Harper's Little Spitfire

by Angel Steel

  “What else was I to say or do, bro? She has no fucking idea what she is doing to the men out here, and especially us.”

  He knew he was harsh on her, but she had to understand most of the men wanted her any way they could, and it pissed him off. But she didn’t have to flaunt herself around them all, showing off her perfect little body to the world. That body of hers wasn’t meant for anyone besides the three of them standing there, all hard for the little spitfire that loved to push their buttons any way she could, and she did a fine job of it now. Logan almost laughed at how successfully she had pushed his damn buttons.

  His erection pressed painfully against his wet jeans. After seeing her, sliding around in the mud with her girlfriends, he wanted more than ever to get rid of them and strip her bare, as he took his time, loving every single dirty inch of her before they all shared her between the three of them.

  They were all waiting for Mac to realise what she meant to him, but with the way he was acting towards her, it was clear Mac didn’t want anything to do with her. Logan was getting impatient at waiting for Mac to admit his feelings to them or her, but he would be in on their little action with her once he saw them all together. Logan was sure of it. It was almost cruel what Logan had planned to get Mac to realise what she meant to them, but it was the only way to do things.

  Maybe it was time to sit down with her and explain that she belonged to them and had for the last ten years. It was time he, Caleb and Zeb claimed her as their own. They had enough of waiting for Mac. It was time now. For crying out loud, if they waited any longer, they would lose her completely. Glancing at Caleb, he knew by the look he gave him, it was happening soon between them all. No one was going to stop them from taking what was theirs. Not without a fight.

  ~~*~~*~~

  Sage shook her head as she passed the outback shower with Bri in it; she wasn’t alone. Smiling softly to herself as she stepped through the kitchen door, she scoffed at the thought that everyone was getting laid besides her. Stepping quietly up the stairs and glancing back behind her, making sure she wasn’t leaving a trail of mud, she knew she should have waited for the shower to free up outside. Knowing Bri, she would take all the time in the world to get cleaned up.

  Closing her door gently, she walked into her bathroom and stripped out of her dirty clothes. Turning the water on, she waited for the right temperature before she hopped under it.

  The water was relaxing as it started to wash away the dirt covering her. Leaning her head against the wall as the water ran over her head, she was frustrated that Logan could think that of her. That she purposely dressed the way she did to stir all the men up. She didn’t do it for that reason. She only wanted to get the Harper boys’ blood pumping, not anyone else’s.

  She wasn’t even looking at the other men the way she did with Logan, Caleb or Zeb. God, he pissed her off. She wanted them burning for her the way she was for them. Every time she saw any one of them, especially when they were all together, she wanted to jump them. But everything she did never worked out the way she had planned; it all seemed to crash around her. And it didn’t help one bit that Logan had to open his mouth and ruin it by saying she was flaunting herself for everyone to see.

  Then he had the bloody nerve to tell her what to wear. Like she would have listened to that from him. If he knew half the stuff that she and the girls packed in their bags, he would have a heart attack. Payback was a bitch, and she was putting that in full swing.

  Sage’s bathroom door opened softly, assuming it was one of the girls, she turned around under the water and scrubbed her face. As her hand lifted for the shampoo, the door to the shower opened, and there stood Zeb in a pair of dirty, ripped jeans. He never said anything as he stepped into the shower with her, jeans and all.

  Closing her eyes, he wrapped his arms around her from behind and held her there, her head still leaning against the wall as his hands slid over her stomach. The slightest touch from him had her pulse accelerating. Her hands gripped the side of his jean-clad legs as he continued to stroke her.

  Sage’s head came up and rested on his shoulder as his fingers slid lower down her body and stilled at the top of her hip. Both their breathing was heavy.

  “Zeb,” she whimpered as soon as his fingers stopped moving.

  “What do you need, spitfire?” he whispered into her ear.

  Her body shivered at his words. Placing her hand over his, she guided their hands between her legs were she was aching to be touched.

  Zeb’s finger brushed lightly over her inflamed clit; her back arched into his as his other hand slid up and captured her breast in his hand, tweaking her nipple.

  Her hips rocked against his finger as he circled her opening; she didn’t want sweet right now, she wanted rough after what had happened out there.

  Gripping his hand, she pushed harder against him.

  Groaning, he nipped the side of her neck as he pushed two fingers deep inside of her. She gasped as his fingers moved in and out of her.

  Wrapping one arm around his neck, she slid the other behind her and rubbed over his erection through his jeans. He was extremely hard, and by the feel of it, very painful as it stretched against the zipper.

  Sliding the zipper down, she worked her hand in there and gripped him as his fingers pumped into her. Her legs began to shake from the force of the pleasure he was giving her.

  Zeb removed his fingers, freed her hand from his jeans and spun her around. Dropping to his knees, he whispered, “Sweetheart, I need to taste that sweet nectar of yours.” He trailed light kisses down her stomach, over her hip and down her thigh. Lifting one of her legs over his shoulder, he looked up at her, his once light blue eyes now a darker shade of blue. Her pupils dilated knowing he was as turned on as she was right now.

  “Keep your leg up here, and don’t scream. Mum and Dad are still here.”

  As soon as the words left his mouth, his tongue slid inside of her as she gripped his wet hair with both of her hands.

  Swirling his tongue around, left to right, he shifted up to her clit as a finger entered her. Nibbling on her bud, she squirmed in his grasp as he added a second finger, stroking her slowly. His other hand slid up her thigh from where he was holding it, and slid around and squeezed her ass.

  He moaned against her clit; the rumble from it shot through her system. Sage’s skin was on fire at the incredible sensations bursting through her needy body. His fingers slid faster inside of her as his other finger lingered near her puckered hole. She pushed back against him, wanting to feel him everywhere.

  “More,” she moaned. She didn’t know what she wanted more of, until he pushed further into her. She clenched around him as his fingers in her pussy glided in and out of her faster and faster. His finger pushed beyond the tight muscles in the ass. Gasping for air, Sage’s grip tightened on his head, pulling him harder against her.

  His finger curled up in her ass as the ones deep inside of her hit that spot she could never get herself. Her body pulsed with release as she shifted her foot and rubbed over the bulge in his jeans.

  “Oh God,” she whimpered as he slid another finger into her ass. She felt so full having all those fingers inside of her.

  Her orgasm was approaching and fast. Her hips lurched forward with every thrust of his fingers. “Zeb, I need you inside of me.” She couldn’t believe the words that left her mouth, but she needed him now.

  He growled against her clit, but never moved from where he was. Her body bowed as he slammed another finger inside of her pussy. Clenching around him, she bit her lip as her orgasm screamed through her system. Her head fell back against the wall as she pumped her hips against his mouth. Removing his mouth from her, he looked up as his fingers slowed dramatically. Her legs gave way as she slid down the wall while Zeb held onto her. Crushing her mouth to his, loving the taste of herself on his tongue, her hand slid down his body, and pushed his jeans down his hips.

  He stood up, held himself in hand and rubbed the head of his erection
over her lips. Her tongue snuck out and licked the tip of him. Hissing, he guided his cock into her mouth. Enclosing her mouth around the head of him, swirling her tongue from the tip and under the head of his shaft, he gripped the sides of her head as he started to move back and forth.

  She gripped his legs, letting him control the speed he wanted to go. One of Sage’s hands slid up and massaged his balls in her palm, knowing from how tight they sat under his erection he wasn’t too far away from release.

  Her tongue slid along the piercings as he pushed further down her throat. Swallowing around the head of him, he let go of her head as she wrapped her own hand around him. Removing her mouth, she fisted his cock as much as she could. Every time her hand came up, she licked the tip of him. Several times she did that, and then held the base of him, pulling at the piercings one by one with her teeth. Moaning, Zeb’s hips lunged forward, pushing him back into her mouth. She squeezed him at the base again as she slid her mouth up and down along him. Her core clenched, wanting him to slide deep inside of her. Feeling how hard he was as he moved in and out of her made her keen with desperation.

  He held her head again as he pushed to the back of her throat knowing he was there. He groaned out her name as his hot cum slid down the back of her throat. Swallowing every drop of him, she slid her mouth off him and licked the tip, causing his body to convulse from the sensation from it.

  He slid down the wall and pulled her into his arms. They sat there for several minutes as the warm water fell over them.

  “Sorry about what Logan said out there, spitfire. He had no right. He cares for you, baby. We all do. It’s just hard watching all the other men here on the property watch your every move, knowing what they’re thinking,” he mumbled against her ear.

  She curled up further on his lap. “You don’t have to apologise for him. What he said was cruel and hurtful. But I don’t want to talk about that right now, okay?” she replied.

  “Sure thing, spitfire.”

  After a while, the water began to run cold. Standing up, she turned it off as Zeb climbed out. He removed his jeans and wrapped a towel around himself. Grabbing the other towel, he dried her off the best he could and wrapped it around her as well. Pushing the door open, she walked out and towards where her bag sat at the opposite side of the bed.

  Leaning down, she riffled through her clothing as Zeb slid up behind her and gripped her hips, pulling her into his hard erection. She stood up suddenly and turned around in his grasp.

  The towel tented in front of him, making her giggle. Her hand drifted down and stroked him through the towel. Growling, his lips found hers, their mouths moving together as her hand slid up and down his still wet body. Before she could even consider doing anything more with him, she heard her name being called out in the hallway.

  Pulling herself away from him, she stepped back and pushed him towards the door. “You need to leave before someone catches you in here, Zeb.”

  “Who do you think knows I’m up here with you, spitfire? Logan told me to check on you and make sure you were all right after what he said to you.”

  So that was the reason he was up here in her room with her. “Well, you can go and tell him I’m fine, and I had the most amazing orgasm from you then,” she said with a pout as she turned her back to him, dropped the towel and pulled up her shorts that she had laid out on the bed. Next was the tight red shirt she found that Bri had placed in her bag.

  Turning back around and facing him again, she couldn’t help but let her eyes roam over his half-naked body. His hand held the towel in place, licking his lips as his eyes drifted over her. Smiling, she walked softly towards him. Once Sage was directly in front of him, she lifted her hand to his chest and shoved him towards the door.

  “That’s enough fun for you. You need to go before someone actually sees you in here and starts spreading rumours.”

  Opening the door, he turned back towards her. “No one will say anything if they want to live, spitfire. I guarantee that,” he grated, and then closed the door behind him.

  Standing near the door, her head rested against it. She still couldn’t believe what was happening between her and the boys. They had all been with her now, in ways she never thought would ever happen. What if it was just something they wanted from her and nothing else? Maybe it was, but she wanted much more and she was planning to get exactly that from them. She had been in love with them all since she was fifteen years old. She didn’t understand it at the time, and they didn’t exactly agree with what she felt back then, but they would now. But how was she going to say she wanted all four of them at the same time, without causing some kind of commotion between them all?

  Yes, they all had gotten her off and she the same with them, but she wanted the intimate connection with them when their bodies joined with hers.

  She just had to figure out how she would tell them her little secret. There was no easy way to say it, but she didn’t want them to treat her differently because she was still a virgin. She wanted them how they had treated her on the couch, or the bed, and just even now, in the shower. She didn’t want gentle with them; she wanted everything they could possibly give her, and more. If they didn’t, they would find out pretty damn quickly that she was far from wanting anything innocent from them. The hardest and dirtiest from them was what she wanted, and she was sure as hell going to get it, no matter what she did.

  Opening the door, she stepped out and found Lilly standing in the hall talking to Zeb. Grinning, she walked up and bumped her shoulder with Lilly’s.

  Lilly jumped back and glanced her way. “What the hell was that for, bitch?” Lilly asked, rubbing her shoulder.

  “Let the poor guy go and get dressed,” Sage laughed as she glanced over at Zeb.

  “Hey, I’m fine standing here talking to little Lil half-naked,” Zeb grinned towards her.

  Rolling her eyes, Lilly’s eyes travelled down his naked form and caught the twitch under his towel.

  Grabbing her arm, Sage pulled Lilly away from him and further down the hallway. “Stop giving him the eye and ideas, Lilly. You will never hear the end of it.”

  “Damn, you know, a small taste of that fine-ass man would be plenty for me, you know that, right?”

  “I know, but that is never going to happen in this life or the next, babe.” She was a little jealous her friend was thinking of him in a sexual way, but she pushed it aside. Sage knew that if she questioned Lilly, she’d fire back questions that she didn’t want to answer just yet.

  “Well fuck, a girl can only dream then, huh?” Lilly replied.

  “Dream all you want of him. That is probably the only chance you will ever get to see him half-naked or any kinds of naked.”

  Moving towards the stairs, they both started to descend when Bri and Kaidence walked up them; both had shit-eating grins covering their faces. She knew exactly why they were there, and although she loved the girls, it kind of put her in a mood, listening to what they did or the guy they were just with do to each other.

  Stopping halfway down the stairs to greet them, Bri laughed at something Kaidence said, but before she could ask what was so funny, the front door opened and there stood the one person she didn’t want to see. She hadn’t prepared herself to see him again, which was funny since he was one of the brothers. To see him in front of her, his eyes on her, as some stupid bitch groped him for the world to see, broke her heart a little.

  Bri frowned at her and spun around. “Oh, fuck no. Who the fuck is that skank with him? And why does she look familiar?”

  She was definitely a skank by the way she was dressed and the fact she was all over Mac. Her face was familiar to Sage too, but she couldn’t for the life of her remember the girl’s name; she came up blank.

  Mac slammed the door behind them, not once taking his eyes away from hers as he made his way across the foyer and into the lounge room. Lilly gripped Sage’s arm as she stood stock still on the stairs.

  “Sweetie, we can leave anytime you want. You
just say the words. Plus, I would have the privilege to castrate that man for what’s it worth,” Kaidence replied, her voice deadly serious.

  Shaking her head, Sage managed to speak with a firm but quiet voice, “No, I’m not going to allow him to ruin my time here, or any of ours. We have as much right being here as he does, so I’m going to suck it up and deal with it.” She wasn’t going to show him she was affected in any way. God, she hoped she was right and that she could deal with it.

  “That’s the go, Sage. But don’t you dare expect me to be nice at all towards that wanker, after what he did; he deserves a good kick up the ass,” Bri stepped in with support.

  “I know, but please try and be somewhat civil. This is his parents’ house.” Sage headed down the stairs with them following.

  “I’m not guaranteeing shit, Sage,” Bri continued.

  The other two replied, but Sage didn’t hear what they actually said. Her mind was on Mac and why he had some girl on his arm, knowing none of them ever brought women to their parents’ house. Unless, of course, it was to meet them, meaning it was serious between him and the woman.

  If that was the case, with what they had done in her room that night, it meant absolutely nothing to him. Why did she allow her heart to open up just enough to allow the one bad boy of the brothers into it, knowing he would never return the same feelings towards her?

  She couldn’t help it; she loved them all equally, but with the way he was acting, and the shit it was going to cause between the brothers and most possibly his parents, there was a real chance that any plans with them all would never happen. She was never going to have all four of them if one of them couldn’t return their heart to her. It wasn’t fair on them all if she only picked three; it had to be the four of them or nothing at all. As to the rumours she heard, if you wanted one of the Harper boys, it had to be all of them together, not separate. But that didn’t matter. She wanted them all from the first time she had met them. But the way Mac was acting, and the way he had treated her, it had to be only the three of them. He had ruined her dreams of having all four of them together.