Anny Cook Chrysanthemum (pdf)

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Honeysuckle, it s time for us to go find a seat, she called. Gary, don t take too long.
Everyone is waiting.
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After they left, silence fell over the cottage. It wasn t an uncomfortable silence, but
neither Gareth nor Chrys seemed inclined to speak. Then Chrys smiled and observed,
Delphie never shuts up, does she?
No. Why do you think Robin spends so much time with his Merry Men?
She s with Robin? Chrys was confused. What happened to Maid Marian?
I ll tell you all about it while I take care of one last little thing. He motioned for
her to stand and then led her around to the back of the chair. Bend over, love and grab
the front of the seat. Don t move until I tell you to.
Gareth, what are you up to now?
Well, I need to prepare you for later, baby. I have here an expanding butt plug just
like yours at the castle. And one of those small eggs. I ll just pop them in, set the
vibrator on low and by the time the ceremony s over, you ll be
Well done, she finished tartly, and out of my mind.
Do you trust me, Chrys?
Would I be bent over a chair with my ass up in the air if I didn t? she countered.
Then just believe that I want only the best memories for you of our wedding
night. Gareth lifted her borrowed skirt up and brushed the dark bruises on her ass
with a gentle touch. Only the best.
Well, you d better get on with it before Delphie comes back to find out what the
holdup is. Tell me about Maid Marian.
Gareth shook his head and grinned. Trust Chrys to be pragmatic in the face of a
hurricane. He carefully squeezed some warm gel on the plug and began to explain,
There never was a Maid Marian. Pressing the plug against her ass, he slowly, steadily
pushed in. Reflexively, she pushed out and panted.
Gareth, don t be silly! Of course, there was a Maid Marian. It s in all the stories!
Nope! When the plug was seated, he hunched down and set the little control to
slowly expand. It seems that the scribe that was assigned to write down the history of
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Robin Hood couldn t spell Delphinium. He could spell Marian as that was his mother s
name so he just put that in instead. Gareth squatted down and gently inserted the
small egg in her pussy. When it was seated properly, he set the switch to low vibrate.
Chrys came up off the chair like Venus in the waves.
Gareth tapped her ass very gently. I m not through, yet. Bend over.
You re a sadist!
Not even close. When she was bent back over the chair, he checked his
handiwork, then held her ass still while he slithered his tongue down to flick at her clit.
Chrys howled.
Shhh. Do you want the entire wedding party in here? Gareth hissed.
She moaned. No.
Well, then. He bounced to his feet and helped her stand up straight. With a quick
twitch he straightened her nipple rings and chain and then tipped up her chin so that
their eyes met. I love you. I ve never said that to another woman in my life. I ll never
say it to any woman other than you.
Her eyes filled with tears that threatened to spill down her cheeks. In a trembling
voice, she admitted, I love you, too, Gareth. I never expected to find a man like you I
could love.
Tenderly, he kissed her and gently wiped away the tears. We ve been more
fortunate than most, Chrysanthemum LeFleur. Let s go make it official so no one can
keep us apart. Everyone is waiting for me to present my beautiful bride.
Opening the door, he led her out to the excited wedding guests. Later, when Chrys
tried to sort out the bewildering welter of memories of their wedding, a limited few
stood out.
First there was the long line of men lined up to inspect her nipple rings. Though
their eyes twinkled with amusement, they were extremely respectful, planting gentle
kisses on the slopes of her breasts and her flushed cheeks. The only ones who actually
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touched her nipples were Gareth and Undain. They each suckled her hard nipples until
she whimpered with heat and could feel her cream trickling out to wet her thighs.
The actual ceremony went by in a blur of solemn promises and responses. Almost
before she realized it, Father Averill was declaring them master and mate . Then, in
front of the altar, Undain provided a soft cushion for her to kneel on. When she was in
position facing Gareth, Undain presented a gold collar fashioned from thousands of fine
flexible links. In the center, there were three little strands of gold hearts that matched
her nipple rings. Gareth draped it around her neck and when she bent her head, he
fastened the locking clasp and gave the tiny jeweled key into Undain s keeping. Fitting
the matching cuffs on her wrists and ankles was the work of mere minutes.
Gareth pulled her to her feet, lifted her in his arms and bent his head to kiss her.
The next thing she remembered with any clarity was moving through the dark trees
cradled in Gareth s arms while Undain strolled along behind them with a wide smile on
his face. They arrived at a cottage centered in a small clearing. Flowers garlanded the [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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