by Casey Morgan
Gabriel puts himself on the pillow behind her, so that he can pull down the front of her corset and begin playing with her nipples. He massages them and squeezes them tenderly. Krystal squeals cutely under this attention — under all of it as we kiss and stroke her. I don’t even need to touch her to know she’s getting wet and slick. I can smell it on the air, and so can my brothers.
The moment she’s completely nude, Jayden sheds his clothes. He’s erect and ready to have her. He says as much as he scoots Krystal toward him, legs splayed apart and ready for him. She’s breathy and flushed, looking fierce and vulnerable at the same time.
I quickly pull off my costume, letting my cock into the open air as well. It is hard. My balls squeeze absently, waiting and wanting her. Around the room, I see Aiden, Lucas and Gabriel do the same.
“We will all take you,” says Jayden. “I will have you first, followed by whomever desires you next.”
Krystal nods, her eyes transfixed on Jayden, then all of us. She gazes at our cocks, each standing at attention for her.
“So be it,” says Jayden, and pushes himself inside of her. “Have your first taste of Redfang cock.” He grunts this out, sliding deeper inside of her. She gasps, trembles, but doesn’t make any sounds of pain or fear. Instead she makes an odd sighing sound, one that I’m immediately attracted to.
I move close to her and decide to kiss her nipples. I bend down over her and do so, taking her nipples in my fingers. There, I twist, flick and pull at them softly.
Gabriel nudges me out of the way a few minutes into my kissing session with her, offering her his cock. She takes it readily, to my surprise. She folds her lips over his plump, long dick with a sigh then a gluttonous whine. I hear Gabriel curse under his breath about how good she feels, and double down on my attention to her breasts. I trace designs on them with my tongue, making noises as well — the kind I would if I were having a tasty grape.
Aiden opens up space for himself to one side of Krystal, plunging his fingers into the top of her folds, beginning to stroke and pet her clit. He starts out slow and methodical, but grows in speed and intensity, matching Jayden’s thrusting. In seconds, we all see and feel Krystal arch. Her body pumps and quakes, sucking Jayden’s orgasm out of him. He comes violently, pressing himself into her as he does.
The moment he’s done and out of her, I move to take his place. I’m not going to allow Lucas in. He smirks at me as I plunge myself into Krystal saying, “I love you, baby,” but quickly he busies himself with another part of her, her ass. I twist her to be on her side while I fuck her. Under this, Aiden has to readjust his angle on her, but he does so without losing his finger on her clit.
I’m moving fast and hard inside of Krystal, blown away by her warmth, her tightness and muscle strength, despite being coated in her own juices and my brother’s cum. I sigh and moan, feeling my cock swell as I try to fight my quick orgasm.
Jayden takes my place at her breasts. He squeezes them together, and puts his cock in between them. Despite having gone already, he’s still thick and heavy.
Gabriel comes in Krystal’s mouth. I hear her gag in surprise, but she doesn’t spit up. She swallows obediently, squirming under the attention Lucas is giving her ass. I look over to see him slide two fingers inside her tight hole.
I pump her hard and fast, spanking her as I do. I want her to know I’m still here, that I’m just as capable of reaching her as the rest of them. She squirts on me as I spank her, as her cheeks jiggle from the force of my hand. I almost blow my load from that, but I force myself to last.
Gabriel’s now pulled out of her mouth, and Jayden’s had a second blow in between her tits. He’s now using his cum to moisten her tits and nipples. I grab onto her hips, and ride her as hard as I can. I pull on her inner thighs. I pinch them, watching as Jayden puts his cock down her throat for a good cleaning.
Then before I’m even prepared for it, Lucas does what he’s been planning the whole time. He spreads open her ass cheeks (she still on her side in scissor position) and plunges his cock into her ass. The moment he spears into her tight hole I cum. I blow my load. I can’t resist the sensation of how stuffed she is and also, I come from the anxious, greedy cry she gives. Krystal’s embarrassed at this predicament of hers, but in love with it at the same time.
Lucas pounds her ass hard and fast, talking dirty to her. “You love my cock up your ass, don’t you?”
“Yes,” she mews, turning five deeper shades of red then she already is.
Aiden puts his mouth on her clit, and begins to suck on it. Practically the instant he does, liquid flows onto and around his lips. Krystal cries out, her eyes rolling back in her head. A bit of her spray reaches me, and that’s when Lucas and I begin to alternate in and out of her ass. We switch between our two cocks, enjoying the cries and groans accompanying each trade.
Lucas continues his dirty talk, now deciding to switch with Jayden. “You naughty girl, you. You like it up your ass, no matter which cock.”
Krystal blushes, but take his Aiden’s cock in her mouth rather than answer. As she does, Aiden kisses her forehead. He speaks sweetly to her, telling her what a beautiful goddess she is.
“If you had room, I bet you would take all five of us up there,” says Jayden, pushing his cock down so it slips inside her ass. He gives her a few pumps, but then returns it to Lucas, who’s looking red and swollen. Ready to bust.
“Well, let me give you your fill,” growls Lucas, and does just that. He unloads in her, as I take up playing with her clit and her pussy with my fingers now, not my penis. It doesn’t matter that my fingers are coated in white, happy juices, I commit to pleasing her.
Right as Lucas squeezes her ass, mutters about how much cum he stuffing her with, Krystal orgasms. She sprays under my attentions. I remove my hands from her as Aiden slips out of her mouth and comes to take her for himself in the pussy. He does so gently, cuddling her to him. The position he takes with her, it’s like he’s holding his teddy bear, not his lover. There, he talks to her slowly and calmly. His speed, even slow, works her up. Krystal is sensitive after all five of us, and quickly comes for him.
He kisses her neck, slowly increasing his pace. But even at full pace, even while penetrating her, he maintains his sweet demeanor. When he comes, I’m barely even aware of it. I just see it by the way his cheeks get red, and his eyes glassy. He’s cuddled so closely against Krystal’s smooth, shapely breasts, I barely hear him.
It doesn’t matter though. I’m back to kissing her on her mouth. She’s sleepy and tired now, and totally spent.
My brothers and I caress and stroke her, slowly moving the sheets around her and Aiden. After that, we all climb in. Me at the back of her, another one of us up through the bottom of the bed, another sprawled out on the pillows behind her, and still another behind Aiden. I don’t see who, and I don’t care to look.
The only body I’m captivated with and will always be is Krystal’s.
Chapter Fourteen
Aiden
I awaken to the beautiful sight of Krystal’s breasts. Their naked, shapely forms lay in the sheets in front of me. Shortly after, I’m flooded with the memories of last night. I remember my brothers and I all taking her for our own and getting to witness her beautiful deflowering.
As I think about this, I place kisses on her warm skin covering her shoulders and neck. I linger there for a moment, knowing that I could be with her for the rest of my life. I could share with my brothers. That was the best night I have ever experienced, and even if I’m not always first, I want more nights like that. As many as I can get, no matter what the arrangement.
I climb from the bed, waking Gabriel as I do. He decided to sleep behind me, apparently. Lucas and Caleb awaken next, asking me what I’m doing. “Be careful that you don’t wake her,” whispers Caleb.
“I’m not going to. We should make her breakfast,” I murmur quietly, slipping from the sheets. I dress in whatever clothes I can find, watching as my brothers do the s
ame.
“I’ll come down and help,” offers Lucas.
“We all will,” says Jayden, covering Krystal with the blankets for an extra layer of warmth.
“Come on,” I whisper, leading them out and away from the sleeping area toward the kitchen. “I need to talk to you all.”
When we’re all in the kitchen, and I’ve started pots of coffee and tea, and checked the fridge for eggs, cheese, ham and anything else I want to make her for breakfast, I turn to all of my brothers. “Last night was amazing. I know we will all agree. I know it was Caleb’s idea to share her for that night, but I want to suggest that we do it for longer than that.”
“How do you mean?” Lucas looks at me quizzically, always the thinker.
“I mean like marry her. Make her all of ours.” I blush, not able to believe I’m the one coming up with this.
“Where she becomes a mate, a wife, to all of us,” says Caleb, obviously following.
“Yes, if she’ll have it.”
“She’s going to probably at least have a few of our babies, or be pregnant with them after a night like that,” says Gabriel. “That aside, I would love nothing more than to spend the rest of my life with her.”
“I say yes. She’s done so much for all of us, and I have no doubt she will continue to do so. And we can do so much for her, we will with that ten-million promised.” Jayden actually looks at emotional. Tender.
I’m busy starting to cook the eggs in the bacon grease. I slide the ham into a skillet and pick up some of the cheese, giving it to Lucas to slice it so that it can melt.
“Yes, let’s do it.” Caleb puts toast in the toaster. Enough for all of us.
“Yes, for me,” says Lucas, getting out the jam and the butter.
“Then it’s settled. Breakfast in bed, plus a proposal, from all of us,” I say, feeling my heart flutter.
****
I’m the one to gently wake my Krystal — our Princess. The moment she comes awake, we’ve got breakfast ready for her on a tray.
“Hello, sweetheart. Good morning,” I say gently, helping her sit up, and putting the tray in her lap properly. “We made you breakfast in bed after such an exhausting night last night.”
All of my brothers sit on the bed next to her, helping her with various things; getting her hair out of her face, getting her a sip of coffee and then orange juice, cutting some of her food.
“We enjoyed our time last night with you,” says Gabriel.
“And we want it to continue,” says Caleb, eyes and smile brightening.
“If you are agreeable to it,” I say gently, watching her take the first bites of her food.
“We would like to ask your hand in marriage,” says Jayden.
“That’s what my brothers are stupidly trying to get at,” adds Lucas. “We would like you to be ours for a lifetime, if you have us, Krystal.”
Krystal stops eating, tears immediately coming to her eyes. “Oh my God.” Tears flow faster and longer down her cheeks. “Yes! Yes, yes! Five times yes! I will marry each and every one of you.”
She moves the food off her lap, and Jayden moves the tray onto the floor. Before the legs of the TV tray have even found their way to the wood flooring, I’m tearing off the blankets and sheets, lifting her up toward me. “Then let’s celebrate by making love as husbands to their wife,” I murmur thickly, feeling my cock immediately harden and rise.
“I’d love that,” says Krystal, and pulls herself into me. She lifts herself up and slides herself onto my cock. There, she begins to ride and twist on it, pulling off Lucas’s, Gabriel’s, Jayden’s and Caleb’s clothes. Once they are nude, she begins to suck their cocks, one after the other, being sure they are all tasted and loved. While she’s doing this, I’m pounding her up and down on my lap, enjoying how much tighter and hotter she feels this way.
“Fuck,” I growl, feeling my cock already swelling. It’s already becoming agitated and full. My orgasm isn’t far away.
Jayden pops out of her mouth first, making an audible sound as he does. “I’m going to take that beautiful ass of yours again,” he says, going to the other side of her. “Lift her up,” he orders. “Let me see that naughty little ass.”
I lift her up as he asks, so her cheeks and asshole are presented to him, without losing my place inside of her wet pussy. But the rocking motion against me, that’s enough to have Krystal crying out in pleasure. A spray of her juices coats my shaft and balls.
Gabriel grabs for her nipples and her tits over my head, as I sink her hips and pussy back down. Jayden’s cock immediately disappears in between her round, chubby cheeks. She flushes a bright, lusty red, biting her lip at whatever action Jayden’s doing. Gabriel tweaks her nipples. He slaps her tits, telling her to take his cock in her mouth.
She does obediently, sucking it deep. Making fast motions, she gags herself with it. Krystal coughs and spits on him, and in a sexy, porn star way, fondles his balls. Gabriel groans, and so does Jayden, as he begins to rock her back on him. He moves her up and down on his cock, before swapping her back to my hands for the same motions. I move her over me for deep, lingering penetrations.
Caleb starts kissing Krystal’s shoulders, her arms, her feet and thighs, as they become available to him, driving her crazy. I pound her faster, deciding to bring my hand down and cup her clit with it. Now she’s not just riding my cock in her pussy, Jayden’s in her ass, but she’s also riding my palm. My fingers along her clit.
Jayden comes first, filling her butt full of his seed.
I come right after, filling her center. Coating my own hand and clit with my load. It’s warm and slick, and I enjoy coating her lower lips and clit with it. Watching as her blush deepens, the shakes and quivers quicken.
Gabriel comes next, and I actually see her throat expand and contract with his fluids and the movement of his shaft. The way he quivers, quakes in her mouth, it’s clear it was a good one.
Caleb plunges himself into Krystal’s gaping, wet asshole. Like nothing, he slips in deep and strong. She wheels happily at his size and length, squeezing around me more. As she does, I feel the last bits of my load dribble out of me. My balls clench and twist, being squeezed dry. Wrung out, like a rag.
In no time at all, Caleb climaxes. I see it in the way stiffens. He practically becomes paralyzed as he arches up into her, grabs her from my lap, and slams her down onto his. As he does, white and clear juices sprinkle the sheets, coating his legs and mine.
Krystal swoons, giggling and crying and joy. She throws back her head and sprays on me. Just the barest grab of her lips and clit by her own hands, does this.
We all smother her in kisses, start to drink up what juices she’s made for us. She’s a miracle, and we don’t want to waste even one drop.
Epilogue
Krystal
In the months since I was proposed to buy all five of the Redfang brothers, a lot has changed for the better, and in ways I could’ve never predicted. I’m happier than I ever thought I would be. I’ve left my job at the Diamond Club. I’ve started my own business — a Renaissance and costume inspired clothing store. In just a few short months, I’ve gone from “just launching” my business to being super successful. I credit this with the support of my husbands-to-be. Between their marketing expertise, their artistic touches on the website and collection ideas, and of course, their love and support, I’ve blossomed.
I’ve flourished, and so have they. Red Wolf Winery is practically an institution in the town of Love’s Hollow. Nearly every place that’s anyplace serves their wine or sells it. We’ve become a tourist attraction as well, thanks to Gray Strongpaw adding us to his tour.
But for today we have got a different reason to feel happy, celebratory.
It’s the day of my wedding. Night, actually since we all decided it would be fun to do a costume ball. We planned a Renaissance wedding ceremony, since it was such a hit last time. But then it was for a wine tasting, and not for the most memorable night of my life.
Everyone is here. My friends Tina and Olivia, looking beautiful in their elegant ladies-in-waiting inspired gowns. I’m happy they were both able to attend, since Olivia is almost due to have her babies. Mary, my former coworker, is also here, and she is in a beautiful gown as well. More styled to be that of a Royal gardener, she sports flowers and leaf embellishments.
Emma, my soon to be sister-in-law, is here as well, looking stylish. Like a Duchess in her own right, with a gown worthy of her status.
Most importantly, though, my mother and father-in-law, the parents of my wonderful husband’s, are here. Katrina, their mother, and Wiley, their father. They are dressed like an old, but wise married couple. The Queen Mother and grandsire to me and my grooms. They sit in the front row, already getting teary. And the ceremony hasn’t even started yet.
My grandma is seated right next to Katrina, hitting it off swimmingly.
I smile at her and wipe away some tears. I was really hoping she would be here, but with issues concerning her ability to travel, I was afraid she might not make it.
My husbands, all looking like knights in shining armor, surrounding me, their Princess. I made my gown in accordance with every fairytale I’ve ever loved, every fairytale wedding I’ve ever studied, and the results are jaw-dropping, if I do say so myself. My outfit is made of huge plumes of white fabric, white lace, gold and silver beating, and a veil decorated with glittering, pearl-encrusted roses.
Then, right on cue, just as I planned with the musicians (I got a music troupe specializing in sixteenth and seventeenth century instruments and music pieces to play for us), the music starts. It’s a traditional wedding song, though it is nothing like the marches we so often hear. The moment it begins to play, the priest, the officiate of our wedding, appears.
Along with him are the ring bearers, each carrying rings. Some for my husbands, and the big one for me. It’s a balmy summer night, and as the wind picks up outside, it brings smells from the nearby vineyards into our gazebo. The sweet, juicy smell of grapes. Of futures to come.
