Next Door Harem

  Book 3

  Three Is The Magic Number

  By

  Hunter Brack

  Copyright 2024 All rights reserved

  This book is a work of fiction and should only be read by adults. Any similarities to real people or places, past or present, are coincidental. The characters portrayed are all consenting adults over the age of eighteen. This book should not be copied, forwarded, resold or given away without the express permission of the author.

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  Contents:

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Epilogue

  Chapter 1

  The week and a half that Kitty stayed with Ashleigh and Crystal was the best time of my life. Just a few feet away in the opposite apartment, I had three girls attuned to my needs. All four of us operated by the same set of rules; the ones Ashleigh and I had first agreed. There would be no emotions or regrets and, most of all, we would always fuck hard.

  The only thing that stopped our time from being perfect was the knowledge that Kitty would be moving out. Her time in the two-bedroom apartment was a stop-gap until she found a place of her own. As much as she liked sharing a bed with Crystal, and there was no doubt she did, she craved some space of her own. That could never be achieved living with the other two girls.

  “You don’t have to get up right now, do you?”

  Kitty had sat up in the bed beside me. Propped up on a pillow, she had tucked the duvet under her arms. It created a nestled cleavage that hinted at the delights that were underneath. And those delights had been given special treatment with my tongue for a good half an hour the previous night.

  She looked across at me and planted a kiss on my lips. To see the girl so dishevelled was more attractive than if she had spent hours on her appearance. I looked into her eyes and felt the smouldering desire that I held for her. And yet we both knew those same lustful thoughts were just as much in my mind for Ashleigh and Crystal.

  “I have things to do,” she replied.

  Even offering an answer I did not want to hear, she was alluring. I propped myself up alongside her and put my arm around her. As I gazed across the room, I heard the sound of the front door closing to signal that Ashleigh or Crystal were going to work It was a reminder that we were not in my apartment. We were in Crystal’s bed and she had only got out of it an hour ago.

  I leaned over towards Kitty. Another kiss was followed by my arm reaching for her under the covers. Her soft flesh felt my touch and she offered a smile. It was a sleepy smile that suggested she was tired. Who could blame her? The three of us had made love for half of the night until our exhausted bodies could not continue any longer.

  Her body soon responded to my touch. A gentle moan rekindled thoughts from the night before. She had been wild in the bedroom and it had taken both Crystal and I to satisfy her. Kitty was a girl who needed so much attention.

  “Are you trying to turn me on?”

  “I might be,” I grinned.

  My hand slid down between her thighs. They parted instinctively to allow me all the access I needed. A gentle touch told me that Kitty was ready for me. It would signal another hour in the bedroom. She would not be getting up until the two of us had made love for a final time.

  “You’ll have to be quick, Keiran. I really do have to get up.”

  “That will just be an hour then.”

  “No, if you want something, just have me. You have got ten minutes…maximum.”

  “I can’t pleasure you in that time.”

  “Then don’t. Just have me and then let me get into the shower.”

  She pulled away and rolled over onto her front. Her hands reached up to the headboard to offer up her full submission. Kitty took a firm hold on the bars and then glanced over her shoulder. Her pouting look was hard to ignore.

  “Come on then. Do what you need to do.”

  No second invitation was required. I eased myself up on her and slid straight in. To a gasp from Kitty, I plunged three-quarters of my length into her. It was enough to have her groaning with pleasure.

  “Are you sure you don’t want me to take longer?” I asked.

  “Stop messing around and just fuck me. The harder the better.”

  Her words were music to my ears. I eased out slowly and then drove myself in hard between her legs. She gasped again and arched back to savour the full feeling of me inside her. She was trying to maximise everything that I was giving her.

  I forced her down flat onto the mattress. A hard thrust sunk my cock to its full length. Another groan left her lips though not before I had begun to drive into her. If the girl wanted to be fucked hard, she was going to get it.

  Taking control of her body, I used her for the next few minutes. Not once did I let up on the intensity with which I had her. I pushed her down and forced myself in deep. Each time I thrust in, she released a sound which became deeper as her arousal increased. Kitty was enjoying it just as much as I was.

  I never held back for a second. It was a rough crude fucking, just as she had demanded. I pounded her from behind, smacking my groin into her ass to maximise what I was giving her. Within minutes, my orgasm came and I released a satisfied grunt to signal it. As I pulsed inside her, I felt her quiver around me to tell me that she had come too. It was the perfect end to a perfect week and a half with a girl who was so willing to have sex.

  “Can a girl get up now?” she giggled even before I had begun to slide back out of her.

  “Or I could just have you again.”

  “You’ve had your fun. I’m going for a shower…alone.”

  I eased off her body. As soon as my weight hit the mattress, she leapt up. We both knew that if she stayed in bed any longer, I would soon arouse her once more. Then we would have sex for most of the morning and she would never get up.

  She hurried out of the bedroom. She did not bother to take a robe from the back of the door. I watched her naked body scurry away, with her bottom shimmying as it walked. It offered a slight hint of softness that I had felt as a cushion against me when I had driven myself in from behind.

  Once Kitty was gone, I got up. I eased myself out of bed and slipped on my clothes from the night before. They were recovered from the bedroom floor, having been ripped off by an insatiable combination of Crystal and Kitty. Only Ashleigh had stayed out of the bedroom. She had work to catch up on, leaving her to miss out on the fun.

  I was fully dressed when Kitty returned. Wrapped in a towel, she looked refreshed. I smiled when I saw her and thought about the damp body that she was covering. Kitty scowled. She knew exactly what was on my mind.

  “Don’t even think about it.”

  “I was only going to look.”

  “Fine, I’ll drop the towel. If you touch, you are dead.”

  She said it with enough authority to know she was serious. Kitty reached up and allowed the towel to slip to the floor. She walked naked to where her clothes had been left. Neatly folded, they were ready to be packed away for her move. I watched her put on her panties and bra and then drag some jeans and a t-shirt over the top. Even in such a basic outfit, she looked stunning.

  “I’ll leave you to it. I’ll pop in and see you once you have moved.”

  “I’d like that,” she said softly.

  I turned and left the room. Looking across, my eyes were drawn to the sofa. Crystal’s t-shirt was still discarded across its back where she had thrown it the night before. I smiled. It had been a good night and one that would live in my memory banks for a long time.

  Chapter 2

  I was still on a high when I walked into my apartment. Memories of Kitty and Crystal were fresh in my mind. I was disappointed that Kitty was moving out and yet it did not feel like she was leaving. I would still see her whenever I wanted to. Whether she would want to have sex was yet to be determined. It was hard to imagine she would give that up.

  I stripped off on my way to the bedroom. I threw my clothes into the laundry basket and sought the sanctuary of the shower. The smell of the girls lingered on me and it needed to be washed away before I went about my day. A few minutes under the torrent of water would do that.

  The deluge of heat was just what I needed. I soaked my body and cleansed it of the night before. Once I had washed my hair, I stayed in for another five minutes, enjoying the soothing effects of it on my skin.

  I got out and towelled myself dry. I slipped on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt and headed into the kitchen. I was hungry and needed to put some calories into my body. First, I needed a pot of coffee and some orange juice.

  After sitting down to a breakfast of eggs and toast, I sat back in my chair. I felt refreshed and was looking forward to a day when I did not have to go to work. The day was mine to enjoy and I vowed to head up into the hills. It had been a long time since I had enjoyed a proper walk. With the sun streaming in through the windows, it was the perfect day to make up for lost time.

  I returned to the kitchen to clear everything away. I filled the dishwasher and then grabbed another cup of coffee from the pot. I took it into the lounge and slumped down on the sofa. It was a dangerous move if I intended to go for that walk. Once the comfort set in, the motivation to get up would be gone .

  My peace was disturbed by the sound of the front door. A sharp pair of rings was offered. My first thought was that it was Kitty wanting to offer her goodbyes. That would mean heading to the bedroom. It always did with that girl. She could not help herself.

  I eased myself up and placed my mug on the table. Checking my hair in the mirror, I went to the front door. Another ring came, to offer up impatience. That meant it had to be one of the girls. Ashleigh was at work, leaving Crystal and Kitty as the possible options. My mischievous mind briefly contemplated which one of them I would prefer. I settled on hoping they had come as a pair.

  When I opened the door, neither Crystal nor Kitty was standing there. The face which greeted me was the last person I could have expected. At first, I said nothing and then an involuntary reaction came. It was one I could not have planned.

  “Tasha! What are you doing here?”

  My ex-girlfriend offered a smile. The girl who I had been so close to settling down with had not changed. She was just as I remembered her at the moment she had told me the relationship was over. I could recall her words so vividly. I was not someone she wanted to spend the rest of her life with.

  “I needed to see you,” she said quietly.

  “I thought we were going to meet for coffee.”

  “I wanted to see you sooner. Can I come in?”

  “Yeah…sure…I guess.”

  In panic, I looked over my shoulder. I was not sure what I was expecting to see. My heart was racing at the thought that one of the girls had left something in the apartment. The last thing Tasha needed to see was a discarded t-shirt or worse still, a bra or a pair of panties.

  “Is everything alright?” she asked.

  “Yes, I was just wondering what state it was in. It is a bit of a bachelor pad.”

  “Trust me, I am used to your messiness.”

  I beckoned her into the apartment. She moved slowly as if uncertainty had just filled her. It felt strange for both of us. The unfamiliar surroundings had made Tasha have second thoughts.

  “How did you find me?”

  “I rang your Mom. She told me where you had moved to.”

  “Good old Mom,” I laughed.

  “Don’t you want me here?”

  “It’s fine. I just wasn’t expecting to see you so soon. Do you want a coffee? I have just made a pot.”

  “Yes, that would be nice.”

  “Still happy with black?”

  “That’s fine.”

  “Take a seat, I’ll be two minutes.”

  I hurried into the kitchen and poured Tasha a coffee. Dancing through my head were thoughts of the girls in apartment five. Had they seen her? What would Tasha say if she saw them? Honesty had to be the best policy. There was no point pretending that nothing was going on.

  When I returned to the lounge, Tasha was still on her feet. She took the coffee and continued to look around. She glanced out through the window and then followed me over to the sofa. When she sat down, I placed myself on the other chair.

  “It’s a nice place.”

  “Yeah, I got lucky. I needed something in a hurry and it came up.”

  “You didn’t have to leave that quickly.”

  “Look, it’s old ground. We don’t need to go over it. It was the right thing for both of us.”

  “Was it?”

  She bit her lip in that seductive way that I remembered. It was always the precursor to her saying something that was troubling her mind. I looked at her and then watched her disappear behind her mug of coffee. It was used to shield her face. I smiled and then waited for the question that was coming.

  “How’s the coffee?” I asked.

  “Fine,” she offered back. “You always did make good coffee.”

  “I think the machine does most of the hard work.”

  “I miss you,” she said suddenly.

  Her soft words tugged at my emotions. Sex with the girls in apartment five had always been nothing more than a physical act. This was different. With Tasha, it had been about the relationship and anything else came second. There was often very little physical interaction.

  “I miss you as well,” I offered.

  “Do you?”

  “I do but we have both moved on. It took moving away for me to realise that. You moved on a while ago. I just didn’t realise it.”

  “Keiran, I want you back.”

  Hearing her words was difficult. I knew they were coming and yet it made them no easier to listen to. Tasha placed her cup down and stared intently at me, challenging me to offer a response.

  It was my turn to feel awkward and fight to find somewhere to hide. I took a sip of my coffee and sat back while trying to come up with the right words to say.

  “You don’t need me back,” I said. “I wouldn’t be right for you.”

  “We both know you would. We were good together.”

  “Yes, we were. That was in the past.”

  “We could be good together again,” she insisted.

  I looked at her and shook my head. Turning her away was the hardest thing I had ever done.

  “Tasha, I have just got settled here. I can’t go through the turmoil again.”

  “I take it you have found someone else.”

  And that was when the dagger hit me. It struck with surprise and left me recoiling from its attack. Either I told her about the girls or I would be faced with hiding the truth for the rest of my life.

  “I’ll be honest with you, Tasha. I am friendly with the girls in one of the other apartments here. It is not a relationship and there is no commitment. We are just friends.”

  “You mean you have slept with them.”

  “We have had fun together; that’s all. It’s nothing serious and it never will be.”

  “But you have had sex with them.”

  “Yes,” I said. “It was just sex, that’s all. No emotions and no regrets,” I said. I chose to omit the third rule. Tasha did not need to know about that when she was struggling to cope with what I had already told her.

  “So, that’s it. You just have meaningless sex when you feel like it.”

  I shrugged half-apologetically. I had no idea what Tasha expected me to say.

  Chapter 3

  The atmosphere in the apartment felt fraught from the moment I told Tasha about the arrangement with the girls in apartment five. Her emotions went from shock to anger to being upset. There was little I could do to make her understand. She had come over wanting us to get back together. Now, her hopes had been ruined.

  She stayed for just over an hour. It felt awkward to have her sitting on my sofa when I had spent the night with Crystal and Kitty. I did not go into detail about what we had done; only that the casual approach worked well for everyone. She could not understand it. When it all got too much for her, she got up and announced that she was leaving.

  A brief hug was the only emotion that was offered. There was no attempt to arrange to meet up again. It signalled that it was over; the bookmark at the end of the final chapter. Tasha and I were now officially done.

  She refused my offer to see her out to the car. She left the flat and walked away without looking back. I closed the door behind her, picked up her mug and took it straight to the kitchen. When I came back later, I did not need a reminder that Tasha had been there.

  After clearing up, I grabbed my walking boots and headed out to the car. That promise I had made myself was one that I intended to keep. After the time with Tasha, I needed to clear my head. A couple of hours out in the countryside was the perfect way to do it. It would allow me to get my ex-girlfriend out of my mind.

  Something told me it would not be that easy. No matter how many times I reminded myself that it was over, the feelings were still there. As much as I liked the sex with the girls in my harem, I was still fond of Tasha. We were good together until the practicalities of life got in the way.

  I got in the car and drove out of town. Going north, I headed towards the wooded hills that dominated the skyline. It was twenty minutes away and then I would be lost in nature. It was a place that I had not been to for a long time. In the middle of the week, I would have the place to myself and would savour the sun that was beating down.

  As I approached, my thoughts had turned to Kitty. I would miss her as much as I missed Summer. Despite the vow that there would be no emotions, it was hard when one of the girls left. If Ashleigh or Crystal ever moved on, it would tug at my heartstrings.

 

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