Page 16 of You’re ours now (Masked Men)

Chapter Fifteen

Mellie

It’s nearly eight months later and I’m standing in the parking lot of the resort where it all started, my emotions warring inside me. I’m excited to see Storm’s hard work finally paying off, but I’m also sad. The night after Valentine’s Day, he told me how he and North would work together on the renovation. I was so blown away to learn he bought the freaking place just so he and the guys could fulfill my fantasy. These past few months with them have been everything. I have never felt so loved in my entire life. I’m so damn deep in love with these three men, and it annoys the hell out of me we took so long to get together.

Waking up every morning is different now. They aren’t only my best friends anymore; they are my life. While I loved my job, when Storm approached me with the offer of being the one to coordinate the events at the resort, I couldn’t say no. He said I would be the perfect person to help others live out their fantasies. Julius is the tech guy, and Zayne is the head bartender, even agreeing to play here some nights. If someone had told me last year that this is what my life would turn out like, I would have laughed in their face.

“What’s with the sad face, baby?” Zayne asks as he strolls toward me.

The guys have been out here, finishing the last touches before tomorrow’s grand opening—which coincides with Halloween—but I refrained from stopping by to avoid distracting them. Paint splatters cover Zayne’s jeans, which he wears with work boots and nothing else, proudly displaying his tattoos, and he looks fucking edible. He wraps me in his arms the moment he is close enough, and I melt.

“I’m not sad, just bummed I have to share this place with other people now,” I admit.

He pushes me back and bends slightly, so we’re now at eye level, then cups my cheeks in his large hands and smiles lovingly at me.

“Baby, this will always be our place. This resort will always mean so much to me and the guys because it’s the first place we got to have you. We wanted to do this so others might find the courage we lacked, maybe bring their lovers here and embrace their desires. This is all for you, Mellie.”

My eyes widen and my mouth parts. “W-what?”

“He’s right.” Snapping my head toward the voice, I see Storm coming toward us. I groan at the sight of him dressed exactly like Zayne. I swear living with these men and fucking them any chance I get means my panties are constantly destroyed from how turned on they make me by simply walking into the room. Storm pulls me from Zayne’s hold and smashes his lips against mine. I lock my arms around his neck and kiss him back feverishly. Before I get too lost in the kiss, I’m yanked away from Storm, only to find Julius smirking down at me.

“As much as I want to fuck you on the hood of your car right now, Moo, we have some things to go over before your last surprise.”

I perk up at the mention of a surprise. These guys have made it their mission to always keep me on my toes. “I love surprises!” I squeal.

“We know!” The three of them answer in unison, and their laughter causes me to pout. Julius kisses the pout from my lips, and I try to cling to him so he will lose his resolve and make true on his promise to fuck me right now, but the tease breaks the kiss and shoots me a wink.

“Let’s go, baby. We’ve got shit to do before we can do you,” Zayne says, grabbing my hand and leading me toward the resort.

They really have done an incredible job with this place—you would never know it was abandoned less than a year ago. I knew each of them was talented, but knowing and seeing are two very different things. I gasp as I enter the lobby and look around. Everything in here is brand new and alluring. The color scheme they chose is sexy and inviting. A shiver of need runs down my spine as they take me over to the reception desk and show me the wristbands.

“What are they for?” I ask.

“Red means they only want to have sex privately,” Julius answers.

“Orange is for people who want to fuck privately, but others can watch,” Zayne says.

“And green, well, that one is for you, baby,” Storm purrs, then attaches a green band around my wrist.

“What does it mean, though?” I press as I look up at him, and the dark, hungry look in his eyes has my thighs clenching.

“Green means you want to be fucked everywhere, on any surface inside and outside, and you don’t give a fuck who is around to watch.”

My mouth waters at Storm’s answer. These three have taught me to embrace all my desires and to never hide what I want. If I want to try something new, they are always happy to accommodate me and give me exactly what I need.

“You have one hour, baby. Go check out all the rooms.” Zayne’s tone is gruff and filled with desire.

I run my gaze over the three of them and frown. “Why an hour?”

“Because the sun will set in forty minutes, then you have just enough time to change and run. You are the first to experience everything this resort offers,” Julius answers.

“Run and hide as best you can, baby. Tonight, we’re going hunting, and make no mistake, Mellie, you are our fucking prey.”

I stare up at Storm with my jaw unhinged and need coursing through me. The guys saunter off with a chuckle, leaving me stunned and trying to gather myself. It’s fucking hard when all I can picture is each of them naked and thrusting inside me.

I force my mind to focus, first snatching the master key off the desk, then I head for the elevator. I didn’t bring any extra clothes with me, and it’s fall, so not exactly warm outside. But there’s already a fire ignited inside me, and I have no doubt these guys will have me burning alive from their expert touches within moments. Excitement has me rushing through the checks, and honestly, I am astounded by how they have set up the rooms to accommodate each type of kink. There are BDSM rooms, two-way mirrors, chains, whips, an orgy room, and so many more. All the thought and hard work that has gone into this place is fucking amazing, and I am so proud of each of them.

Another little detail I have noticed during my exploration is every room comes with a note, and in the last room I pick it up and read it.

All guests have undergone testing, and we implement all possible precautions to ensure everyone’s safety. If you prefer not to interact without a condom, you can find them in the side drawers of every room throughout the resort. Please dispose of them in the marked trash cans.

We monitor all public rooms 24/7. If you need a private room without video surveillance for safety reasons, please alert the staff. We call each of those rooms every twenty minutes to ensure all guests’ safety.

Enjoy your visit to Mellie’s Den, and we hope you limp out of here tomorrow.

It still warms me to know they have named this place after me.

As I put the note back where I found it, I hear crackling, then a voice comes over the hidden speakers. “Tick-tock, baby. You have ten minutes.”

The distortion of the words has my breath hitching, and I glance at my watch and curse. Checking the rooms took way longer than I intended! I groan in frustration at having nothing sexy to wear, but then an idea hits me. I turn slowly and stare directly at the camera up in the corner with a coy smile.

“As the only guest, I’m requesting that you turn off all the cameras throughout the resort. If you want to find me and fuck me, you’ll need to do it the old-fashioned way.” I slowly slide down my pants and kick them to the side, then toss my shirt on the bed, leaving me in nothing but my bra and thong. Just to drive my point home, I pull the elastic from my hair and let it flow around me, knowing they like it when they can tug on the strands while they fuck me. “I would hate to be the first person to leave you a one-star review,” I taunt as I skate my hand down my body and cup my pussy, releasing a loud, needy moan.

“Start running, all cameras are down. But when we find you, you’re going to pay for making us wait.”

Smirking at the camera, I purse my lips in a kiss, then turn on my heels and run. I know for a fact the three of them are going to cheat. Julius would never really kill the cameras in case I somehow got lost. I take the elevator to the lobby, and the second the doors open, I run like hell. As I exit the back of the resort, heading toward the pool area, I spot the glow of a pink mask out of the corner of my eye. Squealing, I change directions, racing for the trail that leads into the forest.

I can feel his presence behind me, gaining on me, though I don’t know which of my men this one is. The thrill of the chase has ruined yet another pair of panties, and I’m so wet the insides of my thighs are coated in my arousal. Veering off the trail, I head into the thick underbrush, but I quickly realize it was a stupid choice as another mask illuminates in the darkness, robbing me of air. I turn back the way I came, only to see the initial masked man has stopped mere feet away. In unison, they step toward me, forcing me to back up until I hit a solid wall. I crane my neck up and back to find the wall is another masked man. Shivers roll through me, and my nipples harden as the other two close in on me. Now that they are closer, I can tell who is who.

Zayne is the one who chased me, Julius is the one off the trail, and Storm is at my back.

He reaches around me and cups my tits, drawing a long moan from me. “Fuck, they feel so good in my hands,” he purrs. The voice distorters in their masks always turn me on—it’s the thrill of not hearing their real voices that gets me off.

“Are you wet for us, baby?” Zayne growls.

“I bet she’s fucking drenched,” Julius says as he steps into me. He cups my pussy and groans at what he finds. “She’s soaked.”

I whimper as he brushes his fingers against me, and Storm pinches my nipples. Julius makes quick work of tearing my thong away, and I barely catch my breath before he’s yanking off his mask and dropping to his knees. I gasp the instant he swipes his tongue through my folds. Zayne moves forward, capturing my lips in a heated kiss, while Storm continues to play with my tits.

With how fucking turned on I am, I won’t last long. My orgasm is already building, but I know these guys won’t stop until they make me squirt. I won’t be able to walk back to the resort, so they will be fucking me on the forest floor, and the thought sends a thrill of excitement through me.

“I can feel how close you are. Squirt all over him so Zayne can lick it off while I slam my cock inside your perfect little cunt.”

It’s like Storm’s words have a direct line to my pussy, and they tip me over the edge. I break the kiss with Zayne to scream through my release. Shudders roll through me, but Julius doesn’t stop. He continues to suck on my clit while Storm tears my bra off. Zayne leans down to bite his favorite spot between my neck and shoulder, and I come so fucking hard I worry I might drown Julius. Not that he would complain about dying that way. I go lax in Storm’s hold as Zayne releases me and drops to his knees by Julius. Storm pushes me to my hands and knees in the dirt, and I barely catch a glimpse of Zayne licking Julius’s face before Storm slams inside me and I cry out.

“Fuck her so hard she feels you tomorrow,” Julius snaps.

Storm’s hold on my waist turns punishing and I fucking love when he loses control like this and gets rough.

“Can you take all three of us?” Zayne asks.

I pant out a yes, needing to feel all three of them inside me, owning me. I love when they all come in each of my holes at the same time.

“Give her what she wants, but this pussy is mine,” Storm practically snarls.

He pulls out, maneuvering us so he is on his back and I’m now straddling him, then he sheathes himself once more. Zayne kneels behind me while Julius stands over Storm, his cock lined up with my face. I eagerly open for him, thirsting for the taste of his precum to coat the back of my throat. I wrap my lips around him as I feel Zayne squirt some lube on my ass. Moaning at the sensations, I grind down harder on Storm.

Julius’s hand tangles in my hair as he takes control and thrusts his hips, making me gag. They all love the sound of me choking on their dicks. Zayne pushes inside me, and I feel my body burning up. Fuck, this right here is what I live for; having all three of them inside me is the most powerful feeling in the world.

“Fuck, Mellie!” Zayne groans when he’s fully sheathed inside me.

“Hmmm,” I moan around Julius’s cock, then Zayne draws almost all the way out before slamming back inside me, causing me to groan louder. I never thought I would be the type of girl to love anal, but holy fuck, I do now.

“You want to come, don’t you?” Julius asks, his voice gone husky.

I flick my eyes up to him and nod as I choke on his monster dick.

“Give her what she wants. I need to come so fucking badly.” Storm sounds like he’s in pain, and I can feel from how hard his fingers are digging into my hips that he’s close.

“Hang on, she loves it when we all come together. Play with her clit,” Zayne demands.

Storm obeys, and instantly my eyes roll backward as pressure skyrockets inside me.

“Fuck, Zayne, get there. Her cunt is strangling the hell out of my cock,” Storm grits out.

I smile, moaning around Julius and grinding down on Storm just to fuck with them.

Storm snaps, meeting Zayne thrust for thrust, as I lose all control. The guys match his rhythm, and within moments, the four of us come hard, the various sounds of ecstasy like music to my ears. I swallow every drop of Julius’s cum and moan at the taste of him, while relishing the feeling of Zayne and Storm filling me with theirs. Though it’s the knowledge that our night is only beginning which sends another thrill through me. They are gentlemen, though; they will allow me to rest for half an hour before they fuck me senseless again.

This is everything I could have dreamed of and more.

They always say, “You’re ours now,” but the truth is, I think I have always been theirs. It just took me longer to realize it. I love knowing I’m theirs and they are mine. Valentine’s Day this year was the best one of my life, just like they promised, and I can’t wait to see how they top it next year.

“You have twenty minutes to catch your breath, baby,” Zayne says as he pulls out of me, then holds out his hand to help me stand. I sway slightly as tremors continue to roll through me. “Find a better spot to hide because when we catch you, we’re testing out the chain room.”

My eyes widen at the thought of being restrained while they have their way with me.

“I want you chained and bound and at the mercy of our cocks,” Storm adds.

“By the time we are done with you, you’ll be passed out in a cock-induced coma.”

Julius’s last words send arousal pooling between my legs yet again. My best friends have created a monster who craves their wicked ways, and I am so fucking here for it.

Eight months ago, my love life was nonexistent, and I thought I would be single forever. Now I couldn’t be happier—everything is perfect. Not only do I still have my best friends, but I get to be theirs and they are mine.

Who would have thought I would get my happily ever after and get to explore my fantasies at the same time? Certainly not me, but I thank my lucky stars every damn day.

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