by Riley Love
These four guys understood me more than the people who were supposed to be closest to me.
Hunter rose and rounded the table. He put his hand on my shoulder, that gentle suggestion enough to coax me away from Todd and to accept his kiss. He knew exactly how to take my pain away.
“What is this, an encore?” Blake said as he arrived hand in hand with Zach. I loved that they were comfortable enough with me to share something they’d been forced to keep a secret.
“Maybe.” I let the word linger on my lips. “I didn’t think there was an opportunity for a second round.”
And how would I choose who to be with? There was no way I could go from one bungalow to another. This wasn’t about the sex. Every single one of them made me feel amazing, like I was the center of the universe. And more than that, each man shared a piece of themselves with me that they didn’t show to the rest of the world. It was a gift no one could buy.
The guys looked at each other, a silent negotiation happening around me. I took a long sip of my mimosa and tried to decide which one I would choose, if it came down to that. Which story I wanted to bring to life. Every time I thought I’d come to a decision, I was reminded of another moment one of the other guys made me feel like the queen of the fucking universe.
No one said anything.
“It’s going to be hard to write new stories, now that I know what it’s really like to be with you guys.” Or maybe I was talking to fill the awkward silence.
Zach raised an eyebrow. “Because we didn’t measure up?”
I wondered if he regretted that we hadn’t done more. I stayed with them late into the night, cuddling, kissing, whispering secrets and desires I’d never told anyone else. But we never had straight-up vanilla sex. What we shared was completely mind-blowing, but the morning after, it seemed like a missed opportunity.
“Hell no.” I had to laugh at the suggestion. “Because every single one of you blew my damn mind and I’m not sure if I can properly express that feeling with words.”
Blake’s hands were on my shoulders, and my thighs tingled where the marks he’d left last night had bloomed. He dipped down, his stubble rough against the side of my face. “What if we help you write a new story?”
It would’ve been stupid not to kiss him. No more regrets. “I like that idea.”
His gaze lifted to the others. He swallowed hard. “I think it should star all five of us.”
Holy. Shit. “At once?”
Todd’s eyes widened, and Hunter’s lips parted. Zach had no problem sharing a lover with Blake, but had he ever done it with the other guys in the band?
“It’s the only way,” Todd said softly. “I’m not ready to let you go.”
“Me either.” Hunter rose, like he was ready to set this into action.
My readers would go crazy when I tried to recapture this for them. I’d had several requests over the years for a Jupiter in Blue orgy story, but my cheeks had flushed so hard writing the scene between Blake, Zach, and me that I’d cut it short before any fictional penises entered my literary vagina.
Lesson learned—never hold back.
Blake squeezed my shoulders. “What do you want to try, Lina? Something you’ve never dared ask another bloke for? One of us will most happily oblige. Or maybe all four of us.”
He let go of me, giving me a moment to think. I couldn’t ask them for the thing I really wanted—for this to last forever. But they could send me off with a bang. Literally.
I stood, motioning for Blake to come close. I’d come up with a plan, but it depended on him having something for me. I whispered it in his ear, not wanting to spoil it for the other guys. Acting out the stories had been incredible and adding the element of surprise would be the thing that would take this over the top.
Blake’s eyes widened, but he nodded. Yes, catching these guys by surprise would be a massive turn on.
“Meet me in my bungalow.” I trailed my fingers along the stubble on his chin. This was the first time I’d seen him unshaven, a little less than perfect, and he looked better than ever. I turned to the other guys, flashing them a smile that was pure Lina.
Todd and Hunter followed me into my bungalow. Their hands were on me immediately, stripping my dress away as they kissed me. I pulled on their T-shirts but only succeeded in breaking their rhythm and getting them to strip. Mission successful. They kicked out of their shorts and got back to the business of me.
The backs of my thighs were against the mattress, and I let go of my guys long enough to scoot back onto the bed. Hunter crawled to me first, like he absolutely would not be denied. Todd stayed at the edge, his gaze fixed on me as Hunter took my chin in his hand and covered my mouth with his.
This kiss. It wasn’t goodbye. It was a longing, a refusal to believe that this could be over. Hunter would be a part of my soul forever, whether our tongues were tangled together with his hand raking through my hair as I pulled him down on top of me or we were a half a world apart.
This couldn’t be the last time we did this.
He ran his hand the length of my body, grasping my breast. His grip was sure, like he was afraid if he let me go, I’d run. The kiss ended with a gasp, but he wasn’t done. He planted a line of nips and kisses down my neck until he took my nipple into his mouth.
I let out a cry, my gaze landing on Todd. His eyes were heavy-lidded and his hand was on his cock, running it swiftly up and down the length of his shaft. I almost invited him to join us, but as Hunter’s fingers slipped between my legs, I had a better idea.
Pulling Hunter’s lips away from my breast and giving him another hungry kiss, I pushed his shoulders down onto the bed. His cock stood at full attention as I straddled him. Facing Todd, I rocked back and forth, drenching his cock with my arousal. Todd scrambled off the bed, grabbing something from the floor. When he reappeared, he tossed a foil packet at me and ripped another open, sheathing his own cock.
“Smart.” My hands shook as I rolled the condom over Hunter’s shaft.
The corner of his mouth curled up into a smile. “Don’t want you talking about ravioli on such a beautiful day.”
“That too. But what I really meant was you’re next.” I lowered myself down onto Hunter’s shaft, and all rational thought went flying out of my head with each thrust.
Hunter pistoned his cock up into me, his thrusts relentless. I loved the way he filled me completely and held nothing back. His fingers dug into my hips. I’d have a whole collection of bruises to take back to Cleveland.
I fell forward, my hands on either side of Hunter’s legs. He barely missed a beat, scrambling up so he could take me from behind. Damn. I loved this angle so much. The penetration was so much deeper. Hunter made me feel whole.
Sunlight filled the room when the door opened. Blake and Zach grinned when they saw what they walked in on.
“Our timing is impeccable,” Blake said. “Doesn’t she look beautiful with her tits swaying like that every time Hunter drives his cock into her?”
“She makes the best noises when she’s close.” Zach took a seat at the edge of the bed.
I groaned, getting a chuckle out of my audience. “I can hear you guys.”
“Good.” Blake sat next to Zach. “You know we absolutely fucking adore you, Alina.”
I wanted to tell them how much that meant to me, but I couldn’t—because Todd rose to his knees and grabbed a fistful of my hair.
I pulled the condom off his cock. There had to be more where that came from. I licked the glistening tip, swirling my tongue against it as Hunter drove his cock inside me. Each thrust helped me take a little bit more of Todd’s shaft. I took him as deep as I could manage and let Todd do the rest.
It was incredible to have to men rocking their hips back and forth, their cocks buried inside my body at the same time. And two more who adored me watching.
Heaven.
Hunter’s thrusts slowed as he came, his cum hot inside the condom. Todd pulled my mouth away from his dick and led me t
o my knees, so we were eye to eye. He was in control of my body now. Someone tossed him a fresh condom packet, and he tore it open with his teeth, sheathing himself for the second time. I dug my finger into his shoulders to steady myself as I took his cock.
Damn. To go from one man to another like that was so amazing. My pussy was going crazy, pulsing around him, trying to make him stay. Todd felt so different inside me than Hunter. Hunter’s dick was technically bigger, but Todd’s was shaped so it hit my G-spot with every stroke.
My vision went dark as my orgasm—hopefully the first of many—crested. My back arched, and my head fell back as my muscles turned to jelly. I loved that Todd kept fucking me, even though I had to be squeezing the hell out of his cock.
His balls hitched, and he pulled out quickly, discarding the condom. He pumped his shaft until ribbons of hot cum landed on my belly and thighs.
I wouldn’t have dared write Lina crawling over to Blake and Zach while she was covered in Todd’s cum and Hunter’s bruises, but it was beautiful and I wouldn’t have had it any other way.
“We brought the accessory you requested.” Blake’s lips curled into a smile. “Let me help you put it on, love.”
The way that word sounded coming out of his mouth. So soft, so possessive, so adoring.
Heat rose in my body when the men behind me gasped at the sight of the strap-on. Blake motioned for me to rise on trembling knees. He slipped the strap between my legs, running his fingers along the leather, and my slit, to make sure it was in place.
He fastened it at the base of my spine.
“You want it snug. With each thrust, it will bump against your clit.” He slapped my ass as punctuation. His lips were against my ear. “But don’t worry, I’ll make sure you get off.”
My body was a tangle of electricity and sensation. “Did you tell Zach?” I asked.
Zach’s face lit up. He’d stripped off his clothes without being asked. “He did. I can’t wait, Lina.”
I nodded. “Get on your fucking knees.”
My heart pounded. Blake shoved the trusty bottle of lube at me. Who knew the little bottle of goo would turn out to be the weekend’s MVP? Zach had gone further than I asked. He was on his hands and knees on my bed, offering his ass to me. His shaft was rock hard in anticipation, and when the first drops of lube hit his backside, I doused him with it but was careful not to empty the bottle. We might need that later.
I massaged the aloe into his skin, making sure I got it everywhere. I traced the rim of his puckered opening, loving the way his body shuddered at my touch. I did the same thing he did to me last night. I pushed a finger into the tight ring of muscle, loving the way his body tensed but relaxed. He wanted this.
Adding another finger, I moved back and forth. I’d never done this before. None of my boyfriends would ever let me near their backdoor—double standard, much? —and I’d been so curious what it would feel like to be inside another person.
It was fucking powerful. The vulnerability, the trust, the raw fucking abandon as his body bucked and writhed with my movement.
His head fell back, and he groaned. “Use the strap-on, Lina. I’m ready.”
I leaned forward, my skin slipping against his. “How ready are you?”
“I’m so ready.” It came out like a purr. Damn. This man was so free, so confident in who he was that he had no problem owning his pleasure in a room full of people. Me, writing fanfiction under a pseudonym? The exact opposite. It had been like a cry in the night I’d never expected anyone to answer. Zach demanded a response.
Wrapping one hand around my fake dick, I used the other to spread him wide open. I rested the silicone dildo at his opening before pushing inside.
Zach went down on his elbows, crying out in pleasure. I rocked my hips back and drove into him again. Each time I did it, the leather strap rubbed against my clit. My body tingled as the sensation raced through it.
Blake put his hand on my shoulder, stilling me momentarily. “Want to know what it feels like, Lina?”
I glanced back at him. “What?”
“Let me do to you what you’re doing to Zach.” His voice was thick and heavy with desire.
“Now?”
“Yes. I want to fuck you both.”
Holy shit. “Okay.”
Blake hummed in approval and scraped his teeth against my shoulder before he pulled away. I went back to the business of fucking Zach. I concentrated on his naked body, riding the wave of each thrust. The way the leather assaulted my clit each time I buried the strap-on inside him. I was totally lost, a slave to sensation, and Blake’s slick hand on my ass, getting me ready for the same, was enough to start a reaction inside me.
His fingers worked quickly, with authority, circling my opening and coming inside. I fell forward, holding myself up on Zach’s back. Blake’s massive cock was between my ass cheeks, pushing past the tightness to come inside.
Everything shattered. I lost all control of my body, moving forward each time Blake thrust inside me. I clawed at Zach’s skin, desperate to hold on to some shred of control, but then I gave in. These two beautiful men wanted nothing more for me than to enjoy my pleasure. I came hard, my arousal drenching the inside of my legs as Blake slowed his movements.
The only noise in the room was our ragged breath and the slap of Zach’s hand against his cock as he brought himself to climax. Blake slipped out of me and unfastened the belt.
I collapsed between them on the bed. Hunter and Todd crawled over and joined us. We held each other. We were all one.
Emotion washed over me. This weekend had gone so far beyond anything I dared to imagine for myself. I knew now—I could do anything I set my mind to. No more excuses.
“Why are you crying, Lina?” Zach wiped the tears away from my cheeks.
“I wish I could keep all of you with me. Always.”
Blake hugged me closer, kissing the tender spot where he’d bitten me moments before. “Don’t think of it as goodbye, Alina. Think of it as a new beginning.”
Chapter Eleven
One more walkthrough before I gave the bungalow back to Casey. It wasn’t to make sure I didn’t leave anything behind. The possessions could be replaced, but what I really wanted to collect was the memories with the guys here. How Todd looked at me when the towel had slipped away from my naked body the first night. His insomnia-mussed hair the night he climbed into bed and put his arm around me. And the absolute riot of images from yesterday with all the guys that made my body flush with desire. Those couldn’t be replaced.
I’d texted Casey to let her know I was ready. So many emotions flowed through me. My body was still sore from this weekend, and my heart would ache long after I left. A piece of me looked forward to getting home, seeing Mom, and hoping that I could bring a little of the badassery that had reawakened inside me back to my everyday life.
The guys had stayed with me until I fell asleep, but I’d asked them not to be there when I woke up. Like Blake said, this wasn’t goodbye, and I couldn’t bear to have to hug and kiss all of them like I’d never see them again. They left sometime in the early hours of the morning, and I woke up alone, with nothing but the crash of the waves outside of my window to comfort me.
“How was your weekend?” Casey asked when she arrived. I thought maybe she’d grab the handle of my suitcase like she did when we first met at the airport, which seemed like a lifetime ago, and whisk me away from the resort.
“It was beyond anything I could’ve imagined.”
“Awesome. Wish I could’ve been here but sounds like you all had a pretty good time without me.” She sat on my bed. Only, it didn’t belong to me anymore. It was hers. I was a stranger in my own fantasy. “What are your plans after this?”
“Going back to Cleveland to take care of my mom.” Okay, now or never. “But I was hoping…”
She cocked her head. “What, Alina?
“I…” Was being timid as fuck. I’d made my desires clear in my writing, hiding behind the guise
of Lina, and I had four enthusiastic fans ready, willing, and oh-so-able to make those dreams come true. If I didn’t ask for what I wanted, I could never have it. It was that simple. “I’d like to work with the band on an ongoing basis. They liked my stories and—”
Casey didn’t let me finish, interrupting me with laughter. Fuck. Well, it didn’t hurt to ask. Just because I had the balls to do it didn’t mean it was a guaranteed yes.
“You guys must’ve really hit it off this weekend,” she said. “Because they demanded I put you on payroll, effective immediately. That’s why I asked about your plans because they mentioned your mom.”
“They did?” I sat next to her on the bed. “What did they say about her?”
“Why don’t you tell me what you had in mind first, and we’ll see if we can make it work with what they proposed.”
They still want me. All of me. The parts that were beautiful and the parts that were messy as fuck. “I’d been thinking of something with social media. I’d like to make sure that the fans that have been loyal to the band all this time have access to what’s happening with the new album. Behind-the-scenes stuff. Interviews. Get the fans excited about the music again. I heard some of the songs this weekend, and I think people are going to love them. But the guys are different now too. I think people will want to meet the men behind the music.”
“You have no idea what a breath of fresh air it is to hear that after fighting with the record label all weekend.” Casey’s face lit up. Her body had visibly relaxed as I gave my proposal. Looked like my weekend was much better than hers. “Bunch of assholes. So here’s what the band had in mind. They want you to write the account of your weekend through LinaLu’s eyes.”
“I thought that was the original agreement.” But I never expected the truth to be better than fiction.
“That’s not all.” Casey twisted her hands together in her lap. “They want to set up a hub in Cleveland. That’s where you live, right? It would be their home base between tour stops. And they’re hoping you can join them for a few dates on tour.”