A Daddy for Mother's Day_A Secret Baby Romance

by Natalie Knight

  "Better?" I ask.

  "Yes. Much. It's liquid courage."

  "You can tell me, baby. I promise I won't bite."

  "Well, I know you’ve been wondering about me and Percy, and I think it's time for me to confess. I need to tell someone the truth."

  I am all ears on this one. Anything to understand Percy's motives and position will help me.

  "Tell me everything. I want to know."

  "He's been blackmailing me. He's also been blackmailing my family. He read the will, Kieran. He got a hold of it before any of you did, and it says that your father's estate will go to whoever can continue the line."

  Now it all makes sense to me.

  Fuck!

  I feel nothing but rage for my so-called brother.

  "Thus, the pregnancy."

  "Yeah, he's been making me pretend about the whole thing. He has my father's company in his clutches, and he could destroy it on a whim."

  "Fuck," I whisper under my breath.

  Now I see all the heartache she's been through. Obviously, I knew she was never pregnant, but this shit from Percy is on a whole new level.

  I hold her hand and she squeezes mine back. I know she's afraid of what Percy can do to her family, but at the same time, I’m so fucking glad that she trusts me. She’s not feeling hopeless anymore.

  I give her an encouraging smile.

  "You're strong, baby. Telling me is the first step. Now we can work on fixing it together."

  "You think I'm strong?"

  Who could ever resist those blue eyes? They're like Caribbean blue, the perfect match to the ocean. And it looks like she's been containing an ocean of hurt all by herself.

  "You are.” I nod. “And telling me was the best thing you could have done. We’ll put a stop to all of this."

  She breathes a sigh of relief, and it's like a huge weight has been lifted.

  I lean in, kissing her lovingly and surprising myself with the gentleness of the act.

  Normally, I'm not into kissing at all. Usually, I don't care. I’m all about the fucking. Get in, then get the fuck out. But something about Stacy makes me want to care, and I feel myself having a change of heart.

  More than just fucking her, I want to have her, to possess her.

  Stacy…she’s like an addiction. And I’m ready for my next fix.

  Carter

  I've been driving my father's Range Rover and I pull it up to the estate after having run some errands. I’m surprised to see Kieran in the driveway, apparently waiting for me.

  Is this about Stacy? Does he know that I fucked her?

  That must be it.

  I think about what I’ll say. There's no way I'm giving Stacy up, not yet anyway. She's the best lay I've had in a very long while.

  Kieran and I, while we used to be close, things have been cold between us. Percy's conniving ways have drawn a rift throughout the entire family. Where once we stood firmly as three brothers united against the world, now there’s distrust in the air. Nobody knows what's going on, and it's all his fault.

  "Hey, man, what's up?"

  "Carter, we have a problem."

  "Let me guess, it's about Stacy, right? I was going to bring that up. I was just waiting for the right moment."

  "No. It's not about her. I mean, I know you fucked her. And I did too. And I am planning to continue that,” he tells me with a quick shrug.

  Well, okay then. At least that much is clear.

  “But that's beside the point. We have a bigger problem at large."

  "Percy?"

  "Yup. And guess what the slimy little bastard has been up to?"

  "I've been trying to find that out." No luck so far. Maybe Kieran’s done better at figuring it out.

  We walk inside so that we can have more privacy, through the house and back out to the pool area where Percy's ears can’t reach.

  Kieran looks around, then leans forward. "He's been like a cancer to this family, eating away at everything our father built. I know we’re not blood, Carter, but we spent all those years having each other's back, and you’re the closest thing I have to family now. We need to stick together."

  I consider what he's saying. I get it. We need to unite against Percy instead of letting him divide and conquer.

  "So what's he done? What's his angle?"

  "I met with Stacy, and we had a very revealing conversation. She told me some things about Percy."

  "Things? Like what?"

  "Well, I'm sure you could see that their marriage is based on lies. He would never touch her."

  "Of course." I shudder at the idea of Percy putting his hands on her body.

  "It looks like he's holding something over her family,” Kieran continues. “He's blackmailing her in some way and I'm not sure how, but it's bad. She's really torn about it, and she feels like one wrong move could leave her family in total collapse."

  Now it all makes sense to me.

  I knew something was wrong. I instinctively knew that Stacy hasn’t been happy, no matter how well she tries to hide it. The girl is a great fuck, sure, but she's also really kind and I find that endearing. I want to protect her from Percy – she doesn't deserve to deal with his manipulations.

  "So that's what’s been going on. I knew she wasn't pregnant. But she never breathed one word of it to me."

  He takes a seat on one of the lounge chairs and we watch the setting sun in the distance.

  "I'm surprised she told me, Carter. I think she's finally had enough of his abuse. But I also think she's still terrified of what might happen to her family."

  I scrape my hand across my jaw. "Fuck, I know. That's not good, not at all. She must really feel like a prisoner here."

  "Oh, she is. She’s definitely a prisoner. He has her by the throat, figuratively. It sounds like we’re the only ones who have touched her." He smirks.

  After hearing this depressing news about what my brother's done, I just want to go to Stacy and fuck the living daylights out of her to remind her that she has nothing to worry about as long as she's with me.

  I’ll protect her.

  Especially now that I know what’s going on.

  "I'm so glad she confided in you, Kieran. Otherwise, where would we be? With Nolan acting all crazy I have no idea who to trust anymore. I didn't think I could even trust you." Though I still can’t as far as Stacy’s concerned. Kieran fucking my girl makes me feel a little crazy.

  "Yeah, same here,” he breathes out, frustration dripping from his words. “Our father's house hasn't been the same since he died."

  "It puts everything into perspective, doesn't it?"

  And that also makes me think of Stacy. She must have been feeling so vulnerable and alone. I've been with her without even knowing what she's been going through, and some part of me wants to make that up to her.

  She's worth caring about. At least, I think I’m starting to care. It’s not something I’m familiar with.

  "So," he says, "I think we need to put aside our distrust for now, and work together to solve this thing. Percy has nothing now that we’re beginning to unravel his plan. Agreed?"

  "Yes, agreed. I'm glad to have at least one ally. I was beginning to feel like there was nothing to do except wait."

  I feel better knowing that Percy’s on his way down – and by our hands. I've had to deal with him for so long and I'm just done with it. He's never been a true man, and he has nothing but deception on his hands. I feel hopeful about things now – maybe we’ll be able to keep our father's fortune entrusted to the right people.

  "So, what's our next move?"

  "Not sure, but I know that we need to work together until father's true wishes are accomplished."

  He holds out his hand and we shake on it.

  And then I see her. As I stare, Kieran turns his head, and we both look up towards Stacy's balcony, where she's come out in the skimpiest of lingerie. I smirk, remembering how I stole her lingerie when I fucked her the first time. Call it a souvenir.


  Fuck, she looks tasty standing there – and if I know anything about my brother, he’s thinking exactly the same thing.

  My cock is rock hard now, just watching her from a distance.

  “Let’s go,” I tell Kieran, and we both stand up at the same time and start making our way toward the house. It might make me crazy to think about Kieran and Stacy, but right now I want her so much that I’m willing to share. If she wants both of us, she can have us.

  And right now, I’m ready to show Stacy just how much we care about her.

  Stacy

  I’m finishing getting dressed when I hear their footsteps echoing just outside my room.

  I don’t know what took over me. When I heard their voices outside, almost under the balcony of my bedroom, I knew I had to do something. I strolled outside, wearing nothing but my skimpiest lingerie, and allowed the two of them a good look.

  Did I want them to come up to my bedroom like this? Of course.

  Was I expecting it? Not really.

  I mean, I’ve already been with the two of them, but having them inside my bedroom at the same time…who knows what might happen.

  “And there you are,” Kieran says the moment he came rushing inside my bedroom. One look into his eyes and I know exactly what’s going to happen – he’s going to ravage me, and he doesn’t care the slightest if Carter’s here with us.

  And that’s because…well, I think these really believe that sharing is caring.

  Carter closes the door with his foot in a hurry. Kieran runs his fingers over my face, grabs my neck firmly with his other hand and kisses me. Not a simple kiss, but a hard one full of desire.

  One that makes my whole body scream, yearning to feel him inside of me.

  I lean toward Carter, and gently pull him into me, grabbing him by his shirt. He smiles and kisses my neck, going up until his mouth touches mine. His lips are on me, Kieran's flavor still lingering in my mouth.

  Well, it just makes me so damn horny.

  This is absolutely perfect, being here with them. It’s all that I could wish for, really. Can this moment last forever?

  My lips press on Carter’s, and a storm of static electricity rages inside of me. My body buzzes with pleasure, a fire threatening to rip my muscles apart.

  While Carter kisses me, Kieran positions himself beside me and places his hands on my chest, getting closer to me. His fingers feeling the warmth of my body, he starts kissing my neck.

  I start to unbutton Carter´s shirt, revealing his sculptural body inch by inch. I run my fingers through his chest and abs, stopping where a trace of untanned skin starts to show.

  By now my body is already humming with pleasure from the inside out. God, I’m so damn wet, all of me aching to feel them.

  The moment the last button on Carter’s shirt pops open, I pull it down his arms. With him now half naked, my eyes wander over his perfectly carved muscles. Burning with desire, his fingers start to draw a line up and down my legs; each time closing in to my inner thighs, making my insides clench in delight.

  My heart is racing like a galloping horse, one hell bent on finishing the race in first place.

  Kieran presses his body against mine, the huge bulging on his crotch tenting his pants. He pushes me against the wall, his hands on my waist as he turns me around. My hands go to the wall, and I gasp as he starts unzipping my dress, kissing my neck all the while.

  I can hear his heavy breathing against my skin, all of him hungry for my body. He pushes the straps down my arms and my dress starts to droop, bunching up at my waist.

  “Why did you finish getting dressed?” Carter asks me with a smile. “The lingerie suited you just fine.”

  “I like being unwrapped like a present,” I reply with a slight laugh, and then I turn on my heels, my mouth looking for Kieran’s.

  We kiss and I close my eyes, allowing myself the privilege of going completely crazy – I hook my fingers on Carter’s belt and pull him into me as well, his lips going straight to my neck and chest and his fingers dangerously close to my completely drenched thong.

  Sliding his finger up my inner thigh, Kieran helps him and pulls my thong to the side. Carter then presses one finger right above my clit, rubbing it in fast circles and forcing me to pull out from Kieran’s kiss so I can moan.

  His finger then goes down to my pussy and strokes the whole length of it, before gently sliding his finger inside me. He does it once. And then twice.

  By the time he slides his finger in for the third time, my body is already alight with pleasure. Kieran joins the fray and, pressing his thumb over my clit.

  He’s applying downwards pressure and I almost feel my knees buckling under my weight. He continues rubbing my clit, all while stretching his fingers and brushing one of them gently between my inner lips in a coming and going motion.

  I move my hips in their direction slowly, barely able to control myself; he just applies a bit more pressure on my clit and I stop immediately, my whole body feeling an intense current of electricity running through every single nerve ending.

  I grit my teeth as my pussy tightens around Carter’s finger, a wave of endorphins hitting me at once. I moan loud as I climax, both men playing me as if I were an instrument.

  My body still reeling from the first orgasm of the night, I place my hands on their chests and push them back. I gasp as I feel their fingers letting go of my pussy, but I don’t stop. I walk between them, moving my hips teasingly as I cross the room toward the bed.

  Once there, I turn on my heels to face them, I reach for the clasp in my bra and unfasten it. I let the straps hang down my arms, the cups drooping over my breasts, but I keep the bra in place – they can peel it off of me. Then, an inviting smile on my lips, I throw myself back on top of the mattress.

  Kieran doesn’t wait for further instructions – he simply walks toward the bed and climbs on top of the mattress. Before I can even blink, he’s already kissing me hard, his hand crawling up my stomach to my still hidden breasts.

  Slowly, he starts to pull my left breast out of the bra, an erect nipple jumping into sight. He pulls on it lightly, pinching it between his index finger and thumb, and then starts to rub it softly.

  My body is going to explode with so much pleasure, I’m sure of it.

  I look to the side as Carter follows Kieran, climbing on top of the bed and joining us. He lowers his head toward my stomach and lays his lips there, letting them sail down to my waist and then to my inner thighs. He starts to kiss them eagerly, pressing two fingers over my thong at the same time.

  I close my eyes as I start to imagine him between my thighs, his full lips reaching for my pussy…Oh, I want him to lick me hard, I want his tongue tracing the whole contour of my wet pussy. Somehow, he seems to hear my thoughts – he pushes my thong to the side and, immediately after, he presses his lips against my pussy. He moves his warm tongue up and down my inner lips, always circling my clit whenever his tongue touches it. With each second that passes he starts licking me faster, his breathing intensifying as his tongues jabs at me in a frenzied lust.

  Oh, this is Heaven.

  Kieran

  As Carter is licking her pussy, I abruptly grab her bra and pull it down her arms. I throw it off to the floor, my hands immediately reaching for her breasts.

  With no control over her own hands, all this pleasure making her tremble, she begins to unbuckle my belt, tugging my pants down, anxious to set my cock free.

  With a growl, she hooks her fingers on my boxer briefs and send them down my legs, pushing with erratic movements. I grin at her and roll to the side, kicking my shoes off and pushing my own pants and underwear down my legs.

  Naked, I roll back to her, pressing my body against her. She rests her hand against my chest and let her fingers go down my stomach, feeling contour of my abs before she goes lower.

  She curls her fingers around the base of my cock and closes her eyes. Her hand starts to work on my cock, moving back and forth at a frenetic pace.
r />   At the same time, Carter takes absolute control over her pussy. His lips wrapped tight around her clit, he starts to suck on it. Then, he parts her inner lips with her fingers and, before she has the time to prepare for it, he slides his index finger in.

  He does it slowly, but goes all the way in, only stopping when her back is arched in delight; he presses hard then, drawing a purred moan out of her.

  “I want you,” she tells me, brushing her thumb over her red lips and calling me in.

  Without waiting for her to ask me twice, I kneel close to her head. She then lean into me and then wraps her mouth around my shaft, sucking harder as Carter suddenly slides one more finger inside of her. She starts rocking her hips against his hand as he keeps fingering her, flicking his wrist at her and sending his fingers flying in and out of her aching pussy.

  I place one hand on top of her head and, as I squeeze hard on her heaving breasts, I push her all the way down my length.

  Stacy lets herself go, my cock fitting over her tongue as she swallows me; she goes deep, and I mean really deep…So deep, her lips are brushing against the root of my cock.

  She starts bobbing her head up and down, matching the rhythm of Carter’s fingers inside of her. She has to stop for a moment, gritting her teeth as Carter’s incessant pace makes her inner walls become tighter around his fingers, squeezing hard on them. Realizing the way her pussy is succumbing to his touch, he pushes his fingers even deeper, only stopping when her whole body seems to be on fire.

  She screams, grabbing my cock with a harshness she can’t avoid while her whole body succumbs to a violent orgasm.

  Still with Carter’s finger in her, she leans into me and wraps her lips around me once more. Changing positions, she kneels, sucking my cock as she turns her ass back to Carter. He runs one hand over her round cheeks, grabbing at them harshly as he keeps sliding his fingers in and out of her, her wet juices coating his hand.

  I pop my cock out of her mouth, but just for the time necessary for me to stand up. Towering over her, I grab my cock and guide it inside her once more, this time slowly thrusting my hips and fucking her mouth as if I was doing it to her pussy.