“I could adore just this one part of you and be happy,” Trevor mumbled, his lips against her skin.
“You better not. I need your cock.”
As if she’d said the magic word, all three looked up at her and grinned. Mitch tapped her nose. “The one thing you will get tonight is our cocks—many times.”
Her juices flowed and her belly fluttered at the incredible thought. “Then what are you waiting for?”
Laughter wasn’t the answer she wanted to hear.
Trevor placed his lips to her ears. “We want to love you until we can’t stand it any longer. This could take hours, so relax and enjoy.”
Hours? She wanted them now. What ever happened to good old-fashioned instant gratification?
The men resumed loving her. Mitch had switched to sucking on her breast instead of dragging his thumb across the tip, Dante was plunging fingers into her pussy and heating her up to a near boiling point, and Trevor was twisting her nipple between his fingers while he dragged his lips across her neck. The stimulation already had her so in need that her sex was perfuming the air. Surely, they could tell, she wouldn’t last long under their assault. Dante wiggled her clit with his free hand and she almost exploded.
“Oh, please, just a little release.” Starting off their relationship by begging wasn’t a good precedent to set, but she couldn’t help it.
Trevor’s lips found hers, and when he lifted one hand to stroke her jaw and then her cheek, she wanted to melt into him and become one with Trevor. Passion poured from his soul. Their tongues hungrily clawed their way around in circles, acting as if they could be joined if they tried hard enough.
Trevor broke the kiss. “I have to take you, right now.”
As if the move had been choreographed beforehand, Dante rolled out of the way, and Mitch moved closer to the headboard.
Trevor flipped her over and tapped her butt. “Get on your elbows and knees.”
She clenched her cheeks. Would he take her in the ass or impale her pussy? Since it had been weeks, didn’t he have to use some lube to ease the way? All of her questions were answered when his cock nudged her wet cunt.
A rush of erotic excitement slammed through her. The bed moved and Dante’s knees came into her peripheral vision.
He leaned over her back. “I’m here, babe, to love your tits.”
No sooner had he said that than Mitch presented her with a throbbing cock. “Just a few licks to get him ready, darlin’.”
Not waiting for Trevor to impale her, she grabbed Mitch’s cock and drew him into her mouth. The sweet tang of pre-cum slid over her tongue and excited her buds. She dragged the tip of her tongue through his slit then dove down on him. He threaded his fingers through her scalp and pressed hard as if he needed to tighten his hold for control.
On her second pass down his thick length, Trevor drove into her in one hard thrust, nearly splitting her in two. The ripples of pleasure set her whole body on fire. Having Dante twist, tug, and pull on her already swollen nipples only added to the heightened experience.
“Oh, sugar. I can’t tell you how divine it is to be in your pussy again. We never should have let you leave.”
He withdrew and thrust in again, hitting more nerves than she remembered ever existing. Mitch tapped her head. Oh, my. She’d been so focused on what Trevor was doing that she’d forgotten about him. Getting air into her lungs had taken over. With renewed attention, she clasped his cock and pumped her fist up and down several times, eliciting many moans. She bobbed her head faster and faster until Mitch pulled back and dropped on his haunches.
“Enough.”
With practice precision, all three men changed positions. This was like a choreographed dance, only more surreal. How did they know what to do or where to go? She didn’t get a chance to ask because Dante stretched out on the bed and pulled her on top.
“Let me give you some loving.”
His hard cock plastered against her belly as he kissed her slowly and thoroughly. The ease with which he nibbled her bottom lip then nipped at her chin helped relax her heart but not her pussy.
Mitch tapped her butt. “Darlin’, we need you to ride our cowboy here.”
Her thoughts jumbled, but as she sorted through the positions, she understood.
She quickly got on her knees. Dante grinned and palmed her tits. “Oh, yeah. Ride me hard. Ride me fast. And fuck him like you want him forever.”
His dirty, yet poetic, words made her pussy gush even more. Dante lowered one hand and lifted his cock to make entering her easier.
After centering herself over his cock, she sat on him. The huge head stretched her wide, but the ache felt divine and wonderful. “Oh, yeah.”
Dante abandoned her breasts and guided her hips downward at the same time he lifted his upward. While her walls were slick, the combination nearly tore her apart.
Mitch knelt behind her and rubbed her back. “Take it easy and breathe.”
She tried his suggestion and the ache turned into pure glory. Trevor knelt on the bed with one knee and rubbed her breast. The warmth from his hand spread downward.
Lube filled her nostrils, and her mind splintered for a moment. Trevor must have noticed the slight hint of fear in her face because he pinched her nipple as if he needed her to focus on what Mitch and he were doing.
For the moment, Dante was holding her still. They must know that having two cocks inside her would be earth-shattering. Mitch rubbed her rear with the cool goo.
“I can’t tell you how much I want this, darlin’. You are my life and my love.” His sweet words helped. “Now kiss Dante.”
She loved that order and did as he said. Only when their lips touched did she realize why he’d asked her. Her ass was now totally exposed. Mitch’s lubed thumb dipped into her back hole, and she was proud that she didn’t flinch. She arched her back to widen her hipbones.
Mitch rubbed her rear. “You are so perfect, darlin’.”
Just as he slipped two fingers into her asshole, Dante tightened his grip on her hips and plowed into her, sparking her needs all over again. She closed her eyes and moaned, loving the attention and the cock. Mitch’s fingers hit a few nerves in her ass.
“I’m ready, Mitch.”
He withdrew his fingers, and instead of getting his cock, his lips nibbled his way across her rear, sending delightful waves over her body. After two passes, he stopped, and his cock appeared at her back entrance. Her breath caught, even though she’d loved it when Trevor had fucked her ass.
Dante held her still and withdrew most of the way, while Trevor continued to stroke her nipples in an easy and rhythmic manner as if to lull her.
Should I be afraid?
No. My men love me.
Mitch popped into her and with each tiny movement, he moaned. “You are so fucking tight.”
The desperation in his voice was a balm. The men were so different yet they all seemed to have one thing in common—they wanted her.
Patient to a fault, Dante held still, but his breaths came out faster as if remaining still took more effort than running a store. His care made her love him even more. As Trevor soothed her breasts, with an occasional pinch to remind her he was there, Mitch inched his way down her back channel.
Needing him, she pushed her rear back and his cock slid to the end despite Dante holding onto her hips. His grip was only to prevent her from dropping down on him. Electric sparks exploded and her pussy tightened.
At the moment, he seemed bigger than Trevor had been, but maybe it was because Dante was in her pussy.
Dante’s fingers pressed on her hips. “Ready to be loved by all of us?” His voice shook.
“Yes.” And that was the truth.
She opened her mind, her heart, and her body to embrace their love. Okay, it was more than their just their love that she’d be embracing, because just then Dante lifted his hips and slid right to the end. “Holy shit.”
Two cocks actually do fit.
Dante grinned. “Y
ou like being packed full of cock.”
Her heart was pounding, beating hard in her ears. “Yes.”
Even though Mitch and Dante had never shared, they seemed to know just what she could handle. At first, Mitch would pull out with Dante inside her. Then Dante would withdraw while Mitch slid in her ass. As much as she appreciated their care, she wanted them both all the way.
“Together.” It was all she could get out because Trevor twisted her face toward him and presented her with his cock.
She licked her lips and swiped her tongue across the head. If she hadn’t been using her hands to hold herself up, she would have grabbed his cock hard. Trevor cupped her chin and eased his cock into her mouth.
“Nice and slow, sugar. A few swipes and he’ll be a goner.”
She obliged by opening her mouth and sucking on his cock. When she swirled her tongue around his length, he palmed her head with his other hand and pressed down on her scalp. Not wanting him to go off too soon, she let up on the pressure.
She’d just started to get into a rhythm when both Dante and Mitch pistoned into her at the same time. Her eyes widened and her mouth opened to gulp in more air. “Holy crap. That’s a lot of cock.”
Trevor moved his hand from her jaw to her breasts and pinched her nipple. The ache tore through her, and as soon as the pain turned into pure lust, she clenched her pussy walls.
“Gaa.” That cry came from Dante.
As if she’d lit the final match and touched the tinder, Dante drove into her hard and fast, tipping her over the edge. Her climax descended taking her higher and higher. Mitch added to the send off by pressing his cock to the back of her wall and exploding, his hot seed pummeling her rear. Wave upon wave of total ecstasy claimed her, and she yelled out their names.
When Trevor pressed his cock once more to her lips, she devoured him. Dante only had to pump two more times, before he grunted and yelled something unintelligible. His powerful cum came out strong as he kept pumping into her. Just as she’d regained her balance, Trevor pulled on her hair and blasted her mouth with his jism. She swallowed fast and furiously to keep up with his flow. As he slowed, she lapped the tip of his cock, loving his taste.
Sweat dripped off her body as the sweet smell of sex encompassed them. Mitch was the first to move then Trevor. Dante was still fully seated inside her.
“Enough, Dante. We gotta clean her.”
Dante’s eyes glanced to the ceiling before lifting her off him. She collapsed on the bed, having no ability to move or talk.
Mitch must have had a towel with him because he wiped her dry.
“We’ll need to build a big enough tub to hold all four of us,” Dante said.
Mitch grinned. “I guess you never did get to see the master bath at my house. I got one that will fit us.”
She couldn’t even connect the dots because her mind was floating high above them. Never in her wildest dreams could she have hoped to find such amazing men.
Chapter Twenty-Five
Four months later
“Stand still.” Beth batted Lisa’s hands away from the veil. “You look perfect. In fact, everything is perfect, so stop fretting.”
Beth had been amazing. She’d come up to Intrigue a week ago to arrange every detail of the wedding—well, almost every detail. Trevor’s mom, Nicole, had insisted on giving the rehearsal dinner, which had been amazing.
Her parents who had been wintering in Florida flew up, too, but that actually added to some of the stress she was experiencing. Her mom was rather shocked—a complete understatement—that Lisa would end up with three men, but the fact she was carrying their grandson made her very happy. The four of them had discussed when to start a family and they all decided the sooner the better. The day she’d moved to Intrigue was the day she’d stopped her birth control pills.
She’d been proud of her mom for keeping an open mind. As a matter of fact, within a few days, her mom was in love with her three men almost as much as she was. Her father, too, was quite taken by them. He’d asked for an autograph from Mitch once he found out he wrote as Nicolas Delacroix. She’d never known her father had read so many of Mitch’s novels.
The fact Trevor was a highly respected oncologist had her father picking his brains since her dad had been through prostate cancer surgery. He wanted to share every detail of his chemo regimen with Trevor. Her poor husband-to-be was more patient than she would have been had the roles been reversed.
Her dad probably had connected with Dante the best. Her father had been a delivery man, along with a lot of other things, so they had a lot in common. She couldn’t have been happier about how well they got along.
Mandy, Candy, and Beth were her bridesmaids and she couldn’t have asked for more. A knock sounded on the room situated at the back of the church. Trevor’s brother, Winston, stuck his head in. “We’re ready.”
She patted her stomach and hoped her baby would be as happy as she was. As she stepped into the church vestibule, her father was there, ready to walk her down the aisle. He wore a new suit and looked so handsome.
“Ready, princess?”
“As ready as I’ll ever be.”
“Then let’s do this.” He grinned, and all seemed so right with the world.
The church organ burst to life just as it had with Mandy’s and Candy’s wedding. All three of them seemed to marry in the winter, preventing them from having one of the lavish outdoor Callen weddings. Personally, she loved walking down the aisle in the quaint church. At one time, the church never would have sanctioned ménage weddings, but with so many couples enjoying the lifestyle, they’d relented. Technically, she’d only be married to Trevor since he was the oldest, but today the minister would treat them all the same.
As soon as they reached the end of the aisle, her dad squeezed her arm, smiled, and went back to her mom’s side. She inhaled and glanced at her men. No three could be more wonderful.
The minister began, but in all honesty, she couldn’t focus on his words. All she could think about was what tonight would bring.
“If you will exchange rings please,” said the minister.
Now came the hard part. She let Trevor slip the gold band on her finger, but then she had to put one on each of theirs. Her hands shook so hard that by the time she lifted Dante’s hand, he had to help her.
The minister smiled. “I now pronounce you men and wife. You may kiss the bride, but keep it short.”
The congregation laughed. They’d discussed beforehand about not turning her on so much that she didn’t want to go to the reception dinner. All three were wonderfully respectful and kissed her with passion but didn’t delay. They truly had learned the art of sharing.
The minister tapped the microphone to get everyone’s attention. “I now pronounce you misters and missus Callen.” They’d gone back and forth about whether she would keep Brightner or take the Callen name as she didn’t want to offend Mitch or Dante, but when they insisted she become Lisa Callen, she agreed.
After way too many photos, the congregation headed to the high school for the reception. They could have found a place in Cheyenne that was big enough, but it had become tradition after Mandy and Candy had the after wedding meal there. It seemed fitting for her to continue the tradition since all three of the grooms had graduated from there.
Wanting to be comfortable at her reception dinner, she returned to the back room and changed into something else. Beth was tidying things up when she walked in.
“You can stop working now. It’s almost over.”
“There’s still the dinner.”
Lisa clasped her arm. “I want you to have a good time. I’m not your typical client. I’m your friend. Nothing can go wrong now. Okay? I saw how Winston and his friend Matt were watching you the whole time.”
Her face turned bright red. “I hadn’t noticed.”
“Yes, you did. Now go. I’m ordering it.”
Beth hugged her and followed her out. All three of Lisa’s husbands were waiting,
and after she changed, Dante was the first to wrap an arm around her waist. “Let us escort you, Mrs. Callen, to dinner.”
“Why thank you.” She glanced around. “Did my parents leave?”
“The limousine is taking them now.”
They exited the church and were met by a gently falling snow. “It’s beautiful.” She looked up and smiled.
“Not as beautiful as you, sugar.”
She grinned. They’d also hired a limo. The driver helped her into the back then took her wedding dress from Mitch’s arms and placed it in the far back. The trip was fortunately only ten minutes. Any longer and the men might have had her naked. While they squished in four across, Trevor sat at the end next to Mitch. She still couldn’t believe how far those two had come. Seeing them now, it was as if no time had passed since they were best friends.
When they arrived at the high school, the snow was coming down harder, but it was more romantic that way. The men ushered her inside and once more she was amazed at the decorations. Nicole Callen had taken charge of Vince and Mandy’s wedding, but this time Beth had helped. There was still the white gauze strung from the rafters, but in front of the stage was a cart filled with her law books.
Beth rushed up to her. “How do you like it?”
“I love the law books. It’s a nice touch.”
“They’re not all law. I bought the entire collection of Mitch’s books, too.”
Trevor lifted his chin. “Any med books?”
“Only three, but they are on your specialty.”
Dante planted a hand on my hip. “What about me? I can read.”
They laughed, and Beth winked. “Well, I did buy the cart at your hardware store. Does that count?”
“It sure does.”
Winston approached and placed a hand on Beth’s back. Her chest expanded as if his touch had come from heaven.
“Why don’t you leave these nice people alone and keep me and Matt company?” He swung her around before she could say yes or no.
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