LOGINSerena Kingston wanted a small, simple wedding at a church.Not that Louis was religious, anything but, eh had told her, but he was going along with her, for as he said, his hand on the still flat stomach,“Baby, you’re carrying the next Delano, and we want to keep his Mommie happy.”They had been having a quiet dinner at Dom’s house and Bianca, sitting between her Masters, had choked on her fruit juice as Roxanne leaned back and rolled her eyes. Serena had blushed crossly, and the soon-to-be-married couple had begun a mock argument, until Louis threw up his hands in surrender.Roxanne, to Bianca’s astonishment, had been mulling over whether she needed to get married at all. As she said, leaning her head on Van Dyke’s broad shoulder,“A piece of paper does not really matter to me. I mean, my Mamma loved my Pappa. And they were never married.”Straightening as Van Dyle pulled her onto his lap fondly, she carried on,“I don’t seek that validation. I already love him…”She turned to wind
When Bianca walked into the gym, she was nervous. She knew that the Irishman would be at it, punching the bags with all his power, for O’Grady took his sessions seriously. Laid back as he generally appeared to be, with his dash of personality, his rakish charm and general air of insouciance, he still remained deadly serious about his workouts.Despite her bravado, she was more than a little squeamish about her appearance.When she looked at herself in the mirror, her heart sank. The Masters might try to brush it off, do their best to convince her that she ws just a tad plump, but the reality was something totally different, she thought grimly.Well, she told herself as she stoically pushed open the doors to the basement gym and walked in, better to begin now than leave it for later.Later would mean a few more pounds to burn off. *It was the smell that hit her when she walked in. The smell of leather, iron, and old sweat.When she pushed through the heavy door, the noise of the spee
The next few days were the happiest in Bianca’s life. She had her two children, both from her Masters, and she thrived on the love and affection she was receiving. True, at times, a niggling doubt raised its not-so-inquisitive head and demanded to know how she would explain away the fact to her two children when they were old enough.For Bianca knew in her heart, that her Masters would never let her leave.“We’re sailing into our forties, lass,” the Irishman had reprimanded her tenderly as she lay, her chin on his chest, her eyes on him as her head buzzed with questions.“I’m fat,” she declared, stating a fact, and St just, lying on the other side, grunted and tugged at her waist, softly kneading her flesh.“You’re exactly what we want, Pet,” he mumbled, for they had been making fervent, wild love and Bianca’s a*se was still tanned red with the stripes from his cane.Not that she minded.On the other hand, she embraced this side of her Master's.To say nothing of her own, abandoned si
Bianca opened her mouth and pressed her lips to St Just’s manhood, inhaling the spicy smell she was so familiar with…She breathed him in, sighing, almost purring in happiness, in satisfaction. Her Master stood over her, a lean hand fisted in her brown hair, holding her face pressed to his crotch, and she could smell that faint smoky smell of his body She moaned against his large member, which was filling her mouth, making her widen her lips as his member kicked against the walls of her mouth,A large hand moved to her throat and she whimpered.Her brown eyes were wet with tears, of joy? She could not comprehend what it was.But her limpid gaze met his tawny ones, and her heart pounded fiercely.She slid her hand, for she was balancing on one as she knelt on all fours before him, while O’Grady lay, watching them, stroking his erection.Her eyes were worshipful, and Finn St Just grunted, his hand tightening, the speed of his thrusts increasing in ferocity.He held the back of her hea
Expecting some real action, Bianca cheerfully allowed her Masters to lead her to the bed.She followed the two men meekly, but she was trembling with anticipation. Excitement.She had already made up her mind; she was going to talk about the elephant in the room, frankly and with no inhibitions.It was time to tell them about their changed attitude to the activities in bed, after O’Grady had given her a chaste kiss and asked her to turn around and go to sleep, the previous night.*Yet even as she entered the room, the atmosphere changed.Bianca caught the conspiratory look passing between them; knew that they had no intention of taking her to bed the way SHE wanted it to be.Overcome with frustration and a slow-burning rage, she slammed the bedrom inner door as she entered behind them.The brothers turned to look at her, mildly startled. They had had no intention of carrying out their threats, she thought in disappointment as their gazes slid over her half-naked form and quickly shi
When the Delano twins, Louis and Dominick, declared that they were going ahead with their wedding plans in the coming month, St Just and O’Grady decided that they wanted to make Bianca ’an honest woman,’ as O’Grady put it.The happy news was broken during the weekend.Louis and his fiancée had come to visit. Serena was glowing and Bianca hugged her friend in joy.Looking down at her clasped hands, Serena said, her voice a little subdued,“We’re …starting a family…I mean…”Roxanne, who had also come for lunch, was thrilled. Bianca threw her arms around Serena as Roxanne cried out in delight, “You’re pregnant?”Serena blushed, a faint pink staining her cheekbones as he avoided her friend's eyes.“Ummm…yes…” she said softly, twisting her hands in her lap as she continued,“Louis is adamant. He wants us to get married before…”She did not get to say anything more. Roxanne flew at her, hugging her.When the friends had separated with a big hug, Serena was laughing and crying.“I wish my D
Baby Cian was a handful.He expected to be fed continuously to Bianca’s exasperation. And to make matters worse, her masters pressured her to keep doing so. At one point, she stood, her hands on her hips, glowering at them as she snapped,“Let’s get this straight, men, I’m not a milch cow!”O’Grady
Although she had dozed off after such a fulfilling experience, Bianca awoke with a start; baby Cian was bringing the house down, screaming and throwing a right royal tantrum. Scrabbling to get into her shirt and her shorts, all of which lay scattered on the floor, she leapt over St Just’s supine f
Bianca was dozing on the large couch, her baby on her chest. Feeding him had become a joyful experience, and she loved the feel of his toothless little gums on her nipples, suckling greedily.Stroking baby Cian’s head of soft brown hair, she mused silently, that her son looked more like Finn St Jus
Bianca had been gung ho about attending Roxanne’s party, the celebratory party, where both Van Dyke and Roxanne would finally come together, leaving all their differences of the pat aside.It had been Bianca’s idea to make sure that Van Dyke did not see Roxanne in the ethereal outfit she and Serena







