Kayla panted, desperately trying to catch her breath. Jason fucked her from behind while Wyatt’s cock spread her farther and wider. She was flying through the sky being fucked out of this universe.
“Don’t stop,” she begged. “Please. Keep fucking me. Oh please fuck me.”
Wyatt kissed her, thrusting his tongue in her mouth and she felt the world spin. Jason was racing to the finish line, pumping into her, gripping her hips. He was relentless and wild. Moving in and out of her. She couldn’t keep up. She loved how aggressively he claimed her for his own. He didn’t care that Wyatt had her first. He was inside her now and he was making his own memory inside her. She burned with his love.
“Look in my eyes,” Wyatt instructed. “I’ve got you, baby. Let him have this. Give it to him.”
“Oh God,” she whimpered.
“That’s it,” he coaxed. “Open your ass, baby. Give it to him like you give it to me.”
Her breath was ragged. Her nipples hardened. “It’s so-so intense.”
“But you like it, don’t you? You like it deep?”
She nodded her head. “I like it rough. Oh, I like being fucked there. I want him to fuck me more. It feels so good,” she moaned. “Tell him,” she whispered. She couldn’t make her voice louder. “I want it harder.”
“Good girl.” Wyatt pumped inside her.
“Jason, fuck her deep, man. I’ve got her. She wants it so deep.”
“Yes,” she purred.
“I’ve got you, baby.”
“I’m going to lose it, brother,” Jason howled. “No ass has ever felt like this. “I can’t stop fucking her. I can’t.”
“Don’t,” Wyatt told him. “She wants it. Give her what she wants. Hard and deep.”
“Oh, yes.” Kayla cried. “Both of you deep.”
The gentle Jason was gone, replaced by a man who loved a piece of her ass as much as Wyatt did. He buried himself inside her as the tidal wave shot through him. He reared back, slamming into her with a roar.
“Open your ass, for him, Kayla,” Wyatt demanded. “Give it to him. Spread your tight little ass wider. That’s it. Spread it.”
Everything Wyatt said, she did and it felt deliciously wicked. He knew how to make the slightest bit of pleasure skyrocket into something epic.
“I’m going to come,” she cried. “Oh Jason. Wyatt!”
“Come hard on my cock. Come for me. Don’t stop fucking me. You’re such a good girl when you listen to me,” Wyatt commanded.
“I’ll do anything you say,” she pleaded.
“Flick your clit, baby. Reach down and show me you know how to fuck yourself while Jason is deep in your ass and I’m in your pussy. Show me you know what to do with this body.”
She reached between her legs, and landed on the nub that was a bundle of nerves. With one touch she was afraid she’d catapult to the roof of the plane.
“Fuck my cock. Squeeze it.”
“Oh Wyatt. I’m coming so hard.” She fell apart in his arms while Jason still kept his dick buried in her. He held her in place for Wyatt so he could pump in and out, spreading her pussy, as she flicked her clit with her fingers. She couldn’t stop. She rode his shaft with violent thrusts wanting to suck him inside her.
The explosion was epic and massive. Burning her veins. Tingling her toes. She shook for minutes, trying to control her body. But by now, she should know there was no control. Her body loved what it did with them. It loved every second they were inside her. It loved what she could do with them. And it wasn’t under her control any longer. She had given them every part of her.
“You’re fucking pussy is mine tonight,” Wyatt thrust powerfully inside her, showering her with his release. She watched in awe as his body moved with perfect force, filling her core. Coming deep and hard. His breathing slowed as his orgasm ebbed.
She lowered to his chest as Jason pulled out of her backside.
“Oh God,” she whispered. “I’ve never. Oh my God.” They made room for Jason on the couch. She fell between them both. “That was amazing.”
Jason kissed her head. “Your ass is amazing.”
She laughed. “You seemed to be taken with it.”
“You have no idea what you do to me.”
Wyatt growled. “Or me.”
She looked at him. “How did you get me to do that? Things I’ve never screamed for or wanted?”
“Did you like it?”
She blushed. “I think by now you know I like it.” She was ready to admit that the backdoor sex was quickly becoming her favorite.
“All I do is encourage you, baby. The rest is your desire. Your wants. That’s what Jason and I are here for. To give you what you want.”
“But I didn’t know I wanted it. I’ve never even thought about the things you say and in the moment it’s all I can do not to beg for it.”
He smiled. “You’re a sex kitten. And it’s starting to show.”
She giggled. “I like being your sex kitten.”
“We love you, Kayla. We always will.”
They coasted through the clouds. “I love you both so much, I think my heart hurts from it. Is that even possible? Is that a thing?”
“I don’t know about that, but we love you twice as much.” Jason pulled her forward and lifted her into his arms. “Up for a shower, love?”
She nodded. “You promise to make sure I’m clean?”
He laughed. “Not on this flight.”
Epilogue
Kayla stared at the stick.
It couldn’t be. Could it?
She walked out of the bathroom, clutching it in her hand. Wyatt and Jason were in her king-sized bed. Wyatt was working on a crossword on one end, while Jason was reading a book on his tablet at the other end. There was a perfect space for her in the middle. Neither had looked up from what he was doing.
How was she going to do this?
She walked to the end of the bed, keeping the stick behind her back. She crawled to her spot and stuck the surprise under her pillow. She felt giddy. She felt nervous.
Three months after the New York trip, things had fallen into place.
She had completely moved in to the penthouse with the brothers. The marketing launch had been flawless and she had made the company close to ten million dollars in less than a month of the campaign’s roll out. She was a marketing superstar.
It was no secret that Kayla Dauer was the “it” girl in marketing. She had job offers pouring in every day from around the world. But nothing could ever entice her to walk away from MWG. And especially not now.
It made sense she had forgotten to take her birth control a few times. And then eventually, she stopped taking it altogether. It wasn’t intentional. It seemed to be a by-product of her life with Wyatt and Jason.
The move to the penthouse changed her routine. She no longer slept alone. She didn’t wake up alone. And there was never a day that passed that she wasn’t completely sexually satisfied. It made sense that eventually so much sex was going to lead to this moment.
“You two seem awfully preoccupied,” she mused. She didn’t know what the best way was to break the news.
“I’ve got two chapters left in my book, love,” Jason flipped a page with his finger. “Hoping Wyatt makes breakfast soon.”
“Do you have any idea what thirty-two down is that starts with B and is four letters?” Wyatt held the paper in front of her. “I could use some help before I head to the kitchen.”
She knew this was her opening. This was the chance she needed.
She took the pencil from his other hand. “Can I fill it in?”
“Go for it.”
She wrote in clear print letters: B-A-B-Y and handed the crossword to Wyatt. “You might want to show thirty-two down to Jason.”
Wyatt stared at the puzzle for a second. “But that’s not—that’s not the…Shit.” He looked at her and threw the paper across her and into Jason’s lap.
She bit her lip and waited for Jason to read it.
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“What is it with this puzzle?” He picked up the paper. “Thirty-two down…ok…What the fuck?”
He turned to face Kayla. She reached her hand under the pillow and retrieved the pregnancy test.
“Surprise.” She held it forward.
“You’re pregnant?”
“Baby? We’re going to have a baby?”
She nodded.
Jason crushed her with a hug before handing her over to Wyatt. His lips met hers. “This is the best fucking news.”
“I’m freaking out,” Kayla admitted. “I knew I was over a week late and this morning I had to try the test. I didn’t want to say anything until I knew for sure.” She looked at them. “You’re both excited?”
“Hell yeah.” Jason’s grin couldn’t be bigger. “You are carrying our child.”
Wyatt’s hand cupped her belly. Jason’s hands moved to her breasts.
“Ohh,” she moaned. “That’s…that feels good.”
Kayla had known for a couple of weeks, or at least suspected. At times a quick wave of nausea would hit her during a meeting, or she would want to eat something she’d never liked before like Brussel sprouts. But her nipples had been extra sensitive and her orgasms had started spiraling out of control. She put all of it together and knew it was the only answer.
She wanted to wait and tell Jason and Wyatt though when she had a confirmed test to show them.
“You like it when I rub your nipples like that?” Jason asked.
“It feels so good,” she mewed. “Even better than before.”
“What about your pussy?” Wyatt waggled his eyebrows. He ducked his head under the sheet and immediately moved himself between her legs. “I want to taste your honey like this. Open your legs, baby.”
“Oh, Wyatt.” Her hands fisted through his hair as her legs fell to the side and his tongue lashed at her clit.
He moved to her stomach, kissing her belly. “Brother, our baby is in here.”
Jason’s hands twisted and tugged at her nipples. “Look how fucking gorgeous she is.”
Kayla thrashed between them. “Is someone going to fuck the pregnant girl? Please.”
She saw them exchange looks.
“Oh no, don’t start all that crazy overprotective stuff. I want both of you. Like I always do.”
Wyatt scratched the back of his head. “Maybe we should hold off.”
Kayla sat forward. She couldn’t believe this. Her body was about to explode with sensation. This pregnancy had taken her hormones to a new level and she want anything to change.
“I am healthy. I am fine. And sex for pregnancy is a good and healthy thing. Especially when the mother is as horny as I am.”
Jason laughed. “She has a point. We have to keep her satisfied.”
“I don’t want us to hurt the baby,” Wyatt explained. “We can do lots of things for you.”
“You won’t hurt the baby.” She took his hand. “But you will make the mother extremely happy if you give her what she wants on a Sunday morning. It’s always my favorite part of my Sundays when the three of us are together.”
Wyatt’s eyes narrowed. “And what does she want? Specifically?”
She looked at Jason. “You’re so sexy when you’re under me.”
He rolled on his back. “You don’t have to tell me twice, love. I know I get wild when I have your ass. I can’t control myself the way Wyatt can.”
Her eyes landed on Wyatt. “Will you fuck me?”
He groaned. “You know I can’t say no to that.” In an instant he was behind her rubbing his cock between her folds, coating himself in her juices. She almost never needed lube now. Her body had adjusted to the fullness of having them inside her. Every once in a while, Jason would introduce new sex toys. He liked to experiment and she was open to anything he wanted to try.
Sex wasn’t always the same. There were plenty of nights when she only had sex with one of them. Wyatt was gone more than Jason, but whenever she had a chance to spend the night with one of them, she made sure to enjoy sex as a couple. It wasn’t cheating. It was sharing in their bond. Loving each other. Each relationship needed its own time and attention.
The more nights that passed, the more Kayla realized how important it was to give them each her body when they had alone time. And when the three of them were together it heightened the experience. She lived for the moments when they were inside her at the same time. There were no words for how amazing it was. How it fulfilled her.
Wyatt pumped himself a few times in his hand before centering himself behind her.
“I can’t believe you’re pregnant.”
She rolled her hips upward. “I am.” She gazed at him over her shoulder, tempting him by wiggling into him.
She felt sensual and round. She was too early to show, but just knowing she was carrying their baby made her feel gorgeous, maybe even a little adventurous.
He cupped her sex, running his fingers over her slit another time, pushing her own lube into her backside. She gripped his fingers playfully.
She settled over Jason, looking in his eyes.
“I should have noticed your tits, love.” He took one in his mouth and she cried out from the beautiful pain.
“Oh shit,” Wyatt eased a thrust into her ass. “So fucking perfect.”
She arched and rolled letting him take her with slow precision. She knew he was holding back and that was ok. It felt amazing.
“Fuck me, Jason.” She smiled at him as he nudged his cock to her pussy. He pushed into her, his shaft filling her, stretching her walls with pleasure.
“Oh it feels so fucking good,” she moaned.
“Yes, baby.” Wyatt, grabbed her bottom.
That morning sex was different. It wasn’t wild and animalistic. It was sweet and sensual. Slow and passionate. They each took time to feel the explosions rippling through them. Wyatt pushed deep inside Kayla at the same time Jason thrust upward, pausing at the top of his movement.
She clenched them both, praying no one would move. That she could live in this fullness, with both of them so deep inside her. But she couldn’t hold the reservoir back. It came out of nowhere as the shockwaves broke free.
“Oh God,” she screamed. She came harder than she ever had.
“Fuck.” Wyatt let himself go at the same time Jason’s release emptied inside her.
They lowered her to the bed.
“You have never looked so beautiful as you did in that moment.” Jason brushed her bangs to the side.
“Really?”
Wyatt rolled behind her, tucking her to his chest. He kissed her shoulder.
“Are you ok?”
She laughed. “Of course I’m ok. I feel amazing. And the baby feels amazing.”
“He does?”
“Who said it was a he?” she teased.
Jason stroked her chin. “With two dads, I think the odds are good.”
“Are you going to want a paternity test?” she asked. “Does it matter to you?” In her heart, she knew it was their baby. She didn’t care whose DNA it had. But to them it might make a difference.
The loves of her life didn’t have family. They had broken hearts just like she did. This was what family meant now.
Wyatt spoke first. “No. I don’t have to know. Jason?”
He shook his head. “We’re a family. This baby is ours. And the next baby will be ours. It doesn’t matter, Kayla.”
Both of their hands moved to her belly and she felt the full love that circled her and her child in this moment.
There was no doubt that they would love this baby with every last breath they had. Just like they loved her.
Turn the page to read my friend Violet Paige’s Book Sidelined.
Sidelined
1
Sam
It was the game that popped the cherry on the season. Monday night football. The night. The one that gave millions a taste of what they had been waiting for all summer. And we were headed to Austin to play the fucking War
riors.
I got it. I knew that the schedules were arranged ahead of time. But we were Super Bowl champions. The Wranglers shouldn’t be in Austin for this game. They should have come to us. The hatred between our two teams was palpable and an overnight trip into Warrior territory was an insult to what we had accomplished.
I sat next to Stubbs on the plane. He kept his earbuds in for the twenty-minute flight from San Antonio.
I tried to stretch my legs, but even on the Wranglers’ private jet there wasn’t enough leg room. At six-five, airplanes were uncomfortable as shit. At least I wasn’t in the back with the linemen. Those guys had nowhere to go. I shifted again, banging my knee into the tray table.
“Damn it,” I muttered.
The flight attendant stepped forward in the aisle, handing out bottles of water. Coach Howell had given strict instructions that we weren’t supposed to drink the night before the game. He couldn’t regulate everything we did, but he sure as hell tried.
I wouldn’t have been surprised if he had told the flight crew to only stock water on this flight.
I smiled at the brunette as I took the bottle from her.
“Do you need anything else?” she asked.
“I think I’m good, darlin’.” I twisted off the cap and took a sip.
The season started tomorrow night and even though it was only my second year with the team, I had a strict policy once the first snap was taken. No women.
I’d made that mistake in college and it messed with my head. I didn’t broadcast it. I didn’t discuss it, but she had done a number on me and almost cost me my senior season. She could have ruined my chances in the pros. I’d never make that mistake again. I had a million-dollar contract, and no woman, no matter how great she fucked, was worth losing that.
I was the highest-rated tight end in the American Football Association. I had a Super Bowl ring and my agent had recently finalized a bonus contract for this season. I couldn’t let some pretty girl get in my head. Wasn’t happening. There was a prize for me come February worth about two million dollars.
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