Chapter 6

The night before:

Bill and Kathy had just finished making love, and were lying on their sides facing each other as they lay on the bed. As Kathy stroked Bill's face, he smiled at her as she stared into his eyes.

"What?" he quietly laughed.

"Oh, I was just wondering," she mused, her voice barely audible to him.

"Wondering what?" he asked pulling a strand of hair away from her sweaty face.

"Oh, nothing. It's not important," she said touching his lips. "I love you."

"I love you, too. Now what's the matter?" There was a hesitation, then Bill continued, "We've agreed if anything is bothering us, we're going to talk it out. Now what's wrong?" he said, a sinking feeling in his gut.

Kathy put her face against his neck, snuggling into him. After a moment, "You thought of her tonight..."

"Kathy..."

"Oh, I don't know exactly when. But earlier tonight, you thought of her didn't you?"

"Kathy, I love you..."

Kathy pulled back so she could look him in the eye.

"Yes. I thought of her; wondered if she were all right, something ... I don't know what, made me think of her, think that ... I'm sorry, Baby. Please don't let..."

Kathy kissed him, then pulled back a little. "I'm not. I felt something too. That's why I asked. Somehow I, ah, thought of her myself and well, I sort of felt that she's in trouble. And somehow I ... knew that you did too. I don't know how, but maybe I can somehow feel some of the things you do, because, well, I know I wasn't guessing that you were thinking of her or the reason why."

"Baby, we're married now — you and I. I shouldn't be thinking of..."

"Hush. We're not just married; we're bonded. We've both changed and I, at least, knew what I was getting into. Ours isn't a legal marriage. You can't get legally married until after your divorce is final. Ours is something beyond that."

"Where is this going? We've discussed this yesterday. I'm not going back on my word. Surely, you know me better than that?"

"Yeah, I do. But..."

"Baby, what's wrong?" Bill whispered.

Kathy sighed, then after a moment, "It's about the changes in us. Why should we both have the same feeling at the same time about Jill? I'm not worried about her. I'm worried for her. Stop worrying about me; stop worrying about us. We're together now, and us together feels so right. But there is something else going on, and somehow it's about, well..."

"Baby, I'm yours now. I can't help what I feel, but I am yours."

Kathy touched her fingers to his mouth for a moment. "No, that's not what I want. I know that you're special..."

"Look, Baby, all that about Alphas is..."

"Hush. Don't say it. Remember the hunt for Jeff? We were both there, and I was with Jeff when we hid in that closet in the basement. The time before that, I was with them — you were there, too. They didn't hunt for him; they just went to where he was. His wives really know where he is all the time, and Evie says that she is beginning to be able to know where Dave is, too. Jeff's wives weren't faking, and I don't think Evie is either. I'm wondering when I'm going to start feeling where you are. Evie was happy as could be tonight with the others entering into their marriage..." she wound down thinking.

Kathy turned over onto her back, looking in the direction of the ceiling, but her eyes weren't focused on it. "Diana says that the Queen Bitch syndrome seems to begin when the Alpha calls another wife, or maybe even when the Queen decides to add to the marriage."

"Uh, Baby, I'm totally satisfied with you. You're all the woman I can handle."

"We made love only twice during the week while we were gone, Bill." When he started to say something, she hushed him. "I know. Believe me, I was as tired as you were after all that flying. But I think some of it was you felt a little guilty, didn't you?"

"Kathy, that's absurd. I had committed to you, and you know it."

"Well, maybe it is, but we're relaxed now, and you just made tender love to me. You ate me to a great climax, and then you loved me with that great cock of yours, but I still feel like..."

"Baby, I'm forty-four years old. I'm not..."

"Bullshit, Bill. Dave just went in the suite next door with three women."

"And how do you know that?" he teased. "We came in here before they went in their suite."

"Oh, I know that, silly, but he did; they were right behind us, and Evie has told all of us that he won't have any trouble having sex with all of them. As a matter of fact, she's insisted that he can fuck her to death, and probably will all three of them. Obviously, Jeff doesn't have any problem with the seven he's had. I told you about hearing the girls teasing each other about walking 'funny.' And with whatever Jeff has done to us..."

"Baby, where is all this heading?"

Kathy hesitated for a moment, her brow wrinkling. "I don't know. I'm thinking out loud, I guess. I wasn't sure before about things that Diana said would happen to me, but now I am. And this isn't one of those. I don't feel anything like what Evie said she felt about Linda or Kim. But I don't feel threatened by Jill, either. I'm worried about her, because, well, I sort of feel that's she's terrified, and not just for herself. It almost felt like I, well, felt her terror and more. It's almost like regret and maybe guilt."

"Baby, I..."

Kathy turned slightly back toward her new husband and hushed him with a finger to his lips. "But more than that, Honey. I felt that you felt the same thing; that somehow you were feeling what she felt. Diana never mentioned anything like that. That I'd feel what you feel, sure, she told me about Jeff and the bear. But she never said anything about her feeling what Jeff was feeling from someone else. When Joyce was shot, she knew that Jeff was almighty upset, but she learned it was about Joyce because Jeff told, not because she felt Joyce herself.

After a moment, Kathy continued, "Somehow, I'm feeling what you are feeling from Jill, not about Jill, but from Jill. And that I don't understand, well, I don't understand why. There are lots of things going on that I don't understand, but I can accept that they're happening. Do you remember that really strange, well, different, anyway tone of voice from Frank when he blessed Caitlin and Joyce at the wedding? Maybe this is something like that. But, I do think that you're still worried, or upset, or something — about Jill — maybe I am, too."

"Baby, I'm not..."

"Then fuck me. You made love to me; now fuck me. We're supposed to meet at the hot tub in the morning — us wives. I don't want to be the only one there with a pussy that's not even swollen. Your daughter is going to be there in the morning and I will be amazed if she isn't wrecked."

Suddenly sliding down in the bed, she straddled his legs. Grasping his cock, she lowered her mouth to it and sucked.

"Kathy," he hissed. He was going to protest that he was wet from their combined spend, but it was too late for a warning.

When his cock was standing tall, Kathy popped her mouth off to look at him with a devilish grin. Quickly turning around, she came to all fours. Looking back over her shoulder, "Mount up; the night is young."

Dave finally had all three of his women in the bedroom, but they didn't stay in the bed where he put them. "Our dresses are a little more elaborate than the Matthews' are. So we need to get them off and hang them up. Besides," Evie quipped, "this might not be the last marriage and we want to keep the dresses pristine."

Dave hesitated as he started to run the zipper down Linda's back. "Very funny, my little doll..."

"Queen," Evie interjected.

"Uh, Queen," he said looking at her as he pushed the zipper the rest of the way down its track.

Evie just stared at him with her best innocent look as Kim turned her back to Dave, and he slid that zipper down as well.

"Now, me, Baby," Evie said turning her back to him. When he had the zipper down, she turned to face him, "Now scat for a few minutes. We'll call you when we're ready."

Dave went back into the sitting room, leaving the door slightly ajar so he could hear Evie's call. Slipping off all but pants and tee-shirt, he sat on the couch and fretted.

Oh, crap. Evie said that I was to carry Kim in first — did that. But I'm to make love to Linda first. I'm going to screw this up. Hell, I was all thumbs trying to pull those zippers down. Why didn't they do it for each other? Oh, I guess it must be some type of symbology or something. Uh, I did that for Evie when we got married the first time, he remembered.

Eyeing the bottle of expensive wine in the ice bucket, he almost reached for it. No. You don't drink, you idiot, at least not enough to notice. I know that I'm going to screw up in there, but at least I'll do it sober. What are they doing in there? They're...

"Come in," three voices said in unison — perfect unison. Practiced unison, he thought.

He got up and walked to the door, pushing it slowly open. The lights had been turned down, slightly, but although there was still plenty of light to see by, it just wasn't glaring, anymore. He stopped in mid stride. Well, she could always surprise me; now this.

All three women were nude. Kimberly, her midnight black hair covering the pillow, lay on her left side. Her head was on her arm looking at him for the present, but it was obvious that the pose — for that is what it was — was meant to position her so that she could watch Linda as she made love.

His blond pixy Queen sat to Kimberly's left, a pillow behind her with her back against the head of the bed and her legs curled up. Linda lay on her back with her dark blond head in Evie's lap.

Evie spoke up. "They're both virgins, My Love. They wanted me to be part of this, and I will be..."

"All of us talked about the Queens — the Matthews and us. Evie says that she can feel it, and we believe her," Linda said.

"We want her to be as much a part of this as she can be. She's our Queen," Kim said, her voice full of emotion.

"So, I'm supposed to make love to Linda first?" Dave said.

"Yes," they unisoned again.

Dave stood looking at his three wives for a moment, the two girls blushing from being nude in front of him; Evie smiling from ear to ear.

"Okay," he finally answered simply. Quickly, he dropped the rest of his clothes, then made his way between Kim and Linda, forcing Kim to roll to her back to give him room.

"You're beautiful," he told a confused Kim — and kissed her. At first, she tried to talk into his mouth telling him he was supposed to make love to Linda, but he increased the pressure of his kiss, losing himself, and her. After the kiss, he touched his lips to her eyes, then her ear, drawing gasps from her. Trailing down her throat, he kissed his way to her breasts.

Tonguing first one nipple, then the other, he suckled her, eventually going back to her mouth after a prolonged time, feeling Evie's hand gently stroking his arm.

"I'll be back," he said, again kissing Kim's eyes, then turning to Linda.

"Hi, Baby."

"Hey," she answered suppressing a giggle.

"You ready for this?" he grinned down at her.

"You bet. If I were any more ready, I would explode."

Leaning over her, his lips almost touching, "Oh, I think I can get you more ready," he said, just touching his lips to hers. Kissing around her mouth, feather-light, he kissed her lips for a second, then moved on.

Abruptly, he moved his lips down her body, just touching, heading straight for her sex, then stopped when he got to the bow. Taking it in his teeth, he gently lifted it, its glue bond parting easily.

He could smell her — similar to Evie's smell, yet subtly different. He had teased her enough. Dropping the bow off the side of the bed, he gently licked up through her folds, stopping just short of her clitoris. Sliding down a little further, he settled in for the duration, but knowing that his neck would be tired soon at this angle, he lifted her legs onto his shoulders and rolled her bottom up a little.

If Linda even noticed, she didn't comment, for her first orgasm hit soon after he started, even before he tongued her clit. He backed away slightly, continuing to slowly lick, until she came down, then increased the pressure of his tongue, this time including her clit at the top of his stroke.

She arched her back up, clamped her legs together, and told the world she was having a good time.

This time as he focused on her while she was coming down, her pussy lips standing open from his licking and the pressure of his hands, he could just make out her hymen peeking back at him.

Dave looked up to catch Evie's eye. "Now," she mouthed to him. "Now."

As Dave slid forward positioning himself above his new bride and reached down to guide himself, Linda gasped out, "No. I want Evie to do it. Let her position your cock for me."

He didn't know whether they had talked about this or not, but he waited staring at Evie, remembering what Jeff had told him about letting the women run some things about sex. "Sometimes, you are in command — sometimes, the women. If it's something about the marriage, best to let them run things. You will always come out ahead," he had said. Dave held himself near Linda's entrance while Evie squirmed around, took his cock in her hand and lined him up.

While she was holding him, he eased forward until he was seated in Linda's opening, then paused again as Evie resumed her position with Linda's head in her lap and Evie once more sitting partway up.

"It's going to hurt a little, Baby," Dave warned, staring his new bride in the eye.

"I know. It's part of becoming a woman — part of becoming your wife," she said rising up a little to kiss him. Just as their lips parted, he lunged his hips forward. Her hymen broke.

Linda let out a little yelp; her body tensing and her face scrunching up. Dave just held still, the head of his cock just past the remains of her hymen. Kissing the sudden beads of sweat off her face, he asked, "All right?"

"Mmmm hummm," she said, nodding her head a couple of times, her eyes squinched tight.

"Kiss her, Dave," Evie said as Kim looked on, her eyes glued to Dave's cock as it nestled in Linda's folds, her own breathing mimicking Linda's.

Soon after Dave started kissing her, Linda responded, then breaking the kiss, "Sorry. I guess it hurt a little more than I expected. But the pain is almost gone now..."

Dave took his cue and pushed a little more, then pulled back, repeating the cycle. Linda tensed to begin with, the raw feeling of her torn hymen returning, but soon the pain was replaced by the feeling of being stuffed full of his wonderful cock.

"Hold yourself up a little and let me see," she whispered to him.