Mikayla [Orchidea: Love on the Bayou 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Dixie Lynn Dwyer

  “He wasn’t an ex-boyfriend. I took care of it, and I felt that there was no need to carry on about it. I don’t know what type of women you four are used to, but I fight my own battles, and I won’t use some incident of sexual harassment to get my potential boyfriends to show protectiveness or aggressive behavior in some barbaric show of affection.”

  “Potential boyfriends?” Antoine asked.

  “Incident of sexual harassment? Try sexual assault, Mikayla,” Michael added.

  “Barbaric show of affection?” Douglas stated, and before she could step out of his hold, he pulled her tighter against him and kissed her.

  At first his lips pressed hard against her own lips, but then as if realizing she could be feeling some pain from the “sexual assault” as Michael had put it, Douglas eased up on the kiss. His hands roamed over every inch of her body then under her skirt to her ass. He massaged and squeezed while his tongue explored her mouth. She moaned into his mouth, and the atmosphere in the room took a total turn.

  Douglas lifted her up, and she wrapped her legs around his waist and kissed him back. He was so tall and large with wide shoulders and bulging muscles that it was difficult to truly hug him to her, but she did her best.

  * * * *

  Douglas couldn’t get enough of her taste. He wanted her. He was worried about her safety and the fact that some lowlife attacked her that all he wanted to do was hold her close to him. He meant to stop her from further outbursts when he kissed her. He didn’t want to hear about overprotectiveness, testosterone, and her damn independence. Some asshole hurt her, and it could have been a lot worse. Now, as he felt her ass beneath the palm of his hand and the skimpy panties she wore, he became more possessive and angry at what could have happened to her. Now here she was, kissing him back and rubbing herself against him, and all he wanted was to make love to her.

  Slowly he released her lips to kiss along her shoulder and neck. He cupped her breast with his right hand while he held her against him with his left hand plastered to her ass. She clung to him, and when she didn’t tell him to stop, he continued to massage her breast and then push the material down. He was shocked that she wasn’t wearing a bra. What if that guy had gotten further? His anger was getting the better of him, so he focused on her beauty, her soft, tanned skin, and her moans.

  He licked over her breast then pulled the pink nipple between his front teeth. She squeezed his shoulders and thrust her mound against his waist.

  “Mikayla, I don’t want to stop, sugar. I want you here and now.”

  “Yes, oh God, yes, please,” she replied, and he squeezed her to him.

  “Not here. I don’t want our first time to be in a damn living room with you bent over an arm of a chair. I’ll save that for another time.”

  She blushed then laid her head against his chest.

  He began to carry her from the room, and his brothers followed him upstairs to the bedroom.

  * * * *

  Mikayla was shaking. One minute she was getting bent at them for acting so overprotective and the next she was all fired up and wet beyond belief from Douglas’s kiss and caress. She wanted him. She wanted all of them. As he climbed the stairs, she knew that the others followed. Anticipation filled her, and then she recalled how they said they’d never done this before. Together, they’d never made love to a woman.

  Douglas held her as if she weighed nothing at all, and it thrilled her to be in his arms and carried to his bedroom. They entered a large room, down a long hallway, and it was dimly lit. She was grateful, as the fear that they might not find her as attractive naked filled her mind. The damn insecure thoughts could ruin this time. She swallowed hard as Douglas slowly lowered her down his body until her feet touched the floor.

  He held her gaze, and she looked up, absorbing his intense stare. He began to slide the sweater off her shoulders, down her arms, then onto the floor. She was glad she had worn the strapless dress, and it appeared that the others were as well.

  He caressed her arms, and then she felt another presence behind her. Michael caressed her neck then lifted her hair off her shoulders before she felt his lips singe her skin. She closed her eyes and absorbed the feeling of them touching her.

  “So beautiful. So soft and sweet,” Douglas whispered then kissed her lips softly. Someone took her left hand and brought it higher until she felt tender kisses upon each finger. She didn’t want to look. She just wanted to feel and to know that all four of them were touching her together. Then she felt her other hand being raised softly and her fingertips kissed gently. Her hand hurt, but she hid it from them.

  “This is such a pretty dress, and you look really good in it, sugar, but it has to come off. I want to see all of you,” Douglas whispered.

  She opened her eyes to find him staring at her. A glance to her left and she saw Pierre. A glance to her right and she saw Antoine. She knew that Michael was behind her, and then she felt his erection despite the pants he wore as he pressed against her.

  “You’ve got me so fucking hard right now, Mikayla. I want to spank you for what you’ve done. You will learn to not keep secrets from us. Especially when it involves your safety,” he stated, surprising her and making her jolt forward toward Douglas as Michael glided the palm of his hand over her ass cheeks.

  Damn, did she find his words to be so erotic and dark. She never thought about being spanked during sex. Apparently his authoritative side led even into the bedroom.

  “She doesn’t understand the rules, Michael. We’ll have to make her understand the rules we have and that they’re for her protection and safety,” Douglas offered.

  “What rules?” she asked as her voice cracked, revealing that their touch and their words were having an effect on her.

  Douglas began to run his fingers under the seam of her dress then slowly pull it down to her feet. She heard their intakes of breath and then felt Pierre and Antoine hold her arms and press a hand against her waist to balance her as she stepped out of the dress.

  Douglas stepped back to take in the sight of her.

  “Fucking hot,” he whispered, then reached toward her, trailing a finger from her throat down her belly between her breasts to her mound. With his finger he drew circles over the silk of her thong panties, pressing deeper to separate her pussy lips. She moaned then pressed against his finger, and he chuckled.

  “You like that, Mikayla? You like when I tease your cunt?” he asked, and she moaned again, closing her eyes and shying away from his naughty language as the heat filled her center.

  “Come take a look at our woman. Come see how wet she is for us,” Douglas stated, and they each stepped next to him and looked at her.

  Michael had a look of pure lust on his face. His eyes matched Antoine’s who began to undress before her eyes. He was a work of art. Then it was Douglas who pulled his shirt up over his head and tossed it behind him without a care. Next came his pants and damn if the man wasn’t wearing any underwear or boxers. She swallowed hard and licked her lips. He was huge.

  Pierre followed suit, pulling off his shirt, revealing a very chiseled chest and perfect abs. They were all in amazing shape, and her body tingled with desire and trepidation. Could she do this? Could she have sex with four men?

  “I love the heels, sugar. Those are going to stay on while I fuck you long and slow.” Douglas pulled her to him and kissed her again. She felt another set of hands on her waist then her panties being pulled from her body.

  “Look at this ass. It will be a pleasure to spank it,” Michael said then pressed the palms of his hands against her lower back then over her ass cheeks.

  “It’s going to be even better to fuck it,” Pierre added, and she felt her pussy leak. Douglas lifted her up then placed her on the bed. He stood between her legs, staring at her body and running his large hands along her torso then over her breasts.

  “You were built for me. For us,” he stated then let his finger trace her nipple and her right breast before reaching her chin and nose. Som
ething came over her, and she arched toward him. His eyes widened, and she saw Antoine, Pierre, and Michael surround them.

  “You’re sure, Mikayla? It’s all of us or none,” Pierre stated.

  “Yes. I want you all,” she told them, and Douglas tore open a foil wrap and prepared to make love to her.

  He pressed his thumbs over her pussy lips and then her thighs.

  “I have to be inside of you.” He slowly penetrated her.

  Mikayla moaned and grabbed on to his shoulders as he pushed deeper then covered her body with his own. Even the feel of his hard cock pressing into her felt so good and yet different.

  She absorbed every movement, every stroke, and every feel of his touch and even the intensity of his emotions as he made love to her. He was very large, and as he increased his speed, she opened her mouth to gasp for breath. He lifted up, thrusting his hips into her, telling her how beautiful she was and how good it felt to be inside of her. Then she felt Michael move onto the bed and take her right breast into his mouth. He licked her nipple then pulled and tugged on it, eliciting more sensations. She was about to explode.

  “Such a sweet mouth. I got something for you, sugar,” Pierre stated with his cock fisted in his hand. Her eyes widened, and she wondered if she could do this. Could she suck on Pierre as Douglas made love to her?

  Michael was now above her caressing her shoulders and her left breast.

  “You can do it, baby. Open up for him. We want to all make love to you.

  Slowly she opened for Pierre, seeing the intensity and that mysterious darkness that showed in his eyes.

  She licked the tip of his cock then opened wider as Douglas slowed his strokes and Antoine feasted on her breast. She did her best to lick him then swallow as much of him as she could. He held her head and pressed into her until he found a rhythm she could keep up with.

  There she was, being made love to by Douglas and now Pierre. They were all there. They were all part of it, and she could feel the connection.

  * * * *

  Michael glanced at Antoine, and they shared a moment of relief and joy. Mikayla was the woman they had all been waiting for. They were going to be great together, all five of them.

  He watched Douglas, who always kept his emotions hidden, make love to their woman first. It was crazy how into her he was and how they all had such deep feelings for Mikayla already. They still had a ways to go, and they needed her to know what being involved with them truly meant. This incident today that she refused to allow them information on would not occur again. Ever.

  “Oh hell, Mikayla, I’m there, sugar,” Douglas stated then thrust hard and fast into her a few more times until he came. She moaned as Pierre came at the same time then pulled from her mouth to kiss her.

  Douglas laid his head against her breast, kissing her skin and remaining inside of her.

  Michael and Antoine watched and smiled.

  * * * *

  It was Pierre who stood up and smiled at Mikayla first. She locked gazes with him, his scent and his taste imbedded in her body forever. He wasn’t finished with her yet. Douglas kissed her neck, making his way to her lips. She kissed him back then wrapped her arms around his shoulders to hug him to her. It felt so right to be here like this.

  Douglas pulled from her, moaning softly then stepping out from between her legs. Antoine took his place. He began to massage her thighs, and she was becoming aroused again. That’s when she felt Michael next to her brushing his fingers against her cheek.

  “Feel good?’ he asked, and she nodded, making him smile.

  “Let’s try something, okay?” he asked. She felt Antoine step back then flip her to her belly. He lifted under her hips and she knew what he wanted. She swallowed hard then cringed as the pain hit her right hand. But she wouldn’t ruin this moment. She wanted to make love to all four of them. She wanted this.

  Antoine massaged her ass cheeks, and in between he licked along her spine, making her push her breasts out forward. Michael took position in front of her, and she knew what he wanted.

  “Ever have anal sex, sugar?” Antoine asked her.

  She tightened up then looked over her shoulder at him. “No.”

  “Ah, a virgin ass. I told you she had a great ass,” Douglas chimed in, and she felt her cheeks warm. Antoine caressed a finger along her crevice to the puckered hole, and she tightened up again.

  “No worries, sugar, we’ll work on this ass and get it ready for cock in no time,” Antoine told her then nipped her on the ass cheek.

  “Hey!” She heard the tearing of foil right before she felt the bulbous head at her pussy from behind.

  Slowly he eased into her, wrapping an arm around her midsection, taking his time to penetrate her.

  When she opened her eyes, Michael was watching her, holding his cock in his hands and rubbing up and down. She moaned at the series of sensations going through her body.

  “So fucking tight. You’re warm and so wet for us, sugar, aren’t you?” Antoine asked, penetrating deeper.

  “Oh yes, damn, it feels so tight, so good,” she told them.

  “I want to feel that wet, hot mouth on me. Come here,” Michael told her, and Antoine loosened his hold on her waist, pressing her back down lower so she could suck on Michael’s cock.

  She felt his hands massage her ass cheeks, making her get lost in his strokes as she opened her mouth to take Michael’s cock.

  She licked along the base to his balls then back up, making Michael grab her hair and steady her strokes. She devoured as much of him as she could just as Antoine moved faster and harder into her from behind.

  Her breasts were swinging back and forth, her mouth was trying to keep up with Michael’s strokes, and her anus tingled with anticipation of the anal intercourse Antoine asked about.

  She felt her body release another series of small explosions, and she knew she was going to lose it.

  “That’s it, sugar, nice and easy,” Antoine told her then pressed a finger to her anus.

  She screamed around Michael’s cock and Michael moaned.

  “Fuck, Antoine, do it again. She fucking sucked so deep and hard. It was fucking incredible. I’m gonna come.”

  Antoine thrust into her three more times then pressed a finger into her tight rings. He moved his finger in and out of her ass in rhythm to his strokes.

  “Fuck!” Michael yelled then exploded inside of her mouth. Mikayla swallowed quickly, and Michael pulled from her mouth. He kissed her cheeks and her lips before plunging his tongue into her mouth. It was as if he couldn’t get enough of her.

  She panted for air as she held on to the comforter.

  “So tight. Damn!” Antoine roared then thrust hard, penetrating deeply as he spilled his seed into her as he gasped for air.

  * * * *

  Antoine heard Mikayla cry out as if her hand continued to ache terribly, and then he watched as she collapsed to the bed.

  “Mikayla?” Antoine yelled, pulling from her body then turning her to look at him. He was concerned that he was too rough, and then he saw her smile.

  “Are you all right?” he asked as Michael, Pierre, and Douglas quickly gathered around her. They were wearing their boxers and jeans.

  “Oh I’m fine. That was incredible,” she whispered, and Antoine released the breath he had been holding.

  “Damn, you scared me.”

  “It was just my hand. It really hurts,” she stated with her hand over her eyes and the silence filled the room.

  Antoine looked around at his brothers. They were all upset and they needed to explain to Mikayla that they had rules for her to abide by. Truth was, they had a feeling her independence would get in the way of most of what they each desired in their woman. Antoine stood up and pulled on his boxers then jeans. He left the button unbuttoned. Michael pulled Mikayla into his arms and held her against him.

  * * * *

  She laid her head against Michael’s chest. The small dusting of hair down the middle led straight to his co
ck which right now was hard and sticking up.

  “Let me see your hand,” he told her firmly, and her belly quivered. Were they back at this again?

  She laid it over his chest then lifted her head up to look at him. He touched her hand, and even she could see the swelling.

  “Let me have a look,” Antoine interrupted. She pressed her body closer to Michael’s, trying her best to cover up a bit despite the fact that she’d just had sex with four men.

  “Don’t be shy now, sugar. We’ve only just begun,” Michael teased then kissed her cheek.

  Antoine tried to look closer at her hand as he kneeled next to them in the center of the bed, but she pulled it away.

  “It will be fine, really, Antoine.”

  He looked at her sternly, and he wasn’t happy.

  “I’ll be the judge of that,” he replied. Michael raised his eyebrows and appeared just as concerned now.

  “I want to look at it,” Antoine told her. He took her wrist and began to pull her up to a kneeling position in front of him.

  She did and met his stern gaze with her own.

  “Don’t treat me like a child,” she stated a bit louder than she meant.

  Antoine exhaled then placed his other hand on her hip.

  She immediately felt Michael behind her as he pressed his body closer to hers. His cock sat at the seam of her ass.

  She closed her eyes, and immediately Michael was pulling her back against him.

  “Listen to what Doc has to say. He knows what he’s talking about,” Michael whispered against her ear then licked her lobe. She squirmed a little, trying to resist his hold a moment. But then Michael’s fingers smoothed down her belly to her pussy, and he pressed a digit into her.