Reeve (The Phoenix Boys #3)

by Amy Davies

  The maternity ward is a flurry of activity and the screams scare the shit out of me. Hell, they should bring all teenage girls down here who think that getting pregnant is cool; the screams alone will change their mind. Oh poor Lucy. The nurses wheel a still crying Lucy into a room with a terrified looking Rafe following close behind.

  “Only the dad can come into the room, there is a waiting room at the end of the hall. I will have Dad come back and give you any details when we know more.” Then she goes into the room they just took Lucy into. Reeve, Skeet and I go to the waiting room. Skeet and Reeve sit on chairs but I pace back and forth in front of the windows. God, I remember what Lucy was like when she came to me, after losing Shane.

  Please God, let this baby be ok, she can’t take all that heartbreak again. No mother deserves that.

  I walk to the door and peer out, waiting for the rest of the family and friends to turn up. As I walk back into the room, Reeve snags my wrist and pulls me into his lap, kissing my temple.

  “She can’t lose her, Reeve; it will rip her heart in two. You never saw her after Shane.” I curl myself into his chest as much as I can when I feel a second pair lips on my head.

  “Beautiful she will be fine, she is a tough girl. She is carrying a Phoenix, remember and he or she will be just as tough as their mom and dad. Try to relax, babe.” I smile up Skeet; he always knows what to say.

  “So you think we are going to have a niece?” It’s not lost on me that he asks if ‘we’ are going to have a niece.

  “Yeah I do, it’s the way she is carrying. My sister-in-law Jade carried the same way with my niece Peyton. So yeah, I think they are having a girl and think she will have a beautiful name. I have talked to Lucy before about names and she wants something that means a lot to both of them and it has to be beautiful, plus it has to fit in with her rock star daddy’s image.” I wink at him. Skeet takes the seat next to us and smiles at me.

  “How you feeling? How you feeling about last night?” I knew this was coming. They both have a look of concern on their gorgeous faces.

  “It was nice, I mean, I didn’t know what to expect because I haven’t done anything like that before but you both made me feel sexy and beautiful, so thank you. My mind has been fried with over thinking things. The worst case things, ya know. Things that would and could happen between us, and I still have a few issues that worry me. I know that you both have repeatedly told me that this is more than a one-time-thing and that I am different but my insecurities still haunt me, even though I try to hide them. But last night opened up my mind and I enjoyed the feelings that came with being with you both. Now I don’t know if I could have a three-way relationship. I need to wrap my head around what is happening now. You both ok with that?”

  Skeet beats Reeve to speak first, “Baby, I know that you feel more for Reeve than you do me…” I go to cut him off but he gently pinches my lips together so I can’t speak, “I see the way you look at him, Leah and I get it. I have talked to Reeve about the three of us, how I would like to spend some time with you before I have to step back and I know that it will happen because I also see the way that Reeve looks at you. Last night was proof enough for me to know that he wants you all to himself. But I also get that you both are struggling with a few issues that you both need to sit down and talk about without me being there. Fuck, I feel like Dr. Phil sitting here.” We laugh and I lean over and kiss Skeet.

  “Thank you, Skeeter. You are my rock star.” He comes in to kiss me again when the waiting room door swings open and all the Phoenix family and Coopers burst through the door. I climb off Reeve’s lap and he stands. He whistles very freaking loudly to get everyone’s attention and both Demi and I cover our ears.

  “Ok, listen up. Juicy was brought in because she was having contractions but they were more painful than those Braxton hicks’ things that she has been having, plus she was vomiting. Now, they took her into a room to be assessed and we are waiting for news from Rafe. So it’s just a waiting game for us all, so why don’t we all just chill and settle down?” He sits back down and pulls me back into his lap. Alrighty then.

  “So this is happening then?” Ryder says, wiggling his finger at us.

  “Yeah, brother. You have a problem with that?” I tense up, waiting for his reply. Shit, I don’t want to come between the brothers. It scares me to think that they won’t think that I am good enough for Reeve. Shit, even Marc told me that I wasn’t enough so he fell in love with someone else. I go to slide off Reeve’s lap but he holds me firmly to him; I look over my shoulder at him and he is frowning. My stomach sinks.

  “I’m just going to get a drink, anyone want anything?” I forcibly remove Reeve’s hands from his grip around me and stand. Everyone shakes their heads ‘no’ so I head for the door.

  “Lipsy, stop!” I freeze in my tracks from his tone alone but I don’t turn around, I really don’t want to see the faces behind me. “Ry, I don’t know what the hell your problem with Leah is, but it stops now. Yes we are doing this and yes, Juicy knows. We are all adults here, well; I like to think we all are. We don’t know if we are going to carry on as a three-way relationship yet but that is our decision to make and no-one else’s. Now I think you need to apologize to my girl for making her feel uncomfortable. I won’t have anyone hurt her or make her feel unwelcome.” I can hear Reeve’s heavy breathing but I also heard the gasps for the women. I turn to face the room and my heart skips a beat, Reeve is almost toe to toe with Ryder and his face is red from his outburst. Ryder turns his head to me and his face softens.

  “Leah, I am sorry if I made you uncomfortable.” He shakes his head but smiles at me, “I always knew that it would take a wildcat to tame this big douche and I am glad that it’s you.”

  The breath I didn’t know I was holding escapes my lungs and I close my eyes, trying my damn hardest to keep the tears from leaking out and giving away how much Ryder’s words hit the emotional target on my heart.

  Fucking Phoenix boys.

  “Miss Leah, is my baby cousin coming today?” Demi asks, running over to me.

  “Well hopefully not, Cariad. Baby Phoenix will be early and that means he or she will be super small, so we have to pray that Auntie Lucy can hold on for a few more weeks until when it’s time for baby Phoenix to come into the world and meet the whole family.” I pick her up and kiss her cheek.

  “So are you like, Uncle Reeve’s girlfriend now, like my Mama and Daddy?” Shit the kid is killing me. I open my mouth to answer her but no sound comes out.

  “Yes, Dems, Leah is my girlfriend. You ok with that, Ladybug?” She nods her head and reaches for him, he takes her and leans in and whispers in my ear.

  “I don’t know how you do it back home in Wales, but Leah Adams, will you be my girlfriend?” He actually has the decency to blush, oh bless his cotton socks.

  “Boys don’t normally ask, it’s kind of a given when couples spend a lot of time together and others things.” Great now it’s my freaking turn to blush. Brilliant. “But since this is what you do here, then yes. But what about Skeet?” I blush a whole new shade of red. The family sniggers after hearing my question. I love the fact that everyone in Reeve and Skeet’s lives accept their lifestyle.

  “Beautiful, I am just an add on. I told you, I get what’s happening between you two. So babe, I’m good,” he says as he gives Quinn a sideways glance and she blushes when she catches his stare. Something is up with that look. And I will find out what it is.

  Chapter 8

  Reeve

  Waking lying on my back, I open my eyes to the sun streaming into the room; where the fuck am I? Movement catches my attention to my left, I turn to see Leah lying flat on her stomach facing away from me. Yesterday’s events come slamming back into my head, shit Lucy. She was so fucking scared that she would lose the baby. We waited for hours for news, but then Rafe walked into the room saying that Juicy and the baby were fine but now she is on bed rest until the baby is born.

  Leah moans my name
in her sleep, bringing me back to the fact that I am sleeping in her bed without Skeet; where the hell is he? I am sure the three of us went to bed together last night even though nothing happened, we just ‘cwtched up’, as Lipsy says, what the Welsh call hugs and cuddling. She is wearing a green camisole and green and white striped bed shorts, the sheet has slipped to her mid-thigh and her ass looks amazing. I go to touch her ass when my phone beeps, alerting me that I have a text. I lie on my back and pick my phone up off the bedside table; Skeet has sent me a text, so I swipe my thumb across the screen to see what the guy wants.

  Skeet: Had to leave, got called into work. Give our girl a kiss from me. Do me a favor…talk to her about EVERYTHING! She needs to know how you feel.

  Me: I was wondering where you were when I woke up. Dude I will do more than kiss our girl ;) I will see what I can do. Later

  Skeet: She needs to know, Reeve. Tell her!!!!!

  Me: Catch you later

  I place my phone back on the bedside table and turn back to my girl. I honestly don’t know how I am going to tell her the things I am feeling. My head and heart seem to battle most days since Lipsy turned up. I know that I cause some battles in her as well; she has told me often enough about the way the pricks treated her back home in South Wales. I know what Skeet is saying is right, she deserves to know why I am the way I am, both my whoring ways and my need to keep women at arm’s length, shit.

  I turn over and face Leah and move my body close in behind hers, burying my nose in her hair, smelling her pineapple scent. I place a soft kiss to her bare shoulder and goosebumps cover her skin. My dick twitches as she moans again, is she dreaming of me? Fuck I hope so. I start kissing across her shoulder, moving towards her neck. I sweep away her pink tinted hair off her neck and kiss, nip and suck gently, trying my hardest to wake her up. Lipsy stirs next to me as I suck on her neck and then lick the same place.

  “That’s a lovely way to wake up in the morning. Bore da, Reeve,” she says. I now know that ‘Bore da’ is ‘Good morning’ in Welsh. God, I love it when she speaks Welsh.

  “Morning Lipsy. You sleep ok?” I ask between kisses.

  “I did, I even dreamt of you. You were doing very naughty things to me, boyo.” She smiles at me as she turns to lie face to face with me. God, she is beautiful. I reach up and tuck some of her hair behind her ear. She has such small, dainty ears. Her skin is more sun kissed since she’s arrived here and it suits her. She catches my hand, bringing it to her mouth and placing a kiss on the inside of my wrist; she has done that a few times now. Her beautiful blue eyes stare into my own green ones. It’s like she can see straight through me and she likes what she sees. I know what Skeet said was right and I need to man the fuck up. I lean forward and kiss her softly, ending the kiss too quickly. I pull back and smile at her before kissing the tip of her nose.

  “You know that I think the world of you, Leah,” she forces a smile but I see her body tense up a little; she nods so I continue, “you have told me all about the insecurities that you have with being with Skeet and me. Well, I have a few of my own.” Taking a deep breath, I shift my body so that I am resting my back against the headboard. Lipsy moves so that she is facing me, sitting crossed legged at my hip.

  “When my Dad died, I felt that a piece of me went with him. He was always there in our lives, even when he was on tour, and most of the time we went with him. We would have a tutor to come on tour with us, so that the four of us wouldn’t miss out on important school stuff. Ren loved it, me and the boys not so much. When we were on tour, I would see the whole rock and roll package, Leah. The sex, drugs and drinking. Now my Dad and Ricky never cheated on their wives, but that doesn’t mean that the rest of the band didn’t. I saw it too many times, baby. I would walk into a room or the toilets and see a band member, or even a crew member that I knew was married, fucking some groupie. But somewhere along the line I thought that is was cool as shit that these men could get a girl by just dropping their name or who they worked for. Before I know it, Rafe, Ryder and I were having sex with anyone who would spread their legs for us.” She winces a little. I take her hand and pull her so that she is straddling my thighs.

  “I know this is hard to hear but, baby, I need to tell you ok? The women came easy and often. The boys and I lost our virginities at the same time on the same night in the same room. After that, I only ever had sex with Skeet involved, as you know. His dad was a roadie, which is how we became friends. Things just got easier and easier with women. Mom wasn’t happy but she never tried to change any of us, she was always in the background watching and waiting to be there when we needed her. But things got worse when Dad died; it was like a sex drive switch got stuck or knocked up into overdrive. But my emotional connection with women I had sex with got switched off. I felt that after my dad died, it would be too hard to lose anyone again, so I just decided not to let anyone in that wasn’t already there.”

  I run my hand over her toned, creamy thighs and look into her eyes. She leans forward and kisses me. Her soft tongue swipes at my bottom lip so give her the permission she wants. I tilt my head to deepen our kiss. Lipsy rocks back and forth, rubbing herself all over my rock hard dick. Shit, I could hammer nails with this thing. Again. I slide my hands up from her thighs, over his hips and under her cami. Again her soft skin pebbles with goosebumps from our skin to skin connection. I pull the cami up and over her head, revealing her luscious bare tits. I take each breast in each hand and fondle them. Bending my head forward, I kiss each one and roll her nipples, causing them to harden even more. She is still slowly rocking her hips, rubbing all over me.

  “Baby, I want you,” I say kissing along her collarbone.

  “I want you as well, Reeve. Mynd â fi, babe” Fuck me with the Welsh again.

  “Tell me what you said, baby?”

  “I told you to take me, Reeve.”

  Fuck. Me.

  I flip us so that she is under me, smiling that wicked smile that Skeet says she has. I kiss her hard and our tongues battle it out, wet and hot. I run kisses down her neck, between her tits, trailing down to her taut stomach; I come face to face with her new piercing. The sexy little belly button bar with the sparkly red lips dangling from the bar. I flick it with my tongue and I hear a sexy moan coming from Leah.

  “You like that, baby? You like me tasting your soft, creamy skin?” I hear Lipsy say something but it’s just a whisper. I smile as I lower my mouth to her bare mount, fuck me I can smell her arousal. She smells like pineapple everywhere. “You want my mouth, baby? You want me to taste you?”

  “Yes, shit, Reeve I need that cocky arse mouth of yours,” She pants.

  I take a deep breath and breathe in her scent. I lick her from back to front; she lifts her hips, which only forces her sex into my mouth more, not that I am complaining. God, she tastes like fucking heaven and I can’t get enough of her. I circle her clit and her hips jolt again. I bring my hands up and pin her slender hips to the bed.

  “Shit, that feels so bloody good, Reeve. Please, baby make me come.” She is breathing heavily. I slide one finger into her wet heat and then add another. “Keep going.” It strikes me that she is only crying out my name, shit I’m really doing this without Skeet.

  I can feel her inner walls tighten around my fingers so I add more pressure to her clit and that sparks her orgasm. I let her ride my fingers, prolonging her orgasm. Once I feel her come back to Earth, I climb up her body. I can’t help but smile at the wicked but sated smile that is plastered across her gorgeous face. I slide my finger across her lips, making her taste herself.

  “Suck, baby, suck my fingers clean. Taste yourself, babe.” My dick is screaming at me to get inside her.

  “Reeve, I need you inside of me, right bloody now.” I give the lady what she wants. I push my boxer briefs down and position myself at her wet entrance, taking my dick in my hand and rub the head of my dick over her wet core and spread around her juices. God, she is hot and wet and all mine. That thought alone would normall
y send me running but Leah gives me a reason to be a better man. I slide into her and her back arches off the bed.

  “Fucking hell, Lipsy you feel so damn good.” I thrust my hips faster and harder. I really wanted to go slow, since it’s our first time together, just the two of us. But fuck she feels too good, I will make sure that I worship her the next time. I pull back slightly and grip her knees, pulling them over my shoulders and I slide in deeper.

  “Shit, you are deeper like this. Harder, Reeve, fuck me harder.” I do as she asks and pump harder into her, causing her walls to clamp down on my dick hard.

  “Oh fuck, that’s it, Lipsy, milk my dick, baby.” I can feel that all too familiar feeling of my balls tightening so I pump harder again. I feel Leah’s orgasm hit and she screams out my name. Our eyes lock and I can’t look away, she truly sees me, and my own release follows hers after a few more thrusts. I brace myself above her, brush her hair off her face and smile at her, and she wraps her hand around my wrist and kisses my inner wrist again. It is such a small act but very intimate between us. She hooks her arms around my neck and pulls my body down onto hers.

  “Stay,” she whispers into my neck. Shit, what the hell is she doing to me?

  We stay like this for God knows how long, but it feels right still and a little scary, but right. I lift my head to look at this beautiful woman beneath me and I can’t believe that she is a willing to give me a chance to be with her. I have a million different feeling and thoughts running through my head but I force them down; she deserves to be treated right. Like the way my Mom always taught us to treat women.

  “You ok, Lipsy?” I ask her.

  “Yep, I’m good. But please don’t ask me to move, I have never come that hard before. Bollocks, was that the front door opening?” I strain my neck, turning my ear in the direction of the door and yeah she is right, someone just came into the apartment. I climb off her and off the bed and walk into the bathroom. After wetting the cloth, I make my way back to my girl.