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'... your team are their fathers.'
When a full minute of stunned silence had passed, Erica spoke nervously,
'Kota? Are you boys still there?'
'Yea, Mom. That's just... we are their fathers?' Kota choked out and then pulled himself up,
'What am I saying, of course we are their fathers. What date were they born?' Kota knew he was babbling but his brothers all seemed frozen in shock still,
'21st September. I think Jeanie said they were 3 or 4 weeks early - which is completely normal in a multiples birth,' Erica rushed to reassure them,
'I think that's what she said anyway when she was talking about the birth after I saw the Christmas card. I can't remember exactly, I was a little... upset at the time,' Kota wasn't the only one nervous and babbling. Kota looked at Owen who seemed to be thinking now rather than just being stunned and in shock.
The babies would've been conceived in November last year then, not more than 4-5 weeks after Sang's eighteenth birthday when they'd first become sexually intimate,
'What did you mean our team are their fathers?' Owen asked hoarsely,
'Sang had a superfecundal pregnancy,' Erica explained,
'What does that mean?' North asked in frustration,
'It's a medical term for a pregnancy where babies born to a woman in a single pregnancy have multiple fathers. It's incredibly rare but in a poly family more than possible if the mother releases more than one ovum during the ovulation process,' The nine men looked at each other in shock,
'Do each of the babies have a different father then?' Nathan asked,
'In this case, we think so, yes. You have to realise that we only discovered this last night when I stopped for a quick Christmas drink with my two best friends, one of whom is a nurse in the maternity ward. She's the one who told me the mother of the septuplets wasn't Kayli Winchester but Sang Collins. Apparently that's the alias she had the babies under,'
That was the purpose of the word puzzle, the Blackbourne's realised. Iris was trying to help them find out the truth. Was Sang helping her? Coaching her? She had to be - only Sang knew, outside of the nine of them, how Vic would approach the internet to find intel they needed. That was very comforting. At least she did want them to know about their children even if she was with the Tomas now,
'Nia and Jeanie, you know Jeanie, Kota,' Kota muttered a positive response,
'Well they were Sang's favourite maternity nurses on the ward where she recuperated after she had the septs; she sent them a Christmas card with a... picture of her, the Tomas and the babies,' all nine Blackbourne's jumped in eagerly,
'Did you take a photo of the picture?' the perfect synchronicity was a bit creepy, but Erica just answered the question at face value,
'I did. I suppose you want me to forward it to you over the phone?'
'NO!' All nine shouted out simultaneously again; Erica jerked back shocked at the unexpected response,
'We want the picture! But you must NOT forward it to us on this burner phone, it's not safe and the last thing we want is mafia after Sang and those babies!' Luke had made a mistake. Owen gave him a filthy look,
'Mafia!' Uncle, Erica and Jessica had shouted in horror,
'Don't say any more! I'm sorry,' Owen bit out, furious with Luke,
'We can't talk about the assignment and Luke shouldn't have said that. We are as safe as we can be though and the Academy has already promised back up from Makinen's MC if we need it, so try not to worry,' Owen did his best to reassure them without giving anymore away,
'Uncle, I'll walk you through the protocols to send photos quickly and then I'm sorry but we're going to have to go,' Vic apologised before he explained the process. Owen and North quietly agreed the practical requirements to set up the next date to communicate with their families back home and decided the comms safe words,
'The next safe words are glass and birthday. We'll call again on 25 March, same time 9am South Carolina time. We love you all and Merry Christmas,' North finished the call and hung up,
'God DAMMIT!' Screamed Sean in full rage mode.
'Do you absolute ASSHOLES have any idea how dangerous a pregnancy like that is for a mother as small as Sang is? She could have DIED! The babies could have DIED! How do you think she'd have coped with all that on her shoulders?' He roared at Owen and North specifically. Kota was standing stock still, between Sean and Gabe, tears streaming down his face as he began to comprehend Sean's heart stopping concern as the doctor for their team. Something inside him snapped,
'This should never have even been possible. We should have told her the TRUTH!' North tried to placate Kota with disastrous results,
'Hey K, we just wanted to keep our little bird safe...' Kota recoiled from North as if he had just said he was a professional contract killer,
'Safe? Did you fucking say keep her safe?' The other four on the receiving end of Kota, Sean, Gabe and Victor's fury took a big step back, having never before seen Kota on the verge of completely losing his shit,
'Does it seem like we left her safe? Did we leave her an explanation or a safety net of any fucking kind? You talk a lot about protecting Sang but all you actually did was discover a threat to her and run away, leaving her completely defenceless outside of her own capabilities... you didn't do any of this for her, you did it for yourselves because you were scared and had lost control of the situation! You are all just hypocrites!' Kota had stalked his way aggressively toward North until they were toe to toe and he was literally spitting his words in his teammate's face in short staccato breaths,
'That's right,' Kota whispered at North before raising his voice to shout the last two words,
'The lot of you are FUCKING HYPOCRITES!' Kota shoved North back with every bit of strength and leverage he had in his body. North stumbled back clumsily and would have fallen had Silas not steadied him. Both Kota and North were breathing harshly while the rest of the team stood, arrested to see how North would react, expecting carnage. Kota stared his brother in the eye without a hint of remorse or anxiety, North stared back for an emotion charged minute before astonishing everyone and breaking into a rough sob, his eyes filling with self recrimination and pain,
'You're right. Fuck you. You're right,' North rasped out before he swung around and strode rapidly away from them all. Silently they all did the same, leaving in eight separate directions for their rooms.
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'... your team are their fathers.'
Sitting in his room, Owen's mind kept replaying those five damning words over and over. His fault. The Blackbourne team had missed out on Sang's pregnancy, the birth of their children and the first three months of their lives plus who knew how much longer because of his decisions.
His decision to leave without explaining the problem with Volto to Sang.
His decision to take this god forsaken assignment - it wasn't like the Blackbourne team was even in debt. He and Sean had pulled them into the black two years ago. They had plenty of favours already owed to them.
His decision to leave that horrible letter telling Sang they wanted to take 'separate' wives and have 'their own' children... his only excuse was that he'd been utterly terrified that Volto would kill her. Could kill her and Owen could do nothing to stop him from doing so. Owen had tried to take back some kind of control of the situation, just like Kota had accused them of doing, and it had backfired with life changing consequences for them all.
Sean's enraged emotional screaming at him and North about how difficult and dangerous carrying and delivering multiples, particularly septuplets could've been for a tiny girl like Sang echoed in his head.
Somehow though, Owen was not surprised that Sang had done this wonderful, potentially life threatening thing and come out shining like the star she was at the end. He wasn't sure there was anything Sang couldn't do if she decided to do it. She was the top bird at the Academy, she was a doctor - twice over, the mother of seven children.
His bird was not a girl anymore.
But she was with the Tomas now.
So not their bird anymore...
Bullshit.
She would always be their bird and if that meant sharing her with the Tomas too, then sign him up.
Owen thought back over the blazing row (noisy, acrimonious quarrel) his team had just had in his head. Sean, Kota, Gabe and Victor actually faced off against him, North, Luke, Nathan and Silas. Not that he or Silas had been prepared to physically fight with their furious brothers. On paper, it was the muscle versus the brain of their team but the four boys had held their own, by god! It had shocked them all.
It had been Kota that shocked them the most though. Getting right up in North's face, spitting his vicious words at him fearlessly, despite North being considerably taller, stronger and more hotheaded - usually - by a long shot. Kota'd called them all hypocrites. Owen hung his head low. Kota was right and it was a hard blow to his pride. He knew North would be taking it even harder.
Now they were all holed up in their own spaces trying as individuals to come to terms with the new world they now found themselves living in.
Suddenly Owen heard Victor shout,
'The photo has just come through from Uncle!' Everyone rushed into Vic's office, desperate for the first glimpse of their bird in nearly eleven months and the first ever sight of their children. They crowded around the desk, grateful Victor had splashed out on the Samsung 49' super ultra wide curved monitor so that when he opened the JPEG file, they all had a good view of the stunning photograph.
Sang was in the centre, so beautiful, smiling at the camera... and she was holding a baby that looked up at his mother with a joyful, innocent face and my own grey eyes... Orion... my biological son. I looked at each of the babies, all of our Blackbourne children, and saw even as young as they were, they all watched their mother like she was the sun in their sky. He also realised almost immediately who each of their biological fathers were except one,
'None of us have a name starting with R, who is the baby girl 'Rin's' father, she looks so much like Sang it's hard to tell?' Sean answered him. The first time, he'd spoken directly to Owen without anger since the truth had exploded over their team,
'She's mine,' his words were quiet and full of self loathing,
'We talked about what it would be like to have a baby together, back last year when I had my vasectomy reversed. I told her that I liked the name Sozen for a boy but I'd want to call him 'Zen' and if we had a girl..... We would name her Serenity, but I'd want to call her 'Rin'... to honour the Midori's Japanese heritage...' Sean backed up until he hit the far wall in the office before he collapsed down onto the floor on his ass, legs bent as his elbows hit his knees, his head dropped into his hands,
'She went through it all alone...' Though he didn't make a sound, Owen could see the tears slowly making their way through the cracks, down his fingers before dripping onto the floor,
'No, she wasn't alone,' was Nathan's harsh response, although Sean ignored him, deep inside his own head,
'The Tomas were with her,' Gabe had taken one look at Nathan's angry, sullen face before exploding in indignation,
'And thank god for that!' He'd given Nathan a savage look,
'Otherwise she'd have had to go through it literally all by herself. Do you think she'd have been smiling like that or possibly even alive if she'd had to do that on her own? And if you think she's so fucking happy without us, take another look at her eyes... those god damned shadows are back! Shadows we've put there this time! Are you fucking blind, you two faced fucker!' Gabe and Nathan scuffled, pushing and shoving each other, despite Gabe's disadvantages of height and muscle he had the passion to keep up with Nathan, before Silas and Owen separated them,
'Kota's right you are such hypocrites! You cut her off dead with no fucking explanation and when she gets on with her life because we left her no fucking choice, you whine like a little bitch like she betrayed you! Well fuck you very much, Nathan! I'd beg her to take me back in a heart beat, Tomas or not, to be back in her life right now!' Gabe's emotional rant came to a sudden end as Nathan clenched his fists, swearing vulgarly and then, like North before him, he backed down from Gabe, angry at himself far more than he could ever be angry at his brother and deeply ashamed of transferring his anger at himself onto Sang,
'Gabe's right,' Owen gave each of his teammates his trademark steely eyed intense stare. Though Sean was still not looking up,
'Anyone not want back into our bird's life, Tomas or not?' Sean lifted a tear streaked face and joined the other seven men in shaking their heads to the negative, though both Nathan and North's jaws were clenched,
'We'll put it to a vote. From now on our actions will be decided by a unanimous agreement not by majority. We'll talk our differences out until we can come to a compromise everyone can sign up to, no matter how long it takes. Our family first. All or none,' if Owen had only known it, it was an echo of what Sang had said herself the day after the septs were born. All nine spoke at once,
'I'm willing and will obey,'
If they could get out of this assignment. If they could find her. And if they could convince the Academy to allow them to stay and live with their newly created Ghost team. Most importantly though, if Sang could forgive them.... if she could allow them access to their children.... if she could still want them....
Owen sighed, that was a lot of ifs.
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'I guess we drew the short straws,' Nathan grumbled to Silas. Silas looked at his teammate, his brother and growled,
'Biology be damned! Those are my kids as much as any of the others, Nate!' Nathan hung his head in shame. Could his jealousy and big mouth get him into any further trouble today? Merry fucking Christmas.
'I know that, dammit! It's just, I really wanted one of them to be biologically mine too...' Silas clasped his shoulder,
'Honestly, man, I'm just glad she's ok. If carrying my biological baby meant that she'd have died, I'm glad she didn't carry one for me,' Nathan hadn't thought of it like that; the additional shame crushed his heart in his chest. He was such an asshole. His Peanut deserved better than this jealous, dog in the manger shit from him especially since he'd agreed with Owen and North about leaving her without explaining like some sort of over protective nodding dog,
'How do we get past this, Si? We can't even go home for another year. And you and I both know this assignment is going to shit and the chances of the extra 12 months kicking in is high,' Silas sighed in frustration,
'You're right, man but at least Vic has an inside track with whoever Iris Makinen is and most importantly, she is with Sang right now, wherever she is...' Silas was missing his girl on Christmas Day so bad. Last year they'd been cuddled on the sofa in the library, she'd been napping on his lap after Christmas dinner. He'd been stroking her hair feeling so unbelievably lucky to be with aggele mou... Nathan sat down hard on his bed and looked up at the sad face of his brother,
'I miss her, man. It's like a piece of me is missing and it makes me want to hit out at... anyone or anything! But mostly myself and the Academy board! Where the fuck is Doc Roberts in all this? I get that a new Ghost team would require the team members to be apart from the rest of the Academy members, but those are our kids and Sang's our bird. How can they say Family First and then split up our family for a super team?' Silas looked at his teammate partially in grief but also partially in irritation,
'Man, you can't put all that at their feet. We split our family up first. All they did was take up the opportunity we gave them to move Sang away from our team into another team,' Silas held up his hands in surrender when Nathan charged at him from the bed,
'Fuck! You make us sound like a bunch of pricks, man!' Silas just looked at him and all the fight went out of Nathan,
'You're right. I know you are. It just makes me so fucking mad! And I can't blame Owen and North. If I'd said no like Kota, Gabe, Vic and Sean, we wouldn't have left without explanation. If I'd just said no...' Silas gripped his shoulder again,
'I feel exactly the same, Nate. I'm so ashamed of myself for not seeing Sang as one of us instead of just our bird to protect. Look how much she's accomplished, man! Without us. Sure it looks like Doc Roberts hooked her up with the Tomas but she loved us with her whole heart. You know she did,' Nathan nodded. He did know that.
'She didn't just trade us for them. How long do you suppose she hurt before she even gave them a chance? She's gold, man, pure gold. I don't blame her for needing them and I damn sure don't blame them for wanting her. And now that she loves them too, the best we can hope for is to join them in her world. Sang doesn't let go of the people she loves... and I'm desperately hanging onto that in the hope that she can forgive us - understand that we only meant to protect her, even if we were stupid to not realise she could have always protected herself if we'd just told her what the threat was - so she'll share her love with us again. I can't even think about never seeing her again, never mind the children we have yet to hold in our arms...'
'I never knew you were so deep, Si,' Luke was stood in the doorway of Nathan's room looking at Silas in quiet contemplation. Nathan looked up at his usually jokester brother to see him smile ruefully at him,
'You finished being a douche, man?' Nathan laughed at Luke's assessment of his behaviour,
'Yea, I'm done. It's gonna take some time to get my head around the idea of sharing Sang with those Toma assholes but I'd sure like the chance to try,' Luke nodded. There was that to contend with. Finding Sang to even have a chance at having a chance,
'How do you feel about having a son?' Silas smiled at Luke in genuine happiness for his brother as he asked the question of him; Luke walked further in the room to join Nathan on the bed while he considered Silas' question,
'They're all mine, Si. It's just that one of them has half my DNA. And, honestly, I still haven't wrapped my head around it. But my knee jerk feeling is that I'm scared to death,' Nathan was shocked at the vulnerability on Luke's face. Luke, who was almost cocky in his confidence, was genuinely afraid,
'What if we never find them? And if we do, what kind of father will I be? I've done nothing but Academy work that makes my life any kind of an example to a kid. Fuck! I still act like a kid myself most of the time. Can I be what they need? What he needs... Levi?' Nathan stared at Luke, mouth open in amazement. He hadn't thought about how he might measure up as a father for those babies. Not once. Jesus, he really was a douche!
'It's a whole new world, Luke. We should be grateful for this time. Time to figure out what kind of fathers we want to be to our kids. Work on ourselves. Grow up a little. God knows Sang's had to,' Silas was just blowing Nathan's mind with every word out of his mouth,
'Damn, man! I think I wanna be you when I grow up!' Silas and Luke burst out laughing loudly at Nathan, who was only partially joking, drawing Gabe and Victor into the room while Kota and Sean hovered outside the door. The four of them had been in Vic's office where they'd overheard most of the conversation between Silas, Nathan and Luke,
'Me too!' Gabe chuckled giving his brother a proud clap on his back as he walked past him. Silas ducked his head in embarrassment and smiled wryly.
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Victor was back in his office staring at the photo of Sang, the Tomas and the babies on his huge monitor that allowed him to see so much detail... Brandon Henshaw was holding his biological daughter. Viola... It was a beautiful name. One he might've chosen himself had he been there to talk about it with Sang. The baby's intense, fiery, dark brown eyes, just like his own, watched her mother in open adoration. Except for the colour of her eyes and the angle of her chin, she looked just like her mama.
And Victor was fiercely proud of both of his Princesses as well as the rest of their children. To see glimpses of his other brothers and Sang reflected in their children made Victor desperate to see them all, hold them all and be a father they could be proud of; certainly not the absentee fathers he and his brothers were at present....
Victor turned his attention to the Tomas and realised with pleasure that they weren't looking at Sang any differently than the babies were. Sang was, like the pose the photographer had set them up in, the centre of their universe. But he also realised that the men included the photographer, Iris herself he assumed, in their loving gazes. And Sang, she looked at the photographer as if she were her best friend, partner in crime and together they could conquer the world... just who was Iris Makinen and how was it possible that Sang was so close to her so quickly?
Gabe was right though, he could see the damning shadows in Sang's eyes; but he could also see that she was content, if not perfectly happy. He was so glad that she'd been able to carve out a peaceful, loving life from the mess that they'd left her in when they'd slipped away from South Carolina... and the girl who made their world complete. It was selfish of him, but Victor was pleased at what the shadows meant for him and his brothers. If she could forgive them, there was still a place in her life for them too.
His mind slipped back to Iris Makinen. He already liked and respected her from following her trails online. There was something about her that made Victor feel the same little spark of interest that he'd first felt with Sang. He did feel a bit ashamed of his attraction toward a virtual person who wasn't properly real to him yet though. It was very confusing for him.
Still he couldn't help but wonder if Iris was a part of the Ghost team's poly family too. It seemed likely to him that she was, based on what he could see in the photo. How was Sang coping with that? He hadn't yet told any of his brothers about his burgeoning feelings for Iris as well as Sang... There was something nagging at him though, his feelings for both women, while conflicting, just felt right...
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The Ghost team and Mak and Phil were sat down having Christmas dinner. The table was ominously quiet. The calm before the storm, Sang and Iris realised. The septs were presently napping after enjoying the fun of their first Christmas morning; which equated to being fascinated by the wrapping paper and even more attention from the adults in their lives for the most part....
Sang's intuition told her Mak and Phil would bring up the animosity she and Iris had been showing them for the last six weeks while the babies were out of ear shot. It hadn't helped the situation that the Tomas, having eavesdropped yesterday on her and Iris' latest attempt to contact Victor, were also now giving the elders icy stares,
'Alright.' Mak had finally had enough and was about to sound off. Sang cut him off,
'Don't even bother trying to take up the role of indignant, hurt father, Mak. You and Phil aught to have known Iris and I would know what tampered with video looks like. Eidetic memory,' she pointed to herself,
'Super hacker,' she pointed to Iris. Her gaze was direct and harsh on both men who exchanged a glance that said they'd already realised the twins had figured that much out. Iris then picked up the thread of her sister's statements and proceeded to blow their world up,
'Especially when you used Skugga to do your dirty work. Really, Pres, how could you ask one of my club brothers to attempt to manipulate my twin and myself like that? I never would have expected you and Phil to do this...' Iris hung her head, angry tears itching her eyes, she didn't trust herself to continue. Sang seeing this, went for their jugulars,
'We had an understanding. A circle of trust with the ten of us inside of it. And you two broke that trust. How on Earth do you expect us to trust you now? After you have deliberately attempted to prevent real, open communication between me and the fathers of my children?' Phil and Mak gaped at Sang. The twins had figured out everything from the very first moment they'd tried to deceive them, they'd worked it all out,
'Please don't insult my intelligence by giving me any bullshit about the Academy board's confidentiality restrictions on you two as trustee and director. That was never an issue before in agreeing the perimeters of our circle of trust,' Sang left the two men to attempt to regain some composure so they could resolve their issues on equal footing,
'And you six, I do hope you know that Iris and I were always aware that you were watching on your, not so hidden, camera in our office and peeking in on my laptop for what we were doing, while you tried to suss out what our issue with Mak and Phil was...' It was the turn of the Tomas to gape at Sang. Iris had raised up her head to smirk at their men, her amusement taking first position in her feelings at that moment,
'Yes, and if you think we'll be accepting any 'punishment' for making sure before we corrupted your view of the Academy's and our paternal figures roles in our lives, by waiting to make you aware we were being manipulated by them, you best think again!' Sang laughed in the stunned faces of their would be lovers as they reacted to Iris' words. While Mak and Phil cringed back at Iris' clinical assessment of the part they'd played in the drama,
'Oh, come on now! Surely you didn't think Corey was the only one who could set up surveillance to check up on what we were doing in our private time together...' Sang raised her eyebrow at Axel, Raven and Brandon in an open challenge before scoffing at the lot of them,
'Shall we go get dessert while our men try to regain what little dignity they have left?' Sang asked her sister politely,
'I think we'd better as they definitely are missing any sort of dignity right now,' she giggled out in pleasure at their discomfort. The twins left the dining room; the eight men uncomfortable but glaring at one another,
'Why, Doc?' Axel stared at Phil in accusation,
'Why would you try to manipulate Sang like that? You've been a mentor to us all for 5 years, we all believed in the Family First mantra. But you have just made a mockery of that trust,' Phil looked frustrated and annoyed but Axel had no intention of allowing him to speak,
'If I'm disappointed in Phil, that is nothing to how unbelievable I find this coming from you, Mak. We all know your loyalty is to the Valhalla MC before the Academy, but we always though your absolute first loyalty was to Iris and Sang. How can you ever justify using a fellow 'brother' in the MC to try to fool Sang? What did you hope to gain from that?' Mak was furious,
'You have no right to judge me, boy! Phil and I did what was best for our girls,'
'We are not children anymore, Mak!' Sang was angry but she was also cool and in perfect control of herself, stood in the doorway, dessert in hand,
'You have NO right to make decisions for me that will effect not only me but my children as well!' Mak shot out of his seat,
'Yes I do! It's my job as a parent to protect you from harm!' Sang strode forward and slapped the peach cobbler down on the table hard enough that some splattered out of the dish onto the festive tablecloth,
'Get out,' Mak's self righteous anger evaporated into horror in the face of Sang's grim words and determination. Sang swivelled toward Phil and continued,
'Both of you. If you can't respect us enough to treat us like the grown, capable adults that we are and honour your word not to lie to us or deceive us in the name of protection, I don't want you here anymore. I'll tender my resignation to the Academy and you can both just get the fuck out of mine and my children's lives,' Phil and Mak both stared at Sang, jaws dropped, devastation on their faces,
'I didn't appreciate it when the Blackbourne team did this to me but I had no options in that situation. Funny how both of you judged the Blackbourne men for doing this to me but you think it's justifiable when you do it. With them I had no choice but to accept it. This time I have a choice. Leave. When you are ready to apologise you can come back. I'll have my resignation for the Academy to you in the morning and a money transfer set up from our trust to pay you back for the money you spent on this house, Mak,' Sang gave both men a disappointed, disdainful glare before she turned her back on them and left the dining room in a calm, controlled manner,
'You can expect all of our resignations tomorrow morning as well,' Axel's cold voice followed Sang's departure. The rest of the Toma team nodded in support of Axel's statement. Phil pushed his chair back slowly rising from his seat,
'You can't mean that Axel. Sang can't mean what she just said. It's our responsibility as board members to exercise duty of care with our team members,' Axel just shook his head showing the same disdain and disappointment Sang had exhibited,
'You tried to prevent Sang from communicating with the fathers of her babies. Your reasons don't matter when you reject the very principle on which we all gave our loyalty and service to the Academy. Family First,' Mak watched Iris crying softly from the far doorway, his heart heavy with the realisation that he was at a dangerous crossroads with both of his girls,
'Flicka, please, you girls have to accept our authority in making this decision,' As soon as the words left his mouth, Mak knew he'd made a mistake. Iris' face hardened and her next words were a dagger in his heart,
'No, we don't. You keep missing the point, we aren't 'girls' anymore. After we've tendered our resignation to the Academy, you can expect Sang and I at the MC clubhouse to revoke our Sif status and membership with the MC. If we can't trust you to be honest with us, how can we bow to your authority as our President,' Iris too left the dining room. Mak dropped back into his seat heavily, hand over his eyes,
'We just didn't want the Bratva to target them as well as everybody else that's after them,' he rasped in grief at the twins' rough love stance,
'What did you just say?' Axel gritted out. Phil and Mak froze. Shit. They'd just broken the Academy board covenant - they'd been out voted on reading the Ghost team into the Blackbourne's assignment and after all that had just cost them, Mak had just fucked up and told the Tomas after the damage was already done. Phil sighed and sank back into his seat as well,
'Call them both back in, since we're fucked anyway we might as well tell you everything all at once,' Marc shot up and went in search of the twins while Axel, Raven and Brandon were staring down the elders with cool faces,
'You two better get ready to do some fast talking, those two ladies have known for the last six weeks what happened so you should be asking yourselves what they have been doing all this time while they've been hiding away in their office figuring out how to get around you....' Suddenly Mak and Phil realised that the twins might've been activating their own play book while they'd been twiddling their thumbs, waiting to confront them for their 'attitude'. That was very ominous... Just as Sang and Iris returned, arms linked with a secret smile on their faces, Phil's mobile pinged that he had a text message. He flipped his phone to turn it off only to freeze at the sender and two line message.
Uncle: Why didn't you tell us Sang had the Blackbourne's babies? We know now and they do too.
Phil looked at Sang and Iris in disbelief,
'You've made contact with Victor, haven't you?' Mak startled violently at Phil's words,
'As it happens, yes we have, we were just messaging with him now when you called us back.... How else were we going to get our hands on the unedited video footage?'
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'Well that went better than we planned... eventually,' Sang giggled at her sister while they were just finishing settling the septs down for bedtime Christmas night. Iris snorted,
'It does pay to be a few steps in front of Dad and Papa and the fellas too!' Sang nodded her agreement in amusement,
'Well they shouldn't have taught us so well if they didn't want us to use their own tactics against them. Plus, Vic's timing was impeccable... Of course Vic will know that, even though we've told him he's just speaking with you, he's speaking with me too. He's extremely clever, the question I have in my head is has he told the others yet? I'm betting not based on the way he was wording his answers. If I'm right, that means not everyone agreed with the decision to leave me and it's causing division in their team... We need to work out if my hunch is fact... and now the only thing they don't know about what's been happening with me is who you are to me and that we also love the Toma team now....'
'That's good to hear...' Axel, Raven, Brandon, Kevin, Corey and Marc leaned against the wall and doorframe smirking at the twins now that the septs were all sleeping. All six were wearing only trousers, their bare chests on enticing display. Axel spoke in a deep, resonant voice that caused both Sang and Iris to smirk themselves,
'I think it's time we went over the rules again with you, my little jewel and flower. The two of you have been very bad babygirls and are in need of some gentle... education....'
'I suggest we take this 'lesson' to our bedroom then,' Sang smiled back wickedly...
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Sang and Iris entered the room to see two empty chairs sat in front of the oversized king bed and one chair pushed back against the wall, which Kevin had taken up residence in as if he'd been given the best seat in the house.
Axel and Brandon swung the chairs around, sitting down each pointing for the twins to sit on the bed in front of them. Raven stood slightly behind the two chairs, his face aware and ready, Marc and Corey sat perched on the far sides of the bed in behind the twins, like Kevin playing the role of spectators though they both had an air of eagerness while Kevin seemed more nervous,
'Let's go over the rules and talk about what you both want from us tonight,' Axel's voice was deep and his eyes were sparkling with deviance,
'Are either of you masochistic - do you like a little pain or do you like to really ride the edge between pain and pleasure?' Iris nodded at Axel,
'I am, sir,' Axel smirked at Iris' response,
'Good girl, but you will always refer to me as Master, flower and your named second you will address as Sir. Tonight your named second is Brandon and Marc will be both of your Pet. You will be their Babygirl. Understand, flower?'
'Yes, Master,' Iris' eyes were downcast though she shivered in nervous excitement, Axel lifted her chin,
'We all have our roles, flower but we don't wish to subjugate you, only to love you how you want, so don't hide those beautiful eyes from us, Babygirl,'
'Yes, Master,' she smiled trustingly at him, she loved the role of submissive with a good Dominant,
'Now, Babygirl, how do you like to explore your masochism? Do you like to be tied up? Blind folded?'
'Yes Master, I like to be fully tied up and blindfolded,' Iris whispered huskily,
'Do you like being spanked? Paddled? Flogged?' Axel asked sternly,
'Yes, Master I like all of those things. I just don't like canes or whips because blood play is a hard line for me,' Axel stroked Iris' cheek gently before leaning forward and capturing her lips in a soft kiss of acknowledgement before swapping seats with Brandon and pulling Sang into his lap for kisses and petting while Brandon saw to her twin...
Brandon patted his lap for Iris to come and straddle him. Iris eagerly obeyed. Brandon cupped her face in his hands and kissed her gently, deepening the kiss, before running his tongue along the seam of her bottom lip, asking for entrance into her mouth. Iris moaned lightly opening to him while his fingers teasingly traced her rapidly hardening nipples through her thin T-shirt and bra. When she was breathing heavy and her eyes were heavy lidded, Brandon moved things along,
'Pet,' Brandon called to Marc,
'Undress our Babygirl,' Marc jumped from the bed and hurried over to Iris, bending down to thoroughly kiss her, sliding his tongue into her mouth and tangling his tongue silkily around her own. Pulling away from her face slowly, he reached for the bottom of her T-shirt and slipped it over her head leaving her in her jeans and matching neon yellow edged in electric blue thong and bra.
Marc slid his fingers sensually over her breasts, squeezing, at first gently, before adding more pressure to squeeze her harder adding a sudden hard flick to both nipples that caused Iris to hitch her breath as her arousal dampened the thin thong between her legs.
Marcs pulled their bodies together, pressing his chest up against her torso as his hands slid teasingly around her ribs to move up her back and unclip her bra, which clung to her C cup breasts a moment before falling to the floor as Marc pulled himself away from Iris. Marc smiled sweetly at her before dipping his head to latch his mouth around the dusky pink areola surrounding her left nipple, his opposite hand plumping her breast and pinching her right nipple.
He suddenly bit down hard enough to gain her complete attention as she sucked in a harsh breath before he pulled her up with him in a standing position to unbutton her jeans and slid them slowly, sexily down her legs. Giving Brandon and Kevin a show as the denim slides tantalisingly off her bottom, exposing her full, round cheeks, bright yellow thong tucked provocatively between them,
'Position her for spanking or flogging, on her stomach across the bed, Pet,' Brandon smirks from his chair as Marc asks,
'Please may I taste her, Sir?'
'Not yet, Pet. Babygirl, would you like to be spanked or flogged tonight?'
'Please, sir, please may I be flogged tonight?' Iris twisted her face to Brandon as she begged him with mouth and eyes. Brandon nodded and stood, walking into the closet where the 'toys' were stored. A moment later he returned with a soft tasseled leather flogger,
'Remove Babygirl's thong, please, Pet,' Marc knelt on the floor between Iris' legs, hooked his fingers in her thong on either side of her hips and again slowly pulled the thong from her bottom. As he moved them off, he bent his head to leave open mouthed kisses and nips along the inside of her thighs stopping just short of the apex of her legs. Iris whimpered softly in protest when Marc pulled away from her.
Brandon swatted her ass swiftly once making Iris gasp and then laugh as he unexpectedly raised her up back off the bed, turning her around so both his hands could cup and grip both of her ass cheeks, kneading them while she hastily wrapped her legs around his waist so they could share a passionate, deeply erotic kiss.
He pulled her hair hard enough to force her neck back but not hard enough to truly hurt her before grazing his lips and teeth over her neck and jawline, leaving bite marks on her fair skin. Brandon was in complete control, taking and Iris was happy to give him whatever he wanted. He sat her back down on the bed before turning hot eyes toward Marc, who was sat beside Iris watching Brandon with desperate eyes. Brandon gave Marc the same look of possession before slashing his mouth across his lips and claimed his mouth too with the same demand of ownership he'd shown to Iris, leaving bite marks across his throat and neck as well. He turned back to Iris,
'Are you sure you want this?' He asked. Iris nodded frantically, aroused even more by having watched Brandon as he dominated Marc. Brandon frowned at her,
'I need to know you know the difference between fantasy and reality so use words please, Babygirl,' Iris groaned in frustration,
'Yes please! I want you to flog my ass, sir!' Brandon chuckled at her neediness, deciding then that he would show her exactly who was in charge when he took her defiant little ass,
'Babygirl, undress Pet, please,' Iris made quick work of undressing Marc, her hands trembling in anticipation though she still tried to be as sensual as he was with her, grazing and biting his hard masculine nipples with her teeth before soothing them, lathing them with her tongue. Trailing her fingers along his v cut hip bones, running her hands over his toned abs reverently, stopping her exploration a mere whisker away from coming into contact with his hard, thick length,
'That's enough, Babygirl, we wouldn't want a preview of the main event...' Iris looked up in surprise and realised suddenly that Marc's face was twisted into a beautiful grimace of pleasure. He wasn't far from orgasm and all she'd done was touch him teasingly!
'Sit on the bed, Pet, back toward the middle of the bed, facing the edge of the bed,' Marc scrambled into position,
'Babygirl, I want you on all fours, near the edge of the bed, lay your head in Pet's lap, ass in the air for me. If you feel uncomfortable in any way, say red and I will stop straight away,'
'Yes, sir,' Iris moaned,
'What's your safe word, Babygirl?' Brandon wanted to make sure Iris truly understood her safety,
'Red, sir,'
'Good girl,' he praised her.
Then she felt the tips of the flogger as they danced a path across her skin, raising goosebumps in its wake. Brandon took a step back and raised his arm. The first swing was soundless and gentle. The second was gentle again but with a bit more sound. Kevin watched carefully for Iris' reaction as Brandon built her up, increasing the intensity as he swung the flogger in the rhythm of Iris' breathing patterns. As pink marks began appearing on her ass and back, Kevin was amazed to see her pussy lips begin to swell and glisten in obvious arousal before leaving a wet trail on her inner thighs. Kevin watched as Marc stroked Iris' hair, whispering what a good girl she was as she nuzzled her head in his lap in unconscious pleasure against his hard cock.
Kevin listened to the sound of leather against skin, heavy breathing from both Iris and Brandon, his brother's eyes had glassed over, his own erection obvious, pushing hard against his jeans. Kevin's own body began to respond; they were sexy as hell to watch. Kevin was startled by a moan elsewhere in the room as realised he wasn't the only one feeling as though he were watching live porn as Raven, Sang and Corey were also slack faced with sexual hunger as they watched Iris, Brandon and Marc building up their passions together. As Iris began to moan continually, her body shaking in pleasure and need, Brandon started to bring her back down, eventually stopping when his swings were soundless again.
Kevin watched as Brandon walked around the bed, past Raven, Axel and Sang, crawling past Corey across the bed so that he could lean down, next to Marc while they both peppered kisses across Iris' face and lips, praising her for doing so well and gently stroking her flushed cheeks as she slowly opened her hazy eyes, coming back down. Kevin was struck by the fact that while he hadn't expected to see love and tenderness in a BDSM sexual act, that was exactly what was happening in front of him. After several minutes, Brandon quietly asked Iris,
'Are you ready for more, Babygirl?' Iris smiled lazily, riding high on endorphins and lust,
'Yes, please sir,'
'Then I think it's time you tasted Pet, Babygirl. He's been very patient while we've been enjoying ourselves,' Iris gave Marc her sexiest smile,
'I'd love to, sir,' Kevin noticed Marc's marble hard length twitched as she positioned herself to take him into her mouth. She lifted wicked eyes up to Marc, keeping eye contact as she slid her mouth over the head of his cock, stopping to flick her tongue tip over the wet slit where he was leaking precum,
'Fuuuuckkk,' Marc swore as she took him fully into the back of her throat, swallowing his full length. She then started to hum in her throat causing Marc's body to shake as he was quickly rushing toward his own orgasm,
'Not yet, Pet,' Brandon warned Marc darkly,
'Ah, but Babygirl is being a brat and pushing Pet harder than she should, you should occupy her, Second,' Chuckled Axel to a smirking Brandon,
'What a good idea, Master,' Brandon returned to his original position behind Iris, sliding a single finger along her wet folds, before slipping it inside her pussy walls to stroke her higher. He quickly added a second finger pumping into her at the same rhythm and speed she was sucking Marc along. Brandon removed his fingers from Iris, stick his fingers first in his own mouth before offering them to Marc,
'Taste her, Pet. She's such a sweet girl...' Marc sucked Iris' nectar off Brandon's fingers eagerly nodding as Brandon swiftly removed his jeans and boxers before he rubbed his own rock hard cock along Iris slit, coating himself in her arousal before lining himself up to her opening and plunging forward, filling Iris to the point where he was brushing along her cervix, no room for a centimetre more. Both Brandon and Iris gasped loudly as he invaded her pussy and her inner walls stretched, to the point of pain, to accommodate Brandon's length and girth,
'Do you need me to stay still a moment, Babygirl?' He asked feeling how snug he was within her and how hard her walls were gripping his cock. Iris shook her head 'no' and rotated her hips to angle Brandon's tip to hit her right in the sweet spot,
'That's greedy, Babygirl,' Brandon chuckled devilishly as he swatted her ass cheek hard for a second time. Iris shrieked in shock,
'You wait for me to give you what you need,' Iris huffed, determined not to beg if she possibly could,
'Yes, sir,' Brandon recognised Iris' second display of defiance and determinedly pulled nearly all the way out of Iris before plunging back in hard and deep. Iris gasped for a second time before she whimpered as Brandon began to dominate her the way she loved the most. Slowly at first, shallow, hard thrusts and then gathering speed and depth, Brandon took possession of every inch of her, causing Iris to change how she stroked Marc's length to match Brandon's rhythm. This was too much for Marc, who began to beg,
'Please sir, oh god please can I cum, I need to cum. Her mouth is so good....'
'Not yet, Pet! You know better than to cum without permission...' Iris could feel her own orgasm building low in her belly, every thrust from Brandon hitting her g spot as his finger relentlessly rubbed at her clit... Oh God! She wasn't going to last long at all!
'Beg me, Babygirl!' Brandon demanded harshly as he held on to his own control while his body was screaming at him to rush toward completion,
'Please!' Iris cried out letting go of all her defiance, unable to hold off begging a second longer,
'Please, let me cum, sir!'
'Thank fuck! Cum! Now, both of you!' Brandon commanded Marc and Iris. Marc erupted deep into Iris' throat as Iris screamed around his cock, white stars exploding behind her eyes as her world greyed out for several long moments while she hit euphoria for the second time that night. Brandon grunted loudly, his head thrown back and teeth bared as he emptied himself at maximum depth inside of Iris' perfect pussy, so very glad that both their beauties were on the pill and he didn't have to accept any barrier between them.
All three collapsed on the bed, a puddle of satisfied mush. Raven and Corey stepped to Axel eager for their turn to satisfy their beauties,
'Ready for your turn, my jewel?'
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Obviously the beginning of Chapter 16 is Sang's first foray into BDSM and loving Toma style... sorry guys but at 8500 words it was necessary to have a part two!
Apologies if there are a few typos or errors, it's quarter past one in the morning here and my eyes feel like they're full of grit and I can't concentrate anymore for the life of me! I'll clean them up in the morning.
Hope you all enjoyed the reactions of the Blackbourne men to their unexpected fatherhood as well!
More detail and explanation to come about why Phil and Mak kept things from the twins...
Thanks for reading, comment and push the star if you liked what you read💫