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Inhaling a deep breath to try and settle my churning anxiety, I let it out and start, “I don’t think it’s good for Zander for you guys to keep coming around as much as you have been. While I appreciate all you’ve done for us, I don’t want him getting too attached to you guys, and then you leave us.”

I wring my hands together behind me and bite the inside of my lower lip, waiting for their reactions, sure that I’ll be on the receiving end of their anger.

They all look at each other, and have a silent conversation in the span of a few seconds.

Jonas is on one end of my couch and he leans forward so he’s sitting on the edge of the cushion, with a knowing look he calls me to him, “Come here,” his words are soft, and I don’t detect any notes of anger so I shuffle my feet around the coffee table over to him.

He opens his legs and pulls me into the space he just created, the tips of his fingers wrapping around the backs of my knees.

His hazel eyes peer up at me, and I can’t look away at the depth of emotion swirling in them. There are several I can’t put a name to, but not one of them is anger.

“Why do you think we’d leave you?” Jonas tilts his head with his question, and keeps his voice soft.

I don’t want to get into my reasons, so I say lamely, “You can’t stick around forever.” Shrugging my shoulder in a nonchalant way, when I feel anything but right now.

“Heather, I’m not going anywhere,” Gemini says with a growl in his voice that has my body begin to shake.

Jonas pulls me in, so my body is pressed up to his and holds me gently while running his hands up and down from my shoulder to my calves. His cheek goes to my stomach and rests there, he says, “Mama, pay attention. We want to be here. Hell, Zander has us all wrapped around his little finger. I don’t know how you did it, but we’re at least half in love with you, if not more. So, we’re not leaving you or him. In fact, I plan on doing everything in my power to weasel my way around you even more.”

His words take root inside me and plant themselves deep, building on the trust and bond that’s been forming, when Orin hits me with more.

“Pumpkin, I love your son and care deeply for you. I’m not going to leave just because you’re afraid to let us in,” He sits back and crosses his arms with a stubborn look on his face.

Then Gemini draws my eyes with his words, “I love both of you. I knew you were it for me when you came into the station. It’s why I took your case. So, I could be sure I knew you were getting justice, and that everything we could do to help you was done. Zander is just a huge fucking bonus. I’m not giving either of you up without a fight.”

When he’s done, he pulls me from Jonas’ embrace and down so I’m straddling his lap. I don’t know how to react to his declaration of love, so I choose to ignore it for now. My brain is struggling to go from expecting them to leave once I gave them my speech, to them becoming a permanent fixture in my and Zander’s lives.

“Brace yourself, because you’re getting all three of us, baby, and we’re not letting you go. We’re certainly not going to let you push us away because of your fear. You think you’re getting the better end of things by us committing to you and Zander. But moreover, we get Zander and you, which means we’re getting the better end of the deal,” Gemini whispers, his soft lips brushing mine.

Is this my reward for enduring Steven’s abuse all these years? Is God making up for time lost by giving me a loving relationship with three amazing men? That they think Zander and I have so much value to them?

“So, as long as that’s your only reason, it’s irrelevant,” Orin says, kissing my hand.

“That’s my only reason,” I say in a soft whisper.

“Good,” then Orin is kissing me while I’m sitting astride his twin brother's lap, and their best friend trails his hand up and down my upper thigh.

I was never one to shy away from physical intimacy before Steven. It seems that trait has continued with these three.

My lost libido jumps right back to what it was before my abuse, like it never happened. It doesn’t hurt that all three of these men are my wet dreams made into reality.

Gemini kisses my neck as Orin’s hands dive into my hair, tangling his fingers in my thick strands. I moan into Orin’s mouth, and Jonas’ heat hits my back, just before his whispered words sound in my ear.

“Do you want us, mama?” his warm breath stirs some of my hair, making it tickle my neck, and adding to my rapidly growing arousal.

I break away from Orin’s kiss and breathe out, “Yes.”

Orin guides my mouth to his brother’s, and I look questioningly at him.

“I’m going to go check on Zander and make sure he’s still sleeping,” then he gets up and heads down the short hall. I’m thankful he has his wits, because mine seem to have disappeared, and been replaced by the hormones of a teenager.

Jonas brings me back to the moment when he slides my hair from the back of my neck, kissing along my spine from the base of my skull down to the collar of my shirt and back up.

By the time he’s done, Orin is coming back with a blanket and pillows from my bed. He spreads them out on the floor after moving the coffee table so it’s along the wall and out of the way.

Jonas stands and helps me up from Gemini’s lap so he can stand up. They all tower over me but it doesn’t set me on edge. I know they’re not going to hurt me, and they’ve never given me a reason to start now. In fact, they keep proving the exact opposite.

With my hand in his, Gemini pulls me over to the blanket and kneels before me, his hands cradling my hips.

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