Second Chances (35 page)

“What? You think I’m stupid?” Joe said to him after he gave Hazel a quick peck on her cheek. “Don’t think she won’t add your
name to that little chat with Dr. Sands. You’re crazy if you think I’m going through that over a pat of butter or a dash of salt.”

Grey laughed as he watched his dads fuss over their m
om. He leaned closer to Gabby and whispered in her ear. “I like your stuffing, baby.” She slapped his arm with her napkin at the naughty look he gave her. It didn’t deter him for a second. He leaned in closer this time, his lips grazing her ear lobe, his warm breath caressing her neck as he spoke low enough that only she could hear him. “I like stuffing
you
full of my cock better, though.”

She couldn’t stop the heat that flushed her entire body and she was sure the entire table had heard him because suddenly
all the chatter died off and every eye at the table was focused in her direction.
Oh, God. Did they hear that?
She could have killed Grey in that very moment but her plans went up in smoke as both Matt and Mason stood and walked to stand behind Grey. He turned his chair to face her and reached for her hands.
What’s happening?

“Grey?” She couldn’t make sense
of his smirk or the worried looks on Matt and Mason’s faces as they looked at something over her shoulder. She flinched when the front door slammed. Craning her neck to look behind her, she saw Con and Car running into the room chasing Con’s black puppy, who he’d aptly named
Trouble.
The rapidly growing puppy ran between Hazel and Josiah, underneath the table and jumped straight into Grey’s lap, immediately going for the left over scraps on his plate. Thankfully, Grey grabbed him up before he’d snagged any treats for himself, then settled Car on his left knee while the puppy sat on his right, giving Car a quick lick on his little cheek.

Mason let out a relieved sigh. He
reached down and adjusted Trouble’s collar so the small box attached to it, nestled between two red ribbons, was sitting in front for her to see. He gave Car a wink and lifted Con into his arms.

Grey smirked when she glanced repeatedly betwee
n the box and him and then up to Matt and Mason. “We thought about doing this in a more private, romantic setting, but no matter what we came up with we couldn’t find a better way to express what you mean to us. What we want to give you.”

Mason cupped his hand to her head and sweetly stroked her silky hair. “We want to give you the world, sweetheart.
Our world.” He stooped down to one knee in front of her and took her other hand in his, careful of her still healing shoulder. “Our name, our family, our love. We want you to be a mother to our children and the love of our lives. Our wife and lover and friend, forever.”

Tears glazed her eyes and burned at the back of her throat as she glanced up at Matt,
both trepidation and excitement flickering in his usually playful eyes. “What he said.” Matt pointed at Mason. His cheeks reddened as his expression turned to pleading. “You know me, darlin’. I get all tongue tied when I’m with you like this. I say the first thing that pops into my head.” His eyes darted between Con and Car, then to his parents. “And I’m confident that some of those things aren’t ‘G’ rated. So, the less I talk right now the better.”

Nathan chuckled behind him and she heard the sound of the light slap that followed. The sound of Hazel
playfully shushing her husbands made her ache for what they had.
Can this be real?
Could she actually be so lucky?

“Will you marry us?” Con asked
as Car opened the lid on the tiny box that Trouble wore. Car squinted and squirmed away as Trouble snuck in another slobbery kiss for his efforts.

Gabby swiped at a stray tear that escaped down her cheek and tried to focus on the ring, but she couldn’t stop the flood that poured from her eyes long enough to really see it. She didn’
t need to. It was something she knew was only a symbol of what they were truly offering her. Acceptance, love, friendship, times three! And a sense of family beyond anything she’d ever dreamed of. Yes, she was the luckiest person in the world.

Her head bobbed as
she struggled to get the only word that existed in her vocabulary past her lips. “Yes.” Yes to everything, anything. She couldn’t deny herself or the men before her.

“Yes!” Matt rushed between her and Grey and plucked her from her chair. “Oh, darlin, I’m sorry.” He eased her down when she winced a little
at the pressure on her shoulder. “I just can’t
not
touch you right now. I love you so much.”

Mason and Grey leaned in, both claiming a corner of her mouth i
n a chaste kiss, but Grey lingered and whispered in her ear. “I can’t wait to get you beneath me.”

She barely contained the shudder that raced through her when he slipped the ring onto her finger
. He clapped his brothers on the shoulder before pulling them into a congratulatory man hug. Wiping away more stray tears, she focused on the beautiful tri-color bands weaving around her finger. She’d barely taken it in before she was dragged into a series of hugs and kisses from Joe, Nate and Jake. She nearly lost it completely when Hazel pulled her into her bosom, her own tears of joy falling down her plump cheeks.

“Welcome to our family, Gabby.” She hugged her a little tighter before standing back and pinning her with a stern look. “If you ever need help with these hellions, or ever just feel the need to escape the testosterone for a while
, you let me know. I’ve had to come up with all kinds of ways to keep my sanity. I’ll gladly share my years of experience and wisdom with you.”

Claira laughed and nodded but was saved from responding by a gentle tug on her hand. She looked down and saw Car and Con peering up at her with big smiles on their faces. “Can we call you m
amma now, instead of Miss Claira?” Con asked, his brows creasing in concentration.

“Gabby.” Car whispered to Con with his hand cupped around his twin’s ear.

“Miss Gabby, sorry. Ow!” He hissed as Car nudged him with his shoulder. “I was trying to remember.”

Gabby fro
ze and looked to Grey. He mouthed
I love you
and that was the only answer she needed. She nodded at Con and pulled both boys into a hug. “You can if that’s what you want. I’d love it.”

“Yes!” Car shouted and
pumped his little fist into the air. “Daddy, Grey! She said we could!” Gabby’s heart squeezed in her chest a little. The relationship between Car and Grey had dramatically improved over the last few weeks. She’d taken a chance and talked to them about the differences she’d noticed in the way they treated Con, and how it was affecting Car. They’d listened to her. Really listened.

The boys
ran back toward their dads and Con grabbed Trouble from Grey’s arms. “I have to take him out for his treats now. Daddy Mason said it’s important to give him his reward right after he did a good job.” He ruffled Troubles head. “And he done it just like we practiced, didn’t he, Daddy Mason?”

Claira gasped. “So that explains where the dining room chairs disappeared to this week and why you and Grey kept sneaking off into the barn.
All the red ribbon I found in the bottom drawer when I went to grab a pair of your sweats the other day.”

Mason flushed and pulled her into his arms. “Well, ye
s, but actually, the ribbons were for later,” he smirked and she read the instant lust that flashed in his deep blue eyes, turning darker by the second.

“Oh.” Heat instantly pooled in her belly and sank toward her toes.

“And that’s our cue.” Jake laughed and turned toward the door. “Car. Con. Come on boys, you’re staying with us tonight.”

Claira choked back her shock
as the twins ran past her and followed Jake toward the front door. “No, you don’t have to do that. We’re not…”

Hazel giggled and took her hand, patting it affectionately as she looke
d past Claira to her son’s. “Believe me. You’ll have your hands full tonight.”

“But….” Claira looked past her to see Joe and Nate waiting behind her, heated embarrassment flushing her cheeks.

Hazel’s smile dropped and her eyebrow arched as her gaze traveled back to Gabby. The seriousness in her expression had Gabby’s immediate attention. “Darlin’, you’d better run.”

Gab
riella looked over her shoulder to see her three men slowly moving in on her, their expressions hooded and primal. Lightening crashed through her veins and her head snapped back to Hazel, an excited adrenaline pumping its way through her system. One corner of Hazel’s mouth quirked up in a crooked grin and she nodded. “Run.”

She heard a cacophony of laughs and shuffling chairs as she fled down the long hall and
bolted up the stairs, unsure of where she was going or why she was running. She wanted them to catch her. She giggled as she ran through the open doorway of Grey’s bedroom, now the bedroom they all shared. She darted toward the closet but changed her mind at the last second opting for the far side of the bed instead. That last minute change cost her and she squealed as a pair of strong, tanned arms locked around her waist and dragged her back toward the foot of the king-sized bed.

“I’ve got you
now, darlin’.”
Matt
. She loved his playfulness. The way he made everything he did mean more with just his devious smile. She squealed again as she bounced on the bed. Several pairs of hands descended on her, removing every stitch of clothing she had on within mere seconds. They were acting like animals, wild beasts claiming their mate, and she loved it.

As if he were in character, Grey growled as he cuppe
d the back of her knees and dragged her to the edge of the bed, his naked and stiff cock already probing her wet, throbbing entrance. The image of his ruggedly handsome face was replaced by the boyish grin on Mason’s mouth as he bent and took her lips in a primal kiss that made every other thought fly right out of her head. She cried out into Mason’s mouth as Grey’s cock parted her lower lips and slipped inside her to the hilt, filling her to the brim with blinding need.

She gasped for breath when a sharp, white pain sliced through her nipple then warmed when Matt lapped at his bite with
his tongue. “Uhhh.” She moaned as Grey filled her over and over, nudging her womb with each pulse, and then he was gone. She nearly cried as her channel clenched at the emptiness.

“Don’t you worry, s
weetheart. I need these beautiful legs wrapped around me for just a minute. Ahhh…..” He sighed as he filled her. “
Sweet
Jesus
, forever wouldn’t be long enough to get my fill of you, Gabby girl.” His hands clenched her thighs and traveled up to her hips. Grasping her bottom, he lifted her torso off the bed and pushed deeper inside. He felt the familiar prickle at the base of his spine and knew he wouldn’t last another two seconds. He closed his eyes and tried to think of mix ratios for bovine vaccinations. Anything that would stop his balls from drawing up any further, but it didn’t help. He couldn’t lose it this soon. They had other plans for their lover tonight.

Matt released her nipple and licked a salty path to her belly button as Mason pulled out and grabbed the base of his cock, holding himself
off. “Are you ready, darlin?” Matt peered up into her chocolate eyes and fell right off the cliff. He didn’t think he could fall farther in love with this woman, but he’d just proven himself stupid. He had a feeling he would be in a free fall for the rest of his natural life and that was just fine by him. “Are you ready to take us all?”

“She’s ready,” Grey grinned and answered for
her as she nodded wordlessly. He crawled onto the opposite side of the bed and tossed a bottle of lube up toward the headboard.

“I don’t know.” Matt said as he inched lower, his tongue twirling a playful path down the crease in her thigh next to her pussy. “I better take a taste test just to make sure.
God
…” he breathed her in, his nostrils flaring wide. “Now
this
is heaven, darlin.”

She
bowed off the bed as Matt stroked her slit from end to end and then settled in around her clit, twirling circle after circle with just a slight pressure. “Matt!” Her hands reached for something, anything. Finding his head, her fingers threaded into his hair, pushing and pulling him, wanting more but not sure if she could handle more. She needed to come, but she wanted them inside her. All of them. Soon.
Now
. “Matt, please.”

“Enough,” Grey barked
, but Matt didn’t immediately end his assault. His tongue slowed to a torturous crawl, lapping her labia with feather-lite strokes and then blew a warm stream of air over her sensitive folds.

When Matt finally released her she felt Grey’s solid arms lift her from the side of the bed and slide her toward the headboard.
“Careful, baby. I don’t want you to hurt your shoulder.”

She wasn’t worried about her shoulder. If he hadn’t mentioned it she wouldn’t have given it a single thought.
The pillows felt soft behind her but she wasn’t allowed to lie there long enough to sink into them. Matt had moved to the head of the bed and was lying propped against the headboard next to her. She reached for him as he easily dragged her across his torso and settled her on his lap, the almost purple head of his hardened cock touching his belly button just in front of her.