Page 22 of Protectors

“Kind of,” she answers shyly as I set the tray down and let her pick what she wants to eat.

Alana chooses a bagel with cream cheese and a bottle of orange juice. Kaden grabs a piece of pizza. There’s a plate of nachos Annabell made yesterday and some fruit that’s been cut up. I take the nachos and fruit off the tray and set them on the stand next to the bed. Grabbing out three bottles of water I set them next to the food and place the tray on the desk to take downstairs when we head out again. Getting back in bed, I move close to my girl as she rests against Kaden while eating her bagel and sipping on her juice.

“We need to have a talk, Tink. When we had sex, there wasn’t a condom used. We weren’t thinkin’ about it if I’m bein’ honest,” Kaden says, his voice full of worry as he looks down at Alana.

I look at her as she shrugs her shoulders before looking at both of us.

“I’m not on anything. Birth control has never been good for me. I’ve had allergic reactions to some and others simply don’t work with me. So, I’ve never been able to take it. Not that it really mattered in the past,” she informs us, looking between the two of us as she speaks. “If I get pregnant, that’s okay. I want a large family of my own. I won’t expect you to do anything to help me with the baby if it’s not what either one of you want. My family will help me with the baby when I need it.”

“Sweet Angel, that’s not what we’re sayin’. If you’re not on birth control, we can start usin’ condoms. Kaden and I want a baby and to build a family with you. It’s gonna happen eventually and if that means now, then we’re ready for it. The house we have has more than enough bedrooms for a lot of babies and we won’t ever let you take care of our children alone,” I assure her, pressing a soft kiss against her lips without deepening it.

“Exactly. We both want to see you round with our baby and we’ll be there every step of the way. Go to your doctor appointments, ultrasounds, go shoppin’ for baby stuff and new clothes for you, whatever else you need. We’ll run out in the middle of the night to get whatever you’re cravin’ if it’s not already here in the clubhouse. We want this, Tink,” Kaden assures her as she finishes the bagel so I can take the plate from her as she eyes the fruit on the stand next to me.

“Are you both sure? I really can’t handle you saying you’re gonna be here with me only to decide later on that it’s not really what you want. It would hurt even more knowing that we have a baby in the mix because I can’t give you everything you want. I want to work outside the house, raise our babies together, and know that at the end of the day you’re both mine to love and make a million memories with. I’ve been falling in love with you for years. A little more every single time we used to see one another at whatever functions the clubs got together for,” she admits, her voice wavering with emotion as we pull her even closer to our bodies after I grab the cup of fruit and start feeding her a piece at a time.

“We’re sure, Tink. Colton and I have been talkin’ about everythin’ while we were waitin’ for you to head to Cedar Bay. The only thing we have left to do is go to the house and show you around so we can buy furniture to fill it and make a home. I want to be in there with you sooner rather than later if I’m bein’ honest. The clubhouse is good for a night or two, but not long-term,” Kaden promises her with a soft smile on her face as he takes her empty bottle of juice and sets it on the stand next to him. “I can honestly tell you that I’ve been fallin’ in love with you for as long as you’ve been fallin’ in love with us. You’ve always been on my mind and I wanted nothin’ more than to claim you before, but know you needed to live your life so you didn’t regret bein’ with us.”

“I feel the same way,” I add in, moving even closer to Alana. “You were all we could see whenever the clubs were together and we were growin’ up. It feels as if we’ve known you for our entire life even though we spent so many years apart and don’t truly know one another. We’ll spend our days gettin’ to know one another and fall deeper in love with you. The same as you’ll do with us. Even if we don’t say the words right now, the three of us know how we feel deep down in our souls and that’s all that matters.”

“Okay. I’d love to see your house,” she returns, a soft smile on her face.

“Our house,” I correct her as I lean over to kiss her head, being careful of the injury that’s slowly fading to nothing but a reminder.

We finish our snacks and sink down into the bed, pulling the covers up to ensure Alana is warm and will be warm all night long. Her comfort is the most important thing here regardless of how we feel. I roll to my side and wrap my arm over her body as Alana turns to face Kaden. She rests her head on his chest, his arm under her neck. Alana throws her leg over Kaden’s as I tangle one of mine with her other leg. It doesn’t take long for sleep to claim all of us. I dream of a future with Alana and our children. This is a dream I want to make a reality.

Waking up the nextmorning, I find myself in bed alone with Alana. I snuggle into her deeper as she presses her body into mine even more. While I’m awake, my girl is asleep as she sinks further into my body and I hold her close. I move my hips forward slightly, grinding my cock into her ass while groaning as low as I can. This isn’t the right time to start anything because she’s going to be sore as hell from last night.

“Colton,” she murmurs, her voice laced with sleep as she turns into my arms and presses a kiss against my chest.

“Not right now, Sweet Angel. You’ll be too sore for anythin’ to happen. We won’t ever make you hurt if we can help it. I hate that you’re sore right now as it is,” I tell her, my voice low as the door of the room opens and I turn to see Kaden entering the room with plates of food on another tray.

He steps up to the bed and hands out plates of eggs, bacon, toast, and homefries. Alana digs into the food and we watch her eat. It’s honestly refreshing to see her eat breakfast, food in general, without worrying about her weight or trying to diet on a daily basis. Alana loves food and her mom and family members have made sure she knows it’s okay to eat and savoring the taste of it instead of simply using it to diet or fulfill some kind of need. Kaden and I eat breakfast before we all snuggle back in bed.

“What do you wanna do today, Tink?” Kaden asks her, his voice soft as he presses a kiss against her temple.

Kaden and I can’t seem to stop touching her whenever we’re close. It doesn’t matter if it’s as simple as holding her hand or resting our hand on some part of her body. Our girl will always know how much we want her and that we love her because of our unwillingness to be far from her for any reason. The hardest test will come when we have to go on a run for the club. We’ll have no choice but to be away from her. If she’s currently carrying our baby, I know neither one of us will want to leave her here with the other one.

“Can we go see the house? Maybe get an idea of what we want to buy for furniture and stuff?” she asks us, her voice unsure as if we wouldn’t want to do that with her.

“Of course. Let’s take a shower and then we’ll head up there. You can even decide what flowers and stuff you want to plant in front of the house,” I answer her, a hitch in my voice at the thought of us really building a future together. This is what we’ve been waiting for so long and now it’s really happening.

The three of us take a shower in the small shower off our bedroom. Yes, it’s our bedroom because I don’t see Kaden or I ever spending a night away from Alana. We don’t linger since the space is so cramped and we can hardly move. Kaden gets out first and wraps a towel around his waist, letting the water drip down his chest as he grabs the towel that’s been on the warming bar to dry off Alana. I finish rinsing off and take the last towel we got out before heading into the room and grabbing clothes to dress for the day. I help Alana brush her hair and leave it down to dry in the air before Kaden and I slide our cuts on and leave the room together.

We head out the back door and get in one of the side by sides to make our way up to the house. Alana sits between the two of us and giggles as Kaden hits every single divot and hole on the damn property he can. We bounce all over the place and I almost fall out at one point before turning a glare on my best friend. Fucking asshole!

When we finally manage to pull up to the house after Kaden takes the absolute longest way there, Alana looks at our two story home with a smile on her face. It’s almost a perfect farmhouse with the wraparound porch, rocking chairs already sitting on the porch, the large windows to let all the sunlight in, and all the small details we agonized over with thoughts of Alana filling our minds.

I grab her hand and lead her up the steps to the door where Kaden punches in the code to unlock it instead of using a key. We have a key to use that’s currently inside the house. It’s not important to us though. We’d rather use the code and have our keys as backup. Neither one of us wanted to have a key without Alana having hers though. So, we left them inside a drawer in the kitchen until we can give them out today.

We walk through the house, showing off every room and detail to Alana. She seems to love what we’ve done to the house and covers her mouth when she realizes we even have a room perfect for a nursery attached to the master bedroom of the house. There are several other bedrooms on the second story of the house and two on the first floor whenever our family members decide to come over for a visit. I think the part she loves the most is the shower in our bedroom. It’s large and will have more than enough room to fit all three of us inside while we move around and make our girl dirty before washing her again.

“What do you think?” I ask her when we get back down on the first floor of our home.

“It’s perfect. You guys thought of everything,” she responds, a tear in her eyes as she looks at us. “I can’t wait to turn this into our home.”

“Do you have any idea of what kind of furniture you want for each of the rooms?” Kaden questions her as we look around the first floor that is mainly an open floor with the exception of the laundry room, an office, the two bedrooms, and the bathroom.

“Not yet. What about the master bedroom?” she asks us as we move to lean against the island in the kitchen.

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