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“You heard the lady,” Ethan told the others. We all stripped down to our undergarments, except I lost the bra and kept the shirt. Then they piled in around me. I laid on my back, and Ethan and Caleb grabbed the spots beside me. Pike lay beside Ethan, and Gray maneuvered himself and his cast onto the bed next to Caleb. The bed was big enough so they didn’t have to be on top of each other. Boone, however, grinned at me as he crawled up the bed and settled between my legs on his stomach with his head resting on my lower abdomen.
I fell asleep surrounded by five men I had met less than two weeks ago and never felt safer. The nightmares did come, but each time they did, someone was there to pull me back out of them and remind me that the past couldn’t hurt me anymore.
Chapter thirteen
Iwokeupbeforeeveryone else. I could tell it was still very early in the morning by the color of the light through the window. I was so comfortable in the middle of my hottie nest, so I closed my eyes and tried to fall back asleep. My eyes snapped open a short time later. Nope, it wasn’t going to happen. I was up for the day, so I may as well get out of bed.
I looked around and tried to determine the best way to extricate myself from the web of limbs I was covered in. At some point, Pike had switched places with Ethan and wrapped his arms and legs around me like a snake. Caleb was still beside me but was lying on his back like Gray. He had an arm and a leg thrown over me. Gray’s foot touched mine, and Ethan’s hand was tangled in my hair. And Boone was still lying between my legs, now on his side, curled up with my leg with his head on my hip. Every single one of them was touching me in some way.
“This is just ridiculous,” I muttered to myself. What if I had to pee? Which, thanks to the power of thought, I now did. I slipped my hair out of Ethan’s grip and then slid myself back towards the head of the bed. When I managed to get into a seated position, I scooted my butt back to give me room to pull my legs up. Once free, I carefully stood on the bed and tried not to step on any of them as I tiptoed over them to the end of the bed.
Once my feet were fully planted on the floor, I turned to look at the pile of boys in my bed. I laughed when Boone and Pike scooted closer to Caleb and wrapped themselves around him. I went to the bathroom quickly and then rummaged around my room quietly for clothes. I crept out of the room and got dressed in the kitchen. I strapped on my knife, a pistol, and the egg bag, then went outside. I may as well start the morning chores.
Witch ran up excitedly from somewhere when she heard the door but stopped when she saw it was me. I ignored her as I rounded the porch steps to go to the chicken coop. The chickens were still sleeping, and a couple clucked angrily at me when I disturbed them to collect the eggs. Soon, these ladies will have a new, much larger home and a rooster to share it with if things go well. I topped off their food and water and exited the coop.
A pile of fluff landed on my feet, and I looked down to see Witch acting cutesy on her back. “You’re just doing that to try and get me to give you an egg, you beggar,” I told her. She cocked her head and let her tongue flop out of her mouth, and I melted—stupid mutt. I reached into my bag and pulled out an egg for her. She jumped to her feet, snatched it out of my hand as soon as it was within reach, and ran away. “You’re welcome!” I called after her. The damn chickens had better manners than she did.
I went into the barn and hung the bag of eggs on a hook. The horses, cows, and goats all called out to me in greeting as they began to shuffle around impatiently in their stalls. “Ok, ok, calm down before you bring the barn down on top of our heads.” I gave them all food and water, occupying them for a little while before I was ready to set them loose.
I started on the horses, brushing them until they shined, then checking their hooves for any issues. Once they were taken care of, I left them to their breakfast and moved to the cow pen. I checked the calves first, and they both looked strong and healthy. I eyed the bull calf thoughtfully and decided I probably would trade him to Henry, but I wanted a bull to breed my girls with. Another heifer would be nice too. I would have to figure out another way to trade him for some beef over the winter.
I milked the mamas, then went to the goats. They were even quicker to look over. I wasn’t sure if Henry wanted one of the kids, but if not, I would keep one for breeding and milking and slaughter the other in the spring. Once I finished milking the mama goats, I opened the barn doors into the pasture and let the animals out to graze for the day one by one. I pasteurized the milk, grabbed everything to clean and my bag of eggs, and left the barn.
The sun was rising, and gorgeous shades of pink and orange stretched across the cloudless sky. It looked like we were going to have good weather today. Perfect day for the guys to start working on their many projects. After breakfast, I would have to go into the garden to see if it was time to start harvesting and canning. Gray could help me with that today if he was bored.
My mind wandered to the night before and the orgasm therapy they decided was starting today. A small amount of trepidation filled me, but the rest was excitement. It wasn’t like I didn’t enjoy orgasms. Of course I did. And when five sexy men decide to spend the day giving them to you, a girl can’t help but get excited. I wanted this. I just wasn’t sure how successful I would be at achieving it. They might get tired of having to work so hard for it.
The dark whispers began to stir in my mind, but I shut them down quickly. No. I would take them at their word and not second guess them or their intentions.
The next day, I stood at the sink washing and peeling vegetables to make a large batch of rabbit stew. I had pulled the rest of the frozen rabbits out, and once it was cooked and cooled, I would freeze portions for easy, hearty dinners in the winter months. There were several of these meals I would need to make. I made a mental note once again that I needed to start hunting. At the very least, I needed to set out traps.
I looked down at the carrot I was peeling and sighed when I saw I had peeled most of it away. I was on edge and admittedly a little horny. Yesterday, I was supposed to start getting orgasms, and none of them even tried. I was on pins and needles all day waiting, but I only got measured kisses and flirty touches. When the sun set and dinner was over, I thought they had just been waiting until we got back into bed so we could make it a group thing, but nope. The lights went out, and not long after, so were they. I lay awake for hours surrounded by them, unable to sleep because my body was hyper-aware of their proximity. When I finally fell asleep, I dreamed of them just out of my reach.
Gray was napping, and the other four were outside working on my greenhouse. Yesterday, they spent the entire day building a new chicken coop. It was beautiful and spacious, and my girls clucked happily inside it. I finished throwing everything into the pot and turned on the heat. It would take several hours for it to cook. I went into the room next to the kitchen, which gave a view of the yard to the barn.
We didn’t use this room; technically, it would have been used as a dining room back in the day. The kitchen table fit just fine in the kitchen, so this room remained empty, sometimes used for short-term storage. I went to the window and pulled the curtain back to watch the guys. Hungrily, I stared at their naked, glistening bodies as they hammered boards together. When I was about fifteen, I remember overhearing Scott talking to one of our neighbors about how he missed porn. I got the basic gist of what it was, and I’m pretty sure that this could be considered living porn.
“See anything you like?” I jumped a mile high, letting the curtain fall back in place when Gray spoke from right behind me. The man was on fucking crutches, and somehow he could still sneak around without making a sound. Today, I wasn’t planning on doing anything but picking vegetables and making freezable meals, so I decided to wear a strappy summer dress to try and entice someone to touch me. When I walked into the kitchen this morning, their eyes widened, but they didn’t comment. They just walked away with smirks on their faces. I was not amused.
Gray trailed a finger from my neck to my lower back, stopping just above my ass. He reached around me and pulled the curtains open with one hand while his other moved around to my hip and shuffled me over so I was framed in the window. As he trailed his fingers up both bare arms, he said, “Has my needy Little Dove been eye-fucking my brothers while they are hard at work building her a greenhouse?” His fingers reached my shoulders, and his pinkies looped under the thin straps, then retraced their path down my arms, sliding them down with them. “Nothing to say?”
I swallowed hard as my breasts were exposed to the fall sun streaming through the window. “Yes.” Gray made an approving sound in his throat for not trying to lie. He left the straps near my elbows and slid his hands up slowly to my breasts. He kneaded them lightly before pinching and tugging at my nipples, sending sparks directly to my clit. “Look at them, Little Dove,” he whispered into my ear, the feel of his hot breath making me shiver. “All they would have to do is look up and see you standing here, coming for me. Do you think they’ll ever notice, or will this stay our little secret?”
His hands moved down the front of my body, his fingertips skimming the tops of my thighs as he gripped the hem of my dress and started sliding it up my body. Gathering the fabric in one hand on my stomach, his other hand slipped inside the front of my underwear. I was trembling in his arms when his fingers brushed lightly past my clit and into my wet folds. "Oh, baby," he groaned appreciatively. "You are soaked." He nipped my shoulder as he pulled my arousal forward to glide around my clit.
I moaned as I leaned against him, my hips jutting forward to increase the pressure of his fingers.
"How long have you been like this?" Gray asked. "I'd bet since yesterday, hmm?" I nodded as I panted in his arms. "Tsk, tsk, Little Dove. If you needed us, you should have said something. Isn't that what we agreed? That it would be a two-way street? We were waiting for you too, hoping that you would." He trailed kisses from my shoulder to my neck. "Don't worry, we'll help you learn to take what you want," he promised.
My eyes fluttered shut as he continued to manipulate my clit, fluctuating the speed and pressure of his fingers so that he was slowly driving me insane with need. "Gray," I pleaded.
"I've got you, Little Dove, and would you look at that."
My eyes opened to see that the others had stopped working and were hungrily staring at me, framed in the window for them. I gasped as a fresh wave of desire washed over me, and my pussy dripped even more. I groaned with disappointment when Gray released me, making him chuckle.
"Don't worry, baby, I'll never leave you wanting," he assured me as he kicked a crate toward the window. Carefully, he lowered himself onto it, facing me with his broken leg stretched out in front of him. "Why don't you take off that dress, and we'll let them watch how pretty you look coming on my face?" Gray suggested.
I hesitated only a moment before pulling the dress over my head. I wanted this. I wanted them to see me. And really, there was no sense in being shy now.
