Chapter 124

Jeff awoke with the taste of woman milk in his mouth. Even before he opened his eyes, he sucked hard on the long nipple, knowing who it belonged to. Although Diana's and Arlene's breasts were almost identical, as well as Susan's, their milk had a slightly different taste.

Diana let him nurse her right breast for a time, then replaced it with her left. A little later, she sighed and said, "That will hold me until after the wedding. I'll use my breast pump at bedtime."

Moving down the bed, she took the head of his cock in her mouth, sucking gently, then licking. "Oh, shit," he said through gritted teeth. "I swear I feel like I could come a gallon."

Diana sucked hard for a moment to make sure her cheeks hollowed the way he liked, then as his cock seemed to get even harder, she slipped her mouth off while still sucking to produce a pop that she knew he liked to hear. When she stood, she made sure her breasts wobbled a little, watching his eyes.

As she pulled her top back on, "I woke you a little early so you won't have to rush your shower and shave. I'll be back in a few minutes to help you get dressed."

He opened his mouth to say he was a grown man and didn't need any help dressing, but thought better of it at the last minute. Now wasn't the time for sarcasm. "I love your breasts," he said, instead.

"Thank you, My Husband. You'll soon have two more sets to play with for life."

"I'm already playing with them. It's not as if..."

"Yeah, I know, but trust me, both Kayla and Mom will feel differently after they're married to you, and as you know, you'll feel differently toward them. Darling, even though we had been legally married for sixteen years, I felt, and still do feel, different after we married each other again, and our sister-wives. I feel closer to you than I ever did before, and now the bond is so intense, I'm constantly aware of it."

"Di, I feel the same way."

"I know you do, Lover. There is something about all this that's just inherently... right."

Jeff stood in the shower, his dick refusing to go down. Crap, I have got to piss before we get started. If I don't, I'll have to do it as soon as we get to the honeymoon suite. Now that would really spoil the mood.

Bracing himself mentally, he flipped the hot water off, locking his teeth lest he scream when the cold water hit his back. Their water came from deep underground. It was cold. Thirty seconds later, he didn't have an erection, but he did have a fine display of goose bumps.

Out of the shower, he rubbed himself briskly with a towel, drained his bladder, shaved, dried his hair and brushed it, put on some cologne, then walked into the bedroom. Arlene and Ann stood, their hands locked together in front of them, looking innocent. He knew damn well they were going to do everything they could to make him hard again.

"I love you two to death, but don't start or I'll take time out for a good spanking."

"Girls, he sounds like he means it," Diana said, walking in.

"But it's so pretty when it stands up," Ann said, grinning.

"My dick is not pretty," he said, trying to snarl, but failing miserably.

"Oh, yes it is," the three said in perfect chorus, just to prove once again that they could.

Jeff had more help to dress than he needed, but he had to admit to himself that he enjoyed the attention. Finally, they pronounced him ready.

Diana reached up to lightly touch her lips to his. "You will meet your brides in the hallway as usual, and will escort them into the small dining room for a light meal. Dave, Helen and Linda are in the living room entertaining the guests. After the meal, we will stand with the big window to our backs and watch your brides come down the stairs and walk up the aisle to us." She paused to wipe a faint smudge of lipstick from his lips. Then in keeping with tradition, she quietly said, "Make me proud, Husband."

Diana lightly kissed him again and turned to go open the door for them, her shoulders back and breasts out, prissing for him on her spike heels. Arlene and Ann each took one of his hands and slipped it inside the plunging neckline of their dresses. Gently he caressed their breasts as the girls said in unison, "Make your new brides walk funny, Husband."

In spite of himself, Jeff blushed, which produced a giggle from the girls.

Diana opened the door for them as each girl took an arm to escort him down the hall. Shortly, they turned the corner and Jeff stopped to admire Susan and Kayla as they stood near the entrance to the small dining room. "They are truly beautiful," he quietly said. "All of you are."

Arlene smiled up at him, "It's their day."

When Jeff, Arlene and Ann had turned the corner, Kayla and Susan both quietly hissed in a breath as they stood holding hands, waiting. "If I faint I'll make a fool of myself," Susan whispered.

Kayla could feel Susan trembling, knowing that she (Kayla) wasn't in much better shape herself. "Unlock your knees," she softly said, "and don't you dare faint. I'm not far from it myself."

They saw Arlene say something to Jeff. Shortly, the three started walking toward them. A couple of steps before Jeff reached his brides, Arlene and Ann stopped and let him go on alone.

"Ladies, you're beautiful," he said as he stood in front of the two nervous women. "Shall we go in?"

He turned as they meshed their arms with his. He could feel Susan trembling and he had already noticed that Kayla's face was flushed. Each tugged his arm close, pushing a breast against him. Feeling the soft mounds pressed into his arms forced him to have to concentrate to keep from having an erection.

Inside the dining room, he seated them, one on either side of the table, and he sat between them at the head. Jennie brought in the "wine," but this time she didn't bother to have him approve the beverage. They had given up on anything having alcohol in it, none of them really being drinkers, anyway. With Little One's enhancements, it was a moot point. Anything they had tried lately with alcohol in it tasted foul. The sparkling grape juice looked like wine, and this particular brand certainly wasn't cheap. It had a nice sharp taste and served the purpose.

Evie had already taken pictures in the hallway. Jeff saw the two video cameras focused on them, and Evie came in to take more stills as they were served and ate their light meal.

The audience turned to look over their shoulders and stood as the music changed. The brides, holding hands, slowly walked down the steps into the living room, then made their way up the long aisle. Diana, Jeff and all his wives stood in a circle near the glass wall, the Prime and his Queen with their backs to the glass. There was the faint sound of thunder in the distance as the heavens opened up and the fury of a snowstorm raged behind the couple. The circle was not complete, though; two places were vacant.

Thunder snow, Jeff thought. Well, I am marrying my mother-in-law. As if reading his mind, Diana squeezed his hand sharply.

The General, Jeff's team, the security team and Sheriff Tate stood in the splendor of their dress uniforms to honor the Prime, his Queen and his new brides. Timed to perfection, the two brides stepped in to close the circle just as the music ended.

Later, the reception drawing to a close, the General and his wives, Ellen and Barbara, approached Kayla. "Well done, Lieutenant."

"Thank you, Sir."

"I sent you to be close to Colonel Matthews and be his last line of defense. I don't think you could be any closer," Whitworth said with a grin.

"Have I overstepped my bounds, Sir? I really do love him, you know."

"I didn't mean to imply anything, Lieutenant. Far from it." Then teasing, "I suppose you are always armed, as I instructed."

Kayla knew he was teasing her, and she suspected he was certain she wasn't armed as she stood before him in her wedding dress. With a movement so quick it startled him, Kayla grasped his hand and pulled it hard against her left inner thigh to feel the baby Glock nestled there. She released his hand and he jerked it clear of her wedding dress, his face suddenly turning a dull red.

Ellen, chuckled and said, "Well, it's not often that we get to see my husband blush. Good for you, Lieutenant."

"I..." Whitworth said, his mind struggling to come up with something to say. Then, "Oh, Hell, Lieutenant, well done." Before he could further embarrass himself, he turned to go talk to Lieutenant Mayfield.

Ellen grabbed Kayla and hugged her. "Congratulations. You make a beautiful bride. Colonel Matthews is a lucky man."

"No, we're the lucky ones," Susan said as she walked up and put her arm around Kayla, "particularly me. I have my youth back and I have the man I've lusted after for years. I'm one of many, but I'm going to be the best wife I can be; hopefully that will make up for a little of the misery I've put him through in the past."

Barbara, the General's other mate, said, "That man loves you. Why don't you just put all that behind you and concentrate on loving him? I doubt if he would have married you if he held a grudge."

"That's what he says, too, and he said we wouldn't mention it again, but I'm as nervous as a virgin. He's going to carry me into that suite in a few minutes, and despite my age and having been married for years to my first husband, I'm..."

" ... Going to be happy," Barbara finished for her. "And here comes your new husband now."

Ellen and Barbara hugged Jeff and went to rejoin the General.

Jeff stepped up to his brides, putting his arms around Susan from behind, leaning down to kiss her neck. "It's about time to go, My Loves. Ready for a rice shower? I told Arlene I would spank her butt if she hit me with that stuff as hard as she did last time."

Kayla grabbed her husband, holding him as Susan turned and did the same. Kayla held her left hand out so the shiny gold band could catch the light, and laughed aloud. "I'll put up with a little rice to have my dreams come true." Then to Jeff, she continued, "I used to watch your vids, and dream. Those dreams came true a few minutes ago. I'm ready to consummate our marriage. How about you, Sister-wife?"

"If I don't faint before we get to that suite," Susan said, holding her hand out to show how it was shaking.

Jeff put a hand on either side of her face and kissed her hard, releasing a small amount of pheromones. When he moved his face back from hers, still maintaining the gentle touch of his hands on her face, he could see Susan's eyes dilate.

Jeff's other wives came up, led by Arlene. Each kissed Jeff for a few seconds, then touched their lips to first Susan's, then Kayla's. Diana was last as she pulled her mate's head down to glue her mouth to his for a few seconds. "You have made me proud today, My Husband. Now I don't have to worry about my mother any longer. Make her yours tonight, My Love. Make her remember this night forever. I know that Kayla's dreams have just come true, also, so make her your wife forever, too. But you need to kiss the girls before you go. I'm sure they're a bit tense right now."

Jeff turned to the three girls who were standing back a little, hesitant. "Come here," he quietly said.

Putting his arms around all three of them, he hugged them for a second. After a moment, he pulled back a little. "Twenty-four hours from now it will be the four of us walking down that hall to the honeymoon suite." He tapped his wedding ring with a finger. "Each of you will be wearing a mate to this ring. You will be my wives forever. Tonight, please rejoice with me for I will soon make love to two new wives, and tomorrow night, they will rejoice because I will be making love to the three of you."

He kissed each of them, and they all clung to him. "We'll be waiting," Whitney choked out.

Arlene, having kept a watchful eye out in case the newlyweds should try to sneak away, yelled out, "They're leaving!"

Jeff grabbed his new wives, herding the women in front of him to shelter them as best he could from the hail of rice. He tried to hunch his head down in his collar as Arlene's handful stung the back of his neck. Jeff quickly decided that his team was having entirely too much fun as they pelted their Colonel with the tiny missiles. Laughing, the three ran down the hall. At the door to the honeymoon suite, he took time out to shake some of the rice out of his collar.

Kayla grabbed his face and kissed him hard. When she stepped back, Susan did the same as Arlene led a chorus of wolf whistles and good-natured calls from the guests who had remained just outside the reception hall.

Jeff's wives stood as a group with Diana a step in front as quiet descended. Even at this distance, Jeff could see the pride on her face. My Queen would look regal in a toe sack. I'm so lucky to have her.

Jeff turned to his new wives even as he saw Kayla cut her eyes toward Susan, sending him a silent message. He leaned over and took Susan in his arms, picking her up, kissed her hard, spun around making her squeal, then touched the partially open door with his foot and walked into the sitting room to gently deposit Susan on the couch.

"Be back in a second."

In the hallway, he kissed Kayla hard, picked her up and spun around with her as he had Susan.

"Sleep well, Daddy," Arlene called out as everyone laughed.

With a giggling Kayla in his arms, he walked into the suite and pushed the door to with his foot. Sitting Kayla on the couch beside her sister-wife, he leaned down and kissed first Kayla, then Susan.

"Shall we have another glass of our fake wine?" he asked, picking up the bottle from the ice bucket.

"I don't..." Kayla started.

But Susan interrupted, "I think that would be nice."

Kayla nodded that she would have some juice after all, realizing that Susan was delaying.

Jeff took three chilled glasses from the refrigerator, and poured for them. With a flourish, he handed a glass to each of his new wives. "At least I didn't have to fight the cork this time. I guess I'll never be a wine connoisseur now," he joked. "Of course, I probably wouldn't have been even if I could drink anything with alcohol in it, but Little One ended my connoisseur days before they even started."

As they touched their glasses, he said, "To us and forever."

Both women wondered at the toast, but repeated it, "To us and forever," they said in unison.