Four Kicks - Stephanie Brother Page 0,27

sheets and fluffy duvet are nothing compared to the feeling of being nestled among four warm-bodied men, all strong and muscled, and surprisingly cuddly.

Each of them gives me a goodnight kiss, with Ash adding, “Sleep well. You’ll need lots of energy for tomorrow.”

16

Hungry for one thing

I sleep a dreamless sleep and wake up spooned in Nathan’s arms with Landon in front of me, his hand resting on my hip. It’s only the three of us in the bed. Muffled sounds come from other parts of the suite.

When I make moves to stretch my legs, both men beside me stir. Something hard nudges my backside and I’m instantly aroused, my body waking up much more quickly than it typically would.

“Good morning.” Nathan’s sexy rumble of a voice is even deeper in the morning and just the sound of it triggers wetness between my legs.

“Good morning.”

He turns me toward him for a kiss and now his morning wood presses into my belly. I can’t help but stroke over its smoothness.

“Whoa, better take it easy.” He stills my hand as he turns me, tucking me back against him, nuzzling my hair with his nose.

Now I’m facing Landon’s beautiful, hard body, his cock jutting up, drawing my eye to his chiseled abs, his broad pecs, and then back down. Right here, surrounded by the two of them, I don’t want to take it easy.

“Are you finally awake?” Derek strides into the bedroom, a tantalizing scent of fresh aftershave following him. “What do you want for breakfast?”

He’s shirtless, with gray sweatpants slung low on his hips, the line of dark brown hair leading downward from his navel even more appealing than the smell of him.

“I’m only hungry for one thing,” I say, wrapping my hand around Landon’s cock while I push my ass backward, rubbing against Nathan’s erection. “Well, four things, actually.” We had a lot of fun last night, but we haven’t had sex, and I need these men inside me.

Derek chuckles. “Let me guess. You want sausage?”

I smile. “Yes, lots of sausages.”

Ash comes in, shirtless as well, and my lust is now multiplied by four.

I don’t need to ask twice. The men descend, hands and mouths instantly everywhere, and I’m in heaven, unable to imagine a better start to a day.

“I’m on the pill,” I mention as I stroke both Landon and Derek’s cocks, wondering who will fuck me first. “So we don’t need to worry about condoms.”

Nathan is behind me, his hand wrapped around my waist. He stops kissing the back of my neck. “I thought you wanted a baby.”

I turn to look at him. “I do want a baby, but not from one of you.”

“Ouch.” Derek’s hand stills on my breast.

“Don’t be afraid to tell it like it is.” Landon’s tone is light but not without sarcasm. Behind him, Ash is frowning.

“I guess we’re just your boy toys?” Nathan’s mouth is turned up in a small grin, but his voice is dark.

I shake my head and pull away from them as much as I can, surrounded by them as I am. “I’m sorry. I’m not a morning person and that didn’t come out right. Your genetic material would no doubt be amazing to pass on to a child,” I gesture at all of their ridiculously beautiful bodies – “But I want more than just a baby. I want to have a baby with a partner who wants one, too. I want a husband, someone I’ll be with forever, and I know that’s not what we’re doing here.”

The men are quiet and the mood is shifting, but I refuse to let that happen. “I didn’t mean to sound insulting. I’m really sorry. Now, who’s got some sausage ready for me?” Grinning at each of them, I stroke and pull and tease, and it’s not long before we’re picking back up where we left off.

Landon turns out to be the one to have me first. Ash and Nathan, though very attentive with their hands and mouths, aren’t as aggressive as usual, maybe because we’ve already had the pleasure of fucking that night at Rusty’s and they want to let their friends go first.

Sexy smile in place, Landon moves in, tilting my head to his with a hand on the back of my head, meeting my lips with his smooth kiss. Our bodies collide, my breasts pressing into his hard chest, our hips meeting in a way that makes me hot and wet for him.

We’d been on our knees on the bed, but he