Standing by the big bed, Declan and I faced each other and kissed again. For all our silence, it was the lightest of moments. We didn’t talk, I think out of desire not to break that bubble that surrounded us. Or maybe just because we didn’t need to.

As we kissed, my fingers found the buttons of his shirt and dexterously flicked them open, brushing sometimes against the warmth of the skin they revealed. As I peeled back his shirt from his shoulders to unveil his slim but athletic physique, I left behind his sweet lips and stooped to kiss his chest, then down across his torso to his belly, where my tongue danced about his belly button. I heard him breathing more audibly above me and felt his body tremble as my lips trespassed across his skin. I wanted to kiss every part of him.

As I continued, I felt his hands pulling my T-shirt up. I left my kissing for just long enough to allow him to pull the garment over my head and then, as my lips returned to his body, he bent down to nip at the smooth sweep of my back, up to my neck and down to my hips. With a deft tweak, he unfastened the clip of my bra and his hands were there to catch my breasts as they spilled forth.

With gentle hands, he guided me upright so he could kiss down my front, down my neck, between and across my breasts, over my belly, and letting his tongue trace a hotly desirous path around the waistband of my pants.

His hands were already undoing the buttons as we both, thinking as one, moved to the bed. He slid my pants down my legs and tossed them aside. As I kicked off my brightly colored socks, his lips found my inner thighs, consuming my flesh and drawing mews of pleasure from me. I lost no time in unbuttoning his jeans and yanking them down, my eyes widening at the sight of his tight shorts and the impressive bulge straining hard against the material.

Teasing myself, I started at his feet, kissing my way up, switching from leg to leg, still marveling at the smooth sweetness of his skin. His hands were now inside my panties, massaging the cheeks of my ass, and I knew I could not wait much longer. Reaching the juncture of his thighs, I grabbed hold of the waistband of his shorts and drew them down, my eyes glued to his crotch.

I caught my breath. Perhaps because Declan was less bulky than his brothers, I had expected less of him, or maybe his firm, trim build gave a more favorable impression. Either way, based on first appearances, he had inherited the family gift.

With a little coo of delight, I nuzzled my face against his throbbing cock, making it bound and pulse against my cheek. It felt as hot as lava, and as I rubbed the burning shaft over my face, I heard Declan moaning in pleasure.

He was not slow to reciprocate. I felt fingers looping into my underwear and soon I was as naked as he was. I took my eyes off his thick cock long enough to enjoy the sight of Declan staring at my nakedness, his green eyes burning with intensity as he gazed at the apex of my thighs.

"Oh, Declan." I sighed as he leaned forward and his tongue fluttered across my most intimate lips, then squeezed his organ hard as that tongue burrowed into me.

Eager to repay him in kind, I took him into my mouth and reveled in the taste of him - as sweet as ever. For a little while, we lay on our sides, mouths filled with each other, but both of us felt a need that this could not sate. We crawled beneath the sheets and Declan moved on top of me. With a hand about his neck, I drew him down to kiss me, his body flat against mine, his cock between us like a slab of hot iron.

Gradually, he raised his body and, reaching between us, guided his swollen member to my slick slit.

"Please," I murmured between kisses.

I felt his throbbing head probing against me, and then Declan pressed into me, his smooth skin and my wetness aiding his easy passage, sliding in, almost to the hilt in one long, indulgent move.

My eyes rolled back into my head before returning to Declan, to see his face suffused in a bliss that matched my own. That sweet boy who had saved my life, with whom I had shared my first kiss, had become this intense and amazing man, whose smallest move made me see stars.

I hugged Declan to me, my legs wrapping about the smooth, hard perfection of his body. We stayed like this awhile, moving nothing but our lips as we continued to kiss each other deeply, endlessly. I felt him throbbing inside me, sensing every inch of him as he rested against the walls of my sensitive tunnel.

Soon enough, our bodies began to move against each other, slowly. Each breath I drew was a little gasp of wonder as Declan stroked in and out of me. He took me so tenderly, and yet with such certainty, such skill, finding the pleasure in every part of me.

Our eyes were locked throughout, started wide, as if both of us were in a constant state of surprise at the joy we had found in each other. There was, too, an innocence in our coupling, the like of which I had never experienced.

With the right men, I enjoyed rough sex, dirty sex, sex that made you laugh and sex that made you weep, intense sex and fun sex, a stolen quickie or a night-long session.

But sex with Declan was simple and pure, in the best possible sense of the word.

"Oh, Declan." My senses were reeling with pleasure as I approached my inevitable end. "I love it. And I love you. Oh, god!"

With that, I spilled over the edge and as my body tightened into orgasm, Declan joined me, gasping and pushing firmly forward to sheath himself one more beautiful time to the absolute limit as he filled me with his seed.

Afterwards, we lay together, our bodies still molded one into the other. Finally, he spoke, his voice a low rumble in his chest.

"Did you mean that?"

I knew what he meant, and I took his face in my hands to kiss him and look him right in the eyes as I answered. "Yes. I meant every word. I love you. I think I've loved you since I met you all those years ago."

His smile of boyish delight was the best part of the whole experience. "I love you, too."

We fell asleep that way, curled up in each other.

When I awoke hours later, I found Declan still asleep beside me.

This had been the missing piece to the puzzle. Each of the brothers brought something different to the table, each filling a space inside me. And now, I felt full.

If only we could get Saorise back, it would be perfect.

Assuming any of them would want to stick around once this nightmare was over.

I swallowed hard and pushed past that morbid thought, focusing instead on the rise and fall of Declan’s chest.

We were here now, at least for a little while longer. Suddenly, a wicked thought grabbed me. Ducking my head under the sheets, I found his sweet cock already at half-mast - dreaming of me, I hoped. I took him in my mouth, bathing him in saliva, and began to suck strongly at him. He grew fast in my mouth and soon I was rewarded with the sound of Declan's moans. Moments later, the sheets were lifted and he looked down at me.

"What do you think you're doing?"

"This is your wake-up call."

"I'll definitely be staying at this establishment again."

Not even waiting for him to run the slumber from his eyes, I climbed astride Declan's supine body and slipped him into place, gasping as I slid down his length. I then proceeded to wake him up more thoroughly by riding him at a vigorous pace, bouncing my backside hard on his hips till he was gulping in breaths like a racehorse.

Now, fully warmed up, I clambered off him again and took him back into my mouth, sucking hard and drawing grunts of need from above me. I sucked like a madwoman, flogging the base of his long shaft with my hand.

"Ah, Jesus, Sienna..." Declan groaned desperately as I swallowed him once again, wondering idly how long either of us could bear this game.

The growls and grunts Declan made as I sucked away at him had certainly become more strained, and he was clearly struggling so I let him go and climbed astride him once more, this time facing his feet.

Declan forced his twitching member down to meet me, pushing in, swelling inside me. I rode him hard, need clawing inside me. I was the one on the verge, and I made no attempt to hold back my first orgasm of the morning, bouncing frantically up and down on Declan's tortured, swollen cock, stretching me…pounding in and out—

“Oh, god!”

But as I squealed my way into this lovely orgasm, the door to the bedroom opened and Connor and Patch entered, looking at us both with amused expressions on their faces. Still trembling, I flopped down against Declan, incredibly embarrassed but unable to stop my body if I had wanted to - this orgasm was happening. I writhed my way through it, my body flushed with pleasure and shame under the heated gaze of Declan's older brothers.

“I’m so sorry, we didn’t know you’d be here so early, and I--”

"I told you not to worry about it," said Patch, the gleam in his eyes as his gaze trailed over my body sending a shiver through me.

"We're just glad you two haven't been bored waiting for us," Connor said, the gravel in his voice making me flush.

"It's fine." Declan patted my bottom comfortingly. "We all know that you've slept with all three of us.”

"We'll let you get on with it," said Connor, beginning to back out of the room.

"No!" I wasn't sure I'd actually intended to speak, but the word was out of my mouth now and I had to justify it to the men looking at me. "C-can you stay?”

The hungry looks on their faces soothed my fears.

"I love you all. And... I don't know... It still seems odd to me, but I do. I don't want any one of you. I want every one of you. Together."

It was that last word that had been the hardest to say, because while I knew that Selkie did not mind sharing partners, what I was asking was something else again.

“And we love you, Sienna,” Connor said. “Almost as much as we want you right now,” he added with strained chuckle.

As if by tacit agreement, and with a nod from Declan, Connor and Patch stepped back into the room and closed the door behind them.

Connor’s nostrils flared as he began to shed his clothes, Patch following suit. Declan gathered me in his arms, drawing me back against him. During the brief interruption, his cock had softened somewhat inside of me, but now, as I began to work my hips once more, I felt it harden again, still so full of strength.

"Oh, that's so good," I gasped.

To my left, Patch joined us on the big bed. There were still faint bruises and healing injuries on his body, but one part of him was clearly in full working order. I gulped him into my mouth and drew strongly at his cock, wanting to suck away the pain and hurt he had felt.

From the corner of my eye, I saw Connor join the party and reached out for him, grabbing his thick shaft in my fist and beating it smartly to full erection.

For a moment, I was almost stunned into incapacity. This was happening. I was pleasuring three men - three brothers. I had a man in my mouth, a man in my hand, and a man plunging inside me, over and over. I had never been that girl, but right now I was so happy to be that girl, because they were those guys.

By now Declan's moans and gasps were coming through gritted teeth. He punched the mattress, trying to distract himself from his need to explode.

He clearly didn’t have long left but I didn’t want him to come yet.

Hastily, I lifted myself off his straining cock, hearing it slap against his stomach with a meaty smack. I kissed Patch's cock goodbye and turned to Connor.

He was seated back against the headboard, beside his exhausted brother, his fiercely aroused organ towering from his lap, waiting for me. I had quite forgotten just how big Connor was, and was happy to be reminded as I gave him a quick suck to ease his passage, then straddled him.

I moaned as he entered me, sliding in partway then backing off. I kissed and bit at his rugged features as he continued in this pattern, forging a little deeper each time until I finally had all of him buried inside of me, filling me with his hard meat. With strong hands on my hips and ass, he moved me up and down, in circles, twisting me against him as the intense sensation built the heat in my core to almost unbearable levels so I was whimpering with need.

In my wild arousal, I reached for Patch and found him there. I alternated pumping at him with my hand and sucking with my mouth, making him sigh with pleasure. Declan lay on the bed beside us, eyes glassy, chest still heaving a little, his heavy cock swollen with effort, and twitching with unfulfilled arousal. I grabbed it with my free hand, still careful not to bring him off, but wanting him to be part of the experience. His head lolled as I worked him, his mouth hung open and eyes closed as he fought his body's urgent need to come.

I was indulgently delighted that I had no need for such a fight. As I churned my seething heat into Connor's hips, I felt a flash inside me. Moments later, I went off like a rocket, dropping Patch from my mouth so I could howl my lust at the ceiling of the cabin.

The burning intensity of the orgasm wiped me out completely and I fell over backwards, Connor's massive cock slipping out of me and bouncing into an upright position as I lay back on the bed, wasted and shivering the delicious aftershocks.

I was roused from this semi-comatose state by the feel of lips on my body. I had been a little concerned by my own selfishness - this had, so far, been all about me - but the guys, apparently, just wanted to pleasure me and had found another way to do it.

The three of them knelt about me, kissing and lapping at my exhausted body as I purred in fresh arousal. As I started to come back to life, my hands, of their own accord, reached casually out, stroking, scratching, pumping and squeezing at whatever they were lucky enough to find.

The guys’ mouths now seemed to be working in circle, converging on one point. I cried out as three tongues entered me at once. Just the idea was enough to send me over the edge, and the reality was the most incredible thing I had ever felt, as three tongues dipped, fluttered, licked, lapped and penetrated all at once. I came again, but this one just left me wanting more.

I caught Patch's eye. He had been more than patient and I now spread my legs to reward his patience. My third man sunk into me and the lovely memories of my night with Patch washed over me as I recalled his strength and stamina. Patch lifted my legs beneath the knees, bearing me up for easy access as his powerful hips pumped relentlessly, smacking against mine.

I did not forget about the other guys. Grabbing both men, I alternated them in my mouth; first Connor's beast, then Declan, trembling with frustration. With a wicked gleam in my eye, I then dragged both down, opening my mouth wide. Patch grinned broadly at the sight of both his brothers in my mouth, never slowing in his pounding rhythm. The feel of both their cock heads in my mouth was another new one on me. I liked it, and I rolled my tongue around them before letting them go so I could breathe again.

All three men were close now, Patch sucking in air as he fucked me hard and fast, Connor biting his lip as I beat hard on his colossal member. I had no idea what was stopping Declan from coming, and was now gleefully torturing him, sucking as hard as I could on his sore cock.

My next orgasm was building fast and I wanted to share it with these beautiful men. As Connor teased my clit with his tongue, even as his brother's penis sawed in and out of my slick pussy, I surrendered to the moment.

"Oh, yes... Oh, now... Come on me."

I had no idea where the desire came from but I knew it was what I wanted. Declan shot first, yanking his cock from my mouth and crying out in relief as his seed burst forth in an arc across my writhing body.

Before his second spray, Patch had pulled out to deliver his first, mixing with his brother's on my tummy. And Connor was not far behind, his cock swelling still further and delivering a series of thick spurts like a cannon. They came hard and plentifully in hot lashes across my skin, and as the last shots dribbled forth, I touched my fingers to the silky liquid.

Now I understood why I had desired this; because it was all three of them. I had them all, mixed on my skin.