Jennifer Cole - A Delicious Taboo Two.

by Jennifer Cole

  “Why would Mel be upset?” Jake questioned on his way to the fridge. “This is great news.”

  Van shook his head as he took the proffered bottle of beer from Jake. “I don’t think she’s upset. I suspect she’s confused, anxious, and perhaps a little afraid.”

  “Afraid?” Jake quipped. “Of what?”

  “Well, for starters, our lives are about to change,” Philip said.

  “For the better,” Calen added.

  “Absolutely for the better,” Van said, making it unanimous.

  Jake leaned against the counter and twisted the cap off his beer bottle. “I don’t understand why she’d be feeling all those things. I’m stoked, aren’t you guys? This is damn exciting; we’re going to be parents.”

  “Of course we’re thrilled,” Philip replied. “I, for one, quite honestly never imagined I’d be a father.” He shot a grin to his lover and friends.

  “Hey, I always figured if one of us was to get pregnant, it would have been me,” Jake snorted, tipping his bottle to his lips.

  “Well, it’s not from lack of trying, babe,” Philip tossed out with a chuckle.

  Calen and Van joined in the laughter.

  “Mel’s come a very long way in these two years, but there’s no doubt, finding out she’s pregnant has thrown her for a loop,” Van stated. “You heard her in the hospital; she was told it would never happen. And for all these years, she’s believed that.”

  “And now it has happened,” Jake shrugged. “We can handle this.”

  “Of course we can,” Van said in agreement. “Melanie’s probably just going to need a little time for it to sink in.”

  “Marge and Helen are going to be over the moon,” Philip said. “They’ve been clamoring for another grandbaby to spoil.”

  Calen chuckled. “Yeah, I can see it now. Once they find out, the baby stuff is going to start pouring into this house.”

  “All the clothes, and the toys,” Jake added with a smirk.

  “We’re going to need a camcorder to capture his first steps,” Van said grinning from ear to ear. “His first words.”

  “Scraped knees from baseball, broken arm from climbing a tree,” Calen continued. “Riding his first two-wheeler. Oh, and of course, we’ll have to start him early in football; going to have to get him ready for the NFL.”

  “The phone calls from school that he dropped a frog down a girl’s back,” Philip snickered. The other three shot him a look. “I only did it once.” He shrugged. “I learned my lesson: girls don’t like it.”

  The room fell silent as each of them got lost in their individual thoughts.

  “What if we’re having a girl?” Van asked with all seriousness.

  It could not have been timed any better. The color drained from all four of their faces.

  “Her first date!” they said in unison.

  They fell silent once again.

  “Her first broken heart,” Van stated simply.

  “I’ll kill him,” Jake stated as he set his bottle on the counter with a thud. “That settles it, no daughter of ours will be allowed to date until she’s forty,” he declared.

  “Christ, Jake, don’t be ridiculous,” Calen replied. “I’m all right with her being thirty-five.”

  Van walked over to the doorway leading out of the kitchen and cocked his head listening up the hall. The water was still running.

  “We’ll need to start a college fund,” Philip said.

  “We’ll do that first thing tomorrow,” Van answered.

  “What happened to our plans for the NFL?” Jake teased.

  “Sure, that’s fine for our son, but if we have a girl, chances are she probably won’t be playing in the NFL,” Calen said. “She’ll be a doctor or a lawyer, something that requires years of school. We’ll need to keep her focused on getting a kick-ass education so the thought of boys never enters her mind. You guys know as well as I do boys are nothing but trouble,” he finished with a chuckle.

  “Yeah, that they are.” Philip nodded in agreement.

  “Any of you have any regrets?” Van asked, knowing full well what his question was about to invoke.

  His lover and two friends pulled themselves up tall, squaring their shoulders.

  Calen scowled at him. “I can not believe you just asked us that.”

  “Jesus, Van,” Jake snapped. “What the fuck are you thinking?”

  The firm grasp of Philip’s hand on his shoulder told Van all he needed to know.

  “None,” Philip stated, hammering his point home.

  A smile lifted Van’s lips. Perhaps a tiny sliver from his past was rearing its ugly head a tad. As an unwelcome memory from his past flickered faintly in the back of his mind, Van had felt his self-confidence wane and needed reassurance from the other members in their clan that everyone felt the same. His only thought, which wasn’t a regret at all, was he wished Melanie had come into their lives sooner. He knew how he felt learning that, God willing, in a few months they would be welcoming a baby into their lives. Now, the only feelings he wasn’t sure about belonged to the beautiful woman carrying their unborn child.

  “Hey, I just want to make sure we’re all on the same page,” Van replied with renewed confidence. “We need to present a united front. No matter what Melanie says, thinks, or decides, she needs to know the four of us support her completely.”

  “We need to make her understand what a blessing this baby is to our family,” Calen added.

  “The five of us have worked through issues before,” Philip said. “We’ll work this one out, too.”

  “Christ, I never considered that sexy glow Melanie’s radiated all these weeks meant she was pregnant.” Jake chuckled.

  “The mood swings should have tipped us off, though.” Philip stood, shaking his head. “Do you guys remember when Gaby was expecting Krissy? Shit, her mood would flip when the wind changed direction.”

  “Well, that won’t be our Mel,” Calen said, raising his beer bottle in a toast. “Our girl will have the four of us for support. She’ll be pampered, cherished, and want for nothing.”

  “Congratulations, gentlemen,” Philip announced, raising his own bottle. “We are going to be fathers.”

  After dressing, Melanie curled up on the corner of the couch, hugging a pillow tight to her chest.

  “All right, baby,” Calen sat down beside her and massaged her shoulder. “You haven’t said a word for a couple of hours.”

  “What are you thinking, sweetheart?” Van asked, pulling the ottoman over and taking a seat.

  “I’m scared,” she admitted without hesitation, keeping her eyes low.

  “Understandable,” Philip agreed as he sat on the floor in front of her. “The four of us are nervous, too. Don’t forget the news is a shocker for us as well.”

  “Is it because you don’t know who the father is?” she asked and swallowed the lump that had formed in her throat.

  The four of them looked stunned as they met her questioning gaze.

  “No, absolutely not,” Jake responded, shaking his head. “Where did that come from?” The crease in his brow showed his confusion.

  “We don’t know who the father is and that will only lead to problems.” Her voice wavered. “How are we going to know? We need to know.” The jumbled words spilled from her lips.

  “Hold on. I’m not sure what’s going on in that pretty little head of yours, baby, but this is big,” Van said with a serious expression. Leaning over Calen’s lap, he rested his hand on her knee. “So let’s get what we’re feeling out in the open,” he continued.

  “You’re right, this is huge, in fact it’s bigger than huge. This wasn’t planned…and what if it ruins everything?” Melanie stood up, dropping the pillow in her hand to the floor and started pacing the living room. “You probably think I did this to trap you… Oh, God, you don’t think that, do you?” Her arms were flailing. As she spoke, a tear escaped her eye and trickled down her cheek. A cursory swipe of her hand wiped it away, and she
continued with her rant. “Christ, what have I done…I didn’t do it on purpose -- and then there’s paternity…three of you are going to be so disappointed, and that will break my heart…” Ten minutes passed before Melanie finally stopped to take a breath and look at them. “What the hell is so funny?” she snapped.

  “You,” Jake admitted and chuckled.

  “Fuck you, Jake,” she spat out.

  All four men laughed.

  A few seconds later, Mel joined them. Then lowering herself to the floor, she burst into tears.

  “I’m sorry, Jake,” she sobbed into her hands. “Look at me,” she groaned through the tears. “I’m a great big mess…I cry and I barf…and…and…now I’m going to be somebody’s mom!” Her sobs grew louder as her emotions met overload. “I can’t even take care of myself!” she wailed. “How in the hell am I supposed to take care of a baby?”

  “Now, now, sweetheart,” Philip sat on the floor to her right and pulled her against his chest. “Stop crying. It’s all right,” he said softly. “We’re all in this together.”

  Calen knelt on her right side, offering a damp washcloth to wipe her face.

  From behind, Jake’s hand appeared holding a glass of ginger ale. After taking a small sip, Mel expelled a heavy sigh.

  Van took a seat on the floor in front of her and took her hand in his. “Feel a little better, sweetheart?” he asked.

  Nodding, Mel handed him the glass after swallowing another mouthful of the cool bubbling liquid.

  “All right,” he said, crossing her legs and nestling in closer as his friend continued to hold their lover in his arms. “One at a time, let’s address your concerns. Pick one to start with.”

  “Who’s the father?” She blurted.

  “Is that important to you?” Van asked, rubbing his thumbs over the backs of her hands.

  “Well, isn’t it to the four of you?” she snapped.

  “Honestly, baby…” Jake shrugged, giving her a sexy grin. “No.”

  “Why?” she countered, tipping her head in confusion. “How can you not care about something like that?”

  “A baby born into our family will be loved by all of us, Melanie,” Calen answered, and before she could spout a rebuttal, he added, “equally.”

  She took a few minutes to contemplate his words. “But…”

  “There is no ‘but,’ Mel,” Philip said in a hushed tone against her temple. “The four of us are very secure in this relationship and in our love for you. A baby fathered by one of us will be loved, taken care of, and raised by all of us.” As if reading her mind, Philip raised a brow, and then shook his head when she would have spoken. “That one is settled. Hit us with another.”

  “I didn’t do it on purpose,” she said.

  “We know that,” Calen responded, brushing the back of his fingers across her cheek.

  “But I wasn’t on birth control… I deceived you.”

  “Let’s get this straight,” Jake said crouching beside Van. “You’ve been told all of your adult life that you’d never conceive, so you didn’t see the need to be on the pill. Is that right?”

  She nodded.

  “Well, then how did you deceive us?” He asked with a half shrug.

  “I didn’t tell you that I didn’t think I could get pregnant,” she stated as an apology and dropped her chin to her chest.

  “I don’t feel deceived.” Jake shrugged. “Do any of you?”

  The remaining three shook their heads.

  A light giggle escaped her as she smiled at each of them. “You’re going to have an answer for everything I say, aren’t you?”

  “Probably,” Calen replied, pushing a stray curl behind her right ear. “Okay, what else you got?”

  “We’re not married,” she said simply.

  The room fell quiet as the men seemed to digest that.

  “Well, we may have found the stumper.” Calen chuckled after several moments of silence. Then added, “Do you want to get married, baby?”

  “Are you asking me?”

  “Well…no. Uh…what I mean is…” With a helpless glance, he looked to the others. “Little help, please.”

  Philip’s finger caught her under the chin and he turned her face so she looked up at him. “Sorry, honey, I suppose we just assumed what we share with each other would be enough,” he said, his eyes full of love.

  “But whose last name will the baby have? Babies are usually given their father’s name, but since we don’t know who that is…”

  “Well, if marriage is important to you…”

  Mel shook her head cutting Jake off. “No, no, I didn’t mean one of you has to marry me. Ugh, fuck, I don’t know what I’m saying. I’m sorry.” Mel took a deep breath and ran her fingers through her hair. “I just…I’m…going…to…be…a mom.” A shudder moved through her as she tried to tamp the bad thoughts suddenly swarming her mind. “I don’t know how to be a mom.” Four deep chuckles reverberated though her and her nipples puckered.

  Great timing, she cursed her body.

  “Well, the four of us don’t know how to be dads, either,” Van reminded her. “So we’ll all learn how to ‘parent’ together. How does that sound?”

  Mel sighed again and looked into the eyes of each of her lovers. If they were comfortable with this, then there was no reason for her not to be. They were a family just a few short hours ago and the fact they’d learned they were about to become parents didn’t change that status.

  Their family was just going to get a little bigger.

  Jake, Calen, and Philip’s parents were going to be thrilled, not to mention the aunts, uncles, and cousins. Melanie’s heart pounded in her chest as she thought of all the love their baby would receive in this family. With all the support around her, all the encouragement, how in the world could she have any doubt about this blessing given to her…to them?

  “It’s not like we have a choice,” she said. Feeling Philip tense beside her, she looked to each of them and gasped at their expressions. They had misinterpreted her words.

  Reaching for each of their hands, she brought them to the small swell of her abdomen. With a broad smile she knew lit up her face, she informed them, “We’re going to be parents.”

  Van leaned into her and pressed his lips against hers. Parting her lips, she welcomed the sweep of his tongue as it sought out hers.

  On her left side, Philip’s teeth nipped gentle love bites along her neck and the lobe of her ear. “We’re going to celebrate,” he whispered. “Wanna join us?”

  A deep moan caught in her throat as eager hands began tugging at her shirt, pulling it over her head. Van’s mouth again found hers as her bra was unfastened and removed and two tongues licked her peaked nipples.

  “Yes,” she murmured.

  The warmth of Philip’s firm naked chest pressed against Mel’s bare back, and his fingers burned a path along her skin until he came to the button and zipper of her pants. Once unfastened, with teasing slowness he helped her to wiggle free of both her panties and pants.

  Calen and Jake continued to finesse the achy tips of her breasts, alternating between painful nips, and soothing licks. With her eyes closed, lost in their seduction, she reached for each of them and found each had shed their own clothing.

  Hands pulled or pushed, she wasn’t sure which, her legs wide and fingers teased the sensitive folds in between. As thick fingers pushed inside her, Mel groaned into Van’s mouth. The digits pumped into her several times before withdrawing to venture lower.

  “Pass the K-Y.” A husky voice whispered in the air.

  After teasing the puckered hole, one by one, fingers probed inside until she was sure three, maybe four were stretching the snug opening.

  “She’s ready,” Calen moaned against her right breast, and she felt his fingers pull free from her body.

  Philip leaned back until he lay flat on the floor and Melanie was helped up to straddle his hips. His hands grabbed her buttocks and pushed them wide as she lowered herself, ta
king every inch of his cock inside her ass.

  As Van continued to feast upon her mouth, gently he pushed so her back was pressed tight against Philip’s chest.

  With her legs on either side of Philip’s, he bent his knees pushing his legs wide, opening her body for their taking.

  Van took his time, kissing and licking his way down the length of Mel’s body, stopping to enjoy her breasts with Calen and Jake, and the salty taste of her flesh. Her skin glistened as a sheen of perspiration coated it. Meeting Calen’s hungry look, Van leaned into him and kissed his male lover with the same fervor he’d just used on his female lover.

  Pulling away and with a lick of his lips, Van continued south until he reached his mark. Using his fingers spread her plump lips open, his thumb drawn to the swollen nub beckoning his touch.

  Calen and Jake once again suckled Mel’s breasts, and both were stroking a furious rhythm on their cocks.

  The sight of Calen pulling his shaft while feasting on their lover’s tits, along with the sight of Philip’s cock buried deep in Mel’s ass, tested the last thread of Van’s control. Dipping his head, his lips closed around the bundle of nerves his fingers were teasing and he drew hard on her.

  The moaning and groaning from the group was like music to his ears and the sudden gasp from Melanie sent a jolt through his tight balls.

  “Oh, my God,” she whimpered as Philip began to move beneath her.

  Glancing up from between her splayed thighs, Van watched as Jake and Philip shared a deep kiss.

  Calen, too, had moved and knelt beside Mel’s head and slowly fed his cock into her open mouth, his fingers plucking at the tip of her right breast.

  Mirroring Calen’s stance, Jake’s shaft disappeared into Philip’s mouth, and the four found their natural rhythm and began moving as one.

  The taste of Melanie’s essence changed slightly and the musky scent accompanying it told him she was close to release. With desperation, he needed to be inside her. Crawling up her body his mouth closed around her neglected left nipple, and with a single thrust shoved balls-deep within her.

  Her hands gripped his hips, fingertips dug in, and he knew he’d bear bruises in the morning. Trying not to add weight to his friend on the bottom, Van held himself up so Philip could continue to stroke their lover from below.