He wasn't even out the door before Callista pounced on me. Her wine-soaked tongue rubbed against mine relentlessly. Was her husband not giving her what she needed? I wouldn't think that's the case. Perhaps it's the alcohol. I wrapped my arms around her waist and lifted her to Bartop effortlessly. I shifted between her splayed legs, purchasing her underwear. "My, we're eager, aren't we?" she broke the silence. "Is this not what you want?" I seized her dress and ripped it up the center. Her eyes widened as she gazed down upon her exposed body. Her black lace bra fell over her shoulder as her dress fell farther down her arms. My hands searched her body with intent. I slid up her toned back to release the hook of her bra and latched onto her nipple. "Ugh!" Callista cried beneath me. Her skin was soft and tender against my lips. I licked the tip of her nipple and felt her hand clasp onto the nape of my neck. I propped myself above her with my right hand as I slid the other
It still didn't make sense to me. Someone should have told me they also met during Callista's and my meeting the past two days. She knew who Eric was to me, and he knew what Callista was to me. We haven't been close lately and talked less, but this was significant. I looked him in the eye and knew him long enough to know he was telling me the truth. "So all of this just to get to me?" I clarified. Eric gave a slight nod before running his hand through his hair. I finished my coffee, and he finally spoke for what seemed like an eternity. "I told you," he reminded, "Last time, I wanted it to be me to take your virginity. When I met Callista, she made an offer to let me join in on your "fun." I pressed my tongue to the inside of my cheek. This situation is annoying for various reasons, but I can enjoy it while he's here. Our eyes met. I could see his desire for me. What he wanted and needed was me. I honestly couldn't say the same thing, though. I do like the thought of having h
"This yacht is stunning," Tanya gasped. She was right. It was huge. It had three massive levels and something I'd never been on. I've never been out of the city, let alone sail in the ocean. There were many people there, both men and women, one looking more luxurious than the next. Luckily, I had Tanya change into one of the outfits at Callista's home. She insisted. "What are we doing here again," Tanya asked. "I'm not sure," I replied. "No," she lowered her tone and seized my arm, "I meant we, as in Eric as well." "That is something we need a drink for," I stated as we exited the yacht. We weaved through the crowd of wealthy people to the inside of the yacht. It was beautiful. The dark oak was so breathtaking; the mere architecture of it was well worth the price. We sat in luxurious leather bar chairs before setting down our Louis Vuitton handbags. "Two skinny margaritas with Clix vodka, please," I ordered. "So-" Tanya started. I put my finger up as the drinks we
I made my way to the second level of the yacht, where Callista and Eric were talking at separate tables. Callista was talking to a short, blond-haired older woman. Her paid tan was nearly orange, and her teeth were bleached ultra-white. The massive diamonds around her wrist and neck showcased her money and body. The bathing suit she had on must have been from Victoria's Secret. Her Louis Biutton Heels accentuated her near-perfect physique, which she proudly displayed. I saw Callista caress her forearm with a seductive smile. The same one she gives to me. Was this female someone she'd already been with before me? "What's the plan?" Tanya asked. I glanced over at her. A devious smile overtook me, "Go mingle. Get to know them and let me know what they are about. I'm going to get to know the people I'm fucking." We cheer once more before going our separate ways. I made my way over to Callista in stride. "Hello again," Roy appeared before me. "Not such a coincidence. We are
There was no way in hell I would ever put Tanya in that position. If she wanted to get to know him, then that's fine, but I'd never pimp her out. She mattered too much to me. I made my way out after Callista to be cut short by Tanya. She looked at me, her eyes widening like I was caught with my hand in the cookie jar. "Follow me," Tanya guided me, pulling me off. "What?" I giggled. She twirled around and began to search through her bag. Once she pulled out her compact, she handed it to me. The mirror revealed a red smear of lipstick all around my mouth. I couldn't help but smile as Tanya gave me a makeup wipe to remove Callista's lipstick. "You you trying to" "Hahaha!" I belted out. "Stop laughing!" Tanya forced out through her laughter. She snatched the wipe from my grasp and began cleaning up my face. I felt like a child, but the laughter continued between us for some reason, "So this is what you were doing. I was looking for you everywhere." "My bad," my giggling began
I sat there alone in Baldwin's kitchen. It was the following day. Eric had a client, and Tanya had left with Roy, so I went home with them. Nothing happened, though; we just got back, and the sun was rising. I'm not going to lie; I wouldn't mind a line of cocaine right now. I was out of it from all the alcohol and being awake for nearly 24 hrs. I saw Callista sauntering from the stairwell, a look of victory in her eyes. I gave a devious smile in reply. She came over to me and pecked me on the lips before placing a slip of paper in front of me. It was a cashier's check for 20,000 dollars. I hid my joy. It was more than I thought she'd give me. "Happy with the outcome?" I smugly asked. "Among other things," she giggled. "They left together," I confirmed, "I was surprised myself. I wouldn't take him for her type." "She's safe. We've known him for decades," she reassured me, "I can tell you care for her." "She's like family," I confirmed. "So," I sighed from exhaustion, "What
"So," Roy started. He's rich, but I still stand by what I said earlier. He has many women filtering in and out, probably multiple at once. He was attractive, though. His sun-kissed skin accentuated the silver streaks throughout his black hair. It was long and brushed back out of his face but not long enough to put in a ponytail. His rich man's cologne oozed money, and his diamond-studded Rolex added to the luxury. He knew he was attractive and used it to his advantage often. He knew he barely had to try. His appearance showed it all—an absolute bachelor. "Tanya," he continued while sipping his drink, "How do you know the Baldwins?" "Just a friend, newly acquainted," I embellished, "How do you?" "I'm their business partner. We met in our early twenties. The three of us were a wild trio back then. Callista had so much spunk to her, and Dimitri had his drive; I had my creativity. We were unstoppable," he started. He glanced down at his drink, reminiscing and sad simultaneously. "
"So that pretty much sums it up," Tanya explained. "I have to admit," I started, "I never would have pegged Roy as your type. I mean, do you think he's a sleazy guy with all these chicks coming around? Or did you say that because you feel you're not good enough to catch his eye." "Careful," Tanya warned. "Hey, I love you and know you could wrap him around your finger, begging for you," I smirked. She looked at my response quizzically. She was not judgmental but more surprised and proud: "You're finally starting to grow into your own." "You hate?" I asked. "I like. I never knew this would be the woman you'd start to become, but I don't hate it," she smiled. Before we could say anything, there was a knock on the door. I looked at Tanya in confusion before Dimitri descended the stairs. His black shirt was completely unbuttoned, and a rich man's belt held up his jeans. Perfect touseled hair and barefoot. He looked up, and our eyes met briefly. I know I gave him sex eyes, and he s
Only a few doctors in Ireland could get me a DNA test. Zeus did this on purpose, and he knew it. There was no way he couldn't find out who Aodhan's father was, and he had to change his money within the blink of an eye to ensure he was his father. "You knew what you were doing. Admit it, Zeus. You've always been a conniving, selfish man," Dimitri commented. Ivy wants to go back home and have a doctor of her choosing. Not to ensure that there were very few near here, so few that you could manipulate it into ending the way you want." "Which is what, exactly?" Zeus sighed, "Is this because I punished you? Are you still not over that?" "You're lucky I didn't kill you," Dimitri growled. "Did you like what I did to you? Is that it? Do you care about me-" Dimitri swung, his fist landing its target, Zeus's chin. Zeus staggered, a small trickle of crimson blood seeping from the corner of his lips. The sadistic smile that came across his face said it all. The blood coming across
"There's no way Rowan is your son," I stated, "I'm going to do this DNA test with a doctor I choose. One you have never met and will never meet. Doctor Rick can go fuck himself if he thinks I'll believe anything he says to me." I threw the DNA papers on the floor. Their results had to be faked. There's no way he's Aodhan's father. Then again, how would I know? If he is Aodhan's father, there's no way I'd let him know. The type of man he is scares me. "What makes you think I've ever agreed to something like that?" Zeus scoffed. I dropped my head, taking a step closer to Zeus, making sure that he knew I was serious, "If you mess with me or my son, if you even think it, I'll shoot you again." Zeus cleared his throat before walking to the window, "How am I supposed to believe that?" "You don't have a choice," I glared. "What makes you-" "Try me, Zeus!" I hollered. My voice echoing the walls of his new mansion. From all the information I gathered, Doctor Rick and his team
Zeus's hand never left my wrist until we were in the air. Strangely, he ensured we were through a bottle of champagne before speaking with me. He knew I was nicer when drunk. Asshole. "I thought I killed you," I huffed. "You're not a good shot," Zeus confessed, "But I am a good actor. "I saw the blood, the bullet hit you," I reminded. "No, Reign's bullet hit me," he corrected, "You missed entirely." "You killed Eric!" I cried while tossing my drink in his face, "You sorry, son of a bitch!" With that, Zeus sprung up, jerking me with ease, stumbling over his knee. "No!" I cried out. Zeus spanked me so hard it brought tears to my eyes. "Please! Stop!" I cried out in pain, "Agh!" Zeus abruptly tossed me to the ground as the jet landed. I rubbed my ass, the soreness made it unbearable to stand. Zeus threw me over his shoulder. "Put me down!" I demanded, "Now, Zeus!" This was all too familiar. We'd done this before. No matter how much I fought, his strength overwhe
The next few months proved to be a struggle. In addition to gaining another twenty pounds, I grew tired more frequently. Trying to keep the peace with Ariel was proven difficult; she wasn't as open to Reign and Dimitri as I was. They were there, though, the moment I went into labor. All three of them were there when I needed them most. I was now two months postpartum, and they made it so easy that I didn't even feel like a mother to my newborn son, Rowan. "Hey, we were going to go grocery shopping. Is there anything in particular you want?" Dimitri asked. "No, thanks, though," I smiled while pecking the two of them on the cheek. "Mom! Can I go with them?!" Aodhan added. "Of course," I agreed, "No sugar." "Awe!" he groaned before running after Dimitri and Reign. "Finally, alone," a deep, terrifying voice filled my spine. I opened my mouth to speak, but no words came. A silent tear of fear trickled down my cheek. I trembled, unwilling to turn and put a face to the voi
Weeks passed, and Ariel didn't pick up the phone or call. Dimitri and Regin have taken great care of my son and me. Being nearly six months pregnant, I'm starting to show. I only gained thirty pounds with Aodhan, and the doctor told me I wouldn't be getting much more significant than my first, so I wasn't worried. "Hey," Reign entered my room. I was standing in the window doorway, watching the sunset. "Are you hungry?" Reign asked, "Do you need anything from the store?" "Why do you love me?" I asked. Reign ran his hands through his hair, "No foreplay, just straight to it. Truth be told, I don't know myself. When I close my eyes, I think about fucking you. Every time. I would love to have you to myself, but Dimitri also loves you." "How do you know that?" I questioned. Reign walked gently towards me and tenderly held my left hand in his right, "Do you truly think he or I would endure knowing that you will be with whomever you want, and we'll never leave? Now that you
Dimitri continued to unsparingly spank me with his belt as Reign held me in place. I was unable to do anything but take the punishment they gave. Something cold and thick dripped down the crevice of my cheeks, causing a tremble that rattled me to my core. Before I could object, I felt a finger shove its way up my ass. "Agh-" Reign covered my mouth to prevent my son from hearing as Dimitri shoved his finger in and out of my ass relentlessly. Tears of pleasure began streaming down my cheeks. "Shh," Reign hushed as he spanked me while Dimitri's fingers were still inside. My muffled cries only encouraged the both of them more. Reign shifted beneath me, sliding a finger of his inside of my slick opening. Being fingered by both ends was something I wasn't used to. The burning pleasure and feeling my holes expanding with each thrust almost caused me to cry out in ecstasy. I dug my nails into Reign's chest and arched back into each thrust. "Fuck!" I cried out. Reign's fingers
"We're back!" Dimitri announced. "Mom! I learned how to ride a bike-" "What happened to your knee?" I interjected. "Calm down, all kids scrape their knees," Reign hushed. "I fell a few times," Aodhan said sadly, dropping his head, 'But I did it!" "He did. We got a video for you," Reign confirmed while extending his phone. I glanced at the phone and then at my son, "Why don't you go shower? Dinner's almost ready." I watched the video of Aodhan successfully learning to ride the bike for the first time—the victorious look on his face from succeeding. "You aren't going to leave, are you?' I questioned. "No," they replied in unison. "Nervously, I bit my lower lip, "Well, I work a lot with the bar, and I can't be home as often as I'd like, and Aodhan looks happy that you're here." They both perked up in a pompous way. "If I think you need to leave," I warned while closing the gap between us, "Then you leave." "We're not leaving-" "I'm not negotiating," I interr
How could this happen? How did they find out?! What do I do now? "Why don't you both just leave? You won't get the answers you want," I grimly groaned while drinking my espresso. "We know he's one of ours. We won't be leaving," Dimitri responded while cooking breakfast. "We'll both stay and raise him if you insist on not having a DNA test to see which of us is his father," Reign added. With a frustrated grunt, I tossed my espresso aside and wanted nothing more than a drink. Only I couldn't drink. This situation was making my head spin in circles. "You think you can just move into my home?" I snapped. "I think you'll let us," Dimitri replied. "Why's that?" I huffed. Dimitri's eyes met mine. Fuck. Why did he have to be so handsome? "I'm a good father, and Reign is an exceptional young man. We both love you. We'll both love Aodhan in the same way. We have a right to be in his life. He shouldn't grow up thinking he had a father that didn't love him," Dimitri stated.
The dinner was nice, but Cameron's intentions were clear. Anyone with a brain would know what he wanted. Ironically, all I could think about was Dimitri and Reign. One of them was the father of Aodhan, and now, my baby is growing in my belly. I didn't want anyone but both of them. Sure, Cameron was a very handsome young man, but I don't feel like having another man's cock shoved up in me with my son in there. I decided to talk at home; it was a beautiful, warm night. Ring. Ring. Ring. "Ariel, how's it going? Everything okay?" I answered. "Well, there's two men here, Dimitri and Reign, and they said they needed to talk to you about Aodhan?" Ariel said. I felt my heart sink to my stomach. I froze, the tightness in my throat growing, making it more and more difficult to breathe. My lips began to tingle, a numbness filling me. Without thought, I started sprinting home. "How long have they been there?" I panted. "They just got here. That's why I called," she replied, "I