Shane I hated seeing the look of terror that Rune failed to hide as I glanced at her through the window. The man, Damian as Rune had informed me, was still struggling against the hold I had him in, but it took little effort to keep him subdued for a few minutes. Notwithstanding, I didn’t plan to stand here with him all night until the police arrived. I needed to be holding my girl, making sure her and the kids were alright. With that thought in mind, I raised my voice, gaining Rune’s full attention as I questioned, “Can you find me some rope or something I can use to tie him up with until the police arrive, baby?” I’d tacked on the endearment out of habit, not considering how it would affect the male I was restraining, and he managed to break free with a sudden surge of power as I finished speaking. The pained whimper Rune let out in response was like a dagger being plunged straight through my heart, but I kept my focus on Damian, landing a powerful blow to his abdomen as he tried
Micah I knew it. I fucking knew it. Every part of me had rebelled at the thought of leaving Rune alone when she was somewhere unsafe, and I hadn’t stopped being troubled by it ever since I’d initially pulled up outside her crumbling home. Shane’s phone call had been the final straw, and I knew there was no way I was leaving her again, at least not until I felt better about her safety. The side trip to the lumber store didn’t take long, but it was more time that I had to spend away from Rune. Trying to relax, I reminded myself that Shane was there with her and the kids, and he would die before he let anything happen to our girl or the people she cared for. Damn. I’d slipped into that plural without thinking about it. Maybe this odd relationship could work out. Rune appeared to need all the protection she could get, after all, and I was in too deep to give up now. As I pulled up outside the huge Victorian house, I noticed that the police were already on their way out. Good. Hopeful
Micah Rune reacted exactly as I expected she would, shoving against my chest with her left hand and Shane’s with her right to put some space between us as she moved away from the wall, eyeing both Shane and I as she said, “You guys don’t just get to make decisions about my life. What happened to you being pissed about me working from home, Micah?” While I couldn’t deny there was some truth behind her words, I’d been doing a lot of thinking about my behavior when we’d first crossed paths again at the office, and Shane had also made a few comments about Griffin Fashion’s flexibility when it came to scheduling. It would take some time to get the rules changed in writing, but I’d already decided it would be in the company’s best interest to take another look at how things were done on an operational level. As it happened, I had talked with my dad about it earlier today, and he’d apparently been making exceptions to several rules over the years anyway. He just hadn’t bothered to go thr
Rune Resisting Micah was a walk in the park in theory, but all my resolve went hurtling out the window the second he’d put his hands on me. I was a goner, totally lost in the haze that descended when we came together. The same thing happened when Shane was nearby, but he wasn’t quite as prickly as his friend, so it took more effort to keep myself in check when he was added to the mix, especially when he went and did heartwarming things like trying to connect with my son. Plus, Micah leaving me alone to retrieve the supplies he’d brought with him had given me plenty of time to reflect on how everything was unfolding. Roman and Isla’s own sperm donor had taken off when their mom Belinda had gotten the first diagnosis. Derek turned up every now and then looking for money where there wasn’t any, but he’d been absent for so long now that I wasn’t sure whether something had finally happened to him or not. It was one of the main reasons I was finally able to proceed with the adoption proc
Rune Somehow, I made it through the rest of the night without demanding one or both of the guys strip out of their clothes. I had a difficult time keeping my mind in check while I watched their muscles strain as they worked on boarding up the broken window in my room. My body felt like it was on fire, and the molten lava flowing through me only intensified with the state of my dreams as I’d slept later that night. I couldn’t stop squirming, knowing Shane and Micah were right down the hall, crammed together on the pull-out sofa in the living room. While I felt a little bad about that, I really didn’t have any other alternative to offer unless one of them wanted to sleep with the princess sheets in Isla’s empty twin-sized bed upstairs. Something told me they wouldn’t like that option any better, and I secretly relished in the idea of them being close by as I slept, so I’d remained silent altogether on the matter. Initially, I’d been worried about the possibility of having nightma
Rune I’d reveled in the free afternoon with the kids, having accomplished a lot in the absence of having to take care of my normal responsibilities, as well as eliminating any driving time to and from the office that I would’ve typically been out of commission for. Micah spent the rest of the morning working remotely from the living room, and it was nice to collaborate with him on a few ideas of how to improve the work life experience for the editors. I was happy that he clearly intended to follow through with his plans to bring Griffin Fashion into the twenty-first century, and I loved the fact that he valued my opinion enough to ask for my input. Therefore, I was able to get more than average done today, and the prospect of having interns to help out in the future aided me in reducing the stress levels I felt overall. Shane had spent the majority of the day replacing the shoddy parts on my car and performing all the general upkeep that I’d neglected over the last few months. As
Shane Holy shit. It felt like I’d been waiting ages for the chance to get my lips on Rune’s again, even if it had only been since last night in reality. I wanted her desperately, and my rock-hard cock could attest to that, something she soon found out for herself when she flew into my arms out of nowhere. Did I complain? Hell no. Without a moment of hesitation, I crushed my mouth against hers, savoring the delectable vanilla flavor that was purely Rune. Wasting no time, I pressed her up against the wall, letting my hands explore the curves of her body seemingly of their own accord. I couldn’t resist grinding my dick against her as she wrapped her legs around my waist, and I lost myself in the moment, taking everything that she was giving me and demanding more still. My hunger for Rune was on the verge of taking over completely, but somehow, I managed to maintain a shred of sanity, giving me the foresight that I needed to carry my girl down the hall and into the master bedroom w
Micah It’d taken every ounce of the restraint that I’d honed over the years to force myself to step foot outside that room with Rune lying naked and needy between the thin fabric of the sheets. I’d seen the way she’d fidgeted with both Shane and my gazes trained on her in her barely clothed state, in spite of how sated my closest friend had likely left her beforehand, but there was fear in her mien as well. Just the same, I’d known we would have to tread carefully moving forward, and that was one of the main reasons I’d made myself leave the room when I did. Well, that, and the repeated din of knocking coming from the direction of the front door. Reaching the door in the middle of the racket, I didn’t waste time in opening it, giving the man on the outside a glare that would scare most other men in the span of a heartbeat, but he didn’t seem concerned as I snapped out, “There’s a child here trying to sleep. We would appreciate you keeping it down.” Guffawing disdainfully, the guy
Shane “So, are you guys going to tell me the whole story now?” I asked once Isla and Roman were tucked into bed, having already ensured the house was secure earlier in the evening with my shadow’s help. Roman seemed to have taken a real shine to me, and I was determined to be the best role model I could be for him, knowing I’d done a shit job of emanating that with my sister. I ran through the things I’d taken note of as I’d observed the kids’ and adults’ behavior since Rune and Micah had returned home as I waited for someone to start the discussion, recalling a few worrisome thoughts I’d put a pin in until later. Rune had given her son a brief rundown of why his sister was injured, but it was obvious at the time that her explanation had been missing quite a bit. Isla evidently had a broken leg and had a few nasty bruises and scrapes that I could see, but I didn’t believe for one second that her injuries had come from her falling down the stairs unless something had caused her to
Shane Micah’s message wasn’t surprising in the slightest, and it only served to fuel the ire spreading rampant through my system. I’d never been a fan of Rune’s friend Kira, having seen what her idea of ‘watching’ little ones was from the beginning, but I’d been able to push my reserve to the side when my girl had explained how close she was with the other female and all she’d done for her. It helped that Kira had seemed to be doing better with the task the last time we’d interacted together, but I could see that my intuition had been right from the get-go. In any case, I was positive that Rune’s emotions had to be running the gamut, and I was glad that Micah was the one she’d asked to join her in the back with Isla, knowing he would be able to soothe both girls’ frayed emotions far better than I could for the time being. My go-to in stressful situations was humor, but I highly doubted that Rune and Isla would find anything funny at the moment. I’d noted a few curious looks and e
Rune The change in Kira’s features was damn near palpable after Isla revealed the truth, a truth that my former friend had evidently been hiding for a very long time. I wasn’t naïve enough to believe whatever relationship she’d had with him was new based on her reaction, but I was determined to learn everything I could about her involvement with my children’s father now that I was in the know. Derek hanging around could jeopardize what I was trying to accomplish with Roman and Isla, and there was no way in hell I was going to let that deadbeat delay my kids having a permanent stable home any longer. After years of back and forth with him stalling through the legal system, less than two weeks were remaining before he finally lost his rights altogether. He’d been nothing but a thorn in my side since Belinda had passed away, naming me as the children’s guardian, but I knew he didn’t give a shit about what happened to either child. I was well aware that he only wanted the government
Rune Shane’s words trickled through my brain, slowly registering through the fog that had set in due to all the mental uproar I’d already been experiencing so early on in the day, but the only thought running through my mind once I comprehended what he was telling us was, “What the fuck?” I saw red, and I was intent on flying out of the vehicle with only one thought seared into my head -Kiki was going to face my wrath. I barely noticed the ache the seatbelt strap caused as it dug into the flesh on my upper chest where my tank top had left it exposed, but it did briefly prevent me from advancing forward, only causing my anger to simmer in the forefront of my mind at the delay. Somehow, I managed to unbuckle the latch in my rattled state as I simultaneously flung the car door open, and then I was storming across the relatively short distance separating Kiki’s and my houses. Some small part of me recognized that I was behaving irrationally, but it didn’t take much for my ire to drown
Rune Yawning, I rubbed my hands over my face before concentrating on pouring myself another cup of coffee, feeling a slight thrill at not having had to make it myself like usual. I could already see how easy it would be to get used to having someone else around to help out, or two someone’s in my case, but there was still that voice in the back of my head that worried things were going too smoothly. Some part of me kept waiting for the other shoe to drop, having experienced near constant turmoil in my life it seemed, and nothing I told myself could make that anxiety disappear. Subtly, I glanced over to where Micah was sitting, his laptop opened at the table as he steadily worked to clear the backlog of emails that had been piling up ever since he’d been devoting more and more time to my children and I. The apprehension only continued to coil low in my belly as I realized the full extent that I was affecting my males’ lives to. It was to the point that I almost overfilled my cup w
I am so sorry I haven't been uploading. I swear I'm working on it. My life is just hectic at the moment. I lost my babysitter for standing up for my son, and I'm struggling to find another one I trust and can afford. I'm doing my best. Things are just rough for me for the time being. I've outlined the rest of this novel, but I've been too stressed to sit down and focus on what I want to write. I have to write at least 100 words to post this update, so this is me writing nonsense to meet the quota.
Micah “What messages? What’s going on guys?” Rune’s bell-like voice rung out less than a minute later, slicing through the palpable pressure in the large open area that made up the kitchen and living room. Startled, I turned from where I’d been slouched in a chair at the table, jumping to my feet as my eyes connected with Rune’s sleepy, silver-gray orbs. I was surprised Shane hadn’t noticed her arrival with his view of the hall, but I wasn’t upset that she had overheard us either, guessing I had just missed her when I’d rotated in my seat to look in the direction of where she had been dozing prior. “Good morning, sweetheart. How did you sleep?” I asked, wrapping my arms around her as I did so, and I relaxed some as she willingly accepted my gesture. Shane didn’t need me to lead by example, already moving towards our girl the instant he’d realized we weren’t alone any longer. It appeared that I needed to get my reflexes checked if this morning was anything to go by. That was twice
Micah The day had gone off without a hitch to my relief, and I was well sated with Rune resting in my arms where she belonged, Shane’s big body scrunched up on her other side. It was a tight fit for us all in her queen size bed, the mattress not having been intended for one average height woman and two men over six feet tall, but it only meant I got to hold her closer to me all night. Even so, I felt confident that Shane planned to order her a bigger bed at some point, the other male preferring to have room to stretch out as he slept, but he was wisely waiting for a less hectic moment to spring the change on Rune. We would have to have a deeper discussion about living together more permanently after she was out of danger, which I wasn’t convinced she would be until that bastard was behind bars permanently, or dead, but I was content to follow her to the ends of the earth, regardless. Thus far, she’d been resistant to any attempt on our part to aid her in any way, especially when t
Rune Shane’s lips slammed over mine in a bruising kiss, keeping my pulse rising as I felt someone’s hand glide sensuously down my side and over the curve of my hip. The positioning of it told me it was likely Micah, but I didn’t give a damn who the appendage belonged to when two calloused digits met my sopping wet center, making me whimper with the feeling of them thrusting into my heat without warning. Gasping for air, I tried to catch my breath as Shane’s attention also moved to more erogenous areas on my body, but they gave me no measure, two mouths and four hands being capable of a hell of a lot as it turned out. Heretofore, my one-on-one experiences with the men had scarcely prepared me for the intensity of the moment, and I knew I would swiftly become addicted to the feeling of ecstasy that was coursing through my body, of being at the center of their attention. Someone plucked at the taut buds my nipples had become, but I kept my eyes sealed shut, not caring which male was