Cliche

Roger:

Lowering into the bubbly water, smelling the gentle aroma of warm lavender and rose as the warm liquid caressed my burning flesh, halting just below my chin.

“Alexia, play ‘The Way You Make Feel’ by Elyah.” Sinking into the warm water completely before the annoying voice responded to my request as the water amplified the bass and piano.

The emotionally charged song filled with a powerful soul encompassing the raging heat of desire and love we have for this creature. We would never betray the trust and the soulful way she accepts ‘us’ for ‘us’, even after being betrayed by the one person who held her heart at the most vulnerable time of her life. Her ‘wrath’ was just as powerful as her ‘love’, and we knew firsthand what both could do to an unexpecting target.

“Dude.” Chris chuckled heatedly in the link as my fingers crawled against her tender thigh muscles, firmly gripping her tensed flesh as my mouth ‘searched and destroyed’ her velvety flesh of sensuality. Lifting enough to angle her hips into my frenzied hunger of blazing tongue, nipping against the tiny bundle of tender flesh as the water echoed and thrummed with the vibrating bass and her sinful moans of pleasure.

“Liftoff in T-minus”

“3…2...” My brothers’ growling words added to the swirling euphoria of our link.

Halting briefly before the ‘click of the gun and twangy guitar’, smirking in my electrified bliss of heated water and swirling essence, diving back in as her body jerked from the water.

“OH, GOD!” Her screaming moans trembled through water adding to the heightened sensations rushing over my body with the swirling charges of electricity and essence flooding my mouth.

Twirling my tongue in her slick canal, stroking her swollen nub with my nose as her fingers curled around my hands holding firmly to her trembling thighs. Pushing her up enough to resist my grip as the tub worked to my advantage, her body trembling and jerking as her sweet nectar flooded my mouth with a chesty growl.

“ROGER!”

“We’re not worthy!” Chuckling at my brothers praising my masterful skill of feasting on my Temptress in our link like Garth and Wayne. Pulling back from her limp body as the warm water welcomed her bliss-filled body with a gentle embrace. Emerging from the water with a slow exhale, inhaling the relaxing steam into my lungs with a quick wipe of my hand to clear the running water from my grinning face.

“You okay baby?” Stroking her flushed cheek with a gentle thumb, smiling playfully at her dumbstruck expression as her golden blues appeared from under her misted lashes of lush black.

Shoved back with soggy palms, chuckling against the hungry lips that devoured mine as her arms wrapped around my neck in a soulful embrace. Leaning back on my heels as her legs splashed out of the water, clenching tightly around my hips as her body trembled in blissful anticipation of sexual indulgence.

“What about us Hummingbird?” Chris asked breathlessly, pulling away from her smiling face as her breathless face beamed with happiness looking at the ‘amigos’ standing stunned at the glass shower wall.

“Well, whatcha waitin’ for?” Snickering at her Texas drawl as we watched three blurs of glistening muscle and flesh stumble around in the shower, shutting off the water before strutting over to the tub with spirited smiles.

“Sorry Theos, adults only.” Chris shooed Theos out of the bathroom with a grunting growl of protest and pouty puppy eyes as he sauntered out of the room with Chris closing the door behind him.

“Aww, you didn’t have to kick him out.” Her cooing voice triggered something locked away deep in my heart as her golden blues flickered across my face in a loving expression.

“Would you like to have a puppy? Li is expecting her next litter in a few days.” The surprised look in her eyes said it all as her lips crashed back onto mine in a blazing hunger.

Hugging her tighter to my chest as her hips pushed back enough to circle my throbbing head with her tender flesh. Inhaling sharply as she impaled herself inch by fucking glorious inch until she was seated firmly against my pelvis. Slowly rocking my hips against her grinding sway, groaning out in pleasurable frustration as her velvety walls clenched tightly around my throbbing shaft in pure titillating bliss.

“I’m not going to last.” Looking over her shoulder to my brothers stuck in a sex-induced trance stroking their hardened masses with firm palms sitting on the tub rim.

“We’re good watching. You deserve this bro.” Elias tilted his chin toward Elicia, looking over at her smiling face as her lips pulled me into a tender embrace, thrusting slowly into her quivering depths. Breathing in her scent, holding her snugly to my chest as her hips rolled and bucked in a rhythmic dance of sensual bliss to ‘Call out my Name’ by The Weekend.

“Elicia.” Groaning into her panting neck as her fingers trailed down my ribcage, anchoring herself with her claws as her body rolled and swayed like a Belly dancer, driving home the coiled ball of the heat collecting heavily in our cores. Sliding my water-logged fingers through her damp locks of silky ombre, thrusting her over that explosive edge of erotic bliss as our bodies released their pent-up desires in a fiery blanket of blinding white heat.

“OH, GOD! YES ROGER! YES!” Her crying screams triggered a flurry of curses and growling grunts as her trembling body slumped into my firm embrace, panting heavily, stroking back a few locks that stuck to her flushed cheek. Placing a gentle kiss on her temple, closing my eyes in a blissful content as her fingers stroked slowly up my back, over my shoulders before lifting herself back with a brilliant smile that could replace the Sun in radiance.

“You’ve been holdin’ out on me, Good Sir.” Chuckling at her playful British accent, pecking her trembling lips.

“Love you.” Smiling at her relaxed smile mouthing ‘I love you too’.

“Don’t worry Kitten, we’ll make sure to surprise you often.” Elias winked at her soulfully, splashing water up his thighs scrubbing away his sticky aftermath.

“We’re full surprises.” Ben leaned over placing a soft kiss on her plump lips, smiling like a star-struck fool as he climbed out of the tub whistling happily.

“Oh, I’m full of surprises.” She giggled brightly sliding her velvety goodness up my still-erect cock as she stood with a rolling swoosh of bubbly water, pouting playfully as she held my hand stepping over the tub side greeted by Chris with a fluffy white robe.

“What might those be?” Elias and Ben circled her with growling grins, snapping their teeth in her face playfully, stealing kisses as they dried off. Reaching down to release the tub stop, standing with a sloshy splash of water as she tossed a towel to my posturing stance.

“Ah, ah. That’s for me to know and you to find out.” She playfully patted their shoulders in passing, disappearing into the bedroom with us standing staring at one another dumbfounded. Tripping over the tub, wrapping the towel around my waist in haste as we stumbled out into the bedroom as the door clicked closed.

“What was that?!” Chris motioned to the closed door with a stunned expression, grabbing shorts and shirts from the closet.

“That my brothers, was the most beautiful woman in the world breaking free from her silent chains.” Tossing the towel on the side chair, sliding on shorts with a smile screwed tightly across my face.

“I just died a Happy Man!” Ben collapsed to the floor with a dramatic hand across his forehead, laughing as Elias yanked him back to his feet with a joyous expression.

“You’ve been around Randi too long.” Elias released a chesty laugh that stunned us because this was Elias, cold, calculated, guarded Elias laughing without a care in the world as his swirling orbs of amber reflected the heavily guarded emotions buried deep within his sealed heart.

“Music to my ears.” Chris grabbed his shoulders with a bright smile, shaking him enough to emphasize his words in a brotherly embrace.

“She’s everything and more. Just think about it, this time next year we’ll be welcoming our sons, then seven years after that another set of sons then a set of girls seven years later. I don’t know about you three, but I’m beyond the Moon with anticipation.” Elias stood proud with his chest puffed sliding his eyes between our gleaming expressions.

“Boys are one thing, but girls.” Ben pinched the bridge of his nose with a grunting moan, shaking his head in silent denial.

“They’ll be Daddy’s little girls.” Patting his shoulder with a playful smile, exiting the room to join the family for breakfast already in full swing with loud banter and rich aromas of delicious foods wafting through the stone hallways.

“That’s not the issue. The issue is their future boyfriend’s and mates.” Ben’s words halted our bright smiles as we stood huddled in the hallway looking into the dining room filled with the animated faces of our family.

“Oh, Hell No! I’ll be that cliché father answering the damn door with a small arsenal strapped to my chest.” Receiving perked brows of amusement.

“Now you sound like ‘him’.” Elias pointed at Chris’ Cheshire grin.

“Hey Now! That was a low blow, keep it above the ‘Family Jewels’.” Laughing at Chris shaking his hips, making his balls clap against his thigh muscles. Snapping my hand out like I was going to ball tag, grinning evilly as he flinched back cupping his nuts with a growl.

“First, we handle unfinished business.” Ben pointed to the stone archway with a sinister gleam etched across his grinning face. Turning our attention to three very beautiful, very pissed women with emotionless expressions standing firmly in a wall of feminine strength.

“Are you ‘boys’ done, or do you need more ‘brotherly time’?” Mei smiled evilly as her golden orbs flickered a shimmering hue of blazing gold nudging Thyra and Elicia with her elbows in laughter.

“Lead the way.” Smiling evilly as Elicia swirled her hand through the air, chuckling as they turned to walk into the arena without batting an eyelash. The arena roared with whistles and angry banter as the golden rays of the sun draped their lean curves in a glistening aura of strength.

“Hope you wore your cups?” Max growled playfully behind us, patting our shoulders with a firm palm and his classic shit-eating grin.

“Here.” Dad appeared with mom, expecting him to actually hand us nut-cups but instead warm, crumbling blueberry muffins were tossed into our hands with bright smiles.

“At least someone cares if we’re fed.” Biting into the deliciousness.

“Jury is still out on that one, now, fight time.” Dad clapped his hands together with a vigorous rub and an evil smile stretched ear to ear, turning around with a refreshed pep in our step as we took our positions with mouthfuls of muffin.

Let’s do this.