Chapter Fourteen
Luna
Living out a fantasy is something we all should get to do.
Snuggled up against the big, warm body beside me, I smile against his neck. I’ve been cuddling with him since we got off the plane, both of us pretending to be asleep. Behind me, Tomas is singing songs as he does his best to wake us from our phony naps.
“If you want to upset me, this is not working, I love it when you sing, baby,” I purr, grinning back at him as he laughs at himself.
We’ve just reached True Ridge and I am anxious but excited. Finding out that Enzo and I had grown up here was a surprise. They’re all a few years older than I am, but I wish I had known them back then. But if I had, he might have never gone to meet Mateo and Tomas and we can’t have that.
“Of course you do, sugar, it is the angel’s singing,” Tomas teases,
Laughing, I nod my head and tip it back, waiting for him to drop a kiss on my lips. Enzo growls beside me and sits up, tearing my mouth from Tomas so he can have his own kiss. Then he pulls Tomas over and kisses him too. I am laughing again, the happiest I have ever been in my life.
“Behave little ones,” Mateo teases from across from us. “We’re almost home.”
Home. This is my home again, but it feels as if it is a whole new world for me. It is not True Ridge or the home they’ve said will now be ours to raise our kids and our grandkids in. It is the three of them. When I found them, I found my home and it feels good to be here.
Just two days ago they officially asked me to make this trip with them back home. We’ve been together less than a month, but I feel like it could be forever. They know me better than anyone else ever has. And I feel as if I know them, as if I am one of the privileged few who gets to know them.
“Yes, daddy,” Tomas and I say at the same time, laughing again.
When they started talking about going back to True Ridge, about leaving behind their lives as bodyguards to the rich and famous, I thought I was on borrowed time. In the throes of making love, we talked about forever, but how could I have believed they meant it?
Knowing they go to Club Sin to find someone to meet all their needs, I feared I had served my purpose with them. I didn’t want to believe that. I wanted to believe the beautiful things they talked about. That they would take care of me, that they would always protect me.
I have no idea how it feels to matter to anyone,
They’ve changed that for me. We’ve spent nights talking for hours, sharing all the little things you never think you could share with another soul. I laugh with Tomas, and I learn with Mateo. With Enzo, I am growing, becoming stronger, learning to have more faith in myself.
“It still smells the same. Pine trees and wintertime,” I whisper.
“Yeah, it does. I can’t wait for it to snow. I love playing in the snow.”
Grinning at Mateo, I smile. “Yeah, daddy, I bet you do.”
Mateo flushes and my heart feels as if it could explode. He’s so handsome, his eyes kind and loving, his smile so warm. He is the one who got this thing started, the one who keeps us on track. But I am so happy to see how he has lightened, how he has let himself laugh a little more, have a little more fun.
“Me too,” Enzo grins, the two men sharing a look. “Not to mention the holidays when we will get to spoil our sweet girl.”
Flushing, I shake my head. They spoil me enough. They’ve taken me shopping several times. Clothes, jewelry, shoes, cute little girl things I am too damn old to have but still want, anything I could dream of, they’ve given me. Every day with them is a gift, but they often give me presents each day, ones that show how different we all are to one another.
“No, no, no. That is my season, fellas. I will bake my ass of because I love cooking. I love baking. I will absolutely make the hugest mess in the kitchen, but it’ll be worth it at the end.”
They all laugh, and I smile, snuggling into Enzo again. I am still lightheaded with the whirlwind this has been. Last month, I was out on the street, without a job, and cut off from my family. In one single night—one mess of a night—that all changed
Thinking about that night at the wedding, I smile. They told me they had gone at the last minute, using it as an excuse to take time off. Nico, the groom, is their friend and one of their partners in Pack Protection. If they had not wanted to spend time with each other, and with him, I would never have dropped that tray at their feet. It would have been at someone else’s.
Until they started packing all my things with theirs to come back home, I was waiting for this whirlwind to stop. They love each other so much, I couldn’t believe they could have room for me. But they do.
Taking a long winding road lined by thick pine trees, they stumble over themselves to tell me about the house. About us each having our own rooms as well as a room we all share. They tell me they plan to add on now, at least a few more rooms, so we’ll have room for all our kids.
“First thing we’re doing is getting in the pool. No need to even unpack the bathing suits. We’re living out my childhood fantasies of group sex in the hot tub,” Enzo declares as we roll to a stop.
We pile out of the SUV and as always, Mateo leads the way. Set behind a turn about gravel drive is the cutest house I have ever seen. A dark blue home with bright white windows and charming gray shutters sits on a huge sprawling lawn. Purple and white flowers line the front with small tufts of bushes.
A long porch takes up the whole front of the house. There is a swing as wide and deep as the I have ever seen one. My heart clenches because I can just imagine all of us fitting there, snuggled up under the stars with the fresh air and night crickets filling the night.
Tomas scoops me up and runs for the door once Mateo opens it. Inside is a winding staircase that leads to the top floor. Beyond it is a sunken room with a huge comfortable couch, and photos of my guys line the mantle over a white brick fireplace. My heart seizes once again when I see an obvious space for a new photo frame.
One with me up there with all of my guys.
Tears sting my eyes, but I cannot stop smiling. It would not matter to me if this is just them playing good girl games with me until they tire of me. Or if I get to have this, and moments like it, for the rest of my life. I know I have been blessed just to know them and I am so grateful for that night I made a mess of things.
“We will show you the whole place later,” Enzo promises as he takes my hand, backing from the main room.
“What…. where am I going now?”
We step outside as the sun starts to set in the wide-open skies above. We’re on a beautiful cedar deck just off beautiful French doors off the sitting room. I can feel the warm breeze and hear the night critters starting up their melodies. Mateo and Tomas come out after him, smiling at me.
“I said we’re getting in the pool. Sex in the hot tub is happening tonight, babydoll,” Enzo teases me with a crooked grin.
Laughing with them, I stand and wait. As expected, they swarm me and slowly start taking off my clothes. I let them, loving the control I am able to give them, the trust I have grown to feel for them. It scared me at first, thinking about giving up control to someone else. But now, it feels good to let it go. To put my happiness, my pleasure, my peace, in someone else’s hands.
It feels good to let their very capable hands take control.
“You’re so beautiful,” Enzo whispers, flushing my skin as he ruans his rough hands over me.
“Such a perfect little thing,” Mateo hums as he circles us. He could mean that praise for either of us, we would both welcome it.
Shivering under the weight of their gazes, I step back towards the water. Tomas moves first, banding a thick arm around my waist. I frown because I thought this is what they wanted. Tomas hauls me off my feet, forcing me to lock my legs around his waist. I whimper as his warm, bare skin brushes against mine. Slowly, he steps inside the bubbling water, looking back to tilt his head at the other two.
Just as I start to swoop in for a kiss, he sets me at my feet. I frown again, watching them as they approach me in the water. They seem so serious, even out of their dress clothes and bodyguard brute. Standing in the water, they stare at me for a moment, and I almost begin to panic.
“Luna,” Mateo starts, his voice low, soft. Now, I panic. “Our little moon. We’re so lucky to have found you that night. Making a beautiful mess right before our eyes. We knew the moment those big eyes looked up at us.”
“We love your beautiful mess, babydoll. Love how you trip over your own cute feet, how you stumbled into our lives, how you made us fall all over ourselves falling in love with you.” And now, I can’t breathe. Good thing because they have not finished. Tomas comes close, taking both my hands in his as he smiles at me.
“There is nothing else on this earth we could ask for. You were truly made for us. No one else even came close so we waisted time looking.”
“I love Tomas. I love Enzo, and sweetheart, I love you. Somehow you stumbled in and forced us to make room to love you and I am so fucking glad. I love you, Luna.”
“Oh…uh, oh my…” I trail off because my words are just whispers. Above them, all I can hear is Enzo and Tomas.
“Babydoll, I love you. Love you so fucking much, I am full for the first time in my life. I will make room when you have our babies, no doubt. Who I will love almost as much as I love you.”
“You’re it for us. All of us. I love you, Luna,” Tomas whispers.
“Oh…uh…I…I love you…I love all of you,” I sob as they laugh gently, all three of them coming to hold me.
I told them I never knew what love was. How could I? This love, this indulgent, greedy love, it was what I needed. What I never had a clue I would one day find. But I found it, and I am keeping it. I am keeping them.
What began in room one-twenty-eight will never end.
….and group sex in the hot tub definitely happened.