And it was time to truly make her ours. As I looked at her, I stripped.
Her skin was flushed and damp with sweat, her breathing ragged. Her nipples were hard and when Landon lifted his head from her pussy, I could see she was slick and ready for us. I moved to the side of the bed, feet on the floor. Looking over my shoulder, I said, "Come on, sweetheart, climb on my cock."
She looked up at me from her comfortable position on the bed, none too eager to move. Obviously, she wasn't aware how we were going to do this. Landon, with a smile on his face, helped our wilted wife up and so she straddled me.
Understanding dawned as her eyes showed no confusion, only heat. She bit her lip as she boldly pushed up on her knees and hovered above my cock. Circling her hips, she slid her slick folds over me, coating me. She was playing now.
"Imp," I said, then took hold of her hips and pushed her down, my cock filling her in one long, fabulous slide. I groaned the whole way down and when she sat fully upon me, her green gaze met mine.
"You belong to us, wife."
She gave a little nod. "I do."
"Me. Landon. You're ours."
"Yes," she confirmed.
Landon moved from the bed, came around behind Maddie, took off his clothes. He'd already pulled the small jar of lubricant from his bag and began to liberally coat his cock. With his slick fingers, he stepped up and touched her virgin ass. Her eyes widened and I knew he was preparing her.
I didn't stop fucking her, just let Landon get her ready. There was no way I was holding still as he did so.
When her eyes fell closed and little moans escaped, I knew he was working a finger, probably two deep inside her. I could feel the press of them through the thin membrane of flesh that separated us. She was being fucked by both of us, but Landon needed his cock buried deep so we could claim her properly.
"I'm going to come," she murmured, then whimpered when Landon slipped his fingers from her.
"Not until I'm inside, sweetheart. When you've got both of our cocks nice and deep, then you can come all you want."
I moved my hands from her hips so Landon could take my place. He didn't delay, only bent his knees and pressed in. I knew the moment he did so for a touch of panic filled her eyes. I kissed Maddie then, taking her mind off of Landon breaching her ass with his cock for the first time.
All the while I kissed her, I held still deep within, listened to Landon's words of praise.
His voice was tight, as if he was holding himself back. Good girl. Push back. Yes, I'm in. You feel so good. You're fucking both your men. You're perfect, Maddie.
She was perfect and I lifted my head to tell her so. The fear was gone, her eyes blurry with desire. I grinned. "Like that?" I was struggling to remain still as Landon sank further and further into her ass.
"Yes," she breathed.
"We're never letting you go, sweetheart. We claim you. Every inch of you."
Landon gave me a curt nod, and I began to move, began to fuck our wife. Together.
Maddie
Oh my. I was so full. Seth was deep inside my pussy and Landon had taken my ass. They were so big. God, I never knew I could be so filled, but I was. There was nothing between us. I felt Seth's chest pressing against my breasts, Landon brushing against my back each time he moved.
"I'm going to-I can't hold back," I breathed.
"Come, sweetheart," Landon murmured.
They were fucking me gently. I knew the difference between wild abandon and gentle claiming. They were being cautious, protective of me. But I didn't want that. I wanted it all. I wanted my men truly making me theirs.
"Don't hold back," I said. "Please, I can't come if you're like this."
"Like what?" Seth asked. His voice was ragged and he lifted his hips in small jerks, but it was still gentle.
"Tamed. Careful. I need more. I need all of you."
Both men stilled for a moment.
"I'm the one who connects us together and I'm the one who says what I can take, what I want you to give me." I lifted a hand, stroked Seth's face. "Nothing between us. I want it all."
Reaching back, I hooked my hand behind Landon's neck.
"I want you."
They began to move then, fucking me in an alternating motion, but their strokes were surer, deeper and with a wild abandon I was used to from them.
"Yes!" I cried. This was what I needed. This was what I'd been missing. Being with my men, making them complete. Making us complete.
I came then, on a breathy cry. The pleasure was so sharp, so intense that I let it swamp me, sink me down and lift me up knowing Seth and Landon were there to keep me together. To keep me safe.
Seth thrust deep, held still as he groaned. I felt his hot seed filling me. Landon moved in and out three times, then slammed up into me. The hardest stroke yet and he came.
"You don't need handcuffs anymore," I murmured when I could form words. My head rested on Seth's shoulder. I felt Landon's hand stroking up and down my sweaty back. Marriage to these men was more than I'd ever imagined. I had doting, affectionate, passionate husbands. I had a home. I had the revenge I needed. I even had the child we'd all desired. Soon. I even had their hearts. And they had mine.
"Oh?" Seth asked.
"I can escape handcuffs, but I'll never escape this."