“Are you sure you’re okay?” he asked her and prayed she said she was fine.
She lifted up and stroked his cock, bringing the tip to her pussy.
“I’m more than okay, Gino. I need this. I want all of you one after the next so our first times are together the way it should be.”
“Then take me inside you, baby. Make me yours.”
She closed her eyes and moaned, and he saw Damon was behind her stroking her cunt. He eased his fingers out, and she popped her eyes open and slid her pussy down over Gino’s cock.
“That’s it, girl. You ride him good while I explore this sexy, tight ass of yours.”
“Holy crap, Damon,” she said, and they all chuckled, but she began to set a pace. Up and down, back and forth she rode his cock. Gino held her hips and lifted her up and down as her sexy breasts bobbed with every thrust.
“Damon!” She cried out and pressed lower over Gino, and he could feel the tightness in her pussy and knew that Damon was stroking her ass.
He was pressed behind her with a hand on her hip, pulling her up and pressing her lower so she would feel deeper penetration, leading her as she rode Gino.
Gino was losing his mind.
“Such a tight, sexy ass. Fuck, I think you’re going to like my cock in your ass, aren’t you, Antonia?”
“Yes, Damon. Yes, oh, God, I can’t…I can’t.” She gasped and then cried out another release.
“Fuck, Damon, I’m there. Holy shit,” Gino yelled, and he thrust upward as he held her still by her hips. Behind her, his brother continued to stroke her ass until Gino roared his release.
They were both panting for breath, and Antonia gasped.
“Fuck, I need in, Gino. Now.”
Gino looked at Antonia, who was dazed and so aroused, reaching back to touch Damon. Damon’s arm wrapped around her mid-section, pulling her up and off of Gino. He slid to the right, feeling his cock throb with oversensitivity, but he couldn’t tear his eyes away from Antonia’s and Damon’s expressions.
Damon set her on all fours and leaned over her back, his arm still snug around her waist.
“Mine, baby. I need you so badly, and one day, really soon, I’m going to fuck this ass, and you’re going to call my name out in ecstasy. You got it?”
“Yes. Yes, Damon, please do something. Please,” she begged.
“I plan to.”
He eased his cock out and then slammed right into her pussy from behind.
Antonia cried out, tilting her head and chest forward as she gripped the comforter. He pulled back and then stroked into her again and again. Gino and his brothers watched. Antonia’s facial expression of lust, desire, and need matched Damon’s.
“You’re ours now. No secrets, no pulling back, no more walls. You understand me?” he demanded, and she cried out her release.
“Yes, I’m yours, all yours,” she yelled, and he thrust into her over and over again until he roared as she came, his thighs surrounding her petite frame, gripping her in a possessive, protective manner. He grunted and tightened his grasp, infusing his possession, his desire and need, like a blanket around her body before falling to the bed in a bundle. Damon quickly pulled from her pussy and then lifted her up onto his chest. He cupped her face with one hand and brought her closer.
“Fucking fantastic. I’ll never get enough of you. Never.”
He kissed her fully, and Antonia hugged Damon tightly and then lay against his chest once he released her lips.
A glance around the bed and he saw his brothers all looking at him and nodding. They’d found their woman, their one lover to share and make their own. Now they had the responsibility of protecting her and showing her exactly what true love was all about and what belonging to the Cortland men was going to be like.
* * * *
Antonia jerked awake, realizing she was naked. As a strong arm pulled her back down and a thick, long leg encased her body pulling her closer, it all came back to her. She locked onto Gino. His eyes were closed, but obviously he was wide-awake. All those muscles stared back at her. His tan face, covered in a thin beard, and the urge to run her fingers through that wild, wavy hair made her belly fill with butterflies She smiled softly and then tightened up a moment as warm, firm lips kissed her shoulder.
“Morning, sweetness.”
Damon.
She smiled and tilted her head over her shoulder to see his face. He was so damn good looking. He could give Tom Cruise a run for his money. She couldn’t believe she’d engaged in a ménage last night. Holy crap. Her cheeks warmed, and he squinted at her.
He cupped her breast, causing Gino to move his thigh.
“No regrets or second thoughts. You’re ours.” He pressed his lips to hers while he stroked her hardened nipple with the pad of his thumb.
When he pulled from her lips, he and Gino rolled her to her back and both glided hands up her inner thighs, spreading her.
She opened her lips to protest, thinking after all they’d done last night she needed a reprieve, maybe even a shower but then remembered vaguely them cleaning her up last night and washing her, drying her, and then tucking her into bed.
“Now that’s one hell of a sight to start my day,” Cesar exclaimed, walking into her bedroom carrying a cup of coffee and wearing only his blue jeans. His hair was wet as though he’d taken a shower.
Two fingers stroked over her pussy lips as both Gino and Damon leaned over to lick her breasts and tease her. They all knew it drove her crazy.
“Don’t tease me like that please. I can’t take it.”
They both tugged on a nipple, hard.
“This isn’t fair.”
“What isn’t fair?” Fox asked, joining them in the room. “Oh, ain’t that such a pretty sight. Our woman’s wet, bare pussy glistening with cream just waiting to be feasted on.”
Antonia tilted her pelvis upward as Gino slid down lower and between her legs. He latched onto her clit, tugging and suckling it hard.
She couldn’t take much more of this.
“Please, Gino. Gino!” she exclaimed and came. Just like that, she was coming like a faucet.
In a flash, Gino pulled his mouth from her pussy and aligned his cock with it. “Good morning, baby.” He eased into her as he moved over her body, locking onto her eyes as he slid all the way in.
She felt sore, but the hunger, the itch deep within her cunt was begging to be scratched. She moaned and lifted her hips, trying to get him inside of her faster, but he kept in control. She had a feeling all four men would always be in control in the bedroom, even when they pretended to let her lead.
“Nice and easy, sweetie. You may be sore form last night.”
She shook her head. “I’m fine. Please, Gino, harder, deeper.”
“Jesus, give it to her, Gino. She needs it bad,” Fox said from the doorway.
Why was it when Fox gave an order it sounded like some wild, naughty command that instantly got her wet and willing to allow them to have their way with her? She couldn’t understand it. Was it that untamed look in his eyes, that wild hair and beard, the fact that he was Special Forces? Hell, if that were the case then any of the men could give her orders and she would come just the same. She was putty in their hands. She couldn’t get enough of them.
Antonia grabbed onto his shoulders and countered his thrusts. Gino thrust faster and deeper, and soon he was moving so quickly she couldn’t counter his thrust. The bed creaked and rocked, and she cried out her release, and he followed. Gino fell against her and kissed her hard on the mouth. He ran his fingers through her hair, nearly crushing her with all of his weight, but she didn’t care. She locked her legs around his waist and hugged him tight as he released her lips and caught his breath against her neck.
“I’ll never get enough of you, Antonia. Never.”
* * * *
Damon pulled her into his arms and maneuvered between her legs. Watching his brother make love to her had aroused him and made him want her once again. The poor woman di
dn’t stand a chance of a reprieve, except maybe while she was sleeping. God, it felt so good to feel her fingernails gently caressing along his shoulders. He didn’t want to even think about her working, taking her runs along the long dirt roads or even kickboxing in the gym. He was feeling super protective of her, especially as he lay above her looking at that scar right below her gorgeous, perfect breast.
He lowered his lips and kissed the scar. Antonia stopped running her nails gently along his arms and shoulder. She looked at him as he held her gaze.
“You feeling okay? Not too sore?” he asked her.
She shook her head. He ran his thumb along her nipple and breast. Her pretty, pink lips parted, and he felt his dick harden against her mound. All he had to do was lift up and he could slide right into that sweet, wet cunt and feel heaven.
He nibbled his bottom lip and stroked his thumb lower, following the raised skin of her scar.
“Don’t, Damon,” she whispered.
He squinted at her. “It angers me to know that some dick took advantage of your sweetness, your size and vulnerability and did this to you. You’re going to have to tell us eventually what happened.”
She stroked her finger down his cheek and jaw.
“Eventually, but not now. Not when this is so perfect and new and such a gift to someone like me.”
“What do you mean someone like you?” Fox asked, lying on the side of them. Fox stroked her bare arm, and she looked at him then back up to Fox when he leaned forward and kissed the raised skin.
“Someone who only knows the mean side of a men. Men who want to physically hurt women and put them down, keep them dependent on only them so they lose their self-confidence and their soul.”
She looked away and exhaled then forced a smile. “Like I said, no need to ruin this. Not when I feel so happy and safe in your arms, and with the four of you wanting me, claiming me like you have. I needed this. I need each of you.”
Damon watched a stray tear fall from her eye.
“And we need you. Right now.” Damon lifted up and kissed her as he slid his cock up into her pussy, and Antonia let go and let him in. She was tight but wet and warm. He nudged his cock deeper and deeper until he was fully seated inside of her. She hugged him tight and kissed his shoulder then leaned over to the right to kiss Fox.
Damon imagined taking her together with his brothers, and instantly, he couldn’t go slowly. He eased in and out while she kissed Fox.
He heard Fox grunt, and as Damon thrust into her pussy faster and faster, he looked down to the left and saw Antonia’s hand caressing Fox’s cock.
He pulled out and looked at Fox. “I think our woman wants a little dessert of her own.” Fox gave a wink, and Antonia’s eyes widened and she glanced from Damon to Fox. She looked confused. He lifted her up and kissed her lips. When he pulled back, he gave her ass a slap.
“On all fours and get that mouth ready for cock.”
She turned around, and he moved in behind her, thrusting into her from behind. Antonia gasped, but then Fox gently gripped her hair and head and brought his cock to her lips. She took him in instantly, and that just drove Damon even wilder with need. Up and down she bobbed her head as Damen stroked into her pussy. He felt his cock grow thicker, harder.
“That’s it, Antonia. Suck that cock. Make my brother come. Make Fox come undone with that sexy, hot, talented mouth of yours.”
“Fuck, Damon, I’m there. Fuck.” He roared and came. Antonia suckled and suckled until Fox pulled from her mouth, grunting.
“That’s right, baby. So fucking good. So special,” Damon told her, one arm wrapped around her waist and his other hand on her hip and ass, squeezing as he stroked and stroked faster, deeper.
“Damon, oh, God, I’m coming. Damon!” She screamed and came.
He felt her pussy tighten, and then the heat of her orgasm attacked all his senses and he came, too, filling her with his seed and marking her as his woman.
“Never like this, Antonia. Never.” He kissed her shoulder and her neck and then slowly eased from her body. She collapsed to the bed, and he and Fox caressed her ass and her thighs as she moaned softly.
“Thank God I don’t have to work tonight.”
“It’s a good thing we waited to give you your birthday gift.” Cesar took a seat on the bed. He caressed her damp hair from her cheeks, and she smiled up at him.
“You mean it wasn’t you coming back to my place last night and making love?” she asked so sweetly.
Cesar winked. “Nope, this is just the beginning of your pampering and care by us. We got you a full day at the spa. Massage for all those sore muscles.”
Cesar caressed her shoulder. Damon massaged her ass cheeks, getting hard and aroused all over again at the sight.
“A waxing, to maintain this bare sexy pussy,” Fox added, and she gasped and then covered her face with her hands. They all chuckled.
“It’s the works, even your hair and your nails,” Gino told her.
“That must have cost you a fortune. I can’t accept this.”
Cesar raised one of his eyebrows up at her. “Accept it. It’s our gift, and they’ll be more things coming your way. You’re our woman, and believe me, we all can afford to spoil you in any way our imaginations come up with.”
“He’s right baby. Get used to it. Your men are pretty damn wealthy.” Damon slid off the bed.
Cesar stood up and opened his arms to her.
“Now, how about a nice, long, hot shower, just the two of us, while Gino and Fox make breakfast? Then I need to get to work before the gossip starts.”
She lifted up and then knelt on the bed and quickly pressed against him. Cesar lifted her up into his arms, and she straddled his waist.
“I hate to tell you this, Chief, but more than likely everyone in town will know you and your brothers stayed the night. Mr. and Mrs. Corporal, remember?” she teased.
He chuckled. “Well then, fuck it.” He carried her to the bathroom, and Damon looked at Gino and Fox.
“I’ll take my eggs over easy, with a side of toast.”
“You’ll take whatever we make and like it. Wise ass,” Gino teased and headed out of the room.
Fox sat on the side of the bed and ran his fingers over his jaw.
“You okay?” Damon asked him.
He looked at him and shook his head.
“Okay? No fucking way. I’m in a state of shock and just wondering when it’s all going to fall apart or when I’m going to screw up and piss her off.”
Damon chuckled. “I have the feeling we’re all going to piss Antonia off at some point, but it will work out just fine. She’s ours, Fox. Let’s make her happy and keep her safe. I think we all can handle doing that to start.”
Chapter 7
“I can’t believe you slept with them. Holy shit,” Carina said then looked out over the pond.
Antonia tucked her one leg underneath her and exhaled.
Carina could tell she was happy. Hell, she was actually glowing and smiling constantly. It was as though a weight had been lifted off her shoulders. For a brief moment Carina wondered if she could ever be free from the damage Steven and Collin had done to her. Would they find her here? Repose was such an amazing place, and she didn’t want to leave.
“It just kind of happened. I knew there was this connection from the start, and attraction to each of them, but it was actually something deeper,” Antonia told her.
Carina looked at her friend, the only person she truly trusted. “Deeper?”
“Well, without getting into details, or divulging private information, they get my fears, my anxiety, and upset over the scar and what Ray did to me. The abuse, the beating down of my self-confidence, and making me feel like I could only trust him. The guys haven’t done anything to make me think they don’t care or that I’m just a woman they desire right now.”
“How can you be sure though? What if it seems perfect and they claim to be faithful to you and committed right now and then they
cheat on you or hurt you?”
Antonia sighed and leaned back. She seemed to be thinking about that.
“Carina, I can’t go on like this. Trying to figure out what the future entails and whether this connection and attraction we share will last or not… I just can’t do it. I’m scared, and I’m not going to lie. You know how I felt prior to this. Like Ray still has a hold on me. The things he drilled into my head have been popping up left and right.”
“Like what?” Carina asked.
She stared at the water. “He always told me no other man will ever have me or truly want me because I gave him my virginity. That those men could promise me everything, tell me I’m special, perfect and that they will be faithful but really they know I’m used goods.”
“Jesus, that’s crazy. You know that isn’t true, right?”
“I know I can’t get his voice out of my head or convince myself that he won’t show up some day and want me back. He said things and did things when we were intimate,” she whispered.
Carina swallowed hard. She looked at Antonia and felt her heart racing. She didn’t like seeing her friend like this, and she also knew what she was saying and could relate.
“You mean he threatened you then?”
She nodded. “The hold on me was strong, but I feel it weakening day by day, and with the more time I spend with the guys, I know it will eventually disappear. I just wish it would happen faster. That I could put the past behind me and not think about Ray at all. Then there is that fear that what Ray said could come true. That these men are just telling me things. Maybe feeling them right now but then will grow bored of me and break things off. That’s so scary. It’s like I’m getting attached but fighting it. It’s hard to explain.” She looked around them.
“But it’s hard not to get attached. You slept with them. That’s intimate. What you’re feeling about resisting this bond you feel for the Cortland men—it’s that hold you mentioned Ray still having on you. He zoned in on those insecurities for so long it’s going to take time to get confidence back.”
“You’re right. I know it, Carina, but I still can’t do it so easily. It’s a constant battle. He’s pompous, wealthy, and so confident he thinks he’s above the law, above everyone and everything.”
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