Broke Down: My Over the Top Possessive Alpha Harem

by Sharan Daire

  I’d also never tried to have sex with two kids nearby. Sure they’d be asleep, but Allie was a light sleeper. It’d be awkward in the morning, too. If they came running in to get help with breakfast, and there I slept bare-ass naked with a man.

  The thought made me giggle self-consciously as we put the kids to bed. Derek read them a story. Then another, because you could never read just one for Allie. He said good night and stepped back, making room for me to tuck them in and kiss them good night.

  I sat on the edge of the bed. “I wanted to tell you something very important.”

  “You love us!” Allie said with a yawn.

  “Yes, of course, I’ll always love you. But I also…” I stopped a moment, shaking my head slightly to get rid of the nerves threatening to make me babble incoherently. “I wanted to let you know that I intend to ask Derek to spend the night with me tonight.”

  “Yay!” Allie clapped. “Can we watch cartoons in the morning?”

  “Absolutely.” He dropped his hand to my shoulder, squeezing gently. The warmth of his palm steadied me. “What do you say, Liam?”

  My son was silent for several long moments. He was old enough to figure out what was going on, though not the actual details. He could remember what it’d been like to come into my bedroom and see his father beside me in bed. That wouldn’t be an easy memory to replace with a new man.

  “What about Kaleb?” He finally asked.

  In that moment, all my nerves melted away. Tears burned my eyes for my sweet son, because I could hear the question in his voice. He was concerned about hurting Kaleb’s feelings, not worried about Derek being here too. “He may be here too. I liked having Kaleb spend the night last night, and I wouldn’t want him to be lonely.”

  My son might only be eight, but he was a wizard at math. He put two and two together, and asked, “And maybe Everett?”

  “Yes, and Chris.”

  “But he’s grumpy,” Allie said.

  I leaned down and kissed her forehead. “So are you if you don’t get enough sleep.”

  “And you’re grumpy without coffee.” She giggled and lifted up her stuffed dog for me to kiss. “Okay.”

  “Are we going to stay here?” Bubby asked. “At least a while?”

  My throat ached as I stroked the hair back from his eyes. He didn’t beg for more fishing trips for himself, even though I knew he’d love to go again. “Yeah. For my new job, we can live in any of the cabins here at the lodge that we’d like. Everett said there are two open right now so you could have your own room.”

  “I don’t mind sharing for now. It’s been fun. I like having everyone around. Will I go to school? It’d be fun to see Tay every day.”

  “Tay goes to the high school,” Derek said. “But I bet they’d give you a ride to school if you’d like.”

  Bubby’s eyes lit up. “Oh, cool. ‘Night, Mom. ‘Night, Derek.”

  “Good night,” I whispered as I kissed his forehead. That easily, they accepted the idea of not just one man in my life, but four. An entirely new life. A good life, far from the darkness and hopelessness we’d endured so long.

  I followed Derek back downstairs, fighting back tears. He took one look at my face and pulled me into his arms. “Hey, I’m not going to rush you, Shelby. None of us will. If you don’t want—”

  “That’s not it.” I clung to him, breathing in his scent. I’d always thought I was fairly tall, but my nose nestled in between his pectoral muscles. His broad chest and arms engulfed me, dwarfing me, yes, but also promising so much strength and comfort. “I’m just so grateful. This still doesn’t feel real. You can’t even begin to understand how hard it was before we got here.”

  He kissed the top of my head, rubbing his mouth gently in my hair. “It’s real, sugar, and it’ll never be that hard again. I promise. You and your kids will never want for anything ever again. I meant it when I said there’s no rush for anything physical. We’ll wait as long as it takes. I want to do this right.”

  I tipped my head back, sliding my hands up his chest and over his shoulders, drinking in every rock-hard inch. Rising up on my tiptoes and leaning harder against him, I cupped his cheek. “I’m going to die if you don’t get inside me.”

  DEREK

  I bent down enough to snag the backs of her thighs and hauled her up against me. She hugged her legs around my waist, her mouth hungry on mine. I carried her to the back bedroom, familiar enough with the cabin layout not to bang into anything.

  Finally. I dared to allow that sprig of hope that had rooted in my heart to burst into full bloom. She was in my arms, inhaling my lips as I set her down on the bed. She understood that we all wanted her. That we wanted to take care of her. All of us. This wasn’t a one-time thing.

  She hadn’t run for her car and sped out of the driveway. She hadn’t told us we were crazy. Even more importantly, it wasn’t just me and Kaleb on her mind. In the last few days, I’d seen her interacting with Everett and Chris too. The photoshoots had been so hot that I was surprised the camera hadn’t burst into flame.

  Leaning down, I planted my hands on either side of her on the mattress and lifted my head to break the kiss. “Are you sure?”

  She panted softly, her lips parted invitingly. Rather than answer me with words, she reached down and pulled the sweater over her head, tossing it aside.

  I leaned back enough to take a good long look at the view, letting my eyes blaze with appreciation. She didn’t wear a bra. Her breasts were heavy and full, her stomach softly rounded. The body of a mother. All too easily, I could see her belly rounded with child again.

  Our child. It didn’t matter which one.

  Gritting my teeth, I fought down the blaze of lust threatening to overwhelm my control. When I could speak again, I whispered hoarsely, “Are you done having kids?”

  “No,” she answered slowly, evidently not expecting that question. “I loved being pregnant, though I had a tougher time with Allie. My feet were always so swollen after a day at the diner. All I wanted to do was come home and rest, but I still had to take care of Liam.”

  I clenched my jaws, my fingers digging into the bedding rather than hunt down her ex and throttle his worthless ass. “The father didn’t help you?”

  She dropped her gaze to my chest and lightly stroked her fingers over me. “No.”

  She didn’t elaborate, and while I still wanted to kick the bastard’s ass, I certainly didn’t want to waste any more time spoiling this moment by dragging out her unpleasant memories. Though if she had any trauma around sex…

  I quivered at the thought of someone hurting her. Scaring her. I’d use every database and contact at my disposal to find him and make sure he paid for that unspeakable crime.

  She pulled my T-shirt up, sliding her palm beneath to stroke my bare skin. I drew back and pulled the shirt over my head, tossing it aside. “Is there anything you don’t like?”

  Her cheeks colored slightly, though she stood and unbuttoned her jeans. There wasn’t any dignified way to wriggle out of tight jeans while lying down. “I don’t really know. I don’t have that much experience, to be honest. I got married at twenty when I got pregnant with Liam.”

  I held my breath as she pushed the denim down her long, sexy legs. Her hips flared out from the dip of her waist, wicked curves that made my mouth water. She wore a small black scrap of lace that framed her pussy perfectly. With the rounded, beautiful body of a fucking goddess, she was going to make me lose my fucking mind and my control in one fell swoop.

  I tumbled her backward onto the mattress, still in my jeans. The tightness of the denim reminded me to keep my cool. It wasn’t time to bring out the big gun yet. She needed all the teasing and pleasuring I could give her first.

  Especially if her previous dickhead had been as lacking in that department as I suspected.

  Dropping to my knees beside the bed, I locked my hands around her waist and hauled her closer, using my shoulders to spread her thighs. For a moment, I just looked at he
r, drinking in the way her hair spilled across the bed. The heat in her eyes. The softness of her lips, the dart of her tongue. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, drawing my gaze to her breasts. Dusky nipples begged for my mouth.

  I rose up on the bed enough to lightly lick and suck from one breast to another. Sucking the soft flesh into my mouth. Deliberately abrading that tender skin with my beard. Just enough to make her gasp and twist against me, arching her back to offer up more of her body to me.

  She wrapped her arms around my head, her fingernails digging into my shoulders. An appetizer that only stirred my hunger even more. “I want your nails raking my back while I blow your mind.”

  Laughing shakily, she dug in a little harder with those kitten claws. “I think I could come just from this.”

  I looked up at her, giving her a wicked grin. “That sounds like a challenge.”

  Her eyes widened as I dipped my head again. “I was kidding. It’s just been a really long time since anyone touched me.”

  I closed my eyes a moment, pillowing my cheek against her. Her words wrecked me. That this glorious, sweet woman had been lonely… Aching for a kind touch. A little help. From anyone. Let alone have someone take care of her physical and emotional needs.

  Her skin was literally starved for contact. Something I’d be only too happy to give.

  Forcing my voice to stay light, I whispered, “Challenge accepted. You can’t back down now.”

  I lifted her breast in my palm while I swirled my tongue in wide, slow circles around her other nipple, making it tight and stiff. When I carefully gripped that swollen bud in my teeth, she jerked up against me on a guttural moan.

  I worked her other breast in my fingers, loving its weight and softness. I switched breasts, doing the same circles, back and forth, until both sensitive nipples were rock hard. Teeth on one, fingers pinching on the other, I added just a bit of sweet pain that sent her gasping over the edge of climax.

  Quivering against me, she clutched my head, her hips tight on my shoulders. “Please, no more. I want you inside me.”

  I licked both tips, drawing another pulse and cry from her. “Now I get to do the same to that pussy.”

  “Later,” she growled, tightening her thighs. “Please, Derek. It’s been so long since I had a man inside me.”

  I couldn’t deny her. Ever. I backed off and stood so I could strip out of the rest of my clothes. I’d stashed several condoms in both pockets to be safe, so I fished one out and ripped the packet open. I wanted kids, the more the merrier, but no way I’d throw that on her so early in our relationship. Especially before we’d finalized our complicated arrangement.

  “You look so good.” She rose up on her elbows, both to get a better look and to awkwardly crawling backward deeper into the bed. “Holy shit. I still can’t believe you’re real.”

  I paused, fighting down the urge to jump on top of her like a horny feral dog. Lazily, I pumped my dick, drawing my fingers all the way up and down its length. Making sure she had plenty of time to appreciate how good every inch was going to feel inside her. “You’re the miracle. I still can’t believe you’re willing to give us a chance.”

  Lifting her hips, she pushed the black panties down her thighs, and I was done. Done waiting. Done teasing. I’d told her she’d beg to have me inside her, but the reality was that I was perfectly willing to get down on my knees and beg her to let me give her as many orgasms as I could before I passed out.

  I slid the condom on and joined her on the bed, though I couldn’t resist a brief stop on the way up. I breathed in her scent and licked the full length of her pussy. So wet and hot and ready. We’d probably need to change the sheets every single time she let one of us make love to her. Fuck, the thought made my dick thump and surge. I’d probably die of blood loss anytime we were out of bed, wondering how wet she might be.

  I kissed her stomach. Her breasts. Her throat. Nibbling my way up her cheek to her mouth. Her legs wrapped around me, her breasts soft against my chest. She tugged on my back, silently telling me that she wanted all my weight. Trying to take it slowly, I reached down and eased into her, but fucking hell, it was agony. She was so hot and wet and tight, and the throaty cries she made tore at my control.

  I sank to the hilt with a groan. One of her hands clutched my lower back, digging in with her nails, while she shifted and moved beneath me, unable to lie still, making these incredible soft little sounds that drove me crazy. “You okay?”

  “No,” she growled against my throat. “I think someone’s packing a baseball bat.”

  I’d laugh, but I was afraid the movement would erode the last of my sanity and I’d pound out a quick climax. She’d picked me to be the first. I had to make a good impression, especially after her worthless ex. “Just don’t yell. I don’t want to have Wally run in here and bite my ass because he thinks I’m hurting you.”

  She laughed, making us both groan and shift again. “It’s not Wally I’m afraid of running in here. But yeah, no screaming. I don’t want to scare the kids.”

  Something in her tone told me that maybe they’d been scared before. I clenched my jaws, fighting down the blast of fury. I cupped her jaw, tipping her chin up so I could see her eyes. “Nobody’s going to be scared ever again.”

  Her eyes softened, her muscles melting and yielding beneath me. I hadn’t really noticed her being tense before, but now it felt like she was sucking me under in a slow, relentless whirlpool of need. I smoothed her hair back with one hand, burying my fingers in the silky tresses, while I cupped her cheek. Spreading my fingers wide, I held her head, letting her feel my strength, but also my gentleness. My size, and my care.

  Then I started stroking inside her with small, deliberate rolls of my hips. A gentle rolling wave that pulled us both along a dark, winding river. Her tongue pushed inside my mouth, teasing me with the same light thrusts. But it was her nails digging into my back that cracked my determination to last as long as possible.

  She pulled me deeper, raking upward with those nails, and I groaned into her mouth. I pulled back further, making her shudder and writhe beneath me, and I wanted more. I wanted her crying and squirming and begging for release.

  “Yes,” she moaned against my lips. “Harder.”

  A dam broke loose inside me. I shoved deeper and then hauled out. Again. I drilled her into the mattress, heaving out a grunt that rattled my teeth in my skull. Clawing at my back, she pulled her head free and buried her face against my throat, trying to stifle the sounds she made.

  Her pussy clamped down on me so hard I couldn’t pull out again. Grinding my hips, I rode the burning wave of climax tearing through my body, trying to make it last as long as possible.

  “Sorry,” I panted against her, trying not to completely crush her, though she didn’t seem to mind. “That was too damned quick.”

  She nuzzled my throat, stroking her hands up and down my back. “Only you would complain that it was too short after giving me two of the best orgasms I’ve had in my life.”

  I shifted off to the side, pulling her into my arms. “Then let me warn you, baby, the rest are going to blow your fucking mind.”

  23

  Shelby

  I’d sworn off men after Rob, and good riddance, I’d thought all those years ago. But damn. If I could have had sex like this through the years…

  And we were just getting started.

  The man who’d made me feel so badly about myself all those years had actually been really bad in bed, if tonight was any indication.

  Giddy and overwhelmed at the same time, I curled against Derek’s side, enjoying the hard planes of his chest beneath my head. There was so much to learn about each other. All the million ways to pleasure each other that didn’t involve insert tab into slot b. The small things people who cared about each other did without thinking.

  I’d always been an acts of service kind of gal. Which should have been a red flag the size of Texas with my ex. He’d never lifted a finger to help me without
me explicitly asking, and then most of the time, I’d get excuses or nastiness, until I just stopped asking.

  As he’d intended.

  In the few short days that I’d known Derek and the rest of the guys, they’d done more to help me, without me even asking, than anyone in my entire life. Either they were exceptional men, or I’d led a very sad life. Or most likely, both.

  That I actually had the choice of any of them…

  All of them…

  My pussy quivered at the thought, making my breath catch a little. Hopefully he didn’t notice.

  No such luck, not with his damned cop eyes that didn’t miss a thing. He shifted beneath me and tipped my chin up toward him. Lazily, he trailed his fingers up and down my arm while he studied my face.

  My cheeks heated and I struggled to hold his gaze, even after we’d just had sex. I’d just been intimate with him, so it was incredibly rude and selfish and yes, crazy, to be thinking about another man, when one man had just blown my mind.

  “Just so we’re clear,” he drawled, keeping his voice as gentle as his fingers. “I think it’s the fucking hottest thing in that world that you’re willing to let us share you. So if you were thinking about… say… calling my brother… I would be down for that in a heartbeat.”

  “You wouldn’t be… er… insulted?”

  He laughed, a deep belly chuckle that made something in my chest swell up so much that it hurt to breathe. “Shelby, that’s the whole point. I’m damn grateful that you picked me first, but I fully expect you to work your way through all of us, and we’re one-hundred-percent eager to be involved in anything that you could possibly think up, no matter how many of us you want in your bed at a time.”

  My mouth fell open a little, making him chuckle harder. He sat up, gently pushing me aside so he could scoot to the edge of the bed. He had the used condom in his hand, so I figured he was going to discard it and maybe clean up a little, but he bent down and rummaged around in his clothes. He tossed something over to me on the bed.