Jesse stood to the side and helped her up and over Alex’s lap before he began to stroke his long, hard cock. Rubbing the bead of come that spilled from the end.
Alex leaned down and kissed her on the ass, running his tongue along the seam of her cheeks, the plug peeking out. “We’re punishing you because you scared us. No one messes with our woman and you’re ours. Do you understand?”
“Yes,” she whispered.
Jesse nodded and Alex raised his hand and connected his palm with her rounded cheeks. A handprint appeared on her white ass.
Jesse gripped her breasts in his hands, massaging and twisting her nipples.
“Alex,” she cried out, her hands searching for something to grip onto.
Smack, he paddled her again and again in rapid succession.
A moan escaped from her.
To change the rhythm, he spanked her first rapidly and then slowly and methodically, taking care to make certain that her entire ass went from white to a blushing pink.
“Jesse, help me,” she moaned.
“No, you’ve got to learn to trust us,” he said.
“I do, please, I promise,” she moaned. “Let me come.”
For a moment, he paused and let her wait, hoping to still her from coming.
Jesse slid his fingers over her folds, before he plunged them inside her. When he pulled them out, they could see the wetness. “She’s dripping.”
“Not yet,” Alex said, feeling the need to make her understand how she worried them.
The woman was clawing at the nearby bed sheet, her long blonde hair splayed down to the floor, her breasts dangled down like ripened fruit, ready to be plucked. And yet, he still needed to make certain the lesson was thoroughly learned.
Smack, he hit her ass again and again.
“Alex,” she cried.
“Do not come. You do not have permission,” he warned.
“How much longer?”
She turned and gazed at him, her sapphire eyes filled with tears that spilled down her cheeks. It was the first time he had made her cry and it wrenched his heart with a pain he’d never experienced before.
“Do you trust us?”
“Yes,” she sobbed. “I won’t leave again. Please, I need you.”
She tried to rise, but he put a hand on her back.
“Now you understand how we felt when Ian and Whitmore told us you had left. We were so frightened and frustrated. So afraid they would kill you.”
“All day, we couldn’t wait to get home to you and you were gone,” Jesse said.
Alex pulled her onto his lap and she wrapped her arms around him sobbing onto his chest. “I’m sorry.”
Jesse reached out and stroked her hair. “We love you, Mattie. You’re our wife, our bride and soon the mother of our children. If something happened to you, it would be devastating. I’ve experienced loss and I don’t want to again. I’ve tried not to care too much, but you’ve taken command of
my heart.”
Alex rubbed her back. “Yes, we love you. Today showed us how much. With you, I want to create the family I never had. We’ve waited a long time for the perfect bride and it’s you.”