One Lucky Girl

by Natasha L. Black

  Trevor kissed the back of my neck, sending a rippling shudder through my body. Sean's lips met mine, and he gave me a kiss that was long, hard, and filled with fire and passion. My head was spinning, and I wanted to pinch myself to make sure I wasn't actually dreaming. When we came back up for air, I looked around. Nolan and Chase were gone, and my heart sank for the briefest of moments. I heard their footsteps and quiet, murmured voices downstairs. They'd left, apparently giving the three of us some privacy. It occurred to me that maybe, with the attention I was giving Sean and Trevor, they didn't feel welcomed in the bed too, and for that, I felt bad.

  I didn't have too much time to let the guilt eat way at me, though, as Trevor leaned forward, and nibbled my ear lobe,

  “We shouldn't be doing this,” he growled.

  He said the words, but he didn't stop. He didn't even make the pretense of stopping. It was like he was lobbing the words out there, daring me to stop it if I so wished. Sean pulled at the bottom of my shirt, then pushed it up, lifting it up higher. I shuddered as he exposed my belly before sliding his hands up toward my bare breasts. I hadn't been wearing a bra, and the look on Sean's face when he realized, when he saw my full, round breasts for the first time, was priceless. With wide eyes, he shoved his body forward, his erection connecting with my tummy before he started moving his hands lower.

  Trevor's erection was still between my thighs, and Sean's soon joined him. They took turns thrusting between my legs, finding a rhythm that meant one or the other was rubbing against my pussy at any given time. Their rhythm was so steady, I couldn't tell where Sean began, and Trevor ended, their cocks became like one between my thighs. Their hands explored my body as I melted between them, succumbing to the desire and forgetting about everything else that had happened that day. My entire body was nothing more than a live wire of need, desire, and passion, as I let go of everything, focusing all on the feel of their hands and lips on my skin.

  “He's right,” Sean groaned, flicking my nipple playfully. A smirk spread across his face. “We shouldn't be doing this.”

  “Should we stop?” Trevor teased, holding my hips steady as I trembled in pleasure, and he nipped the back of my neck gently.

  “No, please,” I begged, writhing between the two of them. “I need you.”

  “Need who?” Sean asked.

  “All of you,” I answered.

  I spoke without thinking about what I was saying, let alone what I meant. I'd just blurted it out in the heat of passion. There were only the two of them now, but the truth of the matter was, I wanted all four of them. Maybe it was wrong, but it was the truth. It was what I wanted with every fiber of my being.

  Sean took hold of my hand, moving it lower until it came into contact with his thick, engorged groin.

  “Even this?” he growled.

  “Yes,” I whimpered. “Yes, please.”

  Sean and Trevor shared a look between each other. In that unspoken communication, I caught a hint of hesitancy in Trevor's eyes, but Sean seemed to be game. The two of them rolled me over on my back, Trevor sliding my yoga pants down my thighs, while Sean removed my shirt, fully exposing my perky breasts for the first time. He gasped, then sunk down, taking a nipple into his mouth and sucked hard until I cried out. He had hold of my hands and pinned them above my head as I struggled to break free, to touch him, to wrap myself around him. Trevor discovered my other secret fairly quickly – I wasn't wearing panties in addition to not having a bra on. While I couldn't see him, I felt his fingers exploring the folds between my thighs, teasing my clit as Sean switched from one nipple to the other, taking my breasts into his mouth, his emerald eyes sparkling as he looked up at me. I felt the lips of my pussy suddenly spread open, and at the same moment that Sean moved up to kiss me, Trevor slid a finger inside of me, and it felt like a bomb went off low in my belly.

  Sean's lips were soft against mine, and his mouth warm and welcoming; as welcoming as my pussy was for Trevor. He buried his finger inside of me, making me quiver. I gasped audibly when he slid it out slowly, drawing out the sensations, before inserting two.

  I arched my back up off the bed, crying out in pleasure, then bit down on Sean's lip as Trevor fingered me. His fingers reached my cervix – he was touching me deeper than anyone had ever touched me before. An intense wave of pleasure crashed over me and it caused me to jump slightly, and Trevor pulled back just a little, still feeling every inch of me.

  My body spasmed with the absolute bliss of it, and I cried out, “Yes, yes.”

  Sean moved to the side a bit, adjusting himself, and I could see Trevor now. He stared up at me with an intense look on his face, an almost manic light in his eyes, as he kept his fingers moving in and out of me. Lowering his face toward my thighs, he flicked his tongue against my lips. I groaned, spreading myself wider, inviting him to explore me some more. He didn't hesitate. He dove straight in, his tongue taking the place of his fingers, and almost instantly, I felt my orgasm mounting.

  Sean sucked on my neck, his body pushing against the side of me. I felt the length of his hardness through his pants, and I reached down, stroking him through his clothing. He groaned, nibbling my ear lobe. Both of our hands pulled at his belt at the same time, and even with my trembling fingers, we were able to get his pants unzipped in record time. I slipped my hand down inside of his boxers, taking hold of him for the first time. His eyes fluttered open and shut, and he gasped as his throbbing cock filled my tiny hand, and I squeezed hard.

  With my thumb, I swirled the wetness around the head of his cock, watching his face contort into a look of pure bliss. Trevor buried his tongue inside of me, drawing a gasp from me, as my legs quivered, threatening to close around him. I fought the urge to squeeze my thighs together as pleasure rippled through me. I screamed out, squeezing Sean's cock harder than I'd intended, bringing a growl to his lips as well.

  “Trevor, please,” I begged.

  Ever since we'd gotten close to fucking that night, I'd dreamt of having him inside of me. Often. It had been fuel for my masturbation fantasies for a long time – and I needed him more than ever. I stared down at him, and he knew exactly what I was asking.

  And it was clear he wanted it too.

  He moved up my body, kissing every inch as he removed his belt and slipped out of his pants. I pulled at his shirt with my free hand and helped pull it over his head. He was suddenly naked, and it was a glorious sight. His ripped abs and toned chest were accentuated by a tattoo of an eagle on his right pec. My heart raced, and I craved his skin against mine. Without even asking, Trevor lowered himself on top of me, his erection sliding between my thighs. There was so much heat and wetness down there that and my thighs were slick with it.

  With one hand on Sean's cock, and one on Trevor's, I guided Trevor toward my opening. The head of his cock pressed against me as we gazed into each other's eyes. One thrust, that was all it would take to bring us the pleasure we'd denied ourselves for so long. It would take just one thrust of his hips, and we'd both finally have what we'd always wanted all along.

  “Please,” I said one more time.

  Before the words had even passed my lips full, Trevor buried himself inside of me, filling me up slowly. My eyes widened as he stretched me open, and I felt like I was being split in two. He was thick – so very thick – and my body wasn't used to it. He groaned, falling against me, buried balls deep inside of me. There was a look of relief in his eyes, as if a thirst he'd carried for so long had suddenly been quenched. I could see by the look on his face that he'd wanted this for a very long time. Finally, we were together. Our bodies were joined, and it felt amazing.

  He rocked back and forth slowly at first, his mouth kissing every inch of my face and neck. My hand had slipped from Sean's cock, and I felt bad for not including him. I looked over and caught him staring at me, a smile on his face. I was surprised to see that there was no hint of jealousy in his eyes, which was what I feared the most about a situation like this. I reached out and stroked his fa
ce, pulling him closer to me. He pressed his lips against mine as Trevor hovered over me, moving in and out of my body with a steady precision that made me quiver and shake.

  His grunts were low and desperate as he moved. His thrusts started to grow ever more erratic, and his breathing started to grow labored. He buried himself inside of me, going impossibly deeper, and my pussy clenched around him as I cried out. A burst of pleasure took me by surprise, causing me to bite down on Sean's lip by accident. He didn't mind. He held my face in his hands and kissed me deeply, drowning out the screams stuck in my throat as I came hard around Trevor's cock. My entire body shuddered and thrashed wildly, and there was a rush of warmth between my legs I'd never felt before in my life. Trevor thrust into me one last time, going deep as he could go, and then burst inside of me.

  We came together, and when it was over, he collapsed beside me. Sean continued kissing me, and his hands moved over my body. He went lower, circling my belly button.

  “Your turn,” I whispered against his lips.

  Sean pulled back and stared at me with an incredulous look on his face.

  “You mean...?”

  “Yes, that's what I mean,” I purred. “Fuck me, Sean. Please? I need you. I want you.”

  His eyes searched my face, as if he wasn't sure if I meant it or not. I would never play such a cruel joke on a man I cared about, and the look in my eyes must have reassured him that yes, I wanted that. He glanced over at Trevor and I did too. Trevor's smile was gone, replaced with a hardened, blank mask.

  Not wanting him to feel neglected, I turned over and kissed him deeply. His cock was already growing harder against me again, with just that kiss. The two guys shared a look – they were suddenly hesitant and, and a little bit awkward. I couldn't blame them really, but that was what I wanted. I wanted to please them both, at the same time. I wanted to feel them both inside of me, and if I'd had my way, I'd have had Nolan and Chase too. Sean grabbed hold of my hips, holding me steady. I groaned as he rolled me over on my stomach, positioning himself behind me, both of us facing the edge of the bed. He teased my opening with his cock for a long time as Trevor just watched.

  “Trevor, I want you in my mouth,” I called out.

  Trevor stood up slowly, never taking his eyes off me and Sean. Sean continued to tease, pressing the tip of his cock between my lips, bringing a groan from my throat before pulling away. Trevor stood before me, and I took him into my mouth. His hands were suddenly tangled in my hair, and before long, he was pumping his hips and fucking my mouth. Sean smacked my ass before grabbing it, lifting me up by the hips, and buried himself inside of me with one deep thrust.

  My lips trembled around his member as Sean jack hammered his cock deep inside of me. He wasn't as thick as Trevor, but he was long, and went deeper with each thrust. He fucked me with so much energy and force that I was close to orgasming again within seconds. Sean was desperate for release, his breathing ragged, and when I came, my entire body flailed around on the bed. My lips pulled back from Trevor's cock and I moaned loudly, gripping the sheets of the bed, pulling them off the mattress, as Sean filled me up with his cum.

  After the last wave of pleasure washed over me, I was exhausted and collapsed face down onto the bed. Sean fell with me. Trevor joined us on the bed, curling up beside me, stroking my cheeks as he kissed my forehead.

  I was once again sandwiched between the two men, my body alight with sensation and pleasure – and strangely enough, it wasn't awkward or weird in the least. In fact, it felt like that was exactly where I belonged. All I was missing were Chase and Nolan, and my life would be complete.

  Trevor kissed my face while Sean ran his fingers through my hair, dotting kisses along the back of my neck.

  I loved these men, and it was clear they loved me too.

  We'd fallen asleep in each other's arms, and I was the first to awake. I wasn't sure what time it was, but it was full dark in the cabin and outside as well. Sitting up, I searched for my phone in my purse on the nightstand. It was two A.M.

  Sean rolled over toward me, his hand resting on my thigh. He was still naked and gorgeous, the colorful ink looking black in the darkness of the room. Trevor was laying on the other side, his mouth open and he was snoring softly. I smiled and watched my men sleep, remembering how good it felt to be with them only hours before.

  A sound from downstairs caught my attention. As I laid there, hair on the back of my neck stood up, and a chill ran down my spine. My first thought was Brad that was breaking in, and that we were all in danger. I listened, knowing that I was safe as long as my guys were with me, but I feared for Chase and Nolan, who were both still downstairs. The sound came again, and this time I could place it. It was footsteps in the kitchen, soft and furtive. Then the fridge door opened and closed.

  Either Chase or Nolan was still up and was moving around down there. My cheeks burned red as I realized there was no way they couldn't have heard what had happened up here. I suddenly wondered if it would cause problems between the guys. After all, there'd been an unspoken rule that none of them were allowed to touch me, let alone sleep with me, or so it seemed. I swallowed my fears and slid off of the bed. Quickly pulling my yoga pants and shirt back on, I quietly walked down the stairs. I wanted to talk to whoever it was down there to head things off and try to keep the peace between everyone. I needed to let them know that I was more than okay with everything that had happened, and that there was nothing for any of us to be ashamed about.

  Though, truth be told there was some small stab of shame and guilt. It was more of a fear inside of me though that Aaron would have been upset with me for sleeping with not just one, but two of his friends. At the same time, no less. I pushed those thoughts away for now though. Best not to dwell on it at the moment. I'd handle that later. Right now, I needed to talk to the people who were still with me.

  My footsteps felt heavy on the stairs, each one seemed to echo through the entire cabin like a gunshot, and I prayed I didn't wake anyone else up. When I reached the bottom of the stairs I caught sight of Nolan standing at the window, his back to me, just staring at the whiteness of the storm outside. He hadn't heard me, but I caught sight of his reflection in the window just as he caught sight of mine.

  He turned, a glass of water in his hand and a small smile on his face.

  “Can't sleep?” I whispered.

  “That obvious, huh?” he teased, though his smile faded a bit as I walked closer to him. “You okay?”

  “Yeah, I'm good,” I said.

  Truth be told, I was very good after what had happened with Trevor and Sean, but that seemed to be probably not something Nolan would want to hear.

  “Good,” he said, turning his attention back to the window.

  I sidled up beside him and stared out at the snowy landscape. Snow was still coming down, though not as heavy as before. Maybe the storm was starting to blow itself out. It made the grounds and trees shimmer with a soft, reflected light. We didn't see a lot of snow in South Carolina, nothing like that, and it amazed me.

  “What are you thinking about?” Nolan asked me.

  “Oh, just how I'd like to be outside right now building a snowman,” I said.

  He chuckled. “Really? After everything you've been through so far, you want to go outside and play in the snow?”

  I nodded. “I do, yes,” I said, as I bit my lip and turned toward him. “After everything I've been through, I really just want to have some fun, and enjoy my life. Is that so wrong?”

  Yes, my question had more to do with the sex I'd had earlier and less to do with the snow, but my point still stood. Was it wrong for me to enjoy my life? I needed some happiness. After my brother's death, I'd sunk into a depression that I'd kept hidden away from the world. Back then, I'd latched onto Trevor, desperate to find some semblance of happiness, though, I ended up finding nothing but guilt instead. Then Brad came along, and things seemed fine, for a while. I had only been deluding myself this whole time.

  In that mom
ent, I realized I'd been looking for something --anything -- to make me feel alive and happy again.

  “No, Elise. There's nothing wrong with it,” Nolan said. “Just be careful, okay?”

  Tears welled in my eyes, and I stared at the white world outside again. Aaron had always loved the snow and had talked about how much he wanted to go skiing almost every winter. That was before he'd lost his leg. Afterward, he didn't want to do much of anything. Apparently, not even live. Even with a prosthetic it wasn't the same for him. He was never the same. He'd lost his way and his purpose in life.

  I genuinely feared I'd never be the same without my brother, because when he died, a part of me died along with him.

  Nolan put his arm around my shoulder and pulled me close to him, and I took comfort in his presence. Resting my head on his shoulder, I let it all out. I cried, not for the end of my relationship with Brad, but for my brother. Brad had only ever been a placeholder, someone I'd hoped might bring me happiness one day. Now, however, I had to put my faith in something else.

  My period was still late. I could be a mother very soon, and that thought hit me like a ton of bricks. For the first time, I realized what it might mean, and I wasn't scared or sad at the idea anymore. In fact, I felt a sense of relief, like a part of me had been returned. A child would never fully replace Aaron – nothing would ever do that – but a baby would give me a sense of purpose that I'd been lacking for so long.

  Nolan lifted my chin, forcing me to meet his brown eyes. He wasn't wearing his glasses again, and his hair was tousled a bit. His lips spread into a slow, sweet grin, causing my heart to skip a beat.

  I'd just had sex with two of his friends, and there I stood, feeling like my heart might burst from my chest if I didn't kiss him. Guilt washed over me, but I couldn't bring myself to move. He was so gorgeous. Touching his cheek, I reveled in the soft and baby smooth feel of his skin. With eyes that glittered in the darkness, he looked down at me like I was the most beautiful creature he'd ever laid eyes on, and it took everything in me not to kiss him.