by K. C. Crowne
“You don't have to do this, Antonio,” I said, finding myself shocked to be begging for Julia's life. “Let her go. Her father will kill you.”
“Shut the fuck up,” he growled at me.
I let out a shocked gasp when the shots rang out. The booming report echoing around the concrete chamber. Julia was looking down at herself in shock, touching her body as if to confirm what she was seeing – or rather, what she was not seeing.
Antonio looked down at himself – at the blooms of crimson, flowering on his shirt. His weapons hit the ground with a loud clutter as he stared at the wounds and then over at me, as if trying to figure out what happened, as if he couldn't understand why he was bleeding.
“W – what happened?”
“You got shot, asshole.”
I looked up to see Jason coming through the doorway, his weapon at the ready. Antonio fell to his knees, his hands clutching his chest, doing his best to staunch the flow of blood pouring out of him. All to no avail. Antonio pitched forward and fell flat on his face with a meaty slap of flesh against the cold, dusty concrete floor of the warehouse.
Liam rushed right over to me and pulled his knife out, slashing away the ties that held me to the chair. Jason rushed over and pulled Chris into a tight, back-thumping embrace. Seth followed next, and then Liam. Finally, I got my turn to hug my missing boy – the last piece of the puzzle that made up my life. He held me tight and practically crushed me with the sheer strength in his body.
Eventually, we all stepped back and took stock of ourselves. We were all alive. Unhurt. The bad guys were dead or incapacitated, all except for Julia. Slowly, moving as one, we all turned to her. We needed her to clear Chris’ name and we had to figure out what we were going to do with her.
She shrugged. “You can kill me or let me go,” she said. “It doesn't matter to me one way or the other anymore.”
Sirens sounded in the distance, and we all looked at one another, the unspoken question hanging in the air.
“Who called the cops?” I asked, feeling the adrenaline surging within me.
The boys all looked around at each other, then over at Julia. Everybody shook their heads at once.
“Did one of you tell Frank where you were going?” I asked.
Seth and Jason both shook their heads. “We haven't talked to Frank since we left them at the hotel.”
There was a long moment of silence before Liam spoke up. “I spoke to Samantha,” he said. “I wanted to give her an update on the situation. I didn't think...” his voice trailed off and he shook his head. “Shit, I didn't think she'd tell her dad. I should have.”
“This complicates things,” Jason said.
“It complicates things a lot,” I added.
The wail of the sirens filled the air around us and it wasn't long before the thunder of footsteps and the sound of men shouting orders did too. We'd already dropped all of our weapons and were down on our knees, our hands locked behind our heads, as we waited for the cops to come bursting into the room.
Which they did – and it was pure and utter chaos.
* * *
“I'm sorry, Chris,” Julia said as she was led away in handcuffs. “I never meant to hurt you.”
After nearly two hours of being questioned by the detectives on the case, we were finally being released. They'd gotten everything sorted out and the bad guys – namely, Julia – were going away. I had no idea if they had enough to go after her father, maybe with her testimony they would. .That shitbag deserved to go down and go down hard.
For now though, that didn't matter. Nothing mattered to me but having our family back in one piece. Whole and intact. Nothing mattered to me but having my boys by my side once more.
Chris watched the cops dragging Julia out of the warehouse. His jaw was tight, and he stared straight ahead, ignoring Julia's pleas to him as she was carted away by the cops. Had she not just admitted to everyone that she'd basically screwed Chris over by convincing him to steal hundreds of thousands of dollars in drugs from her drug lord father – very nearly getting him murdered in the process – I might have felt bad for her.
But the bitch got whatever she had coming to her and then some.
Truthfully though, I was just happy to see him again. With my hands and feet free, and with the danger over, I rushed over to him. I threw my body against his and wrapped my arms around his shoulders. He looked down at me and laughed, so I pressed my lips to his. He kissed me back, for a second, then stopped and looked over at Jason and the others.
“It's alright,” I said, stroking his face. “They know I love you – just like I love all of them.”
“I I love you too, Mallory” he said, staring down into my eyes, his face filled with fear and uncertainty. “But – ”
“Listen, man, it's cool,” Jason said as he stepped up and hugged his best friend. “We're all in this together.”
“I mean, if you don't mind sharing me, that is,” I said, batting my lashes in a playful manner.
“Sharing you? You’re gonna have to catch me up,” he said.
After the others hugged him and welcomed him back, I went back to Chris. Standing on my tiptoes, I pressed my lips to his once more. This time, he didn't pull back. Our mouths devoured one another's, as his hands moved through my hair. It had been so long since I'd seen him, and while the kissing and everything else was new, it somehow felt so natural and normal.
Like we were always meant to be like this.
Hell, maybe we were.
* * *
When we got back to the hotel, and after the Sturgeons, safe and out of danger, went home, we had two rooms to ourselves. After everything we'd been through, I wanted all my boys together, with me. But, I knew that wasn't possible. Sleeping with four of us in a bed had been hard enough on its own. Adding a fifth, especially one of Chris’ size, would be downright impossible.
Seth winked at Liam. “I think it's their turn tonight,” he said.
“Their turn?” I asked, playfully smacking him on the arm. “I'm not some toy you boys can just pass around, you know.”
“Oh, of course not,” Seth said, pulling me into his arms and kissing me. “But let's face it, you can't handle us all at once. That would be a lot of things going on all at one time. I'd imagine it would be overwhelming as hell.”
“Maybe,” I teased. “But, I'd still like to try one day.”
“One day, maybe,” Liam said. “But not tonight.”
I kissed Liam really quickly before they headed into the other room. Jason started to follow them, but Chris grabbed his arm.
“Stay,” he said.
“You sure?” Jason asked.
He looked to me, and I nodded as butterfly wings brushed the inside of my tummy. I bit my bottom lip and felt the desire – and nerves – coursing through me.
“I think you should,” Chris said.
I'd heard about the argument between the two of them shortly before he disappeared. Liam had mentioned it briefly. He'd said it was about me. Chris had expressed feelings for me, Jason had gone off. The two had a falling out over it all. Which made the fact that they were both there in front of me, agreeing to share me with each other, all the more remarkable in my eyes.
I kissed Chris, holding him against me as tears rolled slowly down my cheeks. They were tears of joy. Tears of completely unfettered and unreserved joy. He was alive. I had him back.
“I'm so sorry I caused you all to worry about me,” he said. “I was trying to protect you. Once I knew what I'd done, that Julia had stolen the drugs from her father, I knew it looked like I'd done it. I had to get out of there, and I thought by not telling anyone, I was protecting all of you. Keeping you safe. I had no idea her father knew about you guys.”
I cupped his face in my hands, and said, “Chris, none of it matters. Nothing,” I said. “All I care about now is having you here with me again. I love you.”
“I love you too,” he said.
I kissed him again, this time with m
He shot me a crooked smile then looked over his shoulder at Jason.
“I think I can live with this sharing thing if you can,” he said.
“Hell yes,” he said. “I was honestly taken a little aback at first, but this way everyone is happy.”
Chris turned his eyes to me again, and with a serious expression asked, “Are you happy, Mallory?” his voice was soft, gentle. “Is this what you want? I mean, what you really want?”
“Yes,” I said. “God, yes.”
Chris picked me up in his big, strong arms and I squealed in delight. He playfully tossed me down on the bed, falling on top of me. His mouth moved down my neck, nibbling gently as I wrapped myself around him. We were both still clothed, but I felt the bulge in his pants pressed against me. I could tell he wanted me every bit as much as I wanted him. The fire between my thighs was raging and I needed to have him inside of me.
“So we're going to be like one big, happy, family?” he asked.
“Something like that,” Jason said.
“Doesn't it sound amazing?” I asked, staring into Chris's eyes as I pushed the hair back from his face.
“It sounds really strange, but honestly, yeah it does,” he said, continuing to kiss his way down my neck. “Because God, I'd do anything for you, Mallory. I would do anything to make you happy.”
“Hopefully not steal hundreds of thousands of dollars in illegal drugs though,” I teased.
Jason chuckled, but Chris didn't say anything at first. Instead, he looked away and I could see there was a fearful, almost haunted look in his eyes.
“Sorry, too soon?” I cringed.
“Nah, I just can't believe that happened to me,” he said. “I seriously bought all of Julia's stories. Believed all of her lies. Believed her when she told me that she loved me.”
“I actually think she did, in her own selfish way,” I said. “Because seriously, who couldn't love you?”
“I'm just glad you do,” he said. “Honestly, that's all that matters to me.”
I let my hands wander over his hard, sculpted body, slowly coming to his groin. I rubbed him through his pants as he let his head fall back, squeezed his eyes shut and moaned softly. I gripped and stroked him through his clothes and he seemed to relish every second of it.
The bed moved as Jason laid down beside us. He'd already removed all of his clothing, leaving nothing to the imagination. Chris slid down on the other side of me and Iwas in heaven. I took turns making out with both of them, kissing one and then the other as our hands slowly and gently explored each other's bodies. I wanted to feel and taste every square inch of their flesh. I wanted to get to know their bodies in the most intimate detail.
Someone's mouth was pressed against mine at all times, and the tide of passion was so high within me, and the sensations were so overwhelming, things were starting to blur together. It didn't matter. I wanted them both. Four hands explored my body as I laid between them.
Jason moved down the length of me, lifting up my shirt to kiss my belly. Chris helped him by lifting up even further, exposing my bra. While he kissed me, he played with my sensitive nipples. He teased them with his fingertips, sucking on them through the fabric, and then giving them a hard pinch that drew a yelp from me. That sharp sting of pain blended with the pleasure that was already saturating my body, making the feeling all the more intense.
Jason moved even lower, quickly removing my pants with great efficiency. He gently spread my thighs apart before slipping a finger against my opening. I moaned, my body reacting to his touch. The need within me was unlike anything I'd felt before, as was the desire. As he touched the warm, wet center of me, I bucked my hips upward, encouraging him to drive his fingers even deeper. To bring me all the pleasure I could ever want and more.
“Please,” I begged.
“Please what?” he said.
“Touch me,” I said.
“I'll do one better than that,” he said.
Lowering himself down, he kissed the lips of my pussy before flicking his tongue against my clit. I cried out as a white-hot bolt of electrical current tore through my body. As he continued to suck on my wet, swollen lips and I was racked by waves of pleasure, I held onto Chris for dear life as he sucked on my nipple.
The pleasure was intense and overwhelming, and the sense of it only grew stronger as Jason slipped a finger inside of me, pressing it against my walls as he circled and teased my clit with his tongue.
With the two of them working me over, it wasn't long before I was nearing the peak. The sensations were hitting me hard and fast, and I couldn't silence the groans even if I tried. It felt too damn good, and I forgot about everything except their mouths on my body as well as their fingers inside of me.
The orgasm hit me hard and fast, and I thrashed wildly underneath them. Jason held my hips down as he worked his magic tongue and fingers in and over my most sensitive parts, extending the orgasm until I couldn't take it anymore.
Chris slid me over onto my side so that my ass was facing him. He dotted kisses along the back of my neck, and I heard his zipper sliding down. My heart raced as I wiggled my ass against him, begging for him to enter me at last.
I thought I'd lost him, but there he was, with me again.
Jason moved up my body, until he was laying in front of me. His lips were still wet, glistening with my juices, and he still tasted of me when I kissed him. His hands worked their way up and down my body, steadying my hips as Chris slid in from behind me, the two of them working together to bring me maximum pleasure.
Moaning loudly as he filled me up, I pushed back into him, helping him enter me as deeply as possible. I started to tremble as his body began moving gently, his lips on my neck, his body rocking gently back and forth as his thick cock slid in and out of me. His breath was warm against my neck, and his moans rang out softly against my ear. My body was humming with an energy I'd never felt before. It was intense, making my every nerve ending feel like it was on fire and molten lava was running through my veins.
I've never felt so good, so alive, in all my life.
“God, yes,” he said. “I've wanted you for so long, Mallory.”
“That makes two of us,” I gasped.
All four hands moved along my body, blending together into one seamless tapestry of pleasure. We were as one. Kissing and touching and fucking. I couldn't even figure out where I ended and the guys began. Jason's tongue in my mouth, Chris's cock inside of me – everything was pure and utter ecstasy and I never wanted it to end.
Chris's movements became more frantic, however, and my heart was racing as everything inside of me tensed up, preparing for yet another climax. I cried out into Jason's mouth as he kissed me, biting down on his lip as I came – and I came hard.
Chris grunted as he smashed into me from behind, burying his dick deep inside of my spasming pussy, holding onto me and stuttering as he filled me with his seed.
We laid there, perfectly still, for a moment or two before I slipped his now deflated cock out from me. His cum spilled out over my thighs in a warm rush of fluid, and it just felt amazing. Grabbing my face, he pulled my head around to kiss me.
“God, I love you,” he said.
“And I love you.”
Jason was still there, and I couldn't ignore him. I couldn't have my boy feeling left out. If this arrangement was going to work – and I hoped like hell it would – I needed to take care of all of them.
I turned toward him, wrapping my hands around his cock and stroked it gently.
“I need to be inside you,” he groaned.
“Then come and take me,” I said.
Jason, always being the rebel, had other plans. He pulled me on top of him, our bodies pressed together as we made out like silly teenagers. I ground myself against him as we kissed. His hands roamed up and down my body, squeezing my ass then my tits. Everywhere he touched me felt like he was leaving tendrils of fire upon my skin, and the heat between my thighs was quickly building into an inferno.
Grasping his cock in my hand, I guided him toward my opening, which was already dripping wet and ready for him. I rubbed him against me, teasing the head of his cock and then pressed it against me.
I'd initially wanted to make him beg me for it, but I couldn't take having him so close to me without sliding him inside of me.
I rubbed him between my lips one more time before sliding down and taking his length inside of me, staring deep into his eyes the whole time as I did so. With wide eyes, slightly parted lips, and a moan of pure pleasure, he filled me up. When I started writhe on top of him, he gritted his teeth as an animalistic grunt passed his lips. Once our bodies were united, instinct took over. I began rocking on top of him, my hands planted on his chest for leverage, staring deep into his eyes, as I began to ride him.
All my boys were home, safe and sound, and they were mine. I rode him harder and faster, falling forward, impaling myself hard upon his cock as I remembered how much I loved each and every one of them. They were my best friends – now my lovers – and I was the luckiest woman on the face of the Earth. I didn't have just one hot, sexy man – I had four.
I had four men who were willing to risk their lives for me. Four men who loved me for who I was, not what they thought they could make me into. Four men who valued me as a person. Who loved me – all of my quirks, faults, and flaws. They loved me unconditionally and I loved them back the same way.
What more could a woman ask for?
I kissed Jason deeply as my pussy started to spasm and clench around his cock. I moaned and cried out as my body tensed and then let go, his cock inside of me making me come hard once more. I milked his cock as he grabbed my hips, guiding me up and down as I came.
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