Tears streamed down my face. I cupped his jaw, my thumb brushing the hollow under the high, beautiful cheekbones of his face. My gaze dropped to his lips, and I kissed him, our tongues brushing each other, twisting and twining together, helping heal the pain caused by the mess we made of our marriage.
When we looked back at the tablet, the screen framed our gorgeous girl, her shoulders bare, her chin perched on the heel of her hand with what I could only describe as a smoopy look on her beautiful face.
“He has his sweet moments, but the unfiltered horndog is the norm.”
Hayden scowled. Marcie cracked up. And me… well I fell a whole lot more in love with how being with them, even remotely through a tiny ass screen, made me feel.
* * *
After Marcie dozed off,Hayden and I closed the video call and sat quietly. It wasn’t awkward at all.
“I know you think I push too hard, too fast…”
“We just have different ways of dealing with things.”
“Vato, you don’t need to sugarcoat your feelings for me. We can’t live our lives walking on eggshells, blowing up at each other when things come to a head. You need to talk to me openly, and I to you. Especially if we’re gonna have that beautiful girl in our lives.”
“I do think you push too hard and fast, but I wasn’t sugarcoating it when I said we have different ways of doing things. That’s the truth. Unvarnished. But it doesn’t mean my way is right and yours is wrong. Your way is wrongfor me—just like my way is wrongfor you. We need to learn and accept how each other does things. You’re brash and arrogant and unfiltered. I’m all of those things, too, but where you turn it up full blast most of the time, I keep it down to a low background hum mostly.”
Hayden cracked up, pulling me to my feet and into his embrace. I loved it when he wrapped me up in those long, strong arms. Every hug since the day we met soothed my soul and helped me come to terms with who and what I was. He struggled with me being a switch just the same as I did, but a bone-deep knowledge that we could find our way grew with every passing moment.
And now that Marcie had enthusiastically accepted us as her Daddies, that knowledge doubled. I was sure we would make it as a triad. We just needed to get our asses to our girl’s side.
“Let’s go check in on your family and see how Katie and Jackson are doing,” Hayden murmured.
Lifting my head away from his chest, I looked up at him. “You realize they’re your family, too, right?”
His lips rolled into his mouth, his eyes going wide, before rolling comically. The look of disbelief and resignation on his face made me gasp, laughter rolling through me.
“Asshole.”
Not wanting him to get stuck on the family dynamics, I teased, “Get your mind outta my pants. I can barely sit down.”
“I don’t see any issues with that. I can’t ogle your fine ass when it’s in a chair.”
I shook my head at him as we made our way back to the waiting room, where the family congregated.
As the doors came into sight, he whispered “I bet I could have you begging for my cock to plunge in and out of your pretty little hole.”
I turned to him, a smile growing on my face. “I’ll call that bet and raise you.”
His eyes turned hot as they roamed my face, down my body, and back to my eyes. “What’s the raise, cariño?”
I smirked, letting my eyes travel the same path on his body that his had on mine. “That I can have you begging for mine.”
He pulled me to him, the ridge of his dick pressing into me as he rubbed it back and forth against my body. “You’re on.”
* * *
The rest of the night,after finding out Jackson made it through surgery, we teased the fuck out of each other any chance we got. With so many people present to keep watch, plenty of opportunities arose. Blow jobs, hand jobs, and calls to Marcie once the sun came up and she texted us filled out the hours.
The photo she sent when she woke up this morning had quickly become the background on my phone, which I could only see if I unlocked the screen. I couldn’t wait until we were all together, and not just so I could get a picture of all three of us, but because I needed her, in my arms, in my bed, my dick in her.
Marcie and Hayden fueled fantasies that had my cock acting like we were a teenager again. It didn’t take much to get me hard. So, when Aunt Viv asked for someone to go back to the hotel to get Katie something to wear, I looked at Hayden and volunteered us. We were the only two who hadn’t taken a turn going back to the hotel for a shower and to change. And all the blow jobs and hand jobs, not to mention the sex we had in the middle of the night, meant we both needed it.
But I desperately needed some alone time with my husband.
As much as I wanted to win our bet, I wanted his dominance more. I needed to let go and just be Declan, Hayden’s sometimes bratty sub and Marcie’s full-time Daddy.
