“Smart body,” Ava quipped.
“Sexy body,” Falk countered. “Let’s get this show on the road. Get Brayden inside you and then lean forward.”
“You guys are always bossing me around.”
Falk smacked her already-red bottom. “Get used to it, beautiful. We like to give orders and we love to fuck you. The two are going to get intertwined. Besides, you like it when we boss you around, as you put it.”
She leaned back on Falk and batted her eyelashes with a smile. “For men who love to fuck, you’re spending an awful lot of time talking.”
Brayden sat up and caught her chin in his fingers. “Challenge accepted.”
* * * *
Her limbs felt heavy and her body still hummed from her orgasm. It had been incredibly intense and she was still keyed up and aroused, ready to be loved by all her men. She positioned herself over Brayden’s cock, lowering herself slowly, feeling her pussy stretch to accommodate his generous girth. She felt each ridge on his cock as he slid inside her, until she was fully impaled.
Her hands were still restrained behind her and she felt Falk’s hand on her back pressing her forward. “Lay your head on Brayden’s chest, beautiful, and just relax for me. We’ll take our time so breathe deeply and be patient.”
She didn’t have much choice. In her position, she wasn’t going anywhere. Josh was lying next to her and rubbing her back while Brayden played with her already-sensitive nipples. She felt the familiar dribble of lube down her crack and the press of his fingers at her back hole. They had spent time stretching her and it gave way easily to his finger. More lube trickled between her cheeks and a second finger was added to the first, making her moan with the feeling of being full. This time she felt a stretch and a slight burn. Falk scissored his fingers, stretching the tight ring of muscles and brushing dark nerves inside of her, sending shivers up her spine and straight to her cunt. With Brayden’s cock in her pussy and Falk’s fingers in her ass, arrows of pleasure were shooting straight for her clit. She felt more cream leak from her pussy, and she tightened her muscles on Brayden’s cock. His expression was pained.
“Fuck, baby. You feel so tight and hot. You need to stay still while Falk’s getting you ready. Otherwise, I won’t be able to hold back. You want us all together, don’t you?”
She caught her breath as more lube dribbled and he added a third finger, stretching her further. She was wriggling and groaning, needing something more in her ass. She needed Falk. She mewled in frustration when he pulled his fingers away.
“Easy, Ava. I’m going to suit up and then we’re going to do this. Are you still with me?”
She nodded, too overwhelmed to speak. It felt naughty and forbidden, but she wanted it desperately. She needed her men in every part of her. She couldn’t imagine doing this with anyone else but them. She’d never trusted anyone this much.
More lube drizzled down her crack and then Falk was there, pressing against her for entrance. He leaned down, whispering in her ear. “Push out, beautiful. Like you did for the plug. Just relax and let me in.”
She took a deep breath and pushed out with her muscles. He breached the tight ring of muscles and she felt the sharp burn. She exhaled as he pushed forward, then paused, letting her get used to feeling so full.
“We’re going to take this slow and easy.” Falk rubbed her ass cheek while Josh massaged her back to keep her calm. “Brayden, Josh, distract her a little.”
Brayden plucked at her nipples, twisting them into hard nubs, while Josh kissed the sensitive spots on her neck and shoulders, trailing openmouthed kisses down her spine to the small of her back. Falk pulled out slightly, and pushed forward, gaining purchase with each stroke. Over and over he repeated the small movements until he was finally seated all the way. There wasn’t any pain, but she felt like she was being split in two by his cock. He didn’t move, allowing her to get used to the feeling of him. Her impatience took over, and she gained the courage to move, wiggling her bottom against him. He groaned in response.
“Are you ready for me to move?”
“Yes,” she panted. “I need you to fuck me. I need to feel something.”
“You will. Just be patient.”
He pulled out and thrust slowly back in, sending frissons of pleasure straight to her cunt. Brayden swore. “Holy fuck, her pussy just tightened on me. Get your ass moving, Falk. I can’t hold on forever here.”
Falk was getting into a pattern when Brayden joined in. When Brayden thrust into her pussy, Falk pulled out of her ass. When Brayden pulled out, Falk pushed in. There wasn’t a moment when she wasn’t filled with cock. She was moaning and urging them on, the feeling unlike anything she had ever experienced or thought to experience.
She felt a gentle hand on her chin. Josh.
“Are you ready for me, sweetheart?”
He was kneeling in front of her, his cock jutting out, long and thick, with a pearly drop of pre-cum leaking from the head. She licked her lips in anticipation. She loved how Josh tasted. He came closer and she swiped her tongue over the head, the salty taste bursting on her tongue. She hummed in appreciation. Josh’s hand came around the back of her head, tangling in her hair.
“Don’t tease me, Ava. I need your mouth on me so badly. God, you suck me so good.”
His voice was hoarse as she took him in her mouth, a sigh escaping when he bumped the back of her throat. She didn’t tease him, starting an up-and-down rhythm with only one goal. His climax.
She started floating, the pleasure building in her body. She was filled with her men’s cocks every moment, each stroke sending her closer to release. With every thrust of Brayden’s cock, he rubbed her clit with his groin. Falk’s cock was rubbing dark, sensitive nerves in her ass, and Josh’s cock was pistoning in and out of her mouth. She was an instrument to be played for their pleasure. But she was full of pleasure, too. As much as she gave, she received back, threefold. How could she ever have been unsure of being with these men? This was more than she’d ever dreamed.
Brayden grunted. “Now.” He reached between them and rubbed her clit, sending her over the edge immediately. Her orgasm was an explosion sending tiny pieces of her everywhere. Her pussy and ass clamped down, toppling Brayden and Falk over the cliff. They both bit off a stream of expletives and their cocks seemed to actually swell inside of her. She was packed so full of cock, she could feel the spasms as they shot their seed into the condoms. It sent ripples of pleasure straight to her fingers and toes, and she sucked even harder on Josh’s cock, determined he would come with the three of them.
Josh thrust one last time deep into her throat, freezing, every muscle in his body tight. His hand tightened in her hair and then her mouth was full of his hot cum. She swallowed as fast as she could, not wanting to miss a drop. He finally pulled from her mouth and fell back on the bed, his shaggy blond hair fallen over one eye, a grin on his face.
“Damn, that was fucking good.”
She collapsed on Brayden’s chest, their bodies sticky with perspiration. Falk cuddled her back. “Easy, beautiful. I’m going to pull out very slowly.”
She winced slightly when he withdrew, not from any real pain, but from well-used muscles. She was definitely going to be sore tomorrow. She felt the bed lift as he headed into the bathroom. She knew she was going to have to let Brayden up, too, but her limbs were reluctant to cooperate.
She eased off of him, dropping a kiss on his chest before rolling onto her back with a sigh. Josh pulled the covers over them both and Brayden levered himself out of bed and headed for the bathroom also. She poked Josh in the ribs.
“Thirsty.”
His body shook with laughter. “I get your not-so-subtle hint. I’ll get Falk or Brayden to bring us some bottled water.”
“What will we do?” Falk strolled back into the bedroom, naked as the day he was born. He was completely unselfconscious about his nudity. She wished she could be so brave. She wasn’t self-conscious when they were making love, but walking casually
around the house without a stitch on wasn’t happening anytime soon.
“Ava’s thirsty. Me, too, actually. How about getting some bottled water out of the fridge?”
Brayden strolled out of the bathroom. “Bottled water isn’t good for the environment. I’ll get us a pitcher of ice water and four glasses.”
Ava clapped her hand over her mouth to hold in the laughter. “Do all of you walk around the house naked all the time?”
Brayden looked down at himself with a grin. “Guys don’t think about being naked like girls do. It’s just a body.”
Falk rolled his eyes. “In other words, yes, we do. Guys like to be comfortable. End of story.”
Ava drank in the sight of their gorgeous male bodies. “I’m not complaining, just wondering. I like to be comfortable, too. Usually I’m comfortable in sweats and a T-shirt.”
Josh tossed the covers back so both of their bodies were displayed. “I think from now on we’ll require nudity when we’re in the house.”
Ava scrambled to pull the covers back up, but Josh wouldn’t let her. “Uh-uh, you have a beautiful body and we’re not going to let you hide it. I thought you would have realized that by now.”
Ava pressed her front to Josh’s and buried her face in his neck. “I’m not sure I’m ready to be naked in front of you guys all the time.”
Josh smacked her bottom. “Get ready. We’re simple men and we like simple things. Beer, sports, and naked chicks. You’re our chick.”
“So I have to be naked?”
Brayden quirked an eyebrow. “Are you planning to let us see other chicks naked?”
Ava sat up with a scowl. “Hell, no.”
“Then you have to be naked. It’s the only way.”
Brayden had a point. They’d effectively cornered her. “Okay, I’ll give it a try. Unless it gets cold. If it gets cold, I want clothes.”
Falk smiled. “If it gets cold, we’ll keep you warm.”
They could definitely keep her warm. Or hot. Very, very hot.
* * * *
If she was going to be naked, she might as well take a bath. At least that’s what she told herself when she saw the huge jetted tub in the master bathroom. She was now lazing in the swirling water, completely relaxed, her head pillowed on a towel.
“I thought I would find you in here. Are you hiding?”
She peeked open one eye and saw Brayden looming over her with a smile.
“No. Well, kind of. I’m not used to being around so many people. I’ve lived alone for the past year since the divorce. Even when I was married, Mike worked a lot of hours. I’m comfortable entertaining myself.”
Brayden knelt by the tub. “I don’t blame you. I love Josh and Falk like brothers, but sometimes I like to have some alone time. It’s one of the reasons the house is so large. We can all have our own spaces.”
The house was huge. With five bedrooms, five and a half baths, a game room, a media room, and a super-large kitchen, it was one of the nicest homes she’d been in. That was saying something. She’d been in some very expensive homes in Chicago.
She’d been hesitant the last two weeks about spending the night here with them, but had let them convince her last night. Now she was wondering why she’d been so stubborn. It was wonderful to wake up with them this morning. They’d fallen asleep in Brayden’s bed after their amazing lovemaking. She’d been awakened to breakfast in bed. There wasn’t any bacon, but Falk had made her a lovely ham-and-cheese omelet. Josh had made her coffee, of course. Brayden’s contribution had been yogurt with fresh strawberries. She’d felt thoroughly spoiled and more than a little decadent. Now she was lying in a bathtub the size of a small swimming pool, letting the water work on all the areas that were unsurprisingly sore today.
Brayden trailed his fingers through the water. “Can I ask you a question?”
He had a serious expression on his face so she wasn’t sure she was going to like the question, but she nodded anyway.
“We chased you for a long time. What finally convinced you to go out with us? What finally convinced you to have a relationship with us?”
It was a fair question. She’d been running from them for months.
“A couple of things. The girls for one. They showed me that living alone for the rest of my life really wasn’t all that it’s cracked up to be. They have good men, and they were adamant that good men were out there. They were also adamant that you all were good men.” She sat up a little in the tub. “And then it was all of you. You weren’t pushy or arrogant. Yeah, you were confident but not in an egotistical way. You were…nice. Nice men who I liked and respected. So, I let you convince me to go out on three dates.”
“I’m happy about that. What made you decide to trust us then?”
She gave him a dimpled smile. “You mean what made me decide to sleep with you?”
Brayden chuckled. “Not that we’ve done much sleeping, but yes.”
Ava sighed. She hated talking about her past, but it wasn’t a secret or anything.
“If you must know the truth, it’s because you’re nothing like Mike.”
“Nothing like Mike,” Brayden repeated, his eyes narrowed. “I’m happy to hear that.”
“Mike was the first guy I ever had a serious relationship with. My parents had a very happy marriage. I guess I assumed when a man said he loved me, he would treat me the way my father treated my mother. It didn’t turn out that way.”
Brayden nodded. “You had a happy relationship as a model. That’s probably worked in our favor, I’d imagine.”
“It did. My mother was the center of my father’s world. Each of them was always trying to make the other happy. Always doing nice things for each other. You guys do that with me.”
Brayden caught her fingers in his. “You do it, too. You’re always thinking of ways to make us happy, whether it’s finding a DVD you know Falk will love, playing touch football with Josh, or finding a book you think I’ll like. You’re a giving person, Ava. Did your ex-husband take advantage of that?”
It was a loaded question. It would be easy to blame Mike for all the ills in their marriage, but it wouldn’t be fair, or right. She was past blaming him for every single ill they’d had. It took two to really screw up a relationship as badly as their marriage. She’d finally realized she had to own up to her part, too.
“Some might say that. I’ve had some time to think about what went wrong and it was really that we had different expectations of what marriage should be.”
“What were his expectations?”
Ava stretched her toes out and put them in front of a jet, the water soothing her feet from the high heels she wore so often.
“First of all, Mike isn’t a bad person. He’s self-absorbed and selfish. A little arrogant. Your typical gifted surgeon. His life revolved around him and his needs. If I had been older, perhaps I would have picked up on that when we were dating. He wasn’t cruel. He simply didn’t factor my needs into his daily life. He wanted to come and go as he pleased, eat whenever he wanted to, and do whatever he wanted to. Not complicated.”
Brayden frowned. “You were complicated?”
“For Mike, I was. I wanted him to think about my needs first. He couldn’t understand why I couldn’t take care of my own needs. After all, he didn’t ask me to take care of his. He felt people should be self-sufficient. He didn’t like messy, emotional ties.”
“Let me guess, you tried to put his needs first anyway.”
Ava sighed and stared at the ceiling. “Yes. Then I’d be resentful when he wouldn’t do the same. We’d argue and he’d say he hadn’t asked me to do it. Then, I’d get emotional and he’d withdraw. Eventually, he withdrew completely and found a woman who wasn’t as needy as I was. She’s tall, too.”
Brayden started massaging her shoulders. “I doubt her height had anything to do with it.”
“That feels wonderful. Actually, he always said I was too short. I was never sure what I was too short for, but he said it quite a b
it.”
Brayden dug into a particularly stiff shoulder muscle and she groaned. “He sounds like a jerk. There’s not a damn thing wrong with your height. I like the fact you’re so petite. I can pick you up and carry you any place I want you to be. And I like messy, emotional ties, by the way. I want each of us to put the other’s needs first. It sounds like your parents had the right idea. Are they still alive? You don’t talk about them much.”
Ava felt the tears prick the back of her eyes. “No. Mom passed away when I was in high school. Cancer. Dad was never the same. He passed away five years later of a heart attack. I think he died of a broken heart. He said once he’d lost his soul mate.”
Brayden tucked a stray hair back from her face. “Aw, baby. You have us now. We think you’re our soul mate.”
She brushed her eyes with the back of her hand. “Soul mate to three men? Isn’t that stretching things?”
“If you can believe in soul mates, can’t you believe in having more than one?”
“I believe I’m turning into a prune. It may be time to come out of the tub.”
Brayden grinned and shook his head, pulling his shirt off and tossing it away. “I was thinking of joining my soul mate in a soak. Any objections?”
Ava’s mouth watered at the sight of his wide, muscled chest and flat abs. A narrow band of silky dark hair trailed down his chest and into his pants, pointing the way to heaven. His fly was tented, his hard cock pressing against it.
“I can’t think of one objection. Hop in.”
* * * *
Brayden sank into the hot, swirling water. It felt damn good on his sore muscles. He’d woken up early and ran five miles this morning. He hated to leave a warm bed, cuddled up with Ava, but he’d managed to run, shower, and creep back under the covers before she woke.
They’d finally managed to convince her to spend the night. She’d been keeping that distance from them, a kind of last fortress of independence for her. Unnecessary and unneeded, but they hadn’t wanted to push the issue. They wanted to be part of her life, not take it over. He was happy to hear they’d made significant inroads with her trust issues. Her ex-husband sounded like a real selfish son of a bitch. Ava was classy not to blame him completely.
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