Chapter Eleven #3
“Oh, and the rules they have. I have gotten used to it now, but for the first year, I have to tell you I wasn’t sure I would last,” Alesha added.
“I mean, I got pregnant pretty soon after our first anniversary, and while I thought that I had figured Shane out, for the most part, I was not prepared for expectant daddy Shane. All of a sudden, everything was a potential hazard, and I should be careful of doing more than breathing. Oh, I thought he would never touch me again! By the time he figured out that the doctor and I knew what we were talking about, I was so desperate that I almost devoured him.”
A burst of laughter born of entertained experience burst forth.
“I know. The first months we were married, I had to hide if I had an ache or pain because if it was from an activity, I might not get to do it again,” added Jocelyn. “Except for anything that happened in the bedroom, that is. That could never be a problem.”
Katie agreed. “Pregnancy put Ciarán in the unbelievably overprotective category.”
“Yeah, but I would call them Dom-like for another reason—they are so loving and protective. I just adore it when I don’t want to do something or am too tired, and my man takes over, don’t you?
Over the years, we can all hold up something as an example of how this family of bossy, arrogant men, also love hard, play hard, work hard, and always protects.
And no matter what they do, if it’s about the family, they talk to us or each other,” declared Caoimhe to everyone else’s nods of agreement.
“Right and they stake their claim on us. I can’t tell you how many times Ciarán has said I’m his, and, therefore, I need to take care of his most precious possession.”
“No kidding. Liam says that all the time. They know us like no one else knows us. As irritating as that can sometimes be, it’s so freeing.
It’s comforting to know that there is always going to be someone, or a group of someone’s who’s going to have your back and your best interests at heart.
Liam, for instance, knows me so well, he can tell me things about myself that I may not acknowledge, or he sees my needs before I speak them.
And I trust him with all that I have and all that I am. ”
Everyone nodded in absolute agreement. Siobhan walked into the room and said, “They get that from their Da.”
Cheyenne mumbled that Quinn said it was his job to know all of her tells.
Katie said, “I knew he would be like that,” to no one in particular.
Kelli added, “Like he thought he needed to know all of ours growing up. He was too intense for the others who he dated. One confided in me that she was over her head with him. He called it pushing her boundaries, and she indicated that it happened all the time. Does he push your boundaries?”
“Maybe, but I agree with it. He does nothing unless we have discussed it and he checks in to make sure I’m good if I don’t seem okay. It’s necessary, for Quinn mandatory. Well, most things are agreed to anyway.”
There was an uncomfortable silence after that statement, as though the others were digesting that Quinn might be one of those erotic romance, BDSM Doms, but no one would embarrass Cheyenne again by bringing it up.
Alesha, obviously feeling sorry she had stumbled on what could potentially get all their bottoms glowing brightly, tried to rescue Cheyenne again.
“Yeah, we all get the spanking part. Except, maybe Kelli who is against spanking, right Kelli?” When Kelli didn’t respond, Alesha went on.
“So, my newest sister, I hope and pray that your husband is as bossy as the rest, loving as the rest, protective and demanding as the rest. But in those quiet times, I hope you’re eternally reminded of his forever love and devotion to you and your future children.
May you and your own Dom be as happy as we each are with ours,” offered Alesha.
The rest murmured agreement and hugged Cheyenne. There was a shout from the other room asking where his supper was.
“That’ll be your da, ladies, let me save the group of you grumpy, hungry men. “We are all in here, dear, and on our way. We have grandchildren waiting for fathers and Granddad to come and play.”
Three eager to play men showed up. “Okay, ladies, I’m off to finish dinner,” said Jocelyn, and the others started to disperse to do their part.
Dinner seemed fun for everyone until Cheyenne grabbed her second beer.
While most didn’t notice, Katie exchanged a look with Caoimhe before sliding her eyes over to Quinlan, who already had his eye on Cheyenne.
Katie then looked over at Ciarán, who had squeezed her hand and raised his eyebrow when she opened her mouth to say something.
Ciarán’s eyes cautioned his wife to stay out of it, but she was pretty darned sure Quinn already realized his darling had more than what he had seen at the dinner table.
Cheyenne’s face was flushed, and her words came out jumbled sometimes.
He was not looking amused, and if Quinn wasn’t happy, Cheyenne would not be happy soon.