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ever had inside her. 
    Lewis and Henry watched as they held her to the bed.  Neither of them touched her anywhere except the arms they held to the bed.  As soon as she cried out in pleasure, George moved away, even though she knew he hadn’t finished and took her arm from Henry, who knelt between her thighs. 
    And so it went.  Each man would fuck her until she found her pleasure, and then they would switch positions.  It got to where she had no idea which of them was pounding away inside her.  Her head moved back and forth across the bed, and she moaned over and over. 
    She’d climaxed so many times she didn’t think she’d ever walk again, and finally, she begged them to stop.  The man who was about to enter her said, “You’re our mare, aren’t you?”
    She moaned, nodding.  “Yes, I’m whatever you want me to bed.”
    He laughed, moving inside her, his thrusts hard and fast, but no longer playful.  She felt his seed fly out of him, and they switched places again.  Each of them had her one last time to finish, and then they left the room, with her still lying blindfolded in the dark, her pussy throbbing from their hard use.
    They brought her supper later, one of them feeding her the stew she’d had simmering on the stove when they came in.  She felt so tender, she truly wasn’t sure she’d be able to move the next day.  She could feel the bite marks on her neck and breasts, but the main soreness was in her pussy.  Even her first day there, they hadn’t put her pussy to such hard use.
     
    Chapter Eleven
     
    Marina was careful the following day, taking tiny steps and moving slowly.  She was angry with the men for using her so hard that she could barely move.  She’d enjoyed it, but they’d known it would leave her this sore.  She looked out the window at the mare in the corral and wondered if she felt the same after the way the stallion had mounted her.
    Just before lunch, she heard the door open and turned to see which of the men had come home first.  No one but her three husbands had been to the ranch in the months she’d been in Montana.  It was September, so she’d been there a full three months. 
    She startled when she saw a stranger with blond hair and blue eyes walk into the room.  She was wearing nothing, as was her habit, and she knew her hair was slightly messy.  The bite marks on her neck and breasts embarrassed her more than her nudity, though.
    The man walked to her without saying a work, stroking her cheek.  She backed away from him.  “Who are you? And what the hell are you doing in my house?” she asked.
    “I’m Jake.  Jake Underwood.  I live on the next ranch over with my five brothers.”  His eyes traveled up and down her body, obviously noting the bites on her neck and chest.  “Did the Maddix brothers kidnap you or something? You look like you’ve been used real rough.”
    She shook her head.  “No, I was a mail order bride.”  She refused to respond to his assertion that she’d been used roughly.
    Jake grinned.  “For all three of them?”
    She shrugged, unwilling to admit to that fact, but knowing the marks on her body made it very clear.  “What do you want?”
    Jake sat at the table and tilted his cowboy hat back.  “Well, it’s like this.  I came over here to see the boys, but I didn’t know they’d taken a bride.”  He stared at her breasts, his eyes going down to her mound.  “You looking for men who’ll treat you a bit better?  Our ranch is bigger than their’s, and we even have a couple of servants.”
    She shook her head, shocked at what the man was suggesting.  She couldn’t leave the Maddix brothers, she paused and realized that she couldn’t leave them because she loved them.  Even spank happy Henry. “No, I’m happy here.”  And she was, for the most part.  Sure, she was annoyed with them over how sore she was today, but she’d certainly enjoyed herself while they’d had her.
    Jake kept looking at her.