Harper's Little Spitfire (Harper's Series) (26 page)

Zeb slumped his shoulders and rubbed the back of his neck, not looking at either of them as he spoke.

“I took Sage for a shower; nothing happened between us. I asked her what happened that night when we found her in the hall.”

“What did she tell you?” Logan asked, stepping closer to him.

He leaned against the wall as he spoke, “Mac happened. He fucked everything up. He took her. Didn’t care that he was hurting her and that he had no fucking idea that she was a virgin at the time. He didn’t bloody care, Logan. He used her body for what he wanted, and then pretty much said that she was a lousy lay; that she wasn’t enough for him, and that she was only another notch in his bedpost.”

“What?” Caleb growled.

“Get this, he even said that she sucked cock like a pro, but he needed someone with more experience, ‘too frigid’ were his exact words. He didn’t know she was a virgin, just thought she was tight from not getting any for a while. She even hit him after he said that shit. Seriously, what is wrong with him?”

Caleb growled and slammed his fist into the wall. He ripped it out and stormed past Zeb, but he didn’t make it past Logan.

“Where are you going?”

“Going to find that asshole and show him a piece of my mind,” Caleb hissed out. He was beyond livid. He wanted to do real damage to his brother for the pain he caused her and his brothers.

“That won’t do any good right now, Caleb. She needs us here, not out in that storm. We can sort it out once we get back home tomorrow night,” Logan said, struggling to reign in his own anger.

“How can he have done that to her? How did he not know she was a virgin after what happened? Fuck, we didn’t even know that ourselves, but damn, I know that we would have been able to tell straight a-fucking-way.”

“We might have to have a little chat with her and find out why she never told us. But tonight will still go ahead. We give her that night back; the way it was supposed to happen. This is about her, not us. It’s her night to be pleased by all of us. And once we get home, we’ll deal with Mac our own way, without her knowing. It’s his loss that he did this, because whether she was a virgin or not, I will enjoy every second with her,” Logan voiced in reason. “So calm down, both of you, and push it aside. This is for her right now. We make her feel wanted, not by one, but all of us. Show her what she means to all of us. This is the only chance we will get to do this, and I don’t want any of us screwing it up.”

Both Caleb and Zeb took a breath and released it heavily. It was time to show the woman they all loved what she meant to them, and now.

~~*~~*~~

S
age lifted her head when she heard the bathroom door open slightly. A shadow fell across the glass door, and then it slid open, showing Caleb looking sinfully sexy with his jeans opened at the front and his chest and feet bare.

Sitting up, his eyes never leaving hers as he pushed down his jeans, he flicked them aside and stepped in with her. She shifted her body further into the corner so he could get under the warm water. It was amazing that the water stayed this warm for as long as she had been in here.

Once he had warmed up enough, he sat down opposite her. Nothing was said between them. She knew by the look covering his face that Zeb had told him what had happened. She didn’t want them to feel sorry for her; she wanted it in the past, not in this time frame. Shyly smiling at him, she crawled over towards him and into his lap. He still sat staring at her; it was like he was in a daze or something.

Tapping him lightly on his cheek, she asked, “Caleb, are you all right?”

Shaking his head, he replied, “Sorry, spitfire, what did you say?” He wrapped his arms around her wet body.

“I said are you all right? Did something happen out there?” A worried look covered her face.

His arms tightened around her, pulling her into him more. “Everything is fine, spitfire,” he mumbled against her neck, inhaling her sweet scent.

Leaning back against his shoulder, her body relaxed into his. She finally felt at ease and happy that she had told the truth, and that her secret was out now; well, to the boys anyway. It was a huge weight lifted off her chest.

Sitting under the tempered water with Caleb, she was content; she felt safe in his embrace. She loved that they sat curled around each other, not a word spoken between them. Nothing more had to be said. The tenderness Caleb showed was enough for her.

They stayed in that position for a long time, till the water began to cool down. Someone knocked on the door, obviously telling them to jump out.

“It was nice while it lasted,” Caleb laughed.

She giggled herself when Caleb helped her up and out of the shower. After he finished drying her, he wrapped the towel around her and pushed her towards the door.

“Go and get dressed. Dinner will be ready soon.”

Nodding, she spun around, took two steps and received a swat on her ass before Caleb closed the door behind her.

Shaking her head with a smile, she stepped over towards the dresser and opened it. There was nothing that would fit her properly. They were all men’s clothes, much larger than her size, but she had to improvise if she wanted to wear clothes.

Pulling a pair of sweats out and a t-shirt, she rolled the sweats at her waist so they would stay up, and even though the shirt dwarfed her, she kept it on.

Opening the door, she made her way towards the kitchen where the mouth-watering aroma was coming from.

Logan stood at the stove as he stirred a pot while Zeb was cutting something up at the island bench. Sliding up beside Logan, she leaned over and looked in the pot. She licked her lips at the smell.

“What’s in there? It smells really yummy.” She leaned forward again and took another sniff.

“It’s lamb curry. Something to warm us all up,” Logan answered while smiling down at her.

Her body shivered as a cold breeze slid over her. Wrapping her arms around herself, she shifted closer to Logan. The heat radiating from him warmed her instantly.

“You still cold, spitfire?” he asked, pulling her further into his side.

“Only a little. There’s a draft coming from somewhere. Can’t you feel it?”

He stood at the stove in only jeans; she wasn’t complaining at the sight, but it made her shiver again that he wasn’t fully clothed and she was.

“It’s probably coming from the bottom of the door. It hasn’t been fixed since the last storm came through,” Logan suggested as he stirred the mixture in the pot again.

Caleb came walking into the kitchen with a silly grin covering his face. Giggling to herself, she moved away from Logan and towards Zeb to see what he was doing.

Glancing around him, he finished cutting up what looked like a salad for dinner, as he slid all the produce into a bowl and pushed it aside. He turned around and stood, staring at her. The look of contentment shone over his face as well as something else; she couldn’t quite put her finger on it.

Caleb pushed past him, knocking Zeb’s shoulder with his, causing Zeb to frown at Caleb’s back. She glanced between all three of them; she knew that Zeb had told Caleb, and now possibly Logan considering the way he looked at her, but why was Zeb acting differently towards her?

Shaking her head, she moved away, walked into the lounge room, and sat down on the two-seater sofa right in front of the raging fire.

Moments later, Zeb followed and sat down next to her. She stared at the flames—the oranges, yellows and reds, as they went from large flames to small ones. The wood crackled, sending little sparks into the air before ash fell on the rest of the wood.

The glow from the fire shone over the room, light flickering over the walls, bright and dull. She inhaled contently, the smell of burning wood filling the room; she loved it. Curling further into the sofa, Zeb shifted closer beside her, but she never took her eyes away from the dancing flames.

Once she was comfortable, Logan walked in with Caleb in tow, carrying bowls of food. Handing one of them to her, she sat up straighter as Zeb scooted even closer.

Taking her eyes from her bowl, she looked at Zeb.

“Stand up for a sec, spitfire,” he asked.

Frowning slightly, she placed the bowl on the side table and stood like he asked. He slid over to where she once was sitting and Caleb sat in his spot. Zeb tapped his lap for her to sit on.

“How are you going to eat?” she questioned.

“I’ll manage, or you could always feed me,” he replied, raising one eyebrow at her. Shrugging her shoulders, she sat on his lap, her feet between Zeb and Caleb.

Logan sat on the ground in front of them all when they started to eat. Zeb held his bowl in his hand as she ate. When she was half-done, she reached for his bowl and began to feed him, spoonful by spoonful.

His little moans of enjoyment sent her pulse into overdrive. She shifted slightly in his lap and froze when she felt his erection poking her in the hip. Her eyes shot to his, his eyes still closed as he chewed the last mouthful she gave him.
Damn!
She could so get used to this. Listening to the voices, watching their expressions, all of the small gestures, made her heart warm. 

She looked at Caleb; he was now finished and lifting her feet to his lap. Once settled, he began rubbing them. Logan, finished as well, was sitting back on his arms as he watched what was playing out in front of him.

Caleb added pressure to a spot of her foot, making her moan out at the feeling. She’d always been a sucker for a foot rub. The fact that it was Caleb’s hands on her feet, rubbing them so sensually, made the experience erotic. Her body was slowly relaxing. Shifting more on Zeb’s lap, his hand shot out and stopped her. Caleb’s hands stopped as well, and he stood from the sofa and moved to the side of her.

Zeb gripped her hips and spun her around, facing both Caleb and Logan as they sat at her feet. Zeb pulled her tightly against his chest, her legs draping over his as Caleb’s hands massaged up her leg. Seeing both of them at her feet, touching her while Zeb did the same behind her, had her ready to explode from the smallest touch.

Zeb traced little circles over her hip where he held her. Logan knelt up so he was eye-level with her and spoke. “Spitfire, we all know what happened that night, and we’re really sorry you went through it. He shouldn’t have done it that way. He should have taken care of you first before anything happened.”

Hearing the reality of losing her virginity and her awful experience coming from Logan’s mouth was embarrassing. They all knew that she had been a virgin and everything that Mac did to her. Now, she was sure they were going to tell her that none of them wanted anything from her; she wasn’t experienced enough for any of them.

Logan interrupted her thoughts. “Whatever you are thinking, don’t. I can see the cogs turning inside your head. What he did was wrong. He should have taken his time with you, not hurt you. It’s never meant to be that way. And why didn’t you tell us that you were a virgin? I thought we were all close, Sage.”

Fuck!
He hardly ever called her by her real name; it was always her nickname they used when they spoke to her.

“Logan, why would I tell you guys that I was a virgin?” she answered with a frustrated whisper.

“How much more obvious do we need to be towards you, Sage? Besides us literally throwing ourselves at you, I want you. We all want you. We have since the first day you stumbled onto our parents’ property,” Logan spoke clearly, determination in his voice. He needed her to hear his words loud and clear.

Huh!
Did she hear right? They all wanted her as much as she wanted them? Her head was spinning. She knew the crazy of the last few days had thrown her for a loop, most of it in a good way. Shit, she’d never had so many orgasms, but hearing Logan say that he wanted her—shit, that they all wanted her—sent her reeling.

Zeb’s fingers shifted to the side of her breasts and traced over the side swell of them, sending her pulse skyrocketing. Caleb’s hand shifted further up her leg and rubbed under her knee. Logan shifted her legs apart and knelt in between them, grabbing all of her attention.

“We have all waited for you, spitfire. We couldn’t do anything back then because you were too young, and my feelings were too strong and wrong to have for someone as young as you were. I had to push you away. We all did. We had to wait till you were old enough to understand what we wanted from you.”

Licking her lips, she barely croaked out, “What do you all want?”

“You, spitfire, only you. We want all of you. Completely,” Logan said, right before his lips crashed to hers.

Zeb groaned behind her as his hands covered her breasts, pinching her now-hard nipples.

Caleb inched his way up her leg till he reached her thigh and squeezed.

Logan slipped his tongue into her mouth. As soon as it entered, she sucked on it, causing him to moan against her. His hands rested beside her while only Zeb and Caleb touched her.

Her skin was on fire from their barely-there touches; she needed more. Pushing Logan away, ready to say as much, she moaned as Zeb lifted her shirt, exposing them all to her bare breasts. The cool breeze hitting them made her shiver until a hot mouth covered a nipple. Her body bowed off Zeb’s as he held her tightly while they attacked her with pleasure. Never in her wildest dreams did she ever think that this would come true. She was filled with a sense of rightness.

“We need to remove her clothes,” Caleb breathed out, standing. He breathed heavily, and his eyes looked down at her with pure need, pure passion.
Holy shit, this is really happening!

Logan stopped what he was doing and stood himself. “We need to move to the bed. We’ll have more room between us all to do what we want.”

The way Logan said that had her clenching inside. They were talking about her as if she wasn’t there, and fuck if that didn’t simply make her wetter. Both Logan and Caleb lifted their hands to her. Glancing between them, she took them both and stood on shaky legs.

This was really happening between them. Something she had waited for, for the last God-only-knew how long. She was finally going to get three of the brothers all together with her, naked, wrapped around each other in pure bliss. Just the thought alone had her moaning at the images flashing through her mind. Could she do this? Could she finally have the fantasy, the three men she wanted for her whole life, come true and not ruin it? She worried that she wouldn’t be enough for them and hoped desperately that she could handle everything they could possibly give her and more.