by Janie Marie
“Kingston,” her mother screeched anyway.
The fierce glare he sent Sarah made everyone flinch. Except for Ryder; he snickered quietly, and hugged Jane as Kingston growled.
“If you have any hope of saving our marriage, you will shut your mouth. I don’t need our children and these boys to hear what I have to say to you, but I will let them if you keep this up.” He turned, pointing at Ryder. “She stays in your room, none of you or your brothers, family, friends are to be in there with her. I’m trusting you.”
Surprisingly, Ryder nodded. “Understood. I’ll cuddle with Papi tonight.”
David glowered at Ryder. “You’re not cuddling me.”
Ryder smirked at him. “I’m doing it to keep you from sneaking off to find our girl.”
Tercero was the one to reply. “As if you are not fantasizing about his ass, brother.” He held out a hand for Jane. “Looks like you’re replaced.”
“You’re nervous, cara.” Tercero smiled, trailing his fingers across her stomach. She couldn’t respond, too paralyzed by his touch and gorgeous face. He did look so much like Ryder, but he was Tercero through and through.
“You’re not boning her tonight,” came Ryder’s dark voice. He leaned against the wall of his bedroom, David at his side. Her two beautiful boys, united against anything they felt was a threat to her, and warriors eager to seek out whatever she desired. They crossed their arms, gazes narrowed on Tercero as he leaned down, not afraid of their darkness as he kissed her stomach.
“I promise it will be more than boning when I am gifted the chance.” Tercero’s dark eyes gleamed as he lifted them to see her face. He no doubt felt the blast of possession and annoyance flaring out of Ryder, and he welcomed it, grinning as he moved higher to kiss Jane’s lips. Oh, he was honey and water, sunshine and earth.
“Thank you,” she blurted without meaning to and completely clueless as to why she was thankful. Then again, who wouldn’t be thankful for Tercero’s attention?
He smiled, leaning away again. This time, he held up the sharpie David had given him. “You are certain? You don’t have to include me out of pity. I will still cherish our friendship.”
“Nothing with you is pity,” she told him, her body trembling as the sensation of tingles, heat, ice, and wholeness blanketed her. “Do it . . . . Unless you’ve changed your mind about being my boyfriend.”
“Boyfriend number three.” He let out a low laugh and then the cold sting from the marker was artfully sliding across her lower abdomen. “I accept.”
Jane sat up enough to see he’d written his name in a large, elegant script just above her panty line. She held her breath as he blew the ink.
“I am yours, Sweetest Jane.” He tossed his brother a rueful smile before giving Jane a ravenous kiss that left her panting. “More later.”
Then he stood, walked by Ryder and David, and left the bedroom.
Ryder pushed off the wall and headed toward her. “Slick fucker.”
“Why’d he leave?” Jane sighed as Ryder cupped her cheeks and kissed her, like he was reminding her who he was and that she was his.
David must’ve sat beside her, as heat soon engulfed her. “He’s distancing himself because he’s tired of holding back.”
Ryder growled into her mouth but calmed when she moaned. It was just what he did to her.
“Are you upset with me or him?” she asked, holding his wrists to keep him from leaving her. It was hard to read Ryder sometimes. He made it seem like he needed her to have everything, then he did stuff like this.
“He wants you alone,” Ryder mumbled, watching her reaction.
“He doesn’t want to come between us,” David amended as he slid a hand down her spine.
Ryder huffed. “He’s the one who keeps saying she wants all of us.”
Jane was embarrassed, but she smiled, kissing Ryder sweetly over and over again until he chuckled.
“Stop manipulating me with these lips.” He kissed her firmly then collapsed onto the bed and closed his eyes. “I’ll behave the next time he wants you, babe. Sorry. I just need to be close to you right now.”
David kissed her shoulder. “You okay?”
They were obviously concerned about her mother and Kingston. Well, just her mother. It honestly was so ridiculous now that she didn’t care. No, she didn’t care. She had to keep telling herself that.
Ryder peeked one eye open. “When you pop out our kid, she’ll shut her dumb ass up.”
She laughed, shaking her head at him. “Babies are not the answer.”
He smirked. “I want babies with you. And the act of making babies is always the answer with us.”
“You’re not discussing having babies with my baby, as though I am not sitting right here,” David said, his glare at Ryder was beyond annoyed.
“I’m comforting my woman by the simple truth: her mother will get over herself when our baby is born.” Ryder rolled onto his side and easily pulled her into position so he could spoon her. “Go away, David. I’m gonna put one in her after my nap.” He kissed her neck in that way that had her whole body tingling, and she could only smile. Ryder’s methods of cheering her up were so disturbingly sweet that she only loved him more.
“Baby, please remember me before you let him knock you up.” David leaned down and kissed her forehead. “I’ve got homework.”
Ryder slowly shoved David’s head away. “No more Papi. Jane and Ryder time. I know your ass is sneaking in after you talk to your dad, and you’re getting her longer tomorrow because I have two tests to redo.”
David smacked Ryder’s hand and gave Jane a proper kiss.
Heat, love, breath.
Tingles and lips assaulted the back of her neck as Ryder slipped a hand under her shirt, seeking out his spot. Heaven. It was like seeing Heaven, and Ryder was there, holding her from stepping into a place she wasn’t allowed.
“Hot damn.” Archer whistled loudly. “Grab her tit, bro.”
Ryder lifted his head, ready to attack but David was up first, striding toward Archer and shoving him out of the room. The door slammed, and she knew David wasn’t coming back right away.
“Punk ass bitch,” Ryder muttered, hugging her as she half laughed, half cried. “Let it out, angel,” he murmured, knowing now she was going to break down; she’d lost her mother and possibly caused a divorce. She did care. “None of this is your fault. She’s lost her damn mind, and that has nothing to do with you.”
Jane still couldn’t help but feel guilty. She couldn’t imagine feeling unloved or less loved by the people she loved. So, she cried. It wasn’t up to her what Kingston decided to do, and there was nothing to say to her mother that she hadn’t already said; she’d confessed what had been buried deep for years.
Sweet kisses pressed against her neck and even sweeter words were whispered in her ear, and Jane drew peace from it all. Ryder knew she needed to let it out, that she didn’t want David to feel any worse by seeing her fall apart, as he probably felt his own guilt, and he knew Tercero needed something she wasn’t ready to give just yet.
“That’s my girl,” Ryder praised in that deep voice of his as he continued kissing her where he could reach all while he spread those magic tingles everywhere, letting them seek out her weeping soul. “So brave and beautiful. So fragile and fierce.”
“This isn’t fierce,” she blubbered.
“You were with your mom.” He smiled against her skin. “I’ll never stop loving watching how your eyes light up when you believe in yourself. In us. My goddess.”
It was ridiculously hard to get herself under control, but she calmed enough to smile. “I really love you.”
“Damn right you do.” He chuckled, kissing her neck as he began massaging her. “And I really, really love you, babe. Let me get you all relaxed so you can rest.”
Closing her eyes, she sighed as those tingles kept dancing across her skin. “And here I thought you were going to try to knock me up.”
“Oh, I want to pra
ctice knocking you up. But I’m not sure you want us to with your boyfriends in the house.” He squeezed her ass but rubbed as well, and she knew he was just sneaking in his perverted grabs. “We’ll wait until we’re alone for when it’s just us, otherwise they join in in some way. I’m not going to let them rush you, though.”
“Do you really want to share me, Ryder?”
“It doesn’t feel like I’m sharing.” He leaned closer, nuzzling her. “That’s why I say goddess, Sweet Jane. You’re magic.”
Twenty-Seven
Ryder lifted his head from the pillow when he heard footsteps. He knew it wasn’t Jane; this person had come from outside. He’d counted on David trying to sneak up to see Jane after he fell asleep, but his former rival was on the sofa opposite of his, and he too was lifting his head to see who was entering the house.
“What on earth is this?”
Ryder sighed at the sound of Luc’s voice. “We’re having a slumber party.”
“Jane’s upstairs,” David said.
“Bitch, I told you not to say anything.” Ryder sat up, chucking a pillow at David.
The pillow came flying right back to him. “I’m telling him so he knows not to go in there.” David shifted his fierce stare over to Luc. “She’s had a rough night, and you’re not going to make her feel worse.”
Chuckling, Ryder glanced at Luc. “Is that a busted lip?”
Luc regarded him quietly. “Observant, little brother. Why is she here?”
“Only boyfriends need to know.” Ryder snickered, watching his brother’s stiff posture. “The other guy better look worse. Who the fuck did you fight?”
Now Luc smirked. “Only kings need to know.”
“Are they alive?” David asked.
Ryder already knew what Luc had done; it was clear to him the moment his brother found out about Jane’s attack. “He didn’t kill them,” he said, knowing that was part of the reason he’d let his big brother take over. Luc could show restraint and still make someone suffer. Ryder would only kill them.
Luc glanced at him. “She better be gone tomorrow.”
“Or what?” Ryder taunted. “You want to act like the big bad boyfriend, but you’re afraid of your queen. Afraid to let her know you’re a mean bastard, or is it something else?”
“Don’t attempt to lecture me on my choices regarding Jane.” Luc walked toward the kitchen.
“Or are you afraid to see she might not love you like she does me?” Ryder ignored David’s glare. “You know she wears our names on her pretty pale skin?”
Luc strolled out with an icepack on his left hand. “You marked her?”
Ryder grinned, knowing that would really piss Luc off. “She’s considering tattoos. Baby girl does turn eighteen soon.”
“If you push her to get tattooed, I’ll bury you.” Luc cast a dismissive glance at David before turning away. “Gone. Tomorrow.”
Ryder laughed, returning to his position on the sofa but still yelled out, “Property of King Daddy would look really nice.”
The only response was a slammed door.
“Why are you taunting him?” David asked.
“Why not?” Ryder shrugged, but he knew what he was doing.
“He left her,” David said.
“So have you before.” Ryder closed his eyes. It wasn’t that he wanted Luc to return to Jane, but he did want his girl fully happy, and for some reason that bastard had claimed a part of her heart. She never said it, but he knew she felt more for Luc than she wanted to admit, especially to herself.
“I don’t think I will be able to take watching him with her; it was difficult enough with Tercero.”
“Jane loves me.” Ryder smirked, chuckling because he’d not expected David to be weak about Luc. “She loves me more than any woman can, and she knows I can be everything for her. Hell, she comes the moment I slide my hand between her legs.”
“What’s your fucking point?”
He smiled to himself. “My point is I’m amazing, and Jane knows it. She knows we can live happily ever fucking after, and she’d be in heaven every day because I’m that great for her.” Ryder lifted his head, taking in how David looked ready to charge at him. “But she still fucking looks for you.”
David didn’t say anything, but his shoulders relaxed.
“That’s never going to change about her, even if Luc comes back,” he said, lowering his head and rolling to face the other way. “Now shut the fuck up. Kingston said we couldn’t spend the night with her, but he didn’t say anything about the morning.”
Tingles.
Heat.
Both.
Well, with a teasing chill of ice.
“Don’t fucking touch her there until she’s awake,” David hissed as tingles teased the outer edge of her panties.
“She’s awake,” Ryder said, amused. “Angel, if you want to see stars at sunrise, spread these legs for us.”
She giggled, opening her eyes to find his handsome face right over hers. Tercero was on the other side, sliding his fingers along her arm, and David was sitting near her waist, gripping Ryder’s wrist to keep him from getting under her panties.
“Morning, gorgeous,” Ryder said, kissing her softly. “Papi is protecting you from me. Mind telling him you already told me to wake you up however I want? How you said you especially wouldn’t mind waking up with my hand or face between your legs, or better yet, to us already fucking?”
Her body flamed, as she watched both Tercero and David stare at her in surprise. She really didn’t know how to explain that she wanted to do the freakiest things with them. “Yeah, I guess I said that.”
Ryder grinned at her. “Only me for now, right?”
David frowned, releasing Ryder after she nodded. That probably seemed awful.
“Well, I wasn’t sure about you two wanting to be with me,” she whispered. “And Ryder’s a freak.”
He chuckled, kissing her but also tugging David down. “She’s awake now, fool.”
David braced himself from falling on her, but he realized, as she did, Ryder was bringing David’s face between her thighs. “Baby?”
Oh, crap. She trembled as their eyes skimmed down her body. She was in a shirt and panties because she kept getting twisted in Tercero’s jogger pants.
“It’s okay,” David said, smiling reassuringly as he started to move away.
She widened her legs.
“There’s our girl.” Ryder smiled wickedly at her before leaning down for a long kiss. One that he had to remind her to . . . “Breathe, angel.”
Jane gasped, her body sparking now as David slid his hand along her inner thigh, widening her legs even more. But it was still Ryder leading the others. He wasted no time shoving her panties aside and cupping her but just as quickly massaging her.
Her legs jumped because Ryder knew exactly where to touch her. She barely realized she’d wrapped her legs around David’s head and shoulders until he pried her off, kissing her thighs until he pushed Ryder’s hand away and took over with his mouth.
“Let’s see if Papi can make you scream like I do.” Ryder smiled as her eyes nearly rolled back. She fought it, whimpering and raising her hips for David. “So fucking beautiful,” Ryder murmured, kissing her before turning her face toward Tercero. “Want him?”
“Yes,” she cried out as David sucked on her clit. Her stomach was tight, and her legs shook hard. Every fantasy with them was nothing compared to the real thing.
“You heard her.” Ryder eyed Tercero, and Jane could hardly keep her eyes open with everything David was doing.
Why are they all so good at this? Isn’t it supposed to be hard? She was sure it was normal for guys to be bad at pleasing girls.
Tercero said something to Ryder, and smiled at her as she whimpered, almost coming, but David grinned against her sensitive flesh and told her to wait.
“Don’t deny her,” Ryder growled, pulling her thigh as though he’d take care of her orgasm himself if David didn’t continue.
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br /> David tugged her back into place. “Dragging it out has its own rewards.”
Tercero chuckled and cupped her cheeks as she once again fell into ecstasy and sweet torture. “Shall we bring you to climax together, tesoro mio?”
She moaned loudly, only hushing when he kissed her. It was too much but not enough. She writhed, tightening her legs around David’s head as he continued his teasing game.
Trembling, she touched Tercero’s waist when she realized she wanted something more from him.
Not giving him any warning, she reached for his pants. He was still wearing joggers, so she slid right in and wrapped her hand around the smooth, semi-hard shaft, moaning even more when it immediately hardened and grew in size.
Tercero smiled in their kiss when she stilled, not entirely sure if he was okay with it.
Ryder massaged her, lifting her shirt to expose her breasts. “You want to see him, don’t you, babe?”
Jane gripped Tercero tighter as she hummed her yes. Yelping when David pushed his fingers inside her.
“Fuck, this is hotter than I expected,” Ryder said, reaching down to aid David. “Help her,” he instructed Tercero. “She wants to learn.”
Oh, yes, she wanted to learn, but she was terrified to try with Ryder for some reason. It was like he knew that, and he kissed her when Tercero leaned away.
“Tell me what you want, Sweet Jane?” Ryder had her right at the edge, right with David. “You want him in your mouth?”
Her body jerked. Yes, she wanted all of them in every way, but she wanted to please Tercero first.
“Yeah, you want him,” he murmured.
“All,” she managed to gasp. Her body was in knots, and she moaned when Tercero pushed his pants down to his thighs. Was this really happening? Gosh, she wanted David too. She peeked at him, and he grinned like he knew what she was thinking.
“Naughty ass girl.” Ryder chuckled, shoving his fingers in with David’s and sending her tumbling over the edge they’d had her dangling from.