Chapter 7

Wedding night

Nexus Ranch

Harborton Washington

As she reclined on the huge bed awaiting her man. Maria knew she should be nervous. But for whatever reason she wasn’t. Maybe it was due to her sister-wives patient coaching. Maybe it was because they had delayed their own wedding night for her and she was determined to make the very best of it. She had made a promise to herself that she would give her virginity to the man she loved on their wedding night and not before. It was the silly romantic idea of a schoolgirl, but still, it had felt right to her.

That is up until the attack of the Hellhounds. It had been such a close thing for all of them, but Ben had actually been nearly lost in the land of death. As Maria had laid there alongside him, willing him to live, she knew she would never be the same without him and had deeply regretted that they hadn’t shared the greatest intimacy.

Maria swore then that she would give herself to him at the first moment possible. No more silly waiting. Life was short, much too short to waste another precious drop of it- wedding or no wedding. She never said anything directly to her sisters but somehow they sensed it. She also understood that the others wanted their arrangement to be formalized, especially with children on the way, and who wouldn’t want a fun wedding with friends and family? But the reason to bump up the schedule was to ensure that Maria was a part of them completely, as soon as possible.

Maria was extremely close to her sisters but knew there were things they had left to share and some things they knew that she didn’t. They each had been touched by a goddess and given gifts to use in their struggles. Maria didn’t know how she felt about that yet. The responsibility seemed enormous to her- she only hoped she could live up to what was expected if a goddess or other force chose to give her a gift.

It was unsaid, but deeply felt, that the time they would need these gifts again was soon. Her sisters all had some small ability to feel things to come but Sarah was never wrong and Maria intuited that something major was stirring that would impact them all. The arrival a few days ago of a gifted girl and her warrior mom seemed to solidify the premonition among her sisters.

They needed her now, just as she needed them and Ben.

Ben didn’t know what to expect. Each of his girls was different.

Maria and he had, of course, fooled around some. He knew her body as she knew his but not at the same level as the others. He could always feel the exact location of his other women whenever they were even if they weren’t in the same vicinity. It was as if they were tied together by some invisible, unbreakable ribbon. Sometimes he even had a glimpse of what they were feeling as they made love together. But Maria was a mystery still.

He didn’t know exactly how to approach her either. Lizzie had also been a virgin but Maria was much more petite and delicate. The very last thing Ben wanted was to hurt her in any way. He was a little afraid that he might get carried away by raw lust. All of his women were achingly beautiful and sexy beyond belief but Maria was all that plus shy and demure. He knew exactly what the others needed of him it was literally imprinted in his DNA, but Maria? Would he know how to please her?

He hesitated opening the door. Would she be fully clothed? Or naked? Lingerie maybe? The anticipation was tantalizing beyond belief. Taking a deep calming breath, he opened the door.

Wow.

He could tell he was standing there mute with his jaws flapping about idiotically like a stranded goldfish. But he couldn’t move his feet.

On the white satin comforter was a vision of caramel perfection. Rose-scented candles grouped about the bed painted her skin in an amber-golden glow. She was wearing one of his crisp white dress shirts and nothing else. The fine Egyptian cotton covered her slight figure to mid-thigh where the abrupt transition from white to warm mocha-colored skin drew his eyes down along long smooth tapered legs to perfectly formed feet with nails painted a deep rose color.

“Ahem...” Maria cleared her throat.

“Um.” was the best he could do, as now he was captured by her rich coffee-dark eyes and impossibly long lashes framed by tousled, raven-wing, hair falling in waves about her head and shoulders.

“You like?” she said shifting slightly. The tip of her tongue slipped out with feline grace and lightly caressed her naturally carmine, upper lip.

A slight shivering shrug uncovered a small chocolate-drop tipped breast that peeked shyly out from cover as if to say ‘Hi! Come see me,’ but Ben was still rooted in place.

“Uh Ben, this isn’t going to work unless you get closer. A lot closer.” Maria said with a slight blush.

“Um, yes of course.” Ben finally shook himself loose. He knew he would never understand how- but at this moment, she seemed both wanton and innocent. He stepped carefully to the bedside.

“Oh, this must be for me!” Said Maria as she reached out and cupped him in her dainty hand through his boxer briefs.

Ben sucked in his breath at the flood of sensations that lit him up like a mall Christmas tree. Little Ben unlike his alleged owner was not shy at all and in fact, was fully engaged in the process.

“Let’s get rid of these shall we?”

Maria sat up crosslegged and as she reached for him, the shirt opened revealing her sculpted collar bones and perfectly uptilted cone-shaped breasts. The tails of the shirt fell about her hips hiding the promised land in shadow, but he could tell it was there- Maria’s scent rose about them warm and musky and fecund with promise. Ben had smelled her arousal before but not like this! Each of his women was different. Mei was delicate spring blossoms and citrus. Kelly was bronzey amber musk, deep and complex. Sarah was like the ocean- briney and fresh like the breeze off white-capped waves. Lizzie was warm and spicy almost peppery. But Maria was like the smoky earth- moist with dark heat and a molten core.

His briefs fell in a puddle to the floor and without hesitation Maria took him into her mouth, her full generous lips caressing him wetly. Ben felt the singular sensation shoot like fireworks through his entire body and he had to fight to keep from thrusting forward. Her mouth was generous yes- but she was still so petite and he didn’t want to choke her with his thickness.

Maria had done this before, but tonight was different. Ben couldn’t think straight but in an instant of clarity, it came to him what was different. Before it was as if she were ‘borrowing’ him. Tonight she was taking what was hers.

With a slurpy sexy sound, she backed off little Ben with a grin. Ben was relieved as he didn’t think he could have lasted much longer. The look of her sweet innocent-looking face as she lewdly sucked him was about all he could take.

“That’s enough of that for now, I just needed a taste.”

With that Maria- still sitting, skootched gracefully back on the bed. She lowered her head slightly for a second as if shy, then gave a silky shrug. The crisp white shirt fell from her shoulders revealing all, and her smoldering eyes flicked upward from under her dark brows to fix his hypnotically.

With a move that the first woman had probably perfected. Maria leaned back on her elbows and ran her right foot up her opposite leg until it was provocatively tucked under her buttocks and her leg cocked up and out. They both knew what this ancient body language meant- ‘ I am open to the idea- but you are going to have to come and get me’.

Ben could feel his need sharpen his focus- details were revealed that had escaped him in their previous encounters. He could see the jewel-like glistening where her own need was apparent just under the incredibly soft, spare, fluff of dark hair at her center.

Ben’s mouth ran dry as he kneeled on the bed, reaching out for her. He began hearing a low, almost inaudible growling sound and was shocked to find out it was coming from deep inside his chest.