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Beasty

"Keep your eyes closed," Kim breathed as he adjusted the blindfold over my eyes. 

I shuffled forward from the gentle pressure at my back, biting my lip in anticipation. When he'd said they had a surprise for me, I hadn't expected the boys to load me into the car and tie a cloth around my head. 

"Have any guesses?" Joaquin's lips brushed my ear as he slid past me. 

I inhaled, cataloguing the scents. Wherever we were, we were in a new building. Fresh paint teased my nose. 

It couldn't be a new club. I loved our house, and they'd not given any indication that they didn't love it too. 

"No." 

A rough thumb smoothed out the furrow in my brow. "Then we'll just have to show you." Lake slid the cloth up over my forehead.

Lake stood in front of me, so deliciously close. His face was soft in dim lighting, such a nice change from when stress had etched itself into the fabric of his being. 

"I just want you to know, I didn't do this. It was these other idiots," he said gruffly.

Atlas tried to push him out of the way. "Beasty's going to love it." He scowled at Lake, his eyes sparking. Yet when he looked at me, the glint turned mischievous. 

Joaquin pressed against one shoulder as Kim leaned into the other. Atlas gave Lake a push, and they parted, revealing... 

"What the fuck?" My jaw dropped. 

A viney wall with a collection of exotic flowers spreading out from the corners. In the middle, in the same neon style as the Snatched sign, were the words, "Why are you so pretty?" written in cursive font. 

All of this behind a counter plastered with newspapers. 

I hiccupped as I stepped closer, dropping to my knees and reaching my fingers out. 

This was the article Atlas had written about us. Pictures of the guys during their modeling career, with Joaquin and Lake hovering protectively on the side, then more recent pictures of me and all of us at Snached, plastered the wall in a collage of our story. 

The headline was "Why are you so pretty?" matching the wall. 

When I turned my head, I caught sight of the racks of clothes. But this wasn't a typical store. There was only one of each outfit on each bar, and comfy couches at the end of a walkway in the center. 

"We're opening a store for your clothing line." Kim stepped forward, tucking hair behind my ear. 

"Do you like it?" Joaquin squinted and tilted his head like he wasn't quite sure what to think. 

I nodded. 

I loved that they celebrated our love story in as many ways as they could. 

As many places as they could. They were proud of us—me—and they wanted everyone to know it. 

How could I do anything but be awed by that? 

"I love it." I started to push up from the floor, but Lake stopped me with a hand on my shoulder. 

"Not so fast, Beasty." 

I startled, then my heart started pounding. 

"Doesn't she look so pretty on her knees for us?" Atlas smirked as my guys caged me in. 

"Always," Joaquin agreed. 

A flush crept up my neck as I raised my hand toward Lake and Atlas' waists. 

"Uh-uh. Hands to yourself unless I say otherwise." Lake caught my fingers and gently pushed them down. 

"I didn't realize Lake was going to run the show," Joaquin said out of the corner of his mouth to Atlas. 

Kim laughed under his breath. "Lake always runs the show when we're all together." 

Lake shot him a playful glare. 

"Just for that, Joaquin, on your knees." 

My eyes widened. This wasn't the way this normally went. 

Instead of getting irritated with the order, Joaquin lowered to the floor, excitement lighting his features. 

"Unbutton Beasty's shirt and tie her hands with it," Lake ordered as he started to unbutton his shirt. "And make her sweat." 

Joaquin inched forward until his knees touched mine. If I thought he would go fast, I'd have been so so wrong. 

He came in for a kiss, except at the last minute, he shifted, sliding his lips along my jaw to just under my ear. My head dropped back as my eyes fluttered shut. 

I fucking loved when they worshipped me like this. 

As soon as he reached my collarbone, he pulled my shirt back, binding my hands. I gasped. I hadn't even felt him unbutton it. 

"Mm, good. Worship her the way you wished you could have the first time she was with us." 

Joaquin hummed as firm hands cupped and kneaded my breasts. 

"While he does that—" Lake cupped the back of my head, and I opened my eyes. His shirt was already off and his pants open. 

I was irrationally jealous of the light, caressing his body, highlighting every dip in his taut abdomen. He was a work of art. And so was his cock as he held it up. "Suck." 

I opened my mouth, and he glided across my tongue. A bit of pre-cum leaked, salty yet sweet. 

"Now, Atlas." Another hand turned my face until Atlas filled my vision, completely naked and swollen with his desire. His body was slimmer than Lake's but just as much of a work of art. 

They all were. I was so fucking lucky. 

Joaquin bit my nipple, and I gasped, right as Atlas pressed his velvety head against my lips, but instead of sucking him in deep, I ducked to lick from root to tip, and only then did I take the tip in, paying special attention to the underside of the head. It was the spot he'd pointed out on Joaquin, but it was his favorite spot too. 

He groaned, fisting my hair. 

I tried to move, to touch them, but Joaquin had tied my arms back so well. 

"No touching, Beasty." Lake petted my head despite the reprimand. 

"Kim, help Joaquin divest Beasty of her clothes." 

All too eager, Kim helped me to my feet. Staying on his knees, Joaquin peeled my slacks and underwear down together, pressing a kiss to my clit as he went. 

"Oh, god," I moaned, lifting one foot to step out of my pants. As soon as it was in the air, Joaquin wedged himself between my legs and licked a swath up my pussy. 

"Always so wet for us," he hummed, then he repeated the motion, circling my clit before he dipped back down. 

Kim massaged my breasts, rolling my nipples as Joaquin ate me. Pressing his erection into my ass, as if he couldn't wait to fuck me. 

No sooner had Joaquin speared me with his tongue than I started fluttering. 

"Stop," Lake's voice cracked through the air, and Joaquin sat back, resting his hands on his knees and panting. "On the stage, Joaquin, on your back." 

He scrambled to his feet, stripping as he walked to the stage. By the time he reached it, he was gloriously naked, the dimples above his ass winking at us as he shifted. 

"He's got the best fucking ass, doesn't he," Atlas murmured next to me before he gripped one of my cheeks. "Between you and him, I can't fucking think straight, Beasty. You two ruin me." 

I tipped my head up, and he crashed his lips against mine as if he knew just how much I needed the kiss. 

Lake sighed and Kim laughed. "You know Atlas is terrible at following your orders." 

"Don't I know it," Lake griped, cupping my waist and guiding me to Joaquin. Every single one of my boys was bare, their hard cocks bobbing as their gazes trailed down my body. 

Even bound, I'd never felt more powerful than when we loved like this. 

A divot appeared in Lake's brow as he glanced between Joaquin and me. 

"He didn't plan this out," Kim whispered, and I laughed. 

"I planned it out just fine. Beasty, come here." 

I shuffled toward him, and he unbound my hands, then re-tied them at my front. He shifted me until I backed up between Joaquin's legs, then he pressed on my shoulders. "Stretch out over Joaquin, then put your hands over his head." 

As soon as I fitted my hands under Joaquin's head, he pinned them to the stage and used his legs to spread me wide as his arms slid across my torso, branding me with his touch.

"Atlas, help Joaquin out." Lake nearly barked as he stroked himself. He had one knee on the stage, pinching my nipple until I whined, then smoothing away the hurt. 

He loved to give me little bouts of pain, and I loved the way his cock throbbed after. 

"With pleasure." Warm hands glided from the apex of my thighs, out toward my knees, giving them the softest pressure to push them even farther apart, so much that I let out a soft gasp. 

Atlas used one hand to grab Joaquin's cock, tugging it from between us. When he let go, it pressed against the length of me, and he chuckled. 

Raising my head, I needed to see what was so funny. 

"Don't be an ass," Joaquin said, sucking that tender spot under my ear. 

"I'm not, I'm just appreciating how gorgeous you two are together." But he was apparently done. Dropping down, he trailed his tongue over Joaquin's cock, dipping to the side, making sure to give me just as much attention. 

Joaquin groaned in my ear, and a flash of heat coasted through me. 

Then he notched Joaquin's head inside me. Joaquin didn't need any instruction as he flexed his hips, going deeper while Atlas caught my clit between his teeth. 

I cried out, already throbbing. 

"She's not going to last long," Joaquin grunted as he pulled his hips back. 

I dropped my head on Joaquin's shoulder, squeezing my eyes shut, unable to deal with the sudden crash of pleasure twisting from my core. 

Atlas' mouth disappeared, but Joaquin let out a long moan and bucked his hips. 

"We can't have that, can we," Atlas teased as he pushed the head of his cock against Joaquin's. 

At the same time, Kim drizzled cool lube across my chest. 

I was flashing hot and cold, arching against Joaquin's hold, and then I grunted as Atlas pushed inside me. 

Atlas squeezed my thigh, sighing, as Kim straddled my stomach. 

"Look at me, Beasty," he said softly. 

I did, and my breath caught at how handsome he was. Like this, with a harsh pleasure stamped on his face, like he couldn't get enough of me, as he loved me more than life itself, was my favorite expression on Kim. 

He cupped my breasts as he slid his cock in the valley, squeezing them together as he panted. 

Joaquin and Atlas alternated their gasping moans, mingling with my cries, all while Kim held my gaze, loving me with his eyes. 

The rhythm was almost too much. I wanted to squirm away, but my boys had me pinned so deliciously between them. 

"I can never get enough of you, Beasty. You're so pretty like this, taking our cocks," Lake praised. 

"I'm not taking yours." I had no idea how I found the ability to speak the words while lost in the haze of sensation. 

Lake huffed. "Turn your head." 

I did, and his cock was already right there. He'd squeezed himself so hard, his cock was swollen and red, even in this lighting. 

He tapped my lips, and I opened. Unlike the first time, he didn't let me play. Lake thrust in, fucking my face as the others fucked my body—using me, worshiping me. 

The pleasure pushed closer, the twist wound so tight, I was about to fall over the edge. I tried to warn them, but Lake had me stuffed full. 

I choked on his cock as I exploded, clamping down on Joaquin and Atlas. 

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Atlas chanted as he pistoned his hips as much as he could, while Joaquin sucked in air through his teeth, gripping my stomach in a bruising hold. 

"I'm...I'm coming," he let out in a long, slow groan as he twitched inside me. 

Kim swung his hips faster, his pants turning into soft grunts until hot streams of cum painted my neck. 

"So fucking beautiful, Beasty. So fucking ours." Lake's voice deepened as he pushed to the back of my throat once, then twice, then he stayed planted, and squeezed my now cold breast as hehis came down my throat. 

The guys all sprawled around me on the stage, panting and catching their breath. Kim rested his head on my stomach while Lake untied my hands as Joaquin raised up. 

Atlas lay across my thighs with his knees on the floor. 

We were drained. Completely wiped out. 

"You're all mine, Beasty," Atlas promised, tracing patterns around my belly button. 

"Ours," Joaquin corrected. 

"No one else's," Kim added, bringing my hand and pressing his lips to the back, then massaging feeling back into it. 

"Never anyone else's." Lake threaded his fingers through mine. 

"Well..." I winced. I had been waiting for the right time to tell them. It wasn't like we were even trying, but I'd forgotten to fill my birth control prescription. "Not just yours..." 

Lake pushed up to an elbow. "What do you mean, not just ours?" A warning threaded his words. 

Atlas raised up and frowned, trying to figure out if I was joking. 

Even Joaquin stiffened below me, while Kim just waited, not breathing. 

"In about six or seven months, I'm going to have someone very special taking all of my time and attention. Maybe yours too." 

A bomb could have exploded, and my boys wouldn't have been moved by it. 

Then a slow grin spread over Atlas' face. But it was short-lived as Joaquin struggled beneath me. He was trying to pull in a breath, but it was harsh and jagged. 

"You're pregnant?" Kim asked, now on his knees next to me, his eyes wide. I rolled off of Joaquin so he could breathe, and Kim and Lake were both there with strong hands picking me up, like I couldn't do this small action on my own. 

"Yes?" Fuck, I was nervous. I think this was a good thing. Right?
But Joaquin was turning red, and Kim was shocked as shit, not blinking. 

"A baby," Lake stated, his lips pressed into a thin line. 

I nodded. 

"Fuck." Lake wrapped me up in his arms. 

"You're not mad?" I rasped. 

"Fuck no, I'm...I'm good. Happy. I'm...shit. We're going to have to baby-proof the house." 

Kim stole me. "I love you so much," he said against my neck. "I can't wait to have a little feral Beasty running around." 

Atlas snatched me up next, swinging me in a circle, and whooping. "It's mine. I've fucked you the most."

"We don't know whose it is, shithead." Lake climbed off the stage.

"We don't even need a paternity test," Kim joked. "We'll know as soon as the baby is born." 

"Is Joaquin okay?" I tapped Atlas' shoulder, and he set me down. 

"He's fine." Atlas nodded like he was an authority. "He's just coming to terms with it. Don't worry, he can't pass out lying down like that." 

"I'm--shit." Joaquin pressed the heels of his hands against his eyes. "I'm happy." He dropped them and stared at me with so much emotion, even if most of it was fear. "I'm really happy." 

"He looks really scared." Kim laughed. 

"We're going to have a baby," Joaquin breathed. "And we own a sex club. Fuck."

"We own a very exclusive, multi-layered club. It's not an issue." Kim wadded up a shirt and tossed it at Joaquin's chest. 

I glanced at Lake. He'd been silent for a few minutes, and I was worried about him too. 

Yet, when our gazes collided, I sucked in a breath. He watched me with so much heat in his eyes, I was ready for another round.

"Let's go. I'm calling the Nnetwork. We'll have an ultrasound at the house as soon as we get home." 

"I'm pulling the footage." Atlas walked buck naked to the counter to get his phone. "We added sound in here along with the cameras. I'm making this into a home movie." 

A home movie of the five-way where I blurted I was pregnant before our sweat had even cooled. 

"No!" we all shouted, but Atlas, the shit, just shrugged. 

Sure enough, he sent the video to our group chat a few hours later. Two actually. 

One of our lovemaking, and one of just the announcement, but he'd been so kind to put blocks over our chests and genitals. It was the thought that counted. 

I saved the videos, smiling the whole time.