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Chapter Fourteen

Chelsea

"So, you'll be moving in downstairs." I nestled in closer to Atlas and spoke softly, so I didn't annoy the guys who were immersed in some action movie. It wasn't too hard to follow the plot without paying too much attention. Car chase, explosion, car chase. Nothing that required thought.

He squeezed me a little tighter. "Yeah, you good with that?"

"Let me think about that for a moment," I replied. "Having all of you closer to me all the time? Sounds perfect to me. Far enough away that you and Storm won't get on each other's nerves too much."

"He'll learn to like me eventually," Atlas said.

"Ramsey is taking the spare room. We'll all be in the same building."

"Powell Tower will never be the same," I said with a laugh.

"I hope the place knows what it's in for." He chuckled.

"So much awesomeness under one roof."

"However will the world cope?" I joked.

"Seriously though, it'll be nice having everyone close by."

"Easier to keep tabs on everyone," he agreed. "And if anything happens, we'll all be there to deal with it."

It seemed more like a ‘when’ than an ‘if,’ but I decided not to bring that up.

It wasn't as though we didn't both understand.

I decided to broach another subject instead.

"Frost and Jay seem to be getting along well." They both sat together on the other couch, almost close enough to touch.

Storm was on the other side of Frost, his attention on the huge screen.

"Yeah, they are." He glanced over to them, his expression softening.

"How do you feel about that?" I asked.

It took a moment for him to respond with, "I'm here for it. If they want to explore things between them, that's cool with me."

"And what about your feelings for both of them?" I asked gently.

I was well aware the guys struggled to talk about their emotions at times.

Especially when those feelings were new.

Atlas turned back to me, brown-gold eyes intense.

"I love you," he said.

"I love you and I love Jay. I could learn to love Frost too."

My heart melted a little more.

"I love you too." I leaned over to press my lips to his.

He tasted of coffee, with a hint of salt.

After a few moments, I pulled back and said, "I see why you’d feel that way about both of them too. Frost is sweet and I can totally see myself falling for Jay."

Truthfully, I already had.

I was head over heels for all six of them.

But things between Jay, Ramsey and I were still growing and I wanted to nurture them, not rush in headlong.

In theory, we had plenty of time for that.

"Jay is someone special," Atlas whispered.

"Sometimes I think I don't deserve him. I'm not sure I deserve you either, to be frank. Storm isn't wrong when he calls me an asshole. I'm not wrong when I call him one," he added quickly, half-laughing.

I shoved my elbow into him.

"You're not an asshole and neither is he. If you didn't deserve me, I wouldn't be here with you right now. I'm very particular about who I spend time with. And who I fuck."

His body stiffened slightly.

He looked like he wanted to ask something, but wasn't sure if he should.

"What is it?" I asked. I gave him my best ‘out with it’ face.

"When you used to work at Flirts," he started tentatively.

"Was I particular about who I fucked?" I asked. "Not really. As long as they paid and didn't want me to do something I didn't want to."

"What was that like?" he asked.

"You've never fucked a stranger?" I asked. He travelled all over the world, playing rugby. He would have had all sorts of people throwing themselves at him. I very much doubted he said no to all of them, or even any of them.

His mouth opened and closed a couple of times before he conceded, "Yeah, a few times. More than a few, I guess."

"It's no different, except I got paid," I said. "It was just sex. You wouldn't think twice about who you tackle, would you?"

"No," he agreed. He glanced away for a couple of moments, then back again. "Did you switch off when it happened? Think about other things?" He gave the impression he was asking for a particular reason.

"Sometimes," I admitted. "But I've never done that with any of you. When we fuck, I'm one hundred percent present. Enjoying every moment of it."

From the relief in his eyes, I'd answered the question he hadn't asked yet. Was I on autopilot when I had sex, after having done it with so many men I'd lost count a long time ago? I understood why he'd think that, but it was never that way with any of the guys. That was fucking, this was making love.

"Thank you," he whispered. "I enjoy every moment with you too. It's different from before. It…means something." He shifted uncomfortably the closer he got to talking about anything too emotional.

"It means everything," I said. "You six are it for me. There'll never be anyone else."

"There'll never be anyone but you, Jay and potentially Frost," he replied.

"So, you won't be getting together with Storm?" I asked teasingly.

He snorted. "Not like that, no. I think we're too alike. We'd kill each other."

"We definitely don't want that," I said with mock-alarm. The fact they were sitting together in the same room and not slinging insults back and forth was enough for now. Hopefully someday they'd actually like each other, but having called a truce, that was a good start.

"Definitely not," he agreed.

He kissed me again, his hand sliding down my side and over my belly.

"I'll tell you what I want though."

"Yeah, what's that?" I asked.

He responded with a husky laugh.

"You. I want you." He tugged up the hem of my shirt and slipped his hand underneath.

He kissed my mouth, his tongue sliding over my lips while his thumb traced circles around my bare skin, all the way up to my breasts.

"No bra, I like it." He ran the pad of his thumb over my nipple until it was a hard peak and I was moaning, ready for more.

"You know what would be even better?" he asked.

"If you never wear clothes again. You could walk around here naked all day long in nothing but a pair of heels."

"Mmm, I like the sound of that," I said breathlessly.

"I will if you will."

"I'll be naked with you any time." He lowered his mouth to my nipple and sucked slowly, swirling his tongue around my sensitive skin and teasing with his teeth. He moved over to give the other nipple the same attention before sliding his hand down the front of my track pants. Technically, they were Frost's track pants, but I borrowed them. I was sure he wouldn't mind.

"No panties," he said approvingly. He undid the tie at the front of the pants and pushed them down until they slid off my ankles.

I sat up just enough to pull my shirt off the rest of the way before nestling against him again, completely bare.

"Much better," he said. "I think I might go and burn all of your clothes, so you stay like this forever. "

"I might raise some eyebrows at work," I said.

"No leaving the apartment," he said. "Let's stay here forever and fuck." He gripped my wrist and pushed down the front of his pants until I wrapped my fingers around his cock.

"That sounds nice." I worked his cock for a couple of minutes, slowly, languidly, before freeing it from his pants and swinging my leg over his hips.

Facing him, I lowered myself down onto his erection, watching his eyes half close with bliss.

He cupped my breasts and palmed my nipples while I rose and fell in his lap, riding his cock.

I was so engrossed in the expression on his face, I didn't see Dallas beside us until he was taking my chin in his hand and turning my face so he could slide his cock between my lips.

"Fuck, yeah," Atlas whispered. "You're incredible." He turned and lay back along the couch, careful not to dislodge my pussy or Dallas' cock.

"She really is," Dallas breathed. He fucked my mouth like we hadn't fucked in a year. Eager and hard.

"She can take more," Storm said. He held a tube of lube in his hand. "Lean forward," he said to me.

When I leaned as far forward as I could, he squeezed lube onto his fingers and smeared a generous portion on my rear hole. Slowly, he eased one finger inside, then another. Stretching me and making me ready.

Finally, he straddled Atlas' legs and pressed the tip of his cock into my tight hole.

I moaned with the pressure that felt so good I thought I might explode. Pleasure that got better when he pushed in deeper, until he was all the way inside me.

"Remind her we own her," he said to Atlas and Dallas. "Show her who she belongs to."

"You admit we own her too?" Atlas asked teasingly.

"Fuck her before I have Frost, Ramsey or Jay take your place," Storm snapped. "They'd be happy to."

Atlas glanced off to the side. "Jay and Frost seem a bit busy right now."

I couldn't see past Dallas, but I was picturing them kissing and touching each other. Enjoying each other the way I enjoyed having three of my guys inside me.

I pressed the flat of my palms against Atlas' chest as Storm thrust into me from behind with slow, deliberate strokes. At the same time, I rolled my hips and sucked, adding to the friction of Atlas' and Dallas' thrusts. Each one was in perfect rhythm with Storm's.

Storm increased the speed, forcing the other two to do the same. Or maybe it was something instinctual. Either way, they filled me at the same pace while I quickly edged towards oblivion.

My first orgasm hit with the force of a tsunami, and the second half a minute later. I gasped, panted and moaned around Dallas' cock, but didn't stop sucking and licking. Didn't stop rolling my hips to draw out my own pleasure as well as Atlas'. My cry was muffled, but not silenced.

Dallas followed, thrusting frantically before coming in the back of my throat, squirting sweet cum into my mouth. I swallowed before he even slid his cock out from between my lips.

Panting, he stepped away, giving me a view of Frost and Jay. Frost was on his knees, his mouth around Jay's cock. His hand massaging the other player's balls. The sight made me come for a third time, harder and faster than before.

In turn, I stole orgasms from both Storm and Atlas, each coming deep inside me at the same time, with matching grunts and groans of bliss.

We all sagged, panting for breath before Storm slid out of me carefully and slapped my ass.

"My turn," Ramsey said. He was already naked as he offered me his hand and helped me off Atlas. He led me over to the rug on the floor in front of the window.

Then Dallas was beside me, helping me down again and pulling me on top of him before lowering me onto his cock, which was already hard again. I leaned forward and let Ramsey grip my hips before pushing himself into my rear hole.

"Frost," Storm said. "Get over here and fuck her mouth."

Frost, who was licking his lips, crouched down beside me and did what Storm told him to. "Just so you know, Jay's cum is really tasty."

I smiled around my mouthful and sucked while all three of them thrust inside me, filling me again. This time was different to fucking on the couch with Atlas and Storm. Their cocks hit me differently, but just as good. I was slower to come this time, but it was just as intense and wonderful. Like before, Frost was the first to come, filling my mouth until I swallowed.

He was quickly followed by Ramsey, who grunted and moaned before coming in my ass.

Dallas was last, but only by a handful of moments. Thrusting up into me like he could never get enough of being inside me. Like all there was in the world was my pussy and his cock. He moaned loudly and fell still, exploding inside me for a second time before flopping back against the rug.

"Fuck," Frost whispered. "You are something else, woman."

"She's perfect," Storm said. "And she's ours." After a beat, he added, "Let's get her cleaned up."

That was a good idea, because with so much cum inside me, I'd make a mess if I sat back down on the couch. I wouldn't have it any other way.

There was nothing like being fucked by six incredible men to make me forget reality for a while.

Unwelcome, it crashed back into my mind along with questions.

What was India up to, and who was Nile Fox?