Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 29520 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 148(@200wpm)___ 118(@250wpm)___ 98(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 29520 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 148(@200wpm)___ 118(@250wpm)___ 98(@300wpm)
“It’s the least we could do, given that she tried to kill you,” Stanton whispers hotly in my ear.
“You could have died out there,” Shane adds, his big hands stroking up and down my back. “And if something had happened to you, we would have died, sweetheart. You mean so much to us because we love you, Juniper. We’ve fallen in love with your sweetness, and the thought of existing on this Earth without you was pure hell.”
I turn to look at them, my brown eyes wide.
“Y-you love me?” I stammer.
The twins both look sorrowful, their handsome faces drawn.
“Yes, baby,” Shane whispers before kissing me softly. “We love you so much that we would have torn apart this entire ranch looking for you.”
“People, animals, barns be damned,” adds Stanton before capturing my mouth in his own hot kiss. “We adore you, Juniper, and you are the most important person to us in the world.”
With that, I dissolve into tears, although I’m laughing and crying at once.
“Oh shit sweetheart, are you okay?” Stanton asks in a worried tone, pulling me even more securely into his lap. “I know you’re traumatized from all this, but fuck. I didn’t mean to throw that on you, and now we’ve probably just made things even worse.”
“No, no!” I cry through my tears. “It’s just that I love you too, and I wasn’t sure how to tell you. But now that we’ve survived this awful situation, the time is right. I love you, Stanton and Shane! With all of my heart.”
Their blue eyes glow with heat, and then they seize my mouth with unbridled passion. Stanton’s big hands caress and cup my breasts while Shane strokes my thighs gently.
“We love you,” they reiterate. “More than you’ll ever know.”
I sniffle a bit, wiping at my cheeks.
“Good, because I have some news for you.” Smiling shyly now, I confess my little secret. “I think I’m pregnant with your baby, Shane and Stanton. You’re going to be fathers!”
A loud roar sounds throughout the house, making me jump back with surprise, but it’s only my lovers expressing their joy.
“You are?” they growl, looking into my eyes, those blue gazes so hungry and yet passionate too.
“I am,” I confirm in a soft voice with tears in my eyes. “Congratulations, daddies.”
“Did you hear that, Stan?” Shane asks.
His twin nods, emotion flooding his eyes.
“Yes, we’re going to be first time fathers, and it’s all because of this little lady here.”
With that, the two cowboys descend on me, covering me with hot, passionate kisses while whispering words of adoration in my ears.
“Thank you,” says one. “For everything you’ve done, honey.”
“Thank you for this gift and answering our dreams,” the other adds. “We love you, Juniper.”
And with that, I sink into a sea of bliss. After all, I narrowly escaped death, but right in the nick of time, the twins appeared. Not only did they save me from perishing, but they’ve also given me the best gift of all: a baby and a family.
Epilogue
Juniper
Two years later.
“Boys!” I call in feigned exasperation as I chase after my twin sons. We’re currently engaged in a rowdy game of hide the sock from Mommy, and I’m letting them win.
“Gah-gah,” Sammie coos from one corner of the living room.
“Ooh-gee!” his twin brother Stuart calls back in response.
I prop my hands on my hips, pretending that I’m angry. “Now which one of you took it?”
Tiny, bright blue eyes stare back at me with such mirth that for a second, I forget that I’m looking at my own twin children and not their fathers. After all, Sammie and Stuart are the mirror images of Shane and Stanton, from the deep black hair to the azure eyes that pierce my heart. It was a shock to find out that not only was I pregnant, but I was expecting twins. But I’m glad because a family of five is perfect, and Stanton and Shane adore being daddies.
Suddenly the little hellions squeal in delight and start crawling around again. I laugh as I collapse onto the sofa, deciding to let my kids have their way with the errant sock.
“Your fathers spoil you with lots of expensive toys, and yet you find amusement in random laundry,” I tease. The babies ignore me, delighted with their game. I grin ruefully again. As I watch my toddlers shriek, I let my mind wander over my life these past two years.
The moment I told Stanton and Shane that I was expecting a baby, I moved in with them. They would have it no other way.
“Fuck what other people think,” Shane rasped. “You’re not sleeping another night in that narrow twin-size bed.”
“Exactly,” his brother agreed. “The safest place for you is right here, between us in the king.”
It was scandalous because we don’t have separate rooms, oh no. Instead, now each night, I’m tucked in between my two men, my breasts pressed against one’s chest with my bottom jutting out against the other’s cock. It’s made for some very adventurous escapades, and I often find myself in multiple positions, spit-roasted and skewered by the two men.