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“I think we ought to go straight from the flogging into fucking. We can prepare her ass in between strokes and once the audience has seen her back, we can both slide our cocks into her ass and cunt and then demand she marry us,” said Ryker.
Coulton wriggled his nose and fidgeted as they stood together on the square of New Thimphu. “I want to marry her as much as you do, but it has to be of her free will or the marriage isn’t real. The full ceremony has to take place before Father Yeshe, remember?” He wanted her so much. But it had to be her own choice and decision. He didn’t like the thought that she might feel compelled to agree at that time, even though they both knew underneath all her arguments she truly did want them.
“I don’t think so. We all know she wants us. She just has this crazy idea she won’t be able to keep up with us when we know she’s plenty capable of fulfilling us both. As long as we remind her we love her and need her and she actually says yes, I reckon it’ll be all good.”
Coulton still wasn’t convinced. “Perhaps we make her say the words. Say yes, she agrees to marry us both there and then. That way she can’t be overwhelmed by the flogging and the sex. She has to actually give us her word.”
Ryker nodded. ‘“I, Kenzie Evans, agree to marry Coulton Urquahart and Ryker Volkov, and serve them both as my Doms forever,’ that works for me.”
“And you and I say we agree to love, cherish, and protect her forever.”
“Agreed.” Ryker held his hand up and Coulton high fived him. Well, it was all organized. Coulton just hoped like hell Kenzie cooperated with their script.
* * * *
Ryker arrived at the party well ahead of the set time. For a start, he was nervous and excited because tonight, at long, long last, he and Coulton would publically claim their woman. He’d spent extra time planning what he’d wear and finally decided to go with jeans, boots, a thick black belt, and a naked chest. Although right now he was wearing a long-sleeved blue t-shirt. His flogger was tucked through a belt loop.
The second reason he was early was because he wanted to look around and check the stage, and where he’d stand. He’d never participated in a public BDSM scene before, although he’d watched some of them. But it was nights like this that reminded him that six months ago, not very many people knew of his interest in BDSM sex. The idea of a ménage hadn’t even crossed his mind until he’d met Coulton and Kenzie. He hadn’t realized how lonely his existence was until they’d become part of his life and filled him with color and vibrancy, joy and delight. It was a huge change in his life and had given him so much happiness and energy. As long as Kenzie said yes tonight. That was the only thing still to be locked in.
He wondered about how Kenzie would be feeling. Both she and Coulton were highly familiar with events such as this, although he didn’t know if either of them had participated in them before. But after living here for many years, they’d both know exactly what would happen.
Ryker was glad his first time would be with his partners. Coulton would nudge him in the right direction if it looked like he was about to make a mistake or forget a step.
But for Ryker, all he wanted was to possess Kenzie completely, finally, permanently, and to be bound unbreakably to the man who was fast becoming his best friend, Coulton. A brother Dom, and a man he could hold in esteem and respect.
Ryker went and stood near the back of the barn where he could watch people arriving. Just before seven, Kenzie appeared wrapped in a deep blue dress that covered her from neck to toes. Ryker managed not to move or smile, but he knew that outfit. He’d seen Kiri demonstrate it to Wang when she bought it for their store. It was made to come apart. If he and Coulton grabbed at it and pretended to tear it, the dress would unravel around her, leaving her naked. Unless she had lingerie underneath it. Perhaps she’d be wearing a matching bra and panties set? Or the black lace crotchless teddy? That would be rather nice. Of course, naked would be even better. He was a great fan of naked for his woman.
Coulton arrived and made a beeline for Ryker. Ryker smiled at him, then grinned even more as he saw Coulton staring at Kenzie. Ryker wondered if he knew the secret of that blue dress. He’d need to tell Coulton so they could tear it from her body together. Kenzie obviously intended that to surprise the audience and Ryker guessed it would.
Chevaunne, Shiloah, Kiri, and Anh circulated through the room with platters of tiny ribbon sandwiches, and Stan, Goa, George, and Wang followed them with trays of coffee and tea. The party was underway.
Ryker enjoyed the next half hour wandering around, sipping coffee, nibbling the food, and talking to people. This was home. This was his community. He was so happy to be here, to be accepted, to have friends and family. But his stomach was still in a knot of half hope and half fear. Surely Kenzie would agree to mate them both. Surely she wouldn’t say no. He was absolutely one hundred percent certain it was what she wanted deep inside herself. She just had to say the words.
Coulton joined him again and nodded. Together they went and found Kenzie, standing either side of her. She looked up and gave them the cheekiest grin, but didn’t say anything.
“Are you ready?” asked Coulton.
She nodded and followed them over to the stage.
Ryker wanted to ask her now, to tell her now she had to agree to mate with them tonight, but he couldn’t do that. The scene was much more important, arousing her, loving her, bringing her to climax was essential first.
The host followed them up onto the stage. “Some people have been asking about Florentine flogging. Coulton, Ryker, and Kenzie have agreed to demonstrate their own version of the process tonight.”
The host took out two identical whips and demonstrated the strokes himself, just in the air, not hitting anyone. Ryker noticed how smoothly he moved, how balanced and rhythmic his actions were. He only hoped he could do as well when it was his turn.
Then the man moved off the stage, there was a smattering of applause, and Ryker knew it was their turn. He and Coulton removed their shirts, flinging them to the floor, then each laid a hand on Kenzie’s dress, carefully feeling for the Velcro edges, and pulled. With a ripping sound her dress parted and she spun around, letting the fabric unravel and fall to the ground. There was a lot of gasping from the crowd, then clapping. Good for Kenzie, she’d gotten their attention nicely.
She ended up with her back to the people, her head bent, her long hair falling in front of her leaving her back naked for people to watch. Her feet were wide apart, her hands at her sides. Ryker watched Coulton and they drew their floggers from their belts together, then held them side by side so people could see they were identical. To get the strokes right, the floggers, or whips, had to match exactly.
Ryker braced himself on Kenzie’s left, mostly in front of her, but very slightly to the side. Coulton was already in an identical position on her right. They had a system of one beat per second at the beginning, gradually speeding up to every half second. In front of himself, where no one could see them, Ryker held up four fingers. Coulton nodded. So they would begin with four strokes each.
Coulton raised his arm first, and instantly they had the rhythm going, identical beats, identical speed, moving over her ass, then, when it was pink, up to her shoulders and gradually down her back, avoiding her spine, kidneys and hip joints.
They stood back and let people see her pink back, and again Coulton nodded. He pulled the lube out of his pocket and began lubing her ass. Ryker watched her body very carefully but she made no demur either physically or vocally, pressing herself back onto Coulton’s fingers immediately. Good.
Ryker kneeled in front of her and began teasing her cunt. Her face was hidden by her hair, but her body language was clear. She loved being touched and she was very wet and very hot inside her cunt. He kept aware of Coulton’s movements because they had to flog her ass again before they entered her.
Coulton gave him a tiny finger wave, no one else would have seen, so Ryker jumped up, undid his pants to be ready, and together they used th
eir floggers on her ass for two beats each, then dropped their floggers, pulled her sideways between them, and slammed their dicks inside her, Ryker into her cunt, Coulton into her ass.
Ryker looked at her face, now it was no longer hidden by her hair. Her eyes were glazed with lust, her tongue was licking her lip, her body was warm and accepting.
So far so good.
This time it was he who gave the sign to Coulton, and then they said together, “Marry us now, Kenzie. Say yes.”
“Yes,” she whispered.
Ryker wasn’t sure. Was that a good enough answer to tie them together for life? Was she truly agreeing to mate with them?
“Say it. Say, ‘I, Kenzie Evans, agree to marry Coulton Urquahart and Ryker Volkov, and serve them both as my Doms forever,’” he ordered her.
“I, Kenzie Evans, agree to marry Coulton Urquahart and Ryker Volkov, and love and serve them both as my Doms forever.”
She’d said it! She’d agreed! She’d even added that she’d love them into the vow! He wanted to pump into her immediately and come and bite her, but he and Coulton had to say the words first.
“I, Coulton Urquahart—”
“And I, Ryker Volkov—”
“—agree to love, cherish, and protect Kenzie Evans forever,” they finished together.
Ryker bent his knees and drove up into her pussy as hard and high as he could. Coulton followed right behind him in her ass. They held the position filling her completely, before both withdrawing and stroking into her again. By the third time she was shaking and coming all over them, her cunt bathing his cock with her hot juices, but he held on tightly to her hip and pumped into her again, using his leg muscles to give him the power he needed.
But damn it was hard not to just let go when she was so hot and tight and perfect around him.
They managed to fill her several more times, then Coulton closed his eyes so Ryker took that as the sign. He gave one final thrust and blasted his seed deep inside her pussy then bent forward and bit her breast hard, just the way she liked it. This time he waited until he tasted her blood, sucked some deep into his mouth then licked over the wound. He could feel her shake harder under him and hoped that meant her aftershocks were giving her pleasure.
Coulton’s mouth was on her shoulder, so Ryker guessed he’d bitten her in the sensitive place where her neck and shoulder joined. When she finally stopped shaking, they drew their cocks out of her, grabbed her hands and ran from the room, using their other hands to hold their pants up.
“Tomorrow morning we’ll meet with Father Yeshe for the official wedding ceremony. I’m sure someone will have told him about us already,” he said.
Kenzie laughed. “I’m guessing Chevaunne is already organizing it right now.”
“But right now is the start of forever. At last we can begin to love you properly as you deserve.” Ryker kissed her cheek.
“I can’t imagine anything better than the way you love me already,” she replied softly.
THE END
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Table of Contents
Title Page
Copyright Page
Dedication
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
About the Author