The Mitchell Family Series BoxSet 1-4.5 (105 page)

Chapter 4

Colt

Hunting was a big deal to my family. Maybe it was a southern thing, but we took it very serious. The month before, we’d go out and get the newest in camouflage and fill the feeders in the woods and fields with corn. I even went as far as to set up motion activated cameras next to my two tree stands to monitor activity.

Rifle season was always two days after Thanksgiving, so it was always a family affair. Now, for as long as my family had owned the farm, hunting was a man only hobby, but Miranda had changed that. When she and Conner moved to the farm, after they lost their father, they insisted that they both go. We used to tease her, up until she shot this big ass buck with only a bow. Her kill shot was damn near perfect and she never let us live it down.

Since she was pregnant the year before, Ty hadn’t wanted her to hunt, but this year she was ready and none of us were going to talk her out of it.

A few days before the season started, we would all go out and get our stands ready. Normally we all used the same one, well except for Ty, who made it a point to switch stands every darn year. None of us cared, but one day he was going to be mistaken for a deer and be sorry. Conner kept laughing behind his back, claiming his own wife would be the one to take him out in some tragic hunting accident. I’m pretty sure he was joking, but with Conner, well you never could really tell.

For the most part, everyone came prepared with their own equipment, but Savanna’s father had never been interested in the sport and was just learning. I had him watching hunting shows at home and we went out and practiced shooting the rifle at targets.  He was such a calm man and Savanna joked and said that she didn’t think he could ever kill anything himself. She said he was just doing it for me. Whatever the case was, I wanted him to have the best experience possible.

While all of the females, except my cousin, worked on food preparations and kid duty, we took the Gators out into the woods to get our spots ready.

Conner came out of the house wearing camo from head to toe.  If I didn’t know that half of his closet was camouflage I would have made fun of him, but it was true, the kid loved wearing it.  Since he didn’t go to college and had always worked on the farm, he was more southern than any of us. That boy wouldn’t be able to survive in the city. He needed to be surrounded by livestock and tractors.

Since I had to show Savanna’s father around, Conner and I couldn’t ride together like we normally did. He and John hopped on a separate Gator and started on their way. I spotted Ty and Miranda coming out of the house hand in hand and knew that them riding together was a bad idea. They definitely weren’t going for the deer. Luckily, my uncle came walking out of the house and jumped on the back of the Gator with them. Miranda and my uncle waved, while Ty let his tongue hang out and flipped us the middle finger. I didn’t know if my wife’s parents were ever a fan of Ty when they were together, but they sure did get a kick out of him now.

When I got him situated and showed him where he was going to be posted, we drove around to check on everyone else.  We came up to John first. He was taking his hunting spot serious and making sure his camera was facing in the right direction. He walked over and showed us a picture he had caught from the night before of a nice eight pointer.

Since Conner’s spot was further away, he had the Gator. We drove John in his direction so he didn’t have to wait for his ride. While approaching Conner’s stand, we saw a doe all by herself and one running away toward a thicket. Conner was standing in the middle of the field talking on his cell phone. He must have had to walk all around that field to find one bar of cellular service, but it was obviously working for him. He was standing there smiling and I could tell right away that he fancied whoever he was talking to. He waved at us when we pulled up, but turned around and kept talking.

I climbed off the Gator and approached my cousin. Sure enough, he was talking to a female. I could tell from the way his voice was that he was sweet talking. I grabbed him on the shoulder, causing him to turn around and look at me. “Hey, you ready to head back?”

He put his hand over the phone. “Just give me a minute.”

“You want me to take John back?”

He smiled. “Yeah, if you don’t mind. Do me a favor and don’t mention that it was because I was on the phone. I don’t need anyone in my business.” Conner was being nasty, but his secretiveness made me more curious.

“Sure thing. You should have invited her to dinner.”

Conner shook his head, but kept his hand over the phone. “Yeah, it’s not like that. Can we talk about it later?”

I walked away shaking my head. “Yeah, see you then.”

I wasn’t so much worried about Conner using drugs, but this mysterious relationship could be because the person he was seeing was using them. I needed to make sure my cousin wasn’t making a big mistake and getting himself into trouble.

When I got back to the Gator the two guys were talking about the deer on the camera. “Looks like he’s stayin’ awhile. Let’s go check on everyone else then head back.”

Now, Ty’s dad was no fool. The man knew how to hunt anything. He and my father would go all over the place on hunting trips.

A few years back he took us to South Africa. It was wild and amazing and something I don’t think any of us will ever forget. There was also the part where they eat fish for breakfast, which is something my Kentucky family could never imagine doing. Besides the fish, we met the nicest families and they welcomed us into their homes. Like our family business, taking people on guided hunts was their business. They had other employees, but it was mostly run by family. At night we would sit out at the campfire and they would tell stories until it was time for bed. You want to talk about drinkers, well they could drink us all under the table and keep on trucking. I didn’t know what the secret was, but they knew it.

My uncle was leaning against a tree as we approached him. He gave us a nod and started walking in our direction. “I’m all set out here. Where’s the lovebirds? You seen them yet?”

“We saved them for last. Figured you might want to catch a ride with us instead.” I didn’t have to say out loud what I thought Ty and Miranda were doing. They had twins at home, it would only be natural for them to savor every second they had alone.

He laughed and jumped right on the back. “Sounds like a better idea than seeing my son with his pants around his ankles.”

We skipped going in the direction of Ty and Miranda’s spots and headed back. I expected them to take a while, but after we texted them that we were all together, they came out of the woods about five minutes after us. Conner finally showed up an hour later and seemed to be in rare form. He was uneasy and was trying to avoid me at all costs.

We all grabbed a plate of hot food and warmed our stomachs with some homemade turkey soup. I didn’t know about my wife, but I loved having my family together in my house. I’d built it for this very reason and seeing my own children filling it, just made me light up inside.

I know she did it to make it easier on us, but my mother and Ty’s parents went up to the main house and Karen and John went back to her place. Savanna’s parents went on a walk together, while Conner, Ty, Miranda and the kids sat around with us. It was crazy how much those boys looked like their father. What made it more crazy was how Ty had ran his mouth about having super sperm. It turned out, he did. Us Mitchell boys produced some fine looking children, if I do say so myself.

As we sat there relaxing, I knew it was only a matter of time before my cousin started up with his bantering. I was thankful he waited until the girls went into the kitchen.  “So, how does it feel to have knocked up your wife again. Two kids in diapers sucks donkey dick.”

I let out a cackle and noticed Conner trying to avoid contact with me. “Unlike you, I don’t worry about the diaper part. In fact, if my wife wants eleven kids, she can have them.”

I should have kept my mouth shut, but of course, I had forgotten for a brief moment, who I was talking to. “Eleven kids? Do you have any idea how saggy her tits will be? Oh my God, Dude, they will be flat pancakes and sag to her knees. She won’t even have to wear underwear, cause they will cover up her….”

I held up my hands, silently pleading for him to stop. “Seriously? Don’t go there. My wife will kick my ass if I have to kick your ass before dinner tomorrow.”

“No need to kick anyone’s ass, not that you could, but I’m just stating the truth.” He cocked his eyebrow and chuckled. When one of his boys started to cry, Ty got right up and met his wife halfway there. I turned around to watch them fighting over who was going to take their son, who according to the colored shirt, was Jax.

Ty won the battle and carried his son to sit back down. He immediately started changing his diaper while Miranda brought him all the necessary things. Once he was done, she sat beside him and covered herself up so that she could feed him. My simple minded cousin ducked his head under the blanket to take a peek at his wife’s breasts.

I heard Conner groan from across the room and started laughing. “How do you live with them?”

He put up his hands and just shook his head. “I ask myself that same question every single day.”

“So who’s this girl you’re talking to?” I had no idea that my question would get the response that it did.  The room fell so silent and I knew, without a doubt, that I’d caused an uproar.

Conner looked at Ty, while Miranda looked at her brother. “What girl, Conner? It better not be who I think it is.” Miranda scrunched up her face and if she wasn’t feeding her child, might have just attacked her brother.

“What are you talkin’ about? I’m not seein’ anyone. Colt is mistaken. I was talkin’ on the phone to an old friend, that’s all.” Conner pulled off his camouflage hat and ran his hands through his hair.

Miranda held out her hand. “Gimme your phone.”

“No!”

“Conner, I’m not goin’ to ask again. If you make me put this baby down, there will be hell to pay.” It was so funny how little Miranda could scare her brother. As he continued to refuse, she became more disgruntled over it. “If you can’t show me your phone then I already know the answer. Why do you have to keep pursuing this? She doesn’t want you and she’s married. Leave it alone!”

Ty started laughing and I looked at all of them before turning all of my attention to Conner. “Married? Now what would you want to get involved with a married woman for? Are you askin’ to have your ass beat?”

“It ain’t like that, Cuz. My sister has a vivid imagination, that’s all.”

Miranda pointed at her brother. “You know that’s not the truth. If I find out you are sleepin’ with her, I will kick your ass and ship you back here.”

Ty wrapped his arm around Miranda. “Baby, calm down. Your brother is a grown man. If he wants to bang married women and be hunted down by their pissed off husbands, well that’s his problem, not ours.”

“You better shut up and start takin’ my side.” Conner and I let out a laugh while Ty avoided looking at us.

“Randa, seriously just drop it. There ain’t nothin’ for you to even worry about.”

Miranda handed Jax to Ty and got herself situated before standing up and getting in her brother’s face. “You have no idea what her husband is capable of. It ain’t about the married thing as much as it’s about both of your safety. There are so many other available women out there. Just let it go. Please.”

Conner began to laugh and shake his head. “I’m not goin’ to explain myself, Randa. Amy and I are friends. I know she’s married and I know exactly what the situation is like, so don’t go threatening me over it.”

Ty stood up with Jax in his arms and got in the middle of them. “How about we talk about something else? I mean, before you all started this shit, we were talking about saggy tits. I’d much rather talk about them than this.”

I stood up and walked  into the kitchen with nothing left to say.

Chapter 5

Savanna

I woke up Thanksgiving morning to a quiet house and cuddled up next to my sexy husband. We didn’t get many moments where we were alone, so I decided to take advantage of it. My parents were sleeping in the room next to Christians, so I knew if she woke up that one of them would get her and be fine with not having to wake up me and Colt. Noah had went with his cousin to spend the night at the main house. Lucy would surely make them something to eat at the crack of dawn, since they couldn’t wait for anyone else.

Colt was sleeping with one arm on his bare stomach and the other one positioned over his head. I pulled the sheets down to reveal his boxers that were revealing a bit more than they should be. I chuckled to myself when I thought about what I wanted to do to my sleeping stud.

I slid down, pulling the covers with me. Colt once told me that there was nothing like waking up to a blow job. I’d only ever done it when he was sleeping once and after he sat up in the bed freaking out, he finally settled to enjoy it.

I ran my hands up his thighs to let him know it was me and I was awake. As his hands moved and felt around for my body, he sat up and discovered I was already positioned between his legs. He moved them around my body in order for me to be more comfortable and I slowly looked into his eyes as I pulled his boxers down enough for his large morning erection to be inches away from my mouth.

My pregnant belly was always a challenge during lovemaking, but my wonderful husband grabbed a couple of pillows for me to be comfortable. As I took him into my mouth I let out a little air filled laugh.

He gave me the pillows so I wouldn’t have to stop halfway into it.

One of my hands worked his balls, smoothly rubbing them, as my other stroked along with my mouth. I felt Colt’s hands in my hair and could hear his deep groans as I steadied a good pace. I never really loved doing it, but I did love how much my husband enjoyed it. I looked up at him while I licked the tip and took it back into my mouth. My saliva added the perfect friction and within moments he was pulling me up to his mouth.

“I didn’t expect to wake up to that,” he teased.

I kissed his lips slowly. “Carpe diem.”

“Yeah, I’ll be seizin’ somethin’.” He flipped me on my back and climbed on top of me. “I’d ask how you’re feelin’, but somethin’ tells me I already know.”

Colt placed gentle kisses into my neck before finding the lobe of my ear. I gasped as he tugged on it with his teeth. His hot breath tickled inside my ear just as I felt his hand sliding down between my legs.  He didn’t waste any time tugging down my panties and letting them hang on one of my ankles.  With no time to spare, he positioned himself on top of me and leaned down to place soft kisses between my breasts. His fingers slid over my nipples and he pinched them before letting go. I could feel a tickling sensation moving through me each time his coarse hands rubbed over my sensitive breasts.

I let out a gasp as Colt entered me, filling me with his enormous erection. It took several thrusts for the pain to subside and the erotic bliss to begin. It never took me long to come, considering the size of my husband.  Once he was inside of me, just small movements were enough for him to hit my sweet spot and send me screaming his name. With a house full of family I kept my screams to a soft whine as I felt myself letting go. Colt continued to enter me and thrust his body against mine. I watched his eyes close as he concentrated on what he was working towards. I couldn’t help but reach around and grab his ass, as I intertwined our legs for a tighter connection. The thrusting let off a smacking sound and soon I felt my husband tightening up as he released and fell on the bed beside me.

We’d no sooner caught our breaths, when my phone started to ring. I rolled over and reached for my phone that was on the night stand. An unavailable number was being displayed, but I answered it anyway.

Hello

Hello Ma’am, this is Benjamin Dover from the electric company. We received a call earlier this morning that your refrigerator wouldn’t stop running. Do you know anything about that?
The southern voiced guy seemed very professional.

No, I have family visiting, but I don’t see why they would have called without telling me. Hang on, I can go down and check on the fridge.

After throwing on a robe, I headed down to the kitchen as Colt threw his hands in the air wondering what I was doing. Sure enough, the refrigerator was running, but it wasn’t anything out of the ordinary. It needed to run to stay cold.

“Sir, it is running, but I don’t understand what you need me to do now.”

A loud voice filled the room, causing me to jump. “YOU BETTER GO CATCH IT.” Ty stood in front of me, almost in tears with his cell phone in his hand.

I smacked him on the chest. “You have horrible timing, you asshole.”

He grabbed my chin and I quickly pulled away. “Don’t get pissed. It was Miranda’s idea. We stayed up late talking about prank calling people we knew. I made her wait to call you, but we already got her Mom and Conner in the middle of the night.”

“How did you manage to do that and get up with the boys?”

He grabbed a banana and started peeling it. “Are you kidding? They barely ever get up. Miranda has super milk that makes them sleep all night long. Sometimes she even lets me have some when I can’t sleep. I fall right asleep on her tit.”

I pushed him out of my way and shook my head. “You’re seriously sick in the head.”

“I get that a lot!”

As he ate his banana and got on my last nerve, I started making a mental list of everything I needed to do before the big dinner. The first thing on my list was to get Ty out of the kitchen, otherwise we would all be having peanut butter and jelly.

I sat down at the table just shaking my head. Ty was busy making fun of me the whole time. I couldn't believe how gullible I had been to believe anything that happened when Ty was always playing jokes on me. In fact, it seemed that he was brushing off on Miranda, causing her to do random pranks whenever she could think of one.

"What are you doing here so early?"

He sighed and shook his head. "Woke up with a big problem."

"Ty, I am seriously not in the mood for any penis jokes this early."

He held his hands up in he air. " As much as I'd like to joke about my dick, that isn't what I came here for. You see, Miranda and I sorta messed around while we were in the woods and we woke up with chiggers all over our legs... and well, it's even on some other important parts." He got all serious while I covered my mouth to control my own laughter. Ty held up his index finger. "Please don't tell Colt. I don't feel like hearing his shit."

A deep voice filled the room. "Don't tell me what?"

"Oh hell!" Ty sat down and put his hands in his face. "This is why I came here and didn't ask your mother for the fingernail polish."

Colt and I laughed. Even I knew that when you went out into the woods you had a chance of getting those little pesky microscopic bugs on your ankles and legs. If you didn't come home and shower right away, the after effects of them biting could be unbearable, to say the least. Obviously, Ty and Miranda were too busy rolling around in the woods yesterday to think about anything like that. I could only imagine where they had them.

Colt had gotten them last year after taking Noah out hunting for squirrel. They killed about five and skinned them before coming in to shower. I forget what else happened, but we ended up having to do something before they could get washed up. The next day the two of them were itching something fierce. Colt was in better shape than our son, who cried as he discovered the tiny little blistered bites all up his legs. The two of them continued to itch themselves until they were raw.

It took five days for the itching to completely go away and I don't think either of them had ever gone out into those woods without getting a shower immediately when they came inside. The fact that Ty had them that bad, was just funny to me, where I think my husband had a bit more compassion.

"Did shower yet?" Colt still couldn't contain the grin from showing on his face.

"Yeah, we showered last night. I swore it was too cold for them to be out, but damn if I wasn't wrong."

It was obvious that he had come for the clear fingernail polish. For some reason the old wives tale did seem to stop the spreading and some of the itching.

"Dude, I woke up and the shit was all over my balls." Ty started itching his crotch, just as my mother came walking in with Christian in her arms.

She refused to make eye contact with any of us as she walked over to the fridge and pulled out a bottle. When I approached her, she shook her head, but said not one single word. I grabbed the bottle of pumped breast milk out of her hand and put it in the warmer. Christian reached her hands out for her Uncle Ty and I could tell it aggravated my mom. She was a little smothering when she visited her grandchildren and hated to share her time with other adults. Ty leaned over and kissed his niece, before he and Colt walked out of the room.

As soon as they were gone, my mother began whispering. " What was that about? I don't think it is appropriate for you to be talking about Tyler's body parts like you four do."

"Mom, it's not like that at all. Ty and Miranda got chiggers out in the woods yesterday. He came over to get some fingernail polish to stop the spread of them. We don't talk about our body parts and even if we did, it would only be a joke. We're friends and family. I know you think our relationships are weird, but we all love each other."

When the bottle warmer chimed that it was ready, my mother grabbed the bottle and started feeding Christian. I was surprised she hadn't screamed for her bottle while she waited like she normally did.

"I know you all have a special connection to each other. I guess it is just hard for me to understand it from the outside. You and Tyler have such a history. It amazes me that you can joke around and not ever be offended. I guess it's the fact that you're family."

"Yeah, I don't know what it is, but I love them very much and I couldn't imagine my life without them."

Since I hadn't had any coffee and already had two serious conversations, I decided to go get the polish so at least Ty could get back to the main house. At any second Noah and Bella would be barging through the door demanding to do something they shouldn't be asking to do. I looked over at the coffee pot before heading up to my bathroom to find the fingernail polish.

Now, my nails were naturally long and everyone knew that I had them professionally done, so clearly it would have made sense for me to keep clear fingernail polish in the house. The truth was that I had over a dozen bottles of clear, but when I thought about Ty and where he said he had them, I grabbed the bright pink and headed downstairs.

He gave me a dirty look as I handed him the pink colored bottle. "What the hell is this?"

I shrugged my shoulders. " It's all I have. I'm sure your balls don't care what color the polish is."

"Bullshit. They are complaining already."

I scrunched up my nose. "If you itch that bad, you will take what you can get. Now, if you don't mind, I'm making my husband and I some coffee. I'll see you a little later, well, after you've polished up your balls."

"You're evil woman! I'm taking a picture to show you how I decorate them."

Thankfully, Ty walked out of the house before he could provide me with more visuals than I would ever want to imagine.

Colt came in and reached his arms around me. "Thank you for this morning, darlin."

I twisted my body around and wrapped my arms around his neck. " You never have to thank me for that. I love being with you."

A loud noise at the kitchen door got our attention. Noah and Bella were racing for the door and had knocked over the entire turkey fryer full of grease. Colt ran out in bare feet to try to control the mess, while I checked on the kids. "Are you both okay?"

"Please don't be mad, Mom. Me and Bells were racin'. We didn't mean to knock it over."

Colt looked seriously pissed, but I turned my body away from him and faced the children. "You need to be more careful, but I'm not mad at you. I didn't want to fry the turkeys anyway. Just don't tell Dad." I winked at both of them and they smiled back at me. "Did you already have breakfast?"

They had already started walking in the house. "Yeah, Lucy made us pancakes. Grandma said that her and Grandpop will take us out for a ride in the woods after breakfast."

I grabbed my hyper son by the back of his shirt. "Noah, I don't even think that Grandpop is awake and Grandma is feeding your sister."

I saw him turn to Bella. "Now what are we going to do?"

"Let's build a fort in your room." Bella was swinging her body as she talked. She was such a happy little girl.

The two of them ran up the stairs on a mission.

A little while later, I went upstairs to check on them because it was way too quiet for the two of them. When I walked into Noah's room, all I could see was blankets and sheets. His mattress was the only thing left on his bed. I thought that maybe they heard me coming and were hiding, but after pulling most of the blankets down from where they were positioned I realized they were not in the room.