by L. A. Boruff
“What things?”
Conner groans into my neck. “Why don’t you. Stop asking questions. And just. Trust us.” He stops himself every few words to place a small kiss on my skin, leading up to my lips. “You forgive me yet?”
“Sixty-five.”
A wicked gleam comes to his eyes as the last lace on the corset loosens, the only thing holding it up now are my crossed arms. “Progress.” Conner smirks as the warmth of Jesse’s body fades. He sends me a wink as he walks out of the kitchen.
“Where’s he going?”
“To wait with the others.” Conner steps back, drawing his warmth away as well. “Are you ready for your surprise?”
Without either of them touching me, I’m able to focus a bit more. There’s still something he has to do first. “Are you going to wash that fake blood off?”
With the blood gone, and Conner back to his charming self, he helps me down off the countertop.
“You can let go of the corset you know,” he comments as he leads me out of the kitchen with a hand on my bare back. “You won’t need it soon anyway.”
I’m about to ask what he means, but we get to the threshold of the kitchen before I get the chance. Once we’re there, I no longer need to ask. My three men who disappeared from the kitchen, are now lounging around my living room in nothing but their boxers. Prominent hardons on full display.
The warmth of Conner’s hand disappears as my heart skips a beat. My eyes too busy roving over the arousing display of flesh to wonder why he’s moved.
DJ’s leaning against the back of the couch, his arms crossed over his chest as his hardened lengths tries to push out of the slit in his dark blue boxers. KC’s sitting on the floor cross-legged, his back pressed against the cold wall across from the kitchen. I’m surprised the temperature alone hasn’t softened him up, but no, he’s just as hard as the others, his eyes heated as his thumb stokes over the head, poking out the bottom of his ruched up white and blue boxers. Jesse’s sitting on the staircase, his elbows resting on the stair above him, his legs opened wide pushing the bulge of his erection against his tight black boxer briefs.
“Wha—” I stop to clear my throat. “What is all of this?”
“This,” Conner says at my back, his hands coming around me to uncross my arms. “Is your surprise.”
As my arms fall away, so does my corset. Conner pushes up against my back. His smooth chest is bare and a shiver runs down my spine. His hands come to my waist and plucks at the band of my tutu.
“You gonna take this off or shall I?”
I turn my head slightly, my breathing shallow. “You still haven’t told me what’s going on.”
“Not much to tell.” His thumbs slip into the waistband and he pushes the tutu down. “Tonight, you get to have all of us. If you want.” I carefully step out of the tutu, now a puddle on the floor, and push it to the side. “What about these?” Conner snaps the band of my leggings.
A muffled groan brings my gaze up to DJ’s. His cock is now half on display sticking out of the slit in his boxers. His hand moving slowly over the smooth flesh. The sight makes my core throb and my legs tighten.
“You like what you see?” Conner whispers in my ear. “You can have it. All you have to do is take it.”
“Do you want me, Kahli? Do you want all of us?” DJ doesn’t stop stroking himself as he questions me, instead, he smears the glistening bead of precum around his head, making every movement slow and deliberate while he stares me right in the eyes.
I’m too mystified to answer. Have I thought of having more than one of my guys at a time? Of course. Did I ever think it would actually happen? And at this capacity? No fucking way. Am I going to turn it down? Absolutely fucking not.
I take slow, deliberate steps towards DJ, my heels clicking against the linoleum flooring a sexy soundtrack to what’s about to happen. I stop right in front of him, my heels making it possible for me to look him in the eye with only a slight tilt of my head. His lips quirk in a quick smile, but he doesn’t stop his motions. His dark blue eyes nearly black, daring me to do something.
I give him a quick wink before deciding to take his challenge. Holding his gaze, I lower myself to my knees and break our stare only to wrap my lips around the tip of his aching cock. He hisses in a breath as my tongue creeps out to lick the slit, the salty-sweet taste of his precum bursting on my tastebuds. But that one taste isn’t enough.
I lick around the underside of his head as I remove his hand and replace it with mine, stroking him once before I take him deeper into my mouth. A low moan reaches my ears as I start to work him in earnest, not even slowing when another body presses up against my back.
My low ponytail is moved over my shoulder as warm lips drop kisses down my back.
Conner’s voice registers in my ear, “You didn’t think I’d let you have all the fun, did you?”
I don’t even bother to answer as he moves back to my back, his hands going to remove my shoes. I’m vaguely aware of my shoes and socks being slipped off one by one as I bob my head up and down the length of Damien’s steel-velvet pipe. The soft musky aroma filling my senses and setting my nerves aflame. My core clenches around nothing but air and it takes a huge force of will not to remove my mouth to rush Conner and whatever the hell he plans on doing.
My leggings and thong are soon pulled off my body, and I no longer have to wait to find out what Conner’s plans are. He pulls me down onto his mouth, forcing me to let go of Damien. He’s a man on a mission, his tongue solely focused on my clit, drawing short stuttered moans from my mouth.
I can’t catch my breath. My head is thrown back in pleasure, my eyes screwed shut as I grind down on his mouth, my hand a tight fist on Damien’s cock as I continue to stroke his length. His moans of pleasure mingle with mine as his cock throbs in my hand. I jerk hims harder, grind on Conner faster, racing to bring us both to that sonic detonation I know is coming.
Damien gets to his first and moans his release, a low, soothing sound that belies the stream of cum shooting onto my exposed breasts. The sight sparks my own orgasm. I cry out as I push down on Conner’s mouth, his tongue not stopping his assault as he tries to wring out every ounce of pleasure from my body.
He slows his tongue to lap up my juices, not letting a drop go to waste.
Once I’m able to catch my breath, I move back to sit on Conner’s chest. I use his propped up legs as a backrest for a moment as I look down into his eyes, the pupils completely blown out, hiding their beautiful blue that I love so much. His short blond hair is lusciously disheveled. His hands cup my calves as he raises a dark brow in question.
“Seventy-five,” I murmur, a smile threatening to overtake my face as I turn to look at KC. He pulled his cock out sometime during our interlude and is now stroking it slowly, that heated look still in his eyes.
“Guess I better keep trying then.” He pulls a tissue out of nowhere and cleans the cum from my breasts.
I hum a noncommittal reply as I stand awkwardly, my legs like jelly, and make my way over to KC. I lower myself onto the floor in front of him and sit cross-legged, our knees touching, my hands hang loosely in my lap. His whiskey eyes slip down to my sex. His breathing picks up as his hand fists his cock tighter before his eyes come back to mine, a slow cocksure smile gracing his lips. “Hey.”
“Hi.” My lids are heavy, and I’m having a much harder time keeping my eyes from straying downward.
“Have fun?”
“Mhm.”
His arm stops moving and my gaze drops down before I can stop myself. He’s stopped stroking, but he still hold himself, hard as steel, pointed straight up to the ceiling. My tongue darts out to wet my lips.
“Like what you see?” his lust filled voice asks. I nod. “Come here.”
I waste no time in getting to my knees to straddle him. I cup his face in my hands as I bring my mouth down to his. His hands come to my waist to bring me down onto his rock hard length as our mouths glide over each other in tan
dem. Him chasing me, me chasing him.
As his length breaches my entrance, I gasp. My mouth opening to allow his tongue to charge in, sweeping every hidden nook and crevice. As our tongues tangle to a dance known only to them, Kaiden pushes himself in to the hilt, swallowing my moan while groaning out his own pleasure. His hands tighten on my waist as I adjust to his size, his hands following the curve up to my breasts.
I wrap my arms around his neck as I pull him in closer, our kiss turning bruising as he rolls my nipples between his fingers. I rock myself on his length, each movement stimulating my already oversensitized clit. Kaiden gropes my breasts roughly as he rocks his hips up to meet my movements, punishing me for making him wait so long.
Abandoning my breasts, his hands come down to my waist, just as he rips his mouth from mine, a low growl rumbling from his chest. He lifts me by my hips only to slam me back down onto his cock and starts a punishing pace. His thrusts hard and fast. My breasts bounce in his face, and he eagerly takes one in his mouth. My head falls back as my body heats, sweat dripping down my back as my breath comes out in short, choppy, bursts. Kaiden’s teeth cage my nipple as his thumb finds its way to my throbbing clit, he pushes down and sends me into a spiraling orgasm.
My breath is stolen from me as I ride the waves of my climax, my body convulsing around Kaiden’s pulsing cock as he spurts ropes of cum into my tight channel.
My body trembles in the chill of the apartment as I come down from my high, my breath fighting to stabilize. KC pulls me into his chest. The cold sweat doesn’t do much tofight the chills wracking my body, but I tuck my head into the crook of his neck anyway, reveling in the scent of our coupling. His hands rub my back trying to warm me up as he kisses the side of my head.
“You alright?”
“Never better,” I mumble sleepily.
“No sleeping yet, Grey.” A sharp swat to my ass makes me jump. “The night’s not over.”
I grumble under my breath, eyes narrowed in faux anger as I push away from him, letting his now limp cock slip from my body. I turn my head, my gaze immediately finding Jesse and Conner relaxing on the stairs.
Jesse’s stormy stare locks onto my breasts as Conner’s trail over every inch of exposed skin on my body.
“Kochanie.” Jesse’s deep rumbling accent washes over me, and I don’t even try to stop the accompanying shiver. “Are you ready for us?”
“Us?” I disentangle myself from KC but wonder how I’m going to make it those few feet across the room. There’s no way my legs will hold me up.
Thankfully, Conner solves that delima when he stands from the stairs, gloriously naked, and walks over to me. He lifts me bridal style and places a small kiss on my temple. “Yes, us. I think it’s been a long time coming, don’t you agree?”
Long time coming?
And then I remember. Minutes after Jesse and I were together the first time, Conner poked his head into my room. He wanted to inform me that he didn’t have a problem with sharing. Never in a million years would I have thought this was what he meant.
He sits me on Jesse’s naked lap and takes a step back. Sometime during my sexcapade, or maybe before, the lower half of the stairs were covered by a blanket. I’m glad they thought of it. I hate to think he’d been sitting here uncomfortable for so long.
Jesse trails a thick finger down the curve of my cheek. My eyes close as I lean into his hand. I place a small kiss on his palm before I force my eyes open. I want to be awake for every moment of this.
Jesse guides my mouth to his. His lips a gentle, languid caress over mine, so unlike what his large frame portrays, but very much the kind heart I’ve had the pleasure of getting to know. His hand leave my face to cup my neck before moving ever so slowly down my body, coming to a rest at the curve of my hip.
He kneads the flesh in his thick hand as our kisses grow more hungry. My hands find their way into his short dark hair as his other hand rests on my upper back, pressing my breasts into his firm chest. His rock hard cock jumps between us and I remove one hand from his hair to stroke him long and hard.
A low groan rumbles from his chest as he nips at my bottom lip, drawing it into his mouth and flicking it with his tongue. I moan into his mouth as I squirm on his lap, already ready for another round with my Polish teddy bear.
As if reading my mind, Jesse lifts me by the hips to straddle him, not making any move to break our kiss. His cock pulses in my hand, and I greedily guide him to my opening. Sinking down on him in one thrust is easy with the juices from my previous interlude still making me slick with desire. I moan at the delicious feeling of fullness, and rise until only the tip is left in me before slowly sinking back down, enjoying every ridge and vein he has to offer.
We have a steady rhythm going when a smooth hand caresses my back. I seat myself on Jesse and break our kiss, turning my head to see Conner kneeling on a pillow on the stair below us. His hand continues to move down slowly until he reaches the small of my back. It turns to cup my ass, covering my back door and a jolt of shock goes through me. My eyes widen as Conner tilts his head to the side in question.
Is he asking what I think he’s asking?
Sure we’ve talked about it before. And it wouldn’t be the first time we’ve done anal. But to have both of them inside of me, to be stretched that full… It’s a damn good thing Conner isn’t as large as Jesse, because tonight I’m throwing caution to the wind.
A small smile graces my lips as I nod and he gives me one back, pulling out a small bottle of lube from behind his back. “Lean forward, and remember to breathe.”
“Bossy, bossy,” I sass, but do as he says, leaning forward into Jesse’s chest.
Jesse’s arms come around me fully as he leans back on the stairs, giving Conner more access to my ass as I tuck my head into his neck. As Conner preps me to take him, I play with Jesse’s neck. Kissing, licking, biting, anything to keep myself aroused and relaxed. I rock onto Jesse’s cock and Conner’s fingers as he spreads me open, unable to keep completely still.
I moan in annoyance as Conner’s fingers leave me, but quickly change my tune when the head of his cock bumps up against my dark hole. I hate the feel of lube, but it’s a necessary evil as he begins to work his way into my tight backside.
“Breathe, Kahli.”
“I am,” I moan, my walls tightening on them both as I try to rock back onto him, but Jesse holds me tight, not letting me move an inch.
I close my eyes and breathe, loosening the muscles in my lower body.
“Fuck,” Conner groans as he pushes in a bit more.
More warm lube gets slathered onto his cock as he pulls out a bit before pushing back in. I moan into Jesse’s neck as Conner’s hands take ahold of my waist. The heat of his chest is like a branding iron to the cold sweat on my upper back as he leans over me.
“Just a bit more gorgeous. Breathe for me.”
I let out the breath I didn’t realize I was holding, and Conner pushes in to the hilt. The three of us moan in unison as a feeling of complete fullness overcomes me. I don’t think I can move even if I tried. Thankfully I don’t have to, the guys move for me. Each slow stroke like a bolt of lightning to my hypersensitive nerves, and I love every moment of it.
Conner and Jesse quickly find their rhythm, which is really more lifting me slowly and pulling me back onto them than any actual moving on their part. Not that I can blame them. With our precarious position on the stairs, one wrong move and we could go tumbling over. I’ve heard that an added thrill can heighten the sex, and in this case it most certainly does.
My pulse races as they start to move me faster, my next climax already rising, ready to explode. My teeth sink into Jesse’s neck as my nails claw at his back. My eyes are screwed shut as they fall out of rhythm, each of them now pumping into me as I hold on for dear life. Each of us chasing that magical high that’ll bring us all crashing back down to Earth.
Jesse reaches that beautiful place first. His body tenses below me as he moves his ha
nds to cup my breasts, tweaking my nipples as he spills himself into me, setting off my own detonation. I tighten around the two of them as I cum, letting go of Jesse’s neck to cry my release into the heavens, which sets off Conner. His hands tighten on my waist as he thrusts into me once, twice more, moaning into my neck as his hot release streams into my ass.
My body quivers with aftershocks as they both place a kiss on opposite sides of my neck and pull out of me. I groan at the sudden emptiness, the thick streams of cum I feel sliding along my creases making me crave a shower, but I’m too blissed out and jelly-legged to care.
Jesse lifts me enough to turn me sideways on his lap, back to my original position where my head flops against his chest. Conner returns to us and takes a seat next to Jesse with a blanket large enough to cover the three of us. He pulls my legs onto his lap under the covers and rests against the curved banister.
I look from him to Jesse, then out to my living room where KC and DJ are laying on opposite sides of my couch, both covered by their own blankets in a deep sleep. I snuggle further into Jesse with a smile and close my eyes.
“Hey Conner?”
“Hmm?”
“You’re forgiven.”
Kahlani Grey is a musical bartender who’s just managed to accomplish her best friend’s dream to help him start a band. To find out more about Kahli and her men you can read the first book in the In the Madness Series: Music in the Madness: www.books2read.com/musicinthemadness
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