Nailing Studs: A Contemporary Reverse Harem Romance

by Virna DePaul

  Dominic’s mouth finally found my clit, and I sank back against Logan, who laid his hand flat against my belly to keep me upright. God, this felt good…it wasn’t just the physical sensations of what they were doing to me, but also the knowledge that they wanted me so badly. They were in my thrall, just as I was in theirs. I stole a look at Taylor, who had leaned forward in his seat to watch us a little more closely; I loved the way he observed us, his face impossible to read, like he was trying to work out exactly what he wanted to do next, how he wanted to add his two cents.

  Dominic sucked softly on my clit with steady pressure as Logan first dipped his finger into my pussy to get it wet, then pushed his finger into my ass. I could feel his breath getting quicker and quicker behind me, more ragged around the edges, and I knew I wanted the same thing he did.

  “Good?” Taylor asked, drawing my attention to him. I nodded, gasping as Dominic increased the pressure between my legs.

  “Tell me what they’re doing to you,” Taylor ordered, unzipping his pants and pulling out his cock. I opened my mouth, trying to ground myself enough to come out with it.

  “Dominic’s eating my pussy…” I moaned, reaching down to touch him as Dominic slipped his hands around my thighs and pulled me even closer. “And Logan…”

  I trailed off as Logan pushed another wet finger into my ass, a jolt of pain mellowing into pleasure almost at once at the new sensations. I’d not thought much about anal play before, but now that Logan had introduced me to it, I had a feeling I was going to grow an addiction as intense as his.

  “Tell him, baby,” Logan murmured, biting down on my ear to bring me back to earth.

  “And Logan is fingering my ass,” I groaned. Taylor let out this low growl, as though satisfied by what he had heard.

  “Preparing your ass,” Logan corrected me, and I could hear the grin in his voice as he spoke. “If that’s okay with you.”

  “It is,” I gasped, unable to quite believe what I was agreeing to. I had never considered giving that up to anyone before, but I guess these guys had always been about pushing my boundaries. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.

  My bare toes curled against the wooden floor. I was glad Logan was there behind me because I was worried I would have keeled straight over if he hadn’t been. They were all still dressed and I was naked, so vulnerable, so helpless in front of them, and yet I had never felt safer in my life. That was a weird mix, for sure. And the contrast of it, the way they were pleasuring me and dominating me all at once, was pushing me close. Dominic had begun to swirl his tongue in small circles over my clit, time and time again, his fingers gripping into my thighs roughly as Logan pushed his fingers further into my ass.

  “Oh, fuck,” I gasped as the feeling took me over, pleasure radiating out over my body like a rush of emotion. I could hardly keep myself upright as Dominic continued his delicious onslaught on my clit, my pussy tingling and pulsing with oversensitivity as I came hard against his tongue. The combination of stimulation against my ass and against my pussy was crazy, not to mention the fact that it was coming from two different guys. I could feel Taylor watching us still, and I wondered what the hell he would have in store for me when he finally got his hands on me.

  Dominic got to his feet and kissed me, and the feeling of me sandwiched between the two of them like that stretched my orgasm out even further. His tongue entered my mouth and his hands traveled all over my waist and legs, as though reminding himself of just how good I felt to him. I remembered the first time doing it with just the two of us, and how sweet and gentle and tender it had been. God, I wanted his cock buried deep inside me. He was pressed against my hip through his jeans, insistent and hard as he’d ever been.

  “You really want to do this?” Logan murmured in my ear, sounding a little disbelieving. I nodded, not quite believing it myself but knowing it was right. Ever since Logan had eaten me out after our date at the wine bar, I hadn’t been able to stop thinking about—well, if his tongue and his fingers felt that good, then his dick would feel even better.

  “This I’ve got to see,” Dominic responded against my mouth, catching my bottom lip between his teeth and tugging lightly. Positioned between the two of them like this, feeling their warmth and their strength around me and focused in on me, I could have stayed there all day long. But I knew they all had other things in mind.

  “Come here.” Logan pulled me away from Dominic, a little possessive and jealous as he tended to be once in a while. He kissed me hard, taking my breath away for a moment. It was hard to focus on anything but the feel of his hands digging into my ass as his tongue moved deeper into my mouth.

  “Hands and knees, I think,” Taylor said from his chair, as if directing us in a stage play.

  I grinned at him and did as I was told. Even like that, below all three of them, all of them looking down on me, I felt so powerful. There was nothing that made me feel wanted more than being the center of desire for the three of them. Logan moved behind me, kneeling down, pausing and leaning forward to kiss each one of my ass cheeks reverently.

  The gesture made me giggle, and I wiggled my ass in front of him, encouraging him onward. Dominic had moved around to the front of me, leaning on the chair Taylor was sitting in, the two of them observing me with slight jealousy in their eyes.

  “I’ve wanted to do this since I first laid eyes on this ass,” Logan murmured as he unzipped and slipped on a condom.

  “Here,” Dom said, tossing a small packet to Logan. “Use this.”

  Using the packet of lube Dom had supplied, Logan made sure my ass was wet and ready, and then I felt his cock pressing at my entrance.

  It was such a foreign feeling at first. I closed my eyes and parted my lips, breath coming quickly, as I waited for myself to get used to the way this felt. I had expected it to hurt more, especially considering that Logan had an enormous cock, but he went slow and allowed me to set the pace. More than anything, I loved how obvious it was that this was turning him on. There was nothing better than getting to fulfill a fantasy for someone else, and hearing his breathing and those little moans he let out every time he pushed a little further into my ass was enough to get me relaxed and horny enough to handle him.

  Closing my eyes, I let myself get used to how he felt. I thought it wouldn’t feel that different from someone fucking my pussy, but I felt tighter back there, entirely filled up, and that made it way more intense. Every time he thrust forward a little, I sucked in a sharp breath and held myself steady for a moment to get used to it. He’d come to a halt, then he would pick up again, moving deeper millimeter by millimeter, carefully making sure I was enjoying this as much as he was. Eventually, after what felt like forever, he was all the way inside my ass, buried to the hilt, and the feeling was…well, the feeling was incredible.

  “Holy fuck,” Logan groaned, holding my hips still.

  I could only open and close my mouth in shock, trying to take in just how fucking amazing it felt. He began to move inside of me, going slow at first, and soon enough I found my ass stretching to take him in.

  “Fuck, you two look good like that,” Dominic murmured, his voice low and hot and desperate. For a moment, I’d forgotten that the other two were in the room, my body given over in its entirety to how fucking satisfying this felt. But then I looked up, saw the other two men looking down at me, and an idea passed through my mind. I was already feeling wild, what with having Logan fuck me in the ass like this, why not see how far I could push myself in the process?

  “Then join us.” I cocked an eyebrow at Dom. He stared at me for a moment as he tried to make sense of what I’d just said. I had been ready for it since the first moment I’d laid eyes on them. All three of them, at once, inside me. I could do it. More importantly, I wanted to do it.

  I saw the glint in Taylor’s eyes. “You want Dom to fuck your pussy?” he murmured.

  “Yes,” I breathed.

  Logan slowed himself inside of me, inching into me, apparently paying more
attention to what I was saying than anything else.

  “Dominic, please fuck my pussy while Logan’s in my ass.” I could hardly believe what I’d uttered. I had never imagined doing anything like this before I met them, but having them all here and hot for me, it seemed natural. Dominic’s eyebrows shot up, and he glanced over at Taylor, as though waiting for permission.

  “Lady’s choice.” Taylor shrugged, flashing me an impressed smile. As cool as he was acting, I knew he was into it, because the pace his hand took stroking his cock had increased with my request for Dom.

  Dominic, pulling down his pants, slipped beneath me easily, lying on the floor below me and letting his hands come to rest on my waist. I held my breath. I had no idea how this was going to feel, but I sure as hell wasn’t going to back out now. I had to know how it felt to be filled by two men.

  “Fuck,” Logan groaned from behind me, beginning to move into me a little harder once more. I loved the way anal seemed to straddle the divide between pleasure and pain, setting my teeth on edge as my brain tried to make sense of the muddle.

  “Does it feel good?” I asked him, my voice hoarse.

  “You have no fucking idea,” he replied, pushing deep once more and making me jump. But he held still as Dominic swiftly sheathed himself, and then pressed his cock against the entrance to my soaked pussy. I took deep breaths to relax as Dominic pushed into me, an inch at a time, letting me get used to his penetration.

  Finally, his cock was deep inside my pussy. He pushed himself up on his elbows so he could kiss me. They were both stock-still, letting me grow accustomed to the feel of both of them inside of me. It took me a moment to come up with the right word to describe how I felt, but then I found it: full. I felt full in a way I never had before, a satisfaction that plunged so deep inside me I could feel my head spin. Their bodies next to mine, their cocks inside me—it was everything I’d hoped for and way, way more. And I was so far from finished.

  They went slow at first, finding a pace that would match with each other, Dominic lying back down and holding tight on to my waist so I wouldn’t move too much with each of Logan’s thrusts. When I opened my eyes once more, it was to find Taylor with his lips slightly parted as he watched the three of us in action.

  Well, if he thought he was getting away that easily…

  “Come here,” I told him, pointing to the spot next to me. “I want all of you.”

  Dominic and Logan let out twin moans of arousal at the words, and I was surprised at how in control I felt despite the fact that two guys were penetrating me. Taylor got to his feet and took a spot next to me. I reached up to tug on his pants, but he brushed my hands away.

  “I got this,” he murmured.

  Still on my knees, I glanced down to see Dominic’s thick cock sliding in and out of my pussy as his eyes were open, his gaze flicking from me to Taylor. I loved how turned on they all were by watching me get fucked. Yes, there might have been a little playful jealousy between them, but it was nothing more than that.

  Taylor cupped my chin with his hand, crouching down slightly, and guided my mouth to his cock. I parted my lips eagerly, and he slowly pushed himself into my mouth, an inch at a time, just the way I liked it. Just the way the two of us had enjoyed each other in the shower only a few days before. As soon as I felt his cock hit my tongue, I felt this wave of relief hit me. I had been holding out for this moment longer than I ever realized.

  “You have no idea how good you look like that,” Taylor growled above me, pushing a strand of hair back from my face. Logan and Dominic, like me, seemed to have lost the power of speech, any articulation vanishing as the pleasure started to take over. I felt drunk on the three of them, a sensation that only intensified as they all began to fuck me at the same time.

  My brain was wiped clear as all three of them moved. All I could do was breathe heavily. Logan’s cock pistoned in and out of my ass at a steady pace, Dominic thrust deep into my pussy, and Taylor shallowly fucked my mouth even as I craved more. The more they gave me, the more I wanted it, the more I knew that nothing but this would ever be able to satisfy my urges again.

  I loved my men and couldn’t live without them.

  I had no idea how long we were like that, all three of them inside me. I could have done it all damn day long if they’d been able to. The waves of pleasure hitting me from every angle— both mentally and physically—pushed me to unreal heights. But I wasn’t ready to come quite yet. It wasn’t until I heard Logan’s breathing growing more shallow behind me and realized that he was close that I found my orgasm swelling, building, rising. It was a tidal wave, ready to break, and I clenched every muscle below my waist tight, my hands balling to fists on the ground, and finally, the combination of sensations was enough, and my body gave out at last.

  I couldn’t make a noise, stifled as I was by Taylor’s cock, but I didn’t need to—my men knew what was happening. Logan came almost the same moment I did, grunting loudly and thrusting one last time all the way into me as my ass clenched around his dick. Moments later, Dominic hit the same heights, his leg trembling against mine as he came hard. And then, Taylor, pushing his cock deep into my mouth, found his own release, his hands stroking my hair as he groaned and relaxed and erupted in my mouth.

  They all took their time pulling out of me, leaving me feeling oddly empty but completely satisfied. I swallowed, then gulped for air and collapsed, Dominic holding me tight as I lolled on his body.

  Taylor easily lifted me off Dom and carefully deposited me onto the couch. I curled up, pulling my feet up beneath myself, jaw still slack and body still trembling from the intensity of what had just happened. Taylor and Dom sank down on the couch on either side of me, and Logan headed to the bathroom to clean up as I slowly came back down to the real world.

  I groped around for the words but none came to mind. Except for… “Holy fuck…”

  “Yeah, no shit,” Dom agreed, stroking my hair. He snaked an arm around my shoulders and drew me close. “So if you’re thinking of saying no to that question we asked you earlier, you’ve got another thing coming,” he warned playfully.

  I let my head sink back against him, knowing it was time to give my men the answer they deserved. Exhaustion hit then—hell, I’d been fucked almost every which way a woman could be fucked all at one time. Slowly the exhaustion became infused with a growing sense of enthrallment. This. I’d needed this, wanted this, yearned for this, all without knowing.

  And now I was about to have it all…with just one word.

  “Kayla?” Taylor’s voice held a tremble and his expression was wary. “You can say no. We don’t want you to, but it’s up to you.”

  Logan made his way back into the room, a big grin on his face, then froze. “Wait—did something happen?” he asked, his eyes suddenly wary. “You all look so serious. Are you okay, Kayla? Is everything fine?”

  Energy built inside me, taking over the exhaustion, and I sat up, grinning. “Forget ‘fine’—that’s a four letter word. Everything is great! Fantastic! Fabulous!” Thank you, Aunt Tabitha, I mentally whispered yet again.

  My guys shifted nervously, but the worry and concern written all over their faces started to fade. I’d reassured them slightly, but I needed to give them more. Give them what they wanted—what they deserved. What I deserved. What we all did.

  “I’m saying yes. Yes, yes, yes! Move in with me.” The happiness poured out of me the moment I said it.

  “You’re sure you can handle it, Kayla? All of us?” Dominic asked, his brow still slightly furrowed.

  “Are you guys sure you can handle me?” I laughed.

  “Hell, yeah,” Logan replied, grinning.

  “Because once we move in, once we claim you as ours…” Dominic looked at the other guys who all nodded, indicating they were on the same page. “We won’t be able to let you go.”

  “I’m positive. And I never want you to let me go.” I had come to Fosterman for a reason—to start over, to find out who I was. And I�
��d discovered things about myself I never would have known had I continued to live in my “fine” little life. I was new—I was whole. And I was in love.

  They exchanged looks that I couldn’t read and I held my breath.

  “So?” I prompted them. “I said yes. Because I love you. I love you all so very much. Are you saying yes to me, too?”

  “It’s a hell-yes for me. And I love you, too, Kayla,” Dominic replied first, full of a confidence I hadn’t seen in a while. He smiled, and my heart felt full.

  Taylor grinned. “Yes. And yes, I love you, Kayla. I mean that. You showed me what the word means, and every part of me feels it for you.”

  “Yes to everything,” Logan said, reaching out for my hand. “Never thought I’d hear myself say this, but I mean it with all my heart: I love you.”

  Despite myself, I felt tears spring to my eyes. When I’d first hired the Fix-It Guys, I’d believed the sexy guys on the logo were models. And when I’d opened the door and saw the actual men standing in front of me, sexy as fuck, I’d thought it was a joke. Would they burst out into Magic Mike moves? But they were more than hot studs in tool belts. And Logan was more than a hot suit and tie. They were my everything now.

  I hadn’t expected to find a love like this, a love that made me feel so safe and so excited in the same breath, but I was beyond grateful that I had. “So we’re doing this?” I asked, my heart feeling fuller than it ever had before in my life. “The four of us living in this house? Me, starting a baking business? All of us making this our forever?”

  Taylor nodded, his bright grin spreading to his eyes. “We’re doing this, alright.”

  Logan nodded. “Hell yes, we’re doing this.”

  “Yep,” Dom said before reaching down and scooping me up in his arms. “Just promise you’ll use that oven to bake for me every once in a while.” He started for the stairs, me still in his arms.