She ran her palms up his chest. “I’m sorry.”
“I forgive you, but those two, they may need more convincing,” he teased and then pressed his mouth to hers. When he slid his palm along her hip, she gasped and pulled back, placing her hand over her hip.
“You’re hurt? The guys said that Stacy shoved you into the table. That stupid bitch won’t be welcome there anymore.” Miller hurried to her, along with Houston.
“Arms up,” Miller ordered.
“What? No, I think we did enough fooling around on the first date to last for a while.”
“For us to see the damage.”
“I can handle it, whatever it is. I deserve the pain for being an idiot and jumping to conclusions and also letting those women intimidate me. I hate confrontations.”
Miller cupped her cheeks between his hands. “Never say you deserve pain. You deserve happiness, safety, and security. You deserve men who can protect you and make you feel special. We’re going to do that. This has only just begun.” Miller kissed her. When he released her lips, she was under his spell.
“Arms up, now.”
She slowly raised her arms up as Miller and Eagan lifted her dress. Houston cursed.
“I’ll grab some ice,” Eagan said and went to move, but she stopped him and then took Houston’s hand as Miller kissed her shoulder.
“I think having you three close to me will work better than ice.”
Houston took Miller’s place and kissed her lips then down her chin, over her abundant breasts in the bra she wore, then over her belly as he knelt on the rug and across her hipbone where the bruising was. She moaned into Eagan’s mouth. He kissed her next, and she felt Miller’s fingers slide into her panties, and Houston pushed them down. She wanted them. Needed them close. The mixed emotions and the fears were making her crazy and making her resist something too special to lose or give up on before it got started.
Fingers slid faster, deeper, into her cunt, and she moaned into Eagan’s mouth.
Eagan’s palm slid down her ass cheek, and Houston pushed her panties down and off of her then spread her thighs, lifting one up and over his shoulder. Miller pulled his fingers out of her cunt, but then Houston replaced them with his mouth.
“Invite us to stay. Take the chance. Make this first night together be perfect beginning between the four of us,” Miller said to her.
“I’m not sure. It’s been so…so…ohhh.” She moaned as she came from Houston’s administrations. She rocked her hips, and Eagan suckled against her neck.
“We want you, Emma. We won’t hurt you. We’ll go slow. As slow as we all need,” Eagan said.
“This is crazy.”
“Say yes,” Miller whispered.
“Yes.”
Houston released her pussy, and Eagan lifted her up into his arms and carried her to the bedroom. He placed her feet on the floor and cupped her cheeks. “We’ll go slow.”
She shook her head. “No, I’ll freak out. Just make me feel alive and not hollow inside, Eagan. Please.”
He scrunched his eyes together but then kissed her on the mouth. She ran her palms up his chest, over his shirt, and someone unclipped her bra. When Eagan released her lips, he lowered down to suckle her breast.
“Do we need protection?” Miller asked. He’d taken off his shirt, his pants were undone, and his tanned skin and hard muscles looked so enticing. She shook her head.
“Unless you’ve been active. I haven’t.”
“No, we haven’t,” Houston told her, and she lost focus as Eagan looked at her.
“You’re gorgeous, Emma. It’s been over a year for me. I want you to know that.”
She nibbled her bottom lip, nodded, and sat down on the bed. He climbed between her legs, spreading her as he began to seduce her, kissing her gingerly as his brothers watched. He eased back and pulled off his shirt and tossed it onto the floor as Miller stroked her one arm above her head. She looked up at him, and he winked.
“You are incredible.” Miller kissed her, and then Houston lay on her other side and brought her other arm above her head. They restrained her, and a moment later, she felt the tip of Eagan’s thick, hard cock at her entrance.
“Eagan,” she whispered.
“Mine. From this day forward, Emma.” He eased his cock into her pussy, nudging and pushing as her fears subsided and desire, want, attraction made her juices flow and cleared the path for Eagan to claim her.
He shoved the rest of the way into her, and his brothers released her arms, and she hugged Eagan tight. They were both panting.
“You feel so tight, so warm and perfect, angel.” He kissed along her neck then her collarbone.
“I feel so much, Eagan. So much.”
He caressed her hair from her cheeks and held her gaze as he thrust and rocked into her.
“Perfection,” he said, and she counterthrust against him until she felt his stomach muscles tighten, and then he rolled to his back, taking her with him. Emma lifted up and thrust over Eagan’s cock. He held her hips, and she gripped his shoulders. Her breasts bounced and swayed, and they made love, and she knew this was real.
She felt the second set of hands on her waist behind her and then a cock lean against her back. She tightened up and moaned. Closed her eyes and imagined being taken by them together. Would it be amazing or painful? She didn’t know.
“Easy, sugar. Just doing a little exploring. You are one, sexy, hot woman,” Houston said, and she felt his tongue against her spine and then over her asshole.
“Houston.”
“Oh yeah. You took my finger, baby. I do believe you can handle my cock.”
He pressed a finger to her asshole, and she cried out her release. When she did, Eagan came inside of her. “Fuck, I couldn’t hold back.”
Miller chuckled. “We got all night,” he said with confidence, and then Houston lifted her up as she eased off of Eagan, but instead of turning her around, Houston kept her on all fours and slid right into her pussy from behind.
“Oh, Houston.”
“You’re mine now, Emma. I’ve wanted this, wanted you since that night at Gordon’s. I knew you were fucking special. I knew it.” He began to thrust harder, deeper into her pussy from behind.
She gripped the comforter and held on as another orgasm began to build. “Oh, Houston, oh, God, I can’t believe this. Oh.” She moaned.
“Fuck. Get up here, Miller. Eagan, get washed up. I’m not taking any chances. We’re claiming her tonight. All of us.” He then thrust into her a little faster, making her gasp.
Miller climbed up on the bed, and Emma leaned toward his cock. As he slid under her, she tried taking some control and began to suck on Miller when she felt the smack to her ass.
Smack.
“Oh.”
“We’re in charge. Now get ready to ride him,” he told her, and she eased her mouth off of Miller and lifted up as Houston pulled out of her pussy, but then she felt his fingers slide in and out then over her asshole.
“Nice and wet,” he said, and then Miller gripped her hips.
“Get on up here now,” he ordered, and she gasped as he lifted her up and impaled her onto his cock. She moaned while easing down over it and felt the chills, the tiny, deep sensations attack her senses. Eagan returned, and she could smell her soap on his skin, his cock was in his hand, and he looked eager and hungry.
Miller ran his palm up over her breast while Houston slid fingers in and out of her ass. She felt the burning sensation, but then something deeper, more carnal came alive inside of her. Miller was giving orders, too. She felt the tug to her hair and then his command.
“Open that mouth. Suck on Eagan. We’re claiming you as ours tonight,” Miller said, and she lowered her mouth to Eagan’s cock and slid her tongue back and forth across the ridge.
She was excited, aroused, and then Miller was thrusting up into her, and Houston pulled his fingers from her asshole. She felt the loss, would have questioned him, but then came the feel of the tip
of Houston’s cock.
“Ours, Emma, and we belong to you, as well. Ours.” He then began to nudge into her asshole, one, two, three times, and she moaned as her body erupted and he slid all the way in.
They all moaned together, and it began. They thrust and rocked their cocks into her body. She moaned against Eagan’s cock, but then he gripped her hair and came. When he pulled from her mouth, she was moaning and begging for what she didn’t know when her body erupted.
“I love this ass. Holy fuck, you’re sensational,” Houston said, and then he came in her ass. He kissed along her shoulder, and Miller reprimanded him. Houston pulled out, and Miller rolled her to her back, spread her legs wider, and thrust and stroked into her faster, deeper until he was clenching his teeth and she felt tears streaming down her cheeks she felt so much.
“Miller. Oh God please.” She cried out, and he thrust two more times then came inside of her. They were panting for breath, trying to calm their breathing, when Miller caressed her hair and her back then gave her ass a spank.
“Ouch!”
“You have one good spanking coming up, woman, for the hell you put us through tonight,” he teased.
She lifted up. “The hell I put you through?”
He pressed her snugger to the bed then eased her arms up above her head, keeping her in place. “Yes, indeed, we’ll be working on this all night long.” He eased his mouth along her body, suckling her breasts and then back up to her neck.
Houston returned from the bathroom and stepped into his pants. Evan did the same, but Miller held her against him, eased out of her body, and rested with her on the bed.
She’d done it. She’d let down her guard and given love a chance again. She only hoped it surely did last forever.
Chapter 5
Martin walked right behind Costano. SWAT took the lead, and there was no one behind them. As soon as they were in the midst of gunfire, this asshole was going down. As they walked, guns drawn, Costano had a smug look on his face. Did the asshole even know how to pretend to not know a thing? In that moment the gunfire exchange began. They moved swiftly, and when Martin shot at a guy on the right, he went down. Martin reached for his gun, looked around them, and when Costano turned his back, Martin shot him twice. He quickly placed the gun back in the dead guy’s hand and shot his own gun, hitting the bad guy again just as some men from the anti-crimes unit approached.
“You okay?” one called to him.
“Yeah, I’m fine, but he isn’t.” Martin pointed to Costano as the police looked at him, and Martin smiled to himself until he heard what the cop said.
“I got a pulse. He’s still alive.”
* * * *
Eagan helped Emma out of her car and then pulled her into his arms and hugged her to him. She wrapped those delicate, feminine arms around his midsection and squeezed him tight then laughed.
“You miss me or something?” she asked.
He stepped back. “We were supposed to get together sooner than Thursday,” he reprimanded and walked her into their home.
“Well, yell at your brother. It’s his event on Friday that I’m working on. He is difficult to please.” She entered the house.
“Well, I’m not difficult to please. Get over here and give me some sugar,” Houston ordered, and she hurried to him and kissed him as he cooked up some vegetables by the stove. She looked at the frying pan.
“I’m starving.”
“You eat at all today?” Eagan asked her.
She placed her hands on her hips and looked at him, ready to argue. She was so youthful, sexy, sweet, and the business dress she wore was a bit tight and revealing.
“We need to talk about these dresses.” He pulled her onto his lap, dipped her across his legs, and kissed her again. When he finally let her up for air, she smiled.
He held her there and caressed her thigh. “How was work this week?”
“Hmm, not bad.”
He looked into her green eyes. “We seriously need to work on this schedule and spending time together.”
She played with the collar of his shirt and ran her palm along his shoulder. “We just started dating.”
“Dating?” Houston asked and turned off the stove. He looked at her and licked his lips. “That’s a really nice outfit, but it needs to go.”
“Oh really?”
“Oh yeah,” he said, stepping closer.
Eagan held her hips in place, and Houston cupped her cheeks and tilted her head up toward him. He kissed her gingerly, and Eagan began to unzip the dress.
“What about Miller?”
“He’ll jump in when he gets here. You’ve tortured us long enough.”
Houston pulled her up off of Eagan’s lap, and Eagan watched her dress fall. “Goddamn Emma, what are you doing wearing such tiny panties and a skimpy bra to work?”
She looked over her shoulder at him, all sassy and sexy. “I knew I was coming here to see you guys. Do you like?”
Houston gave her as a slap and then hoisted her up over his shoulder. “We’ll show you how much we like it.”
The second they got her into the bedroom they were yanking off their clothes. She stepped out of her panties and bra, and Houston gave orders. “Put your hands on that bed and bend over. Stick that ass out for us.”
“What?”
“Do it,” Houston ordered, and she did, and holy crap did she look like a goddess.
Houston winked at Eagan as he approached the bed and ran his palm along her back and over her ass. She pushed back against his hand and rocked her hips. Eagan stroked his cock. He was more than ready for her. He’d missed her.
Smack.
“Houston!” she exclaimed.
“That’s for making us wait this long to see you again.”
She pushed her hair over her shoulder. “I think you just like punishing me.”
“That’s a given,” Eagan said.
“What’s going on in here?” Miller asked, undoing his tie and zeroing in on her ass.
“Just getting some discipline out of the way,” Houston said.
Smack. Houston gave her ass a smack again.
Miller walked over to the bed. He ran his palm up her back and then lowered down to kiss her. He gripped a handful of hair and she looked up toward him. “You were a little mouthy today on the phone.” He pressed his lips to hers, and Eagan saw Miller nip her bottom lip.
“I was mouthy?” Miller ran his other hand along her back and ass then spanked her.
“Miller?” Emma reprimanded.
“She was fresh today on the phone. What were your words? Oh yeah, take a chill pill.”
Egan laughed.
“Oh, honey, you are in for it tonight,” Houston said, and then he climbed up onto the bed, lifted her up into his arms, and kissed her. She immediately kissed him back and then lifted up as Houston aligned his cock with her pussy. As she slid down, they both moaned. “Fuck, I missed you.” Houston slid his finger up and down the crack of her ass.
“I missed you, too,” she said.
Eagan grabbed the tube of lube and gave a nod to Miller as Miller started to get undressed. “I thought of this all week, Emma.” Eagan started to kiss along her shoulders as he slid fingers of lube into her asshole.
“Oh what is that? Oh God.” She moaned.
“Just some lube. There’s no going slow tonight, Emma. You tortured us making us wait so long.” He squeezed her ass cheek and began to thrust his fingers in and out of her asshole.
“Please, Eagan. I need you, too. I missed making love to the three of you.”
“Here I come.” He slowly replaced fingers with cock and eased his oversensitive dick into her asshole.
She moaned. “Oh please, oh, I’m coming, oh, Eagan.”
“Not yet. You don’t come until we fill you up, woman.” Miller climbed onto the bed, gripped her hair, and kissed her hard on the mouth. He then released her lips and lowered her head to his cock, which she hungrily took into her mouth. That was it. The thr
ee of them thrust into her together, marking her as their woman, easing the ache they had the last few days being unable to see her, to make love to her, and to know she was safe. They thrust into her body, and she tried to counter-thrust, but then Miller pulled from her mouth.
“I am not coming yet. No way,” he said, and she moaned louder.
“I’m there, baby. Fuck, you drive me crazy.” Eagan came in her ass.
“Fuck.” Houston grunted, and he came, too.
As Eagan eased from her ass, Miller wrapped an arm around her waist and suckled her neck. When Houston eased out of her, Miller took his place. He pressed her over the edge of the bed and thrust right into her cunt from behind.
“Miller!” she exclaimed, and he grabbed her hands, held them against the comforter, and rocked his hips, thrusting into her cunt.
“Who do you take orders from? Who do you belong to?” he demanded.
“Oh God!” She screamed out, and he thrust faster, deeper.
Miller was over her body, encasing her. “Tell me, baby. Who do you belong to?”
“You. To you, Houston, and Eagan.”
“Fuck yeah!” Eagan said aloud, and then Miller thrust again and again and came, growling aloud and then lowering over her to kiss every bit of her skin along her shoulders, down her back, and then back up again as he eased out of her body. She lay there trying to catch her breath.
“You okay, sweetie?” Houston asked and caressed her ass.
“I’m not moving.”
They chuckled, and then all began to tickle her until she rolled onto her back and Eagan again slid between her legs and began to kiss her breasts, then suckle and tug on them until she was aroused and ready for round two. He was definitely falling in love with Emma.
* * * *
Emma was laughing as Houston teased Miller about some sort of trick when they were kids. “I was totally better at it than you were.”
“Bullshit, Houston. Ask Eagan.” Miller threw the pillow at Houston’s head. Houston caught it, and they laughed. Eagan’s cell phone rang, and he left her side to go answer it, suddenly looking serious. Houston and Miller followed him with their eyes, but then Miller took his empty spot.
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