, Georgia. Whatever we do here in our bedroom, if it brings any of us happiness, it’s not wrong. If you enjoy being spanked, then we’re going to give you all the pleasure you can handle. We like spanking you as well.”
She gazed up at him. “I just never expected to like it so much.”
A grin spread across his face. “Come on, let’s go down and I’ll help you fix your first dinner.”
They walked downstairs and she watched him warily. “How did you hurt your leg?”
“In the war. Daniel and I were in the Mohamir army along with other men from Bridgewater. I took a nasty bullet to my leg. It almost cost me my life.”
She glanced down at his pants that the stump covered. “You know it will not bother me to see it.”
He sighed. Only one person beside the doctors had ever seen his stump and that was Daniel. He wasn’t ready to share the ugly scar with his bride. He wanted her to think of him as a whole man, not a cripple.
“In time,” he said. “It’s hard for a man not to be considered whole. I can do just as much work as a regular man, but most people don’t see it that way.”
She ran her hand down his face, caressing him. “You’re very much a whole man to me. I know what you can do.”
In her naked state, he grabbed her face and brought her lips to his. This woman didn’t have any idea what her words meant to him. How much he needed to hear her say that she thought him whole. His lips consumed hers and he demanded she surrender to him.
She was theirs and he had to have her now.
Taking her arm, he walked her to the table and laid her over the wooden flat surface.
“Martin?”
Then he yanked down his pants and pulled out his cock. With her lying on her stomach, he struck her ass not once, but twice, in rapid succession.
“Oh,” she cried as he put his cock at the entrance to her pussy and slammed into her, hitting the back wall of her womb.
“Oh, Martin,” she cried.
He lifted her hips to meet his cock as he pounded into her cunt, over and over. With his thumb, he thumped the wooden dowel in her ass and she screamed out with pleasure.
“Fuck me, Martin,” she cried.
“With pleasure,” he said as he knocked the wooden dowel again. “I’m going to come. Are you ready?”
“Yes, oh, yes,” she said, squeezing his cock.
That was all it took to send him over the edge as he slammed into her hard, spilling his seed deep inside her.
She screamed out his name. “Martin.”
And it felt like she grabbed his heart and claimed it as his own. Breathing hard, he slumped over the table with her beneath him.
“Woman, you are making me crazy with want for you,” he said as they half lay there, bodies rising and falling.
A giggle escaped from her. “It’s only been twenty-four hours and yet you and Daniel are mine. You’re my men. My husbands and I’m so glad.”
A feeling unlike anything Martin had ever felt overcame him and he knew no matter what happened, he would die trying to protect her. No one was going to come between the three of them.
And then he remembered that soon Daniel’s father would be arriving. If anyone could cause problems, it would be him. But until then, he would protect Georgia with his very life.
“Get cleaned up. We need to cook dinner,” he told her, rising from her and giving her a slap on the ass.
“Not if you spank me like that again,” she said, sitting up and grinning at him.
“You can be a saucy wench,” he told her with another swat on the ass.
