Page 14 of The Cabin-A Reverse Harem Romance
Still, as I imagined them taking turns with me, I knew it wouldn’t take me long to orgasm. The very idea of having them all at once, feeling the chaos of all those hands, mouths, and cocks, was a turn-on for me, and with my fingers buried deep inside of me, my entire body tightened up and I came hard. I tried not to make a sound – I didn’t want Trevor hearing me, but it was difficult. I couldn’t contain the whimpers for long, which turned to groans as my body spasmed with pleasure.
When the pleasure eased, and then slowly subsided, I was left in my bed, alone and staring up at the ceiling. I had four men in the house with me – men who cared for me, and that I loved dearly. Yet, I was alone.
The shower turned off, and Trevor was finished. It was my turn now. Part of me hoped he’d heard me. Part of me wanted to believe that he knew I’d heard him, and that was my response. Another part of me was mortified at that very thought.
Emotions were complicated things sometimes.
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There was a pounding on my door that startled me from sleep. I awoke with a start and stared at the clock. It wasn’t even four in the morning yet. The room was dark and silent, and I thought perhaps I’d dreamt it. Rolling over, I tried to go back to sleep when the pounding started again.
“Elise, we need to talk,” a slurred voice called out from the other side.
I cringed and felt my heart start to race. It was Brad. I didn’t answer him, willing him to go away, and instead curled myself into a ball in the bed. The door was locked, I wasn’t about to deal with him while he was drunk. There was a mini bar upstairs in the loft and judging by the slur I heard in his voice, I figured that he must have raided it. More knocking followed, and then his voice called out to me even louder.
“Let me in, Elise,” he said. “Or I’ll knock this fucking door down and come in anyway.”
The anger in his voice caused me to shudder.
“Go back to bed, Brad. You don’t want to wake the guys,” I called back to him.
“Fuck them. Oh, I’m guessing you probably already have,” he said.
I flinched at his words, and felt my cheeks begin to burn. I knew there was no way the guys were sleeping through that racket and was afraid that was going to likely set them off. They were protective of me. Overly so, sometimes.
Then I heard Chase’s voice on the other side of the door, calm and steady, like he was trying to talk someone down off a ledge. In a way, he was. If Brad continued with his drunken antics, things could get very ugly, very fast. Four against one? The other four all ex-Rangers? Yeah, Brad didn’t stand a chance. He would lose that fight inside a minute, and he would lose it badly. He was too drunk and too full of pride to back down, though. I knew him well enough to know that.
“Go back upstairs,” Chase said, his voice rising just a bit. “You don’t want to cause any trouble, man. You don’t want to do this.”
“You’re the ones causing trouble. This is my fucking cabin,” Brad said. “And you assholes all just barged the fuck in here like you owned the place.”
Nolan’s smooth, relaxed voice spoke next. “We’re not causing any trouble right now. We’re all just sleeping, and we’ll leave in the morning when the roads are cleared.”
Good, send the two most calm, relaxed, and level-headed of the guys to deal with him. If it had been Sean or Trevor, fists would have been thrown by now. Nolan and Chase were a little more even-keeled about things, which I hoped would defuse the situation before it got out of hand.
“You’re not taking Elise with you,” Brad said.
“That’s not up to you. That’s up to Elise,” Nolan said. “No go back to bed.”
“Not without talking to my girlfriend,” Brad said.
The door knob turned and rattled, and he started yelling my name at the top of his lungs. The door shook in the frame and was punctuated by thunderous booming. I assumed Brad was punching it. Then I heard Sean’s voice.
“Shut the fuck up, man, and let her sleep,” Sean said.
“This is my cabin, she’s my girlfriend, and you’re not going to tell me what to fucking do, kid,” Brad said.
That was it. The door to the room next to mine opened and slammed shut. Trevor was awake now, which meant all hell was about to break loose. I pulled the blankets back from my body and put my feet on the floor. I just knew things were going to get ugly, so I hurried to the door and unlocked it, and found that Trevor had Brad pinned to the wall. He hadn’t said a word, he just pushed him against the wall, and held him there. The others were crowding around them, some playing mediator and others – namely Sean – getting up in Brad’s face.
