When the orgasm finally passed, Alexander crushed his mouth over mine, the brutal fucking continuing. However, I knew my men, and I could tell when they couldn’t hold back any longer. As I’d done with Brogan, I tightened my muscles, squeezing until Alexander threw back his head, his deep roar an indication of our combined passion.
Both men gasping for air, they finally released, filling me as Brogan had done, the scent more potent than ever before.
Panting, I lowered my head to Alexander’s shoulder, doing everything I could to catch my breath.
“That’s just the beginning, our bad girl,” he whispered in my ear. All I could do was smile.
He eased me to the floor, holding me steady then brushing his fingers across my face. Daniel handed me my dress, rolling his knuckles down my back before returning to his seat.
Still trembling, I dressed, quickly hunting down my panties and jerking them back into position.
After rubbing my hands down the material, I moved toward the window, staring down at the gorgeous water and the lush trees as they came into view. I allowed the memories, both good and bad to trickle through my mind one last time. I’d promised myself I wouldn’t be sad, but it was hard not to think about Garrison when I was with them. However, it also gave me comfort. I’d finally been able to see why my brother had felt like they were family.
Now they were my family.
“It really is beautiful,” I whispered more to myself.
“There’ve been a few changes,” Alexander said. There was a more serious tone in his voice. When I turned my head, the way he was staring at me gave me chills.
“What?”
“You’ll see soon enough.”
As the plane dipped, moving toward the small runway, I noticed blips of color in several locations on the island. Bright color. I was more curious than ever.
All three remained quiet as the jet landed, a car already waiting to take us to the estate. When I was settled inside, Alexander whispered something to the driver before climbing into the passenger seat.
“We’re going to take a tour, which is something we didn’t do when you were here before,” he said.
“I was a prisoner before. Remember?”
“And you think that’s any different?” Daniel teased.
“Such bad men.”
They remained quiet, the only sound some interesting Caribbean music coming from the driver’s cell phone.
As we moved into a clearing, I was able to see the main house, including the pool, but everything was different. There was a huge slide and a colorful cabana. Almost everywhere there appeared to be swings and other playsets, all in vibrant hues. The closer we came, the more shocked I was.
Then I realized what I was looking at. He’d turned the BDSM resort into a family resort, complete with almost anything a child could want. It reminded me of… Disneyland.
“What did you do?” I managed, my heart racing.
“I took your advice,” Alexander said, his voice cracking. “This is the first of the Little Bird Foundations, resorts established for low to middle income, the underprivileged, children with wishes in hospitals.” He turned to look at me, tears in his eyes.
“Wetook your advice,” Daniel corrected. “We have dozens of investors already, plans for four more resorts this year, six the next. Everything is included. Food. Entertainment. Travel. We’ve tried to think of everything, but our signature resort could use a woman’s touch.”
“What do you think?” Brogan asked as the driver slowed to a stop.
I was speechless, uncertain of what to say. When I stepped out, I heard laughter. Children’s laughter. I moved closer to the massive building and pool, watching several families playing in the water together, beach balls flying.
Then I squealed, clamping my hands over my mouth.
Daniel wrapped his arm around me, taking a deep breath. When Alexander flanked one side, Brogan the other, I almost burst into tears.
“What about your business, Alexander? Won’t your father be unhappy?”
“He’s retired, but I think he approves of us going legit. If not, I couldn’t care less.” He grinned, winking at me, then grabbing his sunglasses.