Chapter 5 Jackson
Jackson
Christmas Eve ends with cuddling in bed, a movie dragging on in the background, and Reece chastising us.
“Aurora doesn’t feel well,” he grumbles between kisses with our sleepy girl. “You two need to find another room. Let her rest.”
I’m certain his protests are only half-hearted, something he feels compelled to say, but he’s right.
After breakfast, Aurora felt increasingly worse—shaky and nauseated, her blood pressure elevated.
He said I gave her too much sugar. Once the holidays are over, we’ll schedule an appointment with the new doctor to figure out what’s going on.
Reece is also moodier than usual, likely because his sister is dealing with an abusive asshole.
I lay my head beside Aurora’s on the pillow and cradle her baby bump.
“Hey, Viking, let Rocco deal with Harper’s husband.
He has an entire team of lawyers, and he’s obviously obsessed with your sister and Danny.
” I haven’t met a Rossi I didn’t like. They’re all tenacious and protective.
“He’ll take good care of them, and if not, we’ll hunt down Daniel. ”
Reece scoffs. “We’ll see.” He props himself up on his elbow. “I need to tell y’all something, but it has to stay between us. It’s about Lucas.”
My heart clenches, all desire crushed.
Ethan rises behind me. “What’s up?”
Reece closes his eyes and releases a heavy sigh. “Bennett is blackmailing Lucas into investigating the Rossi family,” he says in a rush. “Or, at least, she’s trying to.”
“Fucking Christ.” Ethan pushes up and leans on the headboard. “How?”
“Let me take a wild guess…” I sit facing them, and Aurora sits cross-legged beside me. So much for letting her rest. “The twins.”
Reece nods. “Claims she’ll put them in prison.”
Ethan runs a hand through his messy hair. “We have to tell Rocco and Dimitri.”
The Viking hesitates, dropping his gaze and chewing on his lip ring. “Can you guarantee my partner’s safety?”
“From us? From my uncles?” Ethan’s brows pinch. “No one will touch Lucas. He’s part of this family.”
Aurora intertwines her fingers with Reece’s. “Has he given Bennett anything?”
He shakes his head. “No. He wouldn’t.”
“When are you resigning?” she asks.
“I was going to wait until after my medical leave.”
“Are you resigning? Fully?” she presses.
He hesitates. “Yes.”
“Then turn it in while Bennett thinks we’re cooperating,” Aurora suggests.
“Before she tries the same tactic on you. After, we cut off all communication. It may be too late, but we can remotely erase Jackson’s old iPhone, delete everything from the home security website, and cancel the account.
It’s pointless in the long run, but it’ll make accessing what we have more difficult, especially without Lucas on her side.
If she plans to come after us, we need to prepare to defend ourselves. ”
Holy shit, our girl is devious. “Then what, smarty-pants?” I playfully tug her braid. “What about Lucas and the twins?”
Aurora covers her mouth and lets out an enormous yawn. “Bennett is itching to be done with this case and return home. I doubt she wants anything to do with the Rossi family.”
“She’s an opportunist…?” I shrug. “Maybe her motivation is success, notoriety.”
“She got plenty of recognition from the LA raids.” Reece pauses. “Until the Skid Row building was destroyed.”
To maintain plausible deniability, no one knows who set the place ablaze, but if I had to speculate, it was linked to the Rossi family. “So she’s threatening to pin the fire on the twins. We need to know whether there’s any evidence. Did Lucas ask them?”
“No. He’s afraid to tell them, worried he’ll lose their trust and Dante will murder him. He’s a bit anxious, always has been.”
“Dante won’t murder him.” Ethan smiles and shakes his head in amusement.
“Dante might slaughter Bennett, but he’d never harm Lucas.
Your partner needs to tell them the truth and quit his job—officially.
He works for the family now.” He juts his chin.
“Keep me posted. We’ll meet with Rocco whenever he’s ready. ”
We shut off the TV and return to snuggling.
My eyelids grow heavy, but then a thought hits me. “Hey, Viking?”
“Yeah?” he barks, back to being his impatient self.
“What do you want for your birthday?” I stifle a grin even though he can’t see me in the dark. “Can we celebrate in the morning?”
“Do you always think with your dick? Go to sleep.”
“I meant breakfast. Geez. What’s your favorite breakfast?”
Of course, he ignores me, so I assume his favorite breakfast is sex.
I wake with Ethan’s erection against my ass, his hand on my hip. We showered together last night, but he rebuffed all my advances, claiming I needed a break from his cock. Still, I want him—and Aurora. I need to fuck. I’m horny as hell.
Our girl is wearing Reece’s T-shirt and no underwear. She smells like him, leather and something purely Reece. Brooding? Does brooding have a scent? Her leg is hitched on his stomach, her pussy bare for the taking.
I glide two fingers through her slit from behind, surprised to find her soaking wet. Did they fuck and I somehow missed it? Doubtful.
Strangely, I’m even more turned on at the thought of fucking her after him. I understand where Ethan gets the appeal. It’s downright nasty—in the best of ways.
When the time comes to try for another baby, I wouldn’t mind the three of us filling her and leaving the rest up to fate. Then again, maybe I’m on the manic side and super horny. We’ll see how possessive I am after this baby.
Throbbing and leaking precum, I remove my boxers and thrust my cock along her slick pussy. My ass brushes Ethan’s hard length, and he groans. I tug on his boxer briefs, and he takes the hint and yanks them off. The mattress dips, and the familiar click of a cap sends a thrill through my veins.
I grind into him. “Coach…”
“Spread for me,” he whispers, tone rough with sleep and arousal.
I shift my top leg forward while keeping my cock nestled between Aurora’s thighs. He traces the cleft of my ass then circles my rim. He pushes inside me, and I bite my lip to stay quiet. He adds a second finger, crooking them just right, and I gasp, no longer able to hold it in.
Aurora stirs, gliding her clit along my shaft.
I kiss her shoulder. “Can I have you, baby? I want you so fucking bad.”
She writhes her hips and releases a breathy, “Yes.”
Oh, thank fuck. I’m dying here. Ethan works his fingers deeper, and my dick twitches. Goddamn, that feels good.
I position myself at her entrance and slide in slowly, savoring her wet heat and trying not to come too quickly.
Reece emits an aggravated, sleepy growl, and my stomach sinks. I’m vibrating with need, buried inside Aurora while Ethan stretches me open. If Reece stops us, I might kill him.
“Happy birthday.” She moves toward him, and kissing echoes in the darkness. “Take these off.”
After a brief moment, the mattress shifts. “You three are insatiable,” he mutters, less grumpy.
“Would you like us to stop?” she asks.
“No,” he rumbles, low and husky.
“What do you want for your birthday sex?” There’s a smile in her voice, excitement.
Ethan hits that sweet spot, and my hips jerk. I try to focus on their conversation, but it’s impossible with his fingers pegging my prostate and Aurora’s cunt gripping my cock.
I have the best fucking life.
“To be inside you,” Reece finally answers.
My pulse quickens. “Share with me, Viking, please. I’m already inside her.” First dibs and all, right?
“Fine.” He slaps her ass. “Turn around.”
Is this a dream? Am I dreaming?
She faces me. I hitch her knee high on my waist and bury myself inside her again. Ethan withdraws his fingers, and I whimper at the loss until the blunt head of his cock nudges at my ass.
He grasps my hip. “Ready for me, baby?”
“Fuck yeah,” I murmur between kisses with Aurora, my hand tangled in her hair.
Ethan presses into me, inch by torturous inch, and I moan into her mouth.
“Jesus.” His fingers clutch my hip with bruising force. “So fucking tight.”
For once, I’m incapable of speech.
A strained groan escapes my throat. I’m sandwiched between them, caught in a perfect storm of sensations. When I thrust forward, I sink deeper into Aurora’s pussy; when I rock back, Ethan’s length fills me completely.
God, this is everything. We’re one, and I’ve never felt anything so fucking phenomenal.
The bed shifts behind Aurora, and the nightstand drawer opens. A moment later, she gasps and clenches around me. The four of us are about to be linked.
What a great fucking Christmas.