“Come here, Sophia,” he urged. She leaned down. “This is going to be different, but it will be more of the same pleasure.”
“I’m ready.”
“Thank God,” Mal said behind her. One hand went to her hip, and she looked back over her shoulder to watch him. He held his cock in his other hand as he gently eased into her anus. Burning pain was the first thing she felt, then he slipped past the ring of muscles, his cock firmly planted in her ass. She closed her eyes, and he continued to work his way in.
“Sophia?” Jack asked. She opened her eyes and saw the concern on his face. Warmth of a different kind, of love, filled her as she smiled down at him.
“I’m ready.”
As soon as she said it, Mal pulled out, then thrust back in. The combination of pain and pleasure whipped through her body. Both of them began to move in rhythm. As Mal pulled out, Jack thrust in, and she soon forgot everything but gaining pleasure. She did not know where one man stopped, and the other started. The three of them became one entity, striving for completion. The moment she started to come, Jack shouted, thrusting hard into her pussy as Mal did the same. Her muscles clamped down on both of them as the waves of their orgasms swept over the three of them.
Moments later, they collapsed a tangle of naked limbs, with her between them.
“I love you, both,” she said, not knowing if either of them was awake.
“We love you, too,” Mal said, his lips gliding over her shoulder.
“Yeah, and we aren’t ever letting you go,” Jack said, his voice as sleepy as Mal’s. As she drifted off to sleep, her lovers’ warmth surrounding her, she realized that never again would she be alone.
She drifted off to sleep, her mind at ease and her heart full.
Epilogue
Five Years Later
I really need to pee.
That was the only thought rolling through Sophia’s mind early on Christmas morning. It had to be about one or two in the morning, but this was normal these days. She seemed to have to pee every five minutes. Baby Akaka had settled on her bladder about two weeks ago and didn’t seem to want to move. Well, other than dancing the rumba on her bladder.
With effort, she slid down to the bottom of the bed. It wasn’t easy considering she was nine months pregnant, and there were two sleeping Hawaiian warriors on either side of her. They’d been getting worse by the day, not letting her do anything like she was some frail, needy woman. She saw herself as a strong and capable woman. A woman who really needed to pee, but still strong.
Her feet hit the wooden floor, and she hurried to the bathroom. Well…okay, not hurried. Sophia didn’t rush anywhere these days, but she waddled a little faster than usual. When the redid the condo, she should have anticipated this and set the bed right next to the bathroom. Of course, that was four years ago, and she hadn’t had any idea just how many times a day, pregnant women needed to pee.
When she made it to the bathroom, she shut the door, turned on the light, and felt something warm trickle down her leg. She looked down and realized her water broke.
Oh, shit. Two weeks early. Two freaking fracking weeks early. Then the first contraction hit. Pain reverberated through her entire body, and she gasped.
Oh…that was wrong. So very wrong.
“Sophia, are you alright?” Jack asked through the door.
“Uh…not really.”
The door opened, and both Jake and Mal stood there, matching worried frowns marring their gorgeous faces. After five years, she still got turned on whenever she saw them. Even when they were apparently annoyed with her. And let’s not forget, she was in labor.
“What’s wrong?” Mal said, rushing forward.
“My water broke.”
The fear on their faces was almost comical. She would laugh, but she was scared herself.
Their inaction lasted for about two seconds, then they were in motion.
“I’ll get the bag. You get her,” Mal said. Out of her two husbands, he was the one who was usually in charge of plans. He had a soft gooey center, but he was better if he was doing something.
Jack smiled at her, his eyes glowing with love. “Let’s go, love. We need to get you to the hospital.”
Sophia nodded as he took her by the arm and helped her out of the bathroom.
“I’m not due for two weeks, Jack,” she whispered as fear lanced through her. Sophia knew the baby should be developed enough, and that their little one should be okay. Still…
“Hey, hey,” he said, stopping and cupping her face. He waited until she raised her gaze to his. “Everything is going to be fine.”
She drew in a deep breath and let it release slowly.
“There’s a reason we finished the nursery early. It’s fate. And, besides, we’re having a Christmas baby. How fantastic is that?”
Sophia laughed, joy dancing through her. “You’re right. It is fantastic.”
“What the hell are you two doing? Now is not the time to stare at each other and get all lovey-dovey. Asses in the car now!”
Sophia and Jack burst in laughter. “Okay,” Jack said. “Let’s go.”
He helped her out to the car, then he climbed into the back.
“Oh, what about Eddie and Maribelle.”
“Texting them right now,” Jack said as Mal backed out of their driveway and hit the gas. “Also, letting our grandmother and the rest of the cousins know.”
* * *
After their early morning rush to the hospital, eight hours of labor in which Sophia threatened her husbands with bodily harm, they welcomed their seven pounds three-ounce baby girl into the world.
Marita Elizabeth Cantwell Akaka.
Eddie and Maribelle arrived within twenty minutes of the call from Jack and Mal. They’d helped her husbands as they guided her through labor. Well…until
“So, does Mal have a concussion?” Eddie asked, humor lacing her voice.
“No, he’s fine,” Sophia said.
“I can’t believe he passed out while you delivering,” Maribelle said.
If she hadn’t been in so much labor pain, it would have been hilarious to watch his eyes roll back in his head right before he pitched forward and passed out.
Sophia looked down at the bundle in her arms. She was amazing…so beautiful. She had a shock dark black hair like both of her husbands, and Sophia’s big green eyes.
The door opened when first Jack then Mal strode into the room. Mal had stitches on his forehead, and he still looked a little pale.
“Hey, guys,” Sophia said.
“Hey, yourself,” Jack said, elbowing his way to the bed and slipping in beside her. “How’s our Marita?”
“She’s fine. Sleeping.”
Mal sat down on the other side of the bed. “I can’t believe I missed her first feeding,” he grumbled.
“There will be plenty of time for that,” Sophia said, yawning.
“Hey, we’re going to leave y’ all alone,” Eddie said.
“Yeah, congrats,” Maribelle said following Eddie out the door.
Sophia’s eyes drooped as the day’s events started to take their toll.
“Hey, let me take her,” Jack said, relieving her of Marita. He settled in one of the chairs by the window while Mal pulled her into his arms.
“Go to sleep, love. We’ll all be here when you wake up.”
And with that thought, she drifted off to sleep, contentment filling her heart, love warming her soul.
Mahalo!
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Find out what happens wh
en Eddie Mitchell runs into her old lovers.
Sex on the Beach
Edwina Mitchell, Eddie to her friends, doesn’t think she can have a happily ever after. She grew up with multiple fathers and never wanted to do that to a child. The problem is, she’s in love with two men from her past. When she runs into them in Hawaii, she thinks it is just another carefree weekend, but the guys got another plan.
Drew Masterson and Sean Childress have served their country and now they’re ready to enjoy life. That means opening a dive shop and finding the woman they both love, Eddie Mitchell. When they get a second chance with her, they refuse to fail. With New Year’s Eve approaching, they decide to do everything in their power to convince her she is the one for them.
* * *
Edwina Michelle Mitchell, Eddie to her friends and anyone who wanted to keep their front teeth, stepped into the kitchen and smiled when she saw Sophia lip-locked to one of her lovers. She stood, enjoying the happiness her friend found. Less than two weeks earlier, Sophia had met Mal and Jack, and for the first time in the twelve years Eddie had known her, Sophia was truly happy. She must have made a noise because they broke apart, Sophia blushing, Mal smiling and arrogant.
“Morning, you two. I would say good, but I am sure after that kiss, it’s already been a good morning.”
Sophia wiggled out of Mal’s grasp, her fair skin flushing with embarrassment. “Eddie, I didn’t know when you would be up. I thought you’d get up early, but then again, your normal time is noon at home, so…” She glanced at the clock and saw that it was seven. “You are right on time.”
Eddie laughed unperturbed. She liked to sleep in, and for that reason alone, she loved her career as a fitness instructor. It gave her a lot of freedom when and where she worked. She did not like being tied down.
“Yeah, the last time I was up this early was in college.”
“Seriously?” Disbelief filled Sophia’s voice. “I seem to remember all your classes were scheduled no earlier than ten.”
Eddie frowned. “That is early.”
“How can someone who grew up on a ranch hate the morning so much?”
“It’s because I grew up on a ranch that I hate mornings.” She shuddered dramatically, causing Sophia to laugh. “God wouldn’t have allowed the snooze button to be invented if he thought we should be up at dawn.”
Mal slipped his arm around Sophia’s waist and gave her a loud, smacking kiss. “I’ve got to get to work. Have a good day, ladies.”
Once he left them alone, Eddie whistled. “Lord, woman, when you go Alpha, you go big. He doesn’t have any extra brothers or cousins, does he?”
Sophia laughed. “No. None that you would be interested in.”
Eddie snorted. She didn’t have a particular type, but she preferred a fun man. Not that she was a slut, but she definitely could handle a little flirting. Her spirits had been off a bit the last few months.
“How do you know?”
“Too young.”
Eddie pursed her lips and contemplated her sexual dry spell. It had been a long time.
“How young?”
“Sixteen.”
She shook her head. “Damn, jailbait.” With a sigh, she headed to the fridge. “I will console myself with some yummy fresh fruit.”
“What are your plans today?”
Eddie shrugged, not really knowing what to say. She had flown to Honolulu on a whim. The last few weeks in Texas at her brothers’ dude ranch had driven her crazy. Or that was what she was telling herself. It seemed as if during the last year, she had been more restless than usual. She could not seem to get settled, no matter where she was. Even now, just hours after she had arrived on her eight-plus hour flight, she was ready to do something...or somebody. Unfortunately, she had lacked in that department, something she planned on rectifying as soon as possible.
“How about the beach? I thought I would just chillax today, get over the jetlag.”
Sophia rolled her eyes. “You are trying to kill me, right?”
Eddie looked over at her friend and laughed. She was not a sun worshiper for a good reason. Redheaded and fair skinned, without SPF four thousand, she burned.
“Why did you hook up with a couple of Hawaiians if you wanted nothing to do with the sun?”
The smile that curved Sophia’s lips told Eddie everything she needed to know. “Just sorta happened.”
Eddie shook her head. “You can stay home. I know my way around the island.”
Sophia’s chin came up, and Eddie tried not to laugh. It was the traditional take-no-prisoners look she had used when she still worked for Nouveau Resorts. She should have known better than to even say anything. The woman took everything on as if a challenge. And Sophia loved challenges.
“No. I have an umbrella and a lot of sunscreen. But we have to go up on the other side of the island. Box jellyfish are here today.”
Eddie nodded as she pulled out a container of fresh pineapple. She opened it, and a wave of sweet tartness filled her senses.
“Damn, fresh Hawaiian pineapple. Can’t get better than this. I can’t eat pineapple anywhere but in Hawaii. It always tastes stale when I buy it on the mainland.”
“I’ll leave you to your breakfast while I get ready.”
Eddie knew better than to say anything as Sophia walked away. Of the three friends, Sophia was the girly girl. Her makeup was always perfect, and she never had a hair out of place. Although Eddie thought, she liked the curly hair she now had. And she looked happy. It had been a long time since she had seen her friend look so content.
Eddie sat at the small kitchen table and started eating the pineapple, thinking about her last trip to Hawaii. God, that had been fun. She had met up with Drew and Sean. They’d been here on R and R. It only took a quick phone call to convince her to join them for a weekend of fun in the sun and crazy, sensual pleasure in bed. Even thinking about it had her body warming. She could just remember the way it felt to have Drew and Sean share her. She sighed. But those days were over. She hadn’t heard from either of them for four years, so she figured they had found wives and settled down. Damn shame, because they had been two of her favorite booty calls.
She pushed away ideas of her old lovers and decided it was best to focus on finding a man to have a vacation fling with.
* * *
Drew Masterson looked out over Hakana Bay Beach and drew in a deep breath. He was free. Free of any kind of obligation to the military, to anyone at the moment. It was almost scary to think for the first time in twenty years, he had no plans.
“Are you going to stand there all day?” Sean Childress asked.
He glanced at his best friend. They had been tight since boot, survived not one or two tours, but three together. In twenty years of bumping from one assignment to the next, they had spent a lot of time together. Since neither of them had a family to speak of, they ended up celebrating holidays together. Both of them had just started their terminal leave and decided to make a trip back to Hawaii to celebrate.
“I’m taking it easy. Nice to know that I have nowhere to go, and no one will be calling me back to duty.”
Sean smiled. “Damn straight. Of course, we both need to figure out what to do with our lives.”
Drew nodded, but they both had time to figure that out. Neither of them had married, and through deployments and bonuses, had enough money to relax. They had an idea of setting up a diving business since both of them had earned their instructors’ licenses. Neither of them had met a woman they wanted, had anyone waiting for them. Of course, he doubted either of them would pick one woman. The one woman they wanted didn’t want to settle down with the two of them. Of course, she never really said that but any time they mentioned wanting more, she disappeared. Except for that last time. That time she had seen them to the airport off to Afghanistan.
Just thinking about her made him think he saw her. A tall redhead was walking beside a lean, dark-haired, stunning woman. The hot pink bikini showed off the sculpted m
uscles, the curve of her breasts. The tight little athletic body was one he remembered. He had touched…tasted that flesh. He cocked his head to the side, watching her. The way she walked, all-purpose, as if she always had somewhere to go, was just like Eddie. The inky hair that spilled over her shoulders was different. Eddie had kept hers short. Drew used to love nuzzling her neck, feeling her shiver as he kissed the sensitive flesh just below her ear. As the two women drew closer, he frowned. The mannerisms were all Eddie. Efficient and sexy. He allowed his gaze to travel down her body, and he saw the ankle tattoo. Then, he heard her laugh. It danced over his senses, and the memories of their last few days together came rushing back. He would never forget the way she loved to laugh, in and out of bed.
“Holy shit.”
Sean looked up at him. “What?”
“I might be wrong, but I think Eddie Mitchell is over there.”
Sean’s head whipped around in the direction of the two women. He popped up off his beach chair. “Holy shit, it is her.”
Drew squinted. His sight wasn’t as good since the last explosion he’d dealt with. He’d lost some of his vision in his right eye, but he’d been six months away from his twenty years, so the Marines let him serve time and get out. There was no doubt about it. That was Eddie Mitchell. He knew her like he knew the back of his hand.
“What do you think she’s doing here?” Sean asked.
Drew shrugged. “There’s no telling with her.”
That was the truth. The woman didn’t like to be tied down. She never had plans, never had a goal, other than to experience life. It was something he envied from the time he met her, years earlier. She was so free-spirited, and a part of him knew the reason he went back to her time and again was that he craved her energy.
“Let’s go.”
He glanced over at Sean. “What?”
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