by Robin Gideon
Garrett, young and impetuous, shook his head emphatically. “No. When the boys from the Square-B showed up, she got spooked. Real spooked. She was going to be ours, and we were going to be hers, but now she’s spooked, and she’s not going to want anything to do with us.”
“You’re young and in love,” Aaron replied. “That clouds your thinking.”
“And you’re old and in love, so that makes you thickheaded.”
“Thirty-two,” Aaron said, a smile tugging at his lips, “isn’t really all that old.”
The look he received from his kid brother suggested otherwise.
A window-rattling crash of thunder followed a bright white bolt of lightning by a split-second, and all the men in the room flinched. The thick, black clouds had rolled in from the west as the sun had been setting. A few minutes before midnight, the rain had started, not too heavy at first, though the deluge soon followed. Thunder and lightning came with the downpour. Now the storm seemed to have settled over Elk’s Crossing, the rain coming in sheets.
“This storm’s a bad one,” Blair said. “Do you think that’s what’s keeping Katie home?”
Aaron walked to the window and looked out. The rain-streaked glass gave a distorted view of the land surrounding the homestead. Only the lightning cut through the fathomless darkness of the foothills. The Circle-Square-Circle Ranch was miles from anything that might be construed as a streetlight, so he did not at first realize that a vehicle had pulled up close to the house until the driver’s side door opened, and the dome light came on.
“She’s here!” Aaron exclaimed. “I knew she’d come!”
“Oh, she’ll come, all right,” Blair murmured ambiguously under his breath.
Aaron hurried to the front door of the ranch house, followed by all three of his brothers. He opened the door just in time to let Katie hurry inside. She wore a tan raincoat, which she had pulled up over her head. Her shapely legs were exposed to midthigh.
“Come in,” Aaron said, throwing the door open wide and stepping aside so that Katie could run in. “Let’s get you out of the rain.”
Blair added, “Welcome once again to the Circle-Square-Circle Ranch.”
Katie slid the trench coat properly down around her shoulders and smiled broadly as she patted her blonde hair into place. In her blue eyes, Aaron thought he saw happiness tinged with nervousness.
“This is my first North Dakota storm,” Katie said, stepping deeper into the ranch house, the stiletto heels of her shoes clicking softly against the polished wooden floor. “Are thunderstorms always this violent in the mountains?”
“The mountains don’t get it as bad as the foothills. We’re in the foothills.” Aaron was certain he’d never seen anything lovelier than Katie, standing at the entrance to the great room. Softly, he added, “I was afraid you wouldn’t come.”
Katie walked to the center of the room. She looked at the big, flat-screen television. Some sports-analysis program was on, though the volume had been muted. Aaron was annoyed at anything that diverted Katie’s attention away from him or his brothers.
She turned and looked straight into his eyes. “I’m not agreeing to move in with you.” The pink tip of her tongue moistened her lips, and her gaze darted from one brother to the next before returning to Aaron. “But I’m here now, and I’m staying for the night.”
Aaron heard a collective sigh of relief from his brothers. He felt like shouting out his joy but kept his nearly ungovernable emotions tightly leashed.
Garrett stepped up to Katie. “The McGowan men all seem to have forgotten their manners. Can I take your coat? Would you like something to drink?”
Katie unbuckled the belt and unfastened the buttons, turned her back to Garrett, and let the moist raincoat slide off her shoulders and down her arms. That prompted the second collective gasp from the men in the room, though this time even Aaron added his voice to the chorus. Aside from her four-inch pumps, Katie wore only a red baby-doll nightie. The bottom hem of the lingerie was black lace that cut a horizontal line across the tops of her pale thighs. Aaron couldn’t tell if she was wearing panties beneath the lingerie, but the question alone was fascinating enough that his cock began to grow inside his jeans.
The deep V-neck of the baby-doll put on display the plump inner swells of Katie’s breasts, making them appear even more extravagantly rounded than if she wore nothing at all. Aaron felt an instantaneous tightening in his throat. He resisted the urge to tell Katie just how sexy she was. She had once before called him an “alpha male,” but with Katie standing in a lacy red baby-doll and his heart racing in his chest, he was feeling more like a besotted teenager inexperienced in the ways of the flesh.
Katie walked slowly over to the fireplace, where split pine logs crackled as the flames licked at them. With her back to the men, she asked, “What are my drink options?”
Aaron groaned. “Just beer or whiskey, I’m afraid.”
She turned slightly to look at him, and in doing so gave him a view of herself in profile. Aaron’s mouth went instantly dry. “Just so that you know, I like martinis with gin. Or a gin and tonic, if it’s hot out.”
“In the future, you can pretty much count on asking for anything you want, and having a one-hundred-percent chance of getting it,” Aaron replied.
“I’ll have a beer. A light beer, if you’ve got it. I’m going to start really watching my calories.” She smiled sheepishly. “For you men…my men…I’ve decided to go on a diet. I’m going to lose weight so that you’ll think me so sexy you won’t even look at another woman.”
“Trust me when I say you couldn’t get sexier if you tried,” Aaron said with conviction. The other men voiced their agreement with his assessment, drawing a sheepish smile from the object of their fascination. “Garrett, since you seem to be the only one of us with any manners at all, would you please get this lovely lady a beer?”
By the time Garrett returned with a Miller Lite, the television had been turned off, the whiskey-drinkers had refreshed their cocktails with ice, and others had gotten new beers. Some sat in the heavy, leather wingback chairs that bracketed the outside edge of the fireplace. Aaron was standing near the long leather sofa that faced the fireplace, though was further away from the flames than the chairs.
Katie took her beer, sipped it, and sighed. “I confess, I do like beer.” She stepped closer to Aaron, her hips swaying with her steps. He still couldn’t tell if she had panties on beneath the baby-doll. “In San Francisco, drinking beer is considered a boorish thing only for the lower classes. God, I was such a snob back then. You men have taught me so much. Sometimes I think back on the beliefs I used to hold dear, and I’m actually embarrassed.” She took another couple sips of cold beer. “Are you going to kiss me or not? The last time I was this close to you, our time together was…um…abruptly and unfortunately abbreviated, a fact which I’m sure frustrated you enormously, and stopped me from accomplishing something I’d struggled to find the courage to do.”
As the pulsing in his jeans grew stronger with each passing second, Aaron slipped his right arm around Katie’s waist and pulled her body in snugly against his own. While still holding a can of beer in his left hand, he slanted his mouth down over Katie’s, bending her backward as he did so. Her lips parted, the invitation unmistakable, and he danced his tongue with hers.
Blindly, Aaron extended his left arm straight out while continuing to kiss Katie. One of his brothers—he wasn’t certain which one—took the can of beer from him. With both hands now available, he pulled Katie’s voluptuous body in even tighter against his own then filled his hands with the globes of her ass. She wore panties beneath the baby-doll, and the smooth texture heightened Aaron’s excitement. He feasted on her lips, filling her mouth with his tongue as he pulled her pelvis in against his own so that she had no choice but to feel how big and hard his cock had gotten.
He felt her moving slightly, weaving her hips from side to side to rub against his rapidly growing erection. When her ton
gue slipped between his lips to explore his mouth, Aaron knew that he’d never kissed a woman who excited him so much and never touched a woman who triggered such an instantaneous and wildly lusty response from him.
Finally, the kiss ended. Aaron kept his hands beneath the bottom hem of her baby-doll, squeezing her buns through silk panties.
“It’s your call,” Katie said, a bit breathlessly. “Tell me what you want, Aaron. I can resume where I left off, if that’s what you want. I’m yours to command. Tell me, and I’ll do it.”
* * * *
A shiver went through Katie as she looked up into Aaron’s eyes. What was it about Aaron and his brothers that made her want to be submissive to them, that made her want to give herself totally and completely to them both sexually and emotionally? She didn’t need to look around to know that she was surrounded by McGowan men. She could almost feel the heat of their bodies going straight into her bloodstream, the hunger in their eyes devouring her flesh, and the feasting on her physical charms.
She started to kneel, deciding to finish what she’d started in the Mountain View Saloon, but Aaron caught her by the upper arms.
“No, darling,” he said, his voice hoarse but commanding. “I need more from you than just lip service. I need to be inside you.”
Aaron wasted no time unbuckling his belt and dropping his jeans and underwear to expose his throbbing erection. He sat on the sofa and motioned Katie forward. She was as feverish as Aaron to feel the joining of their bodies. She handed her beer can to Blair, but didn’t even bother to remove her panties before she straddled Aaron’s lean hips, placing her knees on the sofa’s leather cushions. She pulled the crotch of the panties aside to expose her pussy.
“I’ve dreamed of having you inside me,” Katie said as she lowered her hips until the lips of her pussy touched the conical head of Aaron’s cock. Before she took him inside, she looked around at the men surrounding her. “Soon. All of you.” She lowered her hips and felt delicate, sensitive tissue stretching, expanding to accommodate solid masculine flesh. “Oh, God!” she gasped, sinking to take the full length of his cock inside her slick, receptive body.
Katie felt Aaron’s muscular thighs beneath her own. More significantly, she felt the long, hard length of his cock pulsing with virility deep inside her cunt. Her lashes batted against her cheeks for a moment, and then she looked into Aaron’s eyes and whispered, “Anywhere. Anytime. Anything you want. I’m yours.”
She didn’t really expect him to say anything in response. She was shocked enough at her own complete acceptance of the McGowan clan’s claim to her body, soul, and heart. But when Aaron replied, “And I’m yours. We’re all yours,” a sob caught in her throat, and might have escaped had she not felt her own onrushing climax fast approaching.
She kissed Aaron flush on the mouth for only a few seconds before she threw her head back on her shoulders and started bouncing on his lap, impaling herself on his unyielding cock.
“At last,” Katie sighed, dropping onto Aaron’s lap to accept everything he had to give her. She worked her hips forward and back, loving the feel of his thick cock stretching her. “The first time…but not the last time.” She leaned forward to kiss his forehead, then temple. She whispered so softly that only he could hear, “I know you love me, but this time, just fuck me.”
He slid his fingers into her hair, cupping the back of her head in his palm. He pulled her down and kissed her fiercely, even harshly. It was a bruising, claiming kiss, meant to show his possession.
I’ve never been wanted as much as by these men. I’m theirs, and they’re mine, and this is going to be a very long night.
She loved the feel of Aaron’s hands on her bottom, guiding and directing her movements as she bounced on him. But then she felt another hand on her breast, and the reality that she was fucking one man while three of his brothers were standing nearby came rushing back. Without pausing in her undulations, she looked over her shoulder and saw that it was Garrett standing behind her, reaching beneath her arm to fondle her breast.
“Take the nightie off, darling,” Aaron said. “It’s pretty enough, but I want to look at you.”
But Katie had chosen the baby-doll for a reason, and it wasn’t to take it off. She knew her breasts were a particular source of fascination for the McGowan men, and she knew they liked the curve of her hips. It was her stomach that caused Katie to feel the sharp teeth of insecurity. Rather than pull the lingerie up and over her head, Katie slipped her hands inside the lace-trimmed silk cups, then slowly slid the silk beneath her breasts.
“Kiss me,” she whispered, lifting her right breast to Aaron’s mouth as she bounced on his lap.
When she felt the heated wetness of his mouth capturing her nipple and much of her areola, Katie let out a short, startled cry of ecstasy. There was no doubt in her mind that her next climax would be a cataclysmic event in her life.
While she impaled herself on Aaron’s cock and he sucked on her nipples, Garrett and Blair stepped up onto the sofa, moving so that they sat on the uppermost portion of the backrest, one on each side of their brother. Katie was surprised to discover the men had stripped off their clothes, and seeing their naked bodies for the first time made the slick honey of her excitement flow freely.
“You’re so beautiful,” she whispered, looking at washboard abdomens, taut chest muscles, wide shoulders, and narrow hips—and two hard cocks that angled sharply upwards. Theirs were bodies made lean and muscular by hard work, much of it done on horseback. They did not have the slab muscles of men who exercised in a gym while watching themselves in the mirror. “You make me want to eat you up.”
“Good idea,” Blair said, hooking his hand around Katie’s neck and pulling her toward him.
While continuing to bounce on Aaron, Katie let Blair pull her forward and to the side, and a moment later she had the plump crown of his cock in her mouth. Her head was swimming with the startling reality that she had a cock in her pussy and another in her mouth. If, a month earlier, someone would have suggested that she was capable of such uninhibited behavior, she would have laughed in their faces. But now, in a room literally filled with naked men, it seemed entirely rational to have more than one man loving her, more than one man she needed to satisfy.
“Fuck! Her mouth feels so fucking good.” Blair whispered, the coarse words coming out slowly as Katie took his cock to the back of her mouth and wrapped her hand around the base of his pulsing shaft.
She moved, but was not entirely conscious of all the things that she was doing, and the things that were being done to her. She filled her mouth and stroked Blair while, with the opposite hand, stroking Garrett. And as she was pleasuring those men, she continued to follow Aaron’s lead as he guided her up-and-down movements. After several seconds, she leaned to Aaron’s other side and brought her moist lips to the knob of Garrett’s erection. His body, she noted, was lean, the thinnest of all the McGowan men.
Four handsome brothers, and they’re all mine.
Her eyes were closed, and her mouth opened wide when she felt Garrett push his fingers into her hair then clench his hand into a fist. While it was abundantly clear that all of the men wanted her, Garrett’s lusty hunger took on an added dimension, which Katie attributed to youth and perhaps a touch of inexperience. With her hair entwined in his fingers, Garrett sped up Katie’s bobbing, forcing her to suck on his cock faster.
“Easy,” Aaron said to his youngest brother. “Katie will make you happy.” His voice dipped lower with authority. “Just make sure that you make her happy.”
A moment later, Katie felt the fingers loosen in her hair. She pulled up, releasing the cock from her mouth with a moist popping sound. She looked up into Garrett’s face, gave him a smile to let him know that she wasn’t angry or disappointed with his ardor, and then leaned to Aaron’s opposite side and resumed sucking on Blair’s cock.
It was chaotic and disorderly, and Katie simply didn’t know what to do or what was expected of her. She’d had
sex with a few men in her life, but she’d certainly never engaged in anything even remotely like the ménage she was currently in. She was in the eye of the storm, and everything swirled around her.
Her lips were a tight, moist ring around the shaft of Blair’s cock when she heard Aaron groan beneath her, and his fingers tightened fiercely on her hips, pulling her down so that his cock was buried completely inside her. A moment later, when he let out that low, rumbling groan of ecstasy, Katie knew that he was releasing his cum inside her.
The awareness that Aaron was releasing his lust deep inside her while she had another man’s cock in her mouth provided the final necessary stimulation to elicit her own climax. While holding Blair’s cock between her lips, though not really sucking on him, Katie’s hips jerked rapidly forward and backward, her thighs against Aaron’s and the full length of his cock still inside her as the spasms started. She let out a high-pitched squeal from deep in her throat as her orgasm reached its peak. She almost immediately began a free fall descent.
What happened next made Katie feel like she was in a dream, almost as though she was having an out-of-body experience where she could look dispassionately down at herself and watch her own lusty activities without actually participating in them. Though she was by no means a tiny or petite woman, Aaron got up off the sofa, lifting Katie as he did so. He turned then set her down on the sofa so that her back was against the seat cushions, and her head was against the backrest. Taking a step backward, he withdrew his sated erection from her pussy. But an instant later, Blair was between her thighs, guiding the crown of his cock to her entrance. With a single, hard thrust, he invaded her body with every solid inch he possessed.
The young twins, Garrett and Flynn, knelt on the sofa, their cocks standing out hard and almost vibrating with lusty tension, each one pointing portentously at Katie. All she had to do was turn her face this way or that to give pleasure to Garrett or Flynn.