Redeeming Kyle: 69 Bottles #3 (6 page)

Kyle takes me in his arms and I wrap my legs around him. His cock is hard and heavy, pressed between us. Talon slides up behind me. I am completely and totally surrounded by my men. Talon’s legs are over Kyle’s and I can feel his erection pressing against the small of my back and it turns me on to no end to know that regardless of what’s looming on the edge of the bathtub, these two are still so turned on by me that they’re hard as stone.
 

I lift myself on Kyle. Reaching between us, I position the head of his cock inside of me and I moan with pure pleasure as I slide down on him. Talon’s lips are kissing my shoulder, his hands are sliding along my hips, up my ribs and around to my breasts. His touch is hot, but they’re tender. Kyle’s mouth takes mine. We’re not moving; we’re just being, connected in our most intimate places.
 

I can feel him twitch and my muscles contract around him. Talon’s fingers continue milking my nipples, tugging and stretching them. I writhe against Kyle and he pulls back from our kiss with a hiss. Talon begins kissing my neck, up behind my ear. I can feel him nudging me to move. I turn and he takes my mouth with his. His hands haven’t stopped moving and I can tell from his kiss that he’s eager.
 

I flick my hips against Kyle who is now caressing Talon’s cheek as he continues kissing me. Kyle’s hand slips down Talon’s neck and disappears. Talon groans and I can feel Kyle stroking on his cock. Desire ignites and I start to move against Kyle, with each stoke of Talon’s cock I grind down. I can feel Kyle’s cock buried deep and my pussy clenches around him. Talon releases my lips as my orgasm begins to build hard. Talon pulls his hands away from my nipples and then he reaches for Kyle’s cheek.

Talon urges him forward and quickly claims his mouth. Watching them kiss brings my orgasm closer. I move harder and faster against Kyle and his hand moves faster against Talon’s shaft. I can feel all the muscles surrounding me and inside of me tighten. I’m the first to go as I grind harder and faster against Kyle’s cock. My orgasm explodes, my body trembles. I’m barely coherent enough to hear and feel both my men explode. Kyle erupts inside of me. Talon releases into Kyle’s hand.
 

There is a hum and ripple across the water that pulls me out of my post orgasmic haze. “What’s that?” I mumble.
 

I feel Kyle chuckle against me. His cock, still inside me twitches and I moan. “That’s the filtering system.”
 

“Oh,” I say and open my eyes. Neither of them has moved much. We all wear the same glossy eyed looks. I slowly slide up, off of Kyle and he pouts.
 

“He likes being in there.”
 

I laugh and cup his cheek. “I love having him in there.”

He kisses me chastely. “I love you,” he breathes. Once I’m clear of Kyle, they both back away, giving me a little bit more room to sit on the bench. My orgasm has me relaxed, but it doesn’t last when my eyes fall to the covered test on the corner of the tub.
 

“How are we going to do this?” I say as I pull my knees up, wrapping my arms around them, holding them to me.
 

Both my guys turn toward me, their knees touching my butt, reiterating their need to be touching me. “How do you want to do this, angel?”
 

“Hand it to me, covered with the washcloth. We can all watch as I uncover it.”
 

“Okay, baby girl.”

I shiver, chills running through me again, but I’m not cold. I’m freaking out. Neither guy moves. They’re both looking at me. “What’s wrong, angel?”
 

I put my head back on the side of the tub. “I’m scared, I’m freaking out, I’m anxious, I’m ten thousand and one things all at once. I want to get it over with but I’m afraid to look. I’m afraid of what you guys are going to do. How you’re going to react.”
 

“I can tell you how I will react,” Kyle says quietly. “It doesn’t matter. I am going to hug you, and kiss you, and hold you regardless of what it says.” Kyle sounds positive that this will be his reaction, but I can hear the fear in his voice. A fear that is either of the unknown or of what we’ve talked about regarding his past.
 

“That is if he can beat me to it,” Talon says quietly but there is a lightness in his voice that I didn’t expect. “What are you going to do?” Talon asks me.
 

“I’m going to cry.” Like it was waiting for me to say it, a tear slides down my cheek.
 

It’s on Talon’s side so he wipes it away. “Let’s do this,” I breathe, fighting the emotional rush coursing through me and trying to keep my voice strong. Talon reaches for the test. He brings it over to me and I reach for it with a very shaky hand.
 

I notice that Talon’s hand is steady. Kyle reaches behind the washcloth, grabbing the test itself. “Pull off the cloth when you’re ready, baby girl.”
 

I take a shuddering breath as another tear streaks down my cheek. I feel like I’m ready to explode, I reach up, pulling on the cloth and Talon lets go. I close my eyes.

All I hear are shocked hisses from the two men who love me. I start crying. I have a feeling that love is about to be tested.

“Angel?”
 

“Baby girl?”
 

“I can’t. I can’t look,” I sob. Neither one of them say anything to me. I just feel them stand, the water sloshing and shifting around. I start crying harder. I hear the drains kick open and the gurgling of water as it escapes its confines. The water settles as they both step out.
 

“Grab a towel,” I hear Kyle say to Talon.
 

The water drains out quickly and I start to shiver. A towel is thrown down on the bottom of the tub. Then I hear the tub creak with feet and arms sliding under my knees, forcing my arms to let go. I do and an arm comes around my back and I am lifted from the tub. I feel a kiss against my forehead and I know its Kyle. His mustache is trimmed tight, where Talon’s is scruffy. I lean into his chest. The tears are still flowing.
 

I am walked into the bedroom and then laid out on the bed, on a towel. Immediately there are towels drying me off gently. I can’t stop crying and I don’t know the answer to the million-dollar question.
 

Once I’m dried off, I hear the towels hit the floor and the bed dips as they climb into bed with me. That’s when I am given my answer.

Gentle hands, four of them are pressed gently against my lower abdomen. Just above my pelvic bone. The hands are met with gentle kisses. “Oh god,” I sob. My whole body is shaking with fear. I put my hands over my face and try to turn over, but gentle hands stop me.
 

The hands come away and I am showered with more kisses along my stomach. The kisses quickly turn heated and open mouthed. Talon begins kissing north toward my breasts, and Kyle slides south, past my smooth mound. “Let us show you how we feel about you,” Talon murmurs against my breast. His tongue slides warm and wet across my nipple at the same time Kyle’s tongue meets my clit with a similar lick. I shiver and sob.
 

“I can’t…” I manage to get out. They don’t stop and I quake again. “No, please, stop,” I sob. “Please, just hold me.” I cry harder.
 

“Okay, angel. Okay, shhh, we’re here.” With mouths and hands gone, I roll over onto my side. Talon gently wraps his arms around me from behind. His hand comes to rest on my stomach and I cry harder.
 

Kyle lies down in front of me and he pulls my hands away from my face. “Come on, baby girl, hold me,” he whispers softly and I let my hand slide across his stomach, once I reach the other side, I tug, asking him to roll toward me and he does. I bury my face in his chest and I let loose. Holding my two beautiful men.
 

I’m pregnant. I’m pregnant because of my stupid birth control, I’m pregnant because, damn it, I screwed up, this is all my fault. I was careless, I was…I sob harder. God, what they must be thinking right now. We’ve only been together a few weeks, a few weeks of pure bliss, absolute heaven, and now their woman is pregnant. I’m pregnant.
 

“Baby girl. You need to calm down.” Both Kyle and Talon’s hands begin gently massaging my skin. Kyle’s hand on my back, Talon’s on the front. “Breathe, baby.”
 

“Angel, we want you to calm down. This isn’t good.”
 

God, I feel like throwing up. “Addison, look at me,” Kyle says softly. “Come on, baby girl.” I feel his hand move and touch my chin. “I need to see those gorgeous green eyes, can I see them?”
 

I lift my head until I know I can see his eyes, but I can’t open them. “I’m so scared,” I breathe.
 

“Look at me, baby girl. Look at me so you can see the smile on my face. Look at me so that you can know that we love you. Come on, baby girl.”
 

“Please angel, we need you, we need to see you,” Talon pleads.
 

I begin to bat my eyes, working out the tears that are lingering. I know I haven’t seen the end of them, but I need to try and be strong. My guys need me. Damn it, Addie, open your eyes.
 

When I finally get them to open, I can see Kyle with a beautiful smile on his face. “Hi panda girl.”
 

“Hi,” I croak out, emotion choking my throat.
 

Talon slides back slightly and I roll onto my back.
 

“Hi, angel.” Talon’s smile mimics Kyle’s
 

“Hi, big man.” I look at Kyle. “Cowboy?”
 

“What, baby girl?”
 

“Are you really okay?” I ask him.
 

He smiles and gently rubs his hand over my stomach and I shiver. “Right now, yes.”
 

I fight back the tears that threaten me again. I look to Talon. “Are you?” I ask.
 

He responds by touching my belly and interlocking his fingers with Kyle’s. I start crying again, this time the fear is finally replaced with tears of happiness.

The guys stick to their word and we have a cuddling movie night. Though they’re both in pajama bottoms without shirts, I am snuggled into one of Talon’s t-shirts and nothing else. I wanted to complain about that, until I understood why they didn’t want pants on me. They held me with gentle hands on my stomach and I was extremely comforted by that fact. I was also comforted by the fact that we didn’t talk about it anymore. We were just us.
 

I fell asleep about halfway through the second movie, I couldn’t tell you what it was, but I wasn’t that interested in it. The guys got more excited about it than I did. But considering we ended up watching some romantic comedy movie first, I didn’t complain.
 

When I wake up both of them are gone. Talon and the band have a radio spot this morning and I think Kyle probably forced himself to go. I do what I said yesterday and take another test. I’ve heard of false positives and negatives before, so I figure what can it hurt? After I do that business, I climb into the shower and I notice once again that my breasts are tender and feel heavy, and though they don’t appear to have grown any, they feel like they have.
 

Once I’m out of the shower I look at the test, expecting the same result and since I didn’t actually see the first one, I want to see this one for myself. It says ‘pregnant’ on the digital display and I cry again, but this time, it’s not so bad.
 

It’s after eleven when I get a text from Kyle

Kyle: Hi b-g (baby girl) Radio spot went great, How are you doing? Feeling? We will be back in a little while, making a couple stops. X

Me: Hi Cowboy - I’m well, I don’t know actually, still in shock I think, but feeling so so, still tired, been up since 9. Have fun, c u soon XO

Kyle: I love your kisses. I love you. XXX

Me: I love you. Tell T- Hi, give him a kiss from me.
 

Kyle: will do baby girl, relax, order lunch. See you in a bit.

Kyle: wait, don’t order lunch, we’re bringing you lunch. C U soon.

I laugh. He honestly seems okay about all this, at least for right now. Ironically, I would have thought Talon would have been the one to break down and lose it, but I’ll take it at this point. I know that if anyone freaks out, the other is going to pick up the pieces.
 

I spend my time in bed, waiting for the guys to come home. But I’m not idle. I get to work on a couple of press releases for the week we’re in New York. With the recording of ‘Your Eyes’, the duet version, and ‘To Be Free’, the label wants an announcement to be made from 69 Bottles. No problem, I got this. I smile to myself.
 

When I’m done with that, I send it off to Cami for proofing and approving, since we actually have time for this press release and I’m not working up a scandal piece.
 

Cami’s emails haven’t stopped flowing with a wealth of information regarding the Bryan Hayes duet. I finally break down and ask her how the label offers are coming. Her response is pure Cami style.