“Are you my shrink now?”
“Nope, just what I’m learning from the internet. I swear I need to change professions and be a guru. That sounds awesome. Do you think you could hire me to give classes and shit like that? Tell people about the power of positivity?” she asked.
“I’ve got to go. I’m getting hungry, and no, not unless you’re qualified.”
“You’re no fun.”
She laughed, said her goodbyes, and hung up.
Love.
It was such an easy four-letter word and yet, it had so much meaning. Everyone used it in everyday life. They loved takeout. They loved to read. They loved music and movies. An endless list of loves that were, to a certain extent, just words.
Staring back up at the bed-and-breakfast, she stilled. Everyone she’d ever loved deeply had gone. Each death had taken a little piece of her.
Eric, Micah, and Dean were taking pieces of her. They didn’t even know it, and it scared her. She didn’t know if she could allow herself to let go long enough to trust them.
The pain of losing them, if she finally let herself fall, would be too much. Yet, not telling them seemed almost cruel.
Daphne didn’t have a clue about what she was going to do.
Chapter Twelve
Eric came to a stop outside Daphne’s bathroom. Each night, after they had sex, she’d escape to her room, making the excuse that she needed some time to think. He sat on the edge of the bed, listening to her throw up.
She’d been like this for a couple of weeks. Dean had the pregnancy test, but so far, he hadn’t even given it to her.
He ran his hands down his thighs, waiting for her to finish.
Once he heard the shower run, he made his way into the bathroom, leaving the door open.
“Who is that?”
He removed all his clothes and proceeded to climb into the shower. Completely naked, he stared up and down her body. So far, he couldn’t see any indication that she was pregnant.
The facts were in, though. There was no denying it.
She couldn’t drink coffee anymore. Certain food smells set her off, and she was throwing up in the mornings.
“How are you feeling?” he asked, reaching out to grab the soap, lathering up his hands.
“I don’t know what you mean.”
“You can lie to me all you want, but it’s not going to change the fact that we both know what’s going on. You just need to tell us.”
“It’s not very polite to speak like that,” she said.
He spun her around so she faced the tiled wall. Putting his hands on her stomach, he rubbed in the soap, slowly moving up to capture her breasts, soaping them up. Pinching her nipples, he heard her gasp, followed by a deep, guttural moan.
“You think we don’t know what is happening, Daphne? We do. We all do.” He licked her neck before sinking his teeth into the flesh.
Gliding one hand down between her thighs, he began to stroke her clit.
She gasped as he used two fingers, massaging her nub, rubbing two fingers on either side before moving down to plunge into her cunt. “You’d think with three men fucking you, you wouldn’t be so tight.”
“Please, Eric,” she said.
“Do you want my cock?”
“Yes.”
“Then tell me,” he said.
She cried out as he pinched her nipple. “Please.”
“Tell me.”
“I…” She stopped and he continued to torture her clit and nipples. “I’m pregnant. I think I’m pregnant.”
“And why won’t you tell us?”
She tilted her head to the side and he saw the tears in her eyes. “Because I’m afraid.”
“What are you afraid of?” he asked.
“Of you all leaving me. Everyone I’ve ever loved has left me, and it hurts, Eric. It hurts so bad. I don’t want to love you. None of you. Not you, not Micah, not Dean. But…”
“But what?”
“I think it’s too late.”
He brought her to orgasm and heard her desperate cries turn to moans as her release rocked her world.
Placing her hands on the wall, he tilted her ass so he could get the right angle. As he plunged in deep, they both moaned together. The sounds they made echoed around the room.
He pulled out and slammed inside. With his grip on her hips, he looked down, watching her cunt open up around his cock. He moved his hands to her ass cheeks, spreading them wide, looking at her puckered hole. He hadn’t fucked her there for a few days.
Eric worked his thumb to her hole and began to massage her right there, pushing just deep enough to drive her wild.
Daphne thrust back to meet him. “Please,” she said.
“I know what you want.”
With his other hand, he held her tight against his cock as he stroked her clit. His greedy woman wanted a second orgasm. It just so happened that he wanted to give her a second and to feel her explode all over his cock.
Pushing his thumb into her ass, he fingered her clit and felt her pussy tighten around him.
“There’s no way any of us are ever leaving you, Daphne. From the moment we stepped into this place, you’ve belonged to us. We want you. I can only speak for myself, but this place is my future and I want to spend all of it with you, and any children we might have.”
“But … there’s three of you. I’m being greedy asking you all to stay.”
“No, baby, you’re giving us everything we’ve ever dreamed about. We’re more than just friends. We’re brothers, and we’re
