It wasn't how she had planned things. Marrying by special license was for sluts and love sick fools. But at this point she was likely both of those things.
Bea turned to her husband after they sat in the coach. "I don't believe this was the morning ride, Father expected."
"The 'morning ride' was at two this morning, and you, my dear, were an excellent jockey," Thomas teased his new wife as she smacked his arm.
Reminding her of their early morning antics, got her a little aroused, "Daddy, when we get home..."
She was running her finger down his lapel and batting her eyes at him. "Well, minx, we have some things to discuss when we get home. Damien will be there."
Oh! She forgot the captain. I hope he didn't put a damper on their honeymoon.
After settling in at home, they heard Damien barreling down the stairs calling out for Thomas. "Tommy! Ya hitched?"
"We are here, Damien," Thomas called to Damien. How informal these two were!
"Ah, the lovely Lady Beatrix," Damien said as he bowed over her offered hand. "So have you two talked about me yet?"
Talked about him? It was their wedding day, why would Damien come up?
"We were just about to. Care to join us?"
"Of course I'll join you. I'll stand for this," he replied and walked to the fireplace.
"Well, Bea, there are a few things we need to discuss about how Damien fits in...here," Thomas started. "I first met Damien my first trip out to sea. Grace saw off the ship. She was feeling better that day, and wanted to say farewell. Damien saw her and made a comment to me later about how he would like to fuck her."
"He told me to fuck off!" Damien recalled chuckling.
"Yes, well, no man had ever said such a thing about her to me. Damien didn't know I had not had sex with my wife in years," he looked at Bea and she knew she looked surprised. "A tale for another day. Anyway, that night we all had a bit too much drink and I ended up asking Damien what he had in mind with my wife."
"Yes, it was more like 'how would you fuck her?'" Damien corrected him. "He is a dirty one when drunk." He winked.
"Fine. Anyway, he began to go in to detail about how he would like to use my wife. It was so crude. But thrilling to me. He then asked if I would want to watch. And that stunned me. It was nothing I had considered before. But after a few moments, I said 'yes.'"
"Brother, it was more like 'God yes, please,'" Damien interjected again.
"It was very arousing to me. Anyway, we spoke of it a lot during the voyage. What he would do to her, me watching, and then he started to tell me about how he would essentially rule the home. Basically take my place as the man of the house," Thomas said. "The idea was incredible. He told me my wife would never truly want me again. That Grace would consult him on things around the home. That she would prefer his big cock."
"Well, it's true," Damien winked at Bea and she gasped in shock.
"Indeed. And he also wanted to direct me in the bedroom, too. So basically be in charge of how we had sex," Thomas continued.
"I'm dominant. I take control of all things, pet," Damien added so that Bea could truly understand his nature.
"So over the years we have played at it a bit with some mistresses and other ...nice ladies..."
"Sluts," Damien smirked.
"Yes, loose morals," Thomas tried to be less harsh. "When Damien saw you..."
"You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Women like you aren't on the docks or in the ports I frequent. Your beauty outshines even Tommy's first wife. Like snow and sun and rain, all mixed together," Damien waxed poetic.
"I'm flattered, sir, but what does..."
"Damien told me all of this, and made me rethink marriage. I was skeptical until that kiss. I knew right away that you had a high sex drive, Bea...and you could handle two lovers," Thomas said with a bit of hesitation in his voice.
"Wait...two lovers? So you think that...so you want to do...live out your..."
"Dreams? Fantasies? Needs?" Thomas offered. "Yes. I want you to also bed Damien."
Bea jumped up from her seat. "How could we...what would people...?" She didn't know what to say or ask.
"Calm down, baby. Come sit on daddy's lap and let's talk about your concerns," Thomas offered with a pat to his lap. She looked at Damien. She seemed a little embarrassed that he was seeing such an intimate moment with Thomas. But she went over and sat with her arms around him.
"Daddy, huh? Well this is different..."
"Don't worry, it isn't to circumvent your dominant status. She just needs a caregiver, and she already sees me like a...father figure," Thomas explained.
"I don't mind, Tommy. I would never treat her like anything more than mine, and you as nothing more than a cuckhold," Damien said as he looked down at Thomas holding Bea.
"Daddy, I-I don't know him..." Beas whispered to Thomas.
"Are you attracted to him, baby?" Thomas asked Bea.
She took some time to study Damien again. His hair was back but falling down to the sides from running his hands through it. The scar on his right cheek made him look dangerous, but his eyes and smile made you want to ignore the danger. Now that she saw him standing she knew he was taller than Thomas but not by much. And those shoulders and arms. God bless. He could carry the world upon them. Atlas come alive.
"I'm sure all women are..." she started to say.
"Don't feed his ego, baby," Thomas joked. Damien nodded and laughed.
"Will you get mad at me, Thomas?" She asked.
"Of course not. Part of this for me is jealousy, have no doubt, but I want you to have a man like Damien. I know he can please you better than I can," Thomas said.
"You want to be jealous?" She asked.
"Yes, part of it. It makes we want to prove myself afterwards. Plus I have submissive side to me. It is not all of who I am sexually, but this appeals to my sexual nature."
"Are you a homosexual?"
"Oh no! No. But when Damien has told me to um..."
"Suck my cock," Damien re-entered the conversation.
"Yes, that...then I did," he said.
"Did you like it?"
"Yes, but mainly because I was doing something I was told..."
"Would I like it?" She asked.
Both men laughed. "God I hope so," Damien said. "Wanna try, love?"
"Damien!" Thomas interjected.
"What? The servants know to stay away. She wants to try. I want it," Damien said. "If you act like this, Thomas, then things won't work."
"Fine, I'm sorry I spoke," Thomas apologized.
"See? The nobleman likes for a commoner to boss him about," Damien pointed out more for Thomas's benefit. "So how about that cock sucking?"
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Uncommon Places, Book 3 in Autumn Club Series
RomanceThe doors to society were slowly closing, but when one door closes another door opens. Beatrix must marry. But despite her fashionable looks, her options were limited. Thomas was a widower with a desire to share his life. But in more ways than one...
