Claiming Lori

Claiming Lori

Marteeka Karland & Shara Azod

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Claiming Lori

Marteeka Karland & Shara Azod

Lori  is  sick  to  death  of  the  brothers  McAlister  ruining
all her fun. They’re always sticking their noses into her
business when all she wants to do is let her hair down a
little,  and  yeah,  have  a  good  time  between  the  sheets.
She  can’t  get  a  date,  let  alone  get  laid,  with  the  three
brothers from next door chasing away all her potentials.
Heck, she can’t even go out on the town without them
showing up!

How  is  she  supposed  to  know  they  have  more  than  a
little  fun  planned  for  her  luscious  curves?  But  when
Michael, Alex and Jackson tell her exactly why they feel
it’s  their  right  to  keep  other  men  at  bay,  will  Lori  be
able to give them what they demand?

Chapter One

Lori Saunders squealed when she turned on the

light  to  her  living  room  to  find  three  incredibly  huge,
incredibly  hunky  men  sitting  on  her  sectional.  They’d
scared the hell out of her. Especially since she’d shut the
door  and  had  broken  out  into  a  chorus  of  “Baby  Got
Back,” all while shaking her ass in a little shimmy.

On one level, though, she wasn’t the least bit

surprised to see all three of her usual tormentors waiting
for her as she stumbled back into her house. They had
keys, after all. It was just startling.

“Now, guys.” It was really hard not to sway on

her  too-cute  boots,  especially  when  confronted  by  three
very  sexy,  very  pissed  visions  of  male  loveliness.  They
sat  in  her  living  room  as  if  they  had  every  right  to  be
there,  glowering  something  fierce.  “I’m  a  big  girl  now.
And legal, to boot. If I want to go have a little fun, damn
it, I’m entitled.”

She was an only child, but it had never stopped

the  three  knuckleheads  from  next  door  from  acting  like
she was their kid sister. Being the only child of a single
father, it had been nice when she was a kid, but the three
busybodies  had  taken  it  to  a  whole  different  level  since
she’d  first  sprouted  breasts.  When  her  dad  had  retired
and  moved  to  Florida,  leaving  her  the  house,  she
should’ve  known  these  three  would  hinder  her
newfound independence.

It was Alex who came over to steady her. Good

old Alex, with his gorgeous auburn hair and bright blue
eyes.  Damn,  he  was  tall.  When  had  he  gotten  all  large
like  that?  All  three  brothers  had  always  been
hunkalicious,  but  this  was  a  bit  beyond  the  regular  old
hot and made a beeline toward sublime. Why hadn’t she
noticed that before?

“You know, you are one hot firefighter.” A bevy

of giggles escaped before Lori could call them back. Shit,
now they were going to know she was sloshed. Still, it
was funny. Hot firefighter, what a cliché.

“And you are headed toward having one hot little

ass, sneaking out like that.” Alex’s reply was delivered
with one of those lopsided grins designed to get a girl all

wet and wanting. Man, did it ever work.

At twenty-four, she hadn’t had an actual boyfriend

in like… well, never, really. Guys she called herself
interested in never lasted for long with the three
Neanderthal McAlister brothers nosing around.

Alex, who had just turned twenty-nine, was

usually the first to ferret out any and all pertinent info on
any prospective male friend. He would then turn over all
he knew to Michael, who was now thirty-two. If the two
of  them  couldn’t  find  anything  bad  enough  to  warn  her
off,  they  would  turn  to  thirty-five-year-old  Jack  to
intimidate  the  crap  out  of  the  guy,  making  sure  he’d
never return. She could see it when she was sixteen, but,
damn it, she was legal! A girl deserved a little fun in her
life. Which was why she’d snuck out tonight.

“Do you know how dangerous it is, going out and

getting  drunk?”  That  came  from  Jack.  Black  Jack,  as  she
referred  to  him  somewhat  ironically,  had  jet-black  hair
with faint reddish highlights. He had the same sapphire
eyes  as  his  brothers,  though,  making  him  devilishly
handsome. Unlike his two younger brothers, Jack wasn’t
a  firefighter,  but  a  cop.  A  detective  now.  “What  if
something had happened to you, Lori? What if someone

attacked you or your friends? What would you have
done then?”

Jack didn’t come forward as Alex had. Instead he

sat  there  taking  up  the  corner  of  the  sectional,  where  it
turned into a big armchair, looking like he was the man
of  the  house.  Didn’t  that  thought  just  give  her  the
shivers?  Black  Jack,  all  big,  strong  and  fierce,  walking
around  shirtless,  pulling  her  down  in  his  lap,  maybe
coming home and taking her right there against the front
door as she greeted him…

“Lori, are you listening to me?” The sound of

Jack’s voice snapped her back to the present.

Unfortunately, her wayward tongue forgot she

was no longer daydreaming. “I would totally love to see
you naked,” she blurted out, almost falling forward in
Jack’s direction. Luckily, Alex caught her in time.

“Our baby girl is good and toasted.” Michael,

who was generally the quiet one, spoke up for the first
time, looking like he was biting back a full belly laugh.
“I think the lecture can wait until morning, Jackson.”

“Yeah, what he said.” Lori would agree to just

about anything to get herself out of the current situation.
Her brain wasn’t communicating with her mouth too

well. That could only get her into worse trouble. “And I
am

not your baby anything. I told you for the last time I

am a full grown woman, damn it.”

Lori decided the best thing she could do was

emphasize  the  point,  so  she  cupped  her  breasts,
impressive  D-cups  that  no  “baby”  would  have,  and
shoved  them  up  a  notch  or  two  for  good  measure.  The
sweater she was wearing hugged her curves, with a deep
V in the middle for just the right amount of cleavage. No
way they could miss those bad boys now.

“Holy crap, Michael, I think you should pour our

little drunk into bed before I say or do something I’m
gonna regret.” Alex actually stepped away from Lori like
she’d just shoved a snake in front of his face.

That was so not fair. Lori wasn’t conceited or

anything, but she worked hard to keep in shape. What
the hell was his problem?

“Shut up, Lori.” Alex fixed a hard stare right at her

when she opened her mouth to give him a piece of her
mind. “You’re drunk, and I am not in the mood right
now. I’m so damned pissed you went out like that --” he
waved his hand all up and down her front, “-- knowing
other guys were looking at what is ours, I could tan your

hide right now. But you’re too drunk to feel it.”

Wait -- “ours”? What the hell did that mean?
“Huh? I am not yours or any-damn-body else’s!”

She was sick of this shit. “How can I be with the three of
you hovering all the damn time?”

There, she’d said it. No going back now. At least

they would know how she felt. It would be one thing if
any one of them would step up to the plate, but they
treated her as if she were their little sister. Well, she
wasn’t. She was a woman with needs, damn it, and it was
high time they realized it.

“You’re still ours,” Jack said quietly, looking

rather amused by the situation. “You always have been.
You’re  a  little  too  drunk  to  prove  it  tonight,  but
tomorrow,  baby  girl… ”  Slowly  rising  to  his  feet,  Jack
came over and caressed the side of her face with a single
finger.  Lori  felt  her  heart  pounding  against  her
breastbone,  goose  bumps  breaking  out  all  over.
“Tomorrow we plan on showing you just how much you
belong to us.”

Lori was left dumbfounded, watching Jack and

Alex walk to the front door. She was too scared to even
breathe, terrified she might wake up at any given second.

If Jack had meant what she thought he did, then one of
her most torrid fantasies was about to come true.

“Come on, let’s get you to bed.” Michael came

over and guided her to her bedroom with a firm but
gentle hand. Lori went with him, not sure what else to
do.

She stood there as he stripped off her sweater,

boots and jeans, even the lacy underwear she’d worn just
in case she got lucky. Truth be told, it wasn’t that she
hadn’t gotten any offers. It was just that none of the guys
who approached her seemed worth it. None of them
could measure up to those damned McAlisters.

“You really are gorgeous, Lori.” As if to put an

exclamation point on his statement, Michael placed a soft
kiss on her belly before ushering her over to her bed.
“It’s gonna be hell not touching you tonight.”

She wanted to ask him what he meant by that, but

the  margaritas  she’d  had  made  it  too  hard  to  think,  let
alone  ask  life-altering  questions.  Her  eyes  were
suddenly too heavy, and her tongue seemed glued to the
roof of her mouth. It sounded like Michael was stripping
off  his  own  shirt  and  jeans.  She  only  wished  she  could
open her eyes a little wider to get a good look.

Chapter Two

God, she was gorgeous. Michael knew he needed

to  move  away  from  her  delectable  little  body,  but  fuck,
she  felt  so  damn  good  all  cuddled  up  against  him;  the
generous globes of her ass cradled his cock perfectly. But
he had to move; if he didn’t, he was going to make mad
passionate  love  to  her  this  morning,  and  his  brothers
would pitch a bitch. They had agreed to do this together
--  they  had  to.  Lori  needed  to  know  they  were  dead
serious  about  her,  about  building  a  lasting  future  with
her.  Unfortunately  for  him  that  meant  he  really,  really
needed to get out of this bed before…

“Mmmm, Mikey, you feel so good. I love sleeping

next to you.” Her speech was still slurred in her sleep,
but man! Her voice was so fucking sexy!

He froze, afraid to move, terrified not to. Lori

wasn’t really awake, but she arched in what had to be the
world’s sexiest stretch, complete with her ass sticking out

to  rub  all  along  his  aching  erection.  His  hands  clenched
at his sides, determined not to reach and touch. Holding
her  through  the  night  as  she’d  snored  in  an  alcohol-
induced  semi-coma  was  one  thing.  This  --  well,  he
couldn’t  be  too  sure  of  where  his  hands  might  go
roaming.

Only, her head came back to rest on his shoulder,

the  long,  elegant  line  of  her  neck  exposed,  her  breasts
thrusting  forward,  free  from  the  bra  that  usually
managed  to  somewhat  hide  their  glory  from  the  avid
watcher.  Holy  crap,  her  chest  was  beyond  beautiful.  All
full and round and juicy with all the pert arrogance that
was  Lori.  He  couldn’t  help  but  wonder  how  those
glorious,  mocha  globes  would  look  in  contrast  to  his
paler  hands.  His  dick  twitched  and  jumped  against  the
cheeks of her perfectly rounded bottom, seeking entrance
between  them.  Just  one  little  feel.  He  could  do  that,
right?  Nothing  bad  would  come  of  it,  surely.  He  could
control himself.

“Michael, put your hands down and roll away

from her.”

Jackson’s voice was like ice water on Michael’s

raging desire. As irritating as it was, he was grateful his

brothers  had  walked  into  Lori’s  bedroom  as  if  they  had
every  right.  Rolling  away  from  the  warm  bundle  of
temptation was one of the hardest things he’d had to do
in  his  life,  but  if  they  hadn’t  walked  in,  he  would’ve
betrayed  their  agreement.  Because  none  of  them  would
back down in their pursuit of her, they had agreed they
would  share  her.  Polygamy  usually  ran  in  the  other
direction,  with  there  being  one  man  and  a  few  women,
but  Lori  was  more  than  enough  woman  for  the  three
men. At least, that was what Jackson had expressed when
they’d decided to stop fucking around and let Lori know
how they really felt about her.

Damn. It was a great deal chillier out of the bed

and away from Lori’s warmth. His only consolation was
that she woke as soon as she lost his body heat. That had
to be a good sign. At least on some subconscious level
she was aware of him and missed his warmth, if nothing
else.

“Why are you guys in my room?” Funny, Lori

didn’t  sound  even  a  little  bit  hung  over.  She  looked
annoyed  and  grumpy  but,  as  she  was  not  a  morning
person,  that  was  nothing  unusual.  She  had  one  eye
cracked  open  in  a  mere  slit,  a  fierce  frown  marring  her

otherwise perfect complexion. “Aw, man, it wasn’t all a
dream was it? You were here when I came home last
night.”

Michael thought about replying, but thought

better of it. Instead he allowed Alex, who was generally
considered the sweetest of the three brothers, to speak.

“How much do you remember, honey?” Alex

went over and sat on the edge of the bed, toying with the
braids on Lori’s head. Michael’s own hand grasped his
thigh, itching to touch her too.

Lori opened both eyes wide and round, sitting

straight up in the bed. Michael had to bite back a groan
at the way her cami hugged her curves. Last night he had
helped her get ready for bed without really paying
attention to what she demanded to sleep in. His objective
had been just to get her into bed so she could sleep it off.
Getting a good look at the skimpy excuse for a shirt, he
sent up a prayer of thanks he hadn’t really noticed last
night. He would’ve been all over her.

He was an introspective kind of guy. Michael

liked  to  think  things  through  before  acting.  Alex  was
more  a  fly-by-the-seat-of-his-pants  kind  of  guy,  and
Jackson  had  always  been  an  ultra  control  freak.  When

Jack  had  suggested  all  three  of  them  “marry”  Lori,
Michael  honestly  hadn’t  thought  it  would  work.  Now,
the  possibility  Jackson’s  scheme  might  pay  off  lay  out
there  tantalizing  him  almost  as  much  as  the  woman
before him. They all loved her, had for years. While any
one of them would be happy for his sibling, they would
suffer a deep loss if any one of them couldn’t be with her.
Lori  was  a  firecracker  of  a  woman.  She  had  deep
passions -- passions that had been stifled for far too long.

The question might not be if she could handle the

three of them, but if they could handle her. Not because
she  was  loose  or  anything,  but  just  because  she  was  so
damn  full  of  life.  She  would  lead  them  all  on  a  merry
chase, that much was for sure. And she had no clue just
how sexy and desirable she really was. Sure, she thought
she was cute, without the obnoxious kind of conceit. The
thing  was,  Lori  had  bypassed  cute,  or  even  beautiful,
and run headlong into stunning on a level that went far
beneath the skin.

“Umm, you all were here frowning at me as soon

as I got home.” She shrugged, a move that made her full,
unbound breasts jiggle a little. Michael could have
sworn he heard Jack moan under his breath. “There was

the usual disapproval and then… ” She shook her head
and jumped out of the bed, away from Alex’s comforting
strokes to her head. “No way. There was no way that
other part was real.”

“Relax, Lori. We can talk about this rationally,

right?” Michael knew she was about to go into one of her
long, exhausting tirades about the unfairness of it all. She
really didn’t think they’d been serious. She was looking
for the usual lecture about her safety and what men
want. She was in for quite a surprise.

“Why don’t you take your shower and get

dressed.” Jack stopped her before she could respond,
using his most authoritative voice. Michael was amazed
how well it still seemed to work on her, although she
was long past childhood. “Michael will go next door and
do the same, and Alex will make coffee.”

“Oh, yeah? And what will you be doing, Mr. King

of the World?” That was about as far as she would go in
challenging Jackson. It was as irritating as it was
amusing, but she never pushed Jack too far.

“I will be right here, little girl, so jump to it,” Jack

shot right back at her without missing a beat. “I’ll pull
out something for you to wear, so all you need to take

with you into the bathroom is a robe.”

* * *

Michael watched her go, his mouth watering as

she stomped around the bedroom in that damn cami and
a pair of boy-cut panties. He had been sleeping next to
that, all night long. His cock twitched, coming back to life
just when he thought he had it completely under control.

“Holy hell. That woman is going to be the death of

us. Mike, you better hurry the fuck back,” Alex muttered
before moving toward the bedroom door. “Because if she
says yes, it is on.”

She would say yes. Michael might not have

thought  so  before,  but  he  knew  it  in  his  gut  now.  Her
breathing  had  become  a  little  heavier  as  she  realized  it
hadn’t all been a fevered figment of her imagination. Her
nipples had already been hard, much to his delight, but
they had seemed to grow longer, harder, as the three of
them watched her. Michael knew he wasn’t hiding any of
his  hunger  for  her.  Neither  were  his  brothers.  It  was
obvious  to  any  who  looked  at  them  they  wanted  her.
Hard.  Yeah,  he  needed  to  hurry  but  his  feet  refused  to
move until she had flounced out of the room.

“Still think she won’t go for it?” Jack was mocking

him, but this was one of the rare times Michael didn’t
mind at all. He was thankful he’d been dead wrong.

“I think I need to get my ass in gear.” Michael

knew Jackson was skirting the edge of control, as was
Alex. He needed to get his ass back before Lori sat down
to her first cup of coffee.

He could only imagine what was going to happen

today,  but  he  didn’t  want  to  miss  any  of  it.  Lori  was
going  to  hit  the  roof,  come  back  down,  then  hit  the  roof
again. There wasn’t a thing sexier than Lori all pissed off
and  loaded  for  bear.  He  couldn’t  wait  to  see  all  that
passion  directed  toward  something  other  than  arguing
with  them.  It  was  going  to  be  an  explosive  day,  and
Michael was eager to see it through.

Chapter Three

“You know she’s going to try to kill us first. You

do realize that, right?”

Alex hadn’t really asked him a question, so

Jackson didn’t answer him. He was well aware what they
were up against. Lori was headstrong and stubborn as all
get out, but in the end she wanted them -- all of them. If
he wasn’t sure of it, he would’ve never suggested such a
crazy thing as sharing a woman, really

sharing her with

his brothers. This wasn’t about sex, though Lori would
jump to that conclusion once they actually convinced her
they were for real. This was about finding that one
woman who completed them, the one woman who could
make them all happy and complete.

“You better have that coffee ready,” Jackson

suggested, walking over to the bed and lounging back to
wait. “You know how she is before coffee in the
morning.”

Alex retreated, mumbling as he went, leaving Jack

to his thoughts. They were taking a huge risk; there was
a possibility they could lose Lori forever, but he really
didn’t think so. He just had to make sure he handled this
right.

“What are you doing still in my room?”
He had to smile at the picture Lori made,

pretending  to  be  mad  while  swathed  in  the  bathrobe
she’d taken from him. She was always doing things like
coming over and “borrowing” their clothes. Usually they
never  saw  the  item  in  question  again  unless  they
happened  to  glimpse  her  wearing  it.  In  so  many  ways
she was already a wife to each brother, albeit in different
ways.  She  cooked  for  them  all  from  time  to  time.  For
Alex, she listened to his outrageous stories, laughing as
if  he  were  the  funniest  man  on  earth.  The  two  of  them
shared  secrets,  often  laughing  at  private  jokes  no  one
else got.

For Michael, Lori bolstered his confidence. She

was always his biggest cheerleader, egging him on when
he needed it. She brought him out of his shell without his
even realizing it. She’d been doing it forever too; Jack
was convinced Mike would have never entered the

Academy had it not been for Lori’s constant pushing.
Turned out Mike was one hell of a firefighter, and all it
had taken was Lori’s encouragement.

“Waiting for you, brat.” Holding up her jar of

body cream, he sent her a rare smile, one he knew would
get her a little excited. He had noticed it when she turned
twenty, though he spent a couple of years trying like hell
to deny the look he saw whenever he sent her a crooked
little smile. “Come on, let me help you lotion up.”

She didn’t argue with him, but he’d known she

wouldn’t. Taking her little foot in his hand, he pretended
to be engrossed in massaging the cream into her foot.
This wasn’t the first time he’d performed the task, though
usually it was only her feet, maybe her back. This time,
Jack had no intention of stopping there.

“I’m still pissed at you.” Her voice sounded

sullen,  but  she  was  faking  that  too.  Lori  was  confused
and  unsure  whether  or  not  to  trust  her  memories  of  the
night  before.  She  often  fell  back  on  a  show  of  pure
battiness when she didn’t want to face up to something.
“And I want to know why the hell you guys would say
something  like  --  well,  like  you  did?  And  why  was
Michael in my bed this morning?”

“We said it because we meant it.” Although he

answered  her  evenly,  without  equivocation,  he  didn’t
look  up  at  her.  He  couldn’t.  Big,  bad  Black  Jack,  as  she
loved to call him, was scared. This was the biggest thing
he  had  ever  taken  on  in  his  life,  the  only  one  that
mattered,  and  he  was  dragging  his  brothers  into  it  with
him.  “We  want  you,  Lori.  Badly.  We  want  to  love  you
and  take  care  of  you,  protect  you  and  make  you  the
happiest woman in the world.”

“Stop mocking me, Jackson!” Lori tried to jerk her

leg away from him, but there was no way he was letting
go.  “This  is  a  load  of  crap,  and  you  know  it!  You  have
never shown the least bit of interest in me, not ever. Alex
and  Michael,  I  can  believe,  but  there  is  no  way  this  is
real. And fuck you for…  for… ”

He looked up then, completely unprepared for

what  he  saw.  He’d  seen  Lori  defiant,  unsure,  pissy,
bratty and even horny. But there had only been one other
time he’d seen her this vulnerable, this unsure of herself.
That was when she was all of twelve and had just lost her
mother.  She’d  tried  to  keep  a  stiff  upper  lip,  but  there
had been a fragility about her that forever implanted her
in  his  heart.  He  swore  he  never  wanted  to  see  her  like

that again, and now look what he’d done. Hell, this was
the last thing he’d expected.

“For what, Lori?” Jack slid his hand up her leg,

tugging her until she tumbled into his lap. “Tell me,
baby, what do you think I’m doing?”

“Playing with my emotions?” God, she looked so

forlorn and lost, it broke his heart. His own little force of
nature looked like she might cry, and that was something
Lori just didn’t do if she could help it.

“I wouldn’t do that, and you know it. Don’t you?”
Jack had been more than a little pissed when he’d

walked  in  and  saw  Michael  dangerously  close  to
forgetting  their  promise  not  to  get  intimate  in  any  way
without  all  brothers  being  present,  yet  here  he  was,  so
fucking  tempted  to  do  the  same.  Her  lips  weren’t  more
than  an  inch  away  from  his,  and  the  robe  she  wore  was
gaping,  daring  him  to  look  down.  He  wanted  to.  God,
how he wanted to.

Luckily, Alex stepped in to defuse a dangerously

hot situation. “Here, drink some coffee.”

Jack wasn’t sure if he should thank Alex or hit him

for his timely interruption. Even though his baby brother
pressed a mug of steamy hot liquid into Lori’s small

hand, Jack didn’t allow her to get up out of his lap. Alex
looked at him in question, but Jack couldn’t give him an
answer, not one that would make any sense.

They had waited too long. They were walking the

edge between a happy life and losing her forever, and
Jack knew if they didn’t strike now, they

would lose her.

Thankfully  Alex  was  perceptive,  saying  nothing,  but
standing  by  as  Lori  drank  her  morning  elixir.  Michael
came  in  about  halfway  through,  took  a  hint  from  the
silence in the room and went to stand on the other side of
her.  The  tension  was  painfully  thick,  an  aura  of
expectation hovering in the air.

She had to feel it. There were three large, very

interested men hovering around her; she had to feel what
was going on. Yet, once she had downed the coffee, she
seemed to collect herself, throwing a very large,
completely false smile around at them all.

Chapter Four

Waiting for Lori to drink her coffee was hellish for

all  of  them.  Michael  had  returned,  looking  like  a  wet
panther  ready  to  pounce,  and  Jackson  refused  to  move
from her side on the bed, gazing at her with the hunger
they  all  felt.  Alex  felt  just  as  ready  and  intense  as  his
brothers, but he could also clearly see the fear Lori was
trying  so  hard  to  hide.  She  wasn’t  afraid  of  the  three  of
them; she knew them too well for that. She was scared of
her own reaction to what they wanted.

Hell, what decent woman wouldn’t be? Three

guys asking for one woman to be theirs -- collectively. It
was  no  small  thing.  Alex  would’ve  been  against  it  if  he
hadn’t  known  his  brothers  and  Lori  so  well.  She  was
scared,  but  she  was  excited.  For  one  thing,  she  hadn’t
bothered  to  put  on  clothes,  which  gave  them  all  an
excellent  view  of  the  way  her  nipples  were  poking  out
against her robe. The room was quite cozy, and she was

drinking hot coffee, so he knew she wasn’t cold.

Alex watched her as she tried to hide the fact that

she  studied  them  from  under  those  long  lashes  of  hers.
Those things were weapons, and man, did she know how
to use them. Maybe it was subconscious on her part, but
she kept peeking out at each man, studying them. It was
as  if  she  had  yet  to  make  up  her  mind  what  she  would
do with the three of them, and was afraid to examine her
feelings  too  closely.  Then,  her  eyes  lingered  on  each
crotch. Her lips parted slightly and her eyes snapped up
to  meet  his.  He  supposed  that,  on  some  level,  the  little
minx  was  all  too  aware  of  what  she  did  to  each  one  of
them,  but  there  was  still  that  innocent  girl  they’d  all
fallen  in  love  with  playing  close  to  the  surface.  Now,  it
was up to him and his brothers to bring out the woman.

To top it off, there was the little matter of her

thighs. While Lori had a feminine streak a mile wide and
a hundred stories high, she tended to sit like a guy most
of the time when in their company. Alex had lost track of
the number of times she had plopped down on a chair or
couch, legs gaped open no matter what she was wearing,
like it didn’t matter. It was an unconscious thing,
showing her complete comfort in their company. Right

now her thighs were pressed together so tightly he
doubted air could get between them.

He should have never let his thoughts wander

there. Now he was so hard his head hurt. Damn.

“You guys are silly.” Lori finished her coffee and

handed  Alex  the  mug.  He  set  it  on  the  dresser  and
moved closer to the bed, getting on his knees slightly to
her side. Lori cast him a startled glance, so he smiled. He
knew  what  he  looked  like  --  probably  something  like  a
wolf  right  before  he  ate  the  little  lamb  he  just  caught  --
but  damn  it,  enough  was  enough.  She  was  theirs,  she
needed  to  understand  that.  “Okay,  you  win.  I  promise
not to sneak out anymore, all right?”

“Right.” Alex grinned. “I just bet you won’t.”
“Damned straight she won’t,” Michael finished.

“She’ll be too busy trying to keep us off her to sneak out.
I  don’t  know  about  the  rest  of  you,  but  I  plan  on  doing
anything  and  everything  she  lets  me.”  He  grinned
wolfishly.  “Of  course,  I  plan  on  coaxing  and  tempting
her into letting me do all kinds of things.”

Lori groaned and twined her arms around Jack’s

neck as if seeking his protection. Alex knew better,
though. She was beginning to relax and accept what had

been inevitable since they’d first staked their claim the
night before.

* * *

It was about to happen. Lori knew it with every

fiber of her being. Her whole relationship with the
brothers was about to change and she wasn’t sure she
could stop it. Or if she even wanted to.

Alex reached out a hand to her, eyebrows raised

as  if  asking  for  her  permission.  Lori  took  his  hand
without  hesitation  but  looked  warily  at  them.  Her  heart
raced.  This  was  it.  It  was  strange,  really.  It  was  like  she
was  looking  over  her  life  and  knowing  there  was
something missing that they were about to complete.

She almost groaned as unbidden images from her

most erotic fantasies sprung to her mind. Sweat erupted
over her as Alex helped her lie on the bed. Her stomach
did a little flip. This was her house, damn it! She should
be inviting them into her bed, not the other way around.

“Don’t you think it’s a little presumptuous for you

to think I’d want you in my bed?”

“No.” Jack didn’t miss a beat. “I don’t. It wouldn’t

matter, anyway. Actions speak louder than words, and I

can  tell  just  by  looking  at  you  you’re  as  into  this  as  we
are.  Besides,  I’ve  found  over  the  years  that  people  say
and do things when they’re drunk they may not normally
do,  but  always  wanted  to.  You  let  us  know  in  no
uncertain terms you wanted us.”

It was desperation on her part, and she knew it.

She had no will to fight these men. Why would she? She
might  lose  her  heart  in  the  process,  they  might  be
playing  a  cruel  joke  on  her,  she  might  be  reading  more
into the way they intruded on her privacy, but she didn’t
have  the  strength  of  will  to  force  them  out.  If  there  was
even  the  slightest  chance  this  would  lead  to  them
spending the night with her in that big bed of hers, she’d
let it unfold as it would. Even if it crushed her heart.

In all the years she’d known them, they’d only

ventured  up  here  when  they  knew  she  was  hurting.  All
three of them, at one time or another, had lain with her in
her  bed  and  held  her  when  she  needed  it.  When  her
father had been gone for weeks at a time, or forgotten to
attend  a  piano  or  dance  recital,  one  of  them  would  let
themselves  into  the  house  and  make  their  way  up  here.
They  never  said  a  word,  only  held  her  until  she  cried
herself  to  sleep.  When  she’d  wake  up,  they’d  be  gone.

But only one of them. Never all three of them. Having
their big bodies here now, surrounding her like a pack of
wolves going in for the kill, made her normally spacious
room seem incredibly small.

She felt her face heat, and she broke out in a fine

sweat.  They  were  right,  of  course.  She  wanted  them
badly.  All  of  them  sported  jet-black  hair  and  the  bodies
of  Greek  gods.  All  towered  over  her  fragile  five  foot,
three inch frame by a good foot, and she totally idolized
them. Had since she was, like, six. This wasn’t something
she could walk away from now that she had the chance.
She just hoped they didn’t tread on her heart when they
left.  They  might  promise  forever,  but  she  knew  better.
Nothing  was  forever.  She’d  learned  that  lesson  when
she’d lost both her parents. Her mother to a car crash, her
father to a broken heart. She’d been on her own for most
of her life. As much as she wanted it different, she knew
this was likely just a passing fantasy for them.

But she’d damn well live the dream as long as

they’d let her.

While she considered Jack’s words, Michael

tugged her closer to him and bent to kiss her lips. It was
gentle and tender at first, but as soon as she started to

respond  to  him,  his  kiss  became  ravenous  and  hungry.
Before  she  realized  fully  what  she  was  doing,  she  was
clinging  to  him,  desperately  kissing  him  and  thrusting
her tongue into his mouth even as she sucked his.

She felt hands on her waist, tugging her robe off.

Michael gave the belt a yank, and it fell away. Taking her
arms from Michael’s neck, but never breaking their torrid
kiss, she let the garment fall from her arms even as she
felt her robe slide from her body.

Michael’s big hands came around her back,

sliding down to her ass, where he squeezed the soft
globes, and lifted her with little effort. Still fully clothed,
Michael ground his pelvis into hers, leaving a wet spot
on his jeans where her cunt had wept.

“Get undressed, Mike,” came Jack’s voice.

“There’s no rush. We’ve got all the time in the world to
play with her.”

Michael raised his head from hers and paused a

moment. “You’re ours, Lori. The sooner you realize that,
the better off everyone who tries to stake a claim will be.
We’re the only ones who get to see this delectable little
body ever again.”

“That’s fine,” she answered a little breathlessly.

“No one’s ever seen it, anyway. Well, other than my
girlfriends at sleepovers or in the gym locker room.”

All three of them broke out into huge grins.
“Perfect.” Mike grinned before kissing her once

again. He stood then to remove his clothing, and all that
bronzed skin made her fingers itch to touch and her
mouth water to taste him. All of him.

“I knew all that hard work would pay off one

day,” came Alex’s reply. “Do you have any idea how
hard it was to keep the hounds at bay, Lori?”

At her confused look, Jake added, “You don’t

honestly believe there weren’t tons of men out there just
itching to get in your pants? Not counting the ones you
actually tried to date, there were a great many others.”

“Yeah,” Alex added. “We’re just too vicious and

mean. They knew to keep their distance.”

Lori laughed. “Well, I’d hoped it wasn’t just me. It

was kinda cute, actually, until I reached my eighteenth
birthday, and there seemed no hope in sight of losing my
virginity.”

Alex and Jack had already undressed and

immediately filled Michael’s position. Alex settled
himself between Lori’s legs and breathed in her essence

while Jack sat beside her, palming her plump breasts.

“She’s gorgeous, don’t you think, Alex?” Jack

asked.

“Oh, yeah. She has a cute little bald cunt. When

did you shave it, Lori?” he responded.

“I-I’ve shaved it since it started getting hair. I

didn’t like the way it looked.” She was getting really hot.
They were driving her nuts! She never imagined she’d
get to play out this little fantasy. Ever.

“I’m going to suck these fantastic tits, and Alex is

going  to  eat  that  wet  little  pussy  of  yours  until  you
scream. When Michael gets back over here, you’re going
to  suck  his  cock  and  get  him  ready  for  your  cunt.  Then
the  fun  will  begin.”  With  that,  both  dark  heads  dipped,
and she became one writhing, moaning nerve ending.

Lori had never felt such pleasure before. It wasn’t

just their loving of her body, it was their words, too.
She’d never really considered erotic talk to be, well,
erotic, but damn! They had her hot!

Jack sucked her nipples until the dark little points

stood  out  a  good  inch  and  begged  for  attention,  while
Alex  lapped  and  sucked  at  her  cunt,  making  growling
sounds  like  an  animal,  raising  his  head  occasionally  to

tell her and his brothers how good she tasted and how he
couldn’t wait to stick his dick in her tight little cunt.

When Michael offered her his cock, she opened

her  mouth,  taking  in  the  head.  It  was  too  big  for  her  to
get much more than the head inside her mouth, but she
probed  it  with  her  tongue  and  sucked  him  in  when  he
pushed  forward  slightly.  He  threw  his  head  back  on  a
groan and tangled his fingers in her wealth of raven hair.

“Yeah, baby. That feels

so good!”

“You should see how wet she is,” came Alex’s

voice from between her thighs. “She’s fucking dripping
wet!”

“Stretch her a little, Alex,” Jack instructed. “Spread

her with your fingers so Michael doesn’t hurt her too
much when he takes her.”

Ever the obedient brother, Alex inserted first one

finger,  then  two  into  Lori’s  drenched  canal.  Her  hips
arched  into  his  questing  digits,  and  she  groaned  her
pleasure  around  Michael’s  engorged  cock.  Another
finger  joined  the  two,  then  another,  and  Lori’s  pussy
began to burn from the invasion.

She let Michael’s cock slip out of her mouth with a

loud pop and said, “It’s a little uncomfortable, Alex.”

“Careful, not too much,” Jack said in response.
“Sorry. She’s so goddamn wet!” With that, Alex

buried his face back between her legs and began sucking
her clit as he slipped one of his four fingers out of her
pussy and continued to fuck her with the other three.

“Have you sucked cock before?” Michael asked a

little breathlessly.

“Only once,” Lori said around a mouthful. “I

didn’t like it then, but you’re yummy.” And she could
say no more because her lips slid easily back around
Mike’s big dick.

“God! She sucks like a pro!” Michael seemed to be

in heaven as she worked her lips, tongue and teeth
around him. Taking her cues from him, she gave him all
the pleasure she could while her other men made her
sweaty.

Jack nipped and licked at her nipples and neck,

encouraging her when she reached for his cock and
started to stroke it. “That’s it, sweetheart. Make me ready
for you.”

Jack was really getting into this. He was actually

going to make Lori his. Any qualms he’d harbored
before went out the window the second she confessed to

before went out the window the second she confessed to
wanting  to  see  him  naked.  He’d  have  pushed  the  issue,
anyway -- he was too far gone not to -- but he might have
felt the tiniest bit bad about making her face the fact that
they all wanted her. If he’d been a moral man. He wasn’t,
at  least  not  where  Lori  was  concerned.  He  wanted  her.
He  knew  his  brothers  wanted  her.  And,  damn  it,  he
would take her any way he could get her.

Alex raised his head. “I think she’s ready. She’s

about to come. I can feel her muscles clenching my
fingers.”

“You know, I never thought having the smallest

dick in the family would ever get me anywhere.”
Michael laughed. “But I get to deflower this beautiful
woman because of it, and I can only be grateful.”

Lori burst out laughing. “Smallest dick? Michael, I

could barely get my lips around the head of you!”

“Hey,” he said as he moved into position, “I said

smallest of the three of us. That doesn’t mean I’m smaller
than the average guy.” His grinning face was handsome,
and she smiled back at him. “Ready, sweet?” he asked.

She nodded, her breath coming in shallow little

pants. If he didn’t get on with it soon, she was going to

have to hurt him.

He lowered himself as his brothers moved away

to either side of Lori. Michael kissed her. She responded
eagerly, pushing her body against him and clutching his
back even as she wrapped her legs around his hips.

“Easy, Lori. I don’t want to hurt you,” Mike

rasped. She was really driving him crazy with her
responsiveness.

“I never knew it would feel this good. I want you

inside me, Mike. I’ve been waiting for this forever!”

Mike dropped his forehead to Lori’s. “Are you

sure you want this? Are you sure you want me to be
your first? You have to know that I’m never letting you
go once we start this. None of us will.”

“You guys have been there for me as long as I can

remember.  You’ve  all  taught  me  about  a  lot  of  things,
and  I  can’t  think  of  better  teachers  for  this.  You  care
about  me  and  about  how  I  feel.  Most  guys  probably
don’t give a damn. So just shut up and fuck me.”

“Oh, you’ll definitely have a good time. We

wouldn’t settle for anything less,” came Jack’s reply.
“Now, Mike. Take her now.”

Mike spread her legs open again, guided his

swollen  member  to  her  slick  entrance  and  pushed  the
head  inside.  She  tensed  and  sucked  in  a  breath,  wide
eyes  never  leaving  his  face.  Letting  her  adjust  to  the
sweet invasion, Mike paused a moment. “Okay?”

“Yes. I want it all.”
In one smooth stroke, Mike sheathed himself

inside  her  juicy  cunt.  Lori  yelped  when  the  sharp  sting
signifying  the  release  of  her  virginity  tore  through  her,
but  the  brief  pain  was  soon  gone,  and  she  relaxed  as
Mike began to slowly move within her.

Jack and Alex let them move together for a

moment without touching, as Lori got used to the feel of
a man inside her. Then Jack laid his massive cock against
her cheek and said, “Suck me.”

Lori smiled up at him while Michael gently

stroked within her, then she opened her mouth to receive
Jack. The large head was all she managed to take, but
that was okay with Jack. The feel of her warm mouth and
the sight of his brother fucking her was more than
enough to make him ready to partake of her sweet cunt.

* * *

Alex watched as he stroked himself. This was a

lovely sight indeed. Lori was even more responsive than
any of them had hoped for. She moaned around Jack’s
dick, pushing her hips back at Michael and wrapping her
legs around him once more, bringing him closer to her.

“That’s it,” said Alex. “God, you’re so fucking

beautiful!”

Lori groaned and sucked Jack’s cock all the

harder. She reached blindly for Alex’s as well, so that all
of them touched her. It was a heady experience for Alex
and he knew his brothers loved it as well.

“Here, Alex,” Michael gasped, pulling his cock

out  of  Lori  with  a  wet  suctioning  sound  as  she
whimpered  her  protest.  “I  don’t  want  to  come  just  yet.
She’s  so  wet  and  tight… ”  His  statement  trailed  off,  and
Lori saw him shiver slightly, goose bumps popping out
all over his body.

“Oh, yeah. Let me.”
Lori was on her back, legs spread and mouth still

around  the  head  of  Jack’s  cock  while  her  hand  pumped
him  as  he  was  instructing  her.  Alex  thought  she  looked
sexy  as  hell.  Her  other  hand  came  between  her  legs  to
dip  into  her  pussy  and  rub  her  clit  while  Alex  settled
himself  into  the  cradle  of  her  hips  and  plunged  home

with a grunt.

Alex furiously pounded Lori. Only Michael’s

gruff, “Turn her over. Work on her ass while you fuck
her, Alex,” helped him hold off his orgasm.

Jack grunted his approval as he pulled out of her

mouth, while Alex flipped her over, raised her ass and
started pounding her again. This time, he wet his fingers
and gently inserted one, then two into her asshole,
fucking her there as well.

Lori threw her hips back, obviously loving what

he  was  doing  to  her.  She  didn’t  protest  when  Mike  slid
his  body  beneath  hers,  positioning  her  legs  around  his
hips and caressing her ass, or even when Alex pulled out
of her pussy. Pulling on a fresh condom, he pressed the
head  of  his  cock  at  the  entrance  to  her  ass.  She  stilled,
letting Jack’s cock loose from her lips.

Alex gingerly pressed himself forward and

stopped when he felt her stiffen. “Are you okay?”

“It hurts, but it’s bearable. Just go slow.”
Everyone was still. Alex let Lori set the pace of

this new invasion. She slowly rocked her hips back and
forth, sliding a little more of Alex into her ass with each
backward movement. It wasn’t long before she felt his

muscled abdomen against her ass, and she looked back
at him.

“Are you all the way in?” she asked a little

breathlessly.

“Yes,” Alex said through clenched teeth. “God,

your ass feels good!”

“Slowly. Do it slowly for a while,” Lori said as she

again reached for Jack’s cock.

Alex did as she asked, and Michael continued to

caress her ass cheeks and back, pulling her pelvis so her
clit rubbed against his dick as it lay on his abdomen
between them.

It wasn’t long before Alex was fucking her ass as

easily as he had fucked her cunt, and Lori was throwing
her hips back to meet his aggressive thrusts, moaning
around Jack’s cock as she did. Alex gave one final,
punishing thrust before he stopped, ready to come.

“Oh, God, Jack. She’s so hot and tight.”
The two men exchanged places. Reaching for

another condom, Alex watched, not offering his cock to
Lori’s eager mouth. Michael used this pause in the action
to slip into Lori’s cunt while Jack positioned himself at
her rear entrance. Mike kissed her as Jack slid gently into

her and then all three began moving, slowly at first, then
with more vigor as Lori became used to the sensation
and got more turned on. Soon they were both pumping
furiously into her like she had been doing this for years.

Jack pulled out of her ass and disposed of his

condom while Mike turned her over. Lori groaned as
they moved her into the new position, balanced her on
her arms and legs. Alex had never seen a sexier woman
as she took her pleasure without hesitation.

“Just lay on top of me, sweet. I’ll support you,”

Mike murmured.

Easing herself back on Mike’s strong chest, she

brought her arms down to her belly and spread her legs,
bending her knees and simply relaxing into his strength.
Alex loved her passionate expressions. It was obvious
she loved what they were doing.

“That’s it, Lori,” Jack breathed. “Spread your legs

for Alex. Use your hands and spread your pussy lips for
him. Show him how you want him inside your cunt.”

She did as he instructed, looking up at Jack with

lust in her eyes. Alex glanced at his brother and saw the
same intense emotion reflected in his eyes as well. He
was hungry for her, as they all were.

“Fuck me. I want more!”
“You’re going to come this time, baby. I want to

feel  your  cunt  squeeze  the  life  out  of  my  cock.  Do  you
want  to  come?”  They  all  were  on  the  verge,  and  Alex
wasn’t  sure  how  he’d  ever  live  without  this.  Of  course,
he didn’t intend to try.

“God, yes!” she all but screamed. “Make me

come. Please.”

* * *

Alex slid into her with ease as he and Mike gave

her  the  ride  of  a  lifetime.  Mike  slid  into  her  ass  as  Alex
was sliding out of her pussy and Jack fucked her mouth.
The pace became so intense there was no way she could
keep  up  with  them;  all  she  could  do  was  lie  there
between  her  men  and  enjoy  the  ride.  And  enjoy  it  she
did!

It wasn’t long before she felt it. It started at her

cunt where Alex was joined to her, then spread through
her abdomen and legs. Soon, her toes began to curl, and
she wrapped her arms around Alex, gasping for breath,
and let out a war cry of pleasure. Her nails raked Alex’s
back unconsciously as she bucked and thrashed about

between them.

When the last of her spasms began to wane, Jack

pulled out and, with a hoarse shout, came on her breasts
and stomach, with some of his seed dripping down to
her bald pussy. Michael swelled inside her and, not
being in a position to pull out, shot his load deep inside
her ass with a groan.

Lori felt Alex’s cock growing in his excitement as

well, but she wanted her lips around him when he came.
Tugging at him until he offered her his cock as his
brothers bathed her in their cream, she eagerly sucked
and pumped him, making him lose his control. Lori held
him to her until she’d sucked the last drop from him.

They all lay still for a few minutes, Lori still on

top of Mike, Jack and Alex to either side, all of them
sated.

“God, that was fantastic!” Michael said, his voice

muffled in Lori’s ear as he nuzzled her neck.

“You can say that again.” Lori sighed. “Thank

you, guys.”

“We should be the ones to thank you,” Jack said.

“This kind of relationship isn’t for everyone. I just hope
you can live with it.”

“Somehow, I don’t think it will be a problem.”
They all rested a while, then Mike carried Lori to

the  shower  and  bathed  her  before  all  four  piled  up  on
Lori’s  bed.  Just  before  she  drifted  off  to  sleep,  draped
across Mike and Jack with an arm stretched out to touch
Alex,  Lori  mumbled,  “All  of  you  better  be  here  when  I
wake up in the morning.”

Jack chuckled and kissed the top of her head. “No

worries, sweet. We’re not going anywhere.”

“Ever,” Alex agreed.
There was a short silence before Mike added, “So,

just keep that in mind the next time you try to sneak
out.”

Lori giggled and snuggled closer. “I don’t think

there’ll be any sneaking out anytime soon.”

“Ever!” all three men interjected. Lori just giggled

again. One thing was for sure. She was definitely going
to have fun driving them as crazy as they’d driven her
over the years. And she’d enjoy doing it for a very long
time indeed.

Epilogue

Six months later

Lori sighed happily as she assessed how she

looked in the full-length mirror. Hair just right, makeup
perfect;  she  was  just  about  ready.  Still,  she  had  a  hard
time  wanting  to  leave  the  exceptionally  large  master
bedroom.  The  room  itself  gave  her  so  much  pleasure.
The  whole  house  was  something  out  of  a  fairytale.
Jackson,  Alex  and  Michael  had  really  outdone
themselves  when  they  presented  her  with  the  plans  of
the home they were planning on building just outside of
town. The place was absolutely perfect, with wide-open
spaces  and  plenty  of  room  for  a  huge  family.  It  was
something  she’d  wanted  her  entire  life,  being  the  only
child of a widower who was rarely at home. She wanted
lots of kids, lots of love and a home filled with laughter.

They were waiting for her, she knew it, but she

wasn’t about to hurry. Making her men wait was
something at which she excelled; why they expected

today to be any different was beyond her. Besides, she
wanted everything to be perfect.

“I swear I think you love driving Jackson crazy.”
Lori smiled over her shoulder at Alex and

Michael,  who  were  supposed  to  have  walked  her  down
the  aisle  about  five  minutes  ago.  Alex,  who’d  just
spoken,  fidgeted  in  his  tuxedo,  casting  glances  at  his
watch  every  few  seconds.  To  the  world,  she  was  the
beloved  fiancée,  soon  to  be  wife,  of  Jackson  McAllister.
Here, in their own private little world, she would be the
wife  to  all  three.  They  were  even  having  a  private
ceremony after the wedding guests had gone to solidify
their pact. It was more than a dream come true -- it was
an absolute fantasy.

“Just Jackson?” She couldn’t even bring herself to

fake a pout. She was just too happy.

“You know you have us all wrapped around your

little  finger.”  Michael  didn’t  hesitate  to  come  up  and
wrap  his  arms  around  her.  “But  if  you  don’t  get  your
sexy  ass  going,  Jackson  might  come  up  here  and  throw
you over his shoulder to get you to the altar.”

Too true. Her Black Jack had been champing at the

bit for days, more anxious for this day than even she was.

bit for days, more anxious for this day than even she was.
It was so cute to see the big, bad head of the family sweat
every  last  detail  for  their  wedding,  wanting  it  to  be
perfect  for  her.  Lori  understood  his  need  to  make  sure
she  was  legally  married  to  at  least  one  of  them.  It  gave
them all a sense of security.

“Okay, I’m ready.”
No nerves, no doubts. Lori stepped boldly

between two of the three men she loved with all her
heart, ready to begin their lives together.

Marteeka Karland

Erotic romance author by night, emergency room

tech/clerk  by  day,  Marteeka  Karland  works  really  hard
to drive everyone in her life completely and totally nuts.
She  has  been  creating  stories  from  her  warped
imagination since she was in the third grade. Her love of
writing blossomed throughout her teenage years until it
developed  into  the  totally  unorthodox  and  irreverent
style her English teachers tried hard to rid her of.

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Shara Azod

Shara Azod is the first one to admit she is a little

off. Her favorite movies are

Steel Magnolias and Apocalypse

Now,  with  a  little Godfather  and Animal  House  thrown  in
for  fun.  When  not  planning  to  take  over  the  world,  she
can  usually  be  found  having  deep  and  meaningful
conversations with her kids about the meaning of life or
trying  to  talk  her  husband  into  buying  her  weapons  --
just in case of Armageddon.

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