Startling Revelations

by Becca Van

  “Lift your arms up, baby,” Bas demanded.

  Krista raised her arms and shivered as her skin was bared to the cooler air in the room when Bas pulled both tops off at the same time.

  When she caught movement on either side of her from her periphery, she gasped. She’d been so intent on Bas she’d hadn’t noticed that Beck and Byron had been stripping off their clothes. They were both totally naked and were very comfortable in their own skin. Neither of them tried to cover themselves as she perused them with her gaze.

  Beck’s large, toned muscles flexed and rippled as he climbed up onto the mattress beside her. She eyed him from the top of his head to the tips of his large, sexy feet, stopping to stare at his groin for a good few seconds before moving on. When she took the return journey up his body with her gaze, this time when she got to his groin, she looked her fill. He was huge. His cock was long and thick with a broad, bulbous head, which was a deep reddish-purple hue. Glistening in the slit on the tip of his hard dick was a clear drop of fluid she had the urge to taste.

  She turned to look Byron over, and her pussy clenched with arousal. Byron was bigger than both of his brothers in every way, even if it wasn’t by much. His muscles were thicker and larger. His shoulders were wide and brawny, and his pectorals were bulging slabs of strength. He was so toned she could see the delineation of his muscles over his ribs, and his stomach was washboard ripped. His thighs were bulkier and robust-looking. The trimmed hair at his groin showcased just how big his erect dick was. The girth of his cock was vast, and while his length seemed pretty much on par with Beck’s, she was as nervous as hell.

  She’d had sex the total sum of twice with the one man, and his cock seemed downright puny compared the Tenant brothers’ packages.

  “You’re so fucking beautiful, mate.”

  Krista turned toward Bas and gasped when she saw that he’d taken the time to strip while she’d been ogling his brothers. He was so sexy and manly with his tanned skin and fit, strapping body. His erection was as impressive and as intimidating as Byron’s and Beck’s.

  Her stomach muscles jolted when Byron splayed his large, warm calloused hand on her lower belly, and she moaned when he rubbed lightly over her skin. Tingles raced outward from his touch encompassing her in a wave of lusty heat.

  “I can’t wait much longer, baby,” Bas panted out. “I’ve been famished for you from the second we met.”

  She nodded, because she’d felt the same way even if she’d been wary and of them and had fought the desire warming her blood. But fighting them was a thing of the past.

  Right now, she wanted to make love with her mates and have them claim her all over again.

  Even though she’d only been battling her urges and feelings for a day or two, it was a startling revelation that she needed them so much. Krista felt like an addict craving her next hit, and she wondered if she didn’t get what she wanted, what she needed within the next few minutes, if she’d end up going crazy from withdrawal.

  How can I have withdrawals when I haven’t even had them yet?

  Bas drew her attention when he managed to disengage the button on her jeans she pulled on under the T-shirt and lowered the zipper with a deftness that left her breathless. He hooked his fingers into the sides of her pants and underwear and began to remove them.

  Beck palmed one of her cheeks, turning her head toward him, and just as she blinked him into focus, he crashed his mouth onto hers. He pushed his tongue in deep, past her lips and teeth, and swirled it around hers. She groaned as she reached out toward him, sighing into his mouth when her hand connected with his warm chest. She caressed over his pecs, savoring the ticklish sensation of his chest hair on her nerve-receptive palm and fingertips, before she moved her hand lower. She traced each indent and ridge of his corded abdomen muscles, then skimmed down more. Without any hesitation, she wrapped her hand around his thick cock, enjoying how soft the skin there was and treasuring each pulse of his dick against her palm as he continued to kiss her ravenously.

  Shivers skated up her back when Bas smoothed his hands up and down her legs, getting higher and higher with each stroke. The mattress dipped between her thighs when Bas maneuvered on the bed, then he circled his arms around her upper legs and parted her wider.

  Her pussy muscles rippled and clenched when his warm, damp breath wafted over her wet folds. The soft bristles of his beard brushed against her upper inner thighs, and then she cried out as he licked up through her sensitive tissues.

  Byron cupped a breast before kneading and massaging the globe, then he strummed his thumb over her aching nipple.

  A long, keening sound escaped from between her parted lips, and when Beck bent to take the other nipple into his mouth and started suckling on it, she made a weird garbled, gasping sound.

  Her legs started trembling with each stroke of Bas’s tongue over her cream-coated pussy. When he lapped over her clit like a cat would a bowl of milk, she cried out and subconsciously bowed her hips up toward his mouth.

  “You taste so fucking delicious, baby,” Bas said gruffly after lifting his gaze to her. “I want you to give me more of that sweet honey, mate. I want you to come in my mouth.”

  “Oh!” Krista moaned and shivered as Bas began to lap at her pussy again.

  Her body was alive with blazing need. With each touch, lick, and caress the flames grew bigger and hotter until she wondered if she was going to burn to ashes.

  Bas laved her clit with his tongue again and again as he rimmed her pussy with one of his thick fingers. And then he was dipping the tip of his finger into her.

  She whimpered with rapt starvation, but this time when she tried to arch her hips up, he and his brothers held her down. Instead of getting scared and anxious, she felt empowered with her own femininity. Krista felt sexy and worthy for the first time in her life, filling her painfilled heart with warmth and sending her soul soaring out toward theirs.

  Once more, she felt as if her spirit gravitated toward theirs, and this time she didn’t try and stop it. In fact, she reached out toward them more.

  Bas began to pump his finger in out of her soaked pussy, gaining speed and depth with each glide into her. Every muscle in the lower half of her body clenched and tightened as pressure began to grow in her womb and pussy. He lashed the tip of his tongue over her hyper-sensitive clit as he thrust his finger harder and faster into and out of her pussy.

  A spiral of pleasurable tension collected, causing her insides to get tauter and tauter. Liquid heat pooled and merged into a wave of perpetual ecstasy that got so big there was no way she could have stopped it if she’d tried.

  Byron and Beck were both licking and sucking on her throbbing nipples, and just as the wave crested and started to break, they lightly bit down on the tender nubs.

  Bas rubbed the tip of his finger over a nerve-laden spot inside her pussy and sent her tumbling head over heels into the crashing wave.

  She screamed with nirvanic joy as she was jostled about on a sea of rapture so profound there was nothing in her mind but glorious bliss. Her whole body quivered and shivered with euphoric culmination.

  Bas kept sliding his finger in and out of her pussy while licking over her clit, causing juices to drip onto her folds and over her ass. Aftershocks jolted through her until finally she felt as if she was a boneless pile of flesh.

  Krista had never felt anything so overpoweringly amazing in her life and couldn’t wait to make love with her mates.

  She needed Bas, Byron, and Beck to claim her right now!

  Chapter Eight

  Bas had never seen anything sexier or lust-inspiring than his mate when she was coming. She was one of the most beautiful women he’d ever had the privilege of setting his eyes on, but it wasn’t just the outside package that was stunning. Krista Oscar was beautiful inside and out.

  He sucked in a deep breath and tried to think of something other than his hard, throbbing dick, but it was an impossible task since he was about to make love with and claim
his woman.

  She was so fucking tight, he was worried he was going to hurt her. He’d just have to go slow and be gentle, because there was no fucking way he wasn’t going to make her his.

  As he sat up, he wiped her delectable honey from his beard and face, licked his fingers clean, and met her heavy-lidded gaze. Bas was grateful his brothers were here with him to help him arouse their woman to a fever pitch.

  He gripped his twitching dick and stroked up and down a few times as he tried to put his carnal hunger and his inner beast back on a tight leash. When he was sure he wouldn’t lose his wad or shove into her balls deep as soon as he penetrated her, he moved closer to her on his knees.

  She gasped when he rubbed the tip of his cock up through her folds, coating his dick in her juices so he didn’t hurt her as he tried to glide his dick into her tight, hot cunt.

  “What are you waiting for?” she asked in a growly voice. “An invitation? I thought having my legs spread was an obvious calling.”

  Bas didn’t take umbrage at her snark, because he knew it was the mating heat warring with her natural sweet disposition. Instead of replying, he began to penetrate her.

  “Oh. My. God,” she whispered.

  Bas kept avid watch on her face as he stared into his eyes, hoping he didn’t see her wince in pain, but he didn’t stop canting his hips forward until the head of his dick popped through her tight wet, flesh. He panted hard and fast, air sawing in and out of his lungs as he gave her time to adjust to his thickness. If he hadn’t made himself breathe so heavily, he would have already sunk his cock into her to the base.

  He was appreciative of his brothers’ lusty attention to her as he waited for a signal from his mate that she was ready for more. Byron was devouring her mouth with a feverish need, and Beck was massaging one breast while licking and sucking at the other.

  When her cunt rippled around the length of his dick, he ground his teeth together, but when she started wriggling under him he knew she wanted more.

  Bas bent as he hooked the crook of her knees over the bend of his arms and began to rock his hips forward and back.

  With each push and pull motion, he gained more and more depth into her hot cunt until finally, he was entrenched as deeply as possible. His pecs flexed as he tried to restrain the urge to start pounding in and out hard and fast.

  Byron drew his gaze when his brother growled, and Bas’s dick jerked when he saw that Krista was stroking Byron’s cock with her little hand. He turned to look at Beck and would have grinned when he realized that their mate was rolling his brother’s balls gently in her other hand. Beck swallowed audibly and tipped his head up toward the ceiling when Krista started pumping his dick, too.

  Their mate might need to have her self-confidence bolstered as well as her assurance as a sexy woman after all the negative comments and the abuse thrown her way, but she was still one of the sexiest women he’d ever had the pleasure of meeting. She was perfect for him and his brothers in every fucking way.

  When she was finally theirs, Bas was going to do everything within his power to make sure she had a long happy life. She was the other half to his soul and if she wasn’t happy then none of them would be.

  * * * *

  Krista was stuffed full to the point of pain, and yet she couldn’t wait for Bas to move. She wanted him ramming his dick in and out her pussy as hard as he could. She was so greedy for him she wasn’t sure she’d ever be appeased. Even though she knew she was behaving out of character, she couldn’t seem to care. All that mattered right now was Bastian and his hot, hard cock.

  She wanted to ask him again what he was waiting for but bit the inside of her cheek instead, because she’d already asked that once before, or close enough.

  She was getting impatient and didn’t want to wait any longer.

  When he drew back, sliding his cock almost all the way out of her pussy, she sighed with relief. As he drove back in she moaned as the sensory receptors in her pussy lit up with fiery, heated pleasure.

  She didn’t even notice that she’d stopped pumping Beck’s and Byron’s cocks with her hands until Beck clasped her wrist and pulled her hand away. When Byron did the same thing, she felt as if she was out of control and needed something to hold onto and anchor her to the bed.

  Each time Bas stroked his cock into her pussy, he moved faster and a little bit rougher, and she loved every second of it and wanted, needed more.

  Krista reached out toward him and gripped his forearms as their gazes locked. Everything else faded away until there was just him and her.

  “You feel fantastic around my dick, baby. So fucking hot and wet. I could live in this sexy pussy forever.”

  “Oh!” She shook with arousal after hearing his dirty words. She’d never expected to be turned on by such talk, but she had a feeling she would only become sexually excited with Bas, Beck, and Byron. In just over twenty-four hours they’d become the most important people in her world and while that was a little frightening, she wasn’t going to let the fear rule.

  This right here, right now was what life was all about, what she’d been searching and yearning for, for years. There was no way in hell she was going to jeopardize this opportunity when it had almost been handed to her. Bas and his brothers were special, kind, sexy men, and she was already falling in love with them.

  “You liked that,” he panted out as he plunged his cock into her pussy.

  “W-what?” she asked after licking her dry lips.

  “You like it when I talk dirty to you.”

  Since she couldn’t refute his statement, Krista nodded.

  “Just imagine how it’ll feel to have all of us making love to you at the same time,” Bas rasped out. “One of us will fuck that sexy peach-shaped ass. The other will fuck this tight, wet cunt, and one of us will fuck that lush mouth.”

  “Shit!” She grunted when he bottomed out inside of her, the tip of his dick butted up against her cervix, and she couldn’t stop herself from wincing.

  “Fuck! I’m sorry, baby.” Bas glanced at his brothers and nodded at them. Beck and Byron backed off, moving away from her to give Bas more room. He dropped her legs to the mattress, blanketed her body with his, and shoved a hand under her ass to tilt her hips up toward him.

  Then he opened his mouth over hers. The kiss was wildly passionate, and she moaned as he whirled his tongue around and along hers. She clung to his shoulders, and when he drove into her, she lifted her hips up toward his. Their flesh slapped together as he pummeled her, gliding his cock in and out of her pussy.

  The frictional slide of his dick along her walls heated her pussy, womb, and blood. When he twisted his hips as they slammed together, his lower belly rubbed over her engorged clit, causing the internal tension to build higher and higher.

  Krista smoothed her hands over his sweat slickened shoulders and over his back. When she got to his ass, she dug her fingers into his butt cheeks as his ass flexed each time he shoved deeply into her. She could feel her insides melting and as some of her muscles slackened, others grew tauter.

  As soon as he broke the kiss, she dragged air into her burning lungs and whimpered when he nipped at her shoulder.

  And then he began to move faster and harder still.

  The coil inside wound tighter and tighter until she was right at the apex of the peak.

  Bas’s fingers delved in between her ass cheeks and when he caressed over her pucker, she hurtled straight up into outer space.

  Krista screamed as the culmination reached its zenith. “Bas!” She shook and shuddered with ecstatic jubilance as wave after wave of exhilarated bliss held her in its grip.

  Bas pumped into her three more times and on the fourth stroke he lodged himself inside of her so deeply, she was sure he’d gotten his wish to stay buried in her pussy for a lifetime. “Krista!” he roared as he joined her in nirvana. She felt every twitch and pulse of his dick as his cum spumed deep into her pussy and womb.

  Just as the pleasure began to recede, Bas
lapped over the skin at the crook of her neck, then he sank his teeth into her flesh.

  She opened her mouth to scream as she was sent straight back up to the stars, but nothing came out of her mouth. She quivered and quaked, her legs trembling and her whole body vibrating as she climaxed again. A faint click reached her ears, but since she had no idea what it was, she pushed it from her mind. She relished in delight the pleasure assailing her from the inside out.

  Krista could never have imagined so much pleasure in her life.

  She felt more emotionally connected to Bastian than she had felt with anyone else in her life. Even though she should have been scared of caring so much for a person she’d really just met and way too quickly, she wasn’t. She was sick of living in fear of being judged and found wanting.

  It was time to hold onto and savor the good things in her life. Her past was behind her, and there was nothing she could do to change it. However, she could change the way she reacted to it. Instead of looking back, she intended to look forward.

  She had three wonderful men in her life, and she intended to make as many happy, new memories with them as she could.

  While she was still worried about the gang members finding her, she pushed them from her mind. All that mattered was the here and now. The present was to be lived to the fullest, and the future was something she looked forward to for the first time in a very long time.

  Krista was going to create a new life with Bastian, Byron, and Beck starting today.

  * * * *

  Barty slammed his hand down on his desk with anger. Every fucking tip they’d been given had come up fucking empty, and he was getting impatient. The cops he had in his pocket had been just as useless. No one seemed to know where that fucking cunt had gone.

  He sighed with frustration and sank back into his seat and turned to stare at the photo of him and his brother. The picture had been taken a few weeks before his brother’s demise. The little shit had been getting so full of himself, and while he’d had words with David about selling drugs on the side so he was cashed up, he understood it. Their mother had died of a drug overdose when David had only been ten years old. It had been up to him to take care of his younger sibling, and he had to the best of his ability. It helped that he was ten years older than David.