He smiled, raising his glass towards me before he took another swing. “It will be an honour if you agree to this,” he added, still smiling, his gaze roaming over my body. Beaming, I tried to ignore the blatant checking out. It was funny how people seemed to overlook the obvious. There was no way he could tell me he didn't know I had three boyfriends. Not only was the name of my business evident, but I cut the red ribbon with them. Or…Did he think they were my brothers? It didn't sound so far-fetched. Many might believe that since we weren't acting like couples. Aside from the time they stood next to me as I cut the ribbon, I haven't spoken with them. They had been on the other side of the room, observing my every move. I couldn't help but discreetly look their way, to see if they were watching us, and they were. But the expressions on their faces didn't seem that friendly. They looked like they were just moments from bashing someone's head in. And I knew who that someone was. “Yo

I drifted in and out of consciousness, barely knowing what was happening. I knew I wasn't at home because of the smell of disinfectant and the yells coming from my mates. It was both noisy and uncomfortable, but I couldn't yell out for them to quiet down. Thankfully, they did, without me screaming for them to stop. The yelling stopped, and so did the pain. The next time I woke up, I was back in my room, with Mitch by my side. “Darling?” He knelt on the floor and took my hand in his, peering up at me. “How are you feeling?” “Great.” I smiled at him, thrilled to know I could speak freely. My lips didn't appear as dry as it was this morning. “Mike is preparing lunch for you. The doctor said you have to eat something nutritious,” he explained, still smiling. “Oh.” I sat up on the bed and raised my left palm to my forehead. “The doctor claimed you were stressed. He only injected you and asked for us to take you back," he explained further. “Oh. That's great! I'm no longer feeling l

Before the others returned, Mitch had already bathed me and tidied up the room. He didn't want them to feel jealous that he got to be with me when they were out working. Mike prepared dinner before he called out to us. Mitch carried me downstairs — despite my protests— and set me on my chair, taking his place next to me as Mike and Miles joined us. “How are you feeling?” Miles asked as he came over to my side of the table. He placed a kiss on my forehead, winking. They were gradually returning to how they were, treating me like they had always done, which worked for me. “Good,” I replied with a smile, blushing when Mike pecked my left cheek. “That's great,” Mike commented. “So, when can I start work?” I questioned them, frowning when they shared looks. “I hope you don't intend to keep me shut in this house forever?” I raised an eyebrow at them. From the way they were looking at me, it was obvious that was what they planned to do with me. I wouldn't put it past them to have me l

I had a dip in the hot tub like Mitch recommended and drank almost all the content of the red bottle of wine I saw next to the bed. Sighing, I plopped down on the bed, my robe giving way to my naked body. My head felt fuzzy, probably from the wine I just had, but there was no denying it, I was feeling horny. The thoughts of my mates, a door away from me, aroused me. Or it could be because I'd had so much to drink. One or both was the reason. But at that moment, I didn't care. Instantly, my fingers flew to my pussy, feeling how wet I was. I stroked one finger over my clit and another dipped inside me. I started moaning. It felt so good, and my eyes clamped shut. My breathing grew faster and heavier as I rubbed my clit harder and harder. My nipples tightened, and my legs started shaking as I reached my orgasm with a loud moan.I thrashed on the bed, panting. I didn't realize touching myself while thinking of my mates would feel so good. I reached down to repeat what I had just done,

Knowing I was being watched by the others turned on me so much that I could only moan, writhing in pleasure, as Mike increased the tempo of his thrusts. Fingering my pussy, he kissed me, holding me down as I moaned. His tongue meshed with mine and began to lightly explore the contours of my mouth.He wasn't fast, taking his time with me while fucking my pussy with his right index finger and middle finger. As we kissed, his left hand roamed on the gentle curves of my naked body. It moved around my shoulders and slid them down to my firm and my round breasts. He cupped my breasts in his hands and felt their weight, their shape, their softness.I moaned into his mouth, creaming some more as his pace increased. A shudder went through me as he dragged his thumbs lightly across my nipples until they were taut and erect.He kissed my neck, his fingers pausing in what they were doing. He took them up, showing the glistening digits to me before he brought them closer to his face and sucked