Seven Beasts_Reverse Harem Romance

by Kelli Callahan

  “I guess that was your way of offering?” I shook my head with a slight laugh.

  “I know how to hit the target, baby. I won’t jackhammer you until you’re dead. I’ll take it slow.” His finger drifted up my arm again. “I’ll make you quiver. It’ll blow your mind.”

  Shit...

  “Don’t listen to that jackass.” Another player stumbled up to the bar. It was our star running back, Roger Young. “It you want a man that can find the hole—every hole—you need to go home with me.”

  “You know you ain’t shit unless I give you the ball, so piss off.” Jerrod pushed him playfully.

  “Are these guys bothering you, miss?” I heard Matt’s voice and I turned to see him approaching.

  “Uh oh.” Jerrod shook his head. “Her boyfriend’s here.”

  “Boyfriend?” Roger smirked and turned to Matt. “Matt ain’t looking for love, he’s just looking for a fuck.”

  “If I was just looking for a fuck, I’d take you to the bathroom and get my rocks off—little man.” Matt towered over the smaller running back.

  “I told you baby.” Jerrod patted my arm. “He’s a jackhammer.”

  I had never been the center of attention before. It was almost intoxicating to have three of the highest paid players in Texas swarming around me like I was the only girl in the bar. One drink turned into several and I started getting buzzed. None of them left. In fact, I started attracting more guys as the drinks kept flowing. In addition to the three that had already started, three other guys from the team joined in. One was a dark eyed guy named Chad Watson who played multiple positions, one was a veteran safety named Hank Smith, and the other was a kicker named Joe Rollins—he was Matt’s brother. My head was spinning from the attention and from the drinks. I wasn’t sure which one was stronger, but it seemed like a constant stream of sexual innuendos and none of them even had the hint of jealousy. I was surprised it didn’t break out into a brawl considering my experience with having the attention of more than one guy in the past.

  “I need to run to the restroom.” I sat my latest drink down and hopped off the barstool.

  “Don’t stay gone too long.” Matt let his hand graze mine as I walked past.

  “She’ll be back.” Jerrod laughed. “She still has to choose one of us to take her virginity.”

  “Maybe she likes us all.” Hank slapped my ass as I walked past and the group laughed.

  Yeah that’s a problem—I do like them all. They’re all wonderful in their own way and having this much attention is incredible. Matt brought me to the dance though and it would be a little unfair to go home with someone else, so if it ain’t him, I probably need to go home alone.

  I’m not sure that is going to be possible.

  Chapter 4: Coach Dawson

  The blonde under the table polishing my cock had an enthusiastic set of lips. She worked the shaft while her younger sister kept my balls suspended on her tongue. They probably traded up a few times, but I didn’t notice a difference. I knew I wasn’t the only guy in the bar with a girl under the table, but several of the guys had started to congregate around one of our new cheerleaders. She was a delicious young thing named Mia that looked inexperienced as hell. It didn’t matter if you coached from the sidelines or played on field, if you were a member of the Texas Cowboys, there was always someone ready to get you off. Every girl knew someone that would be jealous when they told them they hooked up with an NFL player—or even a coach. The two girls under the table were regulars. I had fucked them several times and it wasn’t uncommon for me to take both home for the evening.

  “Keep going girls, you know I’ll make you both cum when we get back to my place.” I ran my finger through Tiffany’s hair—or maybe it was Brandy’s mop—I couldn’t tell the difference.

  I was a bit intrigued when I saw Mia head to the restroom, especially when none of the players followed her. The sinks in those restrooms had seen more action than some of the hotel rooms in the area. The preseason party at Lone Star Pub was a regular event that I threw for the players every year and they usually made it an open bar for the girls that showed up. The players deserved to get hammered and do some hammering before they hit the road for the opening game. We would play a couple of preseason games, but those were just warm-up matches for us to get some reps in. The real shit started when we hit the road to Atlanta and played one of our rivals. I wasn’t sure what to make of the virgin, Mia, but I didn’t need her distracting the team from their goals, so I decided to go talk with her while she was alone.

  Shit, I am going to interrupt Tiffany and Brandy to talk to this girl? I’m a good fucking coach.

  “Need to hit the head, ladies.” I tapped one of them and started stuffing my cock back in my pants.

  I removed myself from the table with my cock still hard in my pants. I saw the two girls shuffle back to their seats and pretend like they hadn’t just spent the last hour on their knees. The sipped their drinks that were probably warm by that point. I positioned myself halfway down the hallway between the two restrooms and waited for Mia to emerge. I didn’t know much about her, but word had gotten around quickly that she was a virgin. The doors opened and she stepped out, adjusting the hem of her dress. She had legs that went on for miles and that was even without the short cheerleader skirt. Once I got a good look at her, I understood what all the fuss was about. She even made my cock tingle when she got closer. I put an arm out to block her path before she could return to the crowd.

  “Mia, right?” I narrowed my eyes at her.

  “Hey, Coach Dawson.” She smiled and her face lit up with one of the most beautiful smiles I had ever seen.

  “What’s going on with you and the team?” I leaned towards her. “Are you going to leave all my players with blue balls tonight?”

  “Coach Dawson...” She blushed and looked down at the floor.

  “Look, I get it. You’re young, beautiful, and you’re a virgin. You probably haven’t had this kind of attention before, but there are a lot of very pretty girls getting neglected tonight because six of my best players are focused on you.” I stared her down as she looked up again. “I don’t care if you go home with one of them or all of them, but you need to figure out what the plan is because if you’re not planning on going home with any of them, I think we’re going to have a riot.”

  “Damn...” She muttered. “I was just having fun. I don’t know which one to choose. They’re all amazing.”

  “Which one makes your pussy wet?” My words were blunt, but she needed to get her shit together.

  “Um...” She looked back at the floor. “They all do—kinda.”

  “Come with me.” I took her by the wrist and walked her back towards the group. “Guys, follow me.”

  “Coach?” I saw Jerrod’s face turn to a surprised look of shock.

  “Back room, team huddle—now!” I snapped at him with the same intensity I did on the field.

  “Yes sir, Coach.” Jerrod put his drink down and when he followed, the other six immediately trailed behind the locker room leader.

  I was about to propose something very strange, but it wasn’t the first time I had to resort to it. Mia was hardly the first girl to get the attention of several guys at once, but usually it wasn’t six of my best players. I had refereed backroom brawls and parking lot standoffs when pussy was on the line, but Mia was different. The guys weren’t fighting over her. They were all just trying to get in her panties. I wasn’t sure if it was the intense team building exercises we had done or if they were just playing nice, but I didn’t want the alcohol to turn good judgment into bloodshed if she chose one of them when the night was almost over. The more alcohol they downed, the bigger that risk got. When we were in the back room, I walked to the front of the crowd with Mia’s wrist still in my hand. I let her go and watched her look around the room. She was a deer caught in an awful lot of headlights and I wasn’t sure she could get out of the way of any of them unless I intervened.

  “T
eam, I’ve been watching all of you tonight and I obviously haven’t been able to ignore the way you’re looking at this beautiful virgin.” He motioned to Mia.

  “She’s gorgeous, coach.” Matt grinned and she seemed to blush.

  “Obviously she wants the quarterback, not the guy that can’t catch him.” Jerrod teased Matt and got a sideways glare in response.

  “Nobody catches me.” Roger licked his lips. “I know how to score.”

  “If I get my hands on you, the only place you’re going is to the ground.” Chad growled at Roger, but smiled after the initial threat.

  “If he misses, you won’t get past me.” Hank flexed and curled his bicep.

  “Look my brother and I know how to treat a girl.” Joe nudged his brother, Matt. “Why settle for one Rollins when she can have two.”

  “Well that is what I’m suggesting guys. Not just two Rollins, but all six of you.” I motioned to the team.

  “What!?” Mia’s eyes nearly bulged out of her head and the crowd kind of grew quiet.

  “Come on, coach.” Jerrod shook his head. “I don’t want sloppy seconds—or thirds.”

  “I’ll share her with my brother but these guys?” Joe smirked. “Maybe if I go first.”

  “Quit being pansies.” I snorted angrily. “Look, all six of you are interested in this girl, right?”

  “Yeah...” Jerrod nodded and there was a collective agreement.

  “She’s a virgin, team. She doesn’t know what she wants. What she does like is all this attention you’re giving her, and frankly, I don’t blame any of you. If I was a few years younger, I’d be interested too—hell, I still am, but you guys are the heart and soul of the Texas Cowboys.” I looked around the room. “What I’m suggesting is that the six of you come back to my ranch and keep doing what you’re doing in a much calmer environment.”

  “What do you mean?” Jerrod tilted his head. “Like, compete for her?”

  “Not compete—not exactly.” I shook my head back and forth. “Share.”

  “Share!?” Mia swallowed hard. “Coach Dawson, I...”

  “Mia.” I turned to her. “I’m not saying you need to have sex with all of them, or any of them, but it is clear they’re all invested in you. You’ve heard of a harem, right?”

  “A harem? Like, where someone has a bunch of girls to have sex with?” She blinked a couple of times in surprise.

  “Yep. What I’m suggesting is that we do it a little different.” I reached over and took her hand. “One girl and six premier athletes that want you. You’d be the luckiest girl in Texas.”

  “Damn, Coach.” Hank raised an eyebrow. “It sounds like you’ve done this before.”

  “I have, but usually it’s just two or three guys. This will be a bit of new adventure for me as well.” I put my hands on my hips. “What do you say, team?”

  “Wait...” Mia held up her hands. “I still haven’t agreed.”

  “Mia.” Matt walked up and took her hand. “Coach Dawson is right. All of us really do like you. I don’t want to fight with these guys over you, much less fight my own brother, but I’m really interested in you.”

  “I don’t normally share.” Jerrod let out a sigh. “But you’re hot as hell, and while I’d love to be the first one to have you, I think this would be a great exercise for the team. What do you say, guys?”

  I knew it would be strange for the team to buy into it, but once I had Jerrod on board, the rest of them seemed to fall in line. My ranch was a sprawling mansion with plenty of room for the eight of us and a whole lot more. What the six players agreeing to the arrangement and the young virgin who still looked scared didn’t quite understand was that there wasn’t just going to be six guys pursuing her—there was going to be seven. I might not be a young stallion like the rest of them, but with six other guys taking turns with Mia, I could certainly give her a few minutes of disappointment once she was fully satisfied. She was so much prettier than Tiffany or Brandy and just being so close to her was igniting my primal need to protect. More than protect—I wanted her. I didn’t care if I had to share.

  It’s time for Coach Dawson to get back on the field.

  Chapter 5: Mia

  Six guys. Six freaking guys?

  I walked into the Lone Star Pub with one dream—Matt Rollins. I never imagined the night would go completely off the rails and I would be sitting beside Coach Dawson in the front seat of his Lexus, headed towards his ranch. There was an intense nervousness in my stomach as I thought about it. I was going to lose my virginity. I wasn’t sure which guy would take it but Matt and Jerrod seemed to be the leading candidates. I couldn’t very well agree to go home with six guys—plus Coach Dawson—and expect to go home a virgin. What Coach Dawson suggested was strange and I wasn’t sure if it was me or the alcohol that agreed with it. It seemed like something a promiscuous naughty girl would agree to. Not the kind of girl my parents raised. Not a virgin who had never even seen a real cock outside of the brief glimpses when an HBO show went full frontal.

  “I’m glad you agreed to this arrangement.” Coach Dawson reached over and put his hand on my knee. “I know this might be a little different than anything you’ve ever considered before.”

  “Never in my wildest dreams—not even in a fantasy.” I stared straight ahead and blinked a couple of times.

  “The team needs to be a cohesive unit and I can’t think of a way for them to be more cohesive than to have one girl to focus on this season.” He chuckled and shook his head. “Just knowing they won’t be out late after every game hunting down a new girl will let me sleep better.”

  “You really think they won’t go out looking for someone else? How can I keep them all happy?” I sighed. “I’ve never even managed to keep one guy happy.”

  “You’d be surprised how easy it is to keep a guy happy.” His hand moved up my thigh. “Even me.”

  “Coach Dawson?” I looked down at his hand.

  “You’re very beautiful, Mia. You even get an old guy like me wishing I was a few years younger. What I might lack in youth and vigor, I more than make up for in experience.” His hand got so close I could practically feel the heat from his touch on my pussy.

  “I get the feeling it won’t just be six guys showering me with attention.” I quivered slightly from his touch.

  Coach Dawson was on the cover of GQ! He was voted the most eligible bachelor in Texas two years ago!

  “Is seven too many?” He lightly stroked the center of my panties, making my whole body tingle.

  “Seven?” I shuddered. “Even two sounds like a lot.”

  “You might lonely in the mornings when the team is working out. There are a few practices that I don’t attend.” He rubbed a little harder. “It would just be you and me.”

  “The other guys would be okay with it?” I felt my legs spreading wider.

  “They’ll be more than okay with it.” He pulled his hand away. “We’re almost there.”

  Coach Dawson’s ranch lived up to all the hype. It sprawled more acres than I could count. The spread he had in GQ had a quick tour of the interior and I couldn’t believe I was going to see it in real life. Our car arrived first and then the entire driveway began to fill up. It looked like a luxury car dealership with more money in one spot than I ever expected to see in a lifetime. Coach Dawson entered the house and flipped on the lights, illuminating a very large living room. I followed him and the team followed behind me. Six stallions brimming with sexual energy and a coach that I was sure had more experience than the rest of them combined. Coach Dawson served up a round of beers and made me a vodka tonic. I was thankful to have a drink, because the alcohol from the pub had started to wear off. My head was still spinning regardless.

  “Okay, team. We need to lay down some ground rules.” Coach Dawson stood in front of them. “What happens in this house is private. I don’t want to hear any of you talking about it in interviews or sending out social media crap—not even a picture. Whatever Mia wants, Mia gets.
I expect all of you to cater to her every desire. If she’s not comfortable with you, then you’re out.”

  “Seriously, Coach?” Hank stepped forward. “I thought we were just going to have some fun.”

  “We are. It’s time you boys learned how to do more than shove your cock in a woman.” He chuckled. “Lesson number one, if you’re for it, Mia—how to make a woman orgasm seven times without anyone touching their dick.”

  “What?” I recoiled immediately at his words.

  Is he serious?

  “I know how to make a woman cum with my tongue.” Jerrod scoffed at the idea.

  “Then let’s play a game and make it interesting.” Coach Dawson walked into the kitchen and returned with a timer and a round, flat wooden board. “You don’t have to compete for Mia, because she’s already here, so how about we gather around the dining room table here and show Mia how thankful we are to have her here with us.”

  This is really happening.

  Coach Dawson motioned for us to follow him into the dining room and I was so enthralled by what he was saying, I couldn’t help but follow. The rest of the team did as he asked, with Matt being the first and Jerrod being the last one to enter the room. It was big enough to accommodate us all and the dining room table looked like it could have been King Arthur’s famous round table. There were several trophies in a case on the wall and a jersey that said New England Knights—the team Coach Dawson took the Big Game before he came to Texas. There were a couple of swords on the wall with autographs from all the players, crossed over a plaque with his championship ring. When Coach Dawson placed the flat wooden board in the middle and gave it a spin, I realized it was a Lazy Susan designed to serve food. It didn’t take me long to figure out my pussy was the main course. The patted the Lazy Susan and looked over to me.

  “Alright, Mia. Get up here and we’ll give you a spin. Whichever one is us is lucky enough to go first sets the time to beat.” He set the timer on the table and took a seat.

  “Hold up, Coach.” Chad held his hand up. “You’re playing too?”