Seven Beasts_Reverse Harem Romance

by Kelli Callahan

  “Axe—you’re up next.” He turned to the group and sipped his drink.

  “She asked for me?” I stood out of my chair and looked at him.

  “She said to surprise her. You probably deserve to have a turn since you’re the other side of settling this beef.” He sipped his drink again and exhaled slowly. “She’s insatiable.”

  “Yeah, that’s because she hasn’t gotten to know me yet.” I smiled and started towards the stairs.

  “Oh, she wants two this time—so whoever wants to go with him can. Preacher-man, you up for a round?” Jesse turned to Luther.

  “I’m not sure I’m ready for something quite so—extreme.” Luther blinked in surprise.

  “I’ll go. Ain’t the first time I’ve tag teamed a woman with Axe.” Steve stood and started towards the stairs.

  “Why am I not surprised?” Jesse let out a sigh and shrugged.

  I was kind of relieved that Steve was going with me. I had no problem sharing Samantha since that was the nature of the arrangement, but I wasn’t sure I could feel very good about avoiding Hell with Luther across from me while I lay pipe to Samantha’s beautiful body. I was shocked Luther had even agreed to the arrangement in the first place. Steve and I walked up the stairs and opened the bedroom door. Samantha was naked on the bed with her dress in a heap on the floor next to her underwear—it even looked like Jesse had torn her panties clean off because they were stretched out with strands of broken fabric going in every direction. I entered the room first and Steve closed the door behind us. Steve started stripping off his shirt the second he was in the room. Samantha smiled when she saw us. I could tell she was ready for more, even if she did just lose her virginity to Jesse.

  “Do you want us to take turns or do you want both of us at the same time?” Steve’s hand moved to his jeans and he started to unfasten them.

  “There’s no reason for one of you to sit and watch.” She rolled towards us on the bed and ran her tongue across her lips. “Unless that’s what you like.”

  “No, I want to be in on the action.” I grinned and started to undress.

  Steve stroked his cock once he was undressed and walked towards Samantha’s waiting lips. He always liked to start there and I had no problem enjoying her pussy in the meantime. When we were younger, before my last stint in prison, we used to ride our motorcycles to one of the bigger cities and take care of our needs with whoever we could find. Sometimes we even paid for it. Those days would be over with Samantha in our lives. I crawled onto the bed and let my fingers drift down her gorgeous body. None of the women Steve and I shared compared to her in any way. She was a goddess in the flesh with perfect curves that made my dick incredibly hard. It had been a long time since I had been with a woman and I just didn’t have a thing for the kind of sex prison offered. A woman’s body was the only thing that could get me off. When my hand got to her ass she lifted up and I climbed between her legs. I guided my cock to her pussy and felt an incredible tightness when I entered her for the first time.

  “Oh God...” She let out a moan when my cock began to penetrate her.

  “Open that mouth nice and wide.” Steve chuckled and positioned a hand on the back of her head.

  Her pussy was wet and perfectly tight even after being fucked by Jesse. I didn’t care if he had her first because it was my turn—I fully intended to fuck the hell out of her before I was done. I heard another moan as I watched Steve begin to push his cock into her mouth. I let him get a good rhythm going against her lips before I started to drive my cock into her pussy. I went slow to allow her to adjust because she was still incredibly tight. I took a couple of dozen thrusts that were barely more than a light massage for my hungry cock before I was able to easily thrust inside of her. She started moaning when she felt me connecting with her g-spot, even with Steve’s cock buried in her throat. Steve had certainly made quick work of her virgin mouth because she was swallowing his cock like a professional in no time. His hips were moving almost as fast as mine as he worked his dick between her lips and across her tongue. I knew it was what he liked, so I kept my attention on her pussy and picked up the pace when she was finally adjusted to my girth.

  “I could ride her lips all day.” Steve grinned and hammered his cock into her throat. “Her tongue is working my cock over good.”

  “You should feel her pussy—it’s tight as fuck. I guess your brother didn’t stretch her out very well.” I chuckled and kept pounding my dick into her.

  “Be nice...” Steve narrowed his eyes at me when I insulted his brother, even if it was fairly mild. “I don’t want this shit to start all over again.”

  “I won’t.” I shook my head back and forth. “Consider that hatchet buried deeper than my cock in Samantha’s pussy.”

  I was so horny my cock was already throbbing after spending very little time actually enjoying Samantha’s tightness. I wanted more, but I knew I wasn’t going to be able to make a marathon out of it after being locked up for so long. I barely had time to get myself off, much less take a trip to find some pussy. Steve’s motions slowed a little bit and I could tell he was trying to hold back. He didn’t want to explode before he got a little more satisfaction. I was fine with getting my nut because I knew I would have her again, but I wanted to feel her cum first. It was hard to read her moans with Steve fucking her mouth. I cranked up the intensity and bit down on my tongue to try and prolong the inevitable. The momentary pain shocked my system enough to avoid exploding and I was able to start pounding her harder. I could feel her pussy tightening on my cock and she was definitely close. Her moans got faster and she started to move her hips back against me, searching for the same release I was trying to give her.

  “God damn it, I can’t get enough of this hot mouth but you’re going to make me cum.” Steve’s hips started to buck slightly and I knew he was almost at the point of no return.

  “You better finish soon. She’s not going to be able to keep sucking when I make her cum.” I let out a slight chuckle as I hammered her pussy again.

  Samantha was definitely starting to get close. I could feel her body shifting and moving with the motion of a woman on the edge of an orgasm. Her pussy got even tighter as she shook with pleasure. I released the grip on my tongue and squeezed her hips. I fucked her as hard as I could, keeping my cock buried inside of her while my most powerful thrusts slammed into her. Steve’s head rolled back and with a loud grunt he started to unload. I could hear Samantha’s throat getting coated with his cum as she struggled to swallow it. Her moans got even louder and I felt the first spasms of her desire erupting. I kept the pace I had going and then her body quivered. Steve finished unloading and pulled his cock out of her mouth which caused her to start screaming with pleasure. I felt the surge of pleasure in my balls and then my cum rushed up the shaft before exploding inside of her. The combination sent her over the edge and her body shook as she felt the pleasure she craved. I kept hammering her spasming pussy until I had emptied my load and then slowly started to pull my dick out of her.

  “That was really good...” She put her hands on the bed to support her weight for a moment and then fell onto her back.

  “That was only the beginning.” I rubbed her leg. “I’m a horny bastard, so you can expect that every day.”

  “I’ll be ready.” She smiled. “Especially if you make me cum like that every time you visit.”

  “Oh, I will.” I grinned and reached for my boxers.

  “I think I need a drink...” She started to lean up.

  “I’ll get it for you.” Steve put his hand on her shoulder. “You stay here.”

  “Thank you.” She smiled.

  “Are you done for the night?” I sat down on the edge of the bed while Steve walked towards the door.

  “No.” She shook her head. “I don’t know if I can cum again, but I’m definitely not done—maybe just one next time though.”

  “Pacing is good.” I chuckled and rubbed her leg until Steve reappeared with her drink.
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  I couldn’t believe we would have Samantha there with us every day. The house could use some work, but I didn’t have much else to do, so I would work to make it a nice home for all of us. Having a roof over my head that didn’t leak would be a nice change. The shack I bought with some of my spoils was barely standing after having to leave it neglected when I was sent away to prison. I wasn’t sure if everyone would live there full time, but I definitely didn’t intend to spend much time apart from Samantha. The two of us left her on the bed and I felt a bit of separation from her. I had never been the type to cuddle after having sex, but I wanted Samantha in my arms more than anything after being so close to her. That part of the arrangement would be hard, but I was sure we could find a way to make it work. We walked downstairs and I saw the crowd looking on—the remaining three were a bit anxious.

  “She only wants one this time.” I walked over and poured a drink.

  “I’ll go.” Luther stood up.

  “Can’t wait any longer?” I chuckled and took a sip.

  “I’d rather have her to myself the first time.” He started towards the stairs.

  Chapter 9: Luther

  Sin—it was a complex journey to endure. After losing my wife, I let it consume me. Sins of the flesh, pleasures of the body, and things I should have never even considered. That time away from the church made me realize the world was a lot more complicated than I realized when I was safe inside God’s grace. I couldn’t explain why I felt like what we were doing with Samantha was acceptable. There was something about it that just felt right, even though I knew it went against all of the teachings I preached. I didn’t feel like the devil was tempting me with Samantha, I felt like God was giving me a gift. He understood my needs and also understood why I couldn’t handle a traditional relationship. Granite Falls had been a gift until Samantha walked into my church. After seeing her, I felt things I hadn’t felt since I first turned to the bottle. When the mayor and the sheriff suggested the arrangement, I felt like it was a sign. Sin wasn’t black and white—and depriving myself of Samantha would be even worse than all of my other sins combined.

  “Hey...” She smiled when she saw me enter the room. “Are you ready for me?”

  “More than you know...” I gasped when I saw the beauty of her naked body. It was absolutely marvelous.

  “You’re okay with this arrangement, even with your profession?” She raised her eyebrows. “I don’t want you to regret this—I want our time together to be special.”

  “When we are together, it will be. I understand that I will have to share you with others, but I need some time alone with you too.” I walked over and sat down on the bed.

  “You’re not going to make me read the Bible when we are alone are you?” She crawled towards me and let her head rest in my lap.

  “No, I believe that every man and woman has to find their own peace with God. I preach because it was what I was called to do. Those that need to hear my words come for the message, not the man.” I reached down and stroked her hair.

  “So, you won’t punish me for my sins?” She moved further across my lap and positioned herself with her bottom facing upwards.

  “Are you wanting me to?” My hand nervously traced her body, moving from her ribs to the curve of her hip.

  “It’s kind of a fantasy—being a naughty girl that has to be punished.” She wiggled her bottom at me and looked over her shoulder with a grin. “If it makes you uncomfortable, I can ask one of the others to do it.”

  “It doesn’t make me uncomfortable.” I rubbed her bottom carefully and let my hand rest on it. “I thought you were a virgin; how did you end up with this kind of fantasy?”

  “My mind takes me to strange places when I sin.” She leaned up and put her hand between her legs, rubbing her clitoris lightly. “You’re the only one that would find this sort of behavior inappropriate.” She moaned as she circled her clitoris a little faster.

  “It is rather inappropriate...” I watched her finger move in a circle and patted her bottom. “It’s the kind of inappropriate behavior that could earn you a spanking.”

  “Is it?” She smiled and moved her finger faster.

  “Yes it is.” I brought my hand down hard on her bare bottom.

  “Ow!” She wiggled her hips and pulled her hand away. “I think I’m going to be really sorry after this spanking.”

  “I can certainly make sure of it.” I brought my hand down a little harder.

  I felt trapped in a paradox when I started to spank Samantha. Did she know that what she asked for was one of my secret desires? There was no way she could have known—I never told a soul—even my wife when she was alive. I silently thanked God for giving me the chance to live out my secret fantasy as my hand bounced from one side of Samantha’s delicious bottom to the other. I tried to gauge her reaction, a little concerned that I would hurt her, but she continued moving her hips in a way that suggested she was begging for more—even when her bottom started to turn pink. If it kept up much longer, everyone was going to know it was me who did it because the evidence would be visible for them to see. The fantasy was too strong to keep me grounded in that reality. I tilted her hips and continued to spank her, feeling my cock practically throbbing in my pants. I spanked her until the center of her bottom was a darker shade of pink and the surrounding flesh was tinted pink before stopping. I let my hand rest on her bottom that was slightly warm to the touch.

  “Are you sorry now?” I rubbed my hand down her thighs.

  “Not really.” She spread her legs apart and pushed her hand back between her thighs. “All that did was make me want to sin even more. I thought you were going to punish me.”

  “I can see you’re not going to learn your lesson easily.” I pushed her hand away from her pussy and brought my hand down on her bottom again.

  My excitement picked up as I started to spank her again. It was a little harder than the first round and she still seemed to want more. I landed my hand on the right side of her bottom, followed by the left side, and then delivered several harder ones directly in the center. That seemed to do the trick and make her squirm. I kept the rhythm steady, and gave her a spanking that would have rivaled the kind a naughty girl truly would deserve. The squirming got more intense and she started to moan a little more, but they were mixed with groans. I felt myself slipping further and further into the fantasy. The woman across my lap was in need of punishment and it was up to me to make sure she was sorry for what she had done. My head spun with a bit of uncertainty, but I kept the spanking going until her bottom was actually turning red. After a series of rather painful smacks directly in the center of her bottom, she threw her hand back to block the next one from landing, which caused me to pull my hand away.

  “I’m sorry!” Her words came out with a bit of a squeal. “I won’t do it again!”

  “You don’t get to decide when the spanking is over.” I pushed her hand away and held it against her hip. “This spanking will not end until you’ve been properly punished.”

  “Yes sir...” She replied with a whimper and relaxed.

  I didn’t want to actually hurt our beautiful Samantha, but she needed to be pushed a little past her comfort zone in order to feel like she had actually been punished, even if it was a fantasy. Her words were submission and I knew she understood that the spanking would continue. Had she truly wanted it to end, she wouldn’t have given in so easily. I started bouncing my hand across her bottom again, watching her squirm as whimpers formed in her throat. There seemed to be an element of pleasure and discomfort in what she was feeling. It didn’t have to be much—just enough for her to feel the sting for a little while longer. I kept her bottom firmly on my lap until it was a bit darker and she was twisting in my grasp. I released the grip and she moved her hips, spreading her legs to reveal a pussy that was almost dripping with desire. I wanted to be inside of it—I wanted to feel the lust that the spanking had brought on her. My cock was so hard I thought it was going to explode b
efore I ever got the chance.

  “Are you sorry now?” I let my hand rest on her bottom which was even warmer than it was before.

  “Yes sir.” She looked over her shoulder and nodded.

  She crawled back up the bed and I stood. My fingers were practically trembling with anticipation when I started to unbutton my shirt. I barely got it off before I was working on my belt. I don’t think I’ve ever undressed that fast. I tossed my clothes on the floor and started crawling into the bed. I was truly thankful that I had her to myself for our first encounter. I wouldn’t have dared live out the fantasy if there were others present, although I could possibly be more open to it now that I knew she actually seemed to enjoy being spanked. My cock needed to be pleasured in a way that I couldn’t remember feeling before. I took her in my arms and started to kiss along her neck. She was already panting with excitement and there wasn’t much need for foreplay. She wrapped her hand around my cock and started to stroke it, moving up and down the shaft quickly.

  “I want to be on top now.” She whispered into my ear.

  “Whatever you want.” I moved to the center of the bed and lay on my back.

  “I want this...” She moved to my cock and straddled me, guiding it towards her wetness.