The Baby Mistake (A Winston Brothers Novel #2)

by J. L. Beck

-Instalove rules here so if you're looking for a deep plotted story you won't find that here. What you will find is two over the top alphas commanding the woman they love. Drop those panties, and send the kids to bed. You're about to see a whole new meaning to the word daddy.-

  I eye the blue siding of the two-story ranch house I lived in almost two years ago. Back then I was a seventeen-year-old asshole that loved ticking off the King of the Kingdom, my stepfather.

  He was barely thirty when he married my mother. Being nearly fifty herself, she went for the rich, hot as hell men that could give her what she wanted when she wanted it.

  The worst part? She felt no remorse signing the divorce papers every two years. It’s what she did to him, and what she’d do to the one she’s married to now, Greg.

  Exhaling a breath I grip the steering wheel tightly, sweat forming against my palms as anxiety zings through me. What will I do if he says no?

  I’m terrified he will. I have nowhere else to go, no one that cares enough to even check on me. I curse my mother again under my breath for leaving with her brand new billionaire husband to go to the Bahamas.

  He hates me. When they told me about their vacation plans, he called me a bitch, then banned me from stepping on his property when he wasn’t home. Since my mother already sold the house we bought when she divorced Caine, my ex-step dad, that leaves me sleeping in my car if I can’t find somewhere else to stay.

  Staring up at the house I lived in what feels like so long ago, I nibble at my bottom lip. There’s no denying the feelings Caine sparks in me. He’s a six foot two, two hundred pound alpha male, with tattoos on both arms. He oozes power and control, and nothing is more fun to me than pushing boundaries.

  But I need to remember I need him to agree. Staying with him is my last resort, my only option. Breaking Caine’s rules isn’t going to help me at all. I’m willing to beg if I have to.

  Sucking in a breath of oxygen, I wait for it to filter in through my lungs before forcing my hands to release the steering wheel so I can exit the car. I have one bag with me, and though I plan to going to college in the fall I know that isn’t going to happen, not if I don’t find a job fast.

  “Remain calm. The worst he can say is no.” I whisper to myself closing the car door and walking up onto the sidewalk. I stop at the edge and gaze up at the house again, frozen in place. I’m a nervous wreck. My stomach is all knotted up and I think I might throw up.

  Pulling on my big girl panties, I cross the sidewalk and walk slowly up the brick walkway. I’m almost to the huge white door when it opens. Caine’s huge body takes up the entire doorway, and I suddenly feel like a little girl stealing a cookie from the cookie jar.

  “Maddie?” He says my name like a question, squinting those warm whiskey colored eyes of his. I’ll never forget the way they would flicker with fire when I taunted or disobeyed him when he was married to my mom. It was so hot to see the anger spiral out of control inside him.

  “Uhh yeah.. Hi.” I wave awkwardly trying to smile, though I’m sure it’s more of a grimace, before crossing the space between us. Caine’s gaze never leaves mine and I can see him sizing me up. It’s been two years since we’ve seen each other but he’s hotter than ever. Strong, toned muscles played peek-a-boo beneath his T-shirt. My mouth waters and my heart slams against my rib cage as if it was trying to escape my fucking chest when he crosses his arms over his and stares down at me appraisingly.

  Stop. Stop picturing him using those muscles to pin you against the wall and fu-

  “Is everything okay?” His voice is smooth, and it soothes some of the anxiety I’m feeling. I try to hide my emotions the best I can. I don’t want Caine feeling sorry for me, I just need a place to live and to find a job. With his brows pinched together and his hard stare on me, I know he’s trying to figure out the situation before I can explain it to him. He probably thinks I’m going to lie the way I used to.

  “Actually, it’s not…” I trail off tucking a couple strands of my honey blonde hair behind my ear, embarrassed to even have to say the words. “I’m a little down on my luck right now and-“

  Crossing his arms, Caine growls. “If you’re here for money I can’t fucking help you, you know that…” It’s a real growl, like that of a bear or something. I feel that growl deep in my belly and it sends shock waves deep into my core.

  I’ve never felt anything like that before so it takes me a moment to gain my bearings. “I’m not here for money. Not at all. I’m here because mom’s out of town with her new husband,” I make a disgusted face at just the thought of Greg before continuing, “who says he doesn’t want anyone in the house while they’re gone, including me. I don’t have anywhere to go right now.” I look up at him sadly. “I just need a place to crash for a couple of weeks until I can get a job and save some money. I swear I’ll do whatever you need me to…” The word vomit won’t stop and before I realize it Caine is invading my space, his woodsy scent filling my nostrils and calming my erratic heart beat.

  His perfectly sculpted hand engulfs my cheek, the gesture gentle, and kind, and something I hadn’t expected from him or anyone else from that matter. “Shh. Calm down, doll.” He shakes his head, like he can’t believe she would leave me homeless, though he knows that’s just like her. Your mom’s a bitch, but you know that already. If you need a place to crash, you’re more than welcome to stay here for as long as you need. I’m not going to let you be homeless” Relief floods my veins, while fire ignites in my belly at the touch of his skin against mine. It’s so taboo to be attracted to your ex-stepdad, but it’s not like we’re blood related. He never even slept with my mom. She married him for his money, and I’m not exactly sure why he married her.

  “I’m sorry if I’m intruding, “ I mumble feeling every bit as young as my nineteen years. Coming here was a bad idea because he seems to be agreeing to let me stay here, but only because he has to. I don’t want to be a burden and it’s painfully obvious that’s all I’ll ever be to anyone.

  Caine opens his mouth to say something else, but before he can, a new hand pulls the door open further and I watch as the hand becomes an arm, then reveals another man standing behind him. My body quivers when his eyes travel down my body and I can see the approval in them. He likes what he sees.

  “Who’s this?” he asks, one dark brow raised as he looks at Caine. His voice is even deeper and more growly. It sends a shiver down my spine, one that neither man misses. They grin at each other, and I can tell they’re having some sort of silent conversation, but I don’t know what is being said.

  Finally, Caine introduces us. “Knox meet Maddie, my ex-wife’s daughter. Maddie meet Knox, my best friend and business partner.” I blink, taking it the two men before me. Knox is huge, eating up all the space behind Caine who is just a few inches shorter than him.

  Caine’s forest green eyes pierce mine as he speaks to Knox over his shoulder, “Maddie here needs a place to crash for a couple of weeks. You mind if I put her in the empty bedroom? The one that’s down the hall from the office?” Knox’s eyes are dark and intriguing and he watches me like a lion would watch its prey before pouncing on it.

  A pink tongue darts out to lick his bottom lip and I feel my insides quake with need, my breasts suddenly feeling heavy. I want to be that lip.

  This is definitely a bad idea.

  “It’s not a problem for me,” he says with a shrug. “Whatever you want Caine, you know I’ll support your decision.” Knox takes a step back, a smile pulling at those full lips of his. It’s like he knows I’m interested and maybe even turned on. When I look back at Caine, I can tell he knows it too and for some reason that makes my cheeks warm, prompting them to grin at each other.

  Caine rubs at his chin thoughtfully. He’s let a small amount of scruff grow on his chin and cheeks making him seem older than the thirty-something I know him to be. “Alright, you can stay, but no funny business. I don’t want any boys here, and I don’t want any drama with your mom. It’s bad enough s
he tried to take half of everything I own.”

  I let out a breath I wasn’t even aware I am holding. “Thank you, Caine. Thank you so much. I swear you won’t regret it. I won’t do anything that would upset you or break your trust, I promise.” I try to exude confidence knowing without a doubt that I will try my best to remain out of trouble.

  Caine lifts an eyebrow as if to say, “really,” but thankfully he doesn’t voice his doubt. Instead he moves from the doorway and gestures for me to come in. My feet are heavy as I nod and take a step forward and then another until I’m across the threshold, standing in the living room.

  “I know you won’t, Maddie.” Caine’s voice makes me shiver, and I whirl around to face him once more, not sure where the conversation is going, but irritated at the smug tone in his voice.

  “Why’s that? I know I’m not exactly the best teenager in the world. Hell, I’m still young, and at times dumb.” Caine takes a step forward and then another until he’s invading my personal space once more, and this time it takes everything in me not to drop my head and submit to him. The thought of being at his mercy causes the blood to roar in my ears.

  “You might be young, but you’re not dumb, and this time around I won’t hesitate to take you across my knee for being an ungrateful brat.” Fire flickers in his green eyes and I know he’s not lying which only makes me want to misbehave more. The idea of my ex-stepdad, taking me across his knee and spanking me for being a bad girl definitely turns me on, if the wetness in my panties is any indication.

  I hold my breath watching as he slowly moves away from me and up the stairs. I’m not sure where he’s going but I’m glad he’s leaving because I’m seconds away from begging him to do something neither of us can come back from.

  Once I’m back in my office, I try to focus on work. It’s an impossible task though. All I can think about is her. It’s like being in hell all over again. Seeing her on my doorstep in nothing but a tiny pair of shorts and an almost see-through top. I could see her pebbled nipples through the thin fabric and it made my cock rock hard, something it shouldn’t do when the little brat is your ex-wife’s daughter. Living with her before was a bitch because she was constantly flaunting her tight little body. She was underage then, but now...she’s not.

  We aren’t related, and even after the way her mom used me, I can’t see myself using her as revenge against her mother. I’m not sure I can touch Maddie that way. She’s a temptation I would never be able to get enough of, a drug that I’d become addicted too.

  I remind myself of the deal I made with her mother, the money that I paid her to marry me and make sure that my father’s company transferred into my name. I wouldn’t have been so angry when we finalized the divorce had she not taken every last thing with her.

  I slam my fingers against the keys on my laptop furiously responding to an email that I should’ve sent two hours ago. My concentration is shit. Squeezing my lids shut I try and push all thoughts of the teenager and her tight little body away. It’s a futile effort, but I try anyway.

  Right as I push send on the email, one where I don’t even remember what I said in reply, Knox pushes the door to my office open and steps inside, shutting it quietly behind him. Looking up at him, I raise one eyebrow in silent question. The room we put Maddie in is only two doors down, and while the walls in this house aren’t paper thin, they aren’t so thick they’ll keep little ears from being able to eavesdrop either.

  “Are you sure letting her stay here is a good idea?” It’s obvious he’s slightly uncomfortable with the idea of a barely legal hot as hell woman living in the same house as him.

  “She has nowhere else to go.” Knox’s jaw hardens at the reminder, but he doesn’t say anything. “What was I supposed to do? Make her sleep in her shitty car? She’s just starting out and deserves more than that.” I feel myself growing protective over her when I know I shouldn’t be. She’s not mine, not at all.

  He gives me a hard look, sighing as he sinks down into the leather chair in front of my desk. “Look at us. On the verge of exploding and she’s been here all of a few hours. What do we do when she brings a guy here? When she starts staying out late? When she tells us we can’t tell her what to do?” I bite the inside of my cheek because truthfully I don’t know, but I can’t let Knox know that.

  “Then we discipline her..” I clear my throat as the words pass my lips because the image of both of us discipling her turns me on. It turns me on a-fucking-lot.

  Knox scoffs. “And you don’t think that’s going to blur the lines? I can see the way she looks at you. She’s interested, or at the very least intrigued by us.”

  I run a hand through my hair in frustration. A few hours ago I was on cloud nine, but now I’m one second away from losing it and all because I helped the damsel in distress. It’s not my fault her mom is a lying bitch, but there’s no way I could let her live in her damn car.. “Then it blurs the lines,” I tell him with a shrug. “If she can’t follow the rules we discipline her, we teach her a lesson with our hands.”

  Knox groans at my words before rubbing a hand across his chin in thought. “Fuck. I don’t even know her but I already want to teach her a lesson. Is that bad?”

  I chuckle, not able to blame him. Maddie is hot as hell and any warm-blooded man would take advantage of that in an instant. “It’s not bad. She’s an adult and if that’s something she expresses she wants then so be it.” The thought of Maddie naked on my bed begging for Knox and I to take her surfaces in my mind and I have to reach down to adjust my cock.

  Is she still a virgin?

  Has she let another man touch her there before?

  The questions slam into me, again and again.

  Seconds of silence tick by, and then a small knock sounds against the door. Knox and I look at each other before I say come in.

  Maddie appears in the doorway pushing the door open just enough to peek inside. When she sees Knox and I both her eyes grow wide and I swear her cheeks heat a little bit.

  “Can I help you?” I growl, feeling somewhat feral in her presence. She licks her pink pouty lips, before speaking.

  “Umm, yes. Do you…” Maddie’s nervous, I can tell. She stumbles over her words, and though it should be annoying as hell it’s quite adorable knowing that Knox and I make her so nervous she can barely speak.

  “Out with it sweetheart.” Knox grumbles over his shoulder, his eyes piercing hers. She averts her eyes to the ground like a good little submissive and I have to swallow my groan. I wonder what other ways she’d submit to me, to us.

  “Do you mind if I use your computer. I need to enroll in classes by next week. Plus, I need to search for some jobs.” I rub at my chin, pondering what I’m going to say next. I’ve never offered someone I know a paid position, but I’m in need of an assistant and if the late emails isn’t painfully obvious then the stack of mail in the corner is.

  “No need. I’ve got a job for you…” I pause watching her facial expression change, “If you’ll take it that is.” She visibly gulps, her head nodding as if she’s already accepting the position without even hearing what it is.

  “What kind of job?” Her voice wobbles, and my cock hardens further. An innocent little beauty, parading around my office, taunting me. It’s both the best and worst idea I’ve had in a long time. She looks up at me so trustingly, and I know I’m going straight to hell just for thinking these thoughts about her.

  I start to answer, but have to stop to clear my throat. Knox gives me a knowing look as Maddie looks up at me with big eyes. Asshole. I should tell him he has to deal with her because little does he know she’s going to be helping us both, so he’s just as deep in this as I am. “Knox and I, we need someone to do all the little stuff to help keep us organized. Someone to file papers, open mail, take phone messages when we aren’t available. All the shit we hate doing so it never gets done.”

  Knox nods, a small smirk on his lips as he gets up and stalks over to Maddie. “That’s right. Do you thi
nk you could handle that, sweetheart?”

  He’s standing so close, his head bent down so he can speak right into her ear, and when his breath touches her, I can see the goosebumps run across her flesh. Her eyelids lower and I swear her scent permeates the small office. It’s a good thing I’m sitting behind the desk because knowing she’s turned on by the two of us has me gripping the sides of my chair in an attempt to stay seated. Seeing the size of my dick might make her run. She’s so little...and I’m so not.

  Maddie’s head starts nodding before Knox stops speaking. It moves so unsteadily she looks like one of those bobble-head dolls. I start to tell her we need the words, but Knox does it before I can.

  “I need to hear you say it, doll.”

  Her voice is small, but clear, and I watch as she straightens her shoulders and looks first at me, then up at him, her eyes full of mischief. “I can handle whatever you both need.”

  I have to swallow a groan when her words register. Even though she probably doesn’t mean what it sounds like she does, my body tenses with the need to take what she’s offering so sweetly. I can tell Knox is feeling the same. His hands are fisted at his sides and his body is practically vibrating as he stands behind her.

  “Good girl,” he says, lifting one hand to stroke her hair.

  I stand, and her eyes lock back onto mine. “You’ll start tomorrow morning. Nine sharp.”

  “Yes sir,” her sweet voice responds, a teasing sparkle in her eye that makes me want to grab her by the hair and drag her to my room like the caveman she’s making me want to become. A smile spreads across Maddie’s face, one that makes her look much more like a vixen than an innocent, and I’m reminded again that this is only going to end one way. With my cock and Knox’s deep inside her tight little channel, her gasping moans filling our ears as we take her together, claiming her as ours.

  The sound of her escaping the office pulls me out of my fantasy and my eyes clash with Knox’s dark ones.