STRIPTEASED: A Standalone Reverse Harem Romance (Roommates Book 1)

“Please don’t stop,” I moaned. I’d said those words to these guys at other times, but this time, I wasn’t begging for an orgasm. This time, I had eight hands rubbing massage oil over my entire body, and I didn’t want it to end.

I was on my front—without Austin’s shirt on. One of the guys had eased it off me after I’d settled on the bed. Tonio kneeled near me, his strong hands rubbing the tension out of my shoulders and neck. Knox and Denver were at the foot of the bed, which was appropriate because they’d each taken control of one of my feet. Knox kneaded my instep, and Denver was digging his knuckles into various pressure points and sending shivers up my entire leg.

Austin was in charge of the area in the middle. Right now, he was massaging my back, running his hands up and down my back on either side of my spine. I couldn’t help noticing that on each downstroke, he went lower than the time before.

“That feels so good.” My voice was a purr.

“Which part?” Austin asked.

“All of it.”

He took that as permission to dip his hands lower, and his thumbs pressed into the fleshy skin on either side of my tailbone. I moaned as his large hands cupped my cheeks and squeezed.

“How come we just get a foot?” Denver complained.

“It’s a pretty foot,” Knox countered, and I felt a kiss on the arch.

“True,” Denver said.

As Austin’s magic fingers caressed my soft flesh, Tonio’s talented hands moved to my scalp. I turned away from him, my cheek resting against the pillow, so he could run his hands through my hair.

“God, this feels good.”

“So you’ve said,” Tonio said.

Austin squeezed my ass again, capturing my attention. “Do you think it might feel good on your front, too?”

My breath caught in my throat. “M-maybe.”

Tonio smoothed the hair away from my ear and leaned over me. “Want to find out?” he whispered.

I squeezed my eyes shut for a long moment. I wanted to—I really did. But the four of them together? That was the big league. It was unbelievably far outside of my comfort zone.

Then again, so were a lot of the things I’d done in the last few months.

“Okay.”

Knox and Denver gently lowered my feet onto the mattress, and Austin and Tonio moved aside. Without letting myself think too much about it, I rolled over.

Oh God. I was naked in front of four men. Even in the low light, I knew that four pairs of eyes were gazing at my bare breasts and at my mound.

But my guys didn’t give me time to dwell on that. Tonio and Austin moved back in, each taking hold of a breast, moving in unison. And Knox and Denver wasted no time in running their hands up and down my legs.

It was like two sets of twins, because Austin and Tonio mirrored each other’s movements, and so did Denver and Knox. The thought made me giggle. What a time for all four of them to develop twin telepathy.

When he heard me laugh, Austin grinned at me, and I was so glad that he’d set aside whatever was bothering him. He dipped his head and claimed my lips. A few seconds later, Tonio’s mouth captured my nipple.

Strong, well-oiled hands slid up my inner thighs, and my legs parted. Then Denver gently pushed my leg to the side, and Knox did the same with choreographed precision. Cool air flowed past my folds, and I gasped against Austin’s mouth. I was completely bare to them now.

Warm breath replaced the cool air. I wasn’t sure if it was from Knox or Denver. Then Austin and Tonio switched places, with Tonio kissing my lips and Austin nuzzling my nipple.

My moans filled the room, and a long tongue lapped at my slit. Then a finger circled my opening and slid easily inside my damp passage—a finger so large it could only have been Knox’s.

My back arched as I threw my head back, interrupting Tonio’s kiss. He latched onto my nipple instead, and two men sucking my sensitive buds almost made me come on the spot.

The busy tongue between my thighs lapped at my clit and my legs jerked compulsively. Knox and Denver pushed my thighs back down, keeping me spread and exposed to the onslaught. Delicious tension built up inside me, and when Knox’s finger brushed past a very sensitive part of my inner walls and Denver’s tongue flicked past my clit, I knew I was nearing the point of no return.

“Stop,” I said, my voice a groan that didn’t sound very convincing even to my ears. But I truly meant it. “Stop, please.”

My nipples were released. The finger slid out of me, and the tongue left my clit.

They stared at me, waiting.

“I—I don’t want to come.”

“You sure seemed like you did a minute ago,” Denver said mildly.

My chest rose and fell as I tried to catch my breath. “I did, but I don’t want to come yet. I don’t want to fall asleep afterwards.”

Tonio looked at the clock on Austin’s nightstand. “It’s almost four in the morning. Would that really be such a bad thing?”

“Yes.” Arousal still coursed through me, making it very hard to explain myself. But there was something I’d been wanting to do. Something I’d nearly done with Tonio, but something had held me back. Because it wasn’t something that should be done with just one of them. Not the first time, anyway. “I want you inside me.”

There was silence as they all looked at me. Then Tonio asked, “Who?”

“All of you.”

The air was electrified as they took in what I’d just said.

And then complete mortification hit. “I mean, not all of you at the same time! I just meant—I meant that—”

“Shh,” Austin soothed. “We know what you meant.” His voice was tender, and that fact broke through my embarrassment. Austin being tender? What was with him tonight? He deepened the mystery by running his fingers through my hair and kissing me lightly on the forehead.

“We want to be with you, too,” Denver said. “All of us do.” Next to him, Knox nodded.

“It’s your choice, querida,” Tonio whispered.

“No, please… I can’t make that choice.” Panic filled me again.

“It’s okay,” Knox said.

Denver nodded. “We’re not going to get offended. Just choose whoever you’d like.”

“No,” I said, still upset. This was wrong—all wrong. “You were the ones who convinced me that it was okay to like more than one man. That it was okay to like all of you. You said I didn’t have to choose just one of you, and now you’re asking me to do just that.”

Austin squeezed my hand. “Do you want us to choose for you?”

“It should be her choice,” Tonio said.

“She’s made her choice,” Austin responded. “And her choice is that she doesn’t want to be the one to choose. Isn’t that right, Emma?”

“Yes.” Relief filled me. There was no way I could choose between them like that—it wouldn’t be right.

“All right, we’ll decide among ourselves. Can you give us a moment?”

“Sure.” I was calmer now that I knew they understood. My guys all got up, but I stopped Austin before he could walk away. “Wait. Do you still have that blindfold?”

Austin frowned. “You want to be blindfolded?”

“Yeah. I don’t want to know, at least not in the beginning.” I couldn’t really explain it, but it all went back to hating the idea of picking one over the other.

“Are you sure, Emma?” It was Knox who spoke. As always, he was concerned about my well-being.

“Very sure.”

Austin slid the blindfold back over my eyes and tightened it. Then he kissed my temple and whispered in my ear. “Think about how good we’re going to make you feel tonight.”

Mm, that was a nice thought. And even nicer—Austin turned on some music before he retreated with the others. It was soft and sensual… I wasn’t sure what it was, but I focused and took deep, calming breaths… and waited.

I didn’t have to wait long. Footsteps entered the room, and my ears strained, trying to decipher what my eyes were unable to ascertain.

The bed dipped in multiple spots, and one man moved between my legs.

It was finally going to happen. For the first time in my life, I’d be filled by a man who cared about me. A man I cared about. A man who wanted to take care of me and make me happy. It didn’t matter that I didn’t know who it was. I knew without a doubt that all four of them had more genuine feelings for me than anyone else had in my entire life.

Large forms shifted closer on either side, and I reached out, encountering bare thighs. I groped blindly for their cocks, but the man on my right caught my hand, raised it to his lips, and kissed my palm. A moment later, the man on the left did the same. I knew they were being silent in order to respect my wish not to know who was between my legs. It made me grateful for the music—too much silence would’ve felt strange.

Yep, these were my guys all right. Always focusing on my pleasure before their own.

With synchronized movements, each man lowered my hand and pressed it to the mattress on either side of my pillow. Delicious shivers ran through me. Not only was I blindfolded, but I was being held down. It was hot and my hips shifted in anticipation.

I heard a soft chuckle, but I couldn’t tell who it was. Hands had found my nipples, probably the free hands of the men pinning down my wrists. Fingers trailed up my inner thigh, and I spread my legs more.

Then I heard a crinkly sound. It took me a moment to realize that it was a condom being torn open. They’d wanted me to hear it, to let me know that I was safe.

Strong hands grasped my legs and folded them up to my chest. I couldn’t tell which man was holding which part of me—it was all a delicious blur. With my knees up by my chest, my pelvis tilted upward.

And then I felt it… the bulbous head of a large cock running along my seam. Was it Austin? Or Tonio? It could have been any of them, and I loved that I didn’t know. That meant I hadn’t had to choose one over the other. Or more like I’d chosen all of them.

The cock continued to stroke up and down my slit, and I knew I was wet by how easily it moved. It pressed against my clit and almost as if on cue, the men pinched my nipples. A sharp cry escaped me, but it turned into a moan as the cockhead lined up with my entrance.

My breathing sped up as I waited to feel that first stroke. I wanted it more than anything. But whoever it was made me wait. Finally, I tried to lift my hips, hoping the hard cock would slip inside me, but I didn’t have enough room to move in this position.

There were more chuckles, and while I was distracted by that—the tip of the cock pushed past my entrance.

My body froze as I got my wish. One of the men I cared so much was inside me. The large cock stretched me and it felt full and different and wonderful. My breath came out in shuddery bursts.

There was no doubt his cock was big, but that didn’t tell me much. They all were like that. There was something special about one of my guys being the first man to fill me this much. It felt amazing. Right now, the strokes were long and slow, but tension was building inside me—and I sensed it in my partner as well.

The strokes grew longer, and when he pushed in as far as he could go, I squeezed myself around him, trying to keep him there. He moaned and I willed myself to ignore the sound. To not analyze it and figure out who it was. I truly didn’t want to know. “Music,” I gasped. “Please turn up the music.”

Someone obliged as the thrusting intensified. A finger slid down my stomach, passed my mound, and zeroed in on my clit. I couldn’t be sure, but I didn’t think it belonged to the man inside of me. He was probably using all his attention to deliver such incredible thrusts. He drove into me harder and faster, and my moans filled my own ears, sparing me from hearing and possibly identifying his.

The whole bed shook as he drove into me, and the finger on my clit was doing a damn good job of hurtling me toward a climax. My gasps reached a crescendo. “Please,” I panted. “Oh please… please come with me. I’m so close…”

In answer, the cock pounding inside me sped up, making me feel so full. I squeezed my internal muscles, making it tight and inviting for him.

The finger working my clit eased just a little. “No, please, don’t stop,” I begged before I realized he was likely trying to help us come at the same time. “I’m so close.”

The man who filled me drove into me with long, deep strokes, and suddenly the finger on my clit picked up speed. The men on either side of me spread my knees farther apart, and then they captured my nipples with their teeth.

The combination of sensations triggered the most powerful orgasm of my life. I screamed as my pussy spasmed. A raspy male voice cried out, and the cock inside me pulsed as he came, too.

My head whipped from side to side as euphoria filled me. I hadn’t known it could feel like this—that I could come this hard—that my guys could make me feel this damn incredible.

My breath came out in jagged gasps as aftershocks rocked me. The men on either side of me had released my nipples and freed my hands as well. As I gingerly lowered my hands, I did my best not to touch any of the guys. I didn’t want any clues about who was who.

The man who had given me so much pleasure slid out of me, and I pushed against the hands holding my legs up. They let go and I was able to stretch out—which was a good thing because none of my muscles worked anymore.

There was a small sound, and it took a moment to identify it—it sounded like the lid of something being popped off. Then I registered the smell of massage oil again. One man smoothed some along my leg in long, broad strokes. Another started on my arm. I imagined them passing the bottle around.

Soon all four limbs were getting the same kind of massage they’d given me before. Their soothing strokes plus the orgasms I’d just had were almost enough to lull me to sleep—but that’s not what I wanted. I knew exactly what I wanted, and I told it to my guys. “More.”

The hands touching me froze.

“I want more. I want someone else inside me. Please.”

No one spoke, and I imagined them eyeing each other, silently communicating. They pulled away, presumably so they wouldn’t give any clue about who had been inside me. Then a voice from off to my left said, “Emma, it’s late. You’ve had a long day.” It was Knox.

“I know. But this is what I want—more than anything. But I don’t want to know who it is, okay?”

There was silence, and I figured that Knox was looking at the others, seeing what they thought. At last, he said, “Okay.”

It started the same as last time with the sound of a condom wrapper, and then a man moved between my legs. Two others positioned themselves on either side of my chest. But then strong hands slid under me and lifted my thighs. My new partner pulled me to him, and I realized that he was kneeling, sitting back on his heels, most likely. He pulled me up until my ass was balanced on his thighs, my legs resting against his chest, with my calves slung over his shoulders. Only my upper back, shoulders. and head rested on the mattress.

I’d never tried this position, but I imagined it gave the man the ability to go deep. I couldn’t quite picture what I looked like with my legs pressed against his chest and my knees over his shoulders like a pair of suspenders. That thought made me giggle.

Someone pinched my nipple in response, and I squealed. The man holding me snaked his hand between my legs and traced up and down my seam. He didn’t linger long by my clit, and I was grateful because it was still a bit sensitive. But then his finger pushed inside of me, and he found that magical spot that made me squirm.

The others took this as their cue to start up again. A mouth descended on mine, but this time from someone sitting level with my head. It was a new sensation. Our lips didn’t line up as easily, but whoever it was made up for it with his tongue. Two hands covered and squeezed my breasts, and the man who supported me on his thighs repositioned me slightly. Then I realized his cock was at my entrance.

I held my breath, bracing myself, but he pushed into me slowly, giving me time to adjust. I ground my ass against him, and he chuckled. He leaned forward and rocked inside me.

It was different from anything I’d ever felt. A new kind of friction. As he moved, he alternated between squeezing my ass cheeks and stroking my legs.

The cock inside me sped up, its strokes lengthening. I squeezed myself around it, trying to make my partner feel good.

A finger delved toward my clit, but I shook my head, pulling away from the man who was kissing me. “It’s too sensitive right now.” I could barely hear myself over the music, but the finger retreated.

As if to make up for the lack of clitoral stimulation, one of them tilted my head to the side and then a warm mouth attacked my neck, licking and nibbling. Another man pinched my nipple, while someone squeezed my ass.

The man inside me moved faster, and as I pressed my legs against his chest, it occurred to me that given the breadth of his torso, it likely wasn’t Knox. At first, the knowledge upset me. I hadn’t wanted to know that, but then I reconsidered. Knox was here. He was part of this, no matter how he was touching me. We were all in this together.

I reached up and pulled off the blindfold. It took a minute for everything to come into focus. Knox was massaging my breast, and Austin nibbled on my neck. Denver was the one supporting me and plunging into me. He smiled when my eyes met his, and I smiled a little shyly back. Tonio was off to the side, but it was his hand squeezing my ass. All of them were naked.

Denver’s breath came faster as he pushed into me harder. “We decided to go in the order in which we first met you.”

That knowledge washed over me, and I met Tonio’s eyes. He’d been the first one to talk to me at the club on the night of my bachelorette party, so that meant he’d been the one inside me before. I stretched out a hand and he grasped it, smiling down at me.

Austin’s hand slid down my stomach and he whispered in my ear. “Let me rub your clit and make you come.”

As much as I wanted that, I shook my head. “It’s too soon.”

“Then maybe we can make you come another way.” Denver rose even higher, lifting my legs and ass as he did so. This new angle caused his cock to press against my clit with each stroke. Somehow, it wasn’t the same kind of direct contact as a finger, and I nodded that it was okay. It was good, actually.

It took a few minutes, but by the time Denver was groaning and pounding into me, I was nearly there. The other guys worked my nipples, squeezed my breasts… there were so many hands on me that I couldn’t keep track of who was where, but it felt good. It felt right. Like this was where I was supposed to be.

When Denver cried out, I echoed him a few seconds later, my body trembling like mad. It wasn’t quite as powerful as the first time, but it still made me scream. Then Denver collapsed on the bed next to me, and I rolled on my side, my face against his chest. We lay there for a few minutes, both of us panting.

A large, warm presence moved against my back. Knox snaked his arm around my waist. God, it felt good. A hard male body behind me and in front. Austin was on the other side of Denver, looking down at us, and Tonio sat at the foot of the bed.

“That was incredible,” Denver said, still sounding a bit winded.

“That’s what I was going to say.” I smiled at him.

“Ours was too,” Tonio said. “I couldn’t say anything at the time because you didn’t want to know who it was.”

Austin cocked an eyebrow. “What made you change your mind?”

I thought about it as I fought the pleasant drowsiness that stole through me. “I just realized that it didn’t really matter who was touching me where—because we’re all part of this. We’re all in this together.”

“Yeah, we are,” Denver said, and he brought my hand to his lips.

I smiled as he kissed each finger. “I never knew it could be like this.”

“The sex?” Austin asked.

“Well, yes, that too, but I meant this connection.” My sleepiness faded away and suddenly I was able to clarify the feelings I’d been having all night. “I didn’t think it was possible to have feelings for more than one person, but it is. It’s like… I don’t know, like maybe finding the perfect table for your dining room. You see it and you fall in love with the whole thing, not just the table. It’s all part of it… the chairs, the leaf in the middle, everything. Each piece is important.”

Warmth filled me as I looked at each of the three men I could see.

Then Tonio said, “Did you just compare us to a dinette set?”

The tension broke and we all laughed. Knox’s abs and pecs vibrated as he laughed behind me, and his massive cock pressed against my ass. Which brought an interesting question to mind. “So, um, if Tonio went first because he was the only one I met at the club, and Denver went next because he heard me wake up and came up to talk to me, then… who would be next? Because when I came down to the kitchen, both Knox and Austin were there.”

“That’s a question for next time,” Tonio said.

I shifted my hips, deliberately brushing against Knox’s cock. He squeezed his arm tighter around my waist and growled in my ear. “Be good, princess.”

Austin had caught our byplay. “I suppose that technically, we both met her at the same time.”

Tonio glared at him. “She’s exhausted.”

I gave him an innocent smile. “Do I look like I’m falling asleep?” I ground my ass against Knox again, and he groaned as if in pain.

Austin grinned. “I’ve seen her fall asleep right after a good orgasm—and that’s not what this looks like.”

Denver was clearly on Tonio’s side. “Emma, honey, it’s late. We’ve all had a good time—there will be other nights.”

“Yeah, Emma, there’s no hurry,” Tonio added.

“Said the two men who’ve already come,” I said slyly.

Austin laughed and fisted his cock, which was growing bigger by the moment. But then he looked past me, and whatever expression was on Knox’s face caused Austin to let go of his hardened cock.

“She’s had enough,” Knox growled.

His hand was still curled around my waist. I grabbed his hand and tugged it upward until it touched my breast. “Shouldn’t I be the judge of that?”

Austin whistled softly. “I’m really liking this side of you.”

I grinned at him and winked.

“So do you remember which one of us you saw first?” he asked.

I mulled over the question for a moment. I knew what answer I wanted to give—but it would require taking more initiative than I had the entire night. Up until now, it had been the men calling the shots. “I’m pretty sure I saw you and Knox at the exact same moment.”

Austin got my meaning instantly, and he stroked his cock again, his eyes gleaming. Knox must have gotten it a moment later because he swore in my ear. “No.”

“Yes,” I said. I shifted my hips upward. His hard cock was pressed against my ass. If I could only get it between my legs…

He realized what I was doing and clamped his arm tighter around me. “This isn’t right.”

I turned my head as much as I could. There was concern on his face. “Do you know what I think whenever I see you, Knox?”

“How many cans of spinach has he eaten?” Tonio joked, but I frowned at him, and he held up his hands in surrender.

A bit irritated with Tonio, I started again. “Every single time I see you, I think: this man has my back. He’d do anything to protect me, and he’d never hurt me.”

Knox was silent for a moment, but his arm loosened around my waist. “That’s what I’m doing—trying to make sure you don’t get hurt.”

I reached backward, patting his hip at a slightly awkward angle. “Having my back means you don’t let anything bad happen—but it also means you don’t prevent the good things from happening. If you knew there was something I really wanted, wouldn’t you do whatever you could to give it to me?”

Knox didn’t answer, but it didn’t matter. I knew what the answer to that question was.

“You’ll always have my back and right now you’re literally at my back—which is right where I want you to be. Except I want you to be a little lower and to slide into me. I want to feel that connection with you. I want to feel that close to you. If you really have my back, then you’ll respect that I know what I want.”

I held my breath, hoping he could see how important this was to me. Just when I thought he wasn’t going to respond, he sighed and planted a small kiss on my neck. Then he shifted his big body behind me, and I felt the tip of his cock press against the backs of my thighs. Austin tossed a condom to him and a second later, I heard the rustle of the wrapper.

This position was another new one for me, but I leaned back against his broad chest and swung my leg up and back, hooking it over his. His big hand stroked my breasts for a few seconds as he rubbed the tip of his cock up and down my slit. I ground myself back against him, wanting more—and he gave it to me.

He pushed inside me, filling me more than anyone had ever before. My back arched and I gasped. Knox froze, likely afraid that he’d hurt me, but it wasn’t painful, it was just an extreme feeling of fullness. It was a sensation I was pretty sure I could get used to.

I moved my hips, sliding up and down on his cock, and a moment later he took up the rhythm. When I got a little more acclimated to the sensation of being stretched, I looked up at Austin. With a grin, I cocked my finger and beckoned him over.

He wasted no time and was soon kneeling by my head. I grasped his hard cock and rubbed my fingers up and down it. My thumb skimmed easily over the top, spreading a drop of precum. I gave a little tug and he scooted closer, allowing me to take him into my mouth.

I closed my eyes as I sucked his hard cock. Just a short while ago, I hadn’t liked doing this act. Now I loved the way it made me feel connected to him. All my guys had been inside me tonight. It was crazy, but that felt right. Like it was meant to be.

Tonio moved around the side of the bed, standing behind Knox. He grasped the leg that I’d slung over Knox’s and that eased some of the strain on my back. And Denver licked his finger and then pressed it against my clit.

As the pleasure built inside me, my mind grew blissfully blank. Only one real thought remained—this was how it was supposed to be. This was right for all of us—and it was definitely right for me.

The next morning, I was a little apprehensive. Would last night change the way things were between us? I took my time getting ready, taking an extra-long shower to soothe some minor muscle aches. The memory of how I’d gotten those aches made me smile.

The others were down in the kitchen when I got there, and as soon as I stepped into the room, I knew it was going to be okay. I got hugs from everyone except Tonio, who was frying bacon at the stove. I stepped up behind him, raised myself up on my tiptoes and kissed the back of his neck.

We were all famished, which wasn’t surprising given what we’d done last night. As we ate, the jokes flew around the room. There was a lot of laughter—and a lot of innuendo.

Except for from Austin. He followed the conversation, but he didn’t participate much. The hunch of his shoulders made me realize that he’d reverted to the sour mood he’d had after the club closed last night. I wished I knew what it was about—and I wished I could make him feel better.

As we finished up breakfast, I noticed that Denver was fairly quiet, too. But unlike Austin, he seemed to be in a good mood. He popped up, retrieved a pot of coffee, and offered us all some. Then he sat back in his spot, practically beaming.

“What’s up with you this morning?” Tonio said.

“Something happened last night,” Denver began.

“I’ll say it did.” Knox looked over at me and smiled.

Denver grinned, too. “That was spectacular, but I mean something else happened last night. Remember how we met with a woman just before the club closed?”

Tonio raised an eyebrow. “I would’ve thought our little Emma here would have wiped her from your mind completely.”

Denver laughed as if nothing could get him down today. “It’s not like that. She offered me a job as a choreographer.”

We stared at him in surprise, and then Tonio clapped him on the back. “Congrats, man!”

“That’s great,” I added. “Instead of just teaching dance, you’ll be making up the dance and then teaching it to others.”

“Congratulations,” Knox said.

I glanced over at Austin’s stormy face. “Aren’t you happy for him?”

“As it turns out, there’s a job for him, too,” Denver said. “He’s going to be one of the dancers.”

“That’s incredible! That way you can still work together.” I couldn’t understand the look on Austin’s face. “Is the job at a new club? Wait, it’s not in Nashville, is it?” Nashville was over an hour’s drive away. I didn’t like thinking of the twins making that trip late at night after their act.

“No, not Nashville,” Denver said. He took a deep breath. “The thing is… the woman we spoke with is a recruiter for a band that travels all over the United States. She’s asked us to join them on their next tour. Which means…” He trailed off, looking a bit less certain.

But Austin finished his thought, speaking for the first time in at least ten minutes. “Which means we’re leaving.”