“You’re a sick bastard,” she says, finally noticing Chad and Jase outside.
The idiots are standing in a spot with a sensor, and the lights are on, highlighting them standing in only their boxers. The security team Jase hired to guard the property during the wedding and overnight are outside protecting the grounds. A couple of armed guards walk past, pretending they aren’t looking at them, but I see their lips twitching. Chad and Jase glare up at us, atme, their mouths moving, but I can’t hear what they’re saying.
“I am,” I agree, holding my cock and leading it to her entrance. “But you love that about me.”
She heaves out an aggrieved sigh, not confirming or denying it. Ash screams when I jam my dick inside her pussy from behind in one aggressive move.
“I used to jerk off in the shower imagining this very scene,” I explain, rutting in and out of her like a madman as Jase and Chad watch from outside. They’re not throwing stones anymore. I wonder if their juvenile action was more to get eyes on Ashley. To ensure she is okay.
Briefly, a surge of remorse sweeps through me, but it’s fleeting.
They know I would never hurt her.
They fucking know.
I flash them a smug grin as I pound into her harder, moving one hand around to the front and finding her clit. I am rough as I rub at her swollen bundle of nerves with urgency. Plastering my front to her back, I slide my other hand up her body and squeeze her tit. “You have the best fucking tits, baby. I can’t wait to fuck them.” We haven’t done that yet. Haven’t done a lot of things, and I can’t wait to check off a few more items on my list.
The dicks watch me groping and pleasuring their wife as I ram my shaft in and out of her. Ashley cries and screams and bucks as she detonates around me, and I have to slow my movements and squeeze my eyes shut to stave off my own release.
I want to come all over her ass and then fuck her there.
Every woman deserves anal on her wedding night, right?
When I open my eyes again, the pussies are gone, and I hope they got the message.
Ash is mine for the rest of the night.
One round will not be enough, and I have plans to ravish her body all night long.
Sue me if I’m selfish.
I don’t fucking care.
“Oh my God, Ares.” Ash is panting, and I think she’d be on the floor if I wasn’t holding her up. I slide out of her, both hating and loving the heavy pressure in my cock and balls. The need to come is extreme. But the need to make this last as long as possible is stronger.
Carrying her to the bed, I set her down, kissing her lips softly as I hover over her. “I love you,” I whisper. I feel them all the time—the words and the emotions attached to them—whenever I’m with her and when she’s not around. Saying them is still hard, because I have no experience with this, and it makes me feel vulnerable.
But I can’t control it any more than I can control my dick or my possessive selfish need for her.
She melts before me. “God, Ares. I love you too.” Her fingers dig into my scalp and she yanks on my head, glaring at me with red heat in her eyes. “You’re still a fucking dick though, and I’m super pissed at you.”
I chuckle as I remove her hands and flip her onto all fours. “Like I said, I never claimed to be a saint.” My hand comes down on her ass in a few cracking slaps, and she yelps. I caress her pink skin with my palm as I slide my cock up and down her ass. She goes deathly still. “I’m fucking your pussy,” I tell her, driving three fingers inside her wet cunt. “Then I’m gonna come all over your ass before taking it.”
A shudder rocks her body as a whirring noise emerges from the hallway, claiming our attention. “What the hell?” Ash says, looking and sounding confused.
I notch my cock at her entrance, my shoulders shaking with laughter when I realize what her husbands are up to. I push my dick inside her slowly, an inch at a time, as I listen to the sound of the electric screwdriver. “They’re taking the hinges off the door,” I say, digging my fingers into her hips and pivoting my pelvis. “I didn’t think they had it in them to be this inventive.” I groan as I rut into her, feeling her tight walls hug my dick. I know I’m not going to last much longer. “I’m quite impressed.”
“They’re going to kick your ass,” she rasps over a moan.
“They can try, but we both know who always gets the upper hand.”
To be fair, both guys are built and fit. I have fought Chad a few times, and it’s always close. I’ve never fought Jase, but he has Luminary training, so I figure he’d be a worthy adversary.
A familiar tingle starts at the base of my spine as my balls tighten. “Hold on, baby.” I hold her hips steady and rock into her, gritting my teeth and cursing as warmth spreads over me.
The drill stops, and the guys grab the door before it falls inward, carrying it between them.
“Oh fuck,” Ash says when I press down on her clit. I pinch it hard, and she comes apart again, crying and whimpering as another orgasm rips through her.
