All Four of Them

Chapter 7

I just realized how stupid I am for essentially writing a story about four gay brothers, and their one mate would be a girl with a name that works for guys as well. #dyingoverhere

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"So how does this work?" Chase asked sending nervous glances towards the leather straps to her left.

"It's not complicated," Max replied. "Don't worry we won't completely tie you down."

Max kept his eyes open for any signs of Chase's discomfort. Even the smallest detection would be enough to shut down the entire operation.

The four of them met up the previous night after Chris found his way to bed. Max, knowing that putting Chase into her first bondage situation without any experience was a horrible idea, tried to incorporate new ideas for Chris' birthday. All was going so well until Chase decided that she wanted to do the role regardless of the consequences.

So here they were Chase examining the brother's various toys and Max hoping in the smallest way to scare her into something more sensible. Anything, he'd even take handcuffs over leather bindings.

Eventually Chase got tired of the uncertainty radiating off of Max's heated presence behind.

"I thought this is what you wanted!" She threw her hands up in the air. "From the moment you and Cory had me between you, you said I was the present."

Max sighed and drew her close to his body.

"I know what I said, but what if something happens that we hadn't planned for. What if someone loses control and gets hurt."

Though Chase heard his words she was lost in the heat of his body. Feeling his thigh slide between her legs, and his cock pulse to life against her stomach. His smooth baritone resonated from his chest to where her breasts were pressed against him. Every word he said wrapping around her nipples and sending shots of heat to her core where he slowly undulated his leg against her.

"Jesus, Max," it came out in a whisper begging herself to be strong; to control the desire to first bury her fingers in his hair and then bury him in her. "I want to do this, for him. For us."

A deep growl freed itself from his chest. "There are other ways," he said between each sharp bite that assaulted her neck.

Chase planted her hands on his firm chest feeling the hardness of his body through his shirt, and pushed off. He wouldn't let her escape though. He let her stand an arms length away from as he held her hands captive.

"What will it take to make you see that I can do this?" She choked out, feeling her body ache for his touch.

"I believe that you can maintain this relationship, but we all need to learn before we act," He used her hands to pull her around to the door. "Let us, for a night, learn each other's bodies."

He captivated her eyes, pushing her firmly against the door. His hand travels down her ass to the junction between her thighs. Pausing for a moment feeling her heat and the hitch in her breath. He jerks her leg up hanging off of his hip. His entire statement punctuated by the heavy grind of his hips against her center.

He lowers his lips to her ear, "I'm sure we can find a way to satisfy each other."

With a last nip at her ear he opens the door and gestures her out.

"You know what," she says. "You're manipulative."

He tosses his arm over her shoulders and with a kiss to her temple says, "I'll be anything for you."

She groans as laughter fills the hallway as they walk to meet the rest of the boys.

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Chase knew she walked into that room fighting a lost cause. As much as she wanted to use this to kick start that side of their relationship, even she had to admit that she was rushing into things. Chris' party was beginning to take on a depressing undertone and that would not ride with Chase.

The next morning Chase was the first person awake. They had wanted everyone in their separate rooms in the days leading up to the party. The issue and point of this was that the sexual tension and need kept a naughty undertone to life for the past few days. 

Chase crept passed each of the rooms making sure her boys were asleep. They had been known to get up and follow her around if they heard her. Once she ensured they were all knocked out she made a quick escape to the nearest store.

One of the many things Chase enjoyed about living in a were town was how few people were out and about no matter what time it was. With the silence from the town and the forest casually throwing sounds around itself, the peace of her walks was something she treasured. 

She basked in the early morning sun loving the smell of the dewy grass, and yet she couldn't help but throw a glance over her shoulder. 

She whipped her hair back in frustration. "They're gone," she whispered to herself. She wanted to question why now the shadows of the forest seemed so much longer. Instead she flung herself into a dead sprint. Laughing and twirling and wishing she brought the boys to enjoy the day with her. With all her might she tried to keep the smile on her face and square her shoulders as she reached her destination.

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How would it feel if I told you that I've had most of this written since the last chapter I posted?

I'm horrible you guys should fire me.

XO