by Stasia Black
He sat up further and wrapped his arms around her waist, burying his head against her breasts. “I don’t deserve you,” he growled. Then he drew her nipple into his mouth.
And just like that, her entire body relaxed. His cock was still pressing at the entrance to her ass and the second her body loosened, his crown immediately began sliding inside.
His face jerked up to look at her and she smiled through cresting tears. She dropped her head to kiss him and he devoured her, tongue plunging into her mouth and taking what was rightfully his.
He shoved his hips upward at the same time and Vanessa groaned long and low as he fed his stiff cock up her ass.
Oh God, there was nothing like that feeling of fullness.
Logan kept one arm around her, securing her body to his. But he dropped the other between them and dived three fingers deep inside her pussy.
“Ohhhhh,” she cried.
“That’s right, baby,” Logan said, “Give me everything.” His voice was dark and demanding and Vanessa couldn’t do anything but give in.
She lifted up and down with his motions but even though she was on top, he did all the dominating. His powerful thighs and hips drove into her, thrust after thrust, bucking her up and down on top of him. She clung to his shoulders and held on for dear life.
“Logan,” she screamed as the orgasm exploded over her. She dug her fingernails into his shoulders as the spasms wracked her body, head to toe.
“Yeah, baby, that’s fucking right. Give me everything.”
“I’m yours,” she cried, whimpering and gasping for breath as the last shudders of the orgasm finished quaking through her.
“Fuck right you are,” he growled.
She blinked up at him. “Did you come?”
He gave her a dark smile. “You think I’m done with your gorgeous ass that quick? Oh, baby. I’m not giving you up that easy.”
He reached around and smacked her aforementioned ass and she jumped, clenching around his still rock hard cock. He groaned even as he slipped out of her, then looked up, eyes latching onto Cam.
“Camden. Help a guy out? We need to remind our wife what it means to be the woman of Clan Washington.”
“Yes, sir.” Cam mock saluted but he had an easy smile as he came over and helped Vanessa up and off Logan’s cock.
Vanessa couldn’t help but whine a little at losing his fullness but Logan just chuckled and gave her ass another little swat. “You’ll get me back soon enough, baby. Just you wait. Now jump up and wrap your legs around Camden.”
Vanessa’s eyes widened when she realized what he meant for them to do and then a thrill shot down her spine.
She bit her lip with excitement as she stepped toward Cam and wrapped her arms around his neck. He’d shucked off his clothes somewhere in the last ten minutes. The twins and Michael, too, all of them with their fat cocks in their hands, watching on with avid concentration.
“You keep biting that lip like that and I’m gonna have to teach you a lesson about what happens to naughty teases,” Cam said, gripping her around the waist and slamming her up against his chest.
Vanessa arched her back, rubbing her breasts against the wiry hair of his chest, loving the friction. She sucked even more of her bottom lip into her mouth and batted her eyelashes up at him. “Oh?” she asked in her most innocent voice.
He reached around and spanked her ass—but unlike Logan’s light swats, Cam’s smack had a sharp bite to it.
And Vanessa fucking loved it.
She moaned and thrust her breasts even harder against Cam’s chest.
“Holy shit, she likes to be spanked,” Ross whispered, and out of the corner of her eye she saw his hand on his shaft start working double-time.
“I told you,” Riordan said, smug.
“That true, gorgeous?” Cam asked, spanking her other ass cheek with just as much force.
Oh God. She was so wet she swore she was seconds away from dribbling down her leg. “Why don’t you reach between my legs and find out?”
He did just that. But the smirk on his face died away when he felt just how drenched she was. Instead his nostrils flared and his eyes went dark with need.
He gripped her ass and kneaded the flesh in his hands. Then he slid one hand around to jerk her thigh up. The next second, he’d repositioned his cock and then he entered her in one swift, sure thrust.
“Fuuuuuck,” he swore as Logan’s heat came up behind her.
Together they lifted her and just as Logan instructed, she wrapped her legs around Cam’s waist.
“Hold her,” Logan said.
“I’ll help,” Ross said, hurrying over to her left and reaching under to support her with his hands on her ass.
“Hey, me too,” Riordan said, coming to her other side. It was tight with all of them so close but God, it was perfect, too.
Especially when Logan’s cock lined up with the rim of her ass and then he started plunging in too.
“Ohhhhhhhh,” she cried, leaning her head back against Logan.
So full. Oh God. Oh—
She moved one of her arms from around Cam’s neck to drape it backwards over Logan’s.
He took a small step back. With the twins supporting her, he was able to open up a little more space between him and Cam. Which meant the twins could lean down and suck her nipples.
Riordan’s suction was forceful, drawing on her nipple to the point of pained pleasure whereas Ross just teased with his tongue. Until he grazed it with his teeth.
Michael and Logan already had her so primed, she could have come from that alone. Combined with the fullness of Cam and Logan fucking her pussy and ass, she was a goner.
She cried out her release, moving one hand to grab Ross’s head and shove him harder into her breast.
“More,” she cried as her climax peaked. Both Ross and Riordan sucked and sucked and sucked while Cam and Logan’s thrusts grew more fervent.
“Fuck, baby,” Logan shouted from behind her. “That’s right. Now give us another one. You know you love my huge cock up your ass. Cam, hit her fucking G-spot. I know you know exactly how.”
He spanked her ass while he fucked her and Vanessa felt another orgasm rising.
How? She’d just finished. She didn’t think she could.
But oh God, here it was. It was coming. It was—
“Oh fuck— Yeah, right there,” Logan continued. “That’s right. Clench my cock. Fuck. You’re like a goddamned vice. Just like that. I said fuck her, Cam! Fucking fuck her.”
At Logan’s words Cam started hammering away at Vanessa’s pussy. Fucking destroying her while Logan did the same to her ass.
And the pleasure. Oh God, the pleasure.
It was almost mystical. She was in her body but where they were taking her— It was like a different plane of existence.
The orgasm rose and rose, impossibly high and it was still growing.
“I can’t, I can’t,” she wept.
“Yes you fucking can,” Logan demanded.
“Oh God,” she cried. “I— I—”
And the explosion of blinding stars burst outward from her center. Vanessa didn’t know if she screamed or wept or how long she held there, suspended in that sublime light of perfection where her lovers had taken her.
She only knew that when the stars finally fell back to earth like dying fireworks finally dissipating, she was clutched between four men who held onto her like she was the most precious thing on earth. Michael hovered just behind Logan, the widest smile on his face, too.
She was surrounded by love.
Epilogue
VANESSA
The next couple weeks were the happiest of Vanessa’s life. Which had her conflicted, considering the rest of the world had gone to shit.
But in Vanessa’s tiny corner of the universe, things were... wonderful. Logan surprised Vanessa every day with his open affection and attentiveness. It was as if that weight on his shoulders had been lifted and it changed everything about him�
�his posture, his sense of humor, even that constant tension she was used to seeing on his features was gone.
Ross and Riordan’s scouting and hunting skills were also improving exponentially. Vanessa worried about them every time they went out but she could tell Riordan was more energized than ever by doing work that really made a difference.
And in spite of limited rations, Vanessa was gaining weight since her men made sure she ate every bite of every meal. Her breasts swelled and her hips rounded. The part she loved best: her dark brown hair grew more quickly than it ever had before.
Today she smoothed out the quilt in the center of her Clan’s little cavern floor. She’d laid out a mat underneath it and it made for the perfect rug. Of course they could curl up in it on chilly nights, too.
“That’s better,” she smiled, looking around the room. She didn’t know how long they’d be here, but she’d decided to make it as homey as possible. Women in the cave had taken to spending time together a couple afternoons a week for a quilting circle. It was the first time Vanessa had ever tried her hand at it.
She’d sewn before—it was something of a necessity to repair clothing while she’d lived on her own. But this was the first time she’d done anything remotely on this scale. As for the results… she tilted her head and looked down at the quilted rug.
Well, she was no master quilter and she’d definitely embraced the patchwork nature of the medium, but overall, she was pleased. She’d tried to find as many warm-toned fabric scraps as she could—dark reds, browns, oranges, yellows. Yes, she was quite pleased.
But whew, she’d worked up a little bit of a sweat hustling around the cavern to clean everything up and to make space for the rug. She swept her hair up into a short ponytail and secured it with the elastic she kept around her wrist.
The sound of a low groan behind her made her jump in surprise.
“Seriously,” Ross said. “You can’t keep doing that.”
“Doing what?” she asked, turning around to find Ross and Riordan coming into the room, Logan and Cam just behind them.
“Honey, when you pull your hair up like that, exposing that beautiful neck…” Ross started, “I just want to …”
“Bite it,” finished Riordan.
“Oh stop kidding around,” Vanessa said, turning away from them and hiding her smile. Her men were incorrigible.
Logan’s arms slipped around her waist and she felt the warmth of his breath against the nape of her neck. Moments later, his lips dropped soft kisses there that sent shivers all the way down to her toes. Then she felt the gentle graze of his teeth.
“Who says we’re kidding?”
Her grin grew wider right as Logan hugged her tighter, his chin resting on her shoulder.
“That’s pretty,” he said, obviously noticing the rug.
“Yeah,” Cam said. “But I hope you didn’t have to trade half our extra rations for it.”
She turned in Logan’s arms, looking around at all of them. “I made it. I wanted it to be a surprise.” She hadn’t told them about the quilting circle—just that she was getting ‘together with the girls’—in case hers came out hideous and she wanted to pretend it had never existed.
“It’s beautiful,” Michael said, eyes soft.
“I don’t know about y’all but I think this gorgeous new rug needs to be properly initiated,” Cam said, stepping closer to Vanessa.
“Agreed,” Ross said.
His expression was hungry, and he blatantly let his gaze move down her body. But when he got to the apex of her thighs, Ross’s eyes jerked up to hers, face going deathly pale.
“Vanessa,” he gasped. “You’re hurt!”
“What?” she asked in confusion right as Ross’s eyes rolled back in his head and he went down like a redheaded oak tree. Cam barely managed to catch him before he bashed onto the floor.
“Ross!” she cried, but at the same time she was laughing.
With joy.
Because she’d just looked down and saw what had Ross fainting—she’d finally gotten her period.
She was not a genetic dead end. In spite of the difficult road that might lay ahead, Clan Washington could have a future. It just went to show that with her family by her side, nothing was impossible.
***
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Acknowledgments
First of all, to my PA’s, THANK YOU!!! You ladies help me stay sane so I can focus on what I love, the writing, while also still actually communicating with the outside - only possible because you all make it easy and non-stressful. Without you, I would run with my arms over my head and hide under the bedcovers. #introvert
Melissa Lee – ❤ thank you for all your help and mad organizational skillz, gorgeous. My life got so much less stressful since you dropped into it and help keep my head on straight. Thank you!!!
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