As Mason helped her up into the buggy, the three deputies took up position behind it, on guard for any sign of the Dorchesters or their men. Joe had arranged for two of their ranch hands to guard the house while they were gone.
Katie suspected the Dorchesters would never make trial. Not because of their money or influence, but because they were pretty well despised in the area. No one would shed a tear over them if they disappeared or ended up dead in a gunfight.
She voted for disappeared. There was a lot of thick piney woods in the area. A body could be hidden and never found.
Even someone as fat as Senior.
Katie clung to Mason for the entire ride. She was startled to see nearly a hundred people gathered at the church to witness the wedding. Fear set in. Would they call her a whore and berate her and her men for this?
Judging from the smiles on people’s faces, which well outweighed the occasional disapproving frown, they wouldn’t.
Katie felt like she was living a dream as Mason walked her down the aisle, handing her over to Joe, who stood waiting for her with a big smile on his face.
When the reverend launched into the vows, Katie could barely focus on what she was supposed to say. Her entire focus was on Joe’s blue eyes.
“Do you, Katherine, take Joseph to be your lawfully wedded husband?”
Unable to pull her gaze away from Joe, she nodded. “I do.”
He smiled as the preacher repeated the vows for him.
Joe nodded. “I do.”
“Do you have a ring?”
Mason, who was also Joe’s best man, handed it to him. Katie fought back a fresh round of tears as she watched Joe slip it on her finger.
“By the power invested in me by God, I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride.”
Joe took her into his arms and laid one on her that set the whole church applauding and nearly took her breath away. Then he whispered something to Mason, who stepped in and also kissed her. She felt her face turn beet red, but didn’t miss the second round of applause that followed.
Joe and Mason both smiled at her. “There, see? The secret is out.”
Her stomach felt a little nervous again, but she returned their smile. The men both escorted her to the Fellowship Hall, where their friends had prepared a small reception, complete with cake. Katie managed to eat a little, eager to be away from everyone despite receiving nothing but congratulations and well-wishes from those in attendance.
Finally, in a shower of rice, they made their way to the buggy. With Mason’s horse tied to the back, the three of them climbed on and left for home with two deputies following them. Only once they were safely back at the ranch did the deputies leave.
At the front door, the men stood, their heads bent in quiet discussion.
“What’s wrong?” Katie asked.
They turned. “We’re trying to figure out who gets to carry you across the threshold first,” Mason said. “Joe says it should be me, I say it should be him.”
She rolled her eyes. “How about you both do it?” She held up her arms and the men caught on. Standing on either side of her, she draped her arms over their shoulders while they locked hands underneath her, supporting her butt.
Laughing, the three of them squeezed through the door. “There, was that so hard?” she quipped when they set her back on her feet.
“No,” Mason said from in front of her, “but I am.”
Joe pressed his body along the back of hers. “Me, too.”
She felt their hard cocks. Finally, her stomach had settled enough she knew she could enjoy their attentions. “Then let’s take care of that.” Taking their hands, she led them to her bedroom where the men slowly undressed her.
Lying down on the bed, she watched their nearly identical passionate expressions as they undressed. Both of their gorgeous cocks stood at rigid attention as they climbed into bed on either side of her.
They were hers for life.
How did I get so lucky?
They both smiled at her. “Well, Mrs. Lansing,” Joe said, “what would you like to do first?”
She couldn’t help but smile at their playful grins. “I want the two of you to fuck me silly, that’s what.”
Mason reached for the jar of lotion. “Ooh, a woman who knows what she wants. I’m in love.”
Joe pulled her on top of him. He buried a hand in her tresses, pulling her down to him and kissing her, teasing her with his tongue and making her squirm against him. She wanted his cock inside her, and he wouldn’t let her mount him.
Mason laughed. “Aw, Joe, you’re being mean to your new wife. Give her what she wants.”
Joe released her hair and, without breaking their kiss, unerringly put his hands on her hips and let her get into position. With a happy sigh, she felt his thick member sink home, slowly stretching her pussy and filling her to her very womb.
Mason wasted no time kneeling behind her, slicking her ass with the lotion and pressing his cock against the tight ring of muscle.
“Breathe, baby,” he said with a grunt as he slowly pushed home.
First the slightly uncomfortable pinching burn as her body struggled to stretch and accept him, then the pleasantly full feeling as he pressed onward until his entire cock was completely buried inside her ass.
“Oh, yes!” she gasped. “Fuck me hard, boys!”
“Your wish is our command, baby,” Mason said as he grabbed her by the waist and started fucking her hard and fast.
Beneath her, Joe held her hips as he fucked his cock up into her. She enjoyed this, literally having them both own her body at the same time, belonging totally to them, with no control over them or even herself as pleasure assaulted her. Rough and hard and raw, with the sweet, musky scent of all three of them and the squeak of the bed and the slap of flesh against flesh.
Yes, this is what she loved, and she’d be damned if she’d ever give them up again.
Her nipples rubbed against Joe’s chest, adding erotic friction to every thrust. With both cocks churning inside her, her body couldn’t help but respond, until she finally succumbed to a shattering orgasm that left her sobbing from the force of it.
“That’s our girl,” Joe said as he dug his fingers into her hips and thrust harder. Soon, he was crying out as his own release hit. Mason joined him, burying himself deep inside her as he pumped hot cum into her very depths.
Limp and exhausted, Katie collapsed, eyes closed, on top of Joe while Mason did his best not to crush her.
“Are you okay, Katie?” She heard the concern in Joe’s voice and blindly groped for both men’s hands.
“I’m perfect,” she sleepily whispered. “Don’t wake me if I’m dreaming.”
Mason chuckled and planted a kiss on her sweaty brow. She felt him get up and heard him leave the room, presumably to clean up. She didn’t move despite Joe’s cock softening and eventually sliding out of her, leaving a warm, sticky trail along her thigh. When Mason returned a moment later, he wiped her down with a wet cloth before crawling back into bed with them.
“You know,” Joe said, “I think we need a bigger bed.”
Mason slipped an arm around Katie’s waist. “I think you’re right, cuz.”
They were starting to banter back and forth when they realized she was falling asleep. Joe, then Mason kissed her cheek.
“Good night, wife,” Joe whispered.
“Good night, wife,” Mason echoed.
She managed a smile. “Good night, husbands.” With that, she crashed into a wonderfully deep and dreamless sleep.
The next morning, Katie awoke alone in bed to the smell of bacon cooking. She found a house coat and pulled it on before making her way out to the kitchen. Joe and Mason were playfully arguing over who got to make the hotcakes.