Chapter 5
Five
APRIL
L ife is really good in the lumberjack house. That’s what I call it. In fact…
It feels like home.
The guys have really taken to my cooking and give me all the compliments. We have family dinner at night, which is something I never had before, but decided it was important enough to host without exception. Everyone goes around and airs their latest grievance, but then follows it with some gratitude.
“Wolf whistling that fucking song over and over again,” Jack says, then takes a hearty bite of my roast.
“Okay, but now you have to say something nice,” I remind him.
Jack’s green eyes narrow at Wolf, sitting to his right. “Um, his hair looks good.”
I smile and shimmy in my seat, then spear a carrot. “Wolf?”
“Yeah, Jack is an asshole and doesn’t know how to experience true joy through whistling tunes.”
“No name calling allowed,” I warn him with narrowed eyes.
Wolf smirks, then gives me a wink. “Well, my compliment is he looks good when he’s fucking you from behind.”
My jaw drops, but I just shove the bite in, hoping my cheeks don’t get too red. Wolf likes to watch me have sex with Jack and Brahn. Then, he follows up after they finish. It’s his favorite activity.
“Brahn?”
Brahn grunts, his hand gripping my thigh harder under the table.
“You have to participate. It’s family dinner,” I say.
He sets his fork down and finishes chewing the beef. “Fine. My complaint is that you’re not eating enough.” His whiskey brown eyes trail down my figure to my belly, which flips as he scans me.
“What do you mean? I eat all the time.”
The black strands of his beard shift as a muscle in the back of his jaw clenches. “I just… Are you hungrier lately?”
With a jolt, his body shifts as someone kicks his shin. Brahn glares at Wolf and Jack.
“No, why would I be?” I ask.
“He means with all the work you’ve been doing. Not just with the cleaning around here, but the gardening, too. Things look real nice everywhere, sweetheart,” Jack says with a big smile.
Wolf nods rapidly and agrees.
“Well, it would be better if you guys would pick up after yourselves. You know, I’m thinking of putting it on my ‘Do Not’ list.” Waving my fork at all of them, I threaten them. “If you don’t stop making my work more difficult, I’m adding a rest day to the week.”
All of them grumble loudly, but Jack nods solemnly and checks in with each of them. “Agreed. We’ll be better, sweetheart. Right, Wolf?”
“Hey, girlie. You’re the boss.”
When I look at Brahn, a rumble of a deep growl erupts from his chest.
“You don’t sit on our laps during meal times. I want you here on daddy’s lap so I can feed ya,” he says.
My eyes widen as I pause with my bite in the air. It definitely doesn’t sound unpleasant, being taken care of by burly Brahn. In fact, it makes me tingle between my legs. “Oh. I-I didn’t know that was something you wanted.”
“And the bed’s not big enough when these two fuckers try to interrupt my cupcake and reading time at night,” he continues.
“Your snuggly time, you mean,” Wolf says.
My breathing picks up. Brahn’s concerns raise several for me. Yes, we’re all growing a lot closer and usually end up in the bed all at once. Things get messy there. Someone steals all the blankets. Jack usually ends up on the floor and looks terrible in the morning. I haven’t been able to snuggle as much as I like on the tiny bed with big Brahn while he reads with Wolf peering over his shoulder trying to read the same thing making jokes.
Now that I think of it, maybe I haven’t been slowing down to eat. As if it heard me, my stomach rumbles, begging for more food. It’s funny that Brahn would be the one to notice my appetite first out of my guys.
Tilting my head to the side, I flutter my lashes delicately at Brahn. “That’s three grievances, Daddy Brahn. You have to share things you appreciate or else I’m going to feel like I’m ruining things around here.”
He slips a thick arm around my waist and hoists me onto his wide lap, then lifts a fork of stew up to my face until I take it between my teeth. A low groan vibrates through his big gut and into my back. All three men have put on pounds while I’ve been here and are even bigger than when I first met them. It makes me feel even tinier.
“I love everything you do around here. I just want our little girl to be taken care of,” he says.
His lips meet the side of my neck and not only does this send sparks down my spine, but I feel my heart squeeze with his mention of caring for me like I’m theirs . And with the word love .
Jack wipes his mouth and reaches across the table for my hand. “He’s right about that.”
I place my palm on his and ask, “About what?”
“You take care of us so good, we want to return the favor.”
“How so?”
Wolf’s lips curl into his signature wide smile. “Pamper you. Spoil you.”
The three men glance at each other like they’re hiding a secret and waiting for one to confess.
Looking at each of them, I beg for an answer to an unspoken question.
Jack is the one to break. “Sweetheart, we are really loving you being here. And we hope you never want to leave.”
Wolf snatches my other hand, the one Jack doesn’t have hold of. “It’s true. You fit with us. All of us and we, uh, we’re all feeling some type of way about it.”
“What type of way?” I swallow. My voice sounds small.
The corner of Jack’s lips lift into a sheepish grin. “Like…we like you and uh…have feelings toward you.”
Wolf nods rapidly in agreement. “Love you.”
My eyes widen at their confession while my heart skips a beat. “Who says I’m leaving?” I ask.
Brahn grunts. “No one. You’re not fucking leaving us. Ever.” The grip around my waist tightens as his arms squeeze me harder.
Choking out the words, my face is filled with confusion. “I’m not going anywhere.”
“That’s right,” Brahn says at the same time the other two nod emphatically.
“We just wanted to make things a bit more, um, permanent ,” Wolf says as if I’m slow.
“Yep. Seal a commitment is all,” Jack rubs his thumb over the back of my hand.
“What does that mean?” I ask.
“We want to make sure you understand you’re our girlfriend . Hopefully more than that when you’re ready.” Brahn lets the words tumble from his broad chest like he’s been dying to say them. “You’re not just some toy or agreement. Not just a cook or cleaner. You’re our woman.”
As my mouth opens to form a response, Brahn places a heavy kiss onto my temple and the guys squeeze my fingers.
“I see.” Never in my life did I think at nineteen I’d have three giant lumberjack boyfriends that want more with me. I’m assuming that means marriage. “Okay.”
“Okay?” Jack sighs out a breath of seeming relief, but he and Wolf teeter on the edges of their chairs as if waiting for more of an answer.
Glancing at each of them, my heart warms as I stare into their eyes. This last month has been the best of my life. I can’t imagine being with anyone else other than these men here with me now. Each provides something I’ve wanted and never knew how to ask for.
“I’m feeling like I like you all, too. That I have big feelings about each of you. So, yes. I’m okay with it. More than okay with it.”
“You’re our girlfriend?” Wolf asks for confirmation.
An easy smile parts my lips as heat of emotion stings my eyes. “You’re my boyfriends.”
Wolf lets out a huge laugh, then tosses his head back and actually howls. Brahn only lets out a grunt of victory, tugging me up higher on his lap to meet his firm rod of erection. Jack finishes his dinner, but this time with gusto, almost dancing in his chair.
Brahn stabs another piece with his fork and feeds me the rest of my plate. Then, he stands and hands me the utensil. “I expect that entire plate to be clean by the time we get back.”
“Where are you going?” I ask as they all rise from their seats.
Jack swipes at his beard, cleaning off some bit of corn. “To put a second bed in your room. We aren’t going to tolerate taking turns anymore.”
“We’re sleeping together,” Wolf says and they all wander down the hall as I realize what this means.
Like taking them all at once…
Am I even ready for that?
Brahn is already so huge that I don’t know if anyone else will fit when he’s inside me. Jack is so passionate, he may end up pulling a muscle trying to move around the other guys. Despite Wolf loving to watch, I’m not sure he has the patience to sit back for the entire show then take turns.
My concerns only last a moment, however. These are my boyfriends and they take excellent care of me. Yes, they are messy, stinky when they come in from outside, and take too long in the bathroom. They also listen to me and want to make this work.
I think it can.
What started off as a way to pay off a place to stay has turned into the best relationship I’ve ever had. One of us would be lost without the others, I know. We won’t work unless there’s all of us.
“Cupcake?” Brahn roars from down the hall and I hurriedly stuff another bite in my mouth.
“Yeah?”
“You better have that finished or Daddy owes you a spanking.”
With a smirk, I set my fork down and wait until he returns…
Just so I can get my punishment.