Sons of Justice 6: A Painter Walks into an Irish Pub (Siren Publishing LoveXtreme Forever)

by Dixie Lynn Dwyer

  “Look at this ass and this tattoo. Holy fuck,” Pisces said, and she felt his fingers slide into her channel and then up over her anus. Other hands caressed her thighs on either side. They were all touching her, stroking her, and she felt such a connection she bobbed her head up and down faster.

  “That’s it, baby. Holy God, I’m there, honey. Unless you want to swallow me, you need to pull out. Thylane. Thylane.”

  Finlin said her name, and she gripped his hips as he went to pull back, and she felt his cock swell and then the feel of his cum shoot at the back of her throat. She struggled to swallow and not gag. She did it. She suckled and licked him clean until he was pushing her back and moaning.

  “Fuck.”

  He teetered, and Stack and Rusty laughed. But then Pisces was behind her, his bare chest over her bare back and he was thrusting his fingers faster, deeper into her cunt. She gripped the comforter, on all fours as he used his fingers like a cock and stroked her hard.

  She rocked her hips, and then Rusty gripped her chin and brought her mouth to his cock. She saw it in a second and immediately opened for him. He was completely naked, and the sight of his hipbones, the deep ridges of muscles upon muscles, the thickness of his cock and the width of him intimidated her and aroused her at once. She inhaled his scent, different than Finlin’s. She would learn each of them. She wanted to, and the thought was instant as she sucked him down and began to bob her head up and down on his shaft.

  “Jesus, woman, you’re a natural seductress. You’re so fucking beautiful. My God, your mouth. Holy fuck, her mouth is hot, wet, and so good,” he chanted and slid a palm to her breast and pulled and tugged on the nipple.

  Pisces was stroking her harder and whispering into her ear.

  “You’re going to be our woman. We’re going to take such good care of you. They’ll never be any other men but us. You understand me, baby? We’re going to possess you in every way and make you ours. No other men ever again. I want to make love to you. I want to fill you with my cock and hear you beg for more. For all of us.”

  She moaned and thrust back at his fingers.

  “I’m there. I’m fucking there, baby,” Stack said and rocked his hips, making her feel like she could gag, and she panicked a moment but then felt his cock thicken and then the burst of cum collide against her throat as she sucked him down until he pulled back, cursing like Finlin had.

  “Please, Pisces. I want to. I want to give you guys my virginity. Please.” She rocked against his fingers.

  “You need to be sure, Thylane. We don’t want regrets. You’ve never been pleasured like this. It’s natural to feel out of control and needy for more,” Finlin told her.

  She looked at him with tears in her eyes.

  “I never felt like this with any other man. I waited for the right one. I found you. All of you. I want to make love. I want you all to be my firsts.”

  Pisces pulled his fingers from her pussy and wrapped an arm around her waist and lowered her to her back. “Are you sure?” he asked her, stroking her cheek.

  She grabbed his wrist. “Make love to me. All of you. Teach me to make you happy, to satisfy you. Show me what makes you—”

  He covered her mouth and kissed her, and she could hear movement around her and wondered what was going on when the lights lowered down and a soft glow filled the room. Pisces lifted from her lips and smiled then stroked her cheek.

  “Do we need condoms?” he asked her.

  She shook her head. “I have an IUD, but if you’ve been, you know, with a lot of women…” He pressed his finger over her lips.

  “We told you not to believe the stories. We haven’t been with any since before coming here to Repose a few months ago. We’re clean and safe. Get checked regularly because of our positions in the military.”

  She swallowed hard.

  Then, when he lifted up to climb off the bed, she saw the glowing lanterns and Stack, Rusty, and Finlin completely naked. Pisces was undoing his pants as Finlin slid onto the bed, spread her thighs, and lowered over her. She felt his thick, hard cock tap against her wet pussy. She reached up and cupped his cheeks, looked into those gorgeous brown eyes, and absorbed his beauty. The short dark brown hair, his fierce eyes, and those intricate, defined muscles like some heavyweight professional boxer. His muscles had muscles.

  “Tonight we make love and possess you in every way. We take you together, Thylane, the way a ménage is supposed to work. You understand?” he asked.

  “Will it hurt?” she whispered.

  “Hell no. When we take you together, you’ll be so wet, so far gone and lost in the sensations that it won’t hurt. It will bring you pleasure. That’s our job from this moment forward. To bring you pleasure, to make you feel cherished, protected, and part of us, part of this team.”

  “I want that,” she said to him.

  “Then remember the one rule above all others you will learn. Submit to us. To our command, to our control, to your men.” He lowered down and kissed her.

  She wasn’t quite sure why she did it, except knowing that they liked it earlier and seemed to reward her for it, but she raised her arms up above her head and opened her thighs wider against his hips. Finlin lifted up, releasing her lips, and squinted. He then stroked her nipple with his finger.

  “You will be our everything. You were meant for us and us for you.” He then turned to his men. “Together. Bring her pleasure. Make her beg for more.”

  He then lowered down and suckled her breast then trailed his mouth to her pussy and stroked his fingers and tongue into her. Stack slid onto the top of the bed and gripped her wrists then lowered to kiss her forearms as Pisces and Rusty slid onto the side and began to feast on her breasts. All four mouths descended upon her at once, and she moaned and wiggled, and when she thought she might go insane from the sensations of being feasted up, they pulled back and Finlin aligned his cock with her cunt and held her gaze and her hips as Pisces and Rusty stepped back, but Stack remained holding her wrists.

  “Let him in. Accept us as your lovers, your protectors and guardians,” Stack said.

  “Yes. Yes, please. Please.”

  Finlin slowly began to push into her cunt and then slid his hands up her arms as Stack released her, and he entwined their fingers, held her gaze, and thrust all the way in, breaking that small barrier and changing her body forever.

  * * * *

  Finlin was overwhelmed with emotions, with such possessiveness of Thylane, that he thrust deeper and deeper, making her moan, and then he covered her mouth and kissed her. He took her virginity. His team would be the only men, the only lovers, who got to take from this body. He thought about the danger she had almost been in. What if Yorkshire had gotten his hands on her? What would he have done? He tightened up and thrust deeper then cupped her cheeks and held her gaze as she panted and her eyes glazed over.

  “You feel so good, so tight and wet. You’re mine now. Always.” He pressed his lips to hers. He continued to thrust and stroke into her channel, and she tightened up and came. He couldn’t take the sensations, the heightened arousal at knowing he’d taken her virginity, and he stroked faster and gripped her hips, lifted up, and came inside of her.

  He rolled to his back, taking her with him, and he stroked her hair from her cheeks then cupped a breast.

  “Are you okay?” he asked.

  “Better than okay.” She pressed her lips to his.

  He held her close, ran his palm along her ass, and locked gazes with Pisces then Stack and Rusty. This was happening. They all wanted her, and he hoped they realized that Thylane was special and they needed to fully commit to her.

  “Let the others make love to you, too, and take your virginity, as well.” He kissed her forehead.

  She squeezed him tight and then licked her lips and pulled back as he rolled her to the side and got up, giving her a wink as Rusty took his place. Finlin pulled on his pants and then took a seat by the doorway with the realization that he still needed to remain on guar
d, watching over his team as they made love to their woman, ultimately expanding their family, as well as the amount of protection they all would provide for her.

  He heard her soft purrs. Saw her run her fingers through Rusty’s hair, her nails over his muscles on his back, and he waited, anticipating taking her all together after they’d taken her one by one. His cock was already hardening once again.

  * * * *

  Rusty gripped Thylane’s hips and stared down into her eyes. He looked over her body, the swell of her large breasts, the tight buds, and then lower over her taut belly to her pussy. She was wet, lifting her hips, more than ready to be made love to again.

  “This is so different. Feels completely different,” he told her, stroking her hair from her cheek and cupping it. She ran her palms up his forearms, squeezing them as if impressed with his muscled physique. He hoped she was. He hoped that she wasn’t turned off by his scars or scared of his size. He slid his finger along her lip and let his cock push against the entrance of her pussy.

  “Different good?” she asked. He gave a small smile.

  “Different good, Thylane. I feel everything. My senses are in overdrive. Hell, I’m talking instead of thrusting.” He winked. Her face went flushed, another indication of her inexperience. He was her second lover ever. Holy fuck.

  He lowered his lips to hers and kissed her, and her hands slid over his back, bring a pathway across his skin that seemed to penetrate to her heart. His gut clenched. What the fuck was this? How could one, sexy young virgin in danger affect him so deeply and completely? He tried resisting the need to have her and possess her, but as her hands slid along his sides and then to his ass as he began to push his cock into her pussy, he lost focus. His one objective was to possess her, own her, mark her his woman and his team’s. A first, for all of them.

  He pulled back, gripped her hips, and thrust fully into her cunt.

  “Rusty!” she exclaimed, and he slid his hands up her arms and pushed them above her head. He lowered down to lick and suckle a breast, his heart racing, his dick already growing inside of her as he remained still. What the fuck? He felt like coming already. No fucking way. He lowered down to suckle her breast, to take his mind off marking her with his seed, claiming her in every way. Then his mind thought of the next steps. Taking her together, fucking her ass, her mouth, her cunt. He was going insane as he suckled hard and pulled. She came, lubricating his cock, and he couldn’t take it.

  “Holy fuck, Thylane. Never like this. Never, baby.” He clenched his teeth and gritted down, ramming into her fully. She lifted her thighs and moaned and gasped. He needed control, to not come inside of her so soon, but the need, the sensations were overpowering. My God, she’s everything and then some. She’s mine. She’s ours.

  “Thylane, holy God, I can’t hold back. Too good. I feel too fucking much. Fuck.” He thrust and thrust, and she cried out and moaned. He felt her tighten up as if he was thrusting too hard, but he couldn’t stop, just three more strokes and he roared as he came inside of her. She relaxed and exhaled, and he kissed her everywhere he could. He cupped her cheeks, kissed her mouth, her jaw, and neck and then rolled to his side when he realized he was crushing her. She lifted her thigh, and he ran his palm up to her ass and then over the crack as he pulled out. Her cream dripped, and he stroked it over her ass and held her gaze.

  “We will possess every inch of you. All of you will be ours tonight. All of you.”

  “Yes,” she said, and he pressed his mouth to hers and slid a finger into her ass. She grabbed his shoulders.

  “Rusty?” She panted.

  “Relax and let us get every inch of you ready for cock. Every inch.” He slid his finger in and out of her ass, and then she climbed up him, giving Rusty better access to her ass as she lifted her hips and rocked against him.

  “She’s a goddess. We’ve got ourselves a fucking goddess,” Pisces said, joining them. “I’m, next, baby. You got my cock super fucking hard.” Pisces slid to her side. Rusty pulled his finger from her ass and lifted her up.

  “Ride him. Learn his body. Learn how to please your men.” He slid his palm along her ass then lifted her onto Pisces.

  Pisces cupped her cheeks and pulled her down over him. Rusty watched Pisces’s hands slide up and down her back and then to her ass. When Thylane slid her palm over Pisces’s cock, somehow Rusty’s cock hardened once again. He gave a wink to Finlin as Stack tapped a tube of lube in his hand and watched Thylane lower down over Pisces’s cock. Rusty went to the bathroom, looked at himself in the mirror, and still felt his heart racing, but also something different. He felt different, connected to her, as well as to his team, even more. He slid his hands through his hair and stared at the reflection in the mirror. We’re claiming guardianship of Thylane immediately. No other men will have what is mine, what’s ours. Never.

  * * * *

  Pisces moaned as Thylane gripped his cock and lowered down over him. His head rolled back, and her breasts pushed forward. Her hands gripped his shoulders, and she sat there panting.

  “Lift up and down, ride my cock, get a good feel for it. Take from me what you need, what you desire. Come all the fuck over me, baby. Do it,” he ordered, gripping her hips and helping to lift her up. Her sitting still on his dick was fucking torture. When she moved, the deep, carnal sensations heightened and he felt completely stimulated and needy. He thrust his hips up, and the bed dipped.

  She tightened a moment but then relaxed at Stack’s voice.

  “I’m right here, too, sweetness. I’m going to get this ass ready for us. We’re going to fill every hole. Claim you fully as our woman. Understand me?” Stack asked and ran his palm up and down her back. Pisces locked gazes with Stack.

  “Slow and easy. No pain or we stop,” Pisces said.

  “They’ll be no pain. She wants this. She wants us all to claim her, possess her, and protect her. Ain’t that right, baby?” Stack asked, sliding his hand under her hair and tilting her head to the right so he could kiss her. The sight was a turn-on as Pisces thrust up, felt his cock grow thicker, and he knew he wouldn’t last.

  “Get her ass ready,” he commanded and gripped her hair, bringing her lower to kiss him.

  Stack moaned and kissed her neck and shoulder. She tightened up.

  “Just lube to ensure there’s no pain, honey. Ride my fingers. Get used to me spreading this asshole and making room for our thick, hard cocks. You got us all riled up, sugar. Fuck, I can’t wait to claim this ass.”

  Smack.

  She jerked.

  “Fuck, Stack, I’ll come,” Pisces reprimanded, and Stack replied, “Not yet, brother. Finlin, Rusty, come on.”

  The bed dipped, and Pisces saw Finlin climb up, stroking his cock. Thylane lifted up and looked at him.

  “Ready for us?” he asked, and she nodded.

  “Words,” he commanded.

  “Yes.” She moaned as Pisces thrust upward and Stack thrust fingers into her ass a little faster and deeper. Pisces watched Thylane close her eyes and breathe.

  “Are you okay?” Finlin asked her. She nodded, but her eyes were closed.

  “No, sweetie, words, tell us what you want, what you need, what you feel?” Pisces said.

  She opened her eyes. “I want so much.”

  Pisces gave a soft smile and eased his palm along her hip. “We do, too. It will be incredible. Making love together. Connecting like this.”

  “If you aren’t ready…” Finlin said and held her cheeks.

  “No, Finlin, I want to. I’m just scared. Intimidated, actually.”

  “Intimidated how?” Stack asked and stroked his hand up under her hair to her neck then down under her arm to her breast, cupping it.

  She moaned. “That. Your actions. So experienced and knowing. Me? It’s all new to me. Every sensation, every touch, every action, even my sense of smell. I just don’t want to get hurt.”

  “Do you feel it? The connection, the deep need?” Finlin asked her.

  “Yes, so
very much.”

  “Then embrace it. Embrace us. We’re loyal men, Thylane. We want you as our woman.”

  She stared at him and then looked at Pisces. “I want all of you, too.”

  “Then at your pace,” Rusty said, joining them.

  Pisces felt his chest tighten and such adoration and protectiveness fill his entire being from her words, her admittance to fear, to intimidation, to desire. He would never hurt her. He would put her first always. He watched as she reached out, cupped Finlin’s cock, and lowered her mouth over it. Finlin caressed her hair from her cheek.

  “Incredible. You’re so giving, so sensual and perfect. I’m in awe, baby. In awe at what you do to me,” Finlin said, and then she started to move up and down when she jerked slightly.

  “And aroused and ready for us. She’s sucking on my fingers. Move, Pisces. It’s time,” Stack said, and that was it. He thrust his hips up while Thylane sucked up and down on Finlin’s cock, and then her belly dipped slightly a moment, indicating that Stack had pulled his fingers from her ass.

  “Here I come, sweetness. Here I fucking come,” Stack said, and the moment he pushed into her asshole, Pisces felt how restricted her cunt got, how she milked him tighter, and Stack grunted.

  “So fucking tight and ours. All ours,” he said, and the three of them moved in sync into her body. Finlin into her mouth as he grunted and cupped her cheek and caressed her hair, and Stack, who held her hips and thrust into her ass, and Pisces, who kept lifting up and down but slowly, unable to move too much she was so tight. It was overwhelming, and Finlin came first then Stack.

  “Too good, too fucking tight,” Stack stated.

  “Her mouth. Baby, you’re sucking me so hard. Here I come,” he said, and she leaned toward him, which set them off, and both men came.

  Finlin pulled from her mouth, and Stack stumbled back a moment. “Holy fuck,” he said.

  “My turn,” Rusty stated. He leaned over her and kissed her cheeks and neck. “Are you okay for more? For me too?”