Pulled Into a Fantasy World Where All the Men Want Me

Chapter One

A Tale with Smutty Beginnings

Nothing quite like a muffin gang bang to start the day off right.

Much better than the crash of thunder that had first woken me at fuck-this-o’clock. The dark sky beyond the rain-splattered window groaned as the storm raged. Flickers of lightning lit up the room, and more thunderous grumbles joined the chorus of overexcited taps of rain against the glass.

But my men provided the best distraction from the storm. Sandwiched between their warm bodies as they took turns kissing me, who could be afraid of something as silly as thunder?

That was, until a loud crack of said thunder caused every hair on my arms and legs to stand on end.

“Are you all right, sweetheart?” Maddox’s voice held an early morning huskiness that caused my blood to pump hotter.

“Never better.” I leaned down to brush my nose against his, straddling his hips. My racing heart from the crashing boom calmed as he smiled up at me.

Maddox caught hold of my jaw and brought our mouths together for a soft kiss.

I sighed against his lips, loving the manly musk of his skin in these pre-dawn hours.

Loving the way his calloused fingertips glided along my jaw and down my neck, like I was made of something precious.

He kissed me deeper, pushing his tongue into my mouth and swirling it with mine.

Callum pressed against my left side and slid his fingers through the back of my hair, while Briar was on my right, nuzzling my temple.

Rowan had squeezed in beside Briar and grabbed my hand, kissing each of my fingers.

The feisty spy nibbled one of my fingertips, his topaz eyes gleaming with mischief when I shot him a look.

“My human.” Lake wound his arms around me from behind and grazed his teeth along my nape. He stood on his knees behind me, and his dusting of chest hair tickled my back. I loved it.

“My wolf.” I tipped my head back against his.

Briar slid his hand to my cheek and turned my face, our lips meeting softly. His kiss tasted of magnolia blossoms in full bloom, mixed with a faint trace of honeysuckle. A taste of spring to add to the patter of raindrops against the windowpane.

“Enough, physician,” Maddox said, that husk in his voice still present. He lifted his hips and grinded up into me. “This muffin is mine.”

“Still so stingy, I see.” Briar sighed down at him before dropping a kiss to our captain’s mouth. “Very well. I suppose I can share him with you.”

Maddox grabbed the back of Briar’s head and forced their lips together again. “I’m stingy when it comes to you as well.”

“You boorish brute,” Briar told him.

He smirked. “You love me this way.”

“I suppose I do.”

Their intimacy made my heart soar. I loved that they’d developed such a strong romantic bond with each other. They were the only two of my men to have one.

As Maddox reclaimed my lips, Callum nipped at my shoulder and dipped his hand between my legs. His fingers slid under the bottom of my underwear and teased my cock.

Rain tapped the window as the sounds of our breaths grew heavier.

Clothes rustled as they were shed and tossed to the floor. The bed creaked under our shifting weight. There was the occasional wet sound of our lips meeting and pulling apart, mingled with soft sighs and low, murmured words against flushed skin.

Arousal thickened the air, and I felt drunk with it. Drunk on them and each of their unique scents. It was all-consuming.

The temperature in the room heated as our kisses and touches deepened. Hands caressed my naked skin, teeth grazed my neck, and eager tongues followed the dips and grooves of my body until I was quaking.

It didn’t matter how many times we lost ourselves like this, it still felt so surreal to be loved this strongly by the five of them and to love them as intensely in return.

I craved each of them in ways I couldn’t put into words.

All I knew was I needed them by my side: today, tomorrow, and until I drew my last breath.

Including the one absent from our bed.

A pang went through my chest at the thought of Onyx. He had fucked me hard the other night, then tossed me out of his bed right after without so much as a good night. Beneath his cold indifference, however, I sensed a deep loneliness.

Maybe one day I’d be able to reach him. To break through his icy barrier.

As each of my men took turns kissing me, my heart, that had been aching only moments earlier over a certain demon lord, mended itself. The strings were lovingly plucked, creating a melody that formed in my chest and sang through my bloodstream.

Maddox grabbed the oil from the bedside table and slicked a finger before teasing my backside. I moaned as he eased it inside me at the same time Briar caught my nipple between his lips. Callum and Lake kissed my neck, while Rowan curved his hand around my shaft.

“Gods, you’re so beautiful.” Maddox stared up at me, his eyes darkening with his own arousal. He slid a second oil-slick finger inside me and worked me with skilled precision. “Moan for me, sweetheart.”

I had no choice but to obey. Between his fingers, Rowan’s grip on my aching cock, and the stimulation to my nipples, I was on the verge of losing my damn mind.

Maddox’s chest rose and fell quicker as he watched me, that lustful haze in his eyes thickening. He curved his middle finger and hit my sweet spot perfectly. My back arched and another breathy exhale escaped my lips.

The sound seemed to detonate the fire in Maddox’s core.

He withdrew his fingers and slicked his cock before guiding himself in place.

A deep groan tore through my throat as his thick cockhead breached me.

I was on top, but he had the control. He worked his hips up and down as he eased in and out of me, slow and shallow at first but gradually diving deeper, stretching my inner walls to a dizzying degree.

“Fuck.” My eyes rolled back, and I tipped my head.

“Take him harder, Captain,” Briar encouraged Maddox, grazing his lips along my collarbone. “He’s not moaning nearly loud enough.”

“Any louder and he’ll wake the whole castle,” Callum said with a grin.

“Good.” Maddox slid his hand up my chest and rested his palm over my heart. “That bastard of a demon lord should hear what he’s missing.”

Maddox is throwing shade?

Better than throwing fists.

While Maddox couldn’t literally sense my emotions like Lake could, he had a way of reading me better than anyone. He knew how much the situation with Onyx upset me. A shock he hadn’t confronted him about it yet.

Then again, although Maddox could be impulsive in his anger, he understood the importance of staying in the demon lord’s good graces.

And pummeling said demon lord into a bloody pulp would only result in us being cast from the safety of the Shadow Realm and right into Nocturne’s hands, setting into motion one of the fated doom endings Lupin had warned me about.

No thanks. Hard pass.

“Sweetheart?” Maddox gripped the base of my neck and lifted his hips, sliding that big, beautiful cock in deep. “Where did you go?”

“Nowhere.” I circled my fingers around his wrist and arched my spine, coming down on him and meeting his slow thrusts. “I’m right here with you. With all of you.”

“You’re not allowed to be anywhere else.” Callum skated his fingers across my ribs and pressed his lips to the cuff of my shoulder.

“Is that an order, dear knight?” I asked.

“Aye.” The dimple showed in his cheek as his chocolate brown eyes lifted to my face. “I wish for milord to never leave my side.”

I took hold of his chin and brought him in for a kiss. Hoping he felt the depth of my love as our lips melded together, deeper than words could ever express.

As Callum and I kissed, Maddox rocked up into me, over and over again, each thrust bringing me closer to that sweet release. Not that I wanted to reach it so soon.

I wanted to stay in this moment with the five of them, in this bed, for as long as possible.

Pretending everything outside the room didn’t exist: my uncle’s death and my deranged cousin taking the throne and possibly sending the kingdom into war.

My destiny as the Hallowed Saint and what would happen when that destiny came knocking.

Best to escape it all. At least for a while longer.

Maddox’s cock nudged that special place inside me, and I whimpered.

The perfect distraction from those worries.

I rolled my hips in sync with his thrusts, my eyes rolling back at the delicious way he filled me.

My body clung to his cock like it’d been made for him, my inner walls hugging him nice and snug as he pounded up into me, the force of it causing a wet slap of skin against skin.

Briar sat back and parted his thighs, sliding his hand between them.

His lids grew heavy as he watched Maddox fuck me.

He was a total voyeur. Got off on it as much as actually fucking me himself.

He dribbled some oil into his palm and took hold of his cock.

As his long, pale fingers slid up and down his shaft, he bit his bottom lip.

Maddox peered over at him. “Enjoying the show, physician?”

“Y-Yes.” Briar swallowed hard, causing his Adam’s apple to bob. “Very much.”

“Good.” Maddox fucked up into me harder, softly grunting as he said, “Watch me as I fuck our male. Don’t take your eyes off us.”

Briar released a small sound and increased the pace of his hand.

“Ev.” Callum pushed his face against my neck and emitted a soft, somewhat frustrated groan. “I wish to feel you.”

The hard ridge of his cock pressed to my hip, the tip leaking pre-cum.

“Then feel me.” I turned my face and caught his bottom lip between my teeth.

He smiled, exposing the dimple in his cheek. “Are you sure you can handle me and the captain at the same time?”

I softly shuddered at the thought. “Bring it on.”

Callum softly bit at my earlobe, then murmured against it, his voice low and sexy, “As you wish, milord.”