“Ohhh,” Merry moaned. “Come on, Steve. Harder. Faster.”
Steve gripped Ted’s shoulders like a vise as he pounded into Merry. Steve felt Merry’s vaginal walls grip his cock as her legs began to tremble from her orgasm. “Damn!” he shouted as his cum flooded Merry’s pussy.
Rob and John were each kissing the side of Merry’s neck while Ted was kissing her nape. Steve leaned down and gently kissed her lips.
Merry gave him a quick peck to end the kiss. She sighed as John and Rob tugged on her earlobes with their teeth.
She turned her head to the left and kissed John. She turned her head to the right and kissed Rob. “Okay, soldier, I need to eat.”
Rob and John still had raging erections. Merry caressed them both through their shorts. “I’ll take care of these as soon as I eat something.” Merry paused. “Ted, don’t even think of saying what I think you want to say.”
“Ahh, you’re no fun. If you can’t have a sophomoric sense of humor with your brothers-in-arms then who can you have it with?”
“Nobody,” Steve, John, and Rob said in unison.
“Breakfast for Merry. You got it, babe,” John replied with a grin as he tossed out his first attempt at making breakfast.
“Making love is way better than making breakfast,” Merry said.
“Amen,” they guys replied in unison.
Chapter 11
Merry clasped her arms tightly around Steve’s waist as they approached her mom’s old farmhouse. Nana had bequeathed the house to Merry’s daughters. The love her mom had for the girls had saved them from being destroyed by Antonio DeMarco. She sighed deeply. Her mom had been awesome. She never questioned Merry’s decision to have the girls and supported her as much as she was able. Awesome.
Steve pulled the snowmobile next to the two that were already parked in front of the house. Merry swung her leg over the back, eager to see her daughters.
“Come on, soldier. If this ends badly I want some quality time with my girls.” She took off her helmet and extended her free hand to Steve. Steve clasped her hand and kissed her gloved fingers. “When are the other guys going to arrive?”
“They should be here in an hour. That way you have plenty of time with your girls to prepare them to meet their dads.”
“I’m not worried about them meeting their dads. I am worried they won’t accept the relationship. You know, ‘Mommy has four husbands.’ Polygamy is pretty much illegal in every state of the union.”
“You know you don’t have to tell them about our commitment to you and you to us, babe. Just because you are going to be living with four men doesn’t mean you’re doing them.”
“I’ve been keeping secrets, really big secrets for over twenty-five years. I don’t want to keep anymore secrets.”
Steve nodded in understanding as she tugged him up the steps, onto the porch, and in the door of the farmhouse.
Merry came to an abrupt stop at the threshold of the living room. Laurel, her ultra-conservative eldest daughter, was straddling the thighs of two men who apparently each had a hand up her shirt.
“Ahem.” Steve cleared his throat in an attempt to gain Laurel’s or the Miller brothers’ attention. Merry assumed they were the Miller brothers because that was where Laurel had stayed for the past month.
Merry watched as Laurel slid off the thighs of two young men and held out her hands to them. She tried not to look shocked when Laurel turned with the men’s hands clasped in her own. By Laurel’s dismayed reaction, she realized Laurel wasn’t expecting her and Steve to be standing in the room when she turned around.
“Mom, Uncle Steve,” Laurel said, “I’d like you to meet Zander and Aidan Miller. These are the men with whom I’m going to spend the rest of my life.”
The room was silent for a moment. Merry looked at her daughter and the two men who stood by her side. She sighed and extended her hand. Who was she to judge? “Well, gentlemen, it’s nice to meet you. I’m Merry Fairweather. Welcome to the family.”
Merry opened her arms toward Laurel and Laurel launched herself into them. “Mom, you’re okay. We were so worried. Uncle Steve tried to communicate with us, but that SOB DeMarco claimed you were dead. That we were dead.” Merry rubbed Laurel’s back as her daughter sobbed in her arms.
“Laurel, I am so sorry. Thank you for taking care of your sisters. Everything is going to be okay. I promise you, everything is going to be fine.”
Merry squeezed Laurel one last time. “Okay, Steve said you guys have a plan for taking down DeMarco.” Merry glanced at Steve before continuing. “We have some former military men available to back up the plan.”
The sound of a snowmobile approaching the house abruptly ended the conversation.
“I wonder if it’s Holly or Ivy?” Merry asked.
“One engine, probably Ivy,” Laurel replied as she raced to the door. “She is going to be so happy to see you.”
The room was silent as they waited for the second of Merry’s daughters to arrive. Steve placed his hand in the curve of Merry’s back. She glanced over her shoulder and smiled. Everything is going to be fine. Crazy, but fine.
“Get a room.” Laurel’s comment to her sister made Merry laugh.
“I guess Ivy and Mr. Masters are a little more than friends,” Merry whispered the comment to Steve. He gave her waist a squeeze with his big hand and she sighed.
Laurel entered the room, tugging a laughing Ivy behind her.
“Mom,” Ivy exclaimed. Merry opened her arms and Ivy threw herself into her embrace. Ivy let go of Merry and hugged Steve. “Thanks for rescuing our mom,” she whispered.
“My honor,” Steve said in reply. Merry smiled as Ivy clasped the hand of a handsome man and pulled him to her side. Merry loved the way he looked at Ivy like she was the only person worthy of his attention. The look reminded her of the look that often graced the faces of John, Robby, Ted, and Steve.
“I’d like you guys to meet my fiancé, Eric Masters,” Ivy said. “Eric, this is my mom, Merry Fairweather, and this is Steve Morrison.”
Eric shook Merry’s hand and then he shook Steve’s hand.
“Oh my God.” Merry laughed as she gave Eric a big hug. “All that handshaking was a little too formal and definitely not the way I want to welcome another son into my family.”
“Another?” Ivy asked, turning to Laurel and the men at her side.
“Laurel?” Merry grinned at her eldest daughter, gesturing with her hand for Laurel to do the introductions.
“Ivy,” Laurel said, “this is Aidan and this is Zander.” She paused. “My life partners.”
Merry glanced at Steve. Steve shrugged his shoulders in response as they waited for Ivy to reply to her sister’s news.
“So,” Ivy asked, “are you like my brothers-in-law?”
Aidan and Zander nodded their heads in unison. Ivy gave them both a hug. “I always wanted a couple of big brothers.”
Merry sighed with relief. Her daughters had always been different. She hoped she had a hand in raising them to be open thinkers though a lot of the credit went to Steve. Ivy glanced in her direction, obviously wondering about her take on one of her girls obviously screwing two men. If she only knew… Hell, she was going to know. Maybe not today.
Merry smiled and shrugged. Ivy smiled back.
“I’m going to show Eric my room and pack up some clothes,” Ivy said to the group. “We’ll be back in a few minutes.” Ivy clasped Eric’s hand and led him up the stairs.
“You know,” Laurel said. “I really thought you guys would be more upset by my unique life choice.”
“Oh, honey, this is so the no-judgement zone. All I’ve ever wanted for you girls was for you to be happy.” Merry squeezed Steve’s hand. “And successful of course. Preferably working with me at Fairweather Cosmetics.”
“I think Holly’s here,” Laurel said as the roar of snowmobiles once again interrupted the reunion. Merry exchanged a smile with Laurel. Holly, their baby, would be in the house at
any moment.
The door opened. “We’re here,” Holly called as she entered the house. Merry sighed with relief. All of her daughters were safe.
“Mom,” Holly shouted as she saw Merry standing near the doorway. Tears poured down Holly’s face as she threw herself into Merry’s arms.
“Oh my God,” Holly exclaimed. “I am an emotional mess.”
Merry held Holly tightly. “It’s okay, baby. I’m here.”
Laurel wrapped her arms around Holly and Merry.
“Ivy,” Laurel shouted, “are you coming? Holly’s here.”
The three women hugged each other, laughing and crying at the same time.
“Beautiful chaos,” Steve said to no one in particular as he watched Merry with her daughters.
“What the heck?” Ivy exclaimed as she entered the room. “Group hug,” Ivy said with a laugh as she wrapped her arms around Merry and her two sisters.
Ivy broke the hug by grabbing Holly’s hand and tugging her toward her fiancé. “Holly, this is the Eric Masters. My fiancé.”
Merry gave Laurel a final squeeze before moving toward Steve. “Text them and tell them not to come. We can do this in New York City.”
Steve pulled out his phone and sent the text. He placed his arm around Merry’s waist and pulled her against his side. She watched as Holly met Eric and then when Laurel introduced Aidan and Zander. What a crazy family and it was only going to get crazier. Ironically the men were far exceeding the number of women.
“I told you she was totally doing both of them,” Holly practically shouted to the three men Merry assumed were the Carmichael cousins who stood by the door intently watching Holly. Merry tried not to laugh when everyone in the room stared at Holly.
Holly slapped her hands over her mouth. “I am so sorry, I don’t know what’s wrong with me. It’s like I have no filter.”
“I read about that.” One of the men started to walk toward Holly.
“Mitch, hold,” another one said in a commanding voice.
Ivy rolled her eyes. “She is so doing both of them.” Ivy, with her irrepressible sense of humor, was always able to break the tension between the sisters. Her desire to annoy her older sister hadn’t lessened with age either.
“Fine, I’m doing both of them and I plan on doing them forever.” Laurel held up her ring finger, showing her beautiful laurel-designed ring.
Holly examined Laurel’s ring. “It’s so beautiful.” Merry glanced at her left hand. She hoped the girls wouldn’t notice the four rings she now wore.
Laurel clasped Holly’s hand. “And what is this, little sister? Which one is it?” she asked as she gestured to Mitch, Max, and Mike.
Holly burst into tears. Merry watched the three men who stepped forward protectively toward Holly. “I’m pregnant,” Holly whispered.
“That’s impossible.” Merry gripped Steve’s hand. “The doctors, hundreds of them, said you could not have a baby.”
“Mom,” Holly replied, “it was ninety-nine percent. This is the one percent.”
Ivy and Laurel hugged Holly tightly.
“Who’s the father?” Uncle Steve asked as he studied the three men who stood protectively near Holly.
“I don’t know,” Holly responded and started crying again. Merry stepped toward Holly but one of the men pulled Holly protectively against his chest.
“We are,” the three men sad in unison as they surrounded Holly.
“I know it’s complicated and totally not normal. I don’t care. Our chemistry is perfect and Mike, Mitch, and Max are my partners or husbands or my baby daddies and I’m keeping them.”
Merry tried not to be shocked. After all she was in love with four men and enjoyed them separately and together. She just did not want to think of her daughters as sexual or having sex. It was just a mom thing. Wow, and her girls would die if they knew what their mother had done this morning and would be doing again tonight.
“Baby daddies, Holls?” Ivy said sarcastically breaking the uncomfortable silence. “No really…baby daddies?”
Merry stepped forward and held out her hand with a smile. “Don’t you think you should introduce us to your baby daddies?”
“Mom, I’d like you to meet Mitch, Mike, and Max Carmichael.”
Merry hugged Holly’s men. “Welcome to the family.”
Merry clasped Steve’s hand.
She looked around the room at her daughters and their men. They had come together to save her other baby, Fairweather Cosmetics. “I sincerely appreciate the work all of you have done for our company. We’re lucky to have you in the family.”
“Now.” Merry gestured toward the chairs in Nana’s family room. “Let’s sit down and discuss strategy. We have a wedding to plan, a baby to plan for, and a bastard to bring to his knees. Just another ho-hum day with the Fairweather women.”
“Ho hum,” Steve said as he sat next to Merry on the love seat. “I don’t know about you fellas, but life with a Fairweather is never ho hum.”
The men laughed as the girls shook their heads at Steve.
Merry looked at her family. “You know what I always say, ‘Life’s what you make it…”
“…so let’s make it great,” Holly, Ivy, and Laurel replied in unison.
“Absolutely, girls, absolutely.” Merry had her men, her family, and her company. Life was pretty great.
THE END
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Libby Calvincourt loves a good romance…a good romance for Libby has a happy ever after. Libby started her writing career in 2015 when Bookstrand accepted her first novel in the Men from Nowhere series. You can follow Libby @libby2you.
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