Damn my brothers, both. All last night I had dreams about Riko. Yes, some were dirty and sexy as hell of me exploring every inch of her body and making her cry out in pleasure. But then I had dreams of a wedding.
Riko was walking down the aisle at the Cathedral of the Holy Cross, wearing Nana Hazel’s wedding gown with a bright smile on her face as her eyes landed on me...on us. Which I know isn’t possible. Plural marriage is very much illegal. But her in that dress did things to do.
Then came dreams of being at an ob-gyn, crammed in a room with my brothers surrounding her on a table as the ultrasound displayed three healthy babies. I was enraptured at the sight of little limbs moving and the sound of fluttering heartbeats.
Then looking at her belly in awe that inside her petite body was a new generation of Frost. Then I was pushing a swing in a backyard, a little dark-haired child giggling while Forrest and Riko chased the other two, and Elijah was at the gri
Phew. I am so glad the brothers didn’t try to fight me about my rules. It isn’t that I don’t like them kissing me or touching me. But I can’t have them doing that here at school. It’s only my third day here, and I’m the center of nasty rumors, and I think every girl in school hates me other than Cassidy. I’d like to minimize the damage from getting worse. When they asked if my rules apply outside of school, I hadn’t answered, and now they think that’s a yes. I hadn’t even considered that I’d see them outside of school. And I rather like the idea of seeing them outside of school. Not that I’m sure how that would work. Dad would probably not approve of me going on any dates. I also still need to look around for an after-school job. But I suppose I’ll have to wait and see how things go. I ignored the looks I got as I walked into homeroom with Darius’ arm around me. Darius let me slide into his desk, which he then tried to move closer to my desk.
This whole no touching and kissing at school rule is going to be difficult. I like getting to kiss Riko. But I'll behave. None of us would do anything to upset her or that she doesn't want. So we just need to find ways to see her outside of school. Of course, that means both my brothers got to set up dates with her this weekend before me. Darius claimed Friday night to take her to dinner, and Forrest snagged Saturday to take her to the movies. But I'll get my turn.
These boys are something else. I had been worried for Elijah when he got hit during Gym Class. However, my worry didn’t stop me from laughing. There’s something so empowering knowing I’m that much a distraction. I didn’t even let Jane bother me with her glares during class. And I got along with the girls I was teamed up with. Maire, Amy, and Aleesha all seemed like nice average girls. They were kind and didn’t seem to care about the rumors about the brothers and me. I watched Elijah walk away and smile as Forrest took my hand. “Let’s go, beautiful,” he grinned, giving me a light tug. I quickly fell into step at his side. “So, how’s your day been going?” he asked. “It’s been rather good,” I answered, thinking about how Brant treated people. “I think Brant getting suspended seemed to quell much of the animosity aimed at me. During Gym Class, Amy Bannister thanked me. I guess Brant used to harass her about her weight and poke her, calling her the ‘Pillsbur
I don’t like this whole one at a time crap. I know why we decided on this. So we could help lessen the number of looks Riko was getting and the rumors going around about her. But it means I don’t get to see her between the end of our shared English class and her Trigonometry class. I miss her. Which that’s strange, right? To miss her this much just because I haven’t seen her in a few hours. I can’t wait for Friday to get here. I’m looking forward to taking her out to dinner and getting time with her outside of school. Then I can finally touch her the way I want to. But for now, I’ll just have to suffer the rest of the school week. I hurried out of my class to get to her trig class. I spotted her as she exited with my added height, her head turning as she looked around. I managed to sneak around her to come up behind her. “Looking for me, sweetheart?” I whispered near her ear. I couldn’t help but laugh as she jumped and hit me softly. “Don’t scare me l
I’ve been putting off telling my dad about my busy weekend plans. But now it’s Friday morning, and I woke up early to catch him before he left for work. My arrival at the kitchen table at 4 am surprised my father, who choked on his coffee as I sat down. “Good morning, sweetheart. Are you feeling okay? Don’t usually see you up this early,” he questioned, taking a cautious sip of his coffee. I smiled softly, trying to hide how nervous I was. Dad’s right; I don’t usually get up this early. Not since I was a little girl and would wake up early to see him before work. I used to hate the mornings I didn’t, and I woke up to my sitter, not him. Looking at him, I notice for the first time how he’s aged. I could see the grey hairs more predominantly and the number of his age lines than before. When did he get old? “Yes, I’m okay,” I assured. “I wanted to talk to you before you go to work,” I explained, rubbing the back of my neck. “I’m listening. Yo
“It is never too early or too late for some teasing,” Elijah laughed, his laugh soft. “Especially if it gets you hot and bothered,” Darius joined in the taunting. “Which are you in bed? What are you wearing?” Forrest questioned, and I could picture him smirking. I was glad they couldn’t see me because I was blushing hard. “Answer him, sweetheart,” Darius ordered. Fuck he’s as bossy as I imagined the day, I touched myself thinking of them. “Yes, I’m in bed,” I answered nervously. I hear a collective sound of groans. “And what are you wearing?” Forrest questioned. “Pajamas?” I said, hoping to get out of describing everything. This felt like if I did answer with details, it could take a turn to phone sex. “Details, beautiful. We want details,” Forrest tsked. “Would you like us to start?” Elijah offered in a husky voice. I bit my bottom lip and considered the offer. “Um, maybe. I’m not sure about this. I’ve never...,” I sighed. “We know, sweetheart. T
“Fuck, that was hot,” I groaned, sitting up and rubbing my hands over my face. “And not as awkward as I thought,” Forrest commented, getting up. “Yeah. I mean, generally, I save jerking off for the shower. But phone sex with her, even with you two in the room, didn’t bother me,” Elijah sighed, leaning on the wall by the intercom. I glanced at my brothers. Like me, they were disheveled from sleep and had a load on their chests. As if we all had the same thought, we rushed to the bathroom to see who would get to the shower first. “Fucker!” Forrest and I shouted as Elijah made it there first. “Go use one of the other bathrooms!” he called out in triumph. “Easy for him to say. He doesn’t have to risk mom or dad seeing him with a load on his chest,” Forrest grumbled. I glanced at him and then ran down the stairs to the second-floor bathroom, shutting the door in Forrest’s face. “Goddamn it!” Forrest banged on the door. “Will you stop all that r
After that phone call with them, I had to take a shower. I hadn't intended to take a long shower. So my shower ran longer than I intended as I pleasured myself. But I got to thinking about the brothers, wondering if they were showering too, which led to me thinking of them naked and getting turned on. I still thought I had time before they'd come to pick me up. How wrong I was when I saw the Frost triplet’s SUV pulling up from my bedroom window. I had rushed to dry off and at least get my robe on. I didn't want my neighbors seeing them and later telling my dad. He and I had enough issues centered around the brothers without adding to it, so I let them in. But now… now I'm not sure letting the brothers in was such a good idea. These boys make my mind go to mush when they touch me. I found myself surrounded by them, breathless from their kisses. My body was tingling as Darius caressed my skin under my robe, and Elijah tied my hands behind my back
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Growing up as a military brat, I didn’t have too many holiday traditions. Unlike my husbands, who every year growing up knew they would go cut down a tree, and they’d go to the trellis lights event. We moved enough that it was hard to maintain traditions. But there was one that even after mom died, we kept alive. Cookies.I don’t have a lot of memories of my mom, but I do remember that every Christmas eve, no matter where in the world we were, she’d have me in the kitchen with her to bake cookies for Santa.Cranberry white chocolate and walnut jam thumbprint cookies were my mom’s go-to. I think because we could get the ingredients no matter where we lived.And since having our kids, I get to share that tradition. So right now, our kitchen is abuzz with activity. Elijah and I are working with Hikari, Saki, and Akio to make cookies. Darius is holding Ryū while Forrest is taking pictures.As an early gift, my dad ordered l
My brothers and I are still reeling from how things went at the trellis lighting event. I mean, yes, the fact our sweet Hikari pushed another kid was jarring. And that kid’s mother… Joanie Walker was a piece of work. But all of that faded as the event progressed. All for the unlikely flirting between Reese and Don.When I invited Don to meet up with us at the event, I never would have guessed he’d hit it off with Reese in a million years. He’s certainly not her usual type. I’m not putting him down or anything. Don’s a great guy.I’ve never seen Reese even look twice at a guy who couldn’t at least stand a chance in an arm-wrestling match against her. Reese just came out of a bad breakup where the insecurities of lesser men once again got in the way. I don’t want Don to be a rebound.I just don’t know how to broach the subject with him or with Reese. I decided today I should just clear the ai
I have loved going to the waterfront for the light-up event since I was a kid. I loved it even more, when we started bringing Riko with us. Even if we got looks and people whispered about us. Those whispers didn’t get better after we started having kids. But I will never let the opinions of others impede my enjoyment of the event. As I was unloading the van, I felt arms wrap around me and literally lift me off the ground in a bear hug. “Hey, cousin!” Clay greeted, squeezing me harder. I rolled my eyes because this is just how my cousin is. He wants a reaction to indicate that he’s stronger than me. Which okay, he is. Like his father, Clay works hard in the construction company and has won some bodybuilding competitions. But I’m not going to give him the satisfaction of knowing he’s stronger than me. “Put my Bampás down,” Saki glared up at Clay and kicked him in the ankle. I snickered at my little girl coming to my rescue. “You gonna make me, p
In our family, there are only three traditions. The big holiday party at Frost manor has been a tradition since well the estate was built. But it was primarily a big deal in Hazel Frost’s day. It’s a big deal with the whole family and the influential people that run in the Frost social circle.Eye Roll! I could care less about rubbing elbows with politicians, lawyers, movie stars, and business owners of fortune 500 companies. They are not my style. And not really my brothers’ style either. We’ve been lucky the last few years to decline the invite because we have little ones. Before the kids, we didn’t get much choice but always ducked out early with Riko.The last time we went was the party the year we got married. We left after I decked Brant Jones for pinching Riko’s ass and asking if she’d like to give hi
When my husbands said they had a spa day planned, they really meant it. My day started with a body wrap, manicure and pedicure, facial, and then a couples massage where thankfully the staff didn’t say a word that it was me and all three of my husbands. I appreciated the lack of judgment.After our massages, my husbands sent me to change into an outfit of their choosing. I was a little concerned it would be something dirty and scandalous. But I found a beautiful sleeveless wrap dress with a flutter hem in a blush pink with floral print hanging in the changing room.I, of course, spoke too soon about the nothing scandalous part as I found a soft pink floral applique longline demi-bra and thong set where my maternity bra and panties had been. I sig
This getaway was more needed than I wanted to admit. I miss my children. God, I miss them. And that's why I feel like a terrible mother because a large part of me is happy to be away from them. Maybe I should see my therapist like my loving husbands have been suggesting since before Thanksgiving. I haven't wanted to admit it. But maybe I really do have postpartum depression. I don't want to feel this way. It isn't good for me. And it's not fair to my kids, especially Ryū. Why am I contemplating my mental health while wrapped in the warm, loving arms of Forrest at five in the morning? Because I woke up to my breasts aching, needing to be pumped, fighting my tears at how much I miss my baby. "Riko? Baby? What's wrong?" Forrest's groggy voice question
The glass-bottom boat was really cool. Getting that view of all the sea life in waters deeper than we were snorkeling earlier. We got some more great pictures to show the kids and other family members when we get back.I know Cassidy was miffed that we were going on this trip. Not that she said anything to us, but Collin grumbled about showing him up. I told him to step his game up. Can’t keep doing the same shit. He needs to keep her on her toes.Tonight we shared another dinner on the terrace of the villa together. We have a plan for tomorrow that will knock our wife’s socks off. And with luck, everything else she’s wearing. This was a getaway to remember. Great views, great food, and even better company. Yet, I still miss the kids. We’ll have t
I miss my kids. I miss waking up to my girls jumping on my bed shouting for me to get up before they eat all the cocoa puffs. I love those little hellions. They are so mine it’s not funny. Not to say I don’t miss my boys. Hikari and his sweet smile and a big hug when I would get downstairs. I miss Ryū so damn much. His sweet baby smell and the weight of his little body as he slept on my chest. “Get up.” Darius grunted, shoving me out of bed. “Why are you and Elijah so mean. I’m going to enjoy not waking up to either of you tomorrow.” I grumbled, rubbing sleep from my eyes. “What, I thought you’d be missing your violent wake-up call from the twins. I’m not jumping on the bed, so this is the best you get.” Darius taunted that same devious gleam in his eyes our girls often have. I sighed and rolled