Yes to Everything (50 page)

Clearing her throat, Brooke replied, “Thank you so much. He was a very good man. What do you want to be when you grow up, Maggie?”

“A singer, just like you. I already play guitar and I’m learnin’ fiddle. I won two talent shows so far this year.”

Smiling, “How old are you?”

“I’ll be eleven two days from now.”

“You’re off to a very good start. I’m going to give your mama my information. You and my little sister Molly would get along so well. You live here in Chicago?” Maggie nodded. “She’s going to a music camp here…” Maggie named the same one and said she was going, too. “Wow. Well maybe y’all can talk.” She wrote her details on her card and signed Maggie’s hat. “I’m sure I’ll see you again, Maggie. Keep working hard, okay?”

“I will, ma’am. Thank you so much!” Handing her back down, Logan and Decklan lifted their woman smoothly to her feet and took her backstage. Waiting to have the mics and battery packs removed was hard but they bore it.

When they were clear and Brooke gave her thanks to the roadies who couldn’t stop congratulating her comeback, they hauled her fast to their dressing room, knowing hers was filled with family and friends.

Whipping her inside and slamming the door, they locked it and backed her into the wall. She was pinned with their bodies, their arms above her. Taking turns kissing her and stroking her, they said, “You were amazing. We’re so proud of you, baby. You look so fucking good. We’re going to show you how crazy you made us later. For now, we need to make you come, Brooke. I’ll die if we don’t make you come. We love you so damn much it hurts.”

One of them unsnapped her jeans and they pulled them apart, slipping their hands flat inside and under her panties. She dropped her head back on the wall as they stroked into her body together while moving their thumbs on either side of her clit. Pulling her lower lip between her teeth, she rode against them, her hands moving over their shoulders and chests. She came hard, tightening and letting the explosion take her, calm her.

“Please. Please stroke yourselves for me. I know we don’t have much time. Please.” Dropping to her knees, she pulled at their jeans and they helped her, freeing their cocks a moment later and taking them in their fists.

Edging their pants down, she cupped their balls in her hands and licked the pre-come from the heads as they started to stroke in front of her. “My god! That does not get old. I love watching you do this.” She stared up at them and encouraged them, “I want your warmth. My mouth is watering for you. Please give me what I want.” She went back and forth between them, licking and sucking the head of their cocks as their fists moved up and down more urgently.

Moaning, “Brooke, I’m coming, baby,” Logan continued to stroke, moving his other hand to the back of her head as she took him to the back of her throat and sucked him hard. “Oh fuck yes. Yes, baby, god that is so good. Thank you Brooke, it’s so fucking good.” She pulled back so he could watch her take his come and he groaned.

She swallowed him down and licked the head, keeping her hand on his thigh as she looked up at Decklan expectantly. “Look at your beautiful face staring up at us, Brooke. Oh honey, I’m coming.” She took him hard and he whimpered at the pleasure-pain. “Yes, oh honey, take it all, baby. Everything I have is for you, Brooke. Your mouth is so warm, you feel so good.” He stroked the side of her face and she stared at him as she pulled back to let his come splash on her lips and tongue. “Fuck, baby, that is so hot.” When she’d swallowed all he could give her, she kissed the head and they lifted her to her feet.

“Brooke, I love you so damn much. It hurts my heart sometimes, the strength of my feeling for you. Thank you for giving so much of yourself.” Decklan kissed her deeply and put himself together as Logan claimed her mouth.

“You took the edge off, baby. You know we love you and would never stray, never hurt you?” She nodded. “But you took the need away, the ache for the high. Thank you.”

She made sure they were presentable and gave them one more scorching kiss. “Let’s get the meet-and-greet done and go celebrate with our friends and family. Then I’m playing over every inch of your bodies when we get back to the hotel.”

Touching their faces, she added, “Thank you for what you did for Rex. It meant so much to me. It was the purest, most unselfish thing anyone has ever done for me. I love you both, more than I can tell you. But I can show you. I can do that.”

Logan and Decklan made love to her mouth for another minute before all of them knew they had to go. Entering her dressing room, everyone turned to them, the adults smiling knowingly.

Sidney hauled her behind the dressing screen, pointing to the tell-tale drops of fluid on her t-shirt. Blushing furiously, Brooke stripped it off while Sidney laughed.

Peeking around the corner, Sidney said, “Please tell me we’ll have food in less than an hour. So not kidding, I’m starving. I am never this hungry.” Jeanette assured her they were going straight to dinner after the autograph signing.

Freshly straightening Brooke’s locks, they all left the dressing room laughing. The girls were going home to Mack and Jeanette’s place with bodyguards and Kate, who’d come to see the show, while the adults went out. Both her sisters hugged her tight and said they’d see her in the morning. Jackson said he’d meet them at the restaurant.

No fans were allowed near their dressing rooms anymore for security reasons and Brooke felt safer. In the arena area set up for fans to meet them, Brooke stiffened, and the twins held her hands firmly. They signed hats and t-shirts, took photographs with fans, and talked to them.

Brooke was starting to loosen up when a young man around her age asked her to sign his chest. She drew back and whispered, “I…I don’t sign skin. Sorry.”

“Come on, I heard you used to do it all the time.”

Her voice shook, “Not anymore, I don’t do that. Give me your hat or something.”

“Oh come on…please…” he reached for her and the twins blocked her body completely.

“Boy, you best back the fuck up and I’m not even playing. She doesn’t do that and you don’t touch her,” Logan’s voice was deadly.

“She is not to be fucking touched. You’re not okay with that, I could not give less of a shit.” Decklan loomed over the shorter man.

Fans around them were asking if the kid didn’t know the story, don’t be an idiot, back off and give her some space, he was going to ruin it for all of them. The kid took a step back but the brothers didn’t move.

He handed them his cowboy hat and they handed it back to Brooke who signed it and stepped around her men to hand it back. “I’m sorry. I just don’t do that anymore. Please try to understand all of this is hard for me. Thank you for being a fan. Please understand.”

The kid mumbled an apology and took his hat, backing through the crowd. For another twenty minutes they continued to mingle with the fans. When a stacked brunette stepped up and put her hand over Logan’s crotch whispering quietly with a giggle, Brooke tugged her back and said something in her ear.

The woman nodded and left while Brooke went back to signing memorabilia. When they waved goodbye to their fans and headed for the limo, the twins had to know what she’d said to the woman.

Smiling, she said, “I told her I’m a country girl and I protect what’s mine. Since you’re twins, she had no clue which one was mine so she needed to back the fuck off or I’d be forced to kick her ass in front of reporters.”

The brothers stared at her for a second before they burst out laughing and wrapped their arms around her waist. In the secluded VIP room at the restaurant, they related the incident and Sidney said, “I totally get it. If we go to clubs or restaurants, there’s always some skank who thinks one of my babies is available. Lord, I barely avoid getting locked up or sued.”

Boyd and Zane laughed, nodding in agreement. Zane said, “We keep a criminal attorney on retainer, just in case. She’s fierce, I am not kidding. I find it adorable.”

Sidney growled, “I am not adorable. I’m a ninja. Ninjas are not adorable. People fear ninjas.”

“Oh, baby, we fear you, believe me. But we still find you adorable.” Boyd softened this statement with a kiss on her neck and she melted into him. “You’re such a kitten. Precious and pretty, so loves to snuggle. Sharp little teeth and claws. God I love you.”

Zane stroked the skin of her shoulder on the other side, left bare in her silky scooped tank dress. One of her bare legs was over his and he was running his fingertips up and down her inner thigh.

Mack was whispering in Jeanette’s ear, making her blush. Wearing a black cocktail dress with off-shoulder sleeves, he was kissing her shoulder and her hand was around his neck. She said something in his ear and he lifted his head to stare at her hungrily.

Logan and Decklan were taking turns kissing Brooke. While one was kissing her, the other was talking softly at her ear and describing everything they wanted to do to her when they got back to the hotel. The combination was highly sensual and she could feel the dampness gathering between her thighs. Her entire body was hot, her nipples tight.

“I can’t wait to strip you down and climb in the shower, soaping down your fine body and rinsing you clean before we get you all dirty again. I can’t wait to eat that delicious pussy for a long, long time, tasting your come on my tongue over and over again, drinking you down like sweet champagne. I want to be fucking your tight ass and feel you tighten even more around me when you come. I want to stroke my cock in and out of your slick pussy, nice and slow, or fast and rough, maybe both. When your climax slams into you, hearing you scream our names before we pump you full of our come.”

She had her arms around them and was breathing rapidly when the sound of a throat clearing had all of them coming into the moment. “Hey sis, this is Tessa. Tessa, this is my sister, Brooke Kincaid.” Jackson grinned and rolled his eyes.

Blushing hotly, she shook the girl’s hand and said, “Nice to meet you, Tessa. You’ll have to excuse us. It’s the show. The atmosphere gets the blood pumping.”

The pretty strawberry blond said, “No problem. Jackson is very…affectionate. I see where he gets it. It’s a real pleasure to meet you, Miss Kincaid. I never listened to country before I met Jackson in a store around Christmas. Now it’s all I listen to.”

Jackson introduced everyone else and the Bradshaws shook her hands, winking at Brooke as they sat back down. Jackson and Tessa joined them for dinner but left shortly after the young woman started whispering in his ear. Recognizing a man in sexual hunger was hard on his big sister but she swallowed her bone-numbing fear and protectiveness, managing a smile as they were leaving.

After another hour of drinks and food, Sidney sat up and said, “Okay, I can’t hold it in another minute. I’m pregnant.” Zane knocked over his beer and Boyd almost fell out of his chair. “I have no idea how this happened. I just took a test today and it says I am pregnant, which is insane since I take Kryptonite birth control.”

“So it was Superman then? That got you pregnant?” Brooke asked cheekily.

“Funny. I’ll make sure and spill some blue shit in your hair before the next show. This is bad. I’m a total psycho. I have no business exposing little babies to my insanity. I do not know what the hell you two were thinking. I don’t. Life with me is going to suck for this poor defenseless creature.” Then they all watched in shock as tough little Sidney burst into tears. “I’m going to be a horrible mom. Women like me should never have children. Crazy people shouldn’t breed. There should be laws.”

Zane scooped her into his lap and Boyd moved into her chair, her legs in his lap. They were both talking at once, “Sidney, oh baby, you’ll be a wonderful mother, fiercely protective, no doubt. Let’s hope another kid doesn’t mess with your child because there will likely be blood. You’re so bright and giving, honey, our baby will be lucky to have you as a mom. We have so much to do. Oh my god, I never thought I’d have kids. Me either. This is incredible baby, thank you so much. We’ll take care of everything.”

Sidney sniffled and asked, “You…you don’t mind having babies with me? Even though I’m a total brat? I thought…I thought you’d be upset.”

They stared at her, obviously upset now. Zane said, “You are not a brat and why would you think we wouldn’t want babies with you? You’re so young, we thought you didn’t want children because of there being two of us.”

“Sidney, we want kids with you so bad. Honestly. We talk about it all the time. The thought of you…oh my god, baby.” They stood with her and moved her to a wall where they could both touch her at the same time, kissing her and stroking over her still flat and firm belly while they stood in front of her, hiding her from the room.

“Sidney, honey, we love you so much. So much more than you realize, I think. You’re not temporary, you are our forever. Of course we want children with you but we didn’t want to push. You seemed not to want to talk about it and since it’s your body, we didn’t feel like we had the right to have a say. A baby, Sidney, you don’t know what that means to us. You can’t know, princess.”

“But I…I don’t know which of you…you know. It could naturally be either and what do I put on the birth certificate? How do I register them for school? It’s the not knowing that bothered me first but what makes me really angry is it isn’t fair. One of you won’t have that and I didn’t want to ask for another one, I think that might be pushing it.”

Zane tilted his head, “Sidney, pretty girl, you’d have another one? You’d want us to have our own babies?”

“Well it wouldn’t be fair and I hate that. You know how I hate that. I’m always so careful to be fair because I love you both so much and I never want one of you to feel left out or hurt. And now this, you’re alpha males. You know damn well your genes are going to be clear as a fucking reflection on this baby. There isn’t going to be a question and the other is going to be so hurt and it will be all my fault and what if you hate me or what if you get mad at each other because men are so territorial.”

Then she started balling and they held her tight while the rest of the people in the room watched them like a soap opera, none of them able to look away.