Hearts on Fire 2: Michaela(14)

“But what about jealousy? What about growing bored of the same woman or wanting or needing her at the same time but maybe she’s not able to provide for more than one man simultaneously?” Michaela asked. Her head was beginning to hurt from thinking about all the things that could go wrong.

“You could handle it. We’ve never felt this close, this attracted to a woman, at the same time like we do with you,” Hal stated.

Billy kissed along her neck and then moved his hand up and cupped her breast.

He blew warm breath against her ear, making her shiver.

“Right now, how do you feel, Michaela?” Jake asked.

She locked gazes with him as Billy continued to massage her breast. She could see the hunger in Jake’s eyes, and she knew if she turned to look at Hal, his eyes would reveal the same thing.

Billy ran the palm of his other hand along her inner thigh and up to the V between her legs. She shivered again, but wiggled her ass, feeling Billy’s cock grow harder and thicker under her ass and back.

“How do you feel?” Hal asked her, getting down off the chair and kneeling on the floor next to the chair she and Billy were in.

“Nervous.”

“No, not nervous, but aroused, excited, curious, and comfortable,” Jake whispered.

“Comfortable?” she asked but then closed her eyes and moaned as Billy pinched her nipple under her shirt and bra while he rubbed his other palm up and down the V between her thighs.

“Three men are with you right now. Hal and I are watching our brother, Billy, bringing you pleasure, and we want so badly to join in and make you moan from our touches, too. But we’re trying to go slow. We want you to feel safe, comfortable, and accepting to each of our touches,” Jake said.

Hal reached over and cupped her chin. “How turned on are you right now, knowing that we’re watching our brother massage your breast and pinch your nipple all while he rubs that sweet little cunt?”

“Oh God.” She moaned and felt the tiny spasms of cream release from her pussy.

“That’s right. You know this is real. This isn’t a game, a fetish, a one-time thing,” Hal added.

Hal leaned forward and licked the seam of her lips before plunging his tongue into her mouth. She immediately grabbed onto his head and kissed him back.

She felt Jake move between her legs and undo the zipper on her shorts as she struggled with allowing them this intimacy and seeing where it led, or stopping them.

When she felt Jake’s lips softly press against her thighs, she moaned into Hal’s mouth. Jake made good use of his fingers by pulling off her shorts.

“That’s it, Michaela. Feel the three of us touching you. Embrace the sensations. Feel comfortable and safe with us,” Billy whispered against her bare shoulder. As soon as she felt the difference in temperature with her shorts off and then Jake’s kisses moving between her inner thighs, she started to feel overwhelmed.

Billy cupped her other breast as he pinched one nipple. Hal stroked his tongue deeper into her mouth as he held a fistful of her hair so dominantly and controlling it awoke some primal need inside of her. Feeling the three amazing men attack her in such a primal way, and that was exactly what it was, an attack. On her heart, her body, her flesh, and her soul. She never felt such deep emotions from touches, and kisses alone. This was an intimacy she knew nothing about. It was a case of emotional overload as she fought between giving in to the sensations or running for her life. It was easier to not feel anything, and have a hollow heart, than to feel like this. She felt desirable, she was safe and sexy, and she felt on the verge of losing herself.

Jake pushed aside her panties and stroked his thumbs along her pussy lips.

“Oh,” she moaned as she pulled from Hal’s mouth.

“Easy, darling. Nice and easy, just relax.”

“I can’t. I’ve never. Oh God, I can’t.” She moaned as Jake thrust a finger up into her cunt and her body exploded.



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Michaela shot up off of Billy’s lap and nearly stumbled. Jake was there to steady her by her hips, and she looked so fucking incredible and sexy, Billy reached for her.

“Oh God, Michaela, you should see what you look like,” Billy whispered.

She was panting, and trying to step back into her shorts. Her breasts were pouring from the cups of her bra, her thong panties hung revealing a smooth pink mound that made his lips water. But then he spotted the shadow on her chest. The one above her breast on the left side.

He pulled her to him.

“What is this?” He pressed the strap lower and stared at the scar. “A gunshot wound?” His eyes must have appeared as if they were popping out of his head.

Then he heard Hal. “You were shot?”

She pulled away, fixed the strap of her bra and the tank top, and then rezipped her shorts.

“Please go. Please leave,” she stated, turning around and holding herself.

“Absolutely not,” Jake said in that determined, bossy tone of his as he lifted Michaela up into his arms and carried her into the house. Billy looked at Hal.

“She was shot. That is definitely a gunshot wound,” Billy said as he stood up.

“I’m getting a bad feeling here, bro. I’m thinking some crazy shit.”

“We’ll find out the truth. We know how to handle things this time, Hal. Trust is earned, and if we’re going to continue a relationship with Michaela, our lust, our desire to make love to her can’t outweigh the greater need of trust. We know all too well how badly betrayal hurts. Let’s go.”



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“Put me down, Jake.”

“I will. In your bed.”

“No, Jake. I’m not having sex with the three of you.”

“Not tonight, but you will be ours. I can guarantee it.”

“Oh yeah, how? What are you going to do, force me?” she asked, and he lowered her onto the bed.

“Of course not. But you see, darling, I got this little thing called gut instinct. I’m a law enforcement officer. It means I have a great sense about people.” His brothers walked in and they stood behind him.

“And what are your instincts telling you?” she asked him, half not wanting to have this conversation. She was already in emotional overload. Despite the fear of telling them the truth and her story, she was still aroused, her pussy was still wet, and now all three large men were practically suffocating the last ounce of her resolve by taking up every inch of space in her bedroom. They were too sexy, too filled with muscles, attitude, and sex appeal to turn away and deny. They were a lethal force, and she was weak to their spell of appeal.

“You like to keep to yourself. You don’t share any personal information about yourself. You panicked over the release of the video from the department to the Internet, and you immediately made a phone call after I told you about the video. You have a scar that indicates you were shot, and by the looks of it, within the last year. The way you talked about the house looking abandoned and unloved made me feel like you were talking about yourself, and your need to be loved and cared for. You think you’re all alone, and maybe you have been, but that’s going to change.”

She closed her eyes and shook her head in denial. How could he be so perceptive?

She drew her knees up to her chest and rested her chin on her knees.

“I think you should go. I’m tired. I need a shower, and my head hurts.”

He reached out and caressed her hair. Was it supposed to be fatherly, or like a caregiver’s caress to the emotionally distraught child? She knew that wasn’t the case, but her defense mechanisms went up so easily, and she wanted to resist the effects Jake’s caress alone provided at the moment.

“It’s going to be okay. I can spare a bit more patience for you.”

She lifted her head up and stared at him and then his brothers then back to him again.

“I don’t need a father figure, never mind three in my life,” she snapped. When she went to get up, he gripped her tank top and pressed his hand over her waist, causing her to fall to her back and against the pillow.

He leaned over her, and looking into his blue eyes, all she could think about were his lips against hers, his fingers stroking her needy, inexperienced cunt, and getting lost in his embrace as well as in Billy’s and Hal’s. They totally changed her outlook on ménage, and all it had to offer a lost soul like herself.

“Baby, the last thing I intend to do is come off as fatherly. In fact, if it weren’t for the fact that we’re all exhausted and I know that you need time, I would have had you stripped naked by now and my cock deep inside you.”

She parted her lips, nearly moaning from his words. He stroked his finger along her lips and jaw as he held her gaze.

“Trust is earned. We’re going to start working on that. All of us, immediately.” He leaned down and kissed her softly, and on instinct, or just her own emotional and physical reaction, she hugged him to her.

“I need time. Please, Jake. I just need time.”





Chapter 5




Jake pulled the sheriff’s truck into Michaela’s driveway. Between his schedule and his brothers’, they had been stopping by to spend time with her and to make her feel more comfortable. After speaking with Hal and Billy, both men were concerned over Michaela’s experiences, and her possible inability to open up her heart to them. It seemed to him that Michaela hadn’t received the love she should have had as a child and young adult.