Her Best Men

“Fuck me, Harper. Fuck me until I can’t speak any longer.”

He slammed into me, knocking the bed against the wall. I cried out for more, my hands pressing into the wood of the headboard while my ass jiggled for his pleasure. He let go of my head and dropped down to me, allowing his teeth to sink into the nape of my neck while his cock split me wider than I ever thought possible.

The bigger he grew, the more of him I wanted.

Juices were splashing around on the bed while Harper marked me with his teeth. I allowed my face to drop into the pillow, my mouth running away with me while electricity coursed through my veins. I felt like my entire body was on fire. Like I was about to take off and rocket toward the heavens. I felt Harper’s dick pulsing deep within me, growing stronger and stronger before his hands grabbed my hips.

He thrust into me one last time, his balls smacking my clit and sending me spiraling into a heated climax while he dumped himself inside of me.

“Harper. Shit. Holy fuck. I can’t…”

He dropped to my back and plummeted us both to the bed and all I could do was gasp for air while he kissed all the way down my spine.

“There,” he said before he kissed the backs of my thighs. “Fucked until you couldn’t speak.”

That cheeky son of a bitch.

I rolled over and began giggling, the euphoria rendering me light-headed. I was so overwhelmed that my entire body began to shiver and if I had more tears to cry, I knew I would have. For the first time in my life, my mind had come to a complete halt, and all there was were the sounds of heavy breaths being taken, along with the smell of sex permeating the air.

Then, I felt Chance dip down beside me in bed.

I rolled over to face him and his beautiful smile came into view. His brown eyes sparkled while his hand came up to cup my cheek and he pulled my face close to his before he stopped.

His lips hovered above mine delicately and I knew I was exactly where I needed to be.

“I love every single part of you,” Chance said. “And there is nothing you could do that will ever change that.”

Our lips connected in a small, delightful kiss before he rolled on top of me and sank between my legs. Without breaking our lips, he slid into me, the thickness of his dick shivering my bones before his fingertips found my clit. He rolled into me effortlessly while my toes drifted up his legs, locking around his waist so I could draw him in closer.

But his hand was rendered motionless, and apparently, he didn’t like that.

“Brothers,” he said as he broke the kiss. “I think I’m gonna need a bit of help.”

My eyes shot open and, in that very moment, I felt my legs being uncurled from his body.

One by one, my arms and legs were pinned to the bed. I was spread wide for Chance, his eyes dancing between that boyish sparkle and that devious stare. I was completely immobile as his lips locked with mine again, but this time, he thrusted deeply into me.

I cried out into his lips, trying to pry my limbs from the hands of the other brothers. I wanted to feel him. To caress him. To cling to him and to mark my fingernails into his back. But they held me still while Chance ravaged my body, his lips suckling all over my neck and breasts and shoulders.

I was shivering with passion and moaning with pleasure while Chance took every ounce of me he wanted.

He buried himself into me time and time again, drawing us both to an end we all desperately wanted. The brothers held me down while Chance made his mark on me, my tits flying in his face as he slammed into my hips. He muffled my cries of love with his lips, swallowing my words and feeding off my energies. I wanted to tell him how much I loved him. I wanted to scream out how important he was to me.

How important they all were to me.

But instead, we climaxed together. A heated and heavy moment that ran sweat down my back and caused my vision to tunnel. I could feel Chance releasing himself deep into my body, coating my throbbing and aching walls with his arousal while my body soared up toward the heavens.

I collapsed in a fit of sweat and come, breathing Chance’s air while his body rested on top of mine. I could feel the brothers slowly releasing me, their lips planting kisses on the pa

rts of my body that Chance wasn’t currently covering up.

I was so lucky to have found my Lost Boys and I knew I would do whatever it took to make sure I never lost them again.

EPILOGUE - KYRA

ONE YEAR LATER

It was the night of the massive party and I was absolutely ecstatic. We were celebrating the success of my online channel that had just hit one million subscribers. Christmas was hanging thickly in the air and the boys were running around trying to put everything together. I couldn’t have been happier.