Page 54 of Sold to the Single Daddies (Southern Heat Reverse Harems #4)
Mills
Five Years Later
“Incoming!”
The shout came a second too late and I watched as a football hit West in the chest. He grunted and caught it, his eyes already traveling to the culprit.
Of course, it was one of the triplets. They were in town from Harmony Valley for the family reunion and they were just as rowdy as their fathers had been growing up.
Gray, Owen, and Keaton, were in the yard watching their boys cause trouble with grins on their faces.
West tossed the football up and caught it.
“You’re in big trouble now, Myers!”
“I’m not Myers! I’m Blue!” The triplet who definitely wasn’t Blue, but was probably Quinton, shouted back.
Reagan came out of the house with a tray of cupcakes in her hands. She saw West take off after our nephews and rolled her eyes.
“I swear I married grown men.”
I snagged her around the waist and quickly passed the cupcakes off to Vera as she passed by.
Holding my wife against my chest, I stole a kiss and cupped her ass.
She was eight months pregnant and she absolutely hated the way she gained weight during her pregnancies but I couldn’t get enough.
The fullness of her ass while she was pregnant never failed to get me hard.
“There are kids everywhere, Mills. You can’t maul me.” She didn’t pull away, though. If anything, she wiggled that ass into my palms. “I love you. Thank you for doing this today.”
My heart flipped the same way it did every time she told me she loved me. I held her even tighter.
“I love you more, angel. I’d host a thousand family reunions if it made you happy.”
Lucky was a streak of color as he sprinted off the porch.
“Gross! Daddy’s touching Momma’s butt!”
Reagan pressed her forehead to my chest and groaned.
“Three… Two… One…”
“Gwoss! Gwoss!” Lucky’s permanent shadow, our third child, Luca, raced after Lucky.
Tate was waiting on the steps to catch Luca. Luca was the reason I was going gray. He was also the reason our house had become a plastic house of rounded corners and bumpers. I wasn’t sure what a normal home looked like anymore.
“Alright, little man. One more attempt to run off the porch steps and I’m putting you in your helmet.” Tate held him in the air and laughed when Luca’s little legs kept kicking. “Fine, fine. Go!”
Reagan gasped and looked down at her belly. “Oh, no. Did you feel that? The baby heard Tate say go and started kicking up a storm. I can’t handle another Luca, Mills. If this boy is as wild as Luca, I’m going to move in with Maxie.”
I grinned. Maxie had Hank and then two little girls who were as sweet as pie.
Hannah and Cara were in the house having a tea party at that exact moment, doing everything they could to avoid all the rowdy boys.
I was sure there were days when Reagan would’ve loved to escape to Maxie’s house for a few minutes. Or days.
“Never going to happen, angel.”
Tate came up the stairs and pressed into Reagan from behind.
“You talking about trying to get away from us again, kitten?”
Her pupils dilated as her pregnancy hormones did their thing. She sneakily rolled her hips between us and licked her lips.
“How long until this is over?”
I let out a loud laugh.
“Hours, baby. I bet we could sneak away for a few minutes, though.”
She groaned. “We can’t. Every single member of our family is here. The kids are on the loose. Devil is harassing Papa Jack and Bobby. And your single brothers are about to light off fireworks, I’m pretty sure. Where did they even get those?”
I glanced back to where Kyle, Jamison, and TJ, were indeed about to set off a firework. Taking on the same role I always had, I eased Reagan into Tate’s arms and growled.
“You three light that firework and I’m putting my foot up your ass!”
Jamison grinned and wagged his eyebrows at me before lighting it. TJ and Kyle had the good sense to get out of my way as I tackled Jamison. Rolling around on the ground with my little brother was something I hadn’t done since I was barely out of my teens. I pinned him and lightly patted his cheek.
“You’re still weaker than me, Jamie.” I leaned down and blew a raspberry on his forehead before climbing back to my feet and dusting my pants off. “Maybe you need to come back to work on a real ranch to bulk your muscles up.”
I grunted as I was tackled from behind by Keaton.
He tried his best to get me in a headlock but I barely outmatched him.
It turned into an all-out wrestling match with all of the Hellstone brothers and then the boys joined in.
I took an elbow to the stomach from Lucky and then Luca finished me off with a knee to the dick.
I rolled away from the dog pile and groaned.
“There goes my chance at more kids.”
Reagan’s angelic face blocked out the sun above me and her happy laugh was music to my ears as I eased her to the ground next to me.
“I saw there was a penis injury and came to kiss it better.”
I rolled us over so I was on top of her and leaned down to kiss her.
“You’re a dirty girl, baby.”
“Keep it PG, perverts!” Waylan groaned and put her hands on her hips as she looked at her adoptive dads. “You’re all so horny.”
Henry, Seth, and Woodrow, all looked about as horrified as I felt at hearing that word come from my niece’s mouth. While they were all stammering, Nellie came to their rescue.
“Waylan! You’re traumatizing your fathers.”
The triplet’s mother, Billie, sighed as she walked past.
“We’ll watch the kids. You two grab your other two horn dogs and get lost for a while. I remember the pregnancy hormones too well.”
Reagan grinned. “Really?”
Nellie laughed. “Such a skank.”
I jumped to my feet and picked Reagan up.
“You better have been calling me a skank, little sis.”
Tate and West appeared at my side and Tate took his chance to steal Reagan from me. He took off at a fast walk towards the barn.
“You snooze, you lose!”
Reagan looked at me over his shoulder and bit her lip.
“ Meow .”
“If we’re not back before the party ends, just…take our kids home with you. I have a wife to satisfy.” I took off after them, my heart full and my body light with happiness.
The End.
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