Three Swedish Mountain Men: Chapter 32

I curl up in the middle of Riven’s bed, stretching my neck to watch the lights shifting through the thermal glass skylight. The boys traipse through the doorway, and I hold out my arms. “Come here.” They all fall into the bed around me, huddling close enough that I can touch all of them at once.

“How long will they last?” I whisper.

“Hard to say.” Riven shrugs. “Sometimes fifteen minutes. Sometimes all night. They’re going strong, though.”

“And now that storm season is finishing, you’ll be able to see them pretty often up here,” Eli adds. “Probably at least until April.” He pauses meaningfully. “You know. If you stayed here.”

“Because I can stay here,” I say slowly.

“I might actually cry if you didn’t,” Eli says.

“And you all really forgive me?” I check. “All of you?” I don’t want to beat a dead horse, but I can hardly believe it.

“Don’t ask anymore,” Cole orders, pulling me into his lap. “There’s nothing to forgive.”

I nod, looking down.

“How do you feel?” Riven asks. “Now that you’ve told us?”

I think, shifting a bit in Cole’s lap. He grunts as I rub up against his dick, and I toss him a smile over my shoulder. “Great. Lighter. Like I don’t have anything to hide from you guys anymore. Like I can do anything I want.” I swallow, taking one of Cole’s big hands and twisting my fingers with his. “I mean, deep inside me, obviously I knew I wasn’t a slut, or dirty, or what any of those people were saying about me.”

“No,” Riven says firmly. Eli starts stroking my ankle. Cole slips his spare hand down the back of my jeans, squeezing my buttcheek. I wriggle against him, feeling his cock harden under my ass. “But—everybody around me was saying it. Everybody that I cared about. It sort of felt like, it didn’t matter what I believed. If the whole world believes something, the truth doesn’t actually matter, does it?”

Eli frowns. “That’s not how it works.”

“No. It’s not.” I take a deep breath, looking between them. “Um. I think I want to try something, actually. If… you want to.”

As if he knows what I’m about to say, Cole slides his hand between my asscheeks. I yelp as he kisses the shell of my ear, rubbing his thumb against my hole. I feel all my muscles in my ass clench.

“You like it?” He rumbles in my ear.

“Yes,” I breathe. “I love it. But—”

“The video,” he surmises. I look up at him with big eyes, and he scowls. “I didn’t watch it. Riven told me what the guy in the square shouted at you, when we went to get your car fixed.”

Riven winces. “That you liked—ah…”

“Getting fucked in the ass?” Eli offers.

Riven nods.

I sigh. “Yeah. I was having anal sex in the video. Honestly, I think that’s kind of why no-one believed me when I said I didn’t know it was being filmed. People thought, because I was having sex in an ‘unconventional way’, I must be some kind of depraved porn star.” Cole pushes his thumb hard against my asshole, and I jump.

“You are quite depraved,” he says in my ear. My eyelashes flutter. Honestly, right now, I’d have to agree. I push my ass back into his hand and hear him hiss in a breath through his teeth.

“These poor people,” Eli sighs mournfully. “I bet they all have unsatisfying missionary sex once a year, then lie awake at night dreaming of getting fucked in the ass.” He shakes his head sorrowfully, then reaches out and puts a hand on my chest. “You know, in Swedish,” he says softly, “We have a very old saying. Finns det hjärterum så finns det stjärterum. If there is room in the heart,” he strokes over my heartbeat, then slides his hand down to give my butt a pat, “there is room in the ass. And I think that’s beautiful.”

Riv sputters. “That saying is not about anal sex, Eli—”

“Well, it would make more sense if it was, wouldn’t it—”

“Lube,” Cole says.

There’s a few beats of silence.

“I know you’re a bit of a caveman, Nalle,” Eli says, “but that has to be the weirdest one-word sentence you’ve ever come out with.”

Cole growls in my ear. “Does anybody have any.”

Eli scoffs. “If you think that I’m sharing my extra-tingly, heating, cherry-flavoured super-glide female-stimulating lubricant, you have another think coming.”

“You’re willing to share a woman, but not your lube?” Riven says drily.

Eli just shrugs. “I own the lube. I don’t own the woman.”

Riven stands. “I have plenty of medical-grade lubricant in my kits.”

“As unbelievably hot as that sounds,” I interrupt, pulling off Eli’s hoodie, “I have some. Can you get it? It’s in my washbag.”

All three men turn and stare at me.

I flush. “What?”

“That’s hot,” Riven says, leaving.

“Is it cherry-flavoured?” Eli asks.

“Nope.”

He flops back in relief, eyeing me as I peel off my t-shirt. “Thank God. I still have something to offer in this relationship.”

“Can we fucking get on with it,” Cole growls. I shake off my joggers and cup his square jaw, kissing him hard. He grips me tighter to him, thrusting his tongue into my mouth and twisting a rough hand into my hair. I keen as his big fingers tug at the roots, sending little sparkles of pain through my scalp.

By the time we break apart, gasping, Riven’s back, dropping my little travel-sized lube onto the quilt. I rub my mouth, feeling my lips tingle.

“If you ever want me to shut up,” Eli offers, shucking off his shirt, “that would probably work on me as well. I don’t know. Maybe. I guess there’s only one way to find out.”

Laughing, I crawl forward to kiss him, keeping my ass in Cole’s lap. I hear the cap of the bottle being popped open, and tense in Eli’s arms, suddenly nervous. My mouth goes dry.

“I-it’s been a while since I’ve done this.”

“We’ll go slow,” Riven promises, unlooping his belt. He pauses. “Well. At least at the beginning.”

“Then we’ll go hard,” Eli finishes with a grin, lapping at my bottom lip. I jump a little as Cole tugs down my underwear and gently parts my ass cheeks. Coldness touches my sensitive skin. He runs a slick finger around the ring of muscle, swirling my hole with slippery lube. With every circle he draws, he adds more pressure, until I can’t help but whimper, twisting away.

“Relax,” he mutters behind me. “You’re too tight.”

“I—I’m sorry. I just…” I’m surprised by how nervous I am. My heart pounds even faster in my chest. “I can’t.”

I can’t. Holy shit. What’s wrong with me? Even in a completely safe, supportive environment, it’s like I can’t shake off the last scraps of old embarrassment. I don’t want to be ashamed to have sex. I don’t want this to be a part of my life.

“Hey.” Cole grips my hips. “You never apologise. You’re not a fucking sex toy. You don’t do anything you don’t want to do.”

“But I do want to,” I practically wail, bucking back into him. “I just… I guess I haven’t done anything like this since Sam told me about the video.”

“Move up,” Riven orders, and Eli shifts, so they’re both kneeling in front of me, just in their boxers. He cups my cheek, his thumb stroking my cheekbone. “It’s okay,” he says quietly. “Like I said. We’ll start off slow.” He glances at Eli. “Why don’t you loosen her up a little?”

Eli grins, reaching out to touch my lips. I open my mouth automatically, sucking his fingers in, and watch his green eyes darken as I swirl my tongue over him. Slowly, he draws them back out again, and trails them down my body; between my breasts, over the curve of my stomach, then between my legs. I close my eyes as he starts playing with me, gently at first. His fingertips stroke up and down my slit, parting the soft lips, tracing over my hood. I watch his face, dark and intent, a hint of flush over his cheekbones, and feel myself getting hot all over. Behind me, Cole keeps rubbing around my asshole with lubed-up fingers, making me tremble. Riv leans in and starts kissing my neck in slow, delicious suckles, and my nipples harden almost painfully. Wetness is pooling between my legs. Eli draws circles around my pussy, teasing in and out, until I feel myself flutter and clench.

“Just do it,” I get out through gritted teeth. He grins, obediently pushing both fingers inside. I start to sigh, relieved, when suddenly, Cole adds more pressure. I jump, squirming, as the pad of his finger pushes inside of me.

Oh my God.

Eli has two fingers in my pussy; Cole has one in my behind. I feel like every inch of my insides is getting slicky-wet and caressed. I’m suddenly so fucking hot I don’t know what to do. It’s insane. I’m completely desperate for relief. I feel both of their fingers moving inside of me, sending ripples right through me. I try to grind down on Eli’s hand and back into Cole’s, rubbing desperately between them.

“Easy,” Riven orders quietly, taking my face in his hands. “Kiss me.”

I do. I kiss him hard, desperate, but it’s just making it worse. I’m getting hotter and hotter as Riv’s tongue slides over mine, and Eli curls his fingers inside me, massaging my G-spot.

Cole slides another finger into me, stretching me, and electricity sparks through my veins. Riv pulls me closer, sucking my bottom lip into my mouth, and the ache in me gets ten times worse, clutching at my belly. I have to pull back to moan. My head is spinning. I can’t catch my breath. I shift my weight over and over, but I can’t ease the pressure building inside of me. My pussy feels puffy and slick and angry, sopping wet. I can feel the tender skin twitching and aching. I can’t do this anymore. The tickle of arousal in my belly gets worse and worse, flaring and burning, raging in me. I’ve never been teased so badly in my life.

Behind me, Cole adds a third finger. I tremble at the stretching feeling, then choke as Riv starts playing gently with my nipples. Heat wires right down between my legs. I can feel my orgasm starting, building up inside me, and I close my eyes, twisting my hands in the sheets, preparing for the wave to hit me—

And then it fades away again, as Cole and Eli simultaneously pull their fingers out. I whine, clenching automatically, trying to keep them inside of me.

Eli laughs. “Don’t worry, Tink. There’s more where that came from.”

I know that, but it doesn’t change the fact that I’m now gaping and aching and empty on two sides. I squirm, panting. I feel inflamed and trembly. I shove my ass back into Cole. “Please,” I gasp.

“You’re ready?” He sounds skeptical.

“I don’t know,” Eli says slowly. “I think we could play with her a little more.”

“It’s better safe than sorry,” Riv agrees.

“If no one puts a dick in me in the next five seconds I swear to god, I’ll just snap them all off.”

Three deep laughs rumble around me.

“I’m not joking,” I hiss. “Please, just, please—”

“Shh,” Cole murmurs in my ear. His big hands massage my ass cheeks. He gives one a sudden, stinging slap that has me gasping. “You want me in your ass?”

“Y-y-yes,” I breathe. I hear the lube cap snap again, and then gasp as I feel his thick, slick cockhead press against my back entrance. “God.”

I vaguely register Riv and Eli mumbling in Swedish, and Riv coming to lie on his back at the head of the bed. His strong, brown arms wrap around my hips, and he lifts me onto him, over his thick cock. I obediently lower myself, straddling his hips, sighing when I feel how deeply he fills my pussy. I swear, he’s touching parts of me that have never been touched before. He apparently enjoys the feeling as well, clenching his jaw. Rolling my hips, I slowly start to ride him, letting my eyes fall shut. I’ve just hit a steady rhythm when Cole’s rough hands touch my shoulders, bending me forward to bare my ass to him. I feel his cock press against my entrance again, and then he pushes into me slowly. My mouth falls open, but no sound comes out as I feel him breach the tight ring of muscle. The stretching sensation is unreal—almost painful, but painful in a way that sends fire running through my veins. He’s still for a moment, just the head of his cock in me, and I hear his low groan in my ear as he wedges himself into my tightness. Below me, Riv gets one of my nipples in his mouth, nipping suddenly. I jerk, crying out, and Cole uses the distraction to push the rest of the way into my ass.

My eyes widen. I try to speak, but I can’t make any words. I just sit there, filled from underneath and behind, frozen and gasping.

Full. I feel so fucking full. I didn’t realise my body could feel like this; stretched and jam-packed. Even my lungs feel full to bursting. The ache that the boys have spent the last half an hour teasing up in me dulls to a steady throb as the muscles of my pussy and ass both clench down. I hear a groan, feel Cole’s hips jerk a bit as he tries to keep still.

God, I’ve missed this.

Someone strokes my face. “Is it too much?”

“More,” I say hoarsely. “More, I need, I—fucking, move—”

Cole pulls out, then thrusts back in, and my eyes roll back. There’s a deep, pounding throb in my belly as he thuds up inside me. Riven’s face is sharp and strained underneath me as I slowly start to rock forward on his cock, gradually picking up the pace. I’m too overwhelmed to ride him properly, but he takes control, sliding his hands under my hips and thrusting up into me. The two men organise a steady tempo, Riv sliding out while Cole pushes in. I let my eyes fall shut, gasping and twisting as my body tries to understand so many sensations inside me, all at once. My heart is fluttering in my chest like a frightened bird. I grip onto Riven’s shoulders so tightly my knuckles turn white.

“Breathe, Daisy,” he orders, and I do, forcing myself to take a few deep breaths. It’s hard not to get overwhelmed with all of the sensation rushing through me. I feel something smooth and soft touching my lips, and open to take Eli in my mouth. He’s thick and throbbing against my tongue as I lick at him sloppily. I seriously doubt it’s the best blowjob of my life, but he still shivers, his eyes falling shut. I twist my hand at the base of his cock, pushing backwards as Cole and Riven both move in and out of me, one from below, one from behind. They’re speeding up, getting faster and faster as they pound into me. I keep on rocking and riding, letting Eli thrust in and out of my mouth. It feels like every part of my body is being stimulated. Soon, I’m shuddering and twitching and gasping. I feel like I’m about to split out of my skin, I need release. As he rolls up into me, Riv trails two fingers over my clit. I grind into his hand, helpless, and he groans.

“She’s fucking dripping on me,” he rasps.

Eli lets out a pained noise, and I slide my head up to suck on his tip. “Jesus. Baby.”

I whimper. It’s too much. Too much. I’m trembling all over. I can’t breathe, my body is on fire. I need to come.

“Open your eyes,” Cole orders, and I do, looking up at the skylight over my head. The lights are still going. They’ve changed colours slightly, from green to blue, with a pinkish aura down one side. I can see the stars through them. They’re so beautiful I could cry. My breath hitches.

Tears fill my eyes. My whole body is screaming. I swirl my tongue frantically over Eli, lifting a hand to squeeze at the base of his cock, cupping his balls.

“Fuck.” Eli pulls out of my mouth, scrubbing a hand through his hair. “Fuck. Kiss me, babe.” He bends forward, bracing himself on the mattress, and brings my mouth to his. I try to kiss him back, but I can’t focus on it. Riv is nuzzling between my breasts, and Cole is massaging my asscheeks as they both batter into me. Pleasure is rippling and building up in my body. I can’t make my lips work right. I tip my head back as every muscle in my body strains, desperate for release.

And then, beneath me, Riv lifts his hips, rubbing the base of his cock against my clit. I snap forward violently, screaming as I come. Hands touch me all over me, stroking me, petting me as I gasp and writhe. It just doesn’t stop. I clench and clench and clench, waves of pleasure hitting me, knocking the air out of my lungs. Eli guides me to his chest, and I press my face into the crook of his muscled neck, muffling my shouts in his heated skin.

Finally, the waves recede, and I flop, lifeless against him. I try to heave in a shaky breath, sucking up the comforting, woody scent of his cologne, but I can’t get a full breath in. It takes me a few mind-blistering seconds to realise neither Riven or Cole has stopped. Riv is still rubbing his balls up against my slit; Cole is still slamming into my ass. I shudder from the overstimulation, but I can’t pull away from them. They just keep thrusting in and out of me. A tingle spirals up from my clit, and I feel another orgasm start to simmer.

Eli strokes my cheek. “Ready for me again, baby?”

I realise he’s still stroking himself, and lunge forward, catching his cock in my mouth. He laughs and gasps in the same breath, grasping my head in both hands as I swallow him down. Behind me, Cole pinches my ass, pounding into me steadily. Riv starts circling my clit with one gentle finger as he thrusts up, slapping repeatedly into my G-spot. I moan around Eli. It feels like every millimetre inside of me is pricking and tingling and aching, begging for more. I squirm, trying to rub up against all of them, to get the pressure I need, but I can barely move, locked in on all sides. It’s torture. I can’t handle it. I feel heat boiling inside of me again, bubbling to the surface.

I try to warn them. “I—I’m—oh, oh, f-fuck, ah…” I can’t get the words out between my wildly hitching breaths and moans.

Eli pulls back a few centimetres to let me speak. “Baby?”

“I’m going to—I-I’m—”

Under me, Riv suddenly tugs on one of my nipples, hard. I shout, my hips jerking over his, pushing him even deeper into me—and that’s enough to send him over the edge. His grip on my waist suddenly tightens, short fingernails digging hard into my skin as his whole body shudders underneath me. I feel his cock spasm as his hot come strokes into me, filling me deep. I sigh, loving the feeling. As if he set off a chain reaction, Eli groans, spilling into my mouth. I gasp, gulping down the salty hot come filling my throat. Every muscle in my body tenses as I get closer and closer to another orgasm. Cole chokes behind me as I clench down on him, groaning deeply as his hips stutter. I feel his cock harden, somehow filling me up even more; then he grips the ends of my hair and lets go. Silky warmth shoots deep into my ass, filling me up with wetness.

And then it’s my turn. I’m still sputtering around Eli as I feel a wave of heat rising up through my body. It starts off in my toes and climbs higher and higher, tingling and burning over my thighs, my belly, my breasts, until it finally hits me. I swear to God, I almost black out. I’ve never felt an orgasm like it in my entire life. It feels like it lasts forever, and I shiver and gasp through it, almost alarmed at how strong the feeling is. Hands stroke over my body, twitching my nipples, rubbing my clit, circling my asshole, as I convulse, and tremble, and shake, and finally, finally collapse, completely exhausted. I lie between them, sweat running down through my hair and over my skin. As I roll slowly over, I feel so full of liquid that I practically squelch. Come slips out of my pussy and ass. Someone makes a soft noise, stroking my wet face, and I realise I’m crying. But I’m not sad. I open my eyes and look up through the skylight. Lying there, as my boys huddle around me and the Northern Lights shimmer over my head—I feel happier than I can ever remember.

More than that. I never thought I’d have sex this good again. I didn’t think I’d ever find people I trusted enough. I didn’t think I’d trust myself enough. But I did, and I feel like my body is mine again. It’s mine, and I can do whatever I want with it.

Blinking back tears, I grab the face closest to mine and pull it into a kiss.