She jerked upward as Spartan slid fingers to her cunt and then lowered down to take his taste of pleasure.
* * * *
Nolan took his turn tasting Cherokee’s sweet cream. The sound of her purrs, the way she gripped onto Han’s and cried out another release had his cock so fucking hard he didn’t think he would last long. Just knowing they were the only men she would ever make love to made him feel crazy possessive. It was so insane.
He slid his palms up and down her thighs and then saw Spartan give directions, signals with his hands. They would take her in every hole tonight.
Nolan licked her pussy and anus, back and forth, and then pulled away. He slid his palms up and down her thighs.
“Taste her, Hans. Then Brye.” He slid from between her legs. Spartan asked him to go grab lube from next door. This was happening. They were going to claim her in every way, and there would be no denying she was their woman, eventually their wife. He kissed her thighs, not even wanting to leave her for a second, but her comfort, her satisfaction was his motivation. They needed the lube to not hurt her. They were big men, and she was a feminine goddess.
* * * *
Hans moved into position between her legs. He was bent down sliding his palms up and down her thighs. She reached for her, her breasts large, full, and edible. He licked his lips.
“Let me touch you. Please,” she said, and he lifted up to let her touch his hair and cheek, but then his mouth was near her breast and he couldn’t not taste her skin, absorb her womanly scent, so he suckled her breast as she ran her fingers through his hair. He slid his fingers into her cunt and thrust them in and out as if it were his cock. He suckled harder.
“Hans. Oh God, that feels incredible. Oh please. Please.”
He released her breast and then lowered down as she rocked her hips and replaced fingers with his mouth. She came just like that.
“My turn. Nolan will be back any second.”
“Nolan? Where is he?” she asked, looking upset.
Spartan caressed her cheek. “He’ll be right back. He had to get things from the house.”
“Things?” she asked.
“Condoms, lube, sex toys,” Hans said, and her eyes widened.
They chuckled.
“You don’t need condoms. I have an IUD.”
Spartan caressed her cheek and stroked his cock. “Skin to skin. No barriers ever. I like the sound of that.”
“I want to get a better look at this ass,” Brye said, and in a flash, he lifted her up, flipped her to her belly, lifted her hips, and started licking her from cunt to anus from behind.
“Brye!” she exclaimed, and the desire to claim every inch of her just went up another notch.
* * * *
Brye felt wild, insane with need to possess this woman in every way. He licked her from behind, spreading her thighs, feeling them shake beneath him. He ran his palms from her ass to her hips and down her arms then under her arms to her breasts as he licked and suckled her hard clit.
She thrust back at him and he knew she was more than ready. That was the plan. Get her wet, aroused, and hopefully her first time wouldn’t hurt in any way. They were all very big men, and they had voracious appetites. They could get wild during sex, but this was already different. This would be the first time they took a woman together. Claimed their woman, their wife as one team forever. Holy fuck, he thought and then laid fingers to her pussy and her ass and thrust them faster.
“Brye, oh it burns but yet it feels so wild and naughty.” She started to rock her hips back against his fingers.
John gripped her hair and cheeks.
“We’re going to get really naughty, baby.” He brought his cock to her lips.
“Yes.” She opened immediately for him.
The sight had him nearly shooting his load. He took in the expressions of his brothers-in-arms. Spartan stood there watching and on guard, stroking his cock. Hans lay on the bed, stroking his and cupping Cherokee’s breasts, and Nolan came running back into the room, tossing off his clothes.
“Ready”, Spartan said, and Brye eased fingers from her cunt and ass and then licked again.
John pulled his cock from her mouth. She followed as if not wanting to stop. John stroked her cheek.
“We’re going to make love to you now, Cherokee. We’re going to all claim you. Are you ready?” he asked her.
“Yes, John, please. Please, I feel so much.”
Spartan slid underneath her as Brye lifted her up by her hips. She immediately climbed on top of Spartan and cupped his cheeks. She lowered down to kiss him, and Brye stepped to the side.
John gave him a wink. They already knew the order. Spartan rolled her to her back, placed her hands above her head, and used his thighs to spread her wide. He stared down into her eyes. The room went silent.
* * * *
Spartan’s heart was racing. He’d never felt so much emotion and such attraction and love as he did for Cherokee. Combined with having his brothers-in-arms, his best friends, his commanders beside him taking her as their woman and claiming guardianship, it made him overly aroused. He stared down into her gorgeous green eyes, absorbed her plump, pink lips, her sexy breasts, and how rapid her breathing was.
“You accept us as your guardians and your men?” he asked her.
“Yes.”
He gave a small smile. “We will never fail you, Cherokee. Never.” He slowly slid his cock into her tight, wet cunt. He held her gaze, and she held his as he nudged and nudged, and then she gasped as he broke the tiny thin barrier and claimed her virginity. He remained still a moment.
“Okay?” he asked.
She panted. “Yes.”
He lowered down to kiss her lips and felt a bit of anxiety about pleasing her, making this first time, every time amazing for her. He lifted up and released her hands to grip her hips and stroke a little faster. She tilted upward, ran those delicate, feminine, pink-manicured fingers up and down his belly and chest, staring at his tattoos and the scars she would surely see. He thrust and rocked his hips then cupped her breasts as his brothers watched.
She was so tight. He lowered down, ran a palm up under her hip and ass, and started thrusting faster, trying to claim her, to leave his mark, and she tugged on his hair and held his head to her breast while moaning and panting.
“So big and hard. Oh God, Spartan, I feel something. Spartan…” She moaned louder.
“Give in to it. All your orgasms are ours. Give in and let go. Now,” he demanded from her, and they moaned, and he thrust and thrust, sliding a finger into her ass, and she cried out and came. He thrust three more times and followed, feeling dizzy, out of his mind, and lay his cheek against her breast, holding her hips and inhaling her scent. She was breathing rapidly, too, but then caressed his hair, his shoulders, and he tilted up, saw the love, the happiness in her eyes and he knew he loved her.
“Mine forever.”
“Mine forever, too,” she said, making him chuckle right before he pressed his lips to hers and kissed her.
* * * *
Cherokee slid her hands down Spartan’s body as he lifted from hers. She had done it. She reached for John, wanting to get him inside of her as quickly as possible.
“Slow down, baby. We’ve got all the time in the word,” he said to her, leaning on his side and stroking her breasts.
“No, I need you one after the next so you all claim my virginity,” she said to him, surprising him as his eyes widened.
“Please, John. Take me now, and then Hans and Nolan and Brye. I need it like this. Please.”
He covered her mouth and kissed her, stopping her from pleading. Was she being insane? She didn’t know, and she didn’t care as he lifted his hips and began to push the thick, hard cock up into her very wet cunt. She was super wet and her men super sexy with all these muscles and such dominant personalities. She was in for it. She knew.
“Oh,” she exclaimed as he sank all the way in and thrust balls deep into her cunt.
He ran his hands up her arms to her fingers and lifted up, entwined their fingers, and rocked his hips like some sexy, experienced lover. She didn’t want to think about the women these men had claimed. She didn’t. She needed to look at it as that experience was their lives before her. This was new and now.
She parted her lips then licked them as he thrust and caused wild sensations to fill her core.
“I love your body.” He squinted and thrust as if going slow was torturing him.
“Harder, John, and faster. More. I want to feel more.”
“Oh damn, baby, I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Never. Not unless you stopped caring or stopped making love to me. That would hurt me.”
“Never.” He lowered down to kiss her lips, and when he lifted up, he held her gaze with a firm expression and began to thrust deeper, faster. He released her hands, and she held on to his shoulders. His chest was to her chest, and then he gripped her hips and pounded into her body.
“John. Oh God, John!” she exclaimed and came.
“Cherokee!” he yelled out and thrust four more times then came inside of her.
They panted for breath. She caressed his skin, his shoulders and upper back. He lifted up and looked at her with such seriousness and love in his eyes she felt emotional.
“Perfection,” she said to him.
“You are perfection,” he replied, stroking her nipple with the pad of his thumb before lowering his mouth to her nipple and suckling hard. She held his head and panted, amazed that she was ready for more. He trailed a path of kissing and suckled down her body as he eased his cock from her cunt, making her moan.
* * * *
Hans slapped his hands together and rubbed them.
“You are in for it, sladkaya,” he said to her firmly in Russian. She looked so fucking sexy.
“What did you say, Hans? It sounded so good.”
He smirked at her. “I only tell you if you are good girl,” he said, shocking her as he flipped her by her hips to her belly, lifted her hips, and stroked a finger into her cunt from behind.
“Oh!” she exclaimed. He rocked against her, covering her body, stroking her cunt and kissing her shoulder.
He spoke in Russian, felt her pussy cream, and he tugged on her ear as she moaned.
“Oh, brother, he’s using the Russian on her. That’s it,” Brye said, and Nolan chuckled then lay on the bed. He cupped her breast, and she moaned. Brye slid closer.
“Let me taste you, Brye, please. I want to.”
Brye stroked her hair from her face. “Not too much too soon?” he asked, putting her needs first.
Hans slid her juices to her anus and pushed in.
“Oh.” She gasped.
“Wet and ready for cock.” He suckled her shoulder and pulled his finger from her ass and cunt as she opened for Brye’s cock. She started to bob her head up and down. Hans took that moment to slide his cock into her pussy from behind, and she tightened and moaned.
“Oh fuck, that feels so good. Oh this mouth, baby.” Brye gripped her hair and caressed it from her cheeks.
Hans thrust a little faster, getting all the way into her wet virgin pussy and claimed her.
He couldn’t help but look at her asshole, how tight and small it was. To possess her there, everywhere, would be full claim of their woman. He rocked his hips.
“So sexy and wild. I think she can take a cock in every hole. She needs us to claim her and to know we own this mouth, this pussy, and this ass.” He cursed in Russian as he thrust faster.
“Lube,” Spartan said and handed it to him.
“Together,” Hans said, and they all nodded.
Brye eased his cock from her mouth.
“Baby, it’s time,” he said to her, and she moaned and panted as Hans thrust into her. He slid out of her pussy, and Nolan got underneath her, kissed her mouth, and stroked a palm over her ass. When he released her lips, Spartan gave the orders.
“Ride him, Cherokee. Claim Nolan as your man, now.”
“Come on, gorgeous. Fuck, you got my dick so hard I won’t last,” Nolan said, and she lifted up and lowered her pussy to Nolan’s cock. She sank down, and Hans squeezed lube to her ass.
“Oh, what is that?” she asked, but then Brye caressed her cheek.
“Relax those muscles and let us in,” Byre said, and she lifted up and rocked her hips with Nolan’s help.
Hans licked his lips as he pushed fingers into her asshole. “She’s so tight and sucking my digit right in.” He slid a palm over her ass cheek and then smacked it.
“Oh.”
“Fuck, Hans, get in her ass,” Nolan complained.
“I’m making sure our baby is nice and wet.” He slid fingers in and out of her ass as Nolan pumped his hips upward.
“Get down here,” he ordered her, and Nolan gripped her hair and head and pulled her against him for a kiss. He thrust his hips and kissed her mouth as Hans stroked fingers into her ass and massaged her ass cheeks with his palm. He smacked her ass cheek again and again.
Smack, smack, smack.
“Oh,” she exclaimed and came.
“Fuck.” Nolan roared and thrust upward and came inside of her.
“Brye, get in there. You and Hans take her together.”
Nolan was kissing her mouth and cupping her breasts.
“Easy, sweetness. Let’s go,” Hans said, his fingers in her ass. With an arm around her midsection, he lifted her. Nolan gave her a wink and slid out, and Brye took his place.
“This is just the beginning, Cherokee. The beginning of all of us as one,” Brye said, cupping her cheeks and bringing her down to his mouth to kiss her as she slid her pussy over his cock.
“Now,” Spartan commanded like he was getting desperate to claim her again but, this time, claim her ass.
Hans chuckled.
“She will be our obsession.” He eased fingers out and replaced them with his cock.
“Our obsession,” he repeated through clenched teeth as Hans slowly slid his cock into her ass.
“Oh. My. God.” She grunted and fell to Brye’s chest.
“Holy hell. Fuck. Fuck, I can’t take it,” Brye complained, and then Brye and Hans began to move.
They thrust slowly, in and out of her pussy and ass. Hans gripped her hips and then slid his palm up her feminine body to her shoulder. He held on and pumped his hips, feeling possessive, protective of his woman instantly.
“Never going to be the same. Never letting you go. Printessa. My malyshka.” He roared in Russian and came with Cherokee.
Hans stumbled back, feeling Spartan grip his shoulders. They locked gazes.
“Incredible. Ours,” he said, and Spartan nodded as Hans fell into the chair and tried to recover from the aftereffects of making love to Cherokee. Even though she had been a virgin and this was her first time, he felt like it was his because he’d never loved any woman he had sex with in the past. This was different. He loved Cherokee. Holy fucking shit.
* * * *
Spartan took Han’s place and immediately squeezed more lube into her ass.
“You’re doing so good, baby. So giving. Perfect for all of us. Fucking perfect.” John caressed her cheeks.
She looked at his cock.
“Let me,” she said, and he eased closer.
“For now, but then I take your ass like—
“Oh!” Cherokee exclaimed as Spartan slid right into her ass and filled her with cock.
“Fuck.” Spartan roared. He couldn’t believe the sensations, the tightness, the intensity of emotions that encased his body, mind, and soul. He loved her. He fucking was head over heels for this youthful green-eyed goddess.
He gripped her hips.
“We own this body. We are your guardians now and forever.” He pumped faster into her ass.
Brye grunted and came, and Spartan lifted her around her hips, and Brye slid out. He pumped faster, deeper, and he couldn’t hold back. He had no control over his cock, and he came in her ass
and roared against her neck. She shook beneath him, and he slid fingers to her cunt and felt her cream.
“John. You let John fuck this ass and claim all of you,” he ordered, and she nodded and moaned. So submissive. So perfect.
Spartan slid out, and John took his place. He kissed her shoulder and used his fingers to stroke her cunt as she knelt on all fours on the edge of the bed. He used his other hand to caress her shoulder, her back, and then her ass.
“Can you handle me?”
“Yes. Oh God, I feel wild and naughty and overwhelmed with emotions.”
“We all do.” Nolan kissed her cheek.
John eased back, pulled fingers from her cunt, and slid lube to her asshole. She tightened up and moaned.
“Nice and easy. Relax and let me in next.” He kissed her shoulder, making her shiver with goosebumps.
He smiled. She smelled so good. Felt incredible. He eased fingers out and looked at her body. She belonged to them. He pressed the tip of his thick cock to her anus and began to nudge into her.
Nolan lowered under her breast and suckled her tit. She lowered her chest down, and John eased the rest of the way into her ass.
“Holy fuck.” He gripped her hips and rocked into her ass. He felt possessive and wild, and it was only a matter of a few more strokes in her ass when he came inside of her.
He kissed her everywhere, and as he eased out, Nolan pulled her into his arms and hugged her to him. He caressed her hair. The sight of her nakedness had him licking his lips.
“Rest, baby. Rest. It’s going to be one hell of a long night,” Nolan said to her as Brye got up on the bed and cleaned her up with washcloth and towel. She moaned and looked ready to pass out. She had love bites along her skin and a blush and glow along her cheeks.
“Amazing,” she whispered and then lay against Nolan and fell asleep.
Chapter Five
Cherokee awoke with a gasp. She was momentarily unaware of her surroundings, but unlike most other nights, she immediately sensed the feelings of security. A hand smoothed over her ass, and another caressed her hair away from her shoulder from behind. She was wedged between Hans and Nolan. She took a few unsteady breaths and stared at Hans, who was in front of her. It was early morning. Probably close to four a.m., her normal wake-up hour. He kept his eyes closed, but she knew he was awake. She stared at him. At that long black hair pulled back in a ponytail. His large muscles and perfect skin. She remembered him speaking to her in Russian, calling her sweetheart. Nolan kissed her shoulder, and she leaned back against him.
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