Jessa pressed on the door, pushing it completely open with a little smile. She was done with fear and doubt. She was done with pessimism. She was going to live her life the way she wanted, with hope in her heart. She was going to be the mother Caleb deserved—a brave woman who followed her heart and didn’t regret. If it all went wrong, then at least she’d know that she tried. She would open her heart to love because that was the only way to find it.
“Jessa?”
She moved to the doorway, revealing herself. “Hi.”
“Hi yourself, sweetheart.”
God, they were so beautiful it hurt. Her two men had traveled a hard road, too, looking for so long for a woman who could accept them as they were. They had never compromised. They had held fast, looking for what they needed.
They’d decided what they needed was her. Jessa’s heart skipped. She was taking a leap. They could decide tomorrow that they’d rather return to their dangerous lives. They could decide they didn’t really want her, after all. The world could end. Any number of things could happen, but she only had control over what she did. At the end of her life, she would only be able to look back on what she had done and find some modicum of pride. She would be damn proud that she’d stepped out of her shell and tried to be brave. She would be proud that she’d loved with her whole heart. She would love them until she took her last breath. Then she would love them more.
“Come to bed.”
The rocking stopped.
“Jessa?” Cole froze, stared.
It was funny that other people couldn’t tell them apart. It was so obvious to her. “Are you going to make love to me or are you just going to rock our son and say my name?”
“You didn’t want us earlier.” Cole stood.
Burke remained rocking, as though he wasn’t sure what to do about the baby in his arms. “We should talk about this.”
“I still don’t want to talk. I want to make love. I want to lose myself in your arms.” She grinned, the love she felt for them suddenly light and buoyant. It was crazy, but jumping off the edge of her cliff of fear felt…good.
“I love you both,” she murmured. “I want us to be a family, and I won’t force you to move. I can handle it here in Texas. I can two-step and eat steaks.” There was one thing she was immovable on. “But you’re finding a new secretary.”
Cole nodded, easing closer. “Fuck, yeah. We kind of left her tied up and gagged. I’m sure someone is going to find her tomorrow. They have a maid staff at the motel, right?”
“You left her tied up in our motel room?” Jessa stared, stunned.
Burke flushed. “Yeah. I wasn’t sure what else to do. Maybe we should call someone.”
Maybe they should stop what they were doing and call someone to help out the woman who had kept them apart and tried to have her killed and attempted to steal one of her men? Hilary could rot…until the police came for her. “Put Caleb to bed, Burke. His parents need to be together.”
Burke stood, his movements slow and steady. He would get more sure of himself, of that she had no doubt, but she would always remember this time when he treated Caleb like a precious, fragile gift.
Cole pulled a blanket over the sleeping baby’s body, then both men turned to her. She backed up, drawing them into her room.
Her nipples tightened. They had gone from loving fathers to dominant lovers in a heartbeat. Both men stared at her before looking at each other, their conversation going silent.
“I get so nervous when you do that ‘silent twin mind-meld’ thing. What did you two just decide?”
Burke’s lips curved up in a sexy smile as he tugged his shirt off and revealed his magnificent chest. “How we’re going to make love to you.”
“Shouldn’t I have a say in that?” She sent them a saucy grin.
“Never,” Cole replied. “We’re the Masters in the bedroom. You’re the queen outside, but here we want our precious submissive who takes us every way we want her.”
Cole shoved his jeans off, his cock bobbing up, begging for attention. Beside him, Burke stood naked as well, his body ready for whatever they had silently agreed upon.
She stared for a moment at her men, loving the identical tats on their biceps and the way their movements mirrored each other. She loved everything about them, including the way they mastered her in the bedroom. When she pushed the straps of her gown off her shoulders, it pooled at her feet. Jessa stepped out and dropped to her knees in front of them, pushing her knees out, straightening her spine. She was offering herself to them—her pussy, and her breasts, her heart and her soul.
“Beautiful,” Cole said, placing a hand on her head. “You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.”
With them, she felt beautiful. No amount of makeup or designer clothes could recreate the way she felt when her men told her she was lovely.
“Jessa Wade, we’re getting married in three days,” Burke proclaimed, taking her hand and lifting her to her feet. He hauled her into his arms, cradling her close, then looked down, his eyes shining. “That’s how long it takes to get a license and fill out the paperwork. None of this ‘living together’ crap. We have a son. We have to be respectable.”
She smiled as he climbed on the bed, placing her in the center. “We will be as respectable as one woman and two men can possibly be.”
“I’m not going to be respectable at all tonight, baby. So you should be ready for that.” Cole opened the drawer of the nightstand. He sighed as he pulled out a tube of lubricant. “I can always count on the James gang. I don’t see any condoms though. I’ll go get my bag.”
She shook her head. “I don’t want them. I want another baby, one we all watch grow together. I want Caleb to have a brother or a sister.”
Burke’s hands tightened around her. “Sweetheart, we want that, too. We want that so badly. Are you sure you’re ready now?”
She’d barely finished nodding when Burke kissed her, his mouth covering hers, tongue seeking. She wrapped her arms around him and let her tongue slide against his. He cupped her breasts in his warm hands, his legs tangling with hers. Burke rolled on top of her, pressing her into the mattress. He kissed her until they were both breathless.
And then it was Cole kissing her as Burke moved down her body. Burke started suckling her nipples as Cole dominated her mouth. She had a brother on each side, surrounding her, enveloping her. Loving her. Their hands were everywhere. Their mouths caressed her, lavishing attention on her. They whispered to her, telling her how beautiful she was, how much they loved her. They wrapped her in desire and passion and love.
Jessa clung to them, allowing them access to her body and soul. She opened herself completely, not letting fear or worry or the past between them. With every touch, she could tell they’d put it behind them, too. For once, she was the canvas, and they painted her with kisses and caresses. They adorned her with devotion.
“I love you.” Jessa didn’t hold back. She never would again. She would build her life with these men, not regretting anything. They’d struggled and suffered, but their love was stronger for having survived the hurt.
“I love you, Jessa,” Cole said.
“I love you, our beautiful bride.” Burke pulled her back into his arms, fusing their mouths together, rolling them over. “Ride me.”
He maneuvered her until she was astride his hips, his big cock thrusting up toward her. She was slick and ready for him.
“Take me, sweetheart.” Burke pressed up, pushing his thick cock deep inside in a single strong thrust.
She gasped as he filled her. Her cunt was already clamping down on him, but they weren’t done yet. Cole pressed a hand to her back, lightly pushing her against Burke’s broad chest. Her nipples brushed his fevered skin, making her shiver all over again.
“You feel so fucking good, sweetheart. I missed you so much.” His hands gripped her hips, holding her still while Cole began to prepare her. She shivered as he coated her with lube and began pressing his finger in to open her wide for his pleasure.
“We were lost without you,” Cole murmured, pulling his finger out and pressing something far larger against the rosette of her ass.
She’d been lost, too. She grasped at Burke, forcing herself to hold still as Cole fucked her ass in short, smooth thrusts. He gained ground with each pass until finally he slid his hot length deep inside her. Tears pricked her eyes at the sublime feeling of completeness and joy that infused her. It didn’t matter that her house had been destroyed. It didn’t matter where they lived at all. Right now, with them, oh, this was home. Finally.
They took her, their movements a bit slow and rough, but perfectly timed. Burke thrust up as Cole retreated, his cock dragging over the nerves of her ass, making her moan. Her breath merged with Burke’s as pleasure washed through her. Cole nipped a tender chain of kisses across her shoulder as he thrust deep. Burke pulled on her hips, grinding on her clitoris as he hit that perfect spot that sent her soaring. Jessa gave up. She let the orgasm take her and rode the powerful explosion of ecstasy, rocking back and forth between her men with a keening cry. Cole shouted out behind her, and Burke thrust up, his body tensing, shaking. She was filled with them, each giving her his come in a hot wash that started another wave of pure joy. Jessa’s body was wracked with it, her every muscle suffused with a delicious tension, followed by a happy lethargy as she fell forward, and her head found Burke’s chest. He cuddled her for a moment, catching his breath.
Cole slipped from her body, rolling off and pulling her with him. She was in the middle, their big bodies surrounding her, nestling her. Warm and safe and loved—that’s exactly how she felt. Happy tears burned her eyes. This was what she’d missed, fulfillment, peace, adoration.
“Oh, baby, we love you. We won’t ever leave you again,” Cole said, his voice thick with emotion. “We promise.”
“Not ever again, Jessa.” Burke’s hand caressed her cheek, brushing away her tears. “You won’t regret giving us another chance. We’re in this for life.”
“Forever,” Cole vowed.
Forever just might be long enough for her.
With a little smile of contentment, Jessa fell asleep between them. Her world was finally complete.
