Morgan's Mates (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (25 page)

Nathan smiled and gave her another kiss. He looked over at the other two men, and they nodded their ascent. It was time they took their woman to bed.

* * * *

Morgan’s head was swimming. She couldn’t believe she was about to do this. She was actually walking into her bedroom with three men, intent on having sex with them all.

Her body was on fire as if overcome with fever. She held Nathan’s hand as they walked into the bedroom. His big body next to her was all she had for support. If not for that, she felt her knees would have given out and she would have fallen to the floor.

A tremor of dark desire ran through her body, and she felt weak all over. What would she do with three men? What were the customs or the norms that guided a woman in a situation like this? Quickly, she decided there weren’t any. All three of the men walking into the bedroom with her had a place in her heart. She would gladly let them take the lead this time.

“Are you frightened?” Hunter asked her as she took a seat on the bed.

“A little.” It was actually a lot, but she didn’t want to put the men off by admitting that.

Nathan sat down next to her on the bed. “How about we get you comfortable?”

“All right.” Her voice was small. She didn’t know what came next. She felt like a virgin again.

Nathan began to unbutton her blouse. He took slow, sensuous arcs with his fingers to neatly free each button one at a time.

Drake had already removed her shoes out in front of the fireplace for her foot rub. But now he and Hunter had dropped to their knees in front of her. They each took one of her feet in their big rough hands and began kissing upward. Oh heavens, Morgan thought. These three were going to cause her to lose her mind.

When they kissed up to the hem of her skirt, they stopped. Hunter reached up for the zipper on her hip and gently lowered it. Her skirt came loose around her waist, and Drake’s fingers entwined under it to pull it down her legs.

Morgan opened her mouth to speak. No words would come out. She remained quiet and let the men work their magic on her.

By this time Nathan had gotten her blouse off her, the silk material sliding luxuriously down her shoulders to pool on top the covers of the bed.

Again she opened her mouth. This time it wasn’t to speak, only to breathe.

Now, wearing only her lace bra and thong, she sat on the bed before the three fully clothed men. Her heart rate skyrocketed, and her vision blurred with yearning.

Nathan claimed her mouth as his own, and their tongues danced between their lips.

She closed her eyes and tasted her first lover. At the same time, Drake was unfastening her bra, and Hunter was peeling away her thong.

As Nathan kissed her, she felt the hands of the other two men start to roam her body. Theirs was a familiar touch, one she had not experienced for weeks. It felt good to have those four sets of fingers back on her body again and having their way.

Nathan slowly laid her back on the bed. He never broke their kiss. Drake had claimed one of her breasts and was devouring it, wetting the nipple with his tongue and causing it to swell with delight.

Hunter had spread her thighs and gone between them. Her pussy wept at his touch. His fingers probed her, and his tongue tasted her intimate region.

The sensations were overpowering her. When she opened her eyes, the bedroom was spinning around as if she were on a runaway merry-go-round. She couldn’t stop it. She couldn’t stop them. They had to have her, each hand exploring her body more demanding than the next.

A quick glance down her nude body showed the men were getting naked with her and returning to the bed. Their cocks were all swollen and angry as they climbed onto the mattress with her.

She couldn’t even see their faces through the haze of her vision. All she could see was their giant cocks.

One of the men started kissing up from her breasts across her shoulders and neck, finally finding her chin and then her lips. From his taste, she knew this was Hunter. With urgency he pulled her on top. Her legs parted for him, and he was sheathed deep in her pussy.

“I love you so much, Morgan,” he whispered in her ear as he thrust up inside of her.

She groaned out her pleasure into the dimly lit bedroom.

“I love you, too, Morgan,” Nathan stood above them and swept back her hair to whisper to her. She took his molten-hot cock into her mouth and swallowed it, wanting to give him pleasure.

Drake was behind her. His fingers were probing inside her other entrance. They were lubed, and the lubrication was warm and divine as it smoothed her opening for him.

“I also love you, Morgan.” Drake’s voice was husky. His cock had just breached her anus. With Hunter’s cock sliding in and out of her pussy and Drake’s cock lodged in her back, the pressure was too much to handle.

She tried to last for them, but this was all so new. She didn’t think they would hold out long, either. Soon every muscle in her body was contracting in wave after wave of perfect orgasms. Morgan moaned around Nathan’s cock, which was pumping in and out of her mouth.

At last the men erupted inside of her. She heard each man cry out as he climaxed. The sweet taste of Nathan poured into her mouth.

It was over. She rolled off Hunter and fell back on top of the bed, too spent to move. This had been the most powerful experience of her life, and she had lived through it, though just barely if the incessant beat of her heart was any indication. Each man still had a hand on her, claiming one part of her body as his own.

“I love you,” Morgan spoke to all of them.

Each of her men gave her a good-night kiss. Soon she couldn’t even keep her eyes open anymore, and she drifted off to the soundest sleep of her life.

* * * *

Morgan woke up from a dream. It was morning. Bright light was shining in the bedroom window. She was naked and under the covers of her bed.

When she turned over, she realized she was alone in the bed.

Her mind was just emerging from the fog of the dream. It had been erotic and wonderful. Yet it could not have been real. Could it have?

Three beautiful red roses were lying on the pillow beside her. Morgan picked up one and smelled the aroma. A smile curved her lips. Okay. So maybe it had been real.

She got up from under the covers and went in to take her morning shower. She turned on the spray as hot as she could stand it and stood beneath it for ten minutes, letting the water soothe her tired body.

Finished with the shower, she toweled off and put on panties and her bathrobe. Stepping into her comfortable house slippers, she was ready to go out into the house and see what awaited her.

Out in the living room, she opened the curtains onto a brilliant white snow that had fallen over night and made everything in the mountains it covered bright and beautiful.

She loved living out here in the mountains and away from all the stress of the world. But her life had just been turned upside down last night. She had three men now and was going to have to keep them all happy. That might be quite a chore.

She would have a lot of challenges to overcome. But with a little bit of resolve, she thought they just might make it.

Wondering as to their whereabouts, she padded through the house in her slippers in search of them.

She found them out in the kitchen gathered around the breakfast table. The smell of the strong pot of coffee Hunter had just made woke her up immediately.

“We thought we would let you sleep,” Nathan greeted her. Morgan went to him and gave him a good-morning kiss on the lips.

“Thank you, darling,” she told him. Then she turned to her other men. Hunter and Drake came up to each give her a kiss in turn. Tasting each man brought back fleeting erotic imagines from the night of passion they’d just shared.

“I made the coffee,” Hunter told her.

“I made the breakfast,” Drake said.

“I thought it might be awkward having you all here with Nathan and me,” she told them. “But I don’t think it’s going to be.”

“We’re okay with the arrangement, too,” Hunter assured her.

“We’re very okay with it,” Drake said.

“Morgan, we’re all three here for you.” This was from Nathan.

“Thank you.” Tears came to her eyes, but she didn’t even bother to wipe them away this time. “I love you all.”

THE END

Dani April is a
pseudonym for a writer who lives and works in the Midwest.
Raven’s Ranch
was the first published work by Dani April.

Dani’s hobby is writing fiction, particularly erotic romances, and Dani is always working on a new story.

Dani was a computer programmer for over ten years and then gave up the profession to teach English in China and Thailand. Now living back home in the USA, Dani owns a house in the country and is working on her next book.

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