Mike reached up and ran his fingers through her hair.
“What are you thinking about?” he asked.
She ran her finger over the flag tattoo and then the word, “brothers.”
“All four of you have the same tattoo and the same date.”
He glanced down at his arm.
“That was a special day.”
She heard Nate’s voice and turned to see him standing in the doorway. He looked at her, and she felt all aroused and wet all over again.
“Why don’t you tell her about it, Nate? It was a big day for you.” Mike used his good arm to pull her against his side. She snuggled up against Mike, despite her attempt at giving him room.
“I’m good, sweets. I want you right by my side,” he said, and she smiled at him.
Nate walked over, pulling his shirt up over his head before he sat down on the bed. She reached out and ran her fingers along the flag and the identical date.
“Ten years ago, which seems like a lifetime from now, I prepared to leave for the Marine Corp like I had since joining the service at nineteen.”
“Nineteen? You were so young.”
He smiled.
“Baby, you have no idea. I had experienced war before. Nearly got killed in a low-profile mission, and when I came back in between tours, my brothers and I talked about our family.”
“We discussed the bond we have. We wanted what our mom and fathers have,” Mike added.
“Wait, mom and fathers? You mean a ménage?”
Nate smiled. He cupped her chin, and his eyes swept over her bare breasts. “They live a couple of hours south of here. They have a gorgeous place on the beach. They’d love you, Francesca.”
She felt her heart race.
“My brothers and I did everything together. And during those first few years apart, things got a little crazy,” Nate explained.
“Rye got into some serious trouble. He was fighting, messing around in illegal boxing matches, and then he got in over his head with some mobster types.”
“Oh God, how did he get out of trouble?” she asked.
Mike chuckled. “Let’s just say Turbo, Nate, and I went into a fistfight packing guns.”
“We made it so that Rye would never have to worry about anyone messing with him or trying to drag him back into underground trouble.”
She couldn’t imagine Rye fighting illegally. He did have big muscles, and he was very physically fit, but still, he was so sweet and didn’t seem to fit the personality of a fighter.
“I wasn’t that bad off. Don’t let them bullshit you,” Rye said, joining them in the bedroom.
She looked him over, trying to imagine him in some wild cage fight in an old abandoned warehouse down some dark alley. Why she thought it was sexy she didn’t know. But she was glad his brothers had helped him out of trouble and from going down the wrong path.
He climbed right up onto the bed and caressed up her bare calves and thighs to her waist. He kissed her inner thighs. “I was bad-ass, baby. We kicked ass that night.” He licked her skin under her knee, and Mike chuckled.
“We were fucking lucky,” Mike stated.
“That’s why we drank so much afterward. We were on a high,” Nate said.
She put it together. “Oh, so you got drunk and celebrated your victory by getting matching tattoos?”
Rye spread her thighs and used his thumbs to manipulate her pussy.
“No, Nate was leaving for a tour of duty in the Middle East on some secret mission. His commanders told him it was dangerous and he might not make it back alive.”
The tears instantly filled her eyes, and she saw the seriousness in Rye’s eyes and heard it in the tone of his voice. She looked at Nate, who held the same unreadable expression. “Oh God, Nate, you were in Iraq?”
He leaned over and pressed his lips to hers.
“I’ve been a lot of places, darling. I’ve done a lot of crazy shit to survive.” He held her gaze and looked over her face as if memorizing every detail. “I often wondered why I lived and why I even existed. Now I know.”
She didn’t know what he meant, and then it hit her.
“To take care of your brothers and watch over them,” she whispered.
“For my brothers and me to take care and watch over you.” His words hit her straight in the heart, and then he kissed her.
Rye took that moment to stroke a finger into her pussy.
Nate took complete control of the situation and kissed her thoroughly, and then he paused.
“We want you.”
“Yes,” she whispered.
He got up off the bed and stripped off his pants and briefs.
Rye pulled his fingers from her pussy and jumped up from the bed. He ran to the side dresser, and Nate lifted her up to straddle his body, leaving his legs to hang over the side of the bed. She looked over Nate’s head and locked gazes with Mike. He rolled to his side, flinching as he leaned on his arm and elbow, and watched with interest.
“Best fucking seat in the house,” he said.
She felt her cheeks warm and then felt Nate align his cock with her pussy and thrust up into her.
She gasped and held on to his shoulders until he worked his thick cock all the way in.
His hands felt so good and powerful as he manipulated her body, cupping her breasts while thrusting up.
She tried to hold on and ride him, but suddenly she felt the cool liquid to her anus and Rye’s fingers press into her ass.
“Damn, Frankie, you have got to have the best ass.” He leaned down and bit her gently on the ass cheek.
“Rye,” she said, but it came out more like a moan than a reprimand.
Mike chuckled. “Her tits look great, too, as they bob and sway each time Nate thrusts into her pussy.”
“Mike,” she scolded, and Nate held her hips and thrust upward. Sure enough, her breasts moved and bounced.
As they made comments, and she was about to reprimand them some more, she felt Rye pull his finger from her ass and replace it with his cock.
She stiffened a moment and then gasped as she felt Rye’s cock sink deeper between her anal muscles.
Both Nate and Rye began to move into her, thrusting, rocking, and grabbing her everywhere. Rye cupped her breasts from behind as he thrust into her ass. She felt her belly tighten and her heart soar with love and adoration for these men. They were such a deep part of her, and the realization brought tears to her eyes. She suddenly wanted to give them everything she could. She thought she heard the bed dip but could hardly focus as her body erupted and she screamed her first release.
She was trying to recover, her body building up again already as Nate and Rye continued to make love to her. They slowed their pace. Nate cupped her breasts, and Rye grabbed her hips and massaged her ass cheeks. Then she sensed Mike moving closer. His eyes scrunched together, but he held his cock in his hand and looked determined.
“I want in, too.”
She licked her lips. She wanted to ask if he was okay, but that fierce, determined look in his eyes warned her not to. She moved her head closer and immediately pulled his cock between her lips. From there on out, she was in some kind of erotic fog.
* * * *
Nate locked gazes with Rye, and then they looked at Mike. Mike was staring down at Frankie, caressing the hair from her face as he thrust slowly into her mouth.
“That’s my girl. It feels so good,” Mike told her as he caressed her cheeks and held her hair and head while she sucked him down.
Nate felt his brother’s love for Francesca. Hell, if he could let himself go and believe she was as amazing as she seemed, he would admit to loving her, too.
“I’m coming, Frankie.” Rye moaned and thrust faster.
“Me, too, baby,” Mike said.
Nate heard both of his brothers moan then Mike’s face tightened and he closed his eyes as he grunted and came in Frankie’s mouth. Mike fell back to the bed, exhausted and more than likely in pain. Frankie lowered her head and moaned as Rye kissed along her shoulder then pulled out of her ass slowly and with care.
Nate was overwhelmed with emotion. He rolled her to her back, lifted her hands above her head, and entwined their fingers. He held her gaze as he rocked his hips, thrusting his pelvis and cock as deeply into her as he could get. She was a fantasy. Her large breasts rocked and bounced with his every thrust. Her head tilted back, her pelvis lifted, and the sight of her throat, her breasts, and rapid panting sent him closer to his climax.
“I love your body. I love being inside of you, Francesca.”
“I love it, too. You feel so good. I’m coming, Nate. I’m coming.”
She moaned again, and he picked up speed. He rocked his hips and thrust his cock into her tight, wet cunt until he could hardly focus. He heard her cry out. He felt her hot cream drench his cock and her vaginal muscles grip the thick muscle, and he lost it.
“Francesca. Oh God.” He came. He jerked and spasmed, letting all his seed fill her to her womb, and the thought brought on a surge of possessiveness and deep emotions. He wanted everything with her. He wanted to always feel like this and be this close to her and to his brothers.
He leaned forward and kissed her. He let his weight press her to the bed a moment as he relished the feeling of knowing she was their woman and no one else’s.
He released her hands and cupped her cheeks then kissed her again. When he pulled from her body, she moaned softly, and he cradled her in his arms.
“This is where you belong. Where I need you to be. Right here in my arms with my brothers and me. Always.”