Authors: Lola Newmar
“Y’all would have been proud of our little mate last night.” Devlin beamed as he stood close to her right-hand side, a short distance from his beautiful brothers. “She took direction very well, listened carefully, and looked damn good doing it all for the love of me. And just to prove how much of a perfect slave she makes for our family, I’ve spent the morning teaching Scarlett all our breakfast specialties so that she can cook for us anytime she gets that hospitable urge.” The other men all spoke at once then, and even though it was hard to decipher exactly what the shirtless six men were saying, she could tell from their tone that the thought of her cooking for them made them happy. Devlin held up a hand calmly, and his brothers instantly fell silent. “But it seems Scarlett may have overcooked a little.” He indicated the piled plates of eggs, French toast, bacon, grits, and just about every other breakfast food imaginable. “So first, she wants us all to work up a good, healthy appetite.”
“Ooh, sounds promising.” Rhett already had his jeans unbuttoned, obviously in need of more room for the out of control hard-on poking through his fly. He looked at her as if she was the first naked women he’d ever seen. Ironically, even though Scarlett was now acting as a submissive, his noticeable reaction made her feel more powerful and in control than she’d felt in days.
“Where would you like me to service you, Master?” she asked softly as she innocently blinked up at the men that all hovered over her.
She watched them all exchange glowing looks of approval before Sonny turned to her. “Well, if you’re really letting us pick anywhere we want, my vote is the front porch. The sun is going to rise in a few minutes, and the thought of that delectable body bathed in shades of pinks and oranges is driving me insane with need right now.”
She gave him a small smile before bowing her head. “It will be my pleasure to serve you, Master Lenox.”
“Damn, y’all hear the way she says that?” Leo asked as he reached down to rub the pad of his thumb over her lightly glossed bottom lip. “She speaks so genuinely. I could come just hearing her talk like that.” She curled her tongue around his thumb and sucked it hard in her mouth, causing him to moan out loud until she finally released him. “Fuck, baby girl. Now I really might come. Mmm. I think I’ve decided that pretty mouth needs to get its own lesson in service. Now slide my cock through those gorgeous lips of yours.”
Marveling at the way he looked at her now, like a real woman, had her realizing how much growth she’d inevitably done in the last week and a half. It wasn’t until she had spent a little classroom time with the eldest, Leo, that she felt comfortable enough in her own skin to have the confidence required to maintain seven horny lovers. He’d even taught her how to talk dirty in bed, something she never could have imagined being brave enough to ever consider doing. Her introduction to public exhibition with Rhett had taught her to let go of the anxiety over what others thought, likely a result of her perfectionist personality, in exchange for the liberation of insisting on her own pleasure despite any judgments that may come their way as a result of their nontraditional sexual cravings. Levi resurrected emotions within her, whether they had been good or scary bad, in a way that she found addicting. He’d made her feel alive in the most beautiful way imaginable, in love and protected to the death. Even when it brought on the possibility of his own, much to her dramatic dismay.
“I can’t wait another second.” Rhett spoke through his clenched jaw. Without much more warning than that, he bent down at the waist and hauled Scarlett over his shoulder, her completely naked ass poking up high in the air as he made his way through the living room and over to the front door.
He easily kicked it open, and just for a moment, she hoped he hadn’t ruined yet another front door this week. She could see the dark sky lightening ever so slightly in the far distance as the sun took its time to make its presence known.
Rhett gently placed her on the wooden porch then straightened, wasting no time as he undressed right before her eyes, more and more delicious, golden skin revealed with each rip and pull of his cowboy clothing. By the time the last of the other brothers stepped out of the house, Rhett stood in front of her wearing nothing but his dark crimson cowboy hat and silver nipple rings. Holding the base of his cock tightly in one hand, he guided it to her lips and softly brushed over them with the mushroomed head. Shape-shifters often found the touch of their mate much more intense than that of an unclaimed female. That simple touch caused his whole body to visibly shudder, and she hadn’t even used any part of her tongue on him yet, either.
As the other six brothers surrounded them for a better view of the show they were about to happily give them, she watched as Rhett’s face lit up with excitement and heat. Rhett had wicked tastes, one of those being exhibitionism. It seemed the more people that watched and the more intimate the scene, the more Rhett became pure animal in the sheets. Knowing how much Rhett appreciated visual stimulation, she began by giving him what he loved the most. Sitting on her heels, her knees parted, she looked straight into his blue eyes and leaned back on one hand as she used the other to slowly lift the short hem of her apron. She watched his eyes widen impossibly large as more of her bright pink, trimmed pussy peaked from underneath. The hem of the apron rested on her tummy, and she reached down to glide two fingers over her wet slit before placing the fingers in her mouth and sucking loud enough for the other men to hear her, as well.
Every man on the porch groaned and mumbled their dirty, dark intentions with her. The six other men removed everything they wore, as well, but Scarlett was happy to see they remembered her request to keep the cowboy hats on as much as possible when they fucked her, especially when they fucked her outside.
“Denzel, come here.” She conjured over the other twin, happily noticing how eager he looked to be in her need.
“Yes, Ms. Scarlett?” he asked sweetly as he approached her.
“Kneel, now,” she demanded with a degrading, authoritative snap of her fingers.
Denzel dropped to his knees without a wasted second.
“You are to do your best to never look down on me when I’m giving you orders. Understood?”
He smiled with contentment as he nodded. “Anything, Ms. Scarlett.” She didn’t miss the way his eyes rested on her hardened nipples under the apron fabric or the way he licked his gorgeously full, ripe lips as he continued to be held captive by her curves.
“I want you to untie the top of this apron for me, baby.” She dipped her fingers down into her pussy and through her juices again as she held his gaze. “I’m getting much too hot to be wearing yards of fabric like that.”
The other men chuckled at her sarcasm, and Denzel’s smile widened. He reached around her neck and untied the bow. The two apron straps fell to her lap, fully uncovering her breasts. His eyes glowed orange at the sight of them, and he growled low within his chest.
“Now I want you to show them some of that expert attention of yours while I suck your brother’s cock. Do you think you can do that for me, Denzel?”
“Yes, Ms. Scarlett,” he whispered low, lowering his head to her chest. They both moaned simultaneously as he very slowly ran the flat of his tongue back and forth across her left nipple before moving to her right.
Turning her attention back to Rhett, she gripped the flesh of his hips and pulled him in closer to her. He hadn’t even made a full step before she opened her mouth and swallowed his length down as if she were starving for his cock. His short horns sprouted from his temples and his eyes fluttered to the back of his head as she swallowed him down in short, quick movements of her throat. The intense waves already pulsing through her body made her eager to taste his hot cum in her mouth.
“I love watching the way you take that cock, darlin’,” Rhett drawled as he thrust in and out of her mouth in controlled movements. His eyes would rest on her mouth then move to where his brother sucked her tits then down to where her hand was thrust up her own skirt.
Without giving warning, she let the heavy cock fall from her mouth then caught it in her right hand. She pumped her fist up and down the slick surface as she focused in on his tightening balls. She lightly slapped his scrotum with her tongue before taking each of his testicles into her mouth one at a time, swirling the tip of her tongue along its rounded surfaces as she temporarily held it captive in her hot mouth.
“Fuck, look at you.
Damn!
” His cock lightly throbbed as she bathed his balls with her tongue.
His testicles drew closer to his body, and she knew he was ready. He moaned with intense disapproval when she stopped teabagging him. One hand still gripping Rhett’s thick cock, she stared at it for a couple moments, admiring its beauty and size. Perfection.
Licking her lips to make sure they were nice and wet first, she moved back in. His body tensed as his heavy breathing became a little louder. Her lips slid over the head of his cock and down his shaft, slowly but not too slowly since Rhett had been so good and patient with her.
“Scarlett! Oh, Scarlett!” She fought to hold in a giggle as he chanted her name in torture. The fight suddenly ended when she tasted the thick, salty cum fill the inside of her mouth.
When Rhett had finally mustered the strength to pull away from her mouth, she noticed that the rest of her men now had orange eyes, and their cocks stood at attention like an army of soldiers on the line.
“Devlin, remove the rest of my apron please.”
He obeyed then, pulling away the rest of the apron from her naked body. She noticed Rhett wobbling over to the side of the group, his hand softly jerking his still erect cock despite the indication of fatigue in his shallow breathing. Scarlett knew that as long as it was being stimulated, Rhett’s cock would stay hard, too, until just minutes later regaining the desperation to come like a bull all over again. She guessed he’d likely come at least three more times that night before he’d finally collapse in his bed and cover his face with his cowboy hat, obviously worn and spent from the pleasure she so happily gave him.
She turned back and looked up at the other five brothers standing over her. “I’m ready for your next command, Master Devlin.” She bowed her head in respect, a sign of the sincerity she felt inside.
Devlin patted the top of her head lovingly. “Such a good little kitty. Just perfect. Yes, kitten. I now want you to make love to me and my brothers, but I have one request. I need you to prove to me that you learned something last night at Whipped Cream. I need you to prove to us that you have complete trust in us controlling you when we feel you have the sudden need to be controlled.”
“Anything, Master Devlin.”
“You will allow us to hold you and pass you around from brother to brother as we all fuck your tight pussy and ass.”
“Of course, Master Devlin.” With the big, green-eyed cowboy standing hard and naked just a touch away, she couldn’t resist risking the chance of getting caught stealing a look at his mouthwatering cock and balls.
“Only you are to not touch a single hair to the floor the entire time.”
The men all laughed as she snapped her head up to look at his face, hoping to be able to figure out whether he could possibly be serious over something so ridiculous. “As in I can’t touch the floor the entire time?”
“Ah, see, I knew you were the type to catch on quickly,” Rhett teased as he patted her head. “I don’t care what they say, darlin’.”
Scarlett was in no mood to deal with Rhett’s distracting, ball-busting antics while she focused on a challenge she wasn’t sure she had the ability to complete. So in one clean pull, she pulled out a small chunk of pubic hair at the base of his scrotum.
“Holy—why would you—Goddamn woman!” Rhett held his crotch in one hand as he ran back in the house in search of some pain remedy.
Of course, Scarlett had no problem admitting to herself that her relationship-therapy techniques would be highly over the top for any normal man, but an extreme man like Rhett required the use of extreme measures.
“Like I said,” Devlin continued calmly, as if he’d never been interrupted, “you are not to touch the ground. You weigh nothing, so if you touch the ground, it would have nothing to do with you being heavy and us not being strong enough to hold you and flip you around back and forth. If you touch that goddamn ground, it will be because you panicked from lack of trust in us and you ended up pulling and twisting against us. Understood, kitten?”
“Yes, Master Devlin.”
She looked down and kept her eyes on her upturned palms but saw his feet move around her in her peripherals. He stopped somewhere far off. Then Leo’s brown boots slowly crept over to her other side before she heard him stop directly behind her. In one smooth scoop, he lifted her in his arms, his naked flesh searing hers with sexual energy. With his feet planted firmly in place, he turned her body until she faced him, forcing her to wrap her legs around his broad chest, the rasp of his salt-and-pepper chest hair tickling the delicate skin of her inner thighs.