Cocky AF: A Secret Baby Forbidden Romance

by Katie Ford

  Pleasuring men.

  Making us come.

  Making us blast like cannons, milking our balls dry.

  Because Katie’s perfect. Not many women can take three men simultaneously. A lot of ladies would buck and cry, saying, “No, no, I can’t!”

  But not our brunette. From the very beginning, she’s been open-minded and willing, giving her virginity to us, letting us explore every soft curve and crevice of that precious body.

  And as our relationship deepened, so has her understanding of men. Because willingly, wantonly, she shows herself to us now, offering up everything, body, mind and soul.

  And we take, absolutely. We want this sweet filly, everything she has to give. But what happens next? We’ve got a plane to catch, business to run up north. Is she gonna be happy as our plaything? We’ll come back to Knox every now and then. But is that enough for the sweet girl?

  CHAPTER THIRTEEN

  Katie

  Last night was magical with the guys. The way we talked and shared over dinner. I never knew they had difficult pasts, working their way up the corporate ladder. For some reason, they gave the illusion that success was simple and straightforward, almost like magic.

  But that’s not true because Mason, Kane and Tyler work. They’re powerful billionaires, and they didn’t get this way without putting their nose to the grindstone. So I could feel myself spiraling, throwing myself off the cliff, like I was headed into rainbow-colored abyss where only good things happen.

  Because I’ve fallen for the billionaires big time. Who wouldn’t? They’re powerful, assertive, with razor-sharp minds. Not to mention devastatingly sexy with the bodies of gods. And after the amazing dinner, we had a session right there on the living room rug. Holy smokes, but when you mix sex and love, the physical just gets better.

  Because it was mind-blowing.

  Fantastical.

  Beyond my wildest expectations.

  And as a result, I’ve given myself to three men. Completely and truly, I’m lost now, diving in free fall, and it’s the best thing ever. Whatever they want, I’ll do. I’ll transform myself into a doll for them. I’ll let them use me for their pleasure. I’ll let them take my body, releasing again and again.

  But it’s more than that. Because all that doll stuff is dumb. Mason, Kane and Tyler want me to be me. Can you believe it? They want me, Katie Evans, to be my true self, the best version of me.

  Because once we finished on the rug, I sat up, dazed, virile sperm trailing from three separate places.

  “Umm,” I moaned, head still spinning. “Ummm.”

  I couldn’t manage much more than that, completely overwhelmed. But the billionaires were on it. Kane grabbed a towel from the bathroom and immediately began sponging gently between my legs. Mason kissed me, lapping the spunk from my lips, and Tyler swiped a hotel bathrobe, wrapping my form in clean, terrycloth comfort.

  “Oh,” I murmured, shaking my head. “This is better than the best spa treatment.”

  “You got it, sweet thing,” growled Mason, licking his lips. “But we’ve got more coming. Being with us is a thousand times better than any massage or mani-pedi.”

  I flushed immediately.

  “Of course,” was my gentle sigh. “Of course, because I get to have you in me. That doesn’t happen during a massage.”

  The men’s eyebrows raised.

  “I hope not,” growled Tyler. “Otherwise, damn! I’ve been going to the wrong places.”

  And I laughed out loud then, loving their senses of humor. But Kane finished cleaning between my legs and blew a kiss down there before pressing my thighs together.

  “Sweetheart,” he said, lifting his head. “We’re better than any spa because we want what’s best for you. Those places a way to let go and relax, but we want to take you to a higher plane.”

  I nodded again.

  “Of course,” was my soft reply. “I love being with you, you make me feel so good.”

  “Physically yes,” growled Tyler. “But there’s more to it. We want you to quit your job honey, and start that non-profit you’ve always dreamed of.”

  What?

  My mouth opened, and then snapped shut.

  They couldn’t mean it.

  How?

  Why?

  I shook my head then.

  “I don’t know what you mean,” came my soft murmur. “Because there’s no way it can happen. Knox is a middle-income town, and we don’t have enough donors for seed money. Even if I emptied my bank account,” I said, flushing and looking down. “It’s nowhere near enough. I would, but we wouldn’t be able to survive, not in the long term.”

  But this is where having billionaires on your side makes a difference. Because the alphas’ eyes gleamed, the blue so startling that my breath caught.

  “Honey, we’ve got it all set up for you,” Mason growled. “The bankers, the accountants, the lawyers, you’re gonna meet with them Monday to get this show on the road. We’re gonna help you start your own non-profit, doing good for kids in Knox.”

  I gasped.

  “Bu- but why?” was my stammer. “I mean, it’s for low-income children, yes, but why are you pulling out all the stops? There are so many worthy causes, what makes my idea stand out? Not that the children of Knox don’t deserve it,” I added hastily. “We appreciate your generosity so much. This is just out of the blue,” I managed in an emotional tone.

  And to my horror, tears began rising, my eyes growing damp.

  “Thank you,” I said again, looking down at my hands. “Thank you so much.”

  The men surrounded me immediately, on their knees as I sat on the couch, forming a circle that was warm yet powerful at once. I could face anything with them at my side.

  “Baby, don’t you know why?” Tyler rumbled deep in his chest, blue eyes searching my face. “Isn’t it obvious?”

  “There’s a reason why we’re still here in Knox,” added Kane, his gaze penetrating, searing my skin. “We could have bounced a week ago, packed up and left.”

  Mason nodded as well.

  “It’s because we adore you, baby girl. You’ve shown us that there’s so much more than making money and ruling the world. There’s happiness in the details, peace and harmony in small-town living. So we’re making a commitment to this tiny town. Knox is getting its first non-profit serving low-income children, and you’re going to be its Executive Director.”

  My heart overflowed then. Really? There could be nothing better, absolutely nothing in the world.

  “Thank you,” I cried out, clasping their hands in mine, pressing my lips to theirs. “Thank you, thank you.”

  And the males growled, immediately aroused as the vee to my robe dropped open, revealing swells of cream within.

  “Thank us another way, sweetheart,” rumbled Mason, dick already twitching once more, beginning to harden. “There are some creative ways you can thank us.”

  I giggled then, the hot play resuming once more. And it was so good, wildly dirty and yet deeply satisfying all the same.

  So yes, that’s how I came to have my own non-profit organization in Knox. It’s not going to be big, it’s not going to change the world. But I hope it makes difference in the lives of a few children at least. If it does, then I’ll consider my work done.

  But in the meantime, I was here to chitchat with Elaine. So much had happened recently that we hadn’t had a chance to catch up in a long time, and my best friend was dying for deets.

  Standing on her doorstep, I took a deep breath. Could I reveal what I was up to? How to share the truth, when it was admittedly shocking? After all, I was in love with three men, giving my all to three powerful alpha billionaires. Knowing Elaine’s judgy nature, it was a little nerve-wracking to say the least.

  Ringing the bell, I shifted my weight from foot to foot, butterflies making me nauseous inside.

  Stop! the voice in my head scolded. She’s your best friend, it’s going to be fine.

  And Elaine opened the
door just as I pasted a smile on my face.

  “Well aren’t you a sight for sore eyes,” she smiled warmly while embracing me.

  “It’s good to see you too,” I managed in a reasonably confident tone.

  But Elaine is still Elaine because as we walked into the living room, I gasped at the chaos and destruction. Her closet had exploded with the contents landing everywhere. Bathing suits, dresses, sandals and lingerie littered the couch, coffee table and floor. Just about every square inch of space was covered, not an inch of carpet peeking through.

  “Whoa, what’s going on here?” I gasped. “Are you guys okay? Did a hurricane come by?”

  My hand reached out to pick up a random article of clothing, dangling it with quizzical eyes. We both shared a laugh as she grabbed her dress out of my fist.

  “I’m trying to pack for my honeymoon, silly. Bobby and I leave for Tahiti the day after tomorrow and I’m having a horrible time deciding what to take.” She plopped down on the floor where her suitcase lay open, but empty. “But now that you’re here, you can help me decide,” she said cheerily, holding up a tiny bikini top. “What do you think?”

  I sat down near her on the floor with my legs tucked.

  “What do you mean, what should you take? It’s your honeymoon Elaine, do you really plan on wearing clothes?” was my jest. My hand grabbed a silk teddy and folded it. Unable to stop her laughter, she playfully slapped me with the t-shirt in her hand.

  “Look at you, Little Miss Modest! Talking like you know!”

  A blush spread hotly over my face then, toes curling. Because Elaine thought I was still a virgin, it was one of her favorite subjects. She thought I’d never been touched, reading about dreamy romances through books.

  And my friend kept going with no idea of the changed circumstances.

  “Since when would you know anything about being naked with a man for a whole week?” she jived.

  Thankfully, I was able to shield my nervous embarrassment by pretending to dig through some random clothes.

  “I’m just saying, it’s your honeymoon. Most people spend the whole time in their hotel rooms,” was my mumble.

  Elaine shot me another weird look and I quickly added, “Or so I’ve heard.”

  Neither of us said anything for a moment as the blonde stared at me oddly. My hand suddenly found something interesting in the carpet and I looked down, fidgeting. But the moment passed, and Elaine hauled a pile of clothes into her lap, busy sorting before speaking again.

  “So, where have you been? I haven’t seen you for a while.”

  Her eyes were studiously careless, flipping clothes right and left.

  “I …” But before being able to say where I’d been or who I’d been spending time with, the woman interrupted again.

  “Ooh, I almost forgot to tell you, Bernard called asking about you. You remember Bernard? Bobby’s co-worker from City Hall. A tire around his midsection, but it’s just a small tire, not a big one. He’s a press secretary for some higher-up, one of those up-and-coming political types. Do you want me to …?”

  But the minute she said Bernard’s name I knew I couldn’t let her finish that sentence.

  “I’ve been spending time with Bobby’s friends from New York,” came my blurted reply.

  Elaine paused for a moment, confused.

  “Really?” she said disbelievingly. “Really? Well that’s … unexpected, to say the least. I didn’t even see you talking to Mason, Kane and Tyler at the wedding. How did you guys come to hang out?” she asked, brows lowered in confusion.

  And the motormouth in me started then. Was it so weird that three alpha billionaires could be interested in a curvy girl like me? The story came pouring in waves as I blabbered endlessly, telling all.

  “It’s been amazing. I know I’m not the prettiest girl in town, but these guys adore me. They constantly tell me how beautiful I am.” I was hesitant to tell her about the three of us together, but Elaine was my best friend, so I took a deep breath before spilling the beans.

  “I gave them my virginity, Elaine. It was wonderful. They treated me so special. Every time I’m with them they never let me forget that. Plus, you’ll never believe this, but they want to set up the non-profit I’ve always dreamed of. Can you believe it?”

  The smile on my face was tremulous as I waited for my friend to respond. The blonde’s usually supportive when good things happen. Surely, she would be happy for me. But unfortunately, Elaine’s demeanor indicated otherwise.

  There was a silent pause as my buddy chose her words carefully.

  “You know they just used you right, Katie?” She shot a pitying look my way and then shook her head again. “You do know that, right?”

  I gasped. I hadn’t expected her to completely understand, but still, this was unexpected.

  “What are you talking about?” Hurt lanced through my words.

  “Bobby told me about them.” Elaine shifted her position on the floor so she was facing me, heaving a deep breath.

  “They’ve done this kind of thing for a long time, since high school. They gangbang some girl, use all of her holes, use her like their own personal doll. They make her believe she’s ‘fallen in love,’” Elaine said with air quotes.

  What? What the hell? Tears formed in my eyes as I tried to process what Elaine was saying. Could it be true? My lip trembled as I listened mutely.

  “Yeah, they get girls to ‘fall in love,’” Elaine stated again with those damned air quotes. “Then they up and leave. Once Mason, Kane and Tyler have their fun, they wrap it up and then presto whammo! It’s a disappearing act. There are parting gifts alright. Money, jewelry, a car or maybe even an apartment, so it’s not like she’s poor. She gets something too, like an exchange.”

  Elaine made it sound like a business transaction. But my friend threw me another pitying look then.

  “Sounds like your consolation prize is a non-profit. Is that what you asked for?”

  I flew on the defensive then.

  “It wasn’t like that,” was my protest. “They really like me; we talked. They feel something for me. It’s real, I swear.”

  But suddenly, I didn’t know if I was trying to convince Elaine or myself. The air in the room grew heavy, invading my lungs and making it difficult to breathe. Was this the Twilight Zone? Was I in some nightmare where waking up was impossible?

  But my buddy shook her head slowly, casting a sympathetic look my way.

  “Katie, Katie, how many of the other girls do you think said the same thing? You’re not the only one.”

  My head fell into my hands, defeated and lost. But Elaine continued, trying to make things better.

  “This was your first experience with men, you’re so innocent and don’t know how ruthless certain alphas can be. How could you have known? It was all so sudden, they basically breezed into town and steamrolled an unsuspecting virgin.”

  The words made me curdle inside. Because she was right. As much as I wanted to deny it, I couldn’t, it was true. How many times had Mason, Kane and Tyler pronounced that my innocence was one of the things they adored most about me? My head swam painfully, overcome with the implications.

  But Elaine was on a roll now, intent on helping me, even if all it did was hurt.

  “Katie, they used you. Those guys don’t care about you. They don’t care about anybody other than themselves. If it makes you feel better, it wasn’t you, per se. It’s just the way they are, women are a playthings and nothing else. And unfortunately, you were their target this time.”

  Elaine stood up and began to gather up clothes from around the room as she continued.

  “I’m so glad Bobby hasn’t had much contact with those douchebags since college because they are definitely not husband material. Can you imagine bringing someone like that home to meet your mother? I think not.”

  My lip quivered as I tried to hold my tears at bay. Was this really happening? Oh god, oh god. But Elaine continued, not looking at me.

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nbsp; “They’re a bunch of playboys who love gangbangs and screwing chicks. They used you Katie, and now they’re buying you off. It wasn’t real. It was never real, don’t blame yourself.”

  She dumped some items in her suitcase then, still proclaiming this and that.

  But I couldn’t believe it. Swiping at an errant tear, I willed it not to be true. Please God, please. Everything these past few days was just a lie to get me in bed? But there were so many other women! Stacy, Linda, all the other bridesmaids, heck, all the other women at the wedding if it came to that. They could have used any of them.

  But after everything Elaine said, I could no longer deny that she was probably right. After all, who sets up a non-profit on five minutes notice? Who says, take all this money, it’s yours to do with as you wish, have fun? And besides, the men made no mention of sticking around. I was gonna be on my own in Knox, just me and their parting gift.

  So I shook my head, sorrow coursing to my core.

  “Oh my God, I think you’re right.”

  Elaine swung back around in surprise.

  “You’re joking right? Have you been listening anything I’ve said? Of course I’m right!” she exclaimed indignantly. “Bobby is their best friend, he would know. And besides, I wouldn’t make something like that up to hurt you. My husband will be home soon, why don’t you stay and you can ask him for yourself? He’s known them since childhood Katie, I bet there’s a string of women they’ve loved and left.”

  She crossed her arms over her chest huffily, glaring my way.

  Because Elaine had a point. I had no reason to be angry with her. Don’t shoot the messenger and all that.

  I apologized even as my heart broke.

  “I’m so sorry, Elaine. You have to understand this is just a shock to the system.”

  But my apology fell on deaf ears, Bridezilla showing her monstrous face again.