Her Best Men: A Brother's Best Friends Reverse Harem

by Rye Hart

  “Oh, shit,” I said. “Fuck.”

  “Oh, that felt good, Katie,” Wyatt said. “Dylan, make her do that again.”

  Dylan’s fingers worked my pussy as his thumb found my clit. I moaned and bounced, bucking back into his hands and down into his palms. I was being pulled in so many directions, and my body wanted so many other things. My eyes rolled back as Dylan took a chance, sliding a third finger slowly into my asshole.

  I groaned around Wyatt’s cock before he moved me over to Caleb again.

  I swallowed Caleb’s cock down as Dylan pulled his fingers from my body. I whimpered at the loss of contact until I felt him sliding his cock along my dripping slit. I cocked my hips out, begging for him to fill me up as my hands planted firmly on Caleb’s thighs.

  “I think we should give her what she wants. Don’t you?” Dylan asked.

  He slid into me without a second thought as Caleb reached down for my hands. I gripped his fingers tightly as Dylan pounded mercilessly into me. He bucked me into Caleb’s cock, forcing me to swallow it down as Dylan’s long dick raked along the backside of my clit. It was becoming harder and harder to keep myself upright.

  Caleb pulled himself from me and my hands went slamming into the carpet. I felt one of the brothers pick up my arm, then I felt him wiggle himself underneath me. Dylan pulled from my pussy as my eyes opened, taking in the salacious grin crossing Andrew’s cheeks.

  His hands gripped tightly onto my hips, then brought my pussy down onto his throbbing cock.

  “Andrew. Holy shit,” I said breathlessly.

  “Don’t start the praisin’ just yet,” Wyatt said. “‘Cause we ain’t done with you.”

  I felt Wyatt kneel behind me and rub his cock up and down my ass. I braced myself for what was coming as Andrew wrapped his hand around my neck. He pulled my lips down to his, forcing my hips into the air so my asshole was bared for Wyatt to see.

  I inhaled sharply as Wyatt slid slowly into my ass. My legs shook as I fell onto Andrew’s body. Wyatt went slow so I could get used to the sensation. I bit down onto Andrew’s lip as his hands gripped the thickness of my thighs. I whimpered and panted, my body adjusting to the intrusion I was feeling for the very first time.

  Then, when I felt Wyatt’s hips settle against my ass, Andrew and he set a steady pace.

  Never in my life had I felt so full. Electrical currents were buzzing through my body, making my nipples tingle. I lifted my head up, ready to start moaning and calling out their names.

  But Dylan’s cock silenced my sounds as I tasted my juices on his cock.

  My toes curled, and the room began to spin. Dylan and Caleb took turns in my mouth as my pussy began to throb. Andrew pounded up into my body as Wyatt slowly slid in and out of my ass. My vision went blurry as I came around Andrew’s cock.

  “Yes. Yes. Holy shit. Andrew. Wyatt. You guys—I—oh—fuck.”

  I felt myself collapse into Andrew as Wyatt pulled out of my ass. I felt my body being maneuvered as I shook with the pleasure of my orgasm. Caleb laid down on the ground and Andrew situated himself behind me, sliding into my ass before he lowered me down onto Caleb.

  Andrew held my back close to his chiseled chest as I rode Caleb’s cock as fast as I could.

  “Oh, this pussy of yours is fantastic. So good, Katie.”

  “Sweet hell, your ass is tight, pretty lady. Oh my—fuck!”

  I felt Andrew twitch in my asshole, filling my body with cum as I rolled down onto Caleb’s cock. I could feel his hips stuttering as I reached toward my second precipice. I was speechless with fire coursing through my veins. I threw my hands back into Andrew’s hair, pulling his lips into the crook of my neck as Caleb slammed into me.

  I came around his cock, heaving for air as my body jolted with my second orgasm.

  Caleb and Andrew withdrew from me as a pair of lips came down onto my shoulder. Luscious and soft, with a hint of a grin. I smiled and sighed with delight as I leaned over and pressed a kiss to Dylan’s cheek.

  “I love you,” I said breathlessly.

  Then, a pair of rough lips began nibbling at my breasts. A cock was teasing my slit as my juices dripped onto the tip. I leaned my head forward, and the moment he sighed I knew who it was.

  Wyatt.

  “Hang on, doll. We’re just gettin’ started,” Dylan said.

  The two of them slid into my body together as Caleb and Andrew watched from the couch. I was putty in their hands as the two of them filled me to the brim. Cum was dripping down my legs as they slammed into me, my lips capturing theirs before they nibbled love marks into my skin.

  Dylan’s cock filled my ass over and over while Wyatt pounded into my pussy. They captured me between their bodies, chasing their pleasure as sweat dripped down my face. I bucked backward and pushed forward, feeling my swollen clit grazing against Wyatt’s tight curls as Dylan’s hands groped my breasts.

  I wrapped each of my arms around their necks, pulling them closer to me as I approached yet another end with the men I loved so dearly.

  “Shit, doll. I love your ass,” Dylan said.

  “Your pussy’s dripping. Can you feel it?” Wyatt asked.

  I was speechless with grandiose ecstasy. The carpet was digging into my knees, etching the evidence of my love for them into my skin. I fisted handfuls of their hair as they pounded harder into my body, their lips panting into the crooks of my neck. I had them. Right where I wanted them. All of them and all of me intertwined and brought together by a force nothing could have washed away.

  “It’s happening. I’m—I’m com—it’s—I—”

  “Let it go, doll,” Dylan said. “Let it wash over you again.”

  My lips flew open and a groan emanated from my throat. My toes curled so hard they cramped and my back bowed so deep I thought it would snap. Wyatt pulled me against him, my pussy throbbing around his cock as Dylan reached down for my hips. I could feel Wyatt’s dick pulsing inside of me, filling me to the brim before his threads of cum began spilling from between my legs. Dylan slammed into my ass, jiggling my cheeks for his viewing pleasure as I leaned heavily against Wyatt. I could feel my ass clenching around him, begging him to mark me as his own. Just like his brothers had done.

  Wyatt ran his fingers through my hair as Dylan grunted and groaned. He stilled against me, his soaking wet chest pressing deep into my back. He was heaving for air as his face buried into me, his lips pressing kiss after kiss on my skin.

  Cum was running down the insides of my legs as I slumped heavily onto the floor.

  “I gotcha,” Dylan said. “I gotcha. Come here. Guys? A little help?”

  I felt myself being lifted as my body hovered in midair. I trembled with exhaustion as a sloppy grin slid across my cheeks. My back descended onto something cool and soft, then a blanket fluttered down around my body. My eyes opened long enough to see Wyatt kneeling in front of me, then my head and legs were lifted as the rest of the brothers sat on the couch.

  “You okay?” Wyatt asked as he brushed a strand of hair from my face.

  “You know, I used to masturbate to that,” I said breathlessly.

  I watched Wyatt’s face fall as everyone began to laugh.

  “Always knew you were a naughty little minx,” Dylan said.

  “So, you liked that?” Wyatt asked.

  I reached my hand up to cup his face before I brought his lips to mine.

  “I loved it,” I said in a whisper.

  “I think this calls for a celebration,” Caleb said.

  “I don’t know. I think Katie’s all celebrated out,” Andrew said.

  “This wasn’t a one-time thing, right?” I asked.

  I looked up and found Dylan’s eyes as his hand began to run up and down my thigh.

  “Not if ya don’t want it to be, doll,” he said.

  “I’d like another crack at that,” Andrew said.

  “And another,” Caleb said.

  “And another,” I said with a grin.

  Then, we all turne
d our gazes to Wyatt as a grin crossed his face.

  “And even another still,” he said.

  My heart leapt in my chest as I reached out for his body. I pulled him into me, feeling his head fall to my chest. There was nothing that could ruin this moment. I had everything I could’ve ever wanted. I had my life ahead of me— I had the brothers next to me, and all of them loved me just as I had always loved them.

  I was unstoppable.

  And it felt damn good.

  CHAPTER 33

  KATIE

  I woke up Sunday morning in my own bed, my body aching from the previous day. But even though I should've woken up happy, I was still worried about Wyatt. He was the one that was the hardest to convince when it came to everything that had happened, and I felt a dire need to check on him. So, I reached for my phone and called.

  “Mornin’, beautiful.”

  “Hey there, Wyatt. Could we talk for a second?” I asked.

  “Sure thing. You okay?”

  “Yeah, I’m fine. Great, actually,” I said with a giggle.

  “Sounds good to hear ya so happy,” he said.

  “Are you?”

  “Am I what?”

  “Happy,” I said. “With everything that’s happening?”

  “Katie, I’m gonna say this once and for all, okay?” he asked. “I love ya. I’ve been in love with ya for years. No other woman’s ever compared to ya, no matter what I’ve done to try and find it. And lovin’ you means I want ya to be happy.”

  “So, all of this is okay with you?” I asked. “I don’t want you doing this simply because I want it. You’ll grow to resent me for it.”

  “That could never happen, beautiful. Seein’ you happy the way you were yesterday, I wouldn’t trade that smile or the light in your eyes for nothin’.”

  “Are you sure?” I asked.

  “I’m positive. And the fact that ya felt the need ta check up on me means ya really do care. And it makes my heart soar, Katie.”

  “Thank you, Wyatt. For everything. For always listening and wanting what’s best for me. And most definitely for yesterday,” I said with a grin.

  “And thank ya for not givin’ up on hard-headed me, even when I was bein’ an ass ‘bout things. I’m sorry.”

  “You don’t need to apologize, Wyatt, I know this isn’t exactly a normal situation,” I said.

  “No, there ain’t nothin’ normal about my Katie. Our Katie,” he corrected.

  I hung up the phone and sighed as I lay back down in bed. It was going to be a task trying to drag myself to the bathroom, but I knew a hot shower would make the ache in my muscles go away. I sat up in bed, groaning and struggling as a haphazard smile crossed my cheeks.

  Then, I heard someone clear their throat at the door.

  “Holy hell, Lizzie. You scared the crap out of me,” I said.

  “It’s amazing that I can still surprise you even though I’ve got a key to this place,” she said.

  “It’s amazing that you have a key and still knock on the door like you do,” I said. “What gives?”

  “I knocked twice, and ya didn’t answer. Was that Wyatt?” she asked.

  “Good morning to you, too,” I said with a grunt.

  “Were you talkin’ ‘bout what I thought you were?”

  “Not that it’s any of your business, but yes. I was,” I said.

  “I’m your best friend. How the hell’s this not my business? You’re sleepin’ with all of them?”

  “It’s a bit more than that,” I said.

  “How can it be more than that?” she asked.

  “The five of us are together.”

  Lizzie threw her head back and laughed before she hooked her eyes with me again.

  “You’re serious,” she said.

  “As a heart attack.”

  “When the hell did this happen?” she asked.

  “Yesterday. I told them my decision was all of them or none of them, and they were all on board.”

  “You shittin’ me?” she asked.

  “I told them I was in love with them, and they said they were in love with me back, Lizzie. This is happening.”

  “City girl ain’t gonna believe this shit.”

  “What the hell does that mean?” I asked.

  “Look. Whitney and I have been talkin’ ‘cause she’s worried ‘bout ya with all this shit with the brothers. She called me and said you’d gotten it in your head that you were gonna be with them or some shit, and I told her she was crazy. That you weren’t that stupid.”

  “Why the hell would you think I’m stupid?” I asked. “I’m not stupid for loving the men I grew up with. I’m not stupid for wanting to be with them. I’m not even stupid for being with them.”

  “Look, screwin’ around with them is fine. That’s what they do. But something long term with men like them?”

  “You sound like Whitney now. Since when did the two of you ever agree on anything? Why can’t my friends just be happy for me?” I asked.

  “Because I had all of them once, too, Katie.”

  I felt my blood run cold as my gaze landed on my best friend.

  “What?” I asked.

  “I didn’t wanna tell ya nothin’, but shit happened when you were gone. We got close ‘cause I missed ya, and they were tryin’ to help me get over not seein’ ya as much. And it just—yeah. It wasn’t a big deal, and it was lots of fun. But once they got what they wanted from me, they left me high and dry.”

  “That’s not what they do,” I said. “They would’ve been up front with you.”

  “Like they’ve been up front with you?” she asked. “Katie, you’ve been worryin’ yourself sick over this shit. And they were havin’ damn meetin’s!”

  “They were planning on talking to me. Wyatt told me,” I said.

  “Wyatt’s a good one. Believe me. It was easy for me to believe him, too. But when they were done, they were done. Blocked my damn number, stopped comin’ by. That’s how it works with them. A few months later, I saw ‘em all out with another woman at a restaurant. Cozyin’ up to her like it wasn’t nothin’.”

  I felt my world being ripped out from underneath my feet.

  “They did that to you?” I asked.

  “Katie, I’m not sayin’ ya can’t get your fun. Hell knows you’ve deserved it. But don’t try long term with them. It don’t work. They’ve got history scrolls that roll out four fuckin’ miles provin’ that shit. And my name’s on it. I’m sorry, Katie. I really am.”

  “This isn’t true,” I said as tears welled in my eyes. “They know how much you mean to me. They could never have treated my best friend that way.”

  “But they did,” Lizzie said as she came and sat on my bed. “They did. And I’m good with it. I got over it. But it wasn’t pretty when it was happenin’. Whitney was tryin’ to warn ya, and when we talked, I knew I’d have to try, too. Don’t do this to yourself again. Have your fun, but guard yourself. Otherwise, you’re gonna be in for a world of hurt. Like I was.”

  “Why didn't you tell me this before? When it was happenin’?” I asked.

  “You were strugglin’ at college, Katie. Whitney was helpin’ ya, and I didn’t feel like it was right to put all this on you. So, I talked with Whitney ‘bout it. That’s how we got close. Didn’t ya ever wonder how we became friends in the first place?”

  “I thought it was because you videoed me all the time, and she was always lurking over my shoulder.”

  “Come here,” Lizzie said. “Come on.”

  I felt my heart shattering into a million pieces. It all made so much sense. Why Whitney was so adamant about me being careful. How Lizzie and Whitney had gotten to know one another so quickly. Why I didn’t know about any of it. Why Lizzie was encouraging me to have a good time without getting tangled up in things. Why the brothers didn’t really like Lizzie in the first place. Maybe it was their guilt.

  I didn’t know what to do. I choked back tears as Lizzie held me tightly, our bodies rocking side to s
ide. It hurt. It hurt more than I could stand. No one had ever told me this before, and now that it was in front of me, I couldn't ignore it. How could they have treated Lizzie that way? How could Wyatt have treated her that way?

  “I’m so sorry,” Lizzie said with a whisper. “I’m sorry, Katie.”

  “I need a shower,” I said as I sat up. “I need a long, hot shower.”

  What I really needed was time to wash them off my skin, time to scrub their scents away and erase the memories I had of them. I couldn’t be with men like that. I couldn’t be with men that treated women they’d known for years like a piece of dirt.

  It made me sick to think about.

  “Want me to make you some breakfast?” Lizzie asked.

  “No. What I want right now is to be alone,” I said.

  “You sure that’s smart?” she asked. “‘Cause I got all day.”

  “I need to be alone, Lizzie.”

  I shot her a look as she threw up her hands in mock surrender.

  “I hear ya. I’m goin’. Call me if ya—you know. If ya need anythin’.”

  I waited until the front door shut behind her, then I crumpled to the floor.

  CHAPTER 34

  CALEB

  I was itching for Katie to walk into work. She was going to be in her office all day, which meant we’d be close. I jiggled my leg with anticipation of hearing those heels click across the floor, and once I heard her I went running for the door. There she was, in a beautiful summer dress and low flip-flop heels. Her blonde hair was tumbling down beside her face, and I could tell she had makeup all down her neck to try and conceal the evidence of Saturday.

  It made me grin as she walked down the hall.

  “Hey there, gorgeous,” I said with a grin.

  She whipped her head up and stopped just shy of me like she was trying to keep her distance. I walked over to her and threaded my arm around her waist, but when I tried to kiss her, she pulled away. I felt anxiety flood my veins as my eyes searched hers, waiting for them to land on mine so I could get a read on her.