24. Carly

My heart raced as I tiptoed down the hallway past Ella's room with the guys carefully following behind me. I was part aflame with anticipation of having all three of the guys in my bed at once, part terrified that I was making a huge mistake. But just now, after a lovely night spending time with our whole blended family and a day of pleasure that satisfied me while it simultaneously left me wanting more, all of me was all-in. There was no turning back now if I wanted to.

Once Logan, Nate, Bennett, and I were all safely inside the bedroom I'd slowly been turning into my own after taking it over from Mom, I locked the door behind us. For practical purposes, of course, to keep Ella from barging in if she somehow woke up, but also in some kind of attempt to keep them all here with me, maybe. I was still in disbelief that all three of them wanted me, much less wanted me together. The insecure part of my brain still whispered that they would all run at any time, leaving me alone and wanting them with every fiber of my being.

"We have to be so, so quiet," I whispered to the guys, feeling a little silly. First of all, they obviously knew my daughter was across the hall. But also, how in the hell was one supposed to have quiet mind-blowing group sex? And really, I was the one in danger of unleashing too many lustful moans, since all three of these men could play my body like a violin. This reminder was for me as much as it was for any of them.

"It's an old house," I continued, "so the walls aren't too thin, but… still. Quiet as a mouse, alright?"

"Tell that to yourself, Carl," Nate murmured, shooting me a wink that made me remember how very vocal I'd been the first night we'd gone back to his apartment. I flushed in pleasure just as much as embarrassment.

"Yeah, I'm not the problem. You screamed my name when we fucked," Logan pointed out unhelpfully. And now I was a full-on tomato face. Fuck.

"Damn. Now I'm wishing we'd waited for a night of a sleepover," Bennett added, smiling a little shyly. "I want to hear you let go for us, Carly."

God, I wanted to do that, too. But I had a feeling this wasn't going to be our only opportunity to all be together this way. They hadn't even touched me yet, and I was certain I wouldn't be able to give it up once I had them all. They'd each played with my body so skillfully when I'd slept with them individually. I wasn't sure I could even handle the perfection of having them all at once.

I wanted to try, though.

I climbed onto the king-sized bed, beckoning for them to join me. Logan, always a leader, was the one to move toward me first, coming over to the side of the bed he preferred as he undid his belt and threw his jacket to the floor, leaving him in a perfectly white short-sleeved T-shirt. He naturally fell into an authoritative role with his brothers, the eldest child to the very end.

"Nate, Ben, tell me about how Carly's pussy tastes," he said nonchalantly as he climbed onto the mattress. My heart raced with a mixture of humiliation and need as he came closer, pressing his huge front against my side. He reached up to tuck my hair behind my ear and leaned in to kiss my jaw as we all waited for the answers.

From the foot of the bed, Nate said, "Oh, delicious, big bro. She's sweet and salty and everything you want."

"So… soft, too," Ben said as he prowled over to the other side of the bed. He climbed up to assume a similar position to Logan, just on my other side. His hand strayed to the hem of my T-shirt, carefully pulling up to expose my abdomen and chest. His next words were spoken with his lips against the globe of my breast, just the top mound that wasn't covered by my bra. "Responsive, and warm. Eating her is like heaven and hell wrapped in one."

"That's what I thought," Logan purred against my neck. His facial hair scraped deliciously against my skin. He surprised a tiny yelp out of me when he nipped my ear. "I think it's my turn to eat you for dessert until you come apart, Carly. What do you say?"

"Yes," I whisper-gasped. I knew the added sensation of his beard would feel incredible, maybe even better than the mind-blowing experiences I'd already had with Nate and Bennett.

"Perfect," Logan growled low as he moved.

He started by kissing my mouth, a continuation of what we'd shared in the hallway. Hot and intimate, just how I liked. His heavy body pressed against my front for a second before he smoothly shifted further down the bed, dragging my leggings and panties off together. I helped him strip me bare by wriggling my hips, and then I noticed Nate moving from the corner of my eye. He shed his shirt to show off that gorgeous, tattooed chest, those sinful pierced nipples, and then he was out of his pants, too.

I hadn't noticed earlier in the kitchen that he'd gone commando today. Suddenly, Nate was completely naked and finally joining us on the bed, taking up the space Logan had left so that I was in a perfect triangle of lust, a gorgeous man on each of my sides. However, Nate didn't lie against me, choosing instead to kneel beside my head and guide his half-hard cock toward my mouth. For some reason, I felt the need to look down into Logan's golden eyes before I followed my instinct to suck Nate off. Logan nodded once, said, "Show us what you've got, baby," and then turned back to his meal.

Logan's beard scraped my inner thighs at the same moment that I grabbed Nate's long shaft. Tingles shot through me as Logan kissed my skin, trailing his lips around me, not quite reaching my heat yet. As if the three of them were a well-oiled machine designed to drive me absolutely crazy, in the next second, Ben was scooping my breast out of my bra and bringing it into his waiting mouth. My mouth popped open in a breathless almost-moan that I made sure to keep quiet, and Nate took that as an invitation.

His silken rod filled me up, spreading my lips apart. Convenient that it served as a gag a little, too, because Logan had finally made his way to my pussy, starting with a few long, slow licks through my folds. I sucked at Nate's swollen head, deep, erotic pulls with my lips and tongue that made him grunt quietly and say, "Yeah, fuck, that's it."

This was almost too much pleasure, too much lust for me to take in all at once. Bennett pressed against me to my right, showing me that he was hard and waiting at the same time as Nate became rock-solid against my tongue. Both of my tits were pulled out of my bra cups now, and Bennett was rolling the nipple of one between his thumb and forefinger while he sucked the other one in hot, gentle pulses of his lips.

I loved being feasted on. Logan's erotic kiss between my legs was careful and precise, his tongue finding my swollen clit with no effort and twirling around and around it in a teasing dance. I couldn't sigh as I sucked Nate, so instead I rocked up my hips to meet Logan's mouth, grinding my wetness into the rough heaven of his beard, all the while savoring the taste of Nate's hardness. I remembered the pierced end of Nate's gorgeous cock when Logan sucked my labia, stretching the loose flap and then letting it go in an erotic smack of his lips.

I hummed as I brought my tongue to Nate's piercing, flicking it like I knew he liked. He let out a laugh, all breath. "Wicked temptress," he called me in a whisper, smoothing back my hair in a move that felt tender until he fisted his hand and pulled it, stinging my scalp. Fuck, that was even better. I wanted more roughness all of a sudden.

As if he'd read my mind, Logan's strong hands gripped me hard enough to bruise, spreading my thighs apart even further as he picked up the pace of his tongue. I accidentally released Nate's cock when I cried out, gasping for air.

"Shh," Bennett shushed me, still worshiping my breasts with his sweet attention. "Don't wake Ella, Carly. I know it feels good."

"It's… it's too good," I whispered harshly. "You're all too good to me."

"Nothing you don't deserve, baby," Nate said, edging closer to me on the bed. "You're so, so sweet to us. Now, be a good girl and open those pretty lips again, beautiful. I'm not done with your mouth just yet."

I obliged him with more enthusiasm than he expected, I think. My bra straps were restricting my arms a little now that Bennett had shoved them down, so I rooted around for Nate's penis with my open mouth, using my extended tongue to guide his turgid tip back inside.

I'd only barely gotten back to my sucking routine when Logan's mouth brought me to my first climax. He licked around my clit a few times, savagely, savoring the taste of my juices, and then he sucked my clit between his lips hard enough that I wanted so badly to scream. Instead, I bobbed my head lower onto Nate's cock, letting him into the back of my throat to muffle my sounds as my hips jerked and tensed, my whole body shaking in orgasm. Nate fucked into my throat for a few strokes, and I knew I'd be sore, but then he swore and pulled himself free of my swollen lips with a pop.

"Someone had better fuck her before I do," he said quietly, his control clearly hanging by a thread.

"Bennett," Logan ordered as he wiped his mouth and moved to stand up again at the edge of the bed. "Come fill her up like she deserves."

"Yes, sir." Ben rolled his eyes, but he threw a smirk my way, leaning in to steal a quick kiss before he and Logan started to trade places.

"Wait," I said, and the movement stopped. Taking the moment when they weren't on me to undo my bra and throw it across the room so I could be fully naked and free, I pulled myself up onto my knees, then, and turned around. The guys watched me as I positioned myself at the edge of the mattress with my ass in the air, my thighs spread. I propped myself up on one hand and used the other to beckon Logan closer. "I haven't gotten to taste you yet, Logan. Please, can I suck you while Bennett is inside me?"

All three of them groaned in perfect unison that made me laugh, then shush them. We were doing so well with keeping this quiet until now. Each of them looked chastened, but I suspected they kind of liked me bossing them around, too.

The guys followed my lead as I positioned them where I wanted them, starting with stripping off their clothes so we could all be naked together. It was a feast for my eyes, these three gorgeous men with their very different, equally amazing bodies, all hard and ready for me, only me. Logan was leaning back against the pillows at the head of the bed with his huge cock jutting up toward the sky, and Bennett was figuring out the best way to pound into me from behind. I edged closer to Logan, reaching for his girth, which I could hold in my hand without my fingers touching. Bennett massaged my hips, my ass, as he positioned his own dick at my entrance. This left Nate to use his imagination.

"Christ, you're perfect, Carly," Nate's voice said as he stood beside the bed, just watching us for a moment. I could feel his eyes on me as I started a slow lick from the base of Logan's shaft all the way up to his substantial head. Bennett nudged himself inside me, hissing as he did so. I was trembling a little with need, even as I tried to concentrate on giving Logan pleasure with my mouth.

"She's the most beautiful woman I've ever touched, and the only one I ever want to touch again," Ben murmured as he rocked his hips forward, filling me a little more with his cock and the warmth of what I could only call his love.

I felt utterly full, perfectly helpless as Ben, Logan, and I found a perfect rhythm. Logan was too big for me to take as deep into my throat as I wanted, but he had no complaints about how I focused on his head, sucking at a steady pace, slurping the salty silkiness with great pleasure. He cradled my head in one of his huge hands, whispering how pretty I looked, how grateful he was to get to touch me. Meanwhile, Bennett replayed our kitchen adventure this afternoon, but slower, letting me feel every inch of him sliding in and out, in and out, as he held my hips for purchase. A couple of times, he leaned forward to press his entire front to my back, kissing softly across my shoulder blades, whispering sweetness into my ear. And eventually, Nate found his place at my side, kissing my neck with perfect passion as his fingers found and massaged my clit.

When I came again, Bennett followed me over the edge, too. He stayed inside me, whispering quiet curses almost like prayers as he released every drop of his seed within my channel. My aftershocks took a while to fade away, and though I really wanted to try more, explore this new dynamic with my guys maybe by getting on top, watching their eyes drinking me in as I rode them to our mutual release, I suddenly felt like jelly. Nate noticed my exhaustion and snuggled up against me from behind, not even attempting to address the hardness he still had pressing between my thighs.

"Are you through for tonight, baby?" he asked me carefully as his brothers came in to soothe me with gentle touches as well. Logan hadn't let himself finish in my mouth, so he was still hard, too, red-purple with need and precum beading at his head. He had shifted over to let me snuggle my head against his chest, ignoring that sizable erection for my sake. Bennett sat closer to my feet, his caring hands massaging my ass in a way that was more comforting than sensual. He kissed my belly, and I sighed.

"I don't know," I whispered in response to Nate's question. I looked between my three guys, my heart full to the brim. "Are you done?"

"We could never be done with you," Nate said. "But if you're tired, you should rest."

"I will," I said then, even as my hand slid over to cup Logan's balls. "But not yet. First, I want both of you to make love to me like Bennett did. Please."

Logan and Nate exchanged a look, nodded to each other like the business partners they were, and jumped into action.

Jumped, I guess, was too harsh a word. But Logan swiftly adjusted so that he was facing me, lying on his side. I snuggled up to him and did what my body told me to, which was sling my leg over his hips and, since I was so wet and open from the two orgasms I'd already had, sheath myself easily over his cock in one swift pelvic thrust, no hands needed to guide him home.

I sobbed at the perfection of his overfull feeling. It was so slow, so intimate like this, both of our movements restricted because of how we were lying down, our legs tangled together. Nate pressed himself to my back as Logan and I gently rocked our hips together for that perfect friction, and I felt those long chef's hands slide between our chests, coming up to play with my nipples. It was gentler than he'd been before, sweeter, but because I was so over-sensitized already, it still sent electric jolts through my entire body. I was coming again before Logan could, burying my face into his neck as I gasped out how good it felt, how I never wanted this to stop.

Logan was the next one to finish, of course, slamming his hips home with as much force as he could muster in this intimate tangle of a position. It was three, four, maybe five hard thrusts before his cock twitched hard inside me and exploded his cum all over my inner walls. Before I could catch up, he slid out of me, and Nate's skilled hands turned me over onto my back again as he moved on top of me next.

"My turn to see God with you, Carly," he said gruffly. He surprised me by shoving my legs apart and then up, folding me in half so he could more easily see my entire pussy exposed and spread out just for him. I whimpered, loving where this was going already. Unable to resist, Nate dipped his head to kiss me with an open-mouthed, erotic kiss, but then he swore and pulled away so he could drive his cock into me in one long, quick plunge.

"Oh, my God," I sobbed as he hit my G-spot perfectly from this new angle. I reached my hands up to grip the backs of my thighs, pulling my legs closer to my chest, urging him deeper as if that were even possible. "Nate, yes, please, I think… I think I can come again."

"Together," he promised me, and he waved a hand to Bennett at the other end of the bed, gesturing him to come over.

Ben came over beside me, his cock hard again after watching the beauty of Logan and Nate finding their homes inside me. I opened my mouth for him, begging him to fill me up, and soon, I was muffling my cries of orgasm against Bennett's delicious, perfect dick.

It was like magic, then. Somehow, the stars all aligned, and Nate's thrusts became erratic at the same time that Bennett started to pant. All at once, I felt myself being filled with two perfect streams of hot cum, Nate jerking his hips as he slammed home inside my pussy, Bennett shooting his load straight down my willing throat. I came again and again, until I lost count of how many times these men had given me the ultimate pleasure in one day.

I'd never felt so cherished, so safe, so perfectly understood than I did in the aftermath. I knew when we'd all cleaned up a little and climbed back into bed, all naked limbs and warmth that they each focused entirely on me, that this was exactly where I was meant to be. How could I ever deny myself this perfect pleasure now that I'd gotten to experience its full glory?

The only imperfect part of any of it was the nagging little fear at the back of my head, the voice I tried to silence as we all drifted off into sleep. This was such an unconventional lifestyle, a big leap for my by-the-book brain. Was I being foolish, following the whims of my body and trying to justify it by saying it was my heart?

And even if my heart was the reason I never wanted these men to be far from me again, did following it mean I was just like my flighty, impractical mom?