Page 50 of Climbing Everest

Maddox

S he has to be hungry. Though she’ll definitely want something lighter.

After last night, I’ve decided we have to come clean about our own crime.

By now, she has to have figured out we had a tracker implanted in her skin. Unless she thought Kato was simply talking about physically tracking her down rather than using the little blinking dot on our phones.

That’s not the crime I’m talking about, though. Nope. All three of us were more than happy about Nick removing the birth control implant so we could knock her up, get the child who was stolen from us.

As far as we know, she could already be carrying our first heir.

Yeah, I know. It’s a long shot considering it’s only been a couple weeks, but all three of us have taken turns filling her beautiful pink pussy with cum every chance we get.

And then last night…fuck. My dick twitches to life at how far we pushed her, how much she took, and how she screamed and moaned each time she came.

Our luck, our little swimmers found the egg even with the remnants of whatever the implant left lingering in her system.

Kato and I have been up for over an hour, but we’ve yet to see Brix or Everest. Not surprised our wife is still sleeping with as much as she drank, emotionally purged, and how hard we took her.

But it’s not often Brix sleeps past sunrise.

Since Kato’s currently locked away in his office dealing with one cluster fuck or another and I’m getting bored sitting in the kitchen by myself, I decide to take it upon myself to wake up both Brix and Everest.

Time to start the day and get this confession out of the way so we can move forward with the whole rebuilding our lives thing.

Hopping down from the island where I’ve been sitting while sipping my coffee and scrolling on my phone, I try to keep my steps quiet. No reason to wake her up with the thuds of my feet against the hardwood floor.

There’s a real good chance she’ll be pissed at us for a while, so I plan to take advantage of the time before we break the news. What better way than waking her up with my mouth on her cunt?

Unfortunately, as I reach for the knob, the door swings open and Brix steps out, his long hair wet and hanging down his bare back. The big fucker didn’t even bother tugging on boxers before leaving E’s room.

Throwing up a hand, I pretend to block the view of his cock while looking past him for Everest. To my dismay, my girl is already awake, and her hair is wet too.

Hm. Looks like the two of them showered together, and I highly doubt it stopped at simply washing each other’s backs.

I step through the door once Brix’s giant naked body is clear and watch as she pulls panties from a drawer and pulls them up her legs.

“Hey,” she says, her eyes flitting up to me before she searches for something to wear.

My eyes roam her body. Devour her. Fuck, she’s stunning. So fucking beautiful it hurts.

I have this deep seeded urge to fill her with my cum for the sole reason of knocking her up. You know, since she still doesn’t have that implant.

The one Kato had removed. Without her knowledge or permission.

Shit. No. We’re telling her about that today.

Or at least I am. Giving her the option to have a new one put in. We should probably tell her about the tracking chip Nick slipped under her skin while we’re at it, in case she hasn’t figured it out on her own.

Not that she’ll be overly surprised by that little tidbit. We’ve always been a little protective and possessive of her, and it’s not uncommon for members of the various syndicates to keep close tabs on their wives for their protection, in case they try to turn on them or snitch to the authorities.

I mean, that’s not why Kato insisted on the chip. It was in case she tried to run again.

No fucking way will she run now. We know exactly why she disappeared, why she stayed away and she’s as invested in marrying Kato as we are, as invested in carrying his name and rubbing the fact she’ll legally and officially be an Antoniou in her father’s face.

You know, before we torture the cocksucker to death.

“What?” she asks as she pulls a sweater over her head without bothering with a bra.

Hell yes. Easier access. Plus, I’ll get to watch those gorgeous tits jiggle and bounce with every step.

“Nothing,” I say, still staring at her, even after she’s tugged on a pair of jeans, pulled up the zipper, and closed the top button.

Shit. We really need to have this conversation with her, really need to come clean. Except, I’m scared the second we – I – tell her all of it, she’ll no longer look at me the way she is now, no longer trust us.

Although…

Technically, it was Kato’s idea to remove the implant. Kato who hired Nick. I could always play dumb, or even lie and tell her I was completely against the idea.

Nah. I can’t lie to her. I’m a shit liar as it is, and I’ve never been able to lie to Everest.

“We removed your implant thing,” I blurt out before my brain has a chance to catch up to my mouth.

Her hands halt as she pulls her long, wet hair from the back of her sweater. Eyes wide, she stares at me. “What the fuck did you just say?”

“What?” Shit. I seriously said it out loud. This should have been a conversation between the four of us. We should have sat her down and explained then begged her forgiveness.

“Are you talking about my birth control implant? You had it removed? When?”

Her eyes are no longer wide. No. Now they’re narrowed, and those arched dark brows are pulled together so tightly there’s a deep furrow between them.

Shit. Fuck! How the hell do I fix this now? And how the hell am I going to keep my brothers from beating the shit out of me for possibly screwing it all up because I was struck dumb by E’s beauty?

“It was that first night. When we brought you here. We didn’t know – we were going to…fuck,” I ground out.

“You were all three going to try to knock me up without my permission,” she says through clenched teeth. The sound is more like a growl as she glares at me, and I swear I see her trembling with her growing rage.

She tries to shove me out of her way – though I only move because I don’t want her to hurt herself – then stomps down the hall in search of Kato and Brix.

“Kato!” she yells while I chase after her.

“E, wait. Hold on. I can explain it better.

I hear Brix leaving his bedroom and glance at him over my shoulder as I continue chasing after Everest. For someone so much shorter than me, her little legs sure do eat up a lot of space when she’s pissed.

“The fuck is going on?” Brix says, tugging a shirt over his head.

“I fucked up,” is the only explanation I give him as I follow Everest directly to the door leading into Kato’s office.

As I step in behind her, I almost run into her back when she stops. Kato is on the phone, one hand in the air to stop her, his brows puckered together tightly as his gaze bounces back and forth between Everest and me.

Oh, he’s going to be pissed. So is Brix. I’ll be lucky if they don’t take turns beating on me like a fucking pinata.

Kato’s eyes are glued to Everest as he listens to someone on the other line, then brusquely says, “I’ll call you back,” and hangs up without waiting for a reply. “What happened?” he asks, his gaze bouncing to all three of us in turn now.

“You removed my fucking birth control? What the hell is wrong with you, asshole?” she screams. Not like, raises her voice . She’s literally shouting at him to the point her face is red; even the tips of her ears are pink.

Kato scowls at me for a series of moments and I do my best not to fidget. Lifelong friends or not, he’s still the boss, still the Don. With a snap of his fingers, he could easily order the end of my life.

With a shrug, I say, “We were going to tell her eventually. I just…shit came out of my mouth before I could stop it.”

He shakes his head, his nostrils flaring as he tries to reign in his temper. He might be Don, but he’s still a twenty-four-year-old with a temper problem who just found his wife after four years of thinking she killed our kid and ran away with some Russian fucker.

In some eyes, we are still kids. Hell, two of us are only twenty-three with E’s birthday coming up soon, making three of us the same age.

Huh. We kind of are kids.

Why the fuck am I thinking about this kind of shit when I’m getting a death glare from Kato while Everest looks seconds away from going full nuclear?

I want to blame it on ADHD or some shit, but it’s simply my brain’s way of trying to distract me from the energy permeating the room and awakening my own need for violence.

Not the time or place.

And definitely not the people to allow my inner beast to play.

Kato finally stops glaring at me and unfolds himself from his chair. I can see him trying his best to be a husband and not Don, but in the end, it’ll really depend on how Everest behaves, how she reacts to the shit we have to tell her.

“I had it removed. My child was taken away. I wanted another.”

“You fucking asshole!” she screams. She’s panting, her chest rising and falling rapidly.

A few seconds later, she lays a hand over her flat stomach as though realizing there’s a chance a child could already be growing in there.

“Weeks. I’ve been back for weeks, and already you’re doing just like every other man in my life and trying to take away my choices.”

“It was before,” he says.

“Before?”

“Before we knew,” he answers.

“It wasn’t just him, E. We all –”

She whirls on me, a hand swinging at my cheek. I only have a heartbeat to raise my arm and block her before she can make contact. Not that I don’t deserve a good slap, but I also don’t want her to hurt herself, either.

“E, stop,” I say, wrapping my fingers around her wrist.

“Do not call me that.” At least she’s no longer yelling.

Brix moves closer, so close his chest is almost against her back. Not sure if he thinks he’ll need to restrain her, or if he’s pissy I haven’t released her wrist yet. I just don’t want her to hit me.