“Hayden, sweet fucking Jesus, could you stop being such a bull in a china shop for five fucking minutes?”
I lost it. Stopping the fit of giggles wasn’t happening for love nor money. I fell back on the bed, snorting and laughing about moose. When I calmed down, their confused, smiling faces nearly set me off again.
“Sorry, it was something Prie… umm… someone else said earlier.”
“Fuck, you’re perfect, pequeña. Good girl.”
“I’m gonna need to learn Spanish.”
“I’ll teach you.”
“I suck at languages.”
Hayden and Declan smirked and looked back at me, “Not the way we’ll teach you, colibrí.”
That growl. Oh. My. God. Throbbing heat pulsed behind my clit, and I gasped, my hand falling to cover myself.
Hayden’s eyes clocked the movement, and his gaze heated up.
“If you want to talk, vato. Do it now.”
“Marcie, Hayden and I want you to be our girl. We wanna be your Daddies. We wanna establish rules and boundariesfor all of us, not just you, to follow.”
Hayden rolled his eyes. I had to bite my lips to keep from laughing at him.
“Do Daddies have rules and boundaries?” I asked.
“See, vato. She gets it. Thank you, pequeña.”
“Jesus fucking Christ, I can’t with you two. How the fuck did I wind up having to deal with a bratty little and a bratty Dom at the same fucking time?”
“I guess you’re just lucky, Daddy.”
Hayden’s response wasn’t bratty, not at all. He grabbed Declan’s jaw, stared into his eyes for several, long, drawn-out, hotter than summer in Nashville moments before slanting his mouth over Declan’s.
The raw aggression in their kiss reminded me of him taking me on the counter in the kitchen. Hayden took. He didn’t ask, but like me, Declan didn’t seem to mind in the least. Being the focus of all that intensity, it drugged your senses until all that existed was Hayden and, through his control and dominance, Declan. Declan may be subservient to Hayden, but with me, his dominance shone like a beacon in the darkest of nights, and I couldn’t wait to be with them again.
My fingers slid under the elastic leg of my panties, and I moaned when they connected with the sensitive flesh between my legs. An inferno had taken up residence there. The heat didn’t flicker like a candle. It roared like wildfire, my blood thumping through my veins until my vision pulsed.
“Hmmm…” I whimpered when Hayden’s big hand wrapped around Declan’s throat.
They parted so slowly their lips stretched before separating. Declan looked dazed, and I remembered the feeling. I couldn’t wait to feel that way again. Hayden’s hungry gaze stared at Declan’s wet, puffy lips before glancing away. I couldn’t see what he was looking at but then he said, “Lock the fucking door and drop your pants.”
Declan disappeared after hesitating for a moment. Hayden stood, his crotch filled my phone screen as he opened his pants. He pushed them down, his dick popping free. My core spasmed with need as his hard, pearly-tipped shaft bounced before me.
OhGodOhGodOhGodOhGodOhGodOhGodOhGodOhGod.
He stroked his hard, mouthwatering flesh. Precum bubbled from the tip, and I wanted to taste him so, so badly. Hayden pulled out a condom, slicking it over his dick.
“It’s up to you if we use protection, Marcie. Declan and I are negative and don’t suit up usually, but we keep condoms on hand for moments like this when clean up isn’t easy.”
They were going to… Oh God!
Hayden handed something to Declan. “Put this in your ear.”
His ear?
“Pequeña, can you hear me?”
