Heather POV We just sat there. After a few minutes, Lucas then pulled out his phone and called someone. I didn’t know who until Shane answered the phone. “Hey Lucas, is everything OK?” “Everything is fine. I just want to call you and tell you one of the things that Heather gave us for Christmas. It was the first thing she gave us this morning.” Lucas tells his Dad. “Son, I love you, but I don’t want to know what kind of sexual things you and your brother do with Heather. Because as far as I’m concerned, she is a sweet, innocent girl who will be a virgin even if she makes me a Grandfather multiple times over.” “Dad, that is not what I was going to tell you,” Lucas says in a huff. “Multiple?” I whispered “Was that Heather?” Shane asks. “Yes, Dad it was, and I’m here too,” Reed says. “Well, Merry Christmas to you all,” Shane says. “You heard me right, Heather, you’re going to stay sweet and innocent and not let my boys corrupt you.” “Yes, Shane, I will do my best,” I answer him w
Lucas POV We noticed that Heather had fallen asleep while we cleaned, so we did the prep work for supper. We could hear her chuckle in her sleep every once in a while. She looked so cute. Reed had covered her up with a throw that was there. “I don’t want to wake her, but I want to know what she thinks of the gifts we got her,” I whispered to Reed. The two of us were standing at the end of the couch just staring at her like a couple of creeps, but we couldn’t help it, she was just so beautiful. I didn’t know what she was dreaming about, but you could see the emotions playing across her face. Happy, sad, mad and just out-and-out pissed. I did notice that when she got pissed there seemed to be what I can only describe as electricity in the air. You know that feeling during a thunderstorm. We sat on the floor in front of the couch and started looking for something on TV to pass the time. I don’t know if it’s the fact that Reed and I have been go, go, go so much lately. Between the stuff w
Reed POV Oh Goddess, we did it again. We fucked up. She thinks that we're pushing her. That we are not thinking about what she wants. We just want to make sure that she knows that this is what we want when she is ready. It could take until we are fifty for her to be ready. We don’t care. But she will be the only woman that we marry. The ring wasn’t even something we were looking for. We already had the bracelet. But when we first got into town yesterday, we had stopped at the butcher shop on the main street to grab the steaks. As we were on the way back to the truck, we had passed a small jewelry store. Flashback “Yeah, that butcher shop that Nolan told us about is just up here,” Lucas says as I park the truck. Coming out of the butcher shop with our steaks in hand, we headed for the truck. This was our last stop before heading to Heather. I was about to step off the curb to go to the driver’s door but something shiny caught my eye. Both Lucas and I turned towards the shop at the sa
Possible Trauma Triggers Heather POV Reed slides off the couch to his knees and crawls towards me with Lucas at his side. Taking my hand in his, he glides his thumb over the ring. “Does this mean what I think it means?” Reed asks with hope in his voice. “I have some things I need to tell you first.” Lucas takes my hand from Reed and runs his finger over the ring. “There is nothing you could tell us that would make it, so we didn’t want this, Mo leannan.” He says as he brings my left hand to his lips and kisses my knuckles. “You say that now. Let’s get supper going, then while it cooks and we eat I will fill you in on what Indigo told me while I was sleeping. Then you can make up your mind if this is still what you want.” They both stand and reach a hand out to help me up. Since the guys had done most of the prep work earlier, it only took about fifteen minutes to have things ready for the oven. I put the kettle on for tea as I was standing waiting for it, Lucas walked over and c
Heather POVI took a sip of my tea and watched Reed and Lucas over the rim trying to gauge their reaction. I know they’re smart and should be able to add everything up. There was a lot of information and I don’t know if I worded things right. I may have repeated things or even missed things.Reed looks at me, taking a deep breath and exhaling, he says. “So, if my understanding is right, your Mom and Dad had the souls of the people who were supposed to be the parents of the hybrid child that Indigo was made for. Am I right so far?” Reed asks.“Yes, that is how I understood it when Indigo told me. It’s a lot to take in and, like I said, there have been so many beings with their fingers in this whole mess it is hard to keep it all straight.”“OK, OK,” Reed mumbles as he crosses something off their list.“So that makes you the hybrid child. Right?” Lucas asks. I just nodded my head.“And that makes us your protectors?” Reed asks cautiously. I nod again.The two just sit there for a few mi
Reed POV Wow, I can’t believe what Heather is telling us. It’s a lot to take in, but so much is starting to make sense, like all the crap with Keegan. We may never have been the best of friends, but I liked the guy. Even when he showed an interest in Heather back when we cheated on her, I thought that he was a nice enough guy for her. This explains his personality shift and why we all thought it wasn’t him in control because he wasn’t. One of the things that bothers me though is that the whole thing in the woods with Sophie was influenced by this Alpha Bastard. We have been able to tell that he has no respect for women, so how much of Sophie’s behaviour over the years has been her own doing from all the sleeping around and getting pregnant. This guy could have just been playing with her to get his rocks off. The bitchiness could have just been a frustration thing because she didn’t know why she was doing what she was doing. Shit. I think some of the biggest known supposed bad guy vil
Heather POV Every muscle in my body was sore, but it was a good kind of sore. Reed and Lucas had been true to their word. They had pleasured all night long. They didn’t stop when I’d begged them to. They waited for me to use my safe word, Lucas saying that now I had a better understanding of what my limits were. Both of them kept their boxers on the whole time. Just like they said, they only wanted to please me. I know that they had cum a few times in their boxers. I’d seen the evidence of it. Afterward, the three of us drifted off to sleep in a warm satisfied lump on the bed. I must say it is one of my most memorable Christmases. Stretching, I realize I’m in bed alone. I gingerly sat up like I said everything was sore. I go into the bathroom, do my business and take a quick shower. Standing in front of the mirror on my closet door, I can see the two marks on my neck along with all the other small hickeys and fingerprint marks that cover my body, evidence of our playtime. They don’t h
Heather POV Reed and Lucas still insist that they pamper me, so I am sitting on the counter, which seems to be becoming a thing with them. “Why is it when the two of you cook and won’t let me help that you want me sitting on the counter?” I asked because I was starting to wonder about that. “Well you see Mo leannan, it is easier to do this when you’re right, here close,” Lucas says as he steps between my legs cups the sides of my face and connects his lips with mine. He slides his fingers into my hair, tilting my head, so he can deepen the kiss. The feel of my chest pressed to his, his fingers tangled in my hair caused a moan to escape my lips and Lucas took full advantage of that to slip his tongue into my mouth to tango mine. I bring my legs up to wrap around his waist, causing my skirt to ride up so that when I pull myself to the edge of the counter, my bare center is pressed to the bulge in his pants. As I grind against his hardened length, he tightens his grip on my hair and gro