All Chapters of All Yours, Daddies: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

SARAH Aaron might have been right about a lot of things he said last night. Yes, I fear failure even more than I fear death. And yes, maybe my greatest fear is being alone. But I am not alone. I mean, I have a brother halfway across the globe willing to hop on the first flight to come and “save” me. And I have employees who…I chuckle at the mere thought. Last night was a lot, but when I managed to drag myself from the floor onto the couch, I realized my phone was blown up with a lot of notifications. I was tagged to the post Debbi Rose made about me. But the comments didn’t seem to go the way she thought it would. I recognized ten of Wellspring’s employees, including Luke, calling her out in the comment section. They stood up for me without being asked. That means something, right? Why do I have to forget all the good in the world just because I ended up in the devil’s bed? I am standing in front of my bathroom mirror, my bare feet on the cold tiles, as I slowly massage my mostu

SARAH I part my lips to make way for his and kiss him like my life depends on it, because it does. I have spent every waking moment wanting, aching, yearning for them. I am not prepared to leave this building without a sore vagina. When you’re untouched by your husband for almost a year, you tend to develop an insatiable hunger once you find someone or people who satisfy you. That’s what I feel for the HawkThorne brothers. An appetite for only them. I wrap my hand around his neck and he shoves his tongue into my mouth, eager to taste me. I let him. I let his tongue dance around me, slowly peeling his lower lip with mine. Malachi HawkThorne tastes like freshly brewed coffee on a Monday morning, with just enough milk and sugar. So fucking sweet. I want more.His fingers dig into the skin of my ass, and I moan softly. How long is it going to take him to take it off and bend me over? Malachi pulls away from me, breathless. I see the shock in his grey eyes as his orbs dance around m

SARAHI swallow hard. My knees buckle underneath me. Amusement lights up in her eyes as she chuckles and shakes her head. “You’re surprised he told me? He let me know that he needs a woman who will be able to cater to him and fill his home with children, and you can’t do either. So why don’t you scoot over and make way for a real woman, huh?”“Fuck this,” I hiss and look away from her. “Fuck this, and fuck you!” I can’t stop myself from turning back to her and screaming as I run up the stairs. I don’t want to cry, but I can’t help it. Uterine Hypoplasia. I was diagnosed one year after my wedding. Aaron and I had been trying for a baby for a year, but it never worked. A visit to the hospital made me know that my uterus was malformed and never developed properly, hence, it would never be able to carry a baby. It tore me into shreds. I had always dreamed of starting a family, and knowing that I could never have a child of my own was a severe blow to my face. I had tried to talk t

SARAH I deserve it all. I repeat these four words in my head over and over, battling with the raging storm inside of me. Sitting in the same car with the HawkThorne brothers, having the hottest bachelors in the country serenade me, I deserve it all. I have been nothing but good to Aaron and he has taken me for a fool every single time. I’m not a bad or evil woman for deciding to chase my own happiness. He’s found his after all.I jolt when something warm covers my knee. I look down to find Ronan’s hand. All five beautiful, long, and veiny fingers. His pinky and middle finger are adorned with a skull face silver ring, making his fingers even more beautiful. I remember how good they felt in my pussy and I swallow hard, face flushed as I look away. Malachi’s face is the next one I see. He looks outside the window, clearly lost in thought. The rays of the evening sun cast a gentle golden glow on his face, illuminating the silver flecks in his grey eyes. My gaze drops to his right ha

SARAH I didn’t come here to be handled gently. I came here to be fucked until I lose memory of every terrible thing that’s happened in the last 24 hours. And with the way the HawkThorne brothers stare at me like I’m their favorite meal about to be devoured, I’m certain I fucking will. Ronan’s lips stretch into a smile. It’s there, but his eyes are void of any form of amusement. “Sit.” One word. One order. Yet, I obey thoughtlessly like a good little girl. I’ll do anything I’m asked to do. I’m needy like that. I step backwards towards the bed and sit on the edge quietly. My right leg crosses over my left, and a frown forms on Ronan’s face. “Legs open, kitten. I didn’t ask you to close them.”Legs open. Got it. Slowly, I spread my legs apart, revealing my wetness to their bare eyes. Malachi lips move, mouthing the word “fuck”, but it’s inaudible. I see the hunger in Jaxon’s eyes. Ronan steps forward, and with every inch of distance he covers, my heart hammers against my chest. I