The Arrangement - A Reverse Harem Romance, page 5
“Do it,” I whispered into his ear. Then, just so there wouldn’t be any doubt: “Come in me.”
Chase’s hands slid down and clamped tightly over my thighs at the penultimate moment. His body shook as he drove himself home — one final stroke — pinning himself deep before blasting my insides with molten, searing heat.
I came hard around his cock at the exact same moment.
OH FUCKKKK!
My climax rocked my entire being, leaving me shuddering with ecstasy from head to toe. I shivered, I shook. Most of all I screwed down hard, feeling his pulses as they met my contractions, again and again, as Chase went off like a bomb inside me.
When it was over my whole body was shaking. Chase rocked me slowly forward and back, still inside me, until a noise from over my shoulder caused us to both whip around.
Nathan was standing just inside the doorway, his hands on his hips, staring right at us.
“Not too bad,” he grinned, as he pulled off his shirt.
Twelve
KAYLEEN
I froze with my back to the doorway, completely at a loss. I was still straddling Chase. Still fucking him really, if you wanted to be technical about it.
“W—What are you doing?” I asked.
Nathan continued casually undressing. I continued watching every muscle of his surfer’s body stretch itself over his lithe, beautiful frame.
“It’s after midnight.”
I swallowed dryly. “So?”
Nathan simply shrugged. “So Tuesday’s my day.”
Oh my God.
I should’ve felt shock, or maybe embarrassment. I should’ve covered myself up. But the fact was, I did neither of those things. Instead, I was strangely curious.
“Just how long have you been standing there?”
“Long enough to see you twerk my friend off inside you,” he said, his voice laden with something like admiration. “Shit, that was really something else. Where’d you learn to do that?”
For once I was speechless. Totally at a loss.
Then Nathan dropped his boxers, and I was breathless as well.
“I’m definitely gonna need some of that.”
Tuesday. It’s Tuesday…
Somewhere in the back of my mind, an inner voice laughed. Of course they’d switch off at midnight! They were guys. Young, energetic guys, with late sleep schedules, high libidos, and probably limitless pent-up energy from writing all day.
Did you really think you were the only one this horny?
I laughed again. The switch didn’t bother me I guess, even this quickly. I’d already decided that once I’d slept with one of them I’d have to do them all; it wouldn’t work to be ‘holding out’ on one or more and slow-playing things. If anything would cause jealousy, it would be something like that.
No, I went into this knowing one thing for sure. That for any of this to have a chance to work, I had to treat all three men as a single relationship.
“Alright,” I said, my mouth curling into a smirk. “Give me a few minutes to clean up, and I’ll meet you in your—”
“No need.”
Nathan was already at the bed, already reaching for me. He took my face in his big hands — his fingers were so long! — and gently turned my chin upward as he bent down to kiss me…
Oh…
His lips were full and beautiful. Firm like a man’s, and full of hunger and energy. He kissed me hard, with urgency and need, swirling his tongue through my mouth as his fingers sifted greedily into my hair.
Oh wow…
Nathan’s whole presence was commanding, and I felt myself swooning beneath his touch. Immediately I wanted more of him. I felt myself drawn to him in all new ways, and of course I’d been attracted to him from the beginning.
The smell of him. The taste of him… it was all so intoxicating. He was the only one of the three I hadn’t kissed, and now I was kissing him with his friend still buried in my pussy.
Holy shit, Kayleen.
It was so fucking wild. Hotter than anything I’d ever experienced before. Sharing myself individually between the guys was something I’d prepared myself for, but this wasn’t anything at all like I expected.
Not that I was even close to complaining.
“God that’s hot.”
The words came from Chase. His two hands went to my breasts, the palms dragging tantalizingly over my nipples as Nathan continued to kiss me. The whole thing was like a dream. Like it was happening to someone else…
“Give her to me.”
Chase shifted beneath me as I was rolled onto my back. Two hands parted my knees. They spread me open, exposing my wet, come-soaked pussy.
Then Nathan was there, positioning himself between my thighs.
I yelped in all-new pleasure as he slid in, penetrating me fully and completely. Nathan’s cock was long and lean, just like he was. It felt warm and wonderful gliding in and out of me, helped by the combined lubrication of my own wetness and his friend’s already significant deposit.
And Chase… well, Chase held me in his lap. He cradled my head against his warm, manly legs, while his friend pushed into me again and again.
Jesus Christ.
It was happening, finally. I was fucking two guys. Or rather, I was getting fucked by two guys who were taking turns on me… and probably would be from this moment on.
Well you always wanted to try it, didn’t you?
I did. I mean… I had. I’d always fantasized about it, actually. I’d even shared those fantasies with an adventurous boyfriend or two, but none of them had been comfortable enough to try it.
But now…
“Take it easy on her,” Chase murmured to his friend. Already he’d taken over stroking my hair. “She’s never done this before.”
My body relaxed as I gave myself over, practically melting into the bed. Nathan was screwing me deeply. I was practically hypnotized by the dance of his abdominals, watching as they clenched and unclenched on every long, delicious stroke.
Having Chase hold me while his friend fucked me brought things to a whole new level. He caressed my face gently with the back of his hands. Kept combing his fingers lovingly through my hair. There were times he bent down to kiss me, smiling at the faces I made as Nathan surged into me, over and over again.
I turned my head to one side… and came face to face with his spent cock. A hungry moment later I was taking him into my mouth, not even stopping to think twice about it.
“That’s it,” I heard Nathan say.
Their encouragement was motivating. Chase’s cock tasted like a mixture of him and me, which was something I’d always enjoyed. I sucked it enthusiastically, all way into the back of my throat. It turned me on even more, feeling it grow hard again. Knowing I was pleasing them both at the same time… and they, me.
This is bananas.
Bananas was a great word for it. Especially considering the circumstances.
I started to whimper and moan, really turning it on as they took me from the front and back. I had one hand wrapped around Chase now, stroking him in rhythm to Nathan’s thrusts. When they flipped me over I didn’t even resist; I just let them handle my body, positioning it in any way they chose, letting them do anything they wanted, as long as they continued fucking me.
I found myself on my hands and knees. Nathan was plowing me from behind, his two big hands squeezing almost an entire asscheek in each palm. Out in front, Chase was kissing me savagely. He had my whole face in one hand. His lips locked sweetly against mine.
What the FUCK, Kayleen?
My mind, still shell-shocked, was now swimming with lust. I hadn’t signed on for this! Or had I?
Does it matter?
Certainly not now. Not after this.
I sighed into Chase’s mouth as Nathan continued dogging me, this time leaning over my back to get his face near mine. He began kissing my neck. Kissing my neck while just inches away his friend and I were making out like lost lovers, our tongues dueling and dancing with heat and passion.
“You feel so warm inside…” Nathan hissed in my ear.
I grunted and nodded.
“Like fire. Like a big wet fucking mess.”
The talk was dirty. Filthy. Making me even more horny.
“I’m going to finish inside you,” Nathan whispered. I felt a slight nibble. The gentle clack of his teeth along the top rim of my ear. “I’m going to—”
“DO IT,” I breathed, not caring about anything else. All at once I wanted his come. I wanted it inside me, sloshing alongside Chase’s, filling me up until the two of them flowed down my thighs in a frothy, creamy, hot, wet—
“NNNGHHHH!”
Nathan came in a single, savage grunt — like the cry of some feral animal. I felt him inside me, pulsing thickly. Spasming again and again as he filled me up, his hands curling into talons on either side of my ass.
YES!
It was like being complete. Like having some lifelong wish fulfilled, in a single, beautiful moment.
“YESSS…” I hissed out loud, echoing the sentiment of my brain.
Chase had been kissing me the whole time, but now he held me still. With my cheeks hollowed out by the firm grip of his thumb and forefinger, I stared straight into his eyes. A thousand unspoken words passed between us, while his friend filled my pussy from behind.
Holy fuck.
It was beautiful, in its own twisted way. A deep, silent connection between himself and his best friend, using me as the conduit.
Then Chase stood up, and I realized by how hard he was he’d still been working himself the whole time. He pushed the head of his cock past my trembling lips… stroking, squeezing…
… and emptied himself, right into my waiting mouth.
OH. MY. GOD.
It was absolutely incredible, being filled from both ends. Simultaneously taking two hot loads from two gorgeous men — men who’d just had their way with me, who’d pleased me and used me and shared my body between them.
I swallowed hard a few times, draining Chase completely. It might’ve even been too much, had he already not just come so fully in my pussy.
After that, everything was a blur. A spinning, crazy blur of flesh and come and heat and wetness.
At last we collapsed in a heaving, sweaty heap, with me stuck in the middle. My heart was racing. My brain, still lost somewhere in the clouds.
Down below, my pussy was a frothy, leaky mess.
It’s going to be like this again, isn’t it?
I sure as shit hoped so. Hell, I’d done a lot of fun things in my time, but nothing that came even close to this.
We lay together for a long time, no one even daring to speak. Maybe not wanting to break the spell of contentment. I for one, couldn’t ever remember feeling so sated and comfortable and full.
“C’mon,” said Nathan finally, bouncing up from the bed. With one long arm, he scooped up a bunch of our clothing. The other hand, he offered to me.
“You haven’t seen my room yet.”
Thirteen
CHASE
I followed the smell of bacon and eggs. It was a welcome smell on any morning. Especially on this morning.
“Ah, good. Sleepyface is up.”
The phrase came out semi-sarcastic. I hadn’t taken another two steps before Kayleen shoved a cup of coffee into my hand and pointed to an empty seat.
“Sit.”
I glanced over to where Nathan was already relaxing in one of the kitchen chairs. There was a plate in front of him, scattered with tiny bits of egg, cheese, peppers and some other stuff.
‘Western omelet?” Kayleen asked.
She looked like a warrior queen, tall and slender and frizzy-haired, wielding her spatula like a weapon. I didn’t even know what was in a Western omelet. But I nodded anyway.
“Sure.”
My ass hadn’t even hit the chair and she was already cracking eggs. I took the first sip of my coffee as Kayleen switched over to the whisk.
“Alright,” she demanded, pointing at Nathan. “He wouldn’t say anything until you got here, so now out with it.”
I blinked. “Out with what?”
“You guys have done that before, haven’t you? That couldn’t have been your first time.”
I glanced over at Nathan. He was smirking back at me like we’d just robbed a bank together.
“Done what?”
Kayleen threw an oven mitt at me with surprising accuracy. It sailed across the kitchen, end over end, until it bounced off my forehead. It all happened so fast I didn’t even have time to duck.
“Okay, okay,” I said as she reached for the other one. “I give.”
“And?”
“Yes,” I admitted. “We’ve done that before.”
Nathan sipped his coffee, maybe hoping it would spare him her second shot. But Kayleen was busy pouring the omelet now.
“So I’m not the first girl you’ve tried this with,” she said casually. I wasn’t sure, but I thought I sensed the slightest hint of disappointment in her voice.
“No, you definitely are,” I said quickly. “I mean, we’ve never put out an ad before. We’ve never moved a girl in here, or tried to—”
“But you’ve shared a girl before.”
I looked at Nathan and shrugged. “Yes.”
“We roomed together in college,” Nathan said, taking over. “Chase and I had an apartment with some other people. There was this one cool girl who hung out with us a lot, and… well… we kind of both ended up dating her.”
Kayleen stared down impassively, working her kitchen magic. A minute or two went by before she flipped the omelet and turned back to face us.
“You dated her together,” she insinuated.
“Yes.”
“What was her name?”
I paused, but only for a second. “Dana.”
“Hmmm,” was her only reply. She seemed half interested, half contemplative. It was sort of cute. “And what about Burke?”
“He wasn’t involved,” I said.
“So you both… shared her.”
“Yes.”
“Like you shared me?”
I nodded. There was no use denying it. “All the time.”
Kayleen slid the omelet onto a plate, garnishing it with a little salt and pepper. She pushed it my way, then grabbed her own coffee before settling into the empty chair between us.
“So is that where you learned you liked it?”
“Liked what?”
“Sharing a woman,” she answered. “And not just switching off day by day, but actually screwing her together as a team effort.”
Nathan and I looked at each other again, this time with more uncertainty. I wasn’t exactly sure what she wanted to hear.
“We enjoy it, yes,” I said, leaning into her. “You could say we get off on it.”
“Like you got off in me?”
Our faces were inches apart now. I nodded slowly.
“And what about Burke?” she asked. “Think he’ll want in on this too, or is he going to want more of an individual one-on-one thing?”
“Actually, we’re not sure,” said Nathan. “Maybe yes, maybe no. Burke’s…”
“Weird,” I finished for him. I laughed. “Brilliant but weird.”
Kayleen’s eyes studied mine. She was so close, I could reach out and kiss her. Kiss her the way I had last night. Take her into my arms and do unspeakable things to her. It would be a fantastic way to start the day.
But the morning was already slipping away and I had work to do.
“I want to hear more about Dana,” Kayleen said breathlessly. “Who she was. What she was like.” Her eyes shifted to Nathan and then back to me. “What you guys did to her.”
I swallowed hard. “Nathan can fill you in,” I said, cutting into my omelet. “I uh, should probably wolf this down and get back to writing.”
I regretted the words even as I said them. It would’ve been so easy to break protocol, so simple to just put things off for another hour.
But it was Tuesday. And Tuesday was my day to write.
“Kayleen,” I said carefully, “is everything still okay after last night?”
She batted her blue eyes at me one more time before leaning back in her chair. “Yes. Why?”
“Because you’re asking an awful lot about past stuff.”
“So?”
“So I’m just afraid…” I hesitated. “Afraid that we went too fast, or pushed too hard. That maybe we’re scaring you with too much of this all at once.”
She stared back at me impassively for a few seconds, her full, pouty mouth looking sexy and adorable. Visions sprang to mind without warning. Scenes of last night — of those pouty lips dragging themselves slowly up and down my cock while Nathan drilled himself into her from the other side.
“Sorry if you think I’m asking too many questions,” said Kayleen, without a hint of apology. “But I’m not scared, or frightened, or whatever it is you two are thinking.”
Whew.
My shoulders slumped visibly in relief. Then I stiffened, as Kayleen stood up, leaned in close, and put her lips right up against my ear.
“I just wanted to make sure we’re doing that again.”
Fourteen
KAYLEEN
“So what exactly is your book about?”
I asked the question on the way through the gallery, passing frescoes of colorful landscapes that blended seamlessly with the rest of the villa’s decor. For the first time, I wondered whose place this actually was. Which one of them had the money to afford such a lavish home, or whether they might just be renting it.
“Not book,” said Nathan. “Books. Three of them, remember?”
He carried several boxes of my things, stacked high against his chest. They looked heavy, but he wasn’t straining.
“They’re thrillers,” he continued. “Military suspense. High drama stuff.”
“Contemporary?”
“Yes.”
We were finishing the first of two trips to my apartment — gathering the last of the things I was bringing over. It was nice of him to help me. Especially on his day off.
