Chapter 9 Dani
Dani
I’m lounging on the couch with my head in Michael’s lap—not like that, we did that earlier—with a Christmas movie on and a spicy Christmas novella on my phone trying to keep my mind off the clock.
Michael told me the guys would be here around four.
It’s just approaching one. I have hours yet to wait.
But dammit, I miss them. I want them here.
One, because this couch, this cabin, is way too big for just me and Michael, but also because I’m worried now.
Michael said he’s heard from them again and I trust him totally.
I’m sure they’re fine. But I won’t be able to fully relax until they are here where I can see and touch them.
Suddenly, there’s a loud pounding on the door and I jump.
“I’ll get it,” Michael says, starting to shift under me.
But I sit up quickly and head for the door. “I’ve got it.”
It’s obviously Luna and at least one of her guys and they’ll distract us for another hour. Maybe we could bake something. Luna can make the most amazing things out of the simplest ingredients.
But when I pull the heavy door open, I’m immediately swept up into two big muscular arms.
“Dani girl!” Crew says swinging me around.
I pull back to look at his face.
And immediately burst into tears.
I am so relieved to see them. And so happy. It’s stupid because it’s been less than a day that I’ve had his arms around me, but they feel so good.
I bury my face in his neck. “Oh my God, you’re early!”
Technically, they’re late but I’m too happy to see Crew to care.
His hands cup my ass and he carries me further into the cabin.
“We are. And you’ve got clothes on.”
I sniff and lift my head. “Yes. It’s winter.”
“Well, we’re gonna have to talk about that.”
I look over his shoulder and see Nathan. He’s standing inside the door, slowly taking off his shoes.
I cup Crew's face and give him a kiss. Then I wiggle so he’ll let me down. I have another husband to greet.
“Holy shit, this place is amazing,” Crew says, tossing his bag to the side and heading into the cabin.
I approach Nathan more slowly. “Hi,” I say.
He pulls in a deep breath and shoves his hand through his hair. “Hi.”
“I’m so happy to see you,” I tell him, launching myself at him.
This is Nathan. His emotions are a little more complicated than Crew's most of the time, but I know him. I know that he’ll wrap his arms around me.
He does as I press my cheek against a sweater that I barely registered. I’m going to have to ask him about that later. That is not his sweater.
But for now I squeeze my eyes shut and just absorb the feel of him against me.
“Danielle,” Nathan says gruffly.
I pull back and look up at him. “Yeah?”
“I am so fucking sorry.”
He actually looks like he’s in pain.
“Nathan, I’m sorry too. I overreacted last night. I’m sorry I made you feel bad.”
He brushes my hair away from my face. “You don’t have to apologize for that. I deserved that. I made a really bad decision.”
“You loving our children is never a bad decision, Nathan,” I say firmly. “Yes, I wish you had come straight here. But you’re here now. Let’s just make the most of it.”
He hasn’t even kissed me yet, and I hate the sad look on his face. This is not a weekend for feeling sad. We are in a gorgeous cabin, it’s almost Christmas, and the four of us have twenty-four uninterrupted hours ahead of us.
“Danielle, I just have to say—”
I pull out of his arms and step back. “Nathan, there is one thing and only one thing I need from you.”
He runs a hand over his face. “Anything.”
“I want you to go upstairs and take your clothes off.”
I know my husbands very well. They all have several things in common, but they’re very different men. And dealing with them, no matter the situation, takes different approaches.
With Nathan, I am not going to let him wallow. I am going to take control of this situation.
Because he won’t let that last. He never lets me be in charge for too long. It’s just not in his nature.
Predictably, his jaw tenses, and heat flickers in his eyes.
“We don’t have to jump straight to that,” he says.
“Oh, I’m sorry, are you under the impression that I am doing this for you? I’m the one who has been here, with lingerie and toys, a huge bed, and I have had one-third the amount of dick I’m used to. It’s really good dick, but it’s less than I deserve, don’t you think?”
I don’t talk that graphically often, but when I do I always get a reaction.
Suddenly, I am swept off my feet from behind by Crew. “Fucking right. We’ve got some making up for lost time to do.” He starts for the stairs.
I let him carry me all the way up to the top before I say, “There is a bathroom down that way, and one down that way.” I point in the two directions. “I expect you to choose one and shower, then meet me in the primary bedroom.”
Crew laughs, nuzzles my neck, puts me on my feet, and then smacks my ass. “Yes ma’am.”
I turn to find Nathan has climbed the stairs right behind us. “And make it quick,” I tell him.
“You could join me.”
Crew stops halfway down the hallway. “No fair. You take Dani in the shower with you, you're getting me too.”
Nathan shakes his head. “We’ve spent a lot of alone time together McNeill, I think I need some space.”
I can’t wait to hear the stories about their road trip together, but not right now. I laugh and look from one to the other. “I hope you’re not too tired of being together because I have some plans for the four of us in about ten minutes.”
“Never too tired for that.” Crew salutes and starts down the hall again.
Nathan gives me a hot look, then steps forward, wraps his arm around my waist, dips me back slightly, and gives me a deep hot kiss.
When he sets me upright, he says, “I expect you on the bed, in whatever the next sexy outfit is, waiting for us.”
Oh, so he didn’t forget about the lingerie part. Good.
What I have for Crew isn’t exactly lingerie, but it’s perfect for my fun-loving youngest husband. “I can do that,” I tell him.
The guys each head for a bathroom and I call down the stairs to Michael. “Ten minutes until the fun games begin,” I tell him.
I hear the TV shut off and big heavy footsteps coming up the stairs.
Now we’re all together and everything feels right.
Eight minutes later, all three of my men are in the bedroom with me, naked, admiring what I bought for Crew.
Crew is laughing, Michael is grinning, and Nathan is already climbing up the mattress beside me.
“This is fucking adorable,” Crew tells me from the bottom of the bed. He strokes a hand up my leg. “I love it.”
I knew he would. It’s basically just a cropped T-shirt that fits snugly against my breasts and says Kiss Me Under The Mistletoe. The bottoms are a thong, the front panel a plastic sprig of mistletoe.
“And don’t mind if I do,” he says, bending and beginning to kiss up my inner thigh.
“Jesus, I’ve missed you,” Nathan says gruffly, stretching out along my side, his hand stroking over my bare stomach and up to cup one of my breasts. The white cotton is very thin and my hard nipples are evident through the tiny tee.
I’m already arching closer to his touch, wanting rough hands and fingers and mouths all over me.
Michael and I had hot sex last night and sweet sex this morning in the shower, but I want all three of them together now.
I’m totally spoiled and absolutely a dirty slut for these men.
“Doc, tell us where you want to be,” Crew says, sliding his finger under the mistletoe, his knuckle brushing over my clit. “We’re not gonna be polite with taking our sweet girl this first time.”
I moan and open my legs wider. Crew rewards me with a kiss and a little nip on my inner thigh.
“I’m happy to let you guys go for it,” Michael says, moving up on my other side. He strokes his hand over my hair. “I’ve had her to myself for a nice little bit and I’ve taken advantage.”
I smile up at him. “I love you.”
“Love you too, Cookie.”
I’m not worried about Michael feeling left out. He’ll join in. He’ll let Nathan and Crew get started and lead the way, but he’ll be a part of this too.
I used to worry about someone feeling left out, but we’ve been together for so long now, in every way, that we all know what we need and want and what the other three people in the room want and need. We move and work in beautiful, dirty choreography that’s fun and satisfying for everyone.
“Any requests from the star of the show?” Nathan asks, leaning over and taking my mouth in a long, deep kiss as his hand slips under my shirt and he starts playing with a nipple.
I arch closer to the touch and gasp into his mouth as Crew slides the mistletoe to the side and circles my clit with his thumb. Being with these men for this long means they know exactly how much pressure to put on which spots of my body to get me going.
These two clearly want a quick hard orgasm from me before anything else.
I always get multiple orgasms, but my men almost always start with making me come first and foremost so that I’m ready to take three huge cocks.
When Nathan finally lets me answer, I say, “I just need you. All of you, everywhere.”
My favorite thing is when all of my guys have hands on me at the same time. Mouths too. And yes, it is not unusual for me to have all three cocks at once. But even when I’m not doing that, I love to feel them all touching, stroking, or just pressed against me.
“Whatever you want,” Nathan says. He peels my shirt up and takes one nipple into his mouth, sucking hard. I reach out for Michael, finding his hand and tugging him close, encouraging him up onto the bed beside me.
I feel the mattress dip on his side, but Crew has now put his tongue against my clit and I start to float to that place where I’m just a mass of nerve endings and sensations.
I am fully taken care of with these men. I trust them implicitly. I know not only is my pleasure guaranteed, but so is my safety. They all love me and right here, in the middle of them, being loved and loving them with my body, is my favorite place in the world.
My eyes are closed as someone’s fingers, I think Michael’s, start combing through my hair and Michael starts kissing up and down my throat on my left side.
Nathan is working over my breasts, pinching, rolling, and sucking on my nipples as he presses his hard cock against my thigh.
And Crew's magic tongue is between my thighs.
He swirls and licks over my clit, then sucks before licking down to my opening and fucking his tongue in and out.
“Oh my God, you fucking taste so good,” he mutters against my folds. “Come for me, baby. I need you hot and wet.”
I’m already hot and wet. He could easily fuck me right now. But my orgasms are something that my husbands seem to collect like prized trophies.
I turn my head toward Nathan seeking a kiss, but his teeth are scraping lightly over one nipple and he doesn’t seem inclined to leave my breasts.
I turn toward Michael and he is immediately there, holding my chin and kissing me deeply, his tongue stroking over mine as Crew slides two thick fingers into my pussy, spreading them wide to stretch me as he sucks hard on my clit.
“Come on now, Michael didn’t get all of those gorgeous screams. Did he?” Nathan asks. “We know this sweet body, Danielle. We know what you can give us. Open those thighs and fuck Crew’s face.”
I moan but do what he says, almost without thinking. My thighs open even wider and I lift up against Crew’s mouth.
He growls against my clit, then sucks hard as he curls his fingers perfectly, and I come apart.
Giving them what they want, I wrench my mouth away from Michael’s and scream out, “Oh yes!”
It does feel good to be able to scream. It’s been a long time since I’ve been able to fully let go without fear of waking a baby.
Crew doesn’t even let me catch my breath before he’s rearing back, grasping my hips, and flipping me onto my stomach.
“Nathan feels really bad about everything that happened,” he says. “Show him that you forgive him Dani.”
My ass in the air, I angle my body slightly, wrapping my hand around Nathan’s hard cock.
“You don’t need to feel bad.” Stroking up and down his length with one hand, I brace myself on my other elbow, preparing for what I know is coming.
“It was my fault we weren’t here last night,” he says, his hot eyes watching me.
“That’s true, but I know you feel bad. This is all about being together and feeling good.” I lean in and lick the head of his cock then suck it into my mouth, sliding him past my lips and over my tongue.
His hand moves to my hair, gripping tightly.
It amazes me that no matter how many times we do all of these things, they always feel amazing to all of us.
I love making these three men lose their minds. They are confident, intelligent, masters of each of their universes, and yet I can unwind them with my hands, and my mouth. They truly do worship me. It is a very powerful feeling.
Crew's fingers grip my hips as he positions himself behind me. “Hang on pretty girl,” is the only warning he gives me before he surges forward, sinking deep inside me.
God, I love when he fucks me from behind. Actually, I love when any of them fucks me in any position. But this is one of my favorites.
I continue to stroke and suck Nathan as Crew fucks me but after only a few minutes, Nathan’s fingers tighten in my hair.
“Don’t make me come like this. I need your pussy.”
I lift my head and lick my bottom lip. “It’s up to me to keep you from coming?”
“If I come down your throat or even on your tits, I’m going to spank you, and keep you tied to this bed until I’m ready to go again.”
I smirk at him. I don’t think it’ll take him long to get ready to go again.
I can imagine how I look. My T-shirt is bunched above my breasts and I’m on my hands and knees. Crew has only pulled the thong to the side and he’s gripping the back of it, using it to hold me as he fucks me.
I know I look wanton and am playing the part of the greedy little slut that my husbands love.
I lean and lick the head of his cock again. “Oh no, that would be terrible. Michael would have to keep me company while you got hard again.”
Nathan growls. “Fuck her harder, Crew. She’s still able to sass me. Make her come. I need to make our naughty wife ride my cock.”
Tingles shoot through me as Crew does exactly as Nathan asks. He picks up his pace, fucking into me harder. Then the always helpful Michael reaches between my legs and circles his thick middle finger over my clit.
Nathan reaches up and tugs on one of my nipples and that’s all it takes. Fireworks go off behind my eyes and my pussy clenches hard around Crew.
“Oh my God! Yes!” I moan.
“Louder,” Crew says. Then smacks my ass.
My pussy grips him tightly and I scream.
“Dani, fuck, Dani.” Then Crew stiffens behind me, coming hard.