by Zoey Marcel
Mellie spread her legs apart wider when Diego moved into place. The bulbous head of his dick pressed but was denied access.
He massaged her shoulders. “Loosen for me, Melanie.”
She obeyed and was treated to another orgasm by Greyson. His strained grunt at her fluttering suction around his shaft only added to her delight. Her body hummed with life and electricity in the afterglow and she felt better equipped to handle all the coming penetrations.
Diego gradually worked his way into her cramped pussy. The men began to thrust ever so slowly until he had his cock seated to capacity inside her.
“Fuck!” Diego cried out. “So tight.”
“Damn, you’re huge,” Greyson said through clenched teeth. “Just when I thought she couldn’t get any tighter.”
The filling stretch was so intense it shocked countless gasps from Mellie. Cries of distress poured from her at the intense pain that burned in her cunt as their intimidating erections stretched and filled her.
Emmett moved to her side. “Are you doing all right?”
“I think so. It’s just so full. It feels so intense.”
A naughty smile curved his lips. “I can imagine. Are you ready for my cock in your ass?”
“M–maybe.”
He grinned. “I’ll be gentle.”
“I don’t believe you,” she ground out through a teasing smile.
He chortled and moved. “I will.”
“I can feel you guys pressing on my G-spot. Oh god!” She involuntarily clenched her pussy, wailing at the hot male flesh packed inside her.
Diego and Greyson groaned loudly at the suction on their cocks.
Emmett mounted her and gradually sank increment by agonizing increment of his hefty endowment into her asshole.
“Ow!”
“Too much?” he asked.
“No. I’m okay.”
His creeping advancement into her snug passage was made all the more painful by the two cocks stuffing her pussy and the reluctance of her screaming sphincter muscles. The vicious burn consumed her and chased away every other thought when his dick forced its way past her anal ring, tearing a sudden scream from her.
“Are you all right?” Greyson asked, stroking her arms.
“Uh-huh.”
A rushing gasp blew out of her at the stuffed feeling of Emmett’s cock packed deep inside her bowels. The other two erections on the opposing side squished the membrane separating her holes against Emmett’s fat dick. When he filled her to capacity she felt his scrotum resting against her ass and cried out softly in delirium. She’d never been so ruthlessly stretched, so deliciously crammed full of hot flesh in all her life.
It felt to her like Emmett had scrunched up as close to the front of her and out of Diego’s way to give him room as much as he could. No one had much room in this position, but somehow they made it work.
Jake bounced back on the bed. “My cock, your mouth—what do you say?”
She tried to giggle, but it came out as a breathless cry of need.
He laughed. “Sounds like a yes to me.”
She nodded, struggling to breathe and escape the many pricks lodged inside her for as much as she wanted them there.
Jake pushed his dick into her mouth, keeping it somewhat shallow since she was already so crazy from everything that was going on.
Hunter’s voice came from somewhere off to the side, but it didn’t sound like he was on the bed with them. “Well, get to it already, heathens.”
The men laughed, but Mellie could only manage a smile through the possession taking over her.
“Said the pervert watching us,” Jake teased.
“I’m just here in case anything goes wrong. Wouldn’t want you all to get stuck like that.”
“I would,” Emmett joked.
“You’re burning daylight,” Hunter pointed out.
When the men started to move inside her it blew her mind. It was too much. Intense pain and pleasure gripped her in a choking hold. Every touch of hot, chiseled bodies against her soft one and every glide of their bulging cocks burrowing deep inside her made her shiver violently.
She fellated Jake as best as she could while absorbing the extremeness of the situation in her mind, body, and soul.
Emmett fucked her tight ass, making it burn with each stroke that stretched and owned her.
Diego and Greyson screwed into her sopping cunt, but she couldn’t keep track of their rhythm. Her body burned and perspired against the masculine bodies smoldering against her and holding her in place while they had their filthy way with her. Her pussy felt like it was on fire as euphoric energy filled her veins and the urge to pee overwhelmed her.
The primitive sounds of sexual arousal littered the room. A heady combination of exotic colognes, lust-stricken bodies, and hot, sweaty sex polluted the air.
Her G-spot burned with unbearable pressure, but Mellie surrendered to the inevitable climax. The gland in her channel turned volcanic as Diego and Greyson pounded her with their erections. Their thrusts had to be mild or moderate when her vagina was extra snug from all the penetrations. Regardless, it felt like they were killing her in the most confusing of ways as they dominated her with pain and pleasure so intense it changed her.
The odor of Jake’s aroused groin flooded her nose and made her crazier still.
Greyson’s finger manipulated her blood-engorged clit at the same moment her vaginal orgasm hit. “Come for us, slick.”
Her eyes widened when both climaxes hit her simultaneously. She let out a bloodcurdling scream on Jake’s cock. He yelled out at the vacuum suction on his swollen penis and likely at the buzzing her scream had caused him there.
Her snug ass constricted around Emmett’s dick, causing him to holler and swear.
Her pussy squeezed both Diego’s and Greyson’s erections, making them roar at the unbelievable pressure. That same pressure shocked her and sent explosions of color behind her closed eyelids as heat waves radiated through her.
Her hysterical screams were smothered by Jake’s shaft and something about being silenced by a cock made her come that much harder. The manic clenching of her womb and violent quakes in her body were unprecedented. She always came hard with them and had experienced plenty of full-body orgasms with these men, but not like this. This felt like being destroyed from the inside out with agony and rapture.
Her men grunted and bellowed at the intensity of it all, swearing profusely because there was nothing they could do to stop it. They all came hard. Diego and Greyson emptied their balls into her aching pussy, searing her with cum.
Emmett ejaculated in her ass, bathing her sore tissues with his scalding semen. He pressed hard on her shoulders and his knees rested against her arms.
Mellie squealed when Jake’s cum shot from his slit. She’d been too distracted to anticipate its hot, creamy arrival, but she swallowed it down and licked him clean. She couldn’t breathe or think. Her body was racked with tremors and her cunt pulsed and oozed in the aftermath.
They lingered that way for a minute and touched her gently, murmuring praises and sweet nothings to her. Her body hummed with thrilling awareness. She felt her organs teeming with life now that they’d been awakened from their pure slumber.
When her men carefully ejected from her body and then got off the bed, Hunter was there to be with her, naked and erect.
“How are you doing, angel?”
“I’m dead.” She sighed and gave him a dreamy smile. “I can’t move. They killed me.”
He chuckled and kissed her cheek. “I’ll have to take it easy on you this time. Grind against my crotch so we both get off.”
She moaned and covered his body with hers after he lay down on his back. He held her in his arms with her head resting on his chest as he rocked her back and forth against his body. The memory of coming like this with him the very first time they ever touched moved her to a place of complete satisfaction and perfect contentment.
Their groins rubbed each other
and she felt the sensual friction of his lubed prick smoking against her swollen folds. He must have been masturbating while watching. It didn’t take either of them long to get off. He came first and moved her harder and faster against his body until she came with him. His creamy spunk exploded all over her belly, and her juices coated his shaft in return.
He cuddled with her like he always did after making love to her. She loved that about him.
They all washed off together in the enormous shower in Greyson’s bathroom. It was perfect, this moment with them. Hot, raunchy sex with her cowboys and then peaceful, adoring shower time with them afterward—the perfect night. They were good to her.
It was funny to think that they’d originally been her bosses. Now they were soon to be her husbands and two of them were her Doms. She’d come to McKenna Downs for a job, but they gave her a home.
Epilogue
Ten years later – McKenna Downs, South Dakota
Mellie smiled when her cowboys came down the hall in a sexy drove. “What’s up?”
“Just wondering where you were.” Jake put his hand on her back. “Cute little ones are asleep. You know what that means.”
She smiled and quietly closed the door. “I don’t think I do.”
Emmett smirked. “I told you she needed a demonstration.”
Before the line of cowboy hotness had found her, she’d been checking on their two children and feeling an abiding sense of contentment when she saw the cuties sleeping soundly in their rooms. She and her men had adopted two babies several years after they were married. The boy they’d adopted from Africa and the girl came to them from China. They fulfilled her lifelong dream of being a mother.
She would always miss her biological daughter, Katelyn, but Mellie knew Katelyn was where she truly belonged. The sweet boy she called son and the beautiful girl she considered her daughter were every bit as precious to her as Katelyn had been when she held them in her arms for the first time as babies. However, over the years she’d bonded with the two kids and made happy memories with them. Now they meant even more to her than the one she’d given birth to, though she would always love Katelyn.
Taking care of babies had been hard work, though her men had helped plenty when ranch work hadn’t occupied their time. There were vanilla seasons when the children were the main focus and sacrifices were made, but her men always scheduled dates with her, both one on one and all of them together with her. BDSM always found its way back into their lives whenever time and desire permitted. They had found a balance that worked for them and kept everybody satisfied.
The six of them went out into the living room.
“We made reservations at the restaurant for tomorrow night, Mellie,” Hunter informed her.
She hugged him. “Thank you, guys. I’m really looking forward to our anniversary dinner.”
“So am I,” Greyson agreed. “We’ve got big plans for you afterward.”
“You guys do plan on chewing your food and talking with me, don’t you?” she teased.
They laughed.
“Of course, dolce.” Diego kissed her hand. “We always do.”
Something caught her attention and she gasped when she saw the bouquet of white roses on the table. “My favorite. You sweethearts, come here. Thank you!”
They took turns getting hugged by her.
“You deserve it,” Emmett told her.
A naughty smile tugged at her lips. “Are you cowboys tired?”
The men looked amused and turned on.
“Why is that?” Emmett asked.
“No reason.” She feigned a yawn and raised her arms to reveal midriff, then pulled her top back down, making it a point to flash them extra cleavage and part of her bra. “Well, I think I’m going to go to sleep now.”
“Like hell you are,” Greyson countered.
“No, really, I’m exhausted.” She stifled laughter when the men started to strip.
“Not yet you aren’t,” Diego teased.
She placed her hands on both her breasts and groped them in innocent pretense. “I couldn’t.”
The men groaned and undressed faster.
Mellie removed her clothes.
“Good girl,” Hunter praised.
“Hey,” Jake complained when she stopped.
She stood in her bra and panties. “They don’t match this time. That’s not sexy, so I’ll just be on my way.”
She squealed when Emmett and Greyson grabbed her.
“What? Greyson, I thought you like things all orderly and matching.”
“I’ll make an exception this time.” He slung her over his shoulder, making her giggle.
“After we spank you, you will thank us properly for the flowers,” Diego told her.
“If I must.” She laughed when Greyson slapped her bottom. “I’m just kidding. You know I love it.”
“We sprinkled some white rose petals on the bed,” Jake said proudly. “Oops. I mean, act surprised.”
She grinned. “Aw! That’s so sweet. I will.”
She’d always wondered if she could feel this much love for someone and ever experience physical gratification with a man. Now she knew she could and she’d been blessed with five ranchers who worshiped the ground she walked on. Knowing them had grown her heart and let her experience a love that was deeper than anything she could have imagined. She couldn’t ask for more.
THE END
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Zoey Marcel lives with her husband, their baby, and their quirky pug in the Pacific Northwest.
She writes erotica and erotic romance, and her favorite genres include paranormal, BDSM, ménage, cowboys, dark fantasy, and historical. Her stories range from scorching and moving to dark and edgy. She enjoys variety in her characters, but her favorite heroes are alphas and the tortured ones in need of love and redemption.
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