She nods seriously but then a gleam comes into her eyes and she’s pushing me back on the bed and tugging my boxers off. She sucks in a shaky breath as she stares down at my rock-hard cock. I’m a split second from pulling her away, afraid she’s not ready but then she bites her bottom lip and dips her head down to lick the wetness of my crown with a moan. It fucking wrecks me and I can’t wait, I need to bury myself inside of her so I grab her hips and pull her wet folds across every ridge of my straining hardness and then thrust up into her. We both groan at the amazing rightness of our bodies joined together. I help her roll her hips until she finds the perfect rhythm.
“Ride me, sweetness. Take what you need from my cock.”
Her pupils blow out at my words and her hips move faster, grinding down on my pelvic bone with every pass. I want to feel her cum. I want her to clamp down on me and milk my orgasm out of me as she squeezes. I reach between us and find her clit and tease, flick, and rub until she’s bucking all over my cock making the wild cries of a woman close to ecstasy. I can’t stay still any longer so I piston up into her as she falls over the edge, taking me with her with a roar of primal rightness.
Avery collapses down onto my chest in a boneless heap and my arms go around her. As her breathing evens out, she burrows deeper against me and lets out a tiny growl.
“Mine.”
Avery
The next few days blur together as I learn to live as a fully-satisfied-by-two-men woman…under guard. Easton’s security team tries to stay out from underfoot but their presence is a constant reminder that he’s still out there, still a threat. As much as I wanted to lock Chloe down with me in the house, the guys convinced me to let her go back to school to try and keep her routine as consistent as possible.
The school has been notified of the situation and a separate security team is on the grounds at every entrance to be sure that there will be no unauthorized visitors. That gives me comfort but it doesn’t change the gut-wrenching fear that threatens to paralyze me every time she leaves the house. Everyone agrees that he most likely won’t try the same car ramming trick again knowing we will be on guard for it but that doesn’t stop me from holding my breath for the fifteen minutes she’s in a vehicle each way to and from school until whoever drives her calls to let me know she got there safely or when they bring her home.
Even though we’ve tried to keep it from her, Chloe feels the tension in the house. She’s been quieter since the accident, more subdued and clingier. The only thing she shows her excitement for is the Christmas pageant that’s coming up at her school. It’s coming up fast with only a week and a half left before school breaks for the holidays and it makes me so nervous. The pageant is held in the evening and it will be filled with parents and grandparents. With that many people coming into the school anyone could slip in,hecould slip in. As much as I want to just cancel going to it, I know it’s something Chloe needs to go to. She’s had so much upheaval in her life, so much fear and sadness that I just can’t bring myself to take this small thing away from her.
“Miss?”
The single, simple word from Ryan, one of the security team, has me jumping and whirling from the roaster chicken I’m rubbing with rosemary.
“Sorry to startle you,” he says with a winced smile. “There’s a delivery here and I just wanted to check where you want it. There are quite a few boxes.”
“Oh! Um…I’m not sure. Let me wash up and I’ll come take a look at the labels.”
I quickly wash my hands and then follow him to the front entry. When I see the stacks of boxes waiting to be brought in, all with the distinctive logo of a well-known toy store, I groan and then laugh. Christmas isn’t very far away and by the looks of these boxes, someone has gone way overboard and needs a talking to or my sweet girl will end up spoiled rotten. Even so, it makes my heart warm and giddy that they want to give and do things with Chloe.
I direct Ryan and the delivery guy to a spare room for now and then go in search of the mad shoppers. All three of them have been working from home since the accident and as much as I hate the reason why, I kind of love having them all here all day. I find all three of them in the gym.
My intention is to give them a stern talking to about over gifting but my feet come to a standstill just inside the door when I take in three gleaming, muscle-filled bare chests. My mouth goes dry, my heartbeat picks up and my mind goes straight to the dirtiest fantasy I could ever imagine that involves all three of them with their hands on me. My face flames red at the idea and I start to think that Zack and Ryker’s attentions in the bedroom have turned me into some kind of sex-crazed nymphomaniac. Heat blooms in my stomach as I picture how that would work and quickly spreads to between my thighs. The loud clank of weights being slammed down in their bracket brings me back to reality and I have to peel my eyes away from East…Cass’s rippling abs.
I die of shame and almost self-combust in embarrassment when I meet his eyes and see the intense heat-filled look in them. I can’t even swallow to find words as he starts nodding.
“The answer is yes. We would…if that’s what you were thinking about just now.”
The ache between my legs goes nuclear with a painful throb but my embarrassment shuts that down even as Zack starts to grin deviously and Ryker rumbles.
I slap a hand over my mouth to stop the YES that wants to fly out and instead manage to squeak out in a way too high voice, “Delivery! There’s a delivery of WAY too many boxes from a toy store.”
Cass smirks but lets me off with the change of subject.
“Good, we were worried they wouldn’t get here before Christmas.”
I push the last of the filthy thoughts from my mind and slam my hands on my hips, giving them all a stern look.
“You guys went overboard! Chloe’s not used to having so many toys or gifts for that matter. She’s going to be overwhelmed and she will end up spoiled rotten if you keep this up.”
None of them seem very contrite about it so my hands leave my hips to cross over my chest and my stern look turns into a glare.
“I’m serious!”
Cass tosses the towel he’s using to wipe sweat from his chest making me swallow hard and then strides across to me and lifts my chin with an amused look.
“You can’t be mad at us, Avery. None of us has had a daughter to spoil before. Of course, we’re going to get carried away. Get used to it or you’ll be very upset when you see how many presents we bought for you.”
My heart melts into an ooey-gooey puddle at him calling Chloe their daughter and I blink up at him with little cartoon hearts floating from my eyes until I track that last part. My gaze slides past him to the others but they just stand there looking smug.
“You…you guys got me…gifts?”
