Chapter 31 One More Night
The fire in the hearth crackled softly, casting golden light across the room. Shadows danced on the wood-paneled walls, and I could feel the electricity in the air. Our last night in the cabin. After everything we’d shared, everything we’d felt, there was no hesitation left.
I stood at the foot of the bed, wearing nothing but one of Josh’s shirts. It hung loosely on me, brushing my bare thighs, and I watched as each of them moved with quiet purpose.
Jake was the first to step closer, his eyes warm with mischief, but softer than usual. He cupped my cheek, fingers sliding into my hair. “You sure you’re up for all of us tonight, Em?”
I leaned into his touch. “Absolutely.”
Patrick moved behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist, pressing a kiss just behind my ear. “Let us take care of you.”
The shirt was gone within seconds. I let them undress me like I belonged to them, because I did. Every touch was deliberate. Reverent. They weren’t just hungry for my body. They wanted to worship me.
Josh guided me to the bed first. His hands were steady, firm, like he was grounding me. He laid me out across the center of the bed and kissed me, slow and deep, while the others shed their clothes.
Drew was next to me in a heartbeat, brushing hair away from my face. His kiss was gentle, filled with a quiet sort of promise. “Let us know if anything feels too much, sweetheart.”
Mike’s hands skimmed down my sides, trailing goosebumps in their wake. “You’ve already taken all of us before,” he murmured, “are you ready to do it again?”
Jake chuckled low, sliding in beside me. “Sounds like a challenge.”
Their touches blended together. Lips at my neck. Fingers down my thighs. Hands tangled in my hair. Patrick settled between my knees, his mouth moving slowly over me, teasing my clit and savoring every moan he pulled from my lips. Jake and Josh worked in tandem, teasing my breasts with tongues and fingertips, kissing and biting until I was gasping.
“Let go,” Drew whispered from behind me, his hand cradling my jaw as Patrick’s tongue drove me to the edge. “We’ve got you.”
I shattered. Hard. And they didn’t stop.
Mike was inside me next, teasing my entrance with the head of his dick before thrusting into me slowly and deeply. Drew kissed me while Jake coaxed more pleasure from my body with his mouth on my nipple. I was surrounded. Completely consumed. One orgasm bled into another until I was crying out, body trembling, every nerve lit up.
When Patrick finally slid inside me, my body welcomed him like it knew the shape of him. Josh held my legs open while Patrick fucked me slow and deep, each thrust stealing my breath. They murmured soft things between kisses and touches. Sweet words. Dirty ones. Promises that I felt down to my bones.
“You feel so fucking good,” Jake said, kissing my shoulder when it was his turn to thrust into me.
I moaned in pleasure as his first thrust stretched me.
“Harder, please, Jake,” I whimpered.
Jake looked up and gave me a wicked grin. “Anything for you, sweetheart.” Then he was slamming into him hard and fast.
My orgasm came hard and fast, and Jake quickly followed, groaning his release with one final thrust. He collapsed next to me
“You’re perfect,” Mike whispered, running his fingers through my hair.
Drew brushed a kiss over my temple. “We’ve got you.”
And they did.
Drew took me with slow, gentle thrusts and encouraging words. When I came again, he followed with a rough groan, burying his face in my neck. The room was silent for a beat, only the sounds of heavy breathing and the crackle of the fire filling the space. They surrounded me on all sides, bodies pressing into mine, arms wrapping me in warmth.
Josh pulled a blanket over us as Drew wiped between my thighs with a warm cloth, his touch tender. “Still with us, sweetheart?”
“Barely,” I whispered, voice hoarse from all the moaning and crying out. “I think you guys might have succeeded in breaking my vagina this time.”
They all chuckled at that, sounding way too proud of themselves.
Patrick was behind me now, holding me close, his breath warm against my shoulder.
Jake ran his fingers through my hair and gave me a soft kiss. “You did so well, Em.”
“I feel like melted butter,” I mumbled.
Another round of laughter rumbled softly around me. It wasn’t loud. It was warm. Content.
Mike pulled me halfway into his lap and pressed a kiss to my cheek. “You want water? Something sweet?”
“I just want you all to stay here.”
“We’re not going anywhere,” Josh said, already reaching for my hand.
Eventually, someone handed me a bottle of water. Jake fed me pieces of chocolate from his stash while Drew tucked the blankets tighter around us.
The fire burned low. Our bodies tangled together in the warm nest of sheets and pillows. My heart felt full to bursting. This wasn’t just sex. It was us.
Our last night in the cabin. A memory I’d never forget.
Patrick's fingers traced lazy patterns across my hip. “When we get home, I want you to pick out a frame for one of the photos we took on the trip.”
“Why?” I asked sleepily.
“Because I want it on the wall. I want a reminder of this. Of you. Of all of us.”
I smiled into the pillow. “Okay.”
Jake kissed the back of my shoulder. “Sweet dreams, baby girl.”
I fell asleep surrounded by the five men who loved me. My family.
And I’d never felt safer.