by Casey Morgan
“You’d think this place would have bigger beds,” said Connor. “I’ll have to suggest it to Brody.”
“Aye,” agreed Seth. “There’s an untapped marketplace. Couples like us.”
“It’s not like they don’t know them,” said Connor. “Anyone else need a drink?”
“Like a drink-drink or water?” I asked. “Because I just want water.”
“All right, give me a tic,” said Connor.
Connor quickly slipped on his clothes but didn’t bother with his shoes. He walked out of the room and as he did so, realized the door was unlocked the entire time.
“Ooops,” he said.
Connor put the “Do Not Disturb” sign on the knob and headed out.
“Everything was fine down at the bakery today,” said Tavish. “But, I’ve been away too long. I will have to go in tomorrow.”
“Me too,” agreed Ronan.
“What about your travel agency?” I said. “You’ve been away for a while too.”
“Not really,” said Ronan. “I routed all my calls and emails to my phone. I’ve basically been doing my job this entire time without interruption. Is that how you do your job?”
“I can’t do everything through the phone,” I said. “I’m old fashioned. I need a laptop. I don’t know how anyone types without a keyboard. Just feels more natural to me.”
Connor returned with a large tray full of ice waters and snacks.
“Compliments of the management,” he said. “Shanna says hello by the way.”
“Did you lock the door this time?” asked Tavish.
Connor set the tray on the table, then walked back to the door and locked it. We pulled the table close to the bed, as there were only two chairs in the room. Connor sat in one and Tavish in the other. The rest of us sat on the edge of the bed. The snacks consisted of a cheeseboard with sausages, crackers and some soda bread. We ate and drank, renewing our strength for the fun to come.
After finishing the food, we pushed the table out of the way and I kissed Connor, then Tavish, then Ronan and then Seth. Connor got undressed as the rest of the boys started to feel me up and play with my pussy. It was already sensitive and ready.
“That feels good,” I said. “Let me help you boys feel good.”
I got down on my knees and started kissing and licking their cocks.
“Mmm,” I said, licking Tavish’s cock and then Seth’s. “So many nice hard cocks. I’m a lucky girl.”
Licking up and down Tavish’s shaft, I continued to stroke Ronan and Seth. I switched and licked Seth, taking each one of his balls in my mouth and swirling it around gently. He moaned his approval.
Connor now joined us, and I give him a little extra time. I sucked his shaft to full erection in a minute, sucking on it as enthusiastically as I could. I tickled his scrotum with my tongue and pressed my face against it.
“Ah, yeah, that’s it,” he moaned.
I stood up and threw myself forward on the table so that my ass was ready to go.
“Fill me up!” I demanded. “Fuck me just like this. Fill me up with your cum.”
Connor went first, sticking his hard, long cock deep into my pussy. I held onto the table as he pounded me with gusto. The legs of the table shook against the floor and my pussy walls vibrated as he fucked me to orgasm and filled me with his hot seed.
“Yes!” I squealed. “More. Fill me. Fill meeee!”
Connor pulled out and without looking up, I could tell that Seth was next. He was a little rougher than the others. His strokes were manly and hard. I felt his strength and dominance as he grabbed my hair on the back of my head and fucked me into the table with all his might. He exploded inside me, grunting and groaning like the man-beast he was.
“Fuck yeah. Fuck Yeah,” he grunted, pumping every last drop of cum in me.
I was shaking, and my knees wanted to buckle, but I wanted to endure more. I wanted to be tortured by this pleasure train and I refused to stop until all my elves were satisfied. Ronan went next. I was already dripping with cum and I could feel it running down the insides of my thighs, but I wanted more.
“Ooooh-oh,” moaned Ronan immediately, as he pushed his hard cock into my tender pussy. “So warm.”
He gently fucked me. It was beautiful the way his cock railed me. His hands pressed down upon my back and I could tell he was getting more and more aroused. But Ronan needed reassurance more often than not. He enjoyed encouragement, so I gave it to him.
“Yes, Ronan. Yes!” I cried. “Fuck me. Oh, I want your cum so bad. Cum inside me, please. Give it to me!”
This time it was Ronan that was overcome, and I could feel the jet of cum pouring out of his amazing cock. My orgasms, by this point, were off the charts. I was just trying to stay awake and keep my eyes from rolling into the back of my head. I used the table to keep myself up. My feet were now giving me precious little support.
Ronan pulled out. I was shaking inside, tempted to take a break, but I wanted to push this feeling. I wanted my now incredibly sensitive pussy to experience even more. Tavish hesitated, but I couldn’t wait. I had to have him.
“Please, Tavish,” I begged. “Fuck me with your huge cock. Stick it in me.”
He did, and I saw stars. I held onto the table for dear life. Tavish’s strength sent me over the edge against and again. I couldn’t stop cumming. He felt so strong, I thought he might be able to actually pick me up with his cock and carrying me around the room.
My sensitive walls now could feel every inch of him. Every vein and bump on his shaft was like an exploding ball of pleasure inside me. I was drenched in sweat and the insides of my legs were dripping with the evidence of our pleasure. I gasped, panted and cried. They were tears of joy as Tavish came inside me, allowing a new level orgasm to be experienced.
It was like I left my body for a moment. So incredible was the experience, there were tears streaming down my face. My insides were moving and moving, as if I was full of vibrators. I started to slide off the table, but the boys caught me and set me on the bed as Tavish pulled out.
I heard their voices, but they were in the distance. I could see them, but they seemed every far away. It was like I was having an out of body experience. My essence was floating around the room, completely weightless and free. After several seconds, I suddenly came back, still quivering from what I had experienced.
“Are you okay, Keira?” asked Ronan, genuinely concerned.
“Yes, I’m here with you all,” I smiled. “Of course I’m okay.”
I hugged the boys. I knew right then we were a family and nothing could ever tear us apart.
“I love you, boys,” I cried. “I love you so much.”
The boys repeated that they loved me too. They didn’t have to say it, I already knew it. The only question now was how to make the best of the short time we had together on this Earth. I was never going to live as I had lived with Manny. I was going to live every day as if it was my last.
Chapter 24
Keira
Days later, I had moved in with Seth while I was looking for an apartment. I had found a potential one just four doors down. Seth scoffed at the idea, calling such a short distance a total waste of money. I wasn’t sure if he believed that or if he just wanted me to stay at his place. Ronan had some leads on buying a house and maybe some property, but Seth was still against it. I had a feeling we would need a bigger place if we were going to have kids.
I took the boys to have lunch with my granddad and Honora. They were excited that I was staying in Ireland but weren’t quite sure why. I wanted to tell them about our relationship, so they wouldn’t hear rumors. Plus, I felt like since I supported them, it was likely they’d support me, no matter how unorthodox our relationship appeared.
“Hey everyone,” I greeted as I walked into their cottage. “Granddad, grandma, this is Tavish, Ronan, Seth and Connor.”
“Nice to meet ye, boys,” said granddad.
“Oh, very nice to meet you all,” said Hon
ora. “Please, won’t you all have a seat? I hope I have enough food for everyone.”
“Here ye are, Mam,” Seth offered over the container he was carrying. “Tavish made these cucumber sandwiches, just in case.”
“Oh, that’s nice,” smiled Honora, taking the sandwiches and setting them onto a platter. “But Keira, I thought you were bringing your boyfriend around. Is it one of these nice elves?”
“That’s what I had to tell you, gran,” I explained. “I’m dating all four of them. They’re all my boyfriends.”
“What?” laughed Grandpa Burt. “Are ye startin’ a harem now, lass?”
“Ooo, just like Shanna and Mila,” Honora said excitedly. “Back in my day, it was hard enough to get one man.”
“So, how’s that work exactly?” asked Grandpa.
“Burt, don’t be rude,” said Honora, setting a plate of food before him. “I’m sure it works just like any other relationship, doesn’t it?”
“Pretty much, yeah,” I said.
“Well, it sounds exciting,” said Honora, as she gave me my plate of food. “We wish ya all the best. I wonder what it’s like.”
“Hey now woman,” laughed Burt. “I think you’re too old to handle that.”
“Oh, stop you,” said Honora.
“Are ye gettin’ married then?” asked Grandpa. “Seems like groups of young people keep doing that around here.”
“I’m not sure if we can,” I said.
“Oh, maybe not legally, but don’t let that stop ye,” assured gran. “Mila and Shanna sure don’t. Ye can have yer own private ceremony. Who’s going to stop ye?”
The boys looked around at each other nervously.
“We haven’t even picked out a ring,” explained Tavish.
“Shouldn’t we get her four rings?” asked Connor. “Although I can’t really afford a ring yet.”
“Ooo, we could get tattoos!” I suddenly thought.
“Tattoos?” asked Ronan. He looked a little pale. “Like big ones? That’s a lot of needles.”
“You’ll be fine,” assured Seth. “That way ye can’t lose it.”
“I knew a fella who lost his wedding ring and his wife never forgave him,” said Burt. “Held it against him until they were divorced.”
“I’m all for the tattoo,” said Tavish. “I can’t wear jewelry when I’m kneading dough. I’d probably be the first one to lose my ring.”
“A baker, are ye?” said Burt. “That’s a fine profession. Wait a minute… Didn’t you do our cake?”
“I did,” Tavish reminded him.
“Ooo, that was good cake,” said Grandpa. “I definitely approve of this one, Keira.”
“That was a good cake,” added Honora. “You’re so skilled and so young.”
“What do the rest of ye do?” asked Burt.
“I run a travel agency,” said Ronan. “You probably haven’t seen it.”
“No-no, lad,” said Burt. “I think I have. You’re on Bleeker across from that pub, right?”
“Yeah, that’s me,” smiled Ronan.
“I run a shop right in town,” said Seth. “It’s called Brands because that my brand, see? It’s a memorable name.”
“I don’t think I’ve heard of it, dear,” said Honora.
“It’s in the middle of town.” said Seth. “Right off the square there.”
“I’ve been in the middle of town plenty of times,” said Burt. “But I don’t recall it. Is there a sign?”
“Of course there’s a sign,” said Seth getting increasingly frustrated. His ears started to turn a bit pink. “Now I have to completely rethink my marketing plan.”
“It’s all right, baby,” I assured him.
“Wait, what am I saying?” said Seth. “They’re not in the target demo. You’re way above it. No wonder you never saw it.”
“I guess, luv,” said Honora, not understanding.
“And you, lad?” said Burt, moving on to look at Connor. “What’s your profession then?”
“I’m going to U of C to get my PhD in History,” said Connor. “I’m working on my dissertation.”
“Ooo, sounds fancy,” said gran. “Are you going to be a professor then?”
“I think so, when I’m finished,” said Connor. “But then I’ll probably write as well.”
“That’ll be like a never-ending parade of know-it-alls,” muttered Seth, rolling his eyes.
“What’s the name of your store again?” asked Connor, with a snarky smile. “You know, the one that two people passed by every day for the last few decades but can’t remember.”
“Shut up, Connor,” growled Seth. His ears were bright red now.
I reached over and took Seth’s hand. “Guys, now come on,” I said. “We’re having a nice lunch. Here, everyone eat a sandwich.”
“Looks like you got your hands full,” laughed Burt. “Still want a harem now, luv?”
“Eh,” said Honora, who was now like 50/50.
“You know, I would love to have the wedding here,” I said. “You two are family and I wanted to reconnect with my roots. Seems appropriate if you’re okay with it.”
“We’d be honored,” said gran, giving me a hug. “Ooo, you’ll make such a pretty bride.”
“What kind of tattoos are we going to get?” asked Tavish. “Just our names and such? Little hearts or something.”
“Hmm, let’s think about that,” I said. “I would definitely want the four of you tattooed to me.”
“That’s a lot of words,” said Ronan. “What if we just did initials in the hearts?”
“Shouldn’t we all get the same tattoo?” asked Seth. “I mean, so we match.”
“Ooo. No,” said Connor. “I’ve got it. We get one of those tattoos when you push them all together, they make one picture.”
No one else in the room liked that idea as much as Connor. They made noises testifying to that fact.
“What? That would be clever,” he insisted. “Then we could always show them off together.”
“And what if I’m away or you’re away?” said Seth. “Then we can’t do it.”
“That’s not the point,” said Connor.
“And it would be hard to find a point on our bodies that we could all mash together,” said Tavish.
“It’s easy, we pick a spot on our arms,” said Connor, holding up his arm.
“The underside of the arm?” said Tavish. “Do you know how much more painful that would be?”
“It would?” asked Ronan worried. “Can they be very small then?”
“No,” said Connor. “We’ll just get them on the other side. Why are ye making this so complicated?”
“Let’s table this for another time,” I suggested. “We could consult with the tattoo guy. Maybe he will have a suggestion. I’m sure they’ve done this before.”
“Where are you all going to live?” asked Honora, stopping the tattoo talk.
“Well, right now I’m in Seth’s place, but I’ve been looking for an apartment,” I explained.
“An apartment?” said Burt. “You’re not all going to live together? What’s the point of getting married then?”
“You know what, he has a point,” I said. “Maybe we should reconsider and get ourselves a house.”
“I’m skeptical,” said Seth. “You buy someone else’s house, you buy someone else’s problems.”
“It’s true, but you build a new house,” suggested Burt. “And in some ways, it’s a lot cheaper.”
“How so?” asked Seth.
“Well unless you’re an electrician or a plumber, you’ll have to hire those,” explained Burt. “But I build this house and rebuilt it over the years. It’s not all that hard to do.”
“Building a house seems complicated,” said Ronan.
“It is, but so what?” said Burt. “Ye got a pretty wife, lad. Ye have to grow up and do manly things.”
“I do have some background in engineering,” said Connor. “Plus, I have some friends in construction. I’
ll bet we could save money.”
“And there’s five of ye,” said Honora. “Between the five of ye, ye should be able to afford it. A two-person couple struggling would just have to go in debt but you? You have three businesses here. Plus, Keira, I’m sure you make good money in America.”
“I do okay,” I admitted. “I’d have to get rid of my apartment in New York, but I was going to do that anyway.”
“Listen,” said Burt. “Ye buy the property first. That’s pretty cheap relatively speaking. Then if you had to sit on it for a bit while you gather more funds, ye do that. But I think between the five of ye, even at your age, ye should be able to swing it.”
“Ye thank a bank would give us a loan then?” asked Seth.
“With five people paying it off?” said Burt, nodding. “Sure. Wouldn’t ye if ye were the bank? Sounds like a safe bet to me.” He stopped for a minute and scratched his chin. “You know I’ve got a mate, he’s getting on in years, he’s got a little cottage and some land.”
“Where is it?” asked Tavish.
“Not far at all,” he said. “East of here, down McClellan Road. Near that tree at the intersection.”
“Oh, sure,” said Tavish remembering. “I know where that is. But that place is small.”
“Yeah, but the land is pretty decent sized,” said Burt. “Ye buy the place, live in the cottage until the house is built.”
“Do ye think he’ll sell to us?” asked Seth.
“Aw, yeah,” assured Burt. “He’s definitely got to sell. He’s moving in with his daughter. Now the cottage is a bit run down, y’see. But it probably won’t matter to you if you’re building a new house, right? It should keep the price nice and low and then you’ll have a guest cottage ye can fix up.”
“That sounds perfect,” I said excited. “Will you give him a call for us?”
“Sure, lass,” said Grandpa Burt. “It’s the least I can do.”
“What about the ceremony?” asked Honora. “Ye have to start thinking about what you’re going to wear.”
“I think where they’re going to live is more important,” said Burt.