Free The Bride's Unexpected Change in Plans by Rachel Clark Page B

very patient,” Dayved said to Kimberley in a conversational tone.
    She nodded, agreeing with him, but it was obvious she was concentrating, almost her entire focus on Ewin and the cock in her pussy. She lifted off him, slowly fucking him as he watched her expressions change from innocent wonder, to rapturous enjoyment, to urgent need. She moaned, the sound torn from deep inside her.
    “That’s it, sweetheart,” Dayved said as he helped her to keep moving even though she shook so hard with arousal that she seemed almost boneless. “Ewin wants to feel your orgasm. Give it to him, Kimberley. Let him feel your pussy squeezing his cock.”
    Ewin felt her body clench down on him, the warm slick muscles reacting to Kimberley’s need.
    “Come for us, baby girl,” Ewin said as reached out to caress her clit. Dayved pinched her nipples, kissing her neck as orgasm slammed through her. Even between the two of them they struggled to keep her upright. She shook violently, a low keening cry escaping her lips as her pussy clenched and released over and over. Ewin ground his teeth, holding his own need in check, determined to enjoy Kimberley’s orgasm before seeking his own.
    Dayved held her, caressing her belly and breasts gently as she gasped for air. He looked over Kimberley’s shoulder, smiling at the way Ewin held himself rigid. He kissed Kimberley’s neck, his hands moving to her nipples as he spoke to her with the confidence of a man who knew his tredella well.
    “Remember how I told you this would drive him wild? It looks like you’re about to find out how wild wild can get. Are you ready, sweetheart?”
    “Yes,” she said, smiling at Ewin confidently. He marveled at her lack of fear, at the trust she placed in both of them, a moment before reaching for her and dragging her down. He fused their mouths together, thrusting his tongue deep into her mouth, forcing past her teeth over and over in an imitation of what he planned.
    She moaned, writhing on his cock, whimpering when Dayved caressed her spine one last time and then moved to lie down beside them. He stroked them both, his touch loving, his soft moans as he watched them soothing the small worries Ewin had held.
    “Roll over, lover,” Dayved said as he urged Ewin to take over, to fuck their woman, to claim her so thoroughly that she would never need more than the two of them. He broke the kiss, staring at Kimberley’s face, searching for fear yet seeing only excitement.
    He groaned, rolling her over, never leaving her body. He was thrusting hard almost before she was on her back completely, a sudden urgent need flashing through him as his woman whimpered her need and drove his own higher and higher and higher.
    He grabbed her legs, lifting them up, pushing deeper, fucking harder, pounding into the woman who completed them. She screamed, another orgasm hitting her, her body vibrating under his, her hands clawing, her urgent gasps demanding more.
    He roared as his own orgasm began, his seed pouring into her body, his cock throbbing and pulsing as she dragged every drop of cum from him.
    His arms shook, the effort to hold himself up so that he wouldn’t crush her taking more energy than he had left. Dayved helped to untangle them, gently pushing Ewin sideways, groaning with him as his cock left the warm haven of the woman between them.
    “That was the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen,” he said, taking first Ewin’s mouth and then Kimberley’s in sweet, sensual kisses. Ewin reached to grab Dayved’s hard cock, but the man moved away, smiling slightly even though Ewin knew from experience that a cock that hard really hurt. “I’m good. You two get some rest. I’ll go salvage dinner.”
    “No,” Ewin said, lifting up onto his elbow and holding his other hand out palm up. Dayved grinned, obviously aware of what Ewin wanted.
    “Well, okay. If you insist.”
    “I insist,” Ewin said as he wrapped his hand around his lover’s cock and squeezed hard. He