Sin City Baby: A Reverse Harem Accidental Marriage Romance

by Rye Hart

  Evan was still on the couch, playing on his phone. He didn't seem bothered in the slightest. “Geez, think you might take that into a bedroom or something?” Evan teased.

  I knew he was right, but I couldn't stop myself. Neither could Hadley. Her hands moved over my chest, then my abs before she cupped my erection in her hands. My jeans were in the way, but she massaged my erection through my pants bringing a groan from my lips.

  “Fuck, that feels good,” I whispered into her ear.

  I played gently with her nipples, teasing them through her dress. She whimpered, biting her lip and closing her eyes. A soft sigh escaped her. The need was etched across her face. She needed me as much as I needed her.

  “Or maybe I'll just see myself out,” Evan joked.

  He was already walking toward the door and Hadley reached out for him, stopping him in his tracks. They shared a look, one filled with so much love that it almost hurt me to see it. I hoped Hadley might look at me like that, one day.

  “You don't have to go,” she said.

  “Nah, it's fine,” Evan said, leaning down and kissing her. “Jared deserves some quality time with you too. If we're going to make this work, we all have to learn to share.”

  There was some pain in his eyes, but that was pushed away pretty fast. He nodded at me and walked out the door, leaving me alone with Hadley. The first time we'd been together, I'd been drunk. Everything had happened so fast. Now, I needed to make a move.

  Grabbing her face, I turned her head to look at me and smashed my lips into hers. She sighed deeper as our lips met, as our bodies became glued together. Hadley worked at my pants, unzipping them before I even knew what hit me. Her hand slipped down into my pants, taking my cock in her small, delicate hands. I groaned as she stroked me, growing harder by the second.

  Fuck, I needed her. I needed her so badly.

  “Turn around,” I commanded.

  My voice came out as more of a growl than anything else. She did as I told her though and faced the couch. I pushed her up against itand she naturally bent over, shoving her ass into my groin. She wiggled that tight little ass against me, taunting me. I grabbed her hips with one hand and lifted her dress up with the other. Her panties were already wet for me, and I slid a finger beneath them, massaging her clit. Hadley's cute little ass wiggled some more as she whimpered.

  “Please, Jared,” she begged.

  She didn't even have to tell me what she wanted. I already knew because I wanted the same thing.

  I needed to be inside of her.

  I slipped her panties aside, lined myself up with her opening and with her help, thrust into her. My cock parted her lips and slid inside of her easily. She cried out, “Yes,” as I filled her up, taking her from behind.

  God, she felt so good. Nice, tight, and wet. The warmth of her pussy almost made me lose control, but I held on. I kept hold of her hips, moving her along with me, pounding into her. Hadley trembled beneath me, and she was holding onto the couch for dear life. I bent down just enough to kiss down her back, and she shuddered. Taking a handful of her hair, I gently pulled her head and toward me, so I could kiss her, staying completely sheathed inside of her as our tongues explored each other's mouths.

  I didn't have much time, I had to be at work soon, but there was no way I would finish before her. I pulled out and flipped her around, continuing with the kissing as I guided her where I wanted her to be. I sat down on the couch and pulled her down on top of me. She straddled me, lowering herself down on my cock, and took me inside of her once more.

  Her breasts were pressed against me, begging to be free. We didn't have time for that, though. So instead, I played with her nipples through the dress as she rode me. She rocked back and forth, her beautiful face twisted into a look of absolute bliss as she groaned. Her hands were on my chest, steadying her body. Her clit was rubbing against my pelvic bone as she ground herself into me, my cock touching every part of her tight little hole.

  “Yes, yes,” she cried out.

  “Come for me, Hadley,” I said, struggling to not explode inside of her.

  Her pussy clenched around me, spasming and sending ripples of pleasure through my cock until my balls were literally bursting with cum. Clenching my teeth, I held on until I heard those beautiful words flow from her lips.

  “I'm coming... Oh God, Jared... Yes...”

  Hadley's head fell forward as she flailed on top of me. Her nails dug into my chest, biting into my skin through my shirt. I lifted her head and kissed her as she moaned against my lips. She bit down on my lower lip, hard enough to draw blood but I didn't care. Feeling her spasming with pleasure was the last straw for me.

  I exploded inside of her. Streams of hot cum filled her up, shooting deep inside of her, as her own orgasm finally subsided. She rested against me, as I basked in the glory of my own climax until every last drop was inside of her.

  “Fuck, that was amazing,” I said.

  My head fell back against the couch, and I closed my eyes. My body was tingling was the sensations still running through me, every muscle relaxed. Hadley's lips brushed against mine as I held her close to me.

  We were in heaven. At least until a familiar voice pulled us back to earth.

  “Well, glad to see you two are having fun.”

  Hadley froze on top of me, and we both shared a look of absolute dread.

  “Gabe, we need to talk,” she said slowly.

  She turned to face him, sliding her body off my now deflated cock. Thankfully, she was in a dress, and was more or less, fully clothed. I, on the other hand, had to hurry and sneak my cock back into my pants.

  “Yes, we do,” he said.

  Gabe strode through the room and took a seat across from us, his arms on his legs. His back was straight and stiff.

  “Jared, do you think we could have a moment alone, please?” Hadley asked.

  Her eyes were sad again, and I hated to see that look in them. I also hated leaving her. We'd promised her that we had her back, and there she was, asking me to leave. I reached out for her hand and squeezed it.

  “You sure?”

  “Yes, I think this would be a conversation we should have alone,” she said.

  CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

  HADLEY

  “I'm sorry. You shouldn't have seen that,” I muttered.

  I sat across from him, staring at my hands which were clasped in my lap. I couldn't bring myself to look at Gabe, I knew he was hurt. I caused that hurt too. I hadn't wanted to hurt him. He shouldn't have witnessed me fucking one of his brothers. That wasn't the way to start the conversation about us all being together.

  Gabe's voice came out flatter than usual. “Well, it's not like we're together or anything,” he said.

  “I know, but – ”

  “But what, Hadley? You still love me?”

  Yes,” I said as tears ran down my cheeks. “Very much so, Gabe.”

  “But you also love Jared too, huh?”

  I nodded, wiping my eyes.

  “What about Evan?”

  I nodded again.

  “And you think the four of us can be one, big happy orgy?”

  “Not an orgy, but – ” his words hit deep. “I was hoping we could be a family.”

  “A family?” he scoffed. “Like we all live in a big house together, sharing a bed and fucking like rabbits?”

  “Well, yes and no,” I said.

  “Is that the type of home you want to raise Grayson in?”

  His voice was rising higher and higher.

  “Don't bring my son into this, and don't yell at me,” I said.

  I swallowed the lump in my throat, and finally, I'd had enough. I managed to sit up and stare him straight in the eyes. It must have shocked him because he looked as if he'd been slapped.

  “How can we not talk about Grayson? His life will be affected by your decisions, Hadley,” he said, his voice still louder than I cared for.

  “Don't you think I know that?” I said.

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p; My own voice rose higher to meet his. I stood up and towered over him now. “Every decision I make is for that little boy. Every single one,” I said. “But personally, I think the more people in his life who love him – and love his mom – the better. I'm sorry you don't see it that way, Gabe, I really had hoped we could make this work.”

  I was shaking, and when Gabe stood up, I naturally backed away. His temper could be claustrophobic at times, making you feel like you were being choked even though he stood several feet away.

  “Come away with me, Hadley,” he said.

  “What?” I stammered.

  “I've been offered an opportunity of a lifetime, but it requires me to live in Paris,” he said. “Come, live with me. Just the three of us. You, me and Grayson.”

  He stepped closer to me, and I didn't step back. I froze, almost unsure if I'd heard him right. He literally caught me fucking his brother, and now he wanted me to move to Europe with him and be a family?

  “Listen, I know you care about Evan and Jared too, but they will still be in your life. They're my brothers,” he said.

  His hands reached out for me, and he took me by the shoulders. There was so much need in his eyes. So much longing. It was a desperate cry for love.

  “I can't just up and move to Paris,” I said. “Not like that.”

  “Think about it?”

  I shook my head, trying to clear my head. “Gabe, I don't know where this is coming from.”

  Then it hit me. In his mind, moving overseas would keep me away from Evan and Jared. It would keep temptation at bay. If he had me in Paris, we could be a family. “Listen, Hadley, I know you're confused,” he said, moving closer. This time, I took a step back.

  “I'm not confused, Gabe. I know what I want. For the first time in my life, I realize that I don't want a monogamous life. I'm not cut out for that,” I said. “And moving me away to Paris isn't going to change that.”

  His face fell as if I'd crushed every last hope and dream he'd ever had. I yearned to reach out and to hold him, to tell him everything would be alright. Yet, that was a lie. As long as I loved him and his brothers equally, and at the same time, it would never work. Gabe couldn't let go, couldn't visualize a life where I could be with all of them.

  It wasn't fair for me to try and force it either.

  This time, Gabe pulled away. He removed his hands from my shoulders, and his face went from someone who was hurting to someone who was filled with anger. I'd never seen a shift like that before, and before I could say another word, he was moving toward the door.

  “Gabe, I'm sorry,” I said.

  “Yeah, so am I,” he said as he slammed the door to the guest house.

  I collapsed on the couch with my head in my hands, my insides hurting as I started sobbing. No matter what happened now, I'd ruined everything we had. Our friendship, the relationship between the guys – all destroyed because of me.

  I heard the door open again, followed by the sound of footsteps. I didn't need to look up to see who it was. Both Evan and Jared were there, one on either side of me, comforting me.

  Gabe would never forgive them either, I thought. If I continued the way I was going, they may never be close again. I could literally rip a family apart.

  I shoved their hands off me and stood up.

  “I need to get some air,” I stammered.

  “I'll come with you,” Evan said, standing with me.

  “No, I need to go alone,” I said.

  I hurried from the guest house before either of them could argue, and I went straight for my rental car. My mother was watching Grayson, and honestly, I just needed to get away. I needed to clear my head. A drive through the mountains would be perfect.

  I got behind the wheel of my car, and before long, I was driving through scenic mountain roads that were barely large enough for one car. I put on some music, playing it loudly, and screamed along with the lyrics. My heart had been broken, but worse than that, I'd hurt those I loved dearly.

  The absolute worst, of course, was that one of them was the father of my child.

  “Stupid, stupid girl,” I screamed at myself.

  I slammed my hands down on the steering wheel in frustration and rage. I caught myself speeding and slowed down. I had no desire to hurt myself. After all, I had a child inside of me now too.

  Breathe, I told myself. I fought back the tears, as hard as that was, and focused on the road instead. I made every curve smoothly and effortlessly. After all, I knew these roads like the back of my hand. This was my home. San Diego was nice for a few years, but Castle Creek was my home.

  It's where I wanted to raise my children.

  As the road twisted and turned, taking me higher and higher, I started planning for my future. Would Gabe go to Paris without me? My heart hurt to just think about being here without him, but I had to let him go. Whatever happened with me and his brothers, he deserved better. He deserved to be someone's one and only, if that's what he wanted. I couldn't give him what he needed, no matter how hard I tried. It would be a lie, and all three of them deserved better than that.

  I turned down an even narrower back road. Wilson's Creek Road, it was called. The boys and I used to come out here and go swimming in the creek, against the owner's wishes. Wilson was a crotchety old shit, and just thinking about the old man cursing at us made me laugh. The laughter was followed by tears, however, as I drove across the bridge that led to the private property and the creek.

  Gabe and I would often go skinny dipping in the creek late at night when Wilson was asleep. I wondered what happened to old Wilson? As I drove up the road to his house, it became increasingly obvious that the house was abandoned.

  I sighed. What a shame. It also meant that I had the place to myself.

  I turned around, parked near the bridge, and got out of my car. I walked over to the bridge. The creek was high this year, and rough. Too rough to swim in, which was a shame, but at least I could still stand up on the bridge and watch the water flowing forward. Like my life, the water would continue on until it reached its destination, no matter what obstructions got in the way.

  The air was sweet and filled with the scent of the local flora. I breathed in the familiar, clean air and closed my eyes. In the distance, I heard birds singing. There was something else as well. I opened my eyes and looked around, trying to find the source of the humming. I saw nothing, so I pushed it out of my head and went back to relaxing. I closed my eyes again and felt connected to the earth, to Castle Creek, to everything around me.

  I may not know what I was going to do with my life, but it would work out. It had to. One thing I was certain was that I wanted to stay.

  The sound got louder until it stopped. I turned and looked, and then I sighed.

  The sound had been a car, which was now parked on the other side of the bridge.

  Evan and Jared climbed out, and I shouted, “Guys, seriously, I just needed some time alone,” I said.

  “We were worried about you,” Jared said.

  The first sign that anything was wrong was the way Evan's eyes suddenly grew wide. He pointed, but I didn't hear the words that came next because it was too late. The board underneath my feet collapsed and before I knew what was happening, I was in the water. I was being dragged along by it, taken under and pulled underneath the bridge. I didn't even get a chance to scream for help before I was unable to catch a breath.

  I didn't remember the next thing that happened. A sense of peace, of serenity, enveloped me. I wasn't yet done living, I didn't want to die, but somehow, none of that mattered anymore. The only thing that mattered was holding on to that sense of peace and tranquility that filled me.

  My world went black.

  CHAPTER NINETEEN

  GABE

  My phone rang. It was Evan, and I almost didn't answer. I stared at it for a long time, but just before it went to voicemail, I picked up. After all, he hadn't been the one fucking Hadley. At least, not when I'd walked in, anyway.

  “Y
es?” I mumbled into the phone.

  I was still in my car, sitting outside my house. I hadn't gone inside yet, mainly because I couldn't bring myself to. My business partners had offered to move me to Paris, but what would that mean for me? It meant leaving my family, of course. It meant leaving Hadley, which hurt far more than it should. It would mean leaving Grayson, who I considered to be a nephew, if not something more.

  “Hadley is in the hospital,” his voice said. “I thought you'd like to know.”

  A shot of adrenaline ricocheted through me, I sat up straight, everything in me suddenly awake. My heart raced, my pulse right behind it. When I'd left her, she'd been fine.

  “What happened?” I asked, feeling my gut clenching.

  I started the car and backed out of my driveway while still on the phone.

  “There's been an accident,” he said. “She hasn't woken up yet. Gabe, she could die on us, man. We could lose her.”

  “I'll be right there.”

  I hung up and drove straight to the hospital, my mind spinning fast and hard. We could lose her. Those words echoed through my mind over and over again, driving me mad with worry. My insides were empty at the mere thought of a world without her.

  For years, we'd been on bad terms, but she was always there. She had always been out there, in the world, living and hopefully happy. That's what I wanted for her. Even if I couldn't have her, that was what I wanted.

  “Fuck!” I screamed, gripping the steering wheel tightly.

  She'd offered herself to me. On one condition. A condition I wasn't sure I could meet. I could have had the love of my life back, once and for all. I'd just have to share her. That seemed like too big of a price to pay at first. But now, at the thought of never seeing Hadley again? At the idea of losing her completely? I'd give anything to have her back. Anything at all.

  The drive to the hospital seemed to take forever, but in reality it was only fifteen minutes. I parked and rushed inside, nearly running into Jared who was standing in the doorway. He held onto my shoulders, stopping me in my tracks. He had tears streaming down his cheeks. My heart dropped into my stomach, already trying to brace myself for the worst.