Seven Roses (Haremworld)

“I’ll have you begging for another orgasm before I even start fucking you.” He brought his hand down again and spanked the other side of my ass.

“Don’t hurt her, Hank.” I could hear Jerrod’s voice laced with a bit of concern.

“It’s

okay.” I looked up and moaned as Hank spanked me again. “I like it.”

“Damn that’s hot.” Roger let out a sigh. “Can I try that sometime?”

“Of course.” I bit my lip with a smile as Hank gave me a harder one that landed across both sides of my ass.

Hank’s expertly placed smacks had me turned on in no time. I spread my legs further apart as he spanked me and he moved between them, pushing his enormous cock against me from behind. I pushed up and felt his hands squeeze my tender ass as he drove himself deep. The spanking wasn’t enough to hurt, but it made my ass sting a little bit, which made me even wetter than I had been previously. His cock was so big that it stretched my g-spot constantly, never moving from it while he fucked me. The spanking had already started to build up my orgasm so when Hank’s cock thundered across my g-spot with quick thrusts, I was shaking with the building pressure. The spanking seemed to turn Hank on as well, because I felt his pulsating cock ready to unload when he landed a few dozen strokes inside of me. He picked up the pace and I started to orgasm, feeling my body erupt while he ejaculated. By the time his cock was spent, I was barely able to keep my eyes open in the afterglow of bliss.

“We’ll let you rest for a bit.” Coach Dawson leaned over and kissed my neck. “Then we’ll be back for round two.”

“Round two?” I felt my exhausted eyes open wide in surprise.

Holy shit.

True to their word, all seven of them returned one by one to lay claim to my exhausted body again. By the time they were done with me again, I was almost numb to their touch, but savoring each of them when they came for me. It seemed like nothing could stop me from enjoying sex, no matter how many times they fucked me. They finally hit the field late, but with Coach Dawson on their side, it didn’t seem like it would matter. They returned that evening for round three, and I learned my limits were higher than I ever dreamed. The days started to pass and our time together in bed started to slow down with the season approaching. The preseason games were easy for the team, and I was there to cheer them on. When we made our way to Atlanta for our opening game, they were like dynamite on the field. The six players seemed unstoppable as the season continued—both in the bedroom and on the field. Even Coach Dawson seemed to have a new passion for the game; almost as furious as his passion for me. When the Big Game finally came, the team walked into it undefeated and ready to wear their championship rings. I knew there was nothing that could stop them when they were determined because I had felt that determination every single day.

Epilogue — Mia

The championship ceremony was like nothing I could have ever imagined. We kept up our charade and Matt was the one I kissed in public, but when the cameras were gone, I had all seven of them on my lips. With the regular season over, we returned to Coach Dawson’s ranch and I learned how amazing it was to have their undivided attention every day. I felt like a spoiled princess, the queen of their lives, and before long I had a new title looming on the horizon—mother. I wasn’t sure which of them had put the baby inside of me, but they all took care of me like it was their own. I knew the child was going to be lucky to have so many people that cared about it when it finally did make an appearance in the world. I wasn’t sure how I would explain our life to my future son or daughter, but I figured we would find the right way to do it together.

“So, what are we going to name our future quarterback?” Jerrod took a seat and twisted the top off a beer.

“Quarterback?” Matt sat down beside me and rubbed my belly which had finally started to show. “He’s going to be a beast and destroy quarterbacks.”

“It could be a girl.” I looked at the two of them. “She might be a cheerleader just like me.”

“Fuck that.” Coach Dawson shook his head. “I’ve seen what happens to cheerleaders.”

“Are you complaining?” I narrowed my eyes at his sarcasm.

“Not at all.” He chuckled.

“If it is a girl.” Hank raised his beer. “She’ll never have a fucking date, because we’ll kill any mother fucker that shows up at the door.”

“Ain’t that the truth.” Joe nodded and smiled.

“If she’s anything like her mother, she’ll probably be too much for even us to handle.” Chad sipped his beer and shook his head.

“I’ll be happy either way.” Roger tapped his fingers on the arm of his chair. “I just want a healthy baby.”

“Me too.” I rubbed my stomach and smiled.

The baby did turn out to be a boy and when it was time for Charles to arrive, I decided to have the baby at Coach Dawson’s ranch. They arranged for a doctor and a midwife to assist and while some of them wanted to do it at the hospital, I wanted them all to be present for the birth. Making that happen at a hospital was a little complicated. I hardly had to do much to care for my son. They were fighting over him—to the point I thought they were going to come to blows over who got to change the diaper. It was the first time I had seen much hint of jealousy, but it was all in good fun. They spent hours obsessing over his workout routine, who got to throw the football with him every day, and which training camps they wanted him in. Raising anything other than a football player was out of the question.

WITH THE BABY DELIVERED, our trips to the bedroom started up again once I recovered. It was usually just six of them at once instead of seven since one of them took care of Charles, but they took turns until every one of them got their fill. The season was in full swing by the time I did give birth and recover. They were poised to have back to back championship rings, and life was amazing. I never imagined myself having such an arrangement with seven men, but after doing it for a year, it seemed normal. Seven hot, ravenous men that craved every bit of me and took care of our family. It was more than I could have ever wished for, but there was nothing that made me want to change it. I had found the happiness I sought in arms that were totally devoted to me in every way.

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Bonus Content: Mr. Mountain Sample

Chapter 1: Heather

The sun had been down for a while and what was supposed to be a great trip to the Appalachian Mountains with friends had turned into a miserable tour of falling snow as I drove down a long, seemingly deserted road. Even the radio had given up on me as I fought between bouts of static for a brief melody of actual music. I didn’t even care if it was a genre I hated if it kept me company and reminded me I wasn’t alone in the world. Each push of the radio’s scan button brought a little bit of hope, but it wasn’t long until the static started again and the music was drowned out.