Page 7 of Her Courage

"You know I love my pizza." I wiped my lips with my napkin. "But I love all of you too. Thank you for getting me my favorite meal."

Colby had gotten home earlier than expected, and I was working on putting the interaction with Patrice behind me.

But that woman was trouble.

"We love you too, kroshka." Andrei kissed the top of my head before his started eating his slice of very plain cheese pizza.

"You know, I would have pictured you as a man who liked lots of meat on his pizza, not just cheese." I pursed my lips. There was nothing wrong with a good cheese pizza, but nothing beat my white pizza with ricotta and extra garlic.

Colby and Kaleb burst into laughter.

"The true measure of a pizza place is how good their cheese pizza is. Simple. Classic. Delicious." Andrei shrugged and took another bite.

"You should try mine. It's an elevated cheese pizza." I held up the slice for him, and he rolled his eyes but took a bite after he swallowed his inferior pizza.

"You sound like Gordon Ramsay. Elevated," he teased in a British accent, then shrugged. "Okay, I'll give it to you, that was pretty good. But I still like mine better."

I loved moments like this. Where we relaxed in the living room, eating dinner, and enjoying life. No insane bosses or Russian Bratva. Or psychopathic mothers.

"You know what tomorrow is?" Kaleb whispered, drawing me out of my musings.

"The twenty-ninth?" I cocked my head to the side and let my confusion show.

"Our three month anniversary."

A grin spread out over my face. "Already? It seems like it's been an eternity and the blink of an eye all at the same time."

"It does." Kaleb placed a strong hand on my back and gathered me against him. "Thank you for tonight," he whispered in my ear.

I turned my face up toward him and kissed him. "I love you, Daddy K. I'll always be here for you."

He took my hand and brought it to his lips as his eyes darkened the green becoming more pronounced as he nibbled on the tip of my finger. "You're mine tonight little girl."

A shiver of anticipation ran down my spine and desire pooled between my legs. I squirmed, rubbing my thighs together at the pure lust radiating from his expression.

Andrei crowded me from behind, kissing the side of my neck. "We want you tonight, kroshka. Fully."

My eyes fluttered shut as a moan escaped my lips. I'd been waiting for this day. The day where they'd make love to me. Of course, they kept me supplied with orgasms, but none of them had been inside me.

Now that was about to change, and I couldn't fucking wait.

"Are you done eating?" Kaleb asked.

I nodded, for once no words were rising to the surface to spill out.

"Good." He grabbed me around my middle and threw me over his shoulder to carry me upstairs.

Well, this night had taken a drastic turn, and definitely for the better.

Kaleb tossed me on the bed, and I giggled as I bounced. I loved how strong my men were. As a curvy woman, I'd never been type of girl to get tossed around or pressed up against walls to be ravished.

But my Daddies did.

Well, we hadn't made it to being fully ravished against the wall. That would be something I'd have to drop some subtle hints about to make sure it happens.

"Ravishing you against a wall sounds dirty as fuck, and I can't wait to make it happen, kroshka." Andrei strode in behind Kaleb, Colby following soon after him.

I swallowed harshly and I was thankful my hair was in braids and not tangled all over my face.