by Zoey Marcel
“Damn it, Charlie.”
“Shh. Quit your bitching.” He blew her a kiss when she narrowed her eyes at him. “My brothers are all dressed in suits and waiting for you at a fancy restaurant.”
“That’s so sweet. You all came for me. We shouldn’t keep them waiting.” She paused when he tugged on her hand to stop her.
“That’s really thoughtful of you, Red. See, the thing is, my brothers know I came here to talk you into coming back with us, but what they don’t know is how long it’s gonna take me to convince you.”
A big grin spread across her face and her eyes turned vixen as she stepped closer and groped his chest. “That’s true. I am really stubborn sometimes.”
“Well, there’s only one cure for that.”
He pulled her into a passionate kiss. Her moan and the way she pushed the sleeves of his suit jacket down his arms had him then reaching under her skirt to rip off her panties.
Kendall broke the kiss, groaning. “Damn it, Charlie! Every fucking time.”
He gave her an unapologetic smile as he unbuttoned her blouse.
“Are you gonna rip that off, too?”
“Nah, you made this.”
Her features softened. “How did you know that?”
“I remember seeing a drawing you made of this blouse back when we lived in San Francisco together. I figured you made it. It looks nice.”
“You remembered.”
He palmed her cleavage once her blouse was open. “I know my eyes are here a lot of the time, but my ears are here.”
He moved his hand higher up her chest, feeling the life-giving thumps of her heart.
She gave him an appreciative smile, eyes glowing with love.
“Except when you’re nagging me, then I’m not listening to you at all,” he teased.
She slapped his arm and he laughed.
He forced her bra up and went down on her clearly-interested nipple. Her sharp pants and fingers in his hair conveyed her desperation.
Suckling vigorously, he savored the womanly flavor of her fleshy tit. The nub hardened in his mouth. Her areola tightened.
“God, stop teasing me.”
His mouth popped off her breast. “The bedroom is my domain, woman. You don’t call the shots there.”
“But we’re not in the bedroom.”
“Smartass. I can change that real fast.”
He swept Kendall off her feet and then carried her like a bride into the bedroom. Tossing her onto the bed, he then stripped.
“Show me those tits.”
She pushed the sleeves of her blouse down her arms and then unhooked her bra. “I’ve heard that before.”
“And you still haven’t learned that when you’re at home, I want these tits naked and free.”
“But this isn’t your home.”
“God, you need a spanking.”
He truly meant to give the brat one, but when she bared her breasts to him he lost control of the situation. He lay down on top of her and they devoured each other’s mouths while clawing frantically at their clothes.
“Charlie, I have to tell you something. I want you to be the first of them to know.”
“What’s that?”
“I’m pregnant.”
He lifted his head and gawked down at her. “You’re serious?”
She nodded, caressing his cheek. “That’s okay, right?”
“Whose is it?”
“It’s yours.”
“That day on the plains?”
“Yeah.” She smiled up at him and petted his arms. “I don’t know what it is yet. I’m only three months along. I know it’s yours, though.”
Tender warmth came over him as he held her close. “You don’t know how much I wanted to stick a baby in you before they did.”
“Well, I’m only having one.”
He pulled back a little, hovering over her. “You should have one more after this. We’ll all be your husbands, but legally I’ll be married to Quentin and you’ll be married to René. He’d feel more like family if you made a life with him, too.”
She appeared moved by this. “Two kids would be fine, but no more.”
“You’ve got it. What do you think it is?”
“Probably a boy or a girl.”
He smirked, moving down her body. “No kidding.”
He planted a kiss on her belly, smoothing his hand over her soft skin. His child was in there, a wiggly little version of him and her. He was glad he was the first to impregnate her. It was special...and it meant that he’d beaten the other bastards. His sperm was king.
Charlie meant to have his animal way with her, but he spent a moment playing with her hair and drinking in every detail of her face and body. She was amazing. It didn’t matter who was right or wrong, or who was on top. All that mattered was that he had her back.
* * * *
A week later, Shane sat on a cushioned wicker loveseat beneath the stars, massaging his fiancée’s feet. Kendall glowed with love-light that was somehow still visible in spite of the planet-sized rock on her finger. The diamond shone brilliantly, and it was second only to her breathtaking eyes.
“You can’t go two seconds without looking at that thing, can you?” he teased.
She grinned. “I can’t help it. It’s so beautiful.”
“René and Charlie made a bet over which one you’d pick out.”
“They did?”
“Sure did. René predicted you’d go for a modest-size ring to be polite. Charlie said you’d go for the biggest fucking monstrosity in the jewelry store.”
She laughed lightly. “Yep, Charlie was right. I don’t do humble when it comes to jewelry. I want all the women to see it from miles away.”
“Rubbing in the victory, huh?”
“That’s right.”
“I noticed it’s just a tiny bit bigger than your sister’s,” he teased.
“Is it?” Kendall feigned innocence, but she cracked under his accusing stare. “Well, what do you know?”
Shane leaned forward and kissed her forehead. “You’re an amazing woman. I can’t wait to make you my wife.”
“I can’t wait to be your wife.” She rubbed noses with him.
“I was thinking of getting your name tattooed on my other arm.”
“That’s so sweet. I would love that. I want to get something for you guys, too.”
He kissed her hand. “Sounds good.”
“Are you sure you’re okay with our Dom/sub relationship? I can try being your slave.”
It touched him that she offered, but he knew it wasn’t in her. She was a feminist who loved to submit in the bedroom. She didn’t want a power exchange and he would never force one on her.
“It means something that you offered, Kendall, but I’ll never ask that of you. You’re a sub, not a slave. I’m content to be your Dom. I don’t want you to ever be anything other than yourself. If, in the future, you legitimately change your mind about power exchange, then we’ll talk. But don’t have one with me because it’s what you think I want.”
Her eyes closed and she nuzzled his caressing hand on her cheek.
“I need you to be Kendall.”
“Thank you. I love submitting to you in the bedroom, but outside of it, I need to be free.”
“I get that.”
“Did you ever feel this way about another woman?”
“Never.”
“Promise?” she whispered.
He leaned his head against hers and stared into her eyes while lightly rubbing her arms. “I promise.”
She pecked a soft kiss on his lips. “If I wanted a power exchange with one of you guys, it would be you.”
He grinned. “I know. ‘Obey’ is still going in the vows, though.”
“Damn it.” She pulled away, smiling at his chuckle.
“It’s happening, doll face.”
“Maybe I won’t say it.”
“Maybe I’ll spank you at the altar.”
She gasped, looking s
o fucking adorable in her scandalized state. “You wouldn’t dare.”
He gave her an ambiguous smile and a shrug. “You want to find out for sure, just try me at the wedding.”
She stroked his leg. “I guess ‘obey’ is fine, but I might not obey all the time.”
“That’s what discipline is for.”
She gave him a playful glare that became smoldering need when his hands began groping her thighs.
“I figured you might have tension built up in your legs.”
“I have some higher up, too.”
Shane grinned. “I know you do, but I’ve got some tension you need to relieve first after I tease you a bit.”
“Oh no, don’t tease me.”
“I’m gonna tease you, doll. It’s good practice for the obeying part of the vows.”
“That’s your favorite part, isn’t it?”
He laughed. “Actually, this is my second favorite part.”
She moaned when he cupped the heat between her legs.
“What’s your favorite part?” she purred.
He placed his hand over her heart. “Everything in here.”
Her eyes glistened. She clung to him and kissed his neck. “You’re perfect for me.”
“You’re perfect for me, too, love. I don’t know what I would have done if I hadn’t met you.”
Chapter Twenty-Three
Kendall and Melanie had their double wedding together. After the reception, Melanie went home to pack for her honeymoon with her five cowboys, and Kendall went home with her men to get the things for their honeymoon.
Kendall’s head still swam with the beautiful wedding and the excitement over their honeymoon in Paris. It was all so wonderful. Justin had begged her to be the flower boy at the wedding. He’d been so eager and looked so darned cute asking, she couldn’t refuse him.
She wished the flight wasn’t going to be so long. She really wanted to indulge in a raunchy wedding night with her four husbands.
She hadn’t thought anything of being in the master bedroom to get the luggage, but when she turned around to see four horny grooms behind her in black suits at various stages of undress, she realized it made her an easy target.
Her pussy moistened. God, she wanted to have sex with them right now, but if she missed her flight to Paris, there would be hell to pay. She knew they would just catch the next plane, but she was too excited to wait.
“The flight.” Her feeble protest paled to the excited beat of her heart and the way cream spilled into her panties as the four men surrounded her. “I don’t want to miss it.”
Charlie frowned. “Woman, I’m not flying for god knows how many hours with a damned hard-on. The second I marry you is the second I fuck you.”
“You’ve fucked me plenty of times. We’ve never been to Paris.”
He pressed a silencing finger to her lips. “Not nearly enough times. Besides, what if we’re too tired to fuck you by the time we get there?”
Mild panic ensued and sent her flying for Charlie’s face. He chortled into the hungry kiss and wrapped his arms around her.
The men set her down gently on the bed. Her puffy, white wedding gown pooled out around her like she was a princess at a ball.
René kissed her while Charlie started unlacing her corset-like basque from behind.
“Goddamn it,” he muttered.
“Did you shoot off early?” René quipped.
“That’s very funny, you wry bastard. I can’t get this fucking knot out. Get over here and make yourself useful.”
“Because I’m better at getting knots out than you?”
“Yeah, and that’s the only thing you’re better at than me.”
René grinned. “Good enough.”
They switched places. Charlie gave her a brief kiss before standing to undress.
Quentin knelt on the bed and tongued Kendall deeply while lightly grabbing her throat. She loved it when he did that.
Hot thrills of anticipation shimmered through her when Shane pushed the puffs and frills aside to expose her white lace panties beneath. The thong glittered with sequins. He didn’t take it off. She leaned back a bit, her breath catching when he kissed her crotch through the lace. She felt the heat of his exhale through the dainty scrap of material and shivered. When he moved the lace aside and kissed her naked pussy, she melted. Warm nectar seeped into her folds. Her cunt pounded. With every hot, succulent kiss on her sex, her pussy got wetter until it ached and pleaded for consummation.
Her nipples pebbled beneath her bra as René loosened her stays from behind.
Quentin ate away her whimpers with his mouth. He paused only to indulge in a wanton kiss with Charlie before shoving the shirtless man to his knees. Quentin held Charlie’s head in place while the guy worked open his dark slacks. With an approving growl, Quentin kept one hand on Charlie’s head and conquered Kendall with his mouth again. When she heard Quentin gasp and felt him jolt against her, she knew Charlie was sucking his cock and she had to smile.
Quentin kissed her harder and deeper and she heard Charlie moan periodically while sucking on Quentin’s erection. The carnal knowledge sent a rush of cream into her slit.
Shane kissed up and down the seam of her pussy, driving her crazy with want. He followed the delicate trail of kisses with tender licks all over her private flesh. She’d never wanted anyone’s mouth on her more. Never felt so hot or ached so badly to be penetrated before in her life.
René had the back of her dress unlaced. He pushed it forward and it sagged open. In a matter of seconds, he had her bra off. Her full breasts were on display. The air felt delicious and cool against them. It felt so wild and brazen to have her tits out in the open while four men tongued and pawed at her.
Charlie groped her thigh while feasting on Quentin’s dick.
Shane finally parted her sex lips and made a meal out of her pussy.
Warm hands enclosed over her breasts, causing the nipples to relax in their heat. The hands felt like René’s and judging by the angle they came from, she figured they were his.
Kendall cried out in Quentin’s mouth when Shane licked her clit to orgasm. Hot shudders and vicious spasms swirled through her. They let her up only to get the dress off her, but Shane had her leave her white heels, stockings, panties, and garter belt on. Despite the virginal white lingerie and high heels, she felt like a siren, half naked in her underpinnings with a bunch of suited men all around her.
The way they dominated her and set the tempo and rules of each encounter also made her feel like the virgin she wasn’t.
“You want our cocks, don’t you, doll?” Shane asked.
“Yes,” she breathed.
“You’re not getting them until you’ve had an orgasm from each of us.”
She moaned and spread her legs farther apart for him.
Shane grinned and stood, loosening the tie around his neck. The erotic sight of the virile man’s man undressing made her belly clench.
René got off the bed and then knelt in front of her to eat her out. She whimpered, pushing against his face with her greedy snatch.
“Kendall, get down here and help me suck this guy off. With his insane fucking stamina he’ll outlast all of us and then we will miss our flight,” Charlie joked.
She smirked. “He does last a long time.”
Quentin lay back on the bed and Charlie climbed up between his legs. Kendall lay down, absorbing René’s gentle tonguing while she and Charlie used their mouths and hands to play with Quentin’s cock and balls. He still didn’t come.
Charlie’s eyes narrowed on him. “Quit holding back.”
Quentin taunted him with a sly smile. “I’m going to come in your ass.”
Charlie’s tone got husky. “Not without lube, you aren’t.”
Quentin picked the tube up off the nightstand.
Charlie’s pupils dilated when he saw. “Well, what do you know?”
Kendall licked Quentin’s balls and fondled them while Charlie laved his c
ock. Occasionally, they stopped to kiss each other, or their tongues crossed paths and tangled against Quentin’s groin.
Her concentration was broken when René got her off with his tongue. She screamed with one of Quentin’s testes in her mouth and he groaned over the vibration he probably felt in his sac.
“My turn,” Charlie said. “Scoot up more, baby.”
She obeyed and René stood to get naked like Shane was.
Charlie went down on her, lapping her cream like he was starving for her. Every nerve ending in her sex tingled and warmed beneath his sizzling, wet strokes.
“Jesus,” he breathed when Quentin got behind him.
After removing Charlie’s slacks and underwear, Quentin lowered and buried his face between Charlie’s buttocks. She heard wet, gentle licks when Charlie stopped eating her pussy and realized Quentin was rimming him. Charlie panted a moment before going down on her again. She felt his tongue cram up into her vagina and wondered if his ministrations mimicked those of Quentin’s in Charlie’s ass. The image made her feverish.
Shane got onto the bed and treated her to a slow, soulful kiss. He gazed lovingly into her eyes before resting on his knees with his dick hovering over her lips. She took him into her mouth and began to suck, wrapping her hand around his shaft for added stimulation.
René used the hump on the underside of his cock to tease her taut nipples. The featherlight brushing there made her tense and writhe. It felt too good.
She choked on a breathless outcry when Charlie brought her to orgasm. Her womb contracted and her cunt rippled with electric energy. The vibrating aftershocks thrilled her.
“Please fuck me.”
Charlie moved and Quentin knelt between her legs. “It’s my turn, ginger.”
“I can’t take anymore. I ache so bad. I need you all inside me.”
“Obey,” Shane teased.
She tossed him a faux scowl.
“Roll over, baby,” Charlie ordered. “Just on your side.”
When she did, she nearly screamed in euphoria. Charlie rimmed her ass while Quentin ravished her pussy with his mouth.
Shane lay behind her now, kissing her neck gently and softly sucking her there.
René was in front of her this time, kneading her breasts and kissing her while she played with his thick, pulsing erection.
