“You work so hard baby, your feet must be killing you,” he said to her.
“They are. I can’t wait to shower and just get off of them,” she said to him.
He drew her against his chest and lowered his mouth to hers. She ran her palms up his forearms to his chest and he lifted her up and placed her ass onto the island in the kitchen. The sound of the two stools sliding across the tiled flooring didn’t pull her attention away from the taste of him, or how dominating Louis was. She moaned into his mouth and he slid his palm up her shirt to cup her breast. She pulled from his mouth but he hugged her to him, his palm squeezing her breast, his mouth suckling against her neck as he spoke to her. “Don’t push us away. We need to be close to you. To explore these feelings.”
“Louis, we don’t really know one another and—”
He pinched her nipple, tugged on the tiny, hardened bud. Her lips parted and she held his gaze. “You’re going to belong to us. We want you, in every way,” he said to her and then kissed her again. He started to slide his hands behind her to unclip her bra and she felt panicked. Like he was moving too fast and his team was right there just watching like she would automatically accept them all. Not that she wouldn’t, but it was damn intimidating.
“Slow down, Louis, please.”
He gripped the counter on either side of her as she tried adjusting her breasts in the top she wore. “Jesus, baby, I can’t help it. Your body is incredible. You’re so sexy and gorgeous and strong, we want to be with you,” he said to her.
“Be inside of you,” Hunt said and stepped closer, clutched her chin between pointer and thumb and kissed her. Louis stepped back and now Hunt was pressed between her legs, kissing her tenderly as he caressed her thigh and then up her ribs to her breast. He pulled from her mouth. “You’re incredible. More than a handful, baby, and I have big fucking hands.” He nipped her neck and teased her nipple with the pad of his thumb. Her pussy clenched and leaked cream as Voight took his place and kissed her next. Voight was wild as he lowered her to the island, kissed her as he slid his palm under her shirt and pushed it all the way up. He somehow got her bra undone as he plunged his tongue into her mouth and her breasts fell from confinement.
She felt another hand on her other breast and then Worin spoke to her. “God, you’re beautiful, baby. So damn beautiful,” Worin said and Hunt released her lips to trail his mouth along her breast and nipple on the left side. He used his hand to hold her wrist by her side and Worin held her other wrist above her head as he feasted on her tit, too.
“Oh my God, please. Oh God, I feel something,” she said.
“Let it go, baby. Let go with us and we’ll catch you,” Louis said to her and an orgasm hit her hard. She cried out and came, which aroused Worin and Hunt because they growled as they tugged and suckled on her nipples. When they released them she was panting.
“Bedroom. Now. Do we need condoms?” Hunt asked as he released her wrist, stepped back and pulled off his shirt.
“Oh God, no, Hunt. No, we aren’t ready. I’m not ready.”
“You are more than ready,” Worin said to her knowingly.
They were so much more experienced and she felt like an idiot. She pushed them away and sat up. A thousand thoughts went through her mind as she covered her breast the best she could with her arm. Her shirt and bra were up against her neck.
“Easy, Faith.”
“Don’t ‘easy’ me, Louis. God, you think I would just spread my thighs and let you screw me because of this attraction? I hardly know you guys. I won’t be just another woman you screw, whose cherry you pop,” she exclaimed.
As she tried to get down, Worin and Hunt grabbed her thighs and held her in place. Both with scowls on their faces. “What did you say?” Hunt asked. She felt shocked but then recovered and squinted. “No games.”
“Faith, they don’t know what we know,” Voight told her and she felt her face go flush with embarrassment for him even bringing that up.
“We didn’t tell them,” Louis added.
“What?” she asked, shocked that they hadn’t shared with them the fact she was a virgin and never had sex before.
“Didn’t tell us what?” Worin asked.
Tears filled her eyes as she looked at Louis and Voight. “You didn’t? Why?” she asked as a tear fell from her eyes.
“That wasn’t our right to tell them. We found out by accident and that was your secret,” Voight said to her.
She covered her hand with her mouth. “Can someone explain what the fuck is going on? What secret?” Worin asked.
She slid down off the island and pulled her shirt down. She undid the bra the rest of the way and pulled it out from under her sleeve, then tossed it onto the counter by her backpack. She crossed her arms in front of her chest and then sat down on the couch. The men surrounded her.
“Okay, you know something we don’t know. What is it?” Hunt asked.
Louis sat down next to her. “It’s nothing bad, Hunt. Faith is just a bit less experienced, that’s all,” he said to them.
“A bit less experienced?” she said to Louis.
He gave a soft smile. “You’re perfect, baby. Incredible in every way, and you have to realize, just by our actions, this connection alone how much we care, and how much we want this to work out. You are in control here. You want to slow things down, then do it. Not because you think all we want is your body and sex though. That isn’t the case. We want you in every way, and not temporarily to take something you have held on to for this long.”
“I believe you. I mean, you didn’t tell them and you could have, could have made it a discussion between the four of you.”
“It was enough that Voight and I knew and thought we weren’t good enough for you,” Louis admitted.
“No, no, why would you think that?” she asked and shook her head.
“You’re special, and you got Hunt and Worin to react, to care, and to actually want to explore this attraction and maybe hope to have what our friends have, what my sister has with her men,” Louis said to her. She covered his hand with hers. Hunt lowered down to the couch.
She reached up and cupped his cheeks. Then she looked at Worin.
“The secret they found out about was blurted out by Candice at the restaurant a few weeks ago. They heard and Ade heard.”
“Heard what?” Hunt asked.
She swallowed.
“I’ve never had sex before,” she said to Worin and Hunt. Both men widened their eyes. “I never felt compelled to,” she said and both men squinted at her and looked at her body. “Until now, that is,” she admitted.
Hunt lowered his mouth to hers and kissed her gingerly. When he released her lips, he stared down into her eyes. “That explains a lot of things, and also why you’ve been holding back, and resistant,” he said to her.
“It isn’t the only reason.”
“What else?” Worin asked.
“I don’t know how long I’ll be staying in Cherry Hill. My brother and family want me to move back.”
Worin stroked her cheek and she looked at him.
“If you think we’re going to just let you walk out of our lives, you’re out of your mind. How about we don’t think about tomorrow or anything else but just spending time together, getting to know one another, and maybe you letting go a little more so we can really see how perfect this can be?” he asked, and that was it. All talking stopped as Worin pressed his mouth to hers and maneuvered her onto the rug. He lifted up her top, and Hunt began to feast on her breast as Voight and Louis pulled down her shorts and panties. She tightened up and then came as Louis slid fingers into her very wet cunt.
“That’s it, baby. You are wet and ready for our touch. Let us in. Let us do some exploring, and show you what being our woman is going to be like,” Louis said to her and did just that. She let go and oh boy, now she knew what all the fuss about foreplay was all about.
Louis knelt between her legs and thrust fingers up into her cunt. Worin and Hunt he
ld her arms above her head and feasted on her breasts, her mouth, and even her belly. Voight waited his turn as he pulled off his shirt, revealing muscles, tattoos and that fierce expression of his.
“Look at our woman’s body. Holy fuck, we hit the jackpot. Fuck, how the hell are we going to let her out of our sights?” he asked.
“Beats the fuck out of me. I don’t think we’re leaving her alone tonight,” Louis said and then licked her pussy back and forth, then kissed her belly.
She panted for breath only for Voight to take his place. “Such a pretty pink pussy. So wet and tight. A virgin. All to ourselves,” he said and Voight lowered down to plunge his tongue into her cunt and then thrust fingers in. He was relentless and so were Hunt and Worin, who suckled on her breasts, making them feel tender and oversensitive. When Voight had his fill, Hunt moved between her legs, lifted them over his shoulders and began to feast on her and trail his tongue from pussy to asshole, back and forth. She wiggled and moaned, only for Voight and Louis to now hold her arms above her head and suckle on her breasts.
Worin knelt beside Hunt and watched her. “I love watching you come. Don’t look away, baby. Let me see as Hunt thrusts his fingers into that virgin cunt.”
His words did a number on her as she cried out her release. “Fuck,” Hunt said and suckled and licked her clean then moved out of the way for Worin to explore her next. She was moaning, lying fully naked on her living room rug as four soldiers had their way with her body. She suddenly wanted to have sex. Wanted to feel more of what they did to her. More of their hands and mouths on her.
“Oh, Worin! Worin,” she exclaimed as he slid a finger from her cunt to her asshole and pushed right in. She grunted and came and he growled low.
“My dick is so fucking hard. Fuck, I could come,” he said and as he pulled his fingers out and lifted up to kiss her she pulled herself up closer and began to move him to his back. Worin had to let her lead and he rolled willingly and she started to undo his pants. “Faith?” He stopped her by grabbing her wrist.
She was feeling wild, needy and also giving. “I want to taste you. I don’t want you suffering or feeling like this is one way,” she said to him.
“Never one way. You’re going to be ours,” Worin replied.
“I want to claim you, too. Like this,” she said and pulled his cock out of his underwear, ran her hands along the dips in his muscular hips and watched his belly cave in and out as his breathing hitched. He ran his fingers through her hair, held on to her shoulder and she locked gazes with him.
“My God, you look like a seductress,” he said and she felt like one. Wanted to be one for them all.
“I’m no seductress, Worin, but you make me feel things and want things, and this feels right,” she said to him and lowered her mouth to the tip of his cock while his team watched her. Hunt fell to his knees, his cock out of his pants. His thick, hard hand stroked it as he held her gaze. Her heart pounded inside of her chest as Worin ran his fingers through her hair and tilted his pelvis up and down. They were big men all over, and even the feel of Worin’s thick, hard cock against her tongue made her wonder if he would fit into her pussy. She was small, a lot smaller than these extra-large men but oh boy, did the sight of their bodies and cocks make her wet.
When hands landed on her ass from behind and then she felt Louis’s lips against her bare shoulder and Voight’s fingers slide into her cunt, she moaned and bobbed her head up and down. They were all participating. All together and she couldn’t help but imagine that this was what it would be like in a ménage. In a relationship with these four older soldiers. She sucked faster until Voight’s fingers slid faster, deeper into her cunt and Louis joined in and slid a finger to her asshole. “So tight and wet. A virgin pussy and ass to claim. Fuck, baby, you just shocked the hell out of us. We want so badly we ache,” Louis said and thrust fingers deeper. His large warm hand gripped her hip for leverage and they both stroked fingers into her body as she sucked on Worin’s cock.
She pulled her mouth from Worin’s cock and gasped. “Oh God, it burns, Louis. Voight. Please,” she begged.
“I need to come, baby. Don’t tease me. Take me back into that hot wet mouth. You’ll get used to the burning. It will subside and be replaced with nothing but pleasure when it’s a cock in there,” Worin told her and gripped her hair and head and guided her back to his needy cock. She immediately pulled it into her mouth and ravished him. When her eyes landed on Hunt’s, he licked his lips.
“I’m next, baby. Get that mouth ready for me next.”
She moaned as she sucked Worin’s dick harder, taking it deeper and nearly gagging, she was so aroused by their words, their actions. Her hips were moving, her ass and cunt back and forth, up and down over their fingers.
Worin grunted as he lifted up, eyes closed. “Fuck,” he said and it was on. She wanted to please him and them and so she began to set a nice even pace as she sucked him down and licked him until he came in her mouth. She was so aroused, but also in awe of their bodies. All of them.
As she slid her palms along his hips Hunt gave orders. “Move, Worin, that mouth is mine next,” he said and Worin shimmied from underneath her as Voight and Louis continued to tease her pussy and asshole, fingering her, stroking her. Louis even lowered down as Hunt knelt before her and Louis suckled on her breast and tugged as he fingered her asshole. Hunt gripped her hair and head and tilted it up. She felt sedated, needy. “God. You’re so beautiful.” He pressed his lips to hers and they made out like that as Voight fingered her cunt and held her thigh open while Louis fingered her asshole and suckled the underside of her breast.
“Now,” Louis said and Hunt pulled from her lips and stroked his cock. She immediately lowered her mouth to his dick and licked him. “Oh fuck. Fuck yeah,” Hunt said, grabbing her hair and head and tilted back and moaning as she sucked up and down over his cock. She was overwhelmed with sensations and as fingers left her body she wanted to protest but then she felt a mouth and tongue on her pussy and asshole.
“Leave some of that delicious cream for me, Voight. Our woman is the tastiest treat ever,” Louis said and that was how she knew it was Voight eating her out. She sucked harder, faster on Hunt’s cock until he grunted and came.
Like a well-oiled machine they shifted places. Like pro lovers who know how to make one woman wild with desire, to throw inhibition to the wind and just spread wide and allow full access to her. She was resisting the temptation. Arguing in her head about taking her time. Not letting down her guard completely or giving in. Not tonight. Tomorrow was a different story.
Louis took Hunt’s place and he stroked his cock, was completely naked and she felt the drool by the corner of her mouth. All those muscles, tattoos and sexiness. They were all hers. “My God, you’re gorgeous,” she said to him.
“No fucking way. I got scars and a beaten, battered body. You, my love, are gorgeous.” He pulled her close for a kiss and Voight pulled back and left her to tend to Louis’s needs. She immediately pulled his cock between her lips and began to feast on Louis.
Voight caressed her back and her ass. “You have a perfect ass, Faith. Every inch of you is sexy, sinful and enticing.” She felt his tongue slide along her asshole and cunt. She moaned. “When we claim you our woman, it’s going to be forever, baby. No turning back. No other men but us,” he said and slid his fingers into her asshole. She jerked and moaned against Louis’s cock.
“I’m there. Holy fuck, you got me there already. I can’t fucking take it. That mouth is incredible. Your body. Fuck!” Louis carried on and came. He shot his seed down her throat and she licked him clean. As she released his cock she panted as an orgasm hit her.
Voight had her thighs spread wide by his thighs and he was fingering her asshole and her cunt. “You are ours, you understand me? There’ll be no other men but us ever,” he said so possessively she moaned and came. He rocked against her body, his cock against her pussy as he straddled over her, suckled against her neck as the motion made her
breasts sway. She reached between them and touched his cock. “I can’t wait to be inside of you, thrusting into this virgin pussy and claiming you my woman. Can’t fucking wait,” he said and she wanted that. Almost said take me now, but then he slid his arm around her waist and rolled to his back, taking her with him. She kissed him and then trailed more kisses along his tight, hard, pectoral muscles, along his belly and right to the thick, hard muscle standing at attention. He widened his thighs like a man who knew he had the goods to please a woman and then some.
She lifted up and he cupped a breast and held his cock. “Open up, beautiful,” he told her and she did. She leaned closer, opened her mouth and slowly licked him. He tightened up. The veins by his temples pulsated and Voight looked about ready to explode. He was breathing rapidly. “Suck me. I need to feel something, baby. Not making love to you is torture. Suck,” he ordered. She could hear the strain in his voice, the emotion and she wanted to make him happy and please him, not anger him or, worse, frustrate him. She eased up and got comfortable and began to suck on him up and down. She fondled his balls, and then lifted up and down. He pinched her nipple and gripped her head as he thrust up and down a little faster. He was big and wild and she thought she might have to pull back when he cursed out and came. She swallowed his seed, suckled and licked until he cursed some more and fell back. He lifted her up to his chest and then rolled her to her back, pressed a thigh between her legs and then placed her hands above her head.
“You’re incredible. Amazing,” he said and started kissing along her forearms and armpits, making her giggle until he got to her breasts and thoroughly feasted on them. She sighed and closed her eyes, relished in her first extra hot make-out session and wondered how she would let them leave her and not stay and make love, claim her virginity and her completely.
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They lay there on the rug just touching her, stroking her skin and licking it. Worin rubbed his thumb along her hip bone as he kissed her inner thigh and thought about making her their woman. He and the team had a bit to discuss, although he knew they were all on board and all wanted her. Her eyes were closed and she was falling asleep. Either they had to go home or they were going to find spots to stay over and sleep here. Louis brought her knuckles to his lips and she opened her eyes and cringed.
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