by Sharan Daire
“I’m so sorry,” he whispered, pressing his forehead to mine. “I wanted to tell you about Bessie every time I saw you. I didn’t want you to worry. But D was afraid you’d feel like you had to leave quicker. I wouldn’t deliberately lie to you. Ever. I feel so bad, Shelby.”
“I know. I understand.” I did. Definitely. But I was still glad that I’d left, even if only for a while. I needed to prove to myself—and to them—that I would and could leave if I wasn’t happy. I wasn’t going to stay in a relationship just to stay again. I refused to put myself through that kind of hell again.
Even if I really was pregnant. I refused to stay just because I had children involved. I’d made that mistake already. Kids only made the suffering worse. They’d been damaged too. They deserved a better life than walking on eggshells, or watching a man treat their mother like shit.
“You’re blocking my view,” Chris growled, reminding us all that he was watching our every move.
Heat scorched through me, a wave of sudden lust that made my head fall back on a soft sigh as I ground my hips against Everett’s pelvis. Kaleb shifted back toward the headboard, still close enough to kiss and touch, but giving Chris a clear view of the bed.
For a moment, I had to marvel at how… easy they made this. It could have been so awkward. Four macho guys all demanding to fuck me first, or worse, bullying each other about being too close to each other. But as Everett tightened his hands on my waist and lifted me up higher on his body, the last thing he seemed to be worrying about was how closely Kaleb knelt to his head. Even though he could turn his head and stare at the man’s dick if he wanted to.
Everett slid his thumb beneath the thin lace, giving me the barest caress. He sucked in a hard breath, making me look into his eyes. “So wet. Christ. I’m going to die one very happy man.”
My cheeks scorched again, and I managed to mumble, “I can’t really believe you want it.”
His eyes flared. “Want it? Baby, I want you to fucking drown me.”
“He can swim just fine,” Chris added. “Now rip those panties off her and get busy.”
Everett tightened his fingers on the material over my hip.
“Wait! You can’t rip these. Chris made them.”
“Fucking hell, that’s why I want him to rip them. I’ll make you a dozen more tomorrow, and he can rip each one off every single night. Start swimming, Ev, and you’re being a slacker, Kaleb. I don’t see you doing what I told you to do.”
“Damned straight.” Everett ripped the side of my panties open in a raw sound that made me quiver. Yeah, Chris was right. The sound alone made me hotter. It made me think about him ripping through all my clothes while Chris watched. Though I sure didn’t want any of his dresses to be damaged.
Kaleb leaned back in, cupping the back of my neck to bring my mouth to his. His other hand gently slid beneath my breast, cradling its weight in his palm. Lifting it up, giving Chris a good view as he rubbed his thumb over my rock-hard nipple.
I gasped. I couldn’t help it. Electric shocks raced through my body like a live wire connected my breast to my clit. I was already so wet. Embarrassingly so. Despite Everett’s words to the contrary, I wasn’t so sure about oral sex. Especially from this angle. Like how would I know if he really was alright with all that… moisture?
He tore through the other hip of my panties, making me jump again. His chest heaved beneath me. It took me a moment to realize that was his breathing. His excitement. He locked his hands around my waist again and lifted me up over his face. Not his mouth only. His entire face. So he could drop me squarely on him.
So many sensations tore through me. The rough abrasion of his stubble on my inner thighs. The bony ridge of his nose as he wriggled deeper. The thrust and glide of his tongue. Oh god.
I scrambled a bit, trying to get my knees under me. So I could give him a little room. He couldn’t breathe like that. But my knees kept slipping on the satiny sheets. Kaleb certainly didn’t help any. He was too busy tracing my areola with his tongue.
“Sit on him,” Chris commanded. “He’s fine. I want to see him squirm. Give him your weight. All of it. Suffocate him. That’s what he wants.”
I clutched Kaleb’s shoulders, still trying to lift up a little. Brace myself to give Everett a little room to breathe. But anytime I tried to lift up, he tightened his fingers on my hips, pulling me down harder. Working his face deeper. His tongue curled inside me, his nose rubbing my clit. Kaleb gripped my nipple in his teeth, flattening his palm over my other breast. Squeezing. Pinching my nipple.
I couldn’t seem to hold myself together. A sound came out of my mouth that was embarrassingly shrill. Desperate. A warning to the men giving such delightful torture. Because everything inside me tightened.
They gave me no quarter. Everett hauled me down harder on his face. Rubbing back and forth, working his shoulders to keep my thighs wide, my pussy pressed bare against his mouth. Tremors rocked my thighs. I clawed at Kaleb’s shoulders, trying to hold on, but the wave pushed me higher. Slinging me to the stars.
I yelled so loudly I hurt my own ears. I didn’t know what I said exactly, but my throat was raw. Panting, I opened my eyes and tried to scramble up to my knees. God. I’d probably killed Everett.
Chuckling, he stared up at me, licking his lips. He’d lifted me back onto his chest, but I was still close enough to slide right back down to heaven in a heartbeat. “I’ll take some more of that anytime, Shelby.”
Kaleb was partially draped over Everett’s chest, still nuzzling my breasts.
“Fucking hell.” Chris’ voice was nearer, and I heard the rustle of his clothing. “You didn’t wake D up after all. I guess you’re just going to have to yell louder.”
KALEB
D was absolutely going to kill me. He was going to kill us all.
But I sure the fuck wasn’t going to wake him up if he could sleep through the hottest sex I’d ever known. I hadn’t even gotten my dick wet. Didn’t matter if I did at all, honestly. Touching her, watching her climax. That was enough.
Chris came onto the bed with us, and the temperature went up a thousand degrees. He threw a box of condoms down beside Everett. “Suit up. Everybody.”
Dazed, her eyes dark and wide with passion, Shelby looked back over her shoulder at him. “It might already be too late.”
“Doesn’t matter. We won’t fuck up again just in case.”
She stared back at him a moment, the dazed look fading to something closer to stricken. He softened his voice and shook his head. “I didn’t mean it like that. I may have already accidentally forced you into a decision you didn’t want to think about. We won’t do it again until you say otherwise.”
I wasn’t sure why we all needed a rubber if he was already on the bed, but I was the last one to question him. I slipped off the bed long enough to get my briefs off, but Everett didn’t budge. I couldn’t blame him, not with her sitting on his chest. I wouldn’t move a muscle either for fear she’d move to someone else.
Rather than immediately moving to join the fun, Chris lay crosswise along the foot on the bed, propped up on his elbow. “Who do you want to fuck?”
“Um. All of you.”
He huffed out a laugh. “That’s my girl. Do you want two at a time or one on one?”
“Surprise me.”
It almost sounded like a question to me. Like she wasn’t too sure of what she wanted. Evidently Chris thought the same thing, because his eyes narrowed.
“Let’s be clear here, Shelby. Do you want me to coach from the sidelines like before? Or do you want to control the plays? I’ll play either way. We all will.”
She looked down at Ev and then me, her cheeks flushed, her hair dark with sweat already and mussed up. God, she was the sexiest woman I’d ever seen in my life. “What do you want?”
“Wrong question, sweetheart.” Ev kneaded her thighs gently. “We’re cool with Chris bossing us all around. Or you bossing us around. You decide.”
She nodded
slowly, as if she’d put two and two together. “Chris is still your quarterback.”
I snorted. “He never stopped leading our team. He just got even better at it after becoming a Marine.”
“And D’s alright with that? He doesn’t seem like he’d take orders very well. Especially in the bedroom.”
Chris let out a low grunt in agreement. “He’s going to sleep through everything anyway at this rate. But yeah, we’ll probably do better if we tag team so you don’t have to deal with us both at the same time. Though for you, I think we’ll tag team just fine with some practice.”
She relaxed, settling more easily on Ev, as if a great weight had been removed from her shoulders. “I’d really rather not have to think too much.”
“You just want to feel,” Chris said, his voice dropping even deeper. “We got you, babe. But if things get too out of hand, you need a way to tell me how to stop.”
She met my gaze, a smile tugging on the corner of her luscious lips. “Isn’t there a football metaphor for that too? Some kind of penalty flag or something?”
“I’d definitely like to get flagged for some illegal use of hands, or better yet, mouth.”
Ev laughed so hard she bounced a little, drawing my attention back to her gorgeous breasts. I couldn’t help but lean in and press my face to that softness. Her arm came around my head, holding me closer.
“Offsides,” Ev gasped for air. “Neutral zone infraction.”
Chris let out a sharp whistle that definitely served to stop all activity. “Pick a word that acts like my whistle. Then we’ll continue this game.”
I lifted my head enough to glance over at D, but he was still out like a light. He was definitely going to be pissed.
“Uh, like a safe word? Like red?”
Chris nodded slowly. “Red works just fine. You say red, I stop the game. Does everybody agree to that?”
“Yep,” I said as I dipped my head back to her breasts.
“Works for me,” Ev said.
“Anything you don’t like, babe?”
She pressed a kiss to my forehead. “Derek asked me that too, and I said I didn’t really know. I never had much experience in that regard. Until I met all of you.”
“So we go real slow and careful. Got it. No whips and chains yet.”
She jolted against me, jerking her head around to look back at Chris to see if he was joking. Which of course he was, but it confirmed we had a long way to go yet. Touching her like this, it was hard to remember we’d only known her a week. There was so much to show her. A million ways we could pleasure her.
Starting right now.
3
Shelby
I really wasn’t sure what I’d gotten myself into.
Three men. At the same time.
With a former mean-ass Marine leading the charge.
My heart thudded with anticipation, but I couldn’t resist glancing over at the still sleeping man on the opposite end of the bed. “Should we wake him up?”
Chris snorted with disgust. “Absolutely not. He’ll fucking learn to sleep light if he doesn’t want to miss all the fun. Time to start this game off right. Ev, you stay right where you are. K, you’re going to help her slide down closer to me so I have a good view of the action.”
Kaleb immediately scooped me up against him and knee-walked his way closer to the foot of the bed.
“Right there will do just fine. I’d like to see you return the favor to Ev while Kaleb fucks you.”
Heat pulsed through me so hard that I quivered. I’d never had anyone boss me around like this. Tell me what to do, word for word. Let alone have multiple partners. It was hot as fuck, if a little disconcerting.
Because I had to bend down over Ev’s groin.
Which lifted my ass up. For Kaleb. While Chris watched everything only feet away.
Holy fuck. I was going to die of sweet embarrassment—and probably cum again in a matter of seconds.
Breathless, I hovered over Everett’s dick. He was big, but not as big as Derek. Certainly not as thick as Chris. I wrapped my fingers around the base and flicked my gaze up at Everett’s face. Of course he was watching me, his eyes blazing with heat. I was still straddling his lower legs, bracing my other arm alongside his thigh on my elbows.
I’d never really pictured myself as much of a sex kitten. I’d been eager for sex as a young woman, falling in love with Rob all those years ago. Sex had been okay with him, at least at first. After all, I didn’t have anything to compare it to. I wasn’t sure that I ever really climaxed when he was inside me, though with practice, he could get me off with his hands. At least in the beginning.
It had never felt like this. Overwhelming heat. An urge to touch and be touched, to try everything under the sun and then again for good measure. To have them all inside me, touching me, looking at me.
I’d never realized how hot it could be to have someone watching. Admiring. It made me feel self-conscious at times. Especially as I lowered my mouth to close my lips around Everett’s cock, lifting my ass higher in the air.
“Motherfucker,” Chris whispered. “If that’s not a sight of heaven, then I don’t know what heaven is. No rush, K. I want to get a good long look.”
“Me too,” Kaleb whispered reverently.
And something came over me. Confidence that I’d never known. They looked at me and thought I was sexy as hell. That knowledge sent an immense surge of power through me. Power to arch my back more as I bobbed my head, tightening my lips on Everett. Making sure to tip my hips even more so they could see everything god had given me.
After coming once already, I was so wet I could feel a trickle starting down my thigh. A hot tongue slid in the crease of my thigh, catching that droplet. Making me groan around Ev’s dick. His other hand tightened in my hair, holding my head. Pulling me down harder on his dick. Working deeper into my mouth. Almost making me gag. Blocking my throat.
Choosing the speed and the depth. Using my mouth to give himself pleasure. All I had to do was let him hold my head and guide me. And try not to come again as Kaleb’s tongue dipped deeper.
And Chris watched. I could hear his breathing, a heavy almost growl as his lust grew. “If you don’t get inside her soon, then I’ll be shoving you aside and taking your place.”
The tearing condom wrapper made my pussy tighten with eagerness. Everett’s breathing caught on a low groan, his dick pulsing in my mouth. As Kaleb slowly pushed into me, Everett paused, steading me while I adjusted. Two men. I had two men inside me. My body strung tighter, rippling as sensation poured through me.
Kaleb thrust deeper, rocking me against Everett. Forcing his dick deeper into my mouth. His hands on my hips, hauling me back, lifting me up off Everett. Again.
It was like Kaleb fucked us both. Driving us closer and closer to climax. Everett’s thighs quivered beneath me. His fingers clutched my cheeks, not hurting me, but hard. Unyielding. As Kaleb quickened the pace.
“When she cums, lift her up off you, Ev,” Chris ordered. “I want to see if she can scream loud enough to wake the dead.”
Kaleb thrust again, pushing Everett so deep I started to gag. Which made his thighs jerk, his fingers convulsing on my face. He lifted my head enough to let me breathe, but Kaleb set a harder rhythm. Having him fucking me from behind opened up all new angles. My back kept arching up as he thrust, trying to take him deeper. Even though that shoved more of Ev’s dick into my throat again. My jaws ached, my neck straining despite his help holding up my head. It all added to the sense of strain and hum inside me. Building that tension and throb. The heavy thud of flesh on flesh, rocking me harder. Faster. My free hand scrambled for something to grip. I seized Ev’s forearm, his dick squeezed in my other fist, and suddenly, I was there. Climax starting to rattle through me, muscles clenching, everything in me locking down.
The salty taste of cum on my mouth only sent me hurtling higher. Ev hauled me up off his dick, and I felt the hot splash of the rest of his semen on my throat and ches
t. I didn’t remember yelling, my throat was raw. Maybe from his dick rubbing the back of my throat—or maybe because I’d screamed.
Kaleb squeezed my hips, grinding against my buttocks on a low, deep grunt of release. Which made me suck in a deep breath and yell again. I couldn’t catch my breath. It took me a second to realize it was because I was squished. Kaleb had dropped his weight against my back, which pushed me down on top of Everett.
Another pulse rocked through my pussy, making me groan. Ev played with my hair, helping swipe the mess out of my face. Though he shuddered beneath me as my hair fell down over his groin. Kaleb finally roused enough to roll over to the side, though he cuddled against both me and Ev, his hand slowly stroking my back.
“Touchdown.” Chris laughed softly.
I lifted my head. Checked that Derek was still unfortunately still asleep. Oh dear. I tried to see Chris, but I couldn’t get my head to turn around that far. My neck felt like a wet noodle. His arms slid around me, confusing me even more, until I realized he’d gotten out of bed. He lifted me in his arms and headed for the bathroom. It was a good thing he was willing to help me. I didn’t think I could walk yet.
He dropped me on the toilet and then left the room, giving me privacy to clean up and do the necessary pee. No way did I want to get a UTI, and if I was going to be sexually active with four men…
Or three men…
I had to admit that I was a bit confused. I’d expected Chris to join in at some point, rather than watch. Was he still not entirely comfortable with me? We’d had that moment upstairs, and he’d been so good with Allie. My heart was definitely fully invested in him and his friends.
I might even be pregnant with his child. Chances were high, given my very regular and dependable cycle. I wasn’t entirely sure how I felt about it yet. I’d always dreamed of a big family, but I also wanted to be sure he was okay with not just me and my two kids, but the idea of continuing our family. Especially if three other men were also involved.