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Wesley leaned down and kissed her on the ass, running his tongue along the seam of her cheeks. “No one messes with our woman. No one takes her from us. No one tries to make you into a whore. You’re ours. Do you understand?”

“Yes,” she whispered. “Claim me. Make me yours.”

Wesley raised his hand and connected his palm with her rounded cheeks.

Smack!

Instantly a burn spread across her cheeks.

Anthony gripped her breasts in his hands, massaging and twisting her nipples. Explosions of desire came from so many places on her body.

“Wesley,” she cried out, her hands searching for something to grip.

Smack, he paddled her again and again in rapid succession. Fire rolled through her body. Not only her buttocks, but everywhere like all the nerves were one long string.

To change the rhythm, he spanked her first rapidly and then slowly and methodically, taking care to make certain her entire ass went from white to a blushing pink.

“Wesley,” she whimpered, so close to coming.

Wesley’s palm smacking against her ass was a reminder for her to always trust her men. To obey them. That they would take care of her. That there would be no secrets between them in their marriage.

Wesley 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.”

She turned and gazed at Anthony, tears spilling down her cheeks.

“Are you going to keep secrets from us?” Anthony asked.

“No,” she sobbed. “You know everything.”

Wesley pulled her up and she threw her arms around him and clung to him.

“I was so frightened I would never see you again,” she sobbed.

Wesley reached out and stroked her hair. “Pearl, until I realized we might lose you, I didn’t know how much I loved you. You’re our wife, our bride, and soon the mother of our children. If something happened to you, it would be devastating.”

Anthony moved in behind her and he sandwiched her between them. “We love you. With you, I want to create the family I never had. With you, I want to find happiness that will last a lifetime. I need you, Pearl, like the sun and the stars in the sky. You have my heart. My love.”

She raised her head and gazed at them. “I love both of you. You’ve made my life complete. You’ve made me so happy.”

Picking her up, Wesley laid her on the bed on her back. Immediately, she spread her legs wide.

The time for punishment was over. “Do you still want to come?”

A smile spread across her face. “Yes. I need both of you. I love you and I want you both to claim me. Make me yours.”

“Yes, you are ours,” Wesley said. “And we can’t wait to fuck you.”

Her ass was warm and ached, but beneath the pain was pleasure that rode her hard. Lying on the bed, she was anxious, and her body ached for her men to fill her. Never in a hundred years had she dreamed that pleasure could come from pain, and she liked that her men took charge of her and were rough and domineering.

She never dreamed that two men would satisfy her in ways she never imagined. For days, she’d stretched and trained her ass. Even now, the largest plug resided deep inside her, waiting for her men to remove it. Waiting for them to claim her ass.

While she trembled with anticipation, she couldn’t wait to feel them deep inside her at the same time.

Wesley rubbed lube over his long hard cock, and soon, he would take her ass.

Anthony pulled her on top of him. His big emerald eyes gazed into hers. “Are you ready?”

“Yes,” she whispered.


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