Wanted by Her Two MC Men (Curvy Women Wanted Book 19) Page 6

  “I got no problems with my name being right here,” Diego said, getting off the bed. He stood on her other side, and she watched him in the mirror as he traced her flesh. “You belong to both of us, and this, right here, this lets the world know just who you belong to.” He fingered the mark. “Sexy.”

  She giggled. Cupping his face, she pulled him down to kiss him, hard. It was on the tip of her tongue to tell him she loved him, but she held back, not wanting to spoil the moment.

  You love them.

  Both of them.

  They have a right to know how you feel.

  Instead, she smiled at each man. “I’m going to go and make some cocoa. Do you guys want one?”

  “I’d love one,” Diego said.

  “Me too.”

  She stepped out of the bedroom, going to her kitchen. She needed a moment to gather her wits about her.

  On the way past the kitchen, she checked the ink out for herself without any prying eyes, and she loved it. The lettering, the words, they were everything to her.

  Did they have any other feelings for her besides desire? There were moments she believed they were falling in love with her, but they were so fleeting. She didn’t know if she could trust her own judgment, not when it came to love.

  Diego and Killian were both forces, and they’d filled her heart when she least expected it. She had no idea love could feel this way, but it did. She couldn’t pick as she wanted them both and would love them equally as well.

  She already did.

  ****

  Killian was getting impatient.

  He knew something was bothering Amy, but he didn’t know exactly what.

  “Do you think she’s had enough of us?” Diego asked, after he’d voiced his concerns to him.

  “I honestly have no idea.”

  “No, I don’t believe she’s tired of us. I won’t believe it.”

  “And if it’s the truth?”

  “I still won’t believe it. The woman who is between us every single night, she’s not tired. She looks at us with yearning,” Diego said. “This is something more. I can’t explain it. I just know the truth. She’s not tired of us.”

  Killian paced the length of the living room.

  Any spare moment he or Diego had was always spent in her home. It was the one place they shared together, and slowly, he and Diego had been moving in. Her wardrobe now had clothes from the both of them, and they each had a toothbrush. He’d even claimed a cup and plate he used every single day.

  “I don’t like this moping around,” Diego said. “I’m not going to sit here and wonder what the hell is going on.”

  “What are you doing?” Killian asked, following after his friend.

  In the past couple of months, they’d gotten to know one another, and Diego wasn’t a bad guy, not nearly as bad as Killian thought he was.

  “I’m going to go and talk to the woman who can settle this for us, once and for all.”

  Chasing him down the street, Killian matched him stride for stride, not wanting to be outdone. It didn’t take either of them long to make it to Amy’s shop. She was at the door about to flick the sign to closed.

  The moment she saw them, a huge smile appeared on her face, and it melted Killian’s heart.

  She opened the door.

  “What’s going on? I thought I was meeting you at my place in half an hour?” She glanced behind her to check the time.

  “Are you breaking up with us?” Diego asked.

  “Excuse my friend here. He doesn’t know the meaning of the word tact.”

  “Breaking up with you? No, of course not. Why would you think I’m breaking up with you?”

  “There is a reason I don’t use tact. There is too much on the line already. I’m not going to sit idly by while she needs us.”

  “The way you’ve been behaving lately,” Killian said. “You’ve been distancing yourself.”

  “I’m not distancing myself. I don’t want to break up with you. With either of you.”

  “Then what is it?” Diego asked. “We’re here. We’re your men! Talk to us.”

  “Diego, give the woman some air.”

  “I skipped my period,” she said. “This month. I know we haven’t been using condoms and I’ve been meaning to get on the pill, but the last time I was on it, I was sick. I don’t know. I’m kind of scared.”

  “We knocked you up?” Diego asked.

  Amy’s cheeks were on fire.

  “Will you shut the fuck up before I shut your mouth for you?”

  “What? Our woman is pregnant.”

  “We don’t know that,” Amy said.

  “Do you not want our kid?” Diego asked.

  Killian saw the tears in her eyes, and she also bit her lip. He’d noticed they were signs of her nervousness.

  “I do. I want to have a family. It’s something I’ve wanted for a really, really long time.” She pulled away from them, and he watched her.

  “Baby, you can tell us anything,” he said.

  She turned toward them. “I’m in love with both of you.”

  He didn’t expect that.

  “I don’t know what the two of you want. If this is a bit of fun and afterward you’ll go back to hating each other, or trying to fix some kind of truce… I honestly don’t know. I’m crazy about both of you. There’s no way I can pick between the two of you. I don’t want to. I never want to. I love you both so much, and I don’t care who the father is. For me, both of you are. It’s insane. We’re not in a story book. I can’t be happy to be pregnant.” She sniffled. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to pull away from you. From either of you two. I love you both so much, and all I can think about is being with you, forever. There’s no other place I want to be than with you. You’re both amazing men, and love doesn’t even begin to cover how I feel for you.”

  Killian needed to hold her. Walking up to her, he cupped her face and slammed his lips down on hers. Sliding his tongue between her lips, he deepened the kiss, hungry for more of her.

  “I’m in love with you,” Killian said. “I don’t want to lose you.”

  “Hey, I’m sick and tired of you getting in there first.” Diego nudged him out of the way.

  He chuckled as Diego kissed her with a passion equal to his own.

  “I’ve wanted you from the first moment I saw you, Amy. You want a family with the three of us, it’s yours. I will fight to stay by your side. Killian and I, we’ve come to an arrangement. Our clubs are now as one. I promise you.”

  “They are?”

  “Yes. We have taken all the right measures to make sure we can make this official with you. We want to be your men.” Diego touched her stomach. “And to be the father you deserve for your child.”

  “We’re going to need a bigger house for all the children we want with you.”

  “You want lots of children?”

  “Everywhere,” Diego said. “I can’t wait to see how big your tits get when you’re pregnant.”

  Amy chuckled. “We don’t even know if I’m pregnant yet.”

  “I hope you are. I’m begging for you to be.”

  She chuckled. “Then I hope we get our wish. I love you both so much. I’m so happy right now.”

  “Then how about we go home and fuck this into being official?” Killian said. “Then afterward, we can see if you’re pregnant.”

  “I like this man’s plan.”

  “Let me finish up.” Amy stepped away, paused, turned around, and kissed them both. “I didn’t think I’d ever be this happy.”

  Neither did he.

  “We’ve got ourselves a fine woman there,” Diego said.

  “The best fucking woman on the planet.”

  “I couldn’t agree more.”

  ****

  Three months later

  “I can’t believe we’re doing this,” Amy said.

  She let out a little moan, and Diego paused. Only the tip of his cock was inside her hot little asshole, but he wanted her to
be completely into it. He didn’t want to hurt her. “Killian, you should be making it good for her.”

  “Oh, he is,” Amy said, moaning.

  “Her pussy is dripping, and she’s so fucking tasty,” Killian said. “Get inside her ass. I want her pussy.”

  It was Amy’s thirty-first birthday, and they’d asked her what she wanted more than anything. There had been no desire for shoes or jewelry. Not even chocolate got a mention. What their woman wanted was for both of them to be inside her.

  Her rounded stomach wasn’t a problem. She was only a few months along, and he found her bump the sexiest thing in the world. He loved touching her, feeling their baby grow. To him, it was the most precious being in the world.

  She took a couple more inches, and as he plunged her down those last few, she cried out. She didn’t try to push him away. Her hands landed on his thighs, and she whimpered.

  “You okay?” he asked, kissing her neck.

  “I feel so full.”

  “You’re going to be feeling fuller. Killian, she’s ready.”

  Killian lifted up from licking her pussy. Each of them sported a gold wedding band. She was officially married to Killian. They’d all agreed she had to be as the other man was the older, but they had a small ceremony between the two clubs for them to know, she was just as much his wife as Killian’s.

  Holding onto her hips, keeping her in place, he watched as his friend moved between her thighs, the tip of his dick running up and down her slit. He heard the wet sounds and then felt the hardness as he began to slide inside her.

  “Fuck, she’s tight.”

  They’d been taking their time, preparing her for this moment.

  When Killian was up to the hilt inside her, they moved so she was sandwiched between them and they were all lying on the bed.

  Finding a pace, Diego thrust his cock out and slid in as Killian moved on, and together they built up a rhythm. Reaching between her thighs, he stroked her pussy, wanting her to come, to feel her as she did squeeze his cock.

  She moaned, wriggling between them.

  “Oh, fuck, this feels so good. So good.”

  “You like that, baby?” Diego asked. “You like us being in your hot little ass and your tight pussy?”

  “Yes!”

  “Then come for us. Let us hear how much you love it.”

  When she came, it was a beautiful sound. Diego didn’t have the strength to hold back, not as her ass was milking him.

  Thrusting inside her, he gripped her hip tightly as he came. Killian wasn’t far behind him, his guttural moan echoing off the walls.

  Wrapping his arms around her, he held his pregnant wife, with his best friend. He didn’t know how the fuck it happened, but against all the odds, Killian was his best friend. They were a family, and they were doing this together.

  “I love you,” he said, kissing her neck.

  “I love you too. Both of you.”

  “How did you like your birthday present?” Killian asked.

  “It was the best thing in the world. Can we do it again, or is it a birthday treat?” she asked, giggling.

  “I think we can do it every single week, if you’d like,” Diego said, biting down on her neck. She let out a moan.

  This was perfect. Even better than Diego ever imagined.

  The love he had for her, it was off the charts, and he knew a good thing when he had it and would make sure it was protected at all costs.

  With Killian’s help, he’d been able to find his happy, and there was no way he was letting her go.

  Epilogue

  Five years later

  “Look, look, I’m Daddy on a motorcycle.”

  Amy laughed as she watched her young son, Damon, as he gripped imaginary handlebars and started to make bike noises, revving up his engine and shooting down a road. She loved watching her son play.

  “The question is, son, which Daddy are you?” Diego asked, coming from behind, straddling the bench.

  “Because we all know I’m the sexiest one,” Killian said, standing in front of his son.

  Just then, not happy that her brother was getting all the attention, little Annabeth stumbled across the lawn and rushed to Killian’s feet, holding her hands up.

  “Up!”

  Killian didn’t need to be told twice as he lifted their daughter up.

  None of them knew who had fathered who, and Amy didn’t care. For the last five years, she’d had the most incredible life. First, when Damon was born, it had been a long labor, but holding him in her arms had been a dream come true. Less than a year later, Annabeth was born, and because their home had become hectic, they had said they would wait a little longer between kids.

  Damon and Annabeth were indeed a handful, but Amy wouldn’t have it any other way.

  Walking to her men, she dropped a quick kiss on Damon’s cheek; he grinned up at her. He wasn’t old enough yet to hate his mother’s kisses. She did the same to Annabeth as Killian put his arm around her.

  “I’m like both my daddies,” Damon said, revving his pretend bike.

  “Yeah, he is,” she said.

  She didn’t care who the father was. Diego and Killian were her men. Against all the odds, they were a family. Their clubs had been able to make it work, and she was determined to do the same. She’d make everything work for the both of them.

  Tucking some hair behind her ear, she looked at Diego and Killian, seeing the heat in their gazes.

  She knew exactly what they wanted, but she had a little surprise for them.

  “So, how do you guys feel about number three?” she asked, putting her hands to her stomach.

  The moment she did, she saw their eyes go wide and the look of shock rush over them. She couldn’t stop laughing, but it was worth it. They were a happy family and would soon be adding another to their fold.

  The End

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  Chloe Decker sat on the park bench outside of school, waiting for her father to pick her up. She didn’t know why she bothered waiting for him. It wasn’t like he ever showed up on time. More often than not, he forgot, but that’s what she got all the time from her dad. Her father, Kurt, was none other than a Satan’s Crew MC lackey. They would never give him prospect status. Whenever she was near any of the MC club members, she always heard the lingering insults of “coward” thrown his way.

  She tried hard to spend as little time as possible around the club. It helped that her mother didn’t like it and would often avoid the family gatherings her father kept trying to pull them into.

  “Look at it, if it’s not fatty Chloe sitting on the bench. I bet the wood will bend and snap.”

  Chloe stared down at her book. She didn’t need to look up to see it was Alfie Pace and his other MC brat goonies who were near her. They liked to take their time making her life a misery, and she had no doubt it was because of who her father was.

  Ignoring them was easy. Most of the time they moved on, but not today.

  Today she had a banana skin thrown at her, and she groaned, getting off the bench. She didn’t need to wait for her dad. He was supposed to be taking her out to get new boots, but she’d rather walk home than have to put up with this kind of crap.

  “What’s the matter, fatty? Don’t want to eat it? Shouldn’t a fatty eat everything that’s thrown at he
r?”

  Forcing herself to look up, she stared into Alfie’s sharp blue eyes. She hated this guy more than anything else in the world. For as long as she could remember, he’d been mean to her. He never had a nice thing to say to her, and part of her often wondered if he thought he was better than she was.

  His father, Eagle, was the president of the Satan’s Crew MC, and he was a merciless bastard. She’d seen him hit his son a few times. One of the first times she saw Alfie, he’d been thrown across his father’s knee and spanked so hard. He’d screamed the clubhouse down until he finally apologized for whatever misdemeanor he’d done.

  When she’d asked her father later that night what could have possibly earned such a harsh punishment, she’d been told “club stuff.”

  Which probably meant her father didn’t have a clue what was going on either, but he liked to pretend he had a place.

  She didn’t say anything, but she’d have to pass them to make her way home. The last thing she wanted to do was get anywhere near those guys.

  There was no way she was going to be able to avoid it.

  Heart racing, she stepped on the path and began to walk toward them.

  “Whoa, be careful, the ground is shaking,” Ian said.

  “Look at everything wobble while she moves. Be careful. She’s going to eat you,” Riley said.

  There were only two other guys with Alfie, so she should really count herself lucky.

  When she was only a couple of steps away from him, she stopped.

  “Seriously? That’s all you got? You’re going to bully me on my weight or how about my looks next? You think I haven’t heard this all before? You guys are pathetic,” she said.

  She spent way too much time trying to get along, pretending they weren’t horrible people, but she was done being nice.