Series: Willow Winters
Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 72146 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 361(@200wpm)___ 289(@250wpm)___ 240(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72146 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 361(@200wpm)___ 289(@250wpm)___ 240(@300wpm)
There’s a bottle of oil hidden in a nearby table, so I retrieve it and slick my fingers with it, then set about opening her asshole as she rides him, shuddering out several small orgasms and a larger one.
She’s tight and I can already imagine how she’ll feel. Like fucking heaven. My nerves get the best of me and I thrust my finger in deeper, loving how she bites down on her lower lip and then holds my brother to keep herself steady.
Both of our names slip from her lips in desperate pants. The warmth between us is all-consuming. Fucking hell, this is going to be decadent. I need to remember every moment. Every detail. It’s our first time truly together and I’m on edge for all that’s to come.
I add another finger, then a third. The right angle takes a bit of maneuvering to find—she must lean over him, and he must lean back, and I must spread her cheeks wide and hold her open in order to notch myself in.
Casen soothes her with his hands as I push in. A groan from deep in my chest leaves me at the immediate pleasure. Fucking hell. My toes curl and my body heats. She’s much tighter when her cunt is filled with his cock, and I nearly find my release already from how good she feels and the way she moans into my brother’s neck as I rock in and out of her ass. I’m slow for the both of us as she moans with every small movement Casen makes brushing against her clit and bringing her closer to her own release.
To make it last longer for us both, I pause, halfway in her, and lean down to kiss her neck and whisper praise into her ear. After all, she’s our good girl. She’ll be our perfect queen. She clenches on me, shaking with another small peak, and then I fuck her ass in earnest.
Cora becomes wild between us. She cannot control the rhythm with both of us thrusting into her, but eventually she learns to relax into our pace, riding Casen as I ride her.
Casen comes first, as I hoped he would. He holds her down on his cock, his arms wrapped around her, as I make my final thrusts, coming hot and hard into her ass.
The room is filled with the sounds of panting for several minutes afterward. I think we are all in our own minds, then, letting the memory of the pleasure sink in so we will never forget it.
“I love you,” I finally manage and kiss her, sucking on her bottom lip before letting go. Casen grunts an agreement and then kisses her as well, although one hand is placed on her chest over her heart. “He loves you too,” I whisper, ensuring she knows.
“I know,” she murmurs, her eyes still closed, and then she opens them, glancing between the two of us. “And I love both of you.”
Epilogue
Three months later, a fall celebration
Cora
My wedding is finally coming to a close, and the celebrations have gone on so long that it is no longer truly my wedding day.
I wanted very much to remember my mother on my wedding day, so I ordered that the festivities should go on as long as people wanted to attend them. I thought they might leave after the first round of dancing, or the second, but it seems that everyone who remembered her wanted to honor the joy she brought them as well. I didn’t expect to be so emotional, but I miss her greatly on this day. All in all, the musicians played for two nights, and the last of the guests are giving in to sore feet and the need for more sleep.
I’m surrounded by Isabel and my other wedding attendants, nearly asleep myself.
However, my princes are waiting for me. And I’m eager to be with them tonight. And for the rest of my life.
The grooms left together, escorted by a huge wedding party. It is a tradition for the groom to be escorted by his friends to the royal bedchamber. Although Casen is dressed handsomely, and although our vows were exchanged the evening before, no one is the wiser that we are wed as well. He’ll of course join the chambers as one must ensure I am a virgin on this night. Casen will see fit to fulfill that obligation.
The very fact that we’ve gotten away with it all, makes me blush as the door nears.
My escorts now draw me into a smaller bedchamber near the princes’ rooms and help me out of my wedding gown. Isabel has had a nightgown laid out for me and a hot bath ready for me. There is much laughter as they help me rinse the long day off me and dry me off and braid my hair. Many of the women whisper advice into my ear about my wedding night. Isabel whispers that I have already had the equivalent of several wedding nights, so I should try my best to enjoy myself.