Smack.
“Maybe,” Curren said.
She turned to look at him. “Maybe?” she asked.
“What did she do?” Ortley asked them.
She lifted up and glanced at Ortley. “It wasn’t anything bad. They overexaggerated,” she said and started to slide off Presley.
He immediately pulled her into his arms and then shifted her to the mattress between him and Curren. Both of them held her down. “What did you say?” Presley asked.
She giggled.
Montana finished up the report along with Prime Jameson. A woman’s ex-boyfriend was stalking her earlier in the afternoon, and then she called and reported him trying to break into her home an hour ago. They had been searching for the guy for a few hours. When they got onto the scene, the guy was beating his girlfriend, and the scene got to both deputies. They arrested the guy, had to call an ambulance for the woman, and it took several hours to go over everything.
He felt antsy and on edge as he headed home to shower and then get to Isla’s house. His brothers were texting him that they were making progress and cooked up some dinner together. He loved seeing that text, but the scene today brought back memories of Isla’s abduction and how they found her in the barn, as well as the details behind the first abduction that he learned about because of his brothers’ connections. As he arrived at her small place, he thought about the woman from today. About her ex-boyfriend stalking her and then breaking into her home, and he wanted Isla under their protection at all times, but knew she wasn’t ready for that. He knocked on the door and then entered as Presley opened it up. Isla got up off the couch where she sat with Curren. She wore a T-shirt, what appeared to be no bra, and a tennis skirt. She was barefoot and looked well loved. Immediately, she pressed up against him to hug him. When he hugged her and lifted her up into his arms, he felt against her shirt and was right about no bra, and then he slid his hand under her skirt and found she was naked. He didn’t ask and knew his brothers enjoyed the hours alone with her. Now it was his turn. He kissed her tenderly and pushed her skirt to her waist, giving his brothers a show.
“Hungry, bro?” Ortley asked. Presley chuckled.
Montana pulled from her lips and stared into Isla’s beautiful blue eyes. “Hungry for my woman first,” he said and walked her toward the bedroom. He set her down, and she immediately undid his pants.
“Are you okay?” she asked him, as if knowing something was wrong. He pulled off his clothes and then lowered down over her. She caressed his hair and held his gaze. “Montana, what’s wrong? You look upset.”
He inhaled her scent, kissed, and suckled against her neck. “Bad case today.”
“What was it?” she asked as he continued to kiss and suckle against her skin. He heard the others joining them, taking seats around her small bedroom.
“A stalker.”
“A stalker? What?” she asked and cupped his cheeks.
He ran his palm along her hip and thigh. “A guy we were looking for all day was stalking his ex. Then he showed up at her place and broke in. We got to the house in time.”
“Was she okay?” she asked.
“It was bad.”
She ran her hands up and down his arms. He stared down into her eyes, her legs wide against his thighs, and he could feel her wet cunt. “I thought of you being abducted, and how we found you in the barn.”
Tears filled her eyes.
“I was never so scared,” he admitted.
“You found me. You and Ortley and the other deputies, and then you took care of me.”
“I don’t want you out of our sights. I want you with my brothers and I all the time. I need to know that you’re safe, baby. I love you.”
“I love you too,” she said to him, and he kissed her.
He continued to kiss her and then slid her arms up above her head and feasted on her breasts. She moaned and lifted her hips toward him. His brothers were there, watching, making comments about her body. About wanting her close.
“She should be living with us. Should be in our bed, cared for, protected, made love to,” Curren said.
Montana kissed lower down her breasts. “When she’s ready for us to make love, she’ll tell us. She knows we want her. Knows we’re her guardians either way,” he said and released her hands, sliding them down lower to under her armpits, as he licked her cunt and plunged his tongue into her. He kept her spread open.
“Oh God, Montana. Yes, yes, I want to. I’m ready to,” she said, and he wasn’t sure he heard her right. He lifted his mouth from her cunt.
“What did you say?” he asked her.
She nibbled her bottom lip, then looked at his brothers, and then at him. “I want you to make love to me. I want the four of you to take my virginity and make me yours,” she said to him.
“Are you sure?”
“I’m more than sure.”
“We had plans for it to be special. Candles, the whole bedroom done up,” Curren said, and Montana smiled.
“His idea,” he said to her.
She reached out to Curren. “I just need you and your brothers loving me, and right here, tonight when I feel it’s right and I know I’m ready. I love each of you already. I miss you when we’re apart,” she admitted.
“I miss you too,” he said to her and then kissed her mound.
“I’m ready. I want all of you to make it official tonight,” she said to them.
“Do we need condoms?” Presley asked, pulling off his shirt.
“I’m on birth control.”
“Thank God,” Ortley said, and Montana felt his heart race with anticipation.
Isla was going to be their woman. There were no other men. Not before them and definitely not after them. She was all theirs.
He could hear his brother moving around behind them, and then he lifted up as he aligned his cock with her pussy. “No turning back.”
“Don’t ever want to,” she replied, and he eased into her pussy, gripping her upper thigh and ass, and slowly nudged into her and then stroked all the way in.
He felt the tiny barrier. His eyes widened, and he exhaled as she gasped. “You’re ours, baby. All ours forever,” he said and began to stroke into her pussy. He took his time—he wanted it to be perfect.
As the lights dimmed and then he saw his brothers carrying in a couple of candles, Montana cupped her cheek and placed his hand above the mattress right above her shoulder.
“For you, darling. Always first, Isla. Always first,” he said to her, and she smiled.
“Faster, Montana. I think I need you to go faster. I feel something.”
“Yes, ma’am,” he said and then thrust a little faster into her tight, wet cunt. He rocked his hips, and she moaned, her breasts bobbed and swayed, and he felt his cock get thicker and harder.
“Look at that. That’s fucking beautiful,” Presley said to them, and she cried out her release, and Montana followed.
He kissed her tenderly against her neck and jaw and mouth, and then he eased up. “Are you okay?”
She nodded. “More than okay, and ready for my other men to claim me their woman,” she said.
He winked. “Well, you heard her, brothers. Claim our woman.”
Ortley took Montana’s place and took his time kissing her, exploring her breasts and telling her how beautiful she was to him.
“I never thought I would feel this way, sweetie. Not ever.”
She cupped his cheek. “My sweet drill sergeant,” she said, and his brothers chuckled.
“Isla,” he said in warning.
“Make love to me, Ortley. Take my virginity too.”
“Yes, ma’am,” he said and aligned his cock with her pussy, but instead of pushing right into her, Ortley had plans.
He nudged his cock at her entrance, and she wiggled beneath him. He held his dick and stroked her pussy lips. “You got no idea what you’re in for, baby. We’re going to spoil you and love you better than anyone can love another person.” He pushed the tip of
his cock into her tight little cunt.
“We’re also going to fuck you so good and deep and long that you’ll be begging for mercy, then begging for more.”
“Oh God, Ortley,” she said and moaned and tilted her hips upward as she leaned her head back.
The sight of her full breasts and her thighs wide open with his cock at her entrance destroyed his intention of driving her insane with need. “Fuck,” he said and slid his cock all the way into her cunt. They both moaned, and he pulled slightly out then thrust back in. “So damn tight. My God, woman,” he said and thrust again and again. He was shaking and so aroused by her. “You’re mine, Isla.”
“And you’re mine, Ortley. Please. Oh please move,” she said, and he thrust into her again and again as she panted for breath. He was relentless with his strokes and knew she was going to come. He just couldn’t hold off any longer.
“Isla!” he exclaimed and came inside of her. They made love. They did it, and she was theirs. All theirs.
Ortley kissed her tenderly and then eased up from between her legs. Curren took his place and rolled to his back so that Presley could join in. Curren cupped her cheek as she straddled him.
“Every part of you belongs to us. Every part,” he said, and she jerked as Presley slid a finger into her pussy from behind. She lifted up and rocked her hips back against his fingers.
“You ready to be all ours?”
“Yes. Oh God, yes,” she said, and Curren gave the orders.
“Easy, and be sure she’s super wet,” Curren said and then smoothed his palms along her thighs. “This is how making love to us, to your men will be,” he said and then gripped her hips and impaled her onto his cock. She sank down over him, and he slowly pushed up into her.
“Curren.”
“Yes, oh God, yes, you’re so fucking tight. Jesus,” he said, and she gasped and moaned.
“Presley.”
“Don’t mind me,” Presley said, and she gasped again.
“Ride me, baby. Then Presley gets to feel your tight, wet virgin cunt and claim you too,” he said, and it was on.
She gripped his shoulders and rocked her hips. Behind her, Presley eased a finger into her asshole, being sure she was wet. As she moaned and thrust, Curren felt her cream drip over his cock.
“She sure is wet,” Presley said.
“Then it’s time,” Curren said, and he lifted her up, pulled out of her, spread his thighs so hers widened, and Presley slid his cock into her cunt from behind while he fingered her asshole.
“Oh God! Oh my God, I can’t take it. Oh…oh…oh please. Please,” she cried out and came.
“Holy shit.” Ortley climbed up onto the bed.
“Together?” he asked Curren.
“Together,” Montana said. And he was on the other side of Curren as Presley thrust into her cunt from behind.
“I need that mouth, woman. We’re claiming you together tonight. Let’s make it official,” Ortley said.
She tilted up and accepted his cock. She sucked up and down on it immediately, and the sight had them all commenting in pleasure.
Smack.
She grunted and Presley chuckled. “She’s good and wet,” he said and eased out of her pussy. Curren pulled her back down and aligned his cock with her pussy and thrust up into her. She continued to suck on Ortley’s cock.
“Nice and easy,” Montana said, standing by Presley.
“Nice and easy,” Presley repeated, sounding out of breath, and replaced fingers with his cock. Slowly, he began to press his thick dick into her asshole. She moaned and pushed back. “Easy love. Nice and easy, we don’t want to hurt you,” Presley said, and Curren grunted and moaned.
“Holy shit, she’s tight. Make sure you don’t hurt her,” Curren ordered, and Presley slid all the way in and growled.
“In. Holy God, can you feel that?” Presley asked.
“Fuck yeah,” Curren said.
“Oh yeah, move, I’m already there,” Ortley said.
“Me too. Shit,” Presley said, and he stroked into her asshole three more times and then came. As he kissed her and caressed her ass, she kept sucking on Ortley’s cock as Ortley gripped her hair and encouraged her.
“You were made for us, baby. Absolutely made to be our woman,” he said, and Montana took Presley’s place.
“She sure was, and we were made to be her men,” Montana said and slowly pushed into her asshole. “Holy shit. Oh, oh man,” he said and thrust all the way in.
“There, baby. Goddamn, this mouth,” Ortley said, and he came in her mouth.
The moment she released his cock, she cried out. “Move faster. Oh God faster, faster please, I feel something. Move,” she ordered.
Curren cursed and Montana gripped her hips, and he and Curren thrust into her pussy and ass, and she cried out her release, panting and shaking between them, and they both came at the same time. She fell against Curren’s chest as he and Montana caressed her and kissed her everywhere.
“We love you, baby. We’re yours and you’re ours, forever,” Montana said and kissed her neck, then down her side as he eased his cock from her ass.
Curren maneuvered her to the side as he gently pulled from her body, and Presley slid up behind her and kissed her too. “Ours, always and forever, our woman.”
Isla smiled to herself as she finished up in the shower. She dried off and looked at herself in the mirror. She had some love bites on her neck and her breasts, and oh boy, her pussy was swollen. She was surprised that she was even walking this morning. They had made love to her together so many times she lost count. Even as they had to get up make breakfast and coffee and let her get ready for work, they kept touching her, caressing her body, pulling her close and kissing her neck. She loved it, and she wondered how she would go into work today. She also needed to tell them about driving an hour to meet that accountant on the job she was doing for Hagerty. She pulled on her silk robe and began to dry her hair. She moisturized and then got ready, putting on her makeup and lip gloss. She walked into her bedroom to find Presley lying there. He looked her over, and boy, would she love to jump on top of him and make love again. To feel all those muscles, and just cuddle after making love. She smiled.
“You sure you can’t call in?” he asked again. So he was thinking exactly what she was.
“No can do. I’m taking off early on Friday for my birthday,” she said to him.
He snagged her around the waist and held her close. “We’ll be taking you out.”
She held onto his shoulders as he massaged up her thighs, under the robe to her ass.
“I have plans to meet everyone at Harper’s though. I thought we would hang there for a bit.”
“Maybe,” he said and nuzzled against her neck, tickling her.
She swatted at his shoulder. What did he mean maybe? Like suddenly he and his brothers had control over what she did and when she did it? Her belly tightened. They were so possessive. She kissed his forehead.
“I need to get dressed.”
He released her and leaned back on the bed, looking sexier than a man had the right to look. How could she walk away? Go to work? Leave him? Oh God, he was going to stay and watch? She raised her eyebrows up at him. He didn’t move and gave her a firm expression back. She shrugged and got out her black knee-length skirt and her baby blue sleeveless blouse with the low V in front. As she got dressed, stepping into her thong panties first and then dropping the robe and putting on her nude-colored bra, he watched and licked his lips. She stepped into her skirt, then into heels. Taking the blouse off the hanger, she put that on next and then turned to look at him as she fixed her blouse in her skirt.
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