Mended Hearts Page 3

  “It’s nothing. I handled it.”

  “I’m going to kill him.” Roman gets a fire in his eyes and turns to leave.

  “No! Don’t!” He only gets about halfway across the room and in my bra and panties I jump him and latch onto his back like a spider monkey. “Don’t Roman, I said I handled it.”

  “How? Because I doubt it even comes close to what I want to put him through. I’m serious, Angel I’m this close.” He holds up two fingers close together and shakes his head.

  “You leave and I’m running out after you dressed exactly as I am and will put on a show, Merry fucking Christmas neighbors! Besides, he might not really be able to talk to you very well right now.” I trail my eyes to the side and smirk. “I may have throat punched him.”

  He snorts out a laugh. “You what?”

  “I throat punched him, didn’t even mean to but hey it worked.” I can’t help the huge smile that goes across my face and I kiss his cheek before getting down off his back, feeling he might stay now. When I turn and look at Jesse he’s just kinda standing there, his eyes still on my arm. He almost has a crazed look in those baby blue eyes. “Jesse, you okay?”

  He sorta shakes his head and then smiles at me. “Yeah, Beautiful, come here.” I saunter over to him and he lifts my hand, first kissing me on the knuckles and then kissing gently over my bruising arm. Reaching around me he snaps my bra open with one hand and I let it slip off my shoulders and down my arms. “Do we get to keep you?”

  “Only if I get to keep you too.” My legs are swept up from under me and he carries me to the bed to lay me down. He had only gotten as far as getting his shirt off before, so he continues to take the rest of his clothes off. His cock springing free from his boxers has me licking my lips and him shaking his head. From the corner of my eye I can see Roman undressing, watching us, and a chill goes through me as Jesse starts to slide my boyshorts down my legs.

  “There’s no way you could keep us away now.”

  Spreading my legs he lowers his head and slips his tongue between my folds, finding my clit and swirling around it. My hips buck up and he presses down harder. Roman gets up onto the bed next to me and takes a hardening nipple into his mouth, making my back bow and I grab onto his curls. Jesse relents his toe curling tongue work and gets up to get something out of his nightstand. I’m pulled over and up onto Roman, my chest against his and my legs straddling his waist as he scoots down the bed till his legs drape over. I can feel him hard against my ass and I wiggle back against him. His hands come up to grab my waist and I ‘m lifted and lowered down onto him. Just like with Jayson it feels like all the tension just leaves my body. I am hopelessly in love with each and every one of them. My body sure as hell knows it because the moment they are inside of me I turn into putty.

  “I love you, Roman.” His eyes widen and he pulls me down for an earth shattering kiss. He devours my mouth and I melt into him, moaning against his mouth. He was the only one I hadn’t told I love you face to face yet, at the restaurant with Jayson was the first time I had said it to him too.

  “I love you, Angel.”

  He keeps us chest to chest as I hear the click of a lid open behind me followed by Jesse running his hands over my ass. Dripping a few drops of lube down my crack he runs a finger down it and then circles my hole before dipping one then two fingers in, stretching me.

  “Hold on, Beautiful.” Slowly he starts pushing inside me and I have to hold my breath. This is something I’m still getting used too. “Fuck, you’re always so tight.” I don’t let out my breath until he’s all the way in and I feel full. They give me a few seconds to adjust before they both start rocking in motion, keeping at the same pace and rubbing at my inner walls. There’s no way I’m going to last long, and from the sounds they’re making I don’t think they’ll be far behind me.

  My toes are starting to curl and my eyes are going back into my head when Roman leans forward and sucks a nipple into his mouth. Screaming out, I flood around him and clench down on them both.

  “Fuck.” Jesse is the first to jerk against me and I feel his warmth fill my ass.

  “Angel.” Thrusting his hips up a few more times as Jesse slowly slides out of me, Roman is soon following. “Fuck I love you.”

  I feel Jesse leave from behind me and he soon comes back with a warm washcloth. I fall to the side of Roman, my body completely spent as he cleans me up. Roman gets up to get dressed as Jesse slides my underwear back up my legs. Helping me stand he kisses me before climbing under his covers.

  “I love you, Mia,” He stated seriously his eyes dark. I don’t mention it but his hands are on both of my arms and the one with the bruise on it? He is brushing his thumb over it as if he was trying to heal it.

  “I love you, Jesse.” His forehead meets mine and I soak up his affection for just a few more seconds.

  “Come on Angel, I’ll walk you to Cade’s room.”

  I pick my bra up from the floor, leaving my sweater after grabbing my phone out of it and walk into Roman’s arms. Laughing he walks behind me and cups a breast in each of his hands. When we get to Cade’s open door the lights are off and I can only see in by the illumination of his radio. I turn and tuck my bra into Roman’s pants pocket. There, now I’ll get to see each of them in the morning while retrieving my trail of clothes.

  “Goodnight Angel, I love you.”

  “Love you Roman.” I kiss him before he turns towards his room and I go into Cade’s and shut the door behind me.

  I light up my phone so I can set an alarm for six. Miklo will have his set for seven. The light from my phone pulls the room into focus and I see Cade lying in bed, the covers up to his waist, and his bare chest on full display. 100% Gorgeous man. That is the label he should have stamped on his forehead. His eyes are closed. Aww was he able to fall asleep without me in here? I step closer to the bed to shamelessly ogle his body some more, and I’m just about to pull the covers back to see if his bottom is as bare as his top when a hand reaches out and grabs my wrist and I scream.

  “Quit staring at me and get in here, you took too long.” He was awake, and ooh possessive are we? I love the growly rough tone of his voice normally, but right now it has my body lighting up. Good thing it’s too dark in here for him to see my blush. I said shamelessly, but I hadn’t been caught when I thought that.

  Placing my phone on the nightstand I crawl under the covers and melt against him, my back to his chest and my ass to his...Yes! I knew he was naked down below too. I wiggle back against him and he groans into my ear.

  “Go to sleep Baby Girl.” Aww no fun, I am tired though. He knows how cranky I can get in the mornings.

  “Cade?” I yawn and pull the covers higher up around us.

  “Yeah.”

  “I love you.”

  “I love you, Baby Girl.” He kisses my neck and wraps his arms tighter around me. It doesn’t take me long to fall asleep, I’m exactly where I want to be.

  Chapter Three

  To Remind You

  Mia

  “Wake up, Baby Girl.” I feel Cade gently shaking my shoulder and I turn to lay on my back.

  Groaning I blink up at him. “What time is it? I didn’t hear the alarm.”

  “It’s five.” I want to wipe the grin off his face, he knows I hate mornings.

  I make a small frustrated and half exhausted noise before pulling the covers up over my head. I flip onto my stomach and mumble out a, “Come back in an hour Cade I set my alarm for six.”

  “Maybe I want to come now...” Mmm, well if he puts it that way. I hear a lamp being turned on and the blanket being pulled down over the back of my head to my waist. Gathering up my hair he swoops it to the side off my shoulders and starts running his hands over my back. It feels so good. “Merry Christmas, Baby Girl.”

  “Merry Christmas, Cade.” leaning over he kisses the shoulder I’m facing and places a tiny object where he placed his lips. “What’s that?” Craning my neck to see better, there is a tiny whitegold
ring resting there. I take it from my shoulder before flipping back onto my back and hold it up. It’s really simple, a thin band with an S chink in the center with a small garnet at the middle of the chink and his name etched to the right of it. I love it, it’s so simple but perfect.

  He takes it from my fingers and slips it onto my right hand. “It’s my birthstone.”

  “January, next month right?”

  “Yeah.”

  A warm affection bursts through me. I was so thankful to have met this amazing man. If you had told me this past summer that I would be in this position I would have laughed in your face. Everything happens for a reason though, and this move had brought me all of this. All of these amazing men.

  “I love it.” Grabbing his shoulders I pull him down and kiss him. “Thank you, Cade.”

  “So you don’t forget who you belong too,” He mumbles with a small grin against my lips.

  I was looking at the ring on my hand splayed across his shoulders and I use it to smack him lightly there. “You mean who belongs to me?” I quirk an eyebrow at him and he laughs.

  Crawling above me he encases me in his arms and his hard morning arousal is rubbing at my core, my panties the only clothing I have left on. “You sure didn’t make it in here with much on last night.”

  “I may have a scavenger hunt to go on before I can go home this morning.” I raise my hips and grind against him, his eyes closing. “What were you saying earlier about coming?”

  In the next second I’m flipped over and my ass pulled up into the air. Fuck yeah, Merry fucking Christmas. Slipping my boyshorts down and over my ass, he has me lift one knee to slip my leg out, spreading my legs further apart. His hands slowly trailing over my skin until it has goosebumps. I try shifting back into him but he grabs my waist and holds me still, smacking my ass once before pushing the head of his cock in. My pussy is a thirsty wench and I swear it’s her doing that has me fighting against Cade’s hold and making him push deeper inside. He smacks my ass again, chuckling from behind me and continues to tease me with a low pace.

  “Cade.” I whine with need. “If you woke me up super early just to tease me we are going to have a very cranky Christmas… oh fuck!” He slams into me balls deep and my fists clench in the sheets. “Don’t stop, don’t stop.” I gasp out and start pushing back against him meeting him thrust for thrust, passion for passion.

  When he leans forward to wrap an arm around me and play with my clit, my knees begin to shake and I don’t think I’m going to last much longer. “Come for me, Baby Girl.” His dirty words in my ear have me gushing in seconds and I’m clenching around him. “Fuck Mia.” Grunting, I feel him start to jerk against me and feel the warmth of his cum filling me.

  I fall forward onto my arms as he lays across my back, kissing my shoulders and down my spine before moving up and laying beside me. “Now I’m not going to want to get up at all.” I mumble against the pillows. My thighs are twitching and about as strong as jelly.

  “Get a few more minutes sleep baby, I’ll make sure you’re home before Miklo gets up.” Before my eyes close, I can feel him press a kiss to the ring on my finger.

  ∞∞∞

  My scavenger hunt worked! I got to kiss all four of my men and wish them a Merry Christmas as I gathered my clothes. Giving me a few private minutes with each of the others, and I find Cade waiting by the door to walk me back home when I leave Jayson’s room.

  “You ready?”

  No. “Yes.”

  “If you need us we’re right here.” he glances down to my sweater covered arm and his jaw clenches. He had seen the bruise too, but other than anger flashing across his eyes he didn’t say anything to me about it. I’m going to have to sneak Dre out the door when I take him to the airport today. Honestly, I could tell he was livid but the person I was sincerely concerned about? Jesse. Even this morning there was a slight darkness to his eyes.

  “I know, and I’ll call you guys to come over as soon as we’re back from the airport. Everything’s fine.” I try to stop him and look him in the eye but the old closed Cade mask is back on his face. I haven’t seen that look in awhile. He slides my window open for me and helps boost me inside, my feet finding the chair I left the night before. “I’ll see you later.” Leaning through the window I kiss him before he walks away. I nibble my lip in thought for a minute before shaking my head. God damn Dre fucking shit up.

  Fuck it’s cold in here. Even leaving the window open a crack has it freezing in my room and I sneak out into the hallway to turn the heater up before climbing in the shower. As the water runs over me I take a moment to look over my bruises. The light and barely there ones on my hips and waist that I secretly love, and then up to the dark purple one encircling my forearm. That was so unlike Dre.

  Has there always been that side to him? Have I just never been on the receiving end of it? I shake my head, there’s no point in focusing on the past. I’m sure he didn’t mean it.

  A small smile flips onto my lips as I realize I don’t feel like crying today. I feel good, and like I could kick ass if I needed too. I have shed my last tear for Andreas Davila. In some ways I was glad he was here. Not only had it made me realize I was ready to move on but it also boosted my confidence in myself. I had made the right choice moving here. Dressing in a red sweater dress with a wide black belt and black flats I head out to the living room where both Miklo and Dre are waiting for me. Miklo is donning a pair of festive reindeer pajamas I got for him, thank goodness he still humors me because he looks adorable, and Dre is in a black turtleneck and dark jeans. I wonder if I left a mark on him like he left on me? Sorta hope I did.

  “Merry Christmas, Bubbs. Dre. Just let me get a cup of coffee and we can start.”

  “Merry Christmas Mom! I already brewed you a pot.” Have I mentioned how much I love that kid? Filling one of my fox mugs I take a seat on the couch and Miklo takes one on the floor next to the tree, ready to hand gifts out.

  Miklo got quite a bit from his dad, some games, new shoes and clothes, and an android watch he’s been asking for so he can use it on his morning runs.

  “Looks like that’s it.” Miklo’s surrounded in wrapping paper and every Christmas till now flashes in my memory him getting bigger and bigger. Well shit, now, I feel like crying.

  “There’s still quite a few under the tree.” Dre points to the gifts the guys had brought over the past week, they have a few more from the other day to add since we were met with a surprise when we came home from the mall.

  “Oh, we’re going to be opening those later,” My son chirps easily. “Do you like your gifts, Dad?”

  Dre’s brow furrows for only a minute before answering. “Of course I do Papi. I love the shirts and the dog tag is perfect.” Miklo had gotten him a few different funny “Dad” shirts and we had a picture of the two of them etched onto a dog tag and chain for him to wear. “I do have one more gift for each of you.” He gets up and grabs two rectangle boxes from his duffel bag and hands them to us.

  “You didn’t have to get me anything, Dre.” I stated, hoping that this wasn’t any crazy attempt to get us to come back to Arizona permanently with him. The last thing I wanted was to do is get into a fight with him in front of Miklo.

  “I wanted you to have it, we were making one for Lisa too and... well, you will see, just open it.”

  I open the package to find a silver necklace with two charms, a flat little heart and a rectangle. Miklo’s name is on the heart and his birthdate is on the rectangle. This has to be one of the best gifts, besides Miklo of course, that he’s ever given me. Yes, I realize exactly how bad that sounds. “I love it Dre, thank you.”

  “Do you want me to put it on you?” He asked his eyes sparking at my acceptance of the gift.

  Miklo watching us both jumps up from his space on the floor, wrapping paper going everywhere. “I’ll put it on her.” Love. This. Kid. Awkward moment diverted. He takes it from my hands and clasps it around my neck.

  “What was in yo
urs, Bubbs?”

  “Oh yeah.” Picking the box back up he continues to open it and lifts the lid off the box. “No way, Dad! Suns VS Knicks tickets?!” He hugs his dad and starts running to his room. “I have to tell Andie and Killian.” That was another thing that had changed so much during our move. My kid has always had friends but not like Andie and Killian. The three of them are the definition of the three amigos. They're friends with Shane too, but he's not as close as they are.

  “It’s in Phoenix and on the last weekend in January,” Dre explains, “I know that’s only a little less than a month after he comes down tomorrow, but his Tata bought the plane ticket as a gift, and he’ll have to miss that Friday at school.”

  “That’s fine,” I state, feeling happy that we seemed to be co-parenting in a peaceful way right now. "You seriously just made his day, his home team versus yours? Sounds like some amazing father-son memories to share.”

  He nods and then frowns. Here we go. “Are we okay baby? Sorry, Mia.” Are we?

  “Are we okay?” I ask out loud, “If you mean am I going to move past last night? Yes. We are fine for now. Just don’t ever try pulling shit like you pulled last night again.”

  He raises his hands. “I’m sorry, you know I didn’t mean to hurt you. I just don’t want to lose you.” It was odd hearing him say those words in contrast to my men saying that or the many times I said it to him. It sounded so different and Dre sounded like a broken record in comparison. I’ve heard it from him multiple times and was let down each one.

  I inhaled, “Then why didn’t you take me when you had me? You know what actually? Don’t answer that, it doesn’t even matter anymore. It’s not only too late but I am breaking this cycle. We are not having this conversation anymore.” I get up to head back into my room. “Besides, I need to pack for tomorrow, I’ll be out in time to take you to the airport.”

  “Packing? Are you coming to Arizona too?” He immediately asks.