Seven Roses: Reverse Harem Romance

by Kelli Callahan

  “You don’t work out with them?” I raised my eyebrows towards Coach Dawson as the team filed away to the workout area.

  “No.” He chuckled and shook his head. “They’re going in there for muscle mass and they’ll compete during every set. I just keep a good cardio routine and push enough weight to maintain what I built years ago.”

  “I must say, this arrangement is different than what I imagined. I pictured myself trying to take care of seven men, not the other way around.” I smiled. “This has been a great morning.”

  “You won’t always have all seven of us here to take care of us and there will be times when we have to hit the field early, but we’ll do what we can to make sure you know how much we value you.” He moved closer and put his hand on my knee. “You’ll never want for anything.”

  “What about the away games?” I let my hand rest on his. “Will I still be a cheerleader? Do I go with you?”

  “I think you can retire the pompoms unless you just really want to do it. You’ll have a spot in the private suite to watch the game and we’ll find lodging that can accommodate all of us.” He shrugged. “We will probably need a cover story, so if you’re good with it, we’ll just start telling people you’re dating Matt.”

  “The other guys won’t be jealous that he’s my public boyfriend?” I titled my head as I asked the question.

  “No, there will be no jealousy with us. We will want you at all the team functions and if you’re Matt’s girlfriend, that will get you a spot without any questions. You might have the rest of us so hot and bothered we can’t keep our hands off you when we’re alone, but we’ll respect the public relationship so we can keep this arrangement going.” He rubbed my hand. “We talked about this already and everyone agrees.”

  “You really did think of everything.” I let out a sigh of relief.

  This is going to be perfect.

  COACH DAWSON AND I talked until the team finished their workout and showered. It was hard to stay focused when they all walked into the room in nothing but shorts. I could see a hunger in their eyes and it made my body tingle with desire. We went to the bedroom and it felt like seven mouths were on me at once. My bathrobe came off and I had lips everywhere. There was a pair on each side of my neck, each one of my breasts and the rest were on my thighs. I sank into the bliss as they ravaged me, all of them making me quiver with excitement. Eventually we made it to the bed and Matt crawled between my thighs. He started to slowly work his cock into my sore wetness as the others kissed and caressed my body. It didn’t take him long to overcome my tightness and start thrusting himself deep into my pussy. The soreness evaporated with all of the excitement surging through my body from the hungry men who seemed poised to devour me.

  “We’re all going to fuck you.” Jerrod said with his lips lingering near my ear.

  “All seven of us are going to enjoy your delicious pussy.” Hank’s words were in my other ear.

  I could have used my mouth for one of them or let one of them fuck my anus like Jerrod had done the night before, but they all seemed entirely focused on my pussy so I let the magic unfold. I was already close to an orgasm when I felt Matt begin to throb and pulsate inside of me. The orgasm started to roar when he ejaculated inside of me and I felt his cum filling me, mixing with my own wetness. As soon as he was done, Chad was between my legs, pushing his cock into the orgasm that hadn’t quite stopped. The squeezing and spasming of my pussy made Chad get extremely hard and his thrusts quickly built up to a fever pitch. It wasn’t long until he had also exploded inside of me and triggered another orgasm. Roger was up next and he went a little slower, making every motion of his cock slide across my g-spot in a tender was that caused my next orgasm to linger at the point of climax while he enjoyed my pussy.

  “All of you feel wonderful.” I felt a sigh and a moan escape my lips.

  “Don’t take all day, Roger.” Jerrod teased his teammate, who was going slow compared to unbridled lust I got from Chad and Matt.

  “I’m making sure we both enjoy it.” Roger looked at me and smiled. I nodded to let him know I was loving every thrust.

  Roger took his time and I felt the pressure building faster as he continued driving his cock into my g-spot. When he started to throb and pulsate, I slid closer and moved my hips against him, creating a harmonious collision of our bodies until I felt him start to cum. I orgasmed along with him, surprised that every single one of them could drive me over the edge. Jerrod couldn’t wait any longer, so he was up next and immediately started to deliver thunderous thrusts. They were more intense than what Roger gave me, but after his slow and steady route to ejaculation, it was a welcome change. Jerrod made me orgasm quick with his quick, powerful thrusts, but he wasn’t done. He pounded me until I could see sweat on his brow and when he finally started to cum, his whole body folded in half from the intensity of the pressure he had built up in his balls. My body was already starting to feel exhausted and I had three more to go.

  “That’s how you fuck a woman.” Jerrod smiled as he wiped sweat and stepped away from the bed.

  “And you called me a jackhammer.” Matt chuckled.

  Joe took Jerrod’s place and while he wasn’t quite as forceful with his thrusts as Jerrod, they were still strong enough to reignite the fire that I thought was going to be fanned out by sheer exhaustion. Joe’s lean, athletic body was put to the test as he furiously worked on my next orgasm. I could tell that he didn’t want to cum until I was satisfied. It took a little longer to build that pressure back up with all the ones I had experienced, but with his determination and effort, I started to feel it growing inside of me again. Joe came close several times, but slowed his thrusts until he could control his own pleasure and keep me suspended on the edge of mine. When he finally got me to the point of no return, I could feel my whole body quivering and shaking as another orgasm was forced from me. Joe finally started to cum, sending streams of his warm manhood into my spasming pussy.

  “Holy shit...” I felt my breaths coming out in pants. “I really don’t think I can orgasm again today...”

  “You orgasmed more than this yesterday.” Coach Dawson grabbed my legs and pulled me towards his engorged cock.

  “Are you really expecting me to orgasm this much every day?” My mouth formed a gasp of surprise when I felt Coach Dawson starting to push his cock inside of me.

  “You know it.” Hank slid close to me and started to kiss my neck. “It is the reward we all want for taking care of you. I don’t think you’ll be doing very much complaining.”

  Wow, this is going to be exhausting!

  Coach Dawson’s expertise was clear as he started slow and began to build up his thrusts as the lust inside of me started to come alive yet again. There was something about having an experienced older man in my pussy that none of the young studs quite understood. With enough practice, they would all be as good as Coach Dawson. He was still athletic and stacked with muscles, despite his insistence that he just maintained what he had. Any woman would have been lucky to have a man his age crawling into their bed every night, whether they were a teenager or a grandmother. He built our pleasure together, stacking the sensations until both of us were panting with desire for our climax. He was the sixth man to make me cum during the session and when I felt it rolling out of me, I was almost certain that was it. I knew I still had Hank’s enormous cock to go, but I was spent, even if I wanted to give him the reward he asked for.

  “I bet you think you can’t have another one.” Hank chuckled as he pulled me to the edge of the bed and rolled me over onto my stomach. “I know what you really like.”

  “Do you now?” I looked over my shoulder as he brought the flat surface of his palm down on my ass.

  “I’ll have you begging for another orgasm before I even start fucking you.” He brought his hand down again and spanked the other side of my ass.

  “Don’t hurt her, Hank.” I could hear Jerrod’s voice laced with a bit of concern.

  “It’s
okay.” I looked up and moaned as Hank spanked me again. “I like it.”

  “Damn that’s hot.” Roger let out a sigh. “Can I try that sometime?”

  “Of course.” I bit my lip with a smile as Hank gave me a harder one that landed across both sides of my ass.

  Hank’s expertly placed smacks had me turned on in no time. I spread my legs further apart as he spanked me and he moved between them, pushing his enormous cock against me from behind. I pushed up and felt his hands squeeze my tender ass as he drove himself deep. The spanking wasn’t enough to hurt, but it made my ass sting a little bit, which made me even wetter than I had been previously. His cock was so big that it stretched my g-spot constantly, never moving from it while he fucked me. The spanking had already started to build up my orgasm so when Hank’s cock thundered across my g-spot with quick thrusts, I was shaking with the building pressure. The spanking seemed to turn Hank on as well, because I felt his pulsating cock ready to unload when he landed a few dozen strokes inside of me. He picked up the pace and I started to orgasm, feeling my body erupt while he ejaculated. By the time his cock was spent, I was barely able to keep my eyes open in the afterglow of bliss.

  “We’ll let you rest for a bit.” Coach Dawson leaned over and kissed my neck. “Then we’ll be back for round two.”

  “Round two?” I felt my exhausted eyes open wide in surprise.

  Holy shit.

  True to their word, all seven of them returned one by one to lay claim to my exhausted body again. By the time they were done with me again, I was almost numb to their touch, but savoring each of them when they came for me. It seemed like nothing could stop me from enjoying sex, no matter how many times they fucked me. They finally hit the field late, but with Coach Dawson on their side, it didn’t seem like it would matter. They returned that evening for round three, and I learned my limits were higher than I ever dreamed. The days started to pass and our time together in bed started to slow down with the season approaching. The preseason games were easy for the team, and I was there to cheer them on. When we made our way to Atlanta for our opening game, they were like dynamite on the field. The six players seemed unstoppable as the season continued—both in the bedroom and on the field. Even Coach Dawson seemed to have a new passion for the game; almost as furious as his passion for me. When the Big Game finally came, the team walked into it undefeated and ready to wear their championship rings. I knew there was nothing that could stop them when they were determined because I had felt that determination every single day.

  Epilogue — Mia

  The championship ceremony was like nothing I could have ever imagined. We kept up our charade and Matt was the one I kissed in public, but when the cameras were gone, I had all seven of them on my lips. With the regular season over, we returned to Coach Dawson’s ranch and I learned how amazing it was to have their undivided attention every day. I felt like a spoiled princess, the queen of their lives, and before long I had a new title looming on the horizon—mother. I wasn’t sure which of them had put the baby inside of me, but they all took care of me like it was their own. I knew the child was going to be lucky to have so many people that cared about it when it finally did make an appearance in the world. I wasn’t sure how I would explain our life to my future son or daughter, but I figured we would find the right way to do it together.

  “So, what are we going to name our future quarterback?” Jerrod took a seat and twisted the top off a beer.

  “Quarterback?” Matt sat down beside me and rubbed my belly which had finally started to show. “He’s going to be a beast and destroy quarterbacks.”

  “It could be a girl.” I looked at the two of them. “She might be a cheerleader just like me.”

  “Fuck that.” Coach Dawson shook his head. “I’ve seen what happens to cheerleaders.”

  “Are you complaining?” I narrowed my eyes at his sarcasm.

  “Not at all.” He chuckled.

  “If it is a girl.” Hank raised his beer. “She’ll never have a fucking date, because we’ll kill any mother fucker that shows up at the door.”

  “Ain’t that the truth.” Joe nodded and smiled.

  “If she’s anything like her mother, she’ll probably be too much for even us to handle.” Chad sipped his beer and shook his head.

  “I’ll be happy either way.” Roger tapped his fingers on the arm of his chair. “I just want a healthy baby.”

  “Me too.” I rubbed my stomach and smiled.

  The baby did turn out to be a boy and when it was time for Charles to arrive, I decided to have the baby at Coach Dawson’s ranch. They arranged for a doctor and a midwife to assist and while some of them wanted to do it at the hospital, I wanted them all to be present for the birth. Making that happen at a hospital was a little complicated. I hardly had to do much to care for my son. They were fighting over him—to the point I thought they were going to come to blows over who got to change the diaper. It was the first time I had seen much hint of jealousy, but it was all in good fun. They spent hours obsessing over his workout routine, who got to throw the football with him every day, and which training camps they wanted him in. Raising anything other than a football player was out of the question.

  WITH THE BABY DELIVERED, our trips to the bedroom started up again once I recovered. It was usually just six of them at once instead of seven since one of them took care of Charles, but they took turns until every one of them got their fill. The season was in full swing by the time I did give birth and recover. They were poised to have back to back championship rings, and life was amazing. I never imagined myself having such an arrangement with seven men, but after doing it for a year, it seemed normal. Seven hot, ravenous men that craved every bit of me and took care of our family. It was more than I could have ever wished for, but there was nothing that made me want to change it. I had found the happiness I sought in arms that were totally devoted to me in every way.

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  Chapter 1: Heather

  The sun had been down for a while and what was supposed to be a great trip to the Appalachian Mountains with friends had turned into a miserable tour of falling snow as I drove down a long, seemingly deserted road. Even the radio had given up on me as I fought between bouts of static for a brief melody of actual music. I didn’t even care if it was a genre I hated if it kept me company and reminded me I wasn’t alone in the world. Each push of the radio’s scan button brought a little bit of hope, but it wasn’t long until the static started again and the music was drowned out.

  “Come on. Give me something.” I tapped the radio and hit the scan button again.

  My cell phone was dying and I hadn’t even thought to pick up my car charger because I thought I would find the cabin I was searching for long before it ran out of juice. It wouldn’t have helped anyway because the reception was so bad my GPS couldn’t even get a signal. I stared at the spinning circle indicating it was searching for satellites, but it always timed out before anything was found.

  Ugh.

  I cranked the heater up another notch and tried to peer through the mixture of snow and ice forming on my windshield. The wiper kept pushing it out of my line of sight, but the cold outside was making it harder to defrost as the temperature dropped. I squinted my eyes against the darkness and tried to see with the abysmal light the high beams were managing to produce in the falling snow. Mostly I just got a reflection of snow that seemed to be falling in sheets instead of flakes.

  Yeah, this is bad.

  The situation was going to turn from bad to dangerous very soon if I didn’t find a road sign to guide me back to civilization. I wasn’t even sure where I took a wrong turn. I tried to remember the landmarks and follow my GPS even when the signal went out, but I had made a terrible mistake somewhere along the way. The road stretched on, my eyes got weary, and the gas meter signaled that the end of my journey was coming fast.

  �
�Please, just a bar. A half a bar? A quarter of a bar?” I picked up my cell phone and tried to get a signal but I was still met with nothing. I even tried flipping it into airplane mode in hopes of somehow picking up a distant service tower, but it went right back to zero bars when I told it to search for a cellular signal.

  Driving around in the dark until my car ran out of gas wasn’t going to help the situation and there was nothing for miles that I could see. It certainly didn’t help that my vision was fairly obscured by the frost on my windshield and the blinding snow falling in front of me. I let my car roll to a stop and kept the engine running as I thought about my situation.

  Am I the only person on this freaking road?

  I pulled my coat from the bag behind me and opened my door. I just needed to get a lay of the land and see if I could somehow get a signal if I wasn’t confined to my car. My coat did little to protect me from the elements as I wandered away from my headlights with my phone in the air, searching for any sign of service. I was met with a constant row of empty bars, and every step I took plunged me further into the darkness.

  “Come on...” I muttered through chattering teeth.

  I heard noises in the distance and felt fear creeping up my spine. It was cold, but there were still wild animals out there, especially in the mountains. I turned towards my car and quickly ran back to safety.

  Yeah, forget that.

  Exiting and entering the vehicle had broken the warm seal I was enjoying from my heater, so I cranked the heater up as high as it would go and blew into my hands. After a few minutes, I could no longer see my breath so I took off my jacket and killed the headlights. It wasn’t like anyone was going to see them anyway.