Theirs To Protect: a Reverse Harem Romance

by Stasia Black

  Audrey.

  Bed.

  Now.

  There wouldn’t be any waiting to consummate this marriage.

  Chapter 16

  AUDREY

  “Nix,” Audrey exclaimed as he all but dragged her out the back of the church, the other men—her husbands, oh God, oh God, she almost hyperventilated at the thought—right on his heels. “The feast!” she said. “Sophia and Camila and all the other women spent all week putting together the most beautiful—”

  “No one expects us there,” Nix growled, turning and picking her up over his shoulder because apparently, she wasn’t moving fast enough for his liking.

  “Nix!” she shouted again, smacking at his back. It wasn’t her fault she couldn’t walk at his breakneck speed. Unless she literally wanted to break her neck. Whoever had invented high heels back before the Fall needed to die. Maybe with a high heel impaled in his neck. Those things were death traps. Why did women used to subject themselves to the damn things?

  On the other hand, maybe this was better. After several jarring steps, she closed her eyes and clung to Nix’s back. Just go loose, go along with what the guys had planned.

  She would not hyperventilate. She would not hyperventilate.

  So she was about to lose her virginity.

  In a fivesome.

  No big deal.

  She just had to lay there. Right?

  …

  …

  Who the fuck was she kidding?

  It was a big deal. It was a huge, giant fucking deal. But she’d told herself she was doing it tonight and it was a promise she meant to keep.

  Her eyes popped open again and she lifted her head to see they were almost to the house.

  “Set me down!” She smacked again at Nix’s back with her fists.

  “All right, all right, feisty little wife,” Nix said, and then her world was going topsy turvy again until the next thing she knew, she was wobbling on the ridiculous heels again. She almost lost her footing and went down but Clark and Mateo were immediately at her side, steadying her.

  “It’s tradition to carry the bride over the threshold,” Clark grinned at her.

  “Let me,” Danny grinned wide as he stepped forward and swept Audrey off her feet again like she weighed no more than a feather.

  She let out a high-pitched yelp as he pulled her close to his massive, muscled chest, his other arm under her knees.

  He didn’t waste any time getting her inside. And he didn’t stop there. Nope, he went straight up the stairs to the master bedroom.

  Mateo went ahead of them to open the door and Danny swept inside, almost knocking Audrey’s feet into the doorframe in his excitement.

  “Careful!” Mateo and Nix yelled. Audrey had pulled her feet back just in time and Danny looked back at them, obviously confused at what they were talking about.

  Clark rolled his eyes. “Just get her to the bed without inflicting any bodily damage please.”

  Danny hefted Audrey in his arms and she had to admit, being manhandled by all that big, strong male was doing something to her.

  As was seeing how Clark and Nix were looking at her. Mateo and Graham were staying in the background, eyes downcast, but Clark and Nix hid nothing. They didn’t even try to hide the lust burning in their eyes.

  Audrey’s breath hitched.

  God. Had she made the right decision? Was she doing the right thing?

  Or was it beyond insane to be here, in this room, giving herself to these men?

  All right, yes, it was definitely insane. But that didn’t necessarily mean it was the wrong move.

  She expected Danny to just toss her on the bed. No matter how hot he was, he didn’t seem to have much going on in the finesse department.

  But he was surprisingly tender as he put one knee on the bed and laid her down in the center of the mattress.

  “You’re the prettiest thing I’ve ever seen,” he whispered, his voice low and growly in a way she’d never heard it before.

  And then, before she could even register it, the huge mattress squeaked more as the men climbed on from all sides, surrounding her in a circle.

  Caging her in.

  If she screamed for them all to get back, to stop, would they? Or would they take what they now thought was theirs by right? Suddenly she couldn’t breathe.

  “Stop,” she said, holding up a hand.

  Danny jerked back and everyone went still, all around her.

  One by one, she met each of their gazes.

  Graham.

  Danny.

  Clark.

  Mateo.

  Nix.

  “What if I can’t do it?” she whispered, bracing for a fight even though she thought she’d made peace with doing this—going through with her wedding night and consummating it in every sense of the word. But giving herself willingly and them taking were two entirely different things.

  And she had to know. “What if I say no?” Her voice barely came out as more than a whisper.

  Nix’s eyebrow furrowed and he reached out a hand like he was going to cup her face. He stopped at the last moment, before he made contact.

  “Then we stop,” he said. “Any time. You say stop, we stop. No matter what. No matter when. No matter where.”

  Her breath caught at his words.

  Damn him. Why did he have to say the perfect thing? Why couldn’t he be the asshole he was the rest of the time?

  But he wasn’t. His eyes were gentle, his face softer than she’d ever seen it.

  You can do this, she whispered internally.

  There was nothing to do but take the plunge. She moved from her back onto her knees.

  And then she turned, leaned forward, and kissed Graham, her eyes on Nix.

  Chapter 17

  NIX

  Fucking vixen. Nix didn’t know if she was taunting him by kissing Graham first or what, but he’d show her exactly who was going to be in charge of this little show.

  He’d undone the buttons of his dress shirt on the way upstairs while Danny carried Audrey and he whipped his off, then yanked his undershirt over his head.

  Clark did the same and Danny too. Mateo stripped down to his undershirt but left it on.

  Mateo was moving around light what had to be fifty candles as the room dimmed now that the sun had set. An extravagant waste but Nix could have kissed him because he wanted to didn’t want to miss seeing a moment of what was about to happen.

  And Graham, well, Graham was too busy lost in fucking heaven, having Audrey all to himself.

  Enough of that. Nix moved up the bed until he was positioned behind Audrey’s back. Clark joined him and while Clark pulled the zipper down on Audrey’s gown, Nix nipped at the back of her neck, his nose brushing against her, soft, lavender scented hair.

  She gasped and pulled back from Graham but he made a discontented sound.

  “Ten more seconds,” Graham said, a line forming between his furrowed brows. “We need to kiss for ten more seconds. It has to be for the full sixty.”

  Audrey stopped and frowned in confusion. Oh right, she’d only spent that one afternoon with Graham and he’d been surprisingly not—well, whatever it was that made Graham Graham-like. The obsession with numbers and details and how he freaked out at loud noises.

  “Graham’s detail oriented. He likes numbers to come in sets,” Nix said, rubbing a hand down her spine as Mateo exposed more and more, unzipping the gown tiny bit by tiny bit. “It helps relax him.” Nix leaned in from behind her ear. “One perk? He never leaves a job unfinished—if you know what I mean.”

  He slid his hand inside her sagging gown and around to the front of her waist, dipping ever so slightly into the top of what felt like lacy underwear before retreating again.

  The way Audrey trembled in his arms in response was beyond satisfying.

  Clark cupped Audrey’s face and then slowly guided her back to Graham’s lips so that they began kissing again.

  Fuck, why was that so hot? Clark appa
rently thought so too because his eyes went dark as he leaned in and started kissing down Audrey’s exposed shoulder.

  When he was done, he and Danny and Mateo moved so they could get hands on Audrey’s body as well. Mateo slipped between her and Graham so he could suck her nipple into his mouth through the lacy white bra she still wore.

  She gasped into Graham’s mouth and he murmured, “Another sixty,” before grabbing her face in his hands and deepening the kiss.

  Nix didn’t mind.

  If he had his way, they’d pleasure Audrey so well that she’d be begging for more all-night long.

  Her wedding gown pooled at her waist. Christ, seeing her and remembering her so pristine in the church compared to now with five men kissing, licking and sucking at her—fuck. Nix pressed a hand to try to calm his raging erection.

  He couldn’t stand even a second not touching her though, so the very next moment, he had to be touching her again. He slid his hand back around her and down her stomach. But this time when he got to the top of her panty line, he found another hand already there. He glanced around her and traced the hand back to Clark.

  Clark’s eyes were locked on the spot where he thumbed over Audrey’s clit through her underwear.

  A trembling shiver rocked her body in response and she groaned into Graham’s mouth.

  Shit. She was so goddamn sexy. Nix was gonna lose it if he wasn’t careful. He’d meant to jack off this morning or afternoon, but well, he’d just been too preoccupied. So sure she’d try to run.

  But she hadn’t. She was here. Half-naked. Her hot skin on his.

  His cock pulsed in his pants and he reached down to pop his button and yank his zipper down.

  Jesus, that was better. He pulled his shaft out and ran his hand up and down it once. Then again. But then he yanked away, because if he stroked himself even one more time he might spill in his goddamned hand.

  “Oh shit,” Danny said, face going tight, hand on his cock too. “I’m gonna— Can I—?”

  Graham had just broken away from Audrey, their second minute apparently up.

  Right in time too, because Audrey had barely turned to Danny and let him pull her into his arms. He shoved her bra down and latched onto her nipple. With one hand he shoved her panties down and dipped his finger inside her.

  Jets of cum shot from Danny’s cock almost immediately upon contact.

  “Oh Jesus,” Danny heaved like he’d just run a marathon. “Oh my fucking God.” He slumped against Audrey’s breasts, for just a second before dipping down to lick around her areola and suck her nipple back into his mouth.

  Danny kept stroking himself and sucking on Audrey’s breast long after he was spent. When he finally unlatched and looked up, his eyes were wide but also suddenly worried. “Was that okay?” Then he looked down and the back of his neck went red. “I’m sorry for the mess. I just— You’re so pretty and I’ve never—”

  Audrey looked like she was barely containing a smile, but she put a hand on Danny’s shoulder. “It’s just fine,” she said reassuringly. “You’re fine.”

  Fuck she was sweet.

  Clark apparently thought so too because he took advantage of the moment, swooping in to kiss Audrey’s pink, kiss-plumped lips.

  That was fine. Clark could have her mouth. For now.

  Nix was more interested in another part of her body. And how she would sound when he made her scream in pleasure.

  She was still up on her knees while she kissed Clark so it was easy to put his thumbs in the sides of her underwear and slip it down her thighs. Mateo’s hands joined his, and together they exposed the most perfect ass on God’s green earth.

  Nix’s hand trembled as gently cupped one of her ass cheeks. It was so sweetly rounded. And her hips. Utterly feminine. He squeezed her ass and she wriggled beneath his touch.

  Had he ever been with a woman as responsive as she was? Even before the Fall?

  He couldn’t remember. He couldn’t think of anything except her hot, yielding flesh underneath his hand.

  His brain exploded with sensory input of all things Audrey. Her skin was so, so fucking soft. The lavender scent of her soap or shampoo or whatever was driving him crazy. Then there were the sounds of her breathy, needy gasps. And her body, Christ, seeing the sweetly curved hourglass figure revealed as Mateo and Clark helped her climb out of the wedding dress and toss it to the side, along with her bra, was enough to bring any man to his knees.

  There was only one thing left to do. When she resettled on the bed, Nix urged her onto her back. And then he climbed between her legs and completed his sensory investigation with the one he’d been missing.

  Taste.

  He licked up the seam of Audrey’s pussy and if he thought she was shuddering before, it was nothing to the way her entire body quaked when he tongued back and forth across her clitoris.

  Her hands balled into the sheets and her eyes squeezed shut.

  The other guys immediately joined in, kissing and tasting every inch of her body they could reach. Looking up her body, the image reminded Nix of animals feasting on a recent kill.

  And while Audrey was no one’s prey, Nix couldn’t say he didn’t feel predatory. He sucked and devoured her pussy. She was so fuckin’ wet. Every time her body spasmed and she let out those little escalating cries of pleasure, he felt like a fucking king.

  Her eyes were still shut, chest thrust outwards where Graham and Clark both sucked mercilessly on her breasts.

  Mateo had moved behind her head and was massaging her shoulders and dropping small kisses all along her temple.

  She was a fucking miracle.

  “Open your eyes,” Nix demanded.

  Her eyes popped open wide. He wasn’t sure if it was at the command in his voice or all the things that were happening to her body.

  She looked bewildered and simultaneously lost in a haze of pleasure.

  “Watch me while I make you cum,” Nix said, dropping his head so he could lick her bud with his long tongue but never taking his eyes off her.

  She blinked and her chest pumped up and down with heaving breaths, but she did as he said. She kept her eyes on him.

  Goddamn, his cock was so hard, if he wasn’t careful, he’d come just from grinding against the bed while he ate her out. She tasted so fucking amazing. Everything about her was just—

  Audrey’s needy whining gave way to a high-pitched scream as her face scrunched in pleasure. Her entire body went stiff for a second, then she started shuddering with her orgasm.

  It lasted at least three seconds, and Nix was torn. He wanted to be up at her face, memorizing her every microexpression so he could replay it over and over in his head. But sucking her sweet cunt and bringing her to the peak a second time was just as good, maybe even better—knowing he was the one giving it to her. Shaking the foundations of her whole goddamned world. Giving her the first glimpse of how good it would be with them.

  She collapsed back against the mattress, limbs limp when the second orgasm finally subsided.

  She lay there, that dazed look still on her face, eyes soft with replete desire.

  Nix crawled over her, kissing up her stomach, then to her breasts, and finally to her mouth. “Do you taste yourself on my tongue?” he whispered after kissing her deep. The way her breasts arched up and into him at the question, he took that his wife liked dirty talk.

  “Do you love tasting your honey on me and knowing I was just sucking on your hot little clit, devouring your juices while you came all over my face?”

  Audrey made little whimpering noises and wiggled restlessly beneath him. He laughed softly.

  “That’s right, gorgeous. This is just the beginning. We’re only getting started.”

  Nix glanced up and Clark was already pinning him with his gaze. Nix smirked. He could tell the fucker was about three seconds from yanking him off their wife and decking him. They’d made certain agreements before walking into this room and Nix had every intention of sticking to them. At the same ti
me, he wasn’t above stealing what extra moments he could here and there. So he didn’t rush as he dropped and kissed Audrey deep again, pulling his heavy cock out of his pants and thrusting his shaft along the wet folds of her sex. He didn’t penetrate but he got his shaft good and wet with her honey. Reaching down, he used the tip of his cock to tease at her clit until she was gasping with need again.

  “Alright, Prince Charming,” Clark finally growled. “Stop hogging Cinderella.”

  “Yeah, yeah,” Nix muttered, biting Audrey’s bottom lip ever so softly as he finally dragged himself away from her.

  Clark was happy to immediately take his place.

  But Mateo put a hand out to stop him. “On her knees, remember?”

  Clark made what Nix could only describe as a pouting face, but he nodded and reached down for Audrey’s hand. “Up on your knees, sexy.”

  Audrey’s eyes flicked back and forth between Mateo and Clark, and then over to Nix. Like she was checking if it was something he thought was okay.

  And that just hit Nix straight in the fucking gut. He wasn’t sure how he managed the smile and weak nod, but he did.

  She trusted him. Even if she wasn’t fully conscious of it yet. She was relying on him to protect her.

  He got off the bed and staggered a step backward as Mateo laid down between her legs, propping himself up just enough so that his mouth was right at her center. Clark lined himself up on the bed behind her, hands skimming down her back and settling at her hips. His cock was long and full, bobbing against her ass.

  Nix blinked, still flabbergasted.

  Audrey trusted him. She was his goddamned wife. He’d made vows today. Sacred vows.

  And what if he failed Audrey just like he had Roxy?

  She’d trusted him completely and he’d failed her.

  In the blink of an eye, he was back there with Roxy eating breakfast around the campfire. Almost eight years ago, before the bombs had dropped, when they all still thought Xterminate was something the world could recover from.

  Roxy flashed her megawatt smile as she finished her eggs. Then she threw her arms around Nix. She was always doing that. She knew he didn’t like getting touchy-feely but she would just hug him randomly throughout the day. More and more often since they’d lost Mom to Xterminate six months before. She’d been on a business trip to Atlanta and never come home. Dad had never been around much and that didn’t change with mom’s death.