Tia

The new knowledge that Emerson is basically a Navy Seal does get me a little turned on. I don't know what that says about me exactly, but considering that he's looking at me with a glint in his own eye, I'm not sure it matters.

"It's been a long day," he says, his eyes running over my body. When he looks at me, I can’t help but feel a rush of heat rush through me. My nipples harden and I wish I’d worn a padded bra. But then I see Em lick his lips and I change my mind. I like getting my husband all hot and bothered.

"Did it go okay with Mason?" Giles asks, always concerned about everyone.

"He needs a bit of space," I say. “That's why we're here, instead of the farmhouse for the night."

I look at my basket of food and ask if anyone is hungry.

"Honestly?" Salinger says holding his grimy hands up and wincing. "I need to get out of these clothes. I'm disgusting."

"I could help you, if you want," I say wiggling my eyebrows, which gets me a chuckle from Sal.

"Do you realize what you're suggesting?" Huxley asks stepping toward me, blue eyes full of mischief and a crooked smile tugging at one side of his mouth. "Because all six of us need to get washed up."

I look over Emerson. "That true?" I ask. "Are you dirty too, Em?" I smile knowing my words are teasing and more flirty than they usually are. But it helps ease the tension of the day.

Coming here has been a big step for us. Everyone not only met Emerson’s parents, but they also met Emerson's son. It seems so official, so real. We are not just married, we really are becoming a family.

"There's a double shower back down the hall, but there is also a bunch of outside showers if you'd like to see?"

"Sounds freezing," I say laughing.

But Emerson just shakes his head. “There's a sauna out there too. I know you can’t use it since you’re pregnant, but the showers have hot water.” He smiles, then shrugs and adds, “It's kinda romantic out there.”

“Romantic, huh?” I tease, running my fingers down Emerson’s arm. “In that case, lead the way.”

The six of us follow Emerson through the barn. I take in the furnishings, gorgeous sofas, framed paintings of the nature on this island. Reclaimed wood beams are everywhere and there's a loft above us. Everything is painted in bright white and muted grays. It's soothing, but also comfortable.

It fits Emerson’s personality. Attention has been paid to even the smallest detail, but it's also relaxed. I drop the basket of food on the counter in the kitchen and put the cheese and fruit in the fridge, which I see that is already stocked with a few six-packs of beer.

I feel myself relax. Tonight is going to be perfect. Obviously, I won't be drinking any of the alcohol, but I can still enjoy watching my husbands let down their guards.

We need this time together. I had no idea just how much.

"Hey, baby, you okay?" Fallon asks wrapping his arms around my waist.

"More than okay." I grab one of the six packs and hand it to him. "I think everyone deserves a drink after all that scooping of manure.”

He grins, taking it from me and hand-in-hand, we walk outside with the rest of the men.

"Oh, wow," I say taking it all in as the men pop open their cans of beer. The shower area and sauna are outside, and cedar fencing surrounds the well-landscaped area.

Plenty of privacy and at the same time romantic, just as Emerson promised.

"You spent a lot of time in the sauna by yourself?" Hux asks, teasing Em.

"Well, aren't you glad I built it?" Emerson says not taking the bait. "Honestly, I’ve only used it a few times. But, right now I’m pretty fucking glad it's here."

“Me too,” I say with a smirk, watching my husbands as they begin to strip from their work clothes. Their hair may be sweaty and their hands covered in grime, but I am salivating at their physiques. Muscles and brawn and so much testosterone. My core tightens in anticipation and I lick my lips thinking about washing them all off.

"You coming?" Salinger asks, standing before me bare naked. His ladder of abs draws my eyes downward, and I suck in a sharp breath as I take in his cock, already growing hard.

I watch him turn on the water, the spray immediately soaking him making him look even more attractive if it’s possible. Rivulets of water run down his muscular torso.

"It’s going to be freezing," I say, laughing.

"It's not," Emerson says turning on another showerhead. There are four showers in all, but it's an open showering space. Part of me wonders if Emerson always imagined winning the lottery, coming back here someday, and using this space for exactly this.

I know he wanted a wife so badly. A family. I smile thinking about how he is getting everything he hoped for.

I press my hands to my belly hoping that I can give him even more. Give him everything.

Oh, how I hope this pregnancy ends well.

"I see that look in your eyes," Banks says taking off his shirt, pushing down his boxers. "You're getting serious."

"Like you're one to talk," I say watching my husbands as they begin washing themselves up. God, this view is so gorgeous.

"I'm trying to be chill right now," Banks says, laughing, and then reaching for my hand. "If I make it all this effort, maybe you should too, sweetheart." He smacks my ass playfully.

"Yes, Sir," I say, laughing in delight as Banks pulls me under the warm water.

I'm still fully clothed, but he doesn’t care.

"Somebody needs to help our wife out of those clothes," Salinger says looking at me from another shower.

"No need to ask me twice," Emerson says, his fingers already on the hem of my sweater pulling it over my head. My jeans are stuck to my skin but he kneels down, easing them over my hips. His mouth presses against my swollen belly, kissing me there. Sending a flutter of love through my body.

"There you go," he tells me. My panties are tossed aside as well and his mouth lowers, pressing between my thighs. I close my eyes, loving the sensation of his hands all over me. The sensation of all my husbands watching.

"I think this is the first time we've all been naked together," I say and the men laugh awkwardly. "Was that too blunt? I just kind of felt like it was the elephant in the room," I say shaking my head. Then reaching for Emerson's hand, I pull him to stand. "The thing is, it feels really special. Being here with all of you. Together. It feels like we are finally a family. For so long, it's just been each of us, on our own, against the world, all of us fighting for our own survival. But right now, it doesn't feel like that all.” Tears prick my eyes and I blink them away. “It feels like…"

"Baby, we understand. It feels fucking right," Salinger says, stepping across our divide and pulling me to him. He kisses me hard on the lips, and my other husbands actually clap. As if they want this as badly as I do.

My mouth opens to Salinger, his tongue finding mine, his body pressed against my own. The water is warm and with his electric touch, I'm certainly not cold.

Behind me, Banks moves closer and I feel his hard cock against my ass. He doesn't move too quickly, just runs his hands over my skin. I know this is a big deal for him. To share his vulnerability with me, in front of everyone else.

I want him to know how special this is. I turn from Salinger, arching my back so he can grab my ass, and I kiss Banks, pulling his lips to my mouth. My hands run through his thick hair as I look into his eyes.

Between kisses, I exhale. "I love you Banks," I tell him.

His eyes sear into my own, my pulse quickening as he lifts me up, my legs wrapping around his waist. I know it’s difficult for him being intimate in front of the others, and I appreciate him all the more for the effort he’s made to overcome his insecurities and fears.

His hard cock rubs eagerly against my slick pussy.

My husbands have me so turned on, I know it won’t take much to have me screaming each of their names.

"I love you too, Tia," Banks says between kisses, his words full of emotion.

I'm hyper-aware of everyone watching. I don't want anyone to feel left out or forgotten. But I’m also lost in the physical pleasure.

Our foreheads press against one another, my lips now swollen from his kisses.

"I don't know how we’re supposed to do this,” I admit. “How I can make everyone happy at the same time," I say revealing my fear.

"There is no way any of us could be unhappy at this moment," Fallon tells me. "Tia, we have all night. We have forever."

The rest of my husbands assure me that there is nothing I need to do right now but enjoy myself. Not to overthink it.

They’re right. I know that tonight we will all be together in one way or another.

A few men head into the sauna as Banks sets me down on his cock, taking me under the shower, and beside me Salinger begins to touch himself, stroking his massive cock, as Banks fills me. It’s erotic, watching Salinger as he gets himself off, watching as I’m fucked hard by Banks.

I moan in pleasure as come spurts from the tip of Sal’s cock and Banks finishes inside of me. My pussy tightens around him as he pulses inside of me, pulling an orgasm from me.

"God, Tia," Banks groans. His mouth is on my ear, his hands on my back holding me in place, my legs squeezing so tight as I come with a flourish. "You feel so fucking tight, wife."

He sets me down, catching his breath, moving to another shower and turning on freezing cold water.

I pull Salinger to me, not even close to having had enough.

"Are you ready for another round?" I ask my hand already on his still hard cock.

"Oh, baby, please,” he growls, running his hands through my hair, drawing my mouth to his. He kisses me, teasing my lips between his teeth. He spins me around and my hands press against the cedar fence, the warm water sliding down my back as he spreads my ass cheeks apart, massaging them before pressing his thick cock into my still wet pussy from behind.

"Oh, God, you’re so fucking hot," he groans, his hands over around my body and taking hold of both my breasts. His thumb and his forefinger play with my nipples as his cock begins to fill me up, inch by perfect inch. He doesn't take me hard, and I know he is concerned about the pregnancy. But I want more, I want faster.

He laughs, telling me he loves it when I take control. My eyes meet Banks’ and I see a flicker of heat in his eye at the idea of me taking control. When I’m with Banks, he is in the driver’s seat.

I reach around grabbing Sal ’s ass, pulling him into me hard.

"Oh, God,” he moans. “This is exactly what I needed."

I love knowing that I’m making my husband happy. It's so much to balance six husbands, but somehow I’m making it work. It gives me hope.

When we finish, I wash myself off, then see Fallon and Giles exit the sauna. "I wish I could go in there," I say. "But now I guess I have it to look forward to after babies are born."

Fallon smiles, wrapping a towel around my shoulders. “We have a lot to look forward to."

"Should we…?” I tilt my head toward the barn entrance, and Fallon and Giles nod. I watch as Bank and Salinger head into the sauna, and I am pleased to spend some time with just Fallon and Giles. It's been a while since the three of us were alone together.

"Your belly is starting to show," Fallon says as he walks naked into the barn. I wrap the towel around me trying to dry off some of the water, but my feet leave water marks on the wood-planked floor.

"I know,” I say. "I think it's happening so fast because I’m carrying so many."

"It suits you," Giles tells me. “You’re already glowing.”

“I think that’s because of the sex-a-thon,” I say laughing as we walk through the barn.

"Should we go upstairs?" Fallon asks, his eyes raised to the loft.

I nod and the three of us silently make our way up the ladder. Halfway up my towel falls, landing on Fallon’s face.

"Hey, missy, don't ruin the view," he teases, tossing it down to the floor, before taking a big step and planting a kiss on my ass.

I erupt in a fit of giggles as the three of us find our way to the top of the loft. Plenty of people could sleep up here as there are mattresses lining the floor. It's cozy, with a low ceiling and a small skylight. The beds are made up with fluffy down comforters and duvets along with dozens of pillows. It’s a loft made for loving. And if I wasn’t convinced before that Emerson designed it with a family in mind, I am now.

"Emerson has good taste," Fallon says. "Can't fault him on that."

"You have good taste too," I tell him with a smile. "You put your name in my lottery after all."

"One look at you and I knew. Knew you would be mine." He pulls me into his arms, and I close my eyes savoring this moment, our skin on skin, his strong chest something I can sink against. Taking his strength.

Giles steps behind me, wrapping his arms around me too. We stay there like that, lost in our thoughts, our bodies warming up in the barn, our hearts wide open.

"I love you both so much," I tell them. "I so badly want to make you both fathers."

“Shhhh,” Fallon says. "It's all gonna be okay."

Giles places one hand on my stomach. “And we already are fathers.” He runs his other hand over my back, his touch soothing and comforting, filling me with strength. I remember the first night we made love, at the cabin in front of the fire. I was his first. A sense of pride rushes over me. I so very badly want to be his last.

"Are you scared?" I ask Giles, turning to face him, knowing he has already lost one woman he loved.

"No. I was chosen in the lottery, married the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, and then against all odds, she became pregnant. I feel like things are only going to get better from here. We all have decades of heartache behind us, but now, it's like we’re all finally getting a second chance."

"I hope you're right," I said breathlessly, pulling his mouth to mine.

God, how desperately I hope he's right.

I kiss him, his hands dragging over my skin, and the three of us fall onto a mattress, beginning to make love in a slow and steady way.

Fallon pulls me on top of himself, taking hold my hips and drawing my body to his cock, it’s effortless and seamless. Meant to be. Behind me, Giles begins to finger my backside, opening me up gently so my body can take his full, hard cock as well. When he slides himself into my ass, Fallon is already filling my pussy, and I bite back a moan that erupts from deep inside of me. Every cell in my body is on fire as he moves deeper.

Both my ass and my pussy begin to explode in pleasure as my husbands fill me entirely. They are both so big. So capable. So utterly handsome. So absolutely mine.

My body begins to overflow with pleasure as they rock against me, back and forth, in and out, teasing one another with our bodies. The pleasure of being filled with two men at once is electric and intense, and I savor it for what it is.

So delicious.

Guess I'm not the only one eating a strawberry.

"Oh, God, Tia,” Fallon says, groaning as his hard cock releases inside me. My pussy is filled with his seed and I whimper as his thickness pumps deeper inside of me. "God, I'm coming so fucking hard."

I press my hands to his chest, bracing myself as he fills me, my own orgasm beginning to glide over my skin, my chest pounding, my eyes open, my soul alive.

Behind me, Giles releases himself into my backside, and I cry out, unable to hold back as the pleasure is unleashed.

"Oh Giles, yes, yes, yes," I moan, my body shaking as the sensation overwhelms me.

The men still themselves as I regain a sense of control, our bodies slick with sweat, all of us undone. Then I roll off them and fall onto the mattress, laughter overwhelming me, all of us. It’s exhilarating, giving myself over to my husbands.

When I'm with them, it's all pleasure, no pain. I know this can't last forever, but right now I'm holding it so damn tightly.

Soon, Emerson and Huxley join us, and we explore more of one another. Huxley spreads my knees, sucking my clit as Emerson gives me his full cock, my lips wrapped around his hardness, and he comes in my mouth as my pussy drips with delight. I lick Em’s tip, tasting his milky come, wanting more. Swallowing his release, my throat is coated in my husband’s salty come, just as it should be.

I beg them to come again, not ready to be finished. And they obey. Banks and Salinger find their way up the ladder, joining us on the floor. I stroke my husbands, sitting in the center of a circle, all of them around me, naked and wanting. I open my mouth, taking them one after the next. As I lean over, taking Giles cock, Banks grabs my ass, licking me up and down, and my hands take hold of the others, all of us orgasming. All of us needing more. Not wanting the night to end.

Sucking them off makes me feel beautiful and powerful. Seeing their pleasure is as much of a turn-on as feeling them buried inside of me.

The sky turns dark and I forget about time altogether. I ask them to give me a massage, and Salinger leaves the loft and grabs the food while my other husbands begin to run their hands over me, easing any lingering tension from my body.

On my stomach, I feel their thick cocks running over my bare skin. Banks lifts my knees up slightly and massages my ass, spreading my cheeks, then easing his cock in slowly.

I’m on my elbows, and Huxley moves under me, lifting me up slightly so he can take my pussy as Banks takes me from behind. My breasts press hard against his chest and I’m crying out in pleasure as my body is taken to new heights.

I look up and Fallon is kneeling before me, and I take his cock again, sucking him off, his tight balls aching for more as the four of us move in a perfect rhythm, a harmony only found when you completely and utterly give yourself over to another human.

Salinger returns as my orgasm rolls over me. I’m crying out, as my body floods with endorphins. My husbands roll off of me, and I sit up, catching my breath. I drink water, needing to stay hydrated, and a smile breaks across my face. This is pure joy, absolute bliss.

Then Salinger begins feeding me slices of apples, all of us basking in the glow of our night together. We eat, kiss, and touch. All of us are completely relaxed. It’s like a dam has broken, and we allow hope into our hearts, setting aside our fears. We talk about baby names and diaper duty, and how we're going to manage so many sleepless nights.

We don't let our minds roam into the uncharted territory of what might happen if…

So many ifs.

But we don't go there. Tonight it's just about pleasure.

Nightmares can be laid to rest. Right now, we let ourselves dream.