Blaine, Destiny - Domination Plantation [Southern Plantation 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage and More) (21 page)

“That’s never going to happen,” Brogan said. “We’re both going to have vasectomies. You talked about it before. You said you didn’t want children. I don’t either, especially now.”

“What about Jenna?”

“We’re going to spoil her so rotten she’ll never want to share the attention. Trust me,” he said, slapping his brother on the back. “I’ll handle Jenna.”

The men turned to walk back inside. Jenna stood in the doorway. “You don’t need to handle me. I’m here to please you,” she said quietly. Then she added, “And in case you didn’t know, you’re both the dominant partners in this relationship. I trust you to take care of everything. Even my father.”

Epilogue

Six months later

The news had been the same for several days. Velázquez St. Martín had been arrested. Jenna couldn’t absorb enough from the media. Every television in the house stayed tuned into World News Live. WNL delivered redundant updates, but she never tired of them. Her father faced more charges than he’d ever beat in a court of law, and Jenna felt the kind of security she’d always craved.

She was out of her father’s reach.

Jenna felt like she was walking on air. She ran upstairs and then back down again. She straightened up the bedroom she once shared with Serena and prepared it to the best of her ability. She placed balloons on the front porch, taking the time to tie them around the large, white columns, and then she blew up a few more just to make sure it was welcoming enough.

Months earlier, Heath had paid a handsome price to have Fiona flown to a clinic in Germany. After surgery and a lengthy recovery, she was on her way to the ranch for a visit. Jenna hadn’t seen Heath or Fiona since she’d arrived in Bristol, but Serena had visited several times. Now, they were all going to be together again.

“Hey! What are you doing rushing around here like a bat out of its cage?” Jules stopped her in the hallway and planted a few kisses on her lips. “I told you, we don’t want you working now. For the next few months, all you need to do is boss us around.”

“Sounds like a nice change, but not today. I’ll get back to you on that tomorrow. Now move your sexy ass. We have company coming.” She grabbed his forearms and tried to walk around him, but Brogan caught her, looping his arms around her waist from behind.

His moist lips touched the nape of her neck, and her nipples throbbed on contact. “Stop that,” she purred. “I won’t get any work done if you’re kissing me all the time.”

Jules’s eyes hazed over with lust, and he framed the shape of her belly. “We don’t want you working. Remember, we have to think of what’s good for the baby.”

Brogan kissed her ear and whispered, “Have you told Serena yet?”

“No. I wanted everyone here when we tell them.”

“Are you really excited over the pregnancy?” Jules asked, worry creasing his brow and etching its permanence into his forehead.

“Don’t, Jules. Not today,” Brogan said. “We’re going to let her have this moment of excitement. Right, little one?” he moved to her side and dropped down to kiss Jenna’s belly.

“I’m so happy,” she said, weaving her hand through his thick hair before touching Jules’s cheek. “We’re going to have a blessed family, one full of happiness. Trust me. You’ll see.”

“I believe that,” Brogan said. “You convinced us when you flattened our tires the day we were supposed to have the procedures.”

“Think of what you might have missed if you’d had vasectomies,” she said, caressing her belly. “I told you to trust me. I knew my father’s days were numbered.”

“Speaking of trust,” Jules replied, playfully. “I need you to show me how much you love and trust me, right now.” He moved his hard erection against her hip and grinned. “By the clock over there, we have a few minutes. Last I talked to Heath, they were a good two hours away from here.” He fingered the collar they’d given her when they’d discovered she was pregnant.

“How long ago did you talk to him?”

Brogan lifted her pretty black skirt and kissed her inner thighs. “Yeah, Jules, how long?” He placed his kisses higher as he worked his way toward her pussy.

“Go on now, tell her,” Brogan encouraged him, moving aside her silky panties before stuffing his fingers inside her slick cunt.

Jules cupped her neck and kissed her softly on the lips. “It was about two hours ago, but what we want to do won’t take long. I promise.”

“That’s what I thought,” she said, smiling into the kiss. “You two better hurry.”

“We will, subbie,” Brogan promised. “When it comes to loving you, we’re always in a rush.”

THE END

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