Made Men 8: All or Nothing (Siren Publishing Menage Everlasting)

by Dixie Lynn Dwyer

  Simultaneously, Train and Logic leaned down and suckled her breasts. She felt each tongue lap at her nipples and then suckle nipple and some breast into their mouths as if starving to enjoy her flesh. Then came the lick along her ass cheeks and then her crack. Royce. Holy God, four men were feasting on her. With them restraining her she felt her pussy spasm and she closed her eyes and moaned.

  Royce took her hands from Train and Logic and pulled them behind her back and over his cock. She gasped, and wondered how the hell she was even standing up.

  “Feel what you do to me, baby. How hard you make my cock. Watching this sexy ass in all those damn tight ass dresses you wear to the clubs. I’ve wanted to see you naked for so fucking long, never mind wanted to sink my cock deep into your cunt,” Royce said, kissing along her neck and rocking his cock between her fingers.

  “Oh Royce. Really?” she asked him, sounding breathless.

  “Really,” he said and suckled her neck on her shoulder.

  “We all have,” Logic stated, releasing her breast and licking along the tip again and sucking hard.

  Brew took that moment to slide fingers into her cunt.

  “So wet for us. My God, Alda, your pussy is sopping wet,” Brew said to her.

  Her lips were parted, her breathing rapid and she felt the orgasm building and building.

  “I need a taste,” Brew said, thrusting his fingers up into her cunt, making her moan louder. He lowered to the floor, lifted her thigh over his shoulder and latched on to her clit. She fell slightly back against Royce, unable to remain balanced as she was still restrained and being feasted on. It was so wild. Brew suckled hard as she took in the sight of all their muscles, the tattoos and the way they worked together to arouse her and make her come. She was close. So damn close.

  Slowly Royce moved out of the way, releasing her hands. Her back hit the comforter and all four men attacked. Brew was sucking and stroking her pussy, his head between her thighs that were over his shoulders. He was filled with muscles, and loaded with black tattoos everywhere she could see. Intricate ones, wild ones, some scary, some just patterns and designs. Her hands were pushed up over her head, causing her breasts to lift up, her hips to raise, and Royce was there lowering down to kiss her mouth. Train and Logic continued to feast on her breasts, following her movement as they manipulated her body to their liking. Tongues and fingers trailed along her skin, then on her ribs and the tattoo she had.

  “You are gorgeous, baby. I never would have imagined you with a tattoo,” Logic said and trailed a finger along the tattoo.

  Royce released her lips and Brew lifted his mouth off her cunt. “Delicious,” he hissed. Brew looked at her with determination and desire in his eyes, licking his lips and then lifting a very thick big cock with his hand.

  “Mine,” he said and then climbed up higher, spread her thighs wider as the others moved but Royce kept her restrained and Brew began to push his cock into her pussy.

  “Let me in. Come on now, baby. Let me in.”

  He hovered above her, slid his palms over her breasts, cupped them and lowered down to lick the tips. He was torturing her, nudging his cock deeper and deeper.

  “Brew, please. Please,” she begged, widened her thighs and tilted her pelvis up. He slid his palms up her arms. Royce released his hold on her and Brew took complete control. She was shocked at his strength, his size and very intimidated by the plethora of tattoos and muscles. He pulled back and thrust into her fully. Her lips parted. She felt her pussy stretch to accommodate his thick, long cock. Alda lifted her chin and cried out as he began to thrust in and out of her cunt slowly but with purpose.

  “Look at me. Fucking look at me while I make love to you, baby! I told you this was different. Never like this, Alda. Never,” he stated and began to thrust harder, faster, gripping her shoulders and pounding into her body. She loved it. She felt a mix of uncertainty and need and it caused her body to erupt as she cried out her release.

  “So hot and sexy. Look at her. Look at our woman,” Train said and reached over and pinched her nipple.

  “Oh,” she said and Brew thrust faster and harder into her.

  “Never like this, Alda. Never. God damn, her pussy is gripping my cock. Fuck. There. So fucking there,” he said. He gripped her shoulders and thrust so hard and deep she lost her breath and he roared as he came inside of her.

  Brew ran his palms up her arms to her hands and entwined them. She stared up into his dark brown eyes as he lowered down and kissed her, using those thick, hard muscular arms to remain above her, to not crush her. He was massive.

  His lips parted like he was going to say something more and then he lowered down and kissed her lips, released her hands and then released her.

  Their lips parted and she caressed his chest with her palm as he sat up above her. He gripped her wrist. She squinted at him, feeling shocked and like maybe he didn’t like being touched or something. But what they just shared was incredible.

  He looked away and at Royce. “She packs one hell of a punch, bro,” Brew said and eased out of her and stood up. Royce stood in front of her at the edge of the bed. She started to close her legs and he shook his head.

  “You ready for me, baby?” he asked and holy God, her pussy throbbed and erupted. Royce stood before her completely naked, standing over six feet three inches tall, tan, muscular with dark brown hair, wide eyes that made her feel like he had the capabilities to see into her soul, and such a dominant expression on his face. He always seemed like the one in charge, and was always giving orders.

  He raised one of his eyebrows at her non-verbal response while he reached out and stroked her breast.

  “Yes,” she said, sounding breathless to her own ears. He licked his lips and eased a thigh between her legs.

  His fingers trailed along her tattoo and to her pussy and thigh. She wiggled and began to close her legs but his thick hard thigh was there.

  “Don’t move,” he whispered.

  She stared at him in adoration and need.

  “Arms above your head. Thighs open for me,” he told her and her heart felt like it was going to explode from her chest.

  She had been scared, angry, jealous about their experiences with other women, but right now as they used their tools, their obvious knowledge of a woman’s body on her she didn’t mind one bit at all. He hadn’t even fucked her yet and she was moving, lifting her hips, practically moaning.

  He looked at her eyes, her lips, her breasts, and her pussy.

  “Exceptional. Absolutely exceptional,” he complimented then eased over her, cupped her face between his hands and forearms and kissed her tenderly. She felt the thick, hard, weight of his body crush against her. Instinctively she lifted her thighs up against his hips and his thick cock and full balls pressed against her pussy lips. His hands eased up her arms as he pulled from her lips and lifted up, holding her gaze.

  “Remind me again, why we’ve been fighting this attraction, brothers,” he said to the others. She found it endearing that he called them his brothers, not his friends. It exemplified the closeness and connection they shared. She felt as if she was part of it, even if just for tonight.

  He eased the tip of his cock to her pussy as he released her arms and cupped her breast. He used his other hand to grip his cock.

  “Open, and let me in. I’m claiming this pussy, this body completely tonight. Understood?” he asked. She nodded but her heart, her gut clenched with a slight confusion as to what he meant. Was this a one night thing? A way to satisfy this lustful desire tonight or was it more? Was it deeper? Did she want it to be deeper? Did she expect—

  She gasped as he thrust into her fully in one hard stroke. She lifted her arms to his shoulders.

  “No. Arms up. I’ll let you touch me in a minute. I need to feel control right now, Alda. I need control,” he stated through clenched teeth. She lifted her arms back, tilted her hips up and widened her thighs as he thrust into her faster, deeper. He gripped her hips and pulled her thi
ghs up over his hips and pounded into her. Her ass and lower half lifted off the bed and he thrust and thrust, taking her breath away.

  “Never letting you out of my sight. Never. Understand me?” Royce roared and stroked and she cried out, coming and shaking at his control, his thrusts and possessiveness of her body.

  “Fuck. I can’t last. Holy fuck, I can’t,” he said and then lowered down and thrust and stroked into her until he grunted and came. He immediately kissed her mouth and rolled to his side to caress her ass and let her hug him. She ran her fingers through his hair and their lips touched numerous times, kissing, pecking, exploring. She nuzzled into his shoulder and he squeezed her so tight to him she thought he might crush her ribs. “Oh,” she exclaimed and he mumbled.

  Smack.

  She gasped, shocked that he smacked her ass.

  “You are a feminine, sweet beauty who needs big time protection.” He gripped her chin and jaw.

  “No other men. Ever,” he commanded. She stared at his eyes and his lips but didn’t answer. He squinted and then eased out of her, as Logic slid in behind her and began to caress her thigh and then her ass. He moved her to her belly and she moaned as he began to massage her.

  * * * *

  Logic’s heart was racing, his cock throbbing and a thousand thoughts ran through his mind. The four of them never took a woman together. Never really wanted to, yet here they were with Alda, one exceptionally sexy, classy, gorgeous woman and the thoughts were all over the place. Possessiveness, control, domination, desire, jealousy, it was never ending, his mind erupting in fears he never had. This was insane, intense and all he wanted to do was possess her. Their goddess. The woman they fought so hard to resist and stay clear of. He thought hearing about her with the other guy last night was bad and pissed him off, but tonight’s incident scared the crap out of him and his brothers. Brew was a nightmare, ready to kill and leave a bloody massacre in his path, the others felt the same way. Logic, however, was relieved that Alda and her friend were safe. What he hadn’t expected was the intensity, the deep need he had to claim her and with his brothers, no less. Watching them dominate her, make love to her, and mark her their woman together was territory they knew nothing about.

  “That feels good, Logic.” She moaned as he straddled her legs and ass and massaged her shoulders, her sexy back and then over her hip, the surprisingly sexy tattoo and her perfect ass.

  “You feel good, Alda. Your skin is flawless, your body perfection,” he said to her.

  He lowered down and started to kiss her neck, her shoulders and down her spine. His thick cock hardened the lower he got and then he licked and nipped her ass, making her gasp and shake.

  “Such a perfect ass. I’ve watched this sexy ass in some pretty revealing dresses, Alda. Thought about how if you were my woman only my brothers and I would get to touch this ass, caress it while we fucked it and spanked it.”

  “Logic,” she moaned. He massaged her ass cheeks and then spread her thighs. Logic slid a finger into her pussy and she lifted her hips.

  “We’re going to claim every inch of you, Alda. It’s going to take fucking you in every hole to get rid of this fear, this need for control to dissipate.” He slid a slick finger up over her anus and began to press in when she gasped and tried turning. He gripped her hips.

  “Whoa, sweetie, what’s wrong?” he asked and leaned to the side to look into her eyes.

  “Tell me. Don’t you like what I’m doing?”

  “Yes.”

  “Then why did you pull away?”

  Train climbed onto the bed. He reached over and caressed her hair.

  “We’re going to want all of you. Don’t hold back,” Train said to her.

  She pulled her lower lip between her teeth and Logic lifted her hips up. “On all fours. I need in,” he said to her and she tightened up.

  “Not my ass though,” she said and he squinted at her. He caressed her ass and then eased a finger into her pussy.

  She moaned.

  “Why not, baby? We’ll go slow. Take you nice and easy,” he said to her.

  “I never did that before. I’ve never been with more than one man at a time, Logic,” she said and his heart pounded faster.

  “A virgin ass? Oh, man,” Train said and eased his palm along her ass then smacked it.

  Her expression changed and she looked embarrassed, maybe shy at the fact.

  Logic wrapped an arm around her waist and leaned over her with his fingers slowly stroking her cunt.

  “I think that’s super sexy, Alda. That you never let a man fuck your ass. We’ll be your firsts, when you’re ready for that.” He kissed her neck and then stroked a little faster. She seemed to relax and his mind began to process his feelings and his thoughts. This sure was different. She was special in so many ways. He kind of felt like a dick, yet then his thoughts became so possessive he wanted to keep her his woman forever. It was shocking.

  He started to rock his hips and she lowered down and lifted her ass upward. She was ready for him. He couldn’t take waiting any longer. All these months watching her, desiring her, yearning to see what she looked like naked, and sounded like while she came.

  He eased his fingers out and replaced them with his cock. He slowly pressed into her just as Train cupped her cheek and brought his cock to her lips.

  “I need to, baby. It’s torture going last. Next time I go first,” he said and winked at her. She opened for him slowly, hesitantly like she wasn’t used to giving head. Even that aroused Logic. He gripped her hips and began to increase his speed as he watched Alda take more of Train’s cock into her mouth. Train closed his eyes and exhaled.

  “Mercy, the woman is a natural,” he said and gripped her hair. She tightened up and Logic lost it. She was so sensual, inexperienced and it did something to him. He rocked and thrust then grunted as he came. Train pulled his cock from her mouth and she gasped and then moaned, shaking and coming, too.

  “My turn. Now,” Train demanded. Logic slid from her pussy, let his palms massage and squeeze her ass as Train lifted her onto his chest and kissed her tenderly. Alda straddled Train’s waist and kissed him back, ran her palms up his chest until Train gripped them behind her back and hoisted her up so he could suckle her breasts. Her head fell back and she moaned and gasped. “Train! Oh my God. Oh,” she exclaimed.

  * * * *

  Train couldn’t seem to get enough of her. He wanted to mark her his woman, too. Claim her with his brothers, the only men he trusted. No woman was ever shared like this between them. Sure, maybe two at a time but that was about it. They never were compelled to all share the same woman, never mind all be attracted like this to only one. She was so sexy, beautiful, and had a killer body. He suckled her tit harder and tugged and nipped at it. She wiggled in his arms and he realized how feminine and weak she was in comparison to him, to any man wanting to possess this body. If that guy had been successful in drugging her she would have been raped by a bunch of men, treated like some animal, some plaything instead of the precious, beautiful woman she was. Fuck. He rolled her to her back and aligned his cock with her cunt. Her hands were stuck underneath her and he cupped her cheek with one hand and gripped his cock with the other. “You are always safe with us. Always, Alda. Remember that.” Her eyes widened and she was wiggling to get her arms free when he thrust into her deeply and her large breasts lifted and swayed. The more he thrust and the faster he stroked they would bounce and he couldn’t take it. He lifted her up to kiss her mouth and her arms freed and then reached for him. He lowered her back down and she reached up and gripped his shoulder. He gripped her shoulder and he pounded into her, locked gazes with her gorgeous green eyes and it was like everything cleared. All the crazy thoughts, the fears, the lack of desire and need to commit and trust came crashing down and suddenly he saw Alda. She was special. So fucking special that immediately his heart, that was cold, broken, fearless, reacted. It pissed him off and he realized he wasn’t ready. He couldn’t be ready. Where the fuck
did she come from?

  He gripped her hips and then felt his orgasm moving closer.

  He lifted up, pulled out of her cunt and then flipped her to her belly. She screeched but held on to the comforter as he lifted her hips and aligned his cock with her pussy, stroking right into her from behind.

  He eased his hands along her ass and looked at his brothers. They watched in awe. Their raw expressions were how he felt. Shocked, hungry, possessive. It was like they were ready to fuck her all over again. It was going to be a long night. A long fucking night indeed. He thrust and thrust, then slapped her ass and she cried out and came. He eased his fingers under her to her cunt and then brought that cream to her anus and pressed right into her ass.

  “Train!” She screamed out and he thrust both cock and finger into her as she panted and panted for breath. Brew was back on the bed, gripped her hair and brought her mouth to his cock. She ate at it hungrily, obviously feeling the desire, the lust he felt. Train was fighting his thoughts, his needs and the truth of what was happening here. He stared at the tattoo along her hip, at the swell of her ass as he fingered her while fucking her pussy. It was different. He wanted her to belong to him and his brothers only. No other men ever again. No other man was allowed to kiss her, hold her, dance with her, run a hand over her ass as he hugged her.

  “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck.” He thrust so hard so fast he came inside of her.

  As he slowed down and felt dizzy, he eased out of her and Royce was there to take his place. Logic grabbed on to Train’s shoulder.

  “I know, man. I know,” was all he said and then looked as shocked as Train felt.

  Brew grunted and then came in her mouth. Royce was thrusting into her pussy and fingering her ass, too.

  “It’s going to be a long night, bro, but in the end, I think we’re still going to feel the same things. I want her. Always,” Logic said to him and then slid onto the bed and watched his brothers make love to her one more time.