Page 92 of Single Mom's Mountain Men
"Patty," Mitch's breath ratchets as he speaks. "Talk to me. How do you feel?"
"I feel so full. And so damn good. Need more." My words are garbled and messy, but they must all get the hint because they start to move faster, cursing as they begin to lose control of their movements. I don't blame them. I lose my mind a little too. I make sounds and say all sorts of dirty words that I didn't know I was capable of. I feel used, but also loved. I feel defeated but also jubilant.
I feel whole.
It's going to destroy me. The orgasm builds up too high, too wild to be contained. I'm going to pass out. It's going to wreck me.
Mitch grabs my hair, pulling roughly at the same time as Wes' teeth bite my shoulder.
"Come now, Patty," Mitch groans. "Come for us."
That's all it takes. I lose my mind.
With their words of encouragement, I split into a billion different pieces and hear myself screaming my pleasure to the sky. As the men echo my cries, filling my ass, my pussy, and my mouth in tandem, I keep going, keep fucking until I can'tanymore. Until I slip out of reality and I'm falling off a cliff that is millions of miles deep.
Only to be caught and surrounded by comforting hands of men whispering how much they love me.
The following weeks are some of the happiest I've ever had.
The plaque goes up in the kitchen, a bold and proud announcement to any visitor who might come a-knocking, not that any do. But nevertheless, it feels great to see it there on display as a reminder to all of us of our love for each other. Charlie and Wes give the girls some of the woodwork trinkets they made, including pencil cases with clever sliding lids and some pretty keychains for their school bags. They’re ecstatic and go around showing them to everyone they can find at the daycare.
The girls are adjusting well there and making friends. The men are discussing the sale of the land and working out how they're going to spend the profits. Even Wiley is happy, seeming to enjoy playing with the girls as much as he enjoys his quiet time with Charlie.
And pretty much whenever they get the chance, they're declaring their love for me and giving me more pleasure than I could ever imagine.
Weeks pass with the same wonderful routine.
The daycare closes for a week for administrative upkeep, and the girls are forced to spend more time at home with us. But it never feels overwhelming having them around. Instead, we take that opportunity to do all the family things we’ve wanted to do.
We have a picnic on the mountains, watching the sunset.
We take Wiley on long walks, and he chases rabbits while the girls ride on Charlie and Mitch’s shoulders.
We spend so much time just soaking in each other’s presence, and I see the bond between the men and my daughters solidifying into something truly beautiful. I don’t want it to end.
But as it turns out it was only the calm before the storm..
Because one fateful afternoon, I stop by the daycare to pick up my kids only to be told by the receptionist, "Oh no, don't worry. Their dad already got them."
And even as I hear those words, my legs turn to jelly, and the bag I am holding drops to the floor.
Keegan has taken my children…
CHAPTER 32
Wes
The car is parked in the Gentle Roses lot, waiting for Patty to return with Katie and Maddie in tow.
I’m sitting in the car smiling stupidly as I tap my hand against the wheel.
I’m almost humming to myself, so ridiculously happy it’s not even funny.
Some of it has to do with what Mitch told me the other day. I’m not sure what possessed him but he’s decided to sell a part of our land and split the profit three ways. Even stranger than that, he said I don't have to work at the mill anymore since he's hiring new people. And once he has enough money saved, he's willing to buy our shares too if we want.
"Are you serious?" I'd asked, gaping at him.
He nodded. "Yup. You don't have to work here anymore. You can quit any time you want."
