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  Ginny shook her head. “No, I mean yes I want to maybe get married, but I want to travel and I want to have a career. I think I’d like to work for Darryl, or something interesting. He said that you are a security expert person like him. He respects you a lot, and I think he loves you too. Whatever I do, I don’t want to end up like my mom.”

  The girl shut down after that until they met Darryl and Eddy at the food court for lunch. While the teens ate foot long hot dogs and greasy fries, she got a plate of fried rice and sweet and sour chicken, which Darryl kept stealing pieces of.

  The men were ready to leave, but Ginny shook her head, “But Mackie made us hair appointments and,” she shut up and began plucking at the pepperoni on her plate.

  Mackie shot him an evil glare, and Darryl shrugged his shoulders. “Well go for it, we can hang out at the sporting goods place next door, just text me when you’re ready to go.”

  When they finally got out of the beauty salon, Darryl smiled, and it was Eddy’s turn to scowl. He said under his breath, “Damn, now I’m going to have to bust some heads at school, the first guy I see hitting on my little sister will be sorry.”

  Chapter Seventeen

  The teens were with them for the rest of the week, and everyone hugged it out as Darryl and Liam loaded the SUV to take them back to their father’s house. It was amazing to see the massive amount of things the kids had collected from all of the adults in the house. John had taken Ginny to the kitchen supply store and had come back with boxes and boxes of kitchen gadgets and special pans. The two of them had been watching cooking shows, and she had abandoned her thoughts of going to work with Darryl. She now wanted to be a chef, so John did his best to make sure she could indulge in her new hobby. He took Eddy with him to get the tools of every teenaged boy’s “boy’s junk” as Ginny called it. Including bats, balls, a mitt, and new running shoes. Liam wasn’t about to be out done, and just before they closed the back of the SUV, he added a game system with several games and accessories.

  That night, the house seemed empty, and finally Mackie had enough of the gloomy faces. They had all been very careful around the kids, and she decided it was time to talk. The week had been a great way to get to know each other. The tenderness each man had displayed even when they would rather not be interrupted by noise from the yelling kids, told her everything she needed to know about them.

  She found them hiding out in the weight room in the basement twice, and laughed at the relieved expressions when she told them the kids went to bed for the night.

  It was time for her to tell them her story in its entirety. If they still wanted to make the relationship work, she planned to love these men with everything she had inside of herself. If they couldn’t see their way to wanting her after she told them, then she would start her life over with a broken heart, but she would survive.

  They were all sitting around the living room talking about the workload for the upcoming week when she brought in two bottles of wine and glasses for all of them to enjoy. She set the tray down and opened the first bottle, poured each of them a glass and handed them around, before sitting down on the floor opposite where they sat.

  “So, it’s been quite a week, and I think I’ll miss the noise.” Groans followed her words from the men, but she smiled and took a sip of her wine before she set it down and sat up straight. “I think you guys should know who I am, so I’m putting it all out for you.

  “My birth name is Maxine Timmons. I was placed in a foster home when my parents were killed in a drug raid at the house we lived in when I was eight years old. The foster home was great, but three days after my tenth birthday, I was pulled off my bike by a man named Renaldo. I was taken to a place where they manufactured and packaged cocaine, and sometimes heroin.” She took a sip of the blood red wine, and swallowed it past the dryness of her mouth. “I was forced to help other children package the stuff for the pushers to sell, and the day I arrived, they beat me bloody to make me understand that there was only one way out, and that was if I was dead.”

  She didn’t look at the men while she spoke. They remained silent, so she continued her story. “Four of the children died while I was there, but I can’t remember much about them. One night, just before dark, after we finished packaging up four bricks of coke, we were sent to our room. We started to hear gunshots and shouting. The quiet afterwards was eerie. The two girls that were with me and I stayed huddled in a corner for probably an hour after the shooting, waiting to see if we were next, but no one came. I got up and peeked around the door, and all of our captors were dead except for one, it was Renaldo, and he was limping around gathering a bag full of cash and drugs before he snuck out of the place.”

  She sipped a few more swallows of her drink and continued her tale of being frightened, and helping the twins return to their hometown. She looked directly at Liam when she explained how she hooked up with Louisa, and once she was finished telling them, she got up and reached for the bottle to refill her drink. She changed her mind in mid reach, and instead set the glass on the table before turning to walk out of the room. “I need to take a walk, I’ll be back, but right now, I need to be alone.” She kept walking and left the house, quietly closing the door behind herself. She felt raw inside, and she needed to sit in the fresh air for a while. Sometimes when things got overwhelming, she had to go outside and breathe.

  John spoke after the outer door could be heard opening and closing. “Was that her way of telling us that she feels stifled? Or did she just bare her darkest secrets because she finally made a decision? I can understand how her life must seem to a young girl that other people might judge, but what she told us hasn’t changed my mind about her one bit.”

  Liam nodded his head in agreement. To think that this woman had gone through such a childhood, and came out like the smart, talented women she was now, gave him an even deeper sense of pride in his choice of woman to be the one for them. “She’s a survivor, and what’s the bet that when those children were huddled in that corner of the room, she was shielding the other two? Can you imagine the courage that took for a kid her age?”

  Darryl agreed with everything the others said, and wanted to add more praise for the little girl who had come from hell and survived the test each time life threw one at her. He didn’t bother to say the things that boiled in his gut to be said. Liam and John weren’t the ones that needed to hear what he had to say—Mackie was. “You know the way she acted with the teens tells me she would be a bitch on wheels if she had kids of her own. We’d never have to worry they would be neglected or left with someone just for her convenience. The kids might feel like Mommy was overprotective, but God help anyone who hurt them.” He grinned at his companions. “Can you imagine her as an archangel complete with a sword to smite the bullies?”

  The answering grins and possible scenarios filtered through their minds. Each man nodded almost in sync. They knew she was the one to complete their circle. Now it was up to her.

  Mackie walked through the field thinking about her life. She had never told anyone about the last night at the drug house, even the shrink. Remembering the look on her friend’s face in death still gave her a sense of purpose when she was protecting clients, but she’d often wondered over the years who would stand up for her if she needed a hero. Picturing the three of them in tights and capes made her smile through watery eyes.

  The three men back at the house had given her an option. She could take the chance on them, and be the woman they needed, or she could leave and stay gone. Monday would bring normal back into their lives, and she had no idea what she would do with her life if she did leave. They seemed to believe that she was worth the risks they were taking and truthfully, she had nothing to lose by loving them except her heart.

  Well, you’ve never played it safe before, and look at what you stand to gain by staying. She nodded to herself and turned back, intending to tell them of her decision, and unless they changed their minds, she would be walking into her future.

>   They met her at the door when she walked in. “Where’s the fire?” got looks of relief, and she knew they were coming to find her. Knowing they worried made her heart feel like it was growing, and she shook her head at them. “I told you I’d be back, sometimes emotional shit makes me crave fresh air, and I have to walk the feelings out.”

  She had trouble finding something generic to say, the awkward silence as they all stood staring at each other made her nervous, she didn’t meant to blurt out, “I’ve thought about my decision whether to stay and be with you all, or should I leave. I decided that if you still want to make a life between us, then, let’s do it. I don’t know how, but if we all work at it, and communicate, we should be able to pull it off.”

  John put his arm around her waist and urged her further into the living room. Liam handed her a glass of wine when she was finally seated between John and Darryl on the couch, and he sat on the table in front of them. He picked her feet up and set them on his knees while he took her shoes and socks off. He began rubbing her feet and she moaned from his firm massage on her feet that had never felt such bliss before.

  “That’s what I’m talking about, how many women have three handsome sexy beasts at her beck and call?” Liam smiled at his description but sobered when he continued to talk, “Mackie, I swear I will do my best to make your life happy and anything you want, you will have if it’s in my power to give you. We talked while you went on your walk, and we all feel the same. Give us a chance and we’ll prove it to you.”

  Darryl and John were nodding their heads and murmuring yes, while she sat enjoying her feet being massaged and staring into the wine in her glass. They seemed to be waiting for her to say something, and all she could think was that she was the one who had been blessed after so many years of being alone.

  “”Look, this can’t be just you guys breaking your necks to make me happy, I’ve been alone pretty much my entire life. I’ve had passing relationships that lasted a day or two, but I never had the urge to settle down with anyone before. You have each other, and I—that first night, I watched you making love. It was the singular most beautiful thing I’d ever witnessed. I wanted to be included in that caring.

  “Since then I’ve watched you squabble like siblings, I’ve seen the way Darryl went into attack mode when you were in danger. John was just as upset and ready to run in there regardless of what those men planned to do if they had gotten their hands on him. I know that you, Liam, stared at the door for half an hour after Darryl left to straighten out his family problems. You looked like you wanted to follow him, but resigned to staying here while your buddy took care of things on his own. I’ve never had that, and I want it, you have no idea how badly I want to belong to someone who cares about me as much as I care about them.

  “Just love me, that’s all I need. That’s all anybody really needs, people that love them. I want it, and in return, I’ll do anything I can to keep you happy.”

  John said what the men were thinking, and they nodded their heads as he said, “Just be you, sugar, be the brave beautiful person who we all love, you won’t regret putting your trust in our hands. You had us the minute you stood there ready to shoot Liam over a punch. Our own personal one woman army, what man can resist a woman with beauty, brains, and those fun things that go boom?”

  Mackie laughed out loud at his description of her remembering what Thom had said all of those months past. He told her men had a hard time resisting toys that she had an affinity with, and it struck her sense of ridiculous. The men looked at her questioning, but she was laughing too hard to explain, maybe someday she would, but this wasn’t the day. She looked at John and said, “I need a shower.”

  He grinned and stood to pull her to her feet and lead her to the shower. The half glass of wine was set down on the vanity, and he slowly stripped the clothing from her body with her assistance. He stripped his clothes off while she soaked her hair and washed the long strands. His hands took over rinsing and conditioning her hair, and he soaped her body down with the puff, paying special attention to her breasts, and the crease of her pussy and ass. He placed her hand on his shoulder for balance when he knelt to shave the lips of her cunt and used one finger to travel over every inch to make sure there were no stray hairs left behind. By the time he had rinsed her pink flesh for the last time, her creamy liquids continued to slide from her body, and her clit was hard and begging for his lips to give her another orgasm. Instead of pleasuring her this time, he turned off the water and stepped out of the shower stall to grab a towel for her hair, which she used to dry the wet mess while he dried her body with another thinner towel that sucked the water droplets from her body faster than his lips and tongue licked and sucked them away. They walked naked to the room at the end of the hall, and Mackie wasn’t surprised to see the biggest bed she’d ever seen sitting in the middle of the room. There was a vanity table with a stool for her to sit at, and he began detangling her hair while she sat enjoying the pampering.

  “This feels so good, I love it.” GreyC came closer, jumped onto her lap, and began batting at John’s fingers as he tried to run the brush through the wet strands of hair.

  Darryl entered the room damp and naked, with Liam following him mere seconds later. Both of their cocks were semi hard in anticipation of what was to come, and she admired her men as they walked past where she sat. The cat wasn’t looking friendly, but she curled up on her lap and enjoyed the ear scratching Mackie gave her while John took his time with her hair.

  Darryl grinned at the picture and said, “Isn’t that a pretty picture, a pussy on a pussy. The furball is more than a pretty face, soft fur and mouse killing abilities, she’s keeping our meal warm until we’re ready to eat it. Good, kitty.”

  Mackie rolled her eyes and had to grin at his goofy joke. John braided her hair and finished it off with a small hair tie from the package on the vanity. She could feel his cock nudging at her spine and she wanted to see it, so she turned around and reached for the smooth shaft before he could pull back from her hand. She gave him a narrow eyed look, and he shrugged.

  Her fingers slid up and down the smooth skin and she couldn’t resist leaning down to lick the satin flesh covering the head of his cock. The dark pink color invited her to taste more of him, and she indulged her senses by taking him into her moist mouth. Her tongue tested the textures and licked away the small drop of pre-cum that escaped from his restraint. When she made a satisfied hmmm sound in her throat, she felt him jerk his hips, but she refused to let him loose from the captivity of her mouth. Oh no, she had him and she planned to keep him right there.

  Hands reached over her shoulders and took her hard nipples between fingers and thumbs, and she moaned again. The increasing pressure on the small buds made her gasp, and as soon as her mouth opened to take in a deeper breath, he pulled his cock from between her lips.

  Lips caressed the nape of her neck and she shivered. Soft words with equally soft breaths whispering against the still damp hair at her temple brought another delicious shiver and moan that she couldn’t stop from escaping, and didn’t really want to try to stop it.

  “Come on, sugar, let’s get you over on the bed.” Liam’s voice was seducing her as much as his lick to her jawline. She didn’t expect him to lift her into his arms and carry her to the bed with almost no effort. She was afraid to move in case she overbalanced him or something, but he handed her over to Darryl.

  She was flipped onto the bed, and before she got her breath back, Darryl had her knees separated and was smiling into her eyes as he slowly lowered his head to the soaked lips of her pussy. His lips latched onto her clit and sealed around the hooded muscle. When he began sucking strongly, and letting the suction lessen, and then repeating the caress several times, she felt the way his tongue slapped at the tiny muscle that emerged from the hood of flesh. His teeth lightly scraped over her clit and she screamed between her gritted teeth, arching her back to invite his mouth onto further territory. His lips stayed glued to her clit, bu
t his hands wrapped around each thigh, and she found herself straddling his head with her knees spread as wide as possible, and his tongue continuing to torture the muscle between his teeth.

  Fingers entered her and she jerked each time the fingers slid in and out. Darryl’s hands were holding the cheeks of her ass wide and when the fingers left her pussy and began probing at her asshole, she raised her bent head and cried out, and grabbed her breasts. Pinching the nipples and twisting them to the point of pain as she came unglued to the pleasure she felt. She felt the spasms of her inner muscles and screamed, grinding her pussy over the mouth that continued to wring every drop of pleasure from her that it could.

  Hands urged her to crawl backwards on her knees off Darryl’s face, and over his chest to pause above the long, thick cock that was waiting impatiently to slide deep inside of her wet heat.

  She slid down over his cock and hissed at the fullness stretching her inner muscles that were still tingling from her first orgasm. His hips and hands lifted her body and worked to seat his cock deep, and he held her hips down on his for several seconds to allow her body to adjust to his size.

  “Hang on, sugar, I’m with you, but if you move right now, I’ll be finished before I begin. Your pussy is so damn tight, I love the way it squeezes my cock, but we,” her inner muscles began to clench over his cock, and he gritted his teeth. He turned his head and saw John watching, stroking his cock.

  “Do something, man, she’s clamping down and I’m ready to explode.”

  It wasn’t John who slid his lubed finger into her asshole. Liam distracted her in a big way even as he pinched Darryl’s nutsac and pulled on it, to prolong his performance. It distracted Darryl enough to slow the urge to slam his hips up and his cock deeper while she reached for her next orgasm. Darryl had to close his eyes to the sight of Mackie’s face, as Liam replaced his fingers with his cock in her asshole. He felt the hard cock enter her tight ass, and every inch that penetrated pushed against his through the thin membrane of skin between her pussy and ass. “Fuck, so fucking good. How are you doing, sugar? You doin’ okay there?”