“Let me get dressed for dinner.”
He took her hand and pulled her back against him. He cupped her cheek and looked down into her eyes.
York. Brown crew cut hair, hazel eyes, and muscles and sexiness galore.
“What were you thinking about?”
“Nothing.”
“Hey, we’re together now. We’re one. No secrets, no walls between us.”
She snorted.
“I’m serious.”
She stared at him and held his gaze and knew she trusted him with all her heart. But giving into them completely and sharing her fears, the things that have kept her struggling through life and unable to sleep at night would leave her powerless and vulnerable.
“I need time, York.”
He looked displeased but quickly smiled softly. “I understand. Just know that we would never hurt you or leave you. You’re our woman now. Our lover, our mate and friend, and nothing can ever come between the bond we started tonight and will continue to work on and build stronger. You remember that, baby.” He ran his hand along the curves of her ass as he pulled her close and kissed her deeply.
Maybe, just maybe she could let them completely inside?
* * * *
Storm received a call from Dmitri during dinnertime. He excused himself and left the table, taking the call in the study down the hallway.
“How is Aspen?” Dmitri asked immediately.
Storm’s gut tightened and he felt on the defensive immediately.
“She’s perfect, why?” he asked.
“I tried calling her but she hasn’t returned my calls. I was getting concerned.”
“She’s our concern and responsibility, not yours. Is that what this is all about?”
“You sound different, Storm. Has something changed between us? Because last I checked, you left me in charge of watching over your business interests. Considering that we’re family, I would think that meant there were no issues between us.
Storm ran his hands through his hair and sighed. “Sorry, cousin.”
“Not a problem. We’ve kept our family ties a secret most of our lives. Even though I can’t see you, I can hear the concern in your voice. How are things really going with you, your team, and Aspen?”
“Things have changed, actually.”
“Ahh, have you finally told her that you love her? Or perhaps she has told you?”
“What makes you think that she loves us?”
“Oh, I don’t know, maybe the fact that she’s risked her life to save your companies and your friend’s company, too. You know you could give up your territory here in Chicago to me and concentrate on building your empire down in Texas. You’ve got enough friends in government and law enforcement to assist when needed.”
“Since when did you become interested in security firms, dance clubs, and the nightlife of Chicago?”
“Oh, I don’t know. I wouldn’t mind the change of businesses. There’s been some talk of Nicolai playing a bigger role out here.”
“Not with Andrei taking over Sparks Industries.”
“I wouldn’t be so sure. He’s been staying under the radar for his own reasons, but believe me when I tell you he’s got things covered deep. I won’t get into it now, but you have a lot of people watching your back. Say the word, and you can completely run the Texas territory and nothing else. You and the team will have your hands full. But with a woman like Aspen at your side, you’ll be kicking ass and expanding even further in no time. I wish I could have landed that piece of ass.”
“She’s ours.”
“Ahh, so you finally claimed her for real? That’s good to hear. You watch her closely though. I wouldn’t trust Andrei to abide by any of the traditional rules. He’s got some dirty work going on, which is also why I’m calling. Seems he’s slowly moving in on your club scene. Has some dealers taking away business at the club and working in some illegal shit you guys have never allowed.”
“Like what?” Storm asked Dmitri.
“Drugs, the prostitutes, and liquor scores.”
“That bastard. We haven’t been out of the city a full week yet,” Storm replied.
“That isn’t all he working into. I went to make some final arrangements for some of our bigger deals downtown and get a call that Perkins may not be interested in dealing with us anymore. Seems someone else can get the protection he needs for a little cheaper.”
“Then we need to do something about it.”
“You have a choice, Storm. You can let him take this shit out from underneath you and deal with Nicolai, or you can have me handle it all for you and I’ll be the one you allow to take things over.”
“I need to talk with the team. This is their decision, too.”
“Ultimately it’s yours. You’re the boss. For now anyway,” Dmitri teased. Then he disconnected the call.
But it wasn’t a total playing-around comment. There was truth to it and a bit of a threat. Storm had taken over the territory quickly with the help of his team and their friends. It was an area meant to be Dmitri’s, but he got jammed up and wound up in the slammer for a few years. It was partially over a woman. Andrei was somehow part of it, and part of the reason Dmitri got caught and went to jail.
His cousin was seeking some of his own revenge.
Storm thought about Aspen. She wasn’t out of danger with Andrei. The man would get back at her and even them. Especially when he found out Aspen was now their woman. Not that it would stop a man like Andrei from taking her. He had done it years ago to get back at Porter. Andrei should have been relieved of his duties by the higher-ups, but instead they turned their heads and felt that Aspen hadn’t been important enough to protect.
Storm and his team, along with Porter and his team, felt otherwise. He would never forget that night. How drugged out she was, beaten, bloody, and about to be shipped off to some foreign country.
They risked everything to save her, and when they reached her in the nick of time, one look in her eyes, at her fragile, battered body, and he, Winter, Zin, York, and Weston vowed to protect her from danger for the rest of their lives. They never expected to fall in love with her. He wondered how she would feel when she found out it was them who had saved her.
* * * *
The atmosphere was filled with anticipation. Even Aspen felt on edge, needy, ready to explore making her fantasy a reality and let go completely. It made her feel on edge, antsy, a little resistant to giving so freely of herself. Yet, as she made small talk with the men after dinner, let them run their hands over her skin, lightly brush her elbow as they cleaned up together and then kiss her gingerly, she couldn’t seem to settle her nerves.
She made love to them already. Experienced the kinds of orgasms people dreamed about, raved about if they’re lucky enough, so why, as she looked around the kitchen at these men, did she feel ready to lose her mind.
She jumped slightly, showing her anxiousness as Storm returned and placed his hands on her shoulders from behind. The men all stopped talking. Ceased to do whatever they were doing to keep busy and raise her anticipation level to a point where she would beg for their touch.
How did they do that?
Storm pulled her body back against his. She felt his hard body, and even harder erection as it pressed against her ass.
His warm breath feathered over her sensitive skin by her neck and shoulder. Storm. Blond hair, dark eyes, the man was the epitome of intimidation and sex appeal. She absorbed the feel of his hands, warm, strong, powerful as he began to massage her shoulders, causing her head to roll back against his chest.
One hand gripped her shoulder, repeatedly working the muscles and tension from the spot, while he pushed her baggy shirt away from her shoulder exposing more flesh.
She fantasized about him and the others so many times. She wondered what it would feel like to be touched by them, held by them.
Now, here she was with Storm, a well-known made man, holding her in an instantly possessive manner. There was no d
enying the man’s power and abilities. His strong fingers took control, possession of her much smaller, feminine frame.
He moved lower, pushing aside her lace bra with one slide of a finger and cupped her breast. He licked her neck and tugged on her earlobe as he took from her whatever he wanted. She knew she was out of control, and instead of panicking, freaking out about needing to stay afloat, she relinquished it to Storm and took a chance on what he was giving her. The freedom to let go and just feel everything they had to offer her.
She shivered and pressed her body snugger against his front. Eyes closed, she imagined his body naked, filled with dips and ridges of pure muscle as well as old scars that she was sure he had stories for each of them. Would they ever be so close, so connected and bound that he would share those stories with her? He would want the same from her. To know the details of the one event in her life that altered her destiny. He would want to know about her abduction and near-death experience.
She felt him pinch her nipple between his thumb and pointer. It aroused her, made her moan softly, and took her mind away from the fearful, dark thoughts of her past. She didn’t want to feel that way ever again. It was her deepest weakness. If something like that ever happened to her again, she would die. Whether at the hands of strangers or by her own hands to avoid being taken against her will.
Storm applied more pressure, pulling, pinching the tiny nub until she could only focus on the sensations he was causing.
“I love the sound of your little purrs,” he told her.
“Do you?” she asked.
“Oh yeah, we all do,” Winter said as he approached. He reached down, grabbed her by the waistband of her light pants, and shoved them down her legs along with her panties.
She gasped.
Winter stepped in front of her and cupped her pussy as he held her gaze.
“This is ours. Whenever we want it. You got that?”
She held his gaze, got lost in his powerful attitude, tone, and stance. She would do anything they asked of her. She loved them more than life itself.
She showed her acceptance to his command and claim, by stepping out of her pants and widening her stance.
Winter held her gaze while he inserted a finger into her already wet cunt.
She felt it, thick, hard, and long, penetrate her vaginal muscles and get coated with her cream.
“Winter,” she whispered as he began to stroke her and add a second digit. He curled his finger, added pressure on the inward motion, and hit that spot she often wondered about actually existing.
“Oh.” She moaned as cream dripped from her pussy.
These men were amazing at seduction and control. She wanted to break that control. Penetrate it and make them feel as wild and uninhibited as they made her feel.
Storm used his hands to caress her ass. He squeezed and parted her cheeks then stroked a finger along her anus. She felt Winter remove his fingers and Storm’s fingers took their place. He stroked her from behind. He sunk his fingers into her pussy coating them with cream before he trailed his fingers back and pressed one wet digit against her puckered hole. She tightened up and he gripped her breast tighter.
“Relax and let me in. I need to get this ass ready for my cock, Aspen. You need to be slick and wet.” He kissed her neck and earlobe, blew warm breath against it, and as she relaxed a little, he inserted his finger in her ass.
Aspen moaned and Winter caught her mouth with his, plunging his tongue inside and deepening the kiss.
Behind her Storm continued to stroke her ass and she felt her pussy swell to a point where she felt so needy she wanted to cry out and demand that someone touch her there. Fuck her. Do something.
“Please,” she begged as Winter pulled from her lips, his eyes carnal and dark with control.
“Winter is going to carry you out to the living room, baby. Weston’s getting the lube, and Zin and York are flipping a coin to see who gets to fuck your ass while the other one fucks your pussy.”
She moaned and Winter kissed her as Storm pulled his finger from her ass before Winter lifted her up and against him.
She straddled his waist, his jeans chaffing against her inner thighs as he walked her to the couch in the living room.
They were all moving about and Winter took his time holding her in his arms, caressing her back and her ass, then kissing her neck before he set her down on her feet.
Storm turned her toward him and he was now completely naked. Behind her someone pulled her shirt up over her head and then unclipped her bra and tossed it to the other couch. She looked and saw it was York. Now Winter was undressing.
Storm cupped her breasts and pulled her toward him to kiss her as he fondled the large mounds. She took the opportunity to run her hands over the dips and curves of his muscles, feeling the hard, steel muscles beneath his skin and his hips and thighs. Her hands seemed so small against his large, thick flanks. He was built like a stallion, every ounce of him pure muscle and power.
She felt aroused and brazen as she reached for his cock and stroked it.
“Oh yeah, baby, you touch me wherever you want. I’m all yours,” he said and then pulled back slightly.
She lowered herself to her knees, held his gaze as he looked down at her taking his cock between her lips.
“Hell yeah, that’s hot,” York said and ran his fingers through her hair and pressed her lower to take Storm deeper down her throat.
She moaned and Storm pulled from her mouth.
“Fuck, you have an amazing mouth, Aspen. We’re going to put that to good use in about two minutes.”
“Come here, sweetness,” Winter said and she turned around to see him sitting on the edge of the couch, his cock in hand.
She wanted to suck on Storm more, and make him beg to come. But it seemed they truly liked to stay in control when it came to making love to her, so she accepted.
She crawled seductively toward Winter, could feel the hands caress over her back and ass as she approached the couch. Winter spread his thighs wider and she caressed the inner thighs until she cupped his balls.
“Come on up here and ride me.”
She hesitated a moment and Storm pet her hair.
“Baby the anticipation is killing us. We want to be inside you together. Now get on up there and ride Winter’s cock so I can fuck this fine piece of ass.” She swallowed hard.
But she slowly climbed up into Winter’s arms and he kissed her deeply.
Storm guided her hips over Winter’s cock as she gripped the muscles. She slid down over the hard thick rod and took Winter inside.
“Oh yeah. How’s that, baby?” he asked and ran his hands along her lower back then to her ass, squeezing the muscles.
It felt so good, she moaned again.
Then she felt his hands massaging her ass cheeks wider before he pressed a finger over her puckered hole. She tightened up and he held her hips.
“Easy now, baby. You ever have a dick in your ass before?” he asked.
She shook her head.
Storm gripped her hips and pressed his back against her. She could feel his cock at her lower spine.
“I’m going to be the first man to fuck this ass ever. Hot damn you know how to make a man lose his mind.” He wound his hand around her hair, turning it into a makeshift ponytail close to the back of her head.
She felt cool liquid, and then hands began to massage her ass. She knew that York was joining in.
“Get that ass good and wet, York. My dick is so fucking hard,” Storm said, still holding a fistful of her hair.
Storm leaned down, pulling her head back, and she complied as he kissed her hard on the mouth. In this position her breasts pushed out, and Winter thrust upward as he played with her breasts.
“She looks so perfect,” Weston chimed, and she felt her pussy cream. They were all together. All watching over her, taking her as one.
Storm released her lips and York stroked fingers into her ass.
“She’s ready,” he sai
d, pulling his fingers from her well-lubricated ass.
“I’ve been ready,” Winter added, and Weston chuckled.
“Here we go, darling. Tonight we claim it all.”
She felt the thick tip of Storm’s cock against her anus. Winter pulled her lower and kissed her on the mouth causing her to widen her thighs and give Storm the room to breach her ass. He pressed the thick top through her tight rings and a moment later he slipped fully inside.
“Oh!” She moaned aloud along with Winter and Storm.
Storm’s grip tightened in her hair. “I’m in, Aspen. Are you okay?” he asked her.
“Yes, oh God, it burns.”
“We’ll ease that, baby,” Winter told her and stroked his cock upward. Behind her Storm pulled slightly out and Winter thrust all the way in. They worked together, stroking, thrusting and then she felt her body tighten just as Storm released her hair and York touched her face.
“Right now baby, this is for you, too.”
He held his cock in his hand and she immediately stuck out her tongue to take a taste.
She often wondered how she would be able to take three men at once like this. Would it be awkward? Would body parts hurt and take her mind away from the deep penetration of their cocks? She got her answer as York pressed his cock between her lips and she accepted his invasion.
She sucked and bobbed her head as they worked in sync. The sensations, the fullness and connection was overwhelming.
“Fuck I’m there. She’s so damn tight,” Winter said as he came inside of her.
Storm continued to fuck her slowly, deeply, being sure to not hurt her and she loved him for it.
York pulled from her mouth and she gasped.
“When I come, it’s going to be in your ass, baby, with Weston’s dick filling your pussy.”
Storm wrapped an arm around her waist and hoisted her up as his strokes grew deeper and faster as Winter pulled from her body.
Weston took his place and she straddled his hips but couldn’t take his dick inside of her because Storm was grunting and thrusting into her ass.
Her pussy clenched and spasmed. She felt it grow thick.
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