Reeve (The Phoenix Boys #3)

by Amy Davies

  After following Leah for about ten minutes, I follow her into a children’s playground. She sits on a swing; she pushes off the ground and starts swinging back and forth. Her hair flies around her, following the path of her motions. She looks beautiful sitting there, lost in her thoughts. I know that she thinks that Reeve hates her but she couldn’t be more wrong, he has deeper feelings for her then he is letting on. I walk over to where she is swinging gently. She has removed her sandals and her slender legs make my dick tingle, but I know that I need to keep Mini Skeet under control for now.

  “Hey, beautiful,” I say in a hushed tone, trying not to scare her but I fail epically and she jumps and screeches.

  “Jesus fucking Christ, Skeet. Why the hell would you do that? Bloody hell, my heart is in my throat. Shit,” she says with her hand on her heart, as if she is trying to keep it in her chest.

  “Shit sorry, babe. I tried not to scare you but that didn’t work.” I laugh.

  “Obviously,” she replies. I kiss the top of her head and take the swing next to her. She gives me a small smile and turns to look forward, looking out at the lake that is near the playground.

  “He hates me, doesn’t he?” She dives right in.

  “No, beautiful, he doesn’t. Reeve is very defensive about the way he treats women, he treats them good and goes off the deep end when someone says different. Some things happened with his sister Ren and you know the thing with Lucy. What I said back at the house, I meant every word of, Lipsy. The girls know what they are getting into.” I take a deep breath and stare out at the lake, the sun is setting and the colors are mesmerizing. All the pinks, oranges and purples make for a perfect night.

  “Leah, he does feel for you very deeply and that scares him but that’s for another time and for you two only. Let’s just say it goes back to his dad’s death and things he used to see while on tour with Black Angel. I understand that you are scared about being with both of us but, baby we will take care of you. We will never force you to do anything that you don’t want to do. We will maximize your pleasure limits and you will want more I can guarantee it, babe,” I say.

  I wink at her when she turns her head towards me with a raised eyebrow.

  “I am sick of all the hot and cold moments, it’s fucking with head, Skeet and to be honest I don’t need it in my life. Too many men have walked all over me and I am not about to let Reeve bloody Phoenix do the same to me. I can’t, just can’t.” She covers her face with her hands and I move off my swing to stand in front of her. I pull her to stand in front of me and hold her close to my body, kissing her soft lips, dipping my tongue into her wet sweet mouth.

  “Baby, why don’t we go back to the house and enjoy the good food and the very good company. Maybe have a chat with Reeve, just the three of us. I know that if you want to see where this goes, whether it’s with the two of us or just Reeve, then you will need to have a chat with Juicy as well. She needs to know where you stand, with Reeve or between us.” I wink and lean in and kiss her lips; she moans and I deepen the kiss. I know I should stop but fuck she tastes and feels so fucking good. I run my hand down her body and cup her firm tight ass and squeeze and she fucking laughs into my mouth. Not moans or growls at me, but honest to God laughs. Chicks are weird.

  “I’m sorry, love. But you grabbing my arse tickled me.” She stops laughing and pulls me out of the playground and towards Lucy and Rafe’s place.

  “We need to have a talk with Reeve, which I agree on babe. I will deal with Juicy if Reeve wants to go ahead with this. A lot has to be discussed before the next level ok?” I nod and we walk hand in hand.

  We arrive back at Rafe’s place and we are laughing so hard from a joke that Leah has just told me that I stumble right through the side gate. I feel as if I am going to piss my pants if I don’t get to a bathroom or stop laughing. Everyone stops what they are doing and looks in our direction. Oops.

  “We’re back. Did you miss me?” I ask as I drag Leah over to where everyone is sitting. I see Reeve watching us from the corner of his eye; he doesn’t know what to make of any of this yet. He doesn’t know what Leah and I have talked about. As we get closer to Reeve, I feel Leah’s hand clamp around mine tighter. I squeeze back and give her a reassuring smile, which she returns.

  “Where the hell did you run off to?” Juicy asks Leah.

  “I needed some air, I needed some time to think about something I’m sure will royally piss you off but I feel I need to do this for me,” she says then turns and walks over to Reeve. He sits up a little straighter and Leah sits her ass right in his lap, in front of everyone. Good girl. Reeve wraps his arm around her waist and smiles at her.

  “We should talk, Mr. Phoenix. I’m ready when you are.” She winks at me and settles back into Reeve’s chest. I bend to kiss her lips but Reeve growls. Territorial bastard. I kiss her anyway and I hear Lucy gasp.

  “My choice, Juicy. But the boys and I will talk before anything happens. I promise you, ok?”

  “Ok, Leah. But I swear to God, Reeve Phoenix and Skeeter Reynolds, I will hunt you down, pregnant or not, and cut off your balls and feed them to you. You get me?” Reeve nods and I follow suit.

  “Fuck me, Juicy. You are all preggo scary right now. But I will not hurt her, I really fucking love my balls attached to my body, thank you very much.” Everyone laughs.

  “Oh for the love of God, will everyone please stop with all the swearing, my daughter is like eight feet from you, hearing all this shit you are spouting. Rein it the fuck in,” Ryder shouts at us. Letty, bless her heart, is covering her mouth trying to stifle her laugh. Gunner and the boys burst out laughing at Ryder.

  “Dude, you do know what you just did, right?” Gunner asks Ryder, who shakes his head. Letty stands next to Ryder and pats his head like a dog.

  “Baby, you just told everyone that they had to rein in their swearing while actually swearing at them,” Letty explains to Ry.

  “Oh, well hell,” Ryder looks to the floor and shakes his head, which makes us all laugh harder.

  Leah stands from Reeve’s lap and offers her hand to him which he takes, she looks at me. “Let’s talk boyo.”

  “Yes, Ma’am.” I salute her and follow her into the kitchen but she doesn’t stop at the kitchen, she walks straight to her bedroom. I look over my shoulder to see Reeve eye Leah curiously, I am not sure what is running through that pretty little head of her's but I sure hope that we will like it.

  “Ok, I know that you two are very experienced in the threesome world but I’m not. I have never been into it to be honest, but since Lucy told me that it is what you two do; I will admit that I looked into it.” She takes a deep breath, “It turned me on, but only certain things. I know that you both like anal play but I don’t; that doesn’t interest me at all, so if that is a problem then this will end before it even starts. What I am afraid of is wanting more but I know that you only shag girls once. Reeve, you have been hot and cold with me and I don’t know where I stand with you; do you want there to be something between us or just a one-time thing? I know that there is chemistry with us but I’m unsure what you want with me and I have to know before we get this moving.” She looks down at her hands in her lap, tracing the music bar on her wrist. Reeve speaks before me as he closes in on Leah on the bed.

  “Lipsy, I have told you that you are different but wanting you more scares the ever loving shit out of me. Do I want to fuck you? Yes. With Skeet? Fuck yes. Do I want to fuck you more than once?” he shakes his head with a smile on his face, “More than you know. But I also want you all to myself as well. I’m a selfish prick and I know that. You ok with all that?” She nods and he grabs her at the back of her neck and slams his mouth to hers; they both moan as I sit here taking it all in. I didn’t get to say shit but I think that both Leah and Reeve knew my view on this; yes I wanted her but I am not too fucking stupid to realize that Leah, my darling little Welsh cake, wants Reeve on his own and truly, I am ok with that. Reeve moves Leah so that she is now on her
back and he is lying by her side, his hand cradling her face while devouring her mouth; fuck I need in. I lay my body down on the other side of Lipsy’s body; I lean in and kiss her neck and she moans from the contact. I slowly run my hand up over her hip before letting it settle on her flat stomach; I can feel her muscles tighten, the heat coming from her body and the sounds from her throat are making my dick hard.

  Reeve breaks the kiss and slowly makes his way down her neck. I look into her eyes and see pure lust and a little uncertainty; she wants this but I know the internal battle she is having with her thoughts. She reaches for me and brings my lips down to meet hers, her warm soft lips are swollen from her kisses with Reeve, who is now sliding down the bed. Leah breaks the kiss and looks down to see what Reeve is doing. He slowly pushes her top up so her stomach is completely bare to us, kissing from her tits down to her hip bones, paying very close attention to the tattoo she has on her ribs; the colors and flowers are beautiful. She moans softly when Reeve lips her hip bone.

  “Do you want me to stop? Please don’t make me stop, Lipsy,” Reeve pleads.

  “Don’t stop,” she says between heavily lusted breaths. So much for talking.

  “Reeve, I think you should stop. We need to finish this talk.” Shit my dick is screaming at me, but I know that Leah needs this talk.

  “Cockblock. But he is right, baby.” Reeve sits up and pulls Leah into his lap. “We want you to feel comfortable in everything that we do. We won’t do anything you don’t want to but we can try anything you want. Skeet, what you got to add dude?”

  Taking a deep breath, I get it all out there. “Lipsy, baby, you know that I find you sexy as fuck and yes, I want to be with you but I also have a lot of love for my boy here,” I say pointing to Reeve, “I know that he wants you all to himself and I can’t blame him; you are a fine piece of ass.” She slaps me on the chest and laughs.

  “Knobhead.”

  “I will not get in the way of you two being together if that’s what you want. If being with the both of us scares you that much, I will step back.” Reeve looks stunned but I think deep down he knew I would do this. I have told him I have my eyes on Quinn and I know for a fact that she isn’t into what we do.

  “I want to try, Skeet. If only just the once, I want to try. Would you be ok with that, Cariad?” Cariad? What the hell?

  “What the hell is curry-head?” Reeve asks her.

  “Cariad.” She says the word more slowly this time. “Cariad means love in Welsh. It’s a term of endearment. We call everyone ‘love’ or ‘babes’ it’s a Welsh thing.”

  “Do you know how much of a turn on it is when you speak Welsh? Fuck, it makes my dick hard, Lipsy.” I lean in and kiss her, I can’t stop myself. I slide my hand under her tee; she shifts on Reeve’s lap and grips the hem of her tee and pulls it over her head to reveal a sexy as sin red lace bra. Both Reeve and I suck in a breath at how amazing her tits are, perfectly round and the perfect handful. Her hardened nipples are pushing against the lace of her bra cups. I lean forward and place a kiss to one succulent mound.

  "Fi'n caru sut mae'ch gwefusau'n teimlo ar fy nghroen. Dych chi'n 'ngwneud i'n boeth a gwlyb. Dwi angen teimlo mwy ohonoch chi, chi'ch dau."

  “Oh fucking hell, what the fuck did you just say, baby?” Reeves asks her.

  “I said ‘I love the way your lips feel against my skin, you make me hot and wet. I need to feel more of you, both of you’ in Welsh. You said you like it when I speak Welsh so…” She offers us a seductive smile.

  “Fucking wicked, beautifully wicked,” I state.

  Chapter 7

  Leah

  I wake again covered in very hot male tattooedness. I am on Reeve’s chest but I can feel a very hard but warm Skeet behind me. My heart rate picks up a little thinking about last night; I can feel my cheeks flush knowing what we did. I don’t blush ever. It was hard in the beginning to relax around them; even though the boys kept telling me it wasn’t a one-time thing, I couldn’t help but think it is and now here I am wedged between them. I’m slightly sore but it’s a delicious soreness. I kept to my no anal policy, which I will say that they both were ok with. Reeve did try and poke and prod but I put a stop to that and his face was priceless. But being with both boys was amazing; they took their time with me, they were soft and gentle and they put me first. I will admit being with two blokes wasn’t ever my thing because I always thought it was a skanky thing to do, but Reeve and Skeet made it beautiful. I wasn’t made to feel like a slag for being with two men. I can only imagine what Lucy and Rafe heard because I can tell you now that you cannot keep quiet with these two.

  I run my fingers over Reeve’s tattoo, ‘Always Remember, Never Forget.’ I know that all three Phoenix boys have it; it’s a tribute tattoo for their dad. I run my finger down over his perfectly sculpted chest, his defined six pack. For being a lead singer in a band, you wouldn’t think that his body would be like this but he is defined, not overly massive but perfect. I lift Reeve’s hand to my mouth and softly kiss the inside of his wrist. I notice that he already has a lipstick mark there; did I do that last night? I slowly slide down their bodies and kneel between them, looking at them both.

  God, I am one lucky girl.

  They both have jet black hair; Reeve’s is slightly shorter than Skeet’s but still hot. They both have two tattooed arms. Skeet has a tattoo on his left shoulder blade and I know that Reeve has the Phoenix tattoo between his shoulder blades. I know that Rafe and Ryder have the same tattoo but on different parts of their bodies.

  I run my fingers over Reeve’s hip tattoo. He has a music bar spanning from one hip bone to the other with the quote, ‘Music is the best solution to any problem’, running under the bar. Reeve shivers, which makes me jump and yelp a little; Reeve is like lightning and pulls me back down between them. I scream and can’t stop the laugh that escapes me.

  “You bastard, you scared the shit out of me,” I say, laughing.

  “You have such a way with words, beautiful,” Skeet says, before kissing me. Oh hell no, I need to brush my teeth; why didn’t I do it while they were sleeping? I scramble out from between them and dart for the bathroom.

  “Hey, where are you going? I need me some morning loving too,” Reeve shouts after me.

  “I am so not kissing either of you before brushing my teeth and I really have to pee, sorry, babes.” I am not sorry.

  My bladder is screaming at me to relieve it. I pee and wash up, brush my teeth and run a brush through my hair before joining the two very sexy men in my bed.

  I enter my room to find both of them are sitting up, leaning against the headboard, smirking at me. Little shits.

  “Nice t-shirt. I have to say, I really like you in my clothes, Lipsy.” I look down and only then do I realize that I am wearing the t-shirt that Reeve was wearing yesterday. These bloody men scramble my brain. I lick my lips and step towards the bed to join them but the bedroom doors swings open with a very pale and frantic looking Rafe standing there.

  “Guys I need help, something is wrong with Snowflake, she is having pains and she is feeling nauseous. Leah, what do I do?” Shit he looks so scared. I run past him and into their bedroom where I find Lucy crying on the bed, gripping her stomach.

  “I’m here, Juicy. When did the pains start, babe?”

  “About an hour ago, I just thought it was Braxton hicks. I was told about these that they can really hurt and I feel so sick. Oh God Leah, it hurts.” She cries again. Rafe is at her side. My stomach tightens in fear for Lucy and the baby.

  “We need to get her to the hospital now, Rafe. She is only 32 weeks; it’s too early for the baby to be delivered. Do you need me to help you with getting her dressed?”

  “No, you go get dressed and I will call you when we are ready.” He goes to the closet and gets Lucy her comfy clothes. I run to my bedroom with Reeve and Skeet hot on my heels. I dig through my drawers and start flinging my clothes in panic; my breathing is coming fast and I feel light headed. I feel strong
arms go around me and pull me tight to his warm body. I already know who it is without hearing his voice.

  “Lipsy, breathe. Slow down and get dressed. Lucy needs you to keep a straight head ok, can you do that for me, baby?” I nod my head, because I know he is right. I take a deep breath and turn to face him, I look up into his beautiful green eyes and I can’t stop myself. I lift up onto my toes and kiss him. My heart skips a beat and I know I am buggered.

  I pick up a pair of cut off dungarees and a plain white t-shirt. I slide on my green Converse and tie my hair up in a hair tie. I don’t bother with make-up. Reeve leaves the room and comes back with a pile of clothes for him and Skeet, which I assume are from Rafe, better than being in yesterday’s clothes. I throw my phone and charger into my bag. I pick up mine and Lucy’s Kindle’s from the coffee table and stuff them in my bag as well, I know that she will won’t it just in case. We are both reading the same biker book. Gotta love Jamie Begley’s Shade’s Fall.

  “You ready, Rafe?”

  “Yeah, we are coming,” he shouts from the hallway. “Slowly, baby. Just take it easy,” he speaks softly to Juicy, my heart aches. Praying that this baby will be fine. I don’t know how Lucy will react if anything happens. She was a wreck when she lost Shane and she wasn’t that far along at the time. I remember we talked for hours back in Cardiff. Just sitting drinking tea, eating crumpets and dipping our chocolates in our cups of tea. Weird I know, but not much beats tea and melted chocolate. Rafe and Lucy come down the hall and into the living room. Reeve takes her bag off Rafe’s shoulder. Rafe, bless his heart, picks Lucy up bridal style and carries her out to his truck. Reeve drives Rafe’s truck with me, him and Lucy in the back and Skeet follows in Reeve’s car.

  “You hang in there, Juicy; nothing is going to happen to my niece or nephew. They are a Phoenix remember, tough as hell.” Reeve says.

  My heart melts more for him. Fuck my life. Lucy cries most of the way and throws up twice. While we are driving, Rafe calls Ryder and Hayley to let them know what was happening and for Hayley to let the Coopers know what’s going on. We pull up at the hospital and I jump out to get a wheelchair.