“Talk to us. Tell us what the hell is going on.” He stroked the tattoo on her hip and squinted. She covered his hand with hers.
“That tattoo is all mine. Not for a man, for any boyfriend.”
“But it’s a Marine symbol?”
“My father was a Marine, and I was, too,” she said.
“What?”
“Let’s get dressed and go into the other room,” she suggested.
“Let’s not,” Leather said and eased his palm along her belly and gripped her hip where the tattoo was, while laying one of his thick, hard thighs over her thigh between her legs, keeping her restrained to the bed. “I like you like this. Completely naked, no place to hide anything. Let’s keep it honest and real. Talk to us and make us understand why you don’t want a ménage.”
She licked her lower lip, trying hard to be strong here. Walker stroked her hand and brought her other arm up above her head. Her lips parted and he lowered down, licked along her upper rib then to her breast. She hissed.
“How long did you serve as a Marine?” Leather asked, using his thumb to stroke her tattoo then lower over her mound. He went back and forth as Walker licked and sucked her nipple.
“Almost five years.”
“You’re young. Twenty-four, right?” he asked.
“Yes, I was eighteen when I…when I enlisted.” She gasped as Walker pulled on her nipple then suckled again.
“Damn, so you’ve always been tough. Your old man was a jarhead, too, is he still alive?”
“No,” she said and looked at him. Leather was leaning on his other arm but still used his hand to keep her arm up above her like Walker was doing. He lowered down and licked back and forth over her nipple. She watched him. God, he was good looking, in a seasoned, hard kind of way. She could see the light wrinkles by his eyes, the tan marks, and the way his gruff had some lighter specks in there. He was almost forty, but damn, did the man do it for her.
“So you obviously are well trained in weaponry, you have your conceal and carry, and you keep insulated blankets around, why?” Walker asked her.
“My company. The one I own supplies all kinds of things for survivalists, adventurists, people who love the outdoors and challenges.”
Leather squinted at her as he leaned back up.
“Your own company?”
She smiled. She was pretty damn proud of it.
“Yes, it started when I was in the military. I had a knack for preparing survival kits and adding additional ideas that could be added without having additional wait, or causing bulk, and a couple of friends got into it with me, but then some things happened and they bailed and I kept going, struggled for a year but then things took off.”
They released her arms and they sat up.
“Your own company? That’s crazy. What other kind of stuff is there?” Leather asked her.
“I can show you the catalogues. It’s really cool stuff,” she told them, and sat up.
Leather stared at her body and so did Walker. She went to move but Leather put his hand over her belly and kept her in place. His dark brown eyes roamed over her naked body and boy, did her pussy react. So easily she could tell them to take her, but what would tomorrow bring? What would she feel like after? A slut, a woman who lost the battle against her own hormones? Jesus, her whole decision to refrain from having sex, from getting close to any man again, never mind multiple, just flew out the window. She needed to gain some control here or she was done for.
“I like you like this,” Leather told her, caressing her skin with his palm from hip bone to breast.
“I do, too,” Walker whispered and leaned into her to kiss her bare shoulder, her cheek, and neck.
“I’m sure you do, but considering that I’m not ready for this to continue, I think we should slow it down and go into the living room.”
Leather glanced at his watch. She stared at the cords of muscles in his forearm, the expression on his face. She heard a door slam closed. She went to move, eyes wide but Walker cupped her cheek and jaw as Leather slid that thick, large thigh over hers. She froze in place. Her heart raced as Walker held her gaze.
“They’re here.”
When he said the words she knew he meant Stone and Quantico. Oh God, no. This was getting out of hand. They were the most intimidating men. Quantico and Stone had reputations of being so bad ass in their training that men quit, gave up, because they didn’t meet these two men’s standards. She didn’t want to be attracted to them. To four men, to any men. But as they came to the doorway, her eyes locked onto Stone’s and then Quantico’s, she stopped breathing. She couldn’t move. Those deep, dark expressions, their eyes roaming over her naked flesh as Walker held her neck, stroking her jaw, making her look at them while Leather cupped her breast and then leaned down to lick her nipple.
“Seems Kendra here has an apology to give you two, for lying about being involved with someone,” Leather said and then tugged on her nipple, making her gasp.
“Oh.” She moaned.
Leather slid to the side, exposing her very wet, aroused pussy to their eyes.
“She’s learning a thing or two about older, experienced men, and how we, in particular, see something we want, and go after it and get it.”
She moved her legs to close them but Leather and Walker both stopped her with their voices alone.
“Don’t move.”
She swallowed hard.
Stone looked at her body and then the tattoo as he slowly walked closer. He put his fist on the bed to lean on and it was so close to her thigh she could feel the heat of it and wanted to move over so she could feel his touch. This was insane.
“No boyfriend? No Marine you got this tattoo for?” he asked and looked at it, at her pussy, licking his lips and then stroked the tattoo. She shivered.
“A little secret,” Leather said and stroked her thigh, widening it. Walker did the same on her other side, both caressing open her thighs as if offering her cunt to Stone.
“Our Kendra is a Marine.”
Stone narrowed his eyes at her and looked her body over then caressed and squeezed her outer thigh, the muscle tight and hard as if inspecting her physique. “That explains this sexy, hard body, now doesn’t it?” he said.
“Oh God, please. We should stop.”
He shook his head and a glance behind him and she saw Quantico in a dead stare, his arms crossed in front of his muscular chest and she was shaking. He was sexy, masculine, tough, and she didn’t know what he was thinking, but then Stone slid his palm up her body, cupping her breast then her neck and chin as he loomed over her. He held her gaze.
“You’ve let down your guard a little. Offering tastes to my brothers?” he asked, referring to them as his brothers, and it surprised her. She knew they weren’t blood brothers, but it showed their connection, the way they perceived one another to be. She couldn’t help but to like that, respect it. His large, firm hand gripped her chin and neck, tilting her head up toward him.
“Never, ever, lie to us again. Do you understand me?” Stone asked her.
Tears filled her eyes. “I didn’t mean to. I just needed you all to slow down. I told Leather and Walker that I don’t want a relationship. A ménage relationship.”
He squinted at her.
“What do you want then?” he asked, and lowered down to kiss her cheek. She closed her eyes and absorbed the feel of his thick, hard, muscular body pressing her body deeper into the mattress. She lifted up, straddled him and he cupped her cheeks.
She stared up into his eyes.
“What are we doing? It won’t work. I can’t give you what you want.”
“You’re giving us what we want right now. You naked on your bed, asking us to explore these feelings, to convince you that we’re not whoever hurt you before. We aren’t him. I think that’s why you made up the lie and held back. You’re afraid. Some young dick had you in his possession and he fucking used you, destroyed your belief in real men.” Her eyes widened.
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“It won’t work,” she whispered but then his lips touched hers and he plunged his tongue in deeply as he ran his hands along her body, making her want him as much as she wanted the others.
* * * *
Stone couldn’t believe what was happening here. When Leather texted to get over to her house, that the door was unlocked and Walker was breaking down her walls, he and Quantico were shocked. They had all been feeling so hollow inside thinking she was taken. That she was dating some guy and they couldn’t pursue her, but it was a lie. There was more going on with her and they needed to figure those things out, but right now his focus was on her luscious body, and the knowledge that she was a Marine. Holy fucking shit.
He pulled her with him as he rolled to the side to gain better access to her body. He slid his palm along her ass and back then back to her ass and squeezed. He slid his finger along the crack of her ass and she rocked her hips against him. As he pulled his mouth from hers, he needed to taste her. To explore her further. She held on to his shoulder as he licked her skin then suckled her breast, her nipple into his mouth. She moaned.
“Oh.” She hissed when he tugged a little harder on her nipple. His palm slid along her hip bone and then toward the tattoo as he pressed her down onto her back. He slid his hand down her body as he lifted up and kissed her mouth again. He took his time savoring her taste and then pressed fingers to her wet, tight cunt.
She moaned into his mouth and he plunged his tongue deeper. He thrust his fingers faster and faster and then released her lips.
“You’re so wet, sugar. Fucking wet for me. I need a taste.” She nodded and panted as he slid lower between her legs and then licked her cunt. She gripped on to his head only for Leather and Walker to raise her arms above her head. She cried out.
“Stone! Stone,” she exclaimed
He glanced up and saw her in a dead stare at Quantico.
He pulled from her pussy.
“You got my dick so hard, Kendra. Fuck, it isn’t fair that you’re this sexy and beautiful and I can’t claim you, bury my cock deep in your cunt, woman,” he told her.
“Let me taste you,” she said to him. His eyes darkened.
“Are you—”
“Yes. I want to,” she said and Walker and Leather released her arms and Stone climbed back up and she hugged him, kissed his lips while he ran his hands along her curves then rolled to his back. She lifted up and held him by his cheeks. She stared down into his eyes as he gripped her hips.
She looked like she wanted to say something but then she blinked and lowered down, kissed his lips, his chin and then his chest. She kept sliding down until her feet were on the rug at the edge of the bed and her mouth over his cock, her palms stroking his thighs and he moaned.
Her mouth felt so hot, wet, and she applied just the right amount of pressure to his dick. He couldn’t believe how good it felt. How much he needed to come in her mouth. To have some display of possession and ownership over this woman. It was desperation that filled his mind and then complete arousal as Quantico joined in.
* * * *
Quantico pulled off his shirt and undid his pants. He watched in awe, excitement and need as Kendra sucked Stone’s cock and her naked body was right in front of him and accessible. He felt a little unsure, angry at her lying and wondered what else she was hiding. He knew from the start that she was trouble. A woman who had secrets and yet for some crazy fucking reason he wanted to uncover those secrets and make her their woman. She was resistant and he knew, as he palmed her ass, and began to do some exploring of his own, that when it was done, Kendra would resist, and deny what was happening, and he would find out why.
He ran his palms along her tight, hard thighs. She was muscular, fit and sexy. As Stone moaned, Quantico slid his tongue along her ass then down her crack to her pussy. She lifted up, signaling she was fine with him exploring her while she gave Stone a blow job. His own dick hardened and he shoved down his pants and slid a finger into her pussy from behind. He used his other hand to stroke his cock and then thought about her lies, her misleading them and causing misery.
“You’ve been a bad Marine, Kendra. Lying to commanders like us. You need discipline,” he said, then slid his palm along her ass and gave it a smack.
She jerked.
“Keep sucking and accept your punishment from us,” Stone commanded, holding her hair and head and thrusting slowly upward. She moaned against his cock and Quantico continued. He thrust fingers into her pussy with one hand and smacked her ass with the other.
“A good long spanking, Quantico. We all need to discipline her,” Walker said and gave her ass a spank. Leather did the same and she wiggled and pushed back against Quantico’s fingers.
“A nice pink ass, that’s what she needs. To learn who is in charge. Who will be watching over her, taking care of her and taking from this body that will definitely be ours.”
Smack.
Smack.
“Fuck!” Stone grunted and came.
Quantico took that moment to lick along her asshole back and forth against the hole and her pussy as he thrust fingers into her. He smoothed along his hand and then slid a finger into her ass.
“Quantico. Oh God, please. Please,” she begged as he fingered both holes and rocked against her back.
“Let go and give in to this. To us.”
“Oh please. Please,” she begged.
“You want me inside of you? You want us to take away the ache, the need?” he asked her. She was silent and he stroked faster and the others caressed her skin.
“This is incredible and real. So fucking real. We don’t play games, baby. We’re older and have had our share of women and we can tell this is different,” Stone said to her.
Quantico thrust faster.
“I want you. To own this body, this pussy and ass and fuck you into submission, into knowing that you drive us crazy with need and desire,” he said and suckled her neck.
“Yes, oh Quantico, yes, do it,” she said and he pulled fingers from her pussy and ass, brought her to the edge of the bed.
“Condoms?”
“I have an IUD. Just do it. I need so badly, please,” she begged and he didn’t hesitate. He aligned his cock with her pussy from behind and he thrust right into her tight, wet channel. He roared and she cried out as he held himself still a moment.
“Holy fuck,” he exclaimed, shocked at the emotions, the deep connection he felt. He pulled back and thrust back into her again and again, and again. He caught sight of his brothers, his team, their eyes dark, filled with need as they maneuvered on the bed.
She gripped the comforter and cried out, thrusting against his cock as he held her hips and rocked into her faster and faster. Walker climbed up next to her and cupped her cheek.
“No regrets. Give in to it all as we are. No regrets ever,” he said to her and kissed her mouth as Quantico thrust into her pussy. Walker lifted his cock and she immediately lowered down to take it into her mouth. Quantico knew she was experienced with men, it both aroused him and made him feel jealous. Which was insane since he was practically forty and fucked more women in his lifetime than he could count. This was different. So fucking different that he worried about what would come of it. Not on his end, because he felt ready to commit, but on Kendra’s. Something told him she would resist despite how good this was and how perfect. It made him thrust harder, deeper until he couldn’t hold back.
“I’m there, Kendra. Come with me, woman. Let go and come,” he said to her and she rocked back. He felt her pussy muscles tighten, sending his cock over the edge as he came inside of her.
“Grrr.” He roared and shook as he came. He lowered down and kissed her back, her shoulder.
“My turn. Let me in. I want to come in your pussy, not your mouth this time,” Walker said to her. She let go and was panting, as Quantico pulled out and stepped to the side. Walker took his place and aligned his cock with her cunt and thrust right into her. She cried out and moaned.
“So good. Oh my, you’re both so big,” she said, feeding their egos. Quantico lay down on the bed and cupped her cheek. She stared at him with tears in her eyes, an expression of emotion he hadn’t expected.
“You are perfection. This was bound to happen sooner or later. Let go with us. Let us in,” he said and leaned up to kiss her.
* * * *
Kendra couldn’t believe she gave in and let them have sex with her. It was so good. She felt so much she just couldn’t resist. She didn’t want to say no. She didn’t want to lie or to push them away when having them so close felt so perfect. She gasped as Walker gripped her hips tighter and pounded into her. They were big, determined men and she accepted whatever came from this. She didn’t want them to hurt her, to use her or leave her, but that fear lingered.
“Walker! Walker,” she cried out her release and he cursed behind her and then thrust three more times and came. His arm was wrapped around her waist, his hand over her breast. He squeezed it and then slid his palm down her belly as he pulled his cock from her cunt.
“You’re incredible, woman. Absolutely incredible,” he told her, kissing her shoulder and neck. He pulled out and Leather pulled her into his arms against his chest. He cupped her cheeks and held her gaze.
“Are you okay?” he asked and tears filled her eyes. She nodded.
“Are you sure? If it’s too much, being with four of us one after the next, we’ll slow down.”
She shook her head. That guilty feeling hit her hard. Would this all be ruined when they learned this wasn’t her first ménage?
“I’m okay. I want to,” she said to him and he winked.
He rolled her to her back, cupped her cheeks and kissed her mouth. He was tender, sweet and compassionate, and it was perfect and so incredible her pussy erupted as she came.
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