Her Best Men: A Brother's Best Friends Reverse Harem

by Rye Hart

  We watched my father leave as my boys trickled out to find us all on the porch. I could feel my body loosening up with the alcohol and my mind was as clear as day for the first time in months. I could never go back to that man. I’d never be able to find with him what I found with my boys. I felt them all huddled around me as I passed the flask back to Harper. Only this time, I felt someone’s arm thread around my shoulders.

  “Wanna hit up the Trent house like old times?” Harper asked, winking.

  “Sounds good to me. I’m not ready to go home anyway,” I said.

  “Hun, our home is practically your home,” Harper said.

  Hun.

  I was wondering if he was still gonna call me by that fun little nickname.

  We all made our way back up the mountain and parked out back of the Trent house. We made our way inside and dumped ourselves into the living room, and Chance was the one that started breaking out the liquor. Stories were told, memories were relived, and soon, Owen was accusing Rowan of lying about something or another.

  “You weren’t under that long,” Owen said. “Only a few seconds.”

  Rowan shook his head firmly. “I was under that water for damn near a minute, Owen. I’m serious.”

  “You’re an idiot,” Owen said.

  “And you’re pissed that you just have faulty memories of our childhood,” Rowan said.

  “You’re lying, and you know it,” Owen said.

  “I’m really not,” Rowan said.

  “If you’re not lying, then prove it. Run some water in the sink and let me hold you there for a minute.”

  “There are consequences for lying, you know?” Harper said. “I wouldn’t make Owen pony up.”

  “‘Pony up’? The hell you talkin’ about?” Blake asked.

  “Consequences?” I asked. “You mean like… Truth or Dare consequences?”

  “Hey, guys, Tinkerbell wants to play Truth or Dare!” Ethan yelled.

  “Not at all what I said,” I exclaimed.

  “Truth or Dare! Truth or Dare! Truth or Dare!”

  Soon, all the boys were chanting, drowning out my protests while I sighed and rolled my eyes. I plopped down onto the couch with my drink in my hand, shaking my head while all the boys settled around me. Their faces were beaming with delight while Chance refilled everyone’s drinks but I shooed him off when he tried to refill mine.

  “Empty stomach, guys,” I said. “Still gotta think straight.”

  “All right, ladies first,” Harper said.

  “What, I get blamed for the game being my idea and now I gotta go first?” I asked.

  “Ladies first. Ladies first, Ladies firs—”

  “All right, all right. Shut up with the weird voodoo chanting.”

  They all chuckled and relaxed as Owen eyed me carefully.

  “Kyra, truth or dare?” he asked.

  “Truth.”

  I watched a devilish grin settle onto his cheeks before he leaned forward and settled his elbows on his knees.

  “You have to tell us all which brother you’d prefer to fuck. You know, if you absolutely had to fuck one of us.”

  I stared at him incredulously before I started to shake my head.

  “I’d never be able to choose,” I said.

  “Oh, come on now,” Chance said. “Don’t be shy. Who would it be?”

  “It’d be me, obviously,” Ethan said.

  “You’re an idiot,” Harper said.

  “Let the girl talk,” Rowan said.

  “No, I’m serious,” I said. “I’d never be able to choose. Even if my life depended on it, I’d probably just end up dying.”

  “If you don’t wanna answer the question, you’ll have to do a dare as punishment,” Harper said.

  The grin on his face made my body shiver as I drew in a deep breath through my nose.

  “Fine,” I said. “If you can’t accept my answer, then dare it is.”

  “I’ve got a dare for you,” Ethan said.

  “Shoot.”

  “I dare you to kiss me,” Ethan said.

  The boys groaned but I found the dare utterly fascinating. Ethan’s trimmed beard and deep blue eyes called to me, like a bird looking for its mate. He got up from his seat and came over to me, holding his hand out for me. He was silently asking me for permission while his tall, muscular structure loomed over me and, for a moment, I thought about running my hands through his dark brown locks.

  I put my hand in his, signaling my permission, and he pulled me up toward his strong chest and captured my lips.

  The kiss sent a shot of electricity through my entire body. I felt dazed after, even though our tongues never once met. I pulled back and felt my eyes widen as Ethan’s smirk slowly fell from his face and I could tell he was just as shocked as I was.

  And all the faces of the rest of the brothers were stone-cold still.

  “My turn,” Blake said.

  “Truth or Dare?” Rowan asked Blake.

  “Dare,” Blake said.

  I was still wrapped up in Ethan’s arms while all this was going on around us.

  “I dare you to kiss Kyra,” Rowan said.

  I whipped my gaze over to Blake, my wide eyes shining as Blake reached for my arm. He wrenched me from his brother’s grasp and crashed his lips to mine, rendering me breathless while my head began to spin.

  My pelvis arched into him while his arms wrapped around me. His hands pressed into my lower back while my lips swelled against his.

  “Fuck the game,” Rowan said behind me.

  He stepped between Blake and me and cradled the back of my neck with his hand. His auburn highlights shone in the dim lighting of their living room while his green eyes pierced directly into my heart. His lips slowly came down onto mine, his tongue swiping lightly along my lips.

  I felt my knees grow weak underneath me as his strong arm caught me from falling to the floor.

  I was overwhelmed by the passion I felt. As Harper drew me into his arms and away from Rowan, I felt his hands cradle my body lightly. His kiss was unassuming and soft, like he was waiting for me to disapprove of what he was doing. The tips of our tongues connected just before my head cocked to the side and, the moment I threaded my arms around his neck, he deepened the kiss.

  The way his beard raked along my skin brought me endless amounts of pleasure.

  Soon, I was being twirled around in Owen’s arms. Owen’s kiss was surprisingly sweet for a man who boasted of the muscle and strength he had underneath his clothes. My hands fisted his flannel shirt and pulled him closer, our lips dancing against one another’s while his hand slowly worked its way through the tresses of my hair.

  Then I found myself standing in front of Chance, the oldest of the brothers. His light blue eyes stared down at me.

  He didn’t kiss me, not like the rest of the brothers did. I ran my hands up his strong arms, tracing the tattoos I could see before my fingers rounded his muscular shoulders. I could see the pain behind his eyes. The things he’d seen and done that he carried with him from his military days. He stared at me intently, his beard concealing the frown on his face as I slowly rose up onto my tiptoes.

  I couldn’t not kiss him. Not after the way everyone else had made me feel.

  Lightly, I cupped his cheeks within the palms of my hands. I pulled his lips down to mine, cradling his lips sweetly against my warmth. He moved with me, his hands hesitantly placing themselves on my hips and, when I pulled back from him, I could feel myself panting.

  I’d never been so turned on in my life. I could feel myself pooling into my pants while I was surrounded by burly, muscular, beautiful men. I looked deep into Chance’s eyes while I debated my next steps and, for once in my life, I decided to do something I’d wanted to do for years.

  “Truth?” I asked breathlessly.

  “Truth,” Chance said.

  “I want all of you,” I said as I looked around the room. “Every single one of you.”

  They were all stone-cold silent as
I drew in a deep breath through my nose.

  “Dare?” I asked.

  “Dare,” they all said in unison.

  “I want you all to fuck me,” I said. “Now.”

  I could see the emotions playing on all their faces, debating on whether or not to act. I could see that each one of them was hard, while my nipples rose to painful peaks behind my bra. I wanted them all to claim me, to take me as theirs and never let me go. I wanted to feel their bodies pressed against mine.

  I wanted all of them or none of them.

  That was what I truly wanted.

  Then, Chance leapt out toward me. He pulled me against his body harshly, crashing his lips into mine as he tugged my shirt over my head. Everything was a flurry of hands and lips and clothes. Fabrics being cast off to the side while Chance’s lips traveled down my chest. I could feel Owen seize my lips while Rowan whispered naughty pleasures in my ear and, in an instant, I felt Ethan’s naked body pressing against my back.

  The cock that slid between my legs had me shivering while Rowan’s words left me breathless.

  “The moonlight cascading over your skin has nothing on the sweat I’m going to pull from you,” Rowan said. “You’ll be begging for release by the time I’m done with you.”

  I was mindless with pleasure while the brothers kissed and suckled and lapped at every inch of my skin. I didn’t know who was who and I didn’t care. All I wanted was their love and attention and their bodies pressed against mine.

  Ethan cupped my breasts from behind and licked up my neck, causing my body to shiver, while a hand slowly slid between my legs. The rough callouses stroked my pussy, making me wetter than I’d ever felt before. I opened my eyes and looked down, seeing Chance with his hand dangerously close to penetrating my sopping wet folds.

  And his eyes were radiant with devious delight.

  “Are you all right?” Harper asked.

  The question stopped every single brother in their tracks while my body stood spread for their pleasure.

  “What?” I asked.

  “Kyra, open your eyes and look at me.”

  I fluttered my eyes open and took in Harper’s naked body. He was the perfect height for me and his body was strong. His biceps were chiseled and his abdomen rippled with the slightest movement. The pointers he had on his hips leading down to his massive cock beckoned to my tongue, but his eyes were filled with worry and hesitation.

  “Are you okay?” Harper asked.

  His light brown eyes had darkened with worry and I reached my hand out for him. I pulled him in for a kiss, feeling Chance’s finger hovering painfully close to my clit. I knew what he was asking. He was wanting to make sure this was my decision.

  My decision, since I had been drinking.

  “Yes,” I said. “I’m perfectly okay.”

  And just like that, Harper’s lips were on my neck. Chance’s finger teased my clit, causing my legs to tremble while Ethan massaged and tugged at my nipples. Harper sucked on one side of my neck while Rowan attached himself to the other and, suddenly, I felt someone’s tongue on my asshole while a rough pair of hands parted my ass cheeks.

  “Holy shit,” I said breathlessly.

  “I’ve always wanted to know how this ass would taste on my tongue,” Blake said.

  Blake lapped at my asshole while Chance continued to play with my clit, his finger slipping into my warm, wet pussy while the boys continued to mark my body. Mouths were on my nipples and teeth were grazing my skin. They took turns holding me up while my body was wracked with pleasure and my knees gave out underneath me. I could feel their cocks dripping against my skin as my hips bucked down onto Chance’s hands and, as I threw my head back and came, Rowan caught my lips with his.

  Our tongues danced around one another’s while I moaned, leaking my sweet juices onto Chance’s hand before he leaned forward and kissed my trembling thighs.

  “So beautiful,” Chance said.

  Chance stood up and, immediately, the boys moved for him. He took me into his arms and slid effortlessly into me, my legs dangling helplessly as he settled onto the couch. He helped me ride his cock into oblivion, my orgasm never stopping while his thumb made quick work of my clit.

  I had no idea when he rolled the condom he wore onto his cock, but I could hear all the other brothers ripping their’s open as they prepared themselves for me.

  One by one, I rode them until they met their release. Chance’s face tensed with pleasure while his thumb pulled another orgasm from my body. Harper picked me up off his cock and sat me down onto his lap, panting as I engulfed his dick with my wetness. His touch was tender and his kisses along my neck and shoulders caused me to shiver in delight as I rode him gently until his hips finally bucked wildly against me.

  We came together in a fury of sweat and curses, but I didn’t stay on his lap for long before Blake pulled me from him.

  I was passed around the room in a flurry of pleasure, my pussy pulling cum from their cocks as they spilled into their condoms. Their lips peppered kisses along my reddened skin while my body never really recovered from my climaxes and they all fused together as my eyes rolled into the back of my head. Blake pounded into me relentlessly, bouncing my tits while his mouth marked them with his teeth and, just as we came together, Owen pulled me into his lap.

  Only this time, I was facing out toward the room while he slid his thick dick into my caverns.

  “What a beautiful sight,” Chance said breathlessly.

  “Holy hell, you’re beautiful,” Blake said.

  “Our Tinkerbell,” Harper said. “Just for us.”

  Owen’s fingertips worked my pussy like magic while he stuffed me full of his cock. It didn’t take me long to reach my precipice with him and I pressed my head into his shoulder while my back reveled in the strength of his broad chest. His massive arms held me close while his lips ghosted over my neck and I shivered as his cock twitched inside of me, his body meeting its end while our sweat intermingled together.

  Ethan took my arms and stood me up before he picked me up by my ass. He sat down onto the coffee table while I straddled him, his face planted into my tits while I ran my fingers through his dark brown hair. He pressed kiss after kiss into my skin, grunting and groaning while I felt myself being drained of my energy. I could feel his hands drifting along my back and pulling me close and all I could do was hang on while he pounded up into my hips.

  And the moment we came together, Rowan picked me up and settled me into his lap.

  “How’re you feeling, beautiful?” he asked.

  “Wonderful,” I said breathlessly.

  “Got room for one more?” he asked.

  “Always,” I said, smiling.

  Slowly, we moved together while the other brothers caught their breath. The air of the room was tainted with the smell of sweat and cum and it didn’t take long for Rowan’s frustration to bubble to the surface. He came with a fury while his fingertips dug into my skin and the beautiful look of twisted pleasure on his face forced me over the edge for my final orgasm that night.

  A sloppy smile crossed my face as my back arched, bowing so deep I thought it would snap while Rowan kept me rooted to his hips. He filled his condom so much it began to leak out, so he pulled out of me quickly and sighed.

  I collapsed back down into his thin, strong body, feeling his green eyes looking down at me lovingly while he pressed a kiss into the top of my head.

  I remembered nothing else from that night as I passed out against his skin, surrounded by the naked bodies of my Lost Boys who had come to my rescue when I needed them most.

  I was never going back.

  Not after this.

  CHAPTER SEVEN - HARPER

  I tried to fight for a position next to Kyra while we all passed out in the living room, but Owen had edged me out. So, instead of trying to make myself comfortable on a pathetic chair, I simply went back to my room. I fell asleep with the smell of Kyra’s hair in my nose and I woke up before everyone else that next
morning. I descended into the kitchen to dig out something to make for breakfast, making sure I had enough to feed everyone.

  I spent most of my time in my room working. Life didn’t stop for a writer. I’d authored multiple books over the past few years that had garnered me a great deal of success and money but the reason why it worked was because I shut myself away. I allowed myself to get lost in these worlds I created and by the time I was done, I felt like I’d carved out my own best friends. I knew them like the back of my hands. Like the face in the mirror that stared back at me.

  I wanted to get to know Kyra and her body that way.

  Writing was something I enjoyed but it was also a way to give back to my brothers who had simply accepted me as I was. Dad struggled with how I was all the time because he was such an introvert himself. Our father struggled with anxiety about going out into society, which was why he’d settled us all on top of this mountain.

  All my brothers were fairly outgoing, but I had my Dad’s gene of cooping myself up.

  My brothers always defended me to Dad, even though they teased me about writing stories and shit. It was just what we did as brothers. I knew they were just playing and I was grateful for their aid whenever Dad tried to get me out into the city. I owed my career path to the fact that they continued to encourage me and, as I began frying up some bacon, I thought about the next book I was going to write.

  Then, Kyra came padding into the kitchen.

  I turned around and saw her beautiful legs poking out from a t-shirt she’d borrowed from someone. She was blinking the sleep from her eyes while she ran her hands through her tousled hair and I felt my chest tighten at her flushed skin. Never in my life had I seen her look as beautiful as she did right then and, as she moved to make a pot of coffee, I started to digest what had happened last night.

  I still couldn’t wrap my mind around it. I’d finally gotten my wish. I’d made love to Kyra just like I’d imagined I would for so many years. But it was still a bit odd. It wasn’t the two of us alone, like I thought it would be. Instead, it was my brothers and me, passing her around like she was just some trophy to be taken.

  I still wasn’t sure how I felt about that, even though I knew she enjoyed last night.