She whimpered, but he didn’t speed up his thrusts. He made sure she knew who was in control. There was nothing she could do to make him go faster. He waited, stroking her until she came. His name echoing off the walls from her pleasured screams, which was exactly what he wanted.
Wrapping his arms around her, he took possession of her mouth. This time, he wasn’t going to fuck her, but make love to her. To let her know with his actions as well as his words that what he meant was the truth. He loved her so fucking much. Not a day went by when he didn’t think of her.
Being here, this was home to him. It was more of a home to him than the one in his childhood and the apartment he owned in the city. This was the life he wanted. The only change he’d make was that he, Eric, and Micah would live with her in her part of the house. That was all he wanted.
When he came, he did so staring into her eyes. It was sweet, perfect, and Daphne was the first and only person he had ever made love to. She owned his heart, his mind, his body, and his soul. He was one hundred percent devoted to her.
Chapter Thirteen
Daphne had found the test in Dean’s bathroom.
She’d gone back to her own room and taken it.
Positive.
She was pregnant with the baby of one of three men.
She put a hand to her stomach. In the past couple of days, she had come to a realization. All three of her men had gone through a lot growing up. They didn’t have it easy, which was what she and so many people would assume. None of them did. They all had one life. They had all taken a chance to be with her. To fall in love with her.
Staring up at the home her grandma had given her, she smiled. This was the life she had always wanted. She hoped wherever her grandma was, she knew that and how happy she’d been living here, working, loving life.
Eric, Micah, and Dean all had something missing in their lives. She didn’t. Her parents had died, but they had loved her so deeply. Her grandma had passed away, but not without showing her every single day how much she was loved. Everywhere she turned, there was grief in her life, but there was also love. So much of it.
She wasn’t cursed. She wasn’t destined to be hurt.
What she truly believed, and it sounded corny in her head, was that she was destined to love these three men in ways they had never even imagined. They were all broken in their own way.
Nibbling on her lip, she took a deep breath and started toward the house. They’d all eaten breakfast. She’d been enjoying her dry toast as usual. She’d taken the test that morning but she hadn’t told them.
The time to tell them was now.
After entering her home, she closed the door and made her way toward one of the conference rooms. They were rarely used, and she often put smaller tables into the room for more dinner space. The three men had made that kind of change and turned it into a conference room.
As she entered, all three were clicking away.
She was tempted to leave them, but they needed to see that life with her was going to have to be a little unpredictable. If they wanted to be loved by her, then they were just going to have to accept it.
Stripping off her clothes, she still hadn’t caught their attention. Eric was the closest. She walked right up to him, slamming the lid of the computer down and moving between him to climb and straddle his waist.
“Whoa, what the … Daphne,” he said.
She didn’t know if she’d distracted the other two.
“I’ve got something to tell you.” She pressed a kiss to his neck, sucking on his pulse. She used her teeth, biting down.
His hands went to her ass. “I’m listening.”
She shook her head. “The only way I get to tell you is if I can tell each of you, and I can’t do that while they’re busy working.”
Daphne heard the unmistakable sound of the computers slamming closed and their chairs pushing back.
She tugged Eric’s shirt up over his head, tracing her fingers across his body. “I want you inside me,” she said.
She stood, and in a matter of seconds, Eric released his zipper, easing out his cock. She moved into position and slid down onto his length. Inch by inch, she was filled to the brim.
Glancing at Micah and Dean, she smiled. “I want you both naked.”
They rid their clothes and stood close. She reached out, wrapping her fingers around their hard lengths.
“I want you all to fuck me, today, in this room,” she said. “No work. We’re not doing anything else but eating and fucking.”
Dean captured her neck, tilting her head back. “And why would we do that?”
“Because … I love you. I love all three of you, and I’m pregnant, and it’s what I want,” she said. “You work hard enough. Now you get to play with me.”
Dean kissed her hard, biting into her bottom lip. Once he was done, Eric captured her face, drawing her close, and kissing her hard. Next, Micah kissed her hard as well.
She moaned their names, not wanting to let go.
Clutching Eric’s shoulders, she started to move up and down his shaft. He gripped her hips and guided her over his length.
“You really love us?” Eric asked.
“Yes, with my whole heart. I’m not lying to you. I want this. I want you. I want all of you.” She cried out as Micah settled behind her
