Ours (Strength & Heat Trilogy #3) Read Online T.O. Smith

Categories Genre: Contemporary, Dark Tags Authors: Series: Strength & Heat Trilogy Series by T.O. Smith
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Total pages in book: 119
Estimated words: 110549 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 553(@200wpm)___ 442(@250wpm)___ 368(@300wpm)
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Lincoln stood over Jessie, and without having to be told, I opened my mouth, wrapping my lips around him. He laced his fingers in my hair, fucking my mouth as Jessie got me off. My entire body was trembling.

And when I finally came?

I would have collapsed if Lincoln hadn’t been there to hold me up.

Meghan was sitting on the floor in front of Hope, trying to feed her baby oatmeal when Julian let us into the house. I smiled widely and rushed over, lifting my baby girl from her Bumbo seat. She squealed as I hugged her to me, the sound warming every bit of my soul that my men hadn’t been able to touch last night.

I pressed kisses to her adorable little face, laughing when she giggled and squealed. I set her back in her little seat and sat down in front of her, reaching up for the small bowl of baby oatmeal Meghan was still holding.

I felt one of my men sit behind me, and I glanced over my shoulder to see Lincoln sitting there, his legs on either side of me as he watched me feed Hope.

“We’re thinking of doing a barbeque today if you guys are down for staying,” Julian spoke up. “Kids are down for a nap right now, but when they wake up, I’m sure they’ll want to spend some time in the pool.”

“I’ll have to run back home and grab clothes for the pool,” Jessie commented. He looked down at me, a tender smile on his face. “You okay with staying, baby girl?”

“Yeah,” I told him, a smile on my face. I laughed when Hope pushed some of the oatmeal back out of her mouth, making a small mess. “You’re such a messy eater, sweetheart,” I teased.

She only squealed again. Jessie ran his hand over my hair before he nodded at Julian. “Yeah, we’re cool with that.”

Axel stepped into the living room and wrapped his arms around Meghan’s waist, pulling her back against him so he could nuzzle his face against her neck. His hands slid protectively over her belly. “Are we doing ribs or chicken?” Axel asked Julian. “You never made a decision.”

“Mmm, ribs,” Meghan said, making the decision for them. I laughed at her. I swore, for a moment, I thought she would drool.

“Ribs it is,” Julian said with a laugh. Meghan’s cheeks tinted red. He pressed a kiss to the top of her head. “I actually need to run to the store for a few things.” He looked at Jessie. “You can ride if you want. Your place is on the way into town.”

Jessie looked down at me again. I smiled up at him. “I’m okay,” I assured him. “Besides, Lincoln will still be here,” I reminded him.

He crouched and cupped my face in his hands, pressing his lips to mine for a moment. “Call me if you need me.”

I brushed my fingers over the stubble on his jaw. “Babe, I promise, I’ll be fine,” I assured him.

A grin spread over his lips at the sound of me calling him ‘babe’. He pressed a tender kiss to my palm. “Yeah, you will be.” He then pressed a kiss to my forehead before also pressing a kiss to the top of Hope’s head. “Don’t be a brat for your momma,” he told her as if she would understand. I scoffed, making him grin.

She only squealed again. Lincoln laughed. “Go, bro. I’ve got ‘em,” he assured Jessie.

It took a little while but once Hope was finished eating, I cleaned her face up and took her bib off before I lifted her from her chair, holding her close to me. She clapped her hands to my cheeks, a giggle leaving her lips as she did so. I smiled down at her. “You’re such a happy little girl,” I whispered. She gave me a big, toothless smile. “Yes, you are. Such a happy little baby.” And I was so fucking relieved that my shit hadn’t affected her.

“Don’t let that cute face fool you,” Lincoln warned. “She’s already got your fiery personality. She’s quick to let whoever is closest know how she’s feeling.”

I laughed as I looked at him over my shoulder. “You’re the one that got me pregnant,” I reminded him, my brow arched.

He grinned at me. “You’ll both forever keep me on my toes, but I’m okay with that.”

“Daddy A!” I heard Lana scream from upstairs.

“Fuck,” Axel swore as he stood up from the couch he’d just sat on with Meghan.

“Jaxon, stop!” Lana whined. “You’re being a brat!”

“Shut up!” Holden shouted. “God, Lana, you’re so loud!”

“Sure you two want a fourth?” Meghan teased Axel.

He flashed her a grin over his shoulder as he headed for the stairs. “Babe, if Julian and I have our way, we’ll have an entire football team.”

She scowled at him. He barked out a laugh before he rushed up the stairs. Meghan looked down at us. “Looks like we might be getting in the pool just a little bit early,” she told us. “I might have a swimsuit that will fit you.”


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