by J. L. Beck
Micah nods.
“Jenna Hawkins, will you marry me?” Their voices state simultaneously.
I am shaking, as my hands raise up to my mouth. My legs go all wobbly. They just—they just proposed to me?
ALL THREE?
They look up at me.
I’m shaking my head. They cannot be serious! I mean it isn’t rational or I believe, legal.
“Please Jenna?” Micah pleads softly.
I stare at them. All of them kneeling, even Jake? I look over at him.
He nods at me his face deadly serious.
I look over at Trevor, because if this is a joke, I will be able to tell by that grin he often wears.
Trevor is so not grinning. He wears the same determined but hopeful look.
They are serious!
I sallow heavily. I cannot hurt them. I mean three strong men asking this. I know they may just be doing this to prove I mean something to them, maybe to get me to stay but I know it cannot be real. I will just say yes and then later, I will let them off the hook.
I do what any smart but insane woman would do—I say, “Yes.”
They all look excited and relieved. They each get up and head to me.
Micah kisses me first. Sweet and gentle but with a determined hold on my face. He steps back.
Next, Jake grabs my cheeks, deep tonguing me and then he swipes my lip with his wicked, velvety tongue.
Trevor steps up, grabs my asscheeks and kisses me hard at the same time. He steps back and grins at me.
Micah says, “So, we already thought this out.”
I’m still breathless and reeling. It may be temporary but it is amazing to think three men just proposed to me. “Thought this out?” I ask, not getting it.
He nods. “Yes, when we marry you. It will be my name on the paperwork. So you will be a Maxwell, legally.”
“But,” Jake takes over, as is his way. “We will all three be there to say I do.”
Trevor nods. “It is the best way, you will be ours, and that’s all that matters.”
I gasp and again, place my hands over my mouth.
They all still and stare at me.
“I thought it was just a gesture,” I tell them. “Like, it isn’t even possible. I just said yes, because I do want to but…” The room spins around me. They meant it? They…
“Jenna?” Micah asks.
“Are you okay?” Trevor asks.
Jake moves forward and scoops me up.
“Hey!” Trevor yells.
“No, no Jake, not this time,” Micah says.
I look at them all. “We are all I en-engaged?”
They laugh.
“Hell, yeah!” Jake chuckles as he carries me towards the stairs.
Micah and Trevor are following us.
“You are not having her for the whole night!” Trevor gets ahead of us in the hall.
I am giddy and feel light headed at all that just happened. I just said yes! They are going to hold me to it, too.
Micah slides to the door and opens it.
Jake carries me through. He drops me on the king sized bed.
I bounce and sit up to stare at them.
“Good thing it’s big enough,” Trevor says as he nods to the huge bed.
They step back and start to rip of their tee shirts.
I am staring open mouthed.
They are immediately naked. At least it seems like they are. I’m breathing hard. They intend to take me all at once?
Jake leans close to whisper something to Trevor.
He scowls, but leans over to whisper to Micah.
My eyes get rounder.
They come over to the bed. All three are pulling the green dress up and off, then my bra is gone.
I’m huffing and puffing. My body is on fire and electrified as they all stop to stare at me.
“God, dammit,” Jake mutters.
“Right?” Trevor is breathing heavily.
“Perfect,” Micah nods.
They all three are hard and their beautiful cocks are ram rod stiff.
My three Greek gods. I stare and my pussy is soaking, my mouth is watering and I’m panting. All while none of them has touched me. Oh, god when they do, I will explode!
They all get on the bed.
Hot mouths and hands are all over me.
One is fingering me, one is sucking on a nipple. Jake, it must be Jake, he has my ass squeezing it.
I am being ganged groped. It is the most thrilling thing that I have ever experienced to date.
Trevor raises my legs bending my knees as his fingers slip from my pussy. He thrusts into me.
I gasp as his hard cock spears me.
Jake looms over me and brushes the tip of his cock across my lips.
I lick it and taste his precum.
“Look at your lips painted with me,” he growls.
Trevor is fucking me deeply and hard.
Micah is sucking on my nipple and playing with the other.
My body bows as Jake slips his cock into my mouth and Trevor is pumping me full.
I’m sucking on Jake’s cock and getting fucked by Trevor’s cock. I think I might die.
Micah then looks at me and licks his finger. He reaches under me and eases a finger into my ass.
Micah? He did the last thing I expected but I have to admit, it feels so good. He’s pumping it slowly but deeply into my hole. I am being filled in every area. They own me and all my holes. I know it now. I reach for Micah, and grab that lovely, long silky cock of his, hand fucking him. He won’t be left out this time. I vow that I won’t come till he spurts as I’m being fucked three ways to Sunday…Literally.
I’m dripping all over my thighs! My pussy is clenching like crazy.
In pure unadulterated mind blowing pleasure, my body bows off the bed. Fucking Christ! My throat constricts around Jake’s cock as I moan long and hard.
“Fuccck!” Jake comes into my throat. I’m swallowing his delicious salty sweet nectar as Trevor comes in my pussy and growls as he does. I can feel the heat of it filling me.
Micah groans and I can see out of the corner of my eye that his sweet pearly cum is filling my hand, hot and creamy.
I come hard as my senses overload. I have never come like this, full to the hilt.
Micah looks at me with almost a reverence as he again lowers his hot mouth and traps my nipple with his teeth.
When he does, I go off like fireworks, helpless. I’m seeing colors and I feel like my body is floating.
All three men slow down and watch me.
“Fucking perfect,” they all whisper in unison.
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Punishing Their Brat
A Reverse Harem Romance
J.L. Beck
Three gorgeous, over the top, possessive, alpha’s that want to make me theirs, that want to punish me.
I’d never imagined falling for my step-brothers but there’s something inside me, something compelling me to let go. Crossing a line shouldn’t feel this good, but when the Taylor triplets discover my secret, I realize there isn’t a line they won’t cross to make my fantasies come to true.
It was supposed to be one night. One night of unbridled passion between Lee, Ryan, Kellan and I. No rules. No holding back. I was giving myself to them together.
Until reality hit us all, and we realized one night would never be enough. Hiding our love would’ve been easy had I not gotten knocked up. Except now we have to face our parents, and decide if we can raise this baby all together as one.
I wanted to be punished, spanked, and taken in every way possible, but I never expected to fall in love.
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My eyes darted from the clock on the wall and back to the dough that was rising in a bowl on the counter. I had less than an hour to get Lola, and myself ready for my brother’s wedding rehearsal and I still had to prep the bread dough for baking that was rising. I ran a hand through my chestnut brown hair.
You can do it, Mia. It was the mantra of my life and something I had to chant to myself for the last four years. I squeezed my eyes shut for a fraction of a second, well placing my closed fists against the cold countertop.
I inhaled fresh oxygen and exhaled the stale oxygen from my body. The sound of the door chiming signaled a customer.
I shook my head in confusion as I walked around the front of the kitchen and out by the register. I was pretty sure I had locked the front door and turned the open sign to closed, hadn’t I?
The fact that I hadn’t actually done so became more apparent as my eyes caught a glimpse of what could be nothing more than a ghost.
“Hello, Mia…” My eyelids fluttered closed, and my body lit up, like a Christmas tree. His voice was still the same, smooth like honey. No one said my name like Jake Matthews did. It had been four years, four long years since he broke my heart and walked away from me.
“We’re closed.” I barely got the words out. I didn’t have any intention of seeing or talking to him again. Still, my body betrays me and I give into the need to at least have a look at the man he had become. I regretted it immediately my body coming to life like it had all those years ago.
Jake had filled out mighty well. When he left he was fit, and tone, but now he was muscled, and rugged. His face was spotless with not a hair to be found. My eyes roamed over his strong jawline, and the very spot right next to his left dimple where I always placed a kiss when we departed. God, he was so fucking handsome, and it was going to be so hard to avoid him now that he was back in town.
“Your sign says open. Though even if it did say closed I would still find a way inside…” I bit the inside of my cheek unsure of what to say to him. He couldn’t just walk back into my life like this after being gone for such a long time. There were things that he didn’t know about an entire life he missed out on being gone and he couldn’t just come back and decide he wanted to be apart of that now.
“I’m glad your back in town Jake but you can’t just seek me out like this. We don’t know each other anymore. It’s been four years…” I ran my fingers through my hair once more, watching as his dark eyes filled with hunger. He was watching me much like a lion watched its prey before pouncing.
I was more than thankful for the counter top separating us as he took a step in my direction. My heart came to life, slamming against my rib cage like it was going to beat right out of my chest.
“We know each other. I’m Jake, your Mia. That’s all there is to us sweetheart…” I could feel my insides turning to mush. Jake had always been able to make me weak in the knees and now was no different than any of those other times. I just needed to remind myself that he couldn’t come crashing into my life like this again. Not when there was much more at stake than us.
“Actually you know nothing. I’m different now. I’m not the same woman you left behind four years ago and you can’t just walk into my cupcake shop and think that you own me… because you don’t.” The last three words were harder to say than I ever expected them to be.
I had practiced this day out in my mind a million times, thinking of all the things I would say to him if I ever saw him again.
Jake didn’t seem surprised by my anger or bold headedness, he never did. Instead, one side of his mouth turned up in a smile, his dimple reflecting back at me.
“Whatever you say, darling. I’m not going anywhere though. I’m back, and I’m staying, right here where I belong.” I couldn’t take my eyes off of him even if I wanted too. I begged my body to shut up, to stop reacting to his presence to stop wanting him.
I clenched my fists at my sides. The man I once loved, was now standing right in front of me in his Army fatigues. He looked so handsome and put together that it almost brought tears to my eyes. He had everything going for himself. He didn’t need me, or the things I had hidden from him over the last four years to bring him down.
“Great. I hope you find Sweetwater Falls to be as great as it was when you left here four years ago.” I turned on my heels ready to make a beeline for the back door when I felt Jake’s hand on my shoulder. His touch burned a hole through my shoulder, and I pulled away as if he had really burnt me.
“Your brother asked me to be a part of his wedding…” I stayed put with my back to him, refusing to let him see the tears that were burning in my eyes. He didn’t deserve my pain, not after leaving me they way he did. My body begged me to give into his touch like I had once before, but I stood my ground refusing to let myself live through that pain again.
“Great! I’m glad you’ve reconnected with Donovan. Now I have a shit ton of work to do so if you could please leave that would be great.” I shrugged off his touch and headed towards the kitchen to finish up whatever it was that I was doing before he came barreling through my door.
I wanted to scream out in frustration. There was no way I wouldn’t be late for the rehearsal dinner now that Jake was here.
“I won’t just leave like I did before. I’m not lying when I tell you I’m here to stay.” Jake’s voice filtered into my ears and I twisted around, coming face to face with his broad, muscled chest. My eyes drifted upwards until they were on his face.
Had he really just followed me?
“You need to leave me alone. We have nothing to talk about Jake. The past is the past. It’s done and over with, let's just move on and maybe one day we can be friends again?” I lied, feeling the sting from the lie on my lips. My eyes refused to move from his full lips that begged to be kissed.
“We have loads to talk about… For example how I never stopped loving you. Or the fact that you have a daughter now?” He raised an eyebrow at me in questioning. Fuck! He knows about Lola.
“My daughter is none of your concern Jake.” My voice was filled with venom. You could say whatever you wanted about me but if you talked about my daughter then you would see a whole another side of me.
He narrowed his blue-green eyes at me. They twinkled with curiosity, and I wondered for a second if he knew that she was his? If he had seen her then he may know? After all, she looked identical to him.
“She will be when you become mine again because you will become mine again… You know that already though, don’t you?” He spoke with so much conviction that for a second I was caught up in his plan to win me back.
Sweat formed against my palms. I didn’t like him being this close. Close enough for me to smell his cologne, or feel the heat of his body against my chest. Yeah, he was way to fucking close.
“Go away…” My voice was weak, just like me, weak for a man that I still loved.
“Is that really what you want?” His voice dripped with need, as the rough pads of his fingertips slipped under my chin forcing my eyes back up to his. I was in a trance, consumed by the need in his eyes.
He wants me. He loves me.
I nodded my head up and down, reveling in the feeling of his fingertips against my skin. Tingles of pleasure shot through my body. I needed to get a handle on the emotions I was feeling but before I could he was swooping in, his lips gently grazing mine. Fire filled my belly, setting my body ablaze.
“Your body still reacts to my touch…” his voice was a mere whisper against my lips and I wanted him to kiss me, really kiss me. “I know you want me, Mia, you still want this…” Something in what he said snapped me back to reality, and before I realized it I was pushing a hand against his solid chest attempting to get him to go away. I couldn’t go through this all over again. Not with my daughter to think about. She deserved more than this.
“I hate you. Nothing has changed. Now leave, before I call the police and tell them you
broke in…” I sneered trying to hide the desires I was feeling. Jake knew exactly how to keep me coming back for more and if I wanted to save my heart, then I would have to become immune to his charm.
“Hate?” A gruff laugh erupted from his throat. His Adam’s apple bobbed up and down and within seconds I became mesmerized by it all over again. “You couldn’t hate me if you tried. There’s too much good between us….” The air in my lungs refused to move, making it hard to breathe.
“I can still hate you, Jake. It’s not really that hard of an emotion to feel when you left me the way you did.” I sneered finding my voice again. All I needed to do was find a way to get him to leave, and the easiest way to do that was to tell him off.
“Say it again…” His voice purred in my ears.
“Say what?” I looked at him bewilderedly.
“My name. Say it again…” He reached out a finger tracing my bottom lip. My body begged me to give into him like I once had but my heart and mind told me it was nothing but a trap. I had loved him once and it burnt me. I couldn’t hurt myself like that again.
“Leave, now and don’t come back.” I batted his hand away from my face and moved as far away from him as I could. He looked down at me with indecision.
“Is that what you want?” He questioned me with anger burning in his eyes. I could hear the surprise in his voice. He was finally catching on, he was finally getting that this wasn’t a game to me that he couldn’t just leave for four years and come barreling back into my life like he never left. I wouldn’t greet him with the same welcoming the rest of the town did, not when he all but ripped my heart out.
“Yes, it’s what I want. Now leave.” I lied knowing that even if it wasn’t what I wanted it was what I needed. He stared at me with anger in his eyes, his nostrils flaring with every breath he took. I was glad he was enraged. Maybe he would discover how it felt to be denied.
“I didn’t mean to hurt you…” He started but I didn’t want to hear it. Not now, not here, and probably not ever.
“GO!” I hollered my voice cracking just like my heart did the day that he told me we were over. It was his choice, his words that ended us. I watched as he took a step back, the sound of his boot colliding with the tiled floor.
