Brother to Brother: The Sacred Brotherhood Book I (27 page)

“Oh my god, you guys, no!” I called out as I was getting out of the car and they both looked over grinning like they’d just been caught with their hands in the cookie jar.

“What!?” Rush called, “He ain’t gotta use it now, we just thought it’d add character to the place!”

“No!” I called back and they were laughing at me, their laughter dying when Ms. Washington came walking up the sidewalk. The twins exchanged a look. They knew social worker when they saw one.

Both of them came slinking over and Nox asked, “What’s the deal?”

“My parents,” I muttered darkly, “they called to let child services know I’m a drug addict and a horrible mother.”

The twins couldn’t help themselves, they started laughing, and I’m pretty sure Ms. Washington heard the whole thing.

She went on a tour of the house with me and Archer, noting things down, and nodding. She seemed impressed with the child proofing and Noah’s room which had been unbelievably kitted out thanks to Rush’s amazing wood working skills. Our house had a long way to go, but Rush had nearly thrown a fit when we said we were going to buy furniture, saying he’d much rather build it. The only thing he would hear of us buying furniture wise, was a couch, mattresses and lamps.

“You built this?” she asked of Noah’s bed, the crib having been tossed in the dumpster out back of the apartment.

Rush grinned with pride, “Noah’s gonna be a car guy, just like his dad, huh?” Rush asked and Noah shouted “Yah!” Rush had built Noah his very own racecar bed, and it was nothing short of amazing and as safe as could be.

“It’s all one piece, no screws or nails for him to get scratched on and no joining pieces to crush little fingers or toes.”

I rolled my eyes, “I’d better have another boy at the rate you guys are going,” I said.

“Nah, we can totally turn your girl into a racecar lovin’ – and I’m not going there.” Nox finished at my spectacular mommy death glare.

“I already feel like I’m on my own here, but if she likes race cars then far be it from me to say otherwise, still, I will hold out for mermaids and princesses like when I was growing up.”

The guys chuckled and laughed and Ms. Washington was even smiling. I took that as a good sign.

“I think I’ve seen everything I’ve needed to. I’m going to make a note in your file that it appears your mother and stepfather are attempting to use the system to harass. I’d like to make one additional follow up visit in the next three months, if that’s alright.”

“Of course,” Archer and I agreed at once.

“Okay, y’all have a nice night then, and congratulations on your new home.”

“Thank you,” we both said in unison again and laughed at each other.

“Noah say buh-bye?” I asked and he grinned his cheeky grin and waved bye-bye to the woman. We saw her out and the moment she was gone, I very nearly sagged with relief.

“Do you think we’re going to be okay?” I asked apprehensively.

The three guys all looked at each other and Archer sighed, “I think so, but with these government types, it’s always hard to tell.”

“All you can really do is jump through their hoops and do everything they tell you to do and hope for the best,” Nox said and tried his best to smile. I sagged and sighed deeply.

“I’m terrified,” I admitted and Archer pulled me into him, wrapping his arms around me.

“Don’t be, doesn’t matter what it is, we’ll get up and over it. I promise.”

“I wish you would have just left them alone,” I said, breathing in the smell of clean laundry and Archer through his soft tee shirt.

“Wasn’t happening, I drew a line in the sand and they’ve crossed it. Now it’s seriously war. I don’t want you to contact them, I don’t want them to ever see our children again. They had one shot, they fucking blew it. Now let’s see how they like dealing with the consequences of their actions.”

“That’s just it, they
don’t.
They turn their consequences into
my
consequences. I’m the one that has to deal with the fall out.”

“Not anymore, Baby. I promised I’d protect you and our family and that’s exactly what I’m going to do.”

“The only thing you can do is try not to think about it,” Rush said and I nodded.

“Let’s try to put as much of our house together before people start getting here, huh?”

I nodded, there was supposed to be a barbecue celebrating our first house and there was supposed to be more things moving in from various other places. Most of it purchased brand new. Archer had actually saved quite a bit of money for the eventuality that he would one day buy a house, and when he’d made an offer on this one, it was almost too good to be true. He’d had well over three quarters of what was required to purchase, but had offered them half down, that way there was money to furnish the place.

Well, that had mostly been the plan, but then Rush happened when it came to things like headboards, dining room tables and chairs, coffee and end tables, dressers, curio cabinets, and whatever else you could think of. Except it turned out that he actually had almost all of it made… it was just sitting in storage.

“Okay, I gotta go meet up with the guys with the truck, we’ll see you soon.”

Rush gave me a quick hug, squeezing me between himself and Archer and I nodded. Nox was supposed to keep Noah entertained while I fixed up the master bathroom off what was supposed to be mine and Archer’s bedroom.

“See you on the other side of this mess,” Archer told me and kissed me quickly.

The social worker had been a setback, taking up a good two hours that were meant to be devoted to actually moving, but it couldn’t be helped. Not if I wanted to keep our family together. I had the bathroom done with everything Shelly and Ghost had gifted us at the wedding in practically no time. I moved on to putting the majority of mine and Archer’s clothes away in the walk in closet.

Rush had let us pick whatever furniture we’d liked out of his dragon’s hoard. He was paying a ridiculous amount for storage at a place and it was now Dragon’s mission to clean up the central bay out at the shop so that Rush could, in effect, expand. It was spring cleaning for The Sacred Hearts’ home chapter, just a few months too late for spring, but it was time for a new beginning.

In more ways than one…
I thought to myself.

Chapter 30

Archer

“I thought he’d never go down,” she murmured and sighed, collapsing back against me lightly. I put my arms around her as we watched our son in his brand new bedroom, sound asleep in his very first big-boy bed.

“A lot of excitement,” I said and knew contentment.

“Mm,” she hummed, a noise of agreement.

“Think you’ve got it in you to christen the bedroom?” I asked and she laughed lightly.

“I think, maybe, I can manage.”

I chuckled and lightly nipped the side of her neck which caused her to giggle. I turned her out into the hall and lifted her in my arms. She kissed me, and I made quick strides to our new bedroom.

I stripped her quickly, and shucked out of my own clothes double time. I wanted skin on skin, I wanted inside of her something fierce, and I wanted to claim her body in every way possible as completely, one hundred percent
mine.

I captured her mouth with mine as she crawled back up onto the bed, kneeling on it as I stood beside it to reach my mouth, kissing me with a fierce passion that told me that what I had in mind was going to work.

She wrapped her hand around my shaft and stroked with a firm grip, a slow steady rhythm that’d like to drive me nuts; my hips unconsciously rocking into her grip. She broke our kiss, a glint in her true blue eyes that I recognized by now and I voiced my pleasure at going right along with what she had in mind, “Oh god, yeah Baby; do it.”

She lowered her mouth to my dick and sucked me and I tilted my head back, closing my eyes; just
concentrating
on the feel of her mouth on me. She felt un-fucking-believable, hot, wet; silk, wrapping me in softness, her tongue a gentle velvet caress along the underside of my cock, her fingers gentle where they massaged my balls. I lowered my head and swept her hair into a pony tail so I could watch her. The sight of those blue eyes, a deep, dark sapphire with her arousal as she looked up at me, my dick disappearing between those peaches and cream lips… I almost lost my load right then and there.

It took everything I had in me to hold still and not face fuck her; I wanted to thrust so
bad
and eventually the need overrode my good sense to the point that I pulled gently back on her hair. She disengaged her mouth from my dick with a sexy little pop and I let go of her only so I could order her, “Turn around, on your knees, I want that pussy.”

She gave me a sexy as sin, carnal look, and turned around, shaking that ass at me, bending low to the fucking mattress, face down, ass up and I loved what I saw. Her puss was glistening with her desire, wet and ready, and her little asshole was begging for some attention too. I glanced to the nightstand, to make sure it was in reach and satisfied we were close enough to it, I gave my woman my full attention.

I shoved my cock into her, hard and deep, pulling back on her hips and groaned when she ground herself tightly against me.

“Fuck me, Baby,” I said and stood still, letting her work herself back and forth, sliding along my dick, the sounds we made, full on porno quality.

I’d been getting into ass play with her slowly over the last few weeks. Starting out easy by teasing the entrance to her forbidden door with my thumb. Then breaching her entrance with it, I’d successfully worked my way up to two thick fingers, then three but tonight I think I was going for the gold.

I snatched the tube of anal lube off the nightstand and squeezed some onto my finger, teasing her ass with a gentle touch, distributing the half cream, half gel consistency generously. Melody moaned and I smiled. I didn’t give her
as
much lead time before I slipped a finger past the first, tight ring of muscle, but I waited patiently for her to get used to it before I started thrusting again, so she didn’t have to do so much work.

I slid that one finger in and out of her ass carefully, gently, getting her ready to take the second and she was like a cat in fucking heat, loving it, arching her back, her pussy strangling the hell out of my cock as she got ready to come for the first time.

When I introduced the second finger, I could tell she was really, really fucking close, and by the time I started to work the third in, she was coming all over my dick. Snatching a pillow from the head of the bed on her left, biting into it to muffle her cries so she wouldn’t wake our sleeping boy.

I rode out her orgasm and fought not to come myself as she milked my cock with her muscle spasms, when she fell limp to the bed with satisfaction, I pulled out of her pussy. I laid a strip of lube along the top of my cock with my free hand, my other hand still working back and forth and when I thought she was ready, I took out my fingers and pressed myself at her tight hole.

She cried out, and I soothed her, “Shh, it’s alright Baby, do what I told you honey, push out. Oh yeah, that’s it!”

She did what I told her and the resistance eased. I slipped into her slowly, inch by inch and when my body met hers and I was totally inside her, only then did I take my eyes off her shoulders and look. I never fucking lasted long when it came to this, it was just so fucking
hot
.

“You good?” I asked and she nodded.

“Yes!” she gasped.

“Good, good. I’m gonna move, Baby. Slow and easy. You tell me if I need to stop, okay?”

“Mm-hmm!”

I pulled back slowly and eased back in, until I was able to pick up speed, Mel had gone silent, her face pressed to the comforter and pillow, her eyes glazed, and I could feel why. I’d found that sweet spot, had done things right, and I could feel her pussy pulsing along the underside of my dick as she came, one long almost continuous orgasm. Her body fluttering, her pussy flooding wet. Made me almost regret not putting on a condom. I could have stripped that shit off and gone back to fucking her pussy for my finish.

Fuck it though, this was heaven and I didn’t want to give it up so soon, but when she started to moan and gasp like she was in the throes of the most desperate pleasure she’d ever experienced in her life, at
my
hands. I couldn’t hold off if I wanted to. I thrust into her deep and felt myself spill, shooting jet after jet deep into her ass. I groaned and tilted my head back as the sensations wracked my whole fucking body, withdrawing from her gently, and slowly, careful to do it before her system ran out of endorphins.

“Oh my god,” she gasped out, “I should have let you do that a lot sooner.”

I smacked her ass, rubbing away the red handprint as soon as it started to form and grinned, “I told you.”

“Okay, but I’m not done, we need to clean up and go for a round two. I want more of you,” she said and I laughed a little to myself.

“You can be as greedy as you want, Baby. I love fucking you.”

“Good,” she sighed and straightened up slowly, “Because I love it when you fuck me.”

She turned around and wrapped my long ponytail that was resting over my shoulder around her hand, tugging my mouth down to hers and I fucking loved it when she got demanding. Wasn’t long before I was hard again but I needed to wash up before I could tap that puss again.

“Shower, now, you little minx,” I growled against her mouth and gave her another playful slap on her ass, urging her in the direction of the bathroom.

“Yes, Sir!” she exclaimed and I almost liked the sound of that so much I considered making it a regular thing. Right now, though? Right now I wanted to clean up, clean my woman up, and as tired as we both were, I wanted another round.

Chapter 31

Melody

Archer led me into the bathroom and started the shower. We spent almost as much time making out as we did cleaning up, and boy was it necessary to clean up. I was drenched from the waist down and as amazing as the sex felt, the aftermath? Not so much, while I didn’t feel gross or dirty, I just felt… messy. I don’t know how to describe it.