Masquerade Menage Page 7

  Marci peaked around Garth’s body and he moved, bringing her in front of him so she could watch as Frank, Cruse, Dana and Theodore all got down on their knees around Whitney. Warm, strong arms surrounded her as she watched her sister’s mates propose to her. Whitney cried, her hand shaking as Frank put the ring on her finger and the crowd once more roared and clapped their approval. People moved in the room below them, a large white satin cloth was rolled down the middle of the room, servants brought in huge arrangements of flowers, candles and torches were lit so that the room gave a glow to that of a full moon, and Garth moved her back into the tunnel where Whitney and her adopted father waited for her. Garth kissed her cheek and left her with them. All five brothers disappeared after kissing her, promising her of things to come tonight. She even blushed when Snaid whispered in her ear, slapping him on the arm, but he knew she would not say no to his perverted ways.

  Whitney laughed and wrapped her arms around her. “Do you believe it both of us are going to get married tonight?” She turned and glanced up at her father. “I just wish Allie was with us.”

  Allie came strolling up to them and laughed. “I don’t, what the hell is wrong with you. Now I have first choice at any man that’s free. Do you know how long I’ve waited for this one to be tied down? I mean one look and she had the man already backed up against the…” She stopped and blushed when Whitney’s dad cleared his throat.

  “I wasn’t that bad, jeez.” Marci nudged Allie and hugged her. “But you just wait till you get married. Boy are we going to get even.” Marci promised.

  Allie stood back and tapped her fingernail on her lip. “Now since the men pulled this fast one, we need some wedding dresses. Whitney think of a wedding dress, show me a picture in your mind.”

  Whitney stood back and grinned, her father moaned. “Why do I have this bad feeling this is not going to be good?”

  Marci laughed and Allie nodded to Whitney. A beige silk dress barely covered her body, all Whitney knew there would be no way she could bend down without showing her ass.

  Whitney turned around in a circle and Marci busted out laughing. “Damn Whitney this is supposed to be a special occasion. Your mates are going to freak.” The back of her dress was so sheer you could see her skin. The dress had a train that went to the floor be-hind her, but it was see-through and everyone was about to see her rabbit tattoo on her ass.

  “I am not walking you down the aisle in that, young lady!” Her father snapped.

  Whitney sighed and once more the dress changed. The color and material was the same, but this dress flowed behind her like that of a traditional wedding dress. The front of the dress V’d down to her belly button, barely covering her breasts. She wore a diamond chocker to match the diamond trim of the dress.

  “Wow, now that is awesome! They won’t be able to keep their eyes and hands off of you. Well isn’t it beautiful dad?” She nudged Whitney’s father and he grumbled, but nodded.

  “It’s better.” He turned and crossed his arms staring at her. “And don’t think you are going to pull any crap, young lady.”

  Marci grinned and kissed him on the cheek. “I’ll make sure it’s presentable.” She turned to Allie and pictured the dress her mother had worn for her wedding. Marci’s mom had shown her everything of that day when she and her father had gotten married, through their mind connection. It was always one of Marci’s favorite bedtime stories. She had even shared it with Allie and Whitney as a child.

  Allie grinned and nodded. The gown was a beautiful ivory silk satin with a boned high neck bodice, sleeveless, front chiffon inset at yoke, and waist with front hook and eye closures. The see-through lace and pearl buttons trailed down her back to her the tip of her butt bone. The front was done in a corset type of dress pushing up her large breasts, while the waist material hugged her curves tightly, until it fanned around her knees and gathered at the back with a gigantic 8-foot train.

  Whitney whistled and Allie shook her head. “You look almost like the pictures of her that you have shown us.” She whispered.

  “You are beautiful Marci and your mother would be very proud.” Whitney’s father stepped forward and kissed her cheeks.

  “We should get going.”

  Whitney took one arm while she took the other. Allie moved in front of her now, dressed in a beige colored evening gown, all three of them color coordinated. The man in-between them jumped and cussed.

  “Damn it Allie warn me before you go changing my clothes.” He grumbled and pulled down the tux coat.

  Allie laughed and turned around, winking. “Hey you had to match us, plus I know for a fact mom loves seeing you in a tux. Who knows, maybe you’ll get lucky tonight.”

  All three of them laughed, a grin spread across his lips. Music grew louder and the glow of candles grew brighter in the tunnel and Marci gripped her father’s arm tighter.

  Guards lined the tunnel as they moved closer to the main ballroom. Even though this marriage wasn’t the same in the human world, it was taken seriously among their kind. Only an Elder of either species could perform the ceremony.

  They stepped into the opening and onto the silk runner. Her mates stood to the right while Whitney’s stood to the left of runner. All eyes were on them as they slowly made their way down the aisle. Two elder gentlemen stood in the middle of the platform waiting to perform the ceremony.

  Marci glanced at her mates and smiled at the heated looks they gave her. All her men were in their tuxes, but now all of them had matching shirts to go with their dresses. Allie just had to have everything perfect.

  “Hey, I couldn’t let my sisters have their special day ruined by colors not matching, please. Anyway it was funny to watch them jump and growl. They are like little babies, I swear.” Allie teased her and Whitney.

  “I heard that and we are not like little babies, just warn us next time.” Garth grumbled shocking her.

  “How did you…” Marci didn’t finish the sentence they were at the platform. She kissed her Dad’s cheek and stepped up on the platform next to Whitney while her men and Whitney’s moved in behind them.

  Marci listened to the ancient words that were written so long ago, understanding every single word. She grinned, remembering her mother explain the words and even her father had sat down one night and explained the meaning as it pertained to men. Each sentence meant something different for each sex. While her vows meant that she would honor, protect, furnish children and love her mates.

  Her mates vow to her translated into they would place her above anything else, guide her, worship her, love her, but also with a firm hand take no shit from her when there was danger.

  She snorted at that last old part as did Whitney when Marci felt the hand come down on her ass. She squeaked the same time Whitney did and everyone in the room laughed. The elders cleared their throats and held back their grins, announcing them husband and wife. But no rings would be exchanged: only a mark which appeared as soon as the last word was spoken from the elder.

  Old magic swirled around the cavern and a slight burning sensation on her left breast. Marci now carried her mate’s family crest showing she was taken. She glanced up at Garth and saw the small diamond shaped mark on his face near his left eye showing he was taken as did all her mates. She reached up and traced the mark on his face. “You’re mine now, all of you.” She glanced at all of her men. Her heart stumbled it seemed in her chest for a minute as she tried to catch her breath. Her hand flew to their mark shaking.

  “It’s okay Marci it’s just the final connection between mates.” Snaid slipped his arms around her and pulled her off the platform and into the dancing crowd. “Come dance with us, love.”

  Snaid jumped when her dress changed so she could dance. “Damn it!”

  Marci laughed, sliding her arms up his chest and around his neck. “Allie just made it really easy for any man to have free access to certain parts of my body. Now if you don’t want…” She didn’t get anything else out as Snaid captured her mouth i
n a heated kiss. He slid his hands into the slits of her evening gown and lifted her off the ground, grinding her against his cock. The music faded out, she wrapped her fingers into his black silky hair and held on when her back rested against something hard and warm. “We need you, you know, Marci. Will you deny us?” Turck asked moving the back of her dress away from her body, his hard bare lubed cock rubbed against her ass cheeks.

  Marci broke the kiss and stared into Snaid’s gaze. “Take me here and now.” She moaned Turck’s cock broke through the ring of her ass when Snaid’s cock thrust into her now wet pussy. Marci rested her forehead against Snaid’s chest peeking around her.

  People danced, talked, laughed and ignored them while her men moved in and out of her body. “No one is paying attention to us, but we can change that if it pleases you. You did want people watching us claim you.”

  Turck reached around inching his hands into the front of her dress squeezing her breasts. “I love your breasts so full and your nipples are large, pink perfect to suck on.”

  Marci groaned and yanked on Snaid’s hair. “You better be moving us near some place where we can clean up afterwards, I don’t want to ruin another dress tonight.”

  “Really?” Snaid questioned her, a twinkle in his eye and that is when she heard the rip of material. She reached to grab his hands but Snaid grabbed onto her hands, holding them.

  Turck ripped her dress down the front and pulled it off her body, leaving her naked. People around them smiled, men eyed her for a few, but went back to what they were doing. “Now, you don’t have to worry about your dress.”

  She opened her mouth when a ball gag was placed in it and tied around her head. “There, now we won’t hear anything. If you are in pain or you want us to stop, you will wave this hanky,” Garth said as he grabbed one arm and fastened it to the wall while Mad-dock did her other one when Turck pulled out of her.

  Garth placed a small white hanky in her hand and walked around her and Snaid. She was confused and not sure where they were. “You’re wondering how and where you are?” Snaid kissed her neck.

  “Remember the burning sensation, then the panic attack you had earlier?” Snaid pulled out of her and kneeled before, her separating her lips with his fingers staring at her pussy. “One of the effects of our marriage and bonding is an uncontrollable desire, worse than that of the claiming. We brought you to our personal playroom. We made this for you, Marci, for our wedding night, and whenever we want to play again.” The last of his words lost in her pussy as he dove in, his tongue a magical instrument itself as far as she was concerned.

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  Garth removed the ball gag and cupped Marci’s cheek. “Marci, we will explore your need for voyeurism, but for this day you are ours alone. For the rest of the night we will worship you, bring your body to the highest point of pleasure and keep you there until you beg us to stop.” He dropped his head down and captured her mouth her moan.

  Behind him his brothers prepared their wife’s private playroom that they had built for her three months ago, after they had found her. Guards were posted at the entrance and down the hall. No one would be permitted in this side of the underground city. Only her family would be allowed rooms down here, hidden from others and they too had guards loyal to him and Frank. There would be no more fighting, no more death tonight, only love.

  He broke the kiss and lifted her breast up to his mouth all the while he watched her every reaction as he licked her nipple. Snaid grabbed the warm water filled glass dildo from Turck working it into her pussy.

  “How does that feel Marci? Is it too hot?” She shook her head pushing her breasts towards him and he smiled when he grabbed the nipple clamp from Maddock.

  Sucking her nipple, he closed his eyes for just a minute, remembering her walking down the aisle in a replica of her mother’s wedding dress, from so long ago. He had seen pictures, everyone had of that day. To say their guest were shocked and stunned was an understatement. Hell all five of them had to pick their jaws off the floor and rearrange their cocks. That is when he and his brothers knew that Marci might like her sex wild and controlled sometimes, but she also wanted the romance, to be loved, to belong just as her mother had. Tonight all five of them were bound to give her just that.

  Garth rolled her nipple and tightened the clamp watching for any negative reaction. “Tighter Garth, she’s creaming down here like crazy.” Snaid moaned and licked around her clit driving her higher, but refusing to let her come.

  He tightened the adjustments a little more on the clamp and moved on to the next nipple sucking it into his mouth. “Your body is so beautiful when you’re heated and ready for us. Your skin is flushed all over and those little moans.” Garth stepped back away from her after he applied the clamp, as did Snaid.

  All sensations removed from her body while Rafe pulled the bar further out of the wall, making Marci move forward her hands attached to it. Marci glanced up and whimpered the warm glass dildo gone, the jarring movements forward jarred the clamps on her breasts making her moan.

  Marci sucked in a quick breath and glanced around the room, finally seeing the room. She gazed at the flowers, the scented candles, ran her bare toes touched the soft braided rug that covered the floor. “You did this all for me? How?”

  A single tear slipped down her cheek and she used her shoulder to brush it away. “We started preparing this room three-months ago for you, but the little touches were added tonight. Marci you are our life, there will be no other women, just you. How can we not give you all that you crave? Did you think we would not see what you wanted?” Garth slowly stripped out of his clothes all the while she watched.

  Maddock moved behind her, the scent of lavender filled the air as Maddock rubbed down her back and shoulders with warm oil. Rafe slid in front of her with the same oil covering her front side. Her head rolled to the side, her eyes closed and her breathing evened out just as he wanted.

  Garth grabbed the extra blanket and covered the bed and slid on it as Turck unclasped their mate carrying her to the bed well relaxed and lubed. He reached for her and kissed her lips softly.

  “You ready to fly, my wife?” He whispered and thrust his cock into her pussy holding her hips while Maddock climbed onto the bed behind them.

  All the muscles in her pussy clamped down on his cock as Maddock slowly entered her from behind. Snaid and Turck sat on each side of them playing with her clamped nipples and releasing them from their cages.

  Marci sucked in her breath biting at his lip, her gaze never left his. “I want a baby, Garth. Make a baby with me?” She asked shyly.

  All movement stopped, he cupped her face and stared at her.

  With their kind it was always up to the female if a child would be conceived or not. They were the ones who could release their eggs to be fertilized by the male at any time they chose. “Are you sure, Marci? You don’t want to wait?”

  She smiled and licked his lips. “I’ve never been more sure of anything. I want a child from each of you, maybe two. Remember that night in the courtyard?”

  Garth nodded and held his breath. “I watched you that night, even after you sent her away. You just sat there in the night, tears ran down your face and I knew then. No matter what happens with our people, your family or mine, I want your child.” She glanced around at all of them and grinned.

  “You have been dealt so much in your life, but you still put me a head of everything. Don’t think I didn’t see the tears in your eyes earlier either. I knew that any man who could show such emotion would be a wonderful father and husband.”

  Garth could have sworn he saw a shift in her gaze before she leaned down and bit hard on his nipple. He jumped his cock pushed up into her hard and she moaned as did Maddock. “Get

  moving guys. I want our first child!” She snarled and tried to reach for Rafe’s cock, but Rafe grabbed her arms and slid them under his back so she was trapped once more.

  Rafe wrapped her hair around his hand guided her to his cock f
rom above him. His movements became harder and faster. All five of them once more needing to give their mate whatever she needed and right now Garth would not fail her. By tonight she would be pregnant carrying his child and she would want for nothing.

  Snaid reached down and grabbed onto her clit squeezing it. “Come Marci, let it go for us.” Her body tightened up, Garth’s cock felt like it was in a soft vise as her pussy squeezed his cock drawing out his seed. One, twice, three times he moved in and out of her releasing his seed while she screamed around Rafe’s cock.

  He grinned up at Maddock who slapped Marci’s ass as Rafe pulled out of her, she moaned and fell onto his chest. “I love you guys. I was so afraid when I first met you, but when you were gone it was like a piece of me was gone that I never knew was missing.” She glanced up at him tears in her eyes.

  “Don’t let them destroy us, like they did my mom and dad, please.” She trembled in his arms. All five them petted and kissed her surrounding her with their love trying to reassure her they would protect her, but he knew she still held the fear inside her. Snaid pulled her onto his body and glance up at her. “Marci we will do everything we can to protect you, our children and your family, but no one can promise you that others won’t attack. All we can do is surround you with our love and out bodies to protect you. We would give our lives for you Marci never doubt that, but we also fight for our family because we too have lost so much. Together we can build our family and protect them giving them what we didn’t have.”

  Garth got up out of the bed and moved to the small box they had delivered here earlier, picking it up and carrying it to the bed. Snaid pulled Marci in between his legs and sat her up. “Open it, Marci. Tonight we begin anew, but we also bring a little of old with us.”

  Marci’s hands trembled as she slowly lifted the lid of the trunk and gasped. Tears fell down her face as she reached into it and pulled out a small blanket, hers. “How?” She whispered clutching the blanket to her chest.