Page 59 of Five Mountain Daddies

Finally, James is the first man to come. He fills my ass, hot and sticky, and I groan. He pulls back and instantly Ryan takes his place, not wasting a second. I can feel James’ cum dripping out as Ryan starts to fuck me, and I’m moaning, cocks buried deep down my throat, Henry underneath me and fucking mypussy.

Caleb comes in my mouth not long later, and I swallow him up. Henry’s next, hot and deep and warm in my tight pussy. I’m sweating, groaning, my own orgasm building with every new drop of cum. Wyatt orgasms on my lips and breasts, letting it drip down onto my skin, and Ryan’s fucking my pussy now, fucking me rough from behind. I’m covered in their cum, sticky with it, dripping from every hole, and I know I can’t handle itanymore.

I orgasm hard, my whole being ringing with pure pleasure, as Ryan fucks me through it. He comes before I’m finished, and feeling his heat fill me only pushes my orgasm to new levels. I think I black out for a minute or so, because when I finally finish, the guys are all around me, kissing me, holding me, making me feelgood.

We all fit on that big bed, and we don’t bother leaving it for the rest of the night. I’m fucked to soreness, and I come more times than I count. When one guy is finished, another takes his place, stroking me, easing me into it, taking me to places I neverimagined.

And by the time we’re finally falling asleep, I know I made the right choice. I know I’m going to be happy here, no matter what happens, with my five mountain daddies. They’ll take care of me. I can have this, this incredible sex, these incredible guys. I love them all equally, and I know they loveme.

“I love you,” James whispers as I’m drifting off tosleep.

“I love you all,” Isay.

“We love you,” the twinsanswer.

“I love you.” Ryan’s hands rest on myback.

“I love you,” Henry’s lips whisper against myear.

I fall asleep, tangled in their arms, feeling more at peace than I ever havebefore.

21

London

One YearLater

“Big day, boys,” I call out as the coffee’sbrewing.

Henry grumbles, coming into the kitchen. “Morning,” hegrunts.

“Good morning.” I smile at him, handing him a plate of eggs, which he takes gratefully over to the table. There’s a newspaper out already, which he picks up toread.

I smile, playing the happy housewife to my five handsome husbands, although we’re not technically married. James and the twins are next, and Ryan’s last, groggy and tired from the night before. I kept them up late, making them fuck me until I couldn’t breathe anymore, and now they’re all grumpy. But I don’t care. I feel good, and I needed all that sex to calm my nerves and fuck me tosleep.

We’ve been living together in this big apartment since that day, over a year ago, when they first showed it to me. My parents aren’t really okay with any of this, but there’s not much they can do to stop it. We’re the talk of the town, of course, but none of uscare.

We’re changing the town. We’ve done more in a year for Leadwood than anyone’s ever done for this town in its entire history. Henry funded a library, Ryan built that park, the twins opened more restaurants, and James has been actively bringing more businesses and funding into thearea.

And of course, we finished the museum, and today’s the openingday.

I’m wearing my fancy curator clothing, which just means a tight black skirt and a crisp white blouse. My hair’s pulled back tight, and I went easy on the makeup. I want to look professional and smart, and I feel like I nailedit.

My guys all eat their breakfast, drinking their coffee, and I smile, watchingthem.

James comes up behind me. “You ready?” he asksme.

I nod, kissing him over my shoulder. “Definitely.”

“Good. You’re going to kill ittoday.”

“Iknow.”

He laughs and kisses me again. I join them at the table eventually, and we fall into laughing andjoking.

After a half hour of that, I send the guys off to get dressed. I wander over to the windows, looking out over the forest. We got rid of my old apartment after a few months, just in case I wanted to stay in there, but I found I never needed it. The twins turned the apartment into an office for me, which I’ve been using to plan the museum. Henry turned the project over to me entirely, and although there was a learning curve at first, I managed to pull it alltogether.

It helped that Henry already had a huge art collection. We built three galleries, one main space with the main collection, and we put Ryan’s work in one of the galleries for the opening. I managed to get two other amazing local artists to fill the two final spaces, and now all that’s left is to open thedoors.

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