Page 122 of The Unruly


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“What do you think Mom will name our newest sibling?”

“Hopefully, it’s something with a different letter than R or D. I can’t keep all these damn kids straight!”

We both crack up laughing. It’s true, though. Mom and Dad didn’t think that far outside the box when naming their army of children.

I must fall asleep while we cuddle because I wake to someone kissing my stomach. Cracking my eyes open, I’m delighted to see Ryder’s home and freshly showered. He’s wearing nothing but his boxers and I decide it’s almost as delicious of a sight as a bag of marshmallows. Almost.

“How’s the house?” I ask, running my fingers through Ryder’s hair. “Make any more progress?”

“It’s officially enclosed,” he says with a grin. “Next we’ll insulate it and put in flooring. Fireplace works. We’ll be able to move in before our little bunny arrives.”

“Thought of any names?” Ronan asks, reaching forward to run a finger down Ryder’s muscular shoulder. “We’re at an impasse.”

“What about Rover or Dante?” he deadpans.

I roll my eyes. “Shut up.”

“I hear R and D names are all the rage.”

“You’re a dork, Ryder. Make your mouth useful and do other things.”

His grin is devilish. “I can do that.”

I stretch out, allowing him to pull my pants and underwear off. He shoves my shirt up over my boobs so he can stare at them. No one loves my boobs like Ryder does. His mouth trails kisses over my stomach, sweetly and almost innocently, before he moves lower. I can’t see him over my belly. Hot breath tickles my pussy as he spreads my thighs.

Ronan slips off the bed and I watch him grab the supplies—lube and a towel. Ryder starts licking me, making me mewl in pleasure. The man can work all day on the house and not tire out when it comes to pleasuring me.

I track Ronan as he undresses and then kneels behind our brother. Ryder grunts against my pussy, letting me know Ronan’s mouth is now on him. They let me watch once while Ronan spread our brother out on the bed and stuck his tongue in his ass. It’d been equal parts hot and just plain weird. But the blissed out way Ryder moaned and begged was enough to tell me it was more hot than weird. Hell, I almost asked for him to do the same to me after. Almost.

Ryder slides a finger inside me, rubbing at the good place inside of me while sucking on my clit. He has it down to an art, easily driving me over the edge within minutes. Tonight is no different. I’m falling over the cliff of ecstasy, my entire body shaking without warning.

Ryder curses against my pussy before pulling his finger out. Roughly, he grips my thighs and hauls me to the end of the bed. Ronan is no longer on the floor and waiting for Ryder to get into position. Seeing them both look down at me warms every dark part of my soul. I love them so much and am happy we found our way here.

I reach back for the pillows and hand them to Ryder. He swiftly stuffs them under my ass, positioning me to the right height for him. Once I’m ready, he teases my slick opening with the tip of his cock and then pushes deep inside me. I cry out, desperate to grab onto something, and settle for my boobs. Ryder’s hot gaze latches onto them and he grins.

Behind him, Ronan pushes down on his back until Ryder is hovering over me, staring intently at me. His eyes roll back as Ronan enters him from behind. I love watching Ryder explode with pleasure.

The next several minutes are a blur of sweat, moans, and shared orgasms. Like always, Ronan takes care of the mess before sandwiching our brother between us.

At one time, we had to worry about people barging in, mainly our parents, but now they respect our privacy since we respect their rules of no PDA around the kids. Our time in our cabin, and soon our big home, is solely ours.

I’m curled around Ryder, my belly pressed against his side, when the baby starts kicking again. He chuckles, the vibration rumbling the whole bed.

“He’s a little mean thing like you,” Ryder says playfully.

I smack his hard stomach. “Hush.”

Ronan finds my hand on Ryder’s stomach and squeezes it. We’re content to just lie there in our after-sex bliss, no one making a sound. After some time, I realize Mage isn’t here.

“Where’s the stinky ass?” I ask, tilting my head up to look at Ryder.

“With Dad.”

“Again?” Ronan says with a laugh. “I bet Mom loves that.”

“As long as he doesn’t shit in her room, she’s fine,” Ryder replies. “Plus, Dad loves that wolf.”

“The wolf he wanted to kill,” I remind him.

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