9. Bodie

nine

Bodie

" D amn, that was so hot. How did we get so lucky as to have such a good girl who likes to get nasty," Anders is right. For being so young and inexperienced, Heidi has really taken to letting the three of us do whatever we want to her ripe, young body. "So, what do you think we should introduce her to tonight?"

"She was eyeing the St. Andrew's Cross at the club that first night. I'd love to see her stretched out on it, sacrificing herself to us." The image of how she would look tied to the cross and how we would make her beg for our cocks has me hard all over again. It's hard to believe her sweet little mouth sucked us dry less than an hour ago. If not for the pre-game officials meeting, we'd still be in the referee lounge sampling her nectar. "Do you think we have time for another round after the meeting?"

"I guess it depends on how fast we can get through the meeting and if she can sneak away from warmups." Riggs gets a faraway look in his eyes, and I know he's thinking about how Heidi looks warming up before games, with her plump ass sticking up in the air as she bends over and touches her toes. It's one of my favorite positions to get her into—she's so damn flexible.

"Maybe we'll get our chance." I nudge Riggs's shoulder when I see Heidi skate onto the ice, taking a few practice spins before someone on the bench catches her eye. Our eyes follow her to where she sits on the bench and grabs a chunky baby out of a woman's arms.

I suck in a breath at the vision of our Baby Girl holding a baby, and all I can think about is getting her pregnant and watching as her stomach grows with our child inside her protective body. Until reality sinks in, I glance toward Riggs and then to Anders. They're looking at her and the baby like it's the best thing they've ever seen. It's then that I realize Heidi was never meant to be ours. It was just a glitch in the matrix.

She was meant for greater things, like being a wife and a mother not the young secret lover to three dirty old men. Shame washes over me, and all I want to do is forget I ever saw Heidi holding a baby in her arms and go back to thinking of her as our sub, not the perfect wife and mother.

I finally look away as Heidi blows little raspberries on the baby's stomach, making him laugh, "We can't do this, do her. She needs to find someone her own age, get married, and start a family." They open their mouths to speak, but I hold up my hand, "We're only going to hold her back. Look at how natural she is with that baby. She deserves everything her heart desires even if she doesn't realize it yet."

"I know." Riggs finally concedes as he hangs his head.

"So how are we going to do this?" Anders says, not taking his eyes off Heidi.

As much as I know the next words are going to haunt me, I rip off the band-aid and say them anyway, "We have to make her believe we don't want her any longer." When they say nothing, I add, "It's for her own good. She'll thank us someday."

"I hope you're right." Riggs lifts his head. His eyes land on Heidi, "I hope she forgives us someday, if she even remembers us.

The thought of her forgetting about us doesn't sit right with me. But isn't that what we're asking her to do—to forget about us and move on?