Chapter 5

When we finally reached Brindleton, Florida, and our hotel, I checked us in and passed out room keys. We were all on the same floor but a few rooms apart, which was nice. We all went to our rooms; I dragged my heavy suitcase in and set it on the bed, beginning to unpack and put things away so it was easier to manage. Once I was completely unpacked, I decided to freshen up with a shower. 

The water engulfed my body in its steam as I started washing myself. It helped to soothe my aching muscles from the flight here. I didn’t think I was in there long, but it appears I was when the sound of knocking hit my hotel room door. “Just a second,” I called out, rinsing my body of the soap before cutting off the water and reaching for my towel. 

Once I was out of the bathroom, I grabbed my robe and tied it tightly around me before opening the door slightly to see Anthony and Brandon standing there. “Is there something wrong with your rooms?” I ask, assuming that’s why they were here, but they shook their heads, 

“May we come in?” Anthony asks. I bit my lip and looked down at my current state, then looked back up at them, 

“Let me get some clothes on,” I say. Anthony smirked, ever so slightly, 

“Let us in.” He commanded. I took in a breath and opened the door for them, tightening my robe around me. As they entered, Anthony picked me up and kissed me. I tried to push him away, but he only held his grip on me tighter. 

“B-Brandon’s in here!” I protested, but Anthony chuckled as Brandon came over to us, stroking a few of the still-wet locks from my face. 

“He knows,” Anthony tells me, as he passed me to Brandon. My face felt like it was going to melt at the thought of them having their way with me. I shook my head, trying to rid myself of these thoughts, but it was nearly impossible when Brandon’s lips connected with mine. It was softer than my first kiss with Anthony, but just as passionate. 

When I came to my senses, I pulled away from him. Earning a curious look from both of them. “This is wrong.” I told them, “It was wrong with one of you but with both of you…” I sighed, realizing that I didn’t believe a word I was saying, but it’s true, it is inappropriate, so why do I want them. 

“Lily,” I heard them both say; I looked up between the two of them,

“This is because you’re our assistant,” Anthony told me, 

“But it’s because you’re a beautiful woman that deserves to feel what love is like.” I jumped at the sound of Connor’s voice filling the room. The three of us looked over to the door where Connor and Dustin stood. 

“W-What are you two doing here?” I stammered, pushing out of Brandon’s arms. I noticed the four of them looking over at me, staring up and down my body. I looked down, noticing that my robe had come loose and my towel had fallen from me, exposing my pale skin to their eyes. I tried to close the robe but my arms were caught in Anthony’s grip. 

“Lily, I know what you’re thinking.” He tells me, “You’re thinking that this is wrong,” 

“But it feels so right.” The four of them said in unison. 

My face felt like it was going to melt. Having their eyes on me, the four of them reading my mind. I don’t know if I can hold out on giving myself to them. 

I want them. 

The four of them began surrounding me, placing light touches across my body. “If you want us, all you have to do is say so,” Dustin says as he nibbles my earlobe. 

“But if you want us to stop, and you truly mean it, then we will,” Brandon added. My breath hitched as I bit my lip, trying to fight back the moan that was creeping up my throat. They patiently waited for me to give them my answer, continuing their teasing of my body. Were they teasing me to get an honest reaction from me? 

“Tell us the truth, Princess,” Connor whispered. My toes were curling. My breathing was heavy. I wanted them. I needed them. I could barely think of a reason that I should refuse them, but I knew that I needed to say no. 

I gulped, trying to take in a breath before I muttered just loud enough to hear, “My mind is screaming no,” I say; my eyes fluttered each time their fingers grazed my skin, biting my lip, “but my body is begging for you all…” My mind went blank as my head tilted back as their hands began to roam my body more than they already were. 

“Do you want all of us now?” Brandon asked; I couldn’t speak, all I could do was nod. 

“We need to work her up to that, Brandon.” Anthony told him, “For now, we can split our time with her.” 

“Don’t I get a say in this?” I ask my voice barely a whisper. Dustin scooped me into his arms and set me on the bed before standing alongside his brothers. 

“Alright,” Anthony says, his arms crossed across his chest, “what do you suggest?” I thought for a moment, trying to think of a suitable way to settle this dispute, then it hit me, 

“What if we split the time among the four of you?” I suggested, “Monday through Thursday be one on one time, then Friday and Saturday, two of you and me, then Sunday, I’ll have to myself until I feel comfortable with all of us being together.” The brothers looked at each other, then back at me, each of them nodding. 

“Perhaps alphabetical then,” Connor suggests with a smirk on his face. 

“You’re only suggesting that because it would be your night with her!” Dustin accused. Connor shrugged but I couldn’t help but giggle. 

“That does make more sense, Dustin.” Brandon admits, “I think that’s part of why Mom and Dad named us in alphabetical order.” Dustin crossed his arms, pouting because of the untimely luck. I glanced over at the clock, it was twenty minutes until midnight, so I turned to him, taking his hand, 

“Let Connor have his way with me now, and then you can sleep with me after,” I told him. He nodded. I let go of his hand and took Connors, pulling him onto the bed as my robe slipped from my shoulders, exposing my naked flesh to the piercing gaze of the brothers. 

“Should the others step out?” Connor asked; I blushed as I reply,

“It’s fine. They can stay.” He smirks and places a fiery kiss on my lips. His touch set my skin aflame as he groped my breasts, placing kisses along my neck as the others watched. I bit my lip as he began to wander down my small frame. 

“You’re so beautiful, Lily,” Connor muttered against my skin. I felt his finger graze my aching sex as his tongue began to dance across the folds. I felt my body begin to tremble under his touch. Connor gripped my hips firmly to keep me in place; a stinging sensation appeared, causing me to yelp, pulling away from him, “What’s wrong?” Connor asked, the others nearly running to my side when he asked. 

“I-I’m…” I could barely get the words out, but they already knew what I was trying to say,

“You’re a virgin, aren’t you?” Connor asked. Embarrassed, I nod. Twenty-six years old and I’ve never had sex. I’ve never even had a boyfriend and yet here I am, laying naked in front of four men. Connor kissed my head before staring me in my eyes, cupping my face, “Do you want me to stop?” I shook my head; I didn’t want him to stop. I know that I’m ready for this, but I’m terrified as well. Connor nods, kissing my lips before saying softly, “I’ll be as gentle as I can, I promise.” I nod. Connor looks at his brothers and before I knew it, Anthony was behind him,

“Lay back, sweetheart.” He whispered, guiding me into his lap. Brandon and Dustin took my hands in theirs. 

“Squeeze our hands if it hurts too much,” Brandon tells me. I take a shaky breath, as Connor steps away to get undressed. When he returned to the bed, he lifted my legs and angled himself at my entrance. He pushed in. I squeezed Brandon and Dustin’s hands, trying not to scream. It felt like I was being ripped apart, 

“Try to relax,” Dustin whispered softly, kissing the small stream of tears that were pouring from my eyes. 

Once he was fully in me, he waited for a while, staying there for me to get used to his size. I wiggled my hips a bit, trying to get some friction between us, earning me a throaty groan from Connor, “C-Connor,” I stammered. Connor knew what I was trying to say instantly and began to move, slowly at first. After a few minutes, I felt the pleasure rise as his thrusts became faster and harder, “Fuck.” I moaned as his pace quickened. It felt almost inhuman, 

“So beautiful.” He groaned. I closed my eyes, feeling the waves of pleasure rise and fall over my body with each movement, “Dustin.” Connor said. I didn’t hear them say anything else but realized what he wanted as Dustin’s fingers began massaging my clit. My back arched as Connor stretched me and Dustin worked the swollen nub between my legs. 

“We may as well get to feel your body as Connor makes love to you, don’t you think?” Anthony asked me. I moaned my response. I could already feel my climax approaching, my legs trembled under their touch. Anthony massaged one of my breasts while Brandon latched himself onto the other, nibbling the sensitive bud as he sucked. 

The stimulation was overwhelming. I was close, and I think they all knew it. “F-Faster!” I commanded, needing more friction between us. Connor did as I commanded, but it wasn’t enough. “Move,” I said to the others. They did as told and I flipped Connor and me over, with his massive member still inside me, 

“What the–” Connor couldn’t hold back his moans and I began riding him, trying to get him where I needed him. The four of them seemed surprised by my action but I didn’t care. I knew what I needed, and if that meant I needed to be in control, so be it. Connor’s hands gripped my hips, but I wasn’t going to allow him this control. Taking his wrists, I pinned them above his head, 

“I’m in control.” I told him, “Do you understand me?” 

“Yes, ma’am.” He replied, looking past me at the others.

“Look at me,” I commanded. He did so. I moved my hips faster, deeper, feeling him hit my womb. In seconds, we both reached our climax. My body shook as I rode it out, still on top of him.

I was so tired. 

Managing to get off of him, I laid down in the bed, still trembling from the high. Connor kissed my head as he shifted and got up. “We should let her rest.” He whispered to his brothers. 

“I’ll text you all when she wakes up in the morning.” I hear Dustin tell them. The sound of the door opening and then closing sounded so far away. The bed shifted as the blanket drifted over me; strong arms pulled me close, stroking the sweat-drenched hair from my face. 

“So much for a shower.” I chuckled sleepily. Dustin chuckled as well, holding me close, 

“We’ll take another one in the morning.” He says. I nod and nuzzle into his bare chest. The beating of his heart pulsating against my hand. I felt warm. Protected. Like nothing in this world could hurt me. But another feeling was creeping into the back of my mind. 

Fear….