by Rye Hart
“Such a beautiful girl,” Adam said into my skin.
Adam carried me to the bed before his lips made their way to mine. They were soft and gentle. Commanding, but in a delicate way. I knew who was in charge as Adam’s hands spread my legs, and soon Jacob’s fingers were massaging my tits.
Nick’s hand slipped up my leg and parted my dripping folds.
“You’re so fucking wet for us,” Nick said. “I wonder what you feel like.”
I moaned into Adam’s mouth, my hands threading through his hair as Nick began to finger me. He slid one long, dexterous digit in as my legs trembled, then quickly entered another one to stretch me.
“So tight,” Nick said.
Jacob’s fingers pinched and pulled my nipples, caressing them to pert little peaks. I could hear zippers coming undone as their bodies began to shift. Nick’s fingers disappeared from between my legs, and I whimpered at the loss of his touch. Adam raked his teeth along my bottom lip, then Jacob pulled away from my tits.
They were all pulling themselves out of their pants, and I wanted to know what they tasted like.
I slipped from the bed and fell to my knees. I gripped onto Nick’s hips first, pulling his pulsing cock toward my lips. He was long and slightly crooked. The perfect angle for hitting all those sweet spots. I took him between my lips as he groaned, his hand wrapped up in the tendrils of my hair.
“Shit, Emma. Fuck, that mouth.”
I released him with a pop and moved over to Jacob. His thick dick was already dripping for me, throbbing with need. I could feel him growing against my teeth as I took him in, gagging and moaning with every thrust he made. He cupped my cheeks and turned my gaze up toward him as his icy blue eyes clouded with lust. My hands raked down his chiseled thighs, feeling the bulging veins as he thrust into my face.
“My turn,” Adam said.
I felt him grab my hair gently, and pull me from his brother. I turned around on my knees and was met with another luscious cock. I swallowed deep and took him all the way back, gagging around him as he held my head down against his body. I braced myself against his hips as I adjusted, tears forming in my eyes.
“Adam, don’t scare her,” Jacob said.
“Emma, are you okay?” Nick asked.
I gave a thumbs-up as my eyes fluttered up to Adam, and when he looked down at me, I saw a sort of pride in his eyes.
“Fuck Emma, you are so good at that. Just. Fucking. Perfect,” Adam said.
There was something about the way he praised me that made me moan around his cock as he groaned, throwing his head back to expose that long neck of his. What I wouldn’t have given to sink my teeth into him. To taste his skin on my tongue and press my body into his.
I could feel my pussy dripping as I slowly slid his cock from between my lips.
Adam helped me to my feet and held me close to his body. I could feel Nick and Jacob guiding me toward the bed. Nick laid down and patted his stomach, urging me to get on top of him. His glistening cock was thick with want, and I could see him leaking for me. I climbed on top of him and pressed my lips to his as I felt a wet cock press against my ass.
“Before we get started,” Nick said, “I’ve got protection if we need it.”
“I’m clean. I’m on birth control. Are you guys okay?” I asked.
“We wouldn’t have started this if we weren’t,” Jacob said.
“Then, bring it on.”
I sank down onto Nick’s cock as my mouth swallowed his groans. His dick stretched me to the brim as my walls fluttered around him. I rested my forehead against his as Adam stilled against my ass. I was panting into Nick, breathing in his same air as I opened my eyes.
I saw his aquamarine stare looking back at me, a grin on his face as he moved within me.
“Holy shit,” I said breathlessly.
“Are you okay, baby girl?” Adam asked.
“Yeah,” I said. “Yeah. I-I-I oh, shit, Nick.”
“That’s what I like to hear,” Nick said.
Adam began pressing into my ass, my spit lubricating his cock. I rose my head up and moaned. As I turned my head, I found another cock waiting for me. Jacob was smiling down at me as Nick grabbed my hips, guiding me on his cock as Jacob slipped into my mouth.
Adam pushed into my ass while Jacob slid to the back of my throat and my body began to shiver. Never in my life had I felt so full before, so wanted and beautiful and lusted after. Adam’s callused hands were running over my ass, massaging my cheeks as Jacob’s hand twirled in my hair. Nick’s hands were sunken into my hips, rocking me on his cock as Adam fucked my asshole. My throat closed around Jacob’s cock, pulling grunts from his throat as he fucked my face.
I wasn’t going to last long with all this happening around me.
“So beautiful, baby girl,” Adam said.
“Look at those tits,” Nick said.
“You are perfection,” Jacob said.
“Holy fuck,” I said around Jacob’s cock.
I rode Nick’s cock harder, feeling my clit rubbing against his pelvis, causing my legs to shake as Adam cracked his hand against my ass. I groaned around Jacob’s cock, and I could feel him twitch, and I looked up just in time to see him bite down on his lip.
I could feel him about to spill down my throat as my toes curled with my climax.
“That’s right, Emma. Ride me, baby, ride me hard,” Nick said.
“I’m about to blow. Holy fuck, Emma. Shit. Swallow me down. Can you do that for me?” Jacob asked.
“Oh, she’ll be a good girl, won’t you?” Adam asked.
I came around Nick’s cock, pulling him and Adam deeper into my body as Jacob spilled down my throat. He tasted like salted marshmallows. I licked, and I sucked, gagging on his girth as he shoved it to the back of my throat. Nick held me down onto his cock as Adam continued to fuck my asshole, his hands sliding up my back as Jacob eased himself from my mouth.
“Holy shit,” I said hoarsely. “Fuck, Adam. Holy hell.”
Nick rolled his hips into me, timing his thrusts with Adam’s. My body was shaking as Jacob sat on the edge of the bed, panting as he watched his brothers fuck me. My forehead fell back down onto Nick’s as my hands planted by his head. My tits were jumping in his face, teasing his lips with my nipples.
“Give me one of those,” Nick said.
I moaned as his lips wrapped around my nipple. Adam pounded into my ass, jiggling my cheeks for his pleasure. I could feel Nick pulsing against my walls as my clit sought out its second round of release. My head was swirling with lust. My body was overwhelmed with the electricity coursing through it.
The spark Adam’s voice had started was now a blazing fire, and it left my body singed as my hands curled into the bed.
The three of us came together, a surge of moans, grunts, and sighs. My body quaked and contracted, milking the cum from Nick and Adam as they poured into me. I collapsed onto Nick as his arms wrapped around me, which pulled Adam’s cock from my puckered hole.
Then Nick slowly slid from between my legs as I rolled over onto the bed.
We were all panting, sweating messes as I gazed up at the ceiling.
What the fuck had I just done?
A few days ago, I was calling my mother a slut for fucking so many men, and now I had slept with three at the same time? Was I turning into my mother? I could smell our scents swirling in the air, permeating my bedroom and sinking into the mattress beneath our bodies. Their hands were roaming along my skin. Massaging my hips and my legs to try and get me to stop shaking.
“You okay?” Jacob asked.
“Yeah,” I said breathlessly. “It’s just. I have to—”
“Work tomorrow. I remember,” Nick said.
“That,” I said with a sigh.
“Come on, guys. Let’s let the beautiful lady rest,” Adam said.
I could hear them stumbling around, trying to get their clothes on. Zippers went up, and cocks were tucked back in. Leather jackets were shuffling around, and hair
was being tousled.
And all while my body was leaking their juices.
After they dressed, they each bent low to drop a soft kiss to my brow and murmur words of appreciation for me. My eyes were heavy with sleep and ultimate satisfaction.
I remembered my body being moved as my covers came down over me. I heard their footfalls as they made their way downstairs. I listened for the front door as it shut behind the three of them, and I drifted off to sleep as their motorcycles receded into the distance.
I had never felt more exhausted and more alive in my entire life.
CHAPTER 6
Even though the guys inquired about whether I worked the next night, they didn’t show up. I figured they must’ve been out doing something with their club or whatever, but it was still disappointing. I had been looking forward to their company, especially after the shit that went down between the four of us. It made me nervous that they hadn’t come back in, and I wondered if they really had just used me as a fuck toy.
I tried to push the thoughts out of my mind as I went in for my Thursday shift. Maybe putting some distance between myself and the Grove Brothers would help me to screw my head on straight. I had a lot of things that were quickly developing in my life. The offer was officially put in on the warehouse, which meant that Lindy and I were making more plans for how to proceed with our clothing shop. My mother had been absent for the past two days, and I was beginning to wonder what type of trouble she had gotten herself into. The last thing I needed was to be distracted by the likes of three hot brothers.
Especially brothers my mother would eventually try to hit on.
For the second night in a row, they didn't show up, which was fine because I was busy as fuck. The bar was stacked with members from most of the numerous clubs that surrounded Lucas Corner, and I was trying to make sure that everyone stayed civil. My manager called in another bouncer for the door once we hit one hundred people, so I was trying to pay attention to everyone ordering multiple drinks.
After all, the more intoxicated these men got, the rowdier the fights tended to be.
I heard two people take a seat at the bar as I was down below grabbing beers. I slid the beers across the bar to a burly man in a red leather jacket. He was eyeing me lasciviously and it was slightly unnerving. But once he had the beers in his hand, he turned and walked away.
“Got any specials?”
I turned my eyes to the two men who had sat down, and I recognized them instantly. It was the twin Grove brothers, Tanner and Tyler. They weren't accompanied by the other three but they were staring at me with these cheeky little grins on their faces.
I started wondering if they knew what had taken place between their brothers and me.
“Five-dollar fireball shots and three-dollar long-necked bottles,” I said. “And it’s nice to see you two again.”
I could see Tyler openly staring at my tits before his eyes raked up my body.
“A fireball shot sounds nice,” he said.
“I’ll take whatever my brother’s having,” Tanner said.
“Two fireball shots coming right up.”
The brothers were silent as I handed them their shots. They tossed their heads back and swallowed the alcohol down like professionals, then set the glasses back on the bar. I watched their faces for any reaction to the drink, trying to figure out if I should recommend something else to them. It was one of those shots people either loved or hated, but instead of giving me a reaction, their faces stayed blank.
They were a hard pair to read, unlike their other brothers.
“Would you two care for anything else?” I asked.
“Another one of those shots would be nice,” Tyler said.
“And I’ll have what he’s having,” Tanner said again.
I made them both up another fireball shot before things started getting rowdy. I saw one of the bouncers come in and pry a guy in a red leather jacket off a guy in a black leather jacket. The brothers turned around to see the commotion that was going on, and I saw their eyes turn to stone. The little bit of expression they did carry in their faces melted off in a heartbeat, and I wondered what was wrong.
The twins watched as the bouncer dragged the guy in the red leather jacket out the door. People were calling out all sorts of drinks for me to make, and I was thankful for the distraction. I was turning them out as fast as I could go as sweat beads gathered at the base of my neck.
The bartender that was supposed to work alongside me that night didn't show, so I was drenched in sweat by the time one in the morning rolled around. I tried to get my manager to call in Lindy so I could have some help, but part of me was glad he didn't. Being the only bartender meant I got one hundred percent of the tips.
And with being so close to having my own place to move into, I was going to need all the money I could get to furnish it.
“The two of you are much quieter than your brothers,” I said.
“Hard to get a word in edgewise with those three,” Tanner said.
“Well, would the two of you like another drink?” I asked.
“What do you recommend?” Tyler asked.
“I make a kick-ass LIT but, I’ll warn you, it’s fucking strong.”
I saw Tanner grin as he shot a glance over at his brother.
“Two LITs then,” Tyler said. “And do your worst.”
I concocted their third drink of the night and I made sure to make it strong. I handed them their small glasses, and they looked at me with this mischievous glimmer in their eyes. It was a very misleading drink, a Long Island Iced Tea. It came in a small glass and people didn’t think it to be a stiff drink.
Until they took their first sip and realized it was made solely of liquor. Five different kinds to be exact.
The way that I made it, there isn't even any soda to top it off.
“So?” I asked. “What do you think?”
“I think you should know that we’re a little jealous,” Tyler said.
“What? Can’t make a drink that good?” I asked with a wink.
“Come on Emma. You know exactly what I’m talking about,” Tanner said.
I was frozen as my eyes darted between the two brothers. Their gazes were hooked onto me, their eyes dancing around my face. I tried not to show my shock, but I knew I wasn't doing a good job of it.
At least the air had been cleared.
“Why are you jealous?” I asked.
“She’s asking us why we’re jealous,” Tyler said, grinning at his twin.
“Adam told me she was intelligent,” Tanner said.
“We don’t like it when women play dumb, beautiful,” Tyler said.
“I’m not playing dumb,” I said.
My eyes locked onto Tyler’s as he leaned forward onto the bar.
“They got to fuck you, and we haven’t been graced with that same opportunity,” Tyler said.
“Well,” I said, my mouth taking over before my brain could catch up. “I’m sure something can be arranged. You know, if your hearts are truly broken up over it.”
“And who do we have here?”
Of course, my mother, who had been gone for two days, would resurface at this very moment. Tyler and Tanner looked over at her as she approached the bar, their eyes looking her up and down before a small grimace crossed their faces. I tried to stifle a giggle as my mother leaned against the bar, her tits hanging out and her shorts riding too far up between her legs.
“Let me guess. Grove Brothers?” she asked.
But all Tyler and Tanner did was sit there and study her.
“The silent types, I can get behind that,” my mother said. “But don’t worry. One night with me changes that tune.”
Tyler actually smiled, and I felt a twinge of disappointment.
I wasn't going to stand by and listen to my mother talk to them this way. Nor was I going to stand by and watch them play into whatever disgusting hand she was playing.
I sighed as I moved to the other end of the bar, tidyin
g it up and serving other customers who were sitting there. I was pulling out beers and throwing away caps, refilling drinks and offering water to those who were too drunk to order coherently. I cut a couple of men off, and they got rowdy, which prompted me to call the bouncer over to escort them out.
Freeing up their stools, meant more could fill them and my pockets at the same time. Occasionally, I peered over at my mother. She had now wiggled her way in between the twins, laughing at something they were saying. Though I had no claim to either man, it boiled my blood to see her hands caressing their chests. I caught Tyler's gaze at one point and thought maybe he was going to get up and approach me, but then his eyes dropped back down to my mother, and I lost hope. I was hoping Tanner would turn his head and look back at me. Give me any sign that they were not enjoying the attention my mother was giving them.
But I never caught their eye again, and I gave up on my attempts to level the playing field between them and the rest of the brothers.
I'm not sure why it made me angry that she was flirting with them. I mean, I had slept with three of the five brothers a couple of nights ago. I'm sure that was something even my mother couldn't boast of. Watching her act the way she was with the twins made me sick to my stomach. I had done something so sleazy that even my mother couldn’t claim.
I needed to talk to Lindy, and I needed to do it soon. I went into the bathroom and called on my cell phone.
“Hello?” Lindy said.
“Hey,” I said.
“Emma. You at the bar?” she asked.
“I am. My mother’s back,” I said.
“Oh, wonderful. Need some company?”
“I just can’t stand the fact that she’s here. She disappears for two days, resurfaces, and moves right in the middle of a couple of guys who were talking me up tonight.”
“Oh, shit. Are you serious? Wait, were they hot?” she asked.
“Lindy, not the point. I thought maybe they were nice guys, different from most of the rest. Then Gracie shows up and their tongues are hanging out like all the others. It just pisses me off,” I said, still unsure as to why I was so upset about it. Did I really want to be with men who wanted to be with my mother? Gross.