Quadruple Sext (Accidental Stepbrother 5)

The place where bliss lived, where pleasure pulsed, flowed, and twisted around inside of me, around me, through me. I came suddenly, with greedy clutches of my hand in the sheets as I made some awful sound, but I didn’t care. I had two men inside of me, and I thought that now I’d truly die from the pleasure of it. This was the moment I felt my heart race faster than ever, felt my eyes roll deep into my head, and my body just spasmed.

Repeatedly, as they drove into me, one after that other, taking turns, and then joining their rhythms, I flew apart repeatedly. I didn’t even know my own name when it was over. I didn’t know the day of the week or who the president was, and I didn’t fucking care. I’d never come that hard, for that long in my life.

Michael and Tristan took mercy on me, and came seconds apart, their bodies release a trigger that set me off all over again. They stayed inside of me, their bodies cradled me, as I went back into that place where only pleasure exists.

Michael finally withdrew from me and I rolled off of Tristan. “Water.”

Daniel went to find a bottle for me, and Adam cradled me to his body. He stroked me, soothed me as the other two tried to catch their breath. Obviously, those two had been the most eager to fuck me, I thought with a smile.

“It’s nice to see you, Adam,” I said and brought my finger up to touch his scar. He’d fallen down a rocky mountain as a teenager and had that scar as a result. It still made him look tough, maybe even a little on the bad boy side.

“It’s more than nice to see you, Nicolette. I can’t believe you’re here.”

“And that you have me for… forever?” I asked and wound my arms around his neck.

“If that’s what you want. I could spend forever exploring that mind of yours.” He kissed me softly, softer than he ever had before, and I knew the separation had brought some truths to him.

“Good.” I tilted my head and grinned. “Forever might not be enough though.”

“Then we’ll follow you into eternity, Nic. All of us. We love you.” His eyes stared deep into mine, unblinking.

All of this had been a lark, a farce for revenge. Or it had been when it started. Now, it was something so much more. It was love. “Do you?”

“We do. Incredibly, impossibly, forever,” he whispered before he kissed my breath away.

There was no rush now. This kiss was just to confirm I was real and he pulled away when Daniel brought in water for all of us.

“So, what have you decided?” I asked as I sat up on the bed. “I’m dying to know.”

“Well, incredibly, we didn’t have to. Dad called right when we landed. Apparently, Mom found out about his stipulation and threat to cut us off and had a massive shit fit. She threw a 3,000-year-old vase at him!” Tristan laughed.

“Yeah, she went apeshit on him,” Adam agreed. “There was mention of a painting being broken over his head. And a lot of apologizing to all of us.”

“So, you’re going to do the NPO?” I asked, hopeful.

“Of course, we are, Nic! And we’re doing it here in Charlotte,” Daniel said, and I threw my arms around him.

“I’m so proud of you all!” I laughed with glee and pride. They’d done it and would be able to do it the way they wanted to now! “I’m so happy for you. And us!”

“We’ve got an apartment lined up downtown, for all of us, if you’d like to move in with us?” Michael offered his gaze on his fingers. Was Mr.-Always-on-Top worried I’d say no?

I leaned over to him and took his chin in my fingers. “Do you think you could pry me out of that place if you were that near to me?”

I blinked blue eyes up at him, so full of love for him, for them all.

“I didn’t think we could, but there’s always a possibility you would change your mind about this. We might get too demanding, or it might overwhelm you. It won’t always be this frantic, but it would be a lot of work for you.”

“I don’t mind. Because I know you’ll all take care of me when I need it. And you’ll make sure I’m always happy. Most importantly, I know you know money doesn’t make me happy, nor does presents. Your love does. That’s all I’ve ever needed, was to be loved.”

“And to fuck Amanda over,” Tristan reminded me with a smirk of happiness.

“Oh yes, that too.”

“Her dad opened her credit cards back up, by the way. But she’s ruined any chances she might have had working on the west coast. Or the east coast. Her Dad sent her to Canada. I feel for the place,” Michael said with a straight face.