Two Cowboys To Protect Her by Lacey Davis

Chapter 11

As they were walking home from the cafe after a nice dinner, Rena had never felt more nervous. She would've thought after everything that happened last night, she would no longer have wedding night jitters, but that wasn’t true. Already she could feel herself becoming attached to her husbands, and while she wanted them both, she didn’t want to disappoint them.

What if she was lousy at having sex? That whore last night had seemed so at ease with what was going on and Rena didn’t feel like that at all.

The whore seemed to be in control in some ways, by teasing and giving the men pleasure. Rena felt no control. All she felt was fear.

“Are you wearing the butt plug?” Harley asked her.

“Yes,” she said in a whisper, afraid someone would hear him. This was all so new to her and she still felt uneasy about having not one, but two, men. In some ways, she felt greedy, but she would look at them and think they’re mine.

“What did you enjoy the most about last night?” Harley asked.

She thought for a moment, and she could not deny it. “When Clayton put the butt plug in. It shocked me to feel so much desire when he touched me back there. And I imagined you beneath me and Clayton at the back, just like the whore in the next room.”

Now they would tell her how ashamed they were of her. Tell her she must be a whore if that’s what she enjoyed, because it was not where she expected to find pleasure.

“I liked when you licked me, but the way Clayton prepped me for the butt plug, that was something.”

Crickets sang their lonely song as the sun slowly sank below the horizon. She kept waiting for them to shame her, but they didn’t say a word.

“Aren’t you going to tell me I’m bad?”

“No,” Clayton said. “Honey, we are here to make you feel good. And if that’s what excites you, then we’re going to do more of it. We’re all about pleasuring you. And in return, we hope you will do the same for us.”

Harley picked up her hand and squeezed it. “I can’t wait for you to suck my cock.”

Could she do that? Sure, she’d seen the whore do it, but could she put his dick in her mouth and suck on it?

“And I can’t wait to slide my cock into your sweet pussy,” Clayton said.

They walked up to the front of the house and Clayton swung her up into his arms and carried her across the threshold.

“For good luck,” he said as he let her slide down his body. His cock was hard, pressing into her. Soon she would be experiencing that cock inside her and a shiver rippled through her.

“Are you cold?”

“No,” she said, wishing they would hurry.

Harley moved up behind her and they had her sandwiched between them. “Go into the bedroom and prepare yourself. Be on the bed, naked, with your head on your arms and your ass sticking up in the air.”

She swallowed nervous and yet eager to touch their bodies. Tonight was the night. Soon, she would no longer be a virgin. She would no longer be an innocent.

When she went into the bedroom, the stubborn part of her resisted climbing onto the bed and waiting for them. As she removed her clothes, she didn’t want to be on her knees. She wanted to see their bodies. She longed to touch their cocks with her fingers.

With a sigh, she crawled on the bed and put herself in the position they requested.

A few minutes later, they entered the room, and she heard the sounds of their clothes dropping. Then they approached the bed and she flipped over onto her back.

“That’s not what we told you to do,” Harley said.

“How can I see your bodies, your cocks, if I’m on my knees with my head on my arms? I’ve waited a long time to experience a cock between my legs and I want to see what I’m getting.”

Clayton started to laugh. “She has a good point.”

Their abdomen muscles were strong and rippled, their waists narrow, and their cocks jutted out from their bodies, strong and defiant. They placed their hands on their cocks and moved the skin back and forth.

“Have you seen enough?”

“No, but it will do for now.”

Staring up at them, she frowned. “Is this going to hurt?”

“Honey, did you enjoy last night?” Clayton asked her. They were married. He was her husband.

“Yes,” she said, remembering the things they did to her. The butt plug that was still inside her. But tonight, they would claim her. They would take her virginity and suddenly she felt afraid. “Maybe we need more time.”

She stared at their cocks and knew somehow they'd fit inside her body, but how?

Part of her wanted it done now, and the other part was frightened, and the thought of them putting their cocks inside her scared her.

Harley’s mouth came down over hers, effectively shutting her up. As his lips moved over hers, Clayton kissed her neck, her back, his tongue trailing along her spine sending delicious shivers through her.

They flipped her over, once again in the position they desired.

The kiss that Harley bestowed on her had her clinging to him, his lips consuming hers, his tongue sweeping the inside of her mouth as fire raced through her and she wanted more. Oh, how she wanted and needed more from her two husbands.

As he kissed her, her nerves seemed to settle, and in their place, a hunger began to build.

When Harley broke the kiss, she didn’t want him to stop. A growing heat blazed between her legs as she stared into his brown eyes, feeling like she was swirling out of control.

“As your husbands, we want you to want us as much as we can hardly wait to get inside you. If you’re not begging us to take you, then we haven’t done our job,” Clayton whispered. “I’m very confident you’re going to soon be begging me or Harley to put our cocks in you.”

Confusion swirled inside her brain. They wanted her to beg them to take her? Even the whore had not begged, though she did scream fuck me. Was that considered begging?

His lips covered hers again and Clayton continued his assault on her senses as his tongue trailed all the way down her spine, reaching her derriere. Then he pulled apart her buttocks and blew on that most private of spots, sending a swirling tornado through her all the way to her cunny.

“Clayton,” she gasped, breaking the kiss with Harley.

Already they had introduced her to how good it felt to have her ass massaged and even to have that wooden dowel put inside her.

Sensations whirled through her as they rolled her onto her back and Harley moved his mouth to her breasts, sending tingles straight to her center. A moan escaped from her lips.

Then she felt Clayton spread her legs and look at her in the most intimate of places.

“Oh, Harley, you’re right, she’s got the sweetest little pussy. And it’s my turn to taste it.”

As he spread her innermost lips and placed his mouth on her center and kissed her, shockwaves of pleasure pulsed through her. Last night, Harley had kissed her in her most intimate spot and she had loved how he made her feel. Tonight, it was Clayton’s turn and the way he shoved his tongue inside her had her gripping the sheets of the bed.

“We’re going to taste you in every way. And if we do it right, you’re going to scream with pleasure.”

A whimper escaped her as Harley placed his mouth on her nipples, sucking them into his mouth and nipping at the hard pebbles. Just like yesterday, pressure was building inside her. Only today, she spread her legs wider, feeling decadent, giving Clayton even more access, wanting to feel that rush of desire that would take her over the edge.

“Don’t stop,” she moaned, knowing she was so close.

Slap! His hand found her pussy and he slapped it hard enough to send tingles radiating through her.

Slap!

“Never forget that we are in control, especially in the bedroom. You don’t tell us what to do. We are your men,” Clayton said as he slapped her pussy one more time before his fingers found her clit as he tweaked it gently.

As her essence coated his digits, his fingers toyed with her. An urge to offer him even more of her body had her raising her hips.

“I think she likes having her pussy spanked,” Clayton said.

“Slap it again,” Harley said, rising from her breasts.

Smack!

Her body tensed as she was sucked into a vortex of pure unadulterated lust. Yes, they were married, but she needed more from him.

“Please,” she said. “Fuck me.”

What was she saying? Was she really ready for him to take her maidenhood? He said she would be begging and she was.

Her body tensed and she lifted her pussy as high as she could to let him shove his fingers deeper. Suddenly an explosion of light and color surrounded her as she screamed.

“That’s it, honey,” Harley said. “Come for us.”

She clinched Clayton’s fingers as he slid them inside her and she screamed her pleasure, the sound echoing in the room. Her breathing was fast and quick and yet she knew she wanted more. Needed more.

Slowly, the world seemed to right itself and she gasped as Clayton stood and lay on the bed on the other side of her. Once again, she was sandwiched between her men, and she liked the feel of their hard bodies surrounding hers.

“You like having your pussy spanked. I could tell," Clayton said. “I think I’ll do that again soon.”

What was she supposed to say? When he spanked her pussy, a rush of heat consumed her. Would they think she was a wanton? Was she?

With a sigh, she quietly said, “Yes. I did.”

They pulled her into an embrace between them.

“Good. We enjoy spanking you and we love to see you come. Whatever you enjoy is not wrong between the three of us,” Harley said. “Now, I’m going to take your virginity. Be prepared for it to hurt just a little, but once it’s gone, it will never hurt again.”

Harley rolled onto his back and Clayton lifted her and placed the entrance to her cunny on top of his cock. She glanced down at the size and fear filled her.

“I don’t know. Harley, you’re so big.”

“Relax and soon you’ll be having another orgasm.”

While that sounded wonderful, it was getting his cock inside that frightened her.

Rising a little, Harley kissed her again on the lips, nibbling at her bottom lip. Heat began to swirl inside her once again.

With Clayton’s help, she sank a little lower onto his cock and then she felt him entering, stretching, and filling her. For a moment, she didn’t dare move, but then he gave a little shove and she felt the membrane give from the pressure.

“Aargh,” she cried.

“Wait, it will go away, I promise,” Harley said soothing her.

Clayton found her clit and began to rub it, sparking her pleasure once again.

A gasp escaped her as she slid the rest of the way down to sit on his stomach.

“Oh, she is so tight,” Harley groaned. “Her pussy is clenching around my cock.”

“Don’t come unless we give you permission.”

“But why?”

“Because we said so,” Harley said with a groan.

Clayton moved behind her and kissed along her neck, whispering in her ear. “Now you belong to us. Never forget you’re our wife. You’re ours. Soon we’ll take you at the same time.”

For a moment, it felt awkward as she rose and slid down his cock, but then the friction between them began. The slide of him going in and out of her wet pussy made her moan as she felt her muscles tightening around his cock. Pleasure had her breathing rapid and fast.

She was stuffed with Harley’s cock in her pussy and she couldn’t imagine taking a cock in her ass at the same time. There was no room, or was there?

Heat flooded her body as Harley’s hands tugged and pinched her nipples. With a moan, she closed her eyes and let her head roll back.

“Look at me, Rena. We’re in this together and I want to watch your expression when you explode with passion. When my seed coats the walls of your womb, I want to be gazing into your beautiful eyes when we create our child.”

Gazing at Harley, her breathing was harsh as she felt Clayton pulling on the butt plug, plunging it in and out, rubbing his finger at her back entrance. How could something so depraved feel so good? She’d never imagined such pleasure.

“Don’t come,” Harley demanded.

How was she supposed to stop the rush of heat filling her, flooding her, and making her want to desperately find release?

“Hold on,” he said. “I’m almost there."

She groaned and it was all she could do not to scream with frustration. Her body was shaking as she held the orgasm at bay, so ready to go spiraling over the edge.

“Now,” Harley said.

It was then that Clayton’s hand landed on her ass, the butt plug buried deep inside her and she screamed as her body convulsed. Panting, she never imagined what Harley said would be true. That she would loudly proclaim her pleasure.

Drained, she slumped onto Harley’s strong chest, knowing she had made one of the best decisions of her life: marrying her husbands.

“My turn, Rena. Watching you and Harley, I can’t wait to come inside your pussy.”

Yes, she wanted to experience Clayton. She wanted to know how his cock would feel filling her. Would he give her the same pleasure?

“I’m so ready. This is going to be hard and fast.”

What did he mean by hard and fast? He rolled her onto her back and pulled her to the edge of the bed. Lifting her hips, he lined up his cock with her cunny. In one fluid movement, he slid inside her.

“Damn,” he said. “Harley was right, you are so tight.”

Lifting her legs, he spread her wide as he sank deep inside her. Suddenly he was pounding his cock into her pussy over and over again, fast and hard. Once again, the pressure was mounting inside her and she clenched his cock.

After having come twice, she was shocked at how once again her body responded, her muscles clenching and gripping him.

“Oh, Harley, my seed is racing us toward the finish. Rena is perfect for us.”

Harley chuckled and leaned down and kissed her on the lips. The feel of his mouth on hers, the way his tongue glided over her lips and slipped between them, sent fire coursing through her body. Each man was intent on giving her pleasure.

Each thrust took her closer and closer to the edge. Gripping the sheets, she could feel another orgasm building. She lifted her hips to meet his thrusts wanting as much of him as she could take. Needing him deep inside her.

Each man felt different. Each man’s cock gave her pleasure and she knew she was about to come.

“Please, may I come,” she gasped between breaths, knowing she couldn’t hold out much longer.

“Yes,” Clayton said. “Come now.”

This time the explosion raced through her, sending her spiraling out of control. Screaming, she grabbed the sheets to hold on while Harley held her in his arms, rocking her. Clayton stared into her eyes and she felt like they were one.

With a grunt, his seed flooded the walls of her pussy. He continued to hold her legs up as they both tried to regain their breath.

“Let’s hope tonight we created a baby. A girl with your looks or a boy to carry our name.”

Oh, yes, she would love if she became pregnant tonight. And already she knew she was falling in love with her men. Two men. Her men and she was their wife.