261. Emily - The cabin 1

261. Emily - The cabin 1
Steve and Mads finish loading the truck with everything we’ll need for a few relaxing days at the family cabin in the mountains. Rin, Yan, and Cirro are already up there, getting the place set up.
“Are you sure you don’t mind looking after Phantom, Grace, Harper, and Roman?” I ask Aunt Karen yet again, even though she’s reassured me more times than I can count. She and her lovely daughters offered, but I feel like I’m taking advantage of their kindness. 
When we first arrived at the reservation, we’d left Grace and Phantom with my dad—we hadn’t wanted to drag them along on such a long trip. But he brought them when he, Allissa, and Ander came for the wedding. Mads left his tarantula with a friend who likes such lovely creatures.
Aunt Karen, who has been cooing over Roman for the past half hour—she absolutely adores him, just like everyone else—waves me off. “Go spend a couple of days with your men without worrying about a thing. Just make sure you pack enough food to feed them after all the… activity you’ll be doing up there. Gotta keep those boys well fed,” her eyebrows wiggle, “if you know what I mean.” 
I press my lips together, trying not to laugh, before answering, “They’ll be well fed.”
“Good. Now off you go!” she says, giving me a playful push toward the door.
An hour later, Steve, Mads, and I reach the cabin. 
Mads hops out first and helps me down. His hand lingers on my skin just long enough to make me smile. While he and Steve begin unloading the truck and carrying things inside, I wander off to explore.
I don’t go too far, just to clear my head for a little bit. Ever since we came to the reservation, I have had little to no time to myself, and I need to unwind for a bit. 
About a five-minute walk away, I find a meadow full of wildflowers. The colors stand out bright against the green, and the air smells fresher here. I sit on a rock, and the slow breeze sweeps through my hair while I take a big breath, as my palm comes to rest on my still-flat belly.  
A year ago, I never thought I’d be this happy. I never thought I’d find the men destined to me. Being with them hasn’t been easy. We all had our demons to face. Slowly, our pain, our doubts, our insecurities, turned into something beautiful. We’ve fallen in love and we formed a family. 
It started with Yan’s angel’s obsession with me. With Lilith. I lost her, and her absence still pains me. 
Then it continued with me clinging to Steve like he was my last hope to happiness–and maybe he was–and then, I fell for him. I love him. I love all of them equally. They are mine in every shape possible. The vows we made during our wedding are true. The words spoken were said from our hearts. 
After everything that I’ve been through, I’d be stupid to put my trust again in a man. Or five. Especially when they are Lords. But they have proven that they can be trusted. 
Trust doesn’t come easily. It has to be earned. And they did, when they stood up for me, when they protected me, when tears shone in their eyes as they saw me as their bride. 
A smile appears on my lips. 
I finally have everything I’ve ever wanted. Men who love me and children who call me mama. 
There had been moments when I was scared that Brad would return and take Harper and Roman away, but the night I touched Stan, I saw his memories. I know why Brad left. Stan threatened to harm the children if Bran didn’t do everything he was told. He was sent to Europe to work for Azael. While I fear for Brad’s life, I don’t think he will be returning any time soon… If ever.  
Another thing that I learned is that the accident Rin was involved in a couple of months ago was orchestrated by Stan. 
Stan hates Rin, and he tried everything he could to kill Rin. His plans always failed. I haven’t told Rin about the accident since I don’t think it matters anymore. Stan has been dealt with, and he will never hurt anyone ever again.
After a couple of minutes of some time to myself, I to pick a bunch, not caring which ones end up in my hands, then turn back toward the cabin with them.
I put the flowers in a vase in the kitchen before going to see where the guys are. I find them on the deck, enjoying cold beers. Behind them sits a big jacuzzi.
I grab a bottle of lemonade—it’s the only thing that seems to calm my upset stomach, and I’ve been getting plenty of those since I got pregnant—and settle onto Cirro’s lap. I press my lips to his cheek as his arm slips around my waist, his palm resting on my bare thigh.
“Tell me the jacuzzi is working,” I say to Rin.
To my relief, he nods. “It does. We’ll be enjoying it tonight.”
After a long sip of lemonade, I ask, “Why not now? Why do we have to wait until tonight?”
No one has a good answer.
So I finish off my lemonade and stand. All eyes are on me as I kick off my shoes and remove my socks. 
“We’ve been married for three days,” I say, fingers hooking into the waistband of my shorts, “and in that time I haven’t been fucked once.”
Not for lack of trying, but we barely had a moment alone—everyone wanted to celebrate with us, and we tried to please family, friends, the whole tribe.
“I need cock,” I say as I shove my shorts down my legs. The panties I’m wearing are so tiny, they barely cover anything. “I demand to be fucked the entire time we’re here. When we leave, I want to be so sore from how hard I’ve been fucked and for my jaw to ache from how much cock I’ve had to suck.”