by Chloe Lang
She looked back at her father’s letter, and then she crumbled into a fit of uncontrollable sobs. The five Strongs, who had all professed their love to her, gathered around her, providing the comfort she so desperately needed.
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Charly sighed. She was done crying and, thankfully, also done answering questions. The detectives from Carson City had kept her for about an hour, wearing her out. Once they seemed satisfied, but with the stipulation she would likely be called back for more questioning, she was released.
Tobias, Nate, Heath, Dax, and Drake had never left her, even when the men had demanded they should. She was grateful for that.
Now, she sat on the sectional at Tobias’s home. Actually, it was his, Nate, and Heath’s home. Jessie had told her about how each of her guys had built their own homes when they were very young—a Wilde family kind of rite of passage.
“None of you live here?” she asked, still confused.
“Nope. Parents’ rules,” Tobias said. “Build it. Fill it. Once we find a wife, then we can move in after our wedding.”
Though they’d given her a tour of the entire home when she’d first arrived, Charly looked again around the beautiful great room, taking it all in. The room was expansive. The sectional, which was so comfy, was formed into a U shape and was large enough to seat twenty people. The ceiling, over twenty feet above her head, was rustic with its rich wooden planks and large supporting logs. The fireplace was stone and went all the way up to the highest peak in the pitch of the roof. “You guys did this yourself?”
“With our very own hands, sugar.” Nate smiled, placing his arm around her shoulders.
“You like it?” Heath asked, sitting next to Nate.
“Very much.”
Tobias, who sat to her left, squeezed her hand. “It still needs a woman’s touch, sweetheart.”
Dax and Drake sat on the floor in front of her.
Dax grinned. “If you think this is nice, you should see the family home we built for you, Charly.”
“Yeah, this place is a dump,” Drake added. His teasing tone made all the brothers laugh.
But Charly wasn’t in a laughing mood. “You guys can’t make me choose. Surely, you all know that by now.”
“We wouldn’t think of it, sweetheart.” Tobias pushed her hair out of her face, and his fingers traced her chin. “We love you. None of us are willing to make you suffer. It’s going to be hard. The town is going to have to digest this, but most will come around.”
“Those that don’t…fuck ’em.” Nate kissed her cheek.
Her heart leapt for joy in her chest. Then she thought about the one Strong that was obviously absent. “Where’s Seth?”
The guys didn’t answer her.
“Well?” she asked more forcefully.
Without warning, the five men undressed her. Tobias and Nate had her top and bra off in a flash. Heath was working on removing her pants and panties. The twins removed her shoes. They looked like a pack of hungry wolves, and she was their willing prey.
“You think this is going to derail me from thinking about Seth? About how crazy I am for staying in Wilde this long and not looking for a job? About what happened to my dad?”
“Yes,” Dax stated flatly.
She knew it might. Her body was already buzzing and taking the front seat, pushing her resistance to the back. “So I guess you want to have sex? Why should I let you?”
“Do you think we were asking for permission, sub?” Nate asked. “We aren’t.”
She trembled deliciously at the forcefulness in his tone. “Tell me where Seth is, please.”
“He’s moving some heifers to another pasture. That’s all.” Tobias kissed her neck. “No more questions, sweetheart. We’re taking what we want.”
“And we know you’re going to love what we have in store for you,” Drake stated, rubbing her calves.
Charly moaned as fifty fingers rubbed her into a warm shade of delirium. Then she spotted the items on the other side of the sectional that she’d somehow missed when coming into the home. There were paddles, cuffs, vibrators, lotions, and more sex toys she couldn’t identify. Her cowboys were about to put her through the wringer, which thrilled her beyond measure.
“So is our little sub ready for some fun?” Nate asked.
“Yes, Sir.”
Heath kissed her, and her entire body softened. His tongue swept into her mouth, and she became tingly.
Nate pinched her nipples through her shirt. “Bro, you should hold back the rewards from our pet until she’s earned them.”
“I know. I just couldn’t help but taste her sweet lips.”
“Now, little one, time to warm up your pretty little ass.”
She chewed on her lower lip as the cowboys flipped her around on top of Tobias’s lap. She could feel his hard-on through his jeans, and her pussy began to ache.
“Hand me that paddle, Drake. Not that one…the black one. Right. That’s it. Perfect.” Tobias took the paddle from Drake’s hand.
“How many licks, Sir?” she asked timidly.
He pinched her left ass cheek with enough force to cause her to gasp, pushing her closer to the sweet trance state she loved.
“From now until we’re done, pet, no talking unless we ask. Of course you can call out your safe word if you need to, but other than that, keep your pretty lips shut. Got it?”
She nodded. Her cowboys were in charge for these fun and games. All she had to do was obey and enjoy the ride.
“I think each of us should give five whacks to this lovely ass.” Tobias’s tone was wicked and playful. “Let’s let this sub know whose ass it is. Not hers. It’s ours.”
His dirty, possessive talk was getting to her, and she felt her clit and nipples begin to throb and her sex begin to dampen.
“Let’s blindfold her,” Nate suggested.
“Like where you’re going with this, bro.” Tobias slipped a blindfold over her eyes. “She won’t be able to see, but she will definitely be able to feel.”
There was something amazing about how they made love to her. Sometimes soft and gentle. Other times dominant and rough. Both worked to provide her with incredible pleasure. The latter kind of sex let her mind rest from all its troubles. It was an amazing place they created through discipline play and sweet pain that encompassed all of her mind, body, and soul.
“What about using headphones on her?” Dax asked. “I’ve seen it done at The Masters’ Chambers before.”
“Another terrific idea.” Tobias’s voice came out deeper and hungrier than she’d ever heard it before, causing her to tremble with anticipation of what was to come.
“Here. Use my iPod,” Drake offered. “I got something she might like.”
“Some of your pussy music, bro,” Dax teased.
“It’ll get her in the mood. You’ll see.”
She felt them place the little buds in her ears, and the music drowned out all other sound. Brandy and Chris Brown sang their latest. Now, without sight or sound, all her focus turned to what she was feeling. Tobias’s hand rubbed her bottom, making her tingle.
The next instant, a sting spread over the middle of her ass. Tobias had slapped her backside with the black paddle.
Slap. Slap.
She cried out, but couldn’t hear herself as Brandy and Chris continued to tell her to put something down and promised that if she did, she might fall in love.
Slap. Slap.
She felt the tears roll out of her eyes and the release of all her worries leaving her body. Suddenly, her cowboys lifted her up and placed her on another lap. She inhaled deeply, recognizing Nate’s scent of fresh-cut timber and leather.
Slap. His paddling was just a bit harder than Tobias’s, and it sent her even closer to the dreamy space she craved.
Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap.
Her entire body was shaking, and her pussy was completely soaked.
The brothers lifted her up and placed her on another lap. She knew this one was H
eath’s. Another round of licks from the wonderfully wicked paddle, and she felt floaty and warm.
Her ass was on fire after Drake and Dax each took a turn with the paddle. The world outside didn’t exist in the trancelike state they’d pushed her into. The only thing that mattered was pleasing these cowboys.
“Roll out the blanket, Dax.” She heard Tobias’s order even over the music in her ears.
They moved her to the soft blanket. She felt them take off the headphones, allowing her to hear their heavy breathing. Then the blindfold was removed, and she saw she was on the floor in the middle of the room. Her men, looking like a hungry pack of wolves, surrounded her. They were all completely naked with hard cocks that were meant for her body.
“My God, you look beautiful,” Tobias confessed. “Time to reward you for taking your licks so well, kitten.”
Nate sucked on her nipples with abandon, driving her mad with want. Dax rubbed and licked her thighs, making her deliciously woozy. Drake kissed her silly. Heath fingered her sex, causing her clit to ache beyond reason. Tobias applied lube to her ass, evoking a hot flash inside her entire body. Then, when his fingers began stretching her back there, she began shaking violently.
Her cowboys tasted, touched, and massaged her until her need was so strong she thought she might die.
“Let’s claim our woman.” Nate’s voice rumbled in his chest as he rolled a condom down his shaft.
Tobias nodded, putting a rubber on his dick. Then he rolled her onto her stomach. She felt the tip of his cock pierce her ass’s entrance. He pumped into her slowly. The sting gave way quickly to a more powerful feeling, which made her vibrate from head to toe.
She ground her pussy into the blanket, trying to find relief from the overwhelming need. Suddenly, Tobias rolled onto his back, pulling her along with him, keeping his dick seated in her ass.
Heath ordered, “Charly, stroke Dax’s and Drake’s cocks.”
She instantly obeyed, squeezing each of their dicks. They both moaned. Knowing she was pleasing them increased her own desire.
“I’m going to feed those lovely lips a treat.” Heath got on the floor next to her and positioned his cock inches from her mouth. “Lick me, sweetheart.”
She touched the tip of his dick with her tongue, tasting the silky, salty drop there. Slowly, Heath pushed his cock down her throat while stroking her hair. Though he was long and thick, she was able to take all of him.
Nate crawled on top of her, thrusting his cock into her sex, melting her into a hot, bubbling mess.
Her toes curled, and her womb tightened, as the five Strongs claimed every part of her. As sensations from her orgasm blew her apart, she was amazed when all her cowboys came in unison inside her body and in her hands.
She let go of her fears and dared to dream of a life in Wilde.
Chapter Eight
With Jessie’s cell in hand, Charly tiptoed to the bathroom, looking back at her five naked cowboys, each sprawled out in different spots on the sectional. The morning sun coming in through the windows highlighted their amazing bodies. Tobias was the traditionalist of the bunch, but he was willing to break free of old ways to make her happy. Nate was the nonconformist, but he was ready to walk down the aisle with her. Heath was a manipulative bastard, but she couldn’t help loving him for it. He knew what he wanted, and by God, he was willing to do whatever it took to get it. Thankfully, he wanted her. Dax had opened her up to new ways of pleasure, and he was ready to show her more. And Drake was her first, the one who had started her on this journey of discovery. He’d been the first man to touch her since that awful night with Darren. He’d been patient and so very kind. God, she loved them all, and remarkably they loved her, too.
Quietly closing the bathroom door behind her, she turned on the light. She grabbed one of the plush towels hanging on the rack and wrapped herself in it.
She’d gotten a glimpse of the room during her tour when she’d first arrived, but hadn’t stayed long enough to fully appreciate how gorgeous it was. She’d seen double sinks before in a bathroom, but never quadruple, not until now. To the left, a sliding glass window opened to a magnificent view of the mountains behind the home. There was an infinity tub, large enough for a crowd and a place she could see herself relaxing for hours.
She turned the handles and began filling the tub with warm water. A long soak was just what Charly needed, after she made the call to her mother.
The walls in the bathroom were made of slate stacked stone, another rustic element to the home. There also was a shower enclosure that had more showerheads, sprays, and wands than she could count. Like the bath, all her guys and her would fit easily into it.
She lowered the lid on the commode and sat down. She clicked on the name at the top of her favorites list and put her cell to her ear.
“Hey, sweetie. How are you doing?” Her mother’s voice warmed her very soul.
“I’m good, mom. How are you?” She had already called her mom on the way to the elder Strongs’ home after leaving the detectives. Telling her mother about her dad’s death was one of the hardest things she’d ever had to do.
“I’m okay, Charlene. I’m all cried out. Your dad did have good in him, you know.”
“I know,” she said, recalling the letter.
“He just didn’t have it in him to change. I wish he had. God help me, I would’ve taken him back even after everything he did to me.”
Charly had been her mother’s caregiver for so long. Hearing the pain in her mom’s voice clicked her into that role right away. “Mom, you need to rest. I know this is a lot to take in, but you have to take care of yourself.”
“I am, honey. I am. Actually, I’m doing much better. The new meds are working quite well.”
“New meds?” she asked, confused.
“Yes, sweetheart. I thought you were the one who set up the appointment with Dr. Gupta.”
“Who?”
“He’s one of the leading experts in the field that covers my disease. His nurse called me and told me about the appointment. Apparently someone from Wilde had set it up. I thought it was you.”
“Not me, mom.” One of her guys had done that, she bet. Likely, Tobias. “How much was the charge?”
“No charge, honey. Don’t worry about that. My check just went in, and I’ve caught us up on some of our bills. We’re going to be fine.”
Charly sighed, knowing how well her mother was doing. Time to let her know my plans. “Mom, I’ve decided to stay in Wilde. I’m going to turn down the job in Malibu.”
Since she’d been in Wilde, the Strong brothers had protected and taken care of her. She’d lost her father and all her belongings and they’d never left her side. And now they’d possibly even saved her mother’s life. There was no more denying to anyone, including her mother, the truth about how she felt. She loved these rough and rowdy cowboys and wasn’t about to leave them. Her old goals vanished and a new dream of being a wife and mother sparkled like a diamond to the forefront of her mind. She would find a way to use her skills in Wilde another way. I wonder if there’s a local therapist? If not, I’m ready to hang up my shingle.
She stifled a laugh, imaging what family therapy would be like here—couples therapy, triples therapy, quadruples therapy, and so on.
“I see, Charlene. Tell me about the guy who stole my little girl’s heart.” Her mother’s voice was light and happy sounding.
“You’ve always been so intuitive with me, mom.”
“More than you know, Charlene. I’m so proud of you. You’ve accomplished so much. You’ve helped me for so long. You deserve happiness.”
Tears rolled down her cheeks. “Mom, you know about Jessie’s guys.”
“Yes. You, too? Oh my, Charlene.”
“Please, hear me out.”
“I will. I won’t judge, but frankly it will take me a bit to get used to the idea of you with more than one man. I will, though, honey. In time.”
“I know, mom. I never thought anythi
ng like this would happen to me, but there’s something about this town that gets into your blood before you know. Things you didn’t think possible are suddenly happening.”
“How many guys do you have, honey? Five, like Jessie?”
“Six, mom.”
A gasp came through her cell, causing Charly to hold her breath. Then when her mother started giggling, so did she.
“Six. You have always been an overachiever, Charlene.”
“I’m worried about one of them, mom. Seth. I can’t read him. Sometimes I think he’s into me, but other times I think he doesn’t give a damn about me.”
“Charlene, you’re overthinking things, I bet. You’re brilliant, but sometimes that gets you to overanalyze things. Just go with your heart. What is it telling you to do, sweetie?”
“To go for it.”
“Then it’s all going to work out. You’ll see.”
“I believe it will.”
“You know, Charlene, I think I need to come to Wilde to meet them myself.”
She loved hearing her mother in such good spirits. Perhaps the new meds were working miracles. “I would love that. I’ll call you tomorrow, mom. I love you.”
“I love you, too, sweetie. Talk to you soon.”
Charly clicked her cell off. The tub was nearly full, and she could see the steam rising off the surface of the water. She sat her phone down next to one of the sinks. Putting her toes into the water to test the temperature, the warmth made her smile. It was just right. She dropped the plush towel to the side so that it would be within reach when she finished her bath. Then she stepped into the tub, immersing her entire body, even her head, into the deep tub. After a few seconds under the water, she lifted her head up and placed it in the curved slope meant for reclining.
Charly closed her eyes and drifted off. For how long, she wasn’t sure. When the door to the bathroom opened, she peeked at who was coming in. It was Tobias, still very naked. He smiled and walked over to her.
“Hi, baby. How are you feeling?”
She sighed. “Amazing, cowboy. Simply amazing.”
He got into the tub with her, positioning his body next to hers.
