Page 26 of Good Girl and Grinches

He winks and slides into me, officially having sex for the first time.

Ghost and Ruckus comment on the nickname but I’m lost in the look on Flame’s face—the blissful disbelief, his eyes barely able to stay open. “Oh god,” he gasps. “This feels… incredible.”

The bond between us deepens with each thrust.

Ghost and Ruckus stand, leaving me wanting until I realize Ghost removes his shirt.

He’s letting me see him. I slowly trail my gaze up his arms, chest, and then to his face, hoping he’ll be able to leave the scars behind, just as my gaze does. I smile softly.

He nods then shifts his gaze to Ruckus. They fist their cocks.

“You think we can all come at the same time?” Ghost asks.

“You better be fast because her pussy is better than anything I ever dreamed. So fucking hot.”

Ruckus drops his hand to his balls. “Grab my cock, Sabrina.”

I guess if I can be ready that quickly, so can he. I do as he asks, and Ghost wraps my other hand around his shaft.

“Let’s hose her down.” Flame shifts his hips, stroking slowly while we all fall into a rhythm. “I’m going to protect you forever. I love you, Babygirl.”

“I’m here for you no matter whose baby you have first. I love you,” Ruckus says.

Ghost adds, “I’ve loved you for too long. It’s about time we finally admit it.”

“I love you too.” I blow a kiss to Ghost then Ruckus, but as I blow a kiss to Flame, his lower jaw juts out, his eyes fall shut, and his grip tightens around my legs.

He’s falling apart. It’s incredible to watch, but it’s too much to resist. My orgasm drags me over the edge, where I can’t tell the boundaries between his body and mine. Where I can’t think about anything but how perfect we are.

Deafening growls accompany his release filling me with warmth, and splats from either side coat my body.

And finally those checklists, fade away, leaving me with only one concern—embracing the moment with my stepbrothers.

They may have hosed me down, but the spark they’ve ignited can never be put out.

Epilogue

Sabrina

I glance down at my phone to find a cryptic text from Flame:Meet us in the conference room. Emergency checklist situation.

My heart races until he sends laughing emojis. Still, knowing these three, I hurry over. They got their promotion and have luxury offices now that they’re the lead investigators. And I suspect that their need to go to work on a Saturday, the day that also happens to be my due date, might not be official.

I take the elevator to their floor and go straight to the conference room. Yummy scents fill the air. It’s too good to be someone’s lunch. Did they have a catered meeting?

My eternally hungry but cramped-for-space stomach hopes a morsel or two is left.

Entering the conference room, I’m taken aback by the whiteboard on the wall. It has “Commitment Checklist” scrawled across the top and a list with checkboxes underneath, stating: old, new, borrowed, blue, and yes.

My legs almost give out. I grab a chair. Thankfully this goes better than when Betsy got swoony at the auction and tried to grab a chair but fell. My big belly wouldn’t do well with a fall.

I study the board. What are they up to?

Since four people can’t all get married officially, we made promises to one another and filled out a legal agreement. Knowing that they’re committed to be there for me was more than I asked for at the time. Plus, I hadn’t wanted to pick out a wedding ring since I started gaining pregnancy weight early on. Our plan was for me to plan a big celebration after the baby came.

I rub a hand over the swell of my belly. Still waiting.

My three stepbrothers enter the room, and Ghost is holding a small velvet box. “You have to wait a minute to try it on, but we want to give you something old. It was our grandma’s.”

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