All Chapters of Claimed by my husband and his bestfriends : Chapter 1 - Chapter 7

Myla was on her hands and knees, her lips wrapped tightly around Beck’s thick cock, hearing his low groans as her tongue flicked along his shaft. Jared was behind her, holding her hips firm while he slammed into her, each thrust deep and rough. Their hands caressed her body like they owned her. Their voices filled her ears with filthy praises. She felt her pussy spasm as her orgasm rose. Climbing higher and higher, till…Myla woke with a soft gasp, her heart beating fast, her skin damp even with the cool AC. She blinked rapidly at the ceiling, trying to clear the memory of the wet dream.Though it had been a month since the pool incident, she was still dreaming of Beck and Jared.Three long weeks since she'd watched her husband’s best friends fuck each other like a creep."...Until you can’t take it anymore and beg me to allow you cum." She heard the words that Jared said to Beck that day echoing in her ears, "You’ll take whatever I decide to give you, won’t you, Beck?” She reached d

Myla walked into the conference room and took the empty seat between Carter, president of the local bank, and Scott, her husband’s financial manager. Her husband moved ahead and positioned his chair at the front of the room. Jared and Beck walked over to him, and they started discussing something together in low tones.One thing about Beck and Jared was that they always exuded an aura of dangerous, lethal ability. Maybe it was their military history or the fact that, apart from being major shareholders in the Oakley Group, they were co-owners of a highly rated private security firm. They were both above six feet tall, with Beck being like an inch shorter than Jared, and except for that and eye color, they could almost be twins. Both had brown hair, but Beck’s eyes were green while Jared had brown eyes. Each provided a foil for her husband’s curly blond hair and blue eyes.There was no way around the fact that they were three very attractive men that had sex appeal. She blushed as she

“So.... you three were in the habit of sharing your women." Myla blurted out before she could stop herself. "And what am I? Chopped liver?”Those were the first words she said to them immediately they stepped into her room this morning. The doctor had kept her behind for observation because he was worried about her slurred speech and the large bump on her head. Myla had not seen them since the nurses chased them away, around 10pm last night, after visiting hours.Myla started laughing so hard she could barely catch her breath at the shocked look on their faces. “Oh my God, you should see your faces,” she said through laughter. “I’m so glad the painkillers have finally kicked in, or I’d be in agony right now. Whew! Your faces, man.” She let out another stream of laughter while pointing at their faces.She finally managed to catch her breath and wiped her eyes with a tissue. Just as she was dropping the tissue, Myla looked up and caught a strange look pass between the three men. Oh, boy