Total pages in book: 34
Estimated words: 30353 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 152(@200wpm)___ 121(@250wpm)___ 101(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 30353 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 152(@200wpm)___ 121(@250wpm)___ 101(@300wpm)
"You're both perfect." It was my honest thought; they were perfect as my Daddies and as my boyfriend's. But it wasn't the only thought on my mind; after the time I'd spent with them and this experience topping it off, I was full to the brim with love for these men. But while my heart recognized and accepted it easily, my mind worried that it was too soon, and I was afraid to tell them.
"I'll go get something to clean you up," Daddy said before kissing my forehead and climbing out of bed to head to the bathroom.
"Come here, sweet baby," Poppa said as he laid down, and patted the mattress beside him.
My knees were stiff, but I managed to turn around and lie back, nestling close to him. I reached down to pull up my briefs, but he was quicker; and instead of pulling them up, he removed them from me completely before doing the same with his and giving me a wink.
Daddy returned from the bathroom a minute later, also naked and appearing clean. He was carrying a wet cloth, and when he sat down on the mattress beside me, he used it to wipe the stickiness from my skin.
Poppa motioned towards his own stomach in question, but Daddy just rolled his eyes and threw the rag at his brother, who chuckled and wiped himself down.
Daddy laid down on the other side of me and I was the center of our sexy naked sandwich. They wrapped their arms around my middle and their body heat seeped through my skin.
"Sleep well, Ant," Daddy told me before kissing my cheek.
"Sweet dreams," Poppa added, giving me a kiss as well.
"Goodnight," I told them both, and snuck another kiss from each, because there can never be too many kisses.
As I lay there, warm, comfortable, secure, and sated, my heart swelled once more with feelings of love and adoration for these wonderful men. The words grew heavy on my tongue, but my anxiety over saying them pressed just as heavily on my chest.
So I waited until their eyes were closed and their gentle, rhythmic caressing of my stomach stopped. I took a deep breath before whispering so quietly that I couldn't even hear my own words of, "I love you."
My heart dropped when they both shifted and rolled over so that they looked down at me. I must have spoken louder than I thought. A cold prickle seized my chest as I worried about their reaction to my confession.
But that worry flitted away when they gave me beautiful smiles and replied, "We love you too." I couldn't think of a better way for them to tell me; each man said we, confident that his brother felt the same way.
"Really?" I asked, still in disbelief that I had two amazing men who could feel this way about me. When they both nodded, I asked, "It's not too soon?"
"Hell no," Poppa scoffed. "When you know, you know. And I've never been more sure of anything."
"The same goes for me," Daddy added. "We didn't want you to feel pressured or rushed if we told you, but understand that there is no doubt in our minds about our feelings for you."
My cheeks stretched with a wide grin as happiness bubbled out of me. I couldn't hold it in and I didn't want to. I wanted to show them the joy that they gave me. But I also needed them close to me, so I asked, "Can we snuggle again?"
They both chuckled before Daddy answered, "Of course we can."
They cuddled me even tighter than before, gently stroking my skin and peppering my face with kisses as I settled down from the high they gave me. I could feel their love all around me. It settled my soul and quieted my mind. Peace blanketed me, and I drifted off into the best sleep of my life.
Chapter Nine
Enzo
I couldn’t keep my foot from tapping as I sat in the passenger seat of the truck. I was having withdrawals from my mate, whom I hadn’t seen in hours.
The day started out wonderfully, waking up with Ant in my arms; the way I wanted to wake up for the rest of time. Then Cedric fixed everyone some pancakes since Griffin was still sleeping. Having a baby didn't make him miss a beat; he still insisted on taking care of everyone.
Of course, Felix and I took care of Ant as well; my brother chopped up his stack of pancakes, and I smothered them in syrup. He ate every bite, and then had some playtime with Brady to prepare him for the day, and his shift at The Codfather.
Felix and I tried to talk him into calling in sick, but our sweet boy didn't want to leave his co-workers shorthanded. And so, we took Ant by his house to change into his work clothes.