SARAH

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“This isn’t the jewelry I had in mind,” I said, glancing down at the reflection of my bare breasts in the mirror over my dresser. Dangling from each of the little gold hoops was a blood red stone. They were big, about a half an inch long and weren’t too heavy, but since I wasn’t used to any kind of weight, I definitely felt them. When I moved, they swung about, bumping into my skin.

“Oh, it’s definitely something we had in mind,” King said, staring, his usually pale eyes were dark and stormy. He liked what he saw.

When I glanced at Wilder, he, too, practically drooled at the sight of the gems.

“We’re not done, princess,” Wilder said, the dark glint in his gaze a sign that they were switching from eager men adorning their future wife to doms doing as they wished to their sub.

“Oh?” What else could there be? I couldn’t take any more weight on my nipples until I got used to it. As it was, they tingled, the constant slight tug went right to my clit and made me ache, made my inner walls clench.

Wilder stuck his hand in the bag King had gone to retrieve from his truck. Wilder had said that while he’d gotten some paperwork done at the Fish and Game office, he’d also taken the time today to stop by the adult store to pick up some…jewelry.

My eyes widened and I spun about to face him. I gasped at the feel of the gems swinging wildly, pulling on my nipples. I took a breath, let the tingles subside. “That’s huge!”

It was a metal butt plug with a jeweled base the same color as the nipple gems.

Wilder winked at me. “It’s the beginner size. Trust me, our dicks are much bigger than this. We’ll get you ready for them.”

The idea of them fucking me there, just like they had with their fingers the night before, had me clenching again. Whimpering.

“Tug down those jeans, princess, and let’s get you all decorated,” King said, leaning against the door to my closet. The bedroom wasn’t big and with the two of them looming, it felt tiny. I felt tiny, too.

They stared at me, waiting. Wilder held up the plug, King grabbed a small bottle of lube from the bag. God, I hoped there wasn’t much else in there. But this was my choice. All of it. Well, they were going to marry me even if I didn’t want a plug in my butt. I could say red and they’d respect that, perhaps just use their fingers and play like they had the night before. That would be the tame thing to do—in comparison. But did I want that? Hell, no. I didn’t want tame. I never had.

And the plug? It was big…to me, and I wasn’t quite sure how it was going to fit, but their dicks were bigger. I could tell from the impressive bulges that were obvious even now. They’d told me last night how they would eventually fuck me at the same time, one in my pussy, the other in my ass. They’d begun those preparations last night, ass training as they called it. The term was a little mortifying, but it had been fun. Besides, they wouldn’t push me past what I could take. And they’d only given me pleasure, and a spanking, which I’d never tell them I liked.

I took a deep breath, undid my jeans, pushed them down and over my hips.

“Turn around,” King said, his voice in that deep tone that had goose bumps rising on my arms. I complied. “Hands on the dresser. Good girl. Now down on your forearms. Yes, like that.”

I moved as he wanted, settling so I was leaning down, my butt out.

“Arch your back and show us that gorgeous ass,” Wilder added. “Fuck, princess, look how pretty those nipples look with the gems tugging them down.”

I felt how they were being pulled and that made me wet, which they’d be able to see in a matter of seconds.

Curving my spine, my butt thrust out. I’d always thought that part of me was too big since I’d always been considered the short and curvy girl, but the way King and Wilder grasped it, spanked it, stared at it, played with it, they liked it just fine.

I gasped when a cool drizzle of the lube slid down over me.

“Deep breath, princess,” Wilder said. Both men were behind me and I watched them in the mirror. I felt the cold press of the plug as it was worked in. Their gazes were on me there as the object was slowly pushed in. I squeaked when the broadest part stretched me wide, then it slid into place with a slick and silent plop.

“There,” Wilder said. “Gorgeous.”

King grabbed my arm and helped me stand, but with my pants just above my knees, I was a little off balance. He dropped down to his haunches. “Let’s get these off of you.”

I mechanically lifted one leg, then the other to help him. “We’re going to Steele Ranch soon.”

“That’s right. You’ll wear all your pretty jewelry to the dinner.”

I froze. “What? I can’t do that!”

King turned me about and his face was right in line with my pussy. “Yes, you can. And you will.”

“You aren’t serious,” I countered.

“Very,” Wilder added as he came back from washing his hands in my bathroom. “You can say your safe word if you want.” He arched a brow.

I wasn’t hurting. I wasn’t really uncomfortable. It felt weird. Awkward. Full. And the nipple gems only made a constant pull which set my arousal to a simmer. And they knew that.

“No, I’m okay.”

“Then you’ll do what pleases your men.”

“I need clothes at least,” I argued. That was where I drew the line, where they would hear me say red.

King kissed the bare skin just above my trim landing strip, then stood.

“Princess, no man will see you like this. That pretty jewelry’s just for us. Go find a skirt or dress to wear. Jeans aren’t going to be that comfortable with the plug and you’ll get a big wet spot from the way your pussy’s dripping.”

Duh. And god, I should be mortified, but King’s words just made me so dang hot. And wetter. Yeah, a skirt was definitely required.

With a little swat to my bare butt, they urged me toward my closet to find something that would work with gems in my nipples and a plug in my ass. Yeah, meeting my three half-sisters for the first time was going to be great.

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KING

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“How are you holding up?” I asked Sarah, pulling her into me for a hug. I kissed the top of her head, smelled her fruity shampoo. Felt the hard press of the gems dangling from her nipples against my chest.

She’d had an intense dinner, although everyone had been great. Riley had told everyone to expect us, but not why. He’d been the secretive lawyer to the very end.

But that meant Sarah had been the center of attention. Telling three women they were her half-sisters had been hard, especially since they’d all lived in the same town for six months or more, seen her around, even talked with her at the library while she’d kept the secret.

They hadn’t been mad and had understood, especially since most of the guys knew of her mother from growing up. They’d remained quiet as if they took the saying, if you don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say anything at all to heart.

I had a feeling I wasn’t the only guy Sarah’s mother may have hit on. As far as bank accounts went, I might have owned a big homestead, land that went back in my family to the 1800s and was worth a ton, but Lee was a professional rodeo rider and he probably raked in the cash from his winnings. Cord had his own investigations business and the others…well, we all worked hard. None of the Steele women would want for anything, that was for damned sure.

“Okay,” she said, wrapping her arms about me. We were in the great room of the Steele Ranch main house, although I’d pulled her off to the side. On the couch was her very pregnant sister, Kady, and her other very pregnant sister, Penny. Both of them looked as if they’d each swallowed a basketball. Only seven months along, to me, they looked ready to pop.

The idea of getting Sarah pregnant had my cock stirring in my pants. To know that the baby growing within her was something we’d made together along with Wilder was arousing and awoke my inner Neanderthal. But we had yet to mention kids. Once we got our rings on her finger in the morning, we could talk about it all she wanted. And if a baby was what she desired, we’d sure as hell put all the effort into making that happen.

“Overwhelmed,” she added.

“I thought you’d be nervous,” I said.

She tilted her head up to look at me and whispered, “How can I be nervous when all I can think about is the plug in my ass?”

I stifled a groan. Wilder, who’d grabbed a brownie from a plate on the large coffee table, glanced our way. I gave a slight head shake and he popped the dessert in his mouth, then went to join Cord and Archer, who seemed to be adamantly talking about bow hunting, based on their hand gestures.

Cricket sat on Sutton’s lap while her other two men flanked her, all of them taking the large couch across from Kady and Penny. Cricket laughed at something Penny said. The petite blonde had her hand resting on her huge belly, Boone had his hand on the back of her neck, massaging it.

“Don’t worry, we’ll take care of you when we get home. If you need to come sooner, just let us know and we’ll take you to an empty room and eat you out until you come. You know how much we like to eat pussy.”

She whimpered and all heads turned her way. Fortunately, her body was blocking the way my dick was hardening into a steel pipe from that sound alone.

“Sarah, I can’t believe you were going to get married tomorrow without any bridesmaids,” Kady said. “Now we all get to join you.”

Of the three sisters, Kady was the bossy one. Perhaps it was because she was a teacher who she was able to herd people better than any sheep dog. While Cricket had been on her own pretty much all her life and had graduated in December with a degree in nursing, she was the quiet one. At least in comparison. Penny was the mild one, although she also seemed to be the most visibly voracious for her men. I hadn’t missed the way Boone had dragged her off somewhere just before dinner and she’d returned with the large flannel shirt she wore buttoned incorrectly and a very satisfied smile on her face.

No one had commented, except for Kady who’d teased her sister for her ability to come so quickly.

“Oh, um, okay,” Sarah said. While she’d had a younger brother, they hadn’t been close. She’d pretty much raised herself. Thankfully, she’d turned out nothing like her crazy mother. But that didn’t mean Sarah wasn’t overwhelmed by all that had happened to her in a matter of twenty-four hours.

It was time to pull a Boone move, especially since I couldn’t do anything with a pipe in my pants.

I took her hand. “Excuse us,” I said to the room at large, and dragged Sarah down the hallway. I peeked in one door, found a powder room, then continued on. In the back of the house, I found the laundry room. It was big, with plenty of counter space and storage. A small window looked out over the prairie. Neat as a pin. Either Cricket and her men had OCD or there was another laundry room in the house. For what I wanted to do, the space was perfect. And private.

I shut the door behind me.

“King, what are we doing in here?” she asked, looking around.

“I want my dessert.”

She frowned and when I dropped to my knees before her, her eyes widened. “Here? Now? What about Wilder?”

I grinned as my hands slid up her legs, clad in black tights. “Here. Now. Wilder can have his turn later. We won’t always take you together, princess. Sometimes you’ll be all mine, like now, sometimes you’ll get a good fuck from Wilder. Sometimes we’ll claim you together. We’ll have our own bedrooms and share you.”

“Oh,” she whispered, understanding a little more of how it would be starting tomorrow.

“I can’t wait until we get you home to get my mouth on you. I love you. I love to eat your pussy. Wet for me?”

I had no doubt she was, but I loved to see the way her cheeks turned pink at the question, the way she nodded shyly. We’d already done all kinds of dirty, filthy things to her, but she was still a virgin.

“What will everyone think?” she whispered, as if they could hear her. They might when she screamed her pleasure in a minute.

“They’ll think you’re taken care of by your men.” I slid my hands up over her knees, higher still and found the edge of her thigh-high tights. The sight of the thick wool in contrast to the pale, supple skin of her inner thighs had me rushing. I wanted her. Bad.

“Hold up your skirt. Higher. Yes, like that. Good girl,” I praised when she had the material bunched up about her waist. Beneath, she wore black thigh highs and nothing else. Her pussy was bare. When I slid my hands around and cupped her ass, I felt the jeweled base of the plug with the tips of my fingers.

“Such a good girl,” I repeated. “So wet. All because of the plug, isn’t it? Have you thought of anything but having your ass filled nice and deep? That it pleases us?”

I didn’t let her answer, instead, put my mouth on her. Lapped all that need right up. Her taste, so sweet, coated my tongue. Her scent, ripe and tangy, filled my senses. And all that sticky wetness, covered my mouth and chin.

Her hands went to my hair as she kept a hold on the skirt, the dark fabric over my head. Her fingers tangled in my hair as I found her clit and worked her to orgasm in a matter of seconds. My girl was well primed and ready to go. When she came, she dripped all over me and I licked it all up. Fuck, yes.

The door opened and Sarah startled, her fingers tightening in my hair, but I wasn’t worried. I knew it was Wilder. If it were anyone but him, they’d have knocked, especially since coming down the back hallway they would have heard her come and know we needed some privacy. She was completely covered, the skirt above me and even then my face shielded her pussy. All they’d get a glimpse of was me on my knees and between her parted thighs.

I sat back on my heels, wiped my mouth with the back of my hand. Sarah instantly pressed her skirt down, even though Wilder had seen everything she had to offer. Up close.

“My turn.” Wilder pressed his palm against his cock through his jeans.

I knew how he felt. My balls ached with the need to sink into that pussy, to get coated in all that sticky honey. Tomorrow. Tomorrow.

I stood, kissed Sarah once more, then left. When I pulled the door shut behind me, Wilder’s words followed me out. “Turn around and lift up that skirt, princess. Show me your pretty jewelry.”

I grinned as I ducked into the powder room and cleaned up, and had to think of baseball and deworming cattle to get my dick to go down enough so I could rejoin the others.

Tomorrow couldn’t come soon enough. Sarah better get enough time with her sisters tonight because she wasn’t going to see them, or anyone, for a while once we said our vows.