Submitting Sarah (Montana Maiden Series Book 4) (5 page)

The hair on her mound was such a fiery red, and I could see just a hint of her pink pussy lips peeking out, spread wide as she was. Her belly was flat and her hip bones were visible.

Before she could cover herself, Tagg ran his hands over her ribs and cupped her breasts, his thumbs circling the tips that tightened as we watched.

She cried out and dropped her head back on Tagg's shoulder when he tugged the tips between his fingers. For one so petite, she was quite voluptuous, her breasts not quite a handful. As Tagg continued to play with her nipples, I tucked my fingers between her legs to stroke over her pussy, to learn her shape, her folds, and to find her clit.

"Your nipples are very sensitive, aren't they Sarah?" Tagg murmured, continuing his ministrations.

"Her pussy is dripping wet, brother. I can see her clit, hard and very eager," I added.

"I love the color of her hair, from the top of her head to her open pussy."

"I bet she tastes so sweet."

"Do you want to come for us, baby?"

"Oh, she's so tight, Tagg," I said when I slipped one finger into her.

With each word, with each caress of our hands, with each nip at her neck, Sarah became more aroused. It was obvious to us from the scent of it, how wet she was, how tight her nipples were, the way she shifted her hips.

"I shouldn't...I can't...no, please," she breathed, her head thrashing against Tagg's shoulder. "This isn't right!"

"Sarah, look at me. Come on, open your eyes," I commanded, even as I kept one finger inside her and Tagg continued to tug at her nipples. We wanted to overwhelm her, to push her to the point where she was not thinking, just feeling.

Slowly, she blinked her eyes open and her emerald gaze met mine.

"Good girl. Does having our hands on you feel good?"

She nodded, her hair falling forward over Tagg's hand on her breast. "Yes, but you shouldn't be doing this, touching me this way."

"This is how a husband touches his wife. This is how we are going to touch you. And more. It's not wrong."

Her eyes flared. "It is!"

Very deliberately, I curved my finger inside her to bump against a spot that had her leg muscles clenching, her hands tightening on Tagg's thighs and she lifted herself up onto her toes. She cried out and her eyes fell closed from the sheer pleasure of that one delicious spot.

"Your body knows the truth, Sarah. It wants us. Needs us to make it feel good."

"Do you want to come, baby?" Tagg murmured, brushing his fingertips over her nipples in a teasing way.

"I don't...I don't know what you mean." Her hips shifted restlessly on Tagg's lap. He groaned against her neck because of her frantic movements.

"We know what you need. We'll take care of you," I said, starting to move my finger in and out. The thumb of my other hand found her hard nub and started to move in circles. As I added a second finger to fill her pussy, she cried out, her hips rotating in small circles. She was all but riding my hand. Tagg continued to pluck and pull at her nipples as he whispered dark, carnal things in her ear.

“Feel Garrett's fingers working your pussy. Soon that will be my cock. I'm going to take your maidenhead and make you all nice and slick for Garrett's turn. I can see your clit, so hard beneath his thumb. And your nipples, like raspberries in the summer. I can't wait to taste all of you.”

I felt her inner muscles start to ripple around my fingers, signaling her orgasm. "That's it, baby. Come for us."

All at once she tensed, as if frozen in place, her back arched, thrusting her breasts into Tagg's palms as she screamed. Her body milked my fingers, pulling them in until I could feel her maidenhead pressed against the tips. She was wet, soaking my hand as I continued to finger fuck her.

"So beautiful, baby."

When her pleasure finally ebbed, I slowly withdrew my fingers, lifted them up so Tagg could see the glistening wetness, before I licked them. She tasted so sweet, and my tastebuds all but begged for more. Her skin was coated with a sheen of perspiration. Tagg ran a hand over her head, brushing her damp hair back from her face, soothing her until she recovered.

"It's time to claim our bride."

SARAH

I have no recollection of being carried upstairs, but when my senses returned, I was lying in the middle of a big bed with two men watching me, eager intent in their eyes. Tagg was undoing the buttons on his shirt and Garrett was naked--naked! - and touching that...
thing...
between his legs. Oh! It was so big and as he gripped it, moved his hand up and down the long length, it grew even more. That was supposed to go inside of me? Surely, that was not possible. Even as I had that thought, my inner muscles clenched in...anticipation and that spot, that place that Garrett rubbed with his thumb pulsed with renewed interest.

"Ever seen a cock before, baby?" Tagg asked, the last of the buttons coming undone.

My gaze raked over his body as he dropped the shirt to the floor, his broad chest now on display. I watched as he undid his belt, dropping his pants until he was as naked as his brother. I compared the two men. Garrett was fairer, the hair on his head almost white from the sun. He had a smattering of hair on his chest that was a few shades darker, and tapered to a narrow line below his navel and veered directly to his...oh! His hips were narrow and his legs, also covered with the darker hair, were solid and corded with tense muscle.

Tagg was taller, leaner and darker - darker skin, darker hair, and a darker gaze on my body. Both men stared at my breasts and lower as they both gripped themselves, working their long lengths. Tagg dropped his hand and walked to the side of the bed so I could see him up close. Garrett mimicked his brother's actions, but on the other side. Oh my!

"No," I whispered, finally answering Tagg's question, glancing from one to the other, intrigued and amazed by them both. Their...cocks were quite large, the flesh there ruddier than the rest of their bodies and almost angry in color. The nest of curls that Garrett's thrust from was fair while Tagg's was darker. Garrett was thicker with a broader tip, a similar build as the rest of him. Tagg's was longer, yet still overwhelming. I had no idea men had such things between their legs and I was able to see two of them. How did they expect this...mating to work? Did they expect to take turns?

"You're special, Sarah. You get two cocks, all for yourself," Tagg said, his voice husky. He put one knee on the bed and it dipped. "Let's get you ready."

"How?" I asked as he moved to kneel between my legs, nudging them open with his big hands. I pushed up on my elbows and tried to shift away, not wanting to be revealed to them in such an immodest way. "Tagg, please, no."

Garrett moved close to the edge of the bed, took my hand and placed it on his cock. It jumped and pulsed beneath my fingers and the surface was surprisingly soft and hot to the touch. He hissed out a breath as I ran my fingers over him. Intrigued as I was by his...cock, I forgot to worry about Tagg, but was quickly prompted to his attentions when I felt a hot wet stroke against that place between my thighs.

I looked down my body to see his head...there. "Tagg! You shouldn't--"

He gave another gentle lick and I felt a finger slip into my channel. "I should. Work Garrett's cock while I get you ready."

I turned my face to Garrett. His jaw was clenched tight as were his fists and his cock grew impossibly larger beneath my fingers. "I don't know...ah!"

Tagg was doing something that made my body arch off the bed, the feeling, the pleasure of it so intense my eyes rolled back in my head. I felt Garrett's hand cover mine as he moved them up and down his length. I felt wetness against my palm and saw the tip of his cock oozing a steady stream of a clear liquid. "See what you do to me, Sarah?"

I licked my lips, then my eyes slid shut for a moment because Tagg added as second finger to slip in and out of me. "Is it supposed to...do...that?"

"Yes," Garrett breathed. "It shows how ready I am for your pussy. I'm going to fill you with my seed, baby. After Tagg. We're going to fill you right up."

Tagg lifted his head, his chin glistening from...did I do that? "She's ready." Working his way up my body, Tagg planted his forearms on either side of my head and looked down at me with his blue eyes. Using a knee, he nudged my thigh wider and I felt him prodding at my entrance. "It's time to make you ours, baby. It might hurt a little when I take your maidenhead, but we'll make it better. I promise."

Lowering his head, he kissed me, his tongue sweeping in to claim me. I tasted myself on him, sweet and a little musky, which made the kiss ever so carnal. Knowing he'd been...down there, and had done things to me with his mouth was so dark. The kiss was meant as a distraction because before I could reconsider, his cock was already starting to fill me. I could feel myself opening, stretching to accommodate him.

I didn't even remember letting go of Garrett's cock when he said, "Look at me, baby." I turned my head toward his voice. He'd crouched down next to the bed so his face was close to mine. His pale eyes were lust-filled and focused solely on me. "I want to watch when Tagg fills you. He'll take your maidenhead, but I'll see your eyes when he does it."

I kept my gaze on Garrett, almost mesmerized by his intensity. He was practically devouring me with a look as Tagg shifted his hips and slid in a little more. My eyes widened at the intrusion, winced when he started filling me too full, but I didn't look away from Garrett.

"There it is, baby. My cock's hitting your barrier. Ah, you feel so good," Tagg crooned, then pushed through without any further preamble.

The pain was sharp and bright and my eyes widened at the way Tagg filled me completely. I cried out at the unexpectedness of him being so deep inside. Something flared in Garrett's eyes at my claiming, even as I shifted my hips to adjust. Tagg didn't give me much pause to acclimate and started to pull back, then thrust deep, slowly yet insistently.

"That was so beautiful, baby. Take him. Take everything Tagg is going to give you. Then it will be my turn," Garrett said. His hand reached between Tagg and me to run over my breast. On one deep thrust of Tagg's cock, Garrett pinched my nipple. Hard. I cried out and shut my eyes against the mix of pleasure and pain.

They kept at me, pushing me, working my body in ways I never imagined. The pleasure I felt when they'd touched me in the kitchen had returned, this time even more intensely. "It's too much," I breathed, thrashing my head on the pillow. It was overwhelming. The need that I couldn't control, Tagg's intense claiming of my body, Garrett's strong presence and skill over my body. "I can't--"

"You can and you will," Tagg growled.

"You will come for us, Sarah." Garrett's words were accompanied by a slow tug on my nipple, stretching it taut, just like everything else in my body. I expected him to release the tip, but he didn't, keeping it painfully erect. Tagg shifted his hips and grabbed my knees, pushing them back toward my chest and wide, filling me even deeper. With one aggressive thrust he rubbed a spot deep inside me and I came. It was like falling off a cliff, soaring, soaring through the air. Weightless, mindless, completely free.

Through the rushing of blood in my ears, I heard Tagg's shout and felt him pulse deep inside me.

He slumped down upon me, but most of his weight still remained safely on his forearms, his damp forehead touching mine. Our rough breaths mingled. Slowly, he pulled out and I sucked in a breath at the emptiness I felt once he did so.

GARRETT

I couldn't wait any longer. I considered myself a patient man, but not when waiting to fuck my wife for the first time. She'd had two orgasms and I'd watched her both times. The look of panic just before she came, then the sheer pleasure of it overtaking her was an amazing sight. Seeing her face when Tagg took her maidenhead was something I would never forget. The surprise, the awareness, the succumbing.

Tagg sat back on his heels with a self-satisfied male grin that only came from a good fuck. "She's incredible, brother."

"My turn." The discomfort of waiting was turning into pain, my cock throbbing with the need to be buried deep inside her.

Tagg climbed off the bed and I took his place between her still spread thighs. Glancing down at her pussy, I could see Tagg's seed dripping out, her lips swollen and red, her clit still enlarged and hard. Carefully, I slipped a finger into her slick and creamy depths. She arched her back at the contact. Knowing the copious seed would ease my cock into her, I lifted her up and switched positions so I rested against the pillows on my back with Sarah straddling my waist.

She gasped in surprise at the change. Her hair fell about her like a copper waterfall.

"Ride me, baby."

"Ride?"

"Put his cock in you and ride him like a horse," Tagg directed.

She looked aghast at the idea so I helped her along. Feeling her wet pussy against my belly was my undoing. Taking her by the hips, I lifted her up enough so my cock nudged her opening, then worked her down onto me, one slow inch at a time. She was so small I had to be careful. I was big and hard for her to take me as is, her face pinching at how I filled her, so I tilted her back until she sank onto me all the way.

I groaned at the hot fist clamping about my cock.

She cried out at being filled in this new position. When finally she was fully seated, I started moving her, teaching her what to do. In this position I could see her pussy spread open around my cock, her flat belly, her pert breasts, the arousal on her face.

Tagg knelt on the bed and got behind her, clearing her hair out of the way and nibbling and kissing her shoulder. His hands came up to work her breasts as she started to ride me, learning what made her feel good.

She was so wet, so hot, so tight, her moves so innocent and awkward, that I couldn't hold off my orgasm. It had been too long in coming. I felt the first tingles at the base of my spine, then my balls tightened and I jutted my hips up, thrusting as deep as I could, bottoming out against her womb as I filled her, over and over, with thick ropes of my seed. I couldn't help the groan that escaped my lips. She was heaven.

Sarah continued to lift and lower, even during my climax as Tagg whispered to her, tugged on her nipples, cupped her breasts. “Such a good girl. Your pussy's everything we could ever want. I can tell you're going to come again. I know your body already. That's it.”

She came on my cock, rippling around it, milking the last of the cum from my balls until I was empty. Completely replete. For now, fucking her was enough. Tomorrow, we'd teach her what it meant to be our wife.

TAGG

I awoke to hair tickling my face. A soft, warm body lying atop me. A leg tangled between mine.
Sarah
. I came fully awake, and fully aroused, instantly. The sky was just starting to turn from black to gray with the dawn, the usual time we started the day. Since I'd carried her up the stairs the night before, I'd taken her directly to my bedroom. Once Sarah had fallen asleep, Garrett had gone to his room. She'd never fully roused after that final orgasm, curling up into my bed as if she belonged there. Which she did.

And now, I belonged back inside of her. Pulling myself out from beneath her, her fingers sliding over the short hairs on my chest, she slept on, flat on her stomach. Perfect. Not only was it time to take her again, it was also time to start her training. My cock jumped at the idea of both. I slid the sheet back to uncover her body, then left a trail of soft kisses down the indents of her spine. The dimples at her lower back beckoned and I kissed one, then the other. Sarah stirred and made a sound deep in her throat, but did not come awake.

Smiling to myself, I took hold of her thighs and spread her knees wide, making her pussy visible to my gaze. I could see dried seed tinged with blood on her thighs and coating the red curls. In this position, I could also see the little rosette of her ass. I'd fuck her pussy now, but after I'd tend to her ass. Without preamble, I lined my cock up with her opening, shifted my hips into place, then slowly worked my way in. She was so tight and my cock fit her like a hand in a glove, our seed still coating her and making her slick. As I filled her, she began to stir. Little sounds came from her throat, her hips began to shift and push back. When I was seated fully, I paused, savoring every hot inch of her.

It wasn't until I started to pull out, that the head of my cock caught on her spread lips, did she awaken. Her head came up, her green eyes clear and stunned. Glancing over her shoulder, her mouth fell open, not only in surprise, but in a gasp as I slid home once again.

"Morning, baby."

"Tagg, I--"

I gripped a hip, holding her in place as I began to take her with more vigor. My cock had a mind of its own and wanted--no, needed - to take her hard. The way she came up on her elbows and arched her back, I didn't feel the need to worry that I was too rough. When she pushed back against me, thrust for thrust and moaned, I took her even harder.

"This is a pleasing way to wake up," Garrett said from the doorway, naked, cock in hand.

Sarah's head whipped around, her hair swirling over her back and froze. "Garrett, oh! I'm so sorry!"

My hips slapped against her ass and sounds of how wet she was filled the air. I bent over her, wrapping one arm across her breasts, the other around her hips, lifting her up so she sat upon my thighs, her back to my chest, my cock embedded impossibly deep. I shifted on my knees so we were facing the door so that Garrett able to see Sarah being fucked. I didn't stop the motion of my hips, proving to her by action that we weren't hiding or doing anything wrong.