Vicious Carousel (Suncoast Society #25)(65)

“I wanted to quote lines from Rocky Horror and The Holy Grail, and that got overruled for some reason, something-something-sacred, something-something-seriousness.”

When that round of laughter died down, he continued. “You know, just to my left, is the man I had hoped to marry, and finally get to do just that. And then, just a step to my right, is the woman we both love and will cherish forever.”

“I’m not putting my hands on my hips,” Loren said.

“And it’s too late for Leigh to keep her knees tight,” Lucas said as he draped his arms around her and patted her baby belly.

That round of laughter took a little longer to settle down.

Nolan smiled down at Betsy. “I thought Kenny had made a monogamist out of me,” he said. Then, in a mock British accent, he said, “But I got better.”

Fortunately, Betsy had opted out of mascara and eyeliner, because tears of laughter were rolling down her cheeks.

“And boy, has it gotten better and better with you. I love both of you, and I know from here on out, things will only get better for the three of us.”





Betsy took a deep breath. So far, her men and her friends had far exceeded her expectations. “I don’t know where I would be without you in my life,” she said to them. “It’s a hard idea to swallow—”

Competing rejoinders scrambled over each other. Someone called out, “That’s what she said,” while two others called out variations of “laden versus unladen” and “African swallow versus European swallow,” and someone even slipped in a “good girls swallow and bad girls spit.”

When it died down, she continued. “It’s a hard idea to swallow that I came so close to never being where I am today. Your love, your support, your patience—”

“Your *,” Loren playfully muttered low enough the audience couldn’t hear, but it cracked Betsy up.

“If it wasn’t for you both,” she said, “I wouldn’t have known the greatest happiness in my life, and I love you both so much.”

“Done?” Loren asked.

They smiled and nodded.

“By the power vested in me by the State of Florida, I pronounce these men husband and husband. And I pronounce these three a family of their own making. Start swapping spit.”

Kenny and Nolan kissed first, which was what Betsy had asked them to do.

Besides, it was only right her Sirs got to have the first snog as a married couple.

Then they each kissed her. And as the crowd erupted into applause, Loren leaned in to hug and congratulate them.

“Fess up, kiddo,” Loren said. “Which one of you deviants put my husband up to tossing the sex doll in the pool?”

It was fortunately floating face down in the water, but yes, one of the impromptu sex-toys-turned-pool floaty from the night of the baby shower-slash-kinky party had made a return appearance.

The three of them grinned at Loren. “We’ll never tell,” Betsy teased.





It was a long, exhausting day. Someone managed to get the sex doll out of the pool before Nolan or Betsy’s parents spotted it. By the time the three of them collapsed in the gulf-side hotel suite on Siesta Key later that evening, Betsy was hoping she’d still have the energy for a newlywed romp with her men.

She flopped onto the bed, still in her wedding dress. She’d been ordered to keep it on all day, the men loving the semi-formal strapless dress. She thought they looked pretty hot in their tuxes, too.

Kenny reached up under her dress, hooked his fingers around the waistband of her panties, and slid them down her legs. The only reason she’d been allowed panties at all was the very valid argument that she might end up so wet she’d get a spot on her dress and ruin it.

And the men certainly didn’t want that.

She still wore her shoes as well, Kenny climbed up under her skirt and buried his face in her * while Nolan knelt by her head, unzipped his trousers, and fished his hard cock out for her to suck.

“Ravishing the bride,” Nolan teased. “I like this game.”

She did, too.

She smiled up at him, mouth wide and ready for his cock when he slid it between her lips. For the rest of the weekend, once her dress came off, she didn’t get any other clothes until they were ready to give them to her.

And that was a condition she’d heartily agreed to.

She’d also enjoyed the fifteen cane marks they’d put across her ass the night before in front of their friends at the collaring.

There were a lot of things in her life she was able to enjoy again with them.

As Kenny’s talented mouth and tongue worked on her clit, she sucked and licked Nolan’s cock. He tangled his fingers in her hair and held her firmly in place as he started f*cking her mouth.

“That’s our good girl,” he said. “Our very good, very beautiful slave,” he said.

She stared up into his blue eyes. Yes, she was their slave. All of her. Down through the depths of her heart and soul.

They owned her.

And they knew it.

Even better, she knew it, and wanted it exactly this way.

It didn’t take Kenny long at all to get her over. That was when he emerged from under her skirt.

“Change,” he declared, rolling her onto her stomach and sliding her down to the end of the bed. Now her feet were on the floor, legs spread wide, the dress shoved up and Kenny’s cock embedded deep in her *.