Healing hearts 11 tell m.., p.7

  Healing Hearts 11: Tell Me You Love Me, p.7

Healing Hearts 11: Tell Me You Love Me
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  He trailed his mouth from her lips to her neck as he slid her dress up to her waist. “You feel so good. You’re incredible, Melina. God damn, I don’t want to stop. I want to explore more. Let us,” he said to her, and maneuvered his fingers under her thong panties and right to her hot, wet cunt.

  “Blade,” she cried out, and tilted her head back and moaned.

  “Sweet Jesus you’re incredible,” Vetter told her, joining them.

  Blade maneuvered his mouth to her breasts and Vetter was right there. “Too many fucking clothes. We want to see our woman. See what’s ours,” Vetter said.

  Blade lifted up as he pumped his fingers into her cunt, holding her gaze. “You’ll let us in? Let us start this off right?”

  “Yes. Oh God, I’m out of my mind.”

  “We feel it, too. Do we need condoms?” he asked as he pumped his fingers, and then lowered his mouth to nip her breast.

  “Oh!” She gasped. “Yes, you should. If you’re active you should.”

  “It’s been months for I believe all of us,” Morris said, and they were all gathered around them.

  “To the bedroom with her,” Trek said.

  Blade slid his fingers from her cunt and held her gaze as he licked the digits. “Fucking delicious. I’m going to spread you wide, and feast on this pussy and ass until you’re begging for cock. Begging to be claimed by us. Owned by us. You understand me?” Blade asked.

  “Yes,” she said, and he got up and lifted her up into his arms and carried her to the bedroom.

  * * * *

  Melina felt aroused and needy, but also confident that this was too good, too right, to pass up and not take a chance on. She was hurt when Morris hadn’t kissed her good-bye or thought to make her feel like that night in the bedroom had meant something. Now here she was, about to have sex with him and his brothers. A ménage relationship. Holy crap.

  As Blade set her feet down on the rug in front of the bed, the men began to undress. Vetter was behind her unzipping her dress when she saw the injuries on the men. The bandages, the sexy, muscular bodies, and she paused.

  “Oh God, are you guys okay to do this? You won’t be in any pain? I don’t want you in any pain,” she said, staring at Blade’s chest, the deep, purple and red bruises along his chest and ribs and his bandaged arm. She reached out, but then pulled back. It looked painful. She winced at the sight. Her top lowered and the bra came undone.

  Blade cupped her cheeks. “No pain with you. Only pleasure,” he said, and pressed his mouth to hers. He kissed her tenderly as Vetter pushed down her dress and then her panties. She heard them whistle, heard their compliments about her body.

  “God damn that is one sexy woman,” Trek said.

  “This ass is incredible,” Vetter said, and squeezed her ass cheeks as he rocked his cock against her back, making her moan into Blade’s mouth.

  Blade released her cheeks and began to explore her body with mouth and tongue. He licked her nipple as Vetter cupped her other breast from behind, suckled against her neck, and let his thick, hard cock press against her spine.

  When she felt Blade’s mouth on her cunt, she gasped and lifted, only for Vetter to sit on the bed, pull her up, and press her thighs over his legs, exposing her breasts and cunt to his brothers.

  “She’s so wet, she’s glistening,” Trek said.

  Vetter suckled her neck, gripping her hair to the side so he could reach her lips. It was too much as they restrained her, had possession of her body to do whatever they wanted to. She was so aroused she came at the first strike of Blade’s tongue against her cunt.

  She moaned and then felt Blade’s hands glide up and down her thighs, then press down her calves to her ankles, making them lock against Vetter’s thighs. Her pussy and ass were exposed to him, and he took complete advantage of it. She felt Blade’s finger press into her cunt.

  “Look at her. She’s all ours,” Blade said and thrust that finger in and out of her.

  “I need a taste, too,” Trek said, and lowered down, licked her nipple and tugged on it, as Vetter continued to suckle against her neck and keep her in place.

  “Put your arms up and against Vetter. Reach for his neck as you spread your thighs wider,” Morris ordered from behind Blade.

  “Oh God. Oh.” She moaned and came. Blade licked her cream and slid a tongue over her asshole back and forth. She lifted up. She went to lower her arms.

  “No. Arms up,” Morris ordered.

  “Oh God please. Please,” she begged.

  “Let me get a taste. We’re going to have to improvise here because of Morris’s leg,” Trek said, and Blade moved to the side.

  Trek took his place and licked into her cunt back and forth and then fingered her pussy. When she felt that slick, wet finger slide over her asshole and then press in, she cried out her release.

  “Fuck, we need in,” Blade said.

  “I need in,” Vetter told them.

  “Let’s do this,” Morris said.

  Blade tossed a package of condoms onto the bed. They were prepared. Did that mean they had women here before and had sex with them? She felt jealous and angry.

  “Got those yesterday and was hoping for this right here. For you,” Blade admitted.

  “You did?”

  “Yeah, baby. No one else but you. No other woman ever got to me like you do. I’m too old to fuck around. Too old for fucking games.”

  “We all are,” Morris said.

  “Fucking-A, ain’t that the truth,” Trek said.

  Vetter fell back to the bed with her and then rolled her to her back. He kissed her tenderly, slid his palms up her thigh to her breast and cupped it. He took his time feasting on her body, on her nipples, and then her neck. He cringed when she pressed her thighs to his.

  “Oh God, are you in pain?” she asked.

  Vetter lifted up, cupped her cheek and caressed her hair from her face. “I can handle it. You take the pain away.” He pressed his lips to hers.

  When he lifted up, he pulled her lower on the bed so that her ass and cunt hung off of it. She grabbed onto his thighs.

  “Hold on. We’re going to have to improvise a little, because of the injuries.”

  “Whatever you need to do, just be real,” she told him.

  Vetter slid his palm under her hair to her head and gripped a handful, then lowered his mouth closer to hers. “This is so fucking real my heart is racing, my body shaking, and my dick already about to explode. It’s real all right. It’s perfect.” He kissed her softly and then lifted up and took the condom from Blade. He put it in place and she looked at him, at the others, and they smiled.

  “After today, no other men than the four of us,” Blade said.

  “And no other women for the four of you.”

  “Not a chance in hell,” Vetter said to her.

  She held Vetter’s gaze as he began to push his cock into her pussy. She relaxed her muscles and licked her lips at the sight of all those muscles, and then felt worried about the bandage on his side and the stitches he had from being shot. Her thoughts about them almost dying brought tears to her eyes and a deep, inner desire to be part of them, part of their world, filled her heart as he pushed all the way in and they both moaned.

  “Sweet Jesus, woman. Fuck,” he said, and began to thrust his hips and rock into her cunt. She ran her palms up and down his arms. Felt the steel hard muscles beneath her palms and became further aroused.

  “Oh God, Vetter. Vetter, you’re so big, so sexy,” she said.

  “Fuck.” He thrust faster and faster and then came.

  He crushed her to the bed, cupped her cheeks and kissed her mouth, her cheeks, her neck. “You’re incredible,” he told her, and lifted up. He closed his eyes and she could tell he was in pain. She caressed his sides, avoiding the bandage, and then ran that palm up his chest. “More than okay.” He kissed her breast, her belly, and then lifted up.

  She locked onto Trek’s deep blue eyes, that gruff along his cheeks and all those muscles. She licked her lips, the sight of him, the tattoos on his arm that disappeared under the bandage there, and how muscular his body was, even his ass.

  He immediately stepped forward, a condom in place, he slid his palms from her ankles to her thighs, up and down, spreading her. He licked his lips.

  “Woman, your body is fucking incredible. I don’t know where to start, but considering I’m about to come just from looking at you, and from hearing your soft purrs of pleasure, this time is going to be hard and fast. Hold on tight,” he said, and gripped her hips.

  She moaned from his words, and her pussy erupted in anticipation as Trek aligned his cock with her entrance and shoved in balls deep. She gasped and tilted up, and he went right into a series of hard, deep strokes. He cupped her breasts, pinched her nipples, and then gripped her thighs. He was relentless in his strokes, and his sexy blue eyes never tore from hers. His teeth were clenched tight as his jaw pulsed, and he brought her foot up to his mouth and suckled her toes while fucking her cunt. It was wild, sexy watching those muscular hips flex and thrust, and she was glad she had the pedicure and her toes painted pink. His grip on her other thigh was tight, making her feel possessed by him, owned by him, while his strokes told her he desired her deeply.

  She moaned and felt her body erupt.

  “Fuck.” He grunted and lifted her thighs against his hips and pounded into her pussy until he came with a roar. He teetered and she tried calming her breathing. Blade was there, and boy did the man look like he was on a mission.

  “Mine. Next time, I can go slower, and you’ll be begging for mercy.”

  Trek slid his cock from her cunt and there was Blade.

  She swallowed hard. His fierce, dark expression combined with the muscles, his height, and the painful looking bruising on his chest and ribs had her biting her lower lip. He palmed her pussy and then up to her breasts and neck. “I’m fine. You take the pain away, baby. Your body, the fact you’re here with us, letting us claim you our woman, is fucking healing,” he said, and rocked his hips. He slid his palms to her thighs and hips, and adjusted her to the edge of the bed again. He stroked a finger into her cunt. “You sore, or are you good to go?”

  “I feel perfect.”

  “Oh baby, you’re more than perfect. You’re a fucking fantasy,” Morris said. She looked at him. At his bandaged thigh and how he was having difficulty standing, and she wondered how he could make love to her.

  “We got a plan, now focus on me, and letting me claim you as you claim me,” Blade said, and eased down to kiss her on the mouth. He slid that finger over her asshole, gliding it against the tightened bud. It was erotic, wild, and she felt out of her mind with desire for more of them. For anything and everything they could give her. Blade plunged his tongue into her mouth possessively, as he pressed his finger into her asshole.

  She moaned and rocked her hips. He pulled it out, lifted up, and flipped her onto her belly, shocking her. She gasped at his quickness and how easily he did that even with his injuries, but she didn’t have time to process the thought as he pulled her lower, spread her wider and thrust into her pussy from behind.

  “Oh!” she cried out, her pussy erupting immediately, her heart racing. He was huge. Blade was wild, aggressive, hardcore, and she was entirely too turned on to be intimidated. She pushed back and he gripped her hips, lifted her up a little so she was on all fours, and he thrust faster, deeper into her from behind.

  “My God, you feel incredible. Holy shit, and this ass, this ass is made for us,” he said to her, shocking her. Would they want to take her there? Would she let them? She never did that before.

  Smack.

  Smack.

  He smacked her ass, shocking her once again into this erotic daze of need, of an inner hunger she didn’t know existed until right now and with these men. “You feel incredible. Holy fuck, Melina. Never like this. Fucking never,” he almost chanted as he thrust and stroked into her at a fast speed. She felt him squeeze her ass cheeks, spread them while he pumped into her cunt so fast, so deep and hard, she could hardly breathe. When a finger slid into her asshole, she gasped.

  “Easy, beautiful. You belong to my brothers now, and me very soon. Nice and easy breaths,” Morris said to her. It wasn’t Blade’s finger in her ass, it was Morris’s. “That’s a sight. Makes me feel like anything is possible,” he said.

  “You get that ass first, Morris. You mark her your woman. Our woman,” Blade said, his thrusts even faster. His words, their combined ministrations, made her come again.

  “Fuck.” Blade grunted and he came.

  He eased out, kissing along her back and spine. “Be patient with him. He needs you and is in a lot of pain, but he can handle it, because he’s wanted you for a long time,” Blade whispered into her ear as he kissed her earlobe and then her neck.

  She felt him ease out of her and then Morris’s palms were on her ass, massaging, gliding up her back and to her hips. She could feel him shaking. Actually shaking behind her. She felt for him. Wanted to do whatever he wanted, needed, so he would feel no pain and be happy.

  “Holy shit,” she whispered. The tip of his cock was at her entrance.

  “What is it, baby? What do you need?” he asked, his breath hitched.

  “I need you, Morris. I want you happy and pain-free. I feel so much.”

  “I don’t deserve you,” he said, and pressed his lips to her back, as he trailed kisses along her shoulder and arm and eased his cock into her cunt from behind.

  “Morris.”

  “I start here, and my brothers join us,” he said, and began to thrust into her pussy from behind. She moaned and rocked back, felt fearful of hurting him until he set a steady pace and seemed just fine. He grunted and moaned, and then Blade was back from the bathroom and he was doing something and—

  She gasped as cool liquid pressed against her asshole.

  “It’s lube, sweetie, so Morris doesn’t hurt you when he fucks this fine ass of yours.”

  “I never did that before. I—”

  Blade cupped her cheek and she looked up at him, into those dark eyes.

  “That’s so fucking hot, Melina. A virgin ass, and you’re giving it to Morris, then us. You’ll be ours forever.” He pressed his lips to hers, and Morris moaned. Morris’s hand gripped her hip and his other finger thrust into her hole.

  She moaned and rocked her hips erratically.

  “She’s ready,” Vetter said, and she felt the pinch to her nipple.

  She pulled from Blade’s mouth and gasped.

  “Ready,” Morris said, and she felt him pull from her cunt, and a moment later his cock was at her asshole, his palm up under her waist and to her breast cupping it. His body pressed over hers as he eased his cock into her asshole until she felt a “plop” sensation and they both moaned. “Mother fucker, she’s tight. Sweet Jesus, I can’t fucking move,” he said against her neck.

  “Move, Morris. Please. Oh God, please I feel something,” she said, not knowing what it was but that she wanted more of it. Needed it to intensify, and it did as he pulled back and gripped her hips and thrust into her asshole over and over again.

  “We’re next. Together, guys,” Blade said, and she could hardly comprehend their words.

  Morris grunted loudly and came in her ass. Blade grabbed onto him. She sensed Morris teeter as his cock slid from her asshole, but then as if to block what was happening, Trek pulled her into his arms and kissed her. He had her straddle his body, and then as she went to check on Morris, Vetter gripped her hair and head and kissed her on the mouth. Trek maneuvered her pussy to his cock and she slid over his shaft and took him inside of her. They were distracting her so she couldn’t see the pain Morris was in, but she heard him moaning, cursing, and then exhale and chuckle. It eased her mind in time to figure out what was happening next.

  Blade moved in behind her.

  “You’re magical, woman. A fucking miracle and we’re never letting you go. Understand me? Never,” Blade said, squeezing her ass and then smacking it twice. She felt the lube press into her asshole as Trek thrust upward.

  Vetter released her lips and held her hair and head. “I need that mouth,” he said with command and control.

  She looked at his cock as Blade slid lubed fingers into her asshole, arousing her to the point that she could hardly focus. She moaned and lowered her mouth like she was drunk on this “magic” they thought she had and she licked the tip, then accepted his cock into her mouth. She moaned and sucked, and then just as they got into a steady motion of Trek fucking her pussy, and Vetter stroking his cock into her mouth while he caressed her hair and cheeks, watching her with desire and hunger, Blade pulled his fingers out. She protested, pushing back toward him. His hand was on her ass and the tip of his cock against her asshole right away. “No worries. I’m here. Together, baby, you’re ours now,” he said, and slid his cock into her asshole, making those tiny vibrations of need, of desire, to electrify and it was on. They each thrust their hips. She tried to counterthrust her hips, her ass, and even her mouth, but it was no use. These men were pro and then some, and all she could do was come. Just let go and allow her body to be possessed, be owned by them, and accept the power of this connection and lust, because nothing ever felt so perfect.

  Their hands on her, their mouths on her, their praise of her body and what it felt like to make love to her. She thought about that as she felt about ready to come. It wasn’t making love, was it? She didn’t know and that scared her, but it was too good, too late to turn back now and analyze how the hell this happened today. The choice was made and the consequences would follow. She didn’t care.

  “There, baby,” Vetter warned, and then came in her mouth.

  She felt his essence and swallowed and licked and cleaned his cock until he grunted and pulled away cursing. She hid her smile. Hoped she made such an impression that the man would never want another woman’s mouth on him. Only hers. She didn’t know where this brazenness came from. Where this desire to be owned, possessed, and to also own and possess them, came from, but she liked it as she cried out another release. Blade and Trek followed, thrusting and stroking into her until they couldn’t move. Blade slid out, cursing and then grunting in probably pain, she wasn’t sure.

 
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