He shifted back and forth. “Yeah, fine. Whatever. Can we talk?”
That was when Beck emerged. “You sorry motherfucker. No, you can’t talk. Winnie has men in her life who don’t walk out on their responsibilities. You can go.”
“If you want to keep all your teeth in your mouth.” Jack looked ready and willing to take Matthew down.
“What the fuck is going on here? Are you sleeping with two men, Winnie?”
Sawyer stepped forward. “Don’t forget me.”
“Are you serious?” Matthew’s confusion turned to anger, and he glared at me. “You’re fucking three men at the same time? What happened to you? You’re ignoring the father of your child for a fucking orgy? When did you become a whore?”
Jack grabbed a fistful of Matthew’s shirt and yanked him closer, holding him up so his feet barely touched the ground. “Watch your mouth. Whatever manipulation bullshit you came to try, save it. She’s with us. She’s ours. You want to fuck around and find out what happens when you cross that line? Be my guest, but I promise you, it won’t be pretty.”
Matthew stumbled away when Jack released him and looked at the four of us in disgust. He shook his head and directed his anger at me. “Guess what they say about fat chicks is true, huh, Winnie?”
"Well, it isn't going very well for you, is it? Don't come back here, Matthew. If you decide to be a man and parent your daughter, call first. You..." I felt my face turn red and I sucked in a huge breath. "Ass. You ass!"
Instead of laughing at the struggle it was for me to curse, he looked like he'd been struck. "Fuck you, Winnie."
Jack tried to grab him, but Beck pulled him back inside and pushed the door closed.
Jack looked like a pissed off bull without direction as he paced the front room. “What the hell is that dickhead’s problem? Stupid asshole. I should’ve knocked his teeth down his throat.”
Sawyer saw my face and swore. “No. Don’t do it, Win. Shit.”
Beck growled menacingly before picking me up and carrying me back to the bedroom. He settled against the headboard with me between his legs and held my face. “Look at me. Do not let that stupid prick get to you. He came here to try to fuck you, Kitten. He only insulted you because he can’t have you. You’re fucking beautiful.”
I wiped my eyes and groaned. “I'm just somad!I don't know why I'm crying. It seems like it's all I do these days. It’s awful. Being around me is awful. I’m sorry.”
Jack leaned across the bed to grab my face. “Insult yourself again and I’m going to spank the hell out of your perfect ass. You’re not going to let some pencil-dick motherfucker come in here and take away all your confidence. He wants you. He wanted to swoop in here tonight, find you in your cute little pjs, and get into your bed.”
I watched in fascination as Jack ground his teeth together, clearly struggling with keeping his anger in check. He was more bent out of shape than I thought he’d be. “You’re bothered by that.”
His eyes burned darker as they crashed into mine. “Fuck, yes, I am.”
“It’s crazy, though. Why do you care?” I rushed to clarify. “So much, I mean.”
Beck whistled, and Sawyer chuckled. Jack, however, went still. It was more alarming than his pacing and raging. He slowly leaned across the bed and pulled me from Beck’s lap. When I was flat on my back on the bed, he hovered over me and stared down at me with eyes that burned with passion.
“Why do I care?” He shook his head and then gripped my breast tightly. “Maybe because this is ours.”
I gasped when he ran his hand over my stomach and then cupped my sex.
“Andthisis ours.”
He twisted me onto my stomach and sat on the back of my thighs, pinning me to the bed. Gripping my ass in both hands, he bent down and sank his teeth into my cheek, biting hard enough to sting, but not hard enough to hurt. “And this is ours. We’ve left our mark on every inch of your perfect body, Win. Every. Inch. I fucked your ass in this very spot. Why do I care? Because you’re ours. No one else gets to touch you or look at you. No one else gets to see the fucking magic hiding under your sweet dresses. No one else gets to hear how loud you scream when you squirt all over our dicks. No one. Especially some asshole who didn’t have the sense to know that he had everything when he had you and Birdie.”
Sawyer grunted in agreement and stroked my face. “Even if Birdie is a bully.”
Beck pulled my hair out of my face and nodded. “You’re ours, Kitten. And we protect what’s ours.”
“We fight for what’s ours.” Jack leaned over me and brushed his mouth over the shell of my ear. “He doesn’t deserve to even look your way, baby. Don’t let his small dick energy hurt your confidence.”
Sawyer looked me over and slowly smiled. “It seems like you need a reminder of how much we love your body.”
I was so in shock from Jack’s speech that I wasn’t sure I was even awake. Had he really claimed me? I knew I probably should’ve been more inclined to tell them that I was my own woman, but no one had ever been possessive of me before. I found that I really, really liked it.
Jack knew what I needed, and he wasted no time in showing me just how much he owned my body. Beck waited until Jack was calmer to join, and then Sawyer seamlessly found his place. It took no time to erase the ugly words Matthew had said.