The Gentle Maiden and Five Lustful Brothers-Chapter 14: I love having a maiden in my home

It was two days before the full moon. The last two days, she remained unbitten since Oliver and Ash visited her regularly, they were able to ensure her safety. They’d take turns leaving to get their work done, and until she’s pregnant the Oliver and Ash work from home more. During her time she mostly slept. Having lost so much blood she needed these days to fully replenish her blood supply. Grateful they had let her do so.

She was finally well enough and up early enough she was able to wander the grounds in the daylight.

She wandered into Jeremy’s garden.

It really was beautiful.

Then she saw freshly planted violets by the tree Jeremy had cornered her at.

Her flower.

He planted those for her.

The pathway shined like rainbows in the sunlight.

The garden filled with vibrant shades hues of all the colors ranging from the blush of roses to the softness of lilies. A fountain, adorned with climbing ivy and trailing vines. Butterflies danced in the fading sunlight.

The garden was more. So much more. She couldn’t wait to tell Jeremy her favorite flower in his garden.

She skipped inside excited to see Jeremy. The sun had set but it was still light

outside when she walked back in from the garden.

She walked up to the back yards double doors opening one. And there was Riley.

Waiting for her behind the other door.

When she walked through he snatched her up by her waist. He slams the door behind, trapping her between him and the door.

"Stop it" she said wincing at the pain from hitting hardness of the door on her back.

Trying to push him off her "stop it"

"Now why would I do that. I haven’t gotten to feel your flesh in days." Riley said leaning down to kiss her.

She tries to turn her head from him, but he forcefully grabs her chin. Pressing his lips to hers deeply. She thins her lips and tries to pull away, but he grabs more of her face pushing her cheeks with his grip forcing her lips out and he presses harder into her mouth.

He was suffocating her with his kiss. She needed to get away from him. But she was trapped. Powerless. At his mercy again. He grabs a handful of her breast with his free hand squeezing it hard.

Pulling away from her Violet sucks in air breathing again.

Riley grabs a handful of her hair. "I caught a mouse in my trap. That means I get to play with it."

Riley drags Violet by her hair to a nearby table where he shoves her into the table face down.

Holding her head firm against the table. He lifts her dress. He runs his nails up and down her inner thigh, just barely grazing her panties.

"Stop" she starts to whimper. "Please Riley don’t the full moon is two night away."

"I don’t think I can wait the long." His words sounding like poison "and I don’t have to, I can fuck you without drinking from you can’t I?"

The realization this had nothing to do with feeding from her but everything to do with breeding her. She began to squirm to try and get away.

"No stop don’t please not that."

"Keep begging and maybe I won’t f*ck you, maybe I’ll wait"

Violet tries to push herself off the table. But Riley grabs her hands pinning them behind her back holding them with one hand he put the other hand between her legs again.

She gasps.

He begin to move his fingers in a circular motion on her bundle of nerves.

And despite her being repulsed by his touch, she feels the wetness soak into her panties.

"Mmmmm you’re getting wet for me," his voice laced with desire "are you sure you want me to stop?"

"Yes! please don’t touch m..." before she could finish her sentence he shoved his

finger inside her.

Sucking in a deep breath. She tries to close her legs some.

"Now don’t do that, or I’ll just stick my dick in before I stretch you out some." He said leaning down over her pressing his thick length against her backside he whispers in her ear pulling his finger out. "Relax and submit, I am going to fuck you no matter what you do so just let me stretch you out some" now shoving two fingers inside her. She stifles a grunt.

He flicks his fingers around inside her touching her sweet spot cause waves of

pleasure to roll over her. Despite how much she hated him and didn’t want him to touch her. Her body responded to his touch in a way she wished it wouldn’t. Flicking his fingers in her and running her clit. She cums all over his fingers. Letting out a long moan.

"Now that’s what I call ready." He says pulling his fingers from her licking her juices from her.

He unzips his pants and pulls out his hard thick cock and thrusts the length of him deep inside her and she raises her head back and lets out a scream.

Pinning her arms to her back. He pounds into her. Over and over. Pulling her back to meet his thrusts he pounds her bent over the table. Hitting her sweet spot with his dick he has orgasm after orgasm. Her body couldn’t help but to find release with every other thrust.

Now he was close.

She could feel him thicken in her. Pushing down on her arms he fucks her hard and fast finding release inside her. Feeling him throb from his seed entering her he stayed in making sure every last bit made its way into her womb before pulling out.

Letting go of her arms he pulls himself out of her.

She just stayed bent over the table holding back a sob.

"I love having a maiden in my home" Riley looks back smiles a disgustingly pleased grin and leaves her there.

After a few seconds Violet slides down from the table onto the floor. Tucking her knees to her chest she silently cries for herself. Begging it’s not his seed that takes in her womb.

She sat under the table for a bout 10 minutes when she hears footsteps entering the room. They stop in the door way.

Please don’t be Riley again. Squeezing her eyes shut, she was begging for it not to be Riley. She tucked her legs in closer, sinking more into herself. Waiting for a hand to jerk her out from under the table.

But it never came.

She opened her eyes to find Jeremy sitting on the floor next to her.

"I hate him too, ya know?"

Startled by the sudden confession she was speechless. Jeremy’s never expressed any real emotion.

Hate was an emotion.

"I do, I really hate him." Jeremy sighed "I can smell him all over you in you."

"Oh. Yeah..." Violet said drawing little circles on her knees with her finger tips.

"I don’t like it"

Even more startled by that confession she peaked a glance at his face. He was laying down now, his arms and legs stretched out. Wearing a pair of black joggers and white t-shirt.

"Why don’t you stop it then?" She asks him.

"Because I can’t. None of us effectively can. Until you’re pregnant you belong to all of us. He can do what ever he wants to you, short of killing you," Jeremy answered with a ping of sadness in his tone.