Page 3 of All in April

Not paying rent? Amazing. Cooking and cleaning up after three huge men? Could be a problem, but I could manage without having to pay for room and board. But what is the last requirement? “F-free use?”

Wolf stuffs fries into his mouth and chews as Jack answers with a small smile. “With your advanced permission, of course.”

“But what does that mean, exactly?”

When he finally swallows, Wolf scans my body and answers. “It means the three of us get to fuck you however we want, whenever we want, and you don’t get to say no.”

“Except beforehand!” Jack interrupts enthusiastically with a rapid nod of encouragement.

My lungs explode as air whooshes from my chest. Did he just say what I thought he did? Take these three huge men repeatedly, for free rent and food? Can I do that? Will I even be able to walk?

Brahn’s palms tighten their grips on my arms as he holds me closer to his frame. “What do you say, cupcake? You coming home with us?”

I grab the strawberry milkshake from the tray and take a serious swig to gather up some saliva just so I can reply. As I sip, I take in each man. Wolf’s glistening blue stare and blond hair locked in a low bun. Jack’s eager green eyes and shaggy brown hair with his days old scruff across his jaw. Brahn’s black beard, full belly, and whiskey brown eyes that give a hint of kindness that’s lost in his demeanor.

With a deep breath, I call out, “Yep!”

Hopefully, I didn’t just agree to break my pussy.

Two

JACK

I don’t think she knows what she’s doing to us. With her colorful skirts hinting at those bare knees, I can barely contain my erection as it strains against my zipper. Months in the woods without a woman will do that to a big guy like me.

When we pull up to the house and grab what little items she brought from her old place, I’m ready to stick it inside her. Immediately. The urge is almost enough to bend her over the front seat while the boys in the back wait their turn.

“We need to discuss some boundaries,” I say with a gruff voice. She looks up at me with big green eyes and her freckles bounce in the spring sunshine as she smiles.

Wolf licks his lips in the rearview mirror and Brahn steals some glances at her figure. I know both of them are ready to go, but we need to make sure we don’t scare her off in five minutes.

This could work for all of us. No more online hookups through stupid dating apps. No more lonely nights beating my dick into a pulp watching shaky amateur porn. Just free use fucks with a girl that will tidy up after us slobs and good times.

April seems like she’d fit with us. And I kinda have a crush on her.

“You need to say what is off limits and when you’re off limits. Set the rules for us.”

Wolf barks from the back, “Yeah, or we’ll just use you all up, girlie. You won’t get any rest.”

She seems to understand what we’re saying and clutches her backpack tighter to her chest. “Oh. Okay. Well, I think having one week off a month is good.” She glances at us, “I-if that works? Like when I’m on my period?”

I know the boys may have an issue with it, wanting to get a taste of her blood, but we need to let her be in control here. We all nod. “Fine. Anything else you want off limits?”

“Um, and Sundays so I can rest?”

“That’s just fine, cupcake. You take all the rest you need.” Brahn raises his hips off the seat, and I know he’s just as eager to take her as I am, but we’re all restrained and on our best behavior.

“Sundays and one week off limits. We’ll put up a big calendar in the kitchen and you put a red ‘X’ through the no-go days,” Wolf says.

Tapping my finger to the end of her nose, I ask, “What about body parts or activities that are off limits?”

I’m reluctant to even ask the question because in my head, I envision all of us sharing her. The thought makes my cock leak with need. Each one of us taking a hole is everything I could ever imagine.

She glances around to meet each of us in the eye. “I don’t like feet.”

Hope grows if that’s all she’s mentioning. I swallow and say, “That’s okay. Anything else?”

Her breasts lift as she takes a deep breath. With a hushed whisper, she looks down and asks, “You mean, like how many at a time?”

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