Double Score

by Violet Paige

  “Hell yeah.” He walked gingerly. I was surprised there were no crutches, but his doctors said he could use them when he felt it was necessary. I knew that meant never.

  “I’ll take this upstairs,” Dylan reported, leaving us alone for a minute in the foyer.

  I slipped the engagement ring off my finger and deposited it in the bowl by the front door. It was a new habit I had. When I walked through this door I was theirs.

  I wrapped my hands around his neck. “Don’t you think you should sit?” I asked.

  “And miss my homecoming kiss?”

  His mouth landed on mine and I was instantly lost in the heat of his tongue. It twined, lashing in my mouth. I tasted the mint on his lips and tugged against his neck, sinking into the kiss.

  “I missed you,” I whispered.

  “Not as much as I did.”

  “Come on. Let’s get your leg elevated.” I threaded my fingers through his and led him to the living room.

  “It’s fine. Really. Normal activity.”

  I shook my head. “Let me take care of you.”

  He exhaled as I pushed him to the couch. I had so much to tell him. So much to tell both of them. I didn’t know where to begin. For now, I wanted to live in this moment when Isaac was home.

  “That’s not how this works, baby.” He grinned. “It’s my job to take care of you.”

  I felt the little flutter in my core. If only it were that easy.

  “But I have a surprise for you.” I smiled.

  I heard Dylan’s footsteps coming down the hall. “I want in on the surprise.”

  I looked between them. My heart melted. My insides shook. It had been so long since we had been together. Since I had loved them together. I changed my mind on the surprise. Big conversations and serious talks could wait a little longer.

  “I don’t think you should climb the stairs.” I twisted my lip under my teeth. “Why don’t I meet you two in the guest room?”

  “I can climb stairs,” Isaac countered. “It was laser surgery.”

  “Yes, but you had three,” I argued.

  “I’d like to have a damn three-way, so stop giving me a hard time, baby.”

  I giggled. “I’ll meet you in the guestroom in two minutes.”

  I ran out of the room and up the stairs. I dug through the back of my closet looking for the naughty nurse lingerie I bought.

  I found the black bag and held it up in triumphant. I quickly peeled my suit off and slipped into the sheer number, adding the white coat that barely covered my ass. I liked that there were layers. One surprise after another. I fastened the hat, pinning it above my ears. I threaded the stockings over my thighs and clipped them with the garters. I felt sexy.

  I tiptoed down the stairs and slinked along the back wing of the house where the guest room was tucked away. I lost my breath when I walked in the room.

  They were lying on the bed. Arms folded behind their heads with their cocks throbbing and bulging in the air.

  I froze. I wanted to look at their strong athletic bodies. Take them in this way.

  “Damn it, Vanessa,” Isaac growled. I saw him take his cock in his hand and fist it. “Are you trying to make me come before we fuck?”

  I walked toward the bed. I crawled between them.

  “So fucking dirty and sexy,” Dylan whispered.

  “You like it?” I tugged at the buttons on the white jacket. The top one popped off and exposed the sheer fabric underneath. My nipples strained against it. Things were suddenly tighter on my breasts.

  Isaac slid the sleeves of the coat off, revealing the sheer lingerie underneath. The garter was cut so that everything between my legs was exposed.

  “Fuck.” He looked at me.

  I was hungry for him. Anxious for both of them. There was nothing I loved more than being in bed with them. Having their arms and legs wrapped around me. Their cocks buried deep inside me while they kissed and lavished me with dirty words. Dirty promises that made all my fantasies come true. I needed those now. I needed this to bring us back together. I needed this to make me forget everything else outside the bedroom door.

  Dylan was behind me, kissing my neck. His hands played with my nipples through the fabric. They were so sensitive and tender. I leaned forward, taking Isaac’s cock in my hand. I had missed it. I licked my lips as I lowered my mouth.

  “Fuck, baby.” He thrust upward as I sucked him to my throat. I moaned with satisfaction. I loved how he tasted.

  “Damn, I missed watching you do that.” Dylan kissed my shoulder. “You give the best blow jobs.”

  I loved the encouragement. I loved their reactions to my body. Dylan’s hands slid along my thighs.

  “Keep fucking her mouth, man. Shit.” Dylan pried my legs wider as my head bobbed up and down, working his cock like crazy. “This tight little ass is mine today, isn’t it?”

  I wiggled backward as my answer. But I had to have them both. I needed it. I looked in Issac’s eyes.

  He lifted my chin, sliding his shaft from my lips.

  “Fuck me, baby.”

  Oh yes. This was my favorite place to be. I straddled him, sinking the wet walls of my pussy over Isaac’s cock. I clenched and ground into him as he hissed and groaned.

  Dylan was behind me, nudging against my asshole. I relaxed the tight muscles as he rubbed lube into me. And with a howl he slammed into me.

  I screamed their names. First one then the other. Over and over as they pumped into me. This was my bliss. My heaven. The place where art streaked across my vision. I was lost in the purity of our skin melting into each other.

  My ass stretched as Dylan claimed it mercilessly riding me, fucking me like crazy. I was on the edge faster than I had ever been. I wanted it to last a little longer, but Isaac reached forward, strumming my clit and I wasn’t strong enough to resist. My inner sex panther broke loose, clawing her way out. I screamed and bucked as the orgasm tore through me. I soared as Isaac’s cock drove into me.

  “Yes, yes! Isaac. Dylan. Fuck me. So much harder.” I grabbed at Isaac’s chest as the tears started to rain from my eyes. The climax curled my toes and lit my skin on fire.

  “I love you,” I whimpered. “I love you so damn much.”

  “I love you too, baby,” Isaac groaned as he pushed his final thrust upward and his release claimed me.

  “Oh fuck, Vanessa. I love you. Fuck. I love you.” Dylan’s fingers dug into my waist as he exploded inside me.

  “Oh shit,” I whispered, collapsing on top of Isaac with Dylan still inside me.

  “That was incredible.” Isaac kissed my head.

  I nodded. “Don’t ever leave again.”

  “I won’t, baby. I swear.”

  Dylan was slow to pull out from me. He kissed my lower back and fell backward on the bed. “Fucking insane. When did you become a sex panther?”

  I giggled. “You know I was thinking my spirit animal was a sex panther.”

  He laughed loudly. “It fits you.”

  I wanted to stay here all day like this. But we had a team to save, and it was time I started breaking the news.

  42

  Vanessa

  The shower felt good after sex. I told the guys I needed a minute to myself. I washed my tender body, letting my hands rest on my belly. The stick was sitting on the counter. I knew it would say pregnant before I even took it.

  And there the word was, blinking over and over on the digital screen.

  I dried off and pulled on Isaac’s Warriors T-shirt. I slipped into a pair of Dylan’s boxers. I padded back to the kitchen where Dylan was making lunch. He had grilled cheeses lined up on the gourmet broiler.

  The stick was behind my back. I didn’t know if this was the right way to tell them or not. Was there a right way to say something like this? I was scared to death things would change. That everything would be different.

  Dylan hummed as he flipped the sandwiches over.

  Isaac had his leg propped on an empty bar stool with a bag of

frozen peas over his knee. I stared at him.

  “Did I hurt you? Oh God, I was trying to be careful.”

  “I’m fine. I have to do ice twice a day. Thought I’d get it over with while I’m waiting on my lunch.” He cracked a funny smile.

  I sighed. “Oh good. Because if we have to hold off on sex…”

  “Hell no. Don’t ever say those words.”

  I twisted my lips together. It was on the tip of my tongue. I had to say it. I had to tell them, but the room started to feel fuzzy. I saw spots and I reached for the counter. Dylan must have seen me. He dropped the spatula and scooped me up before my knees buckled. The test fell from my hands and hit the floor.

  “Darlin’, you ok?”

  I nodded, but it was there at my feet. The three of us stared at it.

  “What is that?” Dylan asked.

  Isaac leaned over, collecting it from the floor. He read the stick. The room was still spinning, but they were mesmerized by the stick. Dylan’s hand was around my waist, steadying me.

  “You’re pregnant?” Isaac’s eyes lifted to mine.

  “Pregnant?” Dylan almost choked.

  I nodded. “I am.”

  Isaac let the bag of peas slide from his knee. He stood and walked toward me. I looked in his eyes. He knew. He knew exactly when it happened.

  “It’s mine, isn’t it?”

  I nodded. “How did you know?”

  “The night you showed us your art. Damn it, Vanessa. I don’t know what to say. I know you probably think I fucked everything up…but…” he placed his hands on my stomach. “But I love you, and I want this baby with you.” He eyed Dylan and took a big breath. “You can say something, brother.”

  Dylan’s hands circled the other side of my belly. I didn’t know if he would be jealous, or angry. I only didn’t want the baby to come between them, or us. My eyes stung with tears.

  “Dylan?” I searched his face for some kind of reaction.

  “You’re so damn beautiful pregnant, Vanessa.”

  I choked back a sob. “You’re ok with it?”

  He nodded. “We’ve been doing exactly what we wanted the past few months. And it doesn’t matter to me that this baby has Isaac’s DNA, we made this kid.”

  I nodded in total agreement. “Oh my God.” My knees finally buckled and they caught me. Dylan offered to carry me to the couch while Isaac filled a tall glass with ice and water.

  “I need to talk to both of you.” I sipped the water. The room felt less woozy. Vertigo was a bitch.

  “Just give yourself a few minutes. We can talk later,” Isaac suggested.

  “No.” I shook my head. “It’s important. There’s a press conference tonight.”

  “What kind?” Dylan eyed me, making sure I kept drinking the water.

  “It’s to announce the new VP of the Warriors management staff.”

  “Do you have to go?” Isaac asked. “You might need to take some time off. How long have you been fainting like this?”

  I ignored his question. “I hired Charlie earlier in the week when she discovered our relationship status.” I might it sound practically normal. “She came up with an idea.”

  I chugged the rest of the water, leaving the ice in the bottom of the glass and handed it to Dylan.

  “Tonight I’m going to announce that Isaac Price is joining the Warriors as our vice president. He will be working with me exclusively. Attending meetings, conferences, sitting with me in the family box. If I’m there, he is there.”

  “What?” Isaac stared at me.

  “Charlie thinks this is the only option for us to be together.” I turned to Dylan. “Unless…” I couldn’t bear to say it.

  Dylan shook his head. “I’m not running. Not this time. I’ve never stuck around for anyone other than Isaac. And it looks like he needs me right now too.”

  I breathed a sigh of relief. “Good, because this whole plan blows up in my face if you leave now.”

  Dylan looked at Isaac and then at me. His eyes darted back and forth.

  “Marry me, Vanessa.”

  “What?” I sat forward on the couch.

  “For real. Plan the wedding. Meet me at the end of the aisle.”

  “Wait a fucking minute.” Isaac leaned forward.

  I closed my eyes. This is not what I had planned. My heart was about to beat out of my chest.

  “I’m being serious. You and Vanessa are tied together forever. She’s having your baby. Be my wife.” He’s eyes pierced me.

  “I-I…are we crazy?”

  “Fucking nuts,” Dylan laughed.

  Isaac rubbed the back of his head. “The world is going to think this baby is yours.”

  I brushed his cheek with the back of my hand. “It’s our baby. And I belong to both of you. I don’t care what the world thinks. This baby is going to have so much love. Two amazing daddies.” I was tearing up again. Damn these pregnancy hormones.

  I wiped my eyes.

  Isaac nodded his head. “Only if I get a honeymoon too.”

  I giggled. “I think we can come up with some king of emergency Warriors business that will require the VP to be on hand.” I winked, loving how smart Charlie’s plan was.

  “Triple honeymoon. I like it.” Isaac smiled.

  “We’re really going to plan a wedding?” I squealed.

  “Yeah, darlin’. You’re going to be a bride.”

  I looked down at my stomach. “People are going to know, aren’t they? I don’t want to be huge at our wedding. Oh, God.”

  “You’re beautiful now. And you’re going to be beautiful whenever you set the date.”

  I nodded. I was panicking for no reason.

  “I have something else I need to tell you.”

  They listened while I filled them in on the family breakfast meeting.

  Isaac’s eyes hardened. “He’s not taking the team.”

  “No, he’s not.” Dylan’s voice was rougher than usual.

  “I have legal on it, and Charlie is already planning how to spin the family fall out if it gets to that. I don’t want this to hurt the Warriors brand. We’re a family team, and the last thing I need is my family feud destroying the legacy. It has taken all season to earn the respect of the team again, I can’t have them doubting me.”

  “Let us take care of that.” Dylan squeezed my shoulder. “The guys love you for what you’ve done for them. They aren’t going to want your partying brother to take over and gamble away everything they’ve accomplished. I can handle the team.”

  “Thank you.” I smiled.

  I sank down in the pillows. I was suddenly exhausted.

  Isaac pulled a blanket from the back of the couch. “I’m going to prop my knee up over here. Why don’t you sleep?”

  “I have to get ready for the press conference,” I argued.

  Dylan kissed my cheek. “We’ll wake you up. Rest.”

  I didn’t have the energy to argue anymore. I closed my eyes and fell asleep knowing I was the luckiest woman in the world. Isaac’s baby was growing inside me and it wouldn’t be long before I was Dylan’s wife. Maybe I should have been too excited to sleep.

  43

  Vanessa

  It had been a week since the press conference announcing Isaac’s new position. I kept waiting for the lawsuit. I was on edge every day, expecting a team of lawyers to show up and serve the papers that would make a claim about the Warriors.

  Candy wheeled in a fresh cart of juice.

  I smiled. “Good morning. Thank you.” She had added pastries. I took the top croissant.

  Isaac appeared in the doorway behind her. Damn, he was gorgeous.

  Candy winked at him, but he didn’t even notice. It made me love him a little more.

  “I have some notes to go over.” He held up a file.

  “Right.” I looked at Candy.

  “Holler if you need something.” She closed the door as she exited.

  I walked around from my desk. “What file is that?”

  He opened it, revealing a blank sheet of paper. “An excuse to come see you.”

  I giggled. “You don’t need one of those. You’re the VP. You can walk in here anytime you want.”

  He grabbed me by the waist, pulling me toward him. “There are so many things we could do in this office.”

  “Like what?” I teased.

  “You didn’t happen to pack that nurse’s uniform, did you?”

  I blushed. “That doesn’t meet Warriors executive dress code, Mr. Price.”

  “What if I said I read a memo from the new VP that required you to get naked right now, Miss McCade?”

  My eyes shot to his. “You wouldn’t.”

  “Try me.”

  “Isaac.” I wasn’t very convincing with my warning.

  He took a step back, his hand twisting the lock in place. “Take off your fucking clothes now,” he groaned.

  I swallowed hard, shimming out of my skirt and unbuttoning my blouse. He took a giant step toward me. His pants shucked on the floor.

  “This is so wrong,” I whispered.

  “What does your sex panther say?” he teased.

  I hissed when his fingers slid between my legs. He pried my folds wide, massaging my clit. Everything was so sensitive, so alive.

  “Damn, you’re so wet. So ready for me to fuck you, aren’t you?”

  “God, yes.”

  I wanted to be swept up in his arms. I wanted him to be deep inside me. He wrapped a leg around his waist and pinned me to the wall. He entered me with a slow thrust.

  “Oh, Isaac,” I moaned.

  “Shh, baby.”

  He pumped inside me. “I want it harder,” I begged.

  He groaned as he sank himself inside me. “Fucking perfect.”

  He hoisted my other leg to his hip as he drove himself home. He let his passion take off as his fucked me wildly. My legs flew in the air and my tits bounced as we climbed higher and higher. I bit his shoulder to keep my screams from erupting.

  I shattered on his cock, coming hard just as he exploded inside me. He tilted my lips toward his, bringing a slow kiss across them.

  He carefully lowered me to the floor.

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