CHAPTER14
Blanche’s hands were shaking as she tried to reach the buttons on the back of her dress.
“I can’t reach the buttons,” she said, thinking of how Mary and Daisy had helped her dress.
Martin came over and quickly undid the clasps.
Swallowing apprehensively, she watched as he moved in front of her.
“Keep going,” he said.
As much as she’d prepared for tonight, you would think she would not have wedding night jitters, but that wasn’t true. This was her first time and she wanted to please her husbands.
No matter what, she wanted this marriage to work and that began tonight. She knew Jakob had doubts about her, and to an extent, she wanted to please him, but Martin…he was the one she thought cared the most about her.
Slowly she peeled the dress down her shoulders. No man had ever seen her naked. No one.
She stepped out of the dress and carefully laid it aside.
“The rest,” Martin told her.
The door swung open and Jakob strolled in. His eyes widened when he saw her standing there in front of them in her chemise.
“Don’t stop,” Jakob told her. “We can’t wait to fuck you.”
The word was harsh and while she knew that’s what they were going to do, she still wanted her first time to be a loving experience. She wanted them to want her, but also cherish her.
“This is our wedding night,” she said. “I want this to be a perfect evening. I’m going to go upstairs to our room. Give me five minutes and I’ll be waiting for you.”
She grabbed her dress and marched up the stairs. In the background, she heard Martin scolding Jakob.
“She wants hearts and flowers and was perfectly fine until you came in and said you wanted to fuck her. Girls have dreams about their wedding night. It’s the night they give their bodies to their husband.”
Jakob knew the moment the words were out of his mouth and her emerald eyes narrowed she was not happy.
“I know,” Jakob said. “I got carried away.”
“Do better,” Martin told him. “If you’re so damn determined to have a lady, then you need to be more of a proper gentleman.”
Smiling, she slipped into the big bedroom. Quickly she removed the rest of her clothes. She pulled back the quilt and climbed into bed.
Taking a deep breath, she tried to relax. She was a married woman, and tonight she would give herself to her husbands. Only she had no idea what that meant.
Martin and Jakob walked through the door. They begin to remove their clothes. First, their shirts and Blanche stared, mesmerized. Martin’s chest was rippled with muscles and his biceps were large and strong and she knew that he could protect her.
Jakob was tall, and though his chest was not as muscled as Martin’s, he looked like he could fight an entire army. His fists were large, his arms were large and the way he carried himself was like a tough fighter ready for battle.
Sitting in a chair across the room, Martin pulled his boots off and his socks. Standing, he unbuttoned his pants and let them slide to the floor. He wore nothing underneath. Standing before her, he was naked, his cock hard and long and she felt a moment of panic.
How in the hell could she take him into her body?
Jakob removed his boots and unbuttoned his pants. His flesh was not the darker color like Martin’s, but rather white. And his cock was long and hard like a spear.
They moved toward the bed and she felt a brief panic, but quickly controlled it.
“You are our wife. Tomorrow when I tell you to do something, I expect you to obey,” Martin said to her.
“I forget that you’re a lady and not used to rough talk. I’ll do better,” Jakob said and she felt amazed. It was a roundabout apology and yet she felt like it was sincere.
Maybe they were making progress.
Suddenly Jakob pulled the quilt back and she lay there naked before them. She tried to cover her breasts and womanly parts, but Martin pulled her hands away.
“You’re our wife. We want to see your beauty. We know you’re nervous. This is your first time, but it’s our duty as your husbands to make certain that you enjoy the pleasure we’re going to give you.”
Heat spread through her at the thought of them giving her pleasure.
The sun had sunk below the horizon, and in the light of the oil lanterns, she gazed at her men.
Staring up at them, she frowned. “Is this going to hurt?”
“If you’re a virgin, maybe a little,” Jakob said.
“No doubt, I can tell you’re an innocent who does not know the ways of men. But you’ll soon learn.”
The thought of them putting their cocks inside her frightened her. But she was strong and she could do this.
“Tonight is only the beginning. We’ll train you exactly how we like sex. Soon, you’ll know our commands and what we want.”
Jakob crawled up beside her. “Darling, I can’t wait until we both take you. But that’s going to have to wait. Tonight, we’re going to give you pleasure. And if you’re not crying out our names, then we haven’t done our job.”
It seemed odd that he expected her to cry out his name. It seemed odd that he wasn’t certain she was a virgin. Well, he would soon learn the truth.
Jakob’s mouth came down over hers. She liked his kisses. They were strong and demanding and his lips took control only requiring her surrender. As his lips moved over her mouth, she felt Martin’s hands moving over her breasts, trailing down her stomach to her womanly area. His fingers touched her intimately and she felt a rush of heat spiral through her.
A moan escaped from her as he tweaked the button between her legs and she tried to raise her hips seeking his hand for even more. The feelings she was experiencing were something she’d never felt. It was an intense pleasure that had her craving more of something she didn’t even understand.