Constructing Love

by Dixie Lynn Dwyer

  Maximus absorbed so much about Madeline that he was lost in her beauty. Her sage green eyes, the thick eyelashes, her gorgeous golden-brown locks, and all the toned muscles, dips, ridges, and of course her huge breasts. She looked like a Playboy model, like a centerfold the guys in the troop would have hanging in their lockers or on the walls in the temporary shelters. She was going to belong to him and his brothers, and it made him feel possessive and wild. He suckled her tit and tugged. She pinched his nipple and gave him back what he gave to her. She was wild, sexy, and a little spitfire, yet classy, ladylike, and incredibly smart. She was out of their league entirely, yet she fit so perfectly.

  Maximus gripped her hips and yanked her down to the edge of the bed. Her skin glistened, her pussy dripped cream, and her expression of desire mimicked his own emotions. “You’re a goddess. Our goddess,” he said as he held her gaze and ran his palms up and down her thighs while he explored her skin with his lips and tongue. She was wiggling and protesting when he kissed along her more sensitive ticklish spots. Down her belly, along her ribs, and to her groin.

  Smooth, clean shaven, pink and pretty, he was more than ready to claim her. Sliding his tongue along her slit, she moaned and thrashed. He gripped her hips and plunged his tongue into her depths, then out and down over her asshole. Back and forth he aroused her to the point where neither of them could take the foreplay any longer. “Fuck,” he cursed and lifted up, then aligned his cock with her pussy and began to nudge into her cunt. She was hot, tight, and it shocked him. “Let me in, baby. Let me the fuck in.”

  “Oh my, God, Maximus. You’re so big, too big,” she cried out.

  “No, not too big for you. We’re meant to be,” he said.

  Tatum restrained her wrists above her head and pinched her nipple. “You obey your men. You take the orders like a good soldier as you become part of this team,” he said to her.

  “Oh!” She cried out and came from his words as Maximus thrust all the way into her. She couldn’t seem to catch her breath and he hesitated a moment.

  “Move, oh please move. It’s been forever and you feel so good,” she told him, and he complied. Maximus thrust into her over and over again.

  “Accept us, and our possession of you,” Tatum said, releasing her wrists and tapping them so she would keep them up and above her head.

  Maximus leaned back, holding her hips and ass up off the bed as he stroked a little slower. Her back and shoulder blades were on the bed, her arms above her head. Those big sexy tits bobbed and bounced. He moved his palm along her torso, the tight defined abs, a belly ring, and Christ, he was ready to come. “You’re incredible, and you’re ours,” he said and thrust into her again and again.

  “She sure the hell will be. As soon as we all make love to her,” Tatum said and reached over and stroked her cheek.

  “She’s already ours. I feel it,” Jedda said.

  “There. I’m there, baby.” Maximus leaned over her and thrust and stroked until she moaned her release and he followed, grunting and panting as his entire body felt as if he may pass out. Tatum grabbed onto his shoulder as he saw him sway on his feet.

  “God damn, she’s that good, isn’t she?” Tatum asked.

  Maximus locked gazes with him. “I’m never going to let her go,” he said, and then looked down at Madeline who had tears in her eyes. As he eased his cock from her pussy, he lowered over her and kissed her. She kissed him back with just as much passion, and he knew she felt the bond between them, too.

  Tatum pulled Madeline into his arms and rolled to his back. Her long brown hair fell forward, covering her breasts, and he immediately moved it aside. “Don’t hide these. They’re so beautiful,” he told her and lifted up to lick her breast and nipple. First, the left, then, the right as he tugged and she tilted back. He could feel her wet pussy over his belly, and then she lifted up and slid her palm over it, and then lowered down over his cock. He exhaled and wanted to close his eyes it felt so damn good, but he was trying to hold onto some control here and not ravish her like a wild maniac desperate to claim his mate. He maneuvered his palms along her hips and up her ribs as she began to lift up and down over his cock.

  “You’re so big and hard, Tatum. My God, I won’t be able to walk tomorrow.”

  He chuckled and so did his brothers. “Don’t you worry about tomorrow, beautiful. We’ll take good care of you always,” he said to her as he cupped her cheek and thrust up against her cunt.

  She widened her eyes and he saw the tears, the emotions from his words. When she turned her head and kissed his palm, he had a feeling what he said she maybe didn’t believe. He would prove it to her though. They all would. He thrust upward again, throwing off her rhythm. She moved her palms to his shoulders and began to thrust harder and faster down over his shaft. The bed dipped and she jerked, then paused a moment.

  Hagan kissed her bare shoulder and cupped her one breast from behind. “This is lube, baby. I’m going to start working on this tight, sexy asshole to get it ready for our cocks.”

  “I’ve never done that before.”

  “That’s fucking sexy as hell, woman. We’ll be your firsts,” Hagan said, and then he must have slid his finger into her asshole because Madeline closed her eyes, paused on her thrust downward over Tatum’ cock, and then moaned.

  “Nice and hot. Your muscles are sucking my fingers in and out. Oh yeah, baby, we’re going to fill you up with cock tonight,” he said and then suckled against her neck.

  Madeline came. “Oh!” She cried out.

  “God damn I’m there. I’m fucking there. That was so hot,” Tatum said and gripped her hips and thrust up and down until he grunted and came.

  “Mine,” Hagan commanded, and he wrapped his arm around her waist and then pulled her to the side. She was on the edge of the bed, her feet on the floor, her palms on the bed, and he was stroking her asshole. “You like it?” he asked.

  “Yes.”

  “Spread those thighs wider,” Hunter ordered, joining Hagan.

  “I got something for you, Madeline,” Jedda said as he crawled up onto the bed, cock in hand. She looked toward him, her face appearing dazed and aroused, but she knew what was coming and she wanted it. She opened her mouth and took Jedda’s cock between her lips. “Oh yeah Madeline. My oh my, that mouth feels so fucking good.” Jedda began to rock his hips.

  “Let me help you,” Hunter said and eased his palm up underneath her and slid fingers to her cunt. Tatum watched as Hunter fingered her pussy as Hagan fingered her asshole, all while she sucked on Jedda’s cock. He glanced at Maximus, who came from the bathroom wiping off his cock.

  “Bring her nothing but pleasure over and over again. She’s ours,” Maximus said, and Hagan pulled his fingers from her asshole. “Together,” he said, and Hunter kissed her shoulder as he moved his fingers from her cunt, and then Hagan gripped her hips and shoved right into her pussy from behind.

  “It’s on,” Hagan said as he thrust into her cunt over and over again as he watched Madeline suck on Jedda’s cock.

  Hunter reached over with lubed fingers and began to thrust them into her asshole at the same time. She jerked and moaned, and Jedda clenched his teeth.

  “I don’t want to come in her mouth the first time. It feels so good though.”

  “Hagan,” Hunter said, and Hagan nodded. He just didn’t want to give up this pussy quite yet and that desperation shocked him. She was going to be their woman. Hell, she already was. One sink of his cock into her and he owned her, or at least felt that type of possession. He pulled out and Jedda stroked her cheek. “Together, baby. You’re ready.”

  “Oh God, please. Please, I feel so out of control,” she said, and Hagan lifted her up and fell to the bed with her on top.

  “Take me, and Hunter will take that ass, then Jedda. Come on now. We’re one,” he said and drew her down to kiss him. She kissed him wildly and jerked as Hunter got her ass ready for his cock. She lifted up.

  “Take me now,” Hagan said, and she d
id. She lifted up and sank down onto his cock.

  “Oh God.” She moaned.

  “Baby,” Jedda said and caressed her hair. She glanced at him, holding his cock and she licked her lips and then lowered down. She locked gazes with Tatum and Maximus. Both of them caressed her hair.

  “We’re making it official tonight. You’ll be ours and we’ll be all yours,” Tatum said.

  She nodded and then lowered her mouth to Jedda’s cock and began to suck on it. Hagan thrust upward into her cunt.

  Hunter kissed her shoulder and whispered in her, “You got all your men feeling so wild and possessive of you and this sexy body. Every inch of you is ours. Every hole will be filled, and every thrust binds us as one.”

  Hagan felt her pussy tighten, her body stiffen a moment, and then Hunter pushed his cock into her asshole and they all exhaled.

  “Holy fuck,” Hunter said.

  “God damn I can’t move,” Hagan said.

  “She’s so tight, this is going to be fast. Fuck, but it feels incredible. Hold on, Madeline. You’re ours,” Hunter said and began to thrust and then he came in her ass.

  “Me,” Jedda said as Hagan thrust upward and she held onto him and cried out her release. Hagan came and he panted for breath.

  Let’s do this,” Maximus commanded.

  Hagan kissed her on the mouth and then Jedda lifted her up into his arms and kissed her next. He lowered her to the bed aligned his cock with her pussy and shoved right into her. She grabbed his hair and head and moaned and cheered him on. “Harder, Jedda, harder. I can’t stop coming.”

  “Sweet Jesus, that’s hot. Jedda, all of us,” Tatum said, and Jedda rolled to his back and thrust upward.

  Maximus slid in behind her and pressed lubed fingers to her asshole and then pushed into her ass. Tatum climbed up into the bed and stroked her cheek. She opened her mouth for his cock. He slid right into her moth and the three of them thrust and thrust until Jedda came, then Maximus with a roar, and then Tatum came in her mouth. They were all panting and caressing her, trying to calm their breathing. They each kissed her everywhere. Hunter and Hagan washed her up then dried her off as she lay there with eyes closed.

  They all noticed the tears that escaped the corners of her eyelids.

  “Madeline, are you okay? We didn’t hurt you, did we?” Hagan asked as he leaned down to kiss her calf. Hunter reached over and caressed her cheek. She blinked her gorgeous sage green eyes open and shook her head.

  Hunter exhaled. “Why are you crying?”

  She looked at all his muscles, the tattoos on his shoulder and chest that were hidden from her until today. Until she made love with him and his brothers. Her chest tightened. So much happened between all of them instantly.

  “I never felt…so much,” she admitted.

  He gave a smile. “None of us have,” Maximus said as he sat on the bed. They had all pulled on their boxers and underwear but were bare chested and looked like a bunch of Greek Gods just hanging out in her bedroom. If this was a screw up. If, somehow, she let down her guard and they hurt her, she would have to remind herself of their beauty, of these bodies, of their words of desire, and how aroused she made them. She would remind herself of the intensity of their touch, their lips against her skin, their exploration of her with hands and tongues. She pressed her palm over her belly and reached for the sheet and pulled it up, covering herself.

  Maximus narrowed his eyes at her. Hunter did the same. She was overthinking things and starting to panic. She closed her eyes and lifted a little higher. Instantly, she thought of Bentley and how he cheated on her. He was a good-looking man, not a soldier, he didn’t have muscles and capabilities like a soldier did. Not that he wasn’t fit. The man worked out, and obsessed over his workouts, it was other things. The look in his eyes when she confronted him about his cheating. The way he no longer showed love and desire but anger. Mostly though, it was the way it felt when he’d struck her. The intensity of the blow to her cheek, the abrupt way he grabbed her, shoved her down onto the bed and screamed in her face like a madman. It threw her off entirely. Made her forget everything. All her training, all the fight in her, all the things she could to fight back because the pain in her heart, the shock that he not only could cheat on her but could strike her and attack her weakened her for minutes. He screamed and carried on and she lay there fearing he might force himself between her legs and that she wouldn’t fight him because she was so hurt. The tears flowed and she wiped them away and sat up abruptly. She rubbed her mouth and didn’t even process Maximus questioning her and she shook her head.

  “I’m sorry. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I need a minute,” she said. She started to get up, but Hagan grabbed her. He sat on the side of the bed and she straddled his hips. She was completely naked, and despite his boxers, she felt the ridge of his thick cock at full attention. He wanted her again. They probably all did because she wanted them. “Madeline, talk to us. Tell us about the guy that hurt you,” he said to her.

  She caressed his hair and ran her palms along his chest then up over his shoulders and neck. She held his face between her hands and just stared down into his dark green eyes. She didn’t want to tell them about that weakness, or the weakness she felt now with them. The fear that if they were to strike, that these men could kill her. Her heart raced faster. She had to get a grip. She pressed her lips softly to his. She felt so in tune to her emotions, to the attraction she felt for the five of them. His masculine lips against her softer ones, another indication of the power a man had over a woman. She released his lips and hugged him tight. She squeezed him and he had one thick, muscular arm wrapped around her midsection and the other hand he used to caress her hair. He gripped a hand full into a makeshift ponytail and tugged gently.

  “Talk to us,” Tatum said, and she felt his hand caress her back and then squeeze her shoulder.

  She pulled back. She locked gazes with Maximus, who looked angry, then Jedda who seemed concerned. She started to ease off of Hagan’s lap, and Hunter stepped closer and placed his hand on her other shoulder.

  “Don’t start putting up the walls. We made love to you together. We took you together, and that wasn’t exactly easy for the five of us,” Hunter told her.

  “I’m okay. I’m not minimizing what we shared. It was incredible and like I said, I felt so much.” She reached out with one hand and caressed his chest.

  Hunter took it and brought it to his lips as he bent lower and kissed her knuckles. He held her gaze. “Then start talking. We want to know everything about you, and I’m sure you want to know more about each of us.”

  She stared up at him as Tatum caressed her ass. He knelt down behind her and kissed her bare back. She closed her eyes and wished she could admit to her vulnerability here, admit that she had been weak, not strong, had forgotten everything her father and brothers taught her and caved in and took the hits, the screaming for longer than she should have. She reminded herself that eventually she did fight back. One hit, and she broke Bentley’s nose. Sent him down to his knees where she smacked him across his face and told him it was over and to never ever speak to her again. Instead of focusing on that, she focused on the strikes. The fact that he cheated on her with other women and then hit her as if she were garbage, and that she was a whore. She closed her eyes and pulled her shit together just as she reminded herself that she just had sex with five men. She had anal sex, hell, they did a lot. Then came the feelings and immediate reminder that she didn’t regret any of it. She feared now the pain she would feel if they left her. If they cheated on her, if they struck her. Five Marines. She covered her chest with her hand and started climbing up off of Hagan’s lap. Tatum gripped her hips to steady her.

  “I can’t. I’m sorry, but I’m not ready to tell you about it. About the pain and my fears. I can’t. So why don’t I go get washed up, and if you guys want to, there’s another full bathroom in the guest bedroom downstairs. You can shower, freshen up, and then we’ll make something to eat. I th
ink I have enough to feed you all.”