“Yes, sir!” Amy answered.
Chapter 2
They pulled up in front of a beautiful, three-story castle. That was the only way she could describe it. The area was lit up very well, so Amy could see almost everything in the front. The entrance to the house sat between four white pillars which seemed to hold up the balcony for the master bedroom. On either side were two huge bay windows that sat at the base of two towers going up all three floors. The third floor windows were set out and seemed to come from the attic. It was a spectacular sight and should have been completely out of place, but it seemed to blend so well with the surrounding acreage.
Adam climbed out of the truck with her still in his arms and set her on her feet. Jordon strode forward only to dip his shoulder into her tummy and lift her over his shoulder.
What was it with these men and their need to throw her over their shoulders all the time? She could hear both Ethan and Adam laughing behind her as Jordon strode into the house, punching in the security code as he went.
Once they were all inside, Ethan reset the alarm and started turning on some of the small lights around the room. Jordon strode over to one of the couches and gently placed her down on it.
“Stay right there, baby. If you move, I’m going to spank your ass,” he groused. “I’ve just spent the last forty-five minutes riding my bike with the hard-on from hell, while my brothers, I’m sure, spent time playing with you in the truck, and from the looks of you, you seemed to enjoy it. I want us to all sit and talk before anything else happens between us.” By that time, Adam and Ethan had come in and settled on two of the comfy looking chairs that faced the couch.
Amy had never felt more vulnerable than at that moment. Three of the most delicious looking men were sitting there staring at her. Talk about feeling under the microscope. The way they all looked at her, she was tempted to find a mirror to see if she had something on her face.
“Will you all please stop staring at me…sirs?” Amy hadn’t been addressing them properly because of her anger, and she knew that was going to get her at least a couple of good swats to her ass. At the thought, her panties grew wetter.
* * * *
Jordon paced the room behind where his brothers sat, trying to get his body under control. He knew his brothers had spent at least some of the ride home playing with Amy. Her lips were swollen, her shirt was done up completely wrong, and the look on her face was one of sexual frustration. They may have been playing with her, but they hadn’t given her any relief from it.
“I think for tonight we all need to get some sleep, and you all need to seriously rethink this whole idea,” Amy said.
“We don’t need to rethink anything, baby girl. We’ve known we wanted you from the moment we saw you. The more we’ve gotten to know you over these past few months only cemented the fact.” Having grabbed a little more control, Jordon came and sat beside her, lifting her onto his lap.
Slowly, his hand moved over her thigh and under her skirt until it sat poised at the crease where her leg and pussy met. He watched Amy’s increased breathing.
“Let’s see how much you enjoyed your playtime in the truck with my brothers.” He slipped one finger under the leg of her panties and over her folds. Lifting it in his mouth to taste, he groaned out loud, his tongue licking every drop from his fingers.
“You are as sweet as honey, baby girl. And I’m a sucker for sweets.” That was the last thing Jordon said before crushing his mouth down on hers, demanding she open to him. When he finally let her up for air, she looked like she didn’t know her own name. He started working the buttons on her shirt open, and when his frustration got the better of him, he grabbed the front and yanked it open, sending buttons flying. His eyes widened at the sight before him, so stunned by her beauty, all he could do was lean down and rub his cheek against the upper portion of her breasts.
“Perfection,” he sighed. “I could stay like this for the next forty or fifty years.”
“Jordon!” she exclaimed and tried to cover herself back up with the sides of her ripped shirt.
Jordon gave her a stern look from head to toe.
“Don’t ever hide from us, baby girl, ever.” And he kissed her again, smoothing his hands gently over her lace-covered breasts.
* * * *
As she trembled beneath Jordon’s touch, Amy knew the minute he found her belly button piercing by his quick intake of breath.
Leaning back further so Jordon could get a good look, Amy watched a smile spread across his handsome face.
“That is so very sexy, baby. But from now on, that is for only me and my brothers to see unless you are with one of us,” he said softly.
Running her free hand through his hair, she looked into his eyes, she wanted to rip him a new one for his possessive behavior, but she held back. She needed, for some odd reason, to alleviate any fears they might have about her.
“I haven’t had it very long, sir, and with the amount I’ve been working over the past few weeks, I haven’t had a chance to play at the club, so no one has seen it.”
Adam had settled in beside her on the other side of the couch, while Ethan moved to sit on the coffee table directly in front of them.
“If I agree to stay here with you for this week, we need to come to some understanding,” she said. “All of you grew up with Jasper, but he’s not the same man he was when he was younger. He’s meaner, and because of who his daddy is, he’s gotten away with a great deal over the years.” Struggling off of Jordon’s lap, she went to sit on one of the chairs across from them. It was the only way she would be able to continue their conversation, and they needed to understand just how dangerous Jasper could be.
“It took a great deal of effort to even get him this short sentence. With his connections and his daddy’s money, he’s been able to skirt the law for a very long time, and both he and his father are pissed that I was able to get him put away for even a short period of time. When he’s released in a couple of days, he’s going to come looking for me. He’s going to want his pound of flesh, so to speak.”
Amy could see all three of them tense at her last statement.
“If it’s just me, then no one else will get hurt, and I will deal with him. If you all get involved, then he’s going to call some of his friends to come and help him. These aren’t people from around here. These are some real nasty men. I only met his friends a couple of times, but that was more than enough for me. They scare the shit out of me, and I won’t stand by and allow you to get yourselves involved in this. This is my problem, and I will handle it.”
There was a long, tense silence from the men. She watched as Adam got up and poured himself a stiff drink, Jordon just sat, continuing to stare at her, and Ethan walked out of the room. The look on his face was one of pure fury.
“Once I’ve dealt with Jasper then maybe we can see how things go between us. You all know how attracted to you I am. It seems everyone in the club knows.” Her face flamed at the thought. “I just couldn’t handle it if one of you was hurt because of me.”
At that moment, Ethan came back into the room carrying a small duffel bag.
Amy’s throat dried up when she saw it. She had seen that bag before. It was the one they used at the club. Nervously, she stood and headed for the doorway.
“If one of you could just tell me where I’m to sleep while I’m here, I would like to go up and have a shower and get changed out of my work clothes.”
“Sit down, Amy. Now!” Adam was in full Dom mode, and Amy was well aware of how dangerous he was when he was in that frame of mind. Not physically, no, none of them would ever hurt her. But all three of them were very dominant men, and she just wasn’t sure she would be able to handle it.
* * * *
Adam was furious with her, and he could see from the looks on his brothers’ faces that they weren’t all that happy with her either.
“Come here, little bit,” Adam said, trying hard to keep his anger from his tone.
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�You’ve had your say, so now it’s time I think you sit and listen to us for a little while.”
Slowly, Amy rose from the chair and was about to sit beside Adam on the couch when he caught her by the hips and swung her onto his lap.
“I want you to be able to look closely into my eyes and keep them there until we’ve finished our talk.”
Amy could only nod.
“For the past six months, as we’ve mentioned before, we have come into the club every chance we could get. None of us have been able to be with another sub since we saw you. You’ve been the only woman who has brought out this…”
He looked down on her face. “What was it you called it? Oh yeah, this alpha-male attitude. Yes, we are very dominant in the bedroom, but with you it’s different. It’s a need to protect you, to spoil you, to do anything just to see a smile on your face. And when you smile at us, baby, you light up our world. We’ve always known that we would share one woman but really never thought that we would ever find her, find you, and now that we have, there is no way in hell that anyone is going to hurt what is ours.”
Adam shifted his body a little under hers. His dick was so hard from feeling her soft, little ass pressed against it that, if he didn’t adjust himself, he’d explode.
“It hurts us that you don’t have the faith in us to keep you safe. You are our woman, and we would willingly give our lives for you.”
Amy sat up ramrod straight at his last statement. “See that is exactly what I am trying to avoid. You all deserve to have a woman who doesn’t come with so much baggage, someone who won’t bring evil to your front door.”
Adam’s anger quickly dissipated at the look of anguish on Amy’s lovely face. He wanted to wipe the memories of that asshole, Jasper, right out of her mind and replace them with ones of happiness and love. Love! That was a word he thought he’d never use. But he did love Amy. They all did, it was just much too soon to tell her that. She’d never believe them. Amy was scared right then, but remarkably, not for herself but for them. His little warrior sub wanted to protect them.
Softly he pulled her back against him, rubbing his hand up and down her arm until he started to feel her relax again.
“Baby girl, trust us to be able to protect you as well as ourselves. All three of us are trained military, and we’ve all seen combat, so we know how to protect ourselves,” he said quietly, putting a finger to her lips when she would have spoken.
“Jasper isn’t released for at least another week, right?” he asked.
Amy nodded her head.
“Give us that time, at least, to show you how we will protect you and ourselves, but you have to promise me that you will do exactly as we ask for those days.”
“Adam is right, Amy. We’ve all known since we first met you that you would be the one for us. We haven’t made an attempt to claim you because Ryder, Sam, and Dan asked us to wait for a while,” Ethan said.
“You talked to the triplets about me?” She groaned and hid her face against Adam’s neck. Nudging her to sit back up, Adam nodded for her to look at Ethan. Ethan continued, “We know the type of person Jasper has become. We also know that jail probably didn’t help his disposition any, but you can’t handle him alone. I don’t think he’s coming back just to scare you or even to beat the crap out of you. We all think he’s coming back here to finish the job he started, and that is to kill you. We’re not going to let that happen.”
* * * *
Amy’s gaze drifted back and forth between the three men. “That’s what I’m afraid of,” she whispered. “I’m not afraid for me, but he’ll go through whoever stands in his way to get to me.”
Gently placing her hand on the side of Ethan’s neck, Amy looked into his gorgeous, dark-chocolate eyes, the tears that had been threatening to fall finally breaking free and tumbling over her cheek.
“You don’t know what it would do to me if any of you were hurt because of me. You have everything to live for. You’re all drop dead gorgeous, sweet, and kind, and any woman would love to have you. Why would you want to risk your safety on me? I’m not in your league at all. I’m only just starting to get my life back in order. You all should be with some tall, leggy blonde who will give you beautiful children…”
“Aw, baby girl, please don’t cry. You’re the only woman for us. Any other woman pales in comparison to your strength and beauty,” Ethan said, wiping away her tears.
Amy noticed that Jordon had been quiet for some time. Turning to where he sat on the other side of her, she leaned back and placed a gentle kiss on his cheek.
“Jordon, you know this isn’t right. That’s why you haven’t said anything.”
Lightly grabbing a handful of her hair, he pulled her head back gently so she could see the look in his eyes.
“Don’t ever put words in my mouth, little bit. I agree with my brothers one hundred percent, but I want you so bad right now that I’m finding my control slipping, and it’s a very unusual feeling for me. I’m always in control. As a Dom, it’s necessary, an absolute must, but since you came into our lives, my control seems to have left the building. So, my silence isn’t because I don’t agree with them. It’s because, if I open my mouth too much, it’s going to latch onto that swollen little clit between your legs.”
Amy looked up at him with wide eyes. The way they spoke to her thrilled her. She needed that edge, that raw passion, but she knew that with these three, her heart would get broken, and she wouldn’t be able to pick up the pieces this time.
Sighing, she smiled, resigning herself to the fact that there was no way she was going to talk these men out of what they thought was the right thing to do.
Yawning, Amy leaned back against Adam. “I’ve had a really long day, guys, and I need a shower and some sleep. Can you show me which bedroom I’ll be using? And I’ll get out of your way.”
They all looked at her like she’d grown another head. “Sure, sweetie, it’s been an exhausting day for all of us.” Adam smiled and stood with her in his arms.
Their physical strength was astounding, but at that particular moment, she just loved the fact they made her feel so small. She had always felt a bit big for her height, but being carried by Adam made her feel very feminine, and she liked that feeling.
Ethan opened one of the bedroom doors at the top of the wide staircase, and he and Jordon entered first. Striding across the room, Adam slowly lowered her to her feet, allowing her body to feel just how hard he was.
The bed was ginormous, and she noticed the rounded shape of the room. They were in one of the turrets of the house, and the architecture was incredible. Turning her whole body around so she could get a good look at the room, she was stunned by its size. The window was floor to ceiling and set right along with the curve. She’d never seen anything like it before. One rounded wall was a built in bookcase with a rolling ladder to boot. It was beautiful.
“This room is magnificent, guys!” She’d never seen anything so extravagant yet so understated.
Stepping forward, Jordan said, “I’m glad you like your room, baby! We hoped you would. I remember in one of our conversations a couple months back you mentioned that you loved reading erotic romance novels.”
Taking her by the hand, he led her across to the bookcase and pulled a couple of her favorite authors.
Adam came to stand beside her, and he pulled another one down.
“You also said that you liked pictures of castles.” He handed the book to her, and she noticed that it was one of the most recent publications on the history of castles.
“I don’t understand! Why do you have books that I like in here?” Amy was so confused. There had to be at least five hundred books there.
She walked back and forth along the front of the bookcase, stopping every once in a while to pull a book out. Every time she pulled one out, she found that it was either a favorite author of hers, or a book on a subject that interested her.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” she yelled and thr
ew one of the books at them, paperback, thank God. “You shouldn’t have done this. I’m only going to be here a few days, and then what are you going to do with all these books?”
Amy was madder than she’d ever been. How dare they think that buying her things would make her want to stay? Did they think she was some kind of whore?
Jordon was the one to brave the continuing shower of books to get to her. Placing his shoulder against her stomach, he lifted her over his shoulder. Laughing he said, “Hold on there, my little warrior. What has got your knickers twisted now?”
“Damn you, Jordon, put me down. I’m not a sack of potatoes that you can just haul over your shoulder whenever the mood hits!” She continued to shout obscenities at them.
“As soon as you settle down a bit, I’ll put you down. And trust me, baby girl,” he said, rubbing his hand back and forth over her upturned ass, “you feel nothing like a sack of spuds. You’re all soft and warm with curves in all the right places.”
Taking as deep a breath as she could, seeing as though he was crushing her lungs, Amy calmed herself.
“I’m all right now, Jordon, sir. You can put me down.”
“You’re not gonna throw any more books at us?” he asked, his fingers lightly tracing a path up the inside of her thigh and over her butt.
“I promise, sir.”
He set her down on the floor next to the bed. Amy stood there, her head down, shaking it back and forth and mumbling something about stubborn men and wonderful books.
Looking up at them, she had tears in her eyes again. God, she felt like such a cry baby around these three.
“Why? I’ll never be able to pay you back for buying all these books. And just because you bought them doesn’t mean I can stay here. You know how I feel about putting you all in the middle. Why would you do this? How did you do this?”
Adam stepped forward and lifted her in his arms without saying a word. Placing her in the middle of the bed, he crawled up to the headboard, propping some pillows on it. He leaned back and pulled her against him.
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